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DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

New  Testament, 

And  apply'd  co  the 

Chriftian  State  and  Woriliip. 


By  %  WATTS,  D.D. 

The  Seventh   Ed  it  ion. 


iMJguke  xxiv.  44.  All  things  muft  he  fulfilled  which 
Sj \^       were  written  in — the  Pfalms  concerning  me, 
Heb.  xi.  31.— David,  Samuel,  and  the  Prophets. 
Ver.  4c— that  they  without  us  Jbould  not  he 
made  perfeit. 


LONDON: 

Printed  for  John  Clark,  and  Richard  Hett. 
at  the  Bible  and  Crown ;  and  Richard  For  zi 
at  the  Angel:.  Both  in  the  Poultry,  aidccxxi  :■. 

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Ljl-      'C  of.     '  --g-V 


Bays      Joouhhwell 


ADVERTISEMENT 

T  O     T  K  E 

READERS 

On  the  following  HE  ADS. 

Of   the   different    Editions  of  this 
Book. 

fSS^^S??^  H  E  larger  Edition  is  prefaced 
!j^  '«^  with  a  Difcourfe  on  the  right 
XW  ^  $82  Way  of  fitting  the  Pfalms  of 


^^^^§fe  David  for  Chriftian  Worlhip  ; 


wherein  a  -plain  Account  is  given 
of  the  Author's  general  Con  duff  in  this  Imi- 
tation of  the  Pfalms,  together  with  fome 
evident  and  convincing  Arguments  to  fup- 
port  it.  "There  are  alfo  particular  Notes  ad- 
ded at  the  End  of  a  great  Number  of  the 
Pfahns,  which  explain  their  Evangelical 
Scnfe^  a)id  Jhew  the  Reafon  why  they  are  e 
A  2  tbi  z 


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ther  paraphrased  or  abridged  in  fuch  a  Man- 
ner here. 

At  the  Requeft  of  many  Friends,  the  Au-  \ 
thor  has  permitted  this  Edition  in  a  Jmaller  ! 
Form,  to  render  it -more  portable  and  conve- 
nient for  publick  Worjhip  •,  he  therefore  de- 
jires,  and  may  reafonably  demand  this  Piece  of 
Juftice  of  all  his  Readers,  that  they  will  not 
cenfure  and  condemn  any  Tart  of  this  Work, 
without  a  diligent  Perufal  of  the  larger  Edi- 
tion, wherein  the  Preface  and  Notes,  in  the 
Judgment  of  many  learned  and  pious  Men, 
have  given  a  fufficient  Vindication  of  the  whole 
Performance. 

Of  the  Ufe  of  this  Pfaim-Bobk. 

The  chief  Deftgn  of  this  Work  was  to 
iinprove  Pfalmody  or  Religious  Singing, 
and  to  encourage  the  frequent  Practice  of  it 
in  publick  Affemblies  and  private  Families 
with  more  Honour  and  Delight  •,  yet  the  Au- 
thor hopes  the  reading  of  it  may  alfo  enter- 
tain  the  Parlour  and  the  Clofet  with  devout 
Pleafure  and  holy  Meditations,  therefore  he 
would  requejl  his  Readers,  at  proper  Seafons, 
to  perufe  it  through  ;  and  among  340  [acred 
Hymns  they  may  find  out  fevered  that  fuit 
their  own  Cafe  and  temper,  or  the  Circum- 
^fiances  of  their  Families  and  Friends ;  they 
mL  may 


tO  the   R  E  A  D ■  E  R  S.  V 

may  teach  their  Children  fuch  as  are  proper 
for  their  Age,  and  by  treafuring  them  in  their 
'Memory  they  may  be  furniflfdfor  pious  Re- 
tirement, or' may  entertain  their  friend;  wi:b 
holy  Melody. 

Of  chufing"  or  finding  the  Pfalm. 

The  Perufal  of  the  whole  Book  will  acquaint 
every  Reader  with  the  Author's  Method,  and 
by  confulting  the  Index  or  Table  of  Con- 
tents at  the  End,  he  may  find  Hymns  very 
proper  for  many  Occajions  of  the  Chrifiiau 
Life  andWorfhip  \  though  no  Copy  of  David*! 
Pfalter  can  provide  for  all,  as  I  have  Jbiewh 
in  the  Preface. 

Or  if  he  remember  the  firft  Line  of  dny 
Pfalm,  the  Table  of  the  firft  Lines  will 
dirett  where  to  find  it. 

Or  if  any  Jhall  think  it  heft  to  fing  all  the 
Pfahns  in  Order  in  Churches  or  Fa?ni/ies,  it 
may  be  done  with  Profit  %  provided  thofe  Pfalms 
be  omitted  that  refer  to  fpecial  Occurrences  of 
Nations,  Churches,  or  fingle  Chri/lians. 

Of  naming  the  Pfalms. 

Let  the  Number  of  the  Pfalm  he  named 

diftinftly,  together  with  the  particular  Metre, 

and  particular  Part  of  it :    As  for  Inftance  \ 

A  s  Let 


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Let  us  fmg  the  33d  Pfalm,  2dPart.  Com- 
mon Metre*  or>  Let  us  fing  the  91* 
Pfalm,  ift  Part,  beginning  at  the  Paufe  : 
or,  ending  at  the  Paufe  ;  or,  Let  us  fing 
the  84"1  Pfalm  as  the  148*  Pfalm,  &c.  And 
then  read  over  the  firfi  Stanza  before  you  be- 
gin to  fing,  that  the  People  may  find  it  in  their 
Books,  whether  you  fing  with  or  without  read- 
ing Line  by  Line. 

Of  dividing  the  Pfalm. 

If  the  Pfalm  be  too  long  for  the  'Time  or 
Cuflom  of  Singing,  there  are  Paufes  in  many 
of  them,  at  which  you  may  properly  rejl :  Or 
you  may  leave  out  thofe  Verfes  which  are  in- 
cluded in  Crotchets  [  ]  without  disturbing  the 
Senfe :  Or  in  fome  Places,  you  may  begin  to 
fing  at  a  Paufe. 

Do  not.  always  confine  your  felves  to  fix 
Stanza's,  but  fingfeven  or  eight,  rather  than 
confound  the  Senfe ,  and  abufe  the  Pfalm  in  fo- 
lemn  IVorfhip. 

Of  the  Manner  of  Singing* 

It  were  to  be  wifh'd  that  all  Congregations 
and  private  Families  would  fing  as  they  do 
in  foreign  Proteftant  Countries  without  read- 
ing Line  by  Line,    Tbo'  the  Author  has  done 

what 


to  the  Reader  si         vii 

what  he  could  to  make  the  Senfe  compleat  in 
every  Line  or  two,  yet  many  Inconveniencies 
will  always  attend  this  unhappy  Manner  of 
Singing  :  But  where  it  cannot  be  alter*  d9  tbefe 
two  Things  may  give  fome  Relief. 

Firft,  Let  as  many  as  can  do  it  bring  Pfalm- 
Books  with  them,  and  look  on  the  Words  while 
they  fing,  Jo  far  as  to  make  the  Senfe  compleat. 

Secondly,.  Let  the  Clerk  read  the  whole 
Pfalm  over  aloud  before  he  begins  to  parcel  out 
the  Lines,  that  the  People  ?nay  have  fome  No- 
tion of  what  they  fing  ;  and  not  be  fore*  d  to 
drag  on  heavily  through  eight  tedious  Syllables 
without  any  Meaning,  till  the  next  Line  come- 
to  give  the  Senfe  of  them. 

It  were  to  be  wi/h'd  alfo  that  we  might  not 
dwell  fo  long  upon  every  fingle  Note,  and  pro* 
duce  the  Syllables  to  fuch  a  tirefom  Extent 
with  a  conjiant  Uniformity  of  Time  ;  which 
difgraces  the  Mufick,  and  puts  the.  Congrega- 
tion quite  out  of  Breath  in  finging  five  or  fix 
Stanza9  s ;  whereas  if  the  Method  of  Singing 
were  but  reformed  to  a  greater  Speed  of  Pro- 
nunciation, we  might  often  enjoy  the  rleafure 
of  a  longer  Pfalm  with  lefs  expence  of  Time 
and  Breath  •,  and  our  Pfalmody  would  be  more 
agreeable  to  that  of  the  ancient  Churches, 
more  intelligible  to  others,  and  more  delightful 
to  ourfelves. 

A4r  The 


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The  various  Meafures  of  the  Verfe 
are  fitted  to  the  Tunes  of  the  Old 
Psalm -Book. 

To  the  Common   Tunes  fing    all  intitket 

Common  Metre. 
To  the  Tunes  of  the  100th  Pfalm  fing  alien- 
titled  Long  Metre. 
To  the  Tune  of  the  25th  Pfalm  fing  Shore 

Metre. 
To  the  50th  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the  $oth 

and  93  d. 
To  the  1 12th  or  127th  Pfalm  ftng  one  Metre 

of  the  104th  m&  J48th. 
7b  the  113th  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the 

ISA  33*i  58%    89%   lafi  Part,  96th, 

112th,  113th. 

To  the  i22d  Pfalm  fing  one  of  the  Metres 

of  the  93d,   122%  andi^6. 
To  the  148th  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the 

84th,  i2ift,   136th,  and  148th. 
To  a  New  Tune  fing  one  Metre  of  the  50^ 

and  115th. 

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THE 

PSALMS  of  DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the 

LANGUAGE 

O  F    T  H  E 

New  Testament. 

Psalm  I.     Common  Metre.  *i 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  tie  Wikeds.. 

i  T)LEST  is  the  Man  who  (huns  the  Place 
£j     Where  Sinners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  Ways? 
And  hates  the  Scoffer's  Seat, 

z  But  in  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  Delight  ; 
By  Day  he  reads  or  hears  the  \Vord5 
And  meditates  by  Night, 

A  i  ?  CH« 


3  [He  like  a  Plant  of  generous  Kind 

By  living  Waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  Storms  and  blading  Wind,.. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  State.] 

4  Green  as  the  Leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  Profdlion  fhine  ; 

While  Fruits  of  Holinefs  appear 

Like  Cluflers  on  the  Vine. 

5  Not  fo  the  Impious  and  Unjuft  ; . 

What  vain  Deiigns  they  form  !  • 
Their  Hopes  are  blown  away  like  Duft^ , 
O;  Chaff  before  the  Storm,. 

6  Sinners  in  Judgment  fhall  not  ftand 

Among(i  the  Sons  of  Grace,  . 
When  Chyift  the  Judge  at  his  Right-Jia»d \ 
Appoints  his  Saints  a  Place*. 

7  His  Eye  beholds  the  Path  they  tread, 

His  Heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  Ways  of  Sinners  lead .; 
Down,  to  the  Gates  of  Hell. 

Fsalm   I.    Short  Metre. 
The  Saint  Happy >  the  sinn&r  Miferabk* 

i  'HPHE  Man  is  ever  bleft 

X       Who  fhuns  the  Sinner's  Way s^ 
Among  their  Counfels  never  ftands, 
Nor  takes  the  ScornerY  Place. 

z  But  makes  the  Law  of  God 

His  Study  and  Delight, 
Amidft  the  Labours  of  the  Day,  , 

And  Watches  of  the  Night. 

3  He  like  a  Tree  (hall  thrive, 
.With  Waters  near  the  Root : 

Fsefti- 


Psalm    I.  2 

Frefh  a$  the  Leaf  his  Name  fliall  live, 
His  Works  are  heav'nly  Fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th'  ungodly  Race, 
They  no  fuch  Bleflings  find  : 

Their  Hopes  fliall  flee  like  empty  Chaff 
Before  the  driving  Wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  (land 
Before  that  Judgment- Seat, 

Where  all  the  Saints  at  Chrijl's  Right-hand 
la  full  Aflecnbly  meet  I 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  Way  the  Righteous  go  ; 

But  Sinners  and  their  Works  fhall  meet 
A  dreadful  Overthrow. 

Psalm  I.    Long  Metre. 
Tie  Difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked, 
I   T  TAppy  the  Man,  whofe  cautious  Feet 
X  1  Shun  the  broad  Way  that  Sinners  go, 
Who  hates  the  Place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  Scoffers  do, 

z  He  loves  t'  employ  his  Morning-Light 
Araongft  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
With  Pleafure  pond'ring  o'er  the  Word. 

3  He,  like  a  Plant  by  gentle  Streams, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  Green  ; 

And  Heav'n  will  fhine  with  kindeft  Beams 
On  ev'ry  Work  his  Hands  begin. 

4  But  Sinners  find  their  Gounfels  croft ; 
As  Chaff  before  the  Tempeft  flies, 

So  fhall  their  Hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
\S?hea  the  laft  Trumpet  (hakes  the  Skies.  - 

5  In 


4  P  S  A  L  M     1L 

5  In  vain  the  Rebel  feeks  to  ftand 

In  Judgment  with  the  pious  Race ; 
The  dreadful  Judge  withftern  Command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  Place. 

6  cc  Strait  is  the  Way  my  Saints  have  trod, 
"  I  bleft  the  Path,  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

*c  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  Road  ; 
iC  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  Pain, 

Psalm    II.     Short  Metre* 

TYanflated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern,  Aftsiv. 
24,  &c. 

thtlfi  Dywg,  Rifing,  Inttnedingy  and  Reigning. 

1  1  \  j\  Aker  and  Sovereign  Lord 

1VX     Of  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Thy  Providence  confirms  thy  Word, 
And  anfwers  thy  Decrees, 

z  The  Things  fo  long  foretold 

By  David  are  fulfill'd,. 
When  Jews  and  Gtntiles  join'd  to  flay 

Jefus>  thine  Holy  Child] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  Accord 

Bend  all  their  Counfelsto  deftroy 
Th'.  Anointed  of  the  Lord  \ 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  Defign  ; 

Againft  the  Lord  their  Powers  unite,. 

Againft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

.  >5  The  Lord  derides  their  Rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  Throne  ; 
He  that  hath  raisUHim  from  the  Dead 
NHath  own'd  Him  for  his  Son, 

Pa  us  1. 


Psalm    IL 

Pause. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  asks  to  rule  the  Earth ; 

The  Merit  of  his  Blood  he  pleads. 
And  pleads  his  heay'nly  Birch, 

7  He  asks,  and  God  beftows 
A  large  Inheritance ; 

Far  as  the  World's  remoteftEnd* 
His  Kingdom  (hall  advance* 

8  The  Nations  that  rebel 
Muft  feel  his  Iron  Rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  thofe  Honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9  [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  bleffed  is  the  Soul  that  flies 
For  Refuge  to  his  Grace.] 

Psalm   II.     Common  Metre* 

I  W/HY  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay 
V  V  b   The  Lord's  Anointed  Son  t 
Why  did  they  caft  his  Laws  away, 
And  tread  his  Gofpel  down  ? 

i  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Skies, 
Derides  their  Rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  Vengeance  in  his  Eyes, 
And  firikes  their  Spirits  thro*. 

J  "  I  call  him  my  Eternal  Son, 

41  And  raife  him  from  the  Dead  j, 


?*1 


j£>  Psalm  IL 

fc  I  make  my  holy  Hill  his  Throne, 
"  And  wide  his  Kingdom  fpread. 

a  cc  Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 
V  The  utmoft  heathen  Lands  : 
«  'thy  Rod  of  Iron  fhall  defiroy 
<c  The  Rebel  that  withftands. 

5  Be  wife,  ye  Rulers  of  the  Earth, 
Obey  th'  Anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  Birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  Word, 

4 .  With  humble  Love  addrefi  his  Throne  : 
For  if  he  frown,  ye  die : 
Thofe  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  Grace  rely. 

Psalm   II.    Long  Metre.  . 
ChrijFs  Death,  RefitrreB?ony  and  Afcenpon. 

1  \\ 7HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  Rage? 

\  V    The  Romans  why  their  Swords  employ  ? 
Againft  the  Lord  their  Pow'rs  engage 
His  dear  Anointed  to  defiroy  ? 

2  -:cc  Come,  let  us  break  his  Bands,  they  fay, 

cc  This  Man  fhall  never  give  us  Laws  ;  , 
And  thus  they  caft  his  Yoke  away, 
And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  Crofs, 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  Glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  Pride,  their  Rage  controuls ; 
He'll  vex  their  Hearts  with  inward  Pains, 
And  fpeak  in  Thunder  to  their  Souls, 

'4  5*  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 

u  On  zions  everlafiing  Hill, 
.  iC  My  Hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  Dead, 
t    "  And  he  fhall  ftandyour  Sovereign  (till. 

5  [His 


Psalm   IIL  7 

5  [His  wond'rous  Rifing  from  the  Earth 
Makes  his  Eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  Birth  ; 
cc  This  Day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6- cc  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  Right-hand, 
f<  There,  thou  fhak  ask,  and  I  beftow 
<c  The  utmoft  Bounds  of  Heathen  Lands ; 
"  To  thee  the  Northern  Ifles  (hall  bow.] 

7  But  Nations  that  refift  his  Grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  Iron  Stroke  ; 

His  Rod  fliall  crufti  his  Foes  with  Eafe, 
As  Potters  Earthen  Work  is  broke. 

Pa  use. 

8  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  Thrones,  . 
Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb ; 
Now  to  his  Feet  fubmit  you  Crowns* 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  Name. 

g  With  humble  Love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die; 
His  Wrath  will  burn  to  Worlds  uaknowny ; 
If  ye  provoke  his  Jealoufy. 

10  His  Storms  (hall  drive  you  quick  to  Hell, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  Dult : 
Happy  the  Souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  Grace  their  only  Truft. 

Psalm    III.     Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  Fears  fuppreft  !  or,  God  cur  Defence  from 
Sin  and  Satan. 

I  i^L    /i  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  ! 

'Coofpiring  my  eternal  Death 
They  break  my  prefent  Peace. 


S  rSALM    m, 

Z  The  lying  Tempter  would  perfwade 
There's  no  Relief  in  Heaven. 
And  all  my  fwelling  Sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  Glory  and  my  Strength^ 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threatening  Guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  Head. 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  Hill 

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  Ear  ; 

I  call  my  Father,  and  my  Godj 

And  he  fubdu'd  my  Fear. 

5  He  fhed  foft  Slumbers  on  mine  Eyes 
^      In  ipight  of  all  my  Foes ; 

I  'woke,,  and  wonder'd  at  the  Grace 
That  guarded  my  Repofe.l 

6  What  tho'  the  Hofts  of  Death  and  Hell 

All  arm'd  againft  me  flood, 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  (hake  my  Soul ; 
My  Refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  Grace, 

While  I  thy  Glory  fing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  Serpent's  Teeth, 
And  Death  has  loft  his  Sting. 

g  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 
His  Arm  alone  can  fave  : 
Bleflings  attend  thy  People  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm  III.  i,  zy  3,4,5,8.  Long  Metre* 
A  Morning  VfaJm. 

I  f~*\  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes 
V^J  In  this  weak  State  of  FJelh  and  Blood  ! 

'  ■  My 


Psalm    IV.  9 

My  Peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
^But  my  Defence  and  Hope  is  God. 

Tir'd  with  the  Burdens  of  the  Day 
To  Thee  I  rais'd  an  Evening-Cry  : 
Thou  heard'ft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  Help  was  nigh. 

Supported  by  thine  heavenly  Aid 
I   I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  : 
'   Not  Death  fhould  make  my  Heart  afraid 
1    Tho'  I  (hould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

|  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-Song^ 

Psalm  IV.  i,  2,  3, 5,  6,  7.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  of  Prayer  ;  or,  God  our  Portion •,  and  Chrift  out 

Hope. 

I   /^\  God  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefi, 

Vy  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain ; 
Thou  haft  enlarged  me  in  Diflrefs, 
Bow  down  a  grackr-^ar  again. 

z  Ye  Sons  of  Men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  Glory  into  Shame  ; 
How  long  will  Scoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  Name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  Saints 
From  all  the  Tribes  of  Men  befide  ? 
He  hears  the  Cry  of  Penitents 

For  the  dear  Sake  of  Chrifi  that  dy'd. 

4  When  our  obedient  Hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  Work*  of  Righteoufnefs* 

We 


10  V  SALMI  V. 

We  put  our  Truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  Grace* 

5  Let  the  unthinking  Many  fay, 

"  Who  will  bejlow  fome  earthly  Good  t 
But,  Lord,  thy  Light  and  Love  we  pray  ; 
Our  Souls  defire  this  heavenly  Food. 

6  Then  fhall  my  chearful  Pow'rs  rejoice 
At  Grace  and  Favour,  fo  divine, 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  Choice 
For  all  their  Corn,  and  all  their  Wine. 

Psalm  IV.   3,  4,  5,  8.   Common  Metre. 
An  Evening  Pfalm. 
i  T     CRD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  \ 

J £    I  am  for  ever  thine ; 

1  fear  before  thee  all  the  Day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

z  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  Head 
From  Cares  and  Bufinefs  free,  ., 
'Tis  fweet  convening  on  my  Bed 
With  my  own  Heart  and  Thee. 

3  I  pay  this  Evening  Sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  Work  i*  done, 
Great  God,  my  Faith  and  Hope  relies 
Upon  thy  Grace  alone, 

4  Thus  with  my  Thoughts  compos\d  to  Peace* 

ril  give  mine  Eyes  to  fleep  ; 
Thy  Hand  in  Safety  keeps  my  Days, 
And  will  my  Slumbers  keep. 

Psalm  V. 
Tor  the  %(ird*s-Day  Mornwg*. 

1 1  T     ORD,  in  the  Morning  thou  (halt  hear 
1    v     My  Voice  afcending  high  ; 


To  Thee  will  I  direS  my  Pray'r, 
To  Thee  life  up  mine  Eye. 

Up  to  the  Hills  where  Chrifi  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  Saints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  Throne 

Our  Songs  and  our  Complaints. 

\  Thou  arc  a  God,  before  whofe  Sight 
The  Wicked  (hall  not  ftand  , 
Sinners  {hail  ne'er  be  thy  Delight^ 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  Right-hand. 

4  But  to  thy  Houfe  will  I  refbrt 

To  tafte  thy  Mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  Court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  Fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  Feec 

In  Ways  of  Righteoufnefs  ! 

Make  every  Path  of  Duty  ftrait, 

And  plain  before  my  Face. 

Pa  u  se. 

5  My  watchful  Enemies  combine 
To  tempt  my  Feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  Defign, 
To  make  my  Soul  their  Prey* 

?  Lord,  crufh  the  Serpent  in  the  Duftj 
And  all  his  Plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  Mercy  truft ; 
For  ever  fhout  for  Joy. 

I  The  Men  that  love  and  fear  thy  Name 
Shall  fee  their  Hopes  fulfill'd  : 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  thera , 
Witji  Favour  as  a  Shield. 

P$AtM 


12  Psalm    VI, 

Psalm  VI.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  Sicknefs  ;  cr,  Difeafes  beafedi 

i   IN  Anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
X     Withdraw  the  dreadful  S:orm; 
Nor  let  thy  Fury  grow  fo  hoc 
Againft  a  feeble  Worm. 

i  My  Soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  Cares* 
My  FJefh  with  Pain  oppreft  : 
My  Couch  is  Wxtnefs  to  my  Tears, 
My  Tears  forbid  my  Reft. 

3  Sorrow  and  Pain  wear  out  my  Days  ; 

I  wafte  the  Night  with  Cries, 
Counting  the  Minutes  as  they  paG, 
'Till  the  flow  Morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  Tormented  more  ? 

Mine  Eye  confum'd  with  Grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before* 
Thine  Hand  afford  Relief? 

f  He  hears  when  Duft  and  Afhes  fpeak, 
He  pities  all  our  Groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  Mercies  fake,. 
And  heals  our  broken  Bones. 

6  The  Virtue  of  his  fbvereign  Word 
Reftores  our  fainting  Breath  ; 
For  filent  Graves  praife  not  the  Lord,* 
Nor  is  he  known  ki  Death. 

Psalm  VI.     Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in  Sicknefs  overcome^ 

l  T    ORD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  Rebukes, 

I    j  When  thou  with  Kindnefs  doft  chaftife ; 
But  thy  fierce  Wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  I 

z  Pi 


Psalm    VIL  13 

I  Pity  my  languiftimg  Eftate, 
i    And  eafe  the  Sorrows  that  I  feel ; 

The  Wounds  thine  heavy  Hand  hath  made, 
I    O  let  thy  gentler  Touches  heal  I 

3  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  Days 

In  Sighs  and  Groans ;  and  when  'tis  Night, 
My  Bed  is  water' d  with  my  Tears  ; 
My  Grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  Sight. 

4  Look  how  the  Pow'rs  of  Nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  fhall  thine  Hour  of  Grace  return  ? 
When  (hall  I  make  thy  Grace  my  Song  ? 

5  I  feel  my  Flefh  fo  near  the  Grave, 
My  Thoughts  are  tempted  to  Defpair  ; 
•But  Graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  Duft  and  Silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  Tempters,  from  my  Soul ; 
And  all  defpairing  Thoughts  depart ; 
My  God  who  hears  my  humble  Moan 
Will  eafe  my  Flefh,  and  chear  my  Heart. 

Psalm  VII. 
*o(ts  Care  of  his  People •,  and  Punifiment  of  Perfection , 

1  Ti  fl  Y  Truft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
lVx     My  Hope  in  Thee,  my  God  ; 
Rife,  and  my  helplefs  Life  defend 
From  thofe  that  feek  my  Blood* 

t  With  Infolence  and  Fury  they 
My  Soul  in  Pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  Lions  rend  the  Prey 
When  up  Deliverer's  near. 


If 


14  Psalm    VII. 

3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  firft, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  Foe, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  Life  to  Duft, 
And  lay   mine  Honour  low. 

^  If  there  be  Malice  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  Eyes ; 
I  {hould  not  dare  appeal  to  Thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  Hand, 
Their  Pride  and  Pow'r  controul ; 
Awake  to  Judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rance  for  my  Soul. 

Pause. 

'&  [  Let  Sinners  and  their  wicked  Rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  Duft  ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  Truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  Jufl ! 

7  He  knows  the  Heart,  he  tries  the  Reins, 
He  will  defend  th*  Upright : 
His  fharpeft  Arrows  he  ordains 
%         Againft  the  Sons  of  Spight. 

S  For  me  their  Malice  digg'd  a  Pit, 
But  there  themfelves  are  call ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  Mifchief  light 
On  their  own  Heads  at  laft.] 

o  That  cruel  perfecuting  Race 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  Sword  ; 
Awake,  my  Soul,  and  praife  the  Grace, 
And  Juftice  of  the  Lord. 


Psal.v 


Psalm   VIII.  ij 

Psalm  VIII.    Short  Metre. 

$ s  Sovereignty  and  Goodnefs ;   And  Man's  Dominion 
ever  the  Creatures, 

OLord,  our  heav'nly  King, 
Thy  Name  is  all  Divine ; 
fhy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  fpread, 
[  And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fhine. 

When  to  thy  Works  on  high 
!  I  raife  my  wond'ring  Eyes, 
nd  fee  the  Moon  complete  in  Light 

Adorn  the  darkfome  Skies : 

When  I  furvey  the  Stars 
And  all  their  fhining  Forms, 
ord,  what  is  Man,  that  worthlefe  Thing 
A-kin  to  Duft  and  Worms  ? 

Lord,  what  is  worthlefc  Man, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  love  him  fo  ? 
text  to  thine  Angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

Thine  Honours  crown  his  Head, 
While  Beafls,  like  Slaves,  obey,^ 
ind  Birds  that  cut  the  Air  with  Wings, 
And  Fifh  that  cleave  the  Sea. 

How  rich  thy  Bounties  are  ! 
And  wond'rous  are  thy  Ways : 
If  Duft  and  Worms  thy  Pow'r  can  frame 
A  Monument  of  Praife. 

[Out  of  the  Mouths  of  Babes 
And  Sucklings  thou  canft  draw 
urprizing  Honours  to  thy  Name, 
And  ftrike  the  World  with  Awe, 

?  0 


\6  Psalm    VIII. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 

Thy  Name  is  all  Divine : 
JThy  Glories  round  the  Earth  are  Ipread, 

And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  fhine.] 

Psalm  VIII.    Common  Metre, 

ChriJTs  Condefcenpon  and  Glorification ;  or,  Cod  mai> 
Man* 

x  /^\  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
\^J    Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 
The  Glories  of  thy  heav'nly  State 
Let  Men  and  Babes  proclaim. 

Z  When  I  behold  thy  Works  on  high, 
The  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
And  Stars  that  well  adorn  the  Sky, 
Thofe  moving  Worlds  of  Light. 

3  Lord,  what  is  Man,  or  all  his  Race, 

Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  vifit  him  with  Grace, 
And  love  his  Nature  fb  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  fhould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  Form, 
Made  lower  than  his  Angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  Worm. 

5  [Yet-while  he  liv'd  on  Earth  unknown, 

And  Men  would  not  adore, 

Th'  obedient  Seas  and  Fifties  own 

His  Godhead  and  his  Pow'r. 

6  The  Waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  Feet ; 

And  Fifti  at  his  Command 
Bring  their  large  Shoals  to  Peter's  Net, 
Bring  Tribute  to  his  Hand, 

7  The 


Psalm    VIII.  17 

7  Thefe  lefler  Glories  of  the  Son 
Shone  thro'  the  flefhly  Cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  Throne, 
And  Men  confefs  him  God.y 

§  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  Majefty 

Who  bow'd  his  Head  to  Death  ; 

And  be  his  Honours  founded  high, 

By  all  Things  that  have  Breath, 

9  ?*fusy  °ur  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
•  Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 
The  Glories  of  thy  heavenly  State 
Let  the  whole  Earth  proclaim. 

Psalm  VIII.    rerfei,i.  Paraphrased. 

ftrft  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The.  Hofanna  of  the  Cloildren  ;  or,   Infants  pratjlng 
God. 

ALmighty  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
Thro'  the  wide  Earth  thy  Name  is  fpread, 
And  thine  eternal  Glories  rife 
O'er  all  the  Heav'ns  thy  Hands  have  made, 

j  To  thee  the  Voices  of  the  Young 
A  Monument  of  Honour  raife  ; 
And  Babes  with  uninftructed  Tongue 
Declare  the  Wonders  of  thy  Praife. 

;  Thy  Pow'r  affiles  their  tender  Age 

To  bring  proud  Rebels  to  the  Ground, 

To  ftill  the  bold  Blafphemer's  Raoe> 

And  all  their  Policies  confound. 
f  Children  amidft  thy  Temple  throne 

To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  Face  ; 

The  Son  of  David  is  their  Song, 

And  young  hofatma's  fill  the  Place, 

8  s  The 


AO  i^SALM      VIII. 

5  The  frowning  Scribes  and  angry  Priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  Cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  firs  Glent  in  their  Brcafts, 
tWhile  Jewifi  Babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm  VIII..  Verfe  3,  &c.  Paraphrased. 

Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

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

i  T     ORD,  what  was  Man,  when  made  at  firftj 
1    j  Adam  the  Offspring  of  the  Duft, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  fet  him  and  his  Race 
But  juft  below  an  Angel's  Place  ? 

z  That  thou  fliould'ft  raife  his  Nature  fo, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  Beaft  and  Bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  Fifties  as  his  Feet  ? 

3  But  O  what  brighter  Glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  State  ? 
What  Honours  (hall  thy  Son  adorn 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  below  his  Angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  Duft  amongft  the  Dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  World  from  Sin  : 
But  he  fliall  reign  with  Pow'r  divine. 

5  The  World  to  come  Redeem'd  from  all 
The  Miferies  that  attend  the  Fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  Feet. 

Psalm    IX.     Firjl  Part. 

Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment-Seat* 

1  \717ITH  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Song, 
W     Thy  Wonders  HI  proclaim, 

Tho 


IX.  19 

Thou  fov' reign  Judge  of  Right  and  Wrong 
Wile  put  my  Foes  to  fhame. 

i  I'll  fing  thy  Majefty  and  Grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  Throne 
To  judge  the  World  in  Righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  Vengeance  known.     - 

3  Then  fhall  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. 

%  Sing  Praifes  to  the  Righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  Word, 
And  doth  his  Grace  fulfil. 

Psalm   IX.     Verfe  i  a .    Second  Part. 

The  Wifdom  and  "Equity  of  Providence. 

I  T  7C  7HEN  the  great  Judge  Supreme  and  Juft* 
V  V      Shall  once  enquire  for  Bloodj 
The  humble  Souls  that  mourn  in  Dufl 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

z  He  from  the  dreadful  Gates  of  Death 

Does  his  own  Children  raife  ? 

In  zions  Gates  with  chearful  Breath 

They  fing  their  Father's  Praife. 

r3  His  Foes  (hall  fall  with  heedlefc  Feet 
Into  the  Pit  they  matte*; 
And  Sinners  perifh  in  the  Net 
That  their  own  Hands  have  %?*&> 


20  lySALM      A. 

4  Thus  by  thy  Judgments,  mighty?God, 
Are  thy  deep  Counfels  known  ; 
When  Men  of  Mifchiefare  deftroy'd, 
The  Snare  muft  be  their  own. 

Pause. 

$  The  Wicked  {hall  fink  down  to  Hell  ', 

Thy  Wrath  devour  the  Lands  , 

That  dare  forget  Thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  Commands. 

6  Tho'  Saints  to  fore  Diftrefs  are  brought, 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 

Their  Cries  fhall  not  be  ftill  forgot, 

Nor  fhall  their  Hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife5  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  Seat 

To  judge  and  fave  the  Poor  ; 
Let  Nations  tremble  at  thy  Feet, 
And  Man  prevail  no  more. 

8  Thy  Thunder  fhall  affright  the  Proud, 

And  put  their  Hearts  to  Pain, 
Make  'em  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  Men.] 

Psalm    X. 

Prayer  heardt  and:' Saints  faved;  or,  Pride,  Atleifm, 
and  OfpreJporJpunife'd. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

x   T  7C  7  HY  doth  the  Lord  fiand  off  fo  far  ? 
V V      Arid  why  conceal  his  Face, 
When  great  Calamities  appear, 
And  Times  of  deep  Diftrefs  ? 

z  Lord,  fhall  the  Wicked  ftill  deride 
Thy  Juftice  and  thy  Power  ? 

j  Shall 


Psalm    XL  n 

Shall  they  advance  their  Heads  in  Pride, 
And  ftill  thy  Saints  devour  ? 

They  put  thy  Judgments  from  their  ugh:, 

And  then  infult  the  Poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  Height, 

That  they  {hall  fall  no  more. 

Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  Hand  ; 

Attend  our  humble  Cry  ; 
No  Enemy  fhall  dare  to  itand 

When  God  afcends  on  high. 

Pause. 

