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PSALM 15. L.M.
The character of a Saint; or the qualifications of a Christian. (cont.)

3	Sinners of state he can despise; But saints are honour'd in his eyes.
4	Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears. Whatever pain or loss he bears.
5	He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold: While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door.
6	He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them.
7	Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.

PSALM 16. First Part. L.M.
Confession of our poverty; and Saints the best company.

1	PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need, For succour to thy throne I flee; But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee.
2	Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd. How empty and how poor I am: My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name.
3	Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do: These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know.
4	Let others choose the sons of mirth, To give a relish to their wine;

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PSALM 16. First Part. L.M.
Confession of our poverty; and Saints the best company. (cont.)

4	I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine.

PSALM 16. Second Part. L.M.
God loves the righteous and abhors the wicked.

1	HOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol-god: I will not taste their sacrifice, Their off'rings of forbidden blood.
2	My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life hath offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son.
3	His love is my perpetual feast; By day his councils guide me right: And be his name for ever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night.
4	I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard.

PSALM 16. Third Part. L.M.
Support in death, and hope of the resurrection.

1	WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong; His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue; My dying flesh shall rest in hope.
2	Tho' in the dust I lay my head. Yet, gracious God, thou will not leave My soul for ever with the dead: For Christ hath triumph'd o'er the grave.
3	My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high: Then shalt thou lead the wond'rous way, Up to thy throne above the sky.