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['Twas in my haste, my spirit said, "I must despair and die, "I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou hast heard me cry.]

Thy goodness how divinely free! How wondrous is thy grace To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises!

O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud.

Psalm 31:2. 7-13 18-21. Second Part. Deliverance from slander and reproach.

My heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust.

"My life is spent with grief," I cry'd, "My years consum'd in groans, "My strength decays, mine eyes are dry'd, "And sorrow wastes my bones."

Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown.

Slander and fear on every side, Seiz'd and beset me round; I to the throne of grace apply'd, And speedy rescue found.