Why  do  the  Men  of  Malice  rcg?3 

And  fay  with  foolifh  Pride, 
cc  Tie  Cod  of  Heavn  will  net  engage 

u  Tojighton  Zion'j  Side. 

But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord ; 

And  pow'rful  is  thine  Hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  Swcrd, 

And  periuYd  from  thy  Land. 

Thou  wilt  prepare  our  Hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  Ear  to  hear  ; 
He  hearkens  what  his  Children  fay, 

And  puts  the  World  in  Fear. 

Proud  Tyrants  fhall  no  more  oppsefs, 

No  more  defpife  the  Juft  ; 
And  mighty  Sinners  fhall  confefs 

They  are  but  Earth  and  Duft. 

Psalm    XI. 

Cod  loves  the  Righteous,  and  hates  the  Wicked, 

Y  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love, 
Why  do  my  Foes  infult  and  cry, 

B  3.  "  Tly 


M 


2i  Psalm    XII. 

*  Fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  Dove9 
"  To  dip  ant  Woods  or  Mount  aim  fly. 

%  If  Government  be  all  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  Foundation  of  our  Peace) 
And  Violence  make  Jufliee  void, 
Where  fhall  the  Righteous  feek  Redrefs  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  Heaven  has  fix'd  his  Throne, 
His  Eye  furveys  the  World  below  ; 
To  him  all  mortal  Things  are  known. 
His  Eye-lids  fearch  our  Spirits  thro'. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  Saints  fb  far 

To  prove  their  Love,  and  try  their  Grace, 
What  may  the  bold  Tranfgreflbrs  fear  ? 
His  very  Soul  abhors  their  Ways. 

5  On  impious  Wretthes  he  fhall  rain 
Tempefts  of  Brimftone,  Fire  and  Death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  Plain 

Of  Sodom  3  with  his  angry  Breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  Souls, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Actions  arefincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  Eye  beholds 

The  Men  that  his  own  Image  bear. 

Psalm    XII.    Long  Metre. 

The  Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Times  ;  or,  Sins 
of  the  Tongue  complain  d  of  (viz.)  Blafphemy: 
Valjbood)  &c. 

i  1      ORD,  if  tho*  doft  not  fbon  appear, 
1  j  Vertue  and  Truth  will  fly  away  ; 
A  faithful  Man  amongft  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

a  The  whole  Difcourfe  when  Neighbours  meet, 

Is  fill'd  with  Trifle*  loofe  and  vain ; 

Theii 


P  s  a  l  u    XIL  23 

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  cc  Tet  pall  our  Words  be  free,  they  cry  ; 
**  Cur  Tongues  pall  be  controufdby  none* 
f<  Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why  ? 
<c  Or  fay  ^  cur  Lips  are  not  cur  own  ? 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  Poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  th*  Oppreffor's  haughty  Strain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  Children  Reft, 

Nor  fhail  they  truii  his  Word  in  vain, 

6  Thy  Word.  O  Lord,  tho'  often  try'd. 
Void  of  Deceit  ftall  ftill  appear  ; 

Not  Silver  feven  times  purify'd 

From  Drofs  and  Mixture  (bines  fo  dear, 

7  Thy  Grace  fhall  in  the  darkeft  Hour 
Defend  the  holy  Soul  from  Harm  ; 
Tho'  when  the  vileft  Men  have  Power 
On  every  fide  will  Sinners  fwarm, 

Psalm   XIL     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  cf  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners  ;  or, 
The  Promife  and  Signs  of  ChrijPs  coming  to  fudg 
ment. 

I  T  TELP,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Vertue  fail, 
J.   A     Religion  lofes  Ground  ; 
The  Sons  of  Violence  prevail, 
And  Treacheries  abound. 


B  4  a  Then 


24  Psalm    XII. 

a  Their  Oaths  and  Promifes  they  break. 
Yet  ad  the  Flatterer's  Part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  Lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  Heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  Lie, 

How  is  their  Fury  ftirr'd  ? 
cc  Are  not  our  Lips  our  oven,  they  cry, 
c<  And  who  pall  be  our  Lord. 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  Side, 

Where  a  vile  Race  of  Men 
Is  rais'd  to  Seats  of  Pow'r  and  Pride, 
And  bears  the  Sword  in  vain. 

P  A  U   S  E. 

5  Lord,  when  Iniquities  abound, 

And  Blafphemy  grows  bold, 

,\Vhen  Faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 

*  nu  L?v?  n  W&KR*  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  Chariot  haft'ning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  this  Sign  ? 
%lay  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  Promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  «  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,   now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  Opprelfors  flee  ; 

<c  I  {hall  appear  to  their  Surprize, 

tt  And  fet  my  Servants  free. 

8  Thy  Word,  like  Silver  feven  rimes  try'd. 

Thro'-  Ages  (hall  endure  \ 
The  Men  that  in  thy  Truth  confide 
Shall  find  the  Promife  fure.  ■ 


Psalm 


Psalm    XIII.     Long  Metre. 

Tkading  with  God  under  Defertion  ;  or,  Hope  in  Dark* 
nefs. 

i   T  TOW  long,  O  Lord,  (hall  I  complain 
XX  Like  one  that  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ; 

Can'it  thou  thy  Face  for  ever  hide  i 
And  I  flill  pray,  and  be  deny'd  i 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot 

As  one  whom  thou  regardeft  not  ? 

Still  {hall  my  Soul  thine  Abfence  mourn  i 

And  flill  defpair  of  thy  Return  I 

3  How  long  {hall  my  poor  troubled  Breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  Thoughts  oppreft  I 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  Foe, 
Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  io  low  ; 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  Relief^ 
Before  my  Death  conclude  my  Grief. 

If  thou  wich-hold  thy  heavenly  Lighr^ 
I  deep  i:i  everlafting  Night, 

5  How  will  the  Pow'rs  of  Darkticfs  boa?, 
If  but  one  praying  Soul  be  loft  ? 

-But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  Grace, 
And  {hall  again  behold  thy  Face. 

6  Whatever  my  Fears  or  Foes  fuggefly 
Thou  art  n>y  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft, 
My  Heart  {hall  feel  thy  Love,  and  raifc 
My  chearful  Voice  to  Sengs  of  Praife. 

P  s  a  l  m   XIII,     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  under  Temptations  of  the  Detih 

0\V'  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  ? 
My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 

B  s  "  JVhcii 


'H 


When  fhall  I  feel  thofe  heavenly  Rays 
That  chafe  my  Fears  away  i 

i  How  long  fhall  my  poor  labVing  Soul 
Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  Word  can  all  my  Foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  Pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  Arts, 
He  fpreads  a  Mift  around  my  Eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  Darts. 

4  Be 'thou  my  Sun,  and  thou  my  Shield, 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  Eyes  are  feal'd 
In  Death's  eternal  Sleep. 

5  How  would  the  Tempter  boaft  aloud 

If  I  become  his  Prey  I 
Behold  the  Sons  of  Hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  Delay. 

6  But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  Rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  Head  ; 
He  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Look, 
And  hears  thy  Voice  with  Dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  Grace 

Where  all  my  Hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  (hall  employ  my  Lips  in  Praife, 
And  VicVry  fhall  be  fung. 

Psalm    XIV.    FirflPart. 

By  Kature  all  Men  are  Sinners 

LS  in  their  Hearts  believe  and 
;  That  all  Religion's  vain, 
f*  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 

M    C\r   minds  f-Vi'    A  #3  ire  r\f  M/»n 


Or  minds  th'  Affairs  of  Men. 

t  From 


PSALM     A1V.  27 

From  Thoughts  fb  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  Difcourfe  proceeds ; 
And  in  their  impious  Hands  are  found 

Abominable  Deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  Celeftial  Throne 
Look'd  down  on  Things  below, 

To  find  the  Man  that  fought  his  Grace, 
Or  did  his  Juftice  know. 

4  By  Nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 

Their  Practice  all  the  fame  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  Hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  Name. 

5  Their  Tongues  art  us'd  to  fpeak  Deceit, 

Their  Slanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  Mifchief  are  their  Feet, 
Nor  know  the  Paths  of  Peace  ! 

6  Such  Seeds  of  Sin  (that  bitter  Root} 

In  ev'ry  Heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  Fruit, 
Till  Grace  refine  the  Ground. 

Psalm    XIV.     Second  Part. 

The  Fotfy  of  Perfecutors. 

1     A  RE  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown, 
jT\     That  they  the  Saints  devour  l 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy  Throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  Power  ? 

%  Great  God,  appear  to  their  Surpriz?, 

Reveal  the  dreadful  Name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  Wrath  defpifK 

Nor  turn  our  Hope  to  Shame. 
3  Dofi  thou  not  dwell  among  the  Juft, 

And  yet  our  Foes  deride, 


s8  Psalm    XV. 

That  we  fhould  make  thy  Name  our  Truft : 
Greac  God,  confound  their  Pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  Day  were  come 
Tofinifh  our  Diftrefs  ! 
When  God  fhall  bring  his  Children  home, 
Our  Songs  fhall  never  ceafe. 

Psalm    XV.     Common  Metre. 

ttaraBifS  of  a  Saint  ;  or,   a  Citizen  of  Zion  ;  or,  th& 
*  §J*aUfic{iti<ms  of  a  Chriftian. 

1  \  K  /H0  iha]1  '"habit  in  thy  HilJ, 

V  V       O  God  of  Holinefs  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  tojdwell 
So  near  his  Throne  of  Grace  ? 

2  The  Man  tlfat  walks  in  pious  Ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  Hands  ; 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  Promifes, 
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  Sinner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  tho'  to  his  own  Hurt  he  fwears, 
Still  he  performs  his  Word. 

5  Kis  Hands  difdain  a  golden  Bribe> 

And  never  gripe  the  Poor. 
This  Man  fhall  dwell  with,  God  on  Earth, 
And  find  his  Heaven  fecure. 


fWUi 


Psalm  XV.     Long  Metre. 

etigion  and  Juftke,  Goodnefs  and  Truth  ;  or,  Duties 
to  God  and  Man  ;  or,  the  Qualifications  of  a  Ckri- 
fitan. 

WHO  fhall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  Place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  Face? 
The  Man  that  minds  Religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below, 

Whofe  Hands  are  pure,  whofe  Heart  is  clean  ; 
Whofe  Lips  (till  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  '0 
No  Slanders  dwell  upon  his  Tongue  : 
He  hates  to  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong, 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  vents  it  to  his  Neighbour's  Hurt : 
Sinners  of  State  he  can  defpife, 

But  Saints  are  honour'd  in  his  Eyes.l 

4  [  Firm  to  his  Word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  Promife  good  ; 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwear&> 
Whatever  Pain  or  Lofs  he  bears.} 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  Gold, 

And  mourns  that  Juflice"  fhould  be  fold  : 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  Poor^ 
Sweet  Charity  attends  his  Door.] 

$  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  wifti  from  thexn» 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiefl  Works  are  done^ 
His  Soul  depends  on  Grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  Man  thy  Face  {hall  fee, 
Aad  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee, 

Psalm 


gy  i  a  a  l  m    AVI.- 

Psalm    XVI.    Pirft  Part.   Long  Metre. 

Confejpon  of  our  Poverty ;  and,  Saints  the  heft  ComfA 
ny  i  or,  Good  Works  profit  Men,  not  God. 

J  T^Referveme,  Lord,  in  Time  of  Need, 
X     For  Succour  to  thy  Throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  Merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  Goodnefi  cannot  reach  to  Thee. 

z  Oft  have  my  Heart  and  Tongue  confeft, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  Praife  can  never  make  thee  blefly 
Nor  add  new  Glories  to  thy  Name. 

5  Yet,  Lord,  thy  Saints  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  Sons  of  Mirth 
To  give  a  Relifh  to  their  Wine, 
I  love  the  Men  of  Heavenly  Birth 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Language  are  divine. 

Psalm   XVI.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre* 
ChriJVs  AU'fufficiency. 

I  T-TOW  faft  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife, 
£""1  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  Idol-God  I 
I  will  not  tafle  their  Sacrifice, 
Their  Off  rings  of  forbidden  Blood* 

%  My  God  provides  a  richer  Cup, 
And  nobler  Food  to  live  upon, 
He  for  my  Life  has  offer'd  up 
Refits  his  befi  beloved  Son, 

3  His  Love  is  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 
By  Day  his  Counfels  guide  me  right ; 

And 


And  be  his  Name  for  ever  bleft, 

Who  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Night. 

I  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  Eyes ; 
At  my  Right-hand  he  (lands  prepaid 
To  keep  my  Soul  from  all  Surprize, 
And  be  my  everlafting  Guard. 

Psalm  XVI.    Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  Death  >  and  Hope  of  the  Refurreftiw. 

WHen  God  is  nigh,  my  Faith  is  ftrong, 
His  Arm  is  my  almighty  Prop  : 
Be  glad,  my  Heart,  rejoice,  my  Tongue, 
My  dying  Flefh  fhall  reft  in  Hope. 

i  Tho'  in  the  Duft  I  lay  my  Head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  Soul  for  ever  with  the  Dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  Children  in  the  Grave. 

j  My  Flefh  fhall  thy  firft  Call  obey. 
Shake  off  the  Duft,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  fhalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  Way 
Up  to  thy  Throne  above  the  Sky. 

4  There  Streams  of  endlefs  Pleafure  flow  ; 
And  full  Difcoveries  of  thy  Grace 
(Which  we  but  tafted  here  below) 
Spread  Heav'nly  Joys  thro9  all  the  Place. 

Psalm  XVI.  i—  8.    Firft  part.    Common  Metre, 

Support  and  Counfel  jrom  God  without  Metit. 

I  OAve  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  Foe  ; 
^     In  Thee  my  Truft  I  place, 
TW  all  the  Good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  Grace. 

2  Yet 


z  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  Breath, 
The  Saints  may  profit  by't ; 
The  Saints  the  Glory  of  the  Earth, 
The  Men  of  my  Delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  Idols  hafte, 

And  worfhip  Wood  or  Stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  Lot  is  caft 
Where  the  True  God  is  known. 

4  His  Hand  provides  my  conftant  Food^ 

He  fills  my  daily  Cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  Good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  Hope. 

5  God  is  my  Portion  and  my  Joy  ; 

His  Counfels  are  my  Light : 
He  gives  me  fvveet  Advice  by  Day, 
And  gentle  Hints  by  Night. 

<>  My  Soul  would  all  her  Thoughts  approve 
To  his  all-feeing  Eye  ; 
Not  Death  nor  Hell  my  Hope  (hall  move 
While  fueh  a  Friend  is  nigh. 

Psalm  XVI.     Second  Part.     Common  Metre* 

The  Death  and  RefurrecJzon  of  Chrift. 

I  cc  T  Set  the  Lord  before  my  Face, 
j[     "  He  bears  my  Courage  up  : 
*c  My  Heart  and  Tongue  their  Joys  erprefs^ 
cc  My  Fle(h  fhall  reft  in  Hope. 

%  u  My  Spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave. 
<c  Where  Souls  departed  are  ; 
*(  Nor  <pk  my  Body  to  the  Grave 
u  To  fee  Corruption  there. 

3  c<  Thou  wilt  re  real  the  Path  of  Life, 
£  And  rajfe  me  to  thy  Throne; 

k  Thy 


Psalm    XVII.  35 

<c  Thy  Courts  immortal  Pleafure  give, 
L  "  Thy  Prefcnce  Joys  unknown. 

[Thus  in  the  Name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  Word 

Of  his  Prophetick  Tongue. 

yefas,  whom  every  Saint  adores,  j 

Was  crucify'd  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  Tomb  its  Prey  reftores, 

Behold  he  lives  again. 

When  fhall  my  Feet  arife  and  ftand 

Qn  Heav'ns  eternal  Hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  Right-hand, 

And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 

Psalm  XVII.  v.  13,  &c.    Short  Metre. 
ortion  of  Saints  and  Sinners  ;   ora  flof*  and  Pefytiif 

A  Rife,  my  gracious  God, 
And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
rhey  are  but  thy  chaflizing  Rod 
To  drive  thy  Saints  to  Thee. 

;  Behold  the  Sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  Words  are  vain  ; 
rlere  in  this  Life  his  Pleafure  lies, 

And  all  beyond  is  Pain. 

»  Then  let  his  Pride  advance 

And  boaft  of  all  his  Store  ; 
rhe  Lord  is  my  Inheritance, 

My  Soul  can  wifh  no  more, 

4  I  fhall  behold  the  Face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  s 

And 


34  PSALM    XVIL 

And  ftand  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs, 
Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  Blood. 

5  There's  a  new  Heav'n  begun 

When  I  awake  from  Death, 
Dreft  in  the  Likenefs  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  Breath. 

Psalm  XVII.     Long  Metre. 

ffle  Sinners  Portion  and  Saint's  Hope  ;  or,  the  Heavei] 
offeparate  Souls,  and  the  RefurreBzon. 

[I   T     ORD,  I  am  thine  :  But  thou  wilt  prove 
1    J  My  Faith,  my  Patience,  and  my  Love  ^ 
When  Men  of  Spite  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  Sword,  the  Hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  Hope  and  Portion  lies  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  Happinefs  they  know, 
?Tis  all  they  feek  ;  they  take  their  Shares 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  Heirs, 

[5  What  Sinners  value  I  refign, 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  Thou  art  mine ; 
I  fhall  behold  thy  blifsful  Face, 
And  ftand  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs. 

4  This  Life's  a  Dream,  an  empty  Show  ; 
But  the  bright  World,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  Joys  fubftantial  and  fincere ; 
When  fhall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there? 

5  O  glorious  Hour !    O  bleft  Abode  ! 
I  fhall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ? 
And  Flefh  and  Sin  no  more  controul 
The  facred  Pleafures  of  the  Soul. 

6  My  Flefh  fhall  flumber  in  the  Ground, 
Till  the  laft  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound  ; 

Mi 


Psalm     XVIII.  H 

I  hen  burft  the  Chains  with  fweet  Surprize, 
nd  in  my  Saviour's  Image  rife. 

Psalm  XVIII.     Firfl  Fart. 

Long  Metre.     r<?r,  1-6,  i$ — 18. 

Deliverance  from  Defpair  ;  or3  Temptations  overcome* 

THEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength, 
My  Rock,  my  Tower,  my  high  Defence  \ 
Thy  mighty  Arm  (hall  be  my  Truft, 
!   For  I  have  found  Salvation  thence. 

I  Death,  and  the  Terrors  of  the  Grave 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  Shade; 
While  Floods  of  high  Temptations  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  Soul  afraid. 

j  I  faw  the  op'ning  Gates  of  Hell 
With  endlefs  Pains  and  Sorrows  there, 
Which  non,e  but  they  that  feel  can  tell, 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  Deipair. 

I  In  my  Diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  5 
He  bow'd  his  Ear  to  my  Complaint ; 
Then  did  his  Grace  appear  divine. 

5   [With  Speed  he  flew  to  my  Relief, 
As  on  a  Cherub's  Wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  Lightning  (hone 
The  Face  of  my  Deliverer  God* 

>  Temptations  fled  at  his  Rebuke, 
The  Blaft  of  his  Almighty  Breath  ; 
He  fent  Salvation  from  on  high, 
And  drew  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Death.] 

y  Great  were  my  Fears,  my  Foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  Strength,  and  more  their  Rage ; 

Bat 


3*  Psalm    XVIIL 

But  Ch'ifl,  my  Lord,  is  Conqueror  ftill 
In  all  the  Wars  chat  Devils  wage. 

£  My  Song  for  ever  {hall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  Hour  j 
And  give  the  Glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  Mercy  and  his  Power. 

Psalm    XVIIL 

Second  Part*    V.  10— 16.    Long  Metre, 

Sincerity  {roved  and  rewarded. 

jl  T    ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  finccre, 
I    J  Haft  made  thy  Truth  and  Love  appear  % 
Before  mine  Eyes  I  fee  thy  Laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  Caufe. 

'z  Since  I  have  learnt  thy  holy  Ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  Face  j 
Or  if  my  Feet  did  e'er  depart, 
;Twas  never  with  a  wicked  Heart. 

3  What  fore  Temptations  broke  my  Reft  ! 
What  Wars  and  Struglings  in  my  Breaft  I 
But  thro'  thy  Grace  that  reigns  within 

I  guard  againft  my  darling  Sin. 

4  That  Sin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  drives  againft  my  Will ; 
When  fhall  thy  Spirit's  fovereign  Power 
Defixoy  it  that  it  rife  no  more. 

5  [With  an  impartial  Hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  Mortals  their  Reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  Souls  fhall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  Juft  and  Pure  fhall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 

And 


l'SALM      AVllI.  37 

And  Men  that  love  Revenge  {hall  know 
God  hath  an  Arm  of  Vengeance  too. 

SALM  XVIII.      Third  V  art.     V.JO,    3 1,    34,   55, 
46,  &c.     Long  Metre. 

Rejoicing  in  God  \  or,   Salvation  and  Triumph. 

JUST  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word, 
Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  Abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  beiide  the  Lord  \ 
Or  where 's  a  Refuge  like  our  God  ? 

Tis  He  that  girds  me  with  his  Might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  Sword  to  weild  ; 
And  while  with  Sin  and  Hell  I  fight. 
Spreads  his  Salvation  for  my  Shield. 

He  lives,  (and  blefTed  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  Salvation  lives, 
The  dark  Defigns  of  Hell  are  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  Peace  my  Father  gives. 

Before  the  Scoffers  of  the  Age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  Name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  Rage, 

But  meet  Reproach,  and  bear  the  Shame, 

To  David  and  his  Royal  Seed 
Thy  Grace  for  ever  (hall  extend  ; 
Thy  Love  to  Saints  in  drift  their  Head 
Knows  not  a  Limit,  nor  an  End. 

Psalm  XVIII.     Fhp  Part.     Common  Metre; 

ViBvry  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies. 

WE  love  Thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
Now  is  thine  Arm  reveal'd  : 
'hou  art  our  Strength,  our  heavenly  Tow'r, 
Our  Bulwark  and  our  Shield, 

z  We 


z  We  ny  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  find  a  fure  Defence  ; 
His  holy  Name  our  Lips  invoke, 
And  draw  Salvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  Leader  fhines  in  Arms, 
What  mortal  Heart  can  bear 
Jfhe  Thunder  of  his  loud  Alarms  \ 
The  Lightning  of  his  Spear  ? 

£  He  rides  upon  the  winged  Wind, 
And  Angels  in  Array 
In  Millions  wait  to  know  his  Mind, 
And  fivift  as  Flames  obey. 

j$  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  Rebuke 
Whole  Armies  are  difmay'd ; 
His  Voice,  his  Frown,  his  angry  Look 
Strikes  all  their  Courage  dead. 

$  He  forms  our  Generals  for  the  Field 
With  all  their  dreadful  Skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  Sword  to  weild, 
And  makes  their  Hearts  of  Steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  Captains  to  the  Fight, 
(Tho'  there  his  Name's  forgot ; 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  Might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 

S  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  Nations  bleft 
For  his  own  Churches  fake  ; 
JThe  Powers  that  give  his  People  Reft 
Shall  of  his  Care  partake.] 

Psalm  XVIII.    zd  Part.    Common  Metre, 
The  Conqueror's  Song. 
g  'TK)  thine  Almighty  Ann  we  owe 
JL     33>?  Triumphs  of  the  Day; 


rbALM       AIA.  2£ 

Thy  Terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  Foe, 
And  niek  their  Strength  away. 

'Tis  by  thine  Aid  our  Troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  Pow'rs, 
Or  burn  their  boafted  Fleets,  or  fcale 

The  proudeft  of  their  Tow'rs. 

How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  Field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  Ground, 
While  thy  Salvation  was  our  Shield, 

But  they  no  Shelter  found  ! 

In  vain  to  Idol  Saints  they  cry, 

And  perifh  in  their  Blood  ; 
Where  is  a  Rock  fo  great,  fb  high. 

So  powerful  as  our  God  ? 

The  Rock  of  ifrael  ever  lives, 

His  Name  be  ever  bleft  ; 
'Tis  his  own  Arm  the  Victory  gives, 

And  gives  his  People  Reft. 

►  On  Kings  that  reign  as  David  did 
He  pours  his  Bleifings  down  ; 
Secures  their  Honours  to  their  Seed, 
And  well  fupports  the  Crown. 

Psalm  XIX    TirftPart.    Short  Metre, 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture* 

For  a  LordVDay  Morning. 

I  "QEhold  the  lofty  Sky 

|j  Declares  its  Maker  God, 
fold  all  his  Starry  Works  on  high 

Proclaim  his  Power  abroad. 

1  The  Darknefi  and  the  Light 
Still  keep  ti^ir  Courfe  the  fame  / 

While 


40  Psalm    XIX, 

While  Night  to  Day,  and  Day  to  Night 
Divinely  teach  his  Name. 

'3  Tn  every  different  Land 

Their  general  Voice  is  known  ; 
They  fhew  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 

And  Orders  of  his  Throne. 

4  Ye  Britip  Lands  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  Word, 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  Voice 

To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

$  His  Statutes  and  Commands 

Are  fet  before  our  Eyes, 
He  puts  his  Gofpel  in  our  Hands 

Where  our  Salvation  lies. 

6  His  Laws  are  juftand  pure, 
His  Truth  without  Deceit, 

His  Promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  Rewards  are  great, 

7  [Not  Honey  to  the  Tafte 
Affords  fo  much  Delight, 

Nor  Gold  that  has  the  Furnace  paft 
So, much  allures  the  Sight. 

8  While  of  thy  Works  I  fing 
Thy  Glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  Praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name.] 

P  s  a  l  m  XIX.    zd  Part.   Short  Metre. 

Cod's  Word  mofi  excellent  ?  or,   Sincerity  and  Watch- 
fulnefs. 

For  a  Lord's-Day  Morning* 
I   TJEhold  the  Morning  Sun 
|j  Begins  his  glorious  Way  ; 


Psalm    XIX.  41 

k  Beams  thro'  all  the  Nations  ruii, 
And  Life  and  Light  convey. 

But  where  the  Gofpel  comes 
It  fpreads  diviner  Light, 
I  calls  dead  Sinners  from  their  Tombs, 
And  gives  the  Blind  their  Sight. 

How  perfeft  is  thy  Word  ! 
And  all  thy  Judgments  juft  ; 
or  ever  fure  thy  Promife,  Lord, 
And  Men  fecurely  truft. 

.  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  Dire&ions  giv'n  ! 
)  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  Path  to  Heaven  ! 

Pausl 

I  hear  thy  Word  with  Love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
end  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me  left  I  ftray. 

I  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  Errors  of  his  Ways  ? 
fet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  Mini 

I  would  not  dare  tranfgrefi. 

I  Warn  me  of  every  Sin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 
Ind  cleanfe  this  guilcy.Soul  of  mine, 

Whofe  Crimes  exceed  my  Thoughts. 

(  While  with  my  Heart  and  Tongue 

I  fpread  thy  Praife  abroad, 
lecipt  the  Worfhip  and  the  Song, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God» 

C  P$AL» 


42  Psalm    XiX. 

Psalm    XIX.     Long  Metre. 

The  Books  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture  compared  ;  or, 
The  Glory  and  Succefs  of  the  Gofpel. 

t  HT^HE  Heavens  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
i    In  every  Star  thy  Wifdom  fhines  : 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  thy  Word, 
We  read  thy  Name  in  fairer  Lines. 

£  The  rolling  Sun,  the  changing  Light, 
And  Nights  and  Days  thy  Power  confefs*.: 
But  the  bleft  Volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  Juftice  and  thy  Grace. 

g  Sun,  Moon  and  Stars  convey  thy  Praife 
Round  the  whole  Earth,  and  never  ftand  : 
So  when  thy  Truth  begun  its  Race, 
It  touch'd,  and  glanc'd  on  evVy  Land; 

a  Nor  fliall  thy  fpreading  Gofpel  reft 
Till  thro'  the  World  thy  Truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Chrift  has  all  the  Nations  bleft 
That  fee  the  Light,  or  feel  the  Sun. 

*  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 
Blefs  the  dark  World  with  heavenly  Light ; 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife  ; 
Thy  Laws  are  pure,  thy  Judgments  right. 

6  Thy  nobleft  Wonders  here  me  view 
In  Souls  renew'd,  and  Sins  forgiven  : 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  Sins,  my  Soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  Word  my  Guide  to  Heav *n. 

*P  s  a  L  m   XIX.    To  the  Tune  of  the  n  3th  Pfalm*  . 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scriptme* 

1  S~>  Reat  God,  the  Heaven's  well-order'd  Frame 
\JJ  Declares  the  Glories  of  thy  Name  : 

There 


Psalm     XIX.  43 

There  thy  rich  Works  of  Wonder  fliine  ; 
A  thoufand  ftarry  Beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  Marks  appear 

Of  boundlefs  Power,  and  Skill  divine. 

From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Night 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  Light, 

Le&ures  of  heavenly  Wifdom  read  ; 
With  filent  Eloquence  they  raife 
Our  Thoughts  to  our  Creator's  Praife, 

And  neither  Sound  nor  Language  need- 

Yet  their  divine  Infiruftions  run 
Far  as  the  Journies  of  the  Sun, 

And  every  Nation  knows  their  Voice  : 
The  Sun  like  fome  young  Bridegroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  Chambers  of  theEaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  Earth  rejoicCc 

Where-e'er  he  fpreads  his  Beams  abroad 
He  fmiles,  and  fpeaks  his  Maker,  God  : 

All  Nature  joins  to  fhew  thy  Praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  Creature  fhines ; 
Fair  are  the  Book  of  Nature's  Lines, 

But  fairer  is  thy  Book  of  Grace. 

P  A  V  S  E. 

1  love  the  Volumes  of  thy  Word  ; 
What  Light  and  Joy  thofe  Leaves  afford 

To  Souls  benighted  and  diftreft  ! 
Thy  Precepts  guide  my  doubtful  Way, 
Thy  Fear  forbids  my  Feet  to  firay, 

Thy  Promife  leads  my  Heart  to  Reft. 

From  the  Difcoveries  of  thy  Law 
The  perfeft  Rules  of  Life  I  draw  ; 

Thefe  are  my  Study  and  Delight  \ 
Not  Honey  fo  iavites  the  Tafte, 


44  Psalm    XX 

Nor  Gold  that  hath  the  Furnace  paft 
Appears  fo  pleading  to  the  Sight, 

7  Thy  Threat-nings  wake  my  flumbring  Eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  Danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleiled  Gofpel,^Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  Confcience  clean, 
Converts  my  Soul,  fubdues  my  Sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  Reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  Errors  of  his  Thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  Sins  reftrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  Attempts  o^  Praife 
That  I  have  read  thy  Book  of  Grace 

And  Book  of  Nature  not  in  vain. 

Psalm    XX. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Vi&ory. 
For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

1  ^TOW  may  the  God  of  Power  and  Grace 
jLN   Attend  his  Peoples  humble  Cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifrael  prays, 
And  brings  Deliverance  from  on  high. 

2.  The  Name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  Shields  or  brazen  Walls  ; 
He  from  his  Sanctuary  fends 
Succour  and  Strength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  Sighs, 
His  Love  exceeds  our  beft  Deferts  ; 
His  Love  accepts  the  Sacrifice 

Of  humble  Groans  and  broken  Hearts. 

4  In  his  Salvation  is  our  Hope, 
Aud  in  the  Name  of  i/raeh  Goi 


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Psalm    XXL  45 

I   Our  Troops  ihaU  lift  their  Banners  up, 
I    Our  Navies  fpread  their  Flags  abroad. 

I  Some  trufl  in  Horfes  train'd  for  War, 
And  fome  of  Chariots  make  their  Boafts ; 

[    Our  fureit  Expectations  are 

[    From  Thee  the  Lord  of  heavenly  Hods. 

p  [O  may  the  Memory  of  thy  Name 
Jnfpire  our  Armies  for  the  Fight  ! 
Our  Foes  {hall  fall  and  die  with  Shame, 
Or  quit  the  Field  with  fhameful  Flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  fkvifh  Fear, 
Now  let  our  Hope  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
Till  the  Salvation  (hall  appear, 
And  Joy  and  Triumph  raife  the  Song. 

Psalm   XXL     Common  Metre. 

Guy  King ri s  the  Care  of  Heaven. 

1  npHE  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praitc 

X       Shall  in  thy  Strength  rejoice  ; 
And  bleft  with  thy  Salvation  raife 
To  Heaven  his  chearful  Voice. 

2  Thy  fure  Defence  thro'  Nations  round 

Has  fpread  his  glorious  Name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  Actions  crown'd 
With  Majefty  and  Fame. 

3  Then  let  the  King  on  God  alone 

For  timely  Aid  rely  ; 
His  Mercy  fhall  fupport  the  Throne, 
And  all  our  Wants  fupply. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  his  ftubborn  Foes 

Shall  feelthy  dreadful  Hand; 
Thy  vengeful  Arm  fhall  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  his  mild  Command. 

C  3  5  When 


45  Psalm    XXI. 

5  When  thou  againft  them  doft  engage 
Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  Doom 
Shall,  like  a  fiery  Oven's  Rage,. 
Their  Hopes  and  them  confume. 

i  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  Power  declare. 
And  thus  exalt  thy  Fame  ; 
Whilft  we  glad  Songs  of  Praife  prepare 
For  thine  Almigjity  Name. 

Psalm    XXI.   1—9.     Long  Metre. 

Chrift  Exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 

3  T~*\AVID  rejoicd  in  God  his  Strength, 
\^)  Rais'd  to  the  Throne  by  the  fpecial  Gracer 
But  Chrifl  the  Son  appears  at  length, 

Fulfils  the  Triumph  and  the  Praife. 

i  How  great  is  the  MeJfiaFs  Joy 
In  the  Salvation  of  thy  Hand  ! 
Lord,  Thou  haft  rais'd  his  Kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  World  to  his  Command. 

3.  Thy  Goodneft  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  Requeft  with-hold  ; 
BlefTings  of  Love  prevent  him  ft  ill, 
And  Crowns  of  Glory,  not  of  Gold. 

4  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  Temples  fhine ; 
Bleft  with  the  Favour  of  thy  Face, 
And  Length  of  everlafting  Days. 

^  Thine  Hand  (hall  find  out  all  his  Foes  ;. 
And  as  a  fiery  Oven  glows 
With  raging  Heat  and  living  Coals, 
So  (hall  thy  Wrath  devour  their  Souls. 


RaLa: 


Psalm    XXII.  47 

Psalm    XXII.    i— 16.    VirJiPart. 

Common  Metre. 

The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Chrift. 

WHY  has  my  God  my  Soul  forfbok, 
Nor  will  a  Smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  Anguifh  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

ThoJ  'tis  thy  chief  Delight  to  dwell 

•Among  thy  pnifing  Saints, 
Yet  thou  can'ft  hear  a  Groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  Complaints. 

