2 Silent our harps on willows hung, Our foes insulting cried,

"Strike up your harps to Zion's song ;"
"How shall we sing?" we sigh'd.
3 Say, O my soul, canst thou forget
Thy chief, thy constant theme?
Or shall my tongue cease to repeat
Belov'd JERUSALEM ?

4 GOD will arise thy cause to plead,
Though men thy name despise ;
Thy foes shall all be captive led,
And thou immortal rise.

PSALM 138.

(C.M.)

A holy resolution to praise God for some special
deliverance, and a prophecy that all the kings of
the earth should glorify JEHOVAH for his mercy,
1 WITH my whole heart, my God I'll praise,
His mercies I'll proclaim;

Kings of the earth shall hear my lays,
And glorify His name.

2 His loving-kindness is my theme,
His truth I will record;

Above the glories of His name 5 He magnifies His word.

3 To Him I cried, opprest with grief; In answer to my pray'r,

Strength to my soul and swift relief

Came down, and sooth'd my care,

4 Thou art the high and lofty ONE;
Thy promis'd help I crave;
For still Thy majesty looks down,
The contrite soul to save.

5 Although in gloomy paths I tread,
Thou wilt revive my soul;

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Thy out-stretch'd hand shall guard my head,
And all my foes controul.

6 Thy mercies evermore shall last,
Faithful and true Thy word:

Thou wast my help in dangers past,
Forsake me not, O LORD.

II. Metre. (L.M.)

PSALM 138. II. Metre.

1 WITH all my powers of heart and tongue,
I'll praise my Maker in my song;

Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.

2 Angels, that make Thy Church their care,
Shall witness my devotion there;
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To Thy fair temple in the skies.
3 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, LORD;
I'll sing the wonders of Thy word:
Not all Thy works and name below,
So much Thy power and glory shew.
4 To GOD I cried when trouble rose ;
He heard me, and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears controul,

And strength diffus'd through all my soul.

5 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by Thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.
6 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrow or from sins:
The work that wisdom undertakes
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.

PSALM 139.

(L.M.).

The omnipresence and omniscience of JEHOVAH exemplified in the creation and preservation of man, an holy admiration of the countless mercies of GOD, and an earnest petition to be proved and purified in the way of holiness.

1 GREAT GOD, to Thine omniscient eye, The inmost thoughts of man are known; Thou dost each secret plan descry,

When rising up, or lying down.

2 Thine omnipresence, mighty LORD,
Doth all my paths distinctly see;
Can there escape my lips a word,
Or secret wish, unknown to Thee?
3 Could I the heights of heav'n ascend,
Or seek the grave and shades of night,
Or dwell in sea's remotest end,

Thou, LORD, art there, and darkness light. 4 Impress'd, I view this frame of mine,

Form'd by Thy hand, and form'd for Thee; Curious machine of skill divine!

How precious are Thy thoughts to me!

5 In earliest life Thy love I trace;
Countless Thy mercies as the sands;
In ev'ry period, ev'ry place,

Thy boundless love my praise demands.
Oh, may my soul Thy mercy prove,
Whene'er I wake, be still with Thee;
Live in dependence on Thy love,
And, when I die, Thy glory see.

7 Try me, O GOD, and search my heart,
Examine me, and prove my way;
Oh, bid all evil hence depart,

And guide my steps to endless day..

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PSALM 139. II. Metre. (L.M.)

1 THOU, LORD, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to Thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, Thine eye observeth all my ways; Thou know'st the words I mean to speak, Ere from my op'ning lips they break. 3 Surrounded by Thy pow'r I stand, On ev'ry side I find Thy hand; O skill, for human reach too high! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye! 4 Where, LORD, could I Thy influence shun? Or whither from Thy presence run? Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 1 am surrounded still with GOD.

5 I'll praise Thee, from whose hands I came, al
A work of such a curious frame;
The wonders Thou in me hast shown,
My soul with grateful joy shall own.
6 Thy thoughts of love to me surmount
The power of numbers to recount;
Far sooner could I reckon o'er
The sands upon the ocean's shore.

7 Oh, may I feel these truths imprest,
Fix'd on my heart, whene'er I rest;
And when I wake each morning, find
GOD and His love possess my mind.
8 Try me, O GOD; oh, search my heart,
And bid all evil thence depart:

Oh, guide me in Thy perfect way,
To realms of everlasting day.

PSALM 140.

(L.M.)

A prayer for deliverance from enemies and persecutors; involving a prophecy of the salvation of the righteous.

1 PRESERVE me, LORD; my foes increase;
From men of violence defend;
All the day long averse to peace :

Keep me, O LORD; deliv'rance send.

2 O hear my voice; Thou art my GoD; Thou strength of my salvation, hear; For help I look to Thine abode,

Plead Thou my cause, attend my pray'r.