From the xl. Psalm of David. 1 I WAITED meekly for the LORD, Till he vouchsafed a kind reply; Who did his gracious ear afford, And heard from heaven my humble cry. 2 The wonders he for me has wrought 4 Who can the wondrous works recount The power of numbers, speech, and thought. 5 I've learnt that thou hast not desired Offerings and sacrifice alone; Nor blood of guiltless beasts required For man's transgression to atone. 6 I therefore come-come to fulfil The oracles thy books impart; 'Tis my delight to do thy will, Thy law is written in my heart. 7 In full assemblies I have told Thy truth and righteousness at large: 8 Nor kept within my breast confined Thy faithfulness and saving grace; From the xli. Psalm of David. 1 HAPPY the man whose tender care When troubles compass him around, 2 The LORD his life, with blessings crown'd, 3 If he, in languishing estate, Oppress'd with sickness lie; And thou vouchsaf'st to set me still 6 Let therefore Israel's LORD and GOD From the xlii. Psalm of David. 1 AS pants the hart for cooling streams, 2 For thee, my God, the living God, O! when shall I behold thy face, 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? His aid for thee, and change these sighs 4 GOD of my strength, how long shall I, Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed 5 My heart is pierced, as with a sword, 3 1 AS pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, 2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my sadd'ning soul? Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd? My years shall yet in blissful circles roll, And peace be yet an inmate of this breast. 3 LORD, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To thee, my GOD, I'll tune the grateful lay. 4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt JEHOVAH's aid? Thy GoD the GOD of mercy still shall prove; Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid Unquestion'd be his faithfulness and love! PSALM 38. L. M. From the xliii. Psalm of David. 1 LET me with light and truth be bless'd; Be these my guides to lead the way, Till on Thy holy hill I rest, And in thy sacred temple pray. 2 Then will I there fresh altars raise To GOD, who is my only joy; And well-tuned harps, with songs of praise, 3 Why then cast down, my soul? and why Who will thy ruin'd state repair. PSALM 39. C. M. From the xlv. Psalm of David. 1 WHILE I the King's loud praise rehearse, Indited by my heart, My tongue is like the pen of him That writes with ready art. 2 How matchless is thy form, O King! 3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty prince; With glorious ornaments of power, 4 Ride on in state, and still protect Whilst thy right hand, with swift revenge, 5 How sharp thy weapons are to them Down, down they fall, while through their heart The piercing arrow flies. 3 But thy firm throne, O GOD, is fix'd, Thy sceptre's sway shall always last, 7 Because thy heart, by justice led, 8 Therefore did GOD, thy God, on thee 1 GOD is our refuge in distress, Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill, The royal seat of GoD most high: 3 Submit to GOD's almighty sway, And earth her sovereign LORD confess: The GoD of hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms, As to our fathers in distress. PSALM 41. L.M. From the xlvii. Psalm of David. 1 O ALL ye people, clap your hands, 3* 2 He shall assaulting foes repel, 3 GOD is gone up, our LORD and King, And let the cheerful song rebound. 4 Your utmost skill in praise be shown, From the xlviii. Psalm of David. 1 THE LORD, the only GoD, is great, 2 In Sion we have seen perform'd In pledge that GOD, for times to come, 3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound; 4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp, 5 Her forts and palaces survey, 6 This God is ours, and will be ours, PSALM 43. From the 1. Psalm of David, PART I. II. 2. 1 THE LORD hath spoke, the mighty GoD From dawning light till day declines: Where beauty in perfection shines. |