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, 46 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. 1 TOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God,

no longer silent be;
Nor with consenting quiet looks

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,

lift up their threat'ning head.
3 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; 66 That no remembrance

may

remain
66 of Israel's hated race."
5 Thus they against thy people's peace

consult with one consent;
And diff'ring nations, jointly leagued,

their common 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 powerful army aids th' incestuous race of Lot.

PART II. 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 carcasses for dung

to feed the hungry ground. 11 Let all their mighty men the fate

of Zeb and Oreb share;

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As Zeba and Zalmuna, so

let all their princes fare:
12 Who, with the same design inspird,

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 wind, 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 terrors 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 wondering world confess,

that thou, who claim'st alone Jehovah's name, o'er all the earth hast rais'd thy lofty throne.

PSALM LXXXIV. 1 GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord,

how lovely is the place Where thou, enthron'd in glory, show'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.

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8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts,

my just request regard ;
Thou God of Jacob, let my prayer

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.
Much rather in God's house will I

the meanest office take,
Than in the wealthy tents of sin

my pompous dwelling make.
11 For God, who is our Sun and Shield,

will grace and glory give;
And no good thing will be withhold

from them that justly live.
12 Thou God, whom heavenly 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

the
And faithful Jacob's captive race

bast graciously restor'd.
2, 3 Thy people's sins thou hast forgivin,

and all their guilt defac'd;
Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on,

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 sako,

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;

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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 shower. 13 Before him righteousness shall march,

and his just paths prepare; While we his holy steps

pursue with constant zeal and care.

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PSALM LXXXVI. 1 NO my complaint, O Lord my God,

thy gracious ear incline; Hear me, distress'd, and destitute

of all relief but thine. 2 Do thou, O God, preserve my soul,

that does thy name adore; Thy servant keep, 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 lopes

on thee alone depend. 5 Thou, Lord, art good, nor only good,

but prompt to pardon too; Of plenteous mercy to all those

who for thy mercy sue. 6 To my repeated humble prayer,

O Lord, attentive 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 prayers and praise

to thy bless'd name restore. 10 All shall confess thee great, and great

the wonders thou hast done; Confess thee God, the God supreme, confess thee God alone.

PART II. 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I from truth shall ne'er depart;

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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 thy everlasting name

eternal trophies rear. 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me,

transcends my power 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 power, that oft

has my deliv’rance wrought. 15 But thou thy constant goodness didst

to my assistance bring; Of patience, mercy, 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 handmaid's son, bestow. 17 Some signal give, which my proud foes

may see with shame and rage, When thou, O Lord, for my relief and comfort dost engage.

PSALM LXXXVII. 1 MOD'S temple crowns the holy mount;

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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 applauses join, The fame of Ethiopia raise,

with that of Tyre and Palestine; And grant that some among them born,

Their age and country did adorn. 5 But still of Sion I'll aver,

that many such from her proceed; Th’ Almighty shall establish her; 6 His gen’ral list shall show, when read,

That such a person there was born,

And such did such an age adorn. 7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill'd

of such as merit high renown; For hand and voice musicians skill'd;

and (her transcending fame to crown,) Of such she shall successions bring, Like water from a living spring.

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