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5 The Lord derides their rage,

And will support his throne;
He that hath raised him from the dead,
Hath owned him for his Son.


UR Lord 's ascended high,

And rules the subject earth;
The merit of his blood' he pleads,

And pleads his heavenly birth. 2 Beneath his sovereign sway

The Gentile nations bend;
Far as the world's remotest bounds

His kingdom shall extend. 3 The nations that rebel

Must feel his iron rod :
He'll vindicate those honours well,

Which he received from God. 4 Be wise, ye rulers, now,

And worship at his throne;
With trembling joy, ye judges, bow

To God's exalted Son. 5 If once his wrath arise,

Ye perish on the place;
Then blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.

WHY did the nations join to slay

? Why did they cast his laws away,

And tread his gospel down? 2 The Lord that sits above the skies,

Derides their rage below; He speaks with vengeance in his eyes,

And strikes their spirits through.

3 I call him my eternal Son,

And raise him from the dead; I make my holy hill his throne,

And wide his kingdom spread.
4 “ Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy

The utmost heathen lands;
Thy rod of iron shall destroy

The rebel that withstands."
5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,

Obey th' anointed Lord;
Adore the King of heavenly birth,

And tremble at his word. 6 With humble love address his throne;

For if he frown, ye die:
Those are secure, and those alone,
Who on his grace rely.

MY God, how many are my fears !

How fast my foes increase !
Conspiring my eternal death,

They break my present peace.
2 The lying tempter would persuade

There's no relief in heaven,
And all my growing sins appear

Too great to be forgiven. 3 But thou, my glory and my strength,

Shalt on the tempter tread:
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,

And raise my drooping head. 4 I cried, and from his holy hill,

He bowed a listening ear;
I called my Father, and my God,

And he subdued my fear.

5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,

In spite of all my foes :
I woke and wondered at the grace

That guarded my repose. 6 What though the hosts of death and hell,

All armed, against me stood: Terrors no more shall shake my soul;

My refuge is my God.
7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,

While I thy glory sing:
My God hath broke the serpent's teeth,

And death hath lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs;

His arm alone can save:
Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.

LORD, how many are my foes,

In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose,

But my defence and hope is God.
2 Tired with the burdens of the day,

To thee I raised an evening cry;
Thou heard'st when I began to pray,

And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid

I laid me down and slept secure :
Not death should make my heart afraid,

Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night ;

Salvation doth to God belong :
He raised my head to see the light,
And makes his praise my morning song.


PSALM 4. FIRST PART. L. M. O GOD of grace and


: Thou hast enlarged me in distress,

Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try

To turn my glory into shame;
How long will scoffers love to lie,

And dare reproach my Saviour's name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints

From all the tribes of men beside ;
He hears and pities their complaints,

For the dear sake of Christ that died 4 When our obedient hands have done

A thousand works of righteousness,
We put our trust in God alone,

And glory in his pardoning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say,

“Who will bestow some earthly good??? But, Lord, thy light and love we pray;

Our souls desire this heavenly food.
6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice

At grace divine, and love so great ;
Nor will I change my happy choice
For all their wealth and boasted state.

Psalm 4. SECOND PART. C. M. LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;

: I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head

From cares and business free, Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies

Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace,

I'll give mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.

Psalm 5. C. M.
LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift


2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone

To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne

Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort

To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thy holy court,

And worship in thy fear. 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight

And plain before my face. 6 My watchful enemies combine

To tempt my feet astray; They flatter with a base design

To make my soul their prey.

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