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5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,

In spite of all my foes :
I woke and wondered at the grace

That guarded my repose. 6 What though the hosts of death and hell,

All armed, against me stood:
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;

My refuge is my God.
7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,

While I thy glory sing:
My God hath broke the serpent's teeth,

And death hath lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs;

His arm alone can save:
Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.

PSALM 3. SECOND PART. L. M.
O

LORD, how many are my foes,

In this weak state of flesh and blood . My peace they daily discompose,

But my defence and hope is God.
2 Tired with the burdens of the day,

To thee I raised an evening cry;
Thou heard'st when I began to pray,

And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid

I laid me down and slept secure :
Not death should make my heart afraid,

Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night;

Salvation doth to God belong :
He raised my head to see the light,
And makes bis praise my morning song.

Psalm 4. FIRST PART. L. M.
O

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;
How long will scoffers love to lie,

And dare reproach my Saviour's name? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints

From all the tribes of men beside ;
He hears and pities their complaints,

For the dear sake of Christ that died. 4 When our obedient hands have done

A thousand works of righteousness,
We put our trust in God alone,

And glory in his pardoning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say,

“ Who will bestow some earthly good ?” But, Lord, thy light and love we pray ;

Our souls desire this heavenly food. 6 Then shall

my
cheerful

powers rejoice
At grace divine, and love so great ;
Nor will I change my happy choice
For all their wealth and boasted state

Psalm 4. SECOND PART. C. M. LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;

: I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head

From cares and business free, Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies

Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace,

I'll gite mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.

Psalm 5. C. M.
LORD, in the morning thou shalt lear

My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thec lift up mine

eye: 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone

To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne

Our songs and our complaints. . 3 Thou art a God before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort

To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thy holy court,

And worship in thy fear. 5 () may thy Spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight

And plain before my face. 5 My watchful enemies coinbine

To tempt my feet astray; They flatter with a base design

To make my soul their prey. .

7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,

And all his plots destroy ;
While those that in thy mercy trust.

For ever shout for joy.
& The men that love and fear thy name

Shall see their hopes fulfilled ;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour as a shield.

Psalm 6. FIRST PART. C. M.
IN anger, Lord, do not chastise,

Withdraw the dreadful storm;
Nor let thine awful wrath arise

Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul's bowed down with heavy cares,

My flesh with pain opprest; My couch is witness to my tears,

My tears forbid my rest.
3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days;

I waste the night with cries,
And count the minutes as they pass,

Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still afflicted more?

My eyes consumed with grief? How long, my God, how long before

Thine hand afford relief.
5 He hears his mourning children speak,

He pities all our groans,
He saves us for his mercy's sake

And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his sovereign word

Restores our fainting breath ;
For silent graves praise not the Lord,

Nor is he known in death.

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Psalm 6. SECOND PART. L. M.
LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes,

When thou with kindness dost chastise,
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear,

O let it not against me rise ! 2 Pity my languishing estate,

And ease the sorrows that I feel ;
The wounds thy heavy hand hath made,

O let thy gentler touches heal !
3 See how in sighs I pass my days,

And waste in groans the weary night:
My bed is watered with my tears ;

My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn!

How long, Almighty God, how long ?
When shall thine hour of grace return?

When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave,

My thoughts are tempted to despair ;
But graves can never praise the Lord,

For all is dust and silence there.
6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul,

And all despairing thoughts depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart

PSALM 7. C. M.
MY

Y trust is in my heavenly friend,

My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend

From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they

My soul in pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey

When no deliverer's near.

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