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CORRECTED  and  ENLARGE^ 

ByJOELBARLOW, 


TO    WHICH    IS    ADDED 

&    COLLECTION   OF 

H  Y  M  NS; 

The  whole  applied  to  the  State  of  the    Christ ia.v 
Church  in  general.  - 


The  Fourth  Edition. 


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[With. A  Privilege  of  Coey-Fugsj.] 


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AT  a  Meeting  of  the  General  AiTbciation  of  the 
State  of  Connecticut  in  June  ialt,  it  was  thought 
expedient,  that  a  number  of  the  Pfalms  in  Doctor 
Watt's  verfion,  which  are  locally  appropriated,  fhould 
be  altered  and  applied  to  the  itate  of  the  Chriftian 
Church  in  general,  and  not  to  any  particular  country  ; 
and  rinding  fome  attempts  had  been  made  to  alter  and 
2pp!y  thofe  Pfalms  to  America,  or  particular  parts  of 
America,  tending  to  deftroy  that  uniformity  in  the  ufe 
of  Pialmony,  fo  defirable  in  religkus  afiemulies  ;  they 
appointed  the  Rev.  MeiTrs.  Timothy  Pitkin,  John  Small]) 
and  Theodore  UUfdide,  a  Committee  to  confer  with  and 
apply  to  Mr.  Jccl  Barlow,  of  Hartford,  to  make  the 
wropofed  alteration.  Thefe,  together  with  the  additions 
snd  the  collection  of  Hymns  annexed  to  this  Edition,  wc 
have  carefully  examined  and  approved  ;  ?nd  we  there- 
fore recommend  them  to  the  ufe  of  the  Church  of 
Christ,  for  the  purpoies  of  public  worship  and  private 
devotion. 

Timothy  Pitkin,  }  Committee  of 

Tokn    SmALLY,  >  General 

Theodoke  K;n&d/.le.    )  j4jfociatio?i- 


The  following  Gentlemen,  appointed  by  particular 
AiTociation^  to  examine  and  revue,  concur  in  thecbove 
Recommendation. 

IT  ithan  Williams, 
Tho5ias  W.  Bray, 
Nathan  Perkins 


January   I,   17*5. 


PREFACE. 

THE  reafons  foi  undertaking  the  Corr  eel  ions  arid  Ad- 
ditions, contained  in  this  Edition  cf  the  Pfalms  are 
fufficitntly  expla:ned  in  the  foregoing  Narrative  of  tht  Ge- 
neral Affociations  Committee.  Yet  the  difficulty  of  giving 
general  fatisfaclion  in  attempts  of  this  kind,  cannot  be  re- 
alized till  the  expa  intent  be  made.  Among  the  many  Ver- 
fions  ivhich  have  been  given  cf  thefe  Divine  Songs  in  order 
to  adapt  them  to  the  Chrijiian  State  and  Vt'orfkip,  that  of 
Doctor  Watts  is  undoubtedly  in  many  rcfpe&s  to  be 
preferred.  His- Application  of  the  prophetic  pa/fages  ;  his 
eajy  and  natural  explication  of  parts  that  are  in  any  mca- 
fure  obfeure  ;  his  pure  and  elevated  f rains  of  devotion,  fo 
f  leafing  to  every  pious  and  attentive  Reader,  have  per- 
haps never  been  equalled  in  our  Language  :  And  %Oith  ref- 
pecl  to  hisjiyle  and  manner  of  verification,  they  a>e  not 
only  better  adapted  to  the  capacities  of  common  affimbha, 
and  the  eafy  folemnity  of  Church  Mufic}  than  any  other  t hat 
have  yet  appeared  ;  but  it  may  be  prefumed  thai  no  Feet 
after  him  iijill  fucceed  in  compofvig  devotional  long  j,  with- 
out taking  his  mo-del  of fly  It  and.  v  erf  fixation  from  Dotlor 
Watts.  Were  it  not  for  his  local  appropriation  cf  fine 
Pfalms,  and  his  omiffionol \a  few  others,  his  V^rfion  would 
doubtlefs  hav£  beenufed fir  -r.any  ages  without  amendment. 
But  as  the  author  of  tieje  correStfonts  is  employed,  direcled 
and  Jup ported  by  Jo  refpecialle  a  Body  as  the  whole  Clergy 
pf  the  State  :  and-  as  it  is  ai  o ljecl  of  grjat  importance 
that  harmony  aid  uniformity  Jhould  be  cfablijhed  as  cxten- 
fively  as  pcffible  in  the  ufe  of  Pfalmody,  he  has  not  only  a- 
voided  all  local  applications,  but  ha;  made  fome  flight er 
ccrr-tlions  in  point  of  elegance,  ivhere  the  rules  of  gram - 
mer,  eflablifJied  fince  the  time  of  Potior  Watts,  have  made 
it  neceffary. 

The  Pfalms  con fider  ably  altered  are  the  zifl,  6oth,  -67th, 
T^th,  \zqth,  147///  ;  th'ofe  omitted  by  Dotlor  Watts,  are 
the  l%th,  43^,  52^,  54M,  jfttAj  b^th,  10th,  79th,  88/A, 
10%  th,  137  th,  14.0th. 

The  Hymns  are  f.'ccled  chiefly  from  Dotlor  Watts  : 
fome  are  entirely  new.  It  was  thought  advijeable  to  bind 
them  in  the  fame  volume,  that  facramental  and  other  par- 
ticular occajions,  net  provided  for  in  the  Book  of  Pfahnss 
might  befupflied  with  fait  able  fangs  of  devotion. 


IMITATION 

OF    THE     , 

Pfalms  of  David. 


Psalm     I.     Co  rem  on  Metre. 

77  <-  W^iy  and  End  cf  the  Right  ecu*  and  the  Wiektd. 
x-."T>LEST  is  the  man  who  (hum  the  place, 
J£)  Where  Tinners  love  to  meet  j 
\V  ho  fears  to  re:,d  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fcoffer'*  feat. 

Z.  But  in  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight  ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  wcrd; 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3.  [He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  blafting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate.] 

4.  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profeffion  mine  ; 

While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Like  clufters  on  the  vine. 

c  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft ; 

What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 

Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 
4.  Sinners  in  judgment  fhall  not  ftand 

A*»oqg  the  fons  of  grace, 


p   s   a   l   ft     i> 

When  Chriji  the  Judge  at  hi:  right-hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7,  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  trea  J, 
His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  ways  offirmers  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  or  hell. 

Psalm     I.       Short  Metre, 
The  Saint  happy,  the  Sinner  tnife/abUt 
I.  r""|""^HE  man  is  ever  bled, 

Who  fhufls  the  Tinners'  wrys, 
Among  their  councils  never  itands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place  ; 

2rt  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  orthe  day, 
And  wa&hes  of  the  night. 

3.  He  like  a  tree  (hail  thrive, 

With  waters  ceir  the  root  : 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  r^me  (hail  Uv^ 
Kis  works  arc  heavenly  frriit. 

4.  Not  foth'  ungodly  face. 

They  no  fuch  bleifipgs  fiod  : 
Their  hopes  fhall  dee  like  empty  chafl 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

y  How  will  they  hear  to  fttzd 
Before  that  judgment  (eat, 
Where  all  the  faints  at  GhriJV j  right  \:x:J. 
In  full  alTembiy  meet  ? 

5.  He  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go  : 
Bat  finners  arid  their  works  lhall  ifceet 
A  dreadful  overthrow, 

Psalm     I.       Lor?  :  letr,e. 
The  Inference  between  the  pHtcous  an  i  \fa 

HAPPY  the  man^ofe  cautious  feet 
Sin;nth*broa4waywlieie<inner*.g 


6  PSALM      IL. 

Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fear<  to  talk  as  (coffers  do. 

2.  He  loves  t'employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  ftatutcs  of  the  Lord  : 

And  fpeuds  the  wakeful  hours  of  night. 
With  pleafure  pond'ring  o'er  the  word. 

3.  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  dreams, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  Heaven  will  mine  with  kindeft  beams 
Or  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4.  But  finners  find  their  councils  crofs'd  ; 
As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies  ; 

So  (hall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft. 
When  the  lalt  trumpet  lhakes  the  ikies. 

5.  In  vain  the  rebel  feeksto  fb.nd 

In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 
The  dreadful  Judge  with  lfern  command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 

6."  Strait  is  the  Way  my  faints  have  trod, 
"  I  bleft  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain  ; 
u  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  road  ; 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain. 

Psalm     II,      Short  Metre. 

Trsn dated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern. 

Acls  iv.   24,  &V. 

Chrift   Dyt*g,  Rifingt  Interceding,  and  Refgnirfg. 

I.  [Ti   /TAKER  and  fovereign  Lord 

XVJL      Of  heaven  and  earth  and  feas, 
Thy  proridence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

I,    The  things  fo  long  foretold 
Bv  David  are  fulfill'd  ; 
When  JriuK  and  Gentries  yoru  to  Hay 
J:ju<,  thine  holy  Child.] 

i.    Why. did  the  Gentile*  rage. 

And  yeiot  with  one  accord 

V>'0  all  their  councils  to  deftroy 

TV  A^nted  of  the  Lord  * 


PSALM      II, 

4  Ruler?  and    Kings  agree 
To  foim  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Again  ft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

5.  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  fupport  his  throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead> 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  fon. 

Pause; 

6.  Now  he's  afcending  high, 

To  rule  the  fubject  earth  ; 
The  merit  o4  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth, 

7.  Beneath  his  foYeregn  fway 

The  Gentile  nations  bend  ; 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  bounds, 
His  Kingdom  {hall  extend. 

8.  The  nations  that  rebel, 

Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 

Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 
g.  [Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow? 

To  God's  exalted  Son. 

10.  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 
Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blefled  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

Psalm     II.     Common  Metrev 
1.  "IfTTHY  did  the  nations  jointe  flay 
VV       The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 

j.  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Ikies, 
Derides  their  rage  below, 
Ke  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes^ 
And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through, 


3  P    S     A     L    M       II. 

3.  **  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead  ; 
"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
«  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 

4.  «  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

»  The  urrapft  heathen  lands  ; 
«  Thy  rod  of  iron  fhall  defiroy 
«  The  rebel  that  withftahds." 

5.  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heavily  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

6.  With  humble  love  adddrefs  his  throng, 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 
Thofeare  fecure,  and  thofc  alone 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

P   s   a   h   m     IT.       Long  Metre, 
Chrift's  Death,  R, [urreftlor,  <;u:  .i/uh/Io);^ 
I.  TTTHY  did  the  Jews  prostata  th*k  rage  ? 
W     The  Romans  why  their  fwords  employ  * 
Againlt  the  Lord  theirpewers  engage. 
His  dear  Anointed-  to  dellroy  ? 

a.  "  Come  let  us  break  his  handr,  they  f--, 
u  This  man  fhall  never  give  us  laws  ;" 
And  thus  they  caft  his  yoke  away, 
And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs. 

r  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls  c 
He'll  fmite  their  hearts  with  mwardpairJs, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

^  "  I  will  maintain  the  K>ng  I  made 

"  On  Zion'%  everluling  hill, 

u  My  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  deal- 

M  And  he  fhall  ftand  your  fovereign  nill." 
j^.  [Hi?  wondrous  rifing  from  the  earth 

Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 

The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth  '.. 

"  Tb*h  day  hav«  J  begot  my  Scnv 


P    S     A     L     M      III'.  9 

4.  u  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right-hand, 
"  There  thou  (halt  afk,  and  I  beftow 
*{  The  utmoft  bounds  of  heathen  lands  p 
u  To  thee  their  fuppliant  tribes  fhall  Ww,"} 

7.  But  nations  that  rcfift  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  lifted  lod  : 
His  arm  ftia'.I  crufh  the  impious  race, 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avengingGod. 

P       A       TT       5       B. 

J.  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
JBe  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  ; 
Now  to  his  feet  fabmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

$  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 

Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ve  die  ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown-, 

His  love  gives  life  above  the  fky. 
TO.  His  ftorms  fhall  quell  the  ltubborn  foe, 

And  fink  his  honours  in  the  duft  : 

Happy  the  fouls,  their  God  that  know, 

Andunake  his  grace  their  onlytruft. 

Psalm     III.     Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  Fears  fuppreffed ;    or,    God  our  deftnte  frsm 
Sin  and  Satan. 

l"\  /TY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ? 
XVX     How  fait   my  foes  increafe  2 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 

Ther's  no  releaf  in  heaven, 
And  all  my  growing  fins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  ftrength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filencc  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raifc  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill. 

He  bow'd  alifteninj  ear  ; 


io  P     S    A    L    M       III. 

I  call'd  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdued  my  fear. 

5  He  fhed  (oft  (lumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  fpite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  tho'  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  againft  me  flood  ; 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  (hake  my  foui  ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfill  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  firfg  ; 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpetit's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  (ting. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  fave  ; 
Blefhngs  attend  thy  pecple  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  gravt.     . 

Psalm  III.   Per.   r,  2,  3,  4,  5.  3.  Long  MeVe. 
A  Morning  PJalm. 

1   f~\   Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes, 

\J  In  this  weak  ft  ate  oftfelK  and  blood  I 

My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

4  Tired  with  the  burdens  of  the  day,. 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry  ; 
Thou  heard'ftwhen  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heavenly  aid 
I  laid  me  down  and  flcpt  fecure ; 

Not  death  ihould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more., 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night ,' 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fenfc. 


psalm-     IV.  -    ii 

5s  3  a  L  m      TV.     i,  2,  3,  4  6,  7.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  of  Prayer  ;  pr  God  our  Portion,  and  Chriit    ou* 
Hope. 

I   A~\  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 

V^/  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain : 
Thou  haftenlarg'd  me  in  diftrefsj 
■Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2.  Ye  fonsofmenin  vain  ye  try 
Ttftarn  my  glory  into  fhame 
How  long  will  fcoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name? 

3  Know  that  theLord  divides  his  faints 
From  ail T:he  tribes  of  men  befide  ; 

He  hears  and  pities  their  complaints, 
-For  the  de?r  fake  of  Chrift  that  died. 

4  When  eur  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  trull:  in  God  alone, 

And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grate. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 

"   Who  will  beJiciV  fame  earthly  good* 
-But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray ; 
Our  fouls  deilre  this  heavenly  food. 

-6  Thenfhail  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  fo  great  ; 
Nor  will  I  change  ray  happy  choice 
Tor  all  their  wealth  and  boafted  ftate. 

:?  s  a  l  u     IV.     Vir.     3,  4,  5,  3.    Ceo.  Met-re 
An  Evening   Hymn. 

1  "1 "     ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  w  lie  a  I  .pray  5 

1    ^  I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 

a  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

S,  And  while  I  reft  my  wer^ry  head, 
From  cares  and  bufinefs  free, 
"'Tis  fweet  convening  c"  my  b«j. 
With  my  own  heart  andthfe. 


Li.  ?     S     A    L     M      Y. 

3  1  pay  this  evening  facrifice  ; 

And  when  mv  work,  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  eompos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  flee p  : 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  flumbers  keep. 

Psalm     V.     Common  Metre. 
Fi.r  the  Lord' s  Day  Morning. 
T    ~T     ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  ihalt  hear 
1    j   My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direit.  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

•?,  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chriit  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Preferring  at  his  Father's  throne 

Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 

3,  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  ihall  not  ftand  ; 

Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  re  for r, 

Totaile  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  -thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet, 

In, ways  of  righteoufnefs. 

Make  every  path  of  duty  rtrait, 

And  plain  before  my  face. 

P    A     U     S    K. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  a;; ray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  cruih  the  ferpent  in  the  duit, 

And  ail  his  plots  deiiroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  mercy  trufl, 
For  es  «  fhout  ;or  joy. 


PSALM      VI.  XI 

S  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  same, 
Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfilled  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  favour  as  a  fhield. 

Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 

Corn-plaint  inficknefs  ;   or,  dif safes  healed, 

l   TN  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife, 
L  Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm  ; 
Nor  let  thine  awful  wrath  arife 
Again  ft  a  feeble  worm. 

5.  My  foul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  care<$ 
My  flefh.  with  pain  opprefs'd  ; 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 

3  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  days  % 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs? 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief  : 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long,  before 
Thine  hand  afford  relief. 

5  He  hears  his  mourning  children  fpeak.? 

He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fovereign  word, 

Reftores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

Psalm     VI.     Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  Sicknefs  overcome. 
x   T     OR D,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes, 

JL_j  When  thou  with  kindnefs  doft  chaftife  4 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  k  not  again!*  me  rife  ! 
B 


*4  PSALM      VII. 

I  Pity  my  languifhing  eftate, 
And  ea'fe  the  follows  that  I  feel  ; 
The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 

0  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 

3  See  how  in  fighs  I  pafs  my  day?, 

And  waite  in  groans  the  weary  night : 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears  ; 
My  grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  \ 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  fhall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  lhall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong  ? 

5  I  feel  my  Hefh  fo  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  *empted  todefpair  : 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dull  and  filencc  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempter?,  from  my  foul. 
And  all defpahing  thoughts  depart ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  eafe  my  fkih,  and  chear  my  heart. 

P  s  a  i-  m     VII.     Common  Metre. 
God's  cart  if ku  People,  andfunijkwnt  of  Ptr/csui;::- 
i   "IV   /TY  triJft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
JVjL  ^7  ^'°Pe  Jo^ee,  my  God  : 
Rife  and  my  helplefs  life  defend, 
From  thofc  that  feck  my  blood. 

i  With  inference  and  fury  they 
My  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  tl/e  prey, 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  e'er  my  pride  provok'd  them  lint- 

Ct  once  abufed  my  foe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dufr, 
And  lay  my  honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 
I  I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 

1  fhould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 

Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 


PSALM      VIIL  i$ 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  power  controul  ? 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  foul. 

Pause. 
i  Let  linnets  and  their  wicked  rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  dun:  : 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
%      To  vindicate  the  juft  ? 

7  He  iRows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins. 

He  will  defend  tV  upright  : 
His  flbarpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  fons  of  fpite. 

8  Tho'  leagu'd  in  guile  their  malice  fpread, 

A  fnare  before  my  way  ; 
Their  mifchiefs  on  their  impious  head, 
His  vengeance  Ihall  repay. 

9  That  cruel  pcrfecuting  race 

Mull  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  foul,  and  pvaife  the  grace 
And  juftice  of  the  Lord. 

Psalm     VIII.     Short  Metre. 
Gob' 's  fcuereignty  and  goodnefs  ;    and  Man's   doijttnfcn- 

over  tlie  creatures. 
1  /""^  LOPJ),  our  heavenly  King, 
\J     Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  ihine. 

z  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
Iraife  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darkfome  Ikies. 

3  When  I  furvey  the  ftars 

And  all  their  mining  forms, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing, 
A-kin  to  duft  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  fhould' ft  love  hirafo  r 


i*  PSALM    virt 

Ne>.t  to  thine  angels  is  he  plae'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below  : 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beafts  like  flaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wingfs> 
And  fifh  that  cleave  the  fea. 
4  Hov/  rich  thy  bounties  ?re  ! 

And  wondrous  are  thy  ways  :    - 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praife. 

7   [From  mouths  of  feeble  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name  ! 
And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 
f  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  thine.] 

P  s   a   l   M     VIII.     Common  Metre. 

ChrifTs   so;;Jefce/.jicn    and  glorification ;    or,   God  maJt 
ma  i. 

1  f~*\  LORD,  ourLori,  how  wondrous  great 
V^/  Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 

The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  i*are 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim, 

2  When  I  behold  the  works  en  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  mining  ftars  that  grace  the  iky, 

Thofe  moving  worlds  of  light. 

2   Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 
Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  ihouldTt  vifit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  fo  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  fhould  bear 
To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angeh  are, 
T»  Cave  a  dying  worm  ? 


P    S    A    L     M     VIII.  it 

£5  Yet  while  he  liv'd'on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  own, 
His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

•  5  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet; 
And  fifh  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  fhoals  to  Feter's  nst? 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  fmaller  glories  of  the  Son, 
Shone  through  the  fleihly  cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne,, 
And  men  confefs  him  God. 

S  Let  him  with  majefty  be  crown 'd, 
Who  bow'd  his  head  do  death  ; 
And  iiis  eternal  honours  found, 
From  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  Jefus>  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

PSALM     VIIL      Ver.  I,  2,  Farafhrafei, 

Tirji  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Hofanna  of  the  children  ;    or,  infants  fraijing  God 

s      A    LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  fkies, 

jLjL.  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name-  is  fpread. 

And  thine  eternal  glorious  rife 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  mads. 
2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young    ' 

Their  founding  notes  of  honour  raife  ; 

And  babes,  with  uninftructed  tongue. 

Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praiie,. 
•3  Thy  power  afiifts  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground^ 

To  ftill  the  bold  blafphemer's  rage. 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
B  % 


it  F    S    A    L     M      IX. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  Son  of Davhl,  is  their  fong, 
And  loud  Ha/annas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  prielts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breafis, 
While  Jewifh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm    VIII.     Ver.  3,  &c.  Parap/irafed. 

Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Adam  and  Chrift,  Lords  of  the  Old  and  New  Creation. 

*k    T     ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft, 
[    j  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
That  thou  fhould'ilfer  him  and  his  race, 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhould'fl  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  bcaft  and  bird  (ubmit, 
And  lay  the  filhes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait, 
To  crown  the  fecond  Ad.im's  fiate  ? 
What  honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn  j 
Who  condescended  to  be  born? 

4.  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
Behold  him  number'd  with  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  ; 
But  he  (hall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  rcdeem'd  from  all 
The  mifeiies  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  (hall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Psalm     IX.     Firfi  Metre* 

Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment  Sea'. 

WITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  rny  fong, 
Thy  wonder.  I'll  proclaim, 

1  !v  u  fovereignj  udge  of  right  and  wrong 

... 


P    S     A    L     M      IX.  15 

S  I'll  fing  thy  majefty  ind  grace  ; 
My  Cod  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  oppreft  ; 

To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zions  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
Whofe  works  his  grace  fulfil. 

Psalm    IX.     Fer.  12.  Second  Part. 
The  Wifiom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 
I  TTTHEN  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  juft, 
V  V       Shall  once  enquire  for  blood  ; 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
%  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zion's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  fing  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  fhall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  finners  perifti  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  fpread, 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  councils  known  : 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroyed, 
In  fnares  that  were  their  own. 

Pause. 
3  The  wicked  fhall  fink  down  to  hell  j 
Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commands. 


20  P    S     A     L     M       X. 

6  Though  fai  .its  to  fete  dkftrefs  ?rc  brought, 
And  wait;  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  Avail  never  be  fou;  jt, 
Nor  fHall  the;r  hopes  be  vain. 

j  [Rife,'  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  fe^ 
To  judge  and  fave  tu.e  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  mjre. 

$  Thy  thunder  fhall  affright  the  proud, 
And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  Gon,. 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

Psalm     X.     Common  Metre. 
Prayer  heard,  and  faints  five  d ;    or,  fridc,  aiheifmt  <%;;.' 
effreffion  -putJJJied. 
Fer  a  humiliation  day. 
X   TTTHY  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  f ar  ? 
\ \       And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diilrefs  r 

a  Lord,  fhall  the  wicked  ftill  deride 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 

3  They  caft  thy  judgments  from  their  fight; 

And  then  infult  the  poor, 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arifc,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  ihall  dare  to  ftand, 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 

P      A       V       $       E* 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  iage, 

And  fay  with  foolifh  pride, 
The  God  of  heaven  iv ill  ne'er  engage 
Ttjight  en  Zion'sjide. 


PSALM     XL  21 

6  But  thou  forever  art  our  Lord  ; 

And  powerful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  fword, 
And  penfh'i  from  thy  land, 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear  ; 

Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay. 

And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 

$  Proud  tyrants  fhall  no  more  opprefs, 
No  more  difpife  the  juft  ; 
And  mighty  finners  fhall  confefs, 
Tbey  are  but  earth  and  dull. 

Psalm     XI.     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  i  ighieous,  aad  hates  the  wicked. 
I  ~jl   JfY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ; 
JLVjL  Why  do  my  foes  infulr  and  cry, 
Fly  like  a  timerous  trembling  dove, 
To  d'Jfant  woods  oi  mountains  fiy  ? 

a  If  government  be  once  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  righteous  feekredrefs  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fix'dhis  throne, 
His  eye  fun'eys  the  world  below ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  ; 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 

What  may  the  bold  tranfgreffors  fear  > 

His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 
j  On  impious  wretches  he  fhall  rain 

Sulpherous  flames  of  wafting  death, 

Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 
6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 

Whofe  thoughts  and  a&ions  are  nncere, 

And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  men  that  his  own  ira3ge  bear. 


aa  PSALM      XII. 

Psalm     XII.     Long  Metre. 

The  Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Times :  Or,  Sins  cf 
the  Tongue  complained  of,  viz.  Blafphemy,  Teij- 
Jhood,   &V. 

t      A    LMIGHT'Y  God,  appear  and  favc  I 
X\^  For  vice  and  vanity  prevail ; 
The  godly  perifh  in  the  grave, 
The  jail  depart,  the  faithful  fail. 

a  The  whole  difcourfe  when  crouds  are  met, 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long: 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blafpheming  tongue 

4  Yet  Jh  all  our  ivords  be  free,  they  cry, 
Our  tongues  JJiall  be  cbntroul'd  by  none  : 
IVhere  is  the  Lord  will  afk  us  ivhy  r 
Or  Jay  our  lips  are  not  our  ozun  ? 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  the  opprefior's  haughty  flrain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  fhall  ftill  appear  ; 

Not  fiiver,  feven  times  purify'd 

From  drofs  and  mixture,  fhines  (o  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  mall  in  the  darkeft  hour 
Defend  from  danger  and  furprife  ; 
Tho'  when  the  vileft  men  have  power, 
On  every  fide  eppreflbrs  rife. 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners  :  or,    The 
Pre 


'H 


fe  and  Signs  of  Chiilt'i  coming  to  Judgment, 
ELV,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
Religion  loofes  ground  i 


P    S    A    L    M      XIII, 

The  fons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound  ; 

j.  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break, 
Yet  aft  the  flatterer's  part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  v,'e  reprove  fome  hateful  lie, 

They  fcorn  our  faithful  word  : 
"  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,"  they  cry, 
"  And who Jh all  be  cur  Lord  f" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  fide,. 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  raisd  to  feats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  fword  in  vain. 

T     a      u      s      E. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

•6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hafti ng  on  ? 
Haft  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
May  we  not  truft  and  Live  upon 
A  proraife  fo  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Loid,  now  will  I  rife, 

11  And  make  th'  oppreffors  flee  ; 
"  I  (hail  appear  to  their  uirprife, 
*    "  And  fet  my  fervants  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  fiver  feven  times  try'd, 

Through  ages  fhall  endure  : 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 

Psalm     XIII.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  under  the  Temptation  of  the  Devil. 

1  T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  r* 
XJ       -^y  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fhall  I  feel  thofe  heavenly  rays 
That  chafe  say  fears  away  ? 


23 


34  PSALM      XIV. 

*  How  long  (hall  my  poor  labouring  foul 

wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul. 
And  eafc  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts, ; 
He  fpreads  a  mitt  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  Son,  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  eyes  arc  feal'd 
In  death's  eternal  deep. 

*  H«w  would  the,  tempter  boaft  aloud, 

Should  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  long  delay. 

6  But  they  mall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
Aad  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  grace 

Whence  all  my  comforts  fpring  : 
I  (hall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  thy  falvation  fing. 

Psalm    XIV.     Fir/  Parr.  Com.  Metre. 
By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 

1  l/OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
X/       "  That  all  religion's  vain, 

u  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  arc  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celertial  throne 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  juftice  know. 


PSALM       XIV.  XV;  *,<► 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  afbray, 
-    •"      Their  practice  all  the  fame  ; 

There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  handy 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

s  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  decert, 
Their  (landers  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet; 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 
In  every  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner   fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

Psalm     XIV.     Second  Tart.     Cora,     Metre. 
The  Fpl/y  of  Perfecutcrs. 

1  A    RE  finners  now  fo  fenfelel's  grown 
_/x.  That  they  the  faints  devour  ? 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy- throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  power  ? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furprifc, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  hopes  to  fhame. 

3  Doit  thou  not  dwell  among  the  jufl  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  fhould  make  thy  name  our  truft  : 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  that  the  joyful  day  were  some 

To  finiih  our  diftrefs  ! 
When  God  ihall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  fongs  ihall  never  «eafe. 

P  s  a  l  m     XV.     Common  Metre. 
Xlharacler   of  a    Saint ;  or,  a   Citizen  of  Zion  ;  or   tk& 

Qualifications  of  a  Ckrifitn, 
i   'T  T7TIO  ihall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill, 
VV  O  God  of  holinefs  ? 

Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
^o  near  his  throne  ci  e:race  ? 
C 


it  PSALM       XV. 

2  The  man  that  walks  in  pious,  ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  hands ; 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  promis'd  grace, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 

Nor  flanders  with  his  tongue  ; 
Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  (inner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  : 
And  tho'  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwears, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 

A.nd  never  wrong  the  poor ; 
This  man  fhall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  fecure. 

Psalm     XV.     Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  Jujticey  Gcodnefs  and  Ttuth  ;   or,    Duties  ro 
God  and  Man  j   or,  the  Qualifications  cf  a  Ghrijiian. 

'i   TT THO  fhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place, 
YV     Great  God»  and  dvvell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 

2  Whofe  h?.nds  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean  ; 
Whole  lips  ftill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 
No  flanders  dwel:  upon  his  tongue  ; 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

2   [Scarce  will  he  trufl  an  ill  report, 
Or  \  ent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpife, 
But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  promife  good, 
Nor  d^res  to  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  pain  orlofs  he  bears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  jufticc  Ihouldbe  fold  : 


PSALM     XVI.  z\ 

While  others  fcorn  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  face  \ 
And  doth  to  all  men  ftill  the  fame 

That  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  them..  . 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiefr.  works  are  donq, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  forever.  Lord,  with  thee. 

Psalm    XVI.    Flrji  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Confejfion  of  our  -poverty  ;  and,  Saints  the  brji  Company  ; 

or,  Good  Works  profit  Men,  not  God. 
3   TJRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confeft 
HoWemptyand  how  poor  1  am  ; 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  blefr, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  fonsof  mirth 
To  give  a  reiifh.  to  their  wine  ? 

I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  aie  divine. 

Psalm    XVI.    Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
ChrijTs  Allfafhciency. 
I   T  TOW  faft  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife, 
J[~X  who  nafte  to  feek  feme  idol  god  i 
I  will  not  taite  their  facrifice, 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood, 

s  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 


ii  PSALM    XV>. 

He  for  my  life  has  offer'd  up 
Jrfus,  his  beft  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  me  right  j 
And  be  his  namt  forever  bleft, 
Whogives  me  fvveet  advice  by  nigKt, 

4  I  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  eyes  ; 
At  my  right  hand  he  ftand?  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furpnfe, 
And  be  my  evcrlaiting  guard. 

Psalm    XVI.     Third  Part.  Long  Me*:e. 

Cruragc  in  Death,  ami  Hope  of  the  Refurnclicn. 

t   1I7HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftrorsg, 
VV     His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Eegl.dmy  herrt,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  fleih  (hall  reft  in  hope. 

a  Though  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  t_Tr.c"ous  Goti,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  foul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Hor  iofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  item  fnall  thy  firft  call  „bey, 
Shake  off  the  duff,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  fhalt  thou  lend  the  wondrous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  Iky. 

4  There  breams  of  endtefs  pleafure  flow  % 
And  full  di^cor^es  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tailed  here  below) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place, 

Psalm    XVI.    :~S.     Tirfi  Part.    Com.  Mefc-e, 

Suppcrt  and  Counfel  ft  am  God  without  Merit, 
I    O  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  ; 
f^   In  thee  my  truit  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace  : 

i  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  brcathj 
The  faints  may  ir.il!  rejwice, 


P     S     A     L     M       XVI. 
.     The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

The  people  of  my  choice. 
3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 
And  worfhip  wood  or  ftone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 

Where  the  true  God  is  known.  . 

4  His  hand  provides  my  con ftant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  goad, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counfels  are  my  light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  foul  .would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  fliall  move 
While  inch  a  friend  is  nigh. 

Psalm    XVI.    Second  Part.   Common 
The  Death  and  RefurreBitn  of  Chrirc. 

1  "  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

J_  "  He  bears  my  courage  up  : 
"  My  heart,  my  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 
"  My  defh  (hall  reft  in  hope. 

2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  foals  departed  are  ; 
"  Nor  quit  mv  body  to  the  grave 
"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  And  Eaife  me  to  thy  throne  : 

"  Thy  courts  immortal  pTeafure  give 

"  Thy  pre  fence  joys  unknown." 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fting, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

C    2 


i  r  . 


30  PSALM       XV  It 

5  Jefuf,  whom  ev<H$  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify' d  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftorcs, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  (hall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  > 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hznd, 

As.:  there  the  Fashcr  fmiles.] 
P  s  A  L   m    XVII.   Ver.   13,  csfc.  Short  Metre. 
Portion  cf  Saints  and  S:nners  ;   or  Hope  and  Deffair  it 
Death. 

I      Jk    RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
J~J^  And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chaftningrod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

O.  Behold  the  Tinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  plc?fure  lies, 
And  ail  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

Andboait  of  all  his  ftose  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  metre. 

4  I  iiiall  behold  the  face 

Of  icy  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  complete  in  ri^hteenfrkfs, 
Waih'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 

When  I  awake  from  Death, 

Drell  in  1  fijtenefs  of  thy  Son, 

Ar.d  diaw  immortal  breath. 

P  s   a   l   M     XVII.     Long  Metre. 

'"'•    Sinner's  J*ortir»  nnd, Saint's  Hope  ;   or,  the  lh<rve?> 

of  feparate  Sauls,  and  the  Rcfurrefftofi. 
i   "IT    O.RD,  I  am  thou  wilir/rcve 

J 4   My  faith,  my  p.iher.ce,  and  my  love  ; 

\  -        ■  fpite  againfl  n?e  join, 

The)  are  the  fvw  rd,  the  hacd  is  thine. 


PSALM       XVII-L  31 

l  Their  "hope  and  portion  lie  belov/  ; 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 
'Tis  all  they  feck  ;  they  take  their  fharjs  % 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  Tinners  value,  I  refign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  x 
I  fliall  behold  tny  blifsful  face. 
And  ftrmd  complete  in  righteoufnel?. 

4  His  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  thow  ; 
Bat  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubffantantiai  and  fin  cere  : 
When  fhail  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !   Cbleft  abode  ! 
I  fhail  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ? 
And  flefh  and  fm  no  more  controu.1 
The  facred  pleasures  of  the  foul. 

6  My  flefh  fhali  flumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found  r 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fwcet  furprife, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

Psalm    XVIII.    Tlrji  Part.    Long  Metre*. 

Ver.  1 — 9,   15 — 18. 
Deliverance  from  Defpair  ;  or,  Temptation  overcome*  _ 

1  nr*  H  E  E  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength* 

1      My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence  j 
Thy  mighty  arm  1"halt  be  my  truft, 
For  I  have  found  falyation  thence.   - 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  ihade  % 
While  floods  of  high  temptation  rofe, 
And  made  my  linking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  fa^v  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 
Withendlefs  pains  and  fonrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell). 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpaiv. 

4  in  my  diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  j 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint  \ 
And  prov'd  his  faving  grace  diving 


34  r    S    A    L    M    XVIII. 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful,  2nd  bright  as  lightening,  fhone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  to  his  rebuke, 
The  blaft  of  His  Almighty  breath 
He  fenffalvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 
•j  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 

Much  was  their  ftrength,  and  more  their  rage  ; 

But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqueror  ftill 

In  all  the  wars  the  proud  can  wage. 
3   My  fong  forever  (hall  record 

That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 

Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

Psalm     XVIII. 
Second  Part.   Ver.  zo. — 26.     Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  provided  and  reioarded. 
j    IT     ORD,  fhou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 
[    j  Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  ?ppear  r 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

z   Since  I  have  learn' d  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  : 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
Thy  love  reclaim'd  my  wandering  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft  ! 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin. 

4  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  will  ; 
When  (hall  thy  fpirit's  fovereign  power 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more. 

5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  (hall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  r.s  k' 


P    S    A    L  -M     XVIII.  si 

^  And  men  that  love  revenge  fhall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too  : 
The  juft  and  pure  'hall  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  jail  than  they. 

Psalm  XVIII.  Third  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Ver.   30,  31,   34,  35,  36,   &c. 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  wordj 
J    Great  Rock  of  my  fccure  abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  hi?  nr'ght, 
Gives  me  his  holy  f word  to  wield  j 
And  while  with  An  and  hell  1  fight, 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  ihield. 

3  He  lives,  and  bleflings  crown  his  reigH^ 
The  God- of  my  falvation  lives, 

The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  vsin  ; 

While  heavenly  peace  my  Father  give's., 
.4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighfyjrage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fharr*£ 
_5  To  David  and  his  royal  feed 

Thy  grace  forever  (hall  extend  ; 

Thy  love  to  faints,  in  Qh  ■■;'    heir  b<ei vi- 

Knows  n<st  a  limit,  nor  an  £rid. 

Psalm  XVIII.  Tirjl  Pari.  Common  Ma  :j  v 
ViB-jry  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Em  r,.   ■ . 
I   "\J[r&  'ove  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
VV      Now  is  thine  arm  revealM  ; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heavenly  tower, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  ihield. 

We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  fure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 

And  draw  falvation  thence. 

When  Gcd  our  leader  fhines  in  &mts^- 
Whst  mortal  heart  can  beat 


34  PSALM    XVIII. 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 
The  lightning  of  his  fpear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array- 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  hi<>  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 

With  ail  their  dreadful  (kill  ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  fword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 

7  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  bleft 

For  his  own  church's  fake  ; 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  reft, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

Psalm    XVIII.    Second  Part.  Com.MeJTe. 
The   Conqueror's   Song. 

1  r  I  ^O  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

JL        The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 

Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 

And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  trocps  prevail, 

And  break  united  powers, 
Or  bu»n  their  boafted  fleets,  or  fcale 
The  proudefl:  of  their  towers. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  our  fhield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  pcrifh  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  fo  great,  fohigh, 
So  powerful  as  our  God  ? 

5  The  God  of  IJrael  ever  lives  : 

His  name  be  ever  bleft  ; 


S     P        A    L    M      XIX,  35 

;Tis  his  own  arm  the  viftory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  reiL 

Psalm    XIX.    Firjf  Part.     Short  Metre, 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

i   T>EHOLD  the  lofty  fky 
\y   Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  the  fbrry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

%  The  darknefs  and  the  light, 

Still  keep  their courfe  the  fame; 
While  night  to  dav  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name, 

3  In  every,  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  fhew  the  wonders  of  his  hand,  , 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4.  Ye  chriftian  lands,  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  hi-;  word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands 
Are  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  hisgofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

5  His  laws  are  juft  and  pure, 
Hi«  truth  without  deceit, 
His  promifes  forever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  2re  great. 

f  [N't  honey  to  the  tafte 

Affords  fo  much  delight  ; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  farnace  pafs'd 
So  much  allures  the  fight. 

1  While  of  thy  works  I  fmg, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  thr  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 


$$  PSALM       XI& 

Psalm     XIX,     Short  Metre 

Qod't  Wtid  mcji  txetllent  ;   cr,    Sinter ity    And   IVatth-- 
julnef*. 

Tor  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

■*  TOEHOLD  the  morning  fun 
_£)   Begins  his  glorious  way  : 
his  ueams  through  all  the  nations  fun. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

>2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes 
It  lpreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tornSv. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  ftght, 

'    IIov/  pence!  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  juft, 
Forever  fure  thy  promife,  Lore?) 
And  men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  gracious  God,  hew  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven  ! 
Pause. 

5  I  heard  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  : 
Send  thy  good  fpirit  from  above 
To  guide  me  left  I  ftray, 

Oh  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mini 

I  would  not  dare  trail fg re ;%. 
7  "Warn  me  of  every  fin, 

Forgive  myi'ecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  mine, 

Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

3.  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpreaj  thy  praife  abroad  ; 

Ac»epr  the  worlhin  aridt-he  font*, 

May  Saviour  and  my  'God, 


PSALM       XIX.  37 

Psalm     XIX.     Long  Metre, 

The  Books  of  Nature,    and    Scripture  compared  ;   »;  tfe- 
Glory  and  Succtfs  of  the  Gofpel. 

1  'TpHE  heavens  declare  thy  glory.  Lord, 

JL_     In  every  ftarthy  goodnefs  fhines ; 
But  when  our  -eyes  behoid  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  eonfets/j 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  hail  writ, 
Reveals  thy.juftice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon  and  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  ftand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  heg2n  its  race, 

It  touched  and  gknc'd  on  every  land. 

•4  Nor  (hall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  } 
Till  Chri/h^sJl  the  nations  bleft, 
That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  world   with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiven, 
Lcrd,  cleanfe  my  fins,  may  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  rny  guide  to  heaven. 

?  s  a  l  -m    XIX.  To  the  Tune  of  the  n^thPfalm, 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

1   /^1  RE  AT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame 
\Jf  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  fhine  j 
A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundlefs.pywer,  and  feilJ  divine, 
D 


38  P    S    A    L     M       XIX. 

2  From  night  today,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and- the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wifdom  read  : 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need, 

3  Yet  their  divine  inductions  run 
Far  as  the  journies  of  the  fan, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice  : 
The  fun,  like  forae  young  bridegroom  drelt, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eait, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 

4  Where  e'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles,  and  fpeakshis  maker  God  : 

All  nature  joins  to  fhew  thy  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  mines  : 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace. 

P    A    V    S     E. 

K  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford, 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diftreft  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  heart  to  reft, 
6  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight  ; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pad 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

;  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  (lumbering  eyes. 
And  warn  me  where  my  dangers  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleflcd  gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  confeience  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues   my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

$  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  from  prefurnptuous  fins  re fi rain  ; 


PSALM       XX,  39 

Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife*, 

That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 

And  book,  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

Psalm     XX, 

Fray er  and  Hope  of  Victory. 

For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

1  "TVTOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
JL%     Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 
Jeh-roak  hears  when  Ifrael  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  oifacoh's  God  defends, 
When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  wails  , 
He  from  his  fanctuary  fends 

•  Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  bell  deferts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  he  art: 

4  In  this  falvation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifrael' 's  God. 
Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boails  : 
Our  fureit  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heaveniy  holt:. 

6  [O  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight  ! 
Our  foes  (hall  fall  and  die  with  fharnej, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  coward  flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
Till  thy  falvatiem  fhall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong, 


4«  ?     S    A     L,    M      XXI. 

Psalm     XXI.     Common  Metre. 

National  Blejjjngs    acknowledged. 

i  TN  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  ofpraife, 
£      Our  favour'd  realms  rejoice  ; 
And,  bleft  with  thy  falvation,  raife 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

%  Thy  furc  defence,  through  nations  round, 
Hath  fpread  our  riling  name. 
And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 
With  freedom  and  with  frrme. 

3  In  deep  diftrefs  our  injur  d  land 

Implcr'd  thy  power  to  fr.ve  ; 
For  life  we  pray'd  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  bleuinggave. 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  Power, 

OpposM  their  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fwept  them  from  our  fherc, 
And  fpread  their  fails  with  mame. 

5  On  thee,  in  want,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  want:  fupply. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

Andftill  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
While  wc  glad  fongs  of  praifc  prepare, 
For  thine  Almighty  name. 

Psalm     XXI.     i 9.  Long  Metre. 

Chriji  exalted  to  the  Kingd:tr.. 

I   T"\  A.VID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
JL_J  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace. 
But  Qhtift  the  fon  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 

z  How  great  the  bleft  Mejfiah's  joy 
In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  given  the  world  to  his  command. 


PSALM     XXII.  4' 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  with-hold  ; 
Bleflings  of  love  prevent  himftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  mine  : 
Eleit  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  {hail  find  out  all  his  foes  : 
And  as  a  firey  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  cords. 
So  {hall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

P  s  a  l  m     XXII.  i— 1 6  Firfi  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

The   Sufferings  and  Death  of  Chrifi. 
i   T  T  THY  has  my  God  my  foul  foorfock, 
YV        Nor  will  a  fmile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifh.  fpoke, 
And  thus  oi?r  dying  Lord.) 
z  Though  :tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 
Among  thy  praifmg  faints, 
Yet  thou  canft  hear  our  groan  as  well. 
And  pity  cur  complaints. 
J  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 
And  great  deliverance  found  : 
But  Tra  a  worm  defpis'd.of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  With  making  head  they  pafs  me  hj} 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  : 
In  -vain  he  trufts  in  Gadr  they  ery, 
N~gle3ed  and  forlorn. 

5  But  thou  art  he,  who  formed  my  fle{h? 

By  thine  Almighty  word  ; 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breail 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  wili  my  father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  ftand  threatening  round 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found  ? 
P  z 


4^  PSALM       XXiL 

Pause. 
7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 
The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foesencompafs'd  fierce  and  fhong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud 

S  From  earth  r*id  hell  my  forrows  meet, 
To  multiply  the  fmart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet> 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fovereign  hand  let  loofc 

The  rage  of  enrth  and  hell, 
Why  wili  my  heavenly  Father  bruife 
The  fan  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  poffible  it  be, 

With-hold  this  bitter  cup  ; 
But  I  ref.gn  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

21  My  heart  diffolves  with  pangs  unknown, 
In  groans  I  walte  my  breath  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand  has  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  duft  of  death. 
12  Father,  I  give  my  fpirt  up. 
And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  refh  (hall  re.il  in  hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 

Psalm  XXII.    20,.  zx,   27 — 31.   Second  Tart, 

Common   Metre. 
I    u   y^^OJP  from  the  rod'in^  lions  rage, 
\\     "  0  Lord,  prctcel  thy  Son, 
(t  Nor  leave  thy  d  irling  to  engage 
a    The  p&-.uei  j  of  he!!  alone." 
Z  Thus  did  our  filtering  Saviour  pray 
With  mighty  cric>  and  tears, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
5  Gr^at  was  the  viclory  of  his  death 
His  throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth. 
Shall  v/erlhip  pr  lhall  die. 


P    S     A    L     M       XXII. 

4,  A  numerous  offspring  muff  anfe- 
From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  Tnall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  fens. 

e,  The  meek  and  humble  fouh  fhall  fee 
His  table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  leek  the  Lord  mail  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  ifles  fhall  know  the  righieoufnefs 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefs* 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

Psalm     XXII.     Long  Metre. 

CkrijV s   Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 

1  "T^T'OW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
Jl\|     The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  compIainM  in  tears  and  blood,, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  yews  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  (hake  their  heads  and  laugh  in  fcorn-j 
"  He  refcucd  others  from  the  grave^ 
"  Now  let  him  try  hirnfelf  tofave.. 

3.  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  j 
"  If  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 
<(  Why  doth  he  fail,  to  help  him  now  ?- 

4  Oh  favage  people  '  cruel  priefts  ! 

How  they  ftood  round  like  raging  hearts  ] 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power. 

c  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  itreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  th*y  divide. 
And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 

Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  3 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, . 
And  humble  ftnners  taiie  his  grace. 


m 


44  PSALM     XXIII. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre. 
God  our  Shepherd. 
I   "J\    ITY  ftiepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 

J^VjL  -Now  ihall  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd  : 

His  providence  and  hcly  word 

Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 
1  In  pauures  where  falvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miftake, 
But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteoufnefs. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are. 

My  heart  and  hope  fhall  never  fail, 
For  God,  my  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  ; 
Thy  ftaff  fupports  my  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  fons  of  earth  and  fons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine, 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  fhed, 
Like  oil  of  giadnefs  at  a  feaft. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  houfhold  all  their  days  : 
There,  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feekhis  face,  and  fing  his  praife.] 

Psalm     XXIII.     Common  Metre. 
3   ~\/f*Y  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
JLVjL   Jthwah  is  his  name  ; 
In  paftures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Befide  the  living  ftieam. 


P    S    A    L     M       XXIII.  45 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  fpirit  back 

When  I  forfake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake 

In  paths  of  truth  and  grace.  ' 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  fhades  of  dea.h. 

Thy  prefence  is  my  ftay  ; 
One  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand  in  fight  of  dlmy  foes 

Doth  frill  my  table  fpread  ; 

My  cup  with  bleffings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

J5  The  fure  provifions  of  my  God 
Attend  me  all  my  days  : 
Oh  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife  ! 

6  There  would'  I  find  a  fettled  reffr 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ftranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Short  Metre. 

2   f"T"*HE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 
I  fhallbe  wett  fupply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his,' 
What  can  I  want  befide  I 

He  leads  me  to  the  place, 

Where  heavenly  palfure  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 

And  full  falvation  flows. 

If  e'er  I  go  affray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 

For  his  molt  holy  name. 

While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  mould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  fhadffj. 
My  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 


46  PSALM      XXIV. 

5  Amid  (unrounding  foes 

Thou  doft  my  table  fpread, 
My  cup  with  biefftngs  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Dwelling  tuitk  God. 
r  r  I"^HE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's 
%_        With  A 'Jam's  numerous  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 

2  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 

May  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mi fchief  clean, 
Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  Th;s  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  bieilings  of  his  grace  ; 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  oi  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  foul's  immortal  powers, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prep  .re, 

Lift  up  their  everlaltinr  doors, 

The  king  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  king  of  glory  !   Who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
He  rules  the  nations  ;   but  to  dweli 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Saint*  divfll  in  Heaven  ;  Or,  Chrijl's  jjfeentiou. 
I  rT~>HIS  fpacioius  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

1      And  men  and  worms,  and  beaits  and  birds 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 
2.  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  (ky  ; 


PSALM     XXV,  47 

Who  (hall  afcend  that  bleft  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  bis  Maker  God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  mall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  feek  the  God  of  Tacob's  face  ; 
Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light. 

Pause. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  fhining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold   the  King  of  glory  nigh  ; 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  ; 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Raised  from  the  dead  in  royal  ftate. 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  gate. 
To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

Psalm     XXV.     i— n.     Firft  Part, 
Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Diretfidn. 
1   T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 
J[   My  trufr  i>  in  his  name  ;■' 
Let  not  my  foes  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  fhame. 
1  Sin  and  the  powers  of  hell 
Perfuade  me  to  defpair  ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 
That  I  may  'fcape  the  fnare. 

3  From  gleams  of  dawning  light 

Till  eveningfhades  arife, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
W~ith  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  R.emember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth ; 


*l  PSALM       XXV. 

Forgive  t-he  fins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth, 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  'meek  fhall  learn  his  ways, 
And  every  humble  finner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodnefs  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  ; 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Psalm     XXV.     12,    14,  10,  13,  Second,    Tar!e 

Short  Metre.      Divine  Injlruilion. 

i   TT  THERE  mall  the  man  be  found, 
V  V     That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  hirn  known 

The  fecretsof  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  covenant  mow, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  power 

Are  truth  and  mercy  ftill, 
With  fuch  as  keep  his  covenant  fure, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fouls  (hall  dwell  at  eafe 
Before  their  Maker's  face. 
Their  feed  lhall  talk  the  profnifes 

In  their  extenfive  grace, 

Psalm     XXV.   15— ft*.      T6inI.P*rJt 

Short  Metre. 