Our  Fathers  trufted  in  thy  Name, 

And  great  Deliverance  found  ; 
But  I'm  a  Worm  defpis'd  of  Men, 

And  trodden  to  the  Ground, 

'  ha  king  the  Head  they  pals  me  by, 
And  laugh  my  Soul  to  fcorn  ; 
In  vain  he  trufis  in  God,  they  cry, 
"  Negle&ed  and  forlorn. 

;  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  Flefti, 
By  thine  Almighty  Word, 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  Breaft 

My  Hope  is  in  the  Lord.  + 

5  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  Face 
When  Foes  ftand  threatning  round 
In  the  dark  Hour  of  deep  Diftrefs, 
And  not  an  Helper  found  \ 

Pause. 
7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 
The  Cruel  and  the  Proud, 
As  Bulls  of  Eafban  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  Lions  roaring  loud, 

C  4  8  From 


48  Psalm    XXII. 

8  From  Earth  and  Hell  my  Sorrows  meet 
To  multiply  the  Smart ; 
They  nail  my  Hands,  they  pierce  my  Feet? 
And  try  to  vex  my  Heart. 

$>  Yet  if  thy  Sovereign  Hand  let  loofe 
The  Rage  of  Earth  and  Hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  poflible  it  be 

With-hold  this. bitter  Cup  : 

But  I  refign  my  Will  to  thee,* 

And  drink  the  Sorrows  up. 

1 1  My  Heart  diflblves  with  Pangs  unknown^ 

In  Groans  I  wafte  my  Breath  : 
Thy  heavy  Hand  has  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  Duft  of  Death. 

z.i  Father,  I  give  my  Spirit  up, 
And  truit  it  in  thy  Hand  ; 
My  dying  Flefh  {hall  reft  in  Hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  Command, 

Psal  m   XXII.  20, 2, i ,  2 7—  3 1 .    Second  fart: 

Common  Metre, 
Chrift'i  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 

I   «   tw  "10W  from  the  roaring  Lions  Rage, 
[\\      iQ  O  Lord,  proteB  thy  Son, 
"  Kor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
'4  The  Powers  of  Hell  alone. 

z  Thus  did  our  fuffering  Saviour  pray 
With  mighty  Cries  and  Tears  ; 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  Fears. 

3.Gretf 


Psalm    XXII.  49 

3  Great  was  the  VicYry  of  his  Death, 

His  Throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  Kindreds  of  the  Earth 
Shall  worfhip  or  (hall  die. 

4  A  numerous  Offspring  muft  arife 

from  his  expiring  Groans  ; 
They  (hall  be  reckon'd  in  his  Eyes 
For  Daughters  and  for  Sons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  Souls  fhall  fee 

His  Table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  fhall  be 
With  Joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  Ifies  fhall  know  the  Righteoufnefs 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  Nations  yet  unborn  profefi 
Salvation  in  his  Blood. 

P  s  a  l  m    XXII.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'i  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 

1  'V  TOW  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
JL^   The  dying  Sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  Tears  and  Blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  yews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  ihake  their  Heads  and  laugh  in  Scorn  ; 
"  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  Grave  ; 
<c  Now  let  him  try  himfclf  to  fave. 

3  "  This  is  the  Mart  did  once  pretend 

"  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  : 
"  If  God  the  Bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 
lc  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ; 

4  Barbarous  People  i  Cruet  Priefts  ! 

How  they  ftood  round  like  favage  B§aft£ ; 
C  5 


5o  Psalm    XXIII. 

Like  Lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  Power* 

*  They  wound  his  Head,  his  Hands,  his  Feet, 
Till  Streams  of  Blood  each  other  meet ; 

By  Lot  his  Garments  they  divide, 
And  mock  the  Pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

#  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  Cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  reigns  on  high; 
The  Nations  learn  his  Righteoufnefs, 
4nd  humble  Sinners  tafte  his  Grace. 

Psalm  XXIII.    Long  Metre. 
Cod  our  Shepherd. 

i  \ /t  Y  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 
XV-L  Now  fhall  my  Wants  be  well  fupply'd; 
His  Providence  and  holy  Word 
Become  my  Safety  and  my  Guide. 

i -In  Paftures  where  Salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft  l 
There  living  Water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  Food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wand'ring  Feet  his  Ways  miftake^ 
But  he  reftores  my  Soul  to  Peace, 
And-  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  fake 

In  the  fair  Paths  of  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Tho5 1  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  Vale 
Where  Death  and  all  its  Terrors  are, 
My  Heart  and  Hope  fhall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  ft  the  Darknefs  and  the  Deeps 
Thou  art  my  Comfort,  Thou  my  Stay  : 

Thy  Staff  fupporcs  my  feeble  Steps, 
Thy  Rod  directs  my  doubtful  Way, 


Psalm    XXIII.  51 

The  Sons  of  Earth  and  Sons  of  Hell 
Gaze  at  thy  Goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  Table  fpread  fo  well 
With  living  Bread  and  chearful  Wine. 

[How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  Head 
Thy  Spirit  ccndefcends  to  reft ! 
'Tis  a  Divine  Anointing  fhed 
Like  Oil  of  Gladnefs  at  a  Feaft. 

3  Surely  the  Mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  Houlhold  all  their  Days ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  Word, 
To  feek  his  Face,  and  fing  hisPraife.] 

Psalm   XXIII.     Common  Metre, 

1  \    4Y  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Jseed3 
Xv  JL     Jehovah  is  his  Name  ; 
In  Paftures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed 
Befide  the  living  Stream. 

1  He  brings  my  wand'ring  Spirit  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  Shades  of  De^th 
Thy  Prefence  is  my  Stay  ; 
A  Word  of  thy  fupporting  Breath 
Drives  all  my  Fears  away. 

I  Thy  Hand  in  fight  of  all  my  Foes 
Doth  ftillmy^Table  fpread  ; 
My  Cup  with  Bleffings  oVerfiow^ 
Thkie  Oil  anoints  my  Head, 

J  The  fure  Provifions  of  my  God 
Attend  me  all  my  Days  y 


52  Psalm    XXIII; 

O  may  thy  Houfe  be  mine  Abode, 
And  all  my  Workie  Praife  ! 

6  There  would  I  find'  a  fettled  Reft, 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  Stranger  or  a  Gueft, 
But  like  a  Child  at  Home. 

Psalm   XXIII.    Short  Metre* 

1  *HpHE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

I       I  (hall  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  I 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  Place 

Where  heavenly  Pafture  grows,  . 
Where  living  Waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  Salvation  flows* 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray 

He  doth  my  Soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  Way 
For  his  mod  holy  Name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  Aid 
I  cannot  yield  to  Fear ; 

.Tho'  I  flxoirld  walk  thro5  Death's  dark  Shad** 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  fpight  of  all  my  Foes. 
Thou  doft  my  Table  fpread, 

My  Cup  with  Bfeflings  overflow^ 
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  freak  thy-Praifc: 


fSAUi 


r  S  A  L  M      AA1Y.  J$ 

Psalm  XXIV.     Common  Metis. 
Dwelling  with  Cod. 

%  i  ^T^HE  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
With  Adam's  numerous  Race ; 
He  rais'd  its  Arches  o'er  the  Fioods, 
And  built  it  on  the  Seas. 

2  But  who  among  the  Sons  of  Men' 
May  vffit  thine  Abode  ? 
He  that  has  Hands  from  Mifchief  ckan3 
Whofe  Heart  is  right  with  God. 

J  This  is  the  Man  may  rife  and  take  - 
The  Bleflings  of  his  Grace  ; 
This  is  the  Lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  Face. 

4  Now  let  pur  Souls,  immortal  Powers*, 
To  meet 'the  Lord  prepare, 
Lift  up  their  everlafiing  Doors, 
The  King  of  Glory's  4iear. 

$  The  King  of  Glory  !    Who  can  tell 
The  Wonders  of  his  Might  \ 
He  rules  the  Nations ;  but  to  dwell 
With  Saints  is  his  Delight. 

Psalm  XXIV.    Long  Metre. 
Saints  duel!  in  Heaven ;  or,  Chrift's  Afcenfion, 
3  /nr^HIS  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

X     And  Men  and  Worms,  and  Beads  and  Bircfe  ] 
He  rais'd  the  Building  on  the  Seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  Dwelling-place, 

%  But  there's  a  brighter  World  on  high5 
Thy  Palace,  Lord,  above  the  Sky  : 
Who  (hall  afcend  that  bleft  Abode, 
And  dweir  fo  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He 


54  1JSALM    XXV. 

5  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  Heart  is  pure,  whofe  Hands  are  clean, 
Him  fhall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  Soul  with  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefe  are  th«  Men,  the  pious  Race 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacoh\  Face  I 

n       Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blifsful  Sight, 
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  wayv: 
Laden  with  Spoils  from  Earth  and  Hell 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  Heaven's  eternal  Boor, 
To  give  his  Saints  a  bleft  Abode 
Near  their  Redeemer  .and  their  God. 

Fsa  l  m  XXV.     i—ir.     plrjl  Part. 

Waiting  fir  Pardon  and  Direfticm 

I  Lift  my  Soul  to  God, 
My  Truft  is  in  his  Name  ; 
Let  not  my  Foes  that  feek  my  Blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  Shame. 

5  Sin,  and  the  Powers  of  Hell 

Perfwaue  me  to  Delpair  ; 
I  ord,  make  me  know  thy  Covenant  well, 

That  I  may  Tcapc  the  Snare, 

?*-  v  Fr< 


From  the  hrft  dawning  Light 
Till  the  dark  Evening  rife 
jr  thy  Salvation,  Lord,  I  wail 
With  ever-longing  Eyes. 

Hemember  ail  thy  Grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  Truth  ; 
orgive  the  Sins  of  riper  Days, 

And  Follies  of  my  Youth. 

The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 
The  Meek  fhall  learn  his  Ways, 
lnd  every  humble  Sinner  find 
The  Methods  of  his  Grace. 

>  For  his  own  Goodnefc  fake 

He  faves  my  Soul  from  Shame  ; 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  Guilt  be  great) 

Thro'  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

Psalm  XXV.  12,  14,  10,  13.     Second  ParU 
Divine  Inftruftion. 
x  W/Here  fhall  the  Man  be  found 

1  V  V      That  fears  t' offend  his  God3 
That  loves  the  Gofpel's  "joyful  Sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  Rod  \ 

z  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  know 

The  Secrets  of  his  Heart, 
The  Wonders  of  his  Covenant  fhow^ 

And  all  his  Love  impart. 

3  The  Dealings  of  his  Hand 

Are  Truth  and  Mercy  full, 
With  fuch  as  to  his  Covenant  fiand^ 

And  love  to  do  his  Will. 
$.  Their  Souls  fliall  dwell  at  eafe 

Before  their  Maker's  Facr, 


Thei* 


Their  seed  man  taite  the  Tromiles 
In  their  extenfive  Grace* 

Psalm  XXV.  15— ia.     Third  Part. 

Dijirefs  of  Soul ;  or,  Backjliding  and  Defertion< 

1  \  /1*ne  Eyes  and  my  Defire 
JLVX    Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 

1  love  to  plead  his  Promifes,  ~ 

And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  Soul, 
Bring  thy  Salvation  near  ; 

When  will  thy  Hand  releafe  my  Feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  Snare  ? 

3  When  {hall  the  Sovereign  Grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 

Reftore  me  from  thofe  dangerous  Ways 
My  wandering  Feet  have  trod  ! 

4  The  Tumult  of  my  Thoughts  * 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  Woe  : 

My  Spirit  languifhes,  my  Heart 
Is  defolate  -and  low. 

«j  With  every  -Morning  Light 

My  Sorrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  Anguifh  and  my  Paiiv 

And  pardon  all  my  Sins. 

Pause; 

^  Behold  the  Hofts  of  Hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  Hate  ? 
Againft  my  Life  they  rife,  and  join  ' 

Their  Fury  with  Deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  Soul  from  Death, 
Nor  put  my  Hop^  to  Shame;, 


Psalm    XXVI.  jf 

?or  I  have  plac'd  my  only  Truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

I  With  humble  Faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  Face  again  ; 
Df  ifr'el  it  fliall  ne'er  be  faid,- 

He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

Esalm  XXVI. 

Self-Examination  ;  or.  Evidences  of  Crate^ 

i    fUdge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways, 
J   And  try  my  Reins,  and  try  my  Heart; 
My  Faith  upon  thy  Promife  ftaysj 
Nor  from  thy  Law  my  Feet  depart, 

I  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  Men  of  Vanity  and  Lies  y 
The  Scoffer  and  the  Hypocrite 
Are  the  Abhorrence  of  mine  Eyes. 

3  Amongfi  thy  Saints  will  I  appear 
With  Hands  well  wafh'd  in  Innocence  I 
But  when  L  fiand  before  thy  Bar 

The  Blood  of  Chrifi  is  my  Defence. 

4  I  love  thy  Habitation,  Lord, 

The  Temple  where  thine  Honours  dwell ; 
There  {hall  I  hear  thy  holy  Word, 
And  there  thy  Works  of  Wonders  telL 

^   Let  not  my  Soul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  Men  of  Treachery  and  Biood, 
Since  1  my  Days  on  Earth  have  pait 
Among  the  Saints,  and  near  my  God- 
Psalm  XXVII.     I— -6.     Firjt  Part. 
The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety* 
I  '"Tp'HE  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 
JL      And  my  Salvation  too; 

God 


58  Psalm    XXVII.     • 

God  is  my  Strength  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  Foes  can  do. 

z  One  Privilege  my  Heart  defires ; 
O  grant  me  an  Abode 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  -Saints, 
The  Temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  (hall  I  offer  my  Requefts, 
And  fee  thy  Beauty  {till  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  MeiTages  of  Love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  Will. 

•4  When  Troubles  rife  and  Storms  appear. 
There  may  his  Children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  Pavilion  where 
He  makes  my  Soul  abide. 

$  Now  fhall  my  Head  be  lifted  higk 
Above  my  Foes  around. 
And  Songs  of  Joy  and  Victory 
Within  thy  Temple  found. 

Psalm  XXVII.    Ver.  8,  9, 1  %  14.    Second  Part 

Prayer  and  Hope. 

I   OOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 

^     cc  Te  Children,  feek  my  Cracey 

My  Heart  reply'd  without  Delay, 

w  ill  feek  my  Father  s  Face. 

a,  Let  not  thy  Face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  Soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  Life,  I  fly  to  Thee 
In  a  diftreffing  Day. 

3  Should  Friends  and  Kindred  near  and  dear 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die. 
My  God  would  make  my  Life  his  Care, 
And  all  my  Need  fupply. 

4  1 


Psalm     XXIX.  :# 

My  fainting  Flefh  had  dy'd  with  Grief 

Had -not  my  Soul  belie  v'd, 
To  fee  thy  Grace  provide  Relief^ 

Nor  was  my  Hope  deceiv'd. 

J  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  Saints^ 
And  keep  your  Courage  up; 
He^ll  raife  your  Spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  Hope. 

Psalm    XXIX, 

Storm  and  flounder. 
I   /*"">  Ive  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame, 
V  3  Give  to  the  Lord  Renown  and  PoWCf| 
Afcribe  due  Honours  to  his  Name, 
And  his  eternal  Might  adore. 

z  The  Lord  proclaims  his  Power  aloud 
Over  the  Ocean  and  the  Land  ; 
His  Voice  divides  the  watry  Cloud, 
And  Lightnings  blaze  at  his  Command, 

}  He  fpeaks,  and  Tempeft,  Hail  and  Wind 
Lay  the  wide  Foreft  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  Hart,  and  frighted  Hind 
Leap  at  the  Terror  of  the  Sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  Voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  Cedars  break  ; 
The  Mountains  tremble  at  the  Noifev 
The  Valleys  roar,  the  Defarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  Sovereign  on  the  Flood, 
The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  King  ; 
But  makes  his  Church  his  bleft  Abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  Glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  Language  there  the  Lord 
The  Counfels  of  his  Grace  imparts : 

Amidft 


60  Psalm    XXX. 

Amidft  the  raging  Storm  his  Word 
Speaks  Peace  and  Courage  to  our  Hearts, 

Ps#X«   XXX.     PirfiPart. 

Sicknefs  htaVdy  and  Sorrow  removd] 
I  T  Will  extol  Thee,  Lord,  on  high, 

J.  At  thy  Command  Difeafes  fly  ; 

Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak,  and  fave 

From  the  dark  Borders  of  the  Grave  I 
p  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his, 

And  tell  how  large  his  Good nefs  is ; 

Let  all  your  Powers  rejoice  and  Weft, 

While  you  record  his  Hollneis, 

3  His  Anger  but  a  Moment  flays ; 

His  Love  is  Life  and  Length  of  Days  ; 
Tho'  Grief  and  Tears  the  Night  employ, 
The  Morning-Star  reflores  the  Joy. 

Psalm   XXX.    Ver.  6.     Second  Part. 
Health,  itcknefsy  and  Keiovery. 
l   T?Ifni  was  my  Health,  my  Day  was  bright, 
J^   And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  Night: 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  Heart, 
<c  PJeafure  and  Peace  pall  ne'er  depart, 

%  But  I  forgot  thine  Arm  was  ftrong, 
Which  made  my  Mountain  ftand  fo  long  ; 
Soon  as  thy  Face  began  to  hide. 
My  Health  was  gone,  my  Comforts  dy'd. 

rj'  I  cry'd  aloud  to  Thee,  my  God  ; 

cc  What  can 'ft  thou  profit  by  my  Blood  ? 

fc  Deep  in  the  Duft  can  I  declare 

H  Thy  Truth,  or  fing  thy  Goodnefs  there  ? 

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

S!  And  bring  me  from  among  the  Dead  ; 


Thj 


Psalm    XXXL  rg% 

Thy  Word  rebuk'd  the  Pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  Love  rcmov'd  my  Guilt. 

My  Groans,  and  Tears,  and  Forms  pf  Woe 
I  Are  turn'd  to  Joy  and  Praifes  now ; 
l  I  throw  my  Sackcloth  on  the  Ground, , 

And  Eafe  and  Gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

My  Tongue,  the  Glory  pf  my  Frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  Name  ; 
Thy  Praife  fhall  found  thro'  Earth  and  Heay'o 
For  Sicknefs  heal'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n. 

Psalm  XXXL  5, 13— 19,  zzy  £3.    Ifr£P4*£ 

Deliverance  from  Death* 

INto  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth, 
My  Spirit  I  commit ; 
Thou  haft  redeera'd  my  Soul  frpm  Death^ 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  Pit. 

The  Paflions  of  my  Hope  and  Fear, 

Mgintain'd  a  doubtful  Strife, 
While  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Sin  confpir'd 

To  take  away  my  Life. 

cc  MyWimes  are  in  thine  Hand*  I  cryMj 

c<  The*  I  draw  near  the  Dufi ; 
Thou  art  the  Refuge  where  J  hade, 

The  God  in  whom  I  truft. 

O  make  thy  reconciled  Face 

Upon  thy  Servant  ftiine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  Mercy  fake^ 

For  Vm  intirely  thine. 

Pause; 

['Twas  in  my  Hafie,  my  Spkij  (j&di 
55  I  mvft  deft  air,  tod  dh, 


6%  Psalm    XXXI. 

5C  larh  cut  off  before  thine  Eyes  ; 
But  thou  haft  heard  my  Cry.] 

&  Thy  Goodnefs  how  divinely  free  ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  Grace, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  Majefty, 
And  truft  thy  Promifes  I 

jr  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  Saints, 
And  fing  his  Praifes  loud  ; 
Hesll  bend  his  Ear  to  your  Complaints, 
And  recompenfe  the  Proud. 

*  Psalm  XXXL  7— 13>  18—21.    Second  Part. 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach 

[1  T^   A  Y  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name, 
iVjL     My  God,  my  Help,   my  Truft  ; 
^Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  Face  from  Shame, 
Mine  Honour  from  the  Duft. 

a  <c  My  Life  is  fpent  with  Grief,  I  cry'd, 
cc  My  Years  confum'd  in  Groans, 
fc  My  Strength  decays,  mine  Eyes  are  dry'd* 
fC  And  Sorrow  waftes  my  Bones. 

5  Among  mine  Enemies  my  Name 
Was  a  mere  Proverb  grown, 
.While  to  my  Neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  Fear  on  every  fide 
Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round  ; 
I  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  apply 'd, 
v  And  fpeedy  Refcue  found. 

Pause. 

\  How  great  Deliverance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  ! 

'-  ~~  ------  Ttc 


l^SAL  M      AAA11.  63 

Tne  lying  Lips  to  Silence  brought, 
And  made  their  Boaftings  vain  ; 

Thy  Children  from  the  Srrife  of  Tongues 

Shall  thy  Pavilion  hide, 
[Guard  them  from  Infamy  and  Wrongs, 

And  crufh  the  Sons  of  Pride, 

Within  thy  fecret  Prefence,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 
No  fenced  City  walTd  and  barr'd 

Secures  a  Saint  fo  welL 

Psalm  XXXII.    Short  Metre, 
Forgivenefs  of  Sins  upon  Confejpon, 

OBlefled  Souls  are  they 
Whofe  Sins  are  cover'd  o'er  b 
ivinely  bleft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Impute*  their  Guilt  no  more. 

They  mourn  their  Follies  paft, 
And  keep  their  Hearts  with  Care ; 
heir  Lips  and  Lives  without  Deceit 
Shall  prove  their  Faith  fincere. 

While  I  conceal'd  my  Guilt, 
I  felt  the  fefi'ring  Wound, 
ill  I  confeG'd  my  Sins  to  Thee^ 
And  ready  Pardon  found. 

Let  Sinners  learn  to  pray, 
Let  Saints  keep  near  the  Throne ; 
fur  Help  in  Times  of  deep  Diftrefs 
Is  found  in  God  alone* 


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#4  Psalm   XXXII. 

Psalm  XXXII.    Common  Metre. 
&U$Atdon%  and  fincere  Obedience;  or,  Onfeffton  mt 

Forgtvenefs. 
*  T-JAPPY  the  Man  to  whom  his  God 
11     No  more  imputes  his  Sin, 
But  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  Blood 
Hath  made  his  Garments  clean  ! 
Z  Happy,  beyond  Expreffion  he, 

Whofe  Debts  are  thus  difchargM  ; 
And  from  the  guilty  Bondage  free 
He  {qqI$  his  Soul  inlarg'd. 
[3  His  Spirit  hates  Deceit  and  Lies, 
His  Words  are  all  fincere  : 
He  guards  his  Heart,  he  guards  his  Eyes, 
To  keep  his  Confcience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  Guilt  fuppreft 
No  Quiet  could  I  find; 
Thy  Wrath  laj  burning  in  my  Breaft, 
And  racked  my  tortur'd  Mind. 

g  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  Thoughts, 
My  fecret  Sins  reveal'd ; 
Thy  pardoning  Grace  forgave  my  Faulty 
Thy  Grace  my  Pardon  feal'd. 

§  This  (hall  invite  thy  Saints  to  pray ; 
When  like  a  raging  Flood 
temptations  rife,  our  Strength  and  Stay 
U  a  forgiving  God* 


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Psalm    XXX11.  6% 

Psalm  XXXII.    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  Free  Pardon ;  or,   Jufiification  and 

Sanfti feat  ion. 

BLeft  Is  the  Man,  for  ever  bleft, 
Whofe  Guilr  is  pardon M  by  his  God, 
Whofe  Sins  with  Sorrow  are  confefs'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  Blood. 

Bleft  is  the  Man.  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  Iniquities, 
He  pleads  no  Merit  of  Reward, 
And  not  on  Works,  but  Grace  relies. 

From  Guile  his  Heart  and  Lips  are  free. 
His  humble  Joy,  his  holy  Fear, 
With  deep  Repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  Faith  fincerc. 

\  How  glorious  is  that  Righteoufnefi 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  Sins  ! 
While  a  bright  Evidence  of  Grace 
Thro*  his  whole  Life  appears  and  ftiines. 

Psalm   XXXII.   Second  Part.    Long  MetrCo 

A  guilty  Confcience  eas'd  by  Qwfejfon  and  Pardon. 

\  \j\/Hile  I  keep  Silence,  and  conceal 
V  V    My  heavy*Guilt  within  my  Heart, 
What  Torments  dftth  my  Confcience  feel ! 
What  Agonies  of  inward  Smart ! 

\  I  fpread  my  Sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  Faults  confefi ; 
Thy  Gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  Word, 
Thine  holy  Spirit  feals  the  Grace. 

j  For  this  {hall  every  humble  Soul 
Make  fwifc  Addreffes  to  thy  Sett ; 


60  fSALM     AA  XIII, 

When  Floods  of  iiuge  Temptations  roll, 
There  fhall  they  find  a  bleft  Retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  Wings  I  lie, 
When  Days  grow  dark,  and  Storms  appear  t 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  Eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

Psalm  XXXIII.   Tirjipart.   Common  Metre, 
Wrks  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

I   D   £j°ictj  ye  Righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
JLv.     This  Work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Ways,  his  Word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true ! 

a.  His  Mercy  and  his  Righteoufnefs 
Let  Heaven  and  Earth  proclaim  ; 
His  Works  of  Nature  and  of  Grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  Name. 

5  His  Wifdom  and  Almighty  Word 

The  Heavenly  Arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their,  fhining  Hofts  were  mad*, 

'4  He  bid  the  liquid  Waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  Deep ; 
The  flowing  Seas  their  Limits  know, 
And  their  own  Station  keep. 

5  Ye  Tenants  of  the  fpacious  Earth, 

With  Fear  before  him  fland  ; 
He  fpake ;  and  Nature  took  its  Birth* 
And  refts  on  his  Command. 

6  He  (corns  the  angry  Nations  Rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  Defigns ; 
His  Counfel  ftandsthroKey'ry  Age, 
And  in  full  Glory  fluncs, 

Psaim 


Psalm     XXXIII.  6j 

Psalm  XXXIII.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  Ati-fufficient* 

BLeft  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord 
Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  Throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  Word, 
And  calls  their  Tribes  his  own. 

i  His  Eye  with  infinite  Survey 
Does  the  whole  World  behold ; 
He  fbrm'd  us  all  of  equal  Clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  Mould, 

I  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  Force 
Of  Armies  from  the  Grave  ; 
Nor  Speed  nor  Courage  of  an  Horfc 
Can  the  bold  Rider  fave. 

I  Vain  is  the  Strength  of  Beafts  or  Mea 
To  hope  for  Safety  thence  ; 
But  holy  Souls  from  God  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  Defence. 

j  God  is  their  Fear,  and  God  their  Trufi  i 
When  Plagues  or  Famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  Eye  fecures  the  Juft 
Among  ten  thoufand  Dead. 

i  Lord,  let  our  Hearts  in  thee  rejoice^ 
And  blefs  us  from  thy  Throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  Word  our  Choice, 
And  truft  thy  Grace  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIII.   As  the  1 1  $#i  Pfil.   FirJlPart* 
Works  of  Creation  and  ProvidiiKi* 

YE  holy  Souls,  in  God  rejoice, 
Your  Maker's  Praife  becomes  your  Voice ; 
Great  is  your  Theme,  your  Songs  be  new; 
Sing  of  his  Name,  hi*  Word,  his  Ways, 

D  x,  H* 


68  Psalm    XXXIIL 

His  Works  of  Nature  and  of  Grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

%  Juflice  and  Truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  Earth  his  Good  nefs  proves, 

His  Word  the  heavenly  Arches  fpread  ; 
How  wide  they  fhine  from  North  to  South ! 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  his  Mouth 

Were  all  the.ftarry  Armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  Seas, 
Thofe  watry  Treafures  know  their  Place 

In  the  vaft  Store-houfe  of  the  Deep. 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  Nature  Birth ; 
And  Fires,  and  Seas,  and  Heaven,  and  Earthj 

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  Hands; 
But  bis  eternal  Counfel  ftands, 

And  xules  the  World  from  Age  to  Age. 

Psalm  XXXIIL  As  the  ii}th  Pfal.  Second  Part. 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  All-fufficient. 

3   /^"*\  Happy  Nation,  where  the  Lord 
V^/  Reveals  the  Treafure  of  his  Word, 

And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  Throne  I  j 
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  HoftA 
And  of  his  Strength  the  Champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  toaft,  in.  vain  rely ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  Force, 
Or  Speed,  or  Courage  of  an  Horfej 

To  guard  his  Rider  or  to  fly.  | 


The 


Psalm    XXXIV.  69 

The  Eye  of  thy  Companion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  Defence  afford 

When  Deaths  or  Dangers  threatning  ftand  : 
Thy  watchful  Eye  prefer  ves  the  J  alt, 
Who  make  thy  Name  their  Fear  and  Tiuit, 

When  Wars  or  Famine  waiie  the  Land, 

4  In  Sicknefi  or  the  bloody  Fielc*, 
Thou  our  Phyfician,  Thou  our  Shield^ 

Send  us  Salvation  from  thy  Throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  Goodnefs  fhiae  , 
Let  us  rejoice  in  Help  Divine, 
For  ail- our  Hope  is  God  alone. 

P  s  a  l  m  XXXI V.  Birjt  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Cod's  Care  of  the  Saints ;  or.  Deliverance  ly  Prayer, 

I   T     ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  Days, 

I    J   Thy  Praife  (hall  dwell  upon  my  To'ngut  ; 
My  Soul  (hall  glory  in  thy  Grace, 
While  Saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  Socg. 

i  Come,  magnify;  the  Lord  with  me. 

Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  Name  ; 

I  fought  iti  eternal  God,  and  He 

Has  not  expos'd  my  Hope  to  Shame, 
g  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  Grief, 

My  fecret  Groaning  roach'd  his  Ears ; 

He  gave  my  inward  Pains  Relief, 

And  calm'd  the  Tumult  of  my  Fears. 

4  To  him  the  Poor  life  up  their  Eyes, 
Their  Faces  feel  the  heavenly  Shine  ; 
A  Beam  of  Mercy  from  the  Skies 
Fills  them  with  Light  and  Joy  Divine. 

$  His  holy  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Around  the  Men  that  ferve  the  Lord, 

D  j  O 


70  Psalm    XXXIV, 

O  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  Saints, 
Tafte  of  his  -Grace,  and  truft  his  Word. 

{  The  wild  young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Paia 
And  Hunger  roar  thro*  all  the  Wood> 
But  none  fhall  feek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  Supplies  of  real  Good. 

Psalm  XXXIV.  n is.   Second  Part. 

Long  Metre. 

ReUgicus  Education  ',  or,  Inftntftions  of  Piety. 

1   /^Hildren  in  Years,  and  Knowledge  youngs 
V^  Your  Parents  Hope,  your  Parents  Joy^ 
Attend  the  Counfels  of  my  Tongue, 
Let  pious  Thoughts  your  Minds  employ. 

X  If  you  defire  a  Length  of  Days, 

And  Peace  to  crown  your  Mortal  State, 
F^eft  rain  your  Feet  from  impious  Ways, 
Your  Lips  from  Slander  and  Deceit. 

5  The  Eyes  of  God  regard  his  Saints^ 
His  Ears  are  open  to  their  Cries ; 
He  fets  his  frowning  Face  againft 
The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies. 

4  To  humble  Souls  and  broken  Hearts 
God  with  his  Grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  Hope  his  Love  imparts 
When  Men  in  deep  Contrition  lye. 

5  He  tells  their  Tears,  he  counts  their  Groans,, 
His  Son  redeems  their  Souls  from  Death  ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  Bones, 

They  iu  his  Praife  employ  their  Breath, 


P$ALtt 


Psalm    XXXI V.  71 

Psalm    XXXI V.  I 10.    Birfi  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  Prat  ft  for  eminent  Deliverance. 

I'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day ; 
How  good  are  all  his  Ways  I 
Ye  humble  Souls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  Lips  to  praife. 

Sing  to  the  Honour  of  his  Name, 

How  a  poor  Sufferer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  Hope  exposed  to  Shame, 

Nor  was  his  Suit  deny'd. 

$  When  threading  Sorrows  round  me  flood, 
And  endlefs  Fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  Billows  of  a  Flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  Woes  ; 

|.  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  Diftrefs, 
With  heavy  Groans  and  Tears, 
He  gave  my  fharpeft  Torments  Eafe, 
And  filenc'd  ail  my  Fears-. 

Pause. 

;  [O  Sinners,  come  and  tafte  his  Love$ 
Come,  learn  his  pleafant  Ways, 
And  let  your  own  Experience  prove 
The  Sweetnefs  of  his  Grace. 

i  He  bids  his  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Round  where  his  Children  dwell  ; 
What  Ills  their  heavenly  Care  prevents 
No  earthly  Tongue  can  tell.] 

I  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his  ; 
His  Eye  regards  the  Juft  ; 
How  richly  bleft  their  Portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  Truft  t 

D  4  8  Young 


7a  Psalm    XXXIV. 

$  Young  Lions  pinch'd  wich  Hunger  roar. 
And  famiih  in  the  Wood  ; 
But  God  fupplies  hts  holy  Poor 
Wich  evtry  needful  Good.] 

Psalm  XXXIV.    iit it;    Second  Part, 

Common  Metre. 

Exhortations  to  Peace  and  Hotinefs, 
3    /^Ome,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lordr 
K^j     And  that  your  Days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  Word 
Be  found  upon  your  Tongue. 

z  Depart  from  Mifchief,  pra&ife  Love, 
Puriue  the  Works  of  Peace  ; 
So  fliall  the  Lord  your  Ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  Souls  at  Eafe. 

3  His  Eyes  awake  to  guard  the  Juft, 

His  Ears  attend  their  Cry  ; 
When  bioken  Spirits  dwell  in  Duft, 
The  God  of  Grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho*  the  Sorrows  here  they  taffte 

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

f  Evil  fliall  fmite  the  Wicked  dead  ; 
But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  Mifchief  when  they  fiide^ 
Or  heals  the  broken  Bone. 

6  When  Defolation  like  a  Flood 
O'er  the  proud  Sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  Refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeemed  their  Souk, 


Psax, 


Psalm    XXXV-  7 j 

Psalm  XXXV.  I 9,    Firjl  Part. 

Prayer  and  Faith  cfperfecuted  Saints  ;  or,  Impreca- 
tions mixyd  with  Charity. 

1   X  "TOW  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God, 
l\     With  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 
And  fight  againft  the  Men  of  Blood, 
Who  fight  againft  my  Life. 

a  Draw  out  thy  Spear  and  flop  their  Way, 
Lift  thy  avenging  Rod  ; 
But  to  my  Soul  in  Mercy  fay, 
"  I  am  thy  Saviour-God. 

