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fSALMS. 2Q3
7 Both they who ling, and they who dance,
With facredJongs are there,
In iheefrefti brooks, andfoftJlreams glance,
And all my fountains clear.
PSALM LXXXVIII.
1 Lord God that doft me fave and keep,
All day to thee I cry;
And all night long before thee tuee/> i
Before thee projlrate lie.
2 Into thy prefence let my pray'r
Withfighs devout afcend,
And to my cries, that ceafelefs are,
Thine ear with favour bend.
3 For cloy'd with woes and trouble ftore
Surcharg'd my foul doth lie,
My life at death's uncheerful door
Unto the grave draws nigh.
4 Reckon'd I am with them that pafs
Down to the difmal pit,
I am a man, but weak alas,
And for that name unfit.
5 From life difcharg'd and parted quite
Among the dead to Jletp,
And like the flain in bloodyfight
That in the grave lie deep.
Whom thou remembereft no more,
Doft never more regard,
Them from thy hand deliver'd o'er
DeatKs hideous houfe hath band.