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4 O wretched state ! how fall'n are men !

How guilty, helpless, lost, and dead !
They're all concluded under sin,

Their hope is gone, their peace is fled. 5 To such, the Lord his gospel sends ;

For these, a Saviour he appoints ;
To them his grace with pow'r extends;
And changes atheists into saints.
PSALM 53. Second Part. C. M.

Deliverance from persecution. 1

Who thus devour her saints ? Do they not know her Saviour rules,

And pities her complaints ? 2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise :

For God's avenging arm
Scatters the bones of them, that rise

To do his children harm.
3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of armies in

array: When God has first dispers’d their host,

They fall an easy prey.
4. O for a word from Zion's King,

Her captives to restore !
Jacob with all his tribes shall sing,
And Judah weep no more.

PSALM 51. P. M.

Prayer for deliverance from enemies. 1 Y God, preserve my soul ;

O make my spirit whole : To save me let thy strength appear; Strangers my steps surround; Their pride and rage confound,

And bring thy great salvation near.

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2 Those that against me rise Are aliens from the skies :

They hate thy church and kingdom, Lord !, They mock thy fearful name : They glory in their shame,

Nor heed the wonders of thy word.
3 But O thou king divine,
My chosen friends are thine,

The men, that still my soul sustain :
Wilt thou my foes subdue,
And form their hearts anew,

And snatch them from eternal pain.
4 Escap'd from ev'ry woe,
O! grant me, here below,

To praise thy name withi those I love :
And, when beyond the skies,
Our souls unbodied rise ;
Unite us in the realms above.

PSALM 55. First Part, C. M.

Support for the afflicted and tempted soul. 1 O

GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,

Behold my flowing tears :
For earth and hell my hurt devise,

And triumph in my fears. 2 Their


is level'd at my life ;
My soul with guilt they load ;
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,

To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound,

I groan with ev'ry breath :
Horror and fear beset me round,

Among the shades of death. 3 82437 4 O! were I like a feather'd dove;

Soon would I stretch my wings ;

And Ay, and make a long remove

From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert

go, And find a peaceful home; Where storms of malice never blow,

Temptations never come. 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions alt,

To’scape the rage of hell !
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
PSALM 55. Second Part. S. M.

Daily devotions.
1 ET sinners take their course,

And choose the road to death; But in the worship of my God

I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts address his throne,

When morning brings the light :
I seek his blessing ev'ry noon,

And pay my vows at night.
3 Thou wilt regard my cries,

O my eternal God!
While sinners perish in surprise,

Beneath thine angry rod.
A Because they dwell at ease,

And no sad changes feel ;
They neither fear nor trust thy name,

Nor learn to do thy will.
5 But I with all my cares,

Will lean upon the Lord: I'll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love ;

The ground on which their safety stands,

No earthly pow'r can move.
PSALM 56. First Part. C. M.

Deliverance from oppression. 1 THOU whose justice reigns on high,

And makes th’ oppressor cease ; Behold! how envious sinners try

To vex and break my peace. 2 The sons of violence and lies

Join to devour me, Lord ; But as my hourly dangers rise,

My refuge is thy word.
3 In God, most holy, just, and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,

The offspring of the dust.
4 They wrest my words to mischief still,

Charge me with unknown faults : Mischief doth all their counsels fill,

And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they escape without thy frown?

Must their devices stand ?
O! cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hand !
PSALM 56. Second Part. C. M.

God's care of his people. 1 OD counts the sorrows of his saints,

Their groans affect his ears : Thou hast a book for my complaints,

A bottle for my tears.
2 When to thy throne I raise my cry,

The wicked fear and flee;
So swift is pray’r to reach the sky,

So near is God to me.


3 In thee, most holy, just, and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what man can do,

The offspring of the dust.
4 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,

l'hou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing, “ How faithful is thy word !

“ How righteous all thy ways !” 5 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death ;

0! set thy pris'ner free: That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employ'd for thee.

PSALM 57. L. M.

Praise for protection, grace, and truth. 1 Y God, in whom are all the springs

Of boundless love, and grace unknown; Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,

Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,

The Lord will my desires perform :
He sends his angels from the sky,

And saves me from the threat’ning storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God!

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell :
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,

Let land to land thy wonders tell.
4. My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise

Immortal honours to thy name :
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,

My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,

And reaches to the utmost sky
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die,

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