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Ev'n by thy altars, Lord of Fosts,

They find their safe abode,
And home they fly from round the coasts

Toward thee, my King, my God.
Happy, who in thy house reside,

Where thee they ever praise,
Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,

And in their hearts thy ways.
They pass through Baca's thirsty vale,

That dry and barren ground,
As through a fruitful wat'ry dale

Where springs and show'rs abound. They journey on from strength to strength

With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length

In Sion do appear.
Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer,

O Jacob's God, give ear,
Thou God our shield, look on the face

Of thy anointed dear.
For one day in thy courts to be

Is betier, and more blest,
Than in the joys of vanity

A thousand days at best. I in the temple of

my God
Had rather keep a door,
Than dwell in tents, and rich abode,

With sin for evermore.
For God the Lord, both sun and shield,

Give3 grace and glory bright,
No good from them shall be withheld

Whose ways are just and right.
Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on higher

That man is truly blest,
W 20 only on thee doth rely,
And in the only resto


THY land to favour graciously

Thou hast not, Lord, been slack;
Thou hast from hard captivity

Returnèd Jacob back.
Th’ iniquity thon didst forgive

That wrought thy people woe,
And all their sin, that did thee grieve,

Hast hid where none shall knowo.

all thou hadst removed, And calmly didst return From thy fierce wrath which we had proved

Far worse than fire to burn.
God of our saving health and peace,

Turn us, and us restore,
Thine indignation cause to cease

Ioward us, and chide no more.
Wilt thou be angry without end,

For ever angry thus,
Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend

From age to age on us ?
Wilt thou not turn, and hear our voice,

And us again revive,
That so thy people may rejoice

By thee preserved alive
Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord,

To us thy mercy show,
Thy saving health to us afford,

And life in us renew.
And now what God the Lord will speak,

I will go straight and hear,
For to his people he speaks peace,

And to his saints full dear,
To his dear saints he will speak peace,

But let them never more

Return to folly, but surcease

To trespass as before.
Surely to each as do Him fear

Salvation is at hand,
And glory shall ere long appear

To dwell within our land.
Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd

Now joyfully are met,
Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'do

And hand in hand are set.
Truth from the earth, like to a flow'r,

Shall bud and blossom then,
And Justice from her heav'nly bow'r

Look down on mortal men.
The Lord will also then bestow

Whatever thing is good,
Our land shall forth in plenty throw

Her fruits to be our food.
Before Him righteousness shall go,

His royal harbinger,
Then will He come, and not be slow,

His footsteps cannot err.


THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline.

O hear me I thee pray,
For I am poor, and almost pine

With need, and sad decay.
Preserve my soul, for I have trode

Thy ways, and love the just, Save thou thy servant, O my joiling

Who still in thee doth tru...

Pity me, Lord, for daily thes

I call; O make rejoice Thy servant's soul; for, Lord, to thee

I lift my soul and voice. For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prono

To pardon, thou to all Art full of


thou alone To them that on thee call. Unto my supplication, Lord,

Give ear, and to the cry
Of my incessant pray’rs afford

Thy hearing graciously.
I in the day of my distress

Will call on thee for aid ;
For thou wilt grant me free access,

And answer what I pray'd.
Like thee among the Gods is none,

O Lord, nor any works
Of all that other Gods have done

Like to thy glorious works.
The nations all whom thou hast made

Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before thee, Lord,

And glorify thy name. For great thou art, and wonders great

By thy strong hand are done, Thou in thy everlasting seat

Remainest God alone.
Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right,

I in thy truth will bide,
To fear thy name my heart unite,

So shall it never slide.
Thee will I praise, O Lord my

Thee honour and adore
With my whole heart, and blaze abroad

Thy name for evermore.

For great thy mercy is toward me,

And thou hast freed my soul,
Ev'n from the lowest hell set free,

From deepest darkness foul.
O God, the proud against me rise,

And violent men are met
To seek my

life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have set. But thou, Lord, art the God most mild,

Readiest thy grace to show,
Slow to be angry, and art styled

Most merciful, most true.
O turn to me thy face at length,

And me have mercy on,
Unto thy servant give thy strength,

And save thy handmaid's son.
Some sign of good to me afford,

And let my foes then see, And be ashamed, because thou, Lord,

Dost help and comfort me.


AMONG the holy mountains high

Is his foundation fast,
There seated in his sanctuary,

His temple there is placed.
Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more

Than all the dwellings fair
Of Jacob's land, though there be store,

And all within his care.
City of God, most glorious things

Of thee abroad are spoke;

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