Dijirtft  of  foul  ;  or,  Backjliding  and  Defortmn. 

1   "\   /TINE  eyes  and  my  deftrc 
.IVX  Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 
I  love  to  piead  his  promis'd  grace 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 


PSALM      XXVI.  49 

l  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 
Bring  thy  falvationnear  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  affift  my  feet 
To  'fcape  the  deadly  fa  are  -? 
I  When  fhall  the  fovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reitore  me  from  thofe  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 
,  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Doih  but  enlarge  my  woe  ; 
My  fpirit  languishes)  my  Heart 

Is  de  folate  and  low.  i 

;  With  every  morning  light 
My  fcrrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  anguiih  and  my  pain. 
And  pardon  all  my  fiats: 

Pause.. 
>  Behold  the  hofts  of  hell. 
How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Agai.-iiT.  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 

Their  fury  with  deceit. 

Oh  keep  my  foul 'from  death  j 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  lhame, 

For  I  have  piae'd  my  onlytrutt 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

■  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Ifrael  it  fhall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He' fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

P  s  a  l  m     XXVI.     Long  Metre, 

Self -Examination  \   or,   Evidences  of  Gracel 

JUDGE  me,  O  'Lord,  and  prove  my  way?. 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  hear-  • 
My  faith  upon  thy  promile  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 
I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  men  of  vanity  and'lies  ; 
The  fcofTer  and  the  hypocrite 
Arc  the  abhoJKHee  of  raise  eyes, 


50  PSALM       XXVII, 

3  Amongft  thy  faints  will  I  appear 
Array 'd  in  robes  of  innocence  ; 
But  when  I  ftand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chriji  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell ; 

There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 

And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell.         , 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pa  it 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

Psalm     XXVII.     i— 6.     Ftr/i  Pcrr 
The  Church  is  cur  Delight  and  Safety., 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  my  falvatio?  too  ; 
God  is  my  ftrcngth  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
"  -i  One  Privilege  my  heart  defircs  ; 
Oh  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  fainti, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  fhall  I  offer  my  requefts 

And  fee  thy  beauty  ftill  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  meflagcs  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife  and  ftorms  appear^ 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
Ke  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 

Psalm     XXVII.     8,  9.  13,  14.     Second  Part, 

Common  Metre.  Prayer  and  Hope. 

z    QOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
O  "  Ye  children,  feck  my  grace" 


P    S    A    1     M      XXVHL  ft 

Ivfv  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
«  l^ft*  my  Father" i  face:* 

S  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  foul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life;  I  Ay  to  thee 
In  a  diftrevnng  day. 

3-  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  fupply. 

4  My  fainting  flefh'had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  foul  belie  v;d, 

To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  yc  trembling  faints, 

And  keep  your  ccurage  up  ; 
He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

?  »■  A  h  ™     XXyill,     Long  Metre,. 

GW  the  Pufuge  of  the  4ffli&ecL 

i  ^  |  "^O  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries  ; 
gi      My  ferve-rrt  prayer  in  mercy  hear  ; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  thou  refufe  a  gracious  ear. 

2  When  fuppiiant  toward  thy  holy  hill, 
I  lift  my  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  ftill, 
With  impious  hypocrites  away. 

3  To  fons  of  falfehood,  that  defpife 
The  works  and  wonders  of  thy  reign, 
Thy  vengeance  gives  the  due  reward; 
And  links  their  fouls  to  endlefs  pain, 

4  But,  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice, 
My  heart,  that  fruited  in  his  word, 
In  his  falvation  fhall  rejoice. 


$e         PSALM    XXIX.     XXX, 

5  Let  every  faint  in  fore  diftrefs, 

By  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God  j. 
Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  feed  thy  church  with  heavenly  food. 

Psalm     XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Storm   and   Thunder. 

1  f^\  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  foils  of  fame, 
\JJf   Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power> 
Aicrlbe  due  honours  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

a  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Thro'  every  ocean,  every  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  He  fpeaks,  and  terrpeft,  hail  and  wind. 
Lay  the  wide  forelt  bare  around  ; 

The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 

Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found.  % 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noife, 
The  vallies  roar,  thedeferts  quake. 

^  The  Lord  f:ts  fovcreign  on  the  flo:d, 
The  Thunderer  reigns  forever  kirg  ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  bleft  abode, 
Where  wc  his  awful  glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 
The  counfel  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amidft  the  raging  ftoim,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

Psalm     XXX.     Firji  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Sickr.ejs  healed,  and  Sorrows  removed 

3   TWill  e;»,.l  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
|_  At  thy  command  chfeafes  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeik  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints,  o.nd  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  his  bve? 


P     S     A     L     M      XXX.   XXXI.  53 

Let  ail  your  powers  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace* 

3  His  2nger  but  a  moment  ftays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and.  length  of  days  : 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-ftar  reftores  the  jay. 

Psalm  XXX.  vcr.  6.  Second  Fart.  Long  Meti£. 

Health,   Sc:knefs  and  Recovery. 
1  TTMRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
JJ    And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night  ; 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  he-art, 
(1  Fi'eafurs  and  feace  Jhall  ne'er  depart.'" 

Z  But  I  forget  thine  arm  was  ftrong 

Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long  , 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  di'd. 

3  I  cied  aloud  to  thee  ray  God  : 

"  What  can'ft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

i(  Deep  in  the  dufl  can  I  declare 

a  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  ? 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  Grace,  I  faid, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :" 
"  Thy  word  r;buk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt, 

5  My  groans,  and  tear:,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  &nd  praifes  now  ; 

I  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round, 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  name  j 

Thy  praifa  fliajtl  found  thro'  earth  and  HeSvgn, 
For  licknei's  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiven. 

?  s  a  l  m    XXXI.  5,  13—21,  it,  23,  Firji  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Death, 
1  nHO  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  lov-j 
S^       M-j  foirit  I  commit  j 
E  % 


54  PSALM       XXXI. 

Thoy  haft  redeem'd  my  foul  from  death, 
And  iav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

3  Defpair  and  comfort,  hope  and  fear     • 
Mai.  ;ain'd  a  doubtful  ftrife  ; 
While  forrow,  pain,  and  fin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  (:  My  i'mc  ■'•  in  thy  hand,  I  cried, 

u  Though  I  draw  near  the  dufi  :' 
Thou  art  rl-.e  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  rruft. 

4  Oh  make  thy  reconciled  f.ce 

Upon  thy  fervant  ihine, 
And  faveme  from  thy  mercy's  fake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

P     A      V      s      e. 

5  'Twas  in  my  hafte,  my  fpirit  faid, 

u  I  muji  defpair  ana  a 
(C  I  am  cut  off before  thine  eyes  ;" 

But  thou  haii  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goodnefs  hew  divinely  free  t 

How  fweet  thy  fmiling  face, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majefty, 
And  trull  thy  promis'd  grace. 

7  Oh  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  proud. 

Psalm    XXXI.    7 — 33,   11 — 21.    Second  Part, 
Common  .  Metre. 
Deliverance  front  Slander  and  Reproach. 
x   "]\  /TY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
IVX      M>"  Gck!>  nv/  heavenly  truft  ; 
Thou  hait  preferv*d  my  face  from  fnamCj. 
Mine  honour  from  the  dull. 

2  "  My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,  I  cried, 
"  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
u  My  ftrengih  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dried, 
<(  And  forrow  wattes'mf  bones." 


PSALM       XXXII.  55 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 
A  proverb  vile  was  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became- 
Forg&tton  and  unknown. 

4.  Slander  and  fear  on  every  fide, 
Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  applied,. 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 

Pause. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their  boalting  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  cruih  the  fons  of  pride. 

j  Within  thy  fecret  pre  fence,  Lord,. 
Let  me  forever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  city  wall'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 

P  s   A   l   M     XXXII.     Short  Metre. 
Forgivenefs  of  Sins  upon  Confejfion, 
z   /~\H  btelTed  fouls  are  they 
\^J  Whofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 
Divinely  bleft  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care_j 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  fincere, 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  feftering  wound, 
Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found 

4  Let  unners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  ,' 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs^ 
Is  found  in  God  alonev 


56  P     S     A     L     M     XXXII. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Common  Metre. 
Free    Pardon    and  fmccre   Obedience  ;   or,   Confejjion  and 

Forgive :>ifs. 
1   T  TOW  bleir  the  mail  to  whom  his  God 
No  more  imputes  his  fin, 
But  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 

Z  And  bleft  beyond  expreflion  he, 

Whofe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ; 
While  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lie?, 

His  words  ate  all  finccre  : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eye?, 
To  keep  his  confidence  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreit, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaft, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  ray  troubled  thoughts, 

My  fecret  fins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd. 

6  This  fhall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  ; 

When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  ltrength  and  Hay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

Psalm     XXXII.      Firft  Tart.     Long   Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  Pardon  ;   or,  "J unification  ar.dSanc- 

tijkation. 
i   TT>  LEST  is  the  man,  forever  blelt, 
JLJ  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  fins  with  forrow  are  confefs'd 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  bloci 

2  Before  his  judgment  feat  the  Lord 

Nor  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rife  ; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward. 
And  not  or>  works  but  g*ac?  reiier. 


P    S    A    L     M     XXXn.    XXXIII.        57, 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free, 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  j«in  to  prove  bis  faith  fincere, 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 

That  hides  ar.d  cancels  all  his  fins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Through  all  his  life  appears  and  fhines. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
si  guilty  Confcience  eafed  by  Confejfwn  and  Pardon, 

1  "TTTTHILE  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 

VV        My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  confcience  feel  ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart ! 

2  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord,, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults- conTefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pardoning  word,. 
Thine  holy  fpirit  feals  the  grace, 

3  For  this  (hall  every  humble  foul. 
Make  fwift  addreffes  to  thy  feat : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roil, 
There  mall  they  find  a  bleft  retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow  dark,  and  ftorms  appear  ? 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye, 
Shall  guide  mc  fafe  from  every  fnare. 

Psalm     XXXIII.     Firf   Part.    Com.    Metre. 
rfoth  of  Creation  and  Providence, 

1  TT\  EJOICE,  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord, 
jj^\_     This  work,  belongs  to  you  : 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  j  lift  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proci:im  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wondrous  na  ->ie. 
3  His  word,  with  energy  divine^ 

Thofe  heavenly  arches  lpreadf 


53  PSALM     XX  XIII. 

Bade  ftarry  hofts  around  them  fhine, 
And  light  the  heavens  prevade, 

4  He  taught  the  fwelling  waves  to  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
Bade  raging  feas  their  limits  know, 
And  ftill  their  ftation  keep. 

5  Yejtensnts  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  ftand  ; 
Ee  fpake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 

And  re*fts  on  his  command. 
9  He  fcorns  the  angry    nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  deigns  ? 
His  counfel  Hands  through  every  age, 

And  in  full  glory  fhine  s. 

Psalm     XXXIH.     Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  All  fufficient. 

1  "jTJLEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
J|3  Hathfix'd  his  gracious  throne  ? 
Where  he  reveals  his  he.-tvenly  word, 

And  calls  their  tribes  his  ovm. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  furvey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  eq.ial  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcued  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  his  bold  rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beafts  or  men, 

Nor  fprings  our  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truft  : 

When  plagues  or  famine  fprcad, 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  julr, 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

Ajid  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  j 


P    S    A    L     M      XXXIII.  $J 

For  wc  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  truft  thy  grace  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  Ti^thPfalm.P/'^?  Part, 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence, 
3.  "\7'E  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice, 

JL       Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  j 
Sing  of  his  name,-his  word,  his  ways> 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  1 
%  Behold,  to  earth's  remoter!  ends, 

His  goodnefs  flows,  his  truth  extends  ; 

His  power  the  heavenly  arches  fpread  % 
His  word,  with  energy  divine, 
Bade  ftarry  hofts  around  them  fliine, 
And  light  the  circling  heavens  pervade. 

3  His  hand    collects  the  flowing  feas  ; 
Thofe  watry  treafures  know  their  place, 

And  fill  the  ftorc-houfe  of  the  deep  : 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires,  and  feas,  and  heaven  and  earth 

His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hands3 
But  his  eternal  counfel  ftands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  113th  Pfalm.  Second  Pari. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  All-fufficient, 
2   /~"\H  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord 
V-/  Reveals  the  treafuve  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  I 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways5 
But  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 

Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 
And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  "boar!;, 
In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  % 


<yj  P    S     A    L     M     XXXIV, 

In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 

Or  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  arm  of  our  almighty  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

When  deaths  or  dangers  threatening  ftand, 
Thy  watchful  eye  preferves  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  iiame  their  fear  and  truir, 

When  wars  and  famine  wafie  the  land. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Qur  great  phyfician  and  our  ihield, 

Shall  fend  ialvatioii  from  his  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  ihine  j  _ 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

Fjr  ail  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIV.     Fuji  Part.     Long  Metre, 
God's  Care  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer* 

1  T     OKD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days, 

\ t  Thy  praife  lhall  dwell  upuii  my  tongue  >J 

My  foal  mall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Let  every  heart  exalt  his  name  ; 

I  fought  th3  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  fhame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach' d  his  ears  j 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  ray  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eve^, 
With  heavenly  joy  their  faces  thine, 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  ikies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  love  divine, 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
Oh  fear  and  luve  him,  all  his  tainr, 
Tafte  of  his  grace  and  trttft  1  i*  w  '  ! 


P     S     A     L     M      XXXIV, 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  j 
But  none  ihall  fesk  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 

Psalm    XXXIV.  li-^zz.  Second  Fart, 
Long  Metre. 
Religious  Education  ;  or,  Inftru&iom  of  Piety, 
l   /CHILDREN,  in  years' and  knowledge  young, 
\^/  Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents' joy, 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ, 

-2  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Rertrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  llander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints. 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
He  f»ts  his  frowning  face  againft 
The  fons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groan?, 
His  fon  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  ; 
His  fpirit  heals  their  brohen  bones, 

His  praife  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

Psalm    XXXIV.   i— io.     Firji  Part; 

Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  Praije  for  eminent  Deliver cr.:: 

I   T'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
J[  How  good  are  all  his  ways  ! 
Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife, 
£    sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  fufferer  cried, 
F 


6z  PSALM       XXXIV. 

Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  fhame, 
Nor  was  his  fuit  denied. 

3  When  threatening  forrows  round  me  flood, 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  ioud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diltrefs, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  iharpeft  torments  eafe, 
And  filenc'd  all  my  fears. 

Pause. 

5  [Oh  Tinners',  come  and  tafte  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  plealant  ways, 
An  J  let  your.o-vn  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

'.    rle  bids  his  angelf  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  bis  children  dwell  ; 
•.  ills  their  heavenly   -are  prevents 
earthly  tongue  c;  n  tell.] 

ve  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  j 
His  eve  regards  the  jufi, 

■  '.]  their  portion  is, 
ve  the  Lord  their  trufl:  ! 
is  pinch's  with  hunger  ioar, 
■i      in  the  wood  : 
dies  his  holy  poor 
-  :•■    needful  good] 

:      XXXIV.      TI— 22.   Seccnd  Parr. 
Common   Metre. 
it/on   t     P  act  and  Holhief*. 
I  ken,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
:  ir  days  fee  long, 
fpiteful  word 
p    i      lit  tongue. 

hief,  piaifcice  love, 
rks  if  peaefe ; 

ou>   vr,    s  approve,, 
uls  at  eafc. 


PSALM     XXXV.  63 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  drift, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  forrows  here  they  tafte 

Are  fharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft, 
Is  their  fupporter  now. 

5  Evil  fhallfmite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  feciires  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  finner  rolls, 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 

Psalm     XXXV.  ver.   izi   ;;,   74. 
Love  to  Enemies  ;  or,  the  Love  of  Chriji  te  Shiners  t\  fi- 
fed in   David. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 
J3  That  holy  David  (hows  ; 

Behold  his  k;nd  companion  move 
For  his  affii&ed  foes. 

2  When  they  are  lick,  his  foul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  falling  mortified  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 
£  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 
Yet  It  ill  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  b  tellings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 
5  Oh  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  ! 
Thus  Chriji  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  finners  curfe,the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 


$4  PSALM      XXXVI. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  Ifrael's  king, 
Bieft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareit  blood. 

Psalm     XXXVI.  5—9.  L©ng  Metre. 

The   Perfections  and    Providence    of   God ;   or,    Generai 

Providence  and  Special  Grace. 

I   *T*  TIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Xj^   Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  fhines  j 
1  bj  truth  ihall  break  through  every  eloui 
That  veils  and  dariceus  thy  defigns. 

a  Forever  firm  thy  jufticc  (lands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  fhare  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care, 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace  ! 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fpriags  ; 
The  fons  of  Adam  in  diilrefs 

Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings. 

-  From  the  provisions  of  thy  houfe 
We  lhall  be  fed  with  fweet  repaft  ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  llows, 
And  brings  falvation  to  our  tafte. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  pre  fence  of  my  Lord  ; 

And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  lhall  fee 

The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 
Psalm  XXXVI.   1,  2,  5,  6,  7,  9.  Com.  Metre. 
PracJicaf  Athcijm  expofed,  or,  the  Being  and  Attributes 

of' God  offer  te  J. 
1   "^TTTHTLE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

V  V    And  yet  a  God  tney  own» 

My  heart  within  me  often  fays, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none. 


P    S     A . L     M      XXX  VI, 

z  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 
(Whate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  What  fcrange  felf-flattery  hlinds  their  eves  5     , 

But  there's  a  haftening  hour, 
When  they  ihall  fee  with  fore  iurprife 
The  terrors  of  thy  power. 

4  Thy  juftice  fhall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountaints  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  area  world  unknown, 
A  deep,   unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heaven's  created  rounds. 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  : 
Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narro'.v  boufl  • 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beafl  ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  chufe  to  reft. 

2  [From  thee,  when  ci'eature-irreair.s  •-  w.  low, 
And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  (hail  flow. 
And  ra:fe  our  pleafures  high, 

§  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day 
Where  clouds  can  never  rife* 

Psalm     XXXVI.     1—7.  Short  Metre 
The  Wickednefs  of  Man,    and   the    Majcfiy    sj 'God  ; 
Pra&icai  Atheifm  expojed* 

1   TXrHEN  man  grows  bold  in  f,n: 
V  V        My  heart  within  rne  cries. 
"  Re  hath  no  faith  of  God  withis, 
"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes. 
;.   [He  walks  a  while  eonceal'd 
-  f-flattering  dream, 
F  & 


66  PSALM      XXXVII. 

Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expofe  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  words  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 
Wifdom  is  banim'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  hib  bed 

New  mii'chief  to  fulfil; 
He  fets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  head 
Topracliie  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  ther's  a  dreadful  God, 

Tho'  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 
His  jultice,  hid  behind  the  cloud  = 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

i  His  truth  tranfeends  the  iky, 
In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell  ; 
Deep  -a-  the  fea  his  judgments  lie, 
"  His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

J  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafety  fpaings  • 
Oh  never  let  my  foul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings. 
Psalm     XXXVH.   1  —  15.  Fit-;?  Fart. 
The  Cure  of   Em>y,  Fntfulncfs    ini    Unbelief ';   or, 

Reicurds  of  the  Righteous  a>:d  the   Wicked, 
I    TTTHY  mould  I  vex  my  foul,  ana  fret 
V  V        To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  Tinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  r 
v   As  flowery  geafs  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  fhall  their  glories  vaniih.  foon, 
In  «verlafting  fhade  >. 

n  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truth.. 
And  praitife  all  that's  good  ; 
Ft  (hall  I  dwell  among  thejuft, 
And  He  provide  me  food. 

1  lto  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  hi?  will  ; 


PSALM     XXXVII.  67 

Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known. 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek,  at  laft  the  earth  poffefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  given. 
Pause. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife  ; 
Though  providence  fnouid  long  delay, 
To  punifh.  haughty  vice. 

$  Let  Tinners  join  to  break  your  peace^ 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  fword, 

Have  bent  the  murder  jus  bow, 

To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  righteous  low.' 

10  My  God  fhall  break  the  bows,  and  bum 

Their  perfecting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  f  words  againit  them  turn, 

And  pierce  their  itubborn  hearts. 
Psalm   XXXVII.   16,  21,  26—31.  Second  Tart, 
Charity  to  the  P,or  •  or,  Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds, 

1  TlfHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 

VV       And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaner!  portion  of  the  jufr, 
Excels  the  finner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  : 

The  faint  is  merciful  and  lends, 

Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  arms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 

Amjjngft  the  fons  of  need  $ 


SS  P     S    A     L     M      XXX 

His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  bieffed  is  his  feed. 

4  Kis  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  fiander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led-'by  the  fpirit  and  the  word 

His  feet  mail  never  Aide. 

6  When  finriers  fall,  the  righteous  ftand, 

Preferv'd  from  every  fnare  ; 
They  fhali  poffefs  the  ptomis'd  land. 
And  dwell  ferever  there. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  ver.  23—37.     Third  Part.. 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  thi  IVickid. 

2  Ik   vTY  God,  the  Heps  of  pious  men 
i-Vi     Are  order'd  by  thy   • 
Though  they  ihould  fall,  they  rife  agairjj 

Thy  hand  firppcrts  them  ftill. 
2.  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  way-, 
Their  virtue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feafts  them  now,  and  makes  them  heir; 
Of  bleffmgs  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  : 
Ye  mail  confef?  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  juilice  caffs  them  down. 
Pause. 

5  The  haughty  firmer  have  I  feen, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad  : 
i  And  lo,  he  vanifn'd  from  the  ground, 
Dcltroy'd  by  hands  unfeen  ; 


PSALM       XXXVIII,  6< 

Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 
His  feveral  fteps  attend  ; 
True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

Psalm     XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Guilt  of  Confcience  and  Relief;  or,  Repentance  and  Pray* 

er fir  Pardon  and  Health, 
I      A    MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love  ; 
/~\      Reftore  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  chaftening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  fword. 
S  Thine  arrows  flick  within  my  hearty 
My  flefti  is  forely  preft  ; 
Between  theforrow  and  the  fmart 

My  fpirit  finds  no  reft.  ,_ 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  j 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

\,  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fes, 
That  finks  my  comforts  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  father's  frown. 
;  Lord  I  am  weaken'd  and  difmay'd, 
None  of  my  powers  are  whole  : 
My  wounds  with  piercing  anguifh  bleed,. 

The  anguifh  of  my  foul. 
All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear, 

And  every  figh  and  every  groan 

Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope,  t 

My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 

My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 

When  Sataa  bids  me  die. 
My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  Aide, 
To  fee  my  virtue  fail ; 


:o  PSALM      XXXIX, 

They  raife  their  pleafurc  and  their  pride, 
When'er  their  wiles  prevail. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways, 

.  And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  grace. 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  lollies  paft, 

And  be  forever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 

Psalm  XXXIX.  i,  2,  3.  Firft  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Watchfuhufs  over  the  Tongue  ;  or,  Prudence  and  Zeal. 

1  HpHUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 

I         u  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
u  Left  I  let  flip  one  finful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  Whene'er  conftrain'd  a  while  to  ftay 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcoffers  mould  th'  occanon  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcorfing  fmners  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

Psalm  XXXIX.  4,  5,  6,  7.     Second  Part, 
The  Vanity  of  Man  as  Mortal. 

1  r  I  ^EACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days, 

1      Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  ipace, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  : 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft 
In  all  his  rlower  and  prim?. 


P    S     A     L     M      XXXIX.  • 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  itrive,  dcfire  and  love, 
But  all  the  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  fhow, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  fhould  I  wiih.  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures  earth  and  duit  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  difappoint  cur  truft. 

£  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  defires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  inrereft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Psalm    XXXIX.  fer.  9—13.      Third  Pari 
Sick-Bed  Devotion  ;  or,  pleading  without  Repining 

j  g^%  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
\JJT  Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

3  Difeafes  are  thy  fervants  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word, 
Againit  thy  chaftening  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  fharp  rebukes  : 
My  ftrength  coniurnes,  my  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crulh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  du&  ; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withffand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

5  I'm  but  a  ftranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  thy  fummons  hearl 


72  PSALM     XL. 

§  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 
Before  mylaft  remove, 
Thy  praife  (hall  be  my  bufmefs  ft  ill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love.  , 
P  S   A   A   M      XL.     vet:   I,   2,   3,  5,  17.    Tirji  fart. 
Common  Metre. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Dijlrefs. 

1  T  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 

He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  faw  me  reftlng  on  his  word, 
And  brought  falvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  mirey  clay 

3  Firm  on  a  rock,  he  made  meftand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tonge 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  faints  with  joy  mail  hear, 
And  fmners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
_g  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  , 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  word*  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

Psalm  XL.  6 — 9  Second  Pari.  Com.  Metre. 
The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Ckriji. 
3  'TT^HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  your  work,  is  vain, 
J[        "  Give  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
"  My  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Thenfpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here. 
"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 


PSALM       XL. 

«  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
"  Thy  fervant  fhall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

**  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  ; 
"  Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee  the  bleff  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

.5  Much  he  re  veal' d  his  Father's  grace. 
And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd, 
And  preach 'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefs 
Where  great  aifeiribles  flood. 

5  Kis  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  Heart, 

He  pity'd  firmer-.'  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part 
Was  made  a  facrifice. 

P       A       V       $       E  = 

7  No  blood  of  hearts  on  altars  lhed 
Could  waft  the  confidence  deafly 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he, paid 
Atones  for  all  our  fin. 

£  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
And  fatan's  kingdom  (hook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

Psalm     XL.  5 — 10.  Long  Metre. 

Ckr'jiour  Sacrifice. 

I   f~T^HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  ha?  wrought, 
j[_       Exceed  our  praifie,  furmountoux  thought  % 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

1  No  blood  of  beafis  on  altars  fpilt, 
Crm  cleanfethe  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  ♦ 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
An  all  fufficient  facrifice. 
G 


74  PSALM       XLL 

3  Lo  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 

To  thy  deligns  he  bows  his  ears  ; 
Aflumes  a  body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work,  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries, 
"  With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes,) 
"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

u  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  Cod. 

5  "  'Tis  written  \r,  ihy  great  decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  book,  foretold  of  me, 
**  I  mull  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part. 
"  And  lo  !   thy  law  is  in  ray  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

'*  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

a  When  on  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 

**  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  llcy. 

>7  "  The  Spint  fhailde fee nd  and  fhow 
"  What  thou  haft  done  and  what  I  do  ; 
•*  The  wondering  world  mall  learn  thy  gi 
a  And  all  creation  tune  thy  praife.'' 

Psalm    XLI.  i,  2,  3. 
Charity  to  tke  Tooi  :  or,  Pity  to  the  A$:.?».l 

1  IT)  LEST  is  the  man,  whofe  breaft  can  move* 
\J)  And  melt  with  pity  to 'the  poor, 
Whofe  foul  by  fympathizing  love, 

Feels  what  his  fellow-faint;;  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief. 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  \ 
He  ki  the  time  of  general  grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  foul  fhall  Xw%  fecure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  bleflings  on  his  head, 
When  drouth,  and  peftilence,  and  c 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languim  en  his  couch 

tJod  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiven, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  herding  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foui  to  heaven. 


P     S     A     L    M      XLIL  7, 

Psalm    XLIL  1—9.    Firfi  Fart. 
Befertion  and  hope  ;  cr,  Complaint  of  J4bjer.cc  from  pub- 
lic Worjhip. 

1  "YY7TTH  earned  longings  of  the  mind, 

V  V     M>'  God>   ta  thee  !  look  5 
So  pants  the  hunted  heart  to  find, 
And  tafte  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  fhall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repair  ; 
The  foe  infults  without  controul, 
<(  j4nd  where' s  your  God  at  laji  ?'3 

4  JTis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 

I  think,  on  ancient  day?  : 
Then  to  thy  home  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  But  why,  my  foul,  fink  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  lead  ? 

My  fpirit,  why  indulge  defpair, 

And  fin  againft  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  wnofe  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
Fori  fhall  yet  before  him  iiand, 
And  ling  reftoring  love. 

Psalm    XLIL    6—1  r.     Second  Part,  ■ 

Melancholy  Thoughts  Reproved  ;   or,  Hope  in  jiffiitJicTi, 

1  Ti   If  Y  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord. 
JjVJL   But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  pall  difrrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Sweil  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  fpread  ; 
The  rifmg  waves  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  roll  tremendous  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 


76  P     S     A     L     U       XL!  II. 

Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The  night  ihall  hear  me  ling  and  pray. 

4  I'll  csft  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  "  my  God,  my  heavenly  rock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 

"  Tne  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke  :" 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  mould  my  foul  indulge  her  grief  ; 
Hopr  m  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ;. 
Ke  k  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 

4  My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  joy, 
Thy  light  and  truth  fhallguide  mc  ftill, 
Thy  word- ihall  tl.y  beft  thoughts  empluy, 
And  lead  mc  t» 'thine  heavenly  hill. 

Psalm     XLIII.     Common  Metre. 

Safety  in  Divine  Pr&tcfeo.n. 

i    TUDGRme,  G  Gou;  and  plead  my  caufe, 
Jf    Againft  a  finful  race  ; 
From  vile  oppreffion  and!  deceit 
Secure  mc  by  thy  s^race. 

i   On  thee  my  ft* d fait  hope  depends, 

And  am  1  left  to  mourn  t 

To  fmk  in  forrovvs,  and  in  vain. 

Implore  thy  kind  return  ? 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet, 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear, 
Conduct  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
To  tarie  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  oh  my  God> 

My  joyful  feet  fhall  rife, 
And  my  triumphant  longs  fhall  praife 
The  God  that  rules  the  ikies. 

5  Sink  not,  my  foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 

Nor  yield  to  weak  defpak  ; 

For  I  fha!l  live  to  praife  the  Lerh 

And  bleis  his  guardian  cite. 


P     S     A     L     M       XLIV. .  -77 

P  S.A    V    M      XLIV.    WC    I,  2,  3,  8,   15,  26, 

The  Church's  Complaint  hi  Perfscrtthyr. 

1  IT     ORDj  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
J[_^  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told, 

The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  They  faw  thy  beauteous  churches  rile. 

The  fpreading  gofpel  run  ; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  fides 
Through  all  their  temples  Ihone, 

3  la  God  they  boafted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  fhamCj 

Confuiion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  gtace, 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfcly  deak  with  heaven, 
Nor  have  our  ffep>  declined  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  haft  given. 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roa? 

With  their  deftruclive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore. 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
Pause, 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  name  ; 
As  fheep  for  Slaughter  bound  we  lie, 
And  wait  the  kindling  flame, 

§  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  lieeps  thy  wanton  grace  ? 
Why  mould  we  feern  like  men  abhor 'd, 
Or  baniflvd  from  thy  face  ? 

3  Wilt  thou  fcrcver  caft  us  off, 
And  ftil]  aegle&  cur  cries  ?.- 

G  •* 


j%  PSALM       SLY. 

Fort'/er  hide  thine  heavenly  love 
From  our  afT.icled  eyes } 

IO  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow' d^, 
And  dies  np^n  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 

i.i   Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhamc,. 
Oar  Saviour  and  our  God  ;  • 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

Psalm     XLV.     Short  Metre. 
The  G/o,_y  of  Chrift.      The  Surcefs  of  the  Goffd,  and  the 
Gentile   Church. 

1  ~\  yjfY  Saviour  and- my  King, 
J.VJL      ^y  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  bleflings  oversow, 

And  every  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 

Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fwordj 
And  rife  in  majefty  to  fpread 
The  conquefis  of  thy  word.. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes,. 

Or  make  their  hearts  obey, 
While  juftice,,  meeknefs,  grace  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  0  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 
And  thy  vicfWious  gofpe!  prove 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  meafure  fhed 
Kisfpirit  like  a, grateful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head.] 

>   [Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gtit:lc  church  is  fe.en, 
beauteous  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  prince*  gmrd  the  Queen, 


P     &    A.    L     M.      XLV.  79 

7  Fait-  bride,  receive  his  love,. 

Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idr>l  gods,. 
And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  Oh  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  children  fhall  his  honour  fing, 
And  tafle  the  heavenly  joy. 

Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metres. 
The  pet-final  Glories,  and  Government  of  Chriji. 
I-  'Y'Lh  lpeak  the  honours  of  my  King, 
jL     His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race- 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

1  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heavenly  grace 
Upon  thy  lips  is  ihed'; 
Thy  God  with  bleffmgs  infinite- 
Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  head. 

3  Gird. on. thy  f.word,.  victorious  Prince., 

Ride,  with  majeftic  fWay  ; 
Thy  teiTor  fhall  itrike  through  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  wcrld  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  ftands. 

Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove.. 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love.- 

5  Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  ftill, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  fhall  fill 
With  moft  peculiar  joys. 

Psalm     XLV.  Fit/}  Part.     Long  Metre, 

The  Glory  of  C/irij?,  av.d  Poiuer  of  his  GofpeL 
2   \TOWbe  my  heart  infpir'd  to  fing 

jL%    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 

Jefus  the  Lord  ;   how  heavenly  fair 

His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  L 
2  O'er  all  the  fons  of  human  race 

He  fhines  with  far  fuperiot  grace. 


So-  PSALM      XLV. 

Love  frcm  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  bleffings  aii  bis  ltate  compefe. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fwori, 

In  majefty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide; 

4  Thine  ang* r,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ilubborn  he?.rt  5 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  G  God,  forever  frauds, 
Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  juft  and  right. 
But  grace  and  juftice  thy  delght. 

6  God  thine  own  God  has  richly  fhed 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head  ;* 
And  with  his  facred  fpirit  blefs'd 
His  firft  born  Son  above  the  reft. 

P  s  ,v  l  M     XLV.     Second  Part.  Long  tie\ re 
Ckrijl  and  his  Church  ;   or,  the  Myflich  Marriage. 

1  rTT,KE  King  of  faints,  how  fa'r  his  face, 

_PW       Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  bleffings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  drefs  : 
Her  robes  of  joy  and  rigkteoufnefs. 

5  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats- her  near  his  throne  ; 
Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idois  of  thy  native  ftate. 

4  So  fhall  the  king  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  favourite  of  his  choica  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  fhall  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  ikies,, 


?     S     A     L     M       XLVI.  I 

And  all  thy  fons,  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

i  Let  end'efs  honours  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  every  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approve 
The  condefcention  of  his  love. 

Psalm     XLVI.  Firfi  Fart. 
The  Church'  $  Safety  and  Triumph  am^ng  national 
Deflations. 
I   A^t  OD  is  the  refuge  cf  his  faints, 

VJT  When  ltorms  offharp  diftrefs  invade ;- 
Ere  we  can  orTer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid. 
i  Let  mountains  froirn  their  feats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  3nd  buried  there, 
Convulfions  fhake  the  folid  wirld, 
Our  faith  fhall  never  yield  to  fear. 
•3.  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  ihore~ 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  (welling  tide. 
4  There  is  a  frream,  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ! 
Life,  love  and  joy  ftilj  gliding  through 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5'  That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word,, 
Supports,  oar  faith,  our  fear  controuls, 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  a.Tord, 
And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 

i  Sion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  againft  a  threatening  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  power. 

Psalm     XLVI.    Second  Part, 
God  jights  fsr  his  Church. 
I    V     ET  Siin  in  her  King  rejoice, 

[  j  Tho'  tyranb.  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife'j 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 


U  PSALM      XLYH. 

i  The  Lord  of  old  for  Ja:oh  fought, 
And  Jacob's,  God  is  ftill  our  aid  ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
What  defoluticns  he  has  made. 

3  From  fea  to  fea,  through  all  the  fhores 
He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe  5 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
Ke  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenly  flame  5 
Let  earth  in  filent  wonder  hear 

The  found  and  glory  of  his  n3me. 

5  "  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
'*  I  reign  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

u  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  ftiil  my  throne  in  Sim  ftands."' 

0  O  Lord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Our  faith  fhall  fit  fecure,  and  fing, 
Nor  fear  the  raging  powers  of  hell. 

P    S    A    L    M      XL VII. 

Chrijl  ajcencling  and  Reigning, 
3   /^\H  for  0  inout  of  facred  joy 
V-^  To  God  the  fovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  tryumph  fing. 

3,  Jefu;  our  GoJ  afcends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 

Attend  him  fifing  thro'  the  iky, 

With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns 

4.  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound,. 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  fong  ; 
Nor  mock  him  wirh  a  folemn  iouni 
Ujx>n  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 


-PSALM      XL  VIII. 

5  In  Ifrael  flood  his  antisnt  throae, 
He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

5  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abraham's  God  is  known  ; 
While  powers  and  princes,  fhields  and  (words 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

Psalm    XL VIII.'     1—8.     Firji  Part, 
The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation, 
1  [ /~*1  REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
\Jf     And  let  his  praife  be  great  j 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  moft  delightful  feat. 

a  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  ftand  ? 
The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sicn  God  is  known 
A  refuge  in  diftrefs  ; 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone  j 
How  fair  his  heavenly  grace4? 

4  When  kings  again  ft  her  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hafty  fear. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 

He  fends  his  tempeft  roaring  loud, 

And  finks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Gur  eyes  have  often  fceiv, 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 

-V  In  every  new  diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recal  to  mind  his  wondrous  gra<:r; 
And  feek  deliverance  there, 


?4        PSALM     XLVI1I.     XLIX. 

Psalm    XL VIII.     10 — 14.     Stiond  Part, 

The  Beauty  of  the  Church  ;   or,   Goffel  Worjhi}  and  Or- 

der. 
n  YT'AR  as  thy  name  is  known 

_£/       The  world  declares  thypraife-; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  ftand 

On  Sim's  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counfels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  ftrangers  walk,  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worfhip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  beiow, 
And  ours  above  the  fky. 

Psalm  XLIX.  6 — 14,  Tirjl  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Pride  and  Death  ;   or,   the  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riche: 

I    TTT'HY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
VV     To  infolence  and  pride, 
T<J  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  every  rifing  tide. 

%   [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  fcom, 
Made  of  the  felf-fame  clay, 
And  boalt  as  though  his  flefh  was  born 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ?] 


P     S     A    L     M       XLIX. 

S  Net  all  histreafures  can  procure 
His  foul  a  ihort  reprieve, 
Redeem  horn  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 

The  ranfom  is  toe  high  ; 
Juitice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die. 

5  He  fees  the  brutifh.  and  the  wife, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  poffeiTions,  clofe  their  eyes. 
And  haflen  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  houfe  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 
u  And  that  my  name  may  Ion  %  abide 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  .thoughts,  his  hopes  are  ioft, 

How  foon  his  memory  dies  ! 

His  name  is  buried  in  the  duft, 

Where  his  own  body  lies., 

Pause. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way 

And  yet  their  fons  are  vain 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

Tho'  honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  a  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  the  bealt  they  die. 
z  o   [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filly  fhecp, 
Death  triumphs  o'er  them  lh***» 
Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep, 
And  wakes  them  in  defpair.] 

Psalm    XLIX.  v^r.  14 — 15.  Second  Part, 
Common   Metre. 


!Y 


Death  and  the  RefurreEIion. 
E  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft, 
And  trample  on  the  poor, 
H 


S5  PSALM      XL  IX. 

When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duf; 
Your  pomp  lhall  ra;ie  no  more. 

£  The  laft  great  day  fhall  change  the  iccr.f  ; 
When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  mall  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  God  will  my  na'kedfoul  receive, 

Call'd  from  the  world  away, 

And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 

Toraife  my  mouldering  clay. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlafting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  fure  ; 
hs.t  men  of  pride  their  rage  icfume, 
But:  I'll  repine  no  more. 

Psalm     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  rich  firmer 's  Death,  and  the  Saint's  Refurreclnn. 
l   TT7HY  do  the  proud  intuit  the  poor, 

V  V       —nJ  boaft  the  large  eftates  they  have  ! 
How  vain  are  riches  tofecure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 

z  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  truft  ; 
Ncr  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  cult, 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  fhade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flefh  fo  delicately  fed 

Lies  could  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtlcfs  fheepthe  firmer  die;, 
And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  faints  fhall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  hear  the  oppreffor's  awful  doom, 

5  Jis  honours  pcriih  in  the  dull, 
And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  I 
1  nat  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  fhall  my  life  reltore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode ; 


=-' 


My  flefh  and  foul  (hail  part  no  more, 
Bat  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 


: — 5.     Firjl  Part.  Common  Metre, 


I   r"&  "'HE  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throfife, 

I         Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  riling  fun, 
And  near  the  IVefiern  fky. 

t  No  more  (hall  bold  blafphemers  far, 
"  Judgment  tuill  ne'er  begin  j" 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thmn'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  final!  come. 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  fbrm. 
Lead  en  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  feall  hear, 

Attending  Angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  fha!l  know,  ana  fear 
His  juilice  ar.d  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  crie-) 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"  And  feal'dit  with  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  fourth  to  light, 

"  Shall  make  the  world  confeis 

M  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 

'"  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

Psalm  L.  ver.   io,   n,   14,   15,  23.     Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 
I  npHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  fields 
JL     "  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
"  u'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
tl  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "  I  aflc  ho  fiieep  for  facrifice, 

"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 


28  P    S     A     L     M      L. 

"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praifc} 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Invoke  my  name  when  trouble's  near, 
u  My  hand  mall  fei  thee  free  ; 
M  Then  fhail  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due. lb  me. 

f  u  The  man  that  offers  humble  praifc, 
"  Declares  my  glory  beft  ; 
u  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
"  Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 

Psalm  L.  ver.  r,  5,  S,  16,  21,  22.     T/W 

Common  Metre. 

The  Jul;  went  of  Hypocrites. 
J   T  ^  THEN  C  ■  -  roent  lhall  d -  - 

V  V      And  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  hfc  awful  word. 

2  "  Not  fertile  want  of  bullocks  (lain 

"  Wili  I  the  world  reprove  : 
"  Altars  and  riles,  and  forms  ire  vain 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  tl  And  whajr  have  hypocrites  to  eta 

"  To  bring  their  facrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  flatutes  jufl  andtrL??, 

**  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expeft  to  'fcape  my  fight, 

i(  And  fin  without  controul  ? 
"  Bur  I  (hall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
"  With  ariguiflt  in  your  foul.*' 

5  Confider,  ye,  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ? 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There's  no  deliverer  the::. 


T 


Psalm     L.     Long  Metre. 

Hypttcrify  ei  j 
HE  Lord,  the  Judge  his  churches  wr.rr 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 


?     S     A     L     M       L. 

Who  plajCfi  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  iove  their  care. 

z  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehpod  and  deceit ; 
A  fr;end  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  foot!)  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  Thev  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrom 
Yet  dare  to  feek  'hneir  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hinds  unclean, 
DehTd  with  luit,  dehl'djvith  blood  ; 
By  night  they  praftile  every  fin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  Go  1, 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  ileeps  as  well  a^  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  Oh  Ireadtful  hour  !  when  God  draws  ne~r; 
And  lets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  1 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  mall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rue. 

P  s  a  u  m    L.     To  a  new  Tun? 


THE  Lord,  the  fovereign  fends  his  fummons  forth; 
Caihthe foufh  nations,  andawak.es  the  >icrth  ; 
From  Ejji  to  rVcjltb.Q  founding  orders  fpreau 
Thro'  diffant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
No  more  (hall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  ileeps  no  more  ;   behold  the  day, 

7.  Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;  hfs  guards  are  nigh, 
Te  npe'h  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  iky; 
Heaven,  earth  and  hell,  draw  near     let  all  things 
To  hear  his  judice  and  the  unners'  dbbrrj  ;      [come 
But  gather  fir^  my  faints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Brjnig  them,  yc  angels,  from  thou  ii  rant  Lands*, 


go  P     S     L     A     M      I,. 

3   Behold  my  covenant  ftands  forevei  good, 
Scsi'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  names :  the  Greek  the  Je%o 
That  paid  th-  ancient  worfhipor  the  new. 
There's  no  diftinftion  hcte>  prepare  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  favourites  ar.d  my  fons. 
'i  I,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge  ;   Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  jufl-j  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
Thole  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hcr.r  ; 
'.  inncrs  in  Z.'cv,  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrit  to  fire. 
]  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  cr  bullocks  flairt 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  flame  of  love  ;    in  vain  the  ftore 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
Flock?,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forefrs  where  they  fee  .. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirft,  or  tafte  the  victim's  blood? 
Can  I  be  fiatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folem  chatterings  and  fantaltic  vows  ? 
Arc  my  eyes  charm' d  thy  veftments  to  behold; 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay,  in  woven  gold  } 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  couid'ft  thou  hope  to 

A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ?        [plcafo 
While  with  my  grace  and  ftatnes  on  thytosgue 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doit  thy  brother  wrong  ; 
Jn  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  7eal  pretend;, 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 

3   Silent  I  waited  with  iong-furiering  love, 

Eut  didlUhou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
Andcherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
ThatGod  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  fin  ? 
Behold  my  terrors  now;   my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 

p   Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;   ye  fools,  be  wife  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  finful  work*  amend; 
Fiyto  the    Saviour,  make  the  Jud^e  y<-ur  friend  ; 
•'.eft  like  a  lion  his  lau  •  •  tear 

Your  trembling  foul:,  a. id  no  1  :liverer  :.?ar. 


?     S     A     L     M      L.  92 

?  s  a  l  m     L.     To  the  old  proper  Tune. 
TAj  Ai/?  Judgment. 
2    r  t  "IIS  God  ofgk>ry  fends  his  fummons  forth, 

j|_     Crdls  the  /<?2*^/5  nations  and  awakes  the  north,". 
Ff!  ra  eftfk-Xa  -7^/tlie  fovereign  orders  fprearf, 
Thro'  militant  worlds  and  reigions  of  the  dead. 
The  t ruv.pt  founds  ;   heJltiembisSy  Jtearvcn  r.y'oires  * 
Lift  -pynur head*,  ye  faints,  luiih  cheerful  voices 
2.  No  mere  fhall  atheifts  mock,  his  long  delay  r 
His  vengeance  ileeps  no  more  :  behold  the  day  : 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;   his  guards  aie  nigh  : 
Temper!  and  fire  attend  him  iov;n  the  iky. 
When  God  appear  s,  all  niture  Jhall  adors  him  ; 
While  fnners  tremble.,  faint >  rejoice  before  him. 

3  "  Heaven,  enrth,  and  hell,  draw  near  :  let  all  things 
(i  To  hear.mv  jtiffice  and  the  iinner's  doom  ;  rcorne 
"  But  gather  firft  my  faints '5  the  Judge  commands  ; 
<(  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diitant  lands, 

When  Chrijt  returns,  wake  every  cheeful pafjlon  ; 
And. fhout y  ye  faints  ;    he  comes  for  your  falyation-. 

4  "  Behold  my  covenant  ftands  forever  good, 
<l  Seahd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood. 

"  And  fign'*d  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek  the  jfetosi, 
**  That  paid- the  ancient  worship  or  the  new. 
There's  no  dijtin&iotl  here  ;   fain  all  your  voices, 
And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faint:,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5  "Here  (faith  the  Lord)  ye  angels  fprcad  their  thrones- 
'*  And  near  me  fee  mv  favourites  and  my  ions. 

"  Come,  my  redeem'd  poffefsthe  joys  prepar'd 
u  Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 

Whe-i  Chriji  returns,  <wake  every  cheerful  pajfion  ; 

And jhout,  ye  faints,  he  comes  for  your  fahat  ion. 

P  A.  u   s   i     the  Firft. 

6  <(  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God,. 

"  The  fovereign  judge  :  ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
"  M-yjuft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
u  Thole  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear, 
When  God  appears  all  nature  jhall  adore  him., 
/'•tile  hnners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  htTiu, 


c-  P     S     A     L     M       L. 

7  •'•'  Stand  ixzh,  thou  bold  blafphecnet,  awd  pr  Y,:, 
*•'  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  .my  thceataiags  rain* 
"  Thou  hypocrite  brrdedreiS  in  faint's  attire, 

"  I  duom  Che  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
Judgment  proceeds  ;   heil tretnbles-r,   heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads ,  ye faints ,  iivVA  cheerful  voices. 

8  "  Net  for  the  want  of  govts',  pi  fjulloqks  flain 

"  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
"  Witho.ut  the  flames  of  love  ;   in  vain  the  Itore 
"  Of  brutal, offerings  that  were  mine  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  alt  nature  Jhail  adore  him  \. 

While jinners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 

"  When  did  I  third:  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  \ 
11  Mine  are  the  tamer beaiis  and  lavage  breed, 
u  Flocks,  herds,   and  fields,  and    forefts   where  thcy 
slll  is  ttie  Lord's  he  rules  the  ivide  creation  •  [feed- 

^ivesfir.ners  vengeance,  and  the  fahiti  falvatjoa. 

:o  '«  Can  I  be  f]  after 'd  with  thy  cringing  bow, 
14  Thy  folemn  chattering  and  hnradic  vows  ? 
u   Are  my  eves  charm'd  thy  veitments  to  bch.'l.l 
"   Glaring  ingems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

God  is  the  fudge  of 'heart sf  no  fair  difguifes 

Cdifcreen  the  guilty  ivhen  ids  vengedrici  rifts. 

P  a   v   s   e     the  Second.  [pleafe. 

31   '*  Unthinking  wretch  '    how  coui'd    thru  hope  to 
"  A  God,  a  fpir't,  with  fuch  toys  as  the  (e  ? 
u  While  with  my  grace  and  ftatues  on  thy  tongue. 
11  Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong. 

Judgment  proceeds  ;    h-ll  trembles  ;   heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your   heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices.      ' 

ii  "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 
"  Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends  j 
"  While  thefalfe  flatterer  at  mine  alrarwaits, 
"  His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftruftion  hates. 

Cod  is  thi  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  dfguifes 

Can  fcreen  the  guilty  ivhen  his  vengeance  rifes? 

1 3  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long-futferinglove  ; 

M  But  didit  thou  hope  that  1  fhould  ne'er  reprove  } 
u  And  chcriih  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 


PSALM     LI.  93 

«  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin  ? 
»SVtf  GW  appears,  all  nations  join  t'  adore  him  ; 
judgment  proceeds,  and finners  fall  before  him. 

14  "  Behold  my  terrors  now,  my  thunder  roil, 

u  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guiltv  foul  ; 
"  Now  like  a  lien  fhall  my  vengeance  ter.r 
"  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near. 

Judgment  concludes  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  ivith  cheer ful  voices. 
Epiphonema, 

15  u  Sinners,  awake  he  times  ;  ye  fouls  be  wife  ; 

"  Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  :   [amend, 
"  Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  [infill  works 
"  Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend, 

Then  join,  ve  faints,  wake  every  cheerful  pajfrcn  ; 

Wlien  Chr'Ji  returns,  he  comes  for  your- falvation. 

Psalm    LI.    Fry?  Part.     Long  Metre, 
A  Penitent  pleading  for  Par  dm. 

