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When sinners, that would me supplant, 20 For man, how great soe'er his state, Have compass'd me about?

Unless he's truly wise, 6 Those men, that all their hope and As like a sensual beast he lives, trust

So like a beast he dies. In heaps of treasure place,

PSALM L. And boast in triumph, when they see Tordhath spoke, the mighty God Their ill-got wealth increase,

Hath sent his summons all abroad, 7 Are yet unable from the grave From dawning light, till day declines: Their dearest friend to free;

The listening earth his voice hath heard, Nor cani, by force of bribes, reverse And he'from Sion bath appeard, Th' Almighty Lord's decree.

Where beauty in perfection shines. 8, 9 Their vain endeavours they must 3, 4 Our God shall come, and keep no

quit; The price is b. ld too high;

Misconstru'd silence, as before; No sums can purchase such a grant, But wasting flames before him send: That man should never die.

Around shall tempests fiercely rage, 10 Not wisdom can the wise exempt, Whilst he does heav'nand earth engage Nor fools their folly save;

His just tribunal to attend. But both must perish, and in death 5, 6 Assemble all my saints to me,

Their wealth to others leave. (Thus runs the great divine decree) 11 For though they think their stately That in my lasting cov'nant live, seats

And off'rings bring with constant care. Shall ne'er to ruin fall,

The heav'ns his justice shall declare; But their remembrance last in lands For God himself shall sentence give

Which by their names they call; 7, 8 Attend, my people; Israel, hear; 12 Yet shall their fame be soon forgot, Thy strong accuser I'll appear;

How great soe'er their state; Ťby God, thy only God, am í:
With beasts their memory, and they, "Tis not of offrings I complain,
Shall share one common fate. Which, daily in my temple slain,

My sacred altar did supply.
PART II.

9 Will this alone atonement make? 13 How great their folly is, who thus No bullock from thy stall I'U take, Absurd conclusions make!

Nor he-goat from thy fold accept : And yet their children, unreclaim'd, 10 The forest beasts, that range along, Repeat the gross mistake.

The cattle too, are all my own, 14 They all, like sheep to slaughter led, That on a thousand hills are kept.

The prey of death are made: 11 I know the fowls, that build their Their beauty, while the just rejoice,

nests Within the grave shall fade.

In craggy rocks; and savage beasts, 15 But God will yet redeem my soul; Thai loosely haunt the open fields:

And from the greedy grave 12 If seiz'd with hunger I could be, His greater pow'r shid set me free, I need not seek relief from thee, And to himself receive.

Since the world's mine, and all it 16 Then fear not thou, when worldly yields.

13 Think'st thou that I have any need In envy'd wealth abound;

On slaughter'd bulls and goats to feed, Nor though their prosp'rous house in To eat their flesh and drink their blood crease,

14 The sacrifices I require, With state and honour crown'd. Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, 17 For when they're sunmou'd hence And vows with strictest care made by death,

good. They leave all this behind;

15 In time of trouble call on me, No shadow of their former pomp

And I will set thee sase and free; Within the grave they find :

And thou returns of praiseshalt make 18 And yet they thought their state was 16 But to the wicked thus saith God: blest,

How dar'st thou teach my laws abroad, Caught in the fatt'rer's snare,

Or in thy mouth my cov'nant take? Who with their vanity comply'd, 17 For stubborn thou, confirm'd in sin,

And prais'd their worldly care. Hast proof against instruction been, 19 in their forefather's steps they tread; And of my word didst lightly speak:

And when, like them, they die, 18 When thou a subtle thief didst see, Their wretched ancestors and they 'Thou gladly with bim didst agree, la endless darkness lie.

And with adult'rers didst partake.

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19 Vile slander is their chief áelight; And thy free Spirit's firm support
Thy tongue, by envy mov'd, and spite, My fainting soul sustain.

Veceitful tales does hourly spread: 13 So I thy righteous ways
20 Thou dost with hateful scandals To sinners will impart;
wound

Whilst my advice shall wicked men
Thy brother, and with lies confound To thy just laws convert.

The offspring of thy mother's bed. 14 My guilt of blood remove,
21 These things didst thou, whom still My Saviour, and my God;
I strove

And my glad tongue shall loudly tell
To gain with silence, and with love, Thy righteous acts abroad.

