13 The tusked boar out of the wood

Up turns it by the roots;

Wild beasts there browze, and make their food 55 Her grapes and tender shoots.

14 Return now, God of Hosts, look down

From heav'n, thy seat divine;

Behold us, but without a frown,
And visit this thy vine.

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15 Visit this vine, which thy right hand Hath set, and planted long,

And the young branch, that for thyself
Thou hast made firm and strong.

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16 But now it is consum'd with fire,
And cut with axes down;
They perish at thy dreadful ire,
At thy rebuke and frown.

17 Upon the man of thy right hand
Let thy good hand be laid;
Upon the son of man whom thou
Strong for thyself hast made.

18 So shall we not go back from thee
To ways of sin and shame;
Quicken us thou; then gladly we
Shall call upon thy Name.

19 Return us and thy grace divine,
Lord God of Hosts, vouchsafe;

Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And then we shall be safe.

PSALM LXXXI.

1 To God our strength sing loud, and clear,
Sing loud to God our King;

To Jacob's God, that all may hear,
Loud acclamations ring.

2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song,
The timbrel hither bring;

The cheerful psaltery bring along,
And harp with pleasant string.

3 Blow, as is wont, in the new moon
With trumpets' lofty sound,

Th' appointed time, the day whereon
Our solemn feast comes round.

4 This was a statute giv'n of old
For Israel to observe;

A law of Jacob's God, to hold,

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From whence they might not swerve.

5 This he a testimony ordain'd

In Joseph, not to change,

When, as he pass'd through Egypt land,
The tongue I heard was strange.

6 From burden, and from slavish toil,
I set his shoulder free:

His hands from pots, and miry soil,
Deliver'd were by me.

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In honour bend thy knee.

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10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought

Thee out of Egypt land;

Ask large enough, and I, besought,

Will grant thy full demand.

11 And yet my people would not hear, Nor hearken to my voice;

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And Israel, whom I lov'd so dear,
Mislik'd me for his choice.

12 Then did I leave them to their will,
And to their wand'ring mind;

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Their own conceits they follow'd still,
Their own devices blind.

13 0, that my people would be wise, To serve me all their days!

And O, that Israel would advise

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To walk my righteous ways!

14 Then would I soon bring down their foes, That now so proudly rise;

And turn my hand against all those
That are their enemies.

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15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain To bow to him and bend;

But they, his people, should remain,
Their time should have no end.

16 And he would feed them from the shock With flow'r of finest wheat,

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And satisfy them from the rock

With honey for their meat.

PSALM LXXXII.

1 GOD in the great assembly stands
Of kings and lordly states;
Among the gods, on both his hands,
He judges and debates.

2 How long will ye pervert the right
With judgement false and wrong,
Favouring the wicked by your might,
Who thence grow bold and strong?

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3 Regard the weak and fatherless,
Dispatch the poor man's cause:
And raise the man in deep distress
By just and equal laws.

4 Defend the poor and desolate,
And rescue from the hands
Of wicked men the low estate
Of him that help demands.

5 They know not, nor will understand,
In darkness they walk on;

The earth's foundations all are mov'd,
And out of order gone.

6 I said that ye were gods, yea all
The sons of God Most High;

7 But ye shall die like men, and fall

As other princes die.

8 Rise, God; judge thou the earth in might, This wicked earth redress;

For thou art he who shall by right

The nations all possess.

PSALM LXXXIII.

1 BE not thou silent now at length,
O God, hold not thy peace;
Sit thou not still, O God of strength,
We cry, and do not cease.

2 For lo, thy furious foes now swell, And storm outrageously;

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And they that hate thee, proud and fell,
Exalt their heads full high.

3 Against thy people they contrive

Their plots and counsels deep;

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Them to ensnare they chiefly strive,
Whom thou dost hide and keep.

4 Come, let us cut them off, say they, Till they no nation be;

That Israel's name for ever may

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Be lost in memory.

5 For they consult with all their might, And all, as one in mind,

Themselves against thee they unite,
And in firm union bind.

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6 The tents of Edom, and the brood Of scornful Ishmael,

Moab, with them of Hagar's blood,
That in the desert dwell,

7 Gebal and Ammon, there conspire,
And hateful Amalec,

The Philistines, and they of Tyre,
Whose bounds the sea doth check.
8 With them great Ashur also bands,
And doth confirm the knot:

All these have lent their armed hands
To aid the sons of Lot.

9 Do to them as to Midian bold, That wasted all the coast;

To Sisera; and, as is told,

Thou didst to Jabin's host,
When, at the brook of Kishon old,
They were repuls'd and slain,

10 At Endor quite cut off, and roll'd
As dung upon the plain.

11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, So let their princes speed;

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As Zeba and Zalmunna bled,

So let their princes bleed.

12 For they amidst their pride have said, By right now shall we seize

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God's houses, and will now invade

Their stately palaces.

13 My God, oh make them as a wheel, No quiet let them find;

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Giddy and restless let them reel
Icke stubble from the wind.

The greedy flame runs higher and higher
Till all the mountains blaze;

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15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue, And with thy tempest chase;

16 And, till they yield thee honour due, Lord, fill with shame their face.

17 Asham'd, and troubled, let them be, Troubled, and sham'd for ever;

Ever confounded, and so die

With shame, and scape it never.

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Jehovah is alone,

Art the Most High, and thou the same,

O'er all the earth art One.

PSALM LXXXIV.

1 HOW lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hosts, how dear

The pleasant tabernacles are,

Where thou dost dwell so near. !

2 My soul doth long and almost die Thy courts, O Lord, to see;

My heart and flesh aloud do cry,

O living God, for thee.

3 There ev❜n the sparrow, freed from wrong,

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Hath found a house of rest;

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The swallow there, to lay her young

Hath built her brooding nest;

Ev'n by thy altars, Lord of Hosts,

They find their safe abode;

And home they fly from round the coasts
Toward thee, my King, my God.

4 Happy, who in thy house reside,

Where thee they ever praise!

5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways!

6 They pass through Baca's thirsty vale, That dry and barren ground;

As through a fruitful wat'ry dale,

Where springs and show'rs abound.

7 They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsome cheer,

Till all before our God at length

In Sion do appear.

8 Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer, O Jacob's God, give ear;

9 Thou, God, our shield, look on the face
Of thy anointed dear.

10 For one day in thy courts to be,
Is better, and more blest,
Than in the joys of vanity
A thousand days at best.
I, in the temple of my God,
Had rather keep a door,

Than dwell in tents, and rich abode,

With sin for evermore.

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11 For God the Lord, both sun and shield, Gives grace and glory bright;

No good from them shall be withheld

Whose ways are just and right.

12 Lord God of Hosts, that reign'st on high,

That man is truly blest,

Who only on thee doth rely,

And in thee only rest.

1 THY land to favour graciously
Thou hast not, Lord, been slack;
Thou hast from hard captivity
Returned Jacob back.

2 Th' iniquity thou didst forgive
That wrought thy people woe;

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And all their sin, that did thee grieve,
Hast hid where none shall know.

3 Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd,

And calmly didst return

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From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd
Far worse than fire to burn.

4 God of our saving health and peace, Turn us, and us restore;

Thine indignation cause to cease
Towards us, and chide no more.
5 Wilt thou be angry without end,
For ever angry thus?

Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend
From age to age on us?

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