4 Thus in thy sacred courts, will I
My cheerful thanks express;
In presence of thy saints perform
The vows of my distress.

5 The meek companions of my grief
Shall find my table spread;

And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

6 Then shall the glad converted world
To God their homage pay;
And scatter'd nations of the earth
One sovereign Lord obey.

7 'Tis his supreme prerogative
O'er all mankind to reign;

'Tis just that he should rule the world,
Who does the world sustain.

8 The rich, who are with plenty fed,
His bounty must confess;

The sons of want, by him relieved,
Their generous patron bless.

9 With humble worship to his throne
They all for aid resort;

That power, which first their being gave,
Alone can them support.

10 Then shall a chosen spotless race,
Devoted to his Name,

To their adoring sons his truth
And glorious acts proclaim.

THE

From the xxiii. Psalm of David.

Lord himself, the mighty Lord,
Vouchsafes to be my guide;

The shepherd, by whose constant care
My wants are all supplied.

2 In tender grass he makes me feed,
And gently there repose;

Then leads me to cool shades, and where
Refreshing water flows.

3 He does my wandering soul reclaim,
And, to his endless praise,
Instruct with humble zeal to walk
In his most righteous ways.
4 I pass the gloomy vale of death,
From fear and danger free;
For there his aiding rod and staff
Defend and comfort me.

5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love
Through all my life extend,
That life to him I will devote,
And in his temple spend.

THE

From the xxiv. Psalm of David.

HE spacious earth is all the Lord's,
The Lord's her fulness is;

The world, and they that dwell therein,
By sovereign right are his.

2 He framed and fix'd it on the seas;
And his almighty hand

Upon inconstant floods has made

The stable fabric stand.

3 But for himself, this Lord of all
One chosen seat design'd;

O who shall to that sacred hill
Deserved admittance find?

4 The man whose hands and heart are pure, Whose thoughts from pride are free; Who honest poverty prefers

To gainful perjury.

5 This, this is he, on whom the Lord

Shall shower his blessings down;

Whom God, his Saviour, shall vouchsafe With righteousness to crown.

6 Such is the race of saints, by whom
The sacred courts are trod;
And such the proselytes that seek
Thy face, O Jacob's God.

7 Erect your heads, eternal gates;
Unfold, to entertain

The King of glory: see! he comes
With his celestial train.

8 Who is the King of glory? who?
The Lord, for strength renown'd;
In battle mighty; o'er his foes
Eternal victor crown'd.

9 Erect your heads, ye gates; unfold, In state to entertain

The King of glory: see! he comes
With all his shining train.

10 Who is the King of glory? who?
The Lord of hosts renown'd;
Of glory he alone is King
Who is with glory crown'd.

From the xxv. Psalm of David.

TO God, in whom I trust,
I lift my heart and voice:
O let me not be put to shame,
Nor let thy foes rejoice.

2 Those who on thee rely,

Let no disgrace attend;

Be that the shameful lot of such

As wilfully offend.

3 To me thy truth impart,

And lead me in thy way:

For thou art he that brings me help,
On thee I wait all day.

4 Thy mercies and thy love,
O Lord, recall to mind;
And graciously continue still,
As thou wert ever, kind.
5 Let all my youthful crimes
Be blotted out by thee;

And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake,
In mercy think on me.

6 His mercy and his truth

The righteous Lord displays,
In bringing wandering sinners home,
And teaching them his ways.

7 He those in justice guides
Who his direction seek;
And in his sacred paths shall lead
The humble and the meek.

8 Through all the ways of God
Both truth and mercy shine,
To such as, with religious hearts,
To his blest will incline.
9 Since mercy is the grace

That most exalts thy fame,
Forgive my heinous sin, O Lord,
And so advance thy Name.

10 Whoe'er, with humble fear,
To God his duty pays,

Shall find the Lord a faithful guide,

In all his righteous ways.

11 For God to all his saints

His secret will imparts,

And does his gracious covenant write
In their obedient hearts.

12 To Israel's chosen race

Continue ever kind;

And, in the midst of all their wants,
Let them thy succour find.

From the xxvi. Psalm of David.*

JUDGE me, O Lord, for I the paths
Of righteousness have trod;
I shall not fail, who all my trust
Repose on thee, my God.

2 I'll wash my hands in innocence,
And round thine altar go;

Pour the glad hymn of triumph thence,
And thence thy wonders show.

3 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell
How thy renown excels;

That seat affords me most delight,
In which thine honour dwells.

From the xxvii. Psalm of David.

WHOM should I fear, since God to me

Is saving health and light?

Since strongly he my life supports,
What can my soul affright?

2 Henceforth within his house to dwell
I earnestly desire;

His wondrous beauty there to view,
And of his will inquire.

3 For there I may with comfort rest,
In times of deep distress;

And safe, as on a rock, abide

In that secure recess.

4 When us to seek thy glorious face Thou kindly dost advise;

Extract from the Journal of the General Convention, 1832. Resolved, As the sense and declaration of this Convention, that so much of the rubrics in the Form of Consecration of a Church or Chapel as requires the singing of 'Psalm 26, verses 6, 7, and 8,' will hereafter be duly complied with by singing verses 2 and 3, in the selection from the 26th Psalm, included in the Psalms in Metre authorized by these resolutions to be set forth.