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Praise for protection, grace, and truth.
Y God, in whom are all the springs
Of boundless love, and grace unknown,

Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.

2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,
The Lord will my desires perform :
He sends his angels from the sky,
And saves me from the threat'ning storm.
3 Be thou exalted, O my God!
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell :
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
Let land to land thy wonders tell.

4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise
Immortal honours to thy name :
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky/:
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.

6 Be thou exalted, O my God!
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell :
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

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PSALM 58. P. M.

Warning to magistrates.

JUDGES,

UDGES, who rule the world by laws,
Will ye despise the righteous cause,
When vile oppression wastes the land ?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich sinners 'scape secure,

While gold and greatness bribe your hand?

2 Forgot ye then, or never knew,
That God will judge the judges too?
High in the heav'ns his justice reigns !
Yet you invade the rights of God,
And send your bold decrees abroad,
To bind the conscience in your chains.
3 A poison'd arrow is your tongue,
The arrow sharp, the poison strong,
And death attends where'er it wounds';
You hear no counsels, cries nor tears;
So the deaf adder stops her ears

Against the pow'r of charming sounds.
4 Break out their teeth, eternal God!
Those teeth of lions, dy'd in blood;
And crush the serpents in the dust :
As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise,
Before the sweeping tempest flies,

So let their names and hopes be lost, 5 The Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run;

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But drive them with thine angry breath,
Thro' distant lands to roam.

7 Then shall our grateful voice
Proclaim our guardian God;
The nations round the earth rejoice,
And sound the praise abroad.
PSALM 60. С. М.

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On a day of humiliation in war.

ORD thou hast scourg'd our guilty land,
Behold thy people mourn :
Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand?
Shall mercy ne'er return?
2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye,
Earth's haughty tow'rs decay;
Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky,
And mortals melt away.

3 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand!
O! heal the nation thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.
4 Exalt the banner in the field,

For those that fear thy name ;
From barb'rous hosts thy people shield,
And put our foes to shame.
5 Attend our armies to the fight,
And be their guardian God :
In vain shall num'rous pow'rs unite,
Against thy lifted rod.

6 Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand,
Shall gain a glad renown :
'Tis God who makes the feeble stand,
And treads the mighty down.

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Or snails that perish in their slime,
Or births that come before their time,

Vain births, that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord, Safety and joy to saints afford :

And all that hear shall join and say, "Sure there's a God that rules on high, "A God that hears his children cry,

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" And will their suff'rings well repay."

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PSALM 59. S. M.

Complaints against invading foes.
ROM foes that round us rise,
O God of heav'n, defend;
Who brave the vengeance of the skies,
And with thy saints contend.
2 Behold! from distant shores,
And desert wilds they come,
Combine for blood their barb'rous force,
And thro' our cities roam.
3 Beneath the silent shade,
Their secret plots they lay;
Our peaceful walls by night invade;
And waste the fields by day.
4 And will the God of grace,
Regardless of our pain,
Permit secure that impious race,
To riot in their reign ?
5 In vain their secret guile,
Or open force they prove :
His eye can pierce the deepest veil;
His hand their strength remove.
6 Yet save them, Lord, from death,
Lest we forget their doom;

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