3  They  plant  their  Snares  to  catch  my  Feet, 

And  Nets  of  Mifchief  fpread  ; 
Plunge  the  Deftroyers  in  the  Pit 
That  their  own  Hands  have  made; 

4  Let  Fogs  and  Darknefs  hide  their  Way^ 

And  flippery  be  their  Ground  ; 
Thy  Wrath  fhall  make  their  Lives  a  Prey., 
And  all  their  Rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  Chaff  before  the  Wind,  - 

Before  thine  an-gry  Breath  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Purfues  them  down  to  Death. 

6  They  love  the  Road  that  leads  to  Hell  > 

Then  let  the  Rebels  die, 
Whofe  Malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high, 

7  But  if  Thou  haft  a  chofen  few 

Amongft  that  impious  Race ; 
Divide  them  from  the  blooey  Crew 
By  thy  furprizing  Grace. 

D  S  8-Tkca 


74  Psalm    XXXV. 

8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  Voice 
To  make  thy  Wonders  known  ± 
In  their  Salvation  I'll  rejoice;, 
And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

Psalm   XXXV.  Ver.  11,13,  M?  Second Mtt. 

Love   to  Enemies  ;  or,  the  Lcve  of  Chrift  to  Sinners 
typify  d  in  David. 

1    Tf3Ehold  the  Love,  the  generous  Love 
IJ     That  holy  David  fhows  ;. 
Hark,  how  his  founding  Bowels  move 
To  hk  afflicted  Foes  ! 

%  When  they  are  tick,  his  Soul  complains^ 
And  feems  to  feel  the  Smart  / 
The  Spirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  Heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  Tears  condolt 

As  for  a  Brother  dead  I 
And  fading  mortify 'd  his  Soul, 
While  for  their  Life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan M  ;  and  curs'd  him  on  their  BeQ0 

Yet  {till  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  BleiTmgs  on  his  Head 
The  Righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  Type  of  heavenly  Grace  ! 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  Sinners  curfer  the  Saviour  pray*,- 
And  pities  them  with  Tears. 

t  He  the  true  David,  Ijraets  King,, 
Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  Rebels  dead  in  Sin 
Pay'd  his  own  deareft  Blood, 


Psalm    XXX VL  75 

Psalm  XXXVI.  5—9.    Long  Metre. 
The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God  \  or,  General 
Providence  and  Special  Grace. 

I   MIGH  in  the  Heavens,  eternal  God, 
XX  Thy  Goodnefs  in  full  Glory  fhines  ; 
Thy  Truth  (hall  break  thro'  ev'ry  Cloud 
That  vails  and  darkens  thy  Defigns. 

For  ever  firm  thy  Juftice  (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  Saints  are  thy  peculiar  Care. 

4  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  Grace; 
Whence  all  our  Hope  and   Comfcrt  fprings  ? 
The  Sons  of  Adam  in  Diftrefs 

Fly  to  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings. 

5  From  the  Provifcns  of  thy  Houfe 
We  fhall  be  fed  with  fweet  Repaft  ; 
There  Mercy  like  a  River  flows, 
And  brings  Salvation  to  our  Taile. 

6  Life  like  a  Fountain  rich  and  free 
Springs  from  the  Prefence  of  my  Lord  y 
And  in  thy  Light  our  Souls  fhallfee 
The  Glories  promis'd  in  thy  Word. 

Psalm  XXXVI.  Ver.  1,2,5,6,7,9.  Com.  Metre. 
PraBical  Atleifm  expos' d\  or,  the  Being  and  Attri- 
butes of  God  ajferted. 
I  \y\7Hfo  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways, 
Y  f       And  yec  a  God  they  own,. 

My 


76  Psal  M    XXXYL 

My  Heart  within  me  often  fays,. 
<c  Their  Thoughts  believe  there's  none* 

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. 

j  What  ftrange  Self-flattery  blinds  their  Eyes! 
But  there's  a  haft'ning  Hour 
When  they  fhall  fee  with  fore  Surprize 
The  Terrors  of  thy  Pow'n 

4  Thy  Juftice  fhall  maintain  its  Throne, 

Tho*  Mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  World  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Sea. 

5  Above  thefe  Heavens  created  Rounds, 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  extend; 
Thy  Truth  out-lives  the  narrow  Bounds 
Where  Time  and  Nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  Man  thy  Goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  Beaft  ; 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 
Thy  Children  chufe  to  reft. 

7  [From  thee,  when  Creature-ftreams  run  low 

And  mortal  Comforts  die, 
Perpetual  Springs  of  Life  fhall  flow, 
And  raife  our  Pleafures  high. 

&  Tho'  all  created  Light  decay, 
And  Death  clofe  up  our  Eyes, 
Thy  Prefence  makes  eternal  Day 
Where  Clouds  can  never  rife.] 


Psalm 


Psalm    XXXVL  77 

P  *  a  L  m  XXXVI.    1—7.     Short  Metre, 

3e  Wickednefs  of  Man,   and  the  Majefty  of  God;   o& 
PraSual  Atheifm  expos' d. 

1  \\ 7 Hen  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin, 
W      My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
*  He  hath  no  Faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  Fear  before  his  Eyes. 

t  C  He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 

In  a  Self-flatt'ring  Dream, 
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  banifh'd  from  his  Soul, 
And  leaves  no  Good nefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  Bed 
New  Mifchiefc  to  fulfil. 

He  fets  his  Heart,  and  Hand,  and  Hfcad 
To  praftife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Tho'  Men  renounce  his  Fear ; 

His  Juftice  hid  behind  the  Cloud 
Shall  one  great  Day  appear. 

6  His  Truth  tranfcends  the  Sky, 
In  Heaven  his  Mercies  dwell  ; 

Deep  as  the  Sea  his  Judgments  lie, 
Kis  Anger  bums  to  Hell. 

7  How  excellent  his^  Love3 
Whence  all  our  Safety  fprings  ! 

O  never  let  my  Soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  WiagSo 

Psav** 


78  FSALM     AXXVII. 

Psalm  XXXVIL.     i — 15.     Firji  Part. 

The  Cure  of  ~Envyy  Fretfuinefs^    and  Unbelief;    or,  The 

Rewards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked;  or,  The 

World's  Hatred  and  the  Saints  Patience, 

1    \  It  7HY  ihould  I  vex  my  Soul,  and  fret 
VV      To  fee  the  Wicked  rife? 
Or  envy  Sinners  waxing  great 
By  Violence  and  Lies  I 

X  As  flow'ry  Grafs  cut  down  at  Noon,, 
Before  the  Evening  fades, 
So  ihall  their  Glories  vanifh  fbon 
In  everlafting  Shades. 

3  Then  let  roe  make  the  Lord  my  Truft, 
and  pra&ife  all  that's  good  ; 
So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  Juit,. 
And  He'll  provide  me  Food. 

4.  I  to  my  God  my  Ways  commir, 
And  chearful  wah  his  Will ; 
Thy  Hand  which,  guides  my  doubtful  Feet, 
Shall  my  Defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  Innocence  fhalc  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  poffefi, 

And  are  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ; 
True  Riches,  with  abundant  Peace, 
To  humble  Souls  are  given. 

Pause, 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  Way* 

Nor  let  your  Anger  rife, 
Tjho'  Providence  fhould  long  delay 

To  punifh  haughty  Vice."  S  Let 


Psalm    XXXVII.  79. 

I  Let  Sinners  join  to  break  your  Peace3 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  , 
!   The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

Their  Day  of  Vengeance  come. 

I  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  Swor d7 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  Bow, 
I    To  ilay  the  Men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  Righteous  low. 

>o  My  God  fhall  break  their  Bows,  and  burn 
Their  perfecuting  Darts, 
Shall  their  own  Swords  againft  them  turn  ; 
And  Pain  flirprize  their  Hearts. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  16,11, 16—51.     Second  Part, 
tbarity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Religion  in  Words  and  Detd$y 
1  \j\/HY  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft, 
\  V      And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  Portion  of  the  Juft 
Excels  the  Sinners  Gold, 

z,  The  Wicked  borrows  of  his  Friend^ 
But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay ; 
The  Saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  Poor  away. 

}  His  Alms  with  lib'ral  Heart  he  gives 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Need  > 
His  Mem'ry  ta  long  Ages  lives, 
And  bleffed  is  his  Seed. 

4;  His  Lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 
To  (lander  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  Hetrt  abide  > 


SO  JT  d  J\  L,  JV1      AAAV  Wo 

Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  Word 
His  Feet  (hall  never  Aide. 

6  When  Sinners  fell,  the  Righteous  Sand, 
Prefcrv'd  from  ev'ry  Snare ; 
They  fhall  poflefi  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

Psalm  XXXVII.   1 3— jr.    Third  Part 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  Wicked* 

i  "\  A  Y  God,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men 

JLVJL    Are  order'd  by  thy  Will ; 
Tho'  they  fhould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  Hand  fupports  them  ftill. 

z  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  Ways, 
Their  Vertue^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  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  Heirs 
Of  Bleffings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Men, 

Nor  fear  when  Tyrants  frown  ; 

Ye  fhall  confefs  their  Pride  was  vaitf 

When  Juftice  cafts  them  down 

Pa  use. 

5;. The  haughty  Sinner  have  I  ktn 
Nor  fearing  Man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  Bay-Tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  Arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  Ground, 
Deftroy'd  by  Hands  unfeen  J 


Nor 


Psalm    XXXVIII.  8  J 

Nor  Root,  nor  Branch,  nor  Leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  Pride  had  been. 

1 7  But  mark  the  Man  of  Righteoufuefs, 
His  feveral  Steps  attend  ; 
True  Pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  Ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  End. 

Psalm    XXXVIII". 
Guilt  of  Confcience  and  Relief  \  or,  Repentance  ani 
Irayer  for  Pardon  and  Health* 

I      A    Midft  thy  Wrath  remember  Love, 
£\,     Reftore  thy  Servant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  Father's  Chaftning  prove 
Like  an  Avengers  Sword. 

t-  Thine  Arrows  flick  within  my  Heart, 
My  Flefh  is  forely  preft ; 
Between  the  Sorrow  and  the  Smart 
My  Spirit  finds  no  Reft. 

3  My  Sins  a  heavy  Load  appear,  * 

And  o'er  my  Head  are  gone ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  Thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  Sea,, 

My  Head  ftill  bending  down  ; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  Day 

Beneath  my  Father's  Frown. 

$  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore, 
None  of  my  Pow'rs  are  whole ; 
The  inward  Anguifh  makes  me  roa& 
The  Anguiflv  of  my  Soul. 

4  All  my  Defke  to  Thee  is  known, 
Thine  Eye  counts  every  Tear, 
And  every  Sigh,  and  every  Groan 

Is  notic'd  by  thiae  Ear,  7  Tfam 


$2  Psalm    XXXIX. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  Hope  ^ 

My  God  will  hear  my  Cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  Spirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die, 

8  [  My  Foot  is  ever  apt  to  flide, 

My  Foes  rejoice  to  fee't ; 
They  raife  their  Pleafure  and  their  Pride 
When  they  fupplant  my  Feet. 

9  Bfct~Hl  confefs  my  Guilt  to  Thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  Jin  ; 
I'll  mourn,  how  weak  my  Graces  bfcj 
And  beg  Support  Divine. 

xo  My  God,  forgive  my  Follies  paft,. 
And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  Salvation  hafte, 
Before  thy  Servant  die.} 

Psalm  XXXIX.     i,  z,  3,     Viffi  Part. 

Watchfulnefs  aver  the  Tongue ;    or,   JPmdence  and  teak 

1   'T^Hus  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 

J[       u  Now  will  I  watch  my  Tongue, 
<c  Left  I  let  flip  one  finful  Word, 
"  Or  do  my  Neighbour  Wrong. 

1  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftrain'd  to  (lay 
With  Men  of  Lives  profane,. 
I'll  fet  a  double  Guard  that  Day, 
Nor  lee  my  Talk  be  vain.    - 

5  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  Lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  Thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  Scoffers  fticuld  th'  Occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  Zeal. 


Yet 


Psalm     XXXIX,  S': 

j  Yet  if  fbme  proper  Hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
;  But  let  the  fcoffing  Sinners  hear 

That  we  can  fpeak  for  God, 

Psalm  XXXIX.  4,  5,  6,  7.    S*cnd  ?4t$. 
The  Vanity  of  Man  as  Mortal 

TEach  me  the  Meafure  of  my  Days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  Frame ; 
I  would  furvey  Lire's  narrow  Space., 
And  learn  how  fraft  I  am. 

A  Span  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 

An  Inch  or  two  of  Time  ; 
Man  is  but  Vanity  and  Duft 

In  all  his  Flower  and  Prime* 

See  the  vain  Race  of  Mortals  move 

Like  Shadows  o'er  th*  pi*;«, 
ahc/  1*5*  an4  Qr'wPt,  defire  and  love. 

But  all  the  Noife  is  vain. 

\  Some  walk  in  Honour's  gaudy  Show, 
Some  dig  for  golden  Oar, 
They  toil  for  Heirs  they  know  not  who^ 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

;  \\5frat  Should  I  wifh  or  wait  for  then 
From  Creatures,  Earth  and  Duft  ? 
They  make  our  Expectations  vain, 
And  difappoint  bur  Trtift. 

►  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  Hope, 
My  fond  Dcfires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  Intereft  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  Ail. 


Psalm 


Fsalm   XXXIX.     9—13.     Third  Part. 

Sick-Bed  Devotion  \  or,  Pleading  without  Repining*  I 

1    /^^OD  of  my  Life,  look  gently  down, 
|J     Behold  the  Pains  I  feel  ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  Throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  Will, 

2.  Difeafes  are  thy  Servants,  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  Command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  Word, 
Againft  thy  chaft'ning  Hand. 

I  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  Cries, 
Remove  thy  fharp  Rebukes  : 
My  Strength  confumes,  my  Spirit  dies 
Thro'  thy  repeated  Strokes. 

4  CruQi'd  as  a  Moth  beneath  thy  Hand 

Our  feeble  Powers  can  ne  e/mH]ij,n4,' 
And  all  our  Beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  Life  decays  apace, 

How  foon  the  Bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam  and  all  his  numerous  Race 
Are  Vanity  and  Smoke.! ! 

6  I'm  but  a  Sojourner  below 

As  all  my  Fathers  were ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  Summons  hear  ! 

7  But  if  my  Life  be  fpar'd  a  while 

Before  my  laft  Remove, 
Thy  Praife  ftiall  be  my  Bufinefs  (till* 
And  I'll  declare  thy  Love. 


Psalm    XL.  85 

Psalm  XL.  1,  2,  3,  $,  17.  Firft  Part.  Com,  Met. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Difirefs. 

I  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  hear  my  Cry  ; 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  Word, 
And  brought  Salvation  nigh. 

He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  Pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  Bonds  releas'd  my  Feet, 

Deep  Bonds  of  miry  Clay. 

\  Firm  on  a  Rock  he  made  me  (land, 
And  taught  my  chearful  Tongue 
To  praife  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand 
In  a  new  thankful  Song, 

4  I'll  fpread  his  Works  of  Grace  abroad  ; 

The  Saints  with  Joy  (hall  hear, 
And  Sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  Hope  and  Fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  Thoughts  of  Love ; 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  Words  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.  0—9.    Second  Pa*L     Common  Metre* 

The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift. 
i  *  I  'Hus  faith  the  Lord,  H  Your  Work  is  vain, 
X      *  Give  your  Burnt  Offerings  o'er, 
!"  In  dying  Goats  and  Bullocks  (lain 
55  My  Soul  delights  no  more. 

x  Thea 


8£  Psa  L  M     XL. 

z  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,   «  L     ,,     . 
My  God,  to  do  thy  Will  • 
Whatever  thy  facred  Books  declare 
"  Thy  Servant  fliall  fulfil. 

3  «  Thy  Law  is  ever  in  my  Sight, 
I  keep  it  near  my  Heart  • 

*  J? ^  EarLs  areT  °Pen'd  with  Delight 
To  what  thy  Lips  impart. 

4  And  fee,  the  blefi  Redeemer  comes, 

Th  Eternal  Son  appears, 

AniLat4h7Ppointed  Time  affumes 
The  Body  God  prepares, 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  Grace 

And  much  his  Truth  he  ihew'd 
And  preach'd  the  Way  of  Righteoufnefs 
Where  great  Affemblies  flood. 
iS  His  Father's  Honour  touched  his  Heart 
He  pity'd  Sinners  Cries,  * 

And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  Pare 
Was  made  a  Sacrifice. 

Pause. 
7  No  Blood  of  Beafls  on  Altars  fhed 
Could  wafti  the  Corifcience  clean 
But  the  rich  Sacrifice  he  paid  ' 

Atones  for  ajrout;  Sin. 

t  Then  was  the  great  Sanation jfcread, 

And  Satan*  Kingdom  Ihook ; 

Jltws  by  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed 

Jhc  Serpent's  Head  was  brokew 


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Psalm    XL.  87 

Psalm  XL.     5*— 10.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  our  Sacrifice. 

THE  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has  wrought, 
Exceed  our  Praife,  furmount  our  Thought ; 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  Detail, 
My  Speech  would  faint,  my  Numbers  fail. 

I  No  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  fpilt 
Can  cleanfe  the  Souls  of  Men  from  Guilt ; 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  Eyes 
An  All-fufficient  Sacrifice. 

5  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  Defigns  he  bows  his  Ears  ; 
AfTumes  a  Body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  Work  fo  hard. 

\  xc  Behold,  I  come,  (the  Saviour  cries* 
With  Love  and  Duty  in  his  Eyes) 
u  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  Load 
Of  Sins,  and  do  thy  Will,  my  God. 

J  <c  "Tis  written  in  tky  great  Decree, 

*  'Tis  in  thy  Book  foretold  of  Me, 
u  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviours  Part, 

u  And  k> !  thy  Law  is  in  my  Heart. 

$  €C  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  Law, 
<c  And  Rebels  to  Obedience  draw, 
m  When  on  my  Croft  I'm  lifted  high, 
"  Or  to  my  Crown  above  the  Sky. 

7  m  The  Spirit  {hall  dtfeend  and  fhow 

*  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do ; 

€C  The  wond'ring  World  (hall  learn  thy  Grace, 
?  Thy  Wifdosa  and  thy  Rightcoufhcfi. 

Psalm 


88  Psalm  XLXI. 

Psalm    XLI.  i,  z,  js 
Charity  to  tie  Poor ;  or,  JP/ty  to  the  Aflii&ed* 

1  T^Left  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move, 
1J  And  melt  with  Pity  to  the  Poor, 

Whofe  Soul  by  fympathizing  Love 
Feels  what  hh  Fellow-Saints  endure. 

2  His  Heart  contrives  for  their  Relief 
More  Good  than  his  own  Hands  can  do; 
He  in  the  Time  of  general  Grief 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  Bowels  too. 

%  His  Soul  (hall  live  fecure  on  Earth, 
With  fecret  BlefOngs  on  his  Head, 
tWhen  Drought,  and  Peftilence,  and  Dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  Dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  Couch 
God  will  pronounce  his  Sins  forgiven, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  Touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  Soul  to  Heaven. 

Psalm  XLI!.    i— »$.    Firfl Part. 

Defertion  and  Hope ;  or,  Complaint  ofj&fence  from 
publick  Worfbip. 

i  \  \  71th  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind, 
\  V      My  God,  to  Thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  Hart  to  find 
And  tafte  the  cooling  Brook. 

\  When  {hall  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  Soul, 
And  Teari  are  my  Repaft ; 

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Psalm    XLII.  $9 

"The  Foe  infults  without  Controul, 
"  And  where*  s  ycur  God  at  lafi  \ 

'Tis  with  a  mournful  Pleafure  now 

I  think  on  antient  Days  : 
Then  to  thy  Houfe  did  Numbers  go, 

And  all  our  Work  was  Praife. 

5  But  why,  my  $ou^,  funk  down  fo  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  Load  £ 
Why  do  my  Thoughts  indulge  Defpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  God  ? 

5  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  Hand 
Can  all  thy  Woes  remove  ; 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  him  (land, 
And  fing  refloring  Love. 

Psalm    XLII.  6— -n.     Second  Part. 

Melancholy  Thoughts  reprov'd  ;  or,  Hope  m  Affiiftions. 

I   "\    /I  Y  Spirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
iVx  But  I  will  call  thy  Name  to  mind, 
And  Times  of  paft  Diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind, 

l  Huge  Troubles  with  tumultuous  Noife 
Swell  like  a  Sea,  and  round  me  fpread  { 
Thy  Water-fpouts  drown  all  my  Joys, 
And  rifing  Waves  roll  o'er  my  Head* 

5  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  Love 
When  I  addrefs  his  Throne  by  Day, 
Nor  in  the  Night  his  Grace  remove  ; 
The  Night  (hall  hear  me  fing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  caft  my  felf  before  his  Fcet3 
And  fay,  cc  My  God,  my  heavenly  Rock, 
cc  Why  doth  thy  Love  fo  long  forget 
*  The  Soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  Stroke  ? 

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£0  Psalm    XLIV. 

5  I'll  chiJe  my  Heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  fhould  my  Soul  indulge  her  Grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ; 
He  u  ray  Rett,  my  fure  Relief. 

6  Thy  Light  and  Truth  fhall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  Word  fhall  my  beft  Thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heavenly  Hill, 
My  God,  my  nioft  exceeding  Joy. 

Psalm    XLIV.  I,  2,  3,  8,  1 5—16. 
The  Chttrdfs  Complaint  in  Perfecution. 
l  T     ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  old, 

J /     Thy  Works  of  Pow'r  and  Grace, 

\Vhen  to  our  Ears  our  Fathers  told 
The  Wonders  of  their  Days. 

2,  How  thou  didft  build  thy  Churches  here, 
And  make  thy  Gofpel  known  ; 
Amongit  them  did  thine  Arm  appear, 
Thy, Light  and  Glory  fnone. 

3  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  Day, 

And  in  a  chearful  Throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray,. 
And  Grace  was  all  their  Song. 

4  But  now  our  Souls  are  feiz'd  with  Shame, 

ConfuSon  fills  our  Face, 
To  hear  the  Enemy  blafpheme3 
And  Fools  reproach  thy  Grace, 

.5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
Nor  falfely  dealt  with  Heav'n, 
Nor  have  our  Steps  declin'd  the  Road 
Of  Duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 

6  Tho'  Dragons  all  around  us  roar 
With  their  deftruc'tive  Breath, 

*  And 


Psalm     XL  V.  9 1 

iAnd  thine  own  Hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore 
Hard  by  the  Gates  cf  Death. 

Pause. 
We  are  expos'd  all  Day  to  die 

As-Martyrs  for  thy  Caufe, 
As  Sheep  for  Slaughter  bound  we  lie 

By  {harp  and  bloody  Laws. 

Awake,  arife,  Almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  Grace  ? 
Why  fhould  we  look  like  Men  abhorjr'd, 

Or  banifh'd  from  thy  Face? 

Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off, 

And  ftill  neglect  our  Cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heavenly  Love 

From  our  afflicted  Eyes  ? 

>  Down  to  the  Duft  our  Soul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  Ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  Help,  rebuke  the  Proud, 

And  all  their  Povv'rs  confound. 

Redeem  us  from  perpetual  Shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  Honours  of  thy  Name, 
The  Merits  of  thy  Blood. 

Psalm  XLV.     Short  Metre: 

The  Glory  of  Chrift,  The  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel,  and$ 

The  Gentile  dfwrch. 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  Beauties  are  Divine  ; 
\y  Lips  with  BlefTings  overflow, 
And  every  Grace  is  thine. 

Now  make  thy  Glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  Sword, 

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92  Psalm    XLV^ 

And  ride  in  Majefty  to  fpread 
The  Conquefts  of  thy  Word. 

3  Strike  thro'  thy  (tubborn  Foes, 
Or  melt  their  Hearts  t'obey, 

While  Juflice,  Mceknefs,  Grace  and  Truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  Way. 

4  Thy  Laws,  O  God,  are  right  ; 
Thy  Throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  Gofpel  proves 
A  Sceptre  in  thy  Hand. 

.5   [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  Meafure  (bed 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  Oil 

T*  anoirK  thy  facrea  Head,] 

6  [Behold,  at  thy  Right-hand 
The  Gentile  Church  is  feen, 

Like  a  fair  Bride  in  rich  Attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen] 

7  Fair  Bride,  receive  his  Love, 
Forget  thy  Father's  Hpufe  ; 

Forfake  thy  Gods,  thy  Idol-Gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  Vows. 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  Thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  Children  fhall  his  Honour  fing 
In  Palaces  of  Joy. 

Psalm  XLV.  Common  Metre. 
The  Verfonal  Glories  and  Government  0/Chrift, 

I  I'LL  fpeak  the  Honours  of  my  King  ; 
\     His  Form  divinely  fair; 
None  of  the  Sons  of  mortal  Race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2,  Swee* 


Psalm    XLV.  $$ 

Sweet  is  thy  Speech,  and  heavenly  Giacc 

Upon  thy  Lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God  with  B  elfings  infinite 

Hath  crcwii'd  thy  facred  Head. 

Gird  on  thy  Sword,  victorious  Pi incc  j 

Ride  with  majvttick  Sway  ; 
Thy  Terrors  ihall  (irike  thro*  thy  Foes, 

And  make  the  World  obey. 

Thy  Throne,  O  God,  for  ever  (lands  ; 

Thy  Word  of  Grace  ihall  prove 
A  peaceful  Sceptre  in  thy  Hands, 

To  rule  the  Saints  by  Love. 

Jufiice  and  Truth  attend  thee  ftiil, 

But  Mercy  is  thy  Choice ; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  Soul  fhall  fill 

With  moll  peculiar  Joys. 

Psalm    XLV.    Firfl  Part.    Long  Metre, 
The  Glory  0/*ChriIt,   and  Vo<wer  of  his  Gofpeh 

NOW  be  my  Heart  infpir'd  to  Sng 
The  Glories  of  my  Saviour-King, 
yefus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 
His  Form  !  how  bright*  his  Beauties  are  ! 

O'er  all  the  Sons  of  human  Race 
He  fhines  with  a  fuperior  Grace, 
Love  from  his  Lips  divinely  flows, 
And  Bleflings  all  his  State  compofe. 

•.  Drefs  thee  in  Arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  Terror  of  thy  Sword,    •  - 
In  Majefty  and  Glory  ride 
With  Truth  and  Meeknefs  at  thy  Side1. 

^  Thine  Anger  like  a  pointed  Dart 
Shall  pierce  the  Foes  of  ftubborn  Heart ; 

E  3  Or 


94  Psalm    XLV. 

Or  Words  of  Mercy  kind  and  fvveet 
Shall  melt  the  Rebels  at  thy  Feet. 

5  Thy  Throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 
Grace  is  the  Sceptre  in  thy  Hands ; 
Thy  Laws  and  Works  are  juft  and  right, 
Juriicc  and  Grace  are  thy  Delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  (bed 
His  Oil  of  Gladnefs  on  thy  Head, 
And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bl eft 

His  firft-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

Psalm  XLV.     Second  Part.   Long  Metre. 
Chrift  and  his  Church  ;  or,  The  Myfiical  Marriage^ 
I   'Hp'HE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  Face, 
^     Adorn' d  with  Majefty  and  Grace  ! 
He  comes  with  BleiTings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  Nations  to  his  Love. 

z  At  his  Right-hand  our  Eyes  behold 
The  Queen  array'd  in  pureft  Gold  ; 
The  World  admires  her  heavenly  DreG, 
Her  Robe  of  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  Beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  Throne  : 
Fair  Stranger,  let  thine  Heart  forget 
The  Idols  of  thy  native  State. 

4  So  fhall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thcc  the  Favourite  of  his  Choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  andyet  ador'd, 
For  He's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  Chappy  Hour,  when  thou  fhalt  rife 
To  his  fair  Palace  in  the  Skies, 

And  all  thy  Sons  (a  numerous  Train) 
Each  like  a  Prince  in  Glory  reign  I 


*Let 


Ps.a  l  m    XL VI.  9  5 

6  Let  endlefs  Honours  crown  his  Head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  chearfu'  Songs  opprcvc 
The  Condefcenfions  of  his  Lcve. 

Psalm    XLVI.    Firfl  Part. 

The  Church's  Safety  avd  Tr'umph  amorg  N,itknat 
Defolaticns . 

1  jf~^  OD  is  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints, 

vj  WhenS:crms  orfharp  Dillrefs  invade  ; 
E'er  we  can  oiler  our  Complamrs 
Bthold  him  prefent  with  his  Aid. 

2  Let  Mountains  from  their  Seats  be  burl'd 
Down  to  the  Deep^  and  buried  there; 

.     ConvuJiions  ihakc  the  folid  World, 
V  Our  Faith  ihall  never  yield  to  Fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  Ocean  roar. 
In  facred  Peace  our  Souls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  Nation,  ev  ry  Shore 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  fweliing  Tide. 

4  There  is  a  Stream  whofe  gentle  Flow 
Supplies  the  City  of  our  God  ; 

Life,   Love  and  Joy  Hill  gliding  thro'. 
And  wat-'ring  our  divine  Abode. 

5  That  facred  Scream,  thine  holy  Word, 
That  all  our  raging  Fear  conrrouls: 
Sweet  Peace  thy  Promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  Strength  to  fainting  Souls. 

6  Slon  enjoys  her  Monarch's  Love, 
Secure  againft  a  threatening  Hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  Foundations  move, 
Built  ©n  his  Truth,  and  arm'd  with  PowV. 

E   4  P?AiM 


9$  P  S  A  L  M     XLVL 

Psalm   XLVI.    Second  Part. 
C^d  fights  for  his  Church. 

1  1       ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice 

I  A  Tho'  Tyrants  rage,,  and  Kingdoms  rife  : 
Pie  utters  his  Almighty  Voice, 
The  Nations  melt,"  the  Tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jctcoh  fought, 
And  JacoKs  God  is  (till  our  Aid  ; 
Behold  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought,. 
What  Defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  Sea  to  Sea  thro1  all  the  Shores 
He  makes  the  Noife  of  Battle  ceafe; 
When  from  on  high  his  Thunder  roars 
He  awes  the  trembling  World  to  Peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  Bow,  he  cuts  the  Spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenly  Flame ; 
Keep  Silence  all  the  Earth,  and  hear 
The  Sound  and  Glory  of  his  Name- 

5  u  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
u  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  Lands, 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fea/d  abroadr 
<c  But  (till  my  Throne  in  &ion  Hands. 

6  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  Almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  Prefence  dwell, 
Our  Faith  fhall  fit  fecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  Gates  of  Hell* 

Psalm   XWII. 

■      ■       *. 
Chrift  Afcendingand  Reigung* 

%  f~\  For  a  Shout  of  facred  Joy 
\^J     To  God  the  fovereign  King  ! 
Let  ev'ry  Land  their  Tongues  employ, 
And  Hymns  of  Triumph  fing, 

g 


*  &  fa*- 


Psalm    XL VIII.  9f 

U  $*JuS  our  God  afcends  on  high  ; 
His  heavenly  Guards  around 
Attend  him  riling  thro5  the  Sky, 
With  Trumpets  joyful  Sound. 

3  While  Angels  ihout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  Mortals  learn  their  Strains; 
Let  all  the  Earth  his  Honours  ling  \ 
O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  Praife  with  Awe  profound. 

Let  Knowledge  lead  the  Song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  Sound 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  Tongue* 

5  In  Ifrael  flood  his  antient  Throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  Race, 
But  now  he  calls  the  World  his  own; 
And  Heathens  tafte  his  Grace, 

6  The  Britifi  Iflands  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abrahams  God  is  known, 
While  Powers  and  Princes,  Shields  and  Swords 
Submit  before  his  Throne, 

Psalm    XLVIII.  i— 8.     Fitfi  Part. 

The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation* 

1  [/^>Reat  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

vJF  And  let  his  Praife  be  great; 
He  makes  his  Churches  his  Abode* 
Hismofl  delightful  Seat. 

2  Thefe  Temples  of  his  Grace3 
How  beautiful  they  (land  \ 

The  Honours  of  our  Native  Place, 
And  Bulwarks  of  our  Land, 3 

3  In  8un  God  is  known 
A  Refuge  in  Diiirefs  ;- 


§0  JT  a  A  l,  m      ^JLi  V  All* 

How*  bright  has  his  Salvation  fhoae 
Thro' ail  her  Palaces  ! 

4  When  Kings  againft  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  Seas. 

6  Oft  have  our  Fathers  told, 
Our  Eyes  have  often  feen, 

How  well  our  God  fecures  the  Fold 
Where  his  own  Sheep  have  been. 

7  In  every  new  Diftrefs 
We'll  to  his  Houfe  repair, 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  Grace, 
And  feek  Deliverance  there. 

Psalm  XLVIII,  ro — 14.     Second  Part. 

The  Beauty  of  the  Church  ;  or,  Go/pel  Worfiip  and 
Crder. 

1   T7AR  as  thy  Name  is  known 

J[7      The  World  declares  thy  Praife  ; 

Thy  Saints3  O  Lord,  before  thy  Throne 
Their  Songs  of  Honour  raife. 

1  With  Joy  let  yxdah  ftand 

On  Stons  chofen  Hili, 
Proclaim  the  Wonders  of  thy  HandD 

And  Counfels.of  thy  Will. 

3  Let  Sti  angers  walk  around       .  . 
The  City  where  we  dwells 

Corn- 


I 


Psalm    XLiX.  99 

Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  Ground, 
And  mark  che  Building  well. 

4  The  Orders  of  thy  Houfe, 
The  Worfbip  of  thy  Court, 

The  chearful  Songs,  the  fblemn  Vows, 
And  make  a  fair  Report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 
How  olonous  to  behold  1 

Beyond  the  Pomp  that  charms  the  Eyes, 
And  Rites  adorn'd  with  Gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfbip  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die. 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below. 
And  ours  above  the  Sky. 

Psalm  XLIX.  6 — 14.    Firjt  Part.  Com.  Met.  " 
Tride  and  Death  ;  or.  The  Vanity  of  Life  and  BJcleu 

1  \7WHY  ^otn  tne  Man  °f  R^es  grow 

V  V      To  Infolence  and  Pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  Honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  riling  Tide  i 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  Poor  with  Scorn^ 

Made  of  the  feif  fame  Clay, 
And  bo  a  ft  as  tho'  his  Flefh  were  born 
Of  better  Dufl  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  Treafurcs  can  procure 

His  Soul  a.  inort  Reprieve, 
Redeem  from  Death  one  guilty  HoujTj 

Or  make  his  Brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  Bieiimg  can't  be  fold, 

The  Ranfbm  is  too  high  ; 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  Gc     , 
That  Man  may  never  die. 


