s When heav'n, thy beauteous work on Employs my wond'ring sight, [high, The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light.

4 What's man, O Lord, that Thou should'st To keep him in thy mind? [love Man's offspring what, that Thou should'st To them so wond'rous kind? [prove

5 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame,

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

PSALM IX. C. M.

[Thou!

1 To 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 relied.

4 Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord,
From Sion, His abode;

Proclaim His deeds, till all the world
Confess no other God.

1 O LORD, arise and help thy Church!
Behold, the godly cease,

Justice declines; the faithful fail;
Iniquities increase.

2 Proud in their blasphemies and sins,
In vanities and lies,
They dare insult thy holy word,
Thy sacred truths despise.

3 But Lord, salvation is with Thee,
Nor shall thy foes prevail.

Thy word of promise stands confess'd,
Thy Church shall never fail.

4 Thou Lord, wilt ever keep thy saints,
Their cause Thou mak'st thy own:
The faith, that's built upon thy word
Shall ne'er be overthrown.

PSALM XIII.

C. M.

1 How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord? Must I for ever mourn?

How long wilt Thou withdraw from me,
Oh! never to return?

2 How long shall anxious thoughts my soul,
And grief my heart oppress?
How long mine enemies insult,
And I have no redress?

3 Since I have always plac'd my trust
Beneath thy mercy's wing,

Thy saving health will come, and then
My heart with joy shall spring:

4 Then shall my song, with praise inspir'd
To Thee, my God, ascend;
Who to thy servant in distress
Such bounty did'st extend.

PSALM XV. 7s.

1 WHO shall to thy chosen seat
Turn in glad approach his feet?
Who, great God, a welcome guest,
On thy hallow'd mountain rest?

2 He whose heart thy love hath warm'd
He whose will, to thine conform'd,
Bids his life unsullied run:

He whose thought and word are one;

3 He who ne'er with cruel aim
Seeks to wound an honest fame;
Nor, with gloomy joy possess'd,
Can a brother's peace molest:

4 Who from foolish boasting free,
Turns his lowly heart to Thee,
And to each who Thee obeys
Love and cheerful rev'rence pays.

5 He who thus, with zeal unfeign'd,
Treads the path by Thee ordain'd;
He, great God, shall own thy care,
And thy constant blessing share.

PSALM XVI.

C. M.

1 My lot is fall'n in that blest land
Where God is truly known;
He fills my cup with lib'ral hand;
"Tis He supports the throne.

2 Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord,
Whose precepts give me light,
And private counsel still afford
In sorrow's bitter night.

3 I strive each action to approve
To His all-seeing eye;

No danger shall my hopes remove,
Because He still is nigh.

4 Therefore my heart all grief defies,
My glory does rejoice;

My flesh shall rest in hope to rise,
Wak'd by His pow'rful voice.

PSALM XVIII.

C. M.

1 WHEN sore beset with pain and grief, I pray'd to God for grace;

And He forthwith heard my complaint,
Out of His holy place.

2 The Lord descended from above,
And bow'd the heav'ns most high;
And underneath His feet He cast
The darkness of the sky.

3 On Cherub and on Cherubim
Full royally He rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds,
Came flying all abroad.

4 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
All glory be therefore;
As in beginning, was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

PSALM XIX. L. M.

1 THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
Their Great Original proclaim.

2 Th' unwearied sun from day to day,
Doth his Creator's power display,
And publishes to ev'ry land
The work of an Almighty hand.

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