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.
PSALM 58. P. M.
Warning to magistrates.
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;
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.
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.
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,
" And will their suff'rings well repay."
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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