1  QHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  LorJ,  forgive, 
^3  Let  a  repeating  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  (inner  truft  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great",  but  can't  furjgafs 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found  ? 

3  Oh  wafh  my  foul  from  every  fin, 
And  make  my  guilty  confeience  clean  ; 
Here  on. my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  pari  offences  pain  mine  eye*. 

4  My  lips  with  fhame  my  fins  confefs 
Againftthy  law,  sgainft  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  fliould  thy  judgment  grow  ievere, 
I  amcondemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  vengeance  feize  my  bre&th, 
I  rrmfr.  pronounce  thee  juft  in  dearh  ; 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  fave  a  trembling  tinner,  Lord, 
Whole  hojs,  frill  hovering  round  thy  wt>rd. 


94  P    S    A    L    M      LI. 

Would  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there, 
Some  fure  fupport  againft  deipair. 

P  s  a  l   m    LI.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Original  and  atlual  Sin  conf effect. 
i   "W"    ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  fin, 
I    j  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
The  law  demands  a  perfe-ft  heart ; 
But  we'er  defil'd  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a-new, 
And  fcrm  my  fpirit  pure  and  true  ; 
Oh  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beait, 
Nor  hyfop-brsnek,  nor  fprinkiing  prieit, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  tea, 
Can  wafh  the  difmal  ftain  away. 

$  Jefut,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  fufficient  to  attone  ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  fnow  ; 
No  'Jsvoijh  typeo  could  clean fe  m«  io. 

7  While  guilt  difturbs  and  breoks  my  peace, 
Nor  fiefn  nor  foul  hatjb  reft  or  eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Psalm     LI.   Tkitd  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Backjlidcr  rejlored  ;   or,    Repentance  and    Fckh  in 

the  Blood  of  Ckrijt. 
1   f~\  Thou  that  hcar'ft  when.fmncrs  cry, 
\^JF  T|iongri  all  my  crimes  before  thee  tie, 


PSALM       LI.  §g 

Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
Arid  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  pre  fence  from  my  heart, 

3  I  connot  live  without  thy  light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight : 
Thine  holy  joys,  ray  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  havegriev'd  thy  fpirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  ftill  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  facrifi.ee  I  bring  ; 

The  God  cf  grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  heart  forfacrifice. 

6  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juft  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn' d  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour' s;  blood, 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  pardoning  God. 

8  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  fhall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  powers  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs. 

s  A  l  m    LI.   3— 13,     Firji  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Original  and  actual  Sin   confejjed   and  -pardoned. 

LORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs 
And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ; 
Againft  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace, 

How  high  my  crimes  arife  ! 

»~ 

Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell? 
And  crufh  my  flelh  to  duft, 


96  PSALM       LI. 

Kcaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  muit  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  ftock  of  Jidam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 

All  my  original  is  lhame, 

And  all  my  nature  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advane'd,  I  grew 
A  jufter  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
O  make  my  broken  (piritwhok, 
And  bid    my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  fpirit  e'er  depart. 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  a-new  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  1  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Backfliders  mall  addrefs  thy  throne. 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

Psalm  LI.  14 — 17.  Second  Part.     Cum.  Metre* 

Repentance  and  Taith  in  the  Elouiof  Ckriji. 

1  f*\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 

V^/  My  loads  of  guilt  remove, 

Break  down  this  feparating  wall 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

x  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace, 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs. 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor  heifer  flain 

For  fin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Chrift  lhall  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  defer: 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife; 


P    S     A    L     M     LII.  97 

A  Humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
is  our  belt  facrifke. 

Psalm    LII.     Common  Metre. 
The  D  ■ /appointment  of  the  Wicked. 

WHY  mould  the  mighty  make  their  bjttftj     ; 
And  heavenly  grace  defpife  ? 
In  their  own  arm  they  put  their  truftj 
And  filhtheir  mouth  with  lies. 

£  But  God  in  vengeance  mall  deftroy, 
And  drive  them  from  his  face  ; 
No  more  mail  they  his  church  annoy, 
Nor  find  on  earth  a  place. 

3  But  like  a  cultur'd  olive  grave, 
Drefs'd  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children,  blooming  in  thy  love? 
Amid  thy  courts  are  Caen. 

4  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord, 
Thy  faints  fhalrreft  fecure, 
And  all,  who  trull  thy  holy  word, 
Shall  find  falvation  fure. 

Psalm    LII.     Long  Metre . 

The  Folly  of  Self- Dependence. 

3   TTTHY  mould  the  haughty  hero  boaff 
VV     ^n*  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  hoft  ? 
While  blood  defiles  his  Gruel  hand, 
And  defolation  waftes  the  land. 

z  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 
The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  figh  ; 
And  when  the  wearied  fword  would  fpare, 
His  faifehood  fpreads  the  fatal  fnare. 

3  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 

And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue  ; 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dieadful  power, 
And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 

14  But  God  beholds  and  with  a  frown, 
Caft  to  -the  dufc  his  honours  down  • 
I 


E>8  P     S     A     L     M     LIII.    L1Y. 

The  righteous  freed,  their  hopes  recal, 
And  hail  the  proud  oppreffor's  fall. 

5  How  low  th'  infulting  tyrant  lies, 

.  Who  dar'd  th'  eternal  Power  defpiie  ; 
And  vainly  deem'd  with  envious  joy, 
His  arm  almighty  to  deftroy. 

6  Wc  praife  the  Lord,  who  heard  our  cries, 
And  feat  falvation  from  the  fkies  ; 
The  faints,  who  faw  our  mournful  days, 
Shall  join  our  greatful  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm     LIII.     4—6. 
Vi&cry  and  Derscerance  from  1'erfccuticn* 

1  \    RE  ail  the  foes  of  Sion  fools 
jC~A.  Who  thus  deftroy  her  faints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  fhall  be  fiez'd  with  fad  furprife  j 

For  God's  avenging  arm 
Shall  crufh  the  hand  that  dares  arife, 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  fat  cm  boaft 

Of  armies  in  array  ; 
When  God  has  hrft  defpis'd  their  hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  Oh  for  a  word  from  S'ion's  King, 

Her  captives  to  reft  ore  ! 
•^Thy  joyful  faints  thy  praife  fhall  fing 
And  Ifrael  weep  no  more. 

P  s  a  l  m     LIV.     Common  Metre. 

BEHOLD  us  Lord,  and  let  our  cry 
Before  thy  throne  afcend, 
Caft  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 
And  ft  ill  our  lives  defend. 
i  For  flaughtering  foes  infult  us  round, 
Oppreflive,  proud  and  vain, 
They  call  thy  temples  to  the  ground, 
And  all  our  rites  profane. 
;  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  truft, 
And  in  thy  power  rejoice  ; 


P     S     A    L     M      LV, 

Thine  arm  ihaN  crnth  our  toss  to  da.':, 
Thy  praife  iufpirc  our  voice. 

4  Be  thou  with  thofe  whofe  friendly  hand 
Upheld  us  in  diftrefs, 
Extend  thy  truth  through  every  land, 
And  frill  thy  people  blefs. 

Psalm    LV.  -i— 3,  16,   17,  18,  22.    Com. 

Support  for  the  offii&ed  and  ttin-gted  Soul. 
t   £~*\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
V-/  Behold  my  flowing  tears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  dcviie, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

Z  Their  rage  is  level's!  at  my  life, 
My  foul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife, 
To  fhake  my  hope  in  God. 
3  What  inward  pains  my  heart- firings  wound., 
I  groan  with  every  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  {hades  of  death. 

4  O  were  Hike  a  fealher'a  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wife!  ctefert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  heme, 
Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never,  come. 
i  Vain  hopes,  and- vain  inventions  all 
To  'fcape  the  rage  of  heil  ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well, 

P  a   u  s   E. 
7  By  morning  light  Til  feek  his  face, 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry. 
The  night  ihall  hear  me  Vk  his  grace3 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
2  God  ihall  prcferve  my  foul  from  fesr. 
Or  fliieid  me  when  afraid  j 


ioo  PSALM      LV. 

Ten  thoufand  angels  muft  appear 

If  he  commands  their  aid. 
9  I  call  my  buidens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fuftains  them  all  ; 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  word, 

That  faints  fhail  never  fall. 

Ij©  My  higheft  hopes  fhall  not  be  vain,. 
My  lips  lhall  fpread  his  praife  ; 
Whiie  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

Psalm     LV.     15,  16,  17,  19,  zt.    Short  Metre-*, 


L 


ET  finr.ers  take  their  courfe, 
And  ciiufe  the  road  to  death  j 
tut  .n  the  worflupofmy  God 
I'll  Cpend  my  daily  wreath. 


1  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light  j 
I  feek  his  bleihng  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

\  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries,. 
O  nay  eternal  God, 
While  linners  perifh  in  furprifs 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

And  no  fad  changes  feel. 
Tl.ey  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  name,- 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lurd  ; 
I'll  call  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  ftands, 
No  earthly  power  caa  move. 


.  F    S    A    l    m      LVI.  iv 

P  s  a  t,  M    LVI. 

Beliveretiee from    Opprejfion   and   Falfehood ;   or,    God* 
Care  of  his  Peep's  in  anfwer  to  Faith  and  Prays*-. 

1  /~"\     Thou,  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high, 
\^Jr  And  makes  tlv  oppretTor  ceafe. 
Behold  how  envious  tinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 
%  The  fons  of  violence  and  lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 
3  In  God  moftholy,  juft,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flefh'can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dull:. 
4.  They  wreft  my  words  to  mifchief  ftill. 
Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
For  mifchiefs  all  their  counfels  fii], 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts, 
j  Shall  the}?-  efcape  without  thy  frown  ? 
Muft  their  devices  ftand  ? 
O  call  the  haughty  (inner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand  ! 
Pause. 
$  God  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 
Their  groans  arFeft  his  ears  ; 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaints^ 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 
7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  prayer,  to  reach  the  iky. 
So  near  is  God  tome. 
S  In  thee,-  moft  holy,  juft,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

9  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  ihalt  receive  my  praife-^- 


/ 


iC2         P    S    A     L     M     LVII.    LVHL 

Til  ling,  konv  faithful  is  thy  nvord  ! 
How  righteous  all  thy  ways  .' 

10  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul,  from  death, 
Oh  fet  thy  prifoner  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
May  be  eraploy'd  for  thee. 

Psalm     LVII. 

Praife  for  Proteclion  ;    Grace  and  Truth. 
i   ~j<^  /TY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fpnngs,  - 
-LVX.  Of  boundlefs  love  and  grace  unknswn^ 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2   Up  to  the  heavens  I  fend  my  cry.. 

The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  j 

He  fends  his  angel  from  the  Iky, 

And  faves  me  from  the  threatening  ftorm, 
)   Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell  j. 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

\  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  fong  (hall  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife'j 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Iky  ; 
His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains,. 
When  lower  worlds  diiTolve  and  die.. 

Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell j. 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Psalm    LVII  J.     As  the  113th  Pfalm*. 

Warning  to  Magi jl  rates. 

JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws,, 
Will  ye  defpife  th-  righteous  caufe, 
When  vile  oppreffion  waftes  the  land  ? 
Dfcre  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor,. 


P    S    A    L     M      LIX  Ic 

And  let  rich  finners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hand  >.- 
3.  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  julrice  reigns  i 
1  et  you  invade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad 
To  bind  the  confcience  in  your  chaiRs, 
$  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  fharp,  the  poifon  ftrong, 

And  death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  \ 
You  hear  no  counfels,  cries  or  tears  j 
So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears  1 

Againft  the  power  cf  charming  founds. 
4  Breakout  their  ceeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood  ; 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  duft  ; 
As  empty  chaff  when  whirlwinds  rife,. 
Before  the  fweeping  tempeft  flies, 
So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loft, 
J  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  iky,, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their-  titles  die,. 

As  hills  of  mow  diffolve  and  run, 
Or  (hails  that  perilh  in  their  flime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time,. 
Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun, 
4  Thus  lhall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  (hall  join  and  fay, 
"  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 
"  And  will  their  fuffeiing  well  repay." 

Psalm     LIX.     Short  Me trs.; 
Prayer  for  National  Deliver  ancs^ 

FROM  foes,  that  round  us  rife, 
O  God  of  heaven,  defend, 
Who  brave  the  vengeance  of  the  ikies^ 
And  with  thy  faints  contend, 


:o$  P    5    A    t    M      U£ 

z  Behold,  from  diftant  fhores, 
And  delert  wilds  they  come, 
Combine  for  blood  their  barbaroiu  force,. 
And  through  thy  cities  roam* 

3  Beneath  the  filent  made, 

Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  walls  by  night  invade., 
And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regarilefs  of  our  pain, 
Permit  fecure  that  impious  race> 
To  riot  in  their  reign  ? 

5  In  vain  their  fecret  guile, 

Or  open  force  they  prove, 
His  eye  can  pierce  the  deepeft  v- 
His  hand  their  ftrength  remove. 

5  Yet  fave  them,  Lord,  from  death, 
Left  we  forget  their  doom  ; 
But  drive  them  with  thine  angry  breatfy. 
Through  diftant  lands  to  roam. 
7  Then  fhall  our  gratefulvoice 
Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, 
And  found  thepraife  abroad. 

Psalm     LX.     Common  Metre. 

Looking  to  God  in  theDiJirefs  of  War, 

i   "F     ORD,  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land, 

£ ^  Behold  thy  people  mourn  ; 

Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand  ? 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

Z  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye, 
Earth's  haughty  towers  delay  ; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  fpreads  thy  fky7 
And  mortals  melt  away, 

3  Our  Sion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke,  ■ 
And  dresds  thy  lifted  hand  ! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke. 
And  fave  the  finking  land. 


PSALM      LXI,  LXU,  jc 

4  Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  field, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
From  barbarous  hofts  our.  nation  fhield? 
And  put  our  foes-  to  fhame^ 

5  Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
In  vain  fliall  numerous  powers  unite:, 
Againft  thy  lifted  rod. 

5  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  handy 
Shall  gain  a  glad  renown  ; 
'Tis  God  who  makes  the  feeble  ftand^ 
And  treads  the  mighty  down, 

Psalm     LXI.     i — 6. 

Safety  in  God. 
r  "^  T  THEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief,, 
y  V      My  heart  within  me  dies  ', 
Helplefs  and  far  from  ajl  relief 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
I  O  lead  me  to  the  rock. 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  fheker  and  my  made. 
I  Within  thy  prefence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

j  Thou  giveft  me  the  Tot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  £ 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 
IihallpoiTefs  the  fame. 

Psalm     LXII.     5 — ix. 

fo  Truji  in    the  Creatures  ;  or,    Faith  in  divine    Grace 

and  Power. 

MY  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 
In  ail  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraits, 
My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits. 

Truft  him,  ye  faints,,  in  all  your  ways^ 
?our  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 


io5  PSALM      LXII- 

When  helpers  fail,  2nd  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-fu/ncient  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baferfort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  purF of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  truft, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  glittering  dull  j 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ;  " 
He  mull  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

*-  For  fovereign  power  reigns  not  alone,. 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  gr3Ce  anj  ji^tice,  mighty  Lcrd>. 
Shsii  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

P    5    A    L    M        LXIII.       I,    2,    5,    3,   4.       Firji    Pc 

Common  Metre. 
The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day. 

1  T~*ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

Fj  I  raite  to  feek  thy  fsce  ; 
My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pUgriUiS  on  the  fcorching  fand 

Beneath  a  buring  Iky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand, 
And  fheymuft  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  mine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour* 
That  vifion  fo  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  bladings  of  a  feaft 

Can  pleafe  my  foul  fo  well. 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tafte^. 
And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 


PSALM      LXIII,  to 

5  Not  life  itfelf,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  beft  pafnoris  move, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice. 
As  thy  forgiving  love, 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  day 

I'll  blefs  my  God  and  king  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 
Psalm     LXIII.    6—  ro.  Second  Parr 
Common  Metre. 
Midnight    Thoughts  recollecled. 
I  ^TT^WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
J_       I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  fight 
Amidft  the  darkeft  hour. 
l  My  fle(h  lay  refting  on  my  bed^ 
My  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
My  God,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  I  faid, 
Bring  thy  faivaiion  nigh, 
I  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 
And  climbs  the  heavenly  road  : 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  ftill, 

While  I  parfue  my  God. 
Thy  mercy  ftretches  o'er  ray  head 

The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 

My  tongue  awakes  and  fmgs. 
But  the^deftroyers  of  my  peace 
Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  ; 
,  The  tempter  fhaii  forever  ceafe, 

And  all  my  fins  be  flain. 
Thy  fword  fhali  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  in  the  deeps  of  hell. 

P  s  a  l  m     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 
nging  after  God  j   or,    The  Love   of  Go J   better  than 
Life. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  j 

i 


r.A  PSALM       LXIT1. 

The  glories  thatcompofe  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

£  Thou  great  and  good,  thoujuft  and  wife, 
Thou  art  my  father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties  ; 
Thy  fon,  thy  fervant  bought  with  blood, 

3  With  heart  and  eyes  and  lifted  hands 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t*  appear 
Among  thy  faints  and  feek  thy  face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 
And  left  the  power  of  fovereign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits  nor  vines  that  tempt  our  lafie, 
No  pleafures  that  to  fenfe  belong, 
Could  make  me  fo  divinely  blelt, 
Orraife  fo  high  my  cheerful  fong. 

6  My  life  itfelf  without  thy  love 
No  tafte  or  pleafure  could  afford, 
'"Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  bufy  cares  afflict  my  head, 

One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refrefhment  to  my  bed. 

%  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  fhall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  biefs  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Short  Metre, 
Seeking   Gcd. 
2  "\  /TY  God,  permit  my  tongue 

And  let  thy  early  cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirfty  fainting  foul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore  '. 


P    S    A    L.  M      LXIV. *  to9 

Not  travellers  in  defert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace, 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  relifh  can  afford  • 
No  joy  can  becompar'd  with  this, 
To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  live  ; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pleafure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind: 
I  think  how  wife  thy  counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence, 

My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
S  The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  father  leads, 

And  he  fupports  my  fteps. 

Psalm     LXIV.     Long  Metre" 

GR^LG0d  fC  nd  to  -7  complaint-/ 
N01  let  my  droopmg  fpirit  faint  j 
When  foes  m  fecret  fpread  the  fnare, 
Let  my  falvatien  be  thy  care. 
%  Shield  me  without  and  guard  within, 
trom  treacherous  foes  and  deadly  fin  . 
May  envy,  luft  and  pride  depart,         ' 
And  neavenly  grace  expand  my  heart, 

3Thyjufticeandthyp0Werdifplav?    ' 
And  fcatter  far  thy  foes  away j   Y' 


ii*  PS     A    IS    M      LXV 

While  liftening  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  faints  triumphant  blefs  the  Lord. 

4  Then  fhall  thy  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  Jove  thy  name  rejoice  ; 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

Psalm   LXV.    1—5    Firjl  Part.    Long  \fetre. 

Pub!::  Prayer  and  Praife, 

1  ^  I  ''HE  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee, 

j.      My  God:   and  praife  becomes  thy  heufe  ; 
There  (hall  thy  famtsthy  glory  fee 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou  whofe  mercy  bends  the  flues 
Tofave  when  humble  finners  pray  • 
All  lands  to  thee  fhall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 

3  Againft  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 
But  grace  fhall  purge  away  the  ftain  : 
The  blood  ef  Chriit  will  never  fail 
To  warn  my  garments  white  again. 

q.  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  fhalt  chufe> 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  ; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  houf«, 
To  tafte  thy  love  divinely  free. 

Pause. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays  ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  diftrefs, 
When  Sion's  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afuicled  faints  requeft  ; 
And  with  Almighty  wrath  reycaJs 
His  love  t©  give  his  churches  reft. 

7  Then  fhall  the  flecking  nation  run 
To  Sion's  hill  and  own  their  Lord  j 
The  riling  and  the  fetting  fun, 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  adoiW. 


P     S,  A     L     M     LXY.  iij 

Psalm  LXV.  677*13.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth,    and  Sea  5  or,  the  God 

of  Nature  and  Grace.' 

1  npHE  God  of  our&ilvation  hears 

fl      The  groans  oF  Sionmix'd  with  tears  j 
Yet  when  he  comes  with, kind  defigns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  mines. 

2  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoter!  ends, 
Where  the  Creators  nameis  kiiGwn, 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fouls  to  Cod, 
Whentempeits  rage  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  diftance  from  the  fhore, 

4  He  bids  the  noily  temper!:  ceafe  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wide  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves, 

c  Whole  kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  ftorrn, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form, 
Mountains  efrabiifii'd  by  his  hand 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  ftand. 

6  Behold  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fky, 
New  comets  biaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  lands  with  fwift  furprife, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes, 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  day, 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  uf  weftern  hills. 

8  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  fhowei  s^ 
Laden  with  fruit  and  dreft  with  flowers, 

9  'Tis  from  his  watry  ftores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirlty  ground  fupply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 


"a  P    S    L    A    M      LXV. 

10  The  dcfert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  fruit  the  vallies  yield  ; 
The  vallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighbouring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

1 1  The  pafture  fmile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language  fpeaks  thy  name. 

li  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  j 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  fnine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God,  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

Psalm    LXV.     Fhji  Part.     Common  Metre. 

A  Prayer-hearing  God,  and  the  Gentiles  called. 
I   T)RA.ISE  Waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 
IT    There  fhall  our  vows  be  pai  d  ; 
Thou  haft  an  ear  when  ftnners  pray, 
All  flefh  mall  feekth ire  aid. 

i  Lord,  otfr  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pardoning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  ikill 
To  conquer  every  fin. 

3  Bleft  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 

To  bring  them  near  thv  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  uiine  houf:, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfwering  what  thy  church  requefts, 

Thy  tiutk  and  terror  fhine, 

And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnef*, 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defign. 
3  Thus  fhall  the  wondering  nations  fee 
The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diftant  iflands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 
6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 
When  figns  in  heaven  appear  ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  w  ell  as  fear. 


PSALM      LXV-  1:3 

P  s  a  m    LXV.     Second  Tart.     Common  Mefre. 

The  Providence  cf  God  in  Air,  Er.rtlu  and  Sec  ;    or,  iks 
BUjfings  of  Ra in. 

1  TipiS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftan :, 

%       God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  comma;.  J, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  fliade, 

Succeffive  comforts  bring  : 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvefl  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  fpring. 

3  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons  ani  hours  y 

Heaven,  earth  and  air  are  thine  : 
When  clouds,  diftil  in  fruitful  mower;. 
The  Author  is  divine  : 

4  Thofe  wondering  citterns  in  the  fky 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Whofe  watery  treafures  well  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

An^  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  bleffings  fti!!,. 
Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

Psalm    LXV.     Third  Fart.     Common  ]      .:• 

T/te  BUJfingsoj ~tti£  Spring;  or  God  gives  P.  s  ..-; 

A  Pfalm  for  the  Hu(b:,ndman. 
Z    /"^l  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King 
\SX  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Vifits  the  paftures  every  fpring, 
And  bids- the  grafs  appear. 

Z  The  clouds  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out  at  his  command 
Thsir  watry  bleffings  from  the  fky., 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 
Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  : 


H4  PSALM      LXVI 

The  vallies  rich  provifion  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  fing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  fide 
Rejoice  at  failing  lhowers, 
The  meadows  arefo'd  in  buteous  pride 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

•;   The  barren  clauds  rcfreih'd  with  rah: 
Proruife  a  j .-;  ful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
Andraife  the  reper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  g^odnefs  crowns 
How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  lpread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  fhepherdi  fhout  thy  praile. 

P  s  a  L  M    LXVI.  Fiji  Fart.     Common  Metre. 

Governing  Pcxver  and  Goodnefs  ;  or,  Our  Grace  tried  by 
Ajfiiclkni. 

1  OlNG,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lord, 
|^   Sing  with  a  joyful  noife  ; 
With  melody  of  found  record 

His  honours  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  form'd  the  flcy, 

"  How  terrible  ait  thou  ! 
'«  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

•.   [Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  are  his  ways  ? 
In  Mofes  hand  he  put  the  rod, 
And  clave  the  frighted  feas. 

4  lie  mads  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 
While  Ifrael  pafs'd  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy r 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 
^  lis  rules  by  his  refiltlefs  might  : 
Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  lerrpt  that  dreadfyj  war. 


PSALM    LXVI.     LXVII.        i 

6  Oh  blefs.our  God,  and  never  ceafe  j 

Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  lite,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuffering  fouls, 

To  make  our  graces  mine  ; 
So  filver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  watery  deeps  and  firey  ways. 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

Psalm     LXVI.      13—20.      Second  Part. 

Praife  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  "\TOW  fhall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
J_^     To  that  Almighty  power 

That  heard  the  long  requefts  I  made 
In  my  diftrefsfui  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 

The  wonders  he  has  done. 
3.  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell, 

I  fought  the  heavenly  aid  .j 
He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 

And  death's  eternal  fhade. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employ'd  my  tongue  ; 
The  Lord  had  (hewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praife s  fung. 

3  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  bleft) 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requeft, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

Psalm     LXVII. 

The  Nation's  Profperity,  and  tin  Church's  Jnaeafe 
I   OHINS,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  fhine, 
O  With  beams  of  heavenly  gruce  ; 


n6  PSALM       LXVIIL 

B.eveal  thy  power  through  ail  our  coaft*, 
And  fhew  thy  fmiling  face. 

2  [Amidft  our  realm  exalted  high 

Do  thou  our  glory  ftand,. 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire 
Surround  the  favourite  land.] 

3  When  fhall  thy  name  from  fhore  to  fhore 

Sound  a.'l  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  diftan-t  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 

Sing  loud  with  folemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  hispruife, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  foyereign  judge,. 

That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
In  wifdom  rules  the  world;  he  made 
And  bids  themtafte  his  love. 

I  Earth  fhall  obey  his  high  command, 
And  yield  a  full  increafe  j 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  land,. 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  perce. 
1  God  the  Redeemer  fcalters  round. 
His  choiceft  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound. 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

Psalm  LXVIIL  Tirjt  Tart.  vcr.  i— 6>  %fo..*$f 

The  Vengeance  and  Com^ajfi^n  of  God> 

3  TT    ET  God  arife  jn  all  his  might, 

%,  4  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight  j. 
As  fmoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  fkiea 
Before  the  rifmg  tempeft  flies. 

a   [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  j 

Juftice  and  judgment  are  his  names  :. 

Behold  his  fainting. foes  expire 

like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 
3  He  rides  and  thunders,  through  the  iky  ; 

Hi*  name  Jekoxah  founds  ©a  high ': 


PSALM       LXVIII.  117 

Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fons  of  grace  5 
Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fharp  diftrefs  ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  judge  that's  juft,  a  father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  prifoners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels  that  difpute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darknefs  ftill. 
Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearfe, 
His  honours  fhall  enrich  your  verfe. 

7  He  flukes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

In  Ifrael  are  his  mercies  known, 
Ifrael  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

S  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  bleft  ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft  : 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

P   s   A   L    J4   LXVIII.      Second  Part.  vtr.    17,  ig, 
Chriji's  Afcenfiort)  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit, 

1  TT     ORI>,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high> 

J /-Ten  thoufand  angels  fili'd  the  iky  ; 

Thofe  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  hepronoune'dhis  dreadful  lav/, 
And  ftruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captives  made^ 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led, 

4  Rais'd  by  his  father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  fpirit  down, 


nS      PSALM    LXVIII.  LXIX. 

With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel-men 
-<     That  God  might  dwell  en  earth  again. 

Psalm    LXVIII.  3J  Pert.  ver.  19,  9,  ao,  ai>  fti. 

JPraif*  for  Temporal  Blcfftngs  ;  or,    common    vndjfiyitd 

Mercies. 

I  "\/(7"E  Wets  the  Lord,  the  jurt,  the  good, 

\  V     Who  tills  our  hearts  with  heavenly  feed  ■; 
Who  pours  his  blelTings  from  the  Ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplics. 

1  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  j 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain 
Refrem  the  thinly  earth  again. 

3  JTis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath. 
And  all  our  near  efcape  from  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God. belong  ; 

He  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  ftrong- 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
T::e  common  bleilings  of  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remain* 
Is  endlefs  joy  or  en  J  lets  pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  heady 
On  all  the  ferpent's  feed  mall  tread, 
The  ftubborn  linner's  hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lalting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  lhall  raife, 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  fens, 
And  bring  them  to  his  court  above  ; 
There  fhail  they  tarte  his  fpecial  love. 

Psalm  LXIX.   i,— 14.    Firjl  Fart.  Cam.  Met;;. 
The  Suffer -trigs  of  Christ  for  our  Salvation. 

1  "  QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  Eoods 

|[3  "  Break  in  upon  my  foul ; 
"  I  fink  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  ((  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

"  In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  ; 
u  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eye", 
M  And  mortcuthy  delay. 


PSALM      LXIX.  J?9 

3  u  They  hate  my  four  without  a  caufe, 

"  And  ftill  their  number  grows 
u  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
'«  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  «  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

u  That  men  could  never  pay, 
€t  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 
*'  Which  finners  took  away. 

5  u  Thus  in  the  great  Mefiiah's  name, 

u  The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
"  Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
"  And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

8  u  Now  fhall  the  faints  rejoice  and  fiad 
"  Salvation  in  thy  name, 
a  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"  Of  forrow,  pain,  and  lhame. 

7  *'  Grief  like  a  garment  cioth'd  me  rounds 

"  And  fackcloth  was'my  drefs, 
il  While  I  procured  for  naked  fouls 
u  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

8  **  Among  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

"  I  like  a  ftranger  flood, 
<l  And  bore  their  vile  reproach  to  bring 
tl  The  Gentiles  nesr  to  God, 

9  tl  I  came  in  finiul  mortals  Head 

'*  To  d«  my  father's  will ; 
a  Yet  when  I  cleans' d  my  father's  houfe<, 
"  They  fcandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

10."  My  failings  and  my  holy  groans 
u  Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
(i  But  God  from  his  celeftial  throne 
M  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 
II  "  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep^ 
"  Where  fears  befet  me  round  ; 
*'  He  rais'd  and  hVd  my  unking  feet 
"  On  well-cftablifh'd  ground. 
IS  "  'Twas  in  a  molt  accepted  hour, 
**  My  prayer  arefe  on  highj 


1 2d  PSALM      LXIX. 

tl  And  for  my  fake  my  God  mail  hear 
"  The  dying  finner's  cry." 

Psalm    LXIX.    14,   2r,  26*  29,  32.    Second  Tvt. 
Common  Metre.  • 

The  Vajfion  and  Exaltation  of  Chnjf. 

1  TWTOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
J[\  And  mournful  pleafure  ling  ■ 
The  fufferings  of  our  great  High-Prieft, 

The  forrowsof  our  King. 

2  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 

How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  fendi  perpetual  cries. 

3  **  Herr  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son> 

"  Nor  hide  thy  mining  face  ; 
M  Why  mould  thy  favourite  look  like  one 
il  Forfaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  «  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 

"  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
"  While  for  a  facrifice  I  pour 
"  My  life  upouthe  ground. 

5  u  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  duff, 

"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
"  Their  fharp  infalting  (landers  add 
f*  Frefh  anguifh  to  my  pain. 

6  "  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee,  1 

«  The  fcandal  and  the  mame  ; 
u  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
"  Ami  lies  defiL'd  my  name. 

j  i{  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
"  My  kindred  are  my  grief ; 
l<  I  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

S  u  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirff, 

"  They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
M  And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans, 

11  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 
9  "  Shine  into  my  diftreffed  foul, 

«<  Let  thy  compaffion  fave  j 


PSALM      LXIX.  **1 

**  And  though  my  flefh  fink  down  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
I©  "  I  fnail  arife  to  praifc  thy  name, 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
"  And  thy  falvation,.  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne. 
Psalm    LXIX.    Third  Part.    Common  Metr?. 
Chri/l's  Obedience  and  Death  ;   or,  God  glorified  And  Siw 

tiers  faved. 
I  TT^ATHER,  I  fmg  thy  wondrous  grace, 
J^     I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name, 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  Iharne. 
%  His  ueepdiitrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfili'd  the  law  which  mortals  t to kcj 
And  firiifiY-d  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fangs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  fblemn  found, 

Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  fhali  his  humble  followers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  foi  ever  bleit. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raile,  * 

While  lands  and  feas  aflift  the  Iky, 
And  join  t'  ad\ance  his  praife,, 
€  Zion  is  thine,  mail  holy  God, 
Thy  Son  mail  blefs  her  gates  j 
And  glory  purchased  by  his  blood 
For  thine  own  Ifraet  waits. 

Psalm    LXIX.     Fit fi  Part.     Long  Metre, 

Chri/i's  Pajfim  and  Sinner's  Sahatiin, 

EEP  in  our  heartslet  us  record 
The  deeper  farrows  of  the  Lord  ; 
t 


m 


lit  PSALM       LXIX. 

Behold  the  rifing  billows  roll 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 
a  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hofts  of  hell  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  curft  defign. 

3  Yet  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curfe  a  T)lefling  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  furTerings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  crimes  which  we  had  done, 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  reitor'd  : 
His  forrows  made  thy  juftice  known 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

<  Oh  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  lhall  our  hope  be  turn'd  tofhame. 

Psalm     LXIX.     ver.  7,  &c.     Second  Pa 
Long  Metre. 
Chrrjr's  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 
2  TX^WAS  for  our  fake  eternal  God, 
J^     Thy  Son  fuftain'd,  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach  and  fore  difgrace, 
While  fhame  deril'd  his  facred  face. 

2  The  y^ifihis  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  eheck'd  their  fin  ; 
While  he  fulnii'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe, 

3  [My  Father's  koufe,  faid  he,  ivas  made 
j4  place  for  iuorjhip,notfor  trade. 
Then  fcattering  ail  their  gold  and  brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  meichants  from  the  place.] 

a   [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  life,  expos'dhis  blood  : 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 
He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 
-  [His  friends  forfook,  his  followers  Red, 
*  While  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head  ; 


PSALM    LXX.    LXXL 

They  curfe  him  with  a  flandering  tongue, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 
5  ilis  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree  j 
There  hung  the  man  that  dy'dfor  me. 
7  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
^Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  fon  ; 
The  hand  that  rais'd  hirn  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 
Psalm     LXX.    Common  Metre, 
Prote&ion  again/}  Perfonal  Enemies, 

I   TN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 
JL     Nor  hear-  my  cries  in  vain  ; 

Gh  let  thy  fpeed  prevent  may  fall, 
And  flill  my  hope  fuftain. 

z  When  foes  infidious  wound  my  name, 
And  tempt  my  foul  affray, 
Then  let  them  fall  with  lafting  mam?* 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

3  While  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice, 

And  glory  in  thy  word, 
In  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 
A  iid  magnify  the  Lord. 

4  O  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 

Behold  my  fore  difrnay  j 
In  pity  ftaften  to  my  aid, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  delay, 
Psalm     LXXI.     5— 9.     Tirjl  Part. 
The  aged  Saint' \  Refeaion  and  Hope. 

1   1\/FY  G°d;  my  everla:fting  hope, 
J.VJL   *  llve  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  llrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
*  My  flefli  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  power 
-     With  all  theie  limbs  of  mine  : 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 


»4  PSALM     LXX1 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
1  trull  them  to  thy  care* 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  frrength  decline?, 

When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  mine, 
When  e'er  thy  fervant  die's. 

5  Then  in  the  hirtory  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ever)'  page. 
In  every  line  thy  praife. 

Psalm  LXXI.  i  ?,   14,    16,   23,12,24.    See,  Part- 


5>   i4> 


Ch?i;l  ov.r  Sti 


Tti 


24. 

\teoufnefs. 


1  IV  /T^  Sav*oui"»  mX  alrT»isht>r  Friend, 
jLVJL   When  1  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft, 

Thy  goofnefs  I  adore 
And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  nrfr 
I  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  a'l  the  length 

Of  the  celeltialroad, 
And  march  with  coinage  in  thy  urength 
To  fee  my  faiher  G  >& 

4  When  I  am  f.il'd  with  fore  diftrefs 

For  fome  (urptifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  :hy  perfect  rigfiteoufnefsy 
And  mention  none  bul  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  till 

The  victories  of  my  king  ! 
My  foul,  redeem'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  fslvation  fuig, 

6  [My  tongue  fhall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  ?.r.d  my  God, 
Hi>  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  lhame, 
And  fav'd  me  by  his  blood. 


PSALM      LXXI.  125 

?  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long.] 
Psalm     LXXI.     17— 2  r.     Third  Tart, 
The  aged  Ckrijiian's  Prayer  cmd  Sovg  ;  or}  old 
Age,  Death  and  the  RefurreR,^. 
I   y^l  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
\JT  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 
*  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ; 
Who  mail  fuftain  my  finking  years 
If  God  my  ftrength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

Before  the  riling  age, 
And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  name 
When  I  mall  quit  the  ftagc. 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  1 
Pause. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high; 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky> 
And  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threatenings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief: 
But  when  thy  hand  haspreft  me  fore3 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fovereign  power  tofave.j 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

8-  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  duft,. 
My  fieih  mail  be  thy  care  -7 
L  7, 


2  2|.  P    S     A     L     M      LX;:H. 

thefe  wither'd  limbs  with  thee  I  truft. 
To  raifc  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

Psalm    LXXII.     FtrJiTart.. 
The  Kingdom  cf  Chi  iji. 
i  f^i  REAT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
VJT  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obeyK 
Now  give  the  kingdom  t©  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptrc  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heaven  fubmits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  jaftice  (hall  avenge  the  poer, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more, 

3.  With  power  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  treads  th'  oppreflbr  in  the  duft  ; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  mail  laft, 
1  ill  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  pan:, 

\  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  (hall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diltils, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirtty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  (hades  of  overfpreading  death,. 
Revive  at  his  flrft  dawning  light, 
And  deferts  bloflfom  at  the  fight. 

i  The  faints  (hall  fiourifli  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praifc  ; 
Feace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Psalm     LXXII.     Second  Part., 
Chri/i's  Kingdvm  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  TESUS  (hall  reign  where  e'er  the  fun. 
J    F>oes~rrisxfuccehrive journics  run  : 
His  kingdom  nVetch  from  (hore  to  fhore, 
Till  moons  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  nations  with  their  kings  ; 
There  Europe  her  belt  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet, 
To  piy  their  horcage  ilWu  fee*, 


?    S    A    L.    M     LXXIIL  xij 

3  There  Verfia,  glorious  to  behold,. 
And  India  mines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
While  weftern  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  lavage  tribes  attend  his  word.] 

4  For  him  fliall  endiefs  prayer  be  made, 
And  endiefs  praifes  crown  his  head  ; 
His  same  like  fweet  perfupne  ihall  rile 
With -every  morning  lacrihce, 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteft  fong 
And  infant  voices  lhall  proclaim 
Their  early  blenings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  a  bound  where  e'er  he  reigns, 
The  joyful  prifoner  burfts.  his  chains-  :. 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft,. 

And-  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft*. 

*]   [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power^ 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  j, 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  blemngs  than  their  father  lo3, 

%  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring, 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  king  : 
Angels  delcend  with  fongs  again,. 
Ahd  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen.} 

Psalm     LXXIIL     Fit/,   Part.     Com,    Metre, 

Affiified  Saints  iafpj,  and  profperous  Sinner*  curfe  J, 
i  1VTOW  Pm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind] 
_i,  X    To  men  of  heart  fineere, 
Tet  once  my  fooliih  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  bolder' d  on  defpair. 

%■  Igriev'dtofee  the  wicked. thrive, 
And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
*'  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3^  "  With  well  fed  flelh  and  haughty  eyes 
"  They  lay  there  fears  to  fleep  ; 
tJ-  Againft  the  heavens  their  flanders  rife; 
*«•  While  faints  in  filers  weeg/ 


iz%  PSALM      LXXIIL 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

11  Andcleanfemy  heart  in  vain  ; 
"  Fori  am  chsftencd  all  the  day, 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints, 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
u  Sure  I  iliall  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  ftill  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 

The  conflict  too  fevere, 
'Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fecrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fomc  prophetic  glafs, 

I  faw  the  iinner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  flippery  place 
Befide  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 

'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  beaft  ; 
Thus  to  fufpecl  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blert. 

30  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  difpair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 
That  blefled  hand  that  broke  the  fnare 

Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 
Psalm     LXXIII.     23—28.     Second  Tart, 
Common  Metre. 
God  cur  Portion  here  and  hereafter, 
%  f^%  OD,  my  fupporter  and  my  hope 
VJT  My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
"When  finking  in  difpair. 
a-  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  fhall  guide  my  feet 
Through  life's  bewildered  race  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 


PSALM      LXXIIL  iz9 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  Goiy 

'T would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke, 

And  fiem  an*d  heart  fhould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 

The  ftrength  of  every  faint.  "    :" 

5  Behold  the  finners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  pre  fence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when-  they  cry^ 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  mall  found  thy  werks  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

Psalm  LXXIIL  22,  3,  6,  17 — 20.  Long  Metre, 
The  Pr  offer  ity  of  Sin  nets  cur  fed. 
I    T"     ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wrctdh  was  I, 
JLi  To  mourn,  and  murmur  and  repine 
To  fee  the  wicked  plsc'd  on  highr 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  mine'. 

%  But,  oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  \ 
Thy  fanftuary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flippery  rocks  I  fee  them  ilani, 
And  hery  billows  roll  beiiow. 

3  Now  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eye% 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  joys  how  fall  they  flee  ! 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain  ; 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony, 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  pain, 

5  Now  I  elieern  their  mirth  and  wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion  and  roy  GqL 


j3o  PSALM      LXXIII. 

Psalm     LXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
The  Myjlery  of  Providence  unfolded, 

1  QJURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
l3)  Nor  is  religion  vain  j 

Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  faw  the  wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcomful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  fhine. 

3  [Pamper' d  with  wonton  eafe, 

Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  wealth  roils  in  like  flowing  feas. 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 

That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  opprefiion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  po*>r. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

Theeverlafting  God; 
Their  malice  blafts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rife  ; 
u  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
11  The  things  below  the  fkies  ? 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 
Till  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  juftice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  power, 

Did  my  miftake  amend  : 
I  view'd  the  finnen's  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  flippery  fteep 

The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go  ; 

And  oh  that  dreadful  firey  deeo 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 


PSALM      LXXIV.  13.1 

to  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now^ 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

Psalm     LXXIV. 
The  Church  -pleading  ninth  God  under  fore  Perfecutior., 

I  TTTILL  God  forever  caft  us  off  ! 
V  V       His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chofen  flock  ? 

£  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  flood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  hafte5 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 
And  there  their  hofts  engage. 

5  How  are  the  feats  of  worship  broke  ? 

They  tear  the  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  ftroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  reft  ; 
Come  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 
The  temple  and  the  pn'ejf. 

7  And  ftill  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wanted  figns  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  (peaks  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  filence  mourn  ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief 
The  hour  of  thy  return, 


i3z  PSALM     LXXVI. 

Pause. 
9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 
Shall  men  of  p*de  biafpheme  ; 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  fong, 
And  bear  immortal  fhame  ? 

to  Canft  thou  forever  fit  and  hear 
Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  (till  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-hold  thine  hand  ? 

1 1  What  ftrange  deliverance  haft  thou  fhown 

In  ages  long  before  ! 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own* 
No  other  God  adore. 

12  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea 

By  thy  refiftlefs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way, 
And  then  iecure  their  flight. 

i  -?  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 
The  darknefs  and  the  day  ? 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  fhine, 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

T4  Hath  not  thy  power  formed  every  coaft, 
And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froft, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

35  And  fhall  the  fons  of  earth  and  dull 
That  l'acred  power  biafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ? 

t6  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  haft  made, 
And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Her  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  trembling  dove. 

17   Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 
And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Flea!  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 


PSALM     LXXV.    LXXVI.      XJ3 

Psalm     LXXV.     Long  Metre. 

Vtaife  to  God  for  the -return  of  Ptact. 
Z   r  I  ^O  thee,  moil:  high  and  holy  God, 

JL     To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  abroad, 

Thy  wondrous  works  demand  our  praife. 

z  To  flavery  doom'd,  thy  chofen  fons 
Behold  their  foes  triumphant  rife  : 
And  fore  oppreft  by  earthly  -thrones, 
They  fought  the  fovereign  of  the  Ikies. 

3  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  power, 

Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  fhore, 
Andfave  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

4.  Thy  hand,  that  fcrm'd  the  reftlefs  main, 
And  rear  d  the  mountain's  awful -head, 
Bade  raging feas  their  courfereftrain, 
And  defert  wilds  receive  their  dead. 

£  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  can  the  winds  fuch  blemngs  blow  ; 
'Tis  God  the.  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

£  Let  haughty  tyrants  fink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  j 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made, 

Psalm     LXXVI. 

Ifraei  favedy  and  tke  AJfyrians  dejrroyed  ;  or,  God's  Ven~ 
geance  again]}  his  Enemies  proceeds  f  rum  his  Church. 

Z   TN  Judah  God  of  oid  was  known  j 
JL  His  name  in  Ifrael  great  ; 
In  Salem  flood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 

Z  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chofe  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  complaints^ 
Againfl  their  haughty  foes. 
M 


J34  P    S     A     L     M      LXXVII 

3  From  Zlon  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  that  threatening  fpear  ; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fword, 
And  crufh'd  the  Aflyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Zion's  king  that  ftop'd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  flcep  faft  in  death, 
That  quells  thcil  warlike  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  power  can  ftand  before  thy  fight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heaven  Oiines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
The  earth  adores  and  fears. 

8  When  God  in  his  own  fovereign  ways 

Cornes  down  to  fave  th'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  (hall  work  his  praife., 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reii. 

9  [Vows  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring, 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terror*  (hake  the  proudeft  king, 
And  fmite  his  armies  down. 
io  The  thunder  of  his  fharp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  (hall  feel ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwell?  in  Zion  ftill.] 

Psalm     LXXVII.     Firjl  Farr. 
Mtlamholy  a/faulting,  and  Hope  prevailing, 
i  ^TpO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
J_       I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  fad  hour,  whea  troubles  rofe, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 


PSALM       LXXVIL  13.5 

2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  night*, 

My  foul  refus'drelief  ;  , 

I  thought  oa  God,  the  juft  and  wife, 
Eut  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'dand  frill  oppreff, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  reft, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew,. 
And  caird  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times- 

When  I  beheld  thy  face  ; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 
That  might  with-hold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd' before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ;: 
His  face  appear  no  more? 

1  Will  he  forever  caft  me  off  ? 
His  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger- frill  prevail  ? 

S  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 
This  dark  defpairing  frame  : 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought  ;• 
Thy  hand  is  frill  the  fame. 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 
When  fkih  could  hope  no  more. 

10  Grace  dsvelt  with  juft  ice  on  the  throne  ; 

And  men  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  fanctuary  known 
The  ccuhfeis  of  the  Lord. 


/j6  PSALM      LXXVII. 

P  s   A   L   M     LXXVII.      Second  Part. 
Comfort  derived  from  ancient  Providence  ;   or  Ifrael  dif«- 

vedfrom  Egypt,  <?W  brought  to  Canaan. 
l   "  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chaftening  rod  ! 
X  JL  "   (May  thy  own  children  fay} 
"  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  \ 
"  How  holy  is  his  way  ! 

%  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 
Who  reigns  in  heaven  above, 
I'll  hear  bis  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  He  faw  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 

With  Egypt's-yokeoppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay  M  to  hear  their  cs}') 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  The  fons  of  pious  Jacob,  feem'd 

Abandon 'd  to  their  toe*  j 
But  his  Almighty  arm  redeero'd 
The  nation  whom  he  chofe. 

5  lYom  flavini  chains  he  fct  them  free, 

They  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  fea, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 
S  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 
The  waters  faw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  rrmics  room. 
7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 
Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
S   [Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 
Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke  ; 
AH  heaven  in  lightening  (hone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  fhook. 
9  Thine  arrows  through  theflcics  were  hurl'd, 
How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surpriie  and  trembling  fciz-'d  the  word, 
And  all  his  faints  ador'd. 


PSA     L     M      LXXVIII.  137 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock  ; 
And  fafe  by  Mofes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defert  led  his  flock 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  land, 

Psalm     LXXVIII.  Tirji  Part. 

Providence  of  God  recorded  ;   or,   pious    Education   and 
Jnfruclion  of  Children. 

1  "I "     ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
1  ^  Which  God  perfcrm'd  of  old  ; 

Which  in  your  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told, 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  doWP. 
Through  every  rifmg  race. 

3  Ou!  lips  mail  tell  them  to  ourfons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs,. 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  (hall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Tkeir  hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practife  his  commands. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Second  Part. 
Ifrael's   Rebellion    and   Punijhment  ;  or,    the    Sins    and. 
Chaflifements  of  Gods  People. 

1  /""%H  what  a  iliff  rebellious  houfc 
V-^  Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  mod  folemn  vows, 

And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 
^  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 
From  his  avenging  hand  ; 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might* 
Spread  o'er  the  #u$born  land. 
M* 


ijS  PSALM      LXXVIIJ. 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fca, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 
With  watery  walls  to  guard  their  way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  made  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  fheltering  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  third:  fupply'd; 

The  guifhing  waters  flow'd, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defert  road. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  mofl  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  hand  ; 
"    Can  he  iv! tk  bread  our  hoji  [up ply 
"  Jimidjl  this  barren  land  ?" 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wn.lh  to  flame  : 
His  terrors  ever  ltand  prcpar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Third  Part. 
The  Vunijhmer.t  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  ;    or,  Chaf- 

tifement  and  Salvation. 
I   TTTHEN  Ifrael  finn'd  the  Lerd  rcprov'd, 

V  V       And  ^'d  tneir  llcart  w^  d*'eaci  5 
Yet  he  forgave  the  men  he  lov'd, 
And  fent  them  heavenly  bread. 
4  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 
And  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provilion  down. 

3  The  manna  like  a  morning  fhower 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  food  of  heaven,  fo  light  fo  pure  ; 
As  though  'twere  angels  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  language  faid, 

««  Is  manna  all  our  feaft  ? 
w  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 
»  We  rauft  have  flefh  :o  talk." 


PSALM      LXXV1II.  139 

5  "    Yejhall  have  fiejh  ta  fleafe your  tuft," 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd, 
And  fent  them  quails  like  fand  or  duff, 
Heap'd  up  on  every  fide. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  deftre  ; 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  fome  were  fiain.the  relt  return'd, 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mouvn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  Hill  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 

The  nations  he  refolv'd  to  fave 

Poflefs'd  the  promis'd  land. 

P  s  A   L   M     LX XVIII.  vur.    32,  &f<\  Fourth   Tart. 
Backjliding  and  Forgive  nefs  ;   or,  Sin  puni/hed and  Saint* 

faved. 
j    y^l  REAT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 

VJT  By  turns  thine  anger,  and  thy  love  ; 

There  is  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  fee 

How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought  ! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  truft  his  grace. 

3  Then  Lord  confunVd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  3 
A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  ftrength,  and  fpent  their  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  flain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  1 
CalPd  him  the  rock  of  their  abod#, 

Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayets  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  flattering  words  or  folemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to'kv»jec»venartt  and  hisfove. 


