With my whole heart, and blaze abroad
Thy name for evermore.

13. For great thy mercy is toward me,
And thou hast freed my soul,
Even from the lowest hell set free,
From deepest darkness foul.

14. O God, the proud against me rise, And violent men are met

To seek my life, and in their eyes

No fear of thee have set.

15. But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readiest thy grace to shew, Slow to be angry, and art styľ d

Most merciful, most true.

16. O, turn to me thy face at length,
And me have mercy on;
Unto thy servant give thy strenght,
And save thy handmaid's son.

17. Some sign of good to me afford, And let my foes then see,

And be asham'd; because thou, Lord,

Dost help and comfort me.

PSALM LXXXVII.

1. AMONG the holy mountains high

Is his foundation fast ;

There seated in his sanctuary,
His temple there is plac'd.

2. Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more
Than all the dwellings fair

Of Jacob's land, though there be store,
And all within his care.

3. City of God, most glorious things Of thee abroad are spoke ;

4. I mention Egypt, where proud kings Did our forefathers yoke.

I mention Babel to my friends,

Philistia full of scorn;

And Tyre with Ethiops' utmost ends,

Lo this man there was born:

5. But twice that praise shall in our ear

Be said of Sion last;

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This and this man was born in her;
High God shall fix her fast.

6. The Lord shall write it in a scroll
That ne'er shall be out-worn,
When he the nations doth inroll,
That this man there was born.

7. Both they who sing, and they who dance, With sacred songs are there;

In thee fresh brooks, and soft streams glance, And all my fountains clear.

PSALM LXXXVIII.

1. LORD God, that dost me save and keep, All day to thee I cry ;

And all night long before thee weep,

Before thee prostrate lie.

2. Into thy presence let my prayer

With sighs devout ascend;

And to my cries, that ceaseless are,
Thine ear with favour bend.

3. For, cloy'd with woes and trouble sore, Surcharg'd my soul doth lie;

My life, at Death's unchearful door,
Unto the grave draws nigh.

4. Reckon'd I am with them that

Down to the dismal pit ;

I am a man, but weak alas!

And for that name unfit.

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5. From life discharg'd and parted quite,

Among the dead to sleep;

And like the slain in bloody fight,

That in the grave lie deep.

Whom thou rememberest no more,
Dost never more regard,

Them, from thy hand deliver'd o'er,
Death's hideous house.hath burr'd.
6. Thou in the lowest pit profound
Hast set me all forlorn,

Where thickest darkness hovers round,
In horrid deeps to mourn.

7. Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves,
Full sore doth press on me;
Thou break'st upon me all thy waves,

And all thy waves break me.

3. Thou dost my friends from me estrange, And mak'st me odious,

Me to them odious, for they change,
And I here pent up thus.

9. Through sorrow, and affliction great,
Mine eye grows dim and dead;

Lord, all the day I thee entreat,

My hands to thee I spread.

10. Wilt thou do wonders on the dead?

Shall the deceas'd arise,

And praise thee from their loathsome bed, With pale and hollow eyes?

11. Shall they thy loving kindness tell,
On whom the grave hath hold?

Or they, who in perdition dwell,
Thy faithfulness unfold?