« ZurückWeiter »
Thou, in thy righteous judgment
PSALM XI. NCE I have plac'd my trust in God, A refuge always nigh, should I, like a tim’rous bird, distant mountains fly? hold, the wicked bend their bow, ld ready fix their dart, ing in ambush to destroy lemen of upright heart. hen once the firm assurance fails, hich public faith imparts, ime for innocence to fly om such deceitful arts. e Lord hath both a temple here, d righteous throne above; re he surveys the sons of men, d how their councils move. God the righteous, whom he loves, rtrial does correct, tnust the sons of violence, hom he abhors, expect? ares, fire, and brimstone, on their
heads all in one tempest shower; dreadful mixture his revenge o their cup shall pour. e righteous Lord will righteous deeds
th signal favour grace, otheuprightman disclose :brightness of his face.
ICE godly men decay, O Lord,
righteous vengeance will con-
H% long wilt thou sorget me, Lord? Must I for ever mourm 2 How long wilt thou withdraw from me, Oh! never to return ? 2 How long shall anxious thoughts my soul, And grief my heart oppress? How long my enemies insult, And I have no redress? 3 Qh ! hear, and to my longing eyes Restore thy wonted light, And suddenly, or I shall sleep In everlasting night. 4 Restore me, lest they proudly boast 'Twas their own strength o'ercame ; Permit not them that vex my soul To triumph in my shame. 5 Since I have always placed my trust Beneath thy mercy's wing, Thy saving health will come; and then My heart with joy shall spring. 6 Then shall my song, with praise inspired, To thee, my God, ascend, Who to thy servant in distress Such bounty didst extend.
URE wicked fools must need suppose That God is nothing but a name; Corrupt and lewd their practice grows; No breast is warm'd with holy flame. 2 The Lord look’d down from Heaven's high tower, And all the sons of men did view, To see if any own’d his power; If any truth or justice knew. 3 but all, he saw, were gone aside, All were degen'rate grown and base; None took religion for their guide, Not one of all the sinful race. 4 But can these workers of deceit Be all so dull and senseless grown, That they, like bread, my people eat, And God’s almighty power disown? 5 How will they tremble then for fear, When his just wrath shall them o'ertake? For to the righteous God is near, And mover will their cause forsake. 6 Ill men, in vain, with scorn expose
n drossy mixture free.
Those methods which the good pursue
PSALM XV. Lo who’s the happy mam that may To thy best courts repair, Not stranger-like, to visit them, But to inhabit there? 2 'Tis he, whose every thought and deed By rules of virtue moves; Whose gen’rous tongue disdains to speak The thing his heart disproves. 3 Who never did a slander forge, His neighbour's fame to wound; Nor hearken to a false report, By malice whisper’d round. 4 Who vice, in all its pomp and power, Can treat with just neglect; And piety, though cloth'd in rags, Religiously respect. 5 Who to his plighted vows and trust Has ever firmly stood; And though he promise to his loss, He makes his promise good. 6 Whose soul in usury disdaims His treasure to employ; Whom no rewards can ever bribe The guiltless to destroy. 7 The man, who by his steady course Has happiness insur’d, When earth's foundation shakes, shall stand, By providence secur'd. PSALM XVI. Po me from my cruel foes, And shield me, Lord, from harm; Because my trust I still repose On thy almighty arm. 2 My soul all help but thine does slight, All gods but thee disown; Yet, can no deeds of mine requite The goodness thou hast shown. 8 But those that strictly virtuous are, And love the thing that's right, To favour always, and prefer, Shall be my chief delight. 4 How shall their sorrows be increas'd, Who other gods adore : Their bloody off'rings I detest, Their very names abhor. 5 My lot is fall’n in that blest land Where God is truly known; He fills my cup with libral hand, Tis he supports my throne. # nature's most delightful scene To. *:::::: portion lies; - my appointed rei P. lands .. gn
5, 16, 17.
Whose precepts give meli | | And private join * In sorrow's dismal night. 8 I strive each action to approve To his all-seeing eye; No danger shall my hopes remot, Because he still is nigh. 9 Therefore my heart all griefdio My glory does rejoice; : My flesh shall rest, in hope torio, Wak'd by his pow'rful voice. 10 Thou, Lord, when Iresign my had My soul from hell shalt free; Nor let thy Holy One in death The least corruption see. 11 Thou shalt the paths of life dio
Which to thy presence lead; Where pleasures dwell without als, And joys that never fade.
PSALM XVII. To my just plea and sad Attend, 0 righteous Lord. And to my prayer, as 'tis unstigo, A gracious ear afford. 2 As in thy sight I am approv’d. So let my 'sentence be; And with impartial eyes, 0 lon, My upright dealing see. 3 For thou hast search'd myheroi And visited by night; | And, on the strictest trial found Its secret motions right. Nor shall thy justice, Lord, alone | My heart's designs acquit; : For I have purpos'd that my imso Shall no offence commit. 4 I know what wicked men will Their safety to maintain; But me thy just and mild com From bloody paths restrain. 5 That I may still, in spite of who My innocence secure, O guide me in thy righteous wo nd make my footsteps sure. 6 Since, heretofore, I ne'er in oil To thee my prayer address'd; O! now, my God, incline thinear | To this my just request 7 the wonders of thy truth andh” In my defence engage; Thou, whose right hand runs saints From their oppressor's rage.
i with a proud blaspheming mouth, oth God and man defy. Well may they boast, for they have now sy paths encompass'd round; oir eyes at watch, their bodies bow’d, md couching on the ground; In posture of a lion set, When greedy of his prey; a young lion, when he lurks Within a covert way. Arise, O Lord, defeat their plots, heir swelling rage control; m wicked men, who are thy sword, eliver thou my soul: From wordly men, thy sharpest scourge, Whose portion's here below; o, fill'd with earthy stores, aspire o other bliss to know. Their race is num’rous, that partake heir substance while they live; ir heirs survive, to whom they may he vast remainder give. But I, in uprightness, thy face hall view without control; l, waking, shall its image find eflected in my soul.
