19 They never fhall deplore with fhame, Because they trufted in the Lord, Nor ever dare his love to blame, Or charge a failure on his word: For when the evil times fhall come, And days of famine fhall draw near, The Lord fhall feed his flock at home, And ferve them with the beft of cheer. 20 Though wicked men bring hecatombs, And with their incenfe cloud the skies, From feigned hearts their worship comes, Which, like the sparks and vapour, flies: So hypocrites fhall flash away, 1 Like fmoke of their own facrifice, Shall fall beneath deftruction's line. 23 The Man of God fhall firmly tread, In all his ways directed well; For all his steps are ordered Of God, with whom his foul fhall dwell. 24 Although he fall, when forely pufh'd, He thall not be entirely crush'd, 25 From. 25 From earliest age, my foul has feen And known the vifions of the Lord; They never turn'd, and never fhall, Tho' corn, and wine, and oil, fhould fail. 26 For He's the Well-fpring of their joys, And tread not in the paths of guile, He ne'er forfakes his faints at all; 30 Wisdom is poured from the mouth, And judgment tips the righteous tongue; 31 Within his heart the law of truth Preferyes his fteps from going wrong. 32 The wicked watch the Holy One, And ly in wait his foul to flay; 33 The Lord his shield will interpone, And fafely guard him on his way. 34 Wait on the Lord, and watch his eye, He'll guide and raise thee to thy throne; And thou fhalt reign his King on high, And fee the wicked all undone. 35 I faw the wicked high in pow'r, Fair-fpreading like a green bay-tree; 36 Away he pafs'd in his own hour, I fought him-found he could not be. 37 Behold, the wicked are no more; But mark the pure and perfect One, And all his upright ways explore, You'll find them end in peace alone. 38 Tranfgreffors all fhall be destroy'd, Like tares, in one promifcuous heap, When th' angels, by their Lord employ'd, Shall fly abroad the earth to reap. 39 The tares fhall feed th' eternal flames; But God fhall fave his elect race, On whom his brightest glory beams, Their darkness all away to chafe. 40 Jehovah fhall defend his charge, As birds who fly, and pass, and turn, While hov❜ring vultures fly at large, Which for their helpless brood do burn: So they', fecure beneath his wing, Shall laugh at ev'ry bird of prey; And joyful reign with Chrift their King, When death and hell are fray'd away. PSALM XXXVII. THIS Pfalm alfo is all spoken in one person, and breathes forth the heaviest preffure and anguifh of fpirit, fupported by the most confummate meeknefs, patience, and refignation to the will of God: the language is borrowed from the most pungent feelings of one fuffering all manner of diftrefs in body, mind, character, and estate. That Meffiah is the perfon, is demonftrable from the very of the whole Pfalm, compared with all its parallels cited on the margin, with others, and read in the light of the four Evangelifts: fo that nothing more particular needs be faid in this place; only the reader may especially confult Pfalms vi. xl. Axix. and Ixxxviii. with their illustrations. How heavy, heavy was the hour, When tears with blood did flow! While The caufe of grief was human fin; WHAT floods of fire upon me flow, And rage within my foul, That I may all the horrors know Which o'er the damned roll! For guilty men to die the death, face For For I delight to drink this cup, Bitter as death and hell! 2 Thine arrows in a tempeft fall, 3 In all my bones there is no peace, 4 For mine iniquities increafe, 5 My feft'ring wounds opprefs me fore, 6 I'm grieved fore, and Bowed down, And, troubled with his angry frown, 7 My loins are fill'd with dire difeafe, In all my flesh I find no eafe; My anguifh makes me fcream. 9 Lord, |