PSALMS.

I.

PSALM XVIII.

HE Lord defcended from above,

And bow'd the heavens moft high; And underneath His feet He caft The darkness of the sky.

On Cherubs and on Cherubims

Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds

Came flying all abroad.

STERNHOLD.

II.

OUR TIMES. PSALM XXXI, 15.

JATHER, I know that all my life
Is portioned out for me,

And the changes that are fure to come,
I do not fear to fee;

But I ask Thee for a prefent mind

Intent on pleafing Thee.

I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,
Through conftant watching wife,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And to wipe the weeping eyes;
And a heart at leifure from itself,
To footh and fympathife.

I would not have the reftlefs will
That hurries to and fro,
Seeking for fome great thing to do,
Or fecret thing to know;

I would be treated as a child,
And guided where I go.

Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe'er estate,

I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate;

And a work of lowly love to do

For the Lord on whom I wait.

So I afk Thee for the daily ftrength,
To none that ask denied,

And a mind to blend with outward life

While keeping at Thy fide;

Content to fill a little space,

If Thou be glorified.

And if fome things I do not ask
In my cup of bleffing be,

I would have my spirit filled the more
With grateful love to Thee.

More careful not to serve Thee much, But to please Thee perfectly.

There are briers befetting every path,

That call for patient care; There's a cross in every lot,

And an earnest need for prayer;
But a lowly heart that leans on Thee
Is happy anywhere.

In a fervice which Thy will appoints,
There are no bonds for me;

For my inmoft heart is taught "the truth"
That makes Thy children "free;"
And a life of felf-renouncing love

Is a life of liberty.

ANNA L. WARING.

III.

PSALM XXIII.

HE Lord my pasture fhall prepare,
And feed me with a fhepherd's care;
His prefence shall my wants fupply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noon-day walks he fhall attend,

And all my midnight hours defend.

When in the fultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meeds
My weary wandering fteps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and flow,
Amid the verdant landscapes flow.

Tho' in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My ftedfaft heart fhall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord, art with me ftill;
Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful fhade.

Tho' in a bare and rugged way,
Thro' devious lonely wilds I ftray,
Thy bounty fhall my pains beguile,
The barren wilderness fhall fmile,
With fudden greens and herbage crown'd,
And ftreams fhall murmur all around.

ADDISON.

IV.

PSALM XLVI.

OD is our refuge in diftrefs,

Our fafeguard in the wilderness,

Our fhelter from the ftorm; Though winds and waves a conflict make,

Though earth's foundations reel and shake,
We need not feel alarm.

A peaceful river foftly flows

In tranquil ftreams to gladden those

Who put their truft in God; Within His holy place they feel The comfort of His presence ftill While oceans roll abroad.

What though the heathen madly rage,
And kingdoms in fierce war engage,

When God fends forth His voice;
He makes the glittering fpear to bend,
Sends peace to earth's remoteft end,
And bids the world rejoice.

Be ftill and know that He is God,
He rules the earth with iron rod,
And fits enthroned above;

He dwells with those who own his name,

The God of Jacob ftill the fame

The God of peace and love.

V.

PSALM LXXII.

AIL to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son!
Hail in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppreffion,
To let the captive free,

To take away tranfgreffion,
And reign in equity.

He comes with fuccour speedy
To those who fuffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,
And bid the weak be ftrong;