PSAL. xxv.
[verse 1] I, Lord, to thee my Heart dispose;
[verse 2] My God, I trust in thee!
O save me from insulting Foes,
And Shame, and Infamy!
[verse 3] Let wilful Sinners sink with Shame,
But keep thy Servants free:
[verse 4] And let thy Faith my Heart inflame,
Reveal thy Paths to me!
[verse 5] O let thy Truth direct my Ways,
To me Salvation give;
To me, dear Lord, who all my Days
In scred Longings live!
[verse 6] Thy never-ending Mercies, Lord,
Thy Bowels, Lord, re-call!
[verse 7] My youthful Crimes, my Sins abhorr'd,
Forgive, forget them all!
O, for thy tender Mercy's sake,
With Favour think on me!
[verse 8] The blindest Sinners God will make
His righteous Paths to see.
[verse 9] He makes the Meek with Prudence move;
The Humble kindly draws: