And then, for earth, the richest voice which God ever tuned for His praise was hushed, and the harp of Jesse's son hangs untouched above his grave. But for him death was God's last, best answer to his prayer, "O Lord, open Thou my lips;" and as that cold but most loving hand unclothes him from the weakness of flesh, and leads him in among the choirs of heaven, we can almost hear again his former thanksgiving breaking from his immortal lips, "Thou hast put a new song into my mouth," whose melodies, unsaddened by plaintive minors of penitence and pain, are yet nobler and sweeter than the psalms which he sang here, and left to be the solace and treasure of all generations![Contents]

INDEX.

Psalm Page
iii. [246]
iv. [248]
vii. [110]
viii. [28]
xi. [138]
xiii. [138]
xv. [177]
xvii. [138]
xviii. [153], and [157]
xix. [24]
xx. [203]
xxii. [141]
xxiii. [37]
xxiv. [177]
xxv. [138]
xxvii. [89]
xxix. [31]
xxxi. [132]
xxxii. [227]
xxxiv. [86]
xxxv. [139]
xxxvii. [259]
xxxix. [236]
xli. [234]
li. [209]
lii. [72]
liv. [100]
lv. [240]
lvi. [77]
lvii. [119]
lix. [63]
lx. [201]
lxii. [255]
lxiii. [250]
lxiv. [138]
lxviii. [208]
cx. [189]
cxliii. [128]

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