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PSALM LXXIX.
EHOLD, O God, how heathen hosts have thy possession seiz'd;

thy holy city raz'd. 2 The mangled bodies of thy saints

abroad unburied lay, Their flesh expos'd to savage beasts,

and rav'nous birds of prey. 3 Quite through Jerus'lem was their blood like common water shed; And none were left alive to pay

last duties to the dead. 4 The neighb'ring lands our small remains with loud reproaches wound; And we a laughing-stock are made to all the nations round. 5 How long wilt thou be angry, Lord ? mast we for ever mourn? Shall thy devouring jealous rage,

like fire, for ever burn? 6 On foreign lands, that know not thee, thy heavy vengeance show'r; Those sinful kingdoms let it crush, that have not own'd thy pow't. 7 For their devouring jaws have prey'd

on Jacob's chosen race; And to a barren desert turnd

their fruitful dwelling-place. 8 o think not on our former sins,

but speedily prevent The utter ruin of thy saints,

almost with sorrow spent. 9 Thou God of our salvation, help,

and free our souls from blame; So shall our pardon and defence

exalt thy glorious Name. 10 Let infidels, that scoffing say,

Where is the God they boast? In vengeance for thy slaughter'd saints, perceive thee to their cost. 11 Lord, hear the sighing pris'ner's moan, thy saving pow'r extend; Preserve the wretches, doom'd to die, from that untimely end. 12 On them who us oppress let all

our suff'rings be repaid; Make their confusion seven times more than what on us they lald. 13 So we, thy people and thy flock, shall ever praise thy Name; And with glad hearts our grateful thanks from age to age proclaim. PSALM LXXX.

to hear; O Israelu share best on the cherubs ride, again in solemn state appear. 2 Behold, how Benjamin expects, with Ephraim and Manasseh join'd, In our deliv'rance, the effects

of thy resistless strength to find. 3 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou the lustre of thy face display; And all the ills we suffer now,

like scatter'd clouds, shall pass away. 4 O thou, whom heav'nly hosts obey, how long shall thy fierce anger burn? How long thy suft"ring people pray, and to their pray'rs have no return? 5 When hungry, we are forc'd to drench our scanty food in floods of woe; When dry, our raging thirst we quench with streams of tears that largely flow. 6 For us the heathen nations round, as for a common prey, contest; Our foes with spiteful joy abound,

and at our lost condition jest. 7 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou the lustre of thy face display; And all the ills we suffer now,

like scatter'd clouds, shall pass away.

The Second Part. 8 Thou brought'st a vine from Egypt's land, and, casting out the heathen race, Didst plant it with thine own right hand, and firmly fix it in their place. 9 Before it thou prepar'dst the way,

and mad'st it take a lasting root; Which, blest with thy indulgent ray,

o'er all the land did widely shoot. 10,11 The hills were cover'd with its shade, its goodly boughs did cedars seem; Its branches to the sea were spread, and reach'd to proud Euphrates'stream. 12 Why then hast thou its hedge o'erthrown, which thou hadət made so firm and Whilst all its grapes, defenceless grown,are pluck'd by those that pass along. (strong? 13 See how the bristling forest boar with dreadful fury lays it waste; Hark, how the savage monsters roar, and to their helpless prey make haste.

The Third Part. 14 To thee, O God of hosts, we pray;

thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew; From heav'n, thy throne, this vine survey, and her sad state with pity view. 15 Behold the vineyard made by thee, which thy right hand did guard so long; And keep that branch from danger free, which for thyself thou mad'st so strong. 16 To wasting flames 'tis made a prey, and all its spreading boughs cut down, At thy rebuke they soon decay,

and perish at thy dre.dtul frown. 17 Crown thou the king with good success, by thy right hand secur'd from wrong: The son of mau in mercy bless

whom for thyself thou mad'st so strong.

18 So shall we still continue free

from whatsoe'er deserves thy blame; And, if once more reviv'd by thee,

will always praise thy holy Name. 19 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou the lustre of thy face display; And all the ills we suffer now,

like scatter'd clouds, shall pass away.

TO

PSALM LXXXI.
TO God, our never failing strength, with loud applauses sing;

And jointly make a cheerful noise to Jacob's awful King.
2 Compose a hymn of praise, and touch your instruments of joy,
Let psalteries and pleasant harps

your grateful skill employ. 3 Let trumpets at the great new moon their joyful voices raise, To celebrate th' appointed time,

the solemn day of praise. 4 For this a statute was of old,

which Jacob's God decreed, To be with pious care observ'd

by Israel's chosen seed. 5 This he for a memorial fix'd,

when, freed from Egypt's land, Strange nations' barb'rous speech we heard, but could not understand. 6 Your burden'd shoulders I reliev'd, (thus seems our God to say,) Your servile hands by me were freed from lab'ring in the clay. 7 Your ancestors, with wrongs oppressid, to me for aid did call; With pity I their suff'rings saw,

and set them free from all. They sought for me, and from the cloud in thunder I replied; At Meribah's contentious stream

their faith and duty tried.

