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PSA L M I. row bleft is he, who ne'er consents
by ill Advice to walk;
Nor stands in Sinner's Ways, nor fits where Men profanely talk! 2 But makes the perfect Law of God
his Business and Delight ; Devoutly reads therein by Day,
And meditates by Night. 3 Like some fair_Tree, which, fed by Streams,
with timely Fruit does bend,
all bis Designs attend.
no lasting Root shall find; Untimely blasted, and dispers'd
like Chaff before the Wind. 5 Their Guilt Thall strike the Wicked dumi
before the Judge's Face: No formal Hypocrite shall then
amongst the Saints have Place. 6 For God approves the just Man's Ways,
to Happiness they tend ; But Sinners, and the Paths they tread, shall both in Ruin end.
PSA L M IV.
Thou still redeem'st me from Distress,
have Mercy, Lord, and hear.
to bot my Fame, devise?
and ipread malicious Lies?
is God's peculiar Choice; And when io him I make my Pray'r,
he always hears my Voice. 4 Then stand in Awe of his Commands,
flee ev'ry Thing that's ill; Commune in Private with your Hearts,
and bend them to his Will. 5 The Piace of other Sacrifice
lec Righteous ess luppiy And let your Hope, tecurely fixt,
on God alone rely.
PSA L M VIII. io
Thou to whom all Creatures bow
within this earthly Frame; Thro' all the World how great art thou!
how glorious is thy Name! 2 In Heav'n thy wond'rous Acts are sung,
nor fully reckond there; And yet thou mak'At the Infant-Tongue
thy boundless Praise declare. 3 Thro' thee the Weak confound the Strong,
and crush their haughty Foes; And so thou quell'st the wicked Throng,
that thee and thine oppose.
4 When Heav'n,thy beauteous Work on high,
employs my wond'ring Sight;
With Stars of feebler Light; 5 What's Man, O Lord, that thus thou lov'ft
to keep him in thy Mind? Or what his Offspring, that thou prov'ft
to them so wond'rous kind 6 Him next in Pow'r thou didft create
to thy celestial Train; Ordain'd with Dignity and State,
o'er all thy Works to reign. 7 Othou to whom all Creatures bow
within this earthly Frame, Thro' all the World how great art thou ! how glorious is thy Name!
PSALM IX. I То
O celebrate thy Praise, O Lord,
I will my Heart prepare ;
thy wond'rous Works declare.
exalted Pleasures bring; Whilft to thy Name, thou most High!
triumphant Praise I sing. 3 All those who have his Goodness proy'd
will in his Truth confide; Whofe Mercy ne'er forlook the Man,
that on his Help rely'd. 4 Sing Praises therefore to the Lord, from Sion his Abode;
Proclaim his Deeds, 'till all the World
confess no other God.
PSA L M XI. 1 THE Lord hath both a Temple here,
and righteous Throne above; Where he lurveys the Sons of Men,'
and how their Counsels move. 2 If God, the Righteous, whom he loves,
for Trial does correct;
whom he abhors, expect ? 3 Snares, Fire, and Brimstone, on their Heads
fall in one Tempest show'r ; This dreadful Mixture his Revenge
into their Cup shali pour. 4 The righteous Lord will righteous Deeds
with signal Favour grace ; And to the upright Man disclose
the Brightness of his Face.
PSA L M XII.
do thou my Cause defend;
one just and faithful Friend. 2 One Neighbour now can scarce believe
what t'other doth impart : With flatt’ring Lips they all deceive,
and with a double Heart. 3 But Lips that with Deceit abound,
can never prosper long;
God's righteous Vengeance will confound
the proud blaspheming Tongue. 4 For God, who hears the suff ring Poor,
and their Oppression knows, Will soon arise and give them Rest,
in Spite of all their Foes.
shall reach its purpos’d End;
he ever shall defend.
nor know which Way to fly; When those whom they despis'd and vex'd,
shall be advanc'd on High.
PSA L M XIII.
Must I for ever mourn ?
oh! never to return ?
beneath thy Mercy's Wing, Thy saving Health will come, and then
my Heart with Joy fhall spring, 3 Then shall my Song, with Praise inspir'd, ,
to thee, my God, ascend; · Who, to thy Servant in Distress
such Bounty didft extend.
PSA L M XIV. SURE, wicked Fools must needs fuppose that God is Nothing but a Name;