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PSALM 137. SECOND PART. S. M.

LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode ;

The church our blest Redeemer saved

With his own precious blood.

2 I love thy church, O God!

Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.

3 If e'er to bless thy sons

My voice or hands deny,

These hands let useful skill forsake,
This voice in silence die.

4 If e'er my heart forget

Her welfare, or her woe,
Let every joy this heart forsake,
And every grief o'erflow.

5 For her my tears shall fall;

For her my prayers ascend:

To her my cares and toils be given,
"Till toils and cares shall end.

6 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways;

Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.

7 Jesus, thou friend divine,

Our Saviour, and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliverance bring.

8 Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given

The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

PSALM 138. L. M.

ITH all my powers of heart and tongue
I'll praise my Maker in my song:

Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord;
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
Not all the works and names below,
So much thy power and glory show.
3 To God I cried when troubles rose;
He heard me and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears control,

And strength diffused through all my soul.
4 The God of heaven maintains his state,
Frowns on the proud and scorns the great;
But from his throne descends to bless
The humble souls that trust his grace.
5 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.

6 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows and from sins;
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.

Lo

PSALM 139. FIRST PART. L. M.

ORD, thou hast searched and seen me
through;

Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rising and my resting hours,

My heart and flesh, with all their powers.

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known;

He knows the words I mean to speak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.
3 Within thy circling power I stand,
On every side I find thy hand:
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.
4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My soul, with all the powers I boast,
Is in the boundless prospect lost.
5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest;
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.

PSALM 139. SECOND PART. L. M.

COULD I so false, so faithless prove,
To quit thy service and thy love,
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,
Or from thy dreadful glory run?

2 If up to heaven I take my flight,

"Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light:
Or plunge to hell, there justice reigns,
And Satan groans beneath thy chains.

3 If mounted on a morning ray
I fly beyond the western sea,
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.

4 Or should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night,
One glance of thine, one piercing ray
Would kindle darkness into day.
5 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes;

Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades, as blazing noon. 6 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 7 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there.

PSALM 139. THIRD PART. L. M.

MY

Y God, what inward grief I feel,
When impious men transgress thy will;
I mourn to hear their lips profane,
Take thy tremendous name in vain.
2 Does not my soul detest and hate
The sons of malice and deceit ?
Those that oppose thy laws and thee,
I count for enemies to me.

3 Lord, search my soul, try every thought;
Though my own heart accuse me not
Of walking in a false disguise,

I beg the trial of thine eyes.

4 Doth secret mischief lurk within?
Do I indulge some unknown sin?
Oh turn my feet whene'er I stray,
And lead me in thy perfect way.

PSALM 139. FOURTH PART. C. M.

IN all my vast concerns with thee,
In vain my soul would try

To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee
The notice of thine eye.

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,

My public walks, my private ways
And secrets of my breast.

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord
Before they're formed within;

And ere my lips pronounce the word,
He knows the sense I mean.

4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high,
Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie,
Enclosed on every side.

5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.

PSALM 139. FIFTH PART. C. M.

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.

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

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

PRO

PSALM 140. C. M.

ROTECT us, Lord, from fatal harm;
Behold our rising woes;

We trust alone thy powerful arm,

To scatter all our foes.

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