The Second Part. 8 While I my solemn will declare,

my chosen people, hear : If thou, O Israel, to my words

wilt lend thy list'ning ear; 9 Then shall no god besides myself within thy coasts be found; Nor shalt thou worship any god

of all the nations round. 10 The Lord thy God am I, who thee brought forth from Egypt's land: 'Tis I that all thy just desires

supply with lil'ral hand. 11 But they, my chosen race, refus'd to hearken to my voice; Nor would rebellious Israel's sons

make me their happy choice. 12 So I, provok'd, resign'd them up to ev'ry lust a prey, And in their own perverse designs

permitted them to stray. 13 O that my people wisely would

my just commandments head! And Israel in my righteous ways

with pious care proceed! 14 Then should my heavy judgments fall on all that them oppose, And my avenging hand be turn'd

against their num'rous foes. 15 Their enemies and mine should all before my footstool bend; But as for them, their happy state

should never know an end. 16 All parts with plenty should abound; with finest wheat their field: The barren rocks, to please their taste, should richest honey yield.

PSALM LXXXII. Go

OD in the great assembly stands, where his impartial eye

In state surveys the earthly gods, and does their judgments try. 2, 3 How dare you then unjustly judge, or be to sinners kind? Defend the orphans and the poor,

let such your justice find. 4 Protect the humble helpless man, reduc'd to deep distress, And let not him become a prey

to such as would oppress. 5 They neither know, nor will they learn, but blindly rove and stray: Justice and truth, the world's support, through all the land decay. 6 Well then might God in anger say, I've call'd you by my Name: I've said, Y'are gods, and all allied to the most High in fame. 7 But ne'ertheless your unjust deeds to strict account I'll call; You all shall die like common men, like other tyrants fall. 8 Arise, and thy just judgments, Lord, throughout the earth display: And all the nations of the world

shall own thy righteous sway.

PSALM LXXXIII.
TOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, no longer silent be;

our ruin calmly see. 2 For lo! the tumults of thy foes

o'er all the land are spread; And those who hate thy saints and thee lint up their threat'ning head.

Hokornwith consenting quiet looks

8 Against thy zealous people, Lord, they craftily combine; And to destroy thy chosen

saints

have laid their close design. 4 Come, let us cut them off, say they, their nation quite deface; That no remembrance may remain of Israel's hated race. 5 Thus they against thy people's peace consult with one consent; And difforing nations, jointly leagu'd, their coinmon malice vent. 6 The Ishmaelites, that dwell in tents, with warlike Edom join'd, And Moab's sons, our ruin vow,

with Hagar's race combin'd. 7 Proud Ammon's offspring, Gebal too, with Amalek conspire; The lords of Palestine, and all

the wealthy sons of Tyre. 8 All these the strong Assyrian king their firm ally have got ; Who with a pow'rful army aids

th'incestuous race of Lot.

The Second Part. 9 But let such vengeance come to them, as once to Midian came; To Jabin and proud Sisera,

at Kishon's fatal stream. 10 When thy right hand their num'rous hosts near Endor did confound; And left their carcases for dung

to feed the hungry ground. 11 Let all their mighty men the fate of Zeeb and Oreb share; As Zebah and Zalmunna, so

let all their princes fare. 12 Who, with the same design inspir'd, thus vainly boasting spake, In firm possession for ourselves

let us God's houses take. 13 To ruin let them haste, like wheels which downwards swiftly move; Like chaff before the winds, let all

their scatter'd forces prove. 14, 15 As flames consume dry wood or heath that on parch'd mountains grows, So let thy fierce pursuing wrath

with terror strike thy foes. 16,17 Lord, shroud their faces with disgrace, that they may own thy Name; Or them confound, whose harden'd hearts thy gentler means disclaim. 18 So shall the wond'ring world confess, that thou, who claim'st alone Jehovah's Name, o'er all the earth hast rais'd thy lofty throne.

