I am sure, by this, they are very partial in my
favour; all because my master is so good to me, and loves to hear me
praised; for I see no such excellence in these lines, as they would make
me believe, besides what is borrowed from the Psalmist.
We all, as before, and the cook-maid too, attended the prayers of the
church in the afternoon; and my dear father concluded with the following
stanzas of the cxlvth psalm; suitably magnifying the holy name of God for
all mercies; but did not observe, altogether, the method in which they
stand; which was the less necessary, he thought, as he gave out the
lines.
The Lord is just in all his ways:
His works are holy all:
And he is near all those that do
In truth upon him call.
He the desires of all them
That fear him, will fulfil;
And he will hear them when they cry,
And save them all he will.
The eyes of all do wait on thee;
Thou dost them all relieve:
And thou to each sufficient food,
In season due, dost give.
Thou openest thy plenteous hand,
And bounteously dost fill
All things whatever, that do live,
With gifts of thy good will.
My thankful mouth shall gladly speak
The praises of the Lord:
All flesh, to praise his holy name,
For ever shall accord.
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