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PSALMS IN METRE:
SELECTED FROM THE
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM 1. C. M.
1 How blest is he, who ne'er consents
11 By ill advice to walk,
Where men profanely talk;
2 But makes the perfect law of God
His business and delight; Devoutly reads therein by day,
And meditates by night.
3 Like some fair tree which, fed by streams,
With timely fruit doth bend, He still shall flourish, and success
All his designs attend.
4 For God approves the just marr's ways;
To happiness they tend ;
PSALM 2. C. M.
On thee my hopes rely :
Lift up my head on high.
To God I made my prayer,
Why should I now despair ? 3 Guarded by him I lay me down
My sweet repose to take ;
Through him in safety wake. 4 Salvation to the Lord belongs ;
He only can defend ;
PSALM 3. C. M.
Within this earthly frame,
How glorious is thy name!
Nor fully reckon'd there;
Thy boundless praise declare. 3 When heaven, thy beauteous work on high,
Employs my wond'ring sight;
The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light.
4 0, what is man, that Lord, thou lov'st
To keep him in thy mind ?
To them so wondrous kind ?
PSALM 4. L. M. 1 THE Lord look'd down from heaven's high 1 tower,
And all the sons of men did view,
If any truth or justice knew ;
· All were degenerate grown and base; None took religion for their guide,
Not one of all the sinful race. 3 How will they tremble then for fear,
When his just wrath shall them o'ertake! For to the righteous God is near,
And never will their cause forsake. 4 O that from Sion he'd employ
His might, and burst the oppressive band !
Should loudly echo through the land.
PSALM 5. L. M. 1 NO change of time shall ever shock
My firm affection, Lord, to thee ;
For thou hast always been my Rock,
A fortress and defence to me.
2 Thou my deliverer art, my God;
My trust is in thy mighty power;
At home my safeguard and my tower. 3 To thee I will address my prayer,
To whom all praise we justly owe;
Be guarded safe from every foe.
PSALM 6. C. M. 1 GOD'S perfect law converts the soul,
Reclaims from false desires ; With sacred wisdom his own word
The ignorant inspires.
And bring sincere delight;
Assist the feeblest sight.
On sure foundations laid;
Of truth and justice weigh’d;
Or gold refined with skill;
That from the comb distil.
PSALM 1. C. M.
FOR. SUNDAY SCHOLARS.
PSALM 7. C. M.
1 Vouchsafes to be my guide;
My wants are all supplied.
And sweetly there repose;
Refreshing water flows.
3 He does my wandering soul reclaim,
And, to his endless praise, Instruct with humble zeal to walk
In his most righteous ways. 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death,
From fear and danger free; For there his aiding rod and staff
Defend and comfort me, 5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love
Through all my life extend, That life to him I will devote,
And in his temple spend.
1 TO God, in whom I trust,
1 I lift my heart and voice; O let me not be put to shame,
Nor let my foes rejoice. 2 Those who on thee rely,
Let no disgrace attend;