PSALM 3. C. M. Canterbury. Barby. [*] Doubts and Fears suppressed; or, God our Defence from Sin and Satan. p 1 M How fast my foes increase! -Conspiring my eternal death, God, how many are my fears! They break my present peace. e 2 The lying tempter would persuade, -3 But thou, my glory and my strength, e 4 [I cried, and from his holy hill I called my Father and 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, I 'woke and wondered at the grace, g 6 What though the host of death and hell, o 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfill thy grace, My God has broke the serpent's teeth, o 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs; L. M. Worship. Armley. [b] In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose, But e 2 Tired with the burdens of the day, He raised my head to see the light, PSALM 4. L. M. Green's. Islington. [b] Ver. 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7.—God our Portion, and Christ our Hope. 10 GOD of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend, when I complain; Thou hast enlarged me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try, To turn my glory into shame; e How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviour's name? d 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside : e He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ who died. -4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, o We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pardoning grace. —5 Let the unthinking many say, e "Who will bestow some earthly good?' -But, Lord, thy light and love we pray; Our souls desire this heavenly food. s 6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice, Nor will I change my happy choice, C. M. Barby. York. [*] LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray; I am forever thine; I fear before thee all the day, e 2 And while I rest my weary head, 4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace, Thy hand in safety keeps my days, PSALM 5. C. M. Reading. Sunday. [b] ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear To thee will I direct my prayer, 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, Our songs and our complaints. e 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight o 4 But to thy house will I resort, -5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet, PAUSE. 6 [My watchful enemies combine, 7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, While those that in thy mercy trust, 8 The men who love and fear thy name, e 1 The mighty God will compass them, PSALM 6. C. M. Wantage. [b] Complaint in Sickness; or, Diseases healed. In draw the dreadful storm: Nor let thy fury burn so hot, p 2 My soul's bowed down with heavy cares, My couch is witness to my tears, 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days; 4 Shall I be still tormented more? -5 He hears when dust and ashes speak, o 6 The virtue of his sovereign word e For silent graves praise not the Lord, L. M. Dresden. Pleyel. [b] But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, chastise; 2 Pity my languishing estate, 3 See how I pass my weary days, 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, PSALM 7. C. M. Bedford. [b] God's Care of his People against Persecutors. 1 MY trust is in my Heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God: o Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those who seek my blood. d 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear: As hungry lions rend the prey, -3 If I have e'er provoked them first, e 4 If there were malice found in me, I should not dare appeal to thee, o 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, |