ZAp        PSA    L     M      LXXIX.  LXXX. 

6  Yetcouid  his  fovereign  gr2ce  forgive 
The  men  who.  ne'er  defcrv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flcm  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  temptations  ftill  prevail  ; 
The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  flili, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

Psalm-    LXXIX.     Long  Metre 
For  the  Dijlrefi  of  IVar. 
B  T>EHOLD,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes, 
j£j  Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
Thy  holy  temple  ftands  defU'd, 
In  dull  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 

2  Wide  o'er  the  vallies  drench'd  in  blood, 
Thy  people  fall-'n  in  death  remain  ; 
The  fowls  of  heaven  their  flefh  devour, 
Andfavage  beafts  divide  the  flain. 

3  Th'  intuiting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 
Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face  ; 

**  Where  iu  your  God  of  boafled  power, 
<l  And  where  the  promife  of  his  grace  ?,r 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms, 
Oh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh, 
And  let  thy  fovereign  power  reprieve, 
The  trembling  fouls  condem'd  to  die. 

5  Let  thofe,  who  dar'd  infult  thy  reign, 
Return  difmay'd  with  cndlefs  fhame, 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpife, 
Shall  from  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name* 

6  So  fhall  thy  children,  freed  from  death, . 
Eternal  fongs  of  honour  raife, 

And  every  future  age  fhall  .tell* 

Thy  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace. 

P    S    A.I.    M       LXXX. 

The  Church's  Pi  oyer  under  AjfiiRion  ;  or,  the    Vineyard. 

of  G$J  wafted. 
i  f^i  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 

\jy  Who  didft  between  the  cherub*  d *»«•!!<» 


P    S    A    L     M      LXXX.  j4f 

And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep,  i 

Safe  through  the  defert  and  the  deep. 
£  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert  now, 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  through  ;  . 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  fig-h  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hafts  obey2 
How  long  ihall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain,  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  lhall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore,      . 
We  Ihall  be  fav'd  and  iigh  no  more. 

Pause     I. 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  fhoor, 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ; 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look,  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  fences  wafte  r 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  every  beaft  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almightv  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  ; 
Turn  u>  to  thee,  thy  love  reltore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 
Pause     II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  waft  its  ftrength  and  glory  too  j 
Atrack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  branch  of  promife  rofe. 
io  Fair  branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  fhoot 
From  David's  ftock,  from  Jacob's  root  ; 
Himfelf  a  noble  vine,  and  we 
The  lefler  branches  of  the  tree  ; 


*4*      PSALM    LXXXL    LXXXIL 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  (hall  ftand 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
"With  power  and  grace  above  the  reft. 

12  Oh  !  for  his  Ukt  attend  our  cry, 

Shine  on  thy  churches  left  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fiiall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXI.     i,  8— 16. 

Iht  Warning  of  God  to  hh  Ptof/c  ;  or,  Spiritual  BUffr 

ingz  and  Pumjhmentu 

1  OiNG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
|^_)  And  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 

God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  Cod  ; 
Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 

2  *'  From  idob  falfe  and  vain, 

44  Preferve  my  rites  divine  ; 
,(  I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chain 
**  Of  flavery  and  of  fin. 

3  **  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 

«  And  I'll  fuppl'y  them  well  ; 
'•  But  if  ye  will  refuge  your  God, 
«  If  Ifrael  will  rebel : 

4  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 

i(  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey, 
*'  And  let  them  run  the  ^dangerous  road, 
**  'Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet  oh  !  that  all  my  faints, 

"   Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
t(  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints,, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

5  m  While  I  deftroy  their  foes, 
«  I'll  richly  feed  my  flock, 
«  And  they  fha'l  tafte  the  frream  that  Sows 
*(  From  their  eternal  rock." 

Psalm     LXXXII. 
God  the  fuprgme  Governor  ;    or,  Magijirates  ivarnrfk 
I      A    MONG  th'  affemblies  of  the  great 
j[~jL  A  greater  ruler  takes  his  feat  ; 


PSALM      LXXXIII.  m 

The  God  of  heaven  as  judge  furveys 
Thore  gods  on  earth  and  all  their  ways. 
2.  Why  will  ye  frame  oppreffive  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th'  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vex  the  faints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  | 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  i 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  fhall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
PofTefs  his  univerfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod ; 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  oar  God. 

Psalm    LXXX1IL 
A 'Complaint  againji  Prefecutors> 
l      A    ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
L\,    Perpetual  nlence  keep  ; 
The  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  fleep  ? 
-2  Behold  what  curfed  fnares 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread  ; 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  ones, 

Their  counfels  they  employ, 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 

^  (l  Come,  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
u  Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain^ 
"  Nor  memory  fhall  be  found," 

5  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  : 
Give  them  like  forefts  to  the  fire, 
Or  ftuble  to  the  wind 

6  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lord, 
And  make  them  feck  thy  name  | 


144  PSALM    LXXXIW 

Or  elf*  their  ftubbom  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  fhame. 

7  Then  fhall  the  nations  know 
Thy  glorious,  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  fove reign  Lor<2. 

P  s  a  l  m    LXXXIV.     Flrji  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  TUafure  of  Publi:  Wcrjhif. 

7   T  TOW  pleafanr,  how  divinely  fair, 
I  \    O  Lord  of  holts,  thy  dwellings  arc  ! 
With  long  defire  my  fpirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  affemblies  of  thy  faints. 

a  My  flefh  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  {or  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  mould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  arvd  thee. 

3  The  fparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  young  provides  a  neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
Thatpleafure  which  his  children  want  } 

4  Bleft  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  above  the  iky  ; 
Thy  brighteft  glories  fhine  above, 
And  all  their  work,  is  praife  and  love. 

5  Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  giacc  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  feek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praife. 

4  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
God  is  their  ftrength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  hclptr  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength, 
Till  all  fhall  meat  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
Ahd  join  in  nobler  worfhip  there. 


P    S    A    L     M      LXXXIV.  HS 

T  s  a  l  m    LXXXIV.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre- 
God  and  his  Church  ;   or,  Grace  and  Glory. 

x  /"^1  REAT  God  attend,  while  Zion  rings 
\JT  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings  4 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  -earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

z  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaner!  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  fhield,  he  guards  ©ur  way 
■From  all  th'  aflaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  with-holds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

£  Oh  God,  our  King,  whofe  fovereign  fway 
The  glorious  hofts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 
Bleft  is  the  man  thattrufts  in  thee. 

F  s  A  l  m     LXXXIV.    ver.  I,  2,   3,   ro. 

Paraphrafed  in  Common  Metre. 

Delight  on  Ordinances  of   IVotfiiip ;  or,  God  frefsnt   in 

his   Churches. 
x   1^  /TY  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
J_Va  To  which  thy  God  reforts  ! 
JTis  newen  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
z  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  ikies 
His  faving  power  difplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 
3  With  his  rich  gifts  th,e  heavenly  Dove 
Defcends,  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Chrijl  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  fheds  abroad  his  grace. 
N 


145  B    S    A    L    M      LXXXIV. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  fecrets  of  thy  will  : 
And  ftill  we  leek,  thy  mercies  there, 
Andfing  .thy  praifes  ftill. 

P    A    V    S    E. 

5  My  heart  and  fle£h  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

6  The  fparrow  builds  her  felf  a  neft, 

And  flitters  no  remove  ; 
Oh  make  mc  like  the  fparrows,  b^ft. 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fetoae  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joy§. 
g  Lord,  at  thy  threfhold  I  would  wait, 
While  Jefus  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  ftate, 
Among  the  tents  of  fin. 
5  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  land3 
And  the  more  boundlefs  fea, 
For  one  bleft  hour  at  thy   right  hand 

I'd  give  them  both  away. 
Psalm    LXXXIV.     As  the  148th  Pfalm. 
Longing  for  the  houfe  of  God. 
2   TT     ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
[__j  How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  me  j 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afpirei 
With  warm  de  fires 
To  fee  my  God. 
t  The  fparrow  for  her  young 
W    '  oleafure  feeks  a  neft, 
An  1  v  mder  nj  f  wallows  \ong 
And  find  their  wonted  reft  ; 


P  ■    S     A    L    M      LXXXV.  r# 

My  fpirit  faints 
With  equal  zeal 
To  rife  and  dwell 
Among  thy  faints. 

3  O  happy  fouls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ; 
G  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  fervice  there  ! 

They  praife  thee  ftiil ; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zi-jrii  hill. 

4  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength? 
Thro'  this  dark,  vale  of  tears, 

Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears  } 

0  glorious  feat 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
.Cur  willing  feet  ! 

P       A  ■■      V       S       E, 

r-  To  fpersd  one  facred  day, 
Where  God  and  faints  abide. 
Affords  diviner  joy 
Than  thoufand  days  befide  : 
Where  God  re  forts, 

1  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 
Than  mine  in  courts. 

5  God  is  our  fun  arid  fhield, 
Oar  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  rili'd' 
We  draw  our  b!eXings  thence  ; 

He  ihall  beftow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace 

And  glory  too. 
7  The  Lord  his  people  loves'  ; 
His  hand  no  good  with-helds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approve^ 
From  pure  and  picus  fouls  t 


348        .PSALM      LXXXV 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hofts, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 
Psalm    LXXXVf  Fer.  x— 3.  Tirfi  Tart. 
Waiting  for  an  Anjioer  to  Prayer  \  or,    Deliverance  be- 
gun and  ccmpleated. 
1   TT     OPvD,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  ; 
Jf,    j  Thou  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Ifrael  finn'd, 
And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home. 

2.  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  fre?., 
And  made  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  falvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  : 
We  wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  vice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  : 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  people  peace  : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 

Left  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

Psalm     LXXXV.     Ver.   9.  &c.    Second  Part. 

Salvation  by  Chrift. 

1  QALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

{^  The  fouls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace  defcending  from  on  high 
Frefh  hopes  of  glory  fhall  aftord. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven  j 
Sy  his  obedience  fo  complete 
Juftice  is  pleas'd.  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  fhall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  agairs, 

And  heavenly  influence  olefs  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before. 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  Gci  ; 


PSALM      LXXXVI.  LXXXVII.  149 

Our  wandering  feet  ibali  (tray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  fteps,  and  keep  the  road. 

Psalm     LXXXVI.     Ver.  S— 13. 

A  General  Song  of  Praife   to  GOD, 
I      A    MONG  the  princes,  earthly  goes, 
y~\    There's  none  hath  power  divine  . 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  I>ord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

z  The  nations,  thou  hafc  made  mall  bring 
Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doit  wondrous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I.  would  walk  with  holy  feet. 
Teach  me  thine  heavenly  ways, 
And  all  my  wandering  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  father's  praife. 
A  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  thofe  lweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  finking  fouj 
Rofe  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

P  S  A  L   M     L XX XVII. 

The  Church  the  Birth  Place  of  the  Saints  ;   or  Jews  And" 

Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrifiian  Church, 
I   f^  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

\JT  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praife  ; 

He  lik'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 

But  ftill  in  Sion  loves  to  dwell. 

%  His  mercy  vifits  every  houfe, 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows  ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  flay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 

3  What  glories  weredefcrib'd  of  old  1 
What  wonders  are  in  Si  on  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  au*  God  belqw, 
Thy  fame  fhail  Tyre  and  Egypt  know, 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  jpibt 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  5 
N3 


to  PSALM      LXXXVII 

Angels  an  J  men  ihalljoin  to  ling. 
Tiie  hill  where  living  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  account 
Or  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 
A»  one  new-born  and  nourifh'd  there. 

Psalm     LXXXVIIL     As  the  113^ 

Lofs  of  Friends,  and  abfence  of  Divine  Grace. 

1    /^\    GOD  of  my  fah'3tion,  hear 

\^Jf   My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  it  ill  employ  my  waiting  breath  ; 
My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fovereign  power  to  fave 
From  dark  defjpair  and  lafting  death. 

z  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  fo'u!, 
And  waves  of  forrows.  o'er  rne  roll, 

While  duft  and  fileiice  fpread  the  gloom;. 
My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
The  dear  companions  of  my  ways, 
Defcend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 

3  As,  loft  in  lonely  grief,  I  tread 
The  mournful  manfioas  of  the  dead-, 

Or  to  forne  throng' d  aflembly  go  ; 
Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgot  and  there  unknown, 

The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  And  why  will  God  neg'eft  my  call  ? 
Or  who  lhall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ! 
Camduft  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord  ? 
Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  harp  with  heavenly  quires  ? 

5^  Yet  through  each  melancholy  day, 

I've  pray'd  to  thee,  and  ftiii  will  pray, 

Imploring  ftiii  tfey  kind  return — 
But  oh  !   my  friends,  my  comforts,  fled^ 
And  all  my  kindred  of  the  deal 

SLtcal  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn. 


P     S     A     L     M      LXXXIX.  151 

Psalm    LXXXIX.     Firft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Covenant  made  ivitk  Ckrijl  ;  o(,.the  tiue  David, 
I  T?OREVER  fhall  rny  fong  record ' 

r    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  \ 

Mercy  and  truth  forever  itand 

Like  heaven  eftablifhfd  oy  his  hand. 

Z  Thus  Co  his  Son  he  i'ware  and  faid, 
"  With  thee  my  covenant  firft  is  made  ; 
"  In  thee  lhall  dying  (timers  live  ; 
"  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3   li  Be  thou  my  prophet;  thou  my  priefr, 

"  Thy  children  fhall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

"  Thou  art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throne . 

f<  Shall  rtand  eternal  like  my  own. 
4,  u  There's  none  oi  ail  my  fons- above? 

"  So  much  my  image  01  my  love  ; 

M  Celeftial  powers  thy  fubjecls  are, 

"  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 
j:  u  David)  my  feryant,;  whom  I  chofe 

u  To  guard  my  flock,  to  cruih  my  foes  ; 

'*  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Yew'/a  throne, 

'<  Was  but  a  fhadow  of  my  Son." 
9  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  ling, 

ye/us  her  faviour  an&her  king  : 

Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  Ihow,  . 

And  faints  declare  his  worke  below. 
P  s  a  l  M     LXXXIX.   Tirji  Part.   Com,  Metre. . 
The  Fazthfulnefs  of  God. 

I    1\  /T-Y  never-ceafing  fong  fhall  ihow 

JlVjL"  The  merc'es  of  ^  Lorci ; 

And  make  fucceeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  bis  word. 

a  .The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 

And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  once, 

Th'  eternal  grace  is  fur-e. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  D.ivid  held  i 

The  promis'd  Jevji/i  throne 


i52  PSALM      LXXXIX, 

But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  fon. 

4  His  feed  forever  fhall  poffefs 

A  throne  above  the  fkies  ; 
The  meaneft  fubje&s  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  of  hofts,  thy  wondrous  ways 

"Are  lung  by  faints  above  ; 
And  faints  on  earth  their  honours  ra£e 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

Psalm    XXXXIX.  7,  &c.     Second  Tart. 

The     Power     and   Majejiy    of   God  ;     or   Reverential 
F/orJJiip. 

1   "Y  Y7"1TH  reverence  let  the  faints  appear, 
\\       And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2,  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

Aow  bright  thine  armies  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  pole  and  Stuthern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  day  from  Eaji  to  IVeji 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controuj, 

And  rule  the  boifterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  fleep. 

3  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine^ 
And  the  dark  world  of  hell  j 
They  faw  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fhine 
When  Egypt  durit  rebel. 
•  juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ! 
Whrte  truth  and  mercy  joinM  in 
Invite  us  sear  thy  face. 


P     5     A     L     M      LXXXIX.  153 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     15,  &c.     Third  V»rt; 
A  blejfed  Gejpel. 

1  T^LEST  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
J£j  The  gofpel's  joyful  found  ! 
Peace  fhall  atteud  the  path  the  go, 
And  light  their  fteps  furround. 

■2,  Their  joy  fhall  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
And  fills  their  foes  with  fhame. 

3  The  Lord  cur  glory  and  defence 
Strength  and  falvation  gives  ; 
Jfratiy  thy  king    forever  reigns- 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

Psalm     LXXXIX.  19,  &c.  Fourth  Part. 

ChrijVs  meditarial  Kingdom  ;   or,  his  divine  and  humane 
Nature. 

1  TTEAR  what  the  Lord  invifion  faid, 
1*1    And  made  his  mercy  known  : 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"   On  my  almighty  Son. 

Z,  Behold  the  man  my  wifdorn  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  race  : 

His  head  my  holy  oil  o'eiflows, 

With  full  fupplies  of  grace. 

3  High  fhall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  king  ; 
My  arm  fhall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  ftill  new  fubjedts  bring. 

4  My  truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way 

With  mercy  by  his  fide  ; 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 
He  fhall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God, 

He  mail  forever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Ion. 


T54  PSALM      LXXXIX> 

i  My  firft-born  fon  array'd  in  grace, 
At  my  right  hand  fhall  fit, 
Beneath  him  angels  kruw  their  place, 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet.   . 
7  My  covenant  Hands  forever  faft, 
My  protmi'es  are  ftrong  : 
Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  fhall  lait, 

His  feed  endure  as  long. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  30,  &c  Tifth  Part. 
The    Covenant    of    Grace    un-hangeabk  j     or,  Jtffli&iurr 
without  Rzjeftiov. 

x   XTET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David' %  race, 
jf        The  children  of  my  fon, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace 
And  ternpr  mine  anger  down. 
Z  Their  fins  I'll  1  i :  1 1  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their  folly  fmart  ; 
But  I'll  pot  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  wtiat  eternal  love  bath  fpoke, 
Eternal  truth  fhall  bind. 

4  Once  have  1  fworn,  (I  need  no  mere) 

Ani  plelg'd  my  holinefs. 
To  feal  the  (rcred  promife  fure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  fun  (hall  fee  his  offspring  rife 

And  fpread  from  fea  to  lea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  ikies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  thatru'es  the  nigbt 

His  kingdom  fhall  endure, 
Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  fhade  and"  light 

Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.    47,  Sec.  Sixth  PaYL 
Long  Metre 
Mortality   and  Ihf>t. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
I   "O  EMEMBER  Lord,  our  mortal  fta^, 
_|\^  How  ^ra^  our  ltfci  how  foQit  dur  date  i 


?    S    A    L    M      LXXXXX.  |$| 

Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difeafe,  fecure  from  death. 
£>  Lord,  while  \yt  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefli  and  ftrength  repine  and  cry> 
"  Muft  death  forever  r^ge  an.d,  r.eign  .1 
"  Or  haft  thou  made  mankind  in  vain," 

.3  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juft  ? 
Are  not.lhy  fervants  turn-d  to  duft  ? 
But  faith  forbids  tbefe  mournful  fighs? 
And  fees  the  fleepijlg  djift  arife. 
4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 
P  s  a  i  m     LXXX1X,     47,  &c.  Laji^sri, 
As  the  113th  Pfalm, 
Life^  Death,  and  the  Refurre&ior.. 

a  ^THHINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 

jL      How  few  his  hums,  how  fhort  his  fpan  ! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  % 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againftthe  bold  .demand's  of  death 
With  fkill  to  fly,  cr  power  to  fave  ? 
$>  Lord,  fliall  it  be  forever  faid, 

rt  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  ficknefs,  forrow  and  the  duft  V 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
•Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  ? 
3  Haft  thou  not  promised  to  thy  fon, 
And  all  his  feed  a  henvenly  crown  ? 

But  fiefh  and  fenfe  indulge  difpair  ; 
.Forever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  refurreclion  there. 

^  Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain  ; 
Xet  all  below,  and  all  above, 


i56  !p    SAL     M      XC\ 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
And  each  repeat  their  loud  Atnen. 

Psalm     XC.  r— 5  TirftTarr, 
Man  Mortal,  and  GOD  Eternal. 

A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 
1   nP^HRO'  every  age,  eternal  God, 

J^       Thou  art  our  reft,  our  fafe  abode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  foot-ftool  laid. 

£  Long  had'ft  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dull  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 
And  long  thy  kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  fhall  be  no  more, 

3  But  man,  weak,  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of,  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Ret urn ye  /inner s,  toyour  dufi. 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 
Like  yellerday's  departed  light  ; 
Or  the  laft  watch  of  ending  night. 

Pause. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  ftream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  \ 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour.] 

6  [Our  age  to  feventy  years  is  fet  ; 

How  fhort  the  time !   how  frail  the  fxate  I 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  figh,  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  oh  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ! 

Thy  wrath  awakes  pur  humble  dread.  \ 
We  fear  the  power  that  ftrikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  the  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 


PSALM      XC.  1ST 

Psalm     XC,  i~ 5  Firfi  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Man  Frail  and  God  Eternal,, 

I   ^"*VUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft> 
\J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  ihelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

t  Beneath  the  fhad^w  of  thy  throne 
Thy  faints  have  dwelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  ftood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlailing  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  xvord  commands  our  flefh  to  duft? 

Ketu-  n  ye  fons  of  men  ; 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight. 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rifing  dawn. 

6  [The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  • 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
S  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  ftand 
Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light  ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night. 
9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paftp 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 


r<^  PSALM      XC. 

Ee  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 

And  our  eternal  home. 
P  s  a  L   U  XC.   8,  II,  2,10,12.    Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 
Infirmities  and  Mortality  the  (feci  of  Jin  ;   or,    Lift)    old 

Agt  •,  and  Preparation  for  Death. 
I   "1 '     OE.D,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 
,1   j     And  juftice  grow  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 
Z  Thine  angers  turns  our  frame  to  duft  5 
By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loll 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amufement  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  fong  ; 
By  fori  ft  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 

To  three  fcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals  with  laborious  ftrife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thefe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road. 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 

Oh  let  our  fweet  experince  prove 

The   mercies  of  thy  thione. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  a£t  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
Psalm     XC.     Ver.  13,  Sec.     Third  Tart- 
Common  MeTe. 
Breathing  after  Heaven. 
I  TJ  ETURN,  O  Goi  of  love,  return  j 
j\^    Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  : 


•PSALM      XC.  XCL  15* 

Kow  long  mall  we  thy  children  mourn 

Our  abfence  from  thy  face  ? 
Let  heaven  fucceeu  our  pumfui  years, 

Let  fin  and  forrow  ceafc, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 
;  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  (how, 
Make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  mall  our  fculs  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 
I  Then  mail  we  ihine  before  thy  throne 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  fervice  we  had  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 
s  s  a  l  m     XC.     Ver.   5,     10,    12,    Short  Metre, 
The  Frailty  and  Shortnefs  of  Life. 

LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece  H 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  deierves  the  name  ! 
>   Abs,  the  brittle  clay 

lhat  built  our  body  firft  ! 
And  every  month  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering,  back  to  duit. 
?  Our  moments  fly  apace. 
Our  feeble  powers  decay, 
Swifc  as  a  flood  our  haify  days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 
[.  Yet,  if  our  days  muft  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight, 
We'll  fpend  them  ail  inwifdom's  way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 
J  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempeifuous  fea  ; 
Soon  we  thalireacn  the  peaceful  fhcie 
Of  b left  eternity. 

P   s    A    L    M      X'Cf.  I  —  7    Firfl  Part. 
Safety  and pubic  Difeafes  and  Dangers 

HE  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
Shalllfiidanioilfecure  abode  ^ 


'«0  P    S    A     L     M       XCI. 

Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  there  at  night  lhail  reft  his  head. 
Z  Then  will  I  fay,  «  my  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  ana  my  tower  : 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dull 
"  Make  thine  Almighty  arm  my  truft." 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  the  from  the  fowler's  fnare  ; 
From  Satan's  wiles,  who  frill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

4  Juft  as  a  hen  prot«cls  her  brood, 

From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blood, 
The  Lord  his  faithful  fains  fhall  guard, 
And  endlefs  life  be  their  reward. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  p<-ftilential  fire  ; 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  a  healthful  fhade. 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
P„ife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
Ifrael  is  fafe  :  the  psifoned  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Ifrael  s  God  be  there. 

Pause. 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fider 
Around  thy  path  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves 
Amongft  the  dead,  amidit  the  graves. 

i  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  careful  eye 
Paft  all  the  doors  of  'Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fword, 
Receive  commiffion  from  the  Lord, 
To  fhike  his  faints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  aie  blcft. 

10  The  fword,  the  peftilence,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  belt  defire  ; 
From  fins  and  forrows  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 


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Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place.,. 
And  try,  and  trull  his  care. 

z  No  ill  mall  enter  where  you  dwell  5 
Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  to  hcl!3 
'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  fleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  fhaU  bear  you,  left  you  fail 

And  dafh  againft  the  ftones  ; 

Are  they  not  fervants  at  his  call, 

And  Cent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

5  Adders  2nd  lions  ye  fhall  tread  j 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat: 
He  that  hath  broke  the  ferpent's  head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet, 

6  (i  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  love, 

"  l'llfave  them  (faith  the  Lord  ;) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above 
"  Deftrudtion  and  the  fvvord.     . 

j  u  My  grace  fhall  anfwer  when  they  call, 
"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
"  My  power  fhall  help  them  when,  they  fall,? 
ii  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

3  "  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  have  kupwn; 
"  I'll  honour  them  in  heaven  ; 
u  There  my  falvation  fhall  be  mown, 
**  And  endle-fs  JLife  be  given," 

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t6i  P    S    A    L    M      XCII. 

Psalm     XCII.  Firft  ?a>t. 

A  Pfa/m  for  the  Lord's  Day 

1  O  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praife  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  fing» 
To  fhew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

Z  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facied  reft, 
No  mortal  care  (hall  feize  my  breaft, 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  found. 

3  My  heart  (hall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  works,  and-blefs  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  mine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !   how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  j 
Like  grafs  they  flouriih,  'till  thy  breath 
Blaft  them  in  everlaltir.g  death. 

5  But  I  lhall  mare  a  glorious  part 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
And  freih  Supplies  of  joy  are  fhed 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Sin  (my  worit  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  : 
My  inward  foes  iha'l  ail  be  flair., 
Nor  fatan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  lhall  I  fee  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  defu'd,  or  winVd  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
PSALM      XCII.  ttr.    iz,  ftff.  Second  Par I 
TJi2  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 
3   "T     ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
\  i  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  cedar,  freih.  and  green. 

2  There  gro'.v  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Bleft  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 


PSALM      XCIII*  163 

Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 
Yield-  fiich  a  comely  fight  as  thefc 

3  The  plants  of  grace  mail  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  muft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  themflouriih  ftrong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age  they  fhew, 
The  Lord  is  holy  juft  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  ihall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIII.  lit  Metre.     As  the  xooth  Pfalm, 
The  Eternal  and  the  Sovereign  God, 
J    'TEEOVAH  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light, 
J    Girded  with  majefty  and  might  : 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 
Still  on  its  firffc  foundation  Hands. 

2  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  was  made 
Or  had  its  firit  ioundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eter.-lil  ages  ftood, 
Thyfelf  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  rage  againlt  the  fkies, 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high  1 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  (hall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promife  ftand  forever  fure  ; 
And  everlafting  holiuefs 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace, 

P  s  a  l  m     XCIII,    2d   Metre.     As  the   old  50th 

Pfalm. 
3   r  I  ""HE  God  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  j 
J^       His  re  bes  of  ftate  are  ftrength  and  majefty ', 
Tnis  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  hiswurd  and  'ftablifh'd  by  his 
Long  ftood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King  :  Thy  foes  in  vain. 
Raife  their  rebellions  to  eppofe  thy  isign  > 


164  PSALM       XCIII. 

In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  theh^waves  again  ft  the  Ikies } 
Foaming  a;  heaven  they  rage  with  wild  commotion 
But  heaven's  high  arches  fcorn  the  fuelling  ocean 

3  Ye  terapefts  rage  ns  more  ;  ye  floods  be  ftill, 
And  the  wad  world  fubmiifive  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth  h.is  church  rr.ufc  ever  ftand  ; 
Firm  are  his  protaifes,  and  ftrong  his  hand  ; 
See  his  own  fon?,  when  they  appear  before  him> 
Bow  at  his  Fobt-ftool,  and  with  tear  adore  him. 

F  s  A   l   M     XCIII.     3d  Metre, 

At  the  old  1 2 2d  Pfalm. 

i  H|  *Hfc  Lord  Jehavah  reigns, 

\        And  royal  ftate  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  : 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  fovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majeily  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  command;: 

The  world  fecurely  Hands, 
And  fkies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  j 

Thy  throne  was  fixton  high 

Ere  flars  adorn'd  the  Iky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  croud, 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  fight, 
And  daih  like  waves  againft  the  fhcre. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  al)  their  power  engage, 
Let  {welling  tide^  affault  the  iky  j 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  bear  their  madnefs  down  ; 
Thy  throne  forever  ftands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  ocw, 


PS    A    L    M      XCIV,  165 

There  iix'd  thy  church  fhall  ne'er  remove  j 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  ring  thine  everlafting  love. 

Re-peat  the  fourth  Stanza  to  complete  the  Tune. 
Psalm     XCIV.  1,  2,  7—14.  '&&  Part. 

Saints  chajiifedj  and   Sinners    defrayed  ;  or,    lnfrui~lii£ 
Jiff  icl  ions. 

3  f~\  God  !  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
\J  Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  fovereign  power  redrefs  ©ur  wrongs, 
Let  juftice  fmite  the  proud. 

S  They  fay, "   Ihe  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  ;'* 
When  will  the  vain  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  r 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  (hall  feel  his  power  ; 
His  wrath  (hall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain 
In  fome  furprifing  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentfer  road  ; 
Thy  providence,  thy  facred  book  . 
Shall  make  them  kaow  their  God, 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  duty  diaw  ; 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  cafr  off  his  faints, 

Nor  his  own  promiie  break ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  fake. 

Psalm     XCIV.  ver.   16 — 23.  Second  Part. 

God  our  Support    and    Gomfort  ;  or     Deliverance  fr$*r. 

Temptation  aud  Perfecution. 

I  TI THO  will  arife  and  plead  my  right 
V  V       Againft  my  numerous  foes  I 


16$  PSALM      XCV. 

While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppofe. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Sultain'd  my  fainting  head  ; 
My  life  had  now  in  fileiice  dwelt, 
My  foul  amongft  the  dead. 

3  Alasmyjlidingfeet  !  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promife  bore  me  up, 
Thy  grace  ftood  conftant  by  my  fide, 
And  rais'd  my  finking  hope. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts. 

Within  my  bofcm  roll, 
Thy  boundiefs  love  forgives  my  fault s> 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

jj  powers  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  ikies, 
He  will  defend  my  caufe. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aload, 
Let  bold  Mafphemers  feoff  ; 
The  Lord  our  God  (hail  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  dinners  off. 

P  s  a  l  M     XCV.    Common  Metre. 
A-  Ffaim  before  Prayer. 

j    OING  to  the  Lord,  Jc'-.ovah's    name, 
]^  And  in  his  firength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 

And  pfalms  of  honour  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundiefs  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  lev  angeL  k'now, 

How  mean  their  natur< 
Thofe  gods  on  h  >w, 

When  once  co.i. 
.-  '-    tli,  vath  it*  I  deep, 

Lie    in  his  fp^ciovu  h 


PSALM      XCV,  167 

Ke  nVd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  muft  ftand. 

.5  Come,  and   with  humble  fouls  adore, 
Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  1 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 
And  waits  for  your  rcqueft  ; 
Come,  left  he  rouze  his  wrath,  and  fwear. 
ii   Ye  J?: all  not  fee  my  reji." 

Psalm     XCV.     Short  Metre, 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon. 

3  ^""lOME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
\^/  And  hymns  of  glory  fing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fovereign  God3 
The  univerfel  King. 

3.  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  j 
He  gave  the  feas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  folid  ground. 

3  Come,  worihip,  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
.  Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choices, 
•     And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace? 
And  hearts  grow  hard  like  ftubborn  Jew; 
That  unbelieving  race. 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengsance  dreft 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
ie   You  that  deffife  my  fromis'd  rejl3 
Shall  have  no  fortiori  there.1* 


1 68         PSALM       XCV.  XCVI. 
Psalm     XCV.     r,  2,  3,  6— rt.  Long  Metre. 
Canaan  hjl  though  Unbtlicf  ;   or,  a  Warning  to  delaying 

Sinners. 
x   /~"10M£  let  our  voices  join  to  rails 

\^/  A  facred  fong  of  idem n  praife  ; 

God^  is  a  fovereign  King  ;  rehearfc 

His  honour  in  exalted  verfe. 
2.  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 

Who  fram'dour  natures  with  his  word, 

He  is  our  fhepherd  ;  we  the  fheep 

His  mercy  choie,  his  paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifraei  knew. 

4  Ifraei,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  Hoxufalfe  they  pr  we  ! 
"   Forget  my  power,  ahufe  my  Jove  ; 

"   Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  Ifiuear, 
*(    Their  feet  Jh*H  never  enter  there." 

6  [Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  viewthofe  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  offer' d  giace  to  day, 

Nor  lofe  the  biefungs  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promised  reft, 
Obey,  and  be  forever  bleft.] 

Psalm     XCVI*  2,  10,  tefc.  Common  Metre. 
Chrijf '5  jirji  and  fecund  Coming. 

\    QJING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
j[3  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
H.s  new  difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 
a  Say  to  the  nations,  J  ejus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 


PSALM       XCVIL  J*. 

Hi?  power  the  finking  world  fuftainsj 
And  grace  furrounds  his  throne- 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful da/j 

joy  through  the  earth  be  Teen  ; 
Let  cities  fhine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  ia  cheerful  gre  jn. 

4  The  joyous  earth,  the  bending  fide* 

His  glorious  train  difplay  ; 
Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  vallics  riCs^, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  come  C4  bkfe 

The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufjieXs 
And  fend  his"  truth  abroad, 

6  Kis  voice  fhal-1  raife  the  Numbering ■  &2*$T 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near  ; 
But  how  will  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear  ! 
P  s  a  l  m     XCVIL     As  the  Yii$\?Cz\m- 

T'u   God  of  tki    Grntiic^ 

1    T    TT  all  the  earth  their  voices  rah"?, 
^    j  To  ling  the  choiccit  pfslm  of  praife-j 

To  fing  and  blefs  Jfejbovak's  name  : 
Kis  glory  let  '.he  heathens  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  fhow, 
And  ail  his  faring  works  proclaim, 

£  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 

The  wondering  nations  read  thy  wori> 
But  here  j^hva':'^  nirre  is  known  ; 
Nor  (hall  our  worth ip  e'er  be  paid 

Te  god*  which  mortal  hatrds  have  made  ; 
Our  maker  is  our  God  alone 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  bulk  the  iky, 
He  made  the  Alining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns' complete  in  glory  there  ; 
His  beams  are  majefty  and  light; 
K;s  beauties  how  divinely  bright  I 
His  femph  haw  divinely  fair! 
P 


170  PSALM     XCVII. 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  (hall  feel  his  faving  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  ihall  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
Psalm     XCVII.   1—5.     Firji  Tart. 
Ckriji  reigning  in  Heaven,  and  coining  to  "Judgment 

2  TTE  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  1 
Xi.  Praife  him  in  evangelic  ftrains  : 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diflant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

2.  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  furround  : 
Jultice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

■:   In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombSj 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 

4  His  enemies.with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  Tight,  and  fhun  the  cay  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm     XCVII.     6—9.     Second  TarU 
ChrijPs  Incarnation. 
I  'T^HE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 
X.       His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  ftar  directs  the  road 
Of  Eajlern  fages  to  their  God. 

z  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkie«, 
Go,  worlhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  tlfcsir  own  worfhippers  confound  : 

But  Zion  fhall  his  glories  fing, 

And  earth  confefs  her  fovereign  King- 


P    S    A    L    M      XCVII.  171 

P   s   A  L   M      XCVII.      Third  Pari. 
Grace  and  Glory. 

1  r  I  ^H'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 

JL       O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fky  ; 
Though  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  feat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  fin  and  fhame  : 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown  : 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harvc-ft  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  foul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holinefs. 

Psalm     XCVII.  3,5—7,   n.   Corn.*  Metre, 
Chriji's  Incarnation  and  the  lajt Judgment* 

1  "T     ET  earth,  with  every  ifle  and  fea 
J[  j  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 

His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  lo  plains. 

2  His  prefence  finks  the  proudeft  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallies  rife ; 
The  humble  fou!  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  haughty  firmer  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  j 

The  idol  gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worfhippers  with  fhame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  fhall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth. 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  fees  fhall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hiils  and  teas  retire  ; 


ijz  PSALM      XCVIIL 

His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
Ani  leave  the  world  in  fire. 

6  Trie  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fowo 
For  faints  in  daiknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpringin  worlds  unknown, 
Anil  a  rich  harveft  bear. 

Psalm     CXVIII.     Tirji  Fart, 
Praife  fcr  the  Goffd. 
%  np'O  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
.f.      New  honours  be  addrefs'd  ; 
His  great  falvation  ihines  abroad., 
And  makes  the  nations  blcft. 

i.  To  Abraham  Aril  he  fpoke  the  word, 
.And  taught  his  numerous  race  ; 
The  Gentiles  own  him  fovereigti  Lords 
And  learn  to  truft  his  grace. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  ail  their  different  tongue?  ; 
And  fpread  the  honrjr  cf  his  aatne 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

Psalm     XC  VI*!.     Sen**  ?«rtt 
The  Mejish's  Gcmi»g  n'td  Kitigdwn. 

i     TOY  to  the  world  ;   tive  Lord  is  come  j 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  every  heart  pt*pafe  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  fing. 
X  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Let  men  their  fongs,employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  for  rows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blefTings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with,  truth  ?>nl  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  rightcoufnefs, 
And  wonders  cf  his  love. 


PSALM       XCIX.  173 

Psalm     XCIX.     Firft  Part* 

Chriji's  Kingdom  a?id  Majejiy, 

I   **  J  "*HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
J_       Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 
Let  Tinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  faints  be  humble  there. 

a  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  {land, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  {lands  his  throne, 

His  honours  are  divine, 
His  church  {hail  make  kis  -wonders  kn«wn* 
For  there  his  glories  mine. 

4  How  holy,  is  his  name  ? 

How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juilice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

Psalm     XCIX.     Second  Part. 
A  holy  God  luorjhipfed  with  Reverence,, 

1  T71  XALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
1^  And  worftiip  at  his  feet  ; 

His  nature  is  all  holinefs, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

2  When  Ifracl  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  pried, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pr ay 'd, 
He  gave  his  peopls  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins  ; 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  grace  is  ftiil  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs, 
And  jcalou*  f«  his  name. 
P  * 


174  PSALM      C. 

P  s  A  l   m     C.     Firft  Metre.     &  flam  Ttknflad 

1'raifc  to  our  Creator. 
i    "^ET'E  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice. 

j£      Before  the  Lord,  your  fovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
\Vith  all  your  tongues  his  glory  ling. 
a  The  Lord  is  God  5   'tis  he  alone. 
Doth  life  and  breath,  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work.,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  (Keep  that  in  his  pafturcs  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  cf  joy, 
With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind, 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  lure  : 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  mall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 
Psalm     C.    Second  Metre.    A  Paraphrase 

I    TJEFORS  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
J£)  Ye  usSfcicws,  bsw  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  ftp  deitroy. 

z  His  fovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  ut  men  : 
And  when  like  wandering  flieeo  we  ftray'd 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  fouls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  Lifting  honours  fhall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ?i 

4  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  tongs,. 
High  as  the  heaven,  our  voices  r  life 

And  earth  with  her  ten  rhoufand  tongwe#, 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife* 
e  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
Sirtn  as  a  rock  thy  truth  rnuft  ftand, 

When  rolling  years  fhall  ccafe  to  move 


PSALM       CX  11'. 

?  s  a  l   m     CI.     Long;  Mfeta®, 
The  MagijirateU  Pfalm. 

I   Ti   .TERCY  and  judgment  are  my  ft»i£» 
iVx   And  ^"Cethey  both  to  thee  belongs 
My  gracious  God.  oiy  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

a  It  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  {"word, 
I'll  take  my  counfel  from  thy  word> 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  heavenly  grace; 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wildomall.  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  nay  God  with  me  refide  ; 
No  wicked  thing  fhall  dweli  with  HS?, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealoufy, 

4  No  fons  of  fiander,  rage  and  fbrife 
S'.iall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  (hall  ne'er  abide. 

£  [I'll  fearch  the  land  and  raife  the  juit 
To  polls  of  honour,  wealth  and  trull  j 
The  men  that  work  thy  .holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favourite  ftill.j 

6  In  vain  {hall  finners  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies  : 
Nor,  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
Shall  bold  offenders  e'er  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew  (that  factious  ban d)^ 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  laud  j; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  reft; 
Where  I  have  power  {hall  be  fuppr^fc, 

Psalm     CI.    Common  Metre, 

A  Pfalm  far  a  Majter  of  a  Family. 

z.    ;/~"VF  juftice  and  of  grace  I  ftng, 
\^/   And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  ind  juftice;  heavenly  King* 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 
&  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  ftrvaat  wife; 


i?6  PSA     L     M      CIL 

I'll  fuffer  nothing  near  me  there 
That  fhall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  nvm  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong 

By  wifehood  or  by  force, 
The  fccrnful  eye,  tlic  flanderous  tongue, 
I'll  thruft  him  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy  ; 
Thefe  are  the  friends  that  I  fhall  truft. 
The  fervants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  fly  deceit 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  lute, 
And  banim  from  my  fight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  fhall  my  houfe  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

Psalm     CII.    i — 13,  20,  Jr.     Fir/}  Pan, 
A  Prayer  of  the  affiiaed. 

1  T  TEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face. 
X~X     Bat  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 

Haft  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  finncrs  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wafted  like  the  fmoke 

Diflolving  in  the  air  ; 
My  ftrength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  finking  in  difpair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag  like  withering  grafe 

Burnt  with  exceflive  heat  : 
In  fecret  groan*  my  minutes  pafs, 
And  I  fo»got  to  eat. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top, 

The  fpanow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildernefs, 

Where  bcafts  of  midnight  howl  5 


p    S    A    X     M       CK.  ?77 

Where  the  fad  raven  finds  Lcr  place, 
And  where  the  fcreaming  ov.i. 

5  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 
Dwell  in  my  tr&ubled  breaft  ; 
While  marp  reproaclies  wound  my  -ear5^ 
Nor  give  my  -fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woe% 
And  tears  are  my  repait  : 
My  daily  bread  like  afhes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  tarte. 

3  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

9  My  looks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear  j 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  evcning-ihadows  are, 
That  vanifh  into  night. 

10  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  eferna'  God  j 
Ages  to  come  mail  know  thy  name, 

And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 
tl  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  mow  thy  face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 

That  long  expected  day. 

iz  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And  by  mifterious  ways, 
Redeems  the  prifoners,  doom'd  to  die, 
i-vnd  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

Psalm     CIL     i% — 21,     Second  Part* 

Prayer  ktzrdy  and  Zion  rejiored 

1  1"     ET  Zion,  and  her  fons  rejoice, 
1    y     Behold  the  promis'd  hour  : 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  vciee. 
And  come;  t'  exalt  his  power.  • 

2  Her  duft  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 


x;8  PSALM      CII. 

Thofe  ruins  fhall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  duft  ihall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem^ 

And  ftand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  fhall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  fovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  prifoners  groan, 
And  fees  their  fighs  arife. 
3  He  frees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  death, 
And  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhan't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  breath 
u  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 
6  This  fhall  be  known  when  we  are  dead^. 
And  left  on  long  record  ; 
That  ages  yet  unbcrn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CII.     23.-28.     Third  T^rt. 
Mart s   mortality^   and  Chri/i's    eternity  ;   or,  Saints  d:e; 

but  Chrijl  and  the  Church  live. 
x  T"T  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 

\_     Weakens  our  ftrengthamidft  the  race  ; 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fh  or  tour  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pr*i", 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 

And  muft  thy  children  die  fo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief 

This  thought  our  forrow  fhall  affur.ge  ; 
t(  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

"  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  every  age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  thefe  heavens  Ihall  fade  : 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  flty 

Like  garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  : 


P    S     A    L    M       CIII.  X7f 

But  ftill  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  highj 

Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 
4  Before  thy  face  thy  church  fhalllive  ; 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  fliall  they  furvive, 

And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm     CUT,  1—7.     Fi^ft  Part.  Long  Metre, 
Blejfmg  God  for  his    Gcodnefs  to  Soul  and  Body9 

z  T3  LESS,  O  my  foul,  the  livin^God, 

J3  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 

a  Blefs,  O  my  feul,  the  God  of  grace  ;  • 

His  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praife  : 
Why  mould  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  filence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  JTis  he,  my  foul,  that  fenthis  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done  : 
He  owns  the  ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives, 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  waiting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  power  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growingtyears  : 
He  fills  our  ftore  with  every  good. 
And  feeds  our  fouls  with  heavenly  food. 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreffor  and  th'  oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  fufferers  reft  : 
But  will  his  juft'ice  more  difplay     • 
In  the  laft  great  rewarding  day. 

7  [His  power  he  fhew'd  by  Mofes'  hands, 
And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  commands  ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son.] 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  5 


:So  PSALM      CIII. 

The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  (hall  join 
In  work  and  worihip  fo  divine. 

Psalm     CIII.    Second  Part.    Long  Me*rc, 

^oi'j   girrth    Chajrifement  ;   or  &j  tender  I  jVrv,    to  to 

FropL-. 
I  ^"I^HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 

How  firm  his  truth  I   how  large  his  grace 
He  takes  hi*  meicy  for  his  thrcne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

5.  Not  half  fa  high  his  power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hepes  we  raifc, 

3  Not  haif  fo  far  hath  nature  p'ae'd 
The  tifing  morning  from  the  weib 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes  : 
The  daily  guilt  of  thoie  he  loves. 

4  How  How  his  awful  wrath  tori'e  ! 
On  fWifter  wings  fr.lvation  flies ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

5  A  mid  it  his  wrath  comparison  mines-; 
His  frmkes  are  lighter  than  our  fin*  : 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  faints, 
His  c^r  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  forts  chaftife, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes  : 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart. 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

Pause. 

•j  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  jufv. 

Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  drub; 

And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofc 

iBeyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftow*. 
3  He  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
•  d  by  every  wind  that  flies  ; 

Like  grnfs  we  fpring.  and  die  as  foon, 

Or  mornir.2  dowers  that  fade  at  nocn- 


PS    A    L     M      CIII.  i8r 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 
To  all  the  faints,  and  (hall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  (hall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 
Psalm     CIII.     Firji  Part.     Short  Metre, 
Praifefor  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies, 

i  /^VH  blefs  the  Loid,  my  foul  ! 
X^J  Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  blefs  his  name, 
Whofe  favours  are  divine. 

2  Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  j 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs ; 
And  without  praifes  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  ke  that  heals  thy  fieknefTes, 
And  makes  the  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ranfom'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell 
Hath  fovereign  power  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  fufferers  reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud* 
And  juftice  for  th'  oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known -j 
But  fent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

Psalm     CIIL     i— i8.     Second  Part,      > 
Short  Metre. 

Abounding  Companion  of  God  ;  or,  Mercy  in  the  midjl  of 

"Judgment. 
I  "Jl  yf*Y  foul,  repeat  hi3  praife, 
XV A   Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  % 
Whole  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate. 


i«i  PSALM      CIIL 

%  God  will  not  always  chide  j 

And  when  his  ftrok.es  are  felt, 
His  ftrok.es  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 

And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  arc  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheit  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  fubiues  our  fms,J 

And  his  forgiving  love 
Far  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 
D^th  all  our  guilt  remove, 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Tothofc  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
i  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scarter'd  with  every  breath  : 
His  anger  like  a  riling  wind 
Can  fend  us  fvvift  to  death. 

j   Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  I 
If  one  fnarp  blaft  fweepo'cr  the.f.eld, 
It  withers  in  an  hour, 

3  But  thy  cornpafuons,  Lord, 
To  cndlefs  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  v/ordi  of  promifc  fure. 

Psalm     CHI.    15—22.     Third  Fart.     Short  Metre. 

God**   uhroe rfal  Dctninkn  j  or,  Angeh  pmife  th$  Lcrd' 

j  *nn*HE  Lord,  the  fovereign  King, 

Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  fky. 
2.  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 
And  fv.Tft  to  d^  his  will, 
Elefs  ye  the  Lord,  whole  voice  ye  hear. 
Whole  pleafure  ya  [ulfi], 


PSALM       CIV.  1S3 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts,  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  churches  -when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praile  they  fing, 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 

Through  his  vaft  kingdom,  fhew, 
Their  maker's  glory,  thou  my  foul, 
Shall  ling  his  graces  too. 

Psalm     CIV. 
The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence 
1  "Ji   /TY  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
jS/JL  Wnen  cloth' d  in  his  celeitial  rays-, 
He  in  full  majefty  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 
Note,    This  Pfalm   may  be  Jung  to    the  Tun",  of  the    Old 
liztk  or  izyth  PJalm,  by  adding    thefe  two    Lines  to 
every  Stanxus  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  what  tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name  ? 
\Otheriui[e  it  mujl  be  Jung  as  the  XOOth  PJaltn.] 
a  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed  ; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  ftorms  a-crofs  the  ikies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  brenth  infpires, 
His  minifters,  are  flaming  hies  ; 
And  fwiff  as  thought  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 
The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd  and  fhall  forever  ftand  : 
Ke  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Left  it'fhould  drown  the  earth  again. 
When  earth  was  ccver'd  with  the  ttocd 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  flood, 
He  thunder' d  and  the  ocean  hei, 
Conhn'd  to  i cs  appointed  bed. 
The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  veins, 
They  fpring  on  hiils  and  drench  the  plain*. 


i*4  PSALM     CIV. 

7  He  bids  the  chryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  vaJlies  as  they  go  ; 
There  gentle  herds  their  thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  ftream  wild  affes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  fhades  the  brink) 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ; 
Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 

And  chide  our  filence  in  his  praife. 
Pause       I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  (towers  j 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  bleiTings  yield. 

10  Ke  makes  the  graffy  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplics  ; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 
To  nourifh  nature,  or  to  cure. 

11  What  noble  fruits  the  vines  produce  ! 
The.  olive  yields  a  pleafing  juice  ; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  genercus  wine, 
His  gifts  proclaim  his  love  divine. 

12  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread, 
He  fills  our  cheerful  (lores  with  bread  ; 
While  food  our  vital  (trength  impair:;, 
Let  daily  praiie  infpire  our  hearts. 

Pause     It. 

13  Behold  the  (lately  cedar  ltands 
Rais'd  in  the  fore  ft  by  his  hands  ; 
Ends  to  the  boughs  for  (belter  fly, 
And  build  their  nefts  fecure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  afcenJs  the  goat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot  ; 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell  ; 
He  gives  them  wlfdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  fcts  the  fun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day* 
Calls  out  wild  beads  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  aik  their  meat  from  God  ; 


PSALM       CIV,  185 

But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 

The  favage  beaft  to  covert  flies. 
X     Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  ; 

The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  : 

Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 

From  tirefome  toil,  and  wafting  grief, 
iS  How  ftrange  thy  works  I  how  great  thy  (kill  I 

While  every  land  thy  riches  fill  : 

Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 

This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee, 

19  Nor  leis  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fifh  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  motions,  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wandering  in  the  paths  below, 

20  There  fhips  divide  their  watery  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  monfters  play  ; 
The  huge  Leviathan  refides, 

And  fearlefs  fports  amid  the  tides. 
Pause     III. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lor  J, 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands, 

22  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  forms. 