IOO  PSAL  M     XLIX. 

5  He  fees  the  Brutifh  and  the  Wife, 

The  Timorous  and  the  Brave 
Quit  their  Pofleflions,  clofe  their  Eyes-, 
And  haften  to  the  Grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  Thought  and  Pride, 

<c  My  Houfe  fhall  ever  fland  ; 
"  And  that  my  Name  may  long  abide 
cc  I'll  give  it  to  my  Land. 

7  Vain  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Hopes  are  loft,  [ 

How  foon  his  Memory  dies  ! 
His  Name  is  written  in  the  Duft 
Where  his  own  Carcafs  lies.} 

P  a  u  s  E. 

8  This  is  the  Folly  of  their  Way  ; 

And  yet  their  Sorts  as  vain 
Approve  the  Words  their  Fathers  fay, 
And  ad  their  Works  agajn. 

9  Men  void  of  Wifdom  and  of  Grace, 

If  Honour  raife  them  high; 
Live  like  the  Beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  Race, 
And  like  the  Beaft  they  die. 

zo  [Laid  in  the  Grave  like  filly  Sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
Till  the  laft  Trumpet  break  their  Sleep 
In  Terror  and  Defpair.] 

Psalm    XLIX-     Ver.  14,  i£.     Second  Parjp 
Common  Metre,    *$" 
Death,  and  the  Refunefthn, 
1  "V7E  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juft, 
X    4  •%f>^  trample  on  the  Poor, 
When  Death  has  brought  you  down  to  Duft  i 
You\Ppmp  fhall  rife  no  more* 

I  Z  The 


Psalm    XLIX.  ior 

i  The  laft  great  Day  fhall  change  the  Scene  ; 

When  will  that  Hour  appear  ? 
|  When  (hall  the  Juft  revive,  and  reign 

O'er  an  that  fcorn'd  them  here? 

God  will  my  naked  Soul  receive, 

When  feparate  from  the  Flefh  ; 
And  break  the  Prifbn  of  the  Grave, 

To  raife  my  Bones  afrefh. 

Heaven  is  my  everlafting  Home, 

Th>  Inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Let  Men  of  Pride  their  Rage  refume. 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

Psalm  XLIX.    Long  Metre. 
The  rich  Sinner  s  Death,  and  the  Saint's  RefmreSicn* 

i  \i\7HY  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor, 

V  Y    And  boaft  the  large  Eftates  they  have  ! 
How  vain  are  Riches  to  fecure 
Their  haughty  Owners  from  the  Grave  I 

i  They  can't  redeem  one  Hour  from  Death 
With  all  the  Wealth  in  which  they  truft  y 
Nor  give  a  dying  Brother  Breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  Duft. 

3  There  the  dark  Earth  and  difmal  Shade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  Bodies  round  ; 
That  Flelh  fo  delicately  fed 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  Ground. 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  Sheep  the  Sinner  dies. 
Laid  in  the  Grave  for  Worms  to  eat  : 
The  Saints  fhall  in  the  Morning  rife, 
And  find  t.V  Oppreflbr  at  their  Feet. 

5  His  Honours  perifh  in  the  Duft, 
And  Pomp,  and  Beauty,  Birth,  and  Blood  ; 

Tim* 


JU2 


AT   d  A  Li   M.      JU# 


That  glorious  Day  exalts  the  Juft 
To  full  Dominion  o'er  the  Proud. 

6  My  Saviour  fhall  my  Life  reftore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  Abode  : 
My  Fltfh  and  Soul  fhall  part  no  more; 
But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God, 

Psalm  L.  i — 6.     Firji  Part.     Common  Metre. 
The  lafi  Judgment ;  or,  The  Saints  rewarded. 
i  "T^HE  Lord,  the  Judge  before  his  Throne 
Y       Bids  the  whole  Earth  draw  nigh. 
The  Nations  near  the  rifing  Sun, 
And  near  the  Wejtern  Sky, 

2  No  mere  fhall  bold  Blafphemers  fay, 

tt  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ; 
No  more  abufe  his  long  Delay 
To  Impudence  and  Sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  Cloud  our  God  fhall  come, 

Bright  Flames  prepare  his  Way, 
Thunder  and  Darknefs,  Fire  and  Storm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  Day. 

4  Heav'n  from  above  his  Call  fhall  hear, 

Attending  Angels  come, 
And  Earth  and  Hell  fhall  know,  and  fear 
His  Juftice,  and  their  Doom. 

f  c*  But  gather  all  my  Saints  (he  cries) 
"  That  made  their  Peace  with  God 
<c  By  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice, 
a  And  fcal'd  it  with  his  Blood. 

6  cc  Their  Faith  and  Works  brought  forth  to  Light 
M  Shall  make  the  World  confefs 
u  My  Sentence  of  Reward  is  right, 
?  And  Heaven  adore  my  Grace, 

PSALM 


Psalm   L.  103 

JPsalm  L.  Vcr.  10,  ii,  14,  15,13.   Secondpart. 
Common  Metre. 

Obedience  is  letter  than  Sacrifice* 

THUS  faich  the  Lord,  "  The  fpacious  Fidd^ 
"  And  Flocks  and  Herds  are  mine, 
I    "  O'er  all  the  Cattle  of  the  Hills 
Ci  I  claim  a  Right  divine. 

I  "  I  ask  no  Sheep  for  Sacrifice, 

"  Nor  Bullocks  burnt  with  Fire  ; 
cc  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 

I  "  Call  upon  me  when  Trouble's  near, 
"  My  Hand  (hall  fet  thee  free ; 
cc  Then  fhall  thy  thankful  Lips  declare 
cc  The  Honour  due  to  me. 

\  <c  The  Man  that  offers  humble  Praife, 
M  He  glorifies  me  beft ; 
<c  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  Ways 
<c  Shall  my  Salvation  tafte. 

Psalm  L.  Ver.  i,  5,  8,  16,  n,  2,2.     7i>ird  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

l   T  7C  7HEN  Chrifi  to  Judgment  {hall  defcend, 
W       And  Saints  fu  rround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  Nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  Word. 

z  u  Not  for  the  Want  of  Bullocks  {lain 
"  Will  I  the  World  reprove  ; 
C(  Altars  and  Rites,  and  Forms  are  vain 
2  Wkhout  the  Fire  of  Love. 

3.  "And- 


io4  Psalm    L; 

3  <c  And  what  have  Hypocrites  to  do 

cc  To  bring  their  Sacrifice  I 
<€  They  call  my  Statutes  juft  and  true,- 
*  But  deal  in  Theft  and  Lies. 

4  <c  Could  you  expeft  to  Ycape  my  Sight, 

"  And  fin  without  Controul  ? 
"  But  I  fhall  bring  your  Crimes  to  Light 
"  With  Anguifh  in  your  Soul. 

5  Confider,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  Wrath  appear ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  Sword, 
There's  no  Deliverer  there. 

Pjaim  L  a#zW  ?art.    Long  Metre; 
ftypocrify  expos'd. 

l  *npHE  Lord  the  Judge  his'Churches  warns, 
J^     Let  Hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  Hope  in  Rites  and  Forms, 
But  make  not  Faith  nor  Love  their  Care. 

%  Vile  Wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  Name 
With  Lips  of  Falfhood  and  Deceit  ; 
A  Friend  or  Brother  they  defame, 
And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  tof  do  their  Neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  Face  ; 
They  take  his  Covenan:  on  their  Tongue, 
But  break  his  Lwsy  abufe  his  Grace. 

4  To  Heav'n  they  life  their  Hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  Luft,  defil'd  with  Blood  ; 
By  Night  they  pra&ife  every  Sin, 

By  Day  their  Mouths  draw  near  to  God» 

5  And  while  his  Judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more ; 


They 


Psalm    L.  105 

They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  Hour. 
t  O  dreadful  Hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fees  their  Crimes  before  their  Eyes  ! 
His  Wrath  their  guflty  Souls  {hall  tear,     _ 
And  no  Deliverer  dare  to  rife. 

PsalmL.    To  a  New  Tune. 

Tl:e  la  ft  Judgment*  (forth, 

r  -qpHELord,  the  Sovereign  fends  his  Summons 
£    Calls  the  South  Nation  5,  and  awakes  the  North  ; 
From  Baft  to  Weft  the  founding  Order's  fpread 
Thro'  di(Unt  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead  : 
No  more  fhall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay  \ 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  more  :  behold  the  Day, 
%  Behold  the  Judge  defcends ;  his  Guards  are  nigh, 
Tempeft  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky  :  . 
Heav'n,  Earth  and  Hell  draw  near  J  let  all  Things 

(come 

To  hear  his  Juftice  and  the  Sinner's  Doom  ', 

But  gather  firft  my  Saints  (the  Judge  commands) 

Bring  them,  ye  Angels,  from  their  diftant  Lands. 

I  Behold  my  Covenant  Hands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood, 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  Names ;  the  Greek,  the  few,- 
That  paid  the  ancient  Worfhip  or  the  new, 
There's  no  Diftindion  here ;  Come,  fpread  their 

(Thrones, 

And  near  me  feat  my  Favourites  and  my  Sons. 

4  I  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge  :  Ye  Heavens,  proclaim  abroad 

My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 

Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear  ; 

Sinners  in  zio*,  tremble  and  retire ; 

I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire.  $  Not 


Io6  r  s  A  L  M     JL. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  flain 
To  I  condemn  clue ;  Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
Without  the  Flames  of  Love  :    In  vain  the  Score 
Of  Brutal  Offerings  chat  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  favage  Breed, 
Flocks,  Herds.,  and  Fields,  and  Forefts 'where  they 

(feed| 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  wou'd  I  ask  thee  Food  ? 
.  When  did  I  third:,  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood  ? 

Can  I  be  flattered  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 
Thy  folemn  Chatterings  and  pha-itaflick  Vows  \ 
Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Vefurents  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 

( pleafe 

7  Unthinking  Wretch  !    how  could'fl  thou  hope  to 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe? 
While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy  Tongue 
Thou  lov'ft  Deceit,  and  dolt  thy  Brother  wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  Adulterers  are  thy  chofen  Friends. 

3  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuffering  Love, 

But  did'ft  thou  hope  that  I  fhould  ne'er  reprove? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within, 
That  God  the  Righteous  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 
Behold  my  Terrors  now  :    My  Thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul. 

$  Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  Ye  Fools,  be  wife  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife  ; 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 

(amend  ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend ; 
Left  like  a  Lion  his  laft  Vengeance  tear, 
Your  trembling  Souls,  and  jio  Deliverer  near. 

PsALAi 


PSALM      Li.  I07 

PsaIm  L     To  the  old  proper  Tune. 

The  la  ft  Judgment. 

I  'T^HE  Go  J  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth, 
X     Calls  the  South  Nations,  and  awakes  the  North; 
From  Baft  to  Weft  the  fov'reign  Order's  fpread. 
Thro*  diftant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead. 

The  Trumpet  founds  ;  Hell  trembles  ;  Heaven  rejoices  J 
Lijt  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  with  ch earful  Voices, 

Z  No  more  fhall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay  ; 
His  "Vengeance  fieeps  no  more  ;   behold  the  Day  : 
Behold  the  Judge  dzfceiris ;  his  Guards  are  nigh  ; 
Tempers  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky.  ? 

When  God  appears,  all  Nature  fiati  adore  him  ; 
While  Sinners  iremb.e,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

(Things  come 
3  cc  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Hell  draw  near  ;    let   all 
cc  To  hear    my  Juiiice  and  the  Sinners   Loom  ; 
"  But  gather  firft  my  Saints;    (the  Judgg  com- 
mands) 
"  Bring  them,  ye  Angels,  from  their  diftant  Lands. 

When  drift  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  Psjpon  ; 
/nd  pcut,  ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation* 

4.  L'  Behold  my  Covenant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
cc  Seal'd  by  th5  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood,     (few, 
cc  And  fign'd  with  all  their  Names ;  the  G  eek,  the 
a  That  paid  the  antient  Worlhip  or  the  new; 

There's  no  DiftinBion  here,  join  all  your  Voices , 
Jndrafe  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  for  Heaven  rejoices. 

(Thrones, 
5    "  Here  (  faith  the  Lord  )  ye  Angels,  fpread  their 
*  Aivd  near  me  feat  my  Favourites  and  my  Sons. 

«  Come 


icS  Psalm    L. 

<r  Come,  my  Redeem\l,porTefs  the  Joys  prepar'd 
"  E'er  Time  began  ;  'tis  your  divine  Reward. 
When  Chriji  returns ,  wake  every  cheavful  Pajfion, 
And  ft  out  y  ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation* 

P  A  v  s  e   the  Firft. 

€  cc  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  God, 

u  I  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  Heavens,  pioclaim  abroad 
u  My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 
<c  Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear* 
When  God  appears,  all  Nature  (hall  adore  him  \ 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

(fane, 

7  cc  Stand  forth,   thou  bold  Blafphemer,  and  pro-' 
<c  Now  feel  my  Wrath,  nor  call  my  Threatnings 

(vain  ; 
**  Thou  Hypocrite,  >  once  dreft  in  Saints  Attire,- 
w  I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  ta  Fire. 
Judgment  proceeds  \  Hell  trembles  \  Heaven  rejoices4; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints ,  with  chearful  Voices. 

8  c<  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  (lain 

"  Do  I  condemn  thee  >  Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
"  Without  the  Flames  of  Love  :  In  vain  theStorc* 
u  Of  brutal  Offerings  that  were  mine  before : 

Earth  is  the  Lord's  ;  all  Nature  ft all  adore  him  ; 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  cc  If  I  were  hungry,  wou'd  I  ask  thee  Food  ? 

*  When  did  I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood  ? 
u  Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  favage  Breed, 
cc  Flocks,  Herds,  and  Fields,  and  Forefts   where 

(they  feed. 
All  is  the  Lord's  :  He  rules  the  wide  Creation  ; 
Gives  Sinners  Vengeance ^  and  the  Saints  Salvation. 

xo  Can 


! 


Psalm    L.  109 

I  jo  *  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 
cc  Thy  folemn  Chatcerings  and  phantaftick  Vows  ? 
<c  Are  my  Eyes  charmed,  thy  Veftments  to  behold, 
.      "  Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 
Cod  is  the  Judge  of  Hearts,  no  fair  Difguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  Guilty  when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 

Pause  the  Second. 

( to  pleafe 
'      11  cc  Unthinking  Wretch  !  how  could'ft  thou  hope 
*  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe  ? 
cc  While  .with    my  Qra.ce    and  Statutes  on  thy 

(Tongue 
<c  Thou    lov'ft    Deceit,    and    doft    thy    Brother 

.(  wrong* 

Judgment  proceeds  ;  Hell  trembles ;  Heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Jieads,  ye  Saints ,  with  chearful  Voices. 
12,  cc  In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends ; 
cc  Thieves  and  Adulterers  are  thy  chofen  Friends  ; 
"  While  the  falfe  Flatterer. at  my  Altar waits, 
<c  His  harden'd  Soul  divine  Inftruction  hates. 

God  is  the  Judge  of  Hearts,  no  fair  Difguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  Guilty  when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 

Ij  u  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuffering  Love; 
cc  But  did'ft  thou  hope  that  I  fhould  ne'er  reprove? 
"  And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within, 
<c  That  the  All-holy  would  indulge  thy  Sin  \ 
See,  God  appears,  all  Nature  joins  t*  adore  him  ; 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Sinners  fall  before  him. 

j  4  <c  Behold  my  Terrors  now  :  My  Thunders  roll, 
'c  And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul ; 
<c  Now  like  a  Lion  fhall  my  Vengeance  tear 
*c  Thy  bleeding  Heart,  and  no  Deliverer  near. 


no  Psalm    LI. 

Judgment  concludes ;  Hell  trembles ;  Heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  with  chearful  Voices! 

EpiphonemJ. 

Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  Fools,  be  wife ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife  :     (amend, 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,    your  crooked  Works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend  : 

Then  join  tie  Saints  :    Wake  every  chearful  Paffion, 
When  Cbrifi  returns,  he  comes  for  your  Safoatfon.  ' 

Psalm  LI.     Firfl  Part.     Long  Metre. 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

I  QHew  Pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
^  Let  a  repenting  Rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  Mercies  large  and  free ; 
May  not  a  Sinner  truft  in  Thee  ? 

&  My  Crimes  are  great,  but  not  furpafs 
The  Power  and  Glory  of  thy  Grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  Nature  hath  no-Bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  Love  be  found, 

3  O  wafii  my  Soul  from  every  Sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  Conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  Heart"  the  Burden  lies, 
And  paft  Offences  pain  mine  Eyes.' 

4  My  Lips  with  Shame  my  Sins  confefs 
Againft  thy  Law,  againfl  thy  Grace : 
Lord,  fhould  thy  Judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  condtmn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

J  Should  fudden  Vengeance  feize  my  Breath, 
I  rauft  pronounce  Thee  Juft  in  Death ; 

An* 


Psalm     LI.  1 1 1 

And  if  my  Soul  were  Tent  to  Hell 
Thy  righteous  Law  approves  it  well. 

5  Yet  fave  a  trembling  Sinner,  Lord, 
Whofe  Hope  ftill  hovering  round  thy  Word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  Promife  there, 
Some  fure  Support  againft  Defpair 

Psalm  LI.     Second  Tart.    Long  Metre. 

Original  and  aBual  Sin  confefs'd. 

I   T     ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  Sin ; 
I    j   And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  Man  whofe  guilty  Fall 
Corrupts  the  Race,  and  taints  us  All. 

%  Soon  as  we  draw  our  Infant-Breath 
The  Seeds  of  Sin  grow  up  for  Death  ; 
Thy  Law  demands  a  perfect  Heart ; 
But  were  defiTd  in  every  Part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  Heart  a-new, 
And  form  my  Spirit  pure  and  true  : 
O  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  Beaft, 
Nor  HyfTop-Branch,  nor  fprinkling  Prieft, 
Nor  running  Brook,  nor  Flood,  nor  Sea, 
Can  walh  the  difmal  Stain  away. 

6  Jefus,  my  God,  thy  Blood  alone 
Hath  Power  fufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  Blood  can  make  me  white  as  Snow  ; 
No  yewifi  Types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While 


in  Psalm  LL. 

7  While  Guilt  difturbs  and  breaks  my  Peace, 
Nor  Flefh  nor  Soul  hath  Reft  or  Eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  Voice, 
And  make  my  broken  Bones  rejoice. 

Psalm  LL   Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Backflider  refiord ;  or,  Repentance  andjaith  h 
the  Blood  of  Chri&. 

t  /~\  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  Sinners  cry, 
\^y  Tho*  all  my  Crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  Look, 
But  blot  their  Memory  from  thy  Book. 

2  Create  my  Nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  Soul  averfe  to  Sin  \ 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  Prefence  from  my  Heart.' 

rj  I  cannot  live  without  thy  Light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  Sight  : 
Thine  holy  Joys,  my  Cod,  reftore, 
And  guam  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  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  Sacrifice  I  bring  ; 
The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  Heart  for  Sacrifice. 

6  My  Soul  lies  humbled  in  the  Duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  Sentence  jufi  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  Eye, 
And  fave  the  Soul  condemned  to  die. 

7  Thca 


Psalm    LI.  1 1 3 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  World  thy  Ways ; 
Sinners  (hall  learn  thy  fovereign  Grace  ; 
I'll  lead  there  to  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
And  they  fhall  praifb  a  pardoning  God, 

8  O  may  thy  Love  infpire  my  Tongue  I 
Salvation  fhall  be  all  my  Song  ;         / 
And  all  my  Powers  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs. 

Psalm  LI.  3—1 3.  Firjt  Part.  Common  Metre.' 
Original  and  Aftval  Sin  confe/Sd  and  pardon*  £ 
I  T     ORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Diflrefs 
I    j     And  Guilt  before  thine  Eyes ; 
Againft  thy  Laws,  againfl:  thy  Grace 
How  high  my  Crimes  arife  1 

Z  Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  Soul  to  Hell, 
And  crufh  my  Flefh  to  Duft, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  Vengeance  well. 
And  Earth  mult  own  it  juft. 

j  I  from  the  Stock  of  Adam  came, 
Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
AH  my  Original  is  Shame, 
And  all  my  Nature  Sin. 

4  Born  in  a  World  of  Guilt  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  Breath  ; 
And  as  my  Days  advanc'd  I  grew 
A  jufler  Prey  for  Death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  Soul 

With  thy  forgiving  Love  ; 

O  make  my  broken  Spirit  whole 

And  bid  my  Pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart", 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  Face  ;  / 

F  Create  / 


H4  Psalm    LI. 

Create  anew  my  vicious  Heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  Grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  Mercy  known 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  ; 
Backfiiders  fhall  addrefs  thy  Throne, 

And  turn  to  God  again. 
Psalm  LI.  T4-»i7»  2,d  Part.  Common  Metre* 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Chrift. 
i   /^\God  of  Mercy,  hear  my  Call, 
\^J     My  Loads  of  Guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating  Wall 

That  bars  me  from  thy  Loye. 

z  Give  me  the  Prefence  of  thy  Grace, 
Then  my  rejoicing  Tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  Right  eoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  Praife  my  Song. 

'3  Ho  Blood  of  Goats,  nor  Heifer  Ilain 
For  Sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  Death  of  Chrijl  fhall  fiill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  Soul  oppreft  with  Sin's  Defert 
My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  ; 
A  humble  Groan,  a  broken  Heart 
Is  our  beft  Sacrifice. 

Psalm    LIII.  4- — 6. 
ViSl cry  and  Deliverance  from  Verfecution* 
I     K   RE  all  the  Foes  of  Sion  Fools, 
X"\.     Who  thus  devour  her  Saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  Complaints  ? 

z  £hey  fhall  be  feifc'd  with  fad  Surprize ;   . 
For  God's  revenging  Arm 

tatters 


Psalm     LV,  i  i  j 

Scatters  the  Bones  of  them  that  rife 
To  do  his  Children  Harm. 

3  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Satan  boafi: 
Of  Armies  in  Array  ; 
When  God  has  firft  defpis'd  their  Hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  Prey. 

'4  O  for  a  Word  from  Shn's  King 
Ker  Captives  to  refiore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  his  Tribes  fhall  fing, 
And  yudab  weep  no  more. 

Psalm  LV,  1—8,16,17,18,22.  Com, Metre, 
Support  for  the  afflitfed  and  tempted  &>#/, 

f   f~\  Cod,  my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries, 
V^/     Behold  my  flowing  Tears, 
For  Earth  and  Hell  my  Hurc.devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  Fears. 

2,  Their  Rage  is  levell'd  at  my  Life, 
My  Soul  with  Guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  Thoughts  with  inward  Strife 
To  fhake  my  Hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  Pain  my  Heart-firings  found, 

I  groan  with  every  Breath  ; 
Horror  and  Fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  Dove, 

And  Innocence  had  Wings  ; 
Td  fly,  and  make  a  long  Remove 
From  all  thefe  reftleiTs  Things. 

$  Let  me  to  fome  wild  Defart  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  Home, 
Where  Storms  of  Malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

F  i  (Vail 


1 1 6  Psalm    L  V. 

6  Vain  Hopes,  and  vain  Inventions  all 

To  Tcape  the  Rage  of  Hell! 
The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 

Pause. 

7  By  Morning  Light  I'll  feek  his  F&ce, 

At  Noon  repeat  my  Cry, 
The  Night  {hall  hear  me  ask  his  Grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  fhall  preferve  my  Soul  from  Fear, 

Or  fhield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thoufand  Angels  muft  appear 
If  He  command  their  Aid. 

g  I  cafi  my  Burdens  on  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  fultains  them  all ; 
My  Courage  refts  upon  his  Word 
That  Saints  ihall  never  fall. 

10  My  highefl  Hopes  ihall  not  be  vain, 
My  Lips  fhall  fpread  his  Praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  Men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  Days. 

Psalm  LV.  Ver.  i$,  i65 17,  io,zi.  ShortMetre. 
Dangerous  Vrofperity  \  or,  Daily  Demotions  encouraged. 
1   T     ET  Sinners  take  their  Courfe, 

J /  And  chufe  the  Road  to  Death  ; 

But  in  the  Worfhip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  Breath. 

z  My  Thoughts  addrefs  Ins. Throne 

When  Morning  brings  the  Light ; 
I  feek  hisBleiling  every  Noon, 

And  pay  my  Vows  at  Night. 


Psalm    LVI.  117 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  Cries^ 
O  my  eternal  God, 

While  Sinners  periih  in  Surprize 
Beneath  thine  angry  Rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  Eafe, 
And  no  fad  Changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear  nor  trull  thy  Name* 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  Will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  Cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord, 

I'll  caft  my  Burdens  on  his  Arm 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

^5  His  Arm  {hall  wejl  fufiam 

The  Children  of  his  Love  ; 
The  Ground  on  which  their  Safety  flands 

No  earthly  Power  can  move. 

Psalm  LVI. 

Deliverance  from  Oppreffion  and  Talfhood;  or,  God's  Care 
of  his  People  m  Anfwer  to  Faith  and  Prayer. 

I   /^\  Thou  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on  high3 
\^y     And  makes  thv  Oppreflbr  ceafe. 
Behold  how  envious  Sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  Peace  ! 

The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies 

Join  to  devour  me,   Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  Dangers  rife 
-     My  Refuge  is  thy  Word. 

In  God  moft  holy,  jufl  and  true 

I  have  repos'd  my  Tru.fr ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Fiefh  can  do, 

The  Offspring  of  the  Duft. 

F  5  4  They 


3 1 8  Psalm    L VI. 

4  They  wreA  my  Words  to  Mifchief  ftill, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  Fau'ts  ; 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  Counfels  fill, 
And  Malice  all  their  Thoughts, 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  Frown  ? 

Muft  their  Devices  Aand  ? 
O  call  the  haughty  Sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  Hand  ! 

Pause. 

6  God  counts  the  Sorrows  of  his  Saints, 

Their  Groans  affed  his  Ears  ; 
Thou  haft  a  Book  for  my  Complaints^ 
A  Bottle  for  my  Tears. 

7  When  to  thy  Throne  I  raife  my  Cry, 

The  Wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwifc  is  Prayer  to  reach  the  Sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

8  In.  Thee,  mo  A  holy,  juft  and  true> 

I  have  repos'd  my  TruA  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Man  can  do^ 
TUq  Cfispring  of  the  DuA. 

9  Thy  folemn  Vows  are  on  me,  Lord> 

Thou  fnak  receive  my  Praife; 
I'll  fing,  How  faithful k  thy  Word', 
How  righteous,  all  thy  Ways  I 

io  Thou  haA  fecur'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 
O  fet  thy  Pris'ner  free, 
*That  Heart  and  Hand,  and  Life  and  Breath- 
May  be  employ'd  for  Thee. 


P  S  A I  M 


Psalm    LVII.  119 

Psalm    LVII. 
Traife  for  Vroleftion^  Grace  and  Truth, 
I   "]i    \  Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs 
lVa  ®£  boundlefs  Love  and  Grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  [preading  Wings 
Till  the  dark  Cloud  is  overblown. 

i  Up  co  the  Heavens  I  fend   my  Cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  Defires  perform  \ 
He  fends  his  Angel  from  the  Sky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  threatning  Storm, 

■  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  Power  on  Larch  be  known  abroad, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

4  My  Heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  Song  (hall  raife 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  Name  \ 
Awake,  my  TLngue,  to  found  his  Praile, 
My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  Earth  his  Mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  S^y  ; 

His  Truth  to  endlefs  Years  remains, 
When  lower  Worlds  diflblve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  Heav'ns  where  Angels  dwell; 
Thy  Power  on  Earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

Psalm  LVIII.     As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 
Warning  to  Magiftrates. 

1     [Udges,  who  rule  the  World  by  Laws, 
J  Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  Caufe, 

When  th*  injur' d  Poor  before  you  fiandf  ? 

F  4  Dare 


c 


1 20  Psalm    LVIII. 

Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  Poor, 
And  let  rich  Sinners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  Gold  and  Greatnefs  bribe  your  Hands? 

z  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  Judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  Heavens  his  Jullice  reigns  ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  Rights  of  God, 
And  fend  your  bold  Decrees  abroad 

To  bind  the  Confcience  in  your  Chains. 

3  A  poifond  Arrow  is  your  Tongue, 
The  Arrow  {harp,  the  Poifon  hrong, 

And  Death  attends  where-e'er  it  wounds : 
You  hear  no  Counfels,  Cries  or  Tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  Adder  flops  her  Ears 

Aoamft  the  Pow'r  of  charming  Sounds* 

4  Break  out  their  Teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  Teeth  of  Lions  dy'd  in  Blood  ; 

And  crufh  the  Serpents  in  the  Duft  : 
As  empty  Chaff,  when  Whirlwinds  rife3 
Before  the  fweeping  Tempeft  flies. 

So  let  their  Hopes  and  Names  be  loih 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  Sky, 
Their  Grandeur  melts,  their  Titles  dic^ 

As  Hills  of  Snow  diOTolve  and  run, 
Or  Snails  that  perifh  in  their  Slime, 
Or  Births  that  come  before  their  Time, 

Vain  Births  that  never  fee  the  Sun. 

6  Thus  {hall  the  Vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  Joy  to  Saints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  fhall  join  and  fay, 
cc  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
<c  A  God  that  hears  his  Children  cry, 

cc  And  will  their  Sufferings  well  repay. 

1  PsAim 


Psalm    LX.  121 

Psalm  LX.  r 5,  10 12. 

On  a  Day  of  Humiliation  for  Difappointments  in  War. 
1   T     ORD,  haft  thou  caft  the  Nation  off  ? 

J /     Muft  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  Wrath  ? 
Shall  Mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

l  The  Terror  of  one  Frown  of  thine 
Melts  all  our  Strength  away  \ 
Like  Men  that  totter  drunk  with  Wine, 
We  tremble  in  Difmay. 

3  Great  Britain  fhakes  beneath  thy  Stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  threatning  Hand  ; 
O  heal  the  Ifland  Thou  haft  broke* 
Confirm  the  wav'ring  Land. 

4  Lift  up  a  Banner  in  the  Field 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name ; 

Save  thy  Beloved  with  thy    hield, 

And  put  our 'Foes  to  Shame. 

5  Go  with  our  Armies  to  the  Fight 

Like  a  Confed'rate  God  ; 
In  vain  Confed'rate  PowVs  unite 
Againftthy  lifted  Rod. 

6  Our  Troops  fhall  gain  a  wide  Renown 

By  thine  aflifting  Hand  ; 
'Tis  God  that  treads  the  Mighty  down, 
And  makes  the  Feeble  (land. 

P  s  a  l  m  LXI.   1 6. 

Safety  in  Cod. 

j   \K  7 HEN  overwhelm'd  with  Grief 

V  V       My  Heart  within  me  dies, 
Helplefs  and  far  from  all  Relief 
To  Heaven  I  lift  mine  Eyes. 

F  5  * 


iM  Psalm    LXIL 

z  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  Head, 
And  make  the  Covert  of  thy  Wings 

My  Shelter  and  my  Shade. 

3  Within  thy  Prcfence,  Lord, 
.    For  ever  I'll  abide  ; 

Thou  arc  the  Tower  of  my  Defence^ 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  giveft  me  the  Lot 

Of  thole  that  fear  thy  Name; 
If  end  Ids  Life  be  their  Reward> 
I  fliall  ppifefs  the  fame. 

P*salm  LXII.    5 l*j 

2Sd  Trufl  in  the  Creatures  ;    or,   Faith  in  Divine  Grace 

and  Tower, 

2  ~\   A  Y  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 

xVjL  My  Rock  and  Refuge  is  his  Throne  J 
In  all  my  Fears,  in  all  my  Straits 
My  Soul  on  his  Salvation  waits. 

2,  Truft  him,  ye  Saints,  in  all  your  Ways,. 
Pour  out  your  Hearts  before  his  Face : 
When  Helpers  fail,  and  Foes  invade, 

God  is  our  alHufhcient  Aid. 

j  Falfe  are  the  Men  of  high  Degree, 
The  bafer  Sort  are  Vanity  ; 
Laid  in  the  Balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  Puff  of  empty  Air. 

*  Make  not  increafing  Gold  your  Truft,. 
Nor  fet  your  Heart  on  glittering  Duft  ; 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  Smoke, 
And  sot  believe  what  God  has  fpokc  ? 

5  Ones 


Psalm    LXIIL  123 

5  Once  has  his  awful  Voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  Ears  have  heard, 
<c  All  Power  is  his  eternal  Due  ; 

cc  He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

6  For  Sovereign  Power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  Partner  of  the  Throne  : 
Thy  Grace  and  Juhice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  Reward. 

Psalm  LXIIL  ij  2,  5,  3,  4.    Virjl  Part.  Com.  Mat. 

The  Morning  of  a  Lord's- Day. 

I   T7  Arly,  my  God,  without  Delay, 
tv     I  hafte  to  feek  thy  Face  i 
My  thirfly  Spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  chearing  Grace. 

z  So  Pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  Sand 
Beneath  a  burning  Sky 
Long  for  a  cooling  Stream  at  hand 
And  they  muft  drink  or  die. 

3  Tve  feen  thy  Glory  and  thy  Pow'r 

Thro'  all  thy  Temple  fhine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  Hour,. 
That  Vifion  fo  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  BlefUngs  of  a  Feafl 

Can  pleafe  my  Soul  fo  well 

As  when  thy  richer  Grace  I  tafte, 

And  in  thy  Prefence  dwell. 

$  Not  Life  it  felf  with  all  her  Joys 
Can  my  beft  Paffions  move, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  chearful  Voice 
As  thy  forgiving  Love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  Day 
ril  blefs  my  God  and  King  3. 

Thus 


124  Psalm    LX11L 

Thus  will  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 
.    And  tune  my  Lips  to  fing. 

Psalm  LXIII.6 — 10.  Second  Part.  Common  Met, 

Midnight  Thoughts  recolk&ed. 

j  '  HpWAS  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night 
±       I  thought  upon  thy  Pow'r, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  Face  in  Sight 
Amidft  the  darkeft  Hour. 

2  My  Flefh  lay  refting  on  my  Bed, 
My  Soul  aiofe  on  high; 
u  My  Gtdy  my  Life,  my  Hope ,  Iftidj 
"  Bring  thy  Salvation  nigh.. 

3  My  Spirit  labours  up  thine  Hill,. 

And  climbs  the  heavenly  Road  ; 
'  But  thy  Right-hand  upholds  me  {till, 
While  1  purfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  Mercy  flretches  o'er  my  Head 

The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings ; 
My  Heart  rejoices  in  thine  Aid, 
My  Tongue  awakes  and  fings. 

