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3. Their powerful language to no realm
Or region is confined;
Alike by all mankind.
Through earth's extent display;
Does round the world convey.
His ceaseless course he goes; And, through his progress, cheerful light
And vital warmth bestows.
1 God's perfect law converts the soul,
Reclaims from false desires; With sacred wisdom his sure word
The ignorant inspires. 2 The statutes of the Lord are just,
And bring sincere delight; His pure commands, in search of truth,
Assist the feeblest sight.
On sure foundations laid;
Of truth and justice weigh’d;
Or gold refined with skill;
That from the comb distil.
And friendly warnings give: Divine rewards attend on those
Who by thy precepts live.
He does from virtue fall?
Thou God that know'st them all!
7 Let no presumptuous sin, O Lord,
Dominion have o'er me;
The great transgression flee.
With thy acceptance blest; And I, secure on thy defence, My strength and Saviour, rest.
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Fram the xx. Psalm of David.
And hear us in distress;
Our cause from Sion bless!
2 May he accept our vow,
Our sacrifice receive,
Our holy wishes give! 3 O Lord, thy saving grace
We joyfully declare;
" The Lord fulfil our prayer !!! 4 Now know we that the Lord
His chosen will defend:
And will their prayer attend. 5 Some earthly succour trust,
But we in God's right hand:
We rise, and upright stand. 6 Still save us, Lord; and still
Thy servants deign to bless :
MWGod, my God, why leavist thou me
And from my loud complaint? ? 2 Lo! I am treated like a worm,
Like none of human birth;
But made the rabble's mirth.
My agonies survey;
And thus deriding say:
That he was Heaven's delight;
And own his favourite."
When trouble is so nigh;
Alone I can rely.
1 LIKE water is my life pour'd out,
My joints are out of frame;
Like wax before the flame.
My tongue is parch'd with drought; And to the dismal shades of death
My fainting soul is brought.
In wicked counsel meet;
They pierced my harmless feet.
4 My body's rack'd, till all my bones
Distinctly may be told; Yet such a spectacle of wo
As pastime they behold. 5 As spoil, my garments they divide,
Lots for my vesture cast:Therefore, O leave me not, my God,
But to my succour hasté.
1 LORD, to my brethren I'll declare
The triumphs of thy Name; In presence of assemõled saints
Thy glory thus proclaim: 2“Ye worshippers of Jacob's God,
All you of Israel's line, O praise the Lord, and to your praise
Sincere obedience join.
To cast a gracious eye;
But hears its humble cry.”'
My cheerful thanks express;
The vows of my distress.
Shall find my table spread;
With joys immortal fed.
To God their homage pay;
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;
Their generous patron bless.
They all for aid resort; That power, which first their being gave,
Alone can them support.
Devoted to his Name,
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THE Lord himself, the mighty Lord,
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.
And, to his endless praise,
In his most righteous ways.
From fear and danger free;
Defend and comfort me.
6 Since God doth thus his wondrous love
Through all my life extend,