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11 My soul for Thy salvation faints, I pant Thy grace to see;

My eyes grow dim; bear my complaints; IT

When wilt Thou comfort me?
Oppress'd, cast down, consum'd on earth,
How many are my days?

LORD, Thy commandments faithful are,
Revive my soul to praise.
12 For ever, LORD, abides Thy love!
Thy truth eternal stands,
Firm as the basis of the earth,
Establish'd by Thy hands.

LORD, I am Thine; Thy servant save;
Uphold me by Thy hand;
Nothing is perfect here below;

How broad is Thy command!

13 Oh, how I love Thy sacred Law,
My study all the day!

Thy wise commands instruct my soul,
Ånd guard and guide my way.
Taught by Thy word, I shun the snare,
From sin refrain my feet;

Like honey to my soul Thy words,
Oh, how divinely sweet!

14 Thy word, unto my paths a light,
Directs my path to heav'n;
Thy truth, a lamp unto my feet,
For weary pilgrims giv❜n.
Accept my off'rings, Ő my LORD,

To Thee my pray'rs ascend;

Thy words rejoice my trembling heart;
Preserve me to the end.

15 Vain thoughts I hate; Thy Law I love; Thy word is all my hope:

Thou art my hiding-place, my shield;
Defend and hold me up.
Sustain me by Thy mighty hand,
Impress me with Thy fear;
Thy testimonies, LORD, I love,
And Thy commands revere.

16 Plead Thou my cause, forsake me not;
Mine enemies oppress;
Mine eyes for Thy salvation fail,
Thy word of righteousness.
In mercy deal with me, O LORD,
Thy servant, LORD, uphold;
Thy precepts I esteem and love,
Above the finest gold.

17 Thy words give light unto the soul,
Thy grace and truth proclaim;
Oh, look on me, as Thou art wont
On those, who love Thy name.
Rivers of waters from my eyes
In frequent torrents flow,
For men, alas, keep not Thy Law,
Nor seek Thy ways to know.

18 Righteous art Thou, O LORD, and just, Holy in all Thy ways;

Thy testimonies, faithfulness,

Replete with truth and grace.

Thy words so pure, delight my soul,
Truth, light, and comfort give;
Grant me Thy righteousness to know,
And I to Thee shall live.

19 With my whole heart to Thee I cried, Thy servant deign to hear;

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LORD, hear my voice, my foes draw nigh, ( I Relieve my anxious fear.

Before the morning dawn appears

I muse upon Thy word;
Thy loving-kindness is my theme,
And Thou art near, O LORD.
20 O LORD, consider my complaint,
Mine enemies controul;
Thy tender mercies never fail;
Revive my drooping soul.
Transgressors I beheld with grief,
For they kept not Thy word;
Thy precepts are my soul's delight,
Thy word is true, O LORD.

21 Princes oppos'd without a cause,
Upheld by Thee I stand;

Sev'n times a day I'll praise Thy name,
And own Thy righteous hand.
Great peace have they who love Thy Law,
Taught by Thy sacred word;

No ills offend them; all their ways

Are known to Thee, O LORD.

22 Oh, let my cry ascend to Thee,
And teach me by Thy word;
Thy Law is my delight; I long
For Thy salvation, LORD.
Like a lost sheep I've gone astray;
Thy servant, Lord, defend;

Let my soul live, to praise Thy name,
LORD, keep me to the end.

The Psalmist complaineth of the falsehood,treachery
and violence, of his surrounding enemies.
1 O'ERWHELM'D and sunk in deep distress,
I call'd upon my God;

He heard my pray'r, He sent redress
From heav'n, His high abode.

2 Ah, woe is me, 'midst Meseck's plains,
Or Kedar's tents to dwell;

Where strife its constant war maintains,
Where words deceitful swell.

3 While foes to peace contend for war,
Nor let contentions cease;

Plead Thou my cause, when strife is near,
Prepare me, LORD, for peace.

PSALM 121.

(L.M.)

The Psalmist describeth an Israelite on his way to Jerusalem, expressing his trust and confidence in JEHOVAH, the Maker of heaven and earth, in whose favour and protection at all times, and in all dangers, he feels humble confidence.

1 LO, to the hills 1 lift mine eyes,

The hills whence all my help descends; The LORD, who form'd the earth and skies, On Him alone my hope depends.

2 Guardian of Israel, constant guide,

In life, in death, our faithful Friend! Oh, never let our footsteps slide,

Direct, uphold us to the end.

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30 mighty LORD, who slumb'rest not,
Whose watchful eyes ne'er yield to sleep, ne
Oh, let Thy wisdom choose our lot,

And evermore in safety keep.

4 Guarded by Thee, Thy saints shall stand,
Thine arm defence and strength affords ;
Thou art a shade on their right hand,
Their keeper Thou, the LORD of LORDS.
5 No dangers need their souls affright,
Almighty Shepherd of the sheep;
Nor sun, nor moon, nor day, nor night,
Shall hurt whom Thou dost deign to keep.
6 At home, abroad, till danger's o'er,
Preserv'd by Thee, Thy saints are blest;
From this time forth, for evermore,
To glorious realms of endless rest.

PSALM 121. II. Metre.

1 TO Sion's hill I lift mine eyes,
From thence expecting aid;
From Sion's hill and Sion's GOD,
Who heav'n and earth has made.
2 Then, O my soul, in safety rest,
Thy Guardian will not sleep;
The mighty LORD, who Israel guards,
With watchful care will keep.

3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty wings,
Thou shalt securely rest;

Where neither sun or moon shall thee
By day or night molest.

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