5  But  the  Deftroyers  of  my  Peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain; 
The  Tempter  fball  for  ever  ceafe, 
And  all  my  Sins  be  flain, 

6  Thy  Sword  fhall  give  my  Foes  to  Deaths 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  Caverns  of  the  Earth, 
Or  to  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 


PSAIM 


1JSALM     J^Alil.  I2J 

Psalm  LXIII.     Long  Metre, 

Longwg  after  God',  or,    The  Love  of  Cod  better  than 
Life. 

1  /^>  Reat  God,  indulge  my  humble  Claim, 
\JT  Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft  ; 
The  Glories  that  compofe  thy  Name 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft* 

2  Thou  Great  and.  Good,  thou  Juft  and  Wife,, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  by  facred  Ties ; 

Thy  Son,  thy  Servant  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  Saints,  and  feek  thy  Face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  Glory  there, 

And  felt  the  Power  of  fovereign  Grace. 

5  Not  Fruits  nor  Wines  that  tempt  our  Tafte, 
Nor  all  the  Joys  our  Senfes  know. 

Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  chearful  Paffion  fo. 

6  My  Life  it  felf  without  thy  Love 
No  Tafte  of  Pleafure  could  afford  ; 
'Twould  but  a  tirefbme  Burd  en  prove^ 
If  I  were  banifti'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
When  bufy  Cares  airlift  my  Head, 

One  Thought  of  Thee  gives  new  Delight; 
And  adds  Refrefhment  to  my  Bed. 


125  Psalm   LXIII. 

8  I'll  life  my  Hands,  PI]  raife  my  Voice, 
While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  or  praife  * 
This  Work  fhall  make  my  Heart  rejoice,. 
And  lpend  the  Remnant  of  my  Days. 

Psalm  LXIII,     Short  Metre. 
Seeking  God. 

1   A  A  ^  Goc^  Perm*c  my  Tongue 
1V1    This  Joy,  to  call  Thee  mine  ; 

And  let  .my  early  Cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divine. 

Z  My  thirfty  fainting  Soul 

Thy  Mercy  does  implore;, 
Not  Travellers  in  Defart  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  quick'ning  Grace. 

4  For  Life  without  thy  Love 
No  Relifh  can  afford  ; 

No  Joy  can  be  compar'd  with  th% 
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  at  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  Spirit  flies.,. 


Ana 


Psalm    LX V,  i  i% 

And  on  thy  watchful  Providence 
My  chearful  Hope  relies. 

8  The  Shadow  of  thy  Wingi 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keeps ! 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leadi 

And  he  fupports  my  Steps. 

;  P  s  a  l  m  LXV.     i~5.    thfl  Part.    Lor.g  Metre, 
Publick  Prayer  and  Praife. 

1  ^TpHE  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee, 

J^       My  God  :   And  Praife  becomes  thy  Houfe  j 
There  (hall  thy  Saints  thy  Glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  publick  Vows. 

2  O  Thou,  whofe  Mercy  bends  the  Skies 
To  fave,  when  humble  Sinners  pray  ; 
All  Lands  to  Thee  fhall  lift  their  Eyes, 
And  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea. 

5  Againft  my  Will  my  Sins  prevail, 

But  Grace  {hall  purge  away  their  Stain  y 
The  Blood  of  Chrift  will  never  fail, 
To  wafh  my  Garments  white  again. 

a  Bleft  is  the  Man  whom  thou  fhak  chufe 
And  give  him  kind  Accefs  to  Thee  \ 
Give  him  a  Place  within  thy  Houfe, 
To  cafte  thy  Love  divinely  free. 

Pa  u  se. 

5  Let  Balel  fear  when  Sion  prays ; 
Babe^  prepare  for  long  Diftrefs, 
When  sions  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  Terror  and  in  Righteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  Glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflitted  Saints  requefb 


1 28  Psalm    LX  V. 

And  with  Almighty  Wrath  reveals 
His  Love  to  give  his  Churches  Reft. 

7  Then  fhall  the  flocking  Nations  run 
To  Sions  Hill,  and  own  their  Lord ;. 
The  riling  and  the  fetting  Sun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  Name  ador'd. 

Psalm   LXV.  $ — 13.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Divine  Providence  in  Airy  Earth  and  Sea  \  or,  The 
Cod  of  Nature  and  Grace. 

1  ^"p<HE  God  of  our  Salvation  hears 

±    The  Groans  of  Si  on  mix'd  with  Tears ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  Defigns, 
Thro'  all  the  Way  his  Terror  fhines. . 

2  On  him  the  Race  of  Man  depends, 
Far  as  the  Earth's  remoteft  Ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  Name  is  known 
By  Nature's  feeble  Light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  Flood1 
Addrefs  their  frighted  Souls  to  God, 
When  Tempefts  rage,  and  Billows  roar 
At  dreadful  Diftance  from  the  Shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  Tempeft  ceafe ; 
He  calms  the  raging  Crowd  to  Peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  Nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  Winds,  and  loud  as  Waves. 

5  Whole  Kingdoms  fhaken  by  the  Storm 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  Form  ^ 
Mountains  eftablifh'd  by  his  Hand 
Firm  on  their  old  Foundations  (land. 


6  Behold  his  Enfigns  fweep  the  Sky, 
New  Comets  blaze,  and  Lightnings  fly ; 


3P* 


Psalm    LXV.  I2p 

The  Heathen  Lands  with  fwifc  Surprize, 
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  Sun's  declining  Wheels 
Over  the  Tops  of  Wepern  Hills. 

8  Seafons  and  Times  obey  his  Voice  ; 
The  Evening  and  the  Morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  Earth  made  fofc  with  Showers^ 
Laden  with  Pruic  and  dreft  in  Flowers. 

9  *Tis  from  his  watry  Stores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirfty  Ground  Supply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  Clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  Drops  difpenfe. 

•10  The  Defart  grows  a  fruitful  Field, 
Abundant  Food  the  Valleys  yield  ; 
The  Valleys  (hout  with  chearful  Voice, 
And  neighb'ring  Hills  repeat  their  Joys. 

1 1  The  Paftures  fmile  in  green  Array, 
There  Lambs,  and  larger  Cattle  play  ; 
The  larger  Cattle  and  the  Lamb, 
Each  in  his  Language  fpeaks  thy  Name. 

iz  Thy  Works  pronounce  thy  Power  divine;; 
O'er  every  Field  thy  Glories  fhine  ; 
Thro5  every  Month  thy  Gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God,  thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year. 

Psalm   LXV.     Firfi  Part.     Common  Metre. 
A  Prayer-bearing  God,  and  the  Gentiles  called. 
i   T^Raife  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  Thee  ; 
J[       There  fhall  our  Vows  be  paid  \ 
Thou  haft  an  Ear  when  Sinners  pray. 
All  Flefafnaii  feck  thine  Aid/ 

z  Lord, 


ijo  Psalm    LXV. 

Z  Lord,  our  Iniquities  prevail, 

But  pardoning  Grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  Power  and  Skill 
To  conquer  every  Sin. 

'3  Blefs'd  are  the  Men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 
To  bring  them  near  thy  Face, 
Give  them  a  Dwelling  in  thine  Houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  Grace. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  Church  requefts, 
Thy  Truth  and  Terror  ihine, 
And  Works  of  dreadful  Righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  Defign. 

"5  Thus  fliall  the  wond'ring  Nations  fee 
The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diftant  Illands  fly  to  Thee, 
And  make  thy  Name  their  Trufr. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  Tokens,  Lord, 
When  Signs  m  Heaven  appear ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  Word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

Psalm  LTV.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  Providence  of  God  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  ;   or,  Tie 


BkJJlng  of  Rain. 


I  'HT*IS  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  ftand, 
X       God  of  eternal  Power  ; 
The  Sea  grows  calm  at  thy  Command, 
And  Tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2,  Thy  Morning-Light  and  Evening-Shade 
Succeflive  Comforts  bring  : 
Thy  plenteous  Fruits  make  Harveft  glad, 
Thy  Flow'rs  adorn  the  Spring. 


5  SeafoRS 


Psalm    LXV.  131 

$  Seafons  and  Times.,  and  Moons  and  Hours3 
Heaven,  Earth  and  Air  are  thine  ; 
When  Clouds  difiil  in  fruitful  Show'rs, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand'ring  Citterns  in  the  Sky 

Born  by  the  Winds  around, 
With  watry  Treafures  well  fupply 
The  Furrows  of  the  Ground. 

5  The  thirfty  Ridges  drink  their  Fill, 

And  Ranks  of  Corn  appear  ; 
Thy  Ways  abound  with  BlefTmgs  Rill, 
Thy  Goodneis  crowns  the  Year. 

Psalm  LXV.     Third  Part.     Common  Metre, 

The  Bkjfmgs  of  the  Spring  ;  or,  God  gives  Kairh 

A  Pfalm  for  the  Husbandman. 

I   /">OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King^ 
V_J     Who  makes  the  Earth  his  Care, 
Vita  the  Paftures  every  Spring, 
And  bids  the  Grafs  appear. 

z  The  Clouds,  like  Rivers  rais'd   on  high, 
Pour  out  at  thy  Command 
Their  watry  BleiTings  from  the  Sky, 
To  chear  the  thirity  Land. 

5  The  foft'ned  Ridges  of  the  Field 
Permit  the  Corn  to  fpring  : 
The  Valleys  rich  Proviiion  yield,. 
And  the  poor  Labourers  ling. 

4  The  little  Hills  on  ev'ry  Side 
Rejoice  at  falling  Show'rs  t 
The  Meadows  drefs'd  in  all  their  Pride 
Perfume  the  Air  with  Flow'rs. 

1  Th£ 


132  Psalm    LXVL 

5  The  barren  Clods  refrefh'd  with  Raia 

Promife  a  joyful  Crop  ; 
The  parching  Grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raife  the  Reaper's  Hope. 

6  The  various  Months  thy  Goodneft  crowns ; 

How  bounteous  are  thy  Ways  ? 
The  bleating  Flocks  fpread  o'er  the  Downs,, 
And  Shepherds  fhout  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  LXVI.     Firft  Part. 

Governing  Power  and  Goodnefs  ;  or,  Our  Grace  tried  ly 
Afflictions* 

}  OING,  all  ye  Nations,  to  the  Lord, 
^     Sing  with  a  joyful  Noife  ; 
With  Melody  of  Sound  record 
His  Honours  and  your  Joys*. 

Z  Say  to  the  Power  that  fhakes  the  Sky, 
"  How  terrible  art  Thou  1 
cc  Sinners  before  thy  Prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  Feet  they  bow. 

3  [Come,  fee  the  Wonders  of  our  God, 

How  glorious  are  his  Ways ! 
In  Mofes  Hand  he  puts  his  Rod* 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  Seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  Channel  dry, 

While  IfraelipzRd  the  Flood'; 
There  did  the  Church  begin  their  Joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God,] 

5  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  Might : 

Will  Rebel  Mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  Fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  War  I 

6  O 


Psalm    LX  VI.  i  J  3 

6  O  blefs  our  God,   and  never  ceafe ; 

Yc  Saints,  fulfil  his  Praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  Life,  maintains  our  Peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  Ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuffering  Souls, 

To  make  our  Graces  fhine  ; 
So  Silver  bears  the  burning  Coals 
The  Metal  to  refine. 

8  Thro'  watry  Deeps  and  fiery  Ways 

We  march  at  thy  Command, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  Place 
By  thine  unerring  Hand. 

Psalm  LXVI.  13 — zo     Second  Part. 
Praife  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 
1   'VlOW  {hall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid 
JJ^      To  that  Almighty  Power 
That  heard  the  long  Requefts  I  made 
In  my  diftrefsful  Hour. 

z  My  Lips  and  chearful  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  Sorrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heavenly  Aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  Soul  from  Hell, 
And  Death's  eternal  Shade. 

4  If  Sin  lay  cover' d  in  my  Heart 

While  Pray'r  employ'd  my  Tongue, 
The  Lord  had  ftiewn  me  no  Regard, 
Nor  I  his  Praifes  lung. 


5  But  God  (  his  Name  be  ever  bleft  ) 
Has  fee  my  Spirit  free ; 


Nor 


i 34  Psalm    LXVIL 

Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  Requeft, 
Nor  turn'd  his  Heart  from  me. 

Psalm    LXVII. 
The  Nations  Profperhy,  and  the  Church's  Increafe. 

1  OHine,  mighty  God,  on  Britain  fhine 
^     With  Beams  of  heavenly  Grace  ; 
Uteveal  thy  Power  thro'  all  our  Coafts, 

*And  fhew  thy  foiling  Face, 

2  [Amidft  our  Ifle  exalted  high 

Do  thou  our  Glory  ftand, 
And  like  a  Wall  of  Guardiaa  Fire 
Surround  the  Favourite  Land.] 

rg  When  fhall  thy  Name  from  Shore  to  Shore 
Sound  all  the  Earth  abroad, 
And  diftant  Nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

%  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
Sing  loud  with  folemn  Voice  ; 
\Vhile  Britifi  Tongues  exalt  his  Praife, 
And  Britifi  Hearts  rejoice. 

r|  He  the  great  Lord,  the  fovereign  Judge, 
That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
Wifeiy  commands  the  Worlds  he  made 
In  Juftice  and  in  Love. 

6  Earth  fhall  obey  her  Maker's  Will, 

And  yield  a  full  Increafe  : 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  Ifle 
With  Fruitfulnefs  and  Peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  Favours  here,    ; 
While  the  Creation's  utmoft  Bound 
Shall  fee,  adore  and  fear. 

Psalm 


Psalm    LXVIII.  135 

Psalm  LXVIII.  Firji  Part.  Ver,  1—6,  3z — 35. 

The  Vengeance  and  Companion  of  Cod, 

1  T     ET  God  arife  in  all  his  Might, 

P    j   And  put  the  Troops  of  Hell  to  flight  ; 
As  Smoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  Skies 
Before  the  rifing  Tempeft  flies. 

1  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  Flames; 
Juftice  and  Vengeance  are  his  Names  : 
Behold  his  fainting  Foes  expire 
Like  melting  Wax  before  the  Fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  thro*  the  Sky  ; 
His  Name  Jehovah  founds  on  high, 
Sing  to  his  Name,  ye  Sons  of  Grace  ; 
Ye  Saints,  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  Pris'ners  fee  the  Light  again  : 
But  Rebels  that  difpute  his  Will 

Shall  dwell  in  Chains  and  Darknefs  flilL 

Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  Thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  Nations,  in  your  Song  : 
His  wondrous  Names  and  Pow'rs  rehearfe  ; 
His  Honours  fhall  enrich  your  Verfe. 

7  He  {hakes  the  Heavens  with  loud  Alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  Arms  ! 

In  IJrael  are  his  Mercies  known^ 
Ifrael  is  his  peculiar  Throne. 

1  8  Pro- 


i jtf        Psalm    LXVIII. 

8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft ; 
He's  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Reft  ; 
When  Terrors  rife,  and  Nations  faint, 
God  is  the  Strength  of  every  Saint. 

P  s  a  L  m   LXVIII.    Second  Part.     Ver.  1 7,  1 8. 
Chrifts  Afcenfiony  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 
[i  T     ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
I    J  Ten  Thoufand  Angels  fill'd  the  Sky  ; 
Thofe  heavenly  Guards  around  Thee  wait, 
Like  Chariots  that  attend  thy  State. 

2,  Not  Sinai's  Mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
WhileTie  pronounced  his  dreadful  Law, 
And  ftrook  the  chofen  Tribes  with  Awe. 

rj  How  bright  the  Triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  Powers  of  Hell, 
That  thoufand  Souls  had  Captive  made, 
^Were  all  in  Chains  like  Captives  led. 

5  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  Throne 
He  fent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  Gifts  and  Grace  for  Rebel-Men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  Earth  again. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  Third  Part.  Ver.  1 9,  9,  20,  2 1, 2, U 

Vraife  for  Temporal  Bkjfwgs ;   or,  Common  and  [pedal 
Mercies. 

1  T7T  7E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the  Good, 

V  V    Who  fills  our  Hearts  with  Joy  and  Food  1 
Who  pours  his  Bleffings  from  the  Skies, 
And  loads  our  Days  with  rich  Supplies. 

2  He  fends  the  Sun  his  Circuit  round, 
JTo  chear  the  Fruits,  to  warm  the  Ground  : 

He 


Psalm    LXIX.  ij7 

He  bids  the  Clouds  with  plenteous  Ram 
Refrefh  the  thirfly  Earch  again. 

$  Tis  to  his  Care  we  owe  our  Breath, 
And  all  our  near  Efcapes  from  Death  : 
Safety  and  Health  to  God  belong  ; 
He  heals  the  Weak,  and  guards  the  Strong. 

4  He  makes  the  Saint  and  Smner  prove 
The  common  Bleflings  of  his  Love  ; 
But  the  wide  Difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  Joy  or  endlefs  Pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  Serpent's  Head 
Oh  all  the  Serpent's  Seed  fliall  tread, 
The  ftubborn  Sinner's  Hope  confound. 
And  finite  him  with  a  lafting  Wound. 

6  But  his  Right-hand  his  Saints  fliall  raife 
From  the  deep  Earth,  or  deeper  Seas ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  Courts  above, 
There  fliall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  Love. 

Psalm  LXIX,  i — 14.  FirftPart.  Common  Metre, 
The  Sufferings  of  Chrift/cr  our  Salvation. 

f  "  QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fretting  Floods 
^     "  Break  in  upon  my  Soul : 
€c  I  fink  ;  and  Sorrows  o'er  my  Head 
cc  Like  mighty  Waters  roll, 

z  cc  I  cry  till  all  my  Voice  be  gone, 
iC  In  Tears  I  wafte  the  Day  ; 
cc  My  God,  behold  my  longing  Eyes, 
<c  And  ftiorten  thy  Delay. 

3  <c  They  tiate  my  Soul  without  a  Caufe, 
cc  And  ftill  their  Number  grows, 
"  More  than  the  Hairs  around  my  Head* 
5*  And  mighty  are  my  Foes. 

G  4  « 'Tws* 


i?8  Psalm    LXIX. 

4  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  Debt 
"  That  Men  could  never  pay, 
<c  And  gave  thofe  Honours  to  thy  Law 
"  Which  Sinners  took  away. 

.$  Thus  in  the  great  Mejpah's  Name 
The  royal  Prophet  mourns ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  Hearts  to  Grie£ 
And  gives  us  Joy  by  turns. 

£  £c  Now  (hall  the  Saints  rejoice  and  find 
"  Salvation  in  my  Name, 
€C  For  I  have  born  their  heavy  Load 
*c  Of  Sorrow,  Pain  and  Shame. 

7  **  Grief  like  a  Garment  cloath'd  me  round, 

M  And  Sackcloth  was  my  Drefs, 
*c  While  I  procur'd  for  naked  Souls 
A  Robe  of  Righteoufnefs. 

8  *  Amongft  my  Brethren  and  the  Jtws 

<c  I  like  a  Stranger  flood, 
<c  And  bore  their  vile  Reproach,  to  bring 
"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  *c  I  came  in  finful  Mortals  Stead 

"  To  do  my  Father's  Will ; 
u  Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  Houfe, 
"  They  fcandahVd  my  Zeal. 

io  cc  My  Fading  and  my  holy  Groans 
*  Were  made  the  Drunkard's  Song; 
<c  But  God  from  his  celeftial  Throne 
"  Heard  my  complaining  Tongue. 

1 1  <c  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  Deep, 
fi  Nor  let  my  Soul  be  drown'd  ; 
**  He  rais'd  and  flx'd  my  (inking  Feet 
f4  On  well-eftablifh'd  Ground. 


ia<c  Twai 


Psalm     LXIX,  139 

II  **  *Twas  in  a  mod  accepted  Hour 
cc  My  Pray'r  arofe  on  high, 
<*  And  for  my  fake  my  Go  J  (hall  hear 
"  The  dying  Sinner's  Cry. 

Psalm  LXIX.  14—21,16,29,31.  Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

The  Vajfion  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 

I    X  TOW  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 
J^^      And  mournful  Pieafure  hng 
The  Sufferings  of  our  great  High-PrieiT, 
The  Sorrows  of  our  King. 

i  He  finks  in  Floods  of  deep  Diftrefs ; 
How  high  the  Waters  rife  i 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  Ear 
He  fends  perpetual  Cries. 

j  u  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 
**  Nor  hide  thy  fhining  Face  ; 
<c  Why  fhould  thy  Favourite  look  like  One 
*c  For  fake  n  of  thy  Grace  ? 

4  <c  With  Rage  they  perfecute  the  Man 
<c  That  groans  beneath  thy  Wound, 
<c  While  for  a  Sacrifice  I  pour 
"  My  Life  upon  the  Ground. 

^  u  They  tread  my  Honour  to  the  Duft, 
a  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
u  Their  {harp  infulting  Slanders  add 
"  Frefh  Anguifh  to  my  Pain* 

<J  a  All  my  Reproach  is  known  to  Thee, 
u  The  Scandal  and  the  Shame ; 
"  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  Heart, 
44  And  Lies  detil'd  my  Name, 


Gi  7 


U      T 


140  Psalm    LXIX, 

7  cc  I  look'd  for  Pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

<c  My  Kindred  are  my  Grief; 
u  I  ask  my  Friends  for  Comfort  i*ound, 
c<  But  meet  with  no  Relief. 

8  cc  With  Vinegar  they  mock  my  Thirft, 

<*  They  give  me  Gall  for  Food  ; 
<c  And  fporting  with  my  dying  Groans 
They  triumph  in  my  Blood. 

9  <c  Shine  in  to  my  diftreffed  Soul, 

u  Let  thy  Companions  fave  ; 
"  And  tho'  my  Flefh  fink  down  to  Death, 
<c  Redeem  it  from  the  Grave. 

io   cc  I  fhall  arife  to  praife  thy  Name, 
cc  Shall  reign  in  Worlds  unknown, 
"  And  thy  Salvation,  O  my  God, 
iC  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  Throne. 

Psalm   LXIX.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Chrift'j  Obedience  trd  Death  ;  or,  Cod  glorifed  and 
Sinners  faved. 

i  THAther,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  Grace, 
J^      I  blef>  my  Saviours  Name, 
He  bought  Salvation  for  the  Poor, 
And  bore  the  Sinner's  Shame. 

z  His  deep  Diftrefs  has  raised  us  high, 
His  Duty  and  his  Zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  Law  which  Mortals  broke, 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  Will. 

3  His  dying;  Groans,  his  living  Songs 
Shall  setter  pleafe  my  God 
Than  Harp  or  Trumpet's  folemn  Sound,. 
Than  Goats  or  Bullocks  Blood. 

4  This 


Psalm    LXIX.  141 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  Followers  fee, 
And  let  their  Hearts  at  refl  ; 
They  by  bis  Death  draw  near  to  Thee, 
.  And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

$  Let  Heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  hi^h 
To  God  their  Voices  raife, 
While  Lands  and  Seas  aifiit  the  Sky, 
And  join  t  advance  the  Praife. 

C  Zion  is  thine,  Mo.1  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  (hall  blefs  her  Gates ; 
And  Glory  purchas'd  by  his  Blood 
For  thy  own  Jfrael  waits. 

P  s  a  l  m  LXIX.  Virjl  Part.    Long  Merit. 
Chrifw  fajport)  and  Sifmeri  Sanaihrf. 

I    T""*VEEP  in  our  Heartslet  us  record 
JL/  The  deeper  Sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
Beheld  the  rifing  Billows  roil 
To  overwhelm  hk  holy  Soul. 

■Z  In  long  Complaints  he  fpends  his  Breath, 
While  Hofts  of  Hell,  and  Powers  of  Death, 
And  all  the  Sons  of  Malice  join 
To  execute  their  curft  Defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  Power  and  Love 
Has  made  the  Curfe  a  BleiTing  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  Sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  Sins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  Pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  Honours  of  thy  Law  refior'd  : 
His  Sorrows  made  thy  Juftice  known, 
And  paid  for  Follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  Sake  our  Guilt  forgive, 
And  Jet  the  mourning  Sinner  five  : 

G  3  The 


142  Psalm    LXIX. 

The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  Name, 
Nor  flialiour  Hope  be  turn'd  to  Shame. 

Psalm  LXIX.  v.  7,  &c.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
ChrirV/  Sufferings  and  Zeal 

1  vnpWAS  for  thy  Sake,  eternal  God, 

1      Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  Load 
Of  bafe  Reproach  and  fore  Difgrace, 
And  Shame  defied  his  facred  Face. 

2  The  feivsy  his  Brethren  and  his  Kin, 
Abus'd  the  Man  that  check'd  their  Sin  : 
While  he  fulfili'd  thy  holy  Laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  Caufe. 

3  [My  Father  s  Houfe,  faid  he,  was  made 
A  Place  for  Worfhip^  not  for  Trade  ? 

Then  fcattering  all  their  Gold  and  Braft, 
He  fcourg  d  the  Merchants  from  the  Place,! 

4  [Zeal  for  the  Temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  Life,   expos'd  his  Blood  : 
Reproaches  at  thy  Glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.  J 

5  [His  Friends  forfbok,  his  Followers  fled,. 
While  Foes  and  Armsfurround  his  Head  ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fland'rous  Tongue, 
And  the  falfe  Judge  maintains  the  WrongJ 

6  His  Life  they  load  with  hateful  Lies, 
And  charge  his  Lips  with  Blafphemies ; 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  Tree  ; 
There  hung  the  Man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  [Wretches  with  Hearts  as  hard  as  Stones 
Infult  his  Piety  and  Groans  ; 

Gall  was  the  Food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  Thirft  with  Vinegar,] 

8  But 


PSAL   M     LXXI.  I43 

2  But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his  Throne 
Marks  out  the  Men  that  hate  his  Son  ; 
The  Hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Shall  pour  the  Vengeance  on  their  Head. 

Psalm    LXXI.     5 9.    Frf  Part. 

The  Aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope. 

1  A    \  Y  God,  my  everlalting  Hope, 
xVjL     *  Bvc  upon  thy  Truth  ; 

Thine  Hands  have  held  my  Childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  ail  my  Youth. 

2  My  Flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  Power, 

With  all  thefe  Limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  Mother's  painful  Hour- 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  Life  new  Wonders  feen 

Repeated  ev'ry  Year ; 
Behold  my  Days  that  yet  remain, 
I  truft  them  to  thy  Care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  Srrength  decline*. 

When  hoary  Hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  Glory  fhine 
When-e'er  thy  Servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  Hiflory  of  my  Age, 

When  Men  review  my  Days, 
They'll  read  thy  Love  in  ev'ry  Page, 
In  ev'ry  Line  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  LXXI.  15, 14, 16, 15,12,  24.  Second  Part. 
Chrift  our  Strength  and  Righteoufnefs, 

r  A    /J  Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
1 XX     When  I  begin  thy" Praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  Numbers  end, 
The  Numbers  of  thy  Grace  \ 

G4  *Thou- 


144  Psalm    LXXL 

2.  Thou  art  my  everlafHng  Truft, 
Thy  Goodnefs  I  adore  ? 
Aad  fince  I  knew  thy  Graces  firft 
I  fpeak  thy  Glories  more, 

3  My  Feet  fhall  travel  all  the  Length 

Of  the  celeflial  Road, 
And  march  wirh  Courage  in  thy  Strength 
To  fee  my  Father-God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  Diftrefs 

For  fbme  furprizHig  Sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  Righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  Thineu 

5  Mow  will  my  Lrps  rejoice  to  tell 

The  Victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  Soul  redeem'd  from  Sin  and  Hell 
Shall  thy  Salvation  (ing. 

C  [My  Tongue  fhall  all  the  Day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  : 
His  Death  has  brought  my  Foes  to  Shame, 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  Blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  Powers  ; 
With  this  delightful  Song 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  Hours, 
Nor  think  the  Seafon  long.] 

Psalm  LXXL    17 ^.     Third  Part. 

jle  aged  Chvijllans  Prayer  and  Song;  or,  Old-Age, 
Death,  and  the  Refurreftion. 

I    A~>OD  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youth, 
V^  J[     The  Guide  of  all  my  Days, 
1  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  Truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  Ways, 

2,Wik 


Psalm    LXXI.  MS 

z  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  Hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  Heait  ? 
Who  (hall  fliftain  my  finking  Years 
If  God  my  Strength  depart  ? 

j  Let  me  thy  Power  and  Truth  proclaim 
To  the  furviving  Age, 
And  leave  a  Savour  of  thy  Name 
When  I  fhall  quit  the  Stage. 

4  The  Land  of  Silence,  and  of  Death 

Attends  my  next  Remove ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  Remains  of  Breath 
Teach  the  wide  World  thy  Love  I 

Pause. 

5  Thy  Righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  Deeds ; 
Thy  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
And  all  my  Praife  exceeds, 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  Threat'nings  roar. 

And  oft  endur'd  the  Grief  ; 
But  when  thy  Hand  has  preft  me  fore, 
Thy  Grace  was  my  Relied 

7  By  long  Experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fovereign  Power  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  Command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  Grave. 

8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  Duft, 

My  Flefh  fhall  be  thy  Care  ; 
Thefe  withering  Limbs  with  thee  I  Crttft 


C  $  Vrs.i* 


i4d  Fsalm    3LXXIE 

Psalm  LXXII.  Virfi  ParU 
the  Kingdom  o/Chrift. 

1  /*"">Reat  God,  whofe  univerfal  Sway 

\^J  The  Known  and  unknown  Worlds  obey,. 
Now  give  the  Kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  Power,  exalt  his  Throne. 

2  Thy  Sceptre  well  becomes  his  Hands, 
All  Heaven  fubmits  to  his  Commands  i 
His  Juftice  fhall  avenge  the  Poor, 
And  Pride  and  Rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  Power  he  vindicates  the  Juft, 
And  treads  th'  Oppreflbr  in  the  Duft  ; 
His  Worfhipand  his  Fear  (hall  laft, 
Till  Hours  and  Years  and  Time  be  pafto 

4  As  Rain  on  Meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  Influence  down  : 
His  Grace  on  fainting  Souls  diftills, 
Like  heavenly  Dew  on  thirfty  Hills. 

sj  The  Heathen  Lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  Shades  of  over  fpreading  Death 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  Light, 
AndDefarts  bloflbm  at  the  Sight. 

$  The  Saints  {hail  flourifh  in  his  Days, 
Dreft  in  the.  Robes  of  Joy  and  Praife  ; 
Peace  like  a  River  from  his  Throne 
Shall  flow  to  Nations  yet  unknown. 

Psalm   LXXII.    Second  Part. 
ChrW s  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 
2   1  ES  VS  fhall  reign  where  e'er  the  Sun 
y  Does  his  fucceflive  Journeys  run  ; 
His  Kingdom  flretch  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Moons  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

%  z  [Behold 


Psalm    LXXIIL  r4f 

2  [Behold  rhe  Iflands  with  their  Kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  Tribute  brings ; 
From  North  to  South  the  Princes  meet 
To  pay  their  Homage  at  his  Feet. 

3  There  Perjla  gloriourto  behold, 
There  India  fhines  in  EajternGold  \ 
And  barbarous  Nations  ac  his  Word 
Submit  and  bow*  and  own  their  Lord.] 

4  For  him  (hall  endlefs  Pray'r  be  made, 
And  Praifes  throng  to  crown  his  Head  ; 
His  Name  like  fweet  Perfume  fhall  rife 
With  every  Morning  Sacrifice, 

5  People  and  Realms  of  every  Tongue 
Dwell  on  his  Love  wich  fweetek  Song  ; 
And  Infant- Voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  Bleffings  on  his  Name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where-e'er  he  reign5, 
The  Prifbner  leaps  to  lofe  his  Chains, 
The  Weary  find  eternal  Reft, 

And  all  the  Sons  of  Want  are  bleft. 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  Power, 
Death  and  the  Curfe  are  known  no  more ; 
In*  him  the  Tribes  of  Adam  boaft 

More  BleiTmgs  than  their  Father  left. 

8  Let  every  Creature  rife  and  bring, 
Peculiar  Honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  defcend  with  Songs  again, 
And  Earth  repeat  the  long  Amen.J^ 

P  s  a  l  m  LXXIIL    Firft  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Jfflttfed  Saints  happy,  and  profperous  Sinners  turfed. 

3    ^10W  I'm  convine'd,  the  Lord  is  kind 
i,\f    To  Men  of  Heart  fin  cere., 

Yet- 


548  Psalm    LXXIIL 

Yet  once  my  foolifh  Thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  Defpair. 

1  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  Wicked  thrive, 
And  fpokewith  angry  Breath, 
i(  How  plcafant  and  profane  they  live ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  Death  ! 

3  "  With  well-fed  Flefli  and  haughty  Eyes 

<c  They  lay  their  Fears  to  fleep; 
u  Againft  the  Heavens  their  Slanders  rife^ 
cc  While  Saints  in  Silence  weep. 

4  cc  In  vain  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

<c  Andcleanfe  my  Heart  in  vain, 
u  For  I  am  chaften'd  all  the  Day, 
lc  The  Night  renews  my  Pain. 

5  Yet  while  my  Tongue  indulg'd  Complaints,., 

I  felt  my  Heart  reprove  ; 
Cl  Sure  I  (hall  thus  offend  thy  Saints, 
u  And  grieve  the  Men  I  love. 

6  But  fiill  I  found  my  Doubts  too  hard, 

The  Conflict  too  fevere, 
Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  Word, 
And  learn  thy  Secrets  ihere. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophet jc  Glafs, 

I  faw  the  Sinner's  Feet 
High- mounted  on  a  flippery  Place 
Befide  a  fiery  Pit. 

S  I  Heard  the  Wretch  profanely  boaft, 
Till  at  thy  Frown  he  fell ; 
Bis  Honours  in  a  Dream  were  loft3 
And  he  awakes  in  Hell* 


9  Lord, 


Psalm    LXXIIL  14$ 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  Fool  I  was  I 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  Be  aft  ! 

Thus  to  fufpeft  thy  promis'd  Grace, 

And  think  the  Wicked  bleft. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  Defpair, 

Upheld  by  Power  unknown  : 
That  blefled  Hand  that  broke  the  Snare 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  Throne, 

Psalm  LXXIII.  23—28.  id  Part.  Common  Metre*. 
God  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter* 

I  f~>OY>  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope, 
S^J     My  Help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  Arm  of  Mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  in  Defpair. 

a  Thy  Counfels,.  Lord,  fhall  guide  my  Feet 
Thro'  this  dark  Wildernefs  ; 
Thine  Hand  conduct  me  near  thy  Seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  Face. 

