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9. Lord, bring my soul out of the straits and dread, Wherein my foes have her imprisoned;

Lord, loose her bands, that for the same
I may give thanks to thy great name;

And that the righteous men

May flock to me again,

And they with me

Sing praise to thee.

PSALM CXLVI.

By Joseph Bryan.

1. O, my soul, do thou give praise,

And sing lays

To the Lord, God ever living.

2. And my tongue, till tied by death,
And my breath,

Praise to him shall still be giving.

3. Put no trust in potentates,

Nor in states,

Nor in wealth, in strength, or feature,

For in them no help is found

Sure or sound,

Nor in any other creature.

4. For their staff of life is breath, Which by death

Soon is craz'd; their corpse they cherish,

When as they, soon after birth,

Turn to earth,

All their thoughts, plots, councils perish.

5. Blest is he whose soul so learns,

And discerns

These false hopes, and them forsaketh;

Who the God of Jacob's seed,

At his need

His sure help and refuge maketh.

6. Who both heaven and earth did make, And but spake,

And the sea, with her hid treasure.

And doth keep his word and oath

Firmly both,

And in keeping them takes pleasure.

7. Who doth justice execute,

Ne'er being mute

For the wrongfully oppressed:

Who, with plenteous bread doth feed
Them that need,

Loosing prisoners distressed.

8. God restores the blind to sight, And sets right

Limbs distorted, lameness curing;

And his love to him that still

Doth his will,

Is for evermore enduring.

9. God relieves the fatherless,

In distress

Widows' plaints to him are moving.

Strangers safely he protects;

But rejects

Godless men, no good ways loving.

10. God, thy God, on Sion hill

Reigneth still;

Still in glory higher raised,

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