Till thou didst wickedly surmise, 15 Do thou unlock my lips,
That I was such a one as thou;

With sorrow clos'd and shame;
But I'll reprove and shame thee now, So shall my mouth thy wondrous praiso

And set thy sins before thine eyes. To all the world pioclaim.
22 Mark this, ye wicked fools, lest I 16 Could sacrifice atone,
Let all my bólts of vengeance fly, Whole flocks and berds should die
Whilst none shall dare your cause to But on such offʻrings thou disdain's
Own:

To cast a gracious eye.
23 Who praises me, due bonour gives; 17 A broken spirit is
And to the man that justly lives, By God most highiy priz'd;
My strong salvation shall be shown. By him a broken contrite hear
PSALM LL.

Shall never be despis'd.
CAVE mercy, Lord, on me, 18 Let Sion favour find,

Of thy good will assurd;
Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt, And thy own city flourish long,
Thy wonted mercy find.

By lofty walls secur'd.
2, 3 Wash off my foul offence, 19 The just shall then attendo
And cleanse me from my sin;

And pleasing tribute pay;
For I confess my crime, and see And sacrifice of choicest kind
How great my guilt has been.

Upon thy altar lay.
4 Against thee, Lord, alone,

PSALM LII.
And only in thy sight,
Have I transgress'd; and, though con vain, O man of lawless might,

demnd,
Must own thy judgment right. Since God, the God in whom I trust,
5 In guilt each part was form’d

Vouchsafes his favour still.
Of all this sinful frame;

2 Thy wicked tongue doth sland Tous In guilt I was conceiv'd, and born

tales
The heir of sin and shame.

Maliciously devise;
6 Yet thou, whose searching eye And, sharper than a razor set,
Does inward truth require,

It wounds with treach'rous lies.
In secret didst with wisdom's laws 3, 4 Thy thoughts are more on ill than
My tender soul inspire.

good,
7 With hyssop purge me, Lord, On lies than truth, employ'd;
And so I clean shall be;

Thy tongue delights in words, by which
I shall with snow in whiteness vie, The guiltless are destroy'd.
When purify'd by thee.

15 God shall for ever blast thy hopes, 8 Make me to hear with joy

And snatch thee soon away;
Thy kind forgiving voice;

Nor in thy dwelling-place perinit,
That so the bones which thou hast Nor in the world, to stay.
broke

6 The just, with pious fear, shall see
May with fresh strength rejoice. Tbe downfall of thy pride;
9, 10 Blot out my crying sins, And at thy sudden ruin laugh,
Nor me in anger view :

And thus thy fall deride:
Create in me a heart that's clean, 7 "See there the man that haughty
An upright mind renew.

was,
PART II.

(Who proudly God defyd,
11 Withdraw not thou thy help, Who trusted in his wealth, and still
Nor cast me from thy sight;

On wicked arts rely'd.'
Nor let thy holy spirit take

8 But I am like those olive-plants Its everlasting Aight.

That shade God's temple round; 12 The joy thy favour gives,

And hope with his indulgent grace Let me again obtain;

To be for ever crown'd.

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9 So shall my soul, with praise, O God,13 Hark how the foe insults aloud! Extol thy wondrous love;

How fierce oppressors rage! And on thy name with patience wait; Whose sland'rous tongues, with wrath. For this thy saints approve.

ful hate, PSALM LIII.

Against my fame engage.
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HE wicked fools must sure suppose 4,5 My heart is rack'd with pain; my
That God is but a name;

soul
This gross mistake their practice shows, With deadly frights distress'd;
Since virrue all disclaim.

With fear and trembling compass'd 2 The Lord iook'd down from beav'n's round, high tow'r,

With horror quite oppress'd. The sons of men to view;

6 How often wish'd I then, that I To see if any own'd his pow'r,

The dove's swift wings could get; Or truth or justice knew.

That I might take my speedy flight, 3 But all, he saw, were backward gone, And seek a safe retreat.

Degen'rate growu and base; 7, 8 Then would I wander far from None for religion card, not one

hence, Of all the sinful race.

And in wild deserts stray, 4 Bat are those workers of deceit Till all this furious storm were spent, So dull and senseless grown,

This tempest past away. That they like bread my people eat,

PART II. And God's just pow'r disown? 5 Their causeless fear shall strangely

9 Destroy, O Lord, their ill designs,

Their counsels soon divide; grow;

For through the city my griev'd eyes And they, despis'd of God,

Have strife and rapine spy'd. Shall soon be foil'd; his hand shall throw

10 By day and night, on ev'ry wall Their shatter'd bones abroad.

They walk their constant round; 6 Would he his saving pow'r employ

And in the midst of all her strength To break our servile band,

Are grief and mischief found. Loud shouts of universal joy

11 Whoe'er through ev'ry part shall

roam, Should echo through the land.

