12 O! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav’d, and sigh no more.

Psalm 81. 1 8 16. 
The warnings of God to his people; or,
Spiritual blessings and punishments.

1 Sing to the Lord aloud,
And make a joyful noise;
God is our strength, our Saviour God;
Let Israel hear his voice.

2 “From vile idolatry
“Preserve my worship clean;
“I am the Lord who set thee free
“From slavery and sin.

3 “Stretch thy desires abroad,
“And I’ll supply them well
“But if ye will refuse your God,
“If Israel will rebel,

4 “I’ll leave them,” saith the Lord,
“To their own lusts a prey,
“And let them run the dangerous road,
“’Tis their own chosen way.

5 “Yet O! that all my saints
“Would hearken to my voice! 
“Soon I would ease their sore complaints,
“And bid their hearts rejoice.

6 “While I destroy their foes,
“I’d richly feed my flock,
“And they should taste the stream that flows
“From their eternal Rock.”

Psalm 82. 
God the supreme Governor;
or, Magistrates warned.

1 Among th’ assemblies of the great,
A greater Ruler takes his seat;
The God of heaven, as Judge, surveys
Those gods on earth and all their ways.

2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws? 
Or why support th’ unrighteous cause? 
When will ye once defend the poor,
That sinners vex the saints no more?

3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know,
Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earthly gods is vain,
For they shall fall and die like men.

4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son
Possess his universal throne,
And rule the nations with his rod;
He is our judge, and he our God.

Psalm 83. 
A complaint against persecutors.

1 And will the God of grace
Perpetual silence keep? 
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?

2 Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread;
The men that hate thy saints and thee
Lift up their threatening head.

3 Against thy hidden ones
Their counsels they employ,
And malice with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.

4 The noble and the base
Into thy pastures leap;
The lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy sheep.

5 “Come, let us join,” they cry,
“To root them from the ground,
“Till not the name of saints remain,
“Nor memory shall be found.”

6 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.

7 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy Name
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.

8 Then shall the nations know
That glorious dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord.