Yet ftill thou keep'ft me in thy fight,
and heard'ft my earnest cries.
23 O! all ye faints, the Lord
with eager love pursue ;
Who to the juft will help afford,
and give the proud their due.
24 Ye that on God rely,
courageously proceed;

For he will ftill your hearts fupply
with ftrength, in time of need.
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E's bleft whofe fins have pardon gain'd; no more in judgment to appear; Whofe guilt remiffion has obtain'd, and whose repentance is fincere. 3 While I conceal'd the fretting fore,

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my bones confum'd without relief; All day did I with anguish roar; but no complaints affwag'd my grief. 4 Heavy on me thy hand remain'd, by day and night alike diftrefs'd, Till quite of vital moisture drain'd, like land with fummer's drought opprefs'd.

5 No fooner I my wound difclos'd,

the guilt that tortur'd me within, But thy forgiveness interpos'd,

and mercy's healing balm pour'd in.

6 True penitents fhall thus fucceed,

who feek thee whilft thou may'ft be found;
And, from the common deluge freed,
fhall fee remorfelefs finners drown'd.

7 Thy favor, Lord, in all distress,

my tow'r of refuge I muft own; Thou shalt my haughty foes fuppress, and me with fongs of triumph crown. 8 In my inftruction then confide,

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ye that would truth's fafe path defcry;
Your progrefs I'll fecurely guide,

and keep you in my watchful eye.
Submit yourselves to wifdom's rule,
like men that reafon have attain'd;
Not like th' ungovern'd horse and mule,
whose fury must be curb'd and rein'd.

10 Sorrows on forrows multiply'd,

The harden'd finner fhall confound: But them who in his truth confide, bleffings of mercy shall furround. 11 His faints, that have perform'd his laws, Their life in triumph fhall employ; Let them, as they alone have cause, In grateful raptures fhout for joy.

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PSALM XXXIII.

ET all the just to God, with joy,
their cheerful voices raise

For well the righteous it becomes
to fing glad fongs of praise.

2, 3 Let harps, and pfalteries, and lutes,
In joyful concert meet;

And new-made fongs of loud applause
the harmony complete.

4, 5 For faithful is the word of God;
his works with truth abound;
He justice loves; and all the earth
is with his goodness crown'd.
6 By his Almighty Word, at first,
the heavenly arch was rear'd;
And all the beauteous hoits of light
at his command appear'd.

7 The fwelling floods, together roll'd,
he makes in heaps to lie;

And lays, as in a storehouse safe,
the wat❜ry treasures by.

8, 9 Let earth, and all that dwell therein,
before him trembling ftand;

For, when he spake the word, 'twas made; 'twas fix'd at his command.

10 He, when the heathen closely plot, their councils undermines;

His wifdom ineffectual makes the people's rafh defigns.

11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees
fhall ftand for ever fure;

The fettled purpose of his heart
To ages fhall endure.

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12 How happy then are they, to whom
the Lord for God is known!

Whom he, from all the world befides,
has chofen for his own.

13, 14, 15 He all the nations of the earth,
from heav'n, his throne, furvey'd;

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He faw their works, and view'd their thoughts; by him their hearts were made.

16, 17 No king is fafe by num'rous hofts;
their ftrength the ftrong deceives:

No manag'd horse, by force or speed,
his warlike rider faves.

18, 19 'Tis God, who thofe that truft in him beholds with gracious eyes;

He frees their foul from death; their want, in time of dearth, fupplies.

20, 21 Our foul on God with patience waits; our help and fhield is he ;

Then, Lord, let ftill our hearts rejoice, because we truft in thee. 22 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, do thou to us extend;

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Since we, for all we want or wish,
on thee alone depend.

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PSALM XXXIV.

HROUGHall the changing scenes of life, in trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God fhall ftill

my heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliv'rance I will boast, till all that are diftreft,

From my example comfort take, and charm their griefs to reft. 3 O magnify the Lord with me, with me exalt his Name:

4 When in diftrefs to him I call'd, he to my rescue came.

5 Their drooping hearts were foon refresh'd, who look'd to him for aid;

Defir'd fuccefs in every face

A cheerful air difplay'd.

6 "Behold, (fay they) behold the man,
"whom providence reliev'd
"The man fo dang'roufly befet,
"fo wond'roufly retriev'd!
The hosts of God encamp around
the dwellings of the juft;
Deliv'rance he affords to all

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who on his fuccour truft.

8 O! make but trial of his love, experience will decide

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How bleft they are, and only they,
who in his truth confide.

Fear him, ye faints; and you will then
have nothing else to fear :
Make you his fervice your delight,
your wants fhall be his care.
10 While hungry lions lack their prey,
the Lord will food provide
For fuch as put their trust in him,
and fee their needs fupply'd.
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11 Approach, ye piously difpos'd,
And my inftruction hear;
I'll teach you the true discipline
of his religious fear.

12 Let him who length of life defires,
and profp'rous days would fee,

13 From fland'ring language keep his tongue, his lips from falfhood free; 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, and virtue's ways pursue;

Establish peace, where 'tis begun ;

and where 'tis loft, renew.

15 The Lord from heav'n beholds the juft with favorable eyes;

And, when diftrefs'd, his gracious ear is open to their cries;

16 But turns his wrathful look on those whom mercy can't reclaim,

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To cut them off, and from the earth
blot out their hated name.

Deliv'rance to his faints he gives,
when his relief they crave;

18 He's nigh to heal the broken heart, and contrite spirit fave.

19 The wicked oft, but still in vain, against the just conspire;

20 For under their afflictions' weight he keeps their bones entire.

21 The wicked, from their wicked arts, their ruin fhall derive;

Whilft righteous men, whom they deteft, fhall them and theirs furvive. 22 For God preferves the fouls of thofe who on his truth depend; To them, and their pofterity, his bleffings fhall defcend.

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PSALM XXXV.

GAINST all thofe that ftrive with me,
O Lord affert my right;

With fuch as war unjustly wage,

do thou my battles fight.

2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy shield
upon thy warlike arm;

Stand up, O God, in my defence,
and keep me fafe from harm.

3 Bring forth thy fpear; and ftop their course, that hafte my blood to fpill;

Say to my foul, "I am thy health,
"and will preferve thee ftill."

4 Let them with fhame be cover'd o'er,
who my destruction fought;

And fuch as did my harm devise, be to confufion brought.

5 Then fhall they fly, difpers'd like chaff before the driving wind;

God's vengeful minifter of wrath

fhall follow close behind.

6 And when, through dark and flipp'ry ways, they strive his rage to fhun, His vengeful minifters of wrath fhall goad them as they run. 7 Since, unprovok'd by any wrong, they hid their treach'rous fnare; And, for my harmless foul, a pit did, without cause, prepare;