Thou art the tow'r of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
4 Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy name:
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
PSALM 61. Second Part.
Jesus is our king.
Y soul of thy protection sure,
Against her foes shall rest secure;
For thou, O God, hast heard my vows,
And brought me joyful to thy house.
2 With all thy saints I'll strive to sing
The glories of my heav'nly king;
Whom thou in mercy didst ordain,
Should o'er thy chosen people reign.
3 Jesus shall live for ever blest,
And give his people peace and rest:
His years shall last, and God will own
His righteous sceptre, and his throne.
4 O let thy truth prepare the way;
In mercy, Lord, extend his sway:
Thus we'll devote our future days,
To pay our vows and sing thy praise.
PSALM 62. L. M.
Faith in the grace and power of the Redeemer. spirit looks to God alone;
My rock and refuge is his throne; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face:
When helpers fail, and foes invade,
God is our all-sufficient aid.
3 False are the men of high degree,
The baser sort are vanity;
Laid in the balance, both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.
4 Make not increasing gold your trust,
Nor set your hearts on glitt'ring dust;
Why will ye grasp the fleeting smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke?
5 Once hath his awful voice declar'd,
Once and again my ears have heard,
"All pow'r is his eternal due;
"He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sov'reign pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a partner of the throne:
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last reward.
The morning of a Lord's day.
ARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.
2 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r,
Thro' all thy temples shine:
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
That vision so divine.
3 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move;
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.
4 Thus till my last expiring day
I'll bless my God and king;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
The love of God better than life.
YREAT God, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories, that compose thy name,
Stand all engag'd to make me blest.
2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise,
Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood.
3 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace.
4 Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste,
Nor all the joys our senses know,
Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise my cheerful passions so.
5 My life itself, without thy love,
No taste of pleasure could afford;
'Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from the Lord.
6 Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head;
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
7 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And bless the remnant of my days.
PSALM 63. Third Part. S. M.
Μ M This joy, to call thee mine,
Y God, permit my tongue
And let my early cries prevail
To taste thy love divine.
2 My thirsty fainting soul
Thy mercy does implore;
Not travellers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.
3 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place;
Thy pow'r and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick'ning grace.
4 Since thou hast been my help
To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence,
My cheerful hope relies.
5 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps;
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.
Hope in God for deliverance from enemies.
REAT God, attend to my complaint,
Nor let my drooping spirit faint:
When foes in secret spread the snare,
Let my salvation be thy care.
2 Shield me without, and guard within,
From vile temptations and from sin;
May envy, lust, and pride depart,
And heav'nly grace expand my heart.
3 Thy justice and thy pow'r display,
And scatter far thy foes away;
While list'ning nations learn thy word,
And saints, triumphant, bless the Lord.
4 Then shall thy Church exalt her voice,
And all that love thy name rejoice:
By faith approach thine awful throne,
And plead the merits of thy Son..
PSALM 65. First Part.
A prayer-hearing God.
RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee;
There shall our vows be paid:
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray;
All flesh shall seek thine aid.
2 Lord, our iniquities prevail,
But pard'ning grace is thine;
And thou wilt grant us pow'r and skill
To conquer ev'ry sin.
3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose
To bring them near thy face;
Give them a dwelling in thy house,
To feast upon thy grace.
4 In answ'ring what thy church requests,
Thy truth and terror shine;
And works of dreadful righteousness
Fulfil thy kind design.
5 Thus shall the wond'ring nations see
The Lord is good and just;
And distant islands fly to thee,
And make thy name their trust.
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