O change of time shall ever shock My firm affection, Lord, to thee; thou hast always been my rock, fortress and defence to me. u, my deliv'rer art, my God; y trust is in thy mighty power; u art my shield from foes abroad, home my safeguard and my tower. thee I will address my prayer, whom all praise we justly owe ; hall I, by thy watchful care, 2 guarded from my treach’rous foe. By floods of wicked men distress'd, ith seas of sorrow compass'd round, a dire infernal pangs oppress'd, death's unwieldy fetters bound; heaven I made my mournful prayer, God address'd my humble moan; graciously inclined his ear, ld heard me from his lofty throne.
9 He left the beauteous realms of light, Whilst heaven bow’d down its awful head; Beneath his feet substantial night Was like a sable carpet spread. 10.3 he chariot of the King of kings, a Which active troops of angels drew, On a strong tempest's rapid wings, With most amazing swiftness flew. 11, 12 Black watery mists and clouds conspir’d, With thickest shades his face to veil; But at his brightness soon retir’d, And fell in showers of sire and hail. 13 Through heaven’s wide arch a thumd'ring peal God’s angry voice did loudly roar; While earth's sad face with heaps of hail And flakes of fire was cover'd o'er. 14. His sharpen'd arrows round he threw, Which made his scatter'd foes retreat; Like darts his nimble lightnings fiew, And quickly finish'd their defeat. 15 The deep its secret stores disclos'd, The world’s foundation naked lay; By his avenging wrath expos'd, Which fiercely rag’d that dreadful day. PART III. 16 The Lord did on my side engage; From heaven, his throne, my cause upheld; And snatch'd me from the furious rage Of threat'ning waves, that proudly swell’d. 17 God his resistless power employ'd My strongest foes' attempts to break; Who else with ease had soon destroy’d The weak defence that I could make. 18 Their subtle ago had near prevail'd, When I distress'd and friendless lay; But still, when other succours fail'd, God was my firm support and stay. 19 From dangers that enclos'd me round, He brought me forth and set me free; For some just cause his goodness found, That mov’d him to delight in me. 20 Because in me no guilt remains, God does his gracious help extend; My hands are free from bloody stains; Therefore the Lord is still my friend. 21, 22 For I his judgments keep in sight, In his just paths I always trod; I never did his statutes slight, Nor loosely wander'd from my God. 23, 24 But still my soul, sincere and pure, Did even from darling sins refrain; His favours therefore yet endure, Because my heart and hands are clean.
PART IV. 25, 26 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous ways
To various paths of human-kind;
They who for mercy merit praise, With thee shall wondrous mercy find. Thou to the just shalt justice show ; The pure thy purity shall see: Such as perversely choose to go, Shall meet with due returns from thee. 27, 28. That he the humble soul will save, And crush the haughty's boasted might, In me the Lord an instance gave, Whose darkness he has turn'd to light. 29 On his firm succour I rely'd, And did o'er mum’rous foes prevail; Nor fear'd, whilst he was on my side, The best defended walls to scale. 30 For God's design shall still succeed, His word will bear the utmost test; IIe's a strong shield to all that need, And on his sure protection rest. 31 Who then deserves to be ador’d, But God, on whom my hopes depend? Or who, except the mighty Lord, Cam with resistless power defend ? PART V. 32, 33 'Tis God that girds my armour on, And all my just designs fulfils; Through him my feet can swiftly run, And nimbly climb the steepest hills. 34 Lessons of war from him I take, And manly weapons learn to wield; Strong bows of steel with ease I break, Forc’d by my stronger arms to yield. 35 The buckler of his saving health Protects me from assaulting foes; His hand sustains me still; my wealth And greatness from his bounty flows. 36 My goings he enlarged abroad, Till then to narrow paths confined; And, when in slipp'ry ways I trod, The method of my steps design'd. 37 Through him Inum’rous hosts defeat, And flying squadrons captive take; Nor from my fierce pursuit retreat, Till I a final conquest make. 38 Gover'd with wounds, in vain they try Their vanquish’d heads again to rear; Spite of their boasted strength, they lie Beneath my feet, and grovel there. 39 God, when fresh armies take the field, Recruits my strength, my courage warms; He makes my strong opposers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing arms. 40 Though him the necks of prostrate Oes . My conq'ring feet in triumph press; .Aided by #. root out §. p 7 Who hate and envy my success. 41 will,o complaints all friends they - 2 But none was able to defend; *gth to God for help they'cry'd; Put God would no assistance leńd.
hrough his progress, cheerful light vital warmth bestows.
's perfect law converts the soul; aims from salse desires; acred wisdom his sure word ignoraist inspires. statutes of the Lord are just, bring sincere delight; re commands in search of truth it the feeblest sight. perfect worship here is fix’d, ure foundations laid; ual laws are in the scales uth and justice weigh'd; more esteem than golden mines, old refined.with skill; weet than honey, or the drops from the comb distil. trusty counsellors they are, friendly warmings give; rewards attend on those 2 by thy precepts live. twhat frail man observes how oft does from virtue fall? nse me from my secret faults, u God that know'st them all? on? presumptuous sin, O Lord, Minion have o'er me; by thy grace preserv'd, I may 5. transgression flee. shall my prayer and praises be hthy acceptance blest; secure on thy defence, strength and Saviour, rest.
B Lord to thy request attend,
To: king, 9 Lord, with songsofPraise
Ånd gall them in their flight.