,  23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid  they  mourn. 
And  dying  to  their  duft  return  : 
Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  rcfign  ; 
Life,  breath  and  fpirit,  all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  duft  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beafts  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waftes  of  time  andcer.th. 

25  His  works  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 
The  Lojfd  isdre^dfulin  hi   praife 


i35  PSALM       CV. 

.:5  The  earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  ftroke, 
.  And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  imoke  ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  Sovereign  grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wiihes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditation  1  fweet  ; 
Thy  praifes  xhall  my  breath  employ 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy. 

28  While  haughty  finners  die  accur.t, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  duit, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King 
Immortal  Hallelujahs  fing. 

Psalm     CV.     Abridged. 
God's  cov.duSl  of  Ifracl,  end  the  Plagues  of  Egyft. 

1  4f~^1  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
V^JJ"  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fajne, 

That  all  may  fcek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  ages  pari, 

To  numerous  ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  fhali  laft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abraham  and  his  feed, 

And  made  the  blefTing  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promiferead, 
And  find  his  trutn  endure. 

4  "  Thy  feed  mall  make  all  nations  bleft, 

(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
«  And  Canaan's  land  ihall  be  their  reft, 
"  The  type  of  heavenly  joys. 

c  (Hew  large  the  grant  !   how  rich  the  grace  ! 
To  give, them  Canaan's  land, 
When  thev  were  Grangers  in  the  place, 
A  fmall  and  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through,  the  countries  round 
Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 


?    S    A     L-    M      CV.    ^  ig; 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  art:?. 

"  Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong  : 
'<  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  firong.,! 

8  Then  hi  the  world  forbear  ttsragej 

Nor  put  the  c  lurch  hi  fear  : 

Ifrael  mufl  live  through  every  age, 

Andoc  tJi    Ahrt'ohty '-i  care. 

F  A    U    S    E       I, 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  fiij 

And  thusprovok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  fent  at  their  complaint;-, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  ruu. 
io  He  call'd  for  darkneis  :  darknefs  carne- 
Like  an  o*er  whelming  flaed  ; 
He  ttirn'd  each  lake  vnd  every  ftrecrr. 
To  lakes  and  ifreams  of  blood. 
II  He  gave  the  lign,  and  noifome  flies 
Through  the  whole  country  fpread  j 
And  frogs  in  baleful  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 
I z  Through  fields  and  to'  ns  and  palaces 
The  tenfold  vengeance  ,;.-,/  ; 
Locufts  in  f warms  devoured  their  tree.?} 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 
13  Then  by  an  Angelas  midnight  ffroke 
The  flower  of  Mgypt  dv'd  ; 
The  ftrencth  of  every  home  was  broke_> 
Their  glory  and  their  pridei 
24  Now  let  theivotfdfo}  ht        n  rage^ 
Nor  put  thethiirc  11 
ifrael  mujl  live  tkrm  rhjvi 
And  be  th*  Almighty**  .. 

F:A     TJ     S    7 

35  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed* 
And  left  the  hat^d  gtbi 
Rich  with  Egyptian,  fp >ils 
Nor  was  one  feeUe  four 
1 6  The  Lord  himfc'f  chefe  .  /•    -  -.y, 

And  mark'd  their  journies  1 
Give  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  firey  guide  by  night. 


i88  PSALM      CVI, 

17  They  thirft  ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  ft  ill  the  courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the  defert  through. 

18  O  wondrous  ftrcam  !    O  blelTed  type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chriftour  rock  maintains  our  life 
And  aids  our  wandering  race. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 

The  chofen  tribes  poffeft 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 
40   Then  let  the  world forbear  its  ragey 
The  church  renounce  her  fear  j 
Ifrael  mujl  live  through  every  age, 
Jlnd  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

Psalm     CVI.    1—5.     Firji  Part. 
Vrcvjeto  God  j    or,  Communion  -with  Saints, 
•*  >THO  God,  the  great,  the  ever  bleft, 
£        Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addreft  j 
His  mercy  firm  forever  ftands  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 
a  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  (hall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  praife  ? 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  ftill, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 
3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacobs  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  falvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 
^  Oh  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice. 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice ! 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  rear  to  thee. 
Psalm   CVI.' Scgond  Part. -ver.   7,  8,12,    14,43,48- 

Ifrael  pum fried   and  pardoned ;   or,    Cod's  unchartgeabk 

Love. 
3  £^\  OD  of  eternal  love, 

\j[  How  ficXk  aie  our  way5  ! 


PSALM      CVIL  a3? 

And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 

Thy  conftancy  of  grace  ! 
Z  They  faw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 

And  niurmur'd  with  rheir  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  lu'ds  provoke  the  Lord;, 
And  he  reduc'dthenilow. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn' d  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans  ; 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  fons. 

U  There  names  were  in  his  book, 
He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes  ; 
Oft  he  chafiis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  people  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
And  chriftians  join  the  folemn  word, 
Amen  to  all  the  praife, 

P   s   A   L    M      CVIL      Firf  P.Tt. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chrlftians  to  Heaven* 
I    /^1 IVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above, 
\_X  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  lovej 
His  mercy  ages  paft  have  know, 
And  ages  long  to  come  mail  own. 

t  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Ifrael,  the  n?.ticn  v/hom  he  chofe, 
And  refcued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  defert,  wandering  round 
A  wild  and  foiilary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  their  fix'd  abode  j 


3  jo  PSALM      CVII. 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  aflwage 
Their  burning  third,  or  hunger's  rage] 
«|  In  their  diltrefs  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  faviour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  led  their  wandering  march  around, 
And  brought  their  tribes  to  Canaan's  ground 

4  Thus  when  our  firft  releafe  wc  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  fatan's  chain, 
We  have  this  defert  world  to  pals, 

A  dangerous  and  a  tireforoe  place. 
7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  nil  the  way, 
He  gu:des  our  footftep?  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  wah  a  powerful  hand', 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

1  Oh  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodnels  of  the  Lord  ! 

How  great  his  works  .'    how  kind  his  ways  ? 
Let  evsry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm     CVII.     Second  Part. 
Corrections  for  Sin,  and  releafe  by  Prayer. 

J  TTVR.OM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
JP     God  and  his  grace  are  ft  ill  the  fame  ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  fkies  ; 
If  they  reject  his  heaven)?  word, 
And  flight  the  counfeis  of  the  Lord  : 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverance  (hall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  waft*  their  breath 
In  darknefs  and  the  fhades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  fhade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head, 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  cf  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  prifoner*  thiough. 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  foul  relief, 


PSALM      CVII.  s#2 

6  Oh  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !   how  kind  his  ways  i 
Let  every  tongua  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm     CVIL     Third  Part. 

Intemperance  f  unified  and  -pardoned  ;     or,    a    Ffalm  ft» 

tht  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

2  "T  TAIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 

y      Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment  ; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lull  arife  ! 

Z  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  tafte  j 
''Till  2II  his  active  powers  are  loft, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  duft. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meet  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  loads  oppreft 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  released. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  finners  fly 
To  God  for  help  with  earneft  cry  ) 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breathy 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death, 

5  No  med'cines  could  effect  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fecure  : 
The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals,. 

He  fends  his  fovereign  word,  and  heals, 

5  Oh  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offering  prove 
^  How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love, 
Psalm     CVII.     Fourth   Part,     Long  Metre, 

Deliverance  from  Storms  and   Shipiureek  •   or,    the  Sea-* 
men's  Song, 

*    "TTrOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  Gcd, 
yV        His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 
With  the  bold  mariner,  furvey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  tea, 


t$t  PSALM      CVI1. 

a  They  leave  their  native  mores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ! 
'Till  God  commands,  and  tempers  rife 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  fkies. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink,  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  affrights  young  failors  feel, 
And  like  a  daggering  drunkard  reel. 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  mercy  hears  the  loud  addrefs, 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  afiliage, 
And  ftormy  tempefts  ceafe  to  rage  ; 
The  gladfome  train  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  lhore. 

6  Oh  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  fing. 
Psalm     CVII.  Fourth  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  Mariner's   Pfalm. 

i  r"|",HY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
\        That  rule  the  boifterous  fea, 
The  fons  of  courage  mall  record, 
Who  tempt  that  dangerous  way. 

2,  At  thy  commands  the  winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  towering  waves  ! 
The  men  aftonifh'd  mount  the  ikies, 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar, 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath  ; 
And  hopeleft  of  the  diftant  fhore 
Expect  immediate  death.] 


psalm     cvir. 

r-Jhzr.  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cricsi 
He  hears  the  loud  requefr, 
And  orders  iileace  through  the  ikies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  tx>  lofc  their  fears^. 

And  fee  the  ftorms  aJIay'j  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  t 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafc  to  iaa4-j 

Let  ftupid  mortals  know. 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
S  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  graife 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  fes  thy  wondrous,  ways 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

Psalm     CVLL     Lafi  Tart, 
Collnies -planted  ;  otf  Nations  blyl  and ■pun:jh&, 
Z  1|  T  T"HEN  God,  prcvok'd  with  daring  crimes, 
Vf        Scourges  th#  madnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 
a  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  greeny 
Send  fhowery  bleflings  from  the  Ikies  ; 
And  harvefts  in  the  defert  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey;, 
Or  men  aj  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  oppreft  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  piantf 
Whofe  yenriy  fruit  fupplies  their  want  ;  ■ 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  ftpclys* 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks* 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fyi> 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  favage  crew  invades  their  land3, 
Their  prince?  die  by  barbarous  haals, 
E 


»H        *    S    A    L    M      CV1II.  dX 

6  Their  captive  fons,expos'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  defoiation  fpreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nations  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live, 

3  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfe 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  atheifts  ftiall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

.$  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wondrous  dealings  ofthe  Lord  ! 
But  wife  obfervers  ftill  mall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

P  «  a  l  M    CV1IL    Common  Metre. 

A  Song  of  Praife. 
b      A    WAKE,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praifef 
jf"\_  Awake  my  harp  to  fing  ; 
Join  all  my  powers  the  fong  to  raife, 
And  morning  incem'e  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  throughthe  nations  round  ; 
Ghid  fongs  oi  praife  will  I  prepare, 
And  there  his  name  rcfound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  ftarry  train  • 
Difnife  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 
%  So  mall  thy  chofen  fons  rejoice, 
And  throng  thy  courts  above  ; 
While  finners  hear  thy  pardoning  voice> 
And  taile  redeeming  love, 

Psalm     CIX.  ver.  i — 5,  3r. 
Lrve  to  En  emit*  from  the  Example  of  Chrijic 
1  f^S  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
\J  Thy  glory  is  my  fong  ; 
Though  finners  fpeak  againft  thy  grate 
With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 


V -    5    A    L    M      CX,  i$S 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  maa 
Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  flanders  falfe  and  vain 
They  compafs'd  him  rouffd. 
■s  Their  mis'ries  his  ccnx)alucn  moye^ 
Their  peace  he  dill  pu-rfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4,  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 
Yet  with  his  dying,  breath 
He  pray'd  for  murderers  on  his  crofs. 
And  bleiYd  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  (hall  thy  bright  example  Ihiie 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  foal  a -kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  fhall  on  my  fide  engage^ 

And  in  rny  Saviour's  name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  (lander  and  condemn. 
Psalm  CX.     %f  Fart    Long  Metre. 
Cr.r:Ji  exalted}  and  Multitudes  converted  ;   or  the  Su:cer, 
of  the  Gojpd. 

2  njPHUS  God  th'  eteinai  Father  fpake 

_£_     To  Chriit  the  Son  ;■  "  Afcend  arid  fit 
<*  At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  (haH  make 
K  Thy  foes  fubrnivhve  at  thy  feet. 

S  "  From  Z'ion  fliall  thy  word  proc-ed. 

"  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 

«  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 

ii  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  «  That  day  fhall  fher.  thy  povrer  i :  great, 

<{  When  faints  (hall  ^cck  wi^h  ■■.  illing  rriindsj 
And  fmners  croud  thy  temple-gate, 
"  Where  holinef>in  beauty  Giines." 

4  O  bieffed  power  !    O  glorious  day  ! 
What  ahr^  viet'ry  (hall  enfee  ! 
And  converts,  ,v ho  thy  grace  obey-. 
Exceed  the  drop*  of  mcvr:i:-g  dewr 


'0  P    S    A    L    M      CX. 

Psalm    CX.    Second  Part.  Long  MetCS 

T/fe   Kingdom  artd  Pnejihood  cf  Chr-Jt. 

1  -HpHUS  the  great  JL-rd  of  earth  and  fea 

JL     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fvvore  ;- 
u  Eternal  ihall  thy  priefthood  be, 
"  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  molt. 

2  <(  Aaron,  and  all  his  fons  mult  die: 
"  But  cverlailing  life  is  thine, 

*  To  fave  forever  thofe  that  fly 

"  Fi;r  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  M  By  me  Melchifidcc  was  made 

u  Oj  earth  a  king  and  prieft  at  once  : 

"  And  thou,  my  heavenly  prieft  fhalt  plead^ 

M  And  thou  my  king  (halt  rule  my  fons.'* 
4.  Jefus  the  pried  afcends  his  throne, 

while  coanfels  of  eternal  peace, 

Between  the  father  and  the  fon, 

Proceed  with  honour  and  fuccefs. 
5  Through  the  whole  earth  his  icign  fha'I  frneadj 

And  crulh  the  powers  that  dare-  re*  el  : 

Then  Hull  he  jud«;e  the  rrfipg  ilea  I, 

And  fend  the  guilty  work;  to  hell. 
5  Though  while  he  tresis  his  glorious  way, 

He  drinks  the  cup  of  threats  and  blood, 

The  fuflerings  of  that  dr?«.df'jl  clay 

Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

P  s  a  l  m    CX.     Common  Metre. 
GSrjjPi  Kingdom  mtd  Prtt/VuiM. 
2    TESUS,  our  Lord,  afoettd  thy  throne, 
J       And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 
In  Zion  (hall  thypowejf  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubrait. 
%  What  wonders  (hall  thy  golpel  do  ? 
Thy  converts  ihall  furpafs 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew,. 
And  own  thy  fovereign  grace. 

5  God  hath  pronouncda  firm  decree, 
Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 


3*    5    A    L    M      CXj,  k>j7 

«  Eternal  fhail  thy  prieithood  be^ 

"  When  Aaron  is  no  more, 

-4  f{  Melchifedec,  that  wondrous  priclt, 

f*  That  king  of  high  degree, 

"  That  holy  man  who  Abraham  blefi 

"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

5  Jcfus  our  prieft  forever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  : 

Jefus  our  King  forever  give: 

The  bleflings  of  his  love. 

6  God  fhall  exalt  his  glorious  head*, 

And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  ftrike  the  powers  and  princes  dc:.d> 
Who  dire  oppofc  his  reign. 

Psalm     CXI.     Firfi  Pari:, 
The  m/dom  cf  God  in  his  IVoyki. 
t   OONGS  oi  immortal  praile  belong 
l^     To  my  almighty  God  y 
He  has  my  heart  and  he  my  tongue 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 
2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought  ! 
How  gl prions  in  our  fight  ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

2  How  fair  and  beauteous  nature's  frame  ! 
How  wife  th'  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counfels  never  change  the  fcheme 
That  his^fu-jft  thoughts  defign'd. 

#,  When  he  redeem' d  his  chofen  fons, 
He  fix'd  his  covenant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  years  endure. 

J  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fkies? 

Thy  heavenly  fkill  proclaim  ; 
What  ihall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

Eut  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 
"^  To  fear  thy  power,  to  truft  thy  gra;er 

Is  ©vjr  divineft  ftill  ! 

Pv     i 


i  si  P    S    A    L    M      cxr.    CXII. 

And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXI.     Second 
The  PftfiMtoka  cf  God, 

1  ^">REAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  wo>. 
V_T"  Demand  our  r.obleft  fongs  ; 
Let  his  affembled  faints  unite 

Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord,. 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promife  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  cams 

To  feal  his  covenant  fure  : 

Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 

Muft  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  bating  every  fin. 

Psalm     CXIf.     As  the  113th  PCalon 
The  BLjfir^  cf  the  liberal  Man. 

1  f  1  *KAT  mzn  is  bleft  wko  ftands  in  awe 

J|       Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 
His  feed  on  earth  fhall  be  renown'd  ; 

His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  lhall  be, 

An  unexhaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fucceflive  honours  crown'd* 

2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
A  geuerous  pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  chanty  impairs, 
He  favesby  prudence  in  affairs, 
And  thus  he's  ju^t  to  all  mankind. 
■y  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bcftow'JV 
His  glory's  future  harveir  fow'd, 

The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juiV 
Like  a  green  root  revives  and  bears 


PSALM      CXI'I,  iyf 

A  train  of  bleflings  for  his  heirs, 
When  dying  nature  fleep  in  duih 

4  Befet  with  threatening  dangers  round; 
Unraov'd  fhail  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 

His  confcience  holds  his  eourage  up  ; 
The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighteft  i:;  auction's  night  : 

And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  of  grace* 
Pause* 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  lurprife 
H:s  heart  that  fiVd  on  God  relies? 

Though  waves,  and  tempefts  roar  around  % 
Safe  on  a  rock  he  fits,  and  fees. 
The  fhipwreck.  of  his  enemies,. 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd* 
5  The  wicked  (hall  his  triumph  fee? 
Andgnaih.  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft  % 
They  and  their  envy>  pride  and  fpi£e?  . 
Sink  down  to  everlaiting  night, 

And  ail  their  names  m  darknefs  loft. 

Psalm     CXII.  Long  Metre, 
The  BleJ/ingi  of  the  Pious  ami  Charitable, 
3  r  |  "'HRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
1        Loves  his  command,  and  trufts  his  wcrd  j 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend,, 
And  bleflings  to  his  feed  defcend, 
%  Compaflion  dwells  upon  his  mind?. 
To  works  of  mercy  ftill  inclined  : 
He  lends  the  poor  fome  prefentaid? 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,. and  tiding  fpread 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread^ 
His  heart  is  armed  againft  the  fe3r, 

For  God  with  all  his  power  i^there*. 

4  His  fpirit  fix'd  upon  the  Lord 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word  j . 
Amidit  the  darknefs  light  fhall  rife, 
To  cheer  bis  heart  and  felefs  his  eyes, 


fed  PSALM       CXII.    CXIII. 

5  He  hath  difpers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  ftill  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  0:1  earth  fhall  long  remain, 
While  envious  finners  rage  in  vain. 

P  j  A  l    m     CXII.     Common  Metre 
Liberality  rewarded. 
3  T  TAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
J71     And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  rev 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands 

2  As  pitty  dwells  within  his  breaft 

To  all  the  fons  of  need  ; 
So  God  fhall  anfwer  his  requef'. 
With  blefhngs  on  hia  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  fhall  furprife 

His  well-eftablifh'd  mind  ! 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuge  flies* 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 
A  Is  times  of  danger  and  diitrefs 

Some  beams  of  ligkt  fhall  fliine,. 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs,. 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 
e  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  fare  reward. 

Psalm     CXIII.     Proper  Tune ; 
The  Majefty  and  Condejcention  of  God, 
3  T7E  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
JL       The  honours  of  his  name  record,. 
His  facred  name  forever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rihng  beams  or  letting  rays, 

Let  land^  and  fcas  his  power  confek 
3  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  g;ve  his  vail  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height  : 
Let  no  created  grcatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  hi?  uncreated  might.. 


?    S    A    1    M       C'XBl  M| 

3  H*  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do> 

AndbemTs  his  care  to  EkuigSf 

His  fovereign  hand  sxa. 
He  takes  the  needy  frora  the  deer., 

And  feats  them  on  the  throa*  o|  ki$gs 

4  When  childlefs  fesriiliesdefj 
Ke  fends  the  blefftngs 

To  refcue  their  <  cae  ; 

The  mother  with  a  thank  •  ' 

Proclaims  his  praifes  and       ' 

Let  every  age  advance  hia  prai&. 

Psalm     CXIlL  Nfcfc* 

Go.l  fy.c  rtign  r 
H  ^E  fervants  of  tb 

In -every  age?  his  j  gi; 

Where  e'er  the  fu;:  ri      >i  ic  t_, 

The  nations  fliall  his  pr; 
t  Above  the  earth,  beyond      e  (ky 
His  throne  of  glory  ftands  or.  higti ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  ponrer  reftra^ 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fens  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  Goi  compare  } 
Kis  glories  how  divinely  bright  ! 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light. 

4  Behold  his  love,  he  ftoop*  to  view 
What  faints  above  the  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below,    - 

j  From  duft  and  cottages  obfeure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ! 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  ins  fons, 
And  fits  them  fpr  their  heavenly  thrones, 

6  [A  word  cf  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  ;■ 
Tho'*  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  pair? 
The  promised  feed  is  born  at  la/L 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fo», 
And  tells  the  wonders  Goi  has  done  ; 


a**  PSALM      CX1V.  CXV. 

Faith  may  growflrong  when  fenfe  defpaire  : 
If  wtfure  fails  the  promife  bears. 

Psalm     CXIV. 
Miracle*  attending  Ifrae/'s  Journey. 
5  TTTHEN  Ifrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hamj,- 
V  V     -Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  king,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 
ft  A-crofsthe  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divide:  to  make  them  way  j 
Jordan  beheld  theft  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  tohi$  Lead. 

3  The  mountains  Ihook  like  frighted  fhtepf 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  : 

Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  could  liand, 
Confcious  of  fovereign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  I 
Mike  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  kap,  yc  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  dread  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood 

Ilet  re  and  know  th'  approaehing  God, 
The  King  of  Ifrael  :  fee  him  here  ; 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
i  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  Handing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  leas  confefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXV.     FirA  Metre. 
The  true  God  our  Refuge;  or,  Idolatry  rfyrweA 
7   l^TOTto  ourfelv*ft»,  who  arc  but  dufi, 
JJ%|    Not  to  outfelves  is  glory  cue, 
Eternal  God,  thou  oniyjuft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 
C  DifpUy  to  earth  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Why  mould  ?.  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  thame, 
t'j.y,  }J  here's  the  Gcd  you've  jet v  d  fo  long  ? 

God  we  fcrvc  maintains  his  throne, 
Abe  ■";  beyond  the  flues  ; 


PSALM      CXV.  zn 

Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He- knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  crra«, 

4,  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  fhapes  of  ftone  and  wood  i 

At  'oell  a  mafs  of  glittering  ore, 

A  filver  faint,  and  golden  god. 
3  [With  eyes  and  ears,  they  carve  the  head 

Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  bl'mi  g 

In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  made, 

And  vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  wind. 

5  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 

Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mortals  pray  3 

Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  lo^e, 

Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they  J 
1  Oh  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 

Thy  help,,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft  j. 

The  Lord  lhall  build  thy  ruins  up, 

And  blefs  the  people  and  the  priefc 

5  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife> 
They  dwell  in  filence  in  the  grave  ; 
But  we  fhall  live  to  fmg  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 

Psalm     CXV.     Second  Metre, 

As  the  new  Tune  of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Idolatry  reproved. 

•5  T^TOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true 
J^j    Not  to  our  worthly  names  is  glory  due  : 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  juftice  claim 
Immortal  honours  t»  thy  fovereign  name  ; 
Shine  thro'  the  earth  from  heaven  thy  bleft  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathen  fay,  And where1 's your  God. 

6  Heaven  is  thine  higher  court  there  ftaads  thy  throne 
And  through  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  : 
God  fram'd  this  earth,  the  ftarry  heavens  he  fprtad; 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  j 
The  kneeling  croud,  with  looks  devout  behold 
Their  filver  faviours,  and  their  faints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapes  of  eyes  and  ears  I 
The  molten  image  leithe?  ftea  nor  bear*  | 


*#4  * ''    9    A     L     M       CXVL 

Their  hanis  are  helpleis,  nor  .their  feet  can  move* 
They  have  no  fpeech,  nor  thought,  nor  power,nor  lov* 
Yet  fottilh  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  aad  their  movelefs  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  ftatutes  well  adom'd  - 
The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarfcr  m 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  flock 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  andpriefts  drive  on  the  folemn  trade. 
And  truft  the  gods  that  faws  and  hammers  ma 

5  Be  heaven  and  earth  aniaz'd  !  sTis  hard  to  fay 
Which  are  more  ftupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they  ? 
O  Ifrael  truft  the  Lord  :  He  Hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  forroW6  and  reftores  thy  peace  : 
His  worfhip  docs  a  thoufand  comfort*  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  fhield. 

£  In  God  we  truft  ;  our  impious  fees  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin  and  oppofe  bis  reign ; 
Had  they  prevail'd  darknefshad  clos'd  l 
And  death  and  Alence  had  forbid  his  praife  ' 
But  we  are  fav;d,  and  live  ■:  Let  fongs  arifcj 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  fides 
Psalm     CXVI.     FirftParf. 
Recovery  from  Sicknefs. 
$  T"  Love  the' Lord  :  He  heard  my  cries, 
I      And  pity'd  every  groan, 
Long  •as  I  live,  when  troubles  rife, 
I'll  haften  to  his  throne. 
a  I  love  the  Lord  :  He  bow'd  his  car. 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 
Oh  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair, 
When  I  have  breath  to  pray  ! 
3  My  fUft*  declin'd  my  fpirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  *nd  fears  ofhell 
Perptex'd  my  wakef  il  head. 
A  *«  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  fcrvant  fave. 
«<  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  : 
ef  Thy  power  can  refcue  from  the  grave? 
«  Thy  powcris  aLl  my  truft." 


PSALM     cxvr.  gxviiv       i 

The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  my  reft. 

For  thou  haft  known  his  -love, 

My  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  death. 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  • 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breath. 

And  my  remaining  years. 

Psalm     CXVI.  12.  &c.  Sect* J  Putt, 
Thanks  for  private  Deliverance, 

WHAT  (hall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindnefs  fhown  i 
My  feet  fhall  vi-fit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 
Among  the  faints  that  fill  thine  houfe 

My  offerings  fhaji  be  paid  j 
There  ihall  my  zeal  perform  my  vowj- 

My  foul  in  anguifh  made. 
Hov  much  rs  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thouever-blefTed  God  1 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ? 
How  preciousjs  their  blood  ? 
:.  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life  which  thou  haft  made  thyeare^ 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
;  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 
Nor  fhall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hand  has  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
>  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  : 
Witnefs,  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXVII.     Common  Metre, 
Praife  to  Godfran  oil  Nations* 
%   /*~\  AU  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
\J     Each  wirh  a  different  tongue  ; 


aoS     P    S    A    L    M      CXVII.  CXV1II. 

In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung, 

*  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  every  land  : 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
Forever  firm  his  truth  fhall  ftand  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

Psalm     CXV1I.    Long  Metre. 

3  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  flties 
£/    Let  the  Cieator'a  praife  arife  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Thro'  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Erernal,  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praife  fhall  found  from  fhore  to  (here, 
Till  funs  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Short  Metre. 
1   rT"*HY  najrce,  almighty  Lord, 

X,       Shall  found  through  diftant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word  : 
Thy  truth  forever  ftands. 
a  Far  be  thine  honor  fpread, 

And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  fhade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVI1I.     Fhjl  Part.    Ver.  6—15. 

Delivtrance from  &  Tumult. 
1  'HT^HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
1        Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  csn  do, 
Since  heaven  affords  its  aid. 
a  'Tis  fafcr,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  truft  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 
3  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ffrong, 
In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 
How  cl'.-.^rfjl  is  my  voice  ! 


PSALM       CXVHL  -c? 

4  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly  ; 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  found 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

5  Joy  to  the  faints  and  peace  belongs  j 

The  Loid  protects  their  days  : 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  Almighty  grace. 
Psalm     CXVIII.    Second  Part.  Ver.  17—  ai, 

Public  Praifefor  Deliverance  from  Death. 
1   X    ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry. 
1   ^  And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  ; 
JNow  (hall  he  live  :  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 
A  Thy  praife  more  conftant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gate  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  fhall  wonhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  tne  righteous  go 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  aflemblies  of  thy  faints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII.    Third  Part.  Ver.  21,  z$, 
Chriji  the  foundation  of  the  Church. 

I   TJEHOLD  the  fore  foundation  ftone 
J3     Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 
a  Chofen  of  God,  to  finners  dear, 
And  faints  adore  the  name, 
They  truft  their  whole  falvation  here, 
Nor  fhall  they  fufFer  fhame. 
3  The  foolifh  builders  fcribe  and  pr-ieft3 
Reject  it  with  difdain  j 


icg  PSALM      CXVI1I. 

Firm  on  this  rock  the  church  (hall  reft, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  tho'  the  gates  of  hell  withftood  > 
Yet  muft  this  building  rife  : 
iTis  thy  own  work,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

P    S    A    L    M    CXVIII.    fourth  Part.   VCT.  24,  25,  tS . 

llofannak  ;   the    Lord's  day  ;  or,   Chriji's    Refurrefiiortp 
and  our  Salvation. 

1  ^T^HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
JL       He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praife  furround  the  throne. 
a  Today  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead  ; 
And  Satan's  em:  ire  fell  ; 
T»d*y  the  faints  his  triumph  fpread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Uofanrak  to  th'  anointed  king, 

To  David's  holy  fon, 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;   defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  is  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  meffages  of  grace  : 
Who  comes  in  God  his  father's  name, 
1  0  fave  our  fcnful  race. 

5  Hofannah  in  the  higheft  ftrains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raife  ; 
The  higheft  heavens,  in  which  he  reigus, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII    Ver.    n— 27.  Short  Metre. 

An  Hofannah  for  the  Lord's-Day  ;   or,   a   ne<w  /org    of 

Salvation  by  Chriji. 
x    OEE  what  a  living  ftone 
£3     The  builders  did  refufe  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  there  r.l 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 
i.  The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 


P    S     A     L     M      CXVill.   CXIX,         ios 

Yet  on  this  rock  ihall  Zlon  reit, 
As  the  chief  corner-itone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine. 

And  wondrcus  in  oar  eyes  : 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  rile. 

4  This  is  the  gloriuus  day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  and  ling,  and  pray, . 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 

5  Hofannah  to  the  king 

Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
Blefs  him,  ye  faints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God, 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  word 

Which  all  this  giace  difplays  \ 
And  offer  on  thine  alt^r.  Lordj 

Our  facrince  of  praife. 
P  s  a  l  u     CXVUI.     22 — 27,  Long  Metre. 
Jin  Hofannah  for  the  Lord' s-Day   ;   or,  a    m-iv  fi"g    £•' 

Salvation  by  Gkrift. 
I    "J "     O  !  what  a  glorious  corner-ltone 
1    j  The  Jewiih  builders  did  refafe  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereoc; 
In  fpitc  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 
2,  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine,, 
The  day  that  (aw  our  Saviour  rife, 

3  Sinners  lejoice,  and  faints  b*  glad  ; 
Hofannah,  let  his  nams  be  bleft  ; 

A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light  and  glory  reft  ! 

4  In  God '3  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  thier  king 
With  hearts  of jov,  and  fongs  of  pvaife. 

P  s'a  L   M      CXIX. 
[J  haia  collected  and  difpoftd  the  niojt  ufefal  Verfes  of 
ts.-:  Pfaim  wider  eighteen  different  Hindi    and  firm-.d  a 
S  z 


,jo  PSALM       CXIX. 

D'.'inc.  Song  upon  each   cf   them.     But    the    Verfes    art 
much  franfpofea  to  attain  fome  Degree  of  ConneBion. 

In  feme  places,  among  the  luords  Law,  Commands,. 
Judgments,  Teftimonies,  J  have  ufed  Gofpel,  Word, 
Grace,  Truth,  Promife,  &V.  as  more  agreeable  to  the 
Nenu  Teftament,  and  the  common  Language  cf  Chijiians, 
and  it  equally  anfwers  the  Defign  of  the  Pfalmift,  ivhich 
r:-as  to  recommend  the  holy  Scriptures. 

P    S    A    L    M      CXIX.      Tirji   Part. 

Th:  blejfedntfs  cf  Saints,  and  mifcry  of  Sinners, 

V.    I,    2,    3. 

3   yiLEST  are  the  undefU'd  in  heart. 
Jfj  Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean  j 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  fin. 

2  Bleft  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word> 

Ancl  practice  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord 
And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 

Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  > 

How  firm  their  fouls  abide  ; 
Korean  a  bold  temptation  craw 
Their  fteady  feetafide. 

Ver.  11,  118. 

4  Then  fhall  my  heart  have  inward  joy? 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhame, 
When  all  thy  ftatutes  I  obey 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

5  But  haughty  finners  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  of  falfhood  and  deceit 
Arc  troden  to  the  duft. 

Ver    119,  153. 

6  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  j 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  way? 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar. 
But  never  taftfc  thy  grace. 


PSALM      CXIX*  ii* 

Psalm     CXIX,     Second  Fart. 
Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  Mindcdntfs  ;  of  Conftani 
Converfe  with  God. 
Ver.   147,  55. 
5  r  a  ^O  thee,  before  the  dawning  hght^ 
J^       My  gracious  God,  I  pray  y 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night. 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day* 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace? 

Thy  promife  bears  me  up  ; 
And  while  farvation  long  delays^. 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope, 
Ver,  164, 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands,. 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee, 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me, 
Ver.  62, 
^  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  the  fkies 
I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 

Psalm     CXIX,      Third  Part. 

~Profeffion  of  Sincerity ,  Repentance,  and  Obedience, 

Ver.   57,  50. 

3  *npHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  : 

j^       Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  ebey  thy  word, 
And  fuffers  no  delay. 

Ver  27,  90, 
%  I  chofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice  : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth* 
Could  make  me  fo  rej-ice, 
3-  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 
I  fet  before  my  eyes  : 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrengthj 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59, 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  the  patfe; 

I  think  upon  my  ways; 


eil  PSALM      CX1X. 

Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
Anil  truft  thy  pardoning  grace. 
Ver.  94,   1 12. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forevel  thine, 

Oh  favc  thy  fervant  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  fhield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

Ver.   112. 

6  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fourth  Fart. 
Ir.j}ru6i  ion  from   Scripture. 

1  TTOW  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts; 

]|  J[    And  guard  their  lives  from  fin? 
Thy  word  the  chokeft  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  confciencc  clean. 
Ver.   130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  fouls  inftru<£tion  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.   105. 

3  sTis  like  the  fun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

Ver.  99,   100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  rhy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

Ver.    104.   113. 
3  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 
I  hate  the  finner's  road  : 
lhate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  Goi. 

Ver.   19,  90,  91. 
6  [The  ftarry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  maiotauy  her  place  j 


-PSALM     CXIX.  SI3 

And  thcfe  thy  fervants  night  and  day 
Thy  fkill  and  power  exprtfs. 
7  But  ftiU  thy  law,  andgofpel,  Lord, 
HavelefTons  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  ftaads  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  liars  fo  nobly  mine.] 

Ver.  190,  140,  9,  119, 
%  Thy  word  is  everlaiting  truth. 
How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  ihall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

P   s   A   i   M      CXIX.     Fifth    Fart. 
Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  the    Word   cf   God  dwelling 
in  us. 
Ver.   97. 

1  /~\H  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 
V^  'Tis  daily  my  delight  ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  by  night, - 

Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 

Ver.  3,  13,  44, 

3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage, 

And  well  employ  my  tongue, 
And  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  fong, 

Ver.  19,   j 03. 

4  Arn  I  a  ft  ranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feaft  j 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  take. 

Ver.  72,  127, 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind  \ 

Nor  lhall  thy  word  be  fold 

For  loads  of  filver  well  refin'd, 

Nor  heaps  of  choiceft  gold. 

Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  finks,  and  fpirits  droops 

Thy  proirJfes  of  grace- 


&f4  PSALM      CX1X. 

Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praife. 

Psalm     CX1X.     Sixth  Part. 

HoJinefs  and  Comfort  from  tht  Word. 
Ver.   1*8. 
3   T    ORD,  1  efteem  thy  judgments  right 
1    j  And  all  thy  ftatutes  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  fight 
With  every  Hattering  luft. 

Ver.  97,  9. 
%  Thy  precepts  often  I  furvey  ; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  fight 
Through  all  the  bufinefs  »f  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  6a. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be  \" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.   i6z. 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill, 

At  fome  good  word  of  thine, 
Kot  mighty  men  that  mare  the  fpoil, 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Seventh   Part. 
Imperfeclion  of  Nature,  and  Perfection  of  Scripture, 
Ver.   96.   Paiaphrafed. 
X  T     ET  al!  the  heathen  writers  join 
1    4  To  form  one  peifeft  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 
i  Not  the  moft  perfect  rules  they  gave 
Could  fhew  one  fin  forgiven  ; 
Nor  lead  a  ftcp  beyond  the  grave, 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 
3  I've  fecn  an  end  to  what  we  call 
Perfection  here    below ; 
How  fhort  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  father  go. 
4.  Yet  man  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought : 


PSALM      CXIX,  sij 

But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

3  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 

While  fin  denies  our  frame  ; 

And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

4  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfeft  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Eighth  Part. 
Excellency  and  Variety  of  Scripture^ 
Ver.   in  Paraphiafed. 
Z   TT     ORD  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

Jj 4     My  lafting  heritage  ; 

There  mail  my  nobleft  powers  rejoice, 
My  w-irrneil  thoughts  engage. 

%  I'll  read  the  hiftories  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight, 
While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever-frefh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  fprings  of  lifeanfe  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  bleft  ; 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  reft. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Ninth  Part. 
Defire  of  Knowledge. 
Ver,  64,  68,  18. 
*  r  I^HY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
\        How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,   125. 
a  My  heart  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  feand, 
My  fervke  Is  thy  due, 


ti«  P    S    A     L     M      CXIX. 

Oh  make  thy  fervant  underftand 
The  duties  I  mull  do. 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftrangerhere  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  fhould  ge>, 
And  be  my  contfant  guide. 
Ver.   26. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandering  ways, 

Thou  heardft  my  foul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  (hall  ftray  again. 

Vcr.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  mc  his  ftatutes  ihew, 

And  heavenly  truth  impart, 
His  wcrk  forever  I'll  purfi'.e, 
His  law  fhatl  rule  my  heart. 
Ver  50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief  ; 
It  rraue  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  rly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.   51. 

7  [In  van  the  proud  deride  ma  now  ; 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  bieffed  gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  hopes  1  draw. 
Ver.   27,   171. 

8  When  Ihavelearn'd  my  Father's  will, 

I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 
My  thankful  lips  infpir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  fmg  aloud  his  praifc.] 

Psalm     CXIX.     Tenth  Part. 
Pleading  the  Promifes* 
Ver.  3S,  49.  : 
,  "TOEHOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
y%  Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

Ver.  41,  58,   107. 
a  Haft  thou  not  fent  falvation  down, 
And  piomis'd quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  throne  \ 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 


p  s  a  l  m-   exit.        gI7 

Ver.   123,  42. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  falvatkm  faii  j 

Oh  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope, 
Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didft  thou  notraife  my  faith,  O  Lord? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  fhall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  truit  as  well  as  fear. 

P  s  a   l   ?.i     CXIX.     Eleventh  Fart, 

Breathing  after  Holmefs. 
H  tha£  the  Lord  wouid  guide  my  ways 


To  keep  his  ftatutes  ft 


Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  gr; 
To  know  and  do  his  will  ] 
Ver.  29. 
3  Oh  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  defign 
Nor  covetous  delires  arife 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 

Ver.  233. 

4  Order  my  Footfteps  by  thy  word. 

And  make  my  heart  fincere  ; 
Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 

But  keep  my  confeience  clear. 
Ver.   176. 
My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  atfray, 

My  feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 

Reftore  thy  wandering  fheep, 
jg  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  ban  &, 

Offend  againft  my  God. 


»i£  P    S    A    L    M      CXIX, 

P  s  a  h  m     CXIX.     Tkvelfth  Part, 
Breathing  afttr  Comfort  urd  Delhi' 
Ver.  153. 

2  "7t  /TY  God,  confider  rny  diitrefs, 
jVJl     *'et  mercy  plead  rny  caufe  ; 
Though  I  have  ftnn'd  againilthy  gracep 

I  ne'er  forget  thv  laws. 

Ver.  89,  116. 
Z  Forbid,  forbid  the  iharp  reproacbj 
Which  I  fa  juftly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hcpeJs 
Nor  let  my  fhame  appear. 

Ver.   122,   135. 

3  Be  thou  a  fureiry,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proui  oppvefs  ; 
But  chy  waiting  Servant  fee 

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P    S    A    L    M      CX2X*  51& 

My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word, 
Ver.   i6r,   163. 
4  While  finners  do  thy  gofpel  wrong? 
My  fpirit  Itands  in  awe  j 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue. 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 

Ver.   16  r,  120. 
J  My  heart  with  facred   reverence  hears 
The  threatenings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  fiefh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord. 

Ver.    1C6,   174, 
€  My  God,  I  long.  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  falvation  iiill  ; 
While  thy  whofc  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I. obey  thy  will. 
Psalm     CXIX.     fourteenth  Part, 
"  Benefit  of ' djfUclizns,  and  S:<tt:r:  under  tke*t< 
Ver.   253,  Sc,  82. 

1  CONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
%^S  And  thy  deliverance  ^cni  ; 

My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ! 
Ver.   71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  law. 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

Ver,  50, 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  difirefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way1, 
And  hate  my  former  fins. 
Ver,  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fted, 
My  foul,  0  pure  ft  with  forrows  weight, 
Had  funkamongft  the  dead. 
Vet.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right1. 

Thoogh  they  may  feem  fevers  ; 


to  PSALM        CXLX. 

The  fkarpeft  fufferings  I  endure, 
Flew  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Vcr.  67. 
Before  I  knew  thy  chaining  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  j 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
jNor  wander  from  thy  way. 

Psalm     CX1X.     Fifteenth  Tart,. 
llbly  Refolutiom^ 
Vcr.  93. 
^H  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.   15.   16. 
To  meditate  thy  precepts.  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  foul  fliall  ne'ejr  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  ail  my  joy. 

Vcr.    32. 
Kow  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  difchargc 
From  ;in  and  fatan's  hateful  chains, 
And  i"et  my  feet  at  large  I 

Ver.    i?,  46. 
Mv  lips  with  cturnge  fnall  declare 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  word  cho'  kings  fhould  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  finful  fhame. 

Ver.  61,  69.  70. 
Let  bands  of  r'ife 

To  10b  me  of  my  right  p 
Xet  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lic^ 
Thy  law  is  my  deligt. 

115. 
Pepavt  from  me,  ; 

■ 
I  Lovi 

And  miaft  obey  hi 


P    S    A    L     M      CXIX, 

P  s  A  L   M     CXIX..     Sixteenth  Tart: 
Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

Ver.  2.5 ,   37. 
j  ~VL   /TY  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dufi  ; 
J^VIL     Lord;  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  defires  and  every  luft 
Turn  oif  thefe  eyes  of  mine. 
Z  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  gracs 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  I  mould  loiter  in  my  race. 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray, 

Ver.  107, 
3- When  fore  affli&ions  prefs  me  down; 
I  need  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Thy  wox\  that  I  have  refted  on 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  hours, 
Ver.   156,  40. 
4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fovereign  itiil, 
And  ihou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

Ver.   15.9,  40. 
£  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 
6  Then  mall  1  love  thy  gofpel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXIX      Seve?iteenth  Part, 
Grace  Jhining  in  Difficulties  and  1  rials. 
Ver.   143,  28. 
i  "TTTHEN-painand  anguifhfeJ£e  me,  Lord3 
V  V       All  my  fupport  is  from  thy  word  '* 
My  foul  diffoives  for  heavinefs ; 
Uphold  me.with  thy  ftrengthening  grace, 
Ver.  51,  69,  no. 
%  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies? 
They  wa&fe  my  hzt  with  envious  eyes3 
T  i 


1X1  P     S     A     L     M       CXIX.  CXX. 

They  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin, 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.    1 6 1,   7S. 
-i  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  fruit  ar.d  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  s  ith  fhamfe. 

P   5    A    L    M      CXIX.      Lafi  Fart. 
$ed j4ffH3iont  ;   or,  Delight  in  the  Word   cf  (r0& 
Ver.  67,  59. 
3  T7«ATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
JP     How  kind  was  thy  chaiUfmg  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  confidence  to  a  fiand, 
Ar.d  brought  my  wandering  foul  to  God  ! 
2-  Foolifh  and  vain,  I  went  affray. 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loir  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word, 
Ver.  71. 

3  ;Tis  good  fur  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  ; 
'Tii  good  to  be.ir  my  father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  llatutes  well. 

Ver.   7t. 

4  The  law  that  iffues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paffions  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver,  75. 
cy  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame. 

Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  within  : 

Teach  me  to  know  thy  wonirrous  name, 

And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin. 
Ver.  74. 
6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 

At  my  falvation  (hail  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  trafted  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice 

P    S    A    L     M       CXX. 

Complaint  vf  quarreljotnt  Neighbours  ;  or,  a  devote 

for  1 
z  T^HOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever-bleft. 


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Pity  my  fullering  ftate  j 


PSALM      CXXL 

When  wilt  thou  fet  rr.y  foul  St  reftj 

From  Irps  that  love  deceit  ? 
Hard  lot  of  mine  !   My  days  are  cait 

Among  the  tons  oHlnre, 
Whofe  nev«-cea:ing  quarrels  wafie 

My  golden  hours  of  life. 
Oh  might  I  rly  to  change  my  plaeej 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  forae  wild  tenefQriie  wilderness* 

And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell  ! 
Peace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
1  am  For  peace  ;   but  when  I  fpeak, 

They  all  declare  for  arms. 
New  paffioris  frill  their  fouls  engage, 

And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  : 
What  mall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 

O  though  devouring  tongue  1 

Should  burning  arrows  fmite  thee  through, 

Strift  juftice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  would  rather  fpare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Psalm     CXXI.     Long  Metre, 
Dhiine  Prcte&ion, 

UrP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
TV  eternal  hill  beyond  the  ikies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  \ 
There  my  almighty  refuge  Jives* 
He  lives  ;   the  e*erlafting  God, 
That  built  the  world,  that  fpread  the  flood  j 
The  heavens,  withali  their  holt  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  5' 
His  morning  fmiles  adorn  the  day  .• 
He  fpreads  the  evening  vail,  and  keeps 
The  filent  hours  while  Ifraei  fleeps* 

Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  blefr, 
May  rife  feeure,  fecujely  reft  | 


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t*4  psalm     cxxr 

Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  cyca 
Admit  no  (lumber,  nor  furprife. 
r,  No  fun  (hall  fmite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pnle  moon  with  fickly  ray 
Shall  blalt  thy  couch  ;  nor  baleful  ftar 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 
6  Should  enrth  and  hell  wi<"h  malice  burty 
Still  thou  lhalt  go,  and  fhll  return 
Safe  in  the  Lord  !   his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy -life  from  every  fnare. 
*j  On  thee  foul  fpivitshave  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  la  ft  departing  hour 
Angels  thr,t  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  home.vnrd  to  thy  God,. 

P  s  a  r<    m     CXXL     Common  Metre, 
Etefervationiy  Day  and  Night. 
I  ?  i  **'0  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. . 
JL       There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  ear:h  an'd  Odes 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 
Z  Their  ftedfaft  feet  fhali  never  fall, 
Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  ; 
His  ear  attends  the  foftelt  call ; 
HLeyes  can  never  lleep. 
3  He  will  fuftain  cur  weakeft  power: 
With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  moll  unguarded  hours 
Againft  fuiprifing  harm. 
^.Ifrael  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  witchful  eves  employ  his  powe; 
For  thine  eternal  guard, 
e.  Nor  femching  fun,  nor  fickly  moon 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  : 
He  fhield>  thy  head  from  burning  noon$ 
From  blafting  damps  at  night. 
(5  He  guards  thv  foul,  he  keeps  thy  breath; 
Where  thickeft  daogeis  come  ; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  deathp 
Till  God  commands  thee  home* 


PSALM      CXXI.  CXXIT.        3^5 
Psalm     CXXI,     As  the  148th  Pfalm, 

God  our  Preferver, 
1  T  TPWARDS  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\J    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  Aries* 
And  earth  and  nature  made  j 
God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour, 

c  My  feet  mall  never  Aide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  fnares, 
Since  God  my  guard  and  guide. 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 
That  never  flcep, 

Shall  Ifrael  keep 

When  dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  Marts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  my  made. 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Haft  thcu  not  given  thy  word 
To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord 

To  ke=p  my  mortal  breath  j 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  ca41  me  home. 
P  s  a  l  m     CXXII.     Common  Metre, 
Going  to   Churchi 
3   TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
JTjL    My  friends  devoutly  fay, 
s*   in  Zion  let  us  all  abtear* 


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5;*  PSALM      CXXIL 

2  I  love  the  gajes,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church  adom'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  fhew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joy  unknowa 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  fon  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  fits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our praifes  and  complaints? 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faists, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  joy  a  conftantgueft  ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  atrendants  bhft  ! 
4  My  foul  (hall  pray  for  Zion  ftilJ, 
While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  befl  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

Psalm     CXXTI  "  Proper  Tub©, 
Going  to   Church. 

i  TTOW  pleas 'd  and  blcft  was  I, 
J£~j[.     To  hear  the  people  cry, 

Cone,  let  us  feek  our  God  to  day  ! 
Yes  with  a  cheerful  zeal 
We  haite  to  Zion's  hili, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay, 
a  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  ftrength  embrace  thee  round  j 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 

The  facred  gofpel's joyful  found. 
3  There  David's  greater  fun 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne. 

lie  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  ; 
He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  (inner  fad  ; 

And  humble  fouis  rejoice  with  fear 


P    S    A    L    M      CXXIII.  CXXIV. 

,  May  peace  attend  thy  gate. 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  blefs  the  foul  of  every  gueft  j 
The  man  that  feefcs  thy  peace, 
And  wilhej  i        J.e} 

A  th;_"  him  reft  1. 

My  tongue  repeats  hervowss 
Peace  t*  this  facredhoufe  ! 

;ei       friend    jnd  ^ir.jre  i  dwelj  \ 
And  ilnce  my  glorious  Goi 
-----  ---■--.  *■ 

My  foul  (hail  ever  love  thee  we'll, 

"-'    -  s&hkk  reign 

Enthroned  above 
I  _        -  our  hearts  would  tell 

Tc  :.-  s  eyes 

As  fer 

And  fear  the    ingi        roke  ! 
Or  maids  before  tHei 
And  wait  :■.;---. 

.       -  feel 

Thy  difcir. 

-       -  ftil35 
Till  thou  rei  rod. 

hatfti  in    live. 

