Doubts
and
Fears
SUPPRES'D
.
PSALM
III
.
I.
LOOK
,
Gracious
God
,
how
numerous
they
Whose
envious
Power
and
Rage
Conspiring
my
Eternal
Death
Against
my
Soul
engage
.
II
.
The
lying
Tempter
would
perswade
There's
no
Relief
in
Heaven
;
And
all
my
swelling
Sins
appear
Too
big
to
be
forgiven
.
III
.
But
God
my
Glory
and
my
Strength
Shall
tread
the
Tempter
down
,
And
drown
my
Sins
beneath
the
Blood
Of
his
Dear
Dying
Son
.
IV
.
I
cry'd
,
and
from
his
Sacred
Hill
He
bow'd
a
list'ning
Ear
;
I
call'd
my
Father
and
my
God
,
And
he
dispers'd
my
Fear
.
V.
He
threw
soft
Slumbers
on
mine
Eyes
In
sight
of
all
my
Foes
,
I
'woke
,
and
wondred
at
the
Grace
That
guarded
my
Repose
.
VI
.
What
,
tho'
the
Hosts
of
Death
and
Hell
All
arm'd
against
me
stood
,
Terrors
no
more
shall
shake
my
Soul
,
Nor
Tremblings
chill
my
Blood
.
VII
.
Lord
,
I
adore
thy
Wondrous
Love
,
And
thy
Salvation
sing
:
My
God
hath
broke
the
Serpents
Teeth
,
And
Death
has
lost
his
Sting
.
VIII
.
Salvation
to
the
Lord
belongs
,
The
Lord
alone
can
save
;
Blessings
attend
thy
People
here
,
And
reach
beyond
the
Grave
.