2 Their feet, O Lord, shall never fall, 3 Thou wilt sustain our feeble powers Thou watchest our unguarded hours, 4 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Thou shield'st our heads from burning noon, From blasting damps at night. 5 He guards our souls, he keeps our breath, Where thickest dangers come: Go, and return secure from death, PSALM CXXX. UT of the depth of self-despair My misery mark, attend my prayer, 3 If thou art rigorously severe, Where shall the man of sin appear, 4 But, O, forgiveness is with thee, 5 I look to see his lovely face, My longing soul expects his grace, 6 My soul, while still to him it flies, O that his mercy's beams would rise, 7 Ye faithful souls, confide in God, Mercy with him remains; 1 Plenteous redemption through his blood, His Israel himself shall clear; PSALM CXXXVII. AST by the Babylonish tide, FAS The tide our sorrows made o'erflow, We dropt our weary limbs, and cried, In deep distress at Sion's woe; Her we bewail'd in speechless groans, In bondage with her captive sons. 2 Our harps, no longer vocal now, We cast aside, untun'd, unstrung, 3 In vain our haughty lords requir'd 4 Jerusalem, dear hallowed name, 1 MY A HYMN. Y God and Lord, thy counsel show, How shall I serve thy Church, and where? 2 Free for whate'er thy love ordains, 3 Master, be thou my might, my mouth, Be thou my guide to lands unknown, 4 My rest on earth to toil for thee, For thee immortal souls to win, peace, 5 Witness and messenger of 1 I only live to preach thy death, THE INFINITE. NOME seraph, lend your heavenly tongue, That I may raise a lofty song To our Eternal King. 2 Thy names, how infinite they be! Great Everlasting One! Boundless thy might and majesty, C 3 Thine essence is a vast abyss, Which angels cannot sound; An ocean of infinities, Where all our thoughts are drown'd! 5 Reason may grasp the massy hills, 6 In vain our haughty reason swells; PSALM CXXXIX: I LORD, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy vengeful ire, 2 Should I suppress my vital breath, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 3 If wing'd with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the West; Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 4 If o'er my sins I seek to draw The curtains of the night; Those flaming eyes that guard thy law, 5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, 0 may I ne'er provoke that power PART II. WHEN I with pleasing wonder stand, Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand, 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possess'd, 3 Thine eye with tender care survey'd Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid, 4 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, 1 G THE CREATOR AND CREATURES. OD is a name my soul adores, The' almighty Three, the' eternal One! Nature and grace with all their powers Confess the lufiuite unknown. 2 Thy voice produc'd the sea and spheres, Bade the waves roar, and planets shine But nothing like Thy self appears Through all these spacious works of thine! 3 Still restless nature dies and grows, From change to change the creatures run; Thy Being no succession knows, |