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XVI.

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( 8, 9, 10, 11.) STRIVE each action to approve To His all- seeing eye; No danger shall my hopes remove, Because He still is nigh.

Therefore my heart all grief defies,

My glory does rejoice; My flesh shall rest in hope to rise, Waked by His powerful voice.

Thou, Lord, when I resign my breath, My soul from hell shalt free; Nor let Thy Holy One in death The least corruption see.

From the Scotch Psalter, 1635.

XVI.

( II.)

N. v. LORD, keep me, for I trust in Thee; Be Thou my Guard and Guide: Securely may I walk or rest, If Thou art at my side. Thou art my portion, Lord, from Thee My cup with joy o'erflows: The safety of my guarded home Thy strong defence bestows. My soul shall ever bless the Lord, Whose precepts give me light; Whose warnings fill my silent thought In watches of the night. Before me, wheresoe'er I walk, I still behold Him near; While He upholds each step I tread, No danger will I fear.

Thou shalt the paths of life display, That to Thy presence lead; Where pleasures dwell without allay, And joys that never fade. 8

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Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, Where darkness has the power; Nor doom Thy Holy One to feel Corruption's mortal hour.

The path of endless life and light Thy mercy shall make known, And bid me taste the joy that beams From Thy eternal throne.