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ner of interpretation; which must either be ad mitted, or the New Teftament made void! See particularly the whole Epistle to the Hebrews.

N. B. From ver. 5 to 18 of the Pfalm, those fentences, which in our version stand in the form of petitions or prayers, are in the paraphrafe turned into the form of predictions of things, which were to be fulfilled in the Son of God. Thus, Create in me, or rather, Thou fhalt create in me a clean heart, O God,' &c. refpect the human nature in its perfection, prepared or created for the eternal Son of God, who behoved to be made in all things, refpecting that nature, like unto his brethren, except fin. This liberty of changing the form of the above fentences, all the commentators allow, when they tell us the curfes or imprecations in the Pfalms fhould rather be rendered predictions. However, either way the fenfe is the fame: fo that there needs be thought no occafion of stumbling here upon that account.— God hath made Chrift to be fin for us, who knew no fin, that we might be made the righteoufnefs of "God in him,' 2 Cor. v. 21. Ifa. liii. Gal. iii. 13. 1 Pet. ii 24.-See all the parallels of thefe paflages, and of this Pfalm; and then judge, and fay, Let God be true, and every man a liar.' Amen.

When David Jinn'd with Bathsheba,

And Jhed Uriah's blood;
As Nathan did the fim'le draw,

The king corrected food:

Thou art the man, the prophet faid;

On thee the fword shall be:

Thy neighbour thou haft murdered;

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His wife debauch'd by thee

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Thy guilt is covered:

Thy fon Meffiah, in his day,

For thee his blood fhall Shed

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Prophetic, breath'd this Pfalm
Meliah's labours to record

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1 BEhold, my Father, fee thy Son!
I bend beneath my load; 1, 2

For mine iniquities I groan, da mi bo A
Preis'd by thy hand, Q God. v.
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And loving-kindnesses, emoj
When I engaged to endure re
The frownings of thy face?

I thought them fure; nor can I lefs;
Yet in the pangs of death,"
When justice fierce, and holiness,
Are drinking up my breath.
I yield it up, for why should I
Deny my folemn, vow?
Himfelf my God cannot deny:
Before my God I bow. work
Have mercy thou on me, my God,
According to thy love;

And free me from this heavy load,
Which thou alone canft move?
For thou haft laid this load on me,
And bound it by thy pow'r
According to thy mercy, fee,
And fave me from this hour :

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Thefe heavy clouds away,

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The crimes which thou accounteft mine,"

And change my night to day. :) 20 wash me, wash me from my guilt, p And cleanfe away my fin

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All my tranfgreffions high;
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4 'Gainst thee, O Lord, 'gainst thee alone,
Was my tranfgreffion wrought;
And in thy fight this evil done,
For which my blood is fought:
This debt is mine by thy decree,
And juftifies my God,

In taking vengeance upon me,
And calling for my blood.

5 Behold, in fulness of the time, ;
I'm form'd the womb within,
Involved in the deadly crime
Of my imputed fin bu sabini

My mother's felf, a finful wight,
In fin conceiveth me;"
And I'm a finner in thy fight,
Altho' from finning free:
For fin thon makeft me, O God,
Though fin I never knew;
That righteoufnefs might be bestow'd
Where death was only due da

Let all believers now rejoiced on.
In Chrift their Righteoufnels;
My forrows are their only joys, G
My death their happiness.

6 Behold, O God, thy heart's, defire
Is truth the heart within; w

And thou wilt give what thou'lt require,

And with the heart begin

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Thou'lt furely make me wisdom know

Within my inner part;

And thou wilt all thy glory fhow
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7 With my own blood thou'lt purge me fo
As fignify'd of old, on y

When hyffop-bunches blood did throw,1)
Which Mofes hath foretold:...

Thoul't make me whiter than the fnow, 1
And wash me pure as God;

For this my blood in ftreams fhall flow,
And sprinkle all abroad.

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Thou'lt joy and gladness make me hear, 1
And caufe my bones rejoice,'
Whilft I, exulting, drawing near,
Shall celebrate my joys robgm
For all my bones, reftor d by thee,
The bones which thou haft broke,
Shall laugh, and fing, and joyful be,

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And future bruifes mock.em 8) 9 Thou'it hide thy face from all my fins, T And all my forrows chafe,

When mine iniquity begins,, mer, JOWA.
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10 And when my frame thou thält create,
My body and my foul, and its

Thouʼlt make me in a perfect state,
Thy work divine the whole

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The heart which thou'lt create mosh
My fpitis conftant fhall endure, Triw
Nor change its perfect ftare I
As Adam, thou wilt not reject
Thy Chrift, the Lord from heav'n;
For thy commands I will not break,
Nor fwerve from precepts giv❜n.
11 Thou wilt not from thy presence caft,
Nor drive me from thy face,
As Adam, when he over-pafti
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Thy Spirit thou'lt not take away,

Nor leave me in the pow'r
Of fubtile ferpent, to betray,
And then my foul devour.
12 The joys of thy falvation thou
Wilt unto me restore,

Which, all the fallen race till now,
In Adam loft, deplore.

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Thou'lt with thy Spirit me uphold,
Thy Spirit kind and free;
And, thro' thy mercies manifold,
The kingdom give to me. lin
13 Then will I fhew thy ways unto
Tranfgreffors ev'ry where,

When thou'lt the Holy Ghoft beftow
On me, thy Son and Heir.."

Then finners fhall converted be, o i
And turned to their Godin surf.
Away from every vanity

In all the world abroad.32 0. 14 Thou'lt me deliver from the blood Of all thine elect race;

For by thy love I'll bear their load;
My blood fhall, be their peace:

And of the unbeliever's blood,
Because he me withftands, h
When I proclaim thy counfel good,
I'll boldly wash my hands:
Affoil'd from bloods, O God, by thee,
Of my falvation God,

I'll of thy juftice pure and free.

For ever fing aloud.

15 Thou wilt enlarge my heart and mouth,

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And fill them with the praise

Of thy pure everlafting truth,

And all thy gracious ways.

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