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From the cxxx. Psalm of David.

1 FROM lowest depths of wo

TO GOD I sent my cry;
LORD, hear my supplicating voice,
And graciously reply.

2 Shouldst thou severely judge,
Who can the trial bear?

But thou forgiv'st, lest we despond,
And quite renounce thy fear.

3 My soul with patience waits
For thee, the living LORD;
My hopes are on thy promise built,
Thy never-failing word.

4 My longing eyes look out

For thy enliv'ning ray,

More duly than the morning watch

To spy the dawning day.

5 Let Israel trust in GoD,

No bounds his mercy knows;

The plenteous source and spring from whence
Eternal succor flows:

6 Whose friendly streams to us

Supplies in want convey;

A healing spring, a spring to cleanse
And wash our guilt away.

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From the cxxxii. Psalm of David.

1 O, WITH due rev'rence, let us all
To God's abode repair;

And, prostrate at his footstool fall'n,
Pour out our humble prayer.

2 Arise, O LORD, and now possess
Thy constant place of rest;
Be that, not only with thy ark,
But with thy presence bless'd.

3 Clothe thou thy priests with righteousness,
Make thou thy saints rejoice;
And, for thy servant David's sake,
Hear thy anointed's voice.

4 Fair Sion does, in God's esteem,.
All other seats excel;
His place of everlasting rest,
Where he desires to dwell.

5 Her store th' Almighty will increase,
Her poor with plenty bless;

Her saints shall shout for joy, her priests His saving health confess.

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From the cxxxv. Psalm of David.

1 O PRAISE the LORD with one consent,
And magnify his Name;

Let all the servants of the LORD
His worthy praise proclaim.

2 Praise him all ye that in his house
Attend with constant care;
With those that to his outmost courts
With humble zeal repair.

3 For GoD his own peculiar choice
The sons of Jacob makes;
And Israel's offspring for his own
Most valued treasure takes.

4 That GOD is great, we often have
By glad experience found:
And seen how he, with wondrous power,
Above all gods is crown'd.

5 For he, with unresisted strength,
Performs his sov'reign will,

In heaven and earth, and wat❜ry stores
That earth's deep caverns fill.

6 Their just returns of thanks to God
Let grateful Israel pay;

Nor let anointed Aaron's race
To bless the LORD delay.

7 Their sense of his unbounded love
Let Levi's house express;

And let all those who fear the LORD,
His Name for ever bless.

8 Let all with thanks his wondrous works In Sion's courts proclaim;

Let them in Salem, where he dwells,
Exalt his holy Name.

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From the cxxxvi. Psalm of David.

1 TO GOD, the mighty LORD,
Your joyful thanks repeat;
To him due praise afford,
As good as he is great:
For God does prove
Our constant friend;
His boundless love
Shall never end.

2 To him, whose wondrous power
All other gods obey,
Whom earthly kings adore,
Your grateful homage pay:
For GOD &c.

3 By his almighty hand

Amazing works are wrought;
The heavens by his command
Were to perfection brought:
For GoD &c.

4 He spread the ocean round
About the spacious land;
And bade the rising ground
Above the waters stand:
For GOD &c.

5 By him the heavens display
Their num'rous hosts of light,
The sun to rule by day,

The moon and stars, by night:
For GoD &c.

6 He, in our depth of woes,
Ón us with favor thought;
And from our cruel foes

In peace and safety brought:
For GoD &c.

7 He does the food supply

On which all creatures live:
To God, who reigns on high,
Eternal praises give:

For God will prove
Our constant friend;
His boundless love

Shall never end.

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From the cxxxvii. Psalm of David,

1 WHEN we, our weary limbs to rest,

Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept, with doleful thoughts oppress'd, And Sion was our mournful theme.

2 Our harps, that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings neglected hung

On willow trees that wither'd there.

3 0 Salem, our once happy seat,
When I of thee forgetful prove,
Let then my trembling hand forget
The speaking strings with art to move!

4 If I to mention thee forbear,

Perpetual silence be my doom; Or if my chiefest joy compare With thee, Jerusalem, my home!

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From the cxxxviii. Psalm of David.

1 WITH my whole heart, my God and King,
Thy praise I will proclaim;
Before the mighty I will sing,
And bless thy holy Name.

2 I'll worship at thy sacred seat,
And, with thy love inspired,
The praises of thy truth repeat,
O'er all thy works admired.

3 Thou graciously inclin'dst thine ear,
When I to thee did cry;

And, when my soul was press'd with fear,
Didst inward strength supply.

4 For GOD, although enthroned on high,
Does thence the poor respect;

The proud, far off, his scornful eye
Beholds with just neglect.

5 Though I with troubles am oppress'd,
He shall my foes disarin,

Relieve my soul when most distress'd,
And keep me safe from harm.

6 The LORD, whose mercies ever last,
Shall fix my happy state;
And, mindful of his favors past,
Shall his own work complete.

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1 THOU, LORD, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down;

My secret thoughts are known to thee,
Known long before conceived by me.

2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys,
My public haunts and private ways:
Thou know'st what 't is my lips would vent,
My yet unutter'd words' intent.

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