-    -  - 
Our  foe 

- 

That    3< 

P  s  a    i  5  ran        get* 

!  bye, 


tz%  r    S    A    L    M.     cxxw 

Difplay'd  his  vengeance  from  above, 
And  crufh'd  the  conquering  foes  : 
X  Their  armies  like  a  raging  flood 
Had  fwept  the  guardlets  land, 

Deftroy'd  on  earth  his  bleft  abode, 
And  whelm'd  our  feeble  band. 

3  But  fafe  beneath  his  fpreading  fhield 

His  fons  fecurely  reft, 
Defy  the  dangers  of  the  flcld, 
And  bare  the  fearlefs  bre.ift. 

4  And  now  our  fouls  fhall  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  deadly  fnare  ; 
Who  hv'd  us  from  the  murdering  fword, 
And  made  our  lives  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  heavens  above  ; 
He  that  fupports  their  wondrous  frame 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love. 

Psalm     CXXV.     Common  Metre, 
The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety, 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  hill,  ■ 
And  firm  as  mountains  ftand, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  fhall  reft 
That  trufts  th'  almighty  hand. 

ft  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground,  - 
As  thofe  eternal  arms  of  love 
That  every  faint  furround. 
3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmarting  fcourge 
To  drive  them  near  to  God. 
Divine  companion  willafTunge 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

£  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  lincere, 
And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

3  But  if  we  trac*  thofe  crooked  ways 
That  the  cW  ferpent  drew, 


PSALM      CXXVI.  fci't 

The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  he4i, 
Shall  fmite  his  followers  too. 

Psalm     CXXV.     Short  Metre. 
The  Saint* 3  Trial  and  Safety  ;   or,  moderated  AffliStiins* 
\  TT'IR-M  and  unmov'd  are  they 
X1     That  reft  their  fouls  on  God  ? 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  -dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 
Z  As  mountains  ftood  to  guard 
The  city's  facred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  ftroke, 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  fouls  too  deep? 
Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whofe  hope,  and  iove,  and  every  grace. 
Proclaim  their  hearts  fincere. 
3  Nor  fhall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faints  ; 
The  God  of  lfrael  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 
§  But  if  our  flavifh  fear 

Will  choofe  the  road  to  hell, 

We  muft  expect  our  portion  there 

Where  bolder  tinners  dwell. 

Psalm     CXXVL     Long  Metre, 
Surprising  Deliverance. 

1  "TTTHEN  God  reftor'd  our  captive  fhfre, 

V  V     Joy  was  oyr  fo°g»  and  grace  our  theme 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear  d  a  pleaiing  dream. 

2  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 
Which  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim, 

U 


*3<3  PSALM      CXXVIL 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanifh  (o  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  oar  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  fcatter'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Will  Ihout  to  fee  the  haryeft  yield 
A  welcome  load  of  joyful  fheaves. 

Psalm     CXXVL     Common  Metre. 
1  he  J:y  of  j  remarkable  Cormeffion  ;   or,  Melancholy   re- 
moved. 

■    TTT'HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
V  V       An^  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  fo  great. 
X  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confefs  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  ft  rains, 
And  fung  furprifmg  grace. 

3  (i   Great  is  the  ivcr.k,  my  neighbours  cry'd, 

And  own'd  the  power  divine  : 
M   Great  is  the  work,  my  heart  reply'd, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine" 

4  The  Lord  .can  clear  the  darkeft  fkies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night  ; 
Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
lo  rivers  of  delight. 
t  Let  thofc  that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait 
Till  the  fair  harveft  come, 
They  (hall  confefs  their  fheaves  are  great, 
And  fhout  the  b.le flings  home. 
6  Though  feed  lie  buried  long  in  duff, 
It  fhan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
For  grace  Infures  the  cmp.- 

P  s   a   L   m     CXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  Blefftng   of  God  on  the  Bvfmefs  and  Comfort  of  Life- 

5  TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft 

ji_  And  pains  to  build  the  houfe  are  loft, 


r    S    A    L     M      CXXVIIL 

If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  fleep. 

2  What  though  we  rife  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  doney 
Careful  and  fparing  ear  our  bread;, 

To  ihun  that  poverty  we  dread. 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  bleft, 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reif, 
On  God,  cur  fovereign,  ftill  depends 
Our  joy  in  children  and  in  friends. 

4.  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  love  ! 

P  s  a  t  m     C'XXVII,  Common  MeSre, 


God  all  in  all. 

F  God  to  build  the  houfe  c.err. 
The  builders  work,  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  without  his  wakeful 
And  ufeiefs  watch  maintain. 


I 


s  Before  the  morning  beams  arife, 
Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  ftars  afcend  the  ikies 
Your  tiiefome  toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  fleep, 

In  vain  till  God  has  hleit 
But  if  his  fmiles  attend  your  care, 
You  fhall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,"  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  bfefimgs  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  without  his  leve. 

Psalm     CXXVUI, 

Family  heffingu 

ippy  man,  whofe  foul  is  fill'd 
zeal  and  reverent  awe  ! 
His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
Kis  life  adorns  the  lav/. 


iJ  With 


2  32  PSALM      CXXIX. 

i  A  careful  providence  fhall  lland 
And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  bleffing  fiied. 

3  Thy  wife  fliall  be  a  fruitful  vine  ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  fhine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  : 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  fend  thee  bleuing  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 

Shall  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

P    S    A    L    M       CXXIX. 


i   T  TP  fvor 
U    Hav, 


PcrfttLtors  -punijlied. 

my  youth,  m?y  I-fracl  fay,. 
Lave  I  been  nursM  in  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  cohftant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  froro  my  youth  1  bore  the  rage, 

Of  all  the  fens  of  fl rife  ; 
Oft  they  affail'd  my  riper  age, 
But  God  preferv'd  my  life. 

3  O'er  all  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

Its  painful  wounds  irnprefs'd  ; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart,. 
Nor  let  my  forrows  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  thione, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolence  furpris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll 

And  all  the  foe  of  Zion  feiz'd 

With  horror  tc  tits  foul. 


P     S     A     L     M      CXXX. 

6  Thus  fhall  the  men  that  hate  the  faints 

Be  blafted  from  the  iky  ; 
Their  glory  Fades,  their  courage  faints-, 
And  all  their  profpeeb  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourish  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  fhall  perifh  in  deipair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  death. 

8  So  Scorn  that  on  the  houfe-top  fta'hdV, 

No  hope  of  harveft  gives  : 
The  reaper  ne'er  fhall  rill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  iheaves. 
Psalm     CXXX.  Common  Metre, 
Pardoning   Grace. 

I   /^\UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefsy 
\^Jr  The  borders  of  defpair, 
ITent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to- move  thine  ear. 
z  Great  God,  fhould  thy  feverer  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  fleih  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ! 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood  - 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  defires  I  want  ; 
My  foul  invited  by  thy  word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
£  [Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night' 
Long  for  the  morning  Ikies, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light?  - 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes. 

$  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace 
Anl  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  hrft  openings  of  thy  fac?,- 
A-d  Rih  a  brighter  thy-] 

lip* 


234  P     S     A     L     M      CXXXS* 

7  Then  in  ihe  Lord  let  Iftael  trull, 
Let  Ifiael  feek  his  face  : 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  jufl, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 
S  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 
1:  -r  hnnero  long  enflav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Ion  : 
.V.;i  Lfraci  fhall  be  faved. 

P  s  a  L   m     CXXX.     Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 
x   T^ROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
Jn      To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries  : 
If  thou  fevercly  mark  our  faults, 
No  flcfli  can  Hand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 

-  That  Tinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  1 

a  My  truft  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  fhall  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

c  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
He  turns  our  feet  from  fmful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done.. 

F    S    A    L    M       CXXXI. 
Humility  and  Submijfion. 
I    TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
I    Starch,  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  aa  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  1  appeal  to  thee. 
i  1  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  ftilfc, 

Ani  all  "my  cursive  mild, 


PSALM      CXXX1L  £3s 

Content,  My  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  peaceful  a*  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  refign'd, 
Andtrufta  faithful  Lord. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXXII.     5,     13 — iS    Long-Merrs. 

At  the  Settlemsnt    cf  a  Church  ;   or,  the  Ordination  of  et 
Minifitr. 

1  "TT  THERE  (hall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 

Y  V     An  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind; 
Amonj  the  fons  of  flefh  and  blood  ! 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  choie  the  hill. 
Of  Zion  for  his  antient  reft  ;- 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  fti!l, 

His  church  is  with  his  prefence  bleft. 

3  u  Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  throne., 
«  And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 

**  Here  fhall  my  power  and  love  be  knowsj. 
*'.  And  bleffings  fhall  attend  my  word. 

4  f<  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

"  And  fill  their  fouls  with  living  bread  ^ 
M  Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door 
"  With  fweet  provisions  fhall  be  fed. 

5  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  clothed  with  grace 
"  My  priefts,  my  minifters  fhall  fhine  ; ' 

u  Not  Aaron  in  his  coftly  drefs 
"  Appears  fo  glorious  and  divine, 

%  u  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

"  Their  inward  joy,  fhall  fhout  and  ling,. 
il  The  fon  of  David  here  will  reign, 
t(  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

J--  "  Jefus  fhall  fee  a  numerous,,  feed 

"  Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  5 

"  His  crown  lhall  flourifh  on  his  head, 

u  While  all  his  foes  ara  ciath'd  withfharne," 


*3&  P     S     A     L     M       CXXXIIT. 

P  5  a  l  m     GXXXII.  4,  5>  7,  8,  15-17. 
Common   Metre; 
A  Church  Ejlabr.jhel. 
r  [VTO  fleep  nor  (lumber  to  his  eyes 
X\     Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  ikies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2.  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark.  was  fettled  there  : 
And  there  th'  affembled  nation  came 
To  warfhip  thrice  a  year. 
3  We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfome  ways, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where  e'er  thy  people  meet  for  praife, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God,] 

Pause. 
\  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 
And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !   thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 
5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
Thy  fpirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  t'fce  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  r.o  fuch  grace  afford. 
5  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 
Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 
Blefs  the  provifion  of  thy  houfe, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 
7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  anointed  fhine  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  court  maintain. 
With  love  and  power  divine. 
1  Here  let  hkn  hold  a  lafting  throne, 
And  at  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fieih  honours  (hall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  lhame  confound  his  foes. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.     Common  Metre. 
Brotherly   Love 


L 


Thofe  friendly  brethern  prove, 


PSALM      CXXX1II.  *37 

Whofe  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 

Of  harmony  and  love. 
a  Where  fts earns  of  biifs  from  Chrift  the  fprinf 

Defcends  to  every  foul, 
And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet? 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Sion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeft  glory  {hews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diftil. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Communion   of   Saints  ;     or,    L&ie   and    Worjkif    in    » 
Family,. 

j   "|3  LEST  are  the  fens  of  peace, 

£3  Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

i   Bleft  is  the  pious  houfe 

Where  zeal  and  friendlhip  meet, 
Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  fweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  throughout  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  fill'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  faints  are  bleft  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diftils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 
Psalm     CXXXIII.  As  the  izid  Pfclro. 


H 


The  Blejfingi  cf  Triendjhi-p . 

OW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
ach  in  his  proper  ftation  move,. 
And  each  fulfil  his  pare 


838  PSALM         CXXXV. 

With  fympathifmg  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

2  'Tis  like  an  ointment  fhed 

On  Aaron's  facred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet  ; 

The  oil  thro'  all  the  room 
Diffus'da  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  bleft  his  feet, 

3  Like  fruitful  mowers  of  rain 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
Defccnding"  from  the  neighbouring  hills  ; 
Such  fireams  of  plcafure  roll 
Thro'  ever}-  friendly  foul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  diftils. 

Repeat  the  Jirji  Stanza  to  complete  the  Turn. 

Psalm     CXXXIV„ 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 

1  "\7"Eithat  obey  th'  immortal  King, 

JL      Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Buw  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning-light,. 

And  fend  y cur  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  itarry  iky. 

3  The  <3,jd  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 

With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 
The  God  that  fpread  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  fwelfmg  feas. 
Psalm   CXXXV.    i — 4,  14,  rg — 21.  Firf.Part: 
Long  Metre. 
The  Church  is  God's  Houfe  and  Care. 

J   TjjR  A1SE  ye  the  Lord  exalt  his  name, 

JL      While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 

"Ye  faints  that. to  his  houfe  belong, 

Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 
2   Praife  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 

To  praife  his  name  is  fweet  employ  : 

Ifraei  he  chafe  of  old,  and  ftili 

His  church  is  his  peculiar,  j  ry. 


P    S     A    L     M      CXXXV.  jp* 

3  The  Lord  himfclf  will  judge  his  faints.; 
He  treats  his  fervants  as  his  friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  complaints^ 
Repents  the  forrows  that  he  fends. 

,4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppreflbr's  rod  j 

He  gives  his  fufFering  fervants  reft, 

And  will  be  known  th'  almighty  God. 
5  Blefs  ye  the  .lord,  who  tafte  his  love, 

People  and  priefts  .exault  his  name  : 

Amongft  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  ; 

His  church  is  his  Jerufalem. 
Psalm     CXXXV.    Ver.     5—12.   Second  Part, 
The  Works  oj  Creation y  Providence,  Redemption  of  Ififael^ 

and  Dejlruction  ef  Enemies. 
2    /^i  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 

\JT  Above  all  powers  and  every  throne  ; 

What  e'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  and  fea, 

Or  heaven.,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 
2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 

The  lightnings  flafh,  the  thunders  roar  j 

He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 

And  tempeft  from  his  airy  ftore. 
5  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fen,t, 

O  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubborn  land  ; 

When  ail  thy  tirft-born,  beafts  and  mea, 

Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifraei,  whom  his  hand  redeemed, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave. 

5  His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  hofts  of  hell  ; 
And  heaven  he  gives  as  to  pofifefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoitate  angels  fell. 

Psalm    CXXXV.     Common   Metre. 

Praife  due  to  €od,  not  to   Idols. 

WAKE,  ye  faint?  :  To  praife  your  King 
Ycur  fwcetcft  pafiions  raife. 


Ufa  P    5     A    L     M       CXXXVL 

pleafnre,  while  you  fing, 
Increafi:  g  with  the  praifc. 

2  Great  and  works  unknown 

Are  hi;  iivir.e  employ  : 
Eut  ftill  his  laints  ore  near  his  throne, 
Ki:  tteafuFe  and  his  joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth,  jmd  feaconfefs  his  hand  ; 

He  -ids  the  vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  itorm  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  founding  ikies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  he  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  flocks  and  (tones  they  trvift 

Can  give  them  fhowers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glittering  duft, 

And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 
♦   [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  fpeechlefs  prove, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  never  form'dto  move, 

Nor  hands  have  power  to  fave. 
7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

3  Yc  nations,  know  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honours  there. 

Psalm    CXXX  VI.  Common  Metre. 

Ccd's  JPonders  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemption    rf 

Ifrael,  and  Salvation  of  his  People. 
2  f^\  IVE  thanks  to  God,  the  fovcreign  Lord  ; 
*  \JT      His  mercies  Jl ill  endure, 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd, 
His  truth  is  ever  Jure. 

a  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done  1 
How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 


P    S     A    L     M      CXXXVL  241 

Heaven,  earth  and  fea  he  fram'd  alone  :■ 
How  -wide  is  his  command  ! 

3  The  fun  fupplies  tha  day  with  light  : 

How  bright  his  courfih  Jhine  ! 
The  moon  and  ttars  adorn  the  night  : 
His  -works  are  all  divine  ! 

4  [He  ftriick  the  fons  of  Egypt  dead  : 

How  dreadful  is  his  rod  ! 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  : 
How  Gracious  is  our  God. 
c   He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two, 
His  a?;n  is  great  in  might  : 
And  gav  e  the  tribes  a  paffage  through  ; 
His  -power  and.  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  : 

How  glorious  are  his  -ways  ! 
And  brought  his  faints  through  defer t  ground  : 
Eternal  be  his  pKaife. 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  han#; 

Victorious  is  his  f word  : 
While  Ifrael  took  the  prormYd  land 
A?id faithful  is  his  iucrd.] 

8  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  firf ; 

He  felt  his  -pity  move  : 
How  fad  the  fhite  the  world  was  in  1 
Ho<w  boundlefs  was  his  love  ! 

9  He  lent  to  fave  us  from  our  woe  ; 

His  go&dnefs  never  fails  ; 
>    From  death  and  hell,  and  every  foe  j 

And  JIM  his  grace  prevails, 
ro  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King  ; 
His  mercies  /till  endure  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  ling  ; 

His  truth  is  ever  fur e. 
Psalm     CXXXVL     As  the  143th  Pialra, 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  moft  high, 
The  univerfal  Lord  : 
The  fovereign  King  of  kings  : 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

X 


*4z  P     S     A     L     M      CXXXVI. 

His  power  and  grace 

Are  Jul  I  the  fame  % 

And  let  his  name 

Have  cndlefi  praife. 
2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heavens  alone. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall jh  11  endure  ; 

And  ever  fute 

Abides  thyword. 

3  His  wifdomfram'd  the  fun 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  ftars 
To  cheer  the  darkfome  night. 

His  power  and  grace 
Are  Jiili  the  fame  ; 
And  lei  his  n«m& 
Have  endlefj  }  raife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  firfl-born  fons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  cUad  : 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  JIM  endure  ; 
And  ever  fare 
Abides  thy  word, 
t  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  red-fea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  pafi'age  through. 
His  tovuer  and  grace 
Are  JIM  the  fame  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 
%  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 

With  all  his  hoft  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  full  endure, 
And  ever  fure 


P     S    A    L     M       CXXXVI.  243 

Pause. 
7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  fervants  toek. 
FoiTellion  of  their  land, 

His  fotver  and  grace 

Are  fill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  ■praife.~\ 
S  He  faw  the  nations  lie 
All  perifhing  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  f.ill  endure  : 

And  ever  jure 

Abides  thy  word- 

9  He  fent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  us  from  our  woe, 
From  fatan,  fin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 

His  po%ver  and  grace 

Are /till  the  fame  ; 

And  let  hit  name 

Have  endlefs  fraife, 

10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  Goj, 
To  God  the  heavenly  king  : 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  fing, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall fit!  endure  ; 
And  ever  fur  e 
Abides  thy  word, 

Psalm     CXXXVI.     Abridged.     Long   Metre. 
I    /"""I  I VE  to  our  God  immortal  praife  ; 

\Jf   Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 

H  orders  of  giacs  to  God  belong 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  f>ng. 
2.  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 

The  Xing  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 

H;s  m:rciei  ever  /hail  endure, 

IVhen  lords  and  tings  are  known  no  more. 


244  PSALM       CM  XXVI I 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  iky, 
And  fix'd  the  fiarry  lights  on  high: 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fon^. 

4  He  fills  the  fuo  with  morning  light, 
He  bkls  the  moon  direct  the  night  : 
His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure. 

When fujts  and  moons  Jhall  Jhine  no.  more. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  Jong. 

6  He  fowthe  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  move  within  : 
His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure 

When  death  and  fin  fliail  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fave 
From  guilt,  and  dafltnefs,  and  the  grave  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  Belong 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 
%  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  lis  heavenly  feat: 
His  mercies  ever  Jli all  endure 
When  this  vain 

Psalm     CXXXVU. 
The  Babylonian  Cj.^>t  . 

1  A  LONG  the  hanks  where  Babel's  enrreut  flo\v<, 
_£~\_  Our  captive  bands  in  deep  defpondence  fixay'd, 
While  Zicn's  fall  in  fad  remembrance  role, 

Her  friends,  her  children  mingled  with  the  dead. 

2  The  tunelefs  harp,  that  once  with  joy  we  fining, 

When  praife  employ'd  and  mirth  infpjr'd  the  lay, 
In  mournful  filence  on  the  willows  hung  ; 
An  1  growing  grief  prolong'd  the  tedious  day. 

3  The  barbarous  tyrants,  to  increafe  the  w<  e, 

With  taunting  fmiles  a  fong  of  Zion  claim  ; 
Bid  facred  praife  in  ftrains  melodious  flow, 

While  they  blafpheme  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 
4.  But  how,  in  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknown, 
Shall  Ifrael's  fons,  a  fong  of  Zion  raife  ? 
O  haplefs  Salem,  Gon±  terreftial  throne, 
Thou  land  of  glory,  facred  mouut  of  praife. 


P     S     A     L     M       CXXXVIII.  245 

5  If  e'er  my  memory  lofe  thy  lovely   name, 

If  my  cold  heart  neglect  my  kindred  race, 
Let  dire  deftru-ftions  feizc  this  guilty  frame  ; 
My  hand  mall  periih  and  my  voice  fhall  ceafe. 

6  Yet  fnall  the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zion  calls, 

O'ertake  her  foes  with  terror  and  difmay, 
Kis  arm  avenge  her  dcfolated  walls, 
And  raife  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

P     S    A    L    M       CXXXVjII. 
Rfjioring  and  Preferring  Grace. 

I   "TTTITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
VV     I'll  praife  my  Maker  in  my  long  • 

Angels  fhall  hear  the  notes  I  n\ife, 

Approve  the  fong  and  join  the  praife. 
2.   [Angels   that  make  thy  church  their  care 

Shall  witnefs  my  devotions  .there. 

While  holy, zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies. J 

3  I'll  ling  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  nngthe  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  Ihow. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  : 
He  did  my  riling  fears  controul, 

And  ftrength  diffus'd  through  all  my  foul. 

5  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  flate, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  fcorns  the  great  j 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  blefs 
The  humble  fouls  that  truft  his  grace, 

6  Amidft  a  thoufand  fnares  I  Hand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive, 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  fave  from  forrows  or  from  fins, 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes^ 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes, 

X  x. 


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C  XX  XIX. 

The  all-fa 

Long  Metre. 

i 


I    TT     ORD,  thouhaft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro'  ; 
\/_j  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 

My  rifmg  and  my  refting  hours, 
My  heart  and  fiefh  with  all  their  powers. 
2.  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  ray  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diftinclly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpe'ajk 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  ftand, 
On  every  lide  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  !   what  lofty  height  * 
My  foul  with  all  the  powers  I  bcaft, 

Is  in  the  boundlefs  profpedt  loft. 

5  Oh  may  theft  Thoughts  pejjefs  my  breafl^ 
Where-e* er  I  rove  luhere-t'er  I  reji  j 
Nor  let  my  iveaker  faffions  dare 
Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  their. 

Pause     I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervice  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  pre  fence  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

JTis  there  thoudwell'ft  enthron'din  light  j 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

S  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weftern  fea, 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  fhould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day, 


P     S    A    L     M       CXXXIX,  447 

10   Oh.  may  thcfe  thoughts  foffefs  my  brcaft, 

Whc.re-e'er  I  rove,  ivhere-e'er  I  reji  ; 

Nor  lit  my  weaker  pajjions  dare 

Con \[en t  tofinyfor  God  is  there. 

Pause     II. 
ir  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 

No  fcreen  from  thy  Ail-fearching  eyes  j 

Thy  hand  can  i'eize  thy  foes  as  foon 

Through  midnight  ihades  as  blazing  noon. 
12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 

Great  God,  they'er  both  alike  to  thee, 

Nat  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 

And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

!■>   Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  foffefs  my  breajly 

Wkere-e'er  I  rcroey  =zvhere-e'er  1  reji  i 

Nor  let  my  ^weaker  pajfions  dare 

Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there. 
Psalm     CXXXIX.  Second  Part.  Long  Metrer 
The  luonderful  Formation  of  mart. 

1  ^npWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

f       A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame; 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  fhine. 
And  each  proclaim  thy  fkill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  could  all  my  limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confufion  lay  : 

Thou  fawefh  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd 
And  what  thy  fovereign  counfels  fram'd 
The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart, 
Wa.;  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  bft  to  mew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  Itamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame, 
And  i:i  fome  unknown  moment  join'dj 
The  finiih'd  members  of  the  mind. 

There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began. 
And  all  the  pafhons  of  the  man, 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praife, 


2j$  PSALM      CXXX1X. 

F  a  a  s  x. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  <2ge 
I've  acted  on  life's  bufy  ftagq, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
My  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er. 

And  count  each  Isnu  that  makes  tie  fr.ore, ' 
Before  rr.y  fwifteir  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  Thefe  on  my  heart  are  jf* ill  impref-, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft  ; 
And  at  my  waking  ho'jr  I  find 
Cod  and  his  love  poffefs  my  mind. 

Psalm     CXXXTX.    Third  Pent.    Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  fr'jfejl,  and  Grace  tried  ;   or,  the   H-:atiJeaTck- 

tfig   God. 

i   IV  /f^  ^uJ'  v;1aat  in  >vard  S^f  *  'eeI> 

JlVX   When  impious  men  tnmfgrefs  thy  will  ! 

1  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 

Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain, 
a  Does  not  my  foul  defeft  and  hate 

The  fons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 

Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 

I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 
3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  every  though, 

Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not, 

Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

^  Doth  fecret  mifchief  l**k  within  ? 
Do  i  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  ? 
Oh  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  ftray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfe<£l  way. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.     Firji  Part.  Common  Metre. 
God  is  every  inhere. 

I  TTN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
J_  In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  ov  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 


PSALM       CXXXIX,  245 

z  Thy  all-furrotmding  fight  furvey* 
My  riling  and  ray  reft, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  fecrets  of  ray  breaft. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word^ 
He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  Oh  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ; 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Enclos'don  every  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  ftlllj 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  fovereign  love. 

Pause. 
5  Lord,  where  fh ail  guilty  fouls  retire 
Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy. dreadful  fire, 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 
■j  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  Breath 
To  'fcape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  o:  death^ 
And  make  the  grave  refigri. 
\  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning-light 
I  fly  beyond  the  weir, 
Thy  hand,  which  muft  fupport  my  flight, 
Would  foon  betray  my  reft. 
I  If  o'er  my  fins  1  think  to  draw 
The  curtains  of  the  night, 
The  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  mades  to  light. 
O  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight-hour 
Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee 
'salm  CXXXIX     Second  Part.  Common  Metre, 
The  Wifdom  of  God  in  the  formation  of  Man. 

WHEN  I  with  pleafing  wonder  ftand, 
And  all  my  frame  furvey, 


^0  PSALM      CXL. 

Lord,  tis  thy  work.  ;   I  own  »"hy  hand 

Thus  built  ray  humble  clay, 
a  Thy  hand  ray  heart  and  reins  poffeft 

Where  unborn  nature- grew  ; 
Thy  .vifdom  ill  ray  features  trae'd. 

And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  niceft  care  furvey'd 

The  growth  of  every  part  ; 
Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  fkill  j 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftill. 

5  Thy  awful  glores  round  me  fhine, 

My  :ic Hi  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

Psalm      CXXXIX.   14,  17,   iS.   Third  Fm 

Common  Metre. 

The  mercies  of  God  innu>r,a  able. 

An  Evening  Plalm. 

1  TT     ORD,  when  I  count  thy  raercies  o'er, 
1,   j  Tl.ev  lii ike  me  With  furprife  ; 

>iot  all  the  fands  that  fprcad  the  more, 
To  equal  numbers  rife. 

2  My  flefh  with  fear  and  wonder  funds, 

The  product  of  thy  kill, 
And  hourly  bletTmgs  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  :n  my  heart  by  night  1  keep  ; 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
Oh  may  the  hour  tlrat  ends  my  fleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

Psalm     CXL.     Common  Metre. 

1    T>ROTEC'i  us,  Lord,  from  fatal  harm  ; 
JJ7     Behold  our  rifing  woes  ; 
Wc  truft  alone  thv  powerful  arm, 
To  fcatterall  our  foes. 


PSALM       CXLIL  2jt 

%  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poifon'd  dart, 
Their  thoughts  are  fall  of  guile, 
While  rage  and  carnage  fwcll  their  hearty 
The/  .ve^r  a  peaceful  '"mile. 

3  O  God  of  grace,  thy  guardian  care, 
When  foes  without  invade, 
Or  fpread  within  a  deeper  fnare, 
Supplies  our  conftant  aid. 

4,  Let  falfehood  flee  before  thy  face, 
Thy  heavenly  truth  extend, 
All  nations  tafte  thy  heavenly  grace, 
And  all  delufion  end,  i 

«;  Witlt  daily  bread  the  poor  fupply, 
The  caufe  of  juftice  plead, 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  high, 
With  Chrift  the  glorious  head. 

Psalm     CXLL     Ver.  2,  3,  4   5. 

Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  JLcrve, 
A  Morning  or  Evening. Pfalm. 
j  T\  /T^  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 

J.VA  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thine  houfe, 

And  let  thy  nightly  worfhiprife 

Sweet  as  the  evening  facrifice. 
a  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 

From  every  rafh  and  heedlefs  word  ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 

The  guilty  path  where  fanners  lead. 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  itray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  ptefr.  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief  ; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  tave. 

Psalm     CXLII. 
God  is  the  Hope  ef  the  Helfkfs. 

1  f  I  ^O  God  I  made  my  forrows  known, 
I        From  God  I  fought  relief  j 


z5i  PSALM      CXLIII. 

In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  foul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 

My  henrt  began  to  break.  ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
Beholds  the  way  I  take. 

3  On  every  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helper  gone, 
While  friends  and  ftrangers  palt  me  by 
Neglected  and  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near, 
ii  Thou  art  jny  portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  almighty  Friend. 

6  From  rny  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  fhall  I  praife  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  thai  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

Psalm     CXLIII. 

Complaint  of  heavy  Affli&iom  in  Mind  and  Body. 

x  "Tl   JTY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
J^V_J_   Hear  when  I  fpread  my  hand*  abroad, 
And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
Oh  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace  ; 
Should  juiHce  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  man  alive  is  giiiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  woes  that  burthen  me  ; 
Down  to  the  duft  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfecn, 

My  heart  is  defolate  within, 


PSALM      CXLIV:  ft53 

My  thoughts  in  muling  filence  trace 
The  antient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope 
Yobear  my  finking  fpirits  Bp  ; 

I  ftretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirft  like  parched  lands  for  rai»- 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  j 
When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  forever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 
Will  fink  thy  prifoner  to  the  grave  ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 

Make  haftc  to  help  before  I  die. 
S  The  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 

Diftreffing  pains,  diftreffing  fears  ; 

Oh  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 

How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice  ! 
9  In  thee  I  truft,  to  thee  I  figh, 

And  lift  my  weary  foul  on  high  , 

For  thee  fit  waiting  all  the  day, 

And  wear  the  tirefome  hours  away, 
I©  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  fhow 

The  path  in  which  my  feet  mould  go  : 

If  fnares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 

I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 
il  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill : 

Let  the  good  fpirit  of  thy  love 

Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

?2  Then  fhall  my  foul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  fhall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  flefh  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpirit  more. 

Psalm     CXLIV.    Firji  Part.  Ver.  i  2. 
Affijiance  and  Vitlory  in  the  fpiritual  Warfare, 

1   T^OREVER  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
JJ    My  Saviour  and  my  fhield  ; 
Y 


254  PSALM       CXLIV. 

He  fends  his  fpirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

z  When  fin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
inftru&s  me  in  the  heavenly  tight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 
My  fainting  hope  fhall  raife  j 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  fhall  be  the  praife. 
Psalm      CXLIV.  Second  Part.  Ver.  3,4,  5,  %' 
The  Vanity  of  Man,  and  CondeJ "cent ion  of  God. 

1  "1"     ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  rnan, 

\__j  Born  of  the  earth  at  firft  ? 
His  life  a  fhadow,  .light  and  vain, 
Still  hailing  to  the  .duft 

2  Oh  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 

Or  all  his  finful  race, 
That  Cod  fhculd  make  it  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  grace  ? 

3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 

Who  fhakes  the  worlds  above, 
What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ? 
Psalm     CXLIV.     Third  Part.  Ver.    12— 15 

Grace  above  Riches  ;   or,  the  happy  Nation, 
x   TJT APPY  the  city,  where  their  fons 

And  daughters      right  aspoiim'd  Acnes 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  ftate. 

2  Happy  the  land  in  culture  drefs'd, 
Whofe  flecks  and  corn  have  targe  increaf*  ; 
Where  men  fecurely  work  cr  reft, 

Nor  fons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Hmpy  the  nation  thu:  ei  d^w'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  a;e  thofe 
On  whom  the  all-funVient  God 
Simfelf  with  all  his  grace  beftows. 


PSALM       CXLV. 
Psalm     CXLV.     Long  Metre, 
The  Greatnefs  of  God. 
i  "|%   ffY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife, 
J_Va   Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  death  and  glory  raifethe  fong, 
£  The  wing  of  every  hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  j 
And  every  fetting  fun  fhall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  andjuftice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  fireara  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwil't  ;   thine  anger  flow, 
Butdieadful  to  the  ftubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  Sovereign  glory  flainc  ; 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  prolaim 
The  found  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

^  Let  diitant  times  and  nations  raifa 
The  long  fuccefiion  of  thy  praire  i 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  fong 
The  joy  and  triumph  cf  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  deeds  '. 
1  hy  greatnefs  --all  our  thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vaft  and  unfearchable  thy  ways, 
Vait  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 

Psalm     CTvLV.   i — 7,  11 — 13.     FhfiTi 
Th:  Greatnejs  of  God. 

1  "I"     ONG  as  1  live  I'll  blefs  thy  name, 
\   j  My  King,  my  6 ad- of  love  ; 

My  work  and  joy  fhall  oe  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  th^Lord,  his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
I'll  ling  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  fhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 


>56  P     S     A     L*    M       CXLV. 

The  men  th<- 1  hear  my  facred  fong 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  fhall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  giorious  deads  of  antient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  ftate 
With  public  fplendor  fhown. 

$  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 
Thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
Tho'  rocks  and  his  remove. 

Psalm     CXLV.  Second PartTVer.  7,  ££r* 

The  Gccdnefs  of  God. 

t    OWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
i^y   My  Gpd,  my  heavenly  King  : 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
In  founds  of  glory  fing. 

j   God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
His  goodnefs  to  the  ikies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  fhiner, 
And  every  want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides? their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  aie  thy  companions  Lord  ! 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fend?  his  pardoning  word- 
To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves. 

5  Crctures  with  all  their  en  die  fs  rice 

Thy  power  and  praife  proclaim  j 
But  faints  that  taile  thy  richer  grace 

.Delight  tj  jlcfi  t'.vy  name. 


psalm     exiiVi. 

Psalm     CXLV.  14,  17,  SV.     Thirdly 
Mercy  to  Sufferers  ;    or,  God  hearing  Prayer. 
1    T     ET  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  (peak,, 
[     .  Thou  foverei^n  Lord  of  all  ; 
Thy  ftrengthening  hands  uphold  the  v?eak, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  rail. 
2,  When  forrcw  oows  the  fprit  downj 
Or  virtue  lies  diftrell 
Beneath  fome  proud  opprelTor's  frown. 
Thou  giv'il  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  fupports  our  finking  days 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  ; 
Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  ways. 
And  all  his  words  are.  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And  their. beft  wifh.es  to  fulfil. 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  fhall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fmcere  ; 
He  faves  the  fouls,  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  (word  fhall  flay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 

But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  fhall  fay, 

"  They  fought  the  Lord  in  vain."] 

7  [My  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 

Psalm     CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth.  . 

1  TQRAlSEye  the  Lord,  my  heart  fhall  join 
JL     In  works  fo  pleafant,  fo  divine  ; 
Now  while  the  fiefh  is  mine  abode, 

And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  fhall  emply  my  nobleft  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praife  flsall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft>  - 
Y  % 


l&  P     S     A     L     M      CXLVI. 

3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  trail  ? 
Princes  rruft  die  and  turn  to  duft  I 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Iirael's  God  :  He  made  the  iky, 
And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  lhall  find  his  promife  vain. 

5  His  truth  forever  itands  fecure  : 

He  faves  th'  oppreif,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  labouring  confeience  peace, 
And  grants  the  prifoner  fweet  releafe. 

6  The  Lord  to  fight  reftores  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  ilranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  f:.therlefs. 

7  He  loves  the  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  he/1  : 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 

Praife  him  in  eveilafting  ftrains. 
Psalm     CXLVI.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Fm;fe  to  God  for  his  Gocdnefs  and  Trfstfi. 

1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 

On  immortallity  endures. 

2  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  trull  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  duft  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flefh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour, 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely. 
On  Ifrael's  God  ;   he  made  the  iky, 

And  earth  and  fcas  with  all  their  train  j 
His  truth  forever  Itands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  oppreit,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  fh.'dl  find  his  promife  vain. 


PSALM       CXLVII.  259 

4  The  Lo.id  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  : 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  labouring  confeience  peace 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fathevlefs, 

And  grants  the  pnfonei  fweet  releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  heil  ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  llrains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breach,. 
And  when  my  voice  is  loll  in  death 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praife  ihail  ne'er  be  paA, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Psalm     CXLVII.     Firjl  Tart. 
The  divine  Nature,  Providence,  and  Grace, 

1  T)R  AISE  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raife 
JL      Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  % 
His  mercy  melts  the  itubborn  foul, 
And  makes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  theftars,  thofe  heavenly  flames,. 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names, 
His  fovereign  wifdom  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowo'.d. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might  ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  jufr. 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 
Pause. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  iky  \ 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  iet§  the  dfops  defcend  in  vain.,. 


*6o  PSALM      CXLVIL 

6  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn  ; 
The  beafts  with  food  his  hands  Ripply, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force  ? 
The  vigorous  man,  the  warlike  horfe, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  active  limb. 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight: 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  : 

He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Psalm     CXLVII.     Suwd  Part 

Summer  and  Winter. 

3    T     ET  Zion  praife  the  mighty  God, 

1    ^  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad 
For  lweet  the  joy,  our  fongs  to  raife, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife. 

Z  Our  children  live  fecure  and  bleft  ; 
Our  fh-ores  have  peaee,  our  cities  reft  ; 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  fineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blefling  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  feafons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ; 

His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defcends. 

4  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  the  ground  : 
His  bail  defcends  with  dreadful  found  :. 
His  icy  hands  the  rivers  hold, 

And  terror  arms  his  wintry  cold. 

5  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow  ; 
The  ice  diflolvcs,  the  waters  flow  ; 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 

6  Thro'  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  fhown  ; 
His  gofpcl  through  the  nation  known  j 
He  hath  not  thus  rcveal'd  his  word 

To  every  land  •:  praife  ye  the  Lord. 


F    S    A    L    M      CXLVIII.  261 

Psaim     CXLVII.  7 — 9.  13 — 18.  Common  Metre- 
The  Seafons  of  the    Year. 

1  "VY7TTH  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud, 

\\     Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  j 
Over  the  heavens  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  Iky. 

2  He  fends  his  fhowers  of  bleffings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crown  ; 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
But  man  who  taftes  his  fineft  wheat 
Should  raife  his  honours  high. 

4  His  fteady  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declinging  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  fro  ft,  his  fleecy  fnow 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  ftrearns  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy    fetters   bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  ftorcs  on  high 

He  pours  the  founding  hail, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  ipring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud 
Praife  ye  the  lcvereign  Lord. 
Psalm     CXLVIII.     Proper  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  for  all  Creatures. 
2    ~\7"E   tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  yoar  Creator's  praife. 


2  6*  P     S    A    L    M      CXLVI1I. 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 
In  w^nds  of  light 
Begin  the  fcng. 

2  Thou  fun  with  cuz7ling  rays, 
An  1  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to   'our  Maker's  praife, 
With  flrars  iff  twinkling  light. 

His  power  declares, 
Ye  floods  c     high 
Andcloudi  that  <\y 
In  erapt]    air. 

3  The  fhining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  ft  and, 
Or  in  fwift  courfe.,  move, 
By  his  fupremc  command. 

He  fpake  the  'ord, 
An.1  all  tb<  ;"  frame 
From  nothing  came 
1  »  praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mightjr  wheels 
In  unknown  ^es  pa<r, 

And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  a..i  nature  laft. 
In  different  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrcus  name, 
And  fpeak  his  praife. 

Pause, 
r   Let  all  the  earth-bom  race, 
And  monitors  of  the  deep 
The  fifh  that  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fleep, 
From  fca  and  fliore 
Their  tribute  pay, 
•      And  ftill  difpiay 

The. r  Maker's  power. 
6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  faow, 
Praife  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 
And  llormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  wuid. 


PSALM     CXLVIII.  2S3 

When  lightning  fhine 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
His  rand  divine. 
7  Ye  mountains  near  the  fkicSj 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 
Beads  wild  «nd  tame, 
Birds,  tfies  1  nd  worms, 
In  various  forms 
Exalt  his  name. 
S  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord  the  fo-.  ereign  King  % 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  wonders  ling  : 
Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  power  and  ftate 
Make  you  forget 
His  power  fupreme. 
.9  Virgins  and  youths  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age     _ 
Their  feeble  voiees  join  : 
Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  fung 
By  every  tongue 
In  endlefs  {trains. 
-i-O  Let  al!  th«  nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  j 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taite  his  love  : 
While  earth  and  iky 
Attempt  his  praife 
His  faints  fhall  raife 
His  honour?  high, 
Psalm     CXLVIII.     Paraphrafed in  Long  Metre, 
Univerfal  Praife  to    God. 
1    T    OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 

1   j  From  diflant  worlds  where  cieature  dwell  : 
Lei  heaven  begin  thefolemn  word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 


j  $4  PSALM      CXLVIII. 

Note.      This  Vfahn  may  be  Jung  to  the  Tune    of  the    el  J 

wztk  or  iznth  Pfalm  if  tkefetiuo   lines    be  added  t* 

every  Stanxa,  (viz.) 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays. 

But  they  can  ne'er  complete  the  praife. 
Gtheruife  it  muft    be  fung    to   the    ufual    Tuna    of  the 
Long  Metre. 

2  The  Lord,  how  abfolute  he  reigns, 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  ftrains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  mining  blifs  : 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  tempefts  and  his  fame 

In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare  ; 
Let  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea 

In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  (kill  ; 
Ye  vallies  fink  before  his  eye; 

And  let  his  praife  from  every  hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighbouring  fky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  ftately  pines, 
Eend  your  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  beafts,  in  different  ftrains  ; 
The  lamb  muft  beat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Ye  birds,  his  praife  muft  be  your  theme. 
Who  form'd  to  fong  your  tuneful  voice ; 
"While  the  dumb  fifli  that  cut  the  ftream 
In  his  protecting  care  rejoice. 

*)  "Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  fings  ? 
Oh  for  a  fhout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  fwains  and  lofty  kings  ? 


P     S     A     L     M       CXLVIU.  265 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies. 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be 'known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  fnout  his  praife  j 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

1 1  Jehovah  •    'tis  a  gicriou*  word  ! 
Oh  may  it  dwell  on  every  .tongue  ! 
But  faints  who  beft  have  known  the  L 
Are  bound  to  raifs  the  nobieii  long-,  v 

tz  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chcrl: 
Ftom  ail  below  and  all  above. 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.     Short  I 
Vnrjerfal  Praifu 

t    TT     ET  every  creature  join 

j[ ^     To  praife  th'  eternal  God  ; 

Yc  heavenly  hofts,  the  fong  begin. 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  v/ith  paler  rays, 
Ye  {tarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flame-,. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above,     , 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  Hand  or  move, 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  mowers  or  fnow, 
Ye  thunders  murmuring  round  the  ikies, 
His  power  and  glory  fhow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flaming  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  iri  dreadful  ilormi  conipire 
To  execute  his  word. 

€  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  expreft  • 
But  faints  that  tarre  his  faving  love 
Should  fmg  his  praifes  belt. 
2 


itS  T     S     A     L     M      CXLVIH. 

Pause     I. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  przife  ; 
Fraife  him,  ye  watery  worlds  below. 
And  monfters  of  the  feas. 
§  From  mountains  near  the  iky 
Let  his  high  praife  re  found, 
From  humbie  fhiubs  and  cedars  higkj 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 
3  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expects  your  praife. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 

On  high  his  praifes  bear  ; 
Or  fit  on  flowery  boughs  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

u  Ye  reptile  myriads  join, 

T'  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
And  flies  in  beauteous  forms  that  fhine, 
His  wondrous  (kill  proclaim. 
31  By  all  the  earth-born  race, 
His  honours  be  expreft, 
Eut  faints  that  know  his  heavenly  gracej 
Should  le^.rn  to  praife  him  beft. 
Pause     II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 

Fraife  ye  th*  eternal  King, 
Judges,  adore  that  fovereign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  fprinj. 

14  Let  vigorous  ycuth  engage 

To  found  hii.  praifes  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feeble  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  fhown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raife  ; 

God  is  the  Lord  ;   his  name  alone 

Dcfcrves  our  endlefs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 


PSALM      CXLIX.  a67 

But  faints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Should  ftng  his  praifes  beft. 

Psalm     CXLIX, 

Fraife  God,  all    his  Saints  •    or,    the  Saints  judging    th* 
IForU, 

I       .4    LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
_/_\_    And  let  your  longs  be  new  ; 
Amidtt  the  church  with  cheerful  vofee 
His  latter  wonders  (hew. 

a  The  Jews  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Sb. all  tieir  Redeemer  fmg  j 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  pruife 
While  Zioit  owns  her  king 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleafjre  in  the  jufrr 

Whom  tinners  treat  with  fcorn  : 
The  meek  that  he  difpls'd  in  dull 
Salvation  fhali  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  In  their  king 

E'en  on  a  dying  bed  : 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fir.g, 
For  God  mill  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praife  (hail  fill  their  torfiguej, 

Their  hand  lhiail  wield  the  fword  : 
And  vengeance  fliali  attend  their  fongs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  WhehChrifi  his  judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear. 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  hisfrlends 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  fliali  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  Gcd> 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

S  The  royal  finners  hound  in  chains 
New  triumph  fhaliaffoid  : 
Such  honour  for  the  faints  remains  ; 
Praife  yt  an.dW  the  Lord. 


i6f  PSALM      CI 

P    S    A    L     tti       CL.        I,  2,   6. 

A  Song  cf  Praife. 

IN  Oods's  own  houfe  pronounce  bis  praife . 
His  grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

-.   Let  all  your  facred  paffions  move, 
While  you  rehearfe  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  cf  favinglove 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

3   All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  foul  (hall  praife  him  belt. 

The  Christian  Doxology. 

I  -  r  2  Metre. 
npO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
|         And  Sod  tl  e  Spirit,  thee  in  on*, 
'  Be  honour,  praife,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  en  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
Common    Metre. 

LET  G<?d  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  :.  . 
Wh  :n  ksown/ 

Gruinrs  to  fore  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre. 
Whin  the  Tunc  Inejudei  two  $t&r.z,ci. 


j. 
npffl  crcy  be  ador'd, 

J^       Who  calk  n  death, 

faves  by  his  reJeer«ing  wcid, 
■  uew-creatii 

!!. 

.'.'en, 
triad, 
,  arrd  •  hree  : 


D  0  X  C  L  C  G  2  E  S.  let 

Short  Metre, 


YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  belowy 
VVorfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  fpirit  too. 

As  the  113/i  Pfuhn, 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  given. 
Through  ail  the  worlds  where  God  is  known; 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

4%  the  148/A  Pfalm 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raife  , 
Glory  to  God  the  Son. 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  ling, 
While  fan h  adores. 

END  of  the  PSALMS, 


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An     I     N     D     E     X, 

O     R 

L  E  to  find   a  Ffalna  fuited  to    particular  Sub- 
jects or  Occasions. 
li  yi  u  fin  1  not  what    Word  you  feek  in  this    Table 
fc<  k  :  i  •  I    e  r  of  the  fame  Signification  ;    Or,  i'cek.  it  un- 
der fome  of    the  mere    general    Words}    fuch    as 
.';,  Pfa/m,  Prayer,  P/aijr,  Ajjx 
6> ace,  1         era      ■  Death,  &c. 

A:  the  f.rli:  and  fecondj  their  dominion  ?, 
fed,  Pity  to  them,  41,  35  ftjpported,  55, 
145,  146.  their  Prayer,  102,  143.  Saints  happy  73, 
119,  14th  Part,  94.  Afflictions,  Hope  in  them  42,  13, 
77.  Support  and  Prwfit  119,  14//;  Pmt.  initrufrion 
by  them  94,  119,  i8th,P$r/,  fancrified  94,  no,  i3r^ 
/..-''.      Courage  in  them  119,   .  .  removed  by 

$4,  1C7.     !  to  them    123,    131,    39. 

\£  ana  body  143.  Trying  our  Grace  66,  119, 
17.':  i\;/.',  without  lie je.'+fon  89.  Of  Saints  and  Sin- 
ners different  94,  gentle  105.  Moderated  125.  very 
great  102,  143,  77.  Aged  Saint's  Reflexion  and 
Hope  71.  All-feeing  God  139.  Angels,  Guardian,  34, 
91,  all  fubje£r  to  Chrift  89,97.  Praife  the  Lord  103, 
prefeat  in  Churches  138-  Appeal  to  God  againit  Perfe- 
cutots  7.  concerning  our  Sincerity  139    Humility   131. 

Hon  of  Ghritt  24  68.  47,  1 10.  Affijlance  from  God 
144,  r 3S.  Atlteifm practical  1 4,  36,  i2,puniihed  10.  At- 

's  of  God  36,  in,  145,  147;  Authority  from 
God  75,  oz. 

BACKSLIDING  Soul  in  Ditrrefs  and  Defertion 
25,  reftored  51,  pardoned*^,  130.  Bl effing  of 
Goa  on  the  Bufinefs  and  Comforts  of  Life  1 17.  Blejf- 
ingt  of  a  Family  12S,  133.  of  a  Nation  144,  147.  of 
the  Country  6^,  147,  of  a  Perfon,  1,  32,  1  12.  Blood  of 
Chrift  cleanhng  from  Sin  ;-f,  69.  Book  of  Nature  and 
Scripture  19,  ifyqthPart  Brotherly  Love  133.  Re- 
proof -141.  Bufinefi  of  Life  bleit  127. 

CARE   of  God  oyer  his  Sainti  34.  Charity  to   the 
Poor  37,  4;,  H2.  and    Juftice    15,    Hi.   mixed 
with  Imprecations  I       ••  praifirg   God    8.    made 

.  :d  34,  78.  CkriJ  the  fecp&d 


-I       N      D      E       X. 

