Psalm XIX. The better discoveries and general spread of the Gospel. 1 THE heav'ns declare Thy glory, LORD; 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights, and days, Thy pow'r confess; But the blest volume Thou hast writ Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when Thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall Thy spreading Gospel rest, 5 Great Sun of Righteousness! arise, 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, Psalm XIX. Blessedness of the Gospel.-For the morning of the Sabbath. 1. BEHOLD the morning sun 2 His beams through all the nations run, But where the Gospel comes, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 3 How perfect is Thy Word, 4 5 And all Thy judgments just! O! My gracious GOD, how plain I hear Thy Word with love, Send Thy good SPIRIT from above Psalm XX. For a time of War or Danger. 1 Now may the GOD of pow'r and grace 2 The name of Jacob's GOD defends Better than shields or brazen walls; He from His sanctuary sends Succour and strength, when Zion calls. 3 Well He remembers all our sighs, Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are From Thee, the LORD of heav'nly hosts. 5 Now save us, LORD, from slavish fear, 2 3 Psalm XXIII. God our Shepherd and Support. THE LORD my Shepherd is, Since He is mine, and I am His, He leads me to the place Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, He brings my spirit back When wand'ring from His ways, And leads me, for his mercy's sake, 4- In dreary shades of death 5 6 A word of Thy supporting breath In sight of all my foes My cup with blessings overflows The bounties of Thy love O may Thine house be mine abode, Psalm XXIII. God our Shepherd and Support. 1 To Thy pastures, fair and large, 2 When I faint with summer's heat, 3 Thou my soul anew shall frame; 4 Safe the dreary vale I tread, 5 Thou my plenteous board hast spread, 6 Constant to my latest end, Psalm XXIII. God our Shepherd and Support. 1 THE LORD my pasture shall prepare, 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, B |