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By the Bishops, the Clergy, and the Laity of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, in Conrention, this 13th day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand seven kundred and
eighty-nine THE THIS translation of The Whole Book of Psalms into Metre, with
Hymns, is set forth, and allowed to be sung in all Congregations of the said Church, before and after Morning and Evening Prayer, and also before and after Sermons, at the discretion of the Minister.
And it shall be the duty of every Minister of any Church, either by standing directions, or from time to time, to appoint the Portions of Psalms which are to be sung.
And, further, it shall be the duty of every Minister, with such assistance as he can obtain from persona skilled in music, to give order concerning the tunes to be sung, at any time, in his Church; and, especially, it shall be his duty to suppress all light and unseemly music, and all indecency and irreverence in the performance: by which rain and ungodly persons profane the service of the sanctuary,
PSALMS OF DAVID,
1 OW blessed is he who ne'er consents
By ill advice to walk,
Where men profanely talk ;
His business and delight ; Devoutly reads therein by day,
And meditates by night. 3 Like some fair tree, which, fed by streams,
With timely fruit does bend, We still shall flourish, and success
All his designs attend.
No lasting root shall find ;
Like chaff before the wind.
Before their Judge's face; No formal hypocrite shall then
Among the saints have place.
To happiness they tend ;
Shall both in ruin end.
? Why in such rash attempts engage As they can ne'er perform ?
W 'Why do the heathen storm?
2 The great in counsel and in might
Their various forces bring; Against the Lord they all unite,
And his anointed King. 3 « Must we submit to their commands ?"
Presumptuously they say: “No ; let us break their slavish bands,
“ And cast their chains away.” 4 But God, who sits enthroned on high,
And sees how they combine, Does their conspiring strength defy,
And mocks their vain design.
On his rebellious foes ;
To all that dare oppose:
“ The King that I ordain, " Whose throne is fixed on Sion's hill,
“ Shall there securely reign.” 7 Attend, I earth, whilst I declare
God's uncontrolled decree : “ Thou art my Son ; this day, my heir,
“ Have I begotten thee. 8 “ Ask, and receive thy full demands;
" Thine shall the heathen be ; « The utmost limits of the lands
“ Shall be possessed by thee. 9“Thy threatening sceptre thou shalt shake,
“ And crush them every where, “ As massy bars of iron break
“ The potter's brittle ware." 10 Learn then, ye princes; and give ear,
Ye judges of the earth ; 11 Worship the Lord with holy fear;
Rejoice with awful mirth.
Your timely homage pay,
Incensed by your delay. 13 If but in part
anger rise, Who can endure the flame?
Then blessed are they, whose hope relies
On his most holy name.
The troublers of my peace !
increase. 2 Insulting, they my soul upbraid,
And him whom I adore ; “ The God in whoin he trusts,” say they,
66 Shall rescue him no more.
On thee my hopes rely ;
Lift up my head on high.
To God I made my prayer,
Why should I now despair ?
My sweet repose to take;
Through him in safety wake. 6 No force nor fury of my foes
My courage shall confound,
That have beset me round.
Who oft hast owned my cause,
And to thy righteous laws.
He only can defend ;
That on his power depend.
PSALM 4. 10
LORD, thou art my righteous Judge ;
To my complaint give ear;
2 How long will ye, O sons of men,
To blot my fame devise ?
And spread malicious lies ?
Is God's peculiar choice ;
He always hears my voice.
Flee every thing that's ill,
And bend them to his will. 5 The place of other sacrifice
Let righteousness supply ;
On God alone rely.
More prosperous times to see,
Shine brightly, Lord, on me.
More lasting and more true,
And take my needful rest;
Of thy defence possessed.
PSALM 5. 1 LORD, hear the voice of my complaint ,
Accept my secret prayer; 2 To thee alone, my King, my God,
Will I for help repair. 3 Thou, in the morn, my voice shalt hear,
And, with the dawning day, To thee devoutly I'll look up,
To thee devoutly pray.
Canst never, Lord, approve ;
All evil dost remove.