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PSALM 37. Third Part. C.M.
The way and end of the righteous and the wicked. (cont.)
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Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found,
Where all that pride had been.
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But mark the man of righteousness,
His sev'ral steps attend:
True pleasure runs thro' all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
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PSALM 38. C.M.
Prayer for pardon and health.
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AMID thy wrath remember love,
Restore thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a father's chast'ning prove
Like an avenger's sword.
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Thine arrows stick within my heart,
My flesh is sorely prest:
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.
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My sins a heavy load appear,
And o'er my head are gone;
Too heavy for my soul to bear,
Too hard for me t' atone.
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My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father's frown.
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Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
None of my pow'rs are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.
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All my desire to thee is known,
Thine eye counts ev'ry tear;
And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan,
Is notic'd by thine ear.
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Thou art my God, my only hope,
My God will hear my cry:
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PSALM 38. C.M.
Prayer for pardon and health. (cont.)
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My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.
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My foes rejoice to see me slide
Into the miry pit:
They raise their pleasure and their pride,
When they supplant my feet.
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But I'll confess my guilt to thee,
And grieve for all my sin:
I feel how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.
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My God, forgive my follies past,
And be forever nigh:
O Lord of my salvation haste,
Before thy servant die.
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PSALM 39. First Part. C.M.
Prudence and zeal.
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THUS I resolv'd before the Lord:
"Now will I watch my tongue,
"Lest I let slip one single word;
"Or do my neighbour wrong."
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And, if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay
With men of lives profane;
I'll set a double guard that day,
Nor let my talk be vain.
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I'll scarce allow my lips to speak
The pious thoughts I feel;
Lest scoffers should th' occasion take
To mock my holy zeal.
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Yet if some proper hour appear,
I'll not be overaw'd;
But let the scoffing sinners hear,
That I can speak for God.
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