O Godere hosts, thermighting andy,

PSALM LXXXIV.

how lovely is the place, Where thou, enthron'd in glory, shew'st the brightness of thy face! 2 My longing soul faints with desire to view thy blest abode; My panting heart and flesh cry out for thee, the living God. 3 The birds, more happy far than I, around thy temple throng; Securely there they build, and there securely hatch their young. 4 O Lord of hosts, my King and God, how highly blest are they, Who in thy temple always dwell,

and there thy praise display ! 5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee their sure protection made; Who long to tread the sacred ways

that to thy dwelling lead! 6 Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale, yet no refreshment want; Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou at their request dost grant. 7 Thus they proceed from strength to strength, and still approach more near, Till all on Sion's holy mount

before their God appear. 8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts, my just request regard; Thou God of Jacob, let my pray'r

be still with favour heard. 9 Behold, o God, for thou alone

canst timely aid dispense; On thy anointed servant look,

be thou his strong defence: 10 For in thy courts one single day 'tis better to attend, Than, Lord, in any place besides

a thousand days to spend. 11 Much ratherin God's house will I the meanest office take, Than in the wealthy tents of sin

my pompous dwelling make. 12 For God, who is our sun and shield, will grace and glory give; And no good thing will he withhold from them that justly live. 13 Thou God, whom heav'nly hosts obey, how highly blest is he, Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd, is still repos'd on thee!

PSALM LXXXV.

ORD, thou hast granted to thy land 2,3 Thy people's sins thou hast absolv'd, Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on,

the favours we implor'd,
hast graciously restor'd.
and all their guilt defac'd;
nor thy fierce anger last.

4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts to thy obedience turn;
That, quench'd with our repenting tears, thy wrath no more may burn.
5, 6 For why should'st thou be angry still, and wrath so long retain ?
Revive us, Lord, and let thy saints thy wonted comfort gain.
7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, display, which we have long implor'd;
And, for thy wondrous mercy's sake, thy wonted aid afford.
8 God's answer patiently I'll wait;

for he with glad success, If they no more to folly turn,

his mourning saints will bless. 9 To all that fear his holy Name

his sure salvation's near ; And in its former happy state

our nation shall appear. 10 For mercy now with truth is join'd, and righteousness with peace, Like kind companions absent long, with friendly arms embrace. 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring, whilst heav'n shall streams of justice pour; And God, from whom all goodness flows, shall endless plenty show'r. 13 Before him righteousness shall march, and his just paths prepare; Whilst we his holy steps pursue,

with constant zeal and care.

PSALM LXXXVI. Tomar cone; distress'd, and destitute

thy gracious ear incline;

of all relief but thine. 2 Do thou, o God, preserve my soul, that does thy Name adore ; Thy servant keer, and him, whose trust relies on thee, restore. 3 To me, who daily thee invoke,

thy mercy, Lord, extend; 4 Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes on thee alone depend. 5 Thou, Lord, art good; nor only good, but prompt to pardon too; of plenteous merey to all those

who for thy mercy sue. 6 To my repeated humble pray'r,

O Lord, attentire be; 7 When troubled I on thee will call, for thou wilt answer me. 8 Among the gods there's none like thee, O Lord, alone divine ! To thee as much inferior they,

as are their works to thine. 9 Therefore their great Creator thee the nations shall adore, Their long misguided pray’rs and praise to thy blest Name restore. 10 Al shall confess thee great, and great the wonders thou hast done: Confess thee God, the God supreme; confess thee God alone.

The Second Part. 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I from truth shall ne'er depart; In rev'rence to thy sacred Name

devoutly fix my heart. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, praise thee with heart sincere; And to the everlasting Name

eternal trophies rear. 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me transcend my pow'r to tell, For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul from lowest depths of hell. 14 O God, the sons of pride and strife have my destruction sought, Regardless of thy pow'r, that oft

has my deliv'rance wrought. 15 But thou thy constant goodness didst to my assistance bring; of patience, inercy, and of truth,

thou everlasting spring! 16 O bounteous Lord, thy grace and strength to me thy servant show; Thy kind protection, Lord, on me,

thine hand naid's son, bestow. 17 Some signal gire, which my proud foes may see with shame and rage, When thou, O Lord, for my relief and comfort dost engage.

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PSALM LXXXVII.
OD's temple crowns the holy mount, the Lord there condescends to dwell;

2 His Sion's gates, in his account, our Israel's fairest tents excel.
3 Fame glorious things of thee shall sing, O city of th' Almighty King!
4 I'll mention Rahab with due praise, in Babylon's applause join ;
The fanne of Ethiopia raise,

with that of Tyre and Palestine; And grant that some amongst them born their age and country did adorn. 5,6 But still of sion l'il aver,

that many such from her proceed; The Almighty shall establihlier:

his gen'ral list shall shew, when read, That such a person there was born, and sach dd such an age adom. 7 He'll Sion find with nuinber fillid of such as merit high renown; For hand and voice musicians skuld, and, her transcending fame lo crown, Of such she shall successions bring,

like waters from a living sprung.

