2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest,
Where unborn nature grew;
Thy wisdom all my features trac'd,
And all my members drew.

3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd
The growth of every part,

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Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had
Was copy'd by thine art.

Heaven, earth and sea, and fire and wind,
Shew me thy wondrous skill;
But I review myself, and find

Diviner wonders still.

5 Thy awful glories round me shine,
My flesh proclaims thy praise;
Lord, to thy works of nature join
Thy miracles of grace.

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PSALM 139.-3d Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 14, 17, 18. The mercies of God innu

merable.

An evening Psalm.

LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er
They strike me with surprise;

Not all the sands that spread the shore
To equal numbers rise.

2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands,
The product of thy skill:

And hourly blessings from thy hands
Thy thoughts of love reveal.

5 These on my heart by night I keep;
How kind, how dear to me!

O may the hour that ends my sleep,
Still find my thoughts with thee!

mmmw

PSALM 141.-L. M. [*]

Ver. 2-5. Watchfulness and brotherly reproof. A morning or evening Psalm.

1

Mike in incense in thy house;

God, accept my early vows,

And let my nightly worship rise,
Sweet as the evening sacrifice.

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,
From every rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread
The guilty path where sinners lead.
3 O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite and reprove my wandering way!
Their gentle words, like ointinent, shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
4 When

behold them press'd with grief,
I'll cry to heaven for their relief:
And, by my warm petitions, prove,
How much I prize their faithful love.
PSALM 142.-C. M. [b]

God is the hope of the helpless.
God I made my sorrows known,

1T From God 1 sought relief;

In long coinplaints before his throne
I pour'd out all my grief.

2 My soul was overwhelm'd with wees,
My heart began to break;
My God, who all my burdens knows,
He knows the way I take.

S On every side I cast mine eye,
And found my helpers gone;

While friends and strangers pass'd me by,
Neglected and unknown.

4 Then did I raise a louder cry,
And call'd thy mercy near,
"Thou art my portion when I die,
"Be thou my refuge here."

5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low;
Now let thine ear attend;

And make my foes who vex me, know
I've an almighty Friend.

6 From my sad prison set me free,
Then shall I praise thy name;
And holy men shall join with me
Thy kindness to proclaim.

PSALM 143.-L. M. [b]

Complaint of heavy afflictions of mind and body'

1

MY righteous Judge, my gracious God,

Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succour from thy throne: O make thy truth and mercy known... 2 Let judgment not against me pass; Behold thy servant pleads thy grace: Should justice call us to thy bar, No man alive is guiltless there. S Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burden me; Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long bury'd and forgot. I dwell in darkness and unseen, My heart is desolate within; My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. 5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To hear my sinking spirits up;

I stretch my hands to God again,
And thirst, like parched lands, for rain.
6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn;
When will thy smiling face return?
Shall all my joys on earth remove?
And God forever hide his love?

My God, thy long delay to save
Will sink thy prisoner to the grave:
My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye;
Make haste to help before I die.

8 The night is witness to my tears,
Distressing pains, distressing fears;
O might I hear thy morning voice,
How would my wearied powers rejoice.
9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh,
And lift my weary soul on high;
For thee sit waiting all the day,
And wear the tiresome hours away.

10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show
Which is the path my feet should go;
If snares and foes beset the road,
I flee to hide me near my God.

11 Teach me to do thy holy will,
And lead me to thy heavenly hill;
Let the good spirit of thy love
Conduct me to thy courts above,

12 Then shall my soul no more complain,
The tempter then shall rage in vain;
And flesh, that was my foe before,
Shall never vex my spirit more.

PSALM 144.-1st Part. C. M. [*] Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare.

Ver. 1, 2.

1 FOR

NOREVER blessed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my shield;

He sends his spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.

2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care,
Instructs me to the heavenly fight,
And guards me through the war.

3 A friend and helper so divine

Doth my weak courage raise;

He makes the glorious victory mine,
And his shall be the praise.

PSALM 144.-2d Part

C. M. [b]

Ver. 3-6. The ranily of man, and condescension of God.

ORD, what is man, poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first!

His life a shadow, light and vain,

Still hastening to the dust!

20 what is feeble, dying man,

Or any of his race,

That God should make it his concern

To visit him with grace!

3 That God, who darts his lightnings downz Who shakes the worlds above,

And mountains tremble at his frown,
How wondrous is his love!