SPOKEN by the Lord Jefus Chrift, and parallel to Pfalm ii.

Let churches fing with Chrift their King,
And fend aloft their hearts:

He leads their praife, and leads their ways,
And gives them each their parts.

His wings fhall hide them who abide
In fhelter of his name:

For evermore, the Lord before,
He lives; they do the fame.

Hear

'Ο my cry, thine ear apply, My God, unto my pray'r;

For daily I before thee ly,

And pour my inmoft care.

2 From fartheft bound of earth, my found
Shall reach, O Lord, to thee:
If e'er I found, in forrow drown'd,
My heart o'erwhelm'd in me,

Lo then, behold, thou didst unfold
The fweetness of thy love,
And lead me bold to my strong-hold,
My rock which cannot move.

3 For thou haft been for me a screen,
And fortress from my foe,

Where ftill I'm feen, and fafe, I ween,

O Lord, thy wing below:

For lo, in thy pavilion, I

For ever fhall abide,

Above the sky, to found on high

Thy praifes far and wide :

4 For

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4 For thou, O Lord, wilt me afford,
According to my vow,

And thy fure word, which I'll record,
An everlafting NOW,

With thee to dwell, thy ways to tell
To thofe who love thy name,
Whom I love well, who fhall excel:
This heritage I claim.

5 Thy King hall know no change, nor wo,
Through years an endless train:

6 For thou'lt beftow what thou dost owe,
An everlasting reign.

7 Before thee fall he never fhall,
The Lord of all thy houfe.
8 Christ's fubjects all him Sov'reign call,
And daily pay their vows.

Teis Pfalm, fpoken alfo in the perfon of the Meffiah, is evidently one of the fame fpirit, and line of interpretation, with Pfalm xxxiii. xxxiv. and xxxvii.

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The Lord of Life, the church's Head,
Her Life, her Pattern, Joy, and Praife,
To God fubmitted in her ftead,

Is the example to her ways:

He glory'd in his Father's will,
Till be fulfill'd it in his death;
That so the church might glory fill,
Redeemed by his blood from wrath..

YEA truly, truly, I do wait,

O Lord, my God, for only thee:.
With thy falvation recreate

The foul of poor afflicted me.

2 Thou only my Salvation art,

My Rock amidft the raging waves; I'm built on thee, and shall not start, For all the billows ocean heaves.

3 How long will ye devife and plot,

Ye fons of men, against the man,
Who comes to meliorate the lot

Of those who love the holy plan.
But ye fhall all be flain and fall,
When his artillery shall play;
Ye fhall be as a bowing wall,

Or tott'ring rampart giving way. 4 They only plot to caft him down From his excellency and pow'r: But he fhall wear th' eternal crown, When death's grim train fhall them devour. In only lies they do delight;

And lies fhall be their refuge then, When thou fhalt, putting them to flight, To their damnation fay, Amen.

Their lips they open with a smile,

face

And bless you, fmirking in your
But, ah! their mouth is full of guile;
In heart they curfe you and your race.

5 My foul, upon thy God await;

My expectation is from him:

I fhall not perifh at his gate,

Nor, looking long, mine eyes grow dim

6 He only my Salvation is;

He is my Rock amid the fea:

I laugh and overlook th' abyfs;

The boldeft wave cannot move me..

7 In God my glory is fecure;

My fweet Salvation I'll adore:

My Rock, my Refuge fhall endure;
For God's my Rock for evermore.

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8 Ye

8 Ye people, place your confidence
Continually on him alone;

For he's our Strength and fure Defence;
Your pray'rs into his bofom groan.
9 Surely the man of low degree
Is only froth and vanity:

The great and mighty-what is he?
A lie and nothing but a lie:

In balance laid, they wholly are
Than very vanity more light:
Refembling their own breath of air,
Viewless they grow, and vanish quite..
10 Oppreffion is a dang'rous prop;
And robb'ry is deceitful gain:
Though riches rife above your hope,.
You need not be of riches vain.

11. Once God hath spoke, and pledg'd his word,,
And all his acts confirm the fame,
That pow'r belongeth to the Lord;
For this is his peculiar claim:

12 Yea, mercy alfo appertains

To thee, O thou almighty God;

For thou' directeft all the reins

Of judgment, in the world abroad.

THIS Pfalm affords a remarkably decifive proof of the divine Speaker, JESUS, not only in itfelt alone, but alfo in all its parallels, which are full four fifths or more of the whole book; many whereof are mentioned in the illuftration to Pfal. ii. The proof referred to is exhibited in these words of the laft verfe, But the King fhall rejoice in God; every one that fweareth by him fhall glory.'-Is not this divine worship afcribed to this King, who is the only speaker in the Pfalm?-So, Deut. vi. 13.

it is written, Thou fhalt fear the Lord thy God,
and ferve him, and fhalt fwear by his name."

As parched land unto the skies,
When all her produce dies for thirft;
So, parched, weary, thirfly, cries
The longing foul of Jefus Chrift-
Till God in mercy downwards pour
The floods of glory on his foul;
Then all his joys begin to flow'r,
Which all his people's hearts confole..

O God, thou art my God indeed,

A living ftream of life to me:
My thirsty foul doth faint and bleed;
My weary flesh doth long for thee.
O! in this dry and parched land,
Where ne'er a ftream of water flows,
If I behelä my God at hand,

I never more should feel my woes.
2 O how I long and pant to view
Thy pow'r and glory, as before;
To drink thy wine, O God, fo new,.
And all thy joys divine explore,
As I have done in ancient days,
Before the fun and moon began:
To shed abroad their cheering rays,.
Before there was a living man;
When I rejoiced, Lord, with thee,
And glory'd in my future toil,
Thine elect from the war to free,
That they might now collect the fpoil!

3 Because thy loving-kindness is

More precious far than life to me, I'll give thee praise for all my bless; My lips fhall very joyful be.

4 Thus I will biefs thee while I live,

In thy fweet name I'll lift my hands,