4 Their doctrine does its sacred sense Through earth's extent display; Whose bright contents the circling sun Does round the world convey.

PART 2.

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.

3 His perfect worship here is fix'd,
On sure foundations laid;
His equal laws are in the scales
Of truth and justice weigh'd.

4 Of more esteem than golden mines,
Or gold refin'd with skill;

More sweet than honey, or the drops
That from the comb distil.

5 My trusty counsellors they are,
And friendly warnings give;
Divine rewards attend on those
Who by thy precepts live.

1 THE Lord to thy request attend, And hear thee in distress:

The name of Jacob's God defend,
And grant thy arms success.

2 To aid thee from on high repair,
And strength from Sion give:
Remember all thy off'rings there,
Thy sacrifice receive.

3 To compass thy own heart's desire,
Thy counsels still direct;
Make kindly all events conspire
To bring them to effect.

4 To thy salvation, Lord, for aid
We cheerfully repair,

With banners in thy name display'd "The Lord accept our prayer.'

5 Our hopes are fix'd, that now the Lord
Our sovereign will defend;
From heav'n resistless aid afford,
And to his pray'r attend.

PSALM 23.

1 THE Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide;

The shepherd, by whose constant care
My wants are all supply'd.

2 In tender grass he makes me feed,
And gently there repose;

Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water flows.

3 He does my wand'ring soul reclaim,
And, to his endless praise,
Instruct with humble zeal to walk
In his most righteous ways.

4 Since God doth thus his wond'rous love
Thro' all my life extend,
That life to him I will devote,
And in his temple spend.

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1 MY

PSALM 23. OLD VERSION.

Y shepherd is the living Lord,
Nothing therefore I need :

In pastures fair, near pleasant streams,
He setteth me to feed.

2 He shall convert and glad my soul,
And bring my mind in frame,
To walk in paths of righteousness,
For his most holy name."

3 Yea, though I walk in vale of death,
Yet will I fear no ill:

Thy rod and staff do comfort me,
And thou art with me still.

4 Thro' all my life thy favour is
So frankly shew'd to me,
That in thy house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be.

PSALM 24.

1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,

The Lord's her fullness is:

The world, and they that dwell therein,
By sov'reign right are his.

2 But for himself this Lord of all
One chosen seat design'd;

O! who shall to that sacred hill
Desir'd admittance find!

3 The man whose hands and heart are pure, Whose thoughts from pride are free ; Who honest poverty prefers

To gainful perjury.

5 This, this is he, on whom the Lord
Shall show'r his blessings down,
Whom God his Saviour shall vouchsafe
With righteousness to crown.

5 Such is the race of saints, by whom
The sacred courts are trod;
And such the proselytes that seek
The face of Jacob's God.

PART 2.

1 ERECT your heads, eternal gates,

Unfold to entertain

The King of Glory; see, he comes
With his celestial train.

2 Who is the King of Glory? who?
The Lord for strength renown'd;

In battle mighty, o'er his foes

Eternal victor crown'd.

2 Erect your heads, ye gates, unfold In state to entertain

The King of Glory; see, he comes
With all his shining train.

4 Who is this King of Glory? who?
The Lord of Hosts renown'd;
Of glory he alone is King,
Who is with glory crown'd.

PSALM 25.

1 WHOE'ER with humble fear To God his duty pays,

Shall find the Lord a faithful guide In all his righteous ways.

2 His quiet soul with peace Shall be for ever blest,

And by his numer'ous race the land

Successively possest.

3 For God to all his saints His secret will imparts,

And does his gracious cov'nant write In their obedient hearts.

4 Let all my righteous acts

To full perfection rise, Because my firm and constant hope

On thee alone relies.

5 To Israel's chosen race

Continue ever kind:

And in the midst of all their wants

Let them thy succour find.