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Corrupt and lewd their Practice grows, no Breaft is warm'd with holy Flame. 2 The Lord look'd down from Heav'n's high and all the Sons of Men did view, (Tow'r, To fee if any own'd his Pow'r,

if any Truth or Justice knew.

3 But all, he faw, were gone afide,
all were degen'rate grown and bafe;
None took Religion for their Guide,
not one of all the finful Race.

4 How will they tremble then for Fear,
when his juft Wrath fhall them o'ertake?
For, to the Righteous, God is near,
and never will their Cause forfake.
5 Ill Men in vain with Scorn expose

those Methods which the Good purfue; Since God a Refuge is for those,

whom his juft Eyes with Favour view.” 6 Would he his faving Pow'r employ, to break his People's fervile Band! Then Shouts of universal Joy fhould loudly echo thro' the Land.

PSALM XV.

I LORD, who's the happy Man that may to thy bleft Courts repair?

Not, Stranger-like, to vifit them,

but to inhabit there?

2 'Tis he whofe ev'ry Thought and Deed by Rules of Virtue moves;

Whofe gen'rous Tongue difdains to speak the Thing his Heart difproves.

3. Who never did a Slander forge,
his Neighbour's Fame to wound;
Or hearken to a false Report,
by Malice wifper'd round.

4 Who Vice, in all its Pomp and Pow'r,
can treat with just Negle&;

And Piety, tho' cloth'd in Rags,
religiously refpect.

5 Who to his plighted Vows and Truft
has ever firmly food;

And tho' he promnife to his Lofs, he makes his Promise good.

6 The Man, who by this fteady Course

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PSALM XVI.

Strive each Action to approve
to God's all-feeing Eye;

No Danger fhall my Hopes remove,
because he still is nigh.

2 Therefore my Heart all Grief defies, my Glory does rejoice;

My Flesh thall reft in Hope to rife, wak'd by his pow'rful Voice.

3 Thou, Lord, when I refign my Breath,
my Soul from Hell fhalt free;

Nor let thy Holy-One in Death
The leaft Corruption fee.

4 Thou shalt the Paths of Life display,

which to thy Presence lead;

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Where Pleasures dwell without Allay,
and Joys that never fade.

PSALM XVII.

I ARISE, O Lord, defeat their Plots,
their fwelling Rage controul;

From wicked Men, who are thy Sword,
deliver thou my Soul.

2 From worldly Men, thy fharpest Scourge,
whole Portion's here below;

Who, fill'd with earthly Stores, afpire
no other Blifs to know.

3 Their Race is num'rous, that partake
their Subitance while they live:

Their Heirs furvive, to whom they may
the vait Remainder give.

4 But I, in Uprightness, thy Face
fhall view without Controul:

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And, waking, fhail its Image find
reflected in my Soul.

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PSALM XVIII.

O Change of Times fhall ever shock my firm Affection, Lord, to thee; For thou haft always been a Rock,

a Fortrefs and Defence to me. 2 Thou my Deliv'rer art, my God; my Truft is in thy mighty Pow'r: Thou art my Shield from Foes abroad, At Home my Safe-guard and my Tow'r. PSALM

PSALM XVIII. P. 2

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HEN God arofe to take my Part, the confcious Earth did quake for Fear; From their firm Pofts the Hills did start, nor could his dreadful Fury bear. 2 Thick Clouds of Smoke difpers'd abroad, Enfigns of Wrath before him came; Devouring Fire around him glow'd, that Coals were kindled at its Flame. 3 He left the beauteous Realms of Light, whilft Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head; Beneath his Feet fubftantial Night, was, like a fable Carpet, fpread.

4 The Chariot of the King of Kings,
which active Troops of Angels drew,
On a ftrong Tempeft's rapid Wings,
with most amazing Swiftnefs flew.
5 Black wat❜ry Mifts and Clouds confpir'd
with thickest Shades his Face to veil;
But at his Brightness foon retir'd,

and fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail. 6 Thro' Heav'n's wide Archa thund'ring Peal, God's angry Voice did loudly roar: While Earth's fad Face, with Heaps of Hail, and Flakes of Fire, was cover'd o'er.

7 His tharpen'd Arrows round he threw,
which made his scatter'd Foes retreat;
Like Darts his nimble Light'ning flew,
and quickly finish'd their Defeat.
8 The Deep its fecret Stores difclos'd;
the World's Foundations naked lay,
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By his avenging Wrath expos'd,
which fiercely rag'd that dreadful Day.

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HE Lord defcended from above,
and bow'd the Heav'ns high:

And underneath his Feet he caft
the Darknels of the Sky.

2 On Cherubs and on Cherubims
full royally he rode:

And on the Wings of mighty Winds
came flying all abroad.

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'HE Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord,
which that alone can fill;

The Firmament and Stars express
their great Creator's Skill.

2 The Dawn of each returning Day
freth Beams of Knowledge brings:
From darkest Night's fucceffive Rounds
divine inftruction fprings.

3 Their pow'rful Language to no Realm or Region is confin'd:

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'Tis Nature's Voice, and understood

alike by all Mankind.

Their Doctrine does its facred Senfe 'Thro' Earth's Extent difplay ;.

Whose bright Contents the circling Sun does round the World convey..

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