LORD, hear my voice, my pray'r attend,
Mercy is Thine, deliv'rance send.

2 If THOU, omniscient, should'st survey
The errors of one passing day,
Who can the scrutiny abide ?
Or, how shall man be justified?

3 But mercy pleads the sinner's cause,
That man may fear and learn Thy Laws ;
Mercy, Thy grand prerogative;
Thou, LORD, art ready to forgive.

4 As guards, who thro' the shades of night,
Watch for the dawn of morning light,
So waits my soul for Thee, O LORD;
My only hope is in Thy word.

5 Hope in the LORD, and patient wait,
A suppliant at His mercy's gate;
Our GoD is mighty to redeem;
O Israel, hope and trust in Him.

PSALM 130. II. Metre. (c. M.)

1 OUT of the depth of self-despair,
Help us, O LORD, to cry ;
Our misery mark, attend our prayer,
And bring salvation nigh.

2 If Thou art rig'rously severe,
Who may the test abide ?

Oh, where shall sinful man appear,
Or how be justified?

3 But oh! forgiveness is with Thee, stioqqA That sinners may adore, With filial fear Thy goodness see,

And never grieve Thee more.

4 Wait then, my soul, confide in GoD, Mercy with Him remains;

Plenteous redemption, bought with blood,Į To wash out all our stains.

5 His people God himself shall clear;
Let Israel hope in Him;

He will give strength and righteousness,
And from all sin redeem.

PSALM 131. (Old 113. 8,8,6.)

A description of true humility, and resignation to

the will of God.

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1 Lo ORD, teach my

heart to Thee to bow,
Content what is reveal'd to know,
And future leave to Thee;

Patient, and teachable, and mild,
Submissive as a little child,
In meek simplicity.

2 In myst'ries for this state too high,
Oh, may I not presume to pry,
But on Thy word recline:
Be Thou my trust, and may I be
For evermore resign'd to Thee,
Here, and hereafter Thine.

Appointed by the Church for the festival of the Incarnation. It describes the exultation of the faithful upon the glad tidings that GOD would dwell among them. The 8th, 9th, and 10th verses, were used by King Solomon at the dedication of the temple.-2 Chron. vi. 41, &c.

1 ARISE, O LORD, into Thy rest,

Thy presence makes Thy temples blest;
Come, with Thy holy influence come,
Thy living temples make Thy home.

2 Clothe all Thy priests with righteousness,
With shouts of joy Thy servants bless;
Within these courts arise and shine
With beams of majesty divine.

3 Thy face, O LORD, turn not away,
Thy love, Thy truth, Thy pow'r display;
Thy Zion deign to make Thy rest,
So shall Thy name be ever blest.

4 Bless her provisions with increase,
With holy fruits of heav'nly peace;
Her poor be satisfied, and fed
With food divine, with living bread.

5 MESSIAH here shall ever reign,
His sceptre ever shall remain;

His foes shall sink to endless shame,
His saints with joy His praise proclaim.

6 Arise, O glorious King, arise,
Zion to Thee lifts up her eyes;
Mercy and truth adorn Thy throne,
Thy sacred head a glorious crown.

ARISE, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to Thy rest!

Lo! Thy Church waits with longing eyes,
Thus to be own'd and blest.

2 Enter with all Thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and Thy word;

All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

3 Here, mighty God! accept our vows,
Here let Thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of Thy house,
And fill Thy poor with bread.

4 Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God's Anointed shine;
Justice and truth His court maintain,
With love and pow'r divine.

5 Here let Him hold a lasting throne,
And, as His kingdom grows,
Fresh honour shall adorn His crown,
And shame confound His foes.

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PSALM 133. (Old 113. 8,8,6.)

The design of this Psalm is to recommend unity among the tribes of Israel. Bishop Patrick observes that it was used by the first Christians, to express their joy for the blessed union of Jews and Gentiles.

1 HOW good, how pleasant is the sight, When brethren in one bond unite, The sacred bond of peace!

This holy union ne'er decays,
Increasing to eternal days,

When faith and hope shall cease.

2 As precious ointment, from the head,
O'er Aaron's garments fragrance spread,
Perfum'd his sacred vest;

Or, as the dews from Hermon's hill,
On Zion's mountains soft distil,
With fertile influence blest.

3 Thus on MESSIAH, great High-priest,
Behold the Holy Spirit rest,

Fulness of grace is giv'n:

Oh, may this unction from above
Fill the whole Church with peace and love,
And earth unite with heav'n.

PSALM 133. II. Metre. (Old 113. 8,8,6.)

1 HOW blest the sight, the joy how sweet, When brethren join'd with brethren meet

In bands of mutual love!

Less sweet the liquid fragrance, shed
On Aaron's consecrated head,
Distilling from above.

2 Less sweet the perfumes of his vest;
Less sweet the dews on Hermon's breast,
Or Sion's hill descend;

The hill which God with blessings crown',
And promis'd grace, which knows no bound,
And life that knows no end.