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While, underneath his feet, he threw
The clouds and darkness of the sky.
10 Upon the lofty cherubim,
Full royally Jehovah rode,

Born on the wings of winds, fublime,.
His glory light'ning all abroad.
11 He made the darkness round him go;
In circles fire and lightnings play:
Deep waters his pavilion flow,

Thick clouds their curtains round him lay, 12 The brightness of his eye difpell'd, As he advanced nearer me,

The darkness, which his face had veil'd,
And made the day like night to be;
The clouds evanish'd faft away;

The waters roll'd themselves afide;
Hailftones and coals of fire did play
Along, as onwards he did ride..
13 Jehovah caus'd them hear a noife,

He thunder'd in the heav'ns aloud;
The Highest gave his highest voice,
Hailftones and coals of fire from God..
14 He fent his arrows from the bow,

And wing'd them with his fierceft fire; His lightnings fhot them thro' and thro', And fcatter'd them, in dreadful ire.

15 The channels of the deep were seen;

The world's foundations then were bar'd; At thy rebuke, O Lord, I ween,

The boift'rous floods and waves were fcar'd:: Thy noftrils breath'd on them a blast, They quickly fled away for fear16 He drew me from the wat'ry waste, When he himself to me drew near.

17 To God, my Saviour, now I fing, And laugh at ev'ry fpiteful foe; E 3

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They can't approach Jehovah's wing,
And there their nets upon me throw..
18 They circumven'd. me in the day
Of my calamity; but then
Jehovah was my Rock and stay,

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Who fav'd me from thofe cruel men..

He brought me forth from ev'ry fnare,
And fet me in this spacious place,
That I might laugh at fear and care,
In brightness of his gracious face:
He had compaffion on my foul,
Because I was his fole delight;
Jehovah did my heart confole,
Because, my ways were always right.
20 According to my righteousness,
I was rewarded, Lord, by thee::
My perfect work and faithfulness

Did answer to the Lord for me..
21 For I his precepts all had kept,
I magnify'd his holy laws;
Nor from his paths afide had stept,
Nor ever had forfook his caufe.

22 His judgments were before mine eye,
And from his acts I never swerv'd.

23 He laid on me iniquity;

But I from it myself preferv'd:

24 Therefore, I claim'd my due reward,
According to my righteousness:
I cry'd for juftice, and was heard;.
Jehovah did my right confess..

25 Jehovah will his mercy fhew
Unto the man who mercy gives;
And upright things wili furely do
Unto the man who upright lives:
26 Pure with the pure, juft with the juft,
Thou always wilt thyfelf prefent;

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But if vain man, fprung from the duft, Shall ftrive with God, he fhall repent. 27 But thou wilt fave th' afflicted ones, And terrify, with ftern rebukes, Those who have bruis'd the broken bones, And cow'd the meek with haughty looks: 28 For thou wilt light my candle fo,

I'll never more in darkness mourn; Jehovah's glories round me glow;

My day to night shall ne'er return.

29 By thee, I've broke through troops of foes; By thee, my God, leapt over walls: The more the battle round me glows, The more my God to glory calls.. 30 O God, how perfect is thy way!. Thy word's a crown of glory pure; A Buckler, too, to all who stay

And trust in thee; who truft fecure. 31 O! fave Jehovah, who is God?

Who is our Rock fave God Moft High? 32 My feet with ftrength Jehovah fhod; Jehovah made my foes to fly:

33 More fwiftly than the bounding hind,,
Or roe that skips along the hill,
He made my feet purfue, like wind,
And gave my foes up to my will.

He fet me on his royal mount;
34 He taught mine arms to weild the war;
That bows of steel, of fmall account,
By me, like ftubble, broken are.

35 The fhield of his falvation he,

In kindness to my foul, did yield: 36 His right hand hath upholden me; His love hath made me win the field.

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37 If any time a narrow pass

Had hemm'd me in on both my hands, How fhameful to retreat it was,

Fronted by thousand hostile bands! 38 Jehovah bore me fiercely on,

Against them, like a roaring flood;
Till all the vallies, overflown,

Were made to fwim with feas of blood.. 39 Thy pow'r, Jehovah, was my fword; It fell, like fire, upon my foes, And fuddenly them all devour'd; 40 They fell-and never more arofe. 41 They cry'd for pity, even to God;

But ah! their time was pafs'd away:
No pity could to them be fhow'd,
Who had tranfgrefs'd th' appointed day.--

42. Thus perifh all mine enemies,

And those who hatred bear to me;
Let God himself forget their cries,
And make them from his prefence flee:
For they're deliver'd to my bow,
Like driven ftubble to the wind;
Like water, to the earth they flow,
And leave no trace of them behind:

43 Thus diffipated, now, the ring

Of those who round me fought in vain s Jehovah, thou haft made me King, To rule o'er all thy wide domain : No other Head the nations know; The nations fhall obedient come, And to my fceptre bow them low,

And worship all around my dome.. 44 The people whom I never knew,

Who never heard of me at all, On hearing, they fhall homage do, And at my feet fubmiffive fall:

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The fons of ftrangers fill the throng,
And they fubmiffion too fhall feign;
But they fhall fear, and pafs along,
A bafe, diffembling, godlefs train !

The fons of ftrangers fade away,
And perish in their unbelief;
Like fnow diffolv'd by heat of day,

They melt away, and die in grief—
46 Jehovah lives: blefs'd be my Rock!
The God of my falvation high-
Exalteth me above the shock

Of all the ftorms abroad that fly. 47 Jehovah gives me full revenge

On all the nations who rebel; But he will all my people range

Around my throne, who love me well. 48 I'll fing my Saviour evermore,

From death and hell who fet me free; And all my fubjects fhall adore

My God, who makes them sing with me..

*49 I will confefs Jehovah's name

Among the nations all abroad';
From Zion I will found thy fame,
Till all the world fhall fing to God.
Aloft to God your voices raise,
The praife of his falvation fing;
Jehovah magnifies his ways;
Jehovah magnifies his King!

50 Jehovah magnified fhall be;

His tender mercies fill my foul;
His joys have made my forróws flee;
His love, my wounded spirit whole:
To him we'll keep a jubilee,

When time and all its things are o'er:
Jehovah fets Meffiah free-

Chrift-and his feed for evermore!

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