3  Were  I  in  Heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  Joy  to  me ; 
And  whilft  this  Earth  is  my  Abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 

4  What  if  the  Springs  of  Life  were  brokea 

And  Flefh  and  Heart  ihould  faint, 
God  is  my  Soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

5  Behold,  the  Sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  Pfefence  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 ; 


ijo  Psalm   LXXIIL 

My  Tongue  fhall  found  thy  Works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  World  my  Joy, 

Psalm  LXXIII.  X2,  3,6,17— 20.  Long  Metre. 

The  Vrofperity  of  Sinners  curfed. 
I  T     ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  Wretch  was  I, 
[   j  To  mourn  and  murmur,  and  repine 

To  fee  the  Wicked  plac*d  on  high, 

In  Pride  and  Robes  of*  Honour  ihine  I 
z  But,  O  their  End  !  their  dreadful  End  ! 

Thy  Sanftuary  taught  me  fb  : 

On  fiippery  Rocks  I  fee  them  fland, 

And  fiery  Billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
1*11  never  envy  them  again  ; 

There  they  may  fiand  with  haughty  Eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  Pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  Joys,  how  faft  they  flee  ! 
Juft  like  a  Dream  when  Man  awakes ; 
Their  Songs  of  fofteft  Harmony 

Are  but  a  Preface  to  their  Plagues. 

5  Now  I  efleem  their  Mirth  and  Wine,, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  Blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  Life,  my  Portion,  and  my  God. 

Psalm  LXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
The  M) fiery  of  Providence  unfolded* 

1  OURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
^     Nor  is  Religion  vain  ; 

Tho'  Men  of  Vice  may  boaft  aloud, 
*And  Men  of  Grace  complain* 

2  I  faw  the  Wicked  rife, 
And  felt  my  Heart  repinev 

While 


Psalm   LXXIII.        151 


While  haughty  Fools  with  fcornful  Eyes 
In  Robes  of  Honour  fhine. 

3  [  Pamper' d  with  wanton  Eafc 
Their  Flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 

Their  Wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  Seas, 
And  grows  without  their  Care. 

4  Free  from  the  Plagues  and  Pains 
That  pious  Souls  endurer 

Thro'  all  their  Life  Opprefllon  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  Poor, 

5  Their  impious  Tongues  blafpheme 
The  everlafiing  God  ; 

Their  Malice  blafts  the  good  Man's  Name, 
And  ipreads  their  Lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  Tears 
Indulg'd  my  Doubrs  to  rife  \ 

a  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
"  The  Things  below  the  Skies  <] 

7  The  Tumults  of  my  Thought 
Held  me  in  hard  Sufpenfe, 

Till  to  thy  Houfe  my  Feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  Juftice  thence. 

S  Thy  Word  with  Light  and  Power 

Did  my  Miftakes  amend  ; 
I  view' d  the  Sinners  Life  before. 

But  here  I  learnt  their  End. 

9  On  what  a  flippery  Steep 
The  thoughtlefs  Wretches  go  ; 

And  O  that  dreadful  fiery  Deep 
That  waits  their  Fall  below  I 


to  Lord,, 


152  Psalm    LXXIV. 

io  Lord,  at  thy  Feet  I  bow, 

My  Thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
[  call  my  God  my  Portion  now, 

And  all  my  Powers  are  thine. 

Psalm  LXXIV. 
The  Church  pleading  with  God  under  fore  Perfecutiwf. 

i  \717ILL  God  for  ever  caft  us  off? 
Y  V      His  Wrath  for  ever  fmoak 
Againft  the  People  of  his  Love, 
His  little  chofen  Flock. 

z  Think  of  the  Tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  Blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Ston  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  Glory  flood, 

3  Lift  up  thy  Feet,  and  march  m  hafte, 

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  roar  \ 
Over  thy  Gates  their  Enfigns  hang, 
Sad  Tokens  of  their  Power. 

5  How  are  the  Seats  of  Worfhip  broke  ! 

They  tear  the  Buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  Stroke 
Procures  the  chief  Renown. 

6  With  Flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  Children  in  their  Neft ; 
Come  let  us  hum  at  oncey  they  cry, 
The  Temple  and  the  Prieft. 

7  And  (till  to  heighten  our  Diftrcfs 

Thy  Prcfencc  is  withdrawn  \ 


•thy 


Psalm    LXXIV.  153 

Thy  wonted  Signs  of  Power  and  Grace, 
Thy  Power  and  Grace  are  gone. 

8  No  Prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  Woes, 

But  ail  the  Seers  mourn, 
There's  noc  a  Soul  amongft  us  knows 
The  Time  of  thy  Return. 

Pause. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 

Shall  Men  of  Pride  blafpheme  \ 
Shall  Saints  be  made  their  endlefs  Song, 
And  bear  immortal  Shame  ? 

10  Canft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  Name  profan'd  ? 
And  fiill  thy  Jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-hold  thine  Hand  ? 

1 1  What  ftrange  Deliv'rance  haft  thou  {howa 

In  Ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

ii  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  Sea 
By  thy  refiftlefs  Might, 
To  make  thy  Tribes  a  wondrous  Way, 
And  then  fecure  their  Flight. 

1 3  Is  not  the  World  of  Nature  thine, 

The  Darknefs  and  the  Day  ? 
Didft  not  thou  bid  the  Morning  fhine, 
And  mark  the  Sun  his  Way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  Power  form'd  every  Coaft, 

And  fet  the  Earth  its  Bounds, 
With  Summer's  Heat,  and  Winter's  Froft, 
In  their  perpetual  Rounds, 

15  An4 


154  Psalm    LXXV. 

15  And  fhall  the  Sons  of  Earth  and  Duft 

That  facred  Power  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  Hand  th'at  form'd  them  fin! 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  Name? 

16  Think  on  the  Covenant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  Words  of  Love  ; 

Nor  let  the  Birds  of  Prey  invade 

And  vex  thy  mourning  Dove. 

I?  Our  Foes  would  triumph  in  our  Blood, 
And  make  our  Hope  their  Jeft  ; 
Plead  thy  own  Caufe,  Almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  Children  Reft. 

Psalm  LXXV. 

Power  and  Government  from  God  akne, 

Apply'd  to  the  glorious  Revolution  by  King 
William,  or  the  happy  Acceflion  of  King 
George  to  the  Throne. 

I  nr^O  Thee,  moft  Holy,  and  moft  High, 

X       To  Thee  we  bring  our  thankful  Praife  ; 
Thy  Works  declare  thy  Name  is  nigh, 
Thy  Works  of  Wonder  and  of  Grace. 

z  Britain  was  doom'd  to  be  a  Slave, 

Her  Frame  diffolv'd  ;  her  Fears  were  great ; 
When  God  a  new  Supporter  gave 
To  bear  the  Pillars  of  the  State. 

3  He  from  thy  Hand  receiv'd  his  Crown, 
And  fwear  to  rule  by  wholfome  Laws ; 
His  Foot  fhall  tread  th'  Oppreflbr  down, 
His  Arm  defend  the  righteous  Caufe. 

4  Let  haughty  Sinners  fink  their  Pride, 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  Head  \ 

But 


Psalm    LXXVI.         155 

But  lay  their  Jbolifh  Thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  King  that  God  hath  made. 

5  Such  Honours  never  come  by  Chance, 
Nor  do  the  Winds  Promotion  blow  : 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  do:h  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  Pretence  to  Royal  Birth 
Shall  fix  a  Tyrant  on  the  Throne, 
God,  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  Earth, 
Will  rife  and  make  his  Juftice  known. 

7  [His  Hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  Cup 

Of  Vengeance  mix'd  with  various  Plagues, 
To  make  the  Wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out,  and  tafte  the  bitter  Dregsr 

$  Now  ftaall  the  Lord  exalt  the  Juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  Proud, 
And  lays  their  Glory  in  the  Duft3 
My  Lips  (hall  fing  his  Praife  aloud.] 

Psalm    LXXVI. 

Ifrael  favdy  and  the  AfTyrians  defiroyd ;  or,  God's 
Vengeance  again fi  his  Enemies  proceeds  from  his 
&urcb. 

I  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
J[     His  Name  in  Ifrael  great  ; 
In  Salem  flood  his  holy  Throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  Seat. 

x  Among  the  Praifes  of  his  Saints, 
His  Dwelling  there  he  chofe  ; 
There  he  received  their  juft  Complaints 
Againft  their  haughty  Foes. 

I  From 


%6 


Psalm    LXXVL 


From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  Word, 

And  broke  the  threatning  Spear  ; 
The  Bow,  the  Arrows,  and  the  Sword, 

And  crufh'd  th*  Afiyvian  War. 

What  are  the  Earth's  wide  Kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  Hills  of  Prey  \ 
The  Hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 

Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

'Twas  zion's  King  that  flopp'd  the  Breath 

Of  Captains  and  their  Bands  r 
The  Men  of  Might  flept  faft  in  Death, 

And  never  found  their  Hands. 

At  thy  Rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  Horfe  and  Chariot  fell : 
Who  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Rod  I 

Thy  Vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

What  Power  can  (land  before  thy  Sight 

When  once  thy  Wrath  appears  ? 
When  Heaven  (bines  round  with  dreadful  Light, 

The  Earth  lies  ftill  and  fears. 

When  God  in  his  own  fbvereign  Ways 

Comes  down  to  fave  th'  Oppreft, 
The  Wrath  of  Man  (hall  work  his  Praife* 

And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 

[Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  Tribute  bring.,. 

Ye  Princes,  fear  his  Frown  : 
Jiis  Terror  {hakes  the  proudeft  King, 

And  cuts  an  Army  down, 

o  The  Thunder  of  his  fharp  Rebuke 
Our  haughty  Foes  (hall  feel  ;. 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftilh] 

F  S  A  l  M 


Psalm    LXXVIL        157 

Psalm  LXXVIL  FirJlPart. 

Melancholy  ajfault \ ,;£,  and  hope  prevailing. 

1   *TpO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournrul  Voice, 
1  fought  his  gracics  Ear, 
In  the  fad  Day,  when  Troubles  rofe, 
And  fill'd  the  Night  with  Fear. 

z  Sad  were  my  Days,  and  dark  my  Nights, 
My  Soul  refus'd  Relief ; 
I  thought  on  God  the  Juft  and  Wife, 
But  Thoughts  increas'd  my  Grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  and  ftill  oppreft, 

My  Heart  began  to  break ; 
My  God,  thy  Wrath  forbid  my  Reft, 
And  kept  my  Eyes  awake, 

4  My  overwhelming  Sorrows  grew, 

Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more ; 
Then  I  within  my  felf  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  Judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  Years  and  antient  Times 

When  I  beheld  thy  Face  ; 
My  Spirit  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  ? 

7  Will  he  for  ever  caft  rae  oft  ? 

His  Promife  ever  fail  i 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  Love  ? 
Shall  Anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefi  Thought, 

This  darl^  defpairing  Frame, 


[58         Psalm    LXXVIL 

Remembring  what  thy  Hand  hath  wrought  ; 
Thy  Hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

i  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  Ways, 
And  talk  thy  Wonders  o'er ; 
Thy  Wonders  of  recovering  Grace, 
When  Flefh  could  hope  no  more. 

0  Grace  dwells  with  Juftice  on  the  Throne ; 

And  Men  that  love  thy  Word 
Have  in  thy  San&uary  known 
The  Counfels  of  the  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXVII.    Second  Part. 

Comfort  derivd  from  antient  Providences ;  or,  Ifrael 

deliver  d  from  Egypt  and  brought  to  Canaan. 

[  cc  T  TOW  awful  is  thy  changing  Rod  ? 

XX  "  (May  thy  own  Children  fay  ) 
«  The  Great,  the  Wife,  the  dreadful  God! 
u  How  holy  is  his  Way  I 

1  I'll  meditate  his  Works  of  old  ; 

The  King  that  reigns  above ; 
I'll  hear  his  antient  Wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trull  his  Love. 

\  Long  did  the  Houfe  of  fofeph  lye 
With  Egypt's  Yoke  oppreft ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  Cry, 
Nor  gave  his  People  Reft. 

I  The  Sons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 
Abandoned  to  their  Foes ; 
But  his  Almighty  Arm  redeem'd 
The  Nation  that  he  chofe. 

5  ifrael  his  People  and  his  Sheep 
Muft  follow  where  he  calls ; 

He 


Psalm    LXXVIII.         159 

He  bid  them  venture  thro'  the  Deep, 
And  made  the  Waves  their  Walls. 

$  The  Waters  faw  Thee,  mighty  God, 
The  Waters  faw  Thee  come  \ 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood 
To  make  thine  Armies  Room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  Journey  thro'  the  Sea, 
Thy  Footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  : 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  Way 
That  brings  thy  Mercies  down. 

$  [  Thy  Voice  with  Terror  in  the  Sound 
Thro*  Clouds  and  Darknefs  broke ; 
All  Heav'n  in  Lightning  {hone  around, 
And  Earth  with  Thunder  fhook. 

9  Thine  Arrows  thro'  the  Skies  were  hurl'd  ; 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  i 
Surprize  and  Trembling  feiz'd  the  World, 
And  his  own  Saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  Water  from  the  Rock  ; 

And  fafe  by  Mo/es  Hand 
Thro*  a  dry  Defart  led  his  Flock 
Home  tp  the  promis'd  Land.] 

Psalm  LXXVIII.     FirftPart. 

Providence s  of  Cod  recorded ;    or,  pious  Education  and 
InftruBion  of  Children. 

ET  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds 
I    j     Which  God  performed  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  Years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  Fathers  told. 

He  bids  us  make  his  Glories  known ; 
His  Works  of  Power  and  Grace ; 


And 


1*0        Psalm    LXXVIII. 

And  we'll  convey  his  Wonders  down 
Thro*  every  rifing  Race, 

3  Our  Lips  fball  tell  them  to  our  Sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  Generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  Heirs, 

4  Thus  (hall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  Hope  fecurely  (lands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  Works, 
But  praftife  his  Commands. 

Psalm   LXXVIII.     Second  Part. 
IfAelV  Kebellion  and  Punifiment ;  or,  The  dint  and 
Cbafiifements  of  God's  People. 

I  /^\  What  a  fiiff  rebellious  Houfe 
V^     Was  Jacob's  antieht  Race ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  mofi  fblemn  Vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  Grace. 

z  They  broke  the  Cov'nant  of  his  Love# 
And  did  his  Laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  Works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  Pow'r  before  their  Eyes. 

T 

j  They  faw  the  Plagues  on  Egypt  light 
From  his  revenging  Hand  : 
What  dreadful  Tokens  of  his  Might 
Spread  o'er  the  flubborn  Land  I 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  Sea, 

And  march'd  in  Safety  thro', 
With  watry  Walls  to  guard  their,  Way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the :  Foe. 

5  A  wondrous  Pillar  mark'd  the  Road,  p 

Compos'd  of  Shade  and  Light ; 


Psalm    LXXVIil.       161 

By  Day  ic  prov'd  a  fhelt'ring  Cloud, 
A  leading  Fire  by  Night. 

6  He  from  the  Rock  their  Thirft  fupply'd  ; 

The  gufhing  Waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  Rivers  by  their  Side, 
A  conftant  Miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  mofl  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  Hand  : 
IC  Cart  he  with  Bread  our  Hojl  fupfly 
cc  Amidfi  this  Defart  Land? 

8  The  Lord  with  Indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  Wrath  to  flame; 
His  Terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  Name. 

Psalm  LXXVIIL    Third  Part. 

The  Vmifitnent  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance ;  or,  <##* 
fiifement  and  Salvation. 

i   \K  7  HEN  IfraelfmS,  the  Lord  reproves, 
\  V      And  fills  their  Hearts  with  Dread ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  Men  he  loves, 
And  fends  them  heavenly  Bread. 

z  He  fed  them  with  a  libVal  Hand, 
And  made  his  Treafures  known ; 
He  gave  the  Midnight-Clouds  Command 
To  pour  Provifion  down. 

3  The  Manna  like  a  Morning-ftiow'r 

Lay  thick  around  their  Feet  ; 
The  Corn  of  Heaven,  fo  lights  fb  pure, 
As  tho'  'twere  Angels  Meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  Language  faid, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  Feaft ; 

H  "  We 


152        Psalm    LXXVIII. 

<c  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  Bread  ; 
"  We  muft  have  Flefh  to  tafte. 

5  "  TepaJl  have  Flejh  to  fleafe  your  tuft. 

The  Lord  in  Wrath  reply'd, 
And  fern  them  Quails  like  Sand  or  Duft, 
Heap'd  up  from  Side  to  Side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  Defire  ; 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  Vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  Fire, 
And  fmote  the  Rebels  dead. 

i  When  fome  were  flain,  the  reft  return'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  wich  Tears  ; 
Under  the  Rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  Fears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  ftill  forgave, 

Till  by  his  gracious  Hand 

The  Nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave. 

Pofleft  the  promis'd  Land. 

Psalm    LXXVIII.  Ver.  3  2,  &c.   Fourth  Part. 

Backjlidfag  and  Forgwenejs ;  or,  Shpunffid  and  Saints 

faved* 

I   f~>  Reat  God,  how  ofc  did  ifrael  prove 
V_J  By  turns  thine  Anger  and  thy  Love  ? 

There  in  a  Glafs  our  Hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

z  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, 

5  The  Lord  confum'd  their  Years  in  Pain, 
And  made  their  Travels  long  and  vain  ; 


Psalm     LXXX.  i^j 

A  tedious  March  thro'  unknown  Ways 
Wore  out  their  Strength  and  fpent  their  Days. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  Brethren  fiain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  ; 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  Abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  Pray'rs  and  Vows  before  him  rife 
As  flattering  Words  or  folemn  Lies, 
While  their  rebellious  Tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  Cov'nant  and  his  Love. 

6  Yet  did  his  Sovereign  Grace  forgive 
The  Men  who  not  defer  v'd  to  live  ; 
His  Anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  Flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  Flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  Temptations  ftill  prevail  : 

The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  {till, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  Hill. 

Psalm   LXXX. 

The  Church's  Prayer  under  Affliction ;  or,  The  fi&yard 
of  God  wafted. 

1  A>Reat  Shepherd  of  thine  lfraely 

\JJ  Who  didft  between  the  Cherubs  dwell. 
And  lead  the  Tribes,  thy  chofen  Sheep, 
Safe  thro'  the  Defart  and  the  Deep. 

2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  Defart  now, 
Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  us  thro* ; 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reflore, 

We  {hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  Hofts  obey, 
How  long  {hall  we  lament  and  pray, 

H  z  Aad 


it?4  Psalm    LXXX. 

And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  Return  ? 
How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  Anger  burn  ? 
'4  Inftead  of  Wine  and  chearful  Bread 
Thy  Saints  with  their  own  Tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 
Pause   I. 

$  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  fhoot, 
And  blefs  the  Nations  with  the  Fruit  ? 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  Vine,  that  lovely  Tree. 

7  Why  is  its  Beauty  thus  defacM  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  Fences  wafte  ? 
Strangers  and  Foes  againft  her  join, 
And  every  Beaft  devours  the  Vine. 

8  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  Vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

Pause  II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  Vine  in  Canaan  grew 
Thou  waft  its  Strength  and  Glory  too  ! 
Attack' d  in  vain  by  all  its  Foes 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  Promife  rofe. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  fhoot 
From  David's  Stock,  from  Jacob's  Root ; 
Himfelf  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  leffer  Branches  of  the  Tree. 


11  "I 


Psalm    LXXXL  165 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  (hall  flan  J 
Girt  with  thy  Strength  at  thy  Right-hand  ; 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  Power  and  Grace  above  the  reft. 

1 2  O  !  for  his  fake  attend  our  Cry, 
Shine  on  thy  Churches  left  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  Thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm  LXXXL  I,  8 16. 

The  Warning  of  God  to  his  People;  or.  Spiritual  Blef- 
Jirjgs  and  Pumfiments. 

I   QING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 

^  And  make  a  joyful  Noife  : 
God  is  our  Strength,  our  Saviour  God  ; 

Let  1/raeJ  hear  his  Voice, 

i  c<  From  vile  Idolatry 

<c  Preferve  my  Worfhip  clean  ;: 
Jc  I  am  the  Lord  who  fet  thee-frca 

4C  From  Slavery  and  Shi. 

3  <c  Stretch  thy  Defires  abroad, 
*  And  I'll  fupply  them  well  ; 

fc  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  God, 
«  If  Jfrael villi  rebel; 

4  cc  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 
<c  To  their  own  Lufts  a  Prey, 

,  ?c  And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  Road  \ 
"  'Tis  their  own  chofen  Way. 

5  "  Y€t,  O  !  that  all  my  Slintt 

c<  Would  hearken  to  my  Voice  ! 
?  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  Carcplainty 

if  And  bid  their  Hearts  rejoice. 

H  j  6  "While 


166        Psalm    LXXXII. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy  their  Foes, 

"  I'd  richly  feed  my  Flock, 
cc  And  theyfhould  tafte  the  Stream  that  flows 

cc  From  their  Eternal  Rock. 

Psalm    LXXXIT. 
God  the  Supreme  Governor  ;  or,  Magijirates  warned, 

1  A   Mong  th'  Affemblies  of  the  Great 
JT"\  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  Seat ; 
The  God  of  Heaven  as  Judge  furveys 
Thofe  Gods  on  Earth  and  all  their  Ways. 

%  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  Laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th'  unrighteous  Caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  Poor, 
That  Sinners  vex  the  Saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  \ 
Dark  are  the  Ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  Name  of  earthly  Gods  is  vain. 
For  they  fnall  fall  and  die  like  Men* 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Poflefs  his  univerfal  Throne, 
And  rule  the  Nations  with  his  Rod  : 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

Psalm    LXXXIIL 
A  Complaint  againfi  Persecutors* 

i      A  ND  will  the  God  of  Grace 

X""\  Perpetual  Silence  keep  \ 
The  God  of  Juftice  hold  his  Peace, 

And  let  his  Vengeance  fleep  ? 

2  Behold,  what  curfed  Snares 
The  Men  of  Mifchief  fpread  : 

The  Men  that  hate  thy  Sairjts  and  Thee 
Lift  up  their  threatning  Head* 

3  Againft 


Psa  l  m    LXXXIV.       i6i 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  Ones 
Their  Counfels  they  employ, 

And  Malice  with  her  watchful  Eye 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 

4  The  Noble  and  theBafe 
In  to  thy  Paftures  leap  ; 

The  Lion  and  the  ftupid  Afi 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  Sheep. 

5  u  Come,  let  us  join,  thy  cry, 

cc  To  root  them  from  the  Ground, 
4<  Till  not  the  'Name  of  Saints  remain, 
fic  Nor  Mem'ry  fhall  be  found. 

6  Awake,  Almighty  God, 
And  call  thy  Wrath  to  mind  ; 

Give  them  like  Forefts  to  the  Fire, 
Or  Stubble  to  the  Wind. 

7  Convince  their  Madnefs,  Lord, 
And  make  them  feek  thy  Name  : 

Or  elfe  their  flubborn  Rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  Shame. 

8  Then  fhall  the  Nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  Word 

Jehovah  is  thy  Name  alone, 

And  Thou  the  Sovereign  Lord. 

Psalm   LXXXIV.     Firji  Part.     Long  M< 
The  Pkafttre  of  Vttblhk  Wovjbip. 

I  T  TOW  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
X   1  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  thy  Dwellings  are  I 
With  long  Defire  my  Spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  Affemblies  of  thy  Saints. 

z  My  Flefh  would  reft  in  thine  Abode, 
My  panting  Heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 

H  4  My 


r68        Psalm    LXXXIV. 

My  God  !  my  K  ing  !  why  fliould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  Joys  and  Thee  ? 

3  The  Sparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  Young  provides  her  Neft ; 
But  will  my  God  to  Sparrows  giant 
That  Pleafure  which  his  Childien  want  ? 

4  Bleft  are  the  Saints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefty  ; 
Thy  brighteft  Glories  fhine  above, 
And  all  their  Work  is  Praife  and  Love. 

5  Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  find  a  Place 
Within  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  Rays, 
And  feek  thy  Face,  and  learn  thy  Praife,. 

6  Bleft  are  the  Men  whofe  Hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  Way  to  Zions  Gate  ; 

God  is  their  Strength  ;  and  thro'  the  Road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper  God. 

7  Chearful  they  walk  with  growing  Strength^ 
Till  all  fhall  meet  in  Heaven  at  length, 

Till  all  before  thy  Face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  Worfhip  there* 

Psalm    LXXXIV.    Second  IP  art.  Long  Metre. 

God  and  his  Church ;  or,  Grace  and  Glory. 

i   /^>Reat  God,  attend  while  zion  fings 
\J  The  Joy  that  from  thy  Prefence  fprings ; 
To  fpend  one  Day  with  Thee  on  Earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  Days  of  Mirth. 

a  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  Place 
Within  thy  Houfe,  O  God  of  Grace, 


Not 


Psalm    LXXXIV.      169 

Not  Tents  of  Eafe,  nor  Thrones  of  Power 
Should  tempt  my  Feet  to  leave  thy  Door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  Day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  Way 
From  all  th'  Aflaults  of  Hell  and  Sin, 
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  Souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whofe  fbvereign  Sway 
The  glorious  Hoits  of  Heaven  obey, 

And  Devils  at  thy  Prefence  flee, 
Bleft  is  the  Man  that  trufts  in  Thee. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.  Ver.  1,4,2,3,10. 

Paraphras'd  in  Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  Ordinances  of  Worfiip  ;  or,  God  prefent  in 
his  Churches. 

1  A    /I  Y  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place 
1 V. -I     To  which  thy  God  refbrts  ! 
'Tis  Heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  Face, 
Tho'  in  his  earthly  Courts. 

Z  There  the  great  Monarch- of  the  Skies. 
His  faving  Pow'r  difplays, 
And  Light  breaks  in  upon  our  Eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickning  Rays* 

3  "With  his  rich  Gifts  the  heavenly  Dove, 
Defcends  and  fills  the  Place, 
While  tbnfi  reveals  his  wondrous  Love, 
And  (beds  abroad  his  Grace. 

H  "5  -  4  There* 


i7o        Psalm    LXXXIV. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  Words  declare 

The  Secrets  of  thy  Will  ; 
And  ftill  we  feek  thy  Mercy  there, 
And  fing  thy  Praifes  ftill. 

Pause. 

5  My  Heart  and  Flefh  cry  out  for  Thee, 

While  far  from  thine  Abode  } 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  Courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 

6  The  Sparrow  builds  her  felf  a  Neil, 

And  fuffers  no  Remove  ; 

0  make  me,  like  the  Sparrows,  bleft^ 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fit  one  Day  beneath  thine  Eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  Voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  Eternity 
Employ' d  in  carnal  Joys. 

3  Lord,  at  thy  Threfhold  I  would  wait 
While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  Throne  of  State, 
Or  live  in  Tents  of  Sin. 

<p  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  Land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  Sea, 
For  one  bleft  Hour  at  thy  Right-hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.   As  the  148th  Pfalra. 

Longing  for  the  Houfe  of  Cod, 

x  ]       ORD  of  the  Worlds  above, 

1  J  How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  Dwellings  of  thy  Love, 
Thy  earthly  Temples  are  ! 


Psalm    LXXXIV.  171 

To  thine  Abode 
My  Heart  afpires, 
With  warm  Defires 
To  fee  my  God. 

z  The  Sparrow  for  her  Young 
With  Pieafure  feeks  a  Neft, 
And  wand  ring  Swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  Reft  ; 

My  Spirit  faints 

With  equal  Zeal 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  Saints.  * 

3  O  happy  Souls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  Men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  Service  there  ! 

They  praife  Thee  ftill ;  j 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  Way 
To  zion's  Hill. 

4  They  go  from  Strength  to  Strength 
Thro'  this  dark  Vale  of  Tears,  - 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  Heav'n  appears: 
O  glorious  Seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  Feet"! 

Pausi,* 

5  To  fpend  one  facred  Day 
Where  God  and  Saints  abide 
Affords  diviner  Joy 

Than  thoufand  Days  befide  i 

Where 


i72         Psalm    LXXXV. 

Where  God  reforts 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  Door 
Than  (bine  in  Courts. 

6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  Light  and  our  Defence ;. 
With  Gift  his  Hands  are  filFd,. 
We  draw  our  Bleflings  thence  ;. 

Hefhallbeftow 
On.  Jacob's  Race 
Peculiar  Grace 
And  Glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  People  loves ; 
His  Hand  no  Good  with-holds 
From  thofe  his  Heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  Souls  :. 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  Hofts, 
Whofe  Spirit  trufts 
Alone  in  Thee. 

Psalm  LXXXV.  Ver.  I  —8.  tirft  *a%t. 
Waiting  for  an  Anf<wer  to  Prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance 
begun  and  compleated. 

1  T     ORD,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  Grace  to  mind, 
J /  Thou  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  Doom  : 

So  God  forgave  when  ifrael  finn'd, 

And  brought  hiswandring  Captives  home. 

2  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fierceft  Wrath  abate : 
Now  let  our  Hearts  be  turn'd  to  Thee, 
And  thy  Salvation  be  compleat. 

3  Revive  our  dying  Graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  Sainu  in  Thee  rejoice; 

I  Mak< 


Psalm    LXXXVL        IjJ 

Make  known  thy  Truth,  fulfil  thy  Word  ; 
We  wait  for  Praife  to  tune  our  Voice, 

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  Vart^ 
Salvation  by  Chrift. 
1   ^Alvation  is  for  ever  nigh 
^  The  Souls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  Grace  defcending  from  on  high 
Frefh  Hopes  of  Glory  fhall  afford. 

%  Mercy  and  Truth  on  Earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  Heaven  : 
By  his  Obedience  fo  compleat 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  Peace  is  given* 

3  Now  Truth  and  Honour  fhall  abound,. 
Religion  dwell  on  Earth  again, 

And  heavenly  Influence  blefs  the  Ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  Reign. 

4  His  Righteoufnefs  is  gone  before 
To  give  us  free  Accefs  to  God  ; 

Our  wandring  Feet  fhall  ftray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  Steps,  and  keep  the  Road. 
Psalm  LXXXVL    Ver.  8 — 1 3^ 
A  general  Song  of  Praife  to  God. 
1      K   Mong  the  Princes,  earthly  Gods, 
X"\  There's  none  hath  Power  divine  ; 
Nor  is  their  Nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  Works  like  thine. 

2.  The  Nations  thou  haft  made  fhall  bring 
Their  Offerings  round  thy  Throne. 

jc  Oil 


j 74       Psalm  LXXXVII. 

For  thou  alone  doft  wondrous  Things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone, 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  Feet; 

Teach  me  thine  heavenly  Ways, 
And  my  poor  fcatter'd  Thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  Praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  Mercy,  and  my  Tongue 

Shall  thofe  fweet  Wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  Grace  my  finking  Soul 
Rofe  from  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 

Psalm    LXXXVII. 

The  Church  the  Birth-place  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Jews  and 

Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrifttan  Church. 

X   ^>OD  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays 
\^J  Foundations  for  his  heavenly  Praife  % 
He  likes  the  Tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  flill  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  Mercy  vifits  every  Houfe 

That  pay  their  Night  and  Morning  Vows , 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Stay 
Where  Churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray; 

3  What  Glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  ? 
What  Wonders  are  of  zion  told  ? 
Thou  City  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  Fame  fhall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

a  "Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  yew3 
Shall  there  begin  their  Lives  anew  : 
Angels  and  Men  fnall  join  to  fing 
The  Hill  where  living  Waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  Account 
Of  Natives  in  his  holy  Mount, 

'Ttfiill 


Psalm   LXXXIX.        175 

'Twill  be  an  Honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourilh'd  there  ! 

Psalm  LXXXIX,  Firft  Part.   Long  Metre, 

The  Covenant  made  with  Chrijl ;  or3  The  true  David. 

1   T?OR  ever  fl^U  my  Song  record 
JT   The  Truth  and  Mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  Truth  for  ever  ftand 
Like  Heaven  eftablifh'd  by  his  Hand. 

z  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  faid, 
cc  With  thee  my  Cov'nant  firft  is  made  ; 
cc  In  thee  fhall  dying  Sinners  live, 
<c  Glory  and  Grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  *  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieft  ; 
"  Thy  Children  fhall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

cc  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  :  Thy  Throne 
18  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  cc  There's  none  of  all  my  Sons  above 
"  So  much  my  Image  or  my  Love  ; 

cc  Celeftial  Powers  thy  Subjects  are, 

cc  Then  what  can  Earth  to  Thee  compare  ? 

5  cc  David,  my  Servant,  whom  I  chofe, 

cc  To  guard  my  Flock,  to  crufh  my  Foes, 
cc  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jeivifi  Throne^ 
cc  Was  but  a  Shadow  of  my  Son* 

6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fin g, 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angels  his  heavenly  Wonders  fhow, 
And  Saints  declare  his  Works  below, 


Psalm 


i76        Psalm   LXXXIX. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.    F/rft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Paiihfufoefs  of  God. 

f  \  /J  Y  never-ceafing  Songs  (hall  {how 
lVx    The  Mercies  of  the  Lord ; 
And  make  fucceeding  Ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  Word.. 

z  The  facred  Truth  his- Lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as  Heaven  endure ; 
And  if  he  (peak  a  promife  once, 
Thf  eternal  Grace  is  fure. 

'3  How  long  the  Race  of  David  held 
The  promised  fewifi  Throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  Covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  Seed  forever  fhall  poflefi 

A  Throne  above  the  Skies-; 
The  meaneft  Subjeft  of  his  Graeme 
Shall  to  that  Glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  of  Hofls,  thy  wondrous  Ways 

Are  fung  by  Saints  above  ; 
And  Saints  on  Earth  their  Honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  Love. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.    7,  &c.    Second  Part. 
The  Power  and  Majejly  of  God;  or,  Reverential 

Wtrfbip. 

1   \j\7lTH  Reverence  let  the  Saints  appear, 

\  V       And  bow  before  the. Lord, 
'    His  high  Commands  with  Reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  Word. 

i  How  terrible  thy  Glories  be! 

How  brieht  thine  Armies  fhine  ! 

Where 


Psalm    LXXXIX.  177 

Where  is  the  Power  that  vies  with  Thee  i 
Or  Truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  Pole  and  Southern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  Hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  Day  from  Eaft  to  Weft 
Move  round  at  thy  Command. 

4  Thy  Words  the  raging  Wind  controul, 

And  rule  the  boifterous  Deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fletping  Billows  roll, 
The  rolling  Billows  deep. 

