So Melancholy Why, Poor Heart?
Thy dreadful Anger, Lord, restrain
O Lord my God, since I have plac’d
Since godly Men decay, O Lord
The Lord to thy request attend
Thou mad’st my teeming mother’s womb
O Lord, my Rock, to Thee I cry
Through All the Changing Scenes of Life
Just Judge of Heav’n, against my Foes
Let all the list’ning World attend
The Lord hath spoke, the mighty God
The wicked fools must sure suppose
O God, who hast our Troops dispers’d
Lord, let thy just Decrees the King
At length, by certain Proofs, ’tis plain
In Judah the Almighty’s known
O Isr’l’s Shepherd, Joseph’s guide
To my complaint, O Lord, my God
Sing to the Lord a new-made Song
Jehovah reigns, let all the earth
Of mercy’s never-failing spring
My Soul, inspired with sacred Love
The Lord unto my Lord thus spake
O ‘Twas a Joyful Sound to Hear
To thee, O Lord, my cries ascend
To God with mournful Voice
Thee I’ll extol, my God and King
O Lord, You Are My God and King