Will fresh disorders meet;
PSALM LIV.

Deceit and Guile their constant posts ORD, save me, for thy glorious name,

Maintain in ev'ry street. To judge my cause ; accept my pray’r, -2 For 'twas not any

open foe

That false reflections made , And to my words give ear.

For then I could with ease have borne 3 Mere strangers, whom I never wrongd, To ruin me design'd;

The bitter things he said :

'Twas none who hatred had profess'd, And cruel men, that fear no God,

That did against me rise; Against my soul combin'd.

For then I had withdrawn myself 4,5 But God takes part with all my

From his malicious eyes. friends, And he's the surest guard;

13, 14 But 'twas e'en thou, my guide, The God of truth shall give my foes

my friend, Their falsehood's due reward;

Whom tend'rest love did join;

Whose sweet advice I valu'd most; 8 While I my grateful off"rings bring, And sacrifice with joy ;

Whose pray’rs were mix'd with mine. And in his praise my time to come

15 Sure vengeance, equal to their crimes,

Such traitors must surprise, Delightfully employ. 7 From dreadful danger and distress

And sudden death requite those ills The Lord hath set me free;

• They wickedly devise. Through him shall I of all my foes

16, 17 But I will call on God, who stil

Shall in my aid appear;
The just destruction see.
PSALM LV.
At morn, at noon, at night, I'll

pray; GXndeirien when I pray: LIVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth,

And he my voice shall bear.

PART IIL. Nor from thy kumule suppliant turn 18 God has releas'd my soul from those Thy glorious face away.

That did with me contend; 2 Atiend to this my sad complaint, And made a num'rous host of friends And hear my grievous moans ;

My righteous cause defend. While I my mournful case declare, 19 For he, who was my help of old, Withi artless sigbs and groane.

Shall now his suppliant hear;

Aud punish them whose prosp'rous state 12 To thee, O God, my vows are due ; Makes them no God to fear.

To thee I'll render praise. 20 Whom can I trust, if faithless men 13 Thou hast retriev'd my soul froga Perfidiously devise

death; To ruiy me, their peaceful friend, And thou wilt still secure

And break the strongest ties? The life thou hast so oft preservid, 21 Though soft and melting are their And make my footsteps sure: words,

14 And thus protected by thy pow's, Their hearts with war abound; I may this life enjoy ; Their speeches are more smooth than And in the service of my God oil,

My lengthen'd days employ. 22 Do thou, my soul, on God depends T on they protection

I depend;
And yet like swords they wound.

PSALM LVII.
And he shall thee sustain;
He aids the just,

whom to supplant And to thy wing for shelter haste, The wicked strive in vain.

Till this outrageous storm is pass'd. 23 My foes, that trade in lies and blood, 2 To thy tribunal, Lord, I fly, Shall all'untimely die;

Thou sov'reign Judge, and God most
Whilst I for health and length of days, high,
On thee, my God, rely.

Who wonders hast for me begun,
PSALM LVI.

And wilt not leave thy work undone. Dothon, o God, in mercy help; 3 From heav'n protect me by thine arm,

And shame all those who seek my harm; To crush me with repeated wrongs, To my relief thy mercy send, He daily strife renews.

And truth, on which my hopes depend. 2 Continually my spiteful foes 4 For I with savage men converse, To ruin me combine;

Like hungry lions wild and fierce ; Thou see'st, who sitt'st enthron’d on With men whose teeth are spears, their higb,

words What mighty numbers join. Envenom'd darts and two-edg'd swords. 3 But though sometimes surpris'd by 5 Be thou, O God, exalted high; fear,

And, as thy glory fills the sky, On danger's first alarm;

So let it be on earth display'd, Yet still for succour I depend Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. On thy Almighty arm.

6 To take me they their net prepard, A God's faithful promise I shall praise, And had almost my soul ensnard; On which I now rely ;.

But fell themselves, by just decree, In God I trust, and, trusting him, Into the pit they made for me. The arm of flesh 'defy.

7 O God, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent, 5 They wrest my words, and make them Its thankful tribute to present;. speak

And, with my heart, my voice í'll raise A sense they never meant;

To thee, my God, in songs of praise : Their thoughts are all,with restless spite, : Awake, my glory; harp and lute, On my destruction bent.

No longer let your strings be mute; 6 In close assemblies they combine, And I, my tuneful part to take, And wicked projects lay,

Will with the early dawn awake. They watch my steps, and lie in wait 9 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound To make my soul their prey.

