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No change of times shall ever shock
For thou hast always been my rock, 2 Thou my deliv'rer art, my God, Thou art my shield from foes abroad, 3 To thee I will address my pray'r, So shall I, by thy watchful care, 4, 5 By floods of wicked men distress'd, With dire infernal pangs oppress'd, 6 To heav'n I made my mournful pray'r, Who graciously inclin'd his ear,
my firm affection, Lord, to thee;
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the conscious earth was struck with fear;
7 When God arose my part to take,
25,26 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous ways to various paths of human kind;
They, who for mercy merit praise,
Thou to the just shalt justice show,
Such as perversely choose to go,
with thee shall wondrous mercy find.
27, 28 That he the humble soul will save, and crush the haughty's boasted might,
In me the Lord an instance gave,
whose darkness he has turn'd to light.
and all my just designs fulfils;
37 Through him I num'rous hosts defeat, Nor from my fierce pursuit retreat, 38 Cover'd with wounds, in vain they try Spite of their boasted strength they lie 39 God, when fresh armies take the field, He makes my strong opposers yield,
and flying squadrons captive take; till I a final conquest make. their vanquish'd heads again to rear; beneath my feet, and grovel there. recruits my strength, my courage warms; subdu'd by my prevailing arms.
40 Through him the necks of prostrate foes my conquering feet in triumph press; Aided by him, I root out those
41 With loud complaints all friends they
who hate and envy my success. tried, but none was able to defend;
but God would no assistance lend. their broken troops I scatter'd round, loathsome dirt that ciogs the ground.
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43 Our factious tribes, at strife till now, The heathen to my sceptre bow, 44 Remotest realms their homage send, Strangers for my commands attend, 45 All to my summons tamely yield, For stronger holds they quit the field, 46 Let the eternal Lord be prais'd, O'er highest heav'ns his Name be rais'd, 47 'Tis God that still supports my right, 'Tis he that with resistless might 48 My universal safeguard he, He made me great, and set me free 49 Therefore to celebrate his fame And nations, strangers to his Name, 50 God to his king deliv'rance sends, His mercy evermore extends
7 God's perfect law converts the soul, With sacred wisdom his sure word 8 The statutes of the Lord are just, His pure commands, in search of truth, 9 His perfect worship here is fix'd, His equal laws are in the scales 10 Of more esteem than golden mines, More sweet than honey, or the drops 11 My trusty counsellors they are, Divine rewards attend on those 12 But what frail man observes how oft O cleanse me from my secret faults, 13 Let no presumptuous sin, O Lord, That, by thy grace preserv'd, I may 11 So shall my pray'r and praises be And I secure on thy defence,
by God's appointment me obey; and foreign nations own my sway. when my successful name they hear; charm'd with respect, or aw'd by fear. or soon in battle are dismay'd; and still in strongest holds afraid. the rock on whose defence I rest; who me with his salvation blest. his just revenge my foes pursues; fierce nations to my yoke subdues. from whom my lasting honours flow; from my remorseless bloody foe.
my grateful voice to heav'n I'll raise;
which that alone can fill;
and hear thee in distress;
13 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous strength disclose, and thus exalt thy fame; Whilst we glad songs of praise compose
Y God, my God, why leav'st thou me
2 All day, but all the day unheard,
to thy almighty Naine.
when I with anguish faint?
like none of human birth;
that he was Heav'n's delight:
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9 Thou mad'st my teeming mother's womb a living offspring bear;
I was thy early care.
have me around beset.
13 They gape on me, and ev'ry mouth The desert lion's savage roar
a yawning grave appears;
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14 My blood like water's spill'd, my joints
16 Like blood-hounds, to surround me, they
18 As spoil, my garments they divide,
are rack'd and out of frame;
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25 Thus in thy sacred courts will I
HE himself, mighty Lord,
my cheerful thanks express;
Tord pherd, by whose constant care my wants are all supplied.
2 In tender grass he makes me feed,
5 In presence of my spiteful foes
THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,
The world, and they that dwell therein, 2 He fram'd and fix'd it on the seas, Upon inconstant floods has made
3 But for himself this Lord of all
O who shall to that sacred hill
and gently there repose;
the Lord's her fulness is;
4 The man whose hands and heart are pure, whose thoughts from pride are free; Who honest poverty prefers
5 This, this is he, on whom the Lord Whom God his saviour shall vouchsafe 6 Such is the race of saints, by whom And such the proselytes that seek
to gainful perjury.
shall show'r his blessings down,
7 Erect your heads, eternal gates, The King of glory; see, he comes 8 Who is this King of glory? who? In battle mighty, o'er his foes
9 Erect your heads, ye gates, unfold The King of glory; see, he comes 10 Who is this King of glory? who? Of glory he alone is King,
God, in whom I trust,
unfold, to entertain
with his celestial train. the Lord for strength renown'd; eternal victor crown'd. in state to entertain with all his shining train. The Lord of hosts renown'd; who is with glory crown'd.
Toodet me not be put to shame,
3 Those who on thee rely, Be that the shameful lot of such 4,5 To me thy truth impart, For thou art he that brings me help, 6 Thy mercies and thy love, And graciously continue still, 7 Let all my youthful crimes And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake, 8 His mercy and his truth In bringing wand'ring sinners home, 9 He those in justice guides And in his sacred paths shall lead 10 Through all the ways of God To such as with religious hearts
I lift my heart and voice;
and lead me in thy way;
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11 Since mercy is the grace Forgive my heinous sin, O Lord, 12 Whoe'er with humble fear Shall find the Lord a faithful guide 13 His quiet soul with peace And by his num'rous race the land 14 For God to all his saints And does his gracious cov'nant write 15 To him I lift my eyes, Who breaks the strong and treach'rous 16 O turn, and all my griefs, For I am compass'd round with woes, 17 The sorrows of my heart
O from this dark and dismal state 18 Do thou with tender eyes Acquit me, Lord, and from my guilt 19 Consider, Lord, my foes,
What lawless force and rage they use, 20 Protect and set my soul Nor let me be asham'd, who place 21 Let all my righteous acts Because my firm and constant hope 22 To Israel's chosen race And in the midst of all their wants
that most exalts thy fame, and so advance thy Name. to God his duty pays, in all his righteous ways. shall be for ever blest, successively possest. his secret will imparts, in their obedient hearts. and wait his timely aid, snare, which for my feet was laid. in mercy, Lord, redress; and plunged in deep distress. to mighty sums increase; my troubled soul release. my sad affliction see; entirely set me free.
JUDGE me, O Lord, for 1 the paths
Jcannot fail, who all my trust
6 I'll wash my hands in innocence,
how vast their numbers grow; what boundless hate they show. from their fierce malice free; my steadfast trust in thee. to full perfection rise, on thee alone relies. continue ever kind; let them thy succour find. XXVI.
of righteousness have trod; repose on thee, my God. will shine the more 'tis tried; and made thy truth my guide. the idle or profane; could e'er my friendship gain. who make distracted times;
as I avoid their crimes.
and bring a heart so pure, my welcome shall secure.
7,8 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell how thy renown excels;
That seat affords me most delight,
9 Pass not on me the sinners' doom,
10 Who others' rights, by secret bribes,
in which thy honour dwells. who murder make their trade; or open force invade.