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2 On every side I cast mine eye,
But found no friend or helper nigh;
No eye to drop the social tear.
In whom I can my hopes confide;
And when I die, my soul receive. 4 Do thou my prison doors unbar,
So shall my tongue thy love declare ;
Watts and MERRICK, varied.
Complaint and Hope.
My humble, fupplicating moan ;
And make thy truth and goodness known, 2 0 let thy mercy still be nigh;
Should awful justice frown severe,
What trembling mortal can appear! 3 I call to mind the former days;
Thine ancient works declare thy name,
And there, O Lord, are still the same. 4 To thee I lift my suppliant hands,
To thee my longing foul aspires ;
Thy grace can fill these strong desires. 5 Speak to my heart; the gloomy night
Shall vanish, and bright morning break i
In thee I trust, my guide, my light,
Teach me the path my feet should take. 6 Teach me to do thy sacred. will;
Thou art my God, my hope, my stay ;
Plalm CXLIV. Long Metre. [bor
Divine Protection, Peace and Plenty. ESCEND from heaven, Almighty Lord,
And earth shall tremble at thy word; The smoking hills, with conscious fear, Shall own their sov'reign Maker near. 2 Whilst thy keen pointed lightnings fly Like flaming arrows through the sky; Our foes dispers’d shall rise no more, Nor dare the terrors of thy power. 3 O let thy potent arm control
These threat'ning waves that round us roll; These sons of vanity that rise,
With fraudful hands and impious lies. 4 Then shall our fons, beneath thy care,
Grow up like plants erect and fair ;
Plenty, the lovely child of peace ;
pour its thousands o'er the field.
; No more shall fons of plunder reign, Nor sons of misery complain.
In all thy works, immortal rays
Mrs. STELLE. psalm CXLV. Third Part. C. M. [*]
Divine Power and Compassion.
With all her num'rous tongues,
And love inspire their songs.
The glories of thy reign;
Shall fill the raptur'd strain.
While earthly thrones decay ;
Shall find him ever near ;
He lends a pitying ear.
He hears his children cry;
His grace is ever nigh.
From men of heart sincere;
Is join'd with holy fear,
Shall fill my heart and tongue ;
WATTS and STELLE.
Pralm CXLVI. Long Metre. [X]
No Trust in Man, but in God.
And breaks the wretched captive's chainis,
And dries the helpless orphan's tear. 8 The Lord shall reign forever King,
And age to age his glory fing;
Plalm CXLVI. Six Line L. M. [b]
Praise for divine Goodness. 'LL praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is loft in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Vain is the help of flesh and blood;
Nor can they make their promise good. 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely On lfrael's God who made the sky,
And earth and feas, with all their train ;
And none shall find his promise vain. 4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the linking mind;
He fends the lab'ring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris’ner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, His love their joyful lips shall tell :
Thy God, o Zion, ever reigns :
Praise him in everlasting strains.