A new version of the Psalms of David: together with all the church-hymns, into metre, smooth, plain and easie to the most ordinary capacities: and yet as close to the original languages, and the last and best English translation, as the nature of such a work will well permit. By Simon Ford, D.D. and rector of Old Swinford in Worcestershire.

Part XX.

[verse 153] On my affliction think, and thence At liberty me set: For I, through wilfull negligence, Thy Laws do not forget. [verse 154] Appear, my righteous cause to plead, That I discharg'd may be: And, as thy word hath promised, In mercy quicken me.

[verse 155] Salvation is removed far From all the wicked crew, Because they so neglectfull are Thy Statutes to pursue. [verse 156] Great are thy tender mercies, Lord, And just thy Judgments be: Inclined by them both, afford Thy quick'ning grace to me.

[verse 157] My persecutors many are, And many foes I have: Yet, do I not, (induc'd by fear) Thy testimonies wave. [verse 158] When the transgressours I did view, Who did thy word forsake; Opprest with grief, and pity too, My tender heart did ake. [verse 159]

Mind, Lord, with what a tender love Thy precepts I embrace: And let thy righteousness thee move, To give me quick'ning grace. [verse 160] Thy word, through all time past, and gone, From the beginning's sure: And thy just Judgments ev'ry one, For ever shall endure.