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Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.
-7 Then will I teach the world thy ways,
Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace;
o I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood;
And they shall praise a pard❜ning God.
8 O may thy love inspire my tongue!
• Salvation shall be all my song;

s And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

C. M. 2D PART. Bishopsgate. Canterbury. [b] Repentance, and Faith in the Blood of CHRIST.

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GOD of mercy, hear my call,

My load of guilt remove;

Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from thy love.

-2 Give me the presence of thy grace;
Then my rejoicing tongue

• Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song.

e 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone:

o The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone.

4 A soul opprest with sin's desert,
My God will ne'er despise;

A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.

PSALM 53. C. M. Mear. [*]

Ver. 4—6. Victory and Deliverance from Persecution. RE all the foes of Zion fools,



Who thus devour her saints?

Do they not know her Saviour rules,

And pities her complaints?

2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise;
For God's revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them who rise
To do his children harm.

3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of armies in array;


When God has first despis'd their host,

They fall an easy prey.

4 O for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore!

Jacob with all the tribes shall sing,

And Judah weep no more.

PSALM 55. C. M. Canterbury. [b]

V. 1-8, 16, 17, 18, 22. Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul.

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WERE I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;

-I'd fly, and make along remove
From all these restless things.

e 5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.

-6 Vain hopes-and vain inventions all,
To 'scape the rage of hell!


-The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.

o 7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;

The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.

98 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid:
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.

-9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all:
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.

S. M. Aylesbury. [*]

V. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Dangerous Prosperity: or Daily




ET sinners take their course,

-But in the worship of my God,
I'll spend my daily breath.

2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I seek his blessing ev'ry noon,

And pay my vows at night.

o 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God;

e While sinners perish in surprise,
Beneath thine angry rod.

p 4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear, nor trust thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.

5 But I with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word.

o 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love:

g The ground on which their safety stands No earthly power can move.

PSALM 56. C. M. Wantage. [b] GOD's Care of his People, in answer to Prayer.

e 10THOU, whose justice reigns on high,

And makes th' oppressor cease,

Behold how envious sinners try,
To vex and break my peace.

3 In God most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the dust.

-6 God counts the sorrows of his saints,
Their groans affect his ears;

Thou hast a book for my complaints,
A bottle for my tears.

7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee;

o So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So near is God to me.

-9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord; Thou shalt receive my praise:

o I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word; "How righteous all thy ways!"

-10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death, e O set a pris'ner free!

o That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employ'd for thee.

PSALM 57. L. M. Old Hundred. Blendon. [*] Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth.

1 MY God, in whom are all the springs

Of boundless love, and grace unknown, e Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 'Till the dark cloud be overblown. -2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform; o He sends his angels from the sky,

And saves me from the threat'ning storm. -4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise Immortal honours to his Name:

o Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise; My tongue the glory of my frame.

g 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."

s 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. St. Helen's. [*]
Warning to Magistrates.

1 JUDGES, who rule the world by laws,


When one oppress'd before you stands?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich sinners 'scape secure,
While gold and greatness bribe your hands.

2 Have ye forgot, 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.
o 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky;
-Their grandeur melts, their titles die,
As hills of snow dissolve and run:
e 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 who hear shall join and say, d "Sure there's a God who rules on high; "A God who hears his children cry,

"And will their suff'rings well repay."

PSALM 60. C. M. Plymouth. [b]

V. 1-5,10-12.-Humiliation for Disappointments in War. ORD, hast thou cast the nation off?

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Must we forever mourn?

Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath?
Shall mercy ne'er return?

The terrour of one frown of thine,
Melts all our strength away;

Like men that totter, drunk with wine,
We tremble in dismay.

p 3 Our nation trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand!
Oh, heal the people thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.

o 4 Lift up thy banner in the field,
For those who fear thy Name;
• Defend thy people with thy shield,
And put our foes to shame.

-5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Their guardian and their God;
In vain confed'rate powers unite
Against thy lifted rod.

o 6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown,
By thine assisting hand:

g 'Tis God who treads the mighty down, And makes the feeble stand,

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