2 They're prone to wander out of sight, And when once lost, unable quite 3 That hand, which heav'n and earth upholds, 4 To thee, my Shepherd and my Rock, 5 Thou art my guard; my all I owe 6 Ten thousand thousand comforts here, Confirm thy faithfulness and care, 7.Then, guided, Shepherd, by thy love, 1 PSALM 120. C. M. Christians love peace. THOU God of love, thou ever blest, When wilt thou set my soul at rest 2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste 3 O! might I fly to change my place, 5 New passions still their souls engage, 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, 1 PSALM 121. First Part. C. M. O Zion's hill I lift my eyes, His watchful care that Israel guards, 3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings, Where neither sun nor moon shall thee 4. At home, abroad, in peace, in war, 1 PSALM 121. Second Part. P. M. UPWARD I lift mine eyes; God is all my aid; The God that built the skies, To which I fly; 2 My feet shall never slide, Nor fall in fatal snares; Since God, my guard and guide, That never sleep, Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of ev'ning air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, 4 Hast thou not giv'n thy word I'll go and come, 1 PSALM 122. C. M. How did my heart rejoice to hear "In Zion let us all appear, 2 I love her gates, I love the road: 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown The Son of David holds his throne, 4 He hears our praises and complaints; 5 Peace be within this sacred place, 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 1 There my best friends, my kindred dwell; PSALM 123. C. M. Pleading with submission. THOU, whose grace and justice reign To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 2 As servants watch their master's hand, And fear the angry stroke; Or maids before their mistress stand, 3 So for our sins we justly feel Yet wait the gracious moment still, 4 Those, that in wealth and pleasure live, 5 Our foes insult us, but our hope 1 This thought shall bear our spirits up, PSALM 124. L. M. Thanksgiving for deliverance from national calamities. HAD not the Lord, may Israel say, Had not the Lord maintain❜d our side When men, to make our lives a prey, Rose like the swelling of the tide. 2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath, So fiercely did the waters roll; We had been swallow'd deep in death : Proud waters had o'erwhelm'd our soul. 3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, Who just escap'd the fatal stroke; So flies the bird with cheerful wing, When once the fowler's snare is broke. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who broke the fowler's cursed snare; Who sav❜d us from the murd'ring sword, And made our lives and souls his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who form'd the earth, and built the skies 3 1 |