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10 Who is this King of glory! who?

The Lord of hosts renown'd;
Of glory he alone is King,
Who is with glory crown'd.

I TO God, in whom I trust,

1 I lift my heart and voice; 2 O let me not be put to shame,

Nor let my foes rejoice. 3 Those who on thee rely,

Let no disgrace attend;
Be that the shameful lot of such

As wilfully offend.
4, 5 To me thy truth impart,

And lead me in thy way;
For thou art he that brings me help,

On thee I wait all day. 6 Thy mercies and thy love,

O Lord, recall to mind;
And graciously continue still,

As thou wert ever, kind. 7 Let all my youthful crimes

Be blotted out by thee;
And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake,

In mercy think on me. 8 His mercy and his truth

The righteous Lord displays,
In bringing wand'ring sinners home,

And teaching them his ways. 9 He those in justice guides

Who his direction seek;
And in his sacred paths shall lead

The humble and the meek. 10 Through all the ways of God

Both truth and mercy shine,
To such as with religious hearts
To his blest will incline.

The Second Part. 11 Since mercy is the grace

That most exalts thy fame,
Forgive my heinous sin, O Lord,

And so advance thy Name. 12 Whoe'er with humble fear

To God his duty pays,
Shall find the Lord a faithful guide

In all his righteous ways. 13 His quiet soul with peace

Shall be for ever blest,
And by his num'rous race the land

Successively possest.

14 For God to all his saints

His secret will imparts;
And does his gracious cov'nant write

In their obedient hearts. 15 To him I lift my eyes,

And wait his timely aid,
Who breaks the strong and treach'rous snare,

Which for my feet was laid. 16 O turn, and all my griefs,

In mercy, Lord, redress;
For I am compass'd round with woes,

And plung'd in deep distress. 17 The sorrows of my heart

To mighty suns increase;
O from this dark and dismal state

My troubled soul release. 18 Do thou with tender eyes

My sad affliction see;
Acquit me, Lord, and from my guilt

Entirely set me free. 19 Consider, Lord, my foes,

How vast their numbers grow; What lawless force and rage they use,

What boundless hate they show! 20 Protect and set my soul

From their fierce malice free; Nor let me be asham'd, who place

My steadfast trust in thee. 21 Let all my righteous acts

To full perfection rise,
Because my firm and constant hope

On thee alone relies. 22 To Israel's chosen race

Continue ever kind;
And in the midst of all their wants

Let them thy succour find.

1 TUDGE me, O Lord, for I the paths

J of righteousness have trod;
I cannot fail, who all my trast

Repose on thee, my God. 2, 3 Search, prove my heart, whose innocence

Will shine the more 'tis tried;
For I have kept thy grace in view,

And made thy truth my guide. 4 I never for companions took

The idle or profane;
No hypocrite, with all his arts,

Conld e'er my friendship gain,

I hate the busy plotting crew,

Who make distracted times; And shun their wicked company,

As I avoid their crimes.
o l'll wash my hands in innocence,

And bring a heart so pure,
That when thy altar I approach,

My welcome shall secure. 7,6 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell

How thy renown excels;
That seat affords me most delight,

In which thy honour dwells.
9 Pass not on me the sinners' doom,

Who murder make their trade; 10 Who others' rights, by secret bribes,

Or open force invade.
11 But I will walk in paths of truth,

And innocence pursue :
Protect me, therefore, and to me

Thy mercies, Lord, renew. 12 In spite of all assaulting foes

I still maintain my ground;
And shall survive amongst thy saints,

Thy praises to resound.

I WHOM should I fear, since God to me

Is saving health and light!
Since strongly he my life supports,

What can my soul affright!
2 With fierce intent my flesh to tear,

When foes beset me round,
They stumbled, and their lofty crests

Were made to strike the ground, 3 Through him my heart, undaunted, dares

With nam'rous hosts to cope; Through him in doubtful straits of war,

For good success I hope.
4 Henceforth within his house to dwell

I earnestly desire,
His wondrous beauty there to view,

And his blest will enquire.
5 For there may I with comfort rest,

In times of deep distress;
And safe as on a rock abide,

In that secure recess;
6 Whilst God o'er all my haughty foes

My lofty head shall raise,
Aud I my joyful off ring bring,

And sing glad songs of praise.

The Second Part.
7 Continue, Lord, to hear my voice,

Whene'er to thee I cry;
in mercy all my pray'rs receive,

Nor my requests deny.
8 When us to seek thy glorious face

Thou kindly dost advise ;
" Thy glorious face I'll always seek,"

My grateful heart replies.
9 Then hide not thou thy face, o Lord,

Nor me in wrath reject;
My God and Savionr, leave not him

Thou didst so oft protect.
10 Though all my friends and nearest kin

Their helpless charge forsake,
Yet thou, whose love excels them all,

Wilt care and pity take.
u Instruct me in thy paths, O Lord,

My ways directly guide;
Lest envious men, who watch my steps,

Should see me tread aside. 12 Lord, disappoint my cruel foes,

Defeat their ill desire,
Whose lying lips and bloody hands

Against my peace conspire. 13 I trusted that my future life

Should with thy love be crown'd,
Or else my fainting soul had sunk,

With sorrow compass'd round.
14 God's time with patient faith expect,

And he'll inspire thy breast
With inward strength; do thou thy part,
And leave to him the rest.

To Lord, my rock, to thee I cry,

In sighs consume my breath;
O answer, or I shall become

Like those that sleep in death, 2 Regard my supplication, Lord,

The cries that I repeat,
With weeping eyes and lifted hands

· Before thy mercy seat.
3 Let me escape the sinners' doom,

Who make a trade of ill;
And ever speak the person fair,

Whose blood they mean to spill. 4 According to their crimes' extent

Let justice have its course :
Relentless be to them, as they

Have sinn'd without remorse.

7 My Braciou che crietesoun.gment

5 Since they the works of God despise,

Nor will his grace adore; His wrath shall utterly destroy,

And build them up no more.
6 But I, with due acknowledgment,

His praises will resound,
From whom the cries of my distress

A gracious answer found.
7 My heart its confidence repos'd

In God, my strength and shield;
In him I trusted, and return'd

Triumphant from the field.
As he hath made my joys complete,

'Tis just that I should raise
The cheerful tribute of my thanks,

And thus resound his praise : 8 « His aiding pow'r supports the troops

" That my just cause maintain: “ 'Twas he advanc'd me to the throne,

“ 'Tis he secures my reign."
9 Preserve thy chosen, and proceed

Thine heritage to bless;
With plenty prosper them in peace;
In battle with success.

PSALM XXIX. i VE princes that in might excel,

1 Your grateful sacrifice prepare; God's glorious actions loudly tell,

His wondrous pow'r to all declare. ? To his great Name fresh altars raise,

Devoutly due respect afford; Him in his holy temple praise,

Where he's with solemn state ador'd. 3 'Tis he that with amazing noise

The wat'ry clouds in sunder breaks ; The ocean trembles at his voice,

When he from heav'n in thunder speaks, 4,5 How full of pow'r his voice appears!

With what majestick terror crown'd! Which from their roots tall cedars tears,

And strews their scatter'd branches round. 6 They, and the hills on which they grow,

Are sometimes hurried far away; And leap like hinds that bounding go,

Or unicorns in youthful play. 7, 8 When God in thunder loudly speaks,

And scatter'd flames of lightning sends, The forest nods, the desert quakes,

And stubbora Kadesh lowly bends.

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