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LEST is the man, and none but he,
not ungodly men,
Nor stands their evil deeds to see,
Nor sits the innocent to' arraign;
The persecutor's guilt to share,
Oppressive in the scorner's chair.
2 Obedience is his pure delight,
To do the pleasure of his Lord:
His exercise by day and night
To search his soul-converting word:
The law of liberty to prove,
The perfect law of life and love.
3 Fast by the streams of paradise
He, as a pleasant plant, shall grow;
The tree of righteousness shall rise,
And all his blooming honours show; Spread out his boughs, and flourish fair, And fruit unto perfection bear.
4 His verdant leaf shall never fade,
His works of faith shall never cease; His happy toil shall all succeed,
Whom God himself delights to bless: -But no success the' ungodly find, Scatter'd like chaff before the wind.
5 No portion and no place have they
With those whom God vouchsafes to' approve;
Cast in the dreadful judgment-day,
Who trample on their Saviour's love;
Who here their bleeding Lord deny,
Shall perish, and for ever die.
THY do the Jews and Gentiles join,
To execute a vain design;
Idly their utmost power engage,
And storm with unavailing rage?
2 Earth's haughty kings, their Lord oppose,
The rulers list themselves his foes,
To fight against their God agree,
And slay the' incarnate Deity.
3 As sworn their Maker to dethrone,
And Jesus, his anointed Son;
To rise from all subjection freed,
And reign Almighty in his stead.
4 The Lord, that calmly sits above,
Enthron'd in everlasting love,
Shall all their feeble steps deride,
And laugh to scorn their furious pride.
5 Then shall he in his wrath address,
And vex his baffled enemies;
"Yet I have glorified my Son,"
"And plac'd him on his Father's throne: 6"Wherefore to him, ye kings submit, "Be wise to fall, and kiss his feet: "With awful joy revere his sway, "Ye rulers of the earth obey.
"Worship the co-eternal Son, "Lest you in anger he disown, "His light with-hold, his grace deny, "And leave you in your sins to die. 8 "Thrice happy all who trust in Him, "All good, Almighty to redeem ! "They only shall his mercy prove, "Lov'd with an everlasting love."
NOTHER day preserv'd by grace,
We end it with our Saviour's praise,
Symphonious to the quires above,
And triumph in his guardian love:
Ye angels, with your wings outspread,
Come, take your stand around our bed.
2 We soon shall wake with you to sing,
In presence of our heavenly King;
With you unutterably blest,
Shall always praise and never rest;
But smooth as the melodious lay,
Shall endless ages roll away.
3 O that the joyful day were come,
Which calls our happy spirits home;
O could we join our friends in light,
And reach our Father's house to-night:
And sweetly close our willing eyes,
To open them in paradise.
EE, O Lord, my foes increase,
Mark the troublers of my peace,
Fiercely 'gainst my soul they rise;
"Heaven, they say, its help denies,"
Help he seeks from God in vain,
"God hath given him up to man."
2 But thou art a shield for me,
Succour, still, I find in thee;
Now thou liftest up my head,
Now I glory in thine aid;
Confident in thy defence,
Strong in thine Omnipotence.
3 To the Lord I cried; the cry
Brought my Helper from the sky;
By my kind Protector kept,
Safe I laid me down and slept,
Slept within his arms, and rose;
Blest him for the calm repose.
4 Kept by him, I cannot fear
Sin, the world, or Satan near;
All their hosts my soul defies:
Lord, in my behalf arise,
Save me, for in faith I call,
Save me, O my God, from all.
5 Thou hast sav'd me heretofore,
Thou hast quell'd the adverse power,
Pluck'd me from the jaws of death,
Broke the roaring lion's teeth:
Still from all my foes defend,
Save me, save me to the end.
6 Thine it is, O Lord, to save,
Strength in Thee, thy people have;
Safe from sin, in Thee they rest,
With the gospel-blessing blest;
Wait to see the perfect grace,
Heaven on earth in Jesu's face.
PSALM IV. PART I.
G Thy humble suppliant hear,
Thou hast reliev'd me in distress,
And thou art always near:
Again thy mercy show,
The peaceful answer send,
Assuage my grief, relieve my woe,
And all my troubles end.
How long, ye sons of men,
Will ye blaspheme aloud,
My honour wrong,-my glory stain,
And vilify my God?
How long will ye delight
In vanity and vice,
Madly against the righteous fight,.
And follow after lies?
Know, for himself, the Lord
Hath surely set apart
The man that trembles at his word,
The man of upright heart:
And when to him I pray,
He promises to hear,
And help me in my evil day,
And answer all my prayer.
Ye sinners, stand in awe,
And from your sins depart,
Out of the evil world withdraw,
And commune with your heart:
In thinking of his love
Be day and night employ'd;
Be still; nor in his presence move,
But wait upon your God.
5 Offer your prayer and praise,
Which he will not despise,
Through Jesus Christ your righteousness, Accepted sacrifice:
Offer your heart's desires;
But trust in him alone,
Who gives whatever he requires,
And freely saves his own.
6 THE world, with fruitless pain,
Seek happiness below;
What man, they ask, (but all in vain)
The long-sought good will show?
The brightness of thy face
Give us, O Lord, to see;
Glory on earth begun in grace,
And happiness in thee.
7 Thou hast on me bestow'd,
All-gracious as thou art,
The taste divine, the sovereign good,
And fix'd it in my heart:
Above all earthly bliss,
The sense of sin forgiven,
The hidden joy, the mystic peace,
The antepast of heaven.
Of gospel-peace possest,
Secure in thy defence,
Now, Lord, within thine arms I rest,
And who shall pluck me hence ?