2 Lo! I am treated like a worm,
Like none of human birth;
Not only by the great reviled,
But made the rabble's mirth.

3 With laughter all the gazing crowd
My agonies survey;

They shoot the lip, they shake the head, And thus deriding say:

4 "In GoD he trusted, boasting oft
That he was Heaven's delight;

Let God come down to save him now,
And own his favorite."

5 Withdraw not, then, so far from me,
When trouble is so nigh;

O send me help! thy help, on which
Alone I can rely.

PART II. C. M.

1 LIKE water is my life pour'd out,
My joints are out of frame;
My heart dissolves within my breast,
Like wax before the flame:

2 My strength is like a potsherd dried,
My tongue is parch'd with drought;
And to the dismal shades of death
My fainting soul is brought.

3 Like dogs, to compass me, my foes
In wicked council meet:

They pierced my inoffensive hands,
They pierced my harmless feet.
4 My body's rack'd, till all my bones
Distinctly may be told;

Yet such a spectacle of wo

As pastime they behold.

5 As spoil, my garments they divide,
Lots for my vesture cast:-
Therefore, O leave me not, my God,
But to my succor haste.

PART III. C. M.

1 LORD, to my brethren I'll declare
The triumphs of thy Name:
In presence of assembled saints
Thy glory thus proclaim:

2 "Ye worshippers of Jacob's God,
All you of Israel's line,

O praise the LORD, and to your praise
Sincere obedience join.

3 "He ne'er disdain'd on low distress
To cast a gracious eye;

Nor turn'd from misery his face,
But hears its humble cry."

4 Thus, in thy sacred courts, will I

My cheerful thanks express;
In presence of thy saints perform

The vows of my distress.
5 The meek companions of my grief

Shall find my table spread;
And all that seek the LORD shall be

With joys immortal fed.
6 Then shall the glad converted world

To God their homage pay;
And scatter'd nations of the earth

One sovereign LORD obey. 7 'Tis his supreme prerogative

O'er all mankind to reign; 'T is just that he should rule the world,

Who does the world sustain.
8 The rich, who are with plenty fed,

His bounty must confess;
The sons of want, by him relieved,

Their gen'rous patron bless.
9 With humble worship to his throne

They all for aid resort;
That power, which first their being gave,

Alone can them support.
10 Then shall a chosen spotless race,

Devoted to his Name,
To their adoring sons his truth
And glorious acts proclaim.

PSALM 18. C. M.

From the xxiii. Psalm of David
1 THE LORD himself, the mighty. LORD,

Vouchsafes to be my guide;
The shepherd, by whose constant care

My wants are all supplied.
2 In tender grass he makes me feed,

And gently there repose;.
Then leads me to cool shades, and where

Refreshing water flows.
3 He does my wand'ring 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.

PSALM 19. C: M.

From the xxiv. Psalm of David.
I THE spacious earth is all the LORD'S,

The LORD's her fulness is;
The world, and they that dwell therein,

By sovereign right are his.
2 He framed and fix'd it on the seas;

And his almighty hand
Upon inconstant floods has made

The stable fabric stand.
3 But for himself this Lord of all

One chosen seat design'd;
Oh! who shall to that sacred hill

Deserved admittance find ? 4 The man whose hands and heart are pure,

Whose thoughts from pride are free;
Who honest poverty prefers

To gainful perjury.
5 This, this is he, on whom the LORD

Shall shower his blessings down; Whom God, his Saviour, shall vouchsafe

With righteousness to crown.
6 Such is the race of saints, by whom

The sacred courts are trod;
And such the proselytes that seek

Thy face, O Jacob's God.
7 Erect your heads, eternal gates:

Unfold, to entertain
The King of glory: see! he comes

With his celestial train.
8 Who is the King of glory? who?

The LORD, for strength renown'd;
In battle mighty; o'er his foes

Eternal victor crown'd.
9 Erect your heads, ye gates; unfold

In state to entertain
The King of glory: see! he comes

With all his shining train.
10 Who is the King of glory? who?

The Lord of hosts renown'd;
Of glory he alone is King,

Who is with glory crown'd.

PSALM 20.

S. M.

From the xxv. Psalm of David,

1 TO God, in whom I trust,

I lift my heart and voice;
O let me not be put to shame

Nor let thv foes rejoice.

2 Those who on thee rely,

Let no disgrace attend;
Be that the shameful lot of such

As wilfully offend.
3 To me thy truth impart,

And lead me in thy way;
For thou art he that brings me help;

On thee I wait all day.
Thy mercies and thy love,

.

And graciously continue still,

As thou wert ever, kind. 5 Let all my youthful crimes

Be blotted out by thee;
And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake,

In mercy think on me. 6 His

mercy and his truth

The righteous LORD displays,
In bringing wand'ring sinners home,

And teaching them his ways. 7 He those in justice guides

Who his direction seek;
And in his sacred paths shall lead

The humble and the meek.
8 Through all the ways of God

Both truth and mercy shine,
To such as, with religious hearts,

To his blest will incline. 9 Since mercy is the grace

That most exalts thy fame,
Forgive my heinous sin, O LORD

And so advance thy name, 10 Whoe'er with humble fear,

To God his duty pays,
Shall find the LORD 'a faithful guide,

In all his righteous ways. 11 For God to all his saints

His secret will imparts,
And does his gracious covenant write

In their obedient hearts. 12 To Israel's chosen race

Continue ever kind;
And, in the midst of all their wants,

Let them thy succor find.

PSALM 21. C. M.

From the xxvi. Psalm of David.*
1 JUDGE me, O LORD, for I the paths

Of righteousness have trod;
I shall not fail, who all my trust

Repose on thee, my God.
2 I'll wash my hands in innocence,

And round thine altar go; Pour the glad hymn of triumph thence,

And thence thy wonders show. 3 My thanks I 'll publish there, and tell

How thy renown excels ;
That seat affords me most delight,

In which thine honor dwells.

PSALM 22. C. M.

From the xxvii. Psalm of David.
I WHOM should I fear, since God to me

Is saving health and light ?
Since strongly he my life supports,

What can my soul affright? 2 Henceforth within his house to dwell

I earnestly desire;
His wondrous beauty there to view,

And of his will inquire.
3 For there I may with comfort rest,

In times of deep distress ;
And safe, as on a rock, abide

In that secure recess.
4 When us to seek thy glorious face

Thou kindly dost advise ; " Thy glorious face I'll always seek,"

My grateful heart replies. 5 Then hide not thou thy face, O LORD,

Nor me in wrath reject;
My God and Saviour, leave not him

Thou didst so oft protect.
6 Though all of nearest earthly ties

Me, in my wo, forsake,
Yet thou, whose love excels them all,

Wilt care and pity take.
7 Instruct me in thy paths, O LORD,

My ways directly guide;
Lest sinful men, who watch my steps,