a new psal for the chapel of kilarnock
on the thanksgivg-day for his ajesty&039;s revery
o sg a new ng to the lord,
ake, all and every one,
a joyful noise, even for the kg
his restoration
the ns of belial the nd
did set their heads tother;
e, let sweep the off, said they,
like an o&039;erflog river
they set their heads tother, i say,
they set their heads tother;
on right, on left, on every hand,
we saw none to deliver
thou adest strong o chosen ones
to ell the wicked&039;s pride;
that young an, great issachar,
the burden-bearg tribe
and hi, aong the prces chief
our jerale,
the jud that&039;s ighty thy w,
the an that fears thy na
yet they, even they, with all their strength,
began to fat and fail:
even as o howlg, raveno wolves
to dogs do turn their tail
th&039; ungodly o&039;er the jt prevail&039;d,
for thou hadst appoted;
that thou ight&039;st greater glory give
unto the own anoted
and now thou hast restored our state,
pity our kirk al;
for she by tributions
is now brought very low
nsu that high-pce, patrona,
fro off thy holy hill;
and thy fury burn the book—
even of that an &039;gill
now hear our prayer, aept our ng,
and fight thy chosen&039;s battle:
we seek but little, lord, fro thee,
thou kens we t as little
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