'Adam  8.  his  All-fufficiency  i6>  his  Afcentibn  24,  6?> 
1  10.  the  Church's  Foundation  n'SV  his  Coming,  the 
Signs  of  it  12.  his  Condei'centioii  and  Glorification  8. 
Covenant  made  with  him  89.  firff  and  fecond  coming 
96,97,9,3,  the  true  David  33  his  Death  and  Refur  ■ 
region  22,  16,  69.  the  eternal  Creator,  r 02,  exalted  to 
theKmgdem  2,21,  3.  72,  no,  our  Example  109, 
Faith  in  his  Blood  ^1.  God  and  Man  89.  his  Godhead 
102.  our- Hope  4,  51  his  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  40, 
the  King,  and  the  Church  his  Spoufe  45  his  Kingdom 
among  Gentiles  72,  87.  132.  his  Love  to  Enemies  109, 
-,35.  his  Majelty  97,  99.  his  mediatorial  Kingdom  89, 
no.  his  Obedience  and  Death  69.  his  perfonal  Glo- 
ries and  Government  45.  Praife-d  by  Children  8.  Prieit 
and  King  1  10.  his  Refurrection  on  the  Lord's  Day  1 18. 
our  ftfength  and  Righteoufhefs  71.  his  Sufferings  and 
Kingdom  2,  21,  69  his  Sufferings  for  our  Salvation 
69, -his  Zeal  and  Reproaches  ibid.  Chrijlians  Qualifica- 
tions 15,  24.  Church  made  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87: 
Church  its  Beauty  44,  48,  122,  the  Birth-place  of 
Saints  87.  built  on  Jefus  Ch'ift  1 18.  Delight  and  Safe- 
ty in  it  27.  Deftruetion  of  Enemies  proceeds  from 
thence  76.  gathered  and  fettled  132.  of  the  Gentiles 
45.  47.  God  fights  for  her  46.  10,  20.  God's  Prefence 
there  132,  84.  God'sfpecial  Delight  87,  132.  God's 
Garden  92.  Going  to  it  12  2.  the  Houfe  and  Care  of 
God  135  of  the  Jews  and  Gentiles  87.  its  increafe  67. 
PrayeHn  diftrefs  80  Reftored  by  Prayer  85,  102,  107. 
is  the  Safety  and  Honour  of  a  Nation  48.  the  Spoufe  of 
Chrift  45  its  Worthip  and  Order  48.  Colonies  -planted 
107.  Comfort  Holinefs  and  Pardon,  4,  32,  IT9  nth 
and  1 2th  Parts,  and  Support  in  God  94,  16,  from  an- 
tient  Providence  77,  143.  of  Life  bleft  127,  and  Par;- 
don  130  Company  of  Saints  16,  109  Crm-plaint  of 
Abfence  from  Puolic  Worfhip  42.  of  Sickuefs  6.  De- 
fertion  13,  Pride.  Afheifm.  Oppreffion,  &c.  to,  12, 
of  Temptation  13.  general  102  of  Quarrelfome  Neigh- 
bours 120.  pf  heavy  Aihi«£t. :  is  in  Mind  and  Body  143. 
Compajfion  of  God  103,  145,  147  Communion  with 
Saints  106,  133.  Confejjion  of  our  Poverty  16.  of  Sin, 
Repentmce,  and  Pardon  32,  51,  33,  130,  143.  Con~ 
fckna  tender  119,  tph  Vait,  its  Guilt  relieved  38,  2-1 


r     U      D.     E      x. 

^r,  130.  Contention  complained  of  tzo.  Converfe  --vith 
God  119,  zd  Part  63.  Cotmerfipn  and  Joy  126.,  at  the 
Afcention  of  Chrift  no  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87, 
106,  96.  Corruption  of  Manners  general  11,  12.  dun- 
fcl  and  Support  from  God  1 6,    119.   Courage   in    Death 

16,  17.  71.  in  Pcrftcution  119,  i7th  Part.  Covenant 
rr.id;  with  Chrift  89  of  Grace  unchangeable  St),  106, 
Creation  and  Providence  135,  136,  33,  104,  147,  148. 
Creaturesao  Truft  in  them  62,  33.  146.  vain,  and  GoJ 
all-fufficient  33.   Pruifmg  God  148. 

DAILY  Devotion  45,    139.   Day   of   Humiliation 
for  Difnppointmeivs    in    War    60.     Death   and 
Pvefurre&ion  of  Chrift  16,  69,    of   Saints    and    Sinners 

17,  37,4.9.  and  Sufferings  of  Chrift  22,  65.  Deliver- 
ance From  it  31.  and  Pride  49  and  the  Refurredion  49, 
71,  89,  Courage  in  it  16,  17,  23.  the  ErFect  of  Sin  90. 
Defence  in  God  3,  121.  and  Salvation  in  God  18,  61. 
Delaying  Sinners  warned  95.  Delight  and  Safety  in  the 
Church  48,  21,  84.  in  the  Law  of  God  1x9,  5th  8th 
and  1 8th  Parts,  in  God  63,  42,  73,  84,  1 2,  Deliver- 
ance begun  and  perfected  85,  from  Dei  pair  18,  from 
deep  Dijhefs  34,  40.  from  Death  31,  118.  from  Op. 
freffion  and  Fallhood  56.  from  Persecution  53,  94.  by 
Prayer  34,  40,  15,  1 26,  from  Shipwreck  107,  from 
Slander  31.  Surprifmg  1 2 6.  Defertion  and  Diftrefs  of 
Soul  25,  13,  38  143.  Z?£/?r<»  of  Knowledge  119,  9th 
Par/,  of  Holinefs  119.  nth  Par/,  of  Comfort  and  De- 
liverance 119  1 2th.  Par/,  of  quickening  Grace  119, 
1 6th  Pur/.  Deflations,  the  Church's  Safety  in  them 
46.  Dejpair  and  Hope  in  Death  17,  49.  Deliverance 
from  it  f8,  130.  Devotion  daily  54,  134,  141.  on  a 
lick  Bed  39,  6.  Dbeclion  and  Pardon  25.  and  Defence 
prayed  for  5.  and  Hope  42.  Dijhefs  of  Soul  25.  re- 
lieved 51  1 30.  Dominion  of  Man  over  the  Creatures  8. 
Doubts  and  fears  fuppteffed  3,  31,  143.  Drunkard  and 
Glutton  107.  Duty  to  God  and  Man  15,  24,  Duelling 
with  God,  fee  Heaven,  Church,  &c. 

EDucation,  Religious  34,  78.  Egypt's  Plagues  I0£. 
End  of  Righteous  and  Wicked  r,  37.  Enemiet 
overcome  18.  prayed  for  35,  109.  deftroyed  12,76,48. 
Envy  and  unbelief  cured  37,  49.  Equity  and  Wifdom, 
of  Providence  9.    Evening  Pfalm  4,  139,   141,    %vi* 


r      If      D      E      X. 

aknees  of  Grace,  26.  of  Sincerity  18,  19,  139.  Evil 
Times  12.  Neighbours  120.  Magiilrates-  11,  58,  82.. 
Exaltation  of  Chrift  to  the  Kingdom,  2,  21,  22,  69, 
72,  no.  Examination  26,  139.  Exhortations  to  Feace 
and  Hoiinefs  34. 

FAITH  and  Prayer  of  perfecuted  Saints  35.    in  the 
Blood  of  Chrift    51,    32.     in    divine    Grace    and 
Power  62,  130.   Faiikfulnefs  of  God  89,  105,  in,  145* 

146,  of  Man  15,  141.  Fal/£ood,  Blafphemy,  &c.  12. 
and  Opprelnon  12,  56.  Family  Government  101.  Lo,ve 
and  Worfhip  1.33.  Blefiings  128.  Fears  and  Doubts 
fuppreffed  3,  34,  31.  in  the  Worfhip  of  God  89,  99? 
of  God  119,  13th  Part.  Flattery  and  deceit  complain- 
ed of  12,  36.  Forma/  Worlhip  50.  Frailty  of  Man  89, 
90,  144.  Fretfulnefs  difcouraged  37.  Frie.ndjhip  its 
BlelTmgs  133.    Funeral  Ffa!n»  89,  90. 

GENTILES  given  to  Chrift  2,  22,  72.  Church 
45,  65,  72,  87.  Owning  the  true  God  96,  98-, 
-47.  Glorification  of  Chrift  8,  45,  Glory  of  God  in  our 
•.Salvation  69,  and  Grace  promifed  84,  97,  89  Glutton 
78.  snd  Drunkard  107.  G0il2.ll  in  all  127.  All-Juffici- 
cnt  16,  33.  his  Being  Attributes  and  Providence  .56,  65 

147.  his  Care  of  Saints  7,  34.  his  Creation  and  Provi- 
dence 33,  104.  &c.  our  Defence  and    Salvation    3,    61, 

■33,  115.  Eternal  and  Sovereign  and  Holy  93.  Eternal 
and  M<2«  mortal  90,  102.  Faiikfulnefs  105,  in.  89. 
Glorified and  Sinners  faved  69.  Goodnefs  and  Mercy 
145,  103.  .  Goodnefs  and  Truth  145.  146.  Governing 
•Power  and  Goodnefs  66.      CrVra/  and  Good    144,    68, 

145,  147^  Judge  9,  50,  97.   Kind  to    his    People    145, 

146.  his  Majefty  97,  and  Condefeehfion  113,  114  Mei*- 
ey  and  Truth  36,  103,  135,  89,  T45.  Made  Man-  8, 
ȣ  Nature  and  Grace,  65,  bis  Perfeclions  in,  36,  J45?- 
•147.  our  Portion  and  G/fcr.^2  our  Hope  4.  our  Portion. 
here  and  hereafter  73.  his  Power  and  Majefty  68,  8c, 
93,  96.  Praijedby  Children  8.  cur  Prcfirver  121,  138. 
prefent  in  his  Churches  84.  46.  our  Shepherd  23.  his 
Sovereignty  an$l  Goodnefs  to  Man  8,113,  144.  cur 
Support  arid  Comfort  94.  Supreme  Governor.  82,  93, 
75.  His  Vengeance  ans  Compaffion  68,  97,  TJnchang- 
fbk  89,  hi.  his  Univerfal  Dominion  103.  bis  Wifdom 

phis  Works   1::,  129.   irorty  of  all  Praife  145,  146, 


INDEX. 

150.  Good  Works  1 5, 24.   112.  profit   Man,   not 

:6,  Goodnefs  of  God  8,  103,  in,  145,  146       G of pe/ its 

Glory  and  Succefs  10.  45,  HO.  Jovful  Sound  89,  98. 
Worfhip  and  Order  48.  Government  of  ChriP 45.  from 
God  75.  GVarv  its  Evidences,  or  Self  Exam-..ation  26, 
139.  above  Riches  144.  without  Merit,  16,  32.  of 
Chrift  45,  72.  and  Providence  33,  36,  135.  136,  147. 
Preferving  and  reftoring  138.  Truth  ana  Protection  57, 
Tryed  by  Affliction  17,  66,  125.  and  Glory  84,  97. 
Pardoning  130  Guilt  of  Confciencc  relieved  30,  32, 
51,   130. 

HARVEST  65,  126.  147  JfraM,  Sicknefs,  and 
Recovery  6,  30,  31.  Prayed  for  6,  38.  39.  Jiiwrl 
known  to  God  139.  Hearing  of  Prayer  and  Salvation  4, 
10,66,  102.  Heaven  of  feparate  Souls  17,  the  Saint'i 
Dwelling-place  24.  Holmefs,  Pardon  and  Comfort  4 
Deiireft  119,  nth  Part.  Hope  in  Darknefs  13,  77,  143. 
of  Rcfurrv.it ion  16,  71.  and  Dcfpair  in  Death  1-,  49. 
and  Prayer  27.  for  Victory  20  and  Direction  42.  lh- 
Janna  of  the  Children  8.  for  the  Lord's  Dav  118.  Uu- 
mil  afion  D<ry  io,  60.  Humility  and  Submiliion  131,139? 
Hypocrite  and  Hyp,;crifv  12     co. 

'"DOLATRY  reproved  1 1 5",  135.  Jeievat  68,83. 
reigns  9 3,  96,  97.  Jeius  fee  Ifrael.  liuprocathns 
raid  Charity  35.  7/?  arnation  96,  97,  98.  and  Sacrifice 
ofChriit  40.  Infants  1^.  fee  Children.  Lyhi.clion 
from  God  25.  from  Scrij>tnre  119,  4rh  and  7'ch  Farts, 
in  Piety  34.  Tnjt'ru&i've  Afflictions  94  Intern peranccpu* 
nifhed  78.it  pardoned  107.  '/c .  ofCo:v.erfioni2  6.  i/'..'f.; 
faved  flora  the  Affyrians  76,fa-.ed  fr  >m  F.gypt&t brought 
to  Canaan  135,  136,  77,  105,  107  Rebellion  &Puni(h* 
ment  78.  punifhed  and  pardoned  106,  107.  Travels  iri 
the  Wildernefs  107,  114  "Judgment  and  Mercy  9,  63. 
Day  1,  qo,  96,  97,  98,  149.  Scat  of  God  9.  Jujlice  of 
Providence  o.  and  Truth  towards  Men  15.  Jujiificati* 
en  free  32.  i3o. 
T/'  NOIFLEDGE  defired  19,  n  9,.  9th  Part. 

L^JfofGod,  Delight  in  it  119.  Liberality  rd» 
warded  41,  112.  L//>  ;.;vl  i';w^s  their  \  anity 
49.  (hort  and  feeble  89,  10,  144.  Longing  afrer  God 
&3,  4.2  Lord's  Day  Pfaira  29,    118.    Morning   5,    19. 


INDEX. 

63.  Lfwe  to  our  Ne  ghbour  15.  of  Chrift  to  Sinners 
35.  of  God  better  than  Life  63.  of  God  unchangable 
106,  89.  to  Enemies  109,  35  Brotherly  133.  Luxury 
puniflied  73.  and  pardoned  107. 

MAgef rates  warned  58,  82.  Qualifications  ior. 
raifed  and  depofed  75.  Majefiy  of  God  68, 
fee  God  Man  his  Vanky  as  mortal  39,  89,  90,  144, 
Dominion  over  creatures  8  mortal  and  Chrift  c  ernal 
102.  Wonderful  Formation,  139.  Marriage  myftical 
45.  Majler  oi  tl  family  101.  Mdancholy  reproved  42, 
and  Hope  77.  removed  126.  Mercies  common  and 
fpecial  68,  103.  Spiritual  and  Temporal  103.  Innu- 
merable 139.  Everlafting  136,  Recorded  107.  and 
Truth  of  God  56,  1G3,  89,  136,  145,  146  Merit 
.difdaimed  16.  Midnight  Thoughts  63,  139  119, 
3th  and  6th  Parts.  Miniflers  ordained  131.  Miracles  in 
the  Wildernefs  114.  Morning  Pfalm  3,  141  of  a  Sab- 
bath 5,  19,  63.  Mortality  of  Man  39,  49,  90.  and  Hope 
89.  and  God's  Eternity  90,  io2„ 

NATlCTN's  Safety  is  the  Church  48.  Profperity  67, 
144.  Bleft  and  pumlhedi07.  National  Deliver- 
ance 67,  75,  76,  124,  126.  Deflations,  the  Church's 
Safety  and  triumph  m  them  46.  Native  of  Man  139. 

OBedience  fincere  32,  18, 139.  better  than  Sacrifice 
50  Ok  Age,  Death  90.  and  Refurredtion  17,  89. 
PARDON,  Holinefs  and  Comfort  4.  of  Backfiid- 
ing  78.  and  Direction  25.  and  Repentrnce  pray-, 
ed  for  38.  and  Confeffion  32.  of  original  and  actual 
Sin  51.  Patience  under  afflictions  39.  under  Perfec- 
tions 37,44.  In  Darknefs  77,  130,  131.  Peace  and 
Holinefs  encouraged  34.  with  Men  defired  120.  Per- 
fections of  God  in,  145,  147,  36.  Persecuted 
Saints,  35,  44,  74,  80,  83.  Perfecuticn,  Deliverance 
from  it  7,  53.  94.  Courage  in  it  119,  17th  Part.  Per- 
f editors  punifhed  7,  129,  140.  Their  Folly  14.  com- 
plained of  35,  44,  74,  80,  83.  Deliverance  from  them 
94,  9,  TO.  Perfeverante  J 38.  in  Trials  119,  17th 
Part.  P<?/?//c'«^,  Prefervation  in  91.  Piety  Inftru&ions 
therein  34.  Pity  to  the  afflidted  41.  fee  Charity,  God, 
Pleading  without  repining  39,  123.  the  Promifes  119. 
20th  Part.  Poor  Charity  to  them  15,  37,  4,1,  jj^, 
Portion  of  Saints  and  Sin?«r$  11 ,   17,  37.     Povsrty 


I       N       D       E       X. 

red  1 6.  Bra&ical  Atheifm  14,  36.  Praife  to 
rom  Children  8,  for  Creation  and  Providence  33, 
104.  to  oar  Creator  100.  from  all  Greatures  148.  for 
Eminent  Deliverances  34,  11S  General  86,  145,  150, 
for  the  Gofpel  98.  for  Health  reftored  30,  116.  for 
Hearing  Prayer  66,  102.  to  Jefus  Chrift  45.  from  all 
as  1:7.  and  Prayer  public  65.  for  Protection, 
Grace  and  Truth,  57.  for  Providence  and  Grace  36, 
for  Rain  65,  147.  from  the  Saints  149,  150.  for 
Temporal  BlefLngs  68,  147.  Prayer  heard  4,  34,  65, 
6©,  in  time  of  War  2c.  and  Hope  of  Victory  20. 
Praife  public  6c.  and  Hope  27.  in  Church's  Diftrefs 
§0  Heard  and  Zion  reftored  102.  and  Praife  for  Deli- 
verance 34.  Preferring  Grace  138.  Prefervation  m 
Public  Dangers  46,  91,  112.  Daily  121  Pride  and 
Atheifm,  and  Oppreiuon  punifned  10,  12.  and  Death 
49.  Prieft\ood  of  Chrift  51,  no.  Princes  vain  9 V, 
146.  Profe'fisn  of  Sincerity  and  Repentance,  He. 
119,  3d  part  139.  Faife  50.  Promfes  and  Threaten- 
ings  81.  pleaded  119.  roth  part.  Profpenty  danger- 
ous 55,  73.  Prosperous  Sinners  curfed*37,  49,  73. 
Proteclion,  Truth  ancTGiace  57.  bv  Day  and  Night 
121.  Previdence,  its  Wildow  and  Equity  9,  and  Cre- 
ation 33,  r  15,  136.  and  Grace  36,  147.  and  Perfec- 
tion of  God  36.  its  Myftery  unfolded  73.  recorded  77, 
78,  107.  in  Air  Earth  and  Sea  35,  65,  89,  104, 
107,  147.  Pfalm  for  Soldiers  18,  60  for  old  Age  71. 
for  Hufbandman  65.  for  a  Funeral  89,  90.  for  the 
Lord's  Day  92.  before  Prayer  95.  before  Sermons  ibid. 
for  Magi ftr ate s  ior  for  Houiholders  ;oi.  for  Ma- 
riners 107.  for  Gluttons  and  Drunkards.  107.  Pub' 
lie  Praife  for  prh-ate  Mercies  116,  118.  for  Deliver- 
ance 124  Worfhip  attended  on  1 22.  Prayer  and 
Praife  65,  84.      Puhtjhment  of  Sinners  l.,  11,37. 

QfJ^/Z^^.'/e^ofa^Chriftian    15,   24.      QuigkauM 
Grace  II 9,    l6ih°  part. 

R41N  from  Heaven  135.  65,  147.  Recovery  from 
Sicknefs  6.,  30.  u6.  .  Relative  Duties  15,  133. 
Religion  a/id  Juftice  15'. '"in  Words  and  Deed  37.  Re* 
//g/ows  Eduction.  34,78.  Remembrance  of  former  De- 
liverance, 77,  143."  Repentance,  Confefiion  and  Par- 
tis 31.  and  Faith  in  the  Elood  of  Chrift  51  Rsp>:&ch 


INDEX. 

removed  31.  37.  Rtfi gnat  ion  39,  1 23,  13  r.  Refolutions 
holy  iig,  I5th  part.  Re/soring  Grace  138,  23.  &r- 
furreclion  aad  Death  of  Chrilt  z,  16.  of  the  Saints  i6P 
17,  49,  71.  and  Death  59,  71,  89.  Reverence  in  Wor- 
ship 89,  99.  Riches  their  Vanity  49.  compared  with 
Grace  144.    Right  eoufnefs  from  Chrilt  71, 

Ssicjifice   40,   51,    69.     Incarnation   ef  Chrift    4* 
_  &»/«?/>  in   public    Dangers.  91.  in    God    61,    and 
Delight  in  the  Church  27.     Saints    happy  and  Sinners 
curfed,  1,  ii,   119,     ,ft  ^>ar/.  the   bell    Company    16. 
chara&erifed  15,  24    dwell  in  Heaven  15,  24.  puniflied 
and  faved  78,  106.    God's  care  of  them  34.  Reward  at 
laft  50,  92.     Patience  and  World's  hatred  37   chaftiied 
and  Sinners  destroyed  94.  die,    but    Chriit    lives    102. 
jmmihed  and  pardoned  106.   107.  conducted  to  Heaven 
106,    137.     Aihiclicns   moderated    135.     judging    the 
World  149.      Sdhjatim  of  Saints  10.  and  Triumph  1$. 
•and  Defence  in  God  62.  by   Chrift   69,  85.     San&ified 
;  Afflictions  119.  lajlpurt,  94.   Satan  Subdued  3,6,    13 
vcripure  compared  With   Nature    19,    119,    7th   part. 
■Inftmclion  from  it  119,4th   part.  Delight    in    it   Ho. 
|th  and  zZthpart.  Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  it  n   , 
6th  part    Variety  and  excellency  119,  Sth  part.     Sea- 
Jons  of  the  Year  65,  147.      Seaman's  Song    i©7.    6W^ 
Devotion  n9,  2d  p^,  34.   S*&W  God  63,  27    Se/f- 
>  Examination,  or  Evidences  of  Grace  26. 13a.    &*a  ate 
Souls,  Heaven  17.   .S/dxS^  Devotion  6,  38,  30"  116. 
,  «W<  healed  6:  x6.      ^  0f  ChriiVs   comV !; 

tiff''.  ,°fNftUre  x*  °riSinal  and  actual,  "con- 
-  felled  and  pardoned  51.  Univerfa'  14  Sincerity  10,  26 
'  f '  J39-  Proved  and  rewarded  i3.  profeit  1,9  3I 
■part  &  ns  of  T  ongue  12,  34,  50.  Slander,  Deliverance 
from  ,t  31,  120.  SWiin  Separate  State  7,  I46  ,  w 
^r// given  at  Chuff's  Afeention.  68.      His   iSoS 

3,  18,  144-  Bleffings  and  Puniihment  Si.  oW*  <  • 
;  the  *car  <h ;and  Summer  65.  x 04,  and  Wmt{;  %" 
.£/«-«  and  Thunder  20,  r ? Si  rAa  ?„„  ,7  1,  T  "* 
j  lance  and  Pardon  pra^d  roV  /&   gSSS/^ 

M  Death  of  Chnll  22    and  Kingdom  of  Cl;n  fa 
A  a 


INDEX. 

69  no.  Support  and  Counfel  from  God  16.  for  the 
Afflicted  and  tempted  55.  and  Comfort  in  God  94, 119, 
14th  part. 

TEmptations  overcome  3,  iS.  in  Sicknefs  6.  Thanks 
public  for  private  Mercies  116,  118,  Threutning, 
promifes  81.  Thunder  and  Storm  19,  135.  136,  148. 
Times  evil  ir,  it.  Tongues  governed  34,  39.  Truji 
in  the  Creatures  vain  62,  146. 

VANITY  of  Man  as  mortal  39,  89,  144.  of  Life 
and  Riches  40.  Vengeance  and  Companion  68. 
againft  the  Enemies  of  the  Church  76,  249.  Vineyard 
of  God  wafted  80.  Unbelief  and  Envy  cured  37.  punifli- 
ed  95.  Unchangeable  God  89,  1 1  I.  Vows  paid  in  the 
Church  116.  of  Holinefs  119,  15th  part. 

WAR,  Prayer  in  Time  of  it  20.  Difappointmenfs 
therein' 60.  Vi&ory  18.  Spiritual  18,  144. 
Warning  of  God  to  his  People  8r.  Watchfulnejs  19, 
141.  Over  the  Tongue  39.  Weather  65,  107,  135, 
147,  148.  Wickedncjs  of  Man  14,  36,  5 1.  Winter 
and  Summer  147.  Wfdomwd  Equity  of  Providence  9, 
«f  God  in  his  Works  1 1 1.  Works  of  Creation  and  Pro- 
vidence 104  147,  48,  and  Grace  19,  33>  **if  IJSi  J36- 
<5ood  proht  Men  not  God  16.  World's  Hatred  and 
Saints  Pafcence  37.  Worjhip  and  Order  of  the  Gofpel 
4.8  Delight  in  it  84.  with  Reverence  89,  99.  Daily 
res  iUl  141.Ua  a  Family  133.  Public  63,  84,  122, 
132.  Abfencefromit63.  Wrath  and  Mercy  from 
the  Judgment-Seat  9. 

ZE  A  L  and  Prudence  93.    Zm}  ilss  Citiita 
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A    TABLE  to  find  any  Psalm  by 
the  fir  ft  Line  of  it, 

Tage 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  fkies  *         17 

Are  frnners  now  fo  fcnfelefs  grown  25 

Are  al!  the  foes  of  Sihri  fools  98 

Among  th1  affembiics  of  the  great  142 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  140 

Awake,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife  104 

Awake  ye  faints  ;   To  praife  vour  King  £39 

Almighty  God  appear  and  faye  22 

Arffe,  my  gracious  God  30 

And  will  the  Got  of  cjr^ce  143 

Amidft  thy  v/rathrf  member  love  '  69 

All  ye  that  love  the  toi&reji  ice  267 

Along  the  banks  w;.-.  re  Babel*?  ci  rre  .:  Rows  244. 

BLEST  is  the  man  wjho  jQhfiins  the  place  4 

Bleft  are  the umfefil'<l  in  heart            >  210 

E.'eit  are  the  fons  of  peace*  ^37 

Blerf.  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  c3 

Bleft  is  the  man,  whofe  brcaft  cm.  rtio'.'c  74 

Biefr  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know  ^53 

B'efr  is  the  man,  forever' bleil  56 

Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  ;  179 

Behold  the  morning  fun  36 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  6$ 

Behold  us  Lord,  and  let  our  cry  98 

Betfcid,   O  God,  what  cruel  foes,  140 

Behold  the  furc  foundation  frone  207 

Behold  thy  waiting  lervant,  Lord  216 

Behold  the  lofty  fky  35 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  174 

CKildren,  in. years  and  knowledge  young  61 

Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  62 

Come,  found  his  praife  abroad  167 

Come  let  our  voice-  join  to  raifc  J 68 

Confider  all  my  forrbws,  Lord  219 

AVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  itrength  40 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  1 2.1 

\RLY  my  God,  without  delay  106 

It  the  Lord  our  God  173 


El? 


17*AR  as  thy  name  is  known  84. 

_     Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  221 

Father,  I  ring  thy  wondrous  grace  121 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  229 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  53 

F«ols  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay  24 

Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord  253 

Forever  fhall  my  fong  record  151 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  190 

From  all  that  dwell  below  tbe  fkies  206 

From  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts  234 

From  foes,  that  round  us,rife  103 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  189 

Give  thanks  to  God  molt  high  241 

Give  thanks  to  God  the  fnvereign  Lord  240 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  186 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  243 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame  52 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  149 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints  8r 

God  my  fnpporter  and  my  hope  128 

God  of  eternal  love  iSS 

God  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth  125 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down  71 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife  194 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  113 

Great  God  attend,  while  Zhn  fings  145 

Great  God  attend  to  my  complaint  IO9 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove  139 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  107 

Great  God,4he  heaven's  well  order'd  frsrr.c  37 

Great  Goi,  whofe  univerfaJ  fway  126 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high  239 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;   his  works  of  mi^ht  10^ 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  S3 

Great  fhepherd  of  thine  Ifrael  140 

HAD  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love  227 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  200 

Happy  the  city,  where  :he:r  fons  254 

Happy  the  man,  whofe  cautious  feet  S' 

Hear  me,  0  God,  nor  hide  thy  fact  176 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vif.on  faui  153 


Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  2Z 

He  reigns  ;   the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ?7° 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God  159 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  64 

How  bleft  the  man  to  whom  his  God  5^ 

How  awful  is  thy  chafteriinf;  rod  J 3^ 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

How  fait  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife 

How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 

How  pieafant,  how  divinely  fair 

How  pleas 'i.  and  blefl  was  I 

How  lhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts 

JEHOVAH  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light 
Jefus  lhall  reign  where-e'er  the  fun 
Jefus,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne 
Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways 
fudge  me,  O  God,  and  plead  my  caufe 
judges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws 
Juft  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word 
Joy  to  the  world  :  the  Lord  is  come 
Jf  God  fucced  not,  ail  the  coft 
If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny 
I  love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  cries 
I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 
I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high 
1  fet  the  Lord  before  my  face,.    . 
I  lift  my  foul  to  God 
I'll  fpeak.  the  honours  of  my  King 
I'll  praife  my  maker  with  my  breath 
I'll  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day 
In  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaitife 
In  thee,  great  God,,  with  fongs  of  praife 
In  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call 
In  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife 
JEn  all  my  vafr  concerns  with  thee 
In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known 
Is  tnere  ambition  in  my  heart 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife.- 
Let -all  the  heathen  writers  joia 
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Let  every  creature  join  2^ 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodoefs  fpeak.  2^7 

LetZion  praife  the  mighty  God  260 

Let  Zion,  and  her  fongs  rejoice  177 

Let  earth)  with  every  iile  and  fea  171 

Let  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice  81 

Let  finners  take  their  courfe  ico 

Let  God  arife  in  all  his  might  ti6 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  137 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fen'ant  cry  207 

Lord,  I  efteem  thy  judgments  right  214 

Lord..  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  215 

Lord,  thou  h?.s  fearch-d  and  feen  me  thro*  246 

Lord,  w  hen  I  court  thy  mercies  o'er  250 

Lord,  wKat  was  man,  when  made  at  firft  18 

Lord,  I  am  thine  :  bat  thou  wilt  prove  30 

Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere  32 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  work?  of  old  77 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  hn  04 

Lord,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high  I  r  7 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I  I2kp 

Lord>  thou  haft  call'd  thy  grace  to  mini  148 

Lord,  thou  haft  fcourged  our  guilty  land  104 

Lord,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  rriy  days  60 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hearme  when  l  pray  ir 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  fhaft  near  iz 

Lord,  I  can  fufferthy  rebukes  13 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs  95 

Lord,  If  thine  eyes  Purvey  our  faults  158  , 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  159 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafcnt  thing  to  ftand  162 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  254 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  name  25  c, 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  14S 

Lo  !   what  a  glorious  corner-ftone  209 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  fight  236 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  263 

MAKER  and  fovereigri  Lord  6 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fong  175 

Mine  eyes  and  my  defirc  48 

My  truft  is  in  rrry  heavenly  friend  14 

My  fhepherd  is  the  living  Lord  44. 


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My  mepherd  will  fupply  ray  need  44 

My  never-ceadng  fong  ihall  fhow  151 

My  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place  145 

My  God,  my  everlafting  hope  12.3 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  M4 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  10S 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  105 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fpringj  102- 

My  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  75 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  78 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  54 

My  God,  the  iteps  of  pious  mea  63 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  21 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  q 


My  God,  accept  my  e.irly  vows  25 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  grr.cious  God  252 

My  God,  my  King  thy  various  pnufe  25  * 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel  24S 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  221 

My  God,  confider  my  diftrefs  xi§ 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  181 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praiTe  183 

NO  fleep  nor  {lumber  to  his  eyes  236 
Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true    203 

Not  to  ourfeives,  who  are  but  duft  202 

Now  mav  the  God  of  power  and  grace  39 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage  42 

Now  let  our  mournful  fongs  record  43 

Now  be  my  heart  infpired  to  fing  79 

Now  fnall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid  115 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  120 

Now  I'm  convine'd,  the  Lord  is  kind:  1 27 

OGod  !   to  whom  revenge  belongs  165 

O  all  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  205 

O  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign  227 

O  happy  man,  whofe  foul  .is  fill'd  231 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  10 

O  God  of  grace. and  righreoufnefs  ir 
O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King                                ..   .     15 

O  Lord,  our  .Lord,  how  wondrous  greaS  16 

O  blefTed  fouls  are  they  55 

O  God  of  my  falvation,  heas  150 


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59 


A         TAB       L       E; 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  cq 

O  thou,  whole  juilice  reigns  on  high  101 

O  thou  that  hear' It  when  Tinners  cry  04 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  96 
Oh  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour 
Oh  happy  nation  where  the  Lord 

Oh  bleis  the  Lord,  my  foul  iSl 

Oh  for  a  Ihout  of  facred  joy  Si 

Oh  what  a  ltitF rebellious  lioufe  137 

Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  2  1 7 

Oh  how  i  love  thy  holy  law  215 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs  233 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft  1^ 

Of  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fmg  175 

PROTECT  as,  Lord,  from  fata!  harm  233 

Preferve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  27 

Eiaife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  238 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  lhall  join  zey 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;   'tis  good  to  raife  259 

Praife  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  1 1  2 

RETURN, 'O  God  of  love,  return  153 

Remember  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate  154 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  57 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  2^6 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  28 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  f  welling  tioods  11  & 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive  93 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  fhirie  1 15 

Soon  as  1  heard  my  father  fay  50 

Salvation  is  forever  nigh  148 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  142, 

Sing,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lcrd  1 14. 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  name  166 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  yc  diitant  lands  168 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  197 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  130 

See  what  a  living  ftonc  20$- 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  m/  King  162 

THRO'  every  age,  eternal  God,  I56 

To  Gcd  1  made  my  forrows  knoWH:  251. 

To  God,  the  Great,  the  ever  bleft  188 

To  thee,  molt  high  and  holy  God  133 


To  Gcd  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice  134 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries  51 

To  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love  53 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  34 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light  21 T 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  224 

To  cur  almighty  Maker,  Gcd  J 72 

Th' Almighty  reigns  exalted  high          .  17T 

The  Lord  is  eome  ;   the  heavens  proclaim  170 

The  God  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  163 

The  Lord  yekmah  reigns  1 64 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  173 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  180 

The  man  is  ever  bleft  5 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  37 

The  Lord  my  fhepherd  is  45 

The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  46 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  50 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  73 

The  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee  HO 

The  God  of  our  falvation  hears  Hi 

'Tis  by  thy  ftrcngth  the  mountains  viand  113 

The  Lord,  the  Judge  his  churches  warns  8S 
The  Lord,  the  fovereign  fends  his  fummons  forth      89 

The  God  of  glorv  fends  his  fummons  forth  91 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  87 

The  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face  80 

The  Lord,  the  fovereign  King  l8i 

The  Lord  appear^  my  helper  now  205 

Thy  name,  aimighty  Lord,  205 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord,  192 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth  O  Lord  21  <; 

Teach  me  the  meafare  of  my  days  70 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  (he  Lord  1 99 

Thus  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord  70 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  your  work  is  vain  72 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  fields  87 

Thus  God  th'  eternal  Father  fpnke  To* 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea  196 

That  man  is  bleft  who  ftands  in  awe  198 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  2o3 

This  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  45 


A        TABLE. 

'Phee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ffrength. 
'Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
'Twas  for  our  fake,  eternal  God 
'Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man 
Thou  God  of  Love,  thuu  ever-bleft 
Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 

VAIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent" 
Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Up  from  my  youth,  may  lfrael  fay 
Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Unfhaken  as  the  f  acred  hill 

WE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft  the  good 
We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore 
When  overwhelmed  with  grief 
When  lfrael  fum'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd 
When  Chriit  to  judgment  fhall  del"cen<f 
When  man  grows  bohj  in  fin 
V,  hen  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftrong 
When  the  great  Jud^re,  fupreme  and  juft 
When  I  with  pleafing  wonder  ftand 

God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes 
When  paio  and  ariguifh  leize  me,  Lord 
When  lfrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
When  God  reltor'd  our  captive  irate 
When  God  reveal'd  hi- gracious  name 
With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tjngue 
With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong 
With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud 
With  revertr.ee  let  the  faints  appear 
With  earnelt  longings  of  the  mind 
Where  fhall  the  man  be  found 
"Where  fhail  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
Why  mould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  t 
Why  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
Why  did  the  feivs  proclaim  their  rage 

Ihould  the  haughty  hero  boaft 
Why  thould  the  mighty  make  their  boafl 
Wh]  d    the  pi     'i  i  p. ful t  the  poor 
the  man  of  riches  grow 
Why  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far 


A        TABLE, 

Why  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook 

Who  (hall  inhabit  in  thy  hill 

Who  fhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place 

Who  will  arife  and  plead  my  right 

Will  God  forever  caft  us  off 

While  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God 

What  (hall  I  render  to  my  God 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face 

YE  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft 
Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 
Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord 
Ye  fervants  of  th'  almighty  King 
Ye  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  , 
Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 
Ye  holy  fouls  in  Ged  rejoice 
Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King 
'Yet  (faith  the  Lord)  ii  David's  race 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

Hymn     I. 

A  S.ong  to  the  Latnb  that  ivasjtain.     Rev. 

i   "OiEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
j^3  Amidit  the  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name., 
And  ibngs  before  unknown. 

2.  While  angels  worfhip  at  his  feet, 
And  faints  around  him  throng, 
The  church  on  earth  with  joy  fhall  meat, 
And  join  the  heavenly  fong. 

3  Eternal  Father,  who  fhall  look. 

Thro*  all  thy  fecret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  fhall  take  the  book, 
And  open  every  feal  ? 

4  He  fhall  accomplifh  thy  decrees, 

And  all  thy  wonders  tell  : 
Lo  !   in  his  fove reign  hand,  the  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell. 

5  He  hath  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Hath  broke  the  prifoner's  chain  ; 
Hath  made  us  kings  and  prieits  with  God, 
And  we  with  him  fhall  reign. 

6  Now,  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  (lain, 

Be  endlefs  blelhng  paid  ; 
While  faints  and  angels  fill  his  train, 
And  glories  crown  his  head. 
B  b 


233  HYMN        HI. 

H  y  m  N-,     II. 

T^vunV1  ^    Lukc  L  3«»  &c  ii.  i«. 

I     |J  £.nUlvU,  the  grace  appears  ! 
X3  The  promile  is  fulfiil'd  ; 
Marv,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Tefus  is  the  child  ! 
.Z  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heavenly  form  appears  : 
He  tells  thefliepl-.erds  of  their  joys, 
And  banifhes  their  fears. 

3    Go  humble  firains  ;    faid  he, 
To  Dili-id's  cityjiy  ; 
The  promts' d  infa?it,  born  to-day^ 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

4  With  looks  and  hearts  fereney 

Go,  vifit  Chrijff your  King  ; 
And  frait  a  flaming  troop  was  feen  ^ 
The  fhepherds  heard  them  frng. 

5  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  j 
Good  ivill  to  men,  to  angel*  joy} 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth  f 

6  In  worfhip  fo  divine, 

Let  faints  employ  their  tongues  j 
With  the  c-leftial  hofts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  fongs. 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  Heavenly  peace  on  earth? 
Good  ivill  to  men,  to  angthjoyy 
At  our  Rzdicmer's   birth. 

Hymn.     III. 
Sulmijpcn  to  afflictive  providences,  Job.  j.  it, 

1  1VTAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  cam?, 
J^       And  rofe  to  life  at  firfl, 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  out  duff. 

2  The  de?r  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhert  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon, 


HYMN        IV.  «ft 

3  JTis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (bieffed  be  his  name  !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Pea^e,  all  our  angry  psffions  then  ! 

Let  each  rebellious  figh, 

Be  Silent  at  his  fovereign  will, 

And  every  murmur  die. 

3  If  fmilling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
Its  praifes  fhall  be  fpiead, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too, 
Which  firikes  our  comforts  dead. 

Hymn     IV. 

The  invitation  of  the  goffe/,  Ifa.   iv.    iij%fc, 

ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 


*  L 


And  every  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gofoei  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Came  all  ye  hungry  Sa'rvSng  foals, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  Arrive  with  earthly  toys, 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind. 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul-reviving  feait, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provilion  taftc. 

4  Come,  ye  who  pant  for  living  irream.-, 

And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  q  tench  your  raging  th-irft 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  msrey  here 

In  fpreading  occeans  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine, 

6  Great  God,  the  treatuies  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafHng  mines, 
Deep  our  heiplcfs  mercies  are, 
And  baundlefs  as  our  fins. 


i  Tj owl 

Jul  wi 

Who  brine; 


294  H       Y       M      N         VI. 

H  y  m  n     V. 
SJeffednefs  cf  gof pel  times.     Ifa'.  v.  2,   7,  &c, 

"  beauteous  are  their  feet 
rho  ftand  on  Zion'shill, 
igs  fa&ration  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  Kow  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  fweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
«  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
"  He  reigns  atid  triumphs  here. 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  thy  joyful  found, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  long  to  know 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  bleft  our  ravifh'd  eyes, 

That  fee  this  heavenly  light  ; 
Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
Bat  dy'd  without  the  light  ! 
^  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerutr'e!^  bre::k;  forth  in  fongs, 
And  delcits  learn  the  joy. 
6  The  Lord  difplay^  his  arm 

Through  nil  tic  eirrh  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Savifeur  and  their  Gcd. 

Hymn       VI. 
The  triumph  of Faith,   Rom.   viii.  33. 
j   TT7HO  (hall  the  Lord's  cie^t  cond-nn, 
\'V     'Tis  God  who  juftifies  their  foul*, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftrcam, 
O'er  all  their  f»i  rolls. 

2  Who  (hall  ajudge  the  faints  to  hell  r 
'Tis  Cbrifi  who  fuffer'd  in  their  licad  ; 
A'-.uS  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rifing  from  the  dead. 
c  He  lives  !   He  lives  !   and  (its  '•■'■ 
ling  there  : 
Who  (hall  divide  ys  fn 
Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to.defpair  ? 


H       Y       M       N         VIII.  193 

4  Shall  periecution,  or  diftrefs. 
Famine,  or  fword  or  nakednefs  ? 

He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  hears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'tors  too, 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour: 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 

Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  lave 

Hymn      VII. 
Chrift  our  ftrength.  z  Cor.  XII.   7,  9.  i;„ 

1  /"~\H>  iet  rae  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
V-/    Thy  ftrength  be  equal  to  thy  dayf 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs,     * 
And  truft  lecure  his  fovcreign  grace. 

2  My  wcaknefs  Ihall  my  glory  prove, 
That  power  may  aid  me  from  above  ; 
When  flefh  is  weak,  my  foul  is  ftrong , 
Be  grace  my  fhield  and  Chrift  my  fong. 

3  All  things  I  do,  all  fufferings  bear, 
While  God4  my  ftrength  is  with  me  .here  ; 
But,  he  withdrawn,  temptations  reign, 
And  pains  and  weaknefs  rife  again. 

4  So  Sampfon,  when  his  locks  were  loft, 
Firft  bow'd  beneath  Philiftia's  hoft  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fore  furprife, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft  his  eyes. 

Hymn      VIII. 
Hofannakto  Chrift.   Ma.  xxi.  9.  Luk/>  xk   77 

5  TJOSANNA  to  the  royal  Son,  "" 
Xl     Of  David's  ancient  line 

His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 
Myfterious  and  divine, 

£  The  root  of  David  here  we  find 
And  offspring  is  the  fame  : 

Bb4 


294  H       Y      M      K         X. 

Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
Jn  ourEmanual's  name. 

3  Bieit  he  wao  comes  to  wretched  mc.i 

With  peaceful  news  from  heaven  ! 
Rofmnah  in  the  higheft  ft  rain 
To  Chriil  the  Lord  be  given  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 

Hofannah  on  their  tongues, 
Left  rocks  and  ftones  fhould  rife,  and  break 
Their  hlence  into  fongs. 

Hymn       IX. 

Ihpe  ofHeo.vex,  by  the  Refurretlion  o/"Chrift. 

ift  Pet.   i,  3,  4,  5. 

1  T>  LEST  be  the  everlafting  God, 
_J3     The  father  ©f  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 

His  majefty  adcr'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  iky, 

He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  Ihculd  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  fins  have  doom'd  our  fkfii 

A  while  with  dint  to  blend, 
Yet  as  the  Saviour  rifes  firfr, 
His  followers  (hall  afcend. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divins 

Referv'd  again  ft  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiTd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  full  falvation  come  : 
We  walk  by  faith.,  as  ftrangers  here, 
till  Chrift  fhall  call  us  home. 

Hymn       X. 
Adoption,   1  Juhn,  iii.  Sec.  Ga!.  vi.  6, 

I    Tf>EHOLD,  wh?t  wondrous  grace 
XJ     The  Father  has  beftowed 
O  1  ftnners,   of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  the  xs^—fom  of  God  ! 


'   H      Y      M     N        XL  zcgg 

2  'Tis  no  furprifing  thing 

That  we  fhould  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  king, 
God's  everlafting  Son  : 

3  Nor  can  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  he  made  ; 
But,  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  near, 
We  fhall  be  like  our  head. 

4  We  (hall  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves,  beneath  the  throne 
Our  faith  fhall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  he  the  kindred  own. 
Salvation,     PJghtcoufnefs,      and    Strength     in     Chiifr, 
I  fa.  xiy.  21 — 25. 

I    JEHOVAH  fpeaks— let  Ifraei  hear  ! 
^J      Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear  j 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  fovereign  honours,  and  his  names  i 

a  "  I  am  the  lait,  and  I  the  firft, 

<{  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  juft  5 

"  Look  up  to  me,  from  diitant  lands, 

"  Light,  life,  and  heaven,  are  in  my  haads, 

3  "  I  by  my  holy  name  have  fwoni, 

"  Nor  fhall  the  word  in  vain  return  i 

"  To  me,  fhall  all  things  bend  the  knee,. 

"  And  e  /ery  tongue  fhall  fwear  to  me. 

4  w  In  me  alone,  fhall  men  confefs 

"  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs  ; 
"   But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  name, 
il  I'll  clothe  with  everlafting  ihame. 

5  "  In  me,  the  Lord,  fnall  all  the  feed 
"  Of  Ifraei,  from  their  fins  be  freed  5 
"  And,  by  their  Aiming  graces  prove, 

u  Their  intereft  in  my  pardoning  love.'* 

Hymn       XIL 


youth  and  Judgment.      Eccl, 

1  and  young 

indulge  your  tongue, 


1   "VT'E  fonso:  Adam,  vain  and  young, 
X     Indulge  your  eyes, 


*9&  H      Y      M      K        X1IL 

Tafxe  the  delights  your  fouls  defirc, 
And  give  a  loofe  to  all  yonr  fire. 
t  Purfue  the  pleafures  you  defign, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  fongs  and  wine  : 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth — but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too  \ 

3  God,  from  on  high,  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  fecret  faults  ; 

The  works  of  darknefs  you  have  done, 
Muft  rife  unveil'd  before  his  thione. 

4  The  vengeance,  to  your  follies  due, 

Should  frrike  your  hearts  with  terror  through  } 
How  will  you  ftand  before  his  face, 
Or  anfwer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  works  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
And  let  the  terrors  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls  to  feat  the  Lord. 

Hymn      XIII. 
Advice  to   Youthy  Eccl.  xii,   I,  7. 

3  TVTOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
XX    Remember  your  Creator  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  haftening  on,. 
When  you  fhall  fay-—myjoys  are  gone  I 

•3.  Behold  the  aged  (inner  goes, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes> 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endlefs  curfes  on  his  head. 

3  The  duft  returns  to  duft  again  ; 
The  foul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Afcends  to  God  :  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  finks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  king  !  I  fear  thy  name  : 
Teach  me  to  know — how  frail  I  am— 
And  when  my  foul  muft  hence  remove^, 
Give  rae  a  maofion  hi  thy  lovt. 


H       Y       M       M      .  XV. 
Hymn       XIV. 

Jufijication  by   Faith,   not  by   Works, 
Rom.  iii.    19 — 22.  ■ 

I   T  TAIN  are  the  hopes,  the  fons-of  men 
V        On  their  own  works  have  built  ; 
Their  hearts,  by  nature,  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt 

%  Let  Jtw  and  Gentiles  flop  their  mouths, 
Without  a  murmuring  word, 
And  all  the  race  of  Adam  ft  and 
In  guilt  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain,  we  a!k  God's  righteous  law 

To  juftiTy  us  now  ; 
Since — to  convince,  and  to  condemn — 
is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

•'.'hen  in  thy  name  we  rruft  ! 

Our  faith  receives  a  righieoufcefs 

Which  makes  the  ftnner  jtift. 

H       Y       M       N  XV. 

Regeneration,  John   1.    13.  and  iii.    3   &c, 

OT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
Nor  rites  which  God  has  given, 
Mor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  ncr  birth. 
Can  raife  afoul  to  heaven. 
%  The  fovereign  will  of  God,  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace'  ; 
Born  in  the  irn^ge  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  race. 

3  The  fpirir,  like  feme  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  fons  of  rehi  ; 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afrefli. 

4  Cur  quickned  fouls  awake — nnd  rife 

From  the  long  fleep  of  death  ; 
On  heavenly  thing-  we  5x  aur  eves* 
And  praife  employs  onr  breath* 


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a98  H      Y  „  M      N        XVIL 

H       Y       M        N  XVI. 

Heaven  imjifible  arid  holy,   I   Cor.  ii.   9,   IC. 
Rev.  axi.  27. 
I   VTOR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
J^^     Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  rhofe  who  love  the  Son. 
C.  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory,  in  his  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Fure  are  the  joys  above  the  fky, 

And  all  the  regions  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye. 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  bltfs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gttes  forever  bar 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  (hall  obtain  admittance    here, 
But  followers  of  tl  e  la 

5  He  keep,  the  Father's '      <  of  life. 

There  all  the  nam*  I 

The  Hypocrite  in  e 

To  tread  the  he  1      i  J. 

Hymn       3tVtI. 

The  Full  and  recovery  of  Man  ',  Or,  Chrift  and  Suta 
at  enmity.  Gen.  iii.  1.  15,  17.  Gal.  IV.  4,  Ct 
ii.    I5. 

1  TTVECEIV'D  by  fubtile  fnare  of  hell, 
JL/   Adam,  our  head,  our  father,  fell  ; 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curfes  fmotc  the  gn  ,md. 

2  Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord—  * 
But  fartin  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 

f*  Let  everlafting  hatred  te 

u  Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 

3  (<  The  woman's  feed  fh'all  he  my  Son  ; 

*'  He  fttall  deftroy  what  thou  haft  d  >ne— *> 
"  Shall  break  thy  head — and  only  feci 
<l  Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel/' 


HYMN        XIX, 

4  He  fpake — and  bade  four  thoufand  years 
Roll  on — at  lengtn  his  Son  appears  ; 
Angels,  with  joy  dcfcend  to  earth, 
And  ling  the  bleft  Redeemer's  birth. 

5  Lo,  by  the  (on?  of  hell  he  dies  ! 

But,  as  he  hung  'tWiXt  earth  and  fkies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph' d  o'er  the  powers  below. 
Hymn       XVIII. 
Gottvi&ion  of  fin  by  tke  lazu,  Ro.  vii,  %.   &c, 
I   T*    ORD,  how  fecure  mv  conference  lay, 
\    j  And  felt  no  inward  dread  ; 
I  iiv'd  a  while  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  fins  we-re  dead. 
%  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright, ' 
But  fince  the  precept  came 
I  Hand  convicted  by  its  light, 
And  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Beneath  the  power  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confeience  cleaa. 

