Gr PSALM 70, L. M. A prayer of the church for the presence of Christ. 10 THOU, whose hand the kingdom sways Whom earth, and hell, and heav'n obeys To help thy chosen sons appear, 2 While stupid wretches, sunk in sleep, To sense, and sin and madness giv'n, 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, 4 O haste, with ev'ry gift inspir'd, 5 Assert the honour of thy name; 6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, 7 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend; PSALM 71. First Part. C. M.. The aged saint's reflection and hope. MY hands have held my childhood up, nd strengthen'd all my youth. Hesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, ith all these limbs of mine ; from my mother's painful hour, e been entirely thine. math my life new wonders seen peated ev'ry year ; d! my days that yet remain, ust them to thy care. me not off when strength declines, in the hist'ry of my age, SALM 71. Second Part. C. M. art my everlasting trust, et shall travel all the length he celestial road; arch with courage in thy strength, see my Father, God. I am fill'd with sore distress some surprising sin, y glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. have I heard thy threat'nings roar, And oft endur'd the grief ; t when thy hand has prest me sore, Thy grace was my relief. long experience have I known Thy sov'reign pow'r to save : thy command, I venture down Securely to the grave. nen I lie buried deep in dust, PSALM 72. First Part. L. М. REAT God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, w give the kingdom to thy Son, tend his pow'r, exalt his throne. y sceptre well becomes his hands, heav'n submits to his commands ; 5 justice shall avenge the poor, d pride and rage prevail no more. ith pow'r he vindicates the just, d treads th' oppressor in the dust; worship and his fear shall last, Il hours, and years, and time be past. rain on meadows newly mown, shall he send his influence down : grace on fainting souls distils, Le heav'nly dew on thirsty hills. e heathen lands, that lie beneath shades of overspreading death, |