$  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Air,  and  Sea  are  thiaex     # 
And  the  dark  World  of  Hell ; 
How  did  thine  Arm  in  Vengeance  fhine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel  1 

6  Juflice  and  Judgment  are  thy  Throne, 
Yet  wondrous  is  thy  Grace  : 
While  Truth  and  Mercy  join'd  in  one 
Invite  us  near  thy  Face. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.    15,  &c.    Third  VAri* 
A  Blejfed  Go/pel. 
1  TJLeft  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know; 
iJ    The  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound  ; 
Peace  fhall  attend  the  Path  they  go^ 
And  Light  their  Steps  furround. 

2.  Their  Joy  (hall  bear  their  Spirits  up 
Thro*  their  Redeemer's  Name  ; 
His  Righteoufnefs  exalts  their  Hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord  our  Glory  and  Defence 
Strength  and  Salvation  gives : 
Iftael)  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 


i78       Psalm    LXXXIX 

Psalm   LXXXIX.  io,  Sec.    Pourth  Part. 

Chrift'i  Mediatorial  Kingdom  ;  or,  His  divine  and 
hitman  Nature. 


■H 


EAR  what  the  Lord  in  Vifion  faid, 
^     And  made  his  Mercy  known  : 
Sinners,  behold  your  Help  is  laid 
"  On  my  Almighty  Son. 


Z  Behold  the  Man  my  Wifdom  chole 
Among  your  mortal  Race  ; 
His  Head  my  holy  Oil  overflows. 
The  Spirit  of  my  Grace. 

3  High  fhall  he  reign  on  David's  Throne, 

My  Peoples  better  King ; 
My  Arm  fhall  beat  his  Rivals  down. 
And  ftill  new  Subjects  bring. 

4  My  Truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  Way 

With  Mercy  by  his  Side, 
While  in  my  Name  thro*  Earth  and  Sea 
He  fhall  in  Triumph  ride. 

•5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 
He  fhall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  Abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft-born  Son  array'd  in  Grace 

At  rny  Right-hand  fhall  fit ; 
Beneath  him  Angels  know  their  Place, 
And  Monarchs  at  his  Feet. 

7  My  Covenant  ftands  for  ever  faft, 

My  Promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
Firm  as  the  Heavens  his  Throne  fhall  laft, 
His  Seed  endure  as  long. 

Psalm 


FSALM     lu  A  A  Al  A.  1 79 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  30,  &c.     Fifth  Part. 

The  Covenant  of  Grace  unchangeable ;  or,  Affliftion 
without  RejeBion. 

1  "V^ET  (  faich  the  Lord  )  if  David's  Race, 
X       The  Children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  Laws,  abufe  my  Grace, 
And  tempt  mine  Anger  down, 

1  Their  Sins  I'll  vifit  with  the  Rod, 
And  make  their  Folly  fmart ; 
But  I'll  not  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  what  eternal  Love  hath  fpoke 
Eternal  Truth  {hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  Holinefs 
To  feal  the  facred  Promife  fure 
To  David  and  his  Race. 

5  The  Sun  (hall  fee  his  Offspring  rife 

And  fpread  from  Sea  to  Sea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  Skies 
To  give  the  Nations  Day. 

6  Sure  as  the  Moon  that  rules  the  Night 

His  Kingdom  fhall  endure, 
'Till  the  fix'd  Laws  of  Shade  and  Light 
Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more. 


Psalm 


i8o        Psalm    LXXXIX. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  47, &c.  6th Part.  Long  Metre.  1  jli 
Mortality  and  Hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 

1  f)   Emember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State, 

JTv.  How  frail  our  Life  J  how  fliort  the  Date  ! 
Where  is  the  Man  that  draws  his  Breath 
Safe  from  Difeafe,  fecure  from  Death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  Nations  die, 
Our  Flefh  and  Senfe  repine  and  cry, 
"  Muft  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ?  M 
cc  Or  haft  thou  made  Mankind  in  vain  ? 

3  Where  is  thy  Promife  to  the  Juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  Servants  turn*!  to  Duft  ? 
But  Faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  Sighs/ 
And  fees  the  fleeping  Duft  arife. 

^  That  glorious  Hour,  that  dreadful  Day 
Wipes  the  Reproach  of  Saints  away, 
And  clears  the  Honour  of  thy  Word  : 
Awake  our  Souls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  47,  &c.  Lafi  part.    As  the 

11 3th  Pfalm. 

Life%  Death,  and  the  Reforre&ion* 

t  ^T^Hinkj  mighty  God,,  on  feeble  Man ;; 

X       How  few  his  Hours  !  how  fhort  his  Spaa ! 
Short  from  the  Cradle  to  the  Grave : 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  Breath 
Againft  the  bold  Demands  of  Death 
With  Skill  to  fly,  or  Power  to  fave  ? 

i  Lord,  (hall  it  be  for  ever  faid, 
2  The  Race  of  Man  was  only  made 

"For 


Psalm    XC  i8i 

cc  For  Sicknefs,  Sorrow,  and  the  Duft  J 

Are  not  thy  Servants  Day  by  Day 
Sent  to  their  Graves,  and  turn'd  to  Clay? 
Lord,  where's  thy  Kindnefs  to  the  Juft  ? 

}  Haft  thou  not  promised  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  Seed  a  heavenly  Crown  ? 

But  Flefh  and  Senfe  indulge  Defpair  ; 
For  ever  blefled  be  the  Lord 
That  Faith  can  read  his  holy  Word, 

And  find  a  Refurre&ion  there. 

4  For  ever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  Saints  a  long  Reward, 

For  all  their  Toil,  Reproach  and  Pain  i 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  Love, 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen. 

Psalm    XC.     Lon»  Metre. 

D 

Man  Mortal,   and  God  Eternal, 
A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral; 

I   nr^Hro'  every  Age.,  eternal  God, 

X     Thou  art  our  Reft,  our  fafe  Abode ; 
High  was  thy  Throne  e'er  Heaven  was  made* 
Or  Earth  rhy  humble  Foot-ftool  laid. 

z  Long  hadft  thou  reign'd  e'er  Time  began, 
Or  Duft  was  fafhion'd  to  a  Man  ; 
And  long  thy  Kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  Earth  and  Time  (hall  be  no  morei 

3    But  Man,  weak  Man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  Guilt  and  Vanity  : 
Thy  dreadful  Sentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Return,  ye  Sinners }  toyowlkifi* 

4  [A 


182  Psalm    XC 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  Years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  Day  in  thine  Account  I 
Like  Yefterday's  departed  Light, 
Or  the  laft  Watch  of  ending  Night. 

Pause. 

5  Death*  like  an  overflowing  Stream, 
Sweeps  us  away ;  our  Life's  a  Dream  ; 
An  empty  Tale ;  a  Morning-Flow'r 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  Hour.] 

6  [Our  Age  to  feventy  Years  is  fet ; 
How  ftiort  the  Term  !  how  frail  the  State  ! 
And  if  to  Eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  figh  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  O  how  oft  thy  Wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expefted  Years  I 
Thy  Wrath  awakes  our  humble  Dread  : 
We  fear  that  Power  that  flrikes  us  dead.] 

S  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  Man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  cut  our  Span, 
Till  a  wife  Gare  of  Piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Thee. 

Psalm  XC,    i*—  5.    Fzrjl  Part.   Common  Metre; 

Man  Frail,  and  God  Eternal. 
1  /^\UR  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 
\^/    Our  Hope  for  Years  to  comt, 
Our  Shelter  from  the  fiormy  Blaft, 
And  our  eternal  Home. 

z  Under  the  Shadow  of  thy  Throne 
Thy  Saints  have  dwelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  Arm  alone, 
And  our  Defence  is  fure. 

3  Before 


Psalm    XC.  183 


i  Before  the  Hills  in  order  flood, 
Or  Earth  receiv'd  her  Frame, 
From  everlafting  Thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  Years  the  fame. 

.  Thy  Word  commands  our  Flefh  to  DuQ, 
Return,  ye  Sons  of  Men  : 
All  Nations  rofe  from  Earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  Earth  again. 

;  A  thoufand  Ages  in  thy  Sight 
Are  like  an  Evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  Watch  that  ends  the  Night 
1  Before  the  rifing  Sun. 

5  [The  bufy  Tribes  of  Flefh  and  Blood 

With  all  their  Lives  and  Cares 
Are  carried  downwards  by  thy  Flood, 
And  loft  in  following  Years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  Stream, 
Bears  all  its  Sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  Dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  Day. 

6  Like  flow'ry  Fields  the  Nations  ftand 

Pleas'd  with  the  Morning  Light ; 
The  Flowers  beneath  the  Mower's  tHand 
Lie  withering  e'er  'tis  Night.] 

9  Our  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  pafr, 
Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  Guard  while  Troubles  laft5 
And  our  eternal  Home, 


Psalm 


,184  Psalm    XC. 

Psalm  XC.  8, 1 1 ,  9,  io,  ia.    Second  Part. 
Common  Metre, 
Infrmhics  and  Mortality  the  EffeB  of  Sin ;  or,  Ltfe,\\  ■. 
old  Age,  and  Preparation  for  Death. 

jr  T    ORD,  if  thine  Eyes  furvey  our  Fau'ts, 
J    j    And  Juftice  grow  fevere, 
*Thy  dreadful  Wrath  exceeds  our  Thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  Fear. 

£  Thine  Anger  turns  our  Frame  to  Duft ; 
By  one  Offence  to  Thee 
*Adam  with  all  his  Sons  havie  loft 
Their  Immortality. 

[3  Life,  like  a  vain  Amufement  flies, 
A  Fable  or  a  Song ; 
By  fwifc  Degrees  our  Nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  Joys  be  long, 

Jj  'Tjs  but  a  few  whofe  Days  amount 
To  threefcore  Years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  Account 
Is  Sorrow,  Toil,  and  Pain, 

[5  [Our  Vitals  with  laborious  Strife 
Bear  up  the  crazy  Load, 
And  drag  thofe  poor  Remains  of  Life 
Along  the  tirefome  Road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  Love, 

And  not  thy  Wrath  alone ; 
O  let  our  fweet  Experience  prove 
The  Mercies  of  thy  Throne. 

7  Our  Souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  Art 

T5  improve  the  Hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  ad  the  wifer  Parr, 
And  live  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm 


Psalm     XC.  i8j 

Psalm  XC.  Vcr.  13,  cVc.  rtirdVart.  Com. Met. 
Breathing  after  Heaven, 

REturn,  O  God  of  Love,  return  ; 
Earth  is  a  tirefome  Place  : 
How  long  fhall  we  thy  Children  mourn 
Our  Abfence  from  thy  Face  ? 

Let  Heaven  fucceed  our  painful  Years, 

Let  Sin  and  Sorrow  ceafe, 
And  in  Proportion  to  our  Tears 

So  make  our  Joys  increafe.     • 

Thy  Wonders  to  thy  Servants  fhow, 

Make  thy  own  Work  compleat, 
Then  fhall  our  Souls  thy  Glory  know, 

And  own  thy  Love  was  great. 

Then  fhall  we  fhine  before  thy  Throns 

In  all  thy  Beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  Service  we  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  Reward. 

Psalm  XC.  Ver.  $, 10,  11.  Short Mettr. 
The  Frailty  and  Shortnefs  of  Life. 

LORD,  what  a  feeble  Piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  Frame  ? 
)ur  Life  how  poor  a  Trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  Name  J 

Alas,  the  brittle  Clay 
That  built  our  Body  firft  ! 
tnd  every  Month  and  every  Day 
'Tis  mouldring  back  to  Duft. 

Our  Moments  fly  apace, 
Nor  will  our  Minutes  flay  ; 
uft  like  a  Flood  our  hafty  Days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 

I  4  Well,, 


i85  Psalm    XCl 

4  Well,  if  our  Day3  muft  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  End  in  fight. 

We'll  fpend  them  allin  Wifdom's  Way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  Flight, 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
;     This  Life's  tempeftuous  Sea ; 

Soon  we  fhall  reach  the  peaceful  Shore 
Of  bleft  Eternity. 

Psalm    XCI.    i— — 7.    tirjt  Part. 

Safety  tn  publick  Difeafes  and  Dangers. 

I   T  TE  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  God, 
X   JL  Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  Abode ; 
Shall  walk  all  Day  beneath  his  Shade, 
And  there  at  Night  fhall  reft  his  Head. 

Z  Then  will  I  fay,  "  My  God,  thy  Power 
"  Shall  be  my  Fortrefi  and  my  Tow'r  : 
cc  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  Duft 
"  Make  thine  Almighty  Arm  my  Truft. 

3  Thrice  happy  Man  !  Thy  Maker's  Care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  Fowler's  Snare, 
Satan  the  Fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  Souls  a  thoufand  Ways* 

4  Juft  as  a  Hen  protects  her  Brood, 

From  Birds  of  Prey  that  feek  their  Blood, 
Under  her  Feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  Arm  his  People's  Guard. 

5  If  burning  Beams  of  Noon  conipire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  Fire, 

God  is  their  Life,  his  Wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  an  healthful  Shade. 

6  If  Vapours  with  malignant  Breath 
Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  Midnight-death, 


rSALM       A^l.  187 

ifrael  is  fafe  :  The  poifoned  Air 
Grows  pure,  if  Ifraefs  God  be  there, 

P  a  u  s  E. 
7  What  tho'  a  thoufand  at  thy  Side, 
At  thy  Right-hand  ten  Thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  People  faves 
Amongft  the  Dead,  amidft  the  Graves. 

£  So  when  he  fent  his  Angel  down    • 
To  make  his  Wrath  in  Egypt  known  ; 
And  flew  their  ~ons,  his  careful  Eye 
Paft  all  the  Doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  Fire  or  Plague  or  Sword 
Receive  CommLlion  from  the  Lord 
To  ftrike  his  Saints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  Pains  and  Deaths  are  bleft. 

io  The  Sword,  the  Peftilence  or  Fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  Defire  ; 
From  Sins  and  Sorrows  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  Children,  Lord,  to  Thee. 

Psalm    XCI.    9 1 6.    Second  Part. 

Proteftion  from  Death,  Guard  of  Angels,  Vitlory  and 
Deliverance. 

1  'VT'E  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race, 

X       Expos' d  to  ev'ry  Snare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  Dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  truft  his  Care. 

2  No  111 fhall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 

Or  if  the  Plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell, 
'Twill  raife  his  Saints  on  high. 

S  He'll  give  his  Angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  Feet  in  all  their  Ways  •, 

il  z  To 


i8S  Psalm    XCE 

To  watch  your  Pillow  while  you  deep, 
And  guard  ^our  happy  Days. 

'4  Their  Hands  fhall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 
And  dafh  againft  the  Stones  : 
Are  they  not  Servants  at  his  Call, 
And  fent  t*  attend  his  Sons  ? 

$  Adders  and  Lions  ye  (hall  tread  ; 
The  Tempters  Wiles  defeat ; 
He  that  hath  broke  the  Serpent's  Head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  Feet. 

6  cc  Becaufe  on  Me  they  fet  their  Love, 

"  1*11  fave  them,  (faith  the  Lord) 
<c  1*11  bear  their  joyful  Souls  above 
cc  Deftru&ion,  and  the  Sword. 

7  cc  My  Grace  fhall  anfwer  when  they  call; 

"  In  Trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
<c  My  Power  fhall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
*c  And  raife  them  v/hen  they  die. 

8  ¥  Thofe  that  on  Earth  my  Name  have  known, 

u  1*11  honour  them  in  Heaven  ; 
5l  There  my  Salvation  fhall  be  fhown, 
4C  And  endlefs  Life  be  given. 

Psalm  XCIL  Fir/! Part. 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Lord's  Day. 

1   OWeet  is  the  Work,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praife  thy  Name,  giveThanb  and  (Trig  ; 
To  fhew  thy  Love  by  Morning-light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  Truth  at  Night. 

%  Sweet  is  the  Day  of  facred  Reft, 

No  mortal  Cares  (hall  feize  my  Breaft  \ 
O  may  ray  Heart  in  Tune  be  found 
Like  David" %  Harp  of  folemn  Sound  I 

3  My 


PSAL   M     XCII.  l8i? 

3~  My  Heart  fhall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  Works,  and  blefs  his  Word  ; 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  how  bright  they  fhine  [ 
Plow  deep  thy  Counfels  !  how  divine  I 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  Thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  Brutes  they  live,  like  Brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  Grafs  they  flouriih,  till  thy  Breach 
Blaft  them  in  everlafiing  Death. 

5  But  I  fhall  fnare  a  glorious  Part 

When  Grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  Hcartj 
And  frefh  Supplies  of  Joy  are  fhed 
Like  holy  Oil  to  chear  my  Head. 

^  Sin  (my  worft  Enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  Eyes  and  Ears  no  more  ; 
My  inward  Foes  fhall  all  be  (lain, 
Ncr  Satan  break  my  Peace  again. 

7  Then  fhall  Ifee  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  defir'd  or  wifh'd  below  ; 
And  every  Power  find  fweet  Employ 
In  that  eternal  World  of  Joy. 

Psalm  XCII.    Ver.  ia,  &c.     Second  Pari, 
Tie  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

\    1       ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  to  ftand 
1    j  In  Gardens  planted  by  thine  Hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  Courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  Cedar  frefh  and  green. 

i  There  grow  thy  Saints  in  Faith  and  Love,. 
Bleft  with  thine  Influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  Trees 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  Sight  as  thefe, 

3  The  Plants  of  Grace  fhall  ever  lire  \ 
(Nature  decays,  but  Grace  muft  thrive) 

.    I  i  Time, 


ipo  Psalm    XCIII. 

Time,  that  doth  all  Things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  ftrong  and  fair* 

4  Laden  with  Fruits  of  Age  they  fhew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  Gates  {hall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIIL  Fzrjt  Metre,  as  the  100th  Tfalm 
Tr.e  Eternal  and  Sovereign  God, 

1  "lEhovah  reigns  :  He  dwells  in  Light, 
J   Girded  with  Majefly  and  Might : 
The  World  created  by  his  Hands 

Still  on  its  firfl  Foundation  (lands, 

2  But  e'er  this  fpacious  World  was  made* 
Or  had  its  iirft  Foundations  laid, 

Thy  Throne  eternal  Ages  flood, 
Thy  felf  the  everlafling  God. 

3  Like  Floods  the  angry  Nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  Rage  againft  the  Skies  ; 
Vain  Floods,  that  aim  their  Rage  fb  high  ! 
At  thy  Rebuke  the  Billows  die. 

4  Forever fhall  thy  Throne  endure  ; 
Thy  Promife  flands  for  ever  fure  ; 
And  everlafling  Holinefs 

Becomes  the  Dwellings  of  thy  Grace. 

Psalm   XCIII.    Second  Metre,  as  the  Old  50th 
Pfalm. 

I   ^TpHE  Lord  of  Glory  reigns ;  he  reigns  on  high ; 
X     His  Robes  of  State  are  Strength  and  Majefty  : 
This  wide  Creation  rofe  at  his  Command, 
Built  by  his  Word,  and  'ftaMifh'd  by  his  Hand  : 
Long  flood  his  Throne  e'er  he  began  Creation, 
And  his  owa  Godhead  is  the  firm  Foundation, 

i  Cod 


PS  A  L   U     XCIII.  Ipl 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King.    Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  Rebellions  to  confound  thy  Reign  : 
In  vain  the  Storms,  in  vain  the  Floods  arife, 

And  roar,  and  tofs  their  Waves  againft  the  Skies; 
Foaming  at  Heaven  they  rage  with  wild  Commotion, 
But  Heaven's  high  Arches  fcorn  the  fwtllihg  Ocean. 

3  Ye  Tempeftsrage  no  more ;  Ye  Floods  be  full, 
And  the  mad  World  fubmiflive  to  his  Will  : 
Built  on  his  Truth  his  Church  muft  ever  ftand  ; 
Firm  are  his  Promifes,  and  flrong  his  Hand  : 
See  his  own  Sons,  when  they  appear  before  him. 
Bow  at  his  Foot-ftool,  and  with  Fear  adore  him. 

Psalm  XCIII.    Third  Metre ;  as  the  Old  I  z  i4 
Pfalm, 

I   ^T^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

X     And  royal  State  maintains, 
His  Head  with  awful  Glories  crown'd  ; 

Array'd  in  Robes  of  Light, 

Begirt  with  fovereign  Might, 
And  Rays  of  Majeity  around, 

1  Upheld  by  thy  Commands 

The  World  fecurely  ftands  ; 
And  Skies  and  Stars  obey  thy  Word  i 

Thy  Throne  was  fix'd  on  high 

Before  the  ftarry  Sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  Kingdom,  Lord, 

3  In  vain  the  noily  Croud, 

Like  Billows  fierce  and  loud,- 
Againfl  thine  Empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  Spite 

The  furly  Nations  fight, 
And  daih  like  Waves  againft  the  Shore. 

^4;  4  Let 


ipz  Psalm    XCIV. 

4  Let  Ffcods  and  Nations  rage, 
And  all  their  Powers  engage, 

Let  fwelling  Tides  aflault  the  Sky, 

The  Terrors  of  thy  Frown 

Shall  beat  their  Madnefs  down  ; 
Thy  Throne  for  ever  ft  and*  on  high. 

5  Thy  ProinHes  are  true, 
Tiy  Grace  is  ever  new  ;, 

Th-ere  fix'd  thy  Church  fliall  ne'er  remove  i 

Thy  Saints  with  holy  Fear 

Shall  in  thy  Courts  appear, 
And  (ing  thine  everlaftmg  Love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  Stanza  tocompleat  the  Tune. 

Psalm  XCIV.  I,  z,  7—^4.  Virfi  Part. 

Saints  chaflifed3  and  Sinners  deflroyd\  or^lnjlrudhi 

Jffiiftions* 

%  f~\  God  to  whom  Revenge  belongs, 
V^y     Proclaim  thy  Wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  (bvereign  Power  redrefs  our  Wrongs, 
Let  Juftice  fmite  the  Proud. 

z  They  fay,  cc  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears; 
When  will  the  Fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  Ears  ? 
Or  biind,  who  made  their  Eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  (hall  feel  his  Power  ; 
His  Wrath  {hall  pierce  their  Souls  with  Pain 
In  fbme  furprizingHour. 

4  But  if  thy  Saints  deferve  Rebuke 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  Rod  ; 
Thy  Providences  and  thy  Book 
Shall  make  them  knew  their  God. 

5  Bleft 


Psalm    XCIV.  ipj 

5  Bleu  is  the  Man  thy  Hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  Duty  draw  : 
Thy  Scourges  make  thy  Children  wife 
When  they  forget  thy  Law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  Saints, 

Nor  his  own  Promife  break  ; 
He  pardons  hi>  Inheritance 
For  their  Redeemers  Sake. 

Psalm  XCIV.  16—23.  Second  Part. 

Gfdour  Support  and  Comfort  \  or,    Deliverance  from 

Temptation  and  Verfecution* 
I  \/\7HO  will  arife  and  plead  my  Right 
Y  V       Againft  my  numerous  Focs,- 
While  Earth  and  Hell  their  Force  unite, 
And  all  my  Hopes  oppofe  ? 

z  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help. 
Suftain'd  my  fainting  Head, 
My  Life  had  now  in  Silence  dwelt, 
My  Soul  amongft  the  Dead. 

3  Alas  !  myjliding  Feet  !  I  cry'd, 

Thy  Promife  was  my  Prop  ; 
Thy  Grace  flood  conftant  by  my  Side, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

4  While  Multitudes  of  mournful  Thoughts 

Within  my  Bofom  roll, 
Thy  boundlefs  Love  forgives  my  Faults-, 
Thy  Comforts  chear  my  Soul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  Iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  Laws  ;• 
But  God  my  Refuge  rules  the  Skie^ 
He  will  defend  my  Caufe. 

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i#4  Psalm    XCV* 

6  Let  Malice  vent  her  Rage  aloud, 
Let  bold  Biafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  (hall  judge  the  Proud, 
And  cut  the  Sinners  orf. 

Psalm   XCV.   Common  Metre* 

A  Pfalm  before  Prayer. 

i   QING  to  the  Lord  Jehovatis  Name, 
^     And  in  his  Strength  rejoice  *r 
When  his  Salvation  is  our  Theme, 
Exalted  be  our  Voice. 

z  With  Thanfcs  approach  his  awful  Sight, 
And  Pfalms  of  Honour  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  Might, 
The  whole  Creation's  King. 

j  Let  Princes  hear,  let  Angels  know, 
How  mean  their  Natures  feem, 
Thofe  Gods  on  high  and  Gods  below, 
When  once  coinpar'd  with  Him. 

3.  Earth  with  its  Caverns  dark  and  cfeep 
Lies  in  his  fpacious  Hand  ; 
Me  nVd  the  Seas  what  Bounds  to  keep*. 
And  where  the  Hills  muft  fiand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  Souls  adore,. 

Come,  kneel  before  his  Face ; 
O  may  the  Creatures  of  his  Power. 
Be  Children  of  his  Grace  I. 

6  Nov/  is  the  Time,  He  bends  his  Ear,. 

And  waks;  for  your  Requeft  ; 
Come^  left  he  rouse  his  Wrath,  aad  fweaiy 
*  T?  fiall  not  fee  my  Rejti 


SkALto 


Psalm    XCV.  1.9 5 

Psalm  XCV.  Short  Metre, 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon.. 

r  /^OME  found  his  Praife  abroad, 

V^/  And  Hymns  of.  Glory  fing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fbvereign  God, 

The  univerfal  King. 

z  He  form'd  the  Deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  Seas  their  Bound ; 
The  watry  Worlds  are  all  his  own, 

And  all  the  folid  Ground. 

'3  Come,  worfhip  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  Choice, 

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  Vengeance  dreft 

Will  lift  his  Hand,  and  fwear, 
"  Ton  that  defpife  my  promised  Kefty 

"  Shall  have  no  Portion  there. 

Psalm  XCV.  i,  2,,  3,  6 11.  Long  Metre. 

Canaan /<?J2  thr<?  "Unbeliefs  or yaWarning  to  delaying 
Sinners, 

1    /*"^OME,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife. 
V^  A  facred  Song  of  fokmn  Praife  : 

God. 


i$6  HUM     XCVL 

God  is  a  fovereign  King  :  rehearfe 
His  Honours  in  exalted  Verfe. 

2  Come,  let  our  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  Natures  with  his  Word  r 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  Sheep 

His  Mercy  chofe,  his  Paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  Voice  to  Day, 
The  Counfels  of  his  Love  obey  ; 
Nor  let  our  hardned  Hearts  renew 
The  Sins  and  Plagues  that  Ifrael  knew. 

4  ifraeij  that  faw  his  Works  of  Grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  Face  ; 

A  f.iichlefs  unbelieving  Brood, 
That  tir'd  the  Patience  of  their  God, 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  cc  How  falfe  they  prove  ! 
w  Forget  my  Power,  abtife  my  Love  ; 

"  Since  they  defpife  my  Rejls  Ifeveary 
<c  Their  Feet  fi  all  never  enter  there. 

6  [Lookback,  my  Soul,  with  holy  Dread, 
And  view  thofe  antient  Rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  ohrrM  Grace  to  Day, 

Nor  lofe  the  BleiTing  by  Delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  Promife  while  it  waits,. 
And  march  to  Zion%  heavenly  Gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  Reft  ; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bleft  ] 

Psalm  XCVI.    i,  io,  Sec.  Common  Metre* 
Chrift's  j6V/?  and  fecend  Coming. 

i   QING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
C3     Ye  Tribes  of  every  Tongue  ; 
His  oew-difcoverM  Grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  Song, 

%  Say 


Psalm    XCVL  19 f 

i  Say  to  the  Nations,  ye/us  reigns, 
God's  own  Almighty  Son  ; 
His  Power  the  finking  World  fuftains, 
And  Grace  furrounds  his  Throne. 

5  Let  Heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  Day, 
Joy  thro'  the  Earth  be  feen  ;. 
Let  Cities  fhine  in  bright  Array, 
And  Fields  in  chearful  Green. 

4  Let  an  unufual  Joy  furprize 

The  Iflands  of  the  Sea  :  I 

Ye  Mountains  /ink,  ye  Valleys  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  Way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefi 

The  Nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  fhew  the  World  his  Righteou&efr,; 
And  fend  his  Truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  Voice  fhall  raife  the  Dead^ 

And  bid  the  World  draw  near,. 
How  will  the  guilty  Nations  drea<L 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear. 

P ■$  a  l  m  XCVI.     As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 

The  God  of  the  Gentiles.  * 

?  1       ET  all  the  Earth  their  Voices  raife 
J    J  To  fing  the  choiceft  Pfalm  of  Praife, 

To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah's  Name  : 
His  Glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  Wonders  to  the  Nations  fhow, 

And  all  his  faving  Works  proclaim. 

z  The  Heathens  know  thy  Glory,  Lord  'y 
The  wond'ring  Nations  read  thy  Word^ 
In  Britain  is  Jekcvab  known  : 


Q$i 


?i5>8  Psalm   XCVII. 

Our  Worfhip  fhall  no  more  be  paid 
To  Gods  which  mortal  Hands  have  made  ; 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

'3  He  fram'd  the  Globe,  he  built  the  Sky, 
He  made  the  fhining  Worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  compleat  in  Glory  there  \ 
His  Beams  are  Majefiy  and  Light ; 
His  Beauties  how  divinely  bright  i 

His  Temple  how  divinely  fair ! 

4  Come  the  great  Day,  the  glorious  Hour,, 
When  Earth  (hall  fed  his  faving  Power, 

And  barbarous  Nations  fear  his  Name  ^ 
Then  (hall  the  Race  of  Man  confefs 
The  Beauty  of  his  Holinefi, 

And  in  his  Courts  his  Grace  proclaim*. 

Psalm  XCVII.    1—5.    Firfi  Part*. 

thrift  reigning  in  Heaven^  and  coming  to  Judgment* 

I  TT  B  reigns ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns ; 
fj,  Praife  him  in  cvangelick  Strains : 
Let  the  whole  Earth  in  Songs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  Iflands  join  their  Voice. 

z  Deep  are  his  Counfels  and  unknown ; 
But  Grace  and  Truth  fupport  his  Throne : 
Tho'  gloomy  Clouds  his  Ways  iurround, 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  Ground. 

3  In  Robes  of  Judgment,  lo,  he  comes,. 

Shakes  the  wide  Earth,  and  cleaves  the  Tombs  y 
Before  him  burns  devouring  Fire, 
The  Mountains  melt,  the  Sea&  retire. 

4  His  Enemies  with  fore  Difinay 

Fly  from  the  Sight,  and  fluin  the  Day  > 

Then 


Psalm    XCVII.  \$% 

Then  lift  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  Redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm  XCVII.  6—9.    Second  Part. 
Chrift's  Incarnation. 
1  np'HE  Lord  is  come  \  the  Heavens  proclaim 
X,    His  Birth  ;  the  Nations  learn  his  Name  j 
An  unknown  Star  dire&s  the  Road 
Of  Bafiern  Sages  to  their  God. 

z  All  ye  bright  Armies  of  the  Skies, 
Go,  worfhip  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  their  own  Worfhippers  confound  { 
But  fudah  fhout,  but  zion  fing, 
And  Earth  confefs  her  fovereign  King, 

Psalai  XCVII.     Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Glory. 
t  *THH'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 

X       O'er  all  the  Earth,  o'er  all  the  Sky[ 
Tho*  Clouds  and  Darknefs  vail  his  Feet,, 
His  Dwelling  is  the  Mercy-feat*. 

z  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  Name, 

Hate  every  Work  of  Sin  and  Shame  : 
He«guards  the  Souls  of  all  his  Friends,. 
And  from  the  Snares  of  Hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  Light,  and  Joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  Saints  in  Darknefs  fown ; 
Thofe  glorious  Seeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  Harveft  blefs  our  Eyes. 

4  Rejoice  ye  Righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  Honours  of  the  Lord  j, 

Noma 


^CO  PSA  L  M  xcvir. 

None  but  the  Soul  that  feels  his  Grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  Holinefs. 

Psalm  XCVII.    j,  3,  5 — 7,  n.  Common  Metre. 

drift'*  Incarnation^  and  the  Jafi  Judgment. 
l  \^£  Iflands  of  the  Northern  Sea 
X,       Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  Word  like  Fire  prepares  his  Way, 
And  Mountains  melt  to  Plains. 

z  His  Prefence  finks  the  proudeft  Hills, 
And  makes  the  Valleys  rife  ; 
The  humble  Soul  enjoys  his  Smiles, 
The  haughty  Sinner  dies. 

3  The  Heavn's  his  rightful  Povv'r  proclaim  I 

The  Idol-Gods  around 
Fill  their  own  Worfhippers  with  Shame, 
And  totter  to  the  Ground. 

4  Adoring  Angels  at  his  Birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ;-. 
Thus  (hall  he  come  to  judge  the  Earthy 
And  Angels  guard  his  Throne. 

5  His  Foes  fhall  tremble  at  his  Sight, 

And  Hills  and  Seas  retire  : 
His  Children  take  their  unknown  Flighty 
And  leave  the  World  in  Fire. 

6  The  Seed*  of  Joy  and  Glory  fown 

For  Saints  in  Darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  Worlds  unknown* 
And  a  rich  Karveft  bear. 

Psalm    XCVI1I.     Firft  Tart, 
Prai/e  for  the  Coffel. 
I  >TTfO  our  Almighty  Maker,  God, 
X      New  Honours  be  addreft ; 


I* 


Psalm    XCVIII.         2p| 

Hk  great  Salvation  (bines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  Nations  bleft. 

z  He  fpake  the  Word  to  Abraham  firft, 
His  Truth  fulfils  the  Graee ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  Name  their  Truft, 
And  learn  his  Righteoufnefs. 

3  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  Tongues; 
And  fpread  the  Honours  of  his  Name 
In  Melody  and  Songs. 

Psalm  XCVIIL     Second P art. 
The  Mefliah*/  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

I    I  OY  to  the  World  ;  the  Lord  is  coaie  j 
J      Let  Earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  every  Heart  prepare  him  Room-, 
And  Heaven  and  Nature  fing, 

z  Joy  to  the  Earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ] 
Let  Men  their  Songs  employ  ; 
While  Fields  and  Floods,  Rocks,  Hills  and  Plains} 
Repeat  the  founding  Joy. 

i  No  more  let  Sins  and  Sorrows  grow,. 
Nor  Thorns  infeft  the  Ground  : 
He  comes  to  make  his  Bleifings  flow 
Far  as  the  Curfe  is  found, 

4  He  rules  the  World  with. Truth  and  Grace, 
And  makes  the  Nations  prove 
The  Glories  of  his  Righteoufneft, 
And  Wonders  of  his  Love. 

Psalm  XCIX.    Fir  ft  Part. 
Chrift'/  Kingdom  and  Majeftf* 