PSALM LXXXVIII. T toe mee God and Saviour, I.

by day and night address my cry Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear, to my distress incline thine ear:: 3 For seas of trouble me invade, my soul draws nigh to death's cold shade; 4 Like one whose strength and hopes are fled, they number me among the dead. 5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave, from thee no more remembrance have; 6 Cast off from thy sustaining care

down to the con fines of despair. 7 Thy wrath has hard upon me lain, afflicting me with restless pain: Me all thy mountain waves have prest, too weak, alas! to bear the least. 8 Remov'd from friends, I sigh alone in a loath'd dungeon laid, where none A visit will rouchsafe to me,

confin'd, past hopes of liberty. 9 My eyes from weeping never cease, they waste, but still my griefs increase; Yet daily, Lord, to thee I pray'd, with out-stretch'd hands invok'd thy aid. 10 Wilt thou by miracle revive

the dead, whom thou forsook'st alive? From death restore, thy praise to sing, whom thou from prison would'st not bring? 11 Shall the mute grave thy love confess? a mould'ring tomb thy faithfulness 12 Thy truth and pow'r renown obtain, where darkness and oblivion reign ? 13 To thee, O Lord, I cry, forlorn; my pray'r prevents the early morn. 14 Why hast thou, Lord, my soul forsonk, nor once vouchsaf'd a gracious look? 15 Prevailing sorrows bear me down, which from my youth with me have grown; Thy terrors past distract my mind, and fears of blacker days behind. 16 Thy wrath hath burst upon my head, thy terrors fill my soul with dread; 17 Environ'd as with waves combin'd, and for a gen'ral deluge join'd. 18 My lovers, friendls, familiars, all remov'd from sight, and out of call; To dark oblivion all retir'd,

dead, or at least to me expir'd.

PSALM LXXXIX. T . song, my song on them shall ever dwell;

To ages yet unborn my tongue thy never failing truth shall tell. 2 I hare aflirm'd, and still maintain, thy mercy shall for ever last; Thy truth, that does the heav'ns sustain, like them shall stand for ever fast. 3 Thus spak'st thou by the prophet's voice, With David I a league have made; To him, my servant and my choice, by solemn oath this grant conrey'd: 4 While earth, and seas, and skies endure, thy seed shall in my sighe remain; To them thy throne I will ensure; they shall to endless ages reign. 5 For such stupendous truth and love both heav'n and earth just praises owe, By choirs of angels sung above,

and by assembled saints below. 6' what seraph of celestial birth

to vie with Israel's God shall dare? Or who among the gods of earth

with our Almighty Lord compare ? 7 With rev'rence and religious dread his saints should to his temple press; His fear thro' all their hearts should spread, who his Almighty Name confess. 8 Lord God of armies, who can boast of strength or pow'r like thine renown'a ? of such a num'rous faithful host,

as that which does thy throne surround. 9 Thou dost the lawless sea control, and change the prospect of the deep; Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll; thou mak'st the roaring billows sleep. 10 Thou brak'st in pieces Rahab's pride, and didst oppressing pow'r disarm; Thy scatter'd foes have dearly tried the force of thy resistless arm. 11 In thee the sov'reign right remains of earth and heav'n; thee, Lord, alone, The world, and all that it contains,

their maker and preserver own. 12 The poles on which the globe doth rest were form'd by thy creating voice; Tabor and Hermon, east and west,

in thy sustaining pow'r rejoice. 13 Thy arm is mighty, strong thy hand, yet, Lord, thou dost with justice reign; 14 Possess'd of absolute command, thou truth and mercy dust maintain. 15 Happy, thrice happy, they who hear thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound; Who may at festivals appear, with the most glorious presence crown'd. 16 Thy saints shall always be o'erjoy'd, who on thy sacred Name rely; And, in thy righteousness employ'd, above their foes be rais'd on high. 17 For in thy strength they shall advance, whose conquests from thy favour spring; 18 The Lord of hosts is our defence, and Israel's God our Israel's King. 19 Thus spak'st thou by the prophet's voice: A mighty champion I will send; From Judah'a tribe have I made choice of one who shall the rest defend. 20 My servant David I have found, with holy oil anointed him; 21 Him shall the hand support that crown'd, and guard that gave the diadem.

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