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PSALM 9. Second Part. C.M.
The wisdom and equity of providence. (cont.)

4	When men of mischief are destroy'd,    The snare must be their own.
5	The wicked shall sink down to hell;    Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel    Against thy known commands.
6	Tho' saints to sore distress are brought,    And wait and long complain; Their cries shall never be forgot,    Nor shall their hopes be vain.

PSALM 10. First Part. C.M.
For a day of Humiliation.

1	WHY doth the Lord stand off so far?    And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear,    And times of deep distress?
2	Lord, shall the wicked still deride    Thy justice and thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride    And still thy saints devour?
3	They put their judgments from their sight.    And then insult the poor; They boast in their exalted height.    That they shall fall no more.
4	Arise, O God, lift up thy hand;    Attend our humble cry: No enemy shall dare to stand    When God ascends on high.

PSALM 10. Second Part. C.M.
God will hear the prayers of his children.

1	WHY do the men of malice rage.    And say, with foolish pride. The God of heav'n will ne'er engage    "To fight on Zion's side."

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PSALM 10. Second Part. C.M.
God will hear the prayers of his children. (cont.)

2	But thou for ever art our Lord    And pow'rful is thy hand; As when the heathens felt thy sword,    And perish'd from thy land.
3	God will prepare our hearts to pray,    And bow his ear to hear; He marks whate'er his children say,    And puts the world in fear.
4	Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,    No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess    They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L.M.
God loves the righteous and abhors the wicked.

1	MY refuge is the God of love:    Why do my foes insult and cry? "Fly like a timorous trembling dove,    "To distant woods or mountains fly."
2	If government be all destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void. Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3	The Lord in heav'n hath fix'd his throne His eye surveys the world below; To him all mortal things are known, His eye-lids search our spirits through.
4	If he afflicts his saints so far. To prove their love, and try their grace; What must the bold transgressors fear? His very soul abhors their ways.
5	On impious wretches he shall rain Tempests of brimstone, fire and death; Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with his angry breath.