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PSALM 64. L.M.
Hope in God for deliverance from enemies. (cont.)
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When foes in secret spread the snare,
Let my salvation be thy care.
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Shield me without, and guard within,
From vile temptations and from sin;
May envy, lust, and pride depart,
And heav'nly grace expand my heart.
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Thy justice and thy pow'r display,
And scatter far thy foes away;
While list'ning nations learn thy word,
And saints, triumphant, bless the Lord,
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Then shall thy Church exalt her voice,
And all that love thy name rejoice:
By faith approach thine awful throne,
And plead the merits of thy Son.
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PSALM 65. First Part. C.M.
A prayer hearing God.
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PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee;
There shall our vows be paid:
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray;
All flesh shall seek thine aid.
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Lord, our iniquities prevail,
But pard'ning grace is thine;
And thou wilt grant us pow'r and skill
To conquer ev'ry sin.
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Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose
To bring them near thy face;
Give them a dwelling in thy house,
To feast upon thy grace.
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In answ'ring what thy church requests,
Thy truth and tenor shine;
And works of dreadful righteousness
Fulfil thy kind design.
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Thus shall the wond'ring nations see
The Lord is good and just;
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PSALM 65. First Part. C.M.
A prayer hearing God. (cont.)
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And distant islands fly to thee,
And make thy name their trust.
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They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord,
When signs in heav'n appear;
But they shall learn thy holy word,
And love as well as fear.
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PSALM 65. Second Part. C.M.
The province of God in air, earth, and sea.
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'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand,
God of eternal pow'r;
The sea grows calm at thy command,
And tempests cease to roar.
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Thy morning light and ev'ning shade
Successive comforts bring;
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
Thy flow'rs adorn the spring.
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Seasons and times, and months, and hours,
Heav'n, earth, and air are thine;
When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs,
The author is divine.
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Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky,
Borne by the winds around,
With wat'ry treasures well supply
The furrows of the ground.
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The thirsty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still,
Thy goodness crowns the year.
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PSALM 65. Third Part. P.M.
The province of God in the seasons.
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HOW pleasing is thy voice,
O Lord, our heav'nly King,
That bids the frosts retire,
And wakes the lovely spring!
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