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PSALM 56. Second Part. C.M.
God's care of his people. (cont.)

3	In thee, most holy, just, and true,    I have repos'd my trust; Nor will I fear what man can do,    The offspring of the dust.
4	Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,    Thou shalt receive my praise; I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word!    "How righteous all thy ways!"
5	Thou hast secur'd my soul from death;    O! set thy pris'ner free: That heart and hand, and life and breath    May be employ 'd for thee.

PSALM 57. L.M.
Praise for protection, grace, and truth.

1	MY God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love, and grace unknown; Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud is overblown.
2	Up to the heav'ns I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform: He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threat'ning storm.
3	Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell: Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, Let land to land thy wonders tell.
4	My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name: Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5	High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky: His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die.

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PSALM 57. L.M.
Praise for protection, grace, and truth. (cont.)

6	Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell: Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell.

PSALM 58. C.M.
Warning to magistrates.

1	JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause,    When vile oppression wastes the land? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure,    While gold and greatness bribe your hand?
2	Forgot ye then, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too?    High in the heav'ns his justice reigns: Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad,    To bind the conscience in your chains.
3	A poison'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong,    And death attends where'er it wounds'; You hear no counsels, cries nor tears; So the deaf adder stops her ears    Against the pow'r of charming sounds.
4	Break out their teeth, eternal God! Those teeth of lions, dy'd in blood;    And crush the serpents in the dust: As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies,    So let their names and hopes be lost.
5	The Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die,    As hills of snow dissolve and run;