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PSALM 144. First Part. C.M.
Victory in the spirtual warfare.

1	FOR ever blessed be the Lord,    My Saviour and my shield; He sends his Spirit with his word,    To arm me for the field.
2	When sin and hell their force unite,    He makes my soul his care; Instructs me to the heav'nly fight,    And guards me thro' the war.
3	A friend and helper so divine,    Does my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine;    And his shall be the praise.

PSALM 144. Second Part. C.M.
The vanity of men.

1	LORD, what is man, poor feeble man,    Born of the earth at first! His life a shadow, light and vain,    Still hast'ning to the dust.
2	O what is feeble dying man,    Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern    To visit him with grace!
3	That God, who darts his lightnings down;    Who shakes the worlds above; While mountains tremble at his frown:    How wondrous is his love!

PSALM 144. Third Part. L.M.
The happy nation.

1	HAPPY the city, where their sons Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polish'd stones, Give strength and beauty to the state.

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PSALM 144. Third Part. L.M.
The happy nation. (cont.)

2	Happy the country, where the sheep, Cattle, and corn, have large increase; Where men securely work, or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break their peace.
3	Happy the nation thus endow'd: But more divinely blest are those, On whom the all-sufficient God, Himself with all his grace bestows.

PSALM 145. First Part. L.M.
The greatness of God.

1	MY God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song.
2	The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear    Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And ev'ry setting sun shall see    New works of duty done for thee.
3	Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim; Thy bounty flows an endless stream; Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow; But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
4	Thy works with sov'reign glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine: Let Zion in her courts proclaim The sound and honour of thy name.
5	Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue.
6	6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds: Vast and unsearchable thy ways; Vast and immortal be thy praise.