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6 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard’ning God.

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PSALM LV.

LET sinners take their course,
And choose the road to death;
But in the worship of my God
I'll spend my daily breath.

My thoughts address his throne,
When morning brings the light;
I seek his blessing every noon,
And pay my vows at night.
Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God!

While sinners perish in surprise
Beneath thine angry rod.

Because they dwell at ease,

And no sad changes feel,

They neither fear nor trust thy name,

Nor learn to do thy will.

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Will lean upon the Lord;

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I'll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word.

His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love;

The ground on which their safety stands

No earthly power can move.

PSALM LVII.

1 O GOD, my heart is fix'd and bent, Its thankful tribute to present;

And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise To thee, my God, in songs of praise. 2 Awake, my glory; harp and lute, No longer let your strings be mute; And I, my tuneful part to take, Will with the early dawn awake. 3 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound To all the list'ning nations round: Thy mercy highest heaven transcends, Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 4 Be thou, O God, exalted high: And, as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth display'd, Till thou art here, as there, obey'd.

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PSALM LXI.

WHEN overwhelm'd with grief,
My heart within me dies,
Helpless, and far from all relief,

To heav'n I lift mine eyes.

O lead me to the rock

That's high above my

head;

And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.

Within thy presence, Lord,

For ever I'll abide;

`Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide.

Thou givest me the lot

Of those that fear thy name:

If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.

PSALM LXIII.

1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face:
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.
2 I've seen thy glory and thy power
Through all thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heavenly hour,
That vision so divine!

3 Not all the blessings of a feast
Can please my soul so well,
As when thy richer grace I taste,
And in thy presence dwell.

4 Not life itself with all her joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.

5 Thus, till my last expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.

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1 THE praise of Zion waits for thee,
My God; and praise becomes thy house:
There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows.
2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies
To save, when humble sinners pray;
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And islands of the northern sea.

3 Against my will my sins prevail,
But grace shall purge away their stain;

The blood of Christ will never fail
To wash my garments white again.

4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose,
And give him kind access to thee;
Give him a place within thy house,
To taste thy love divinely free.

PSALM LXV. PART II.

1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power!

The sea grows calm at thy command,
And tempests cease to roar.

2 Thy morning light, and evening shade, Successive comforts bring;

Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
Thy flowers adorn the spring.

3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours,
Heav'n, earth, and air, are thine;
When clouds distil in fruitful showers,
The author is divine.

4 The thirsty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still;
Thy goodness crowns the year.

PSALM LXVI.

1 SING, all ye nations, to the Lord,
And make a joyful noise;
With melody of sound record
His honours, and your joys.

2 Say to the power that shakes the sky,
"How terrible art thou!

"Sinners before thy presence fly,
"Or at thy feet they bow."

3 Come, see the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways!
In Moses' hand he puts the rod,
And cleaves the frighted seas.
4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While Israel pass'd the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.

5 O bless our God, and never cease;
Ye saints, fulfil his praise;

He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways.

6 Through wat❜ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command;

Led to possess the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.

PSALM LXVII.

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To bless thy chosen race,

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In mercy, Lord, incline;

And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy saints to shine:

That so thy wondrous way

May through the world be known; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.

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Let diff'ring nations join

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To celebrate thy fame;

Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise thy glorious name.

O let them shout and sing

With joy and pious mirth;

For thou, the righteous. judge and king,
Shalt govern all the earth.

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