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PSALMS.

Since whensoever in distress

To God I made my prayer, He heard me from His holy hill, Why should I now despair? Guarded by Him, I laid me down My sweet repose to take; For I through Him securely sleep, Through Him in safety wake.

Salvation to the Lord belongs, He only can defend; His blessing he extends to all That on His pow'r depend.

Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit be ador'd,

Where there are works to make Him known, Or saints to love the Lord.

P. 19. French.

TORD, hear the voice of my complaint, Accept my secret prayer; To Thee alone, my King, my God, Will I for help repair.

Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear; And with the dawning day To Thee devoutly I'll look up, To Thee devoutly pray.

And when Thy boundless grace shall me To Thy lov'd courts restore,

On Thee I'll fix my longing eyes, And humbly Thee adore.

Conduct me by Thy righteous laws, For watchful is my foe; Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way Wherein I ought to go.

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