On thee alone my steadfast hope Shall ever, Lord, depend. 5 Lord, hear my cry, accept my tears, 6 O spare me yet a little time; I My wasted strength restore, SELECTION 34. L. M. From the xl. Psalm of David. WAITED meekly for the Lord, And heard from heaven my humble cry. 2 The wonders he for me has wrought Shall fill my mouth with songs of praise; 3 For blessings shall that man reward, 4 Who can the wondrous works recount, Which thou, O God, for us hast wrought! The treasures of thy love surmount 2 The Lord his life, with blessings crown'd, 3 If he, in languishing estate, Oppress'd with sickness lie; Though I have much transgress'd." 6 Let therefore Israel's Lord and God SELECTION 36. C. M. From the xlil. Psalm of Dayld. AS pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase; So longs my soul, O God, for thee, The power of numbers, speech, and thought. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, 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; Nor did, thou know'st, my lips withhold My thirsty soul doth pine; O, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine ? 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust God; who will employ His aid for thee, and change these sighs 4 God of my strength, how long shall I, Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed From uttering what thou gav'st in charge; 5 My heart is pierced as with a sword, 8 Nor kept within my breast confined Thy faithfulness and saving grace; 9 Then let those mercies I declared From the xli. Psalm of David. HAPPY the man whose tender care Relieves the poor distress'd! When troubles compass him around, The Lord shall give him rest. So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings, Whilst thy right hand, with swift revenge, So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwelling- 5 How sharp thy weapons are to them place. 2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my saddening 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, That dare thy power despise ! Down, down they fall, while through their heart The piercing arrow flies. But thy firm throne, O God, is fix'd, For ever to endure; Thy sceptre's sway shall always last, By righteous laws secure. My heart shall gladden through the tedi- 7 Because thy heart, by justice led, ous day; Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid: Unquestion'd be his faithfulness and love. L SELECTION 38. L. M. From the xliii. Psalm of David. ET 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 3 Why then cast down, my soul? and why WE SELECTION 39. C. M. From the xlv. Psalm of David. HILE I the King's loud praise rehearse, 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; And, clad in rich array, 4 Ride on in state, and still protect Did upright ways approve, Where wandering sinners rove: Therefore did God, thy God, on thee The oil of gladness shed; SELECTION 40. II. 2. From the xlvi. Psalm of David. OD is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press, In him undaunted we'll confide; Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piecemeal 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: God dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers, While his almighty aid is nigh. 3 Submit to God's almighty sway, And earth her sovereign Lord confess SELECTION 41. L. M. From the xlvil. Paslm of David. ALL ye people, clap your hands, And with triumphant voices sing; No force the mighty power withstands Of God, the universal King. 2 He shall assaulting foes repel, And with success our battles fight; Shall fix the place where we must dwell, The pride of Jacob, his delight. 3 God is gone up, our Lord and King, With shouts of joy and trumpet's sound; To him repeated praises sing, And let the cheerful song rebound. 2 In Sion we have seen perform'd A work that was foretold, In pledge that God, for times to come, His city will uphold. 3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound; Who this deliverance wrought. 4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp, Your eyes quite round her cast; 5 Her forts and palaces survey, 6 This God is ours, and will be ours, THI SELECTION 43. From the 1. Psalm of David. PART I. II. 2. HE Lord hath spoke, the mighty God Hath sent his summons all abroad, From dawning light till day declines; The listening earth his voice hath heard, And he from Sion hath appear'd, Where beauty in perfection shines. 2 Our God shall come, and keep no more Misconstrued silence as before, But wasting flames before him send; Around shall tempests fiercely rage, Whilst he does heaven and earth engage His just tribunal to attend. 3 Assemble all my saints to me, That in my lasting covenant live, PART II. II. 2. Thy God, thine only God, am I: 2 The sacrifices I require Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, And vows with strictest care made good. In time of trouble call on me, And I will set thee safe and free, And thou shalt praise thy gracious God. 3 Consider this, ye thoughtless men! And none will dare your cause to own: SELECTION 44. S. M. From the li. Psalm of David. HAVE mercy, Lord, on mo, As thou wert ever kind, Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt, 2 Wash off my foul offence, And cleanse me from my sin; How great my guilt has been. 3 Against thee, Lord, alone, Have I transgress'd; and, though condemn'd,, 4 In guilt each part was form'd 5 Yet, Lord, thy searching eye 6 With hyssop purge me, Lord, I shall with snow in whiteness vie, 7 Make me to hear with joy Thy kind forgiving voice; That so the bones which thou hast broke, 8 Blot out my crying sins, Nor me in anger view; 9 Withdraw not thou thy help, Nor cast me from thy sight; Nor let thy Holy Spirit take His everlasting flight. 10 The joy thy favour gives Let me, O Lord, regain; And thy free Spirit's firm support 11 So I thy righteous ways To sinners will impart; Whilst my advice shall wicked men To thy just laws convert. 12 Could sacrifice atone, Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such offerings thou disdain'st To cast a gracious eye. 13 A broken spirit is By God most highly prized; By him a broken, contrite heart 14 Let Sion favour find, Of thy good will assured; 15 The just shall then attend, G SELECTION 45. C. M. From the lv. Paalm of David. IVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth, Nor from thy humble suppliant turn Thy glorious face away. 2 My heart is pain'd: the shades of death 3 And thus I breathe my heavy sigh "O that my soul on wings could fly, And emulate the dove! 4 "Swift I'd escape, and flee afar, Some secret place to find, Hide from the world's distracting care, 5 "I'd wing my everlasting flight, 6 Thus will I call on God, who still At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray, And he my voice shall hear. SELECTION 46. C. M. From the Ivi. Psalm of David. LORD, though at times surprised by fear On danger's first alarm, Yet still for succour I depend On thy almighty arm. 2 God's faithful promise I shall praise, In God I trust, and, trusting him, 3 I'll trust God's word, and so despise 4 Thou hast retrieved my soul from death, And thou wilt still secure The life thou hast so oft preserved, And make my footsteps sure: 5 That thus, protected by thy power, I may this light enjoy; And in the service of my God My lengthen'd days employ. SELECTION 47. L. M. From the lvil. Psalm of David. GOD, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent, 3 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound SELECTION 49. II. 2. GOD, my gracious God, to thee Where I refreshing waters want. 3 My life, while I that life enjoy, While I with joy his praise proclaim. 4 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find, Thou, Lord, art present to my mind, And when I wake in dead of night; 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain To stop thy flowing mercy try; Whilst thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, And washest out the crimson dye. 4 Bless'd is the man, who, near thee placeri, Within thy sacred dwelling lives! 'Tis there abundantly we taste The vast delights thy temple gives PART II. L. M. 1 LORD, from thy unexhausted store, And every furrow'd valley fills: 3 Thy goodness does the circling year With fresh returns of plenty crown; And where thy glorious paths appear, The fruitful clouds drop fatness down. 4 They drop on barren deserts, changed By them to pastures fresh and green: The hills about, in order ranged, In beauteous robes of joy are seen. 5 Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn SELECTION 51. From the lxvi. Psalm of David. PART I. C. M. IET all the lands, with shouts of jy, To God their voices raise; 2 And let them say, How dreadful, Lord, In all thy works art thou! To thy great power thy stubborn foes 3 Through all the earth the nations round Shall thee their God confess; And, with glad hymns, their awful dread 4 O come, behold the works of God, 5 O all ye nations, bless our God, |