3 ’Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death; Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide difference that remains, Is endless joy, or endless pains.

5 The Lord, that bruis’d the serpent’s head, On all the serpent’s seed shall tread; The stubborn sinner’s hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound.

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth, or deeper seas, And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love.

Psalm 69:1. 1-14.  First Part.  C. M.
The sufferings of Christ for our salvation.

1 “Save me, O God, the swelling floods
“Break in upon my soul: 
“I sink, and sorrows o’er my head
“Like mighty waters roll.

2 “I cry till all my voice be gone,
“In tears I waste the day: 
“My God behold my longing eyes,
“And shorten thy delay.

3 “They hate my soul without a cause,
“And still their number grows
“More than the hairs around my head,
“And mighty are my foes.

4 “’Twas then I paid that dreadful debt
“That men could never pay,
“And gave those honours to thy law
“Which sinners took away.”

5 Thus in the great Messiah’s name,
The royal prophet mourns;
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief,
And gives us joy by turns.

6 “Now shall the saints rejoice and find
“Salvation in my Name: 
“For I have borne their heavy load
Of sorrow, pain, and shame.

7 “Grief, like a garment, cloth’d me round,
“And sackcloth was my dress,
“While I procur’d for naked souls
“A robe of righteousness.

8 “Amongst my brethren and the Jews
“I like a stranger stood,
“And bore their vile reproach to bring
“The Gentiles near to God.

9 “I came in sinful mortals’ stead,
“To do my Father’s will;
“Yet when I cleans’d my father’s house
“They scandaliz’d my zeal.

10 “My fasting and my holy groans
“Were made the drunkard’s song;
“But God, from his celestial throne,
“Heard my complaining tongue.

11 “He sav’d me from the dreadful deep,
“Nor let my soul be drown’d;
“He rais’d and fix’d my sinking feet
“On well establish’d ground.

12 “’Twas in a most accepted hour
“My prayer arose on high,
“And for my sake my God shall hear
“The dying sinner’s cry.”

Psalm 69:2. 14-21 26 29 32. 2d Part.  C. M.
The passion and exaltation of Christ.

1 Now let our lips with holy fear
And mournful pleasure sing
The sufferings of our great High-Priest,
The sorrows of our King.

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress: 
How high the waters rise! 
While to his heavenly Father’s ear
He sends perpetual cries.

3 “Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
“Nor hide thy shining face;
“Why should thy favorite look like one
“Forsaken of thy grace?