To all the listning nations round; 7 Shall such injustice still escape? 10 Thy mercy highest heav'n transO righteous God, arise ;

cends; Let thy just wrath, too long provok'd, Thy truth beyond the clouds extende. This impious race chastise.

11 Be thou, o God, exalted high; 8 Tbou numb’rest all my steps, since And, as thy glory fills the sky, first

So let it be on earth display'd, I was compellid to fee;

Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. My very tears are treasur'd up,

PSALM LVIII. And register'd by thee.

the earth, 9 When therefore I invoke thy aid, If just your sentence bez

My foes shall be o'erthrown; Or must not innocence appeal For I am well assur'd ibat God

To heav'n from your decree? My righteous cause will own. 2 Your wicked hearts and judginents 10,11 rll trust God's word, and so despise are

The force that man san raise ; Alike by malice sway'd;

Your griping bands, by weighty bribes, While others through the clty range, To violence betray'd.

And ransack ev'ry street. 3 To virtue strangers, from the womb 7 Their throats.envenom'd slander Their infant steps went wrong ;

breathe; They prattled slander, and in lies Their tongues are sharpen'd swords; Employ'd their lisping tongue.

"Who hears? say they, or, hearing, 4 No serpent of parch'd Afric's breed

dares Does ranker poison bear;

"Reprove our lawless words?" The drowsy adder will as soon 8 But from thy throne thou shalt, O Unlock his sullen ear.

Lord, 5 Unmov'd by good advice, and deaf Their baffled plots deride; As adders they remain;

And soon to shame and scorn expose From whom the skilful charmer's voice Their boasted heathen pride. Can no attention gain.

9'On thee I wait; 'tis on thy strength 6 Defeat, O God, their threat'ning rage, For succour I depend;

And timely hreak their pow'r; 'Tis thou, O God, art my defence, Disarm these growling lions' jaws,

W only can defend. E’er practisd to devour.

10 Thy mercy, Lord, which has so of 7 Let now their insolence, at height, From danger set me free, Like ebbing tides be spent ;

Shall crown my wishes, and subdue Their shiver'd darts deceive their aim, My haughty foes to me.

When they their bow have bent. 11 Destroy them not, O Lord, at once; & Like snails let them dissolve to slime; Restrain thy vengeful blow; Like hasty births, become

Lest we, ungratefully, too soon Unworthy to behold the sun,

Forget their overthrow. And dead within the womb. Disperse them through the nation 9 E'er thorns can make the flesh-pots

round boil,

By thy avenging pow'r; Tempestrous wrath shall come Do thou bring down their haughty From God, and snatch them hence alive pride, To their eternal doom.

O Lord, our shield and tow'r. 10 The righteous shall rejoice to see 12 Now, in the height of all their hopes, Their crimes with vengeance meet;

Their arrogance chastise ; And saints in persecutor's blood Whose tongues have sinn'd without reShall dip their harmless feet.

straint, 11 Transgressors then with grief sha!! And curses join'd with lies.

13 Nor shalt thou, whilst their race enJust men rewards obtain;

dures; And own a God, whose justice will

Thine anger, Lord, suppress; The guilty earth arraign.

That distant lands, by their just doom,
PSALM LIX.

May Israel's God confess.
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ELIVER me, O Lord, my God,

14 At ev'ning let them still persist From all my spiteful foes;

Like growling dogs to meet, In my defence oppose thy pow'r

Still wander all the city round, To theirs, who me oppose.

And traverse ev'ry street. 2 Preserve me from a wicked race,

15 Then, as for malice now they do, Who make a trade of ill;

For hunger let them stray; Protect me from remorseless men,

And yell their vain complaints aloud, Who seek my blood to spill.

Defeated of

their prey. 3 They lie in wait, and mighty pow'rs 16 Whilst early I thy mercy sing, Against my life combine,

Thy wondrous pow'r confess; Implacable; yet, Lord, thou know'st, For thou hast been my sure defence, For no offence of mine.

My refuge in distress. 4 In haste they run about, and watch 17 To thee, with never-ceasing praise, My guiltless life to take;

O God, my strength, I'll sing ; Look down, O Lord, on my distress, Thou art my God, the rock from And to my help awake.

whence
5 Thou, Lord of Hosts, and Israel's God, My health and safety spring.
Their heathen rage suppress;

PSALM LX.
Relentless vengeance take on those
Who stubboruly transgress.

O :

Forsaking those who left thee first 6 At ev'ning, to beset my house, As we thy just displeasure moura,

Like growling dogs they meet; To us, in mercy, Lord, retum.

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