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PSALM 2.

ATTEND, O earth, whilst I declare

God's uncontroul'd decree;

"Thou art my son, this day my heir
"Have I begotten thee.

2" Ask and receive thy full demands;
"Thine shall the heathen be;
"The utmost limits of the land
"Shall be possess'd by thee."

3 Appease the Son with due respect,
Your timely homage pay;
Lest he revenge the bold neglect,
Incens'd by your delay.

4 If but in part his anger rise,
Who can endure the flame?

Then blest are they whose hope relies . On his most holy name.

PSALM 4.

1 STAND ye in awe of God's commands, Flee ev'ry thing that's ill;

Commune in private with your hearts,
And bend them to his will.

2 The place of other sacrifice
Let righteousness supply;

And let your hope, securely fix'd,
On God alone rely.

3 While worldly minds impatient grow
More prosp'rous times to see,

Still let the glories of thy face
Shine brightly, Lord, on me.

4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory; as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

PSALM 5.

1 LORD, hear the voice of my complaint, Accept my secret pray'r;

To thee alone, my King, my God,
Will I for help repair.

2 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
And with the dawning day

To thee devoutly I'll look up,

To thee devoutly pray.

3 0 let all those who trust in thee
With shouts their joy proclaim;
Let them rejoice whom thou preserv❜st,
And all that love thy name.

4 To righteous men the righteous Lord
His blessings will extend,

And with his favour all his saints,

As with a shield defend.

PSALM 8.

1 Thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world how great art thou! How glorious is thy name!

2 When heav'n, thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wand'ring sight;

The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light;

3 What's man, (say I,) that, Lord, thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind?

Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st
To them so wond'rous kind?

4 Him next in pow'r thou didst create
To thy celestial train ;
Ordain'd with dignity and state
O'er all thy works to reign.

5 They jointly own his pow'rful sway;
The beasts that prey or graze;
The bird that wings its airy way;
The fish that cuts the seas.

6 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

Thro' all the world how great art thou!
How glorious is thy name!

PSALM 8. OLD VERSION.

1 God our Lord, how wonderful
Are thy works ev'ry where!

Thy fame surmounts in dignity
The highest heav'ns that are.

2 Ev'n by the mouth of sucking babes
Thou wilt confound thy foes;
For in those babes thy might is seen,
Thy graces they disclose.

3 And when I see the heav'ns above,
The work of thine own hand,
The sun, the moon, and all the stars,
In order as they stand;

4 Lord, what is man, that thou of him
Tak'st such abundant care!

Or what the Son of Man, whom thou
To visit dost not spare!

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PSALM 9.

O celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
I will my heart prepare;

To all the list'ning world thy works,
Thy wond'rous works, declare.

2 The thought of them shall to my soul
Exalted pleasure bring;

Whilst to thy name, O thou most high,
Triumphant praise I sing.

3 All those who have his goodness prov'd,
Will in his truth confide;
Whose mercy ne'er forsook 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.

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PSALM 15.

LORD, who's the happy man that may
To thy blest courts repair?

Not, stranger-like, to visit them,
But to inhabit there?

2 'Tis he, whose ev'ry thought and deed
By rules of virtue moves;

Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak
The thing his heart disproves.

3 Who never did a slander forge
His neighbour's fame to wound;
Nor hearken to a false report
Nor malice whisper'd round.

4 Who to his plighted vows and trust
Hath ever firmly stood;

And, though he promise to his loss,
He makes his promise good.

5 The man, who by this steady course
Has happiness insur'd,

When earth's foundation shakes, shall stand, By Providence secur❜d.

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PSALM 16.

Y soul shall ever bless the Lord,
Whose precepts give me light,

And private counsel still afford
In sorrow's dismal night.

2 I strive each action to approve

To his all-seeing eye;

No dangers shall my hopes remove,
Because he still is nigh.

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