4  My  God,  I'll  cry  with  every  breath. 

For  fome  kind  power  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  flave, 

H       Y       M       N   -      XIX. 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbours,      Mat.  Xxii. 
1  >'"T",HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great,  command, 
J^        Let  all  thy  powers  unite. 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  vigour  and  delight. 
Z  Then  fhall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
Thy  warm  affections  prove  ; 
And  be  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
The  meafurcs  of  thy  love. 
3  This  Mofes  and  the  prophet  fpoke, 
.     And  Jefus  from  above  ; 
"For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke; 
And  all  the    law  is  love. 


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3«o  H       Y       M       N         XX. 

4  But  oh,  how  bsfe  our  paffions  are  I 

How  cold  our  blinded  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  hearts  with  warm  defires, 
Te  learn  and  do  thy  will. 

II       Y       M       N  XX. 

E/e£?/e»,  fovereign  and  free.  Ro.  ix.   21. 

1  r  I  ""HE  potter  moulds  the  pliant  clay, 

\_       And  forms  to  various  (hapes  with  eafe  ; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  fubjec~ts  of  his  high  decrees. 

2  May  not  the  fovereign  Lord  on  high 
Dispenfe  his  favours  as  he  wiil, 
Choofe  fome  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  full  ? 

3  Shall  man  reply  agrunft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 
1  he  thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  dull  ? 

q.  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  an&  confound  thy  fight, 
Yet  it  ill  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 

5  Then  thali  he  make  his  jufticc  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  fhall  confefs 

His  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace. 
Hymn       XXI. 

Mofes  and  Chrift  ;  or,  fin  againfi    the   law  and  gcffel, 
Joh.  i.  17.  He.  iii.  3,  5,  6.  2.  28. 

1  'TPHE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

JL     But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
We're  brought  by  Chrift  (a  nobler  name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amidft  the  h  >ufe  of  God 

Their  different  works  were  done  ; 
Mofes  a  ftithfiu  fervant  ftood, 
But  Chrift — a  faithful  fun . — 
g  Then  to  his  new  command 
Be  ftrid  obedience  paid  ; 


H      Y      M      2f        XXIII.  3®1 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  ftaads 
The  fovereign  and  the  head. 

4  The  man  who  durft  defpife 

The  law  which  Mofes  brought, 
Behold  !   how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prcfumptuous  fault : 

5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calis 
And  dare  rafiit  his  grace. 

Hymn         XXII. 

The  different   Succefs  of  the  G  off  eh 
I"  Cor.  i.   13,  24.   z  Cor.  ii.  16,   I.  Cor.   iii.  6,  7. 

I   /CHRIST  and  his  crofs  are  aU  our  themes  ; 
\^>     The  myft'ries  which  we  fpcak, 
Are  fcandal  in  the  Jews  efteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek  : 

3.  But  fouls,  enlightened  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  fee  what  wndom,  power,  and  love. 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  favor  of  his  name 

Reftores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  guilt,  defpair,  and  death. 

4  'Till  God  diffufe  his  graces  down, 

Like  dowers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apoilos  fows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

Hymn       XXIII. 
Children  devoted  to  God.  Gen.  xvii.  7,   10,  Acts  Xvi. 

*4»  *5>  3?- 
(For  tfrofe  <who  -practice  Infant  BaptifmJ 

I  'rT^HUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
J[       "  I'H  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 
"  I'll  blefs  thy  numerous  race — and  they 
«  Shall  prove  a  feed  for  me." 
C  c 


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3**  H      Y      M      N        XXIV. 

2  Abra'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  gave  his  fon9  to  God  ; 
But  water  feals  the  blcfhng  now, 
Which  once  was  feal'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  fanctify'd  her  houfe, 

When  ihe  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  houfhold  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  faints,  eternal  king, 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 

To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 

And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

Hymn       XXIV. 

Swift's  Ccmpajfion  to  the  Weak  and  the  Tempted,  Heb.iv 

15,   10.  cif  v.  9.  Mat.  xii.  20. 

1   TX7"ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
y  V        0i  our  Hi8h  ^ieft,  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

1  Touch' d  with  a  fympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  groat  Redeemer  flood  ; 
"While  fatan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refift  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And,  in  his  meafure,  feels  afrefh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  merev  and  hie  power  ; 
We  fliall  obtain  delivering  gra3e 
In  the  diftrefiing  hour. 


H      Y      M      N        XXVL  333 

Hymn     XXV. 
SubtniJJion   a?id  Deliverance.   Ge«.   xxii.   6, 

1    O  AINTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  w-ord, 
£}  Give  up  your  honours  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  mall  reftore  what  you  reiign, 
Or  grant  you  bleflings  more  di-vin*. 

z  So  Abra'm  with  obedient  hand 

Led  forth  his  fon  at  God's  command  ;    , 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took, 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  ftroke. 

3  "  Abra'm,  forbear,  the  angel  cry'd, 

«  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  Jove  is  try'd  * 

"  Thy  fon  mail  live — and  in  thy  race 

"  Shall  ail  the  nations  learn  my  grace/' 

a.  Juft  in  the  laft  diitreffing  hour 

The  Lord  difplays  delivering  power ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  (hall  fee  furprifing  grace. 

Hymn     XXVL 

Pharifee  and    Publican^   Luke  xviii.  ia. 

1  I  lEHOLP  how  finners  difagree, 
J^y  The  Pufelican  and  Pharifee  ! 
One  doth  his  rtghteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  ihame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  diftance  ilarids, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands  j 
That  boldly  riles  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  Language  knows, 
And  different  anfwers  he  beitovvs  : 

The  humble  foul,  with  grace  he  crowns, 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  j 
I  tave  no  merits  of  my  cwn, 

Bur  plead  the  Sufferings  of  thy  f*n~ 


304  HYMN        X-XVIII. 

Hymn.     XXVII. 

Hc/inefs  and  Grace,  Tit.  ii    10 — 13. 

i    CJO  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
1^3  The  holy  gofpel  we  profefs  : 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  lhine 
To  prove  the  doclrine   all   divine. 

2  Thus  fhall  we  bell  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  falvation  reigns  within 
And  grace  fubaues  the  power  of  fin. 

3  Our  flefii  and  fenfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
Paflion  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ! 
While  juftice,  temperence,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  pic.y  approve, 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirirs  up, 
While -we  expert  that  bie fled  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  word. 

11   v   m   n     xxvar. 

Lev:  and  CkitritJ,    1  Cor.  xiii.   2 — 7. 

JET  Pharifees,  <A  high  efkem, 
__^  Thtir  faith  and  zeal  declare  $ 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
if  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  differs  long  with  patient  iy6, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haile  : 

She  lets  the  pre  feat  inj'ry  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  part. 

3  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 

To  feek  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
£0  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

4  Love  is  the  grace  which  keeps  her  powe'r, 

In  realms  of  light  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  faints  forever  lov*. 


H      Y      M      N        XXX.  305 

Hymn       XXIX. 
Religion  Vain  without  Love,    I  Cor.  xiii.    !,   2,    3. 
x  T"  TAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  jews, 
1   X   And  nobler  lpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found, 

%  Were  I  infpired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  heli  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove,, 
Still  1  am  nothing,  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  ftore 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name — - 

4  If  love  to. God,  and  iove  to  men 
Beabfent — all  my  hopes  are  vain  : — 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Hymn         XXX, 

The  Death  of  a  Sinner. 

1  Ti   >f*Y  thoughts  on  awful  fubje£ts  roll, 
J\jL     Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrors  feize  the  guilty  foul 

Upon  a  dying  bed. 

2  Lingering  about  thefe  mortal  fhorcs,. 

She  makes  a  long  delay  ; 
JTill,  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  fweeps  the  wretch  away  ! 

3  Then,  fwift  and  dreadful  the  defcends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coaft  ; 

Among  abominable  fiends, 

Herfelf  a  frightful  ghofi, 

4  There  endlefs  crouds  of  finners  lie, 

And  darknefs  makes  their  chains  ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  defpairs  they,  cry  ? 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  all  their  anguifh,  and  their  bloody 

For  their  own  guilt  attones ; 
"Cc-ft. 


£C6  HE      Y       xM       N.         XX  XII. 

Nor  the  compiiTion  of  a  God 

Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 
6  Amazing  gr?ce.  which  kept  my  breath, 

N^r  '.id  my  foul  remove 
'Till  I  had  Ieam'd  my  Saviour's  death, 

And  well  infur'd  bis  iuve  ! 

U       Y       M       If  XXX  I. 

The  Death  and  burial  of  a  Sitim. 

1  "YT THY  mould  we  mourn  departing  frieftds  r 

VV        Or  ihake  at  death's  alarms  r 
'Tis  but  the  voice  which  Jcfus  fends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 

As  fail  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wilh  the  houis  more  flow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  fhould  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flelh  of  Jefus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  ail  his  faints  be  Heft, 

And  foftened  every  bed  : 
Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft, 
But  with  the  dying  head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcending  high, 

And  fhew'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
And  hail  the  rifmg  day. 

6  Then  let  the  laft  loud  trumpet  found, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake  ye  nations,  from  the  ground, 
Ye  faints,  afcend  the  fkies. 

Hymn     XXXII. 

A  Morning   Song. 

i    /**"VNCE  more,  my  foul,  the  rifing  day 
V_^     Salutes  the  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  w  ho  rools  the  ikies. 


H      Y       M      N        XXXllt, 

1  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeat?, 
The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heaven,  on  which  he  fits 
To  turn  the  leafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  fhall  fpeak  his  praife  ; 
My  fins  would  rouze  his  wrath  to  flame- — 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays  ! 

4  A  thoufand  wretched  fouls  ace  fled 

Since  the  laft  fetting  funj 
And  yet  thou  lengthened:  out  my  thtead, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 
$  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
While  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  fhall  my  fun  in  fmiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleafing  night. 

H     *     m     n       XXXIII. 
yln  Evening   Song. 
I-    1  XREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  feng 
1  J-     Like  holy  incenfe  rife  : 
Aflift  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  fkies. 

a  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 
Thy  hand  was  ftill  m/  guard  ; 
And  ft  ill  to  drive  ray  wants  awayr 
Thy  mercy  flood  prepared. 
3  Perpetual  bleffmgs  from  above 
Incompafs  me  around, 
But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 
4.  What  have  I  done  for  him  who  dy'd  i 
To  fave  my  wrethed  foul  ! 
How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Fafi  as  my  minutes  roll  i 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine? 

To  thy  dear  crofs  Iflee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pardoning  bloody 

I'd  lay  me  down  to  reft  \ 


3o8  HYMN        XXXV. 

As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breail. 

Hymn       XXXIV. 

Lord's  Dav  :   or,   Delight  in  Ordinsncei', 
x  TTTELCOME,  fweet  aay  of  reit, 
VV       Which  faw  the  Lord  arife  : 
Welcome,  rothis  reviving  breaft, 
And  ihefe  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

X  The  King  himfelf  comes  near, 
And  feafts  his  faints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here,. 
And  love,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  ami dft  the  place 

Wheie  heavenly  glories  mine, 
Is  fweeter  than  ten  thoufand  days- 
In  all  the  joys  of  fin. 

4  My  willing  foul  would  flay- 

In  fuch  a  frame  as  this  ; 
And  fit,  and  iing  herfelf  away 
To  everdafting  blifs.. 

Hymn       XXXV. 

Death  and  Eternity. 
X   QJTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  which  ufe  to  life), 
j^     Converfe  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a  gafping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

Z  His  quivering  lips  hang  feebly  down, 
His  pulfes  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  groin,. 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  Oh,  the  foul,  which  never  dies  t 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  purfuc  it  where  it  flies, 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to   the  courts  where  angels  dwellj, 

It  mounts  triumphing  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell,. 
In  terror  and  dc  fpair  1. 


I 


HYMN"        XXXVL  38  9 

5  And  muft  rny  body  faint  and  die  ! 
And  mud:  this  foul  remove  i 
0%,  for  fome  guardain  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  fafe  above. 

<  Almighty  Saviour,  to  thy  hand, 
My  naked  foul  I  truft  : 
My  Hem  fhall  wait  thy  kind  command, 
To  mingle  with  the  dvtft. 

Hymn       XXXVI. 
Frailty  and  Folly. 
1   TTQW  fnort  and  hafty  is  our  life  •!     ' 
JL~\_     Hov/  vail  our  fouls  affairs  ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  flrive 
To  lavifh  out  their  years. 

a  Our  days  run  thoughtlefly  alortg 
Without  a  moment's  ftay  j 
Juit  like  a  frory  or  a  fong, 
We  pals  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high,  invite3  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedkfs  on  ; 

'And,  ever  halting  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  deferve  the  deepeft.hell, 
Who  flight  the  joys  above  ! 

What  chains  of  vengeance  mould  we  fee,', 

Who  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ! 
I  5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fovereign  grace 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  falvation  nigh. 

H   Y   m   n     XXXVII. 
Breathing  after  the  holy  Spirit. 
J   /"""lOME,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
\^z     With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  lac  red  love 
In  thefe  coid  hearts  of  ours. 

t  Behold  us  groveling  here  below, 
Engag'd  in  trifling  toys  ! 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fiy,  nor  go^ 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 


2io  HYMN        XXXVIH. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fcngs, 

In  vain,  we  ftrive  to  rife  ; 
Hofannah's  languiihon  our  tongues, 
And  but  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !   and  fliall  we  ftiil  remaia 

In  this  declmging  itate  ? 
Our  love  fo  faint,  (o  cold  to  thee. 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove-, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  fhed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  lhail  kindle  ours.. 

H     y     M     n       XX  XVI II. 
Ch  rift's     Interajfion. 

i  r  I  "*HE  great  Redeemer's  gone 
X_       To  ftand  before  our  God, 
To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  attuning  blood. 

2  No  firey  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  - 
If  jultice  calls  for  finners  bloody 
The  faviour  fh.cws  his  ovrn. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  fuit  he  movei  , 
The  Father  iays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  ana  frailts,  and  love.:.. 

4.  No^v  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honour  fing  ; 
Jefus,  the  pricft,  receives  our  fong*, 
And  bears  them  to  the  king. 

5   "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
"  And  triumphs  all  above  ; 
"  Bat,  Lord,  how  weak,  our  mortal  ftraiat 
"  To  fpeak  immortal  love  1 

Hymn         XXXIX. 

Hell  ;   or,  Vengea.net  of  God. — 

H.  holy  fear,  and  humble  fong, 
The  dreadful  Cod  our  fouis  adore  ; 


"W" 


■H      Y      M     -2f        XL.  j3»-i 

Reverence  and  awe  become  the  tongue 
Which  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  his  power. 

S  Far,  in  the  deep,  where  darknefs  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair, 
Tuftice  has  bulk  a  difmal  hell, 
And  laid  her  ftores  of  vengeance  there, 

5  There  fatan  the  firvt  finner  lies  ; 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands  ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  ftrives  to  rife, 
Crufh'd  with  the  weight  of  heavenly  hands* 

(.  There  guilty  ghofts,  of  Adam's  race, 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Once  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
And  fo  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

5  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son — 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call  \ 
Elfe  your  damnation  haftens  on, 
And  opening  hell  awaits  your  fall. 

H       Y       M       N  XL. 

Lev e  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous* 
2   "FJTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  1 
How  falfe  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fweet — a  fnare. 

2  The  brighteft  things  below  the  fky 
Give  but  a  nattering  light ; 

We  mould  fufpeA  fome. danger  nigh. 
Where  we  pofFafs  delight. 

3  Our  deareft.  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

.4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 
Allures  the  flattering  fenfe  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affeftions  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thenee. 

5  'Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  $ 


gn  HYMN        XLII. 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

H       Y       M       N  XLI. 

Shortnefs  of  Life,  and  goodncji  of  God. 
i  f  I'MME,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis  ! 
J^       And  days,  how  fwift  they  are  I 
Swift  as  a  feather'd  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  (hooting  ftar. 

Z  Our  life  is  ever  on  th«  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  ail  begin  to  die. 

3  Yet  mighty  God  !   our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lafting  favours  fhare  ; 
And  ftill  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Enrich  the  rolling  years. 

4  'Tis  fovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloth'd  by  love  : 
While  grace  flands  pointing  out  the  road, 
That  leads  our  fouls  above. 

5  Thus  we  began  the  lafting  fong  ; 

And  when  we  dofe  our  eyes, 
Let  ages  down  thy  praife  prolong, 
'Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

Hymn       XLII. 
God  the  Thunderer  : — orf  the  laji  Judgment,    and  He!/Jt 
3    OING  to  the  Loid  ye  heavenly  hofts, 
^     And  let  the  earth,  adore  : 
Let  death  and  hell,  thro'  all  their  coafts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  Kis  founding  chariot  (hakes  the  flcy, 

He  makes  the  cloud  his  throne  ; 
There  all  his  (lores  of  lightning  lie, 
'Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  Before  him  rolls  a  fiery  ftream — 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  fovereign  voice  divides  the  flame, 
And  thunder  roars  along  ! 
**  Made  in  a  great  Storm  of  Thunder,   Arguft   20th, 
1697. 


K      Y      M      N      S.        XLIV.  tr% 

4  Think,  O  Biff  foulj  the  dreadful  day 

When  this 
Shall  ren<  and  burn  the  tea, 

And  fend  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  V/hat  ftall  the  wretch,  the  finner  do  ? 

He  cnce  defy'd  the  Lord  : 
Be  he  A  all  oread  the  thunderer  no*, 

And  fink  beneath  his  word. 
*  Ter  -  |i  nM  ' 

To  blaft  the  rebel  worm  $ 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul 

In  one  eternal  ftorra. 

H     r     m     n       XL!  IT, 

A  Funeral  Tksr 

I  T_T  4RK  from  the  tombs,  a  dpleful  fouttd, 
■*■  -*■    Mine  ears  attend  the  c;  y— 
*5  Ye  living  n-.en>  come,  view  l    e ground 
'«  Where  you  rx 

2  u  Princes  this  ctaj  u    -    i         ur  bed, 

**  In  fpite  of  a!!  your  tov-ers  ] 
**  The  tali,  the  wife,  the  reverend  head 
*4  if.  uft  he  as  iow  as  our'a. 

3  Great  God,  Is  tins  cur  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  tlfli  secure  ! 
Sdii  walking  downwards  10  the  ton.b, 
And  yetprepar'd  no  mere  1 

4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quickening  grace. 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  5 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  Meih, 
We'll  rife  above  the  iky; 

H  y  m   k    XLIV. 
The  Lord's  Day  j   or,  Tc*  RsjurrtB'nn  0/C.hrtih 
J  fl^EST  niorningj  whofe  young  dawning  ray 3, 
X3     Behold  our  riling  God  ; 
Which  faw  him  triumph  e'er  the  daft, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode  ! 

&  In  ifcec  Id  prifon  of  a  tomb 
Q*  *™  «•***»  lay  j 


W  H       Y       M       W         3fl.V: 

shad  brought 

The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell,  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  held  oar  Go.i  in  tain  , 
Thefleepiitg  Conquer:?  aiofc, 
And  burft  their  feeble  • 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Thcfe  facv  pray  j 

And  loud  Hofartnas  {hali  proclaim 
Tine  triumph  of  the  da 

H     y     M     n       XLV. 
T4<  Cbriftla*  War/art. 

*   C!  r  aND  u?»  mj  <"oul,  iliike  off  thy  f€ars, 
VjJ    Anct  gird  the  g=>fpe!-ar.r,our  on  ; 

'tnleis  joy, 
Where  Je  ■   c  --  d  ciaim'd'his  thrcie. 

and  thy  fins  refill  thy  courfe  j 
But  hell  and  fia  ;,'d  faeaj 

them  to  the  croft, 
And  fung  the  triumph  when  he  rofe. 

3   Then  let  my  foul  nuarch  buldly  on, 
Prefa  forward  to  i  ■  gate  j 

There  pes.  ,-;.!  reign, 

And  glittering  robei  for  eonquererswalt. 

rear  a  ftarry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  g 
Whtle  all  the  armies  of  the  fkies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  pralfc. 

H    T     m     k       XLV£. 

Salvatitn. 

1    Q  ALVATTOIT!    Oh,  the  joyful  found  1 
O?     'Tis  pleafure  to  oureara; 
/*.  irrere'E-  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  coicin!  for  our  . 

«  Bury-d  in  for  row,  and  in  fin, 

;.  t  1..-  U';  4     k  doo       e  lay; 
Sxr  w  arife   by  grace  divine, 

Tc  fesahmrr.;/  day. 


HYMN        XLVill.  |>> 

3  Salvation  !   let  the  echo  fiy 
The  fpacleus  earth  Ground, 
While  all  ths  Armies  of  the  iky 
Confpire  to  rtife  the  found. 

H     r     m     m       XLVIf, 
Lcfk  en  him  ivb&  they  pierced  end  mtyrx; 
a  ¥NFlNiTE  grief!   amaaingwoeJ 
-2.  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Heil  snd  the  Jaws  confpire  hia  deatk. 
And  ufe  the  Roman  fv 

a  Ch  !  the  fliarp  pang*  of  fojartiog  pam 

My  dear  redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whip*,  and  ragged  thorny 
Hit  facrcd  body  tore  ! 

But  knotty  whins,  and  ragged  thorn?, 

In  rain  do  I  accufe  j 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bac<kt 

And  more  infuiting  Jews  : 
•Twere  you,  my  ilns}  my  cruel  fins* 

His  chief  tormentors  were  j 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  suii  ,* 

And  unbelief— the  (gear, 

5  *T  reere  you  that  pull'd  the  yengtanee  3owa 
Upon  his  guiltlefs  head  j 
Sreak,  break, my  heart— Oh,  burft  mlue  ey$«j 
And  let  m/  fcrrowa  bleed  I 

Strike,  mighty  grace,  ray  flinty  foul, 

Till  melting  waters  fiew  j 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  ayes 
In  undiHsmbied  woe  I 

Hymn      XL  VIII. 
lbs  Bmk  of  Gid  s  Dcsrtft, 

1  ET  all  the  rtce  of  creatures  lift 

M    J      Abas'd  before  their  God  : 

!  te'er  his  foveretgh  yoke  baa  fo.nV«i 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

a  Ten  thoufand  agca  ere  t'lefkiee 
Were  into  motion  brou 
All  the  long  years  aad  worl  ia  to  coma 
Stood  prefcot  tt  his  %ht  -, 


2ti  HYMN      XLTX. 

3  If  light  attend  the  eovrfe  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And 'tis  his  han:  »  viy  fun, 

Itdu         fs  c      id  my  days. 

4  Yet  I  would  not  too  far  enquire, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
In  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
at  lines  a;e  mark'd  for  me. 

J  D  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  1  read  my  n 
Among  the  cheftn  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Hymn      XLIX. 

The  V/orWs  'Thru  cbisf  Tempt a'iorts. 

*  "\A/^EN'  lfl  t^e'5?^t  ofaith  divine, 
Y  y         We  look  en  things  below, 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  fenfuai  joy, 
How  vain  ana  dangerous  too. 

a  Honour's  a  pu3"  of  ncify  breath  j 
Yet  men  expofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlafting  dea.h, 
To  gain  that  airv 

3  Whirft  others  it2rve  the  ncWermlnd, 

And  feed  on  mining  duft  ; 
They  rob  the  ferpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  fordid  luft. 

4  The  pleafure  which  allures  the  fenfe, 

Are  dangerous  foares  t<3  fouh  j 
There's  but  a  drop  of  Mattering  f.veet,. 
And  dafh'd  with  bitter  \ 

5  God  is  mine  ali-fufHcienr  good, 

My  portion,  and  my  c! 
In  him  my  vaft  defires  arefill'd, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  sccoils  my  esr, 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  y: 

Nerpart  with  heaven  foryo*. 


m     r     M     II      LU  339 

H    v    u    iff      L» 

Chrift's  CommiJ/ion,  John  Hi.   16,   if* 

*  £^OV?E,  happy  fcuis,  approach  your  G*4t 
\^J   With  new  melodious  fpnga  j 

Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace 

The.  tribute  of  yonr  tongues. 
£  So  ftrange,  fo  houndlet's  was  the  lore 

Whi  -  lying  men. 

The  Father  feet  his  equal  Sua 

To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  ray  Saviour,  were  not  arm**! 
With  a  revenging  rod  ; 
Nor  had  coajaiiffion  to  perforra 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4.  But  ail  was  mercy-— all  was  love 

And  wrath  forfook  the  throne  ; 
When  Christ  defcended  from  above, 
And  brought  falvanon  down. 

H      T      M      J*        LI. 

God  glsrifitd  in  the  GofptL 

*  ^ir^HE  Lord,  defcendmg  from  above, 

J|,         Invites  his  children  near  j 
While  power  and  truth,  and  boanclefa  laya- 
Difpiay  their  glories  here. 

S>  Herein  the  gofpel'a  wondrous  frame, 
Freik  wifdom  we  may  view 
A  thou  land  angels  iearn  thy  name, 
Beyond  wnate?r  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faireft  Jines, 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  , 
Wifcom  thro'  all  the  myftery  &iatfe 
it  fames  in  Jefus'  face. 

$  The  law  Its  bef     bedience  ©9  «i 

To  c  ur  incarnate  God  5 
And  thy  revenging  juft ice  fhowi 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 

5.  Bur  ftill  the  hjftre  of  thy  grace 

Q>s*  warms?  thought  emptor?  3 
£  4  * 


3tS  HYMN       LIU. 

Gilds  the  whsie  fcene  with  brighter  rays,. 
And  more  exals  pur  joy?. 

H       Y       M       ft  LII. 

C';rcumc\fion  and  Baptifm. 
fxfltr  5/t/t  /;r  rfcc/i  *">£<»  praEl'ice   the 
Infants.) 

1    /|NCE  <iid  I  -\bra'mpafs 

^^^      Beneath  r  grace  5 

The  young  - 

.i£s  brokt\> 

a  By  milder  \va;  :■  -  prove 

.-  Father's  covenant,  sad  his  iove  ; 
He  feals,  to  faints  bis  gJorious  grace, 
kindly  owns  their  irvfaTt  race. 

lir  feed  id  fprinkkd  with  his  bl 
Their  children  fet  a-par t from  God  5 

His  fpirit  oa  their  offspring's  ihed, 
water  pourd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  every  faint,  with  cheerful  voicw', 
Lhis  .arge  covenant  rejoice  j 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days* 
Shall  g^«  the  God  of  Abra'm  praife* 
Hymn       Liil. 
The  txat/ipk  of  Chrift. 

1     l\/8  ^  ^ear  ^e-e=meri  *n^  ^y  Lord, 
-y  duty  in  thy  word  : 
ifethy  law  is  belt 
In  living  characters  expreft. 
a  Such  was  thj  truth,  anifuch  thy  zeal— • 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will- 
Such  Jove,  and  meeknefs,  fo  divine, 
I  v.cjIo  tva:lfcriiK,,  and  make  them  mine* 

3  Could  mountain?,  ano  the  midnight  air, 
WUnelVd  thefdrtOf  of  thy  prayer  j 
The  defert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern — make  me  hear 

i 

Then  G  ■  "  *:■ 

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M      T      M      H        LV.  *i^ 

H       T       M       N  L1V. 

The  Deidtfutnefs  of  Sin, 

SIN  has  s  thoofand  treacherotfa  arts 
To  practice  on  the  mind  j 

raptsottr  hsari:?^ 
ng  behind, 

f  anies  of  virtues  As  deceives 
aged  and-the  your 
Andj  while  the  heedlefs  wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  fetter;  I 

'is  for  all  the joys   \_ 
-  a  fair  pretence \ 
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Tlty grace  bms$  ail  my  work  perform, 
Aifflgive  tbftftee  reward. 

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CommunU*  with  Chrift  a«cf  •»,*,'£  SaUtr* 
t  Cor.  x«   16,   17. 

fi    If  ESTJ3  invites  his  faints 
^J      To  meetaround  his  board  j 
Here  pardon' d  rebels  6c  and  holi 
Co.ninunionwith  their  Lord. 

a  For  fool  he  gives  his  Reft  t 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  : 
Amazing  favour  !   matchlefs  grace, 
Of  our  defesi"  ding  God  ! 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  intereft  in  his  death. 

^  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Cbrift  and  his  members  on*  ; 
^e  cb  i •  Idren  of  his  love, 

And  he  the  firft-borri  Son. 

5  Let  all  our  power*  bs  join'd 
His  glorious  life  ? 

pleafure  and  lots  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praife. 

H  T  M  M     LVil. 

The  Memorial  of  our  ahftnt  Lord,  John   XTi.    l6» 
Luke  xxii.   19.  John  xiv.   3. 

1  f   I   \fiE  Lord  afcends  above  the  flues, 

j|  \V  acre  our  weak  fenfes  reach  him  n*t| 

Anj  carnal  objefts  court  our  eyes, 

To  t..ru  1  ir'ie  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
a  He  kno  eriiig  hearts  we  have, 

That  lole  the  of  his  face  j 

And,  to  refresh    ur     -inHs.  he  gave 

Thefe  kia  .  t  ii*  ;race, 

3   The  Lard  -)C\i?:  this  tab  :  fpread 

Wita  hu  o,/.o  fteA  aid  ajing  fcioai, 


HYMN         LIS,  jtt 

We  en  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  tafte  the  wine,  and  bisfs  our  G*i. 

4  Let  finful  Tweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  lei's  in  our  eiteem  ; 
ChrJft  ano  his  love  hi;  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  nVd  on  hina. 

£  Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  Sght, 
'  I*is  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place  : 
That  we  may  live  in  heavenly  light, 
And  dwell  forever  near  his  face. 

H    T    M.  K      L  V  - 

Chr'nl  Cruelfy%d\  the  Wifdom  &nl  Psnvtr  ef  Gai+ 

ATURE  with  open  volume  ftands, 
To  ipread  her  M  aster's  praife  abroad j 
And  every  labour  of  his  hands 
Difplays  the  wifdom  of  a  God  : 

2  But  in  the  grace  which  refcu'd  man;, 
His  brighter!  form  ofgtoi     (nines  j 

Here,  on  thecrofs,  'tis  faireft  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimfon  lines. 

3  Here  I  behold  his  inrnoft  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  frrangely  joi  n  J 
Piercing  his  Son  with  Jharpefl  fmart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine* 

4  Oh  !  fchefweet  wonders  of  that  crofs, 
"Where  God,  the  Saviour,  iov'd  ar.d  dy'd  I 
Her  ncbleft  life  iny  fphii;  i\ 

From  his  dear  wo  j    3a,  and  I  ..... 

5  I  would  forever  (peak 

In  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown* 
With  angels  join  '"■■'&, 

Ano  vvorihlp  at  his  Fat  ler's  ti  rone. 

Hymn     L1X. 

TbeGsfpdFeaji.     Lukex'v.    l£,  &C.-i    , 

1   O"0W  rich  are  thy  provifi 

■M-  rhy  tab'e  forniflfd  from  above  ! 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
Tfee  cap  o'er&owa  with  heavenly  lays* 


3%  t  MY       M       If        L%. 

a  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jewl, 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  tell ! 
We  humbly  take  what  they  rafufe 
And  Gentiles  thy  feivation  Ufte. 

3  V7«  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame  ; 
And  help  was  far.  and  death  was  nigk! 
But  at  the  gofpel  call,  ws  came, 

And  every  want  receW'd  fucpJy. 

4  From  the  high  way  which  leada  toheli, 
F;:m  paths  of  darkaefa  and  iefpair, 
Lori,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
And  feci  thy  gladfome  prefeaee  here. 

<  Ourererlaftlng  love  mall  How, 
To  him  who  left  his  Weft  A 
And  fought  thefe  darkfome  realm  below, 
T©  bring  ui  w.  :  te  God. 

H  t  M   *,     LX. 

0»r  £  '"'V  J  !\  I  «f  to  »»«  Table-, 

HE  memory  of  our  dying  Lcrd 
J^        Awakes  a  thankful  tongue  i 
How  rich  he  fpread  his  royal  board, 
And  bkfs'd  the  tocdf  and  fung. 

2  Happy  the  man  who  eat  this  brea.-', 

But  doubly-biefs'd  was  he 
Who  gently  bo.v'd  his  loving  'reaij 
And  iean'd  it,  Lord,  on  thee, 

3  By  faith  the  ■  we  fade 

As  that  great  favourite  did. 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jei 

And  take  the  faciei  bread. 

4  Down  froa  ies  j.. 

The  King  of  grace  defce 
'*  Come  tn  .   ea) 

"  And  drink  faivatioa  frier 

5  Hofannah  to  hi 

For  fucn  a  feaft  b 
And  vet  he  feeds  his  faints  all 
Wfikfifceblcj  &c      . 


H      Y       U      K         I-Xlf. 
4  Come  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hear, 
That  bring*  cur  fouls  to  God» 
"Then  we  {hall  need  thefe  types  no  move, 
But  tafte  the  heavenly  food. 

H    Y    M    M       L?J, 

Crjfr?  and  Glory  by  the  Death  efCbrijf. 

1  "\A/HiL'E  feting roaBd^ariath«»>^aiSls 

V  V        We  raife  cur  tuneful  breath  ; 
Oar  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  iina  to  death. 

%  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jcfua  fiied, 
Whence  all  O'jrpsidons  rife-. 

:  unntr  views  trf  atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  rscriiica, 

!  cruel  thorns  thy  fhan*efoi  crois  5 

Procure"  us  heavenly  crowns  8 

;ain  arifesfron!  thy  lofs  j 
Obi  healing,  from  thy  wound*. 

4  Not  all  the  race  of  mortals  her*, 
Who  dwell  in  feeble  cl 
For  thee  can  equs!  fufferinga  beaf 
Or  equal  thanks  Jspay. 

H     *?     k     v       LXH, 

j&'voint  Glerui  etui  kJretfs^ 

O  W  fair  thy  glories  hers  difplay',*U 
S.    Great  God,  how  bright  they  fhiae  j 
>vhile  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  ti  •  ioc  ! 

v.  Here  thy  revenging  jufticc  itauds, 

And  p?esds  its  cireaoful  caufei 
Here  fa via  .   j-hs  he\- hands, 

i.ike  Jefus  on  the  oofs, 

3  Thy  faints  attend  with  every  jrace 

On  this  great  facriike, 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
eyes. 

4  Oar  checrfWl  hope  t  fitt, 

T*  h«avea4irc£l:sher  Si  b.t; 


S;4  HYMN        LZIV. 

Here  every  warmer  pall 

And  ftronger  powers  uake.' 

5  Zea  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  riling  fin  ceaiov  ; 
Repentance  com-;  with  acling  heart, 
Yet  ni'ei  forbids  fch«  ]    jr.. 

6  Dear  favlour,  change  our  faith  t*4ight« 

Let  do  forever  i 
Tbn  flail  our  fouls  be  all  delight, 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 

H      Y    M     N       LX'II. 

CurSi-.'vleur  frefent  tn  bis  T&Ue* 
1   tiT^>  Q  ME  let  us  jo:n  the  lacred  fon; 
\^J      To  our  afcen  d  i  n g  i  -  o  rd  ; 
Ye  taints  and  a  'is  throne, 

And  we  -t\ 
%  «j     •  .  '  ^is  of  light, 

Kis  brighter  glories  fhine, 
Where  ;iurer  f<  u!s  enjoy  i   c  fight 
-  re    ' 

3  Yet  here,  unfcen  by  mortal  eyes, 

rheboanilefs  God  re   ^s> 
Hene 

And  o'er  thefts 

4  Let  ev-ry  hand  t  he  food 

And  every  hr  w* 

Feel  t  >e  full  prefence  of  the  God, 

That  fpieav*.  his  bounties  here. 

r  But  ©h,  the  love,  the  wondrous  love 

rhe  bleeding  Lord  difplays, 

Shall  t     :Ts  unite -J  fon  ;s  improw, 

And  heavens  etercal  prails. 

H  T   m  i«     L    IV. 
IwlutUn  t*  tbepjpelfeaf. 
i   t~jTs-UI.  King  of  heaven  his  table  fprealtj 
And  dainties  crown  tat  i»oarfi$ 

Not  | 

;.  delight  ■» 


HYMN        LXV, 
a  Lo,  in  the  blood  that  Jefui  Hied, 
To  raife  the  foul  to  heaven, 
Pardon  and  peace  for  dying  men, 
And  endiefo  life  is  given. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor  that  long  have  fiarv'd 
-    In  fins  dark  mazes,  come  : 

Come  from  thehecges  and  highway*, 
And  grace  fhall  find  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  fouls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feafted  here, 
And  millions  more,  ftill  on  their  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excufes  frame ; 
AiTume  your  places  at  the  feaft, 
And  blefs  the  founder's  name, 

H  T  m  n     LXV. 

Innumerable  mercies  tcknoivltdged? 

2  YN  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  ftand, 
JL   Amidft  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  | 
How  numberlefs  thofe  bounties  are  ! 
Mow  rich,  how  various  and  how  fair ! 

S  But  oh,  what  poor  returns  J  bring  ! 
What  lifelels  fongs  of  praife  I  ling  ! 
Lord,  1  confefs,  with  humble  ihame, 
My  offerings  fcarcedefervethe  namee 

3  Fain  would  my  labouring  heart  devife 
Somencbler  gift  and  facriiice  j 

3t  firks  beneath  the  mighty  load 
That  L  fhould  render  to  my  God. 

4  To  him  I  consecrate  my  praife, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Enlarge  my  foui  wth  grace  divine, 
And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 

Give  me  at  length  an  angel's  tongu?, 
To  found  thro'  heaven  the  grateful  fonj  \ 
A  theme  fo  great  my  voice  (hail  raife, 
And  iswn  itiwnitv  with  praife, 
£  e 


5~-  ri  *         "x  ■     w        uatui 

Hymn    LXVU 
Fti"   g  vacdnt  Congregation* 

1   g\   God  of  heaven,  whofe  gentle  njj 
V_^  Illumes  the  worlds  of  light, 
Thy  wirdom  rules  the  realms  of day, 
leads  the  hod  of  ni 

a   Behold  thy  waiting  fervants  Rand, 
claim  with  feeble  criir, 
Some  ikilful  guide  with  gentle  hani 
To  lead  u§  to  the  fk':.£. 

3  While  abfent  from  thy  temple,  Lord 
e  wandering  flocks 'we  ftray 
V/e  lofe  the  memory  of  thy  word 
And  wafte  the  facred  day. 

!  when,  within  thefe  walla  of  thine 
Snd  our  wonted  place  ; 
How  faint  our  feeble  voices  join 
To  feek  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  Almighty  Saviour,  hear  our  prayer, 

Some  chofea  ft rva  ~ ;  r  i:  fe, 
For  us  the  bread  of  life  to  (hare 
And  help  cur  lips  to  praife. 

6  Then  in  thy  houfe,  with  joy  unknown 

i*ll  raTe  a  nobler  fon^ 
Till  we  fhail  m:ct  around  thy  throne, 
And  join  the  he;./enly  throng. 

H     T     m     n       LXVIT. 
For  a  New -Tears  Day* 

1  T?E7ERtf\.  Source  of  every  joy, 
JPv       i  hy  praife  f!~ all  every  voice  employ, 
W  riil  •  .  .urts  appear, 

Ana  fing  t  c  b  unties  of  the  year. 

a    -'  i  ouni  thee  roll, 

tad  fupports  the  fte.ifaft  pole, 
Pirefti  the  fan  what  hour  to 
/.ad  darkngfs  when  to  tell  the  ficicr. 


H      Y      M      If        LXVIII.  %i7 

3  The  frcwery  Spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  5 
Tnc  blazing  I  nerlhine 

1  0  rail  viiMr, 

4  Thy  hand  in  Autumn  nchiy  pours 
I  he  copious  fruits  along  the  ihore?, 
While  wintry  iiorms  liirccx  our  eyet 
"With  xeai  and  wonder  to  the  ikies. 

j  Seafons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  dayt 
Demand  returning  fongs  of  praife  j 
The  opening  fight  and  evening  (hads 
Shall  iVe  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 

6  And  Oh,  may  our  harmonies  tongue* 
In  words  unknown  purfue  the  fongs  j 
And  in  thofe  brighter  courts  adore, 
"Where  day*  and  years  revolve  no  more 

Hymn       LXVIII. 
A  Hymn  for  Marriage. 

*   g^  REAT  God,   who  form'd  for  facial  joyt, 
^JT     Our  natures  by  thy  po  ;.  er  ana  ^race, 
Aiju  join'd  in  bL.    :  tiC9j 

ri  he  parents  or  cur  favotuM  race* 

a  Our  Scvicur,  our  afcended  Lord, 
In  Canan  once  a  heavonh  gueft, 
"Whofe  bounty  cheer  d  t  '^ard 

Whofe  prefence  grae'd  tl  .-a.i. 

3    At- end  with  fmiles  ■::  373, 

The  pair  thy  facr: 
Their  union  bh  1 

-crown  the::-  g     .:  -viae. 

>ve  affiit  th   ' 
And  every  feci  a 
Increal'e  each  jay  lefj 

And  fhars  and  foften  every  wo?. 

5  Wh  part*, 

To 
AndTaakethen 

;tual  temples  of  thy  .    ufe 


3tt  H      V      M      H      I/'SX. 

6  When  death  diflblvee  thefe  facred  ties, 
May  each  to  happier  realms  remove  ; 
There  meet  and  range  the  peaceful  ficiel, 
In  bands  of  eyerl  ailing  love. 

K     *     m     m      LXIX. 

Cbripi  Afantitt* 

i  TT  AIL  the  day  that  feci  him  rife, 
*1  Ravifh'd  from  our  wilhful  eyea  ; 
Chrift  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Re-afcenda  his  native  heaven  j 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waiti, 
Lift  your  hetds.  eternal  gatei  j 
Wide  unfjld  the  >adiant  fcene, 
Take  tht  Kini  of  glory  in. 

*-Him  tho'  higheft  heaven  receive*, 
Still  he  loves*  the  earth  he  leave*  ; 
Though  returning  to  hi    throne, 
S  ill  he  calls  mankind  hia  own  j 
Still  for  us  he  interceoe*, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  plea  It, 
Next  himfeif  prepares  a  piaae* 
Kai binger  cf  human  race. 

3  Matter,  may  we  ever  fay, 
Tak*n  from  ourwoild  away, 
.    thfu    enrancs,  fee, 

to  thee  i 
Grant,  though  parted  from  ourf:$ht, 

above  > on  azure  height, 
Grant  our  fouls  may  thither  riffj 
Follow  thee  beyond  che  fkiei* 

a  Ever  upward  1st  us,  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wing?  of  love ; 
Looking  when  our  Lord  mall  ( 
Longing  for  a  ha,  pier  b 
There  we  mail  with  thee  remain, 
Pa;         •  efs  reign; 

led  fee, 
Fifcd  a  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 


k    y    m     n      tfah  m 

K      T      M      >:        I" 

RISE,  my  fou!,  and  ilretchthy  Yrir.gsj 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Kifs  from  traniitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heaven  thy  n*.. 
Sun,  and  moon,  a  cay, 

Time  {halt  ;. 
Rife,  my  foul,  ana  halic  a 
To  feats  prepare  a 

.  -Rivers  to  the  ocean  ruzr,- 

Noritay  in  all  t£eir  coi    §j 

Fires  afcending  fee 

Beth  fpeed  them  to  their  fource  j 
So  afoul,  that's  born  pi  C  ..-. 

t  ants  to  vi .  w  nis  gleri :  u  s  race  5 
Upward  tends  to  his  al . . 

To  reft  i:  -        ate, 

j  f*v  me,  riches  ;   fly  me,  cares, 


5« 


Strangers  tarry  but  a 

tie  J  in  is  ci 

The  . 


A  N  ?  R  E  M.     From  Job,  VII. 

IS  there  not  an  appointed  time  to  man   upon  earth  \ 
Are  ret  his  days  alio  at  the   days  of  an  hireling  ? 
I'm  made  to  polTtfs  months  of  vanity,    and  v.t  ariforoe 
tome.     When  Hie  down,  a  fav, 
and  the  night  be  gone  ?   I'm  fu':l  of 
to  and  frc.  unto  the  dawning  of  the  day.     My 
:lcth'd  with  worms,  and  clods  of  daft  5   my  fkin 
is  b-oken,  ?ni  become  loathfome,  i  loath  it,   1   would 

e  always  :  iet  me  alone,  for  my  days  are  v 
JMy  cays  are  fw'»fter  than  a  weaver's  fhuttle,  and  are 
fpent  without  hope.  O  remember  that  k;y  life  i« 
wind  !  mine  eye  mall  no  more  fee  good.  Aatheclcud 
is  ccr.fumei,  and  vanifheth  away:  (o  he  who  goeth 
down  to  the  grave,  {hail  come  up  no  mere  ;  for  now 
2hall  I  fleep  in  the  duft,  and  thou  malt  feek  me  in  the 
.morning,  but  \  Jba'lnox.  be, 

A   N.  T    H    E    M..      FP.OM      SUNDRY    SCRIPTURII. 

RISE,  mine,  O  Z:on»  for  thy  light  is  come, 
and  t]  -id  is  riftn  upon 

:  ce  shall  come  to  thy  light,  and  K'>r.g*s  to 
htnefs  of  thy  riling.     Sing,  fing,    O    Heavens, 
for  behold  1    bring  you   glad 
all  be  to  all  people.     For 
v  rn  this  c,."  of  David,  a  ?avi-- 

....  tc  God  on  high, 
;     s  men.     For  u^ta 
is  ;  a :. : 

il,  Councilor,  the 
the  Prince  of*  Peace.     Amen* 
2ialU 

r.    From  Psalm  CXXIV. 

•  been  on  our  fide— now 

.;   j  if  tbt  Loj  Bad  :10c  bee» 

tft   ui  }   :  ty   had 

waters  hid   di 

;  ftrcsm  had   gone  oyei  ■     But 

f~vA  i;  efcaped,  even  *; 


ANTKEM.     From  Lvss  II. 

BEHOLD  I  bring  you  glad-  tidings  of  Joy,   v 
frail  be  to  all  peopie.      For  unto  you  it  born  thie 
day.  in  the  city  of  David,  a  Saviour  who  is  C 
Lord.      And  this  flialt  be  a  fign  u:ito  you,     Yo  j 
find  the  Babe   wrs-t  in    fwsdi.ng  c  in"a 

manger.     And  fudas,:iy  trier.-.  ,\?.!  angel* 

multitude  of  the  heeyenlyiio;';,  praifing  God  and  fay- 
ing, Glory  to  God  in  the  higheff^nd  on 'Wtfc 
good  will  towards  men.     Hailelujah  ! 

A  N  T  H  E  M,.    From  Isaiah  XLIV. 

SING,  fing  O  ye  Heavens;  for  ths   Lord  hath 
it'!  Snout,  fhout,  ye  low ..•. 
For  the  Lord  hath  redeem^  Jacob,  .       g 

IfraeL     Break  forth  in  ft 
O  i    re^,  and  ev'ry  tree  therein  i  the,  Lord  ha 

fa 
he  to  th         . 

low,  andtvtr  thai!  he,  \t 


ANTHEM.     From  Psalm  ClV, 

^AISE  the   Vc* 

t      Go  become 

- 

with  a  garment,  and  fpfeadei* 

«"**m.     Whoisyeftthc   bea  -     JCe«  in 

the  waters,  so£  m  afcetl 
valkech  up; 
angels  I 

-or  the  earth,  that  it  n 
■'«      O  Lord,   hew  man.. 

earth   is  fuU 
riches.     Th?  giori  >us  ma«$y  of  the  Lord  fta]  I 

^orevsr..    The  Lora  flull  rejoice  in  his  • 

- 

£-  N   T  K  E  M     From  a  Sam.  Chap.  J, 
K2  beauty  of  Jfi  iel  is   flain  uron  thine  higfc 


-3>  A    ft    T    EI    E    M    S. 

Ion : 

.  •  ;    lhould    r  , 

j 

Ye  m  v,  neither 

rain  up  in  you  •  -y   »■ 

y   and 

pleai'ant  in  tt.eir  liv  re  not 

civiriei.    -  ;,  over  Saul, 

in  fear. tt.  with  •iber   delights;   wh» 

putorn;  gold  upon /our  apparel.    How  are  the 

lebattlc! — O  Jonathan  1 

thou  tvaO.  fUin  upon.//w*r  high  places  :   1  am  diftreffed 

for:'    c",  0    .  -ni   very    pltafant  haft 

been  unto  me ,   thy    iove  to    n.t    was  won 

|  »ve  of  women. — How  are  the  mighty  failea^ 
ana 

A  N   T   .4  £    A.     Fkom  Psalm  VIII. 

^    LOP.D,  c  w    excellent    :s  thy 

;et  thy  glory 
s  and 
led  ftrengtl 
•  dr.     1 

t  moon  z.c 
thou  hall oi  iiat  is  man,    that 

art  mincful  or  h>m  ?   ar:  of   man,    th:  : 

•     than  theangeU, 
(h  p,  O    Lord,    our 
« 


Thi    E 


*    ) 


UAJLiVAKI. 

i  SEE  the  Lord  of  gloiy,  dying, 
See  him  gasping,  hear  him  crying, 

See  his  burden 'd  bosom  heave  ; 
Look,  ye  sinners,  ye  who  hung  him, 
Look,  bow  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him, 

■Dying  sinners,  look  and  live. 

2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  shaking,- 
Earth  unto  her  centre  quaking, 

Nature's  groans  awake  the  dead  ; 
Look  on  Phoebus,  struck  with  wonder, 
W  hile  the  peals  of  legal  thunder 

Smite  the  blest  Redeemer's  head. 

3  Heaven's  bright  melodious  legions, 
Chanting  to  the  tuneful  regions, 

Cease  to  trill  the  quiv'ring  firing  ; 
Songs  feraphic,  all  suspended, 
Till  the  mighty  war  is  ended 

By  the  all  victorious  King. 

4  Hell  and  all  the  powers  infernal, 
Vanquish'd  by  the  King  eternal/ 

When  he  pour'd  the  vital  flood  ; 
By  his  groans,  which  shook  creation, 
Lo!   we  sound  the  proclamation, 

Peace  and  pardon  through  his  blood, 

5  Shout,  ye  saints,  with  admiration, 
Fill  with  songs  the  wide  creaiion, 

Since  he's  risen  trom  the  grave  ; 
Shout  with  joy  and  acclamation, 
xo  the  Rock  of  your  salvation, 

Who  alone  has  power  to  fave. 


6  Bear  with  patience  tribulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 

Till  the  glorious  jubilee^ 
Soon  he'll  come  with  bursts  of  thundej 
Then  shall  we  adore  and  wonder, 

Singing  on  the  highest  key. 

7  See  the  blissful  scene  before  us,  j 
Join  the  universal  chorus, 

Bid  the  flowing  numbers  rise  ; 
Songs  immortal  sweetly  sounding,       { 
Notes  angelic,  loud  rebounding, 

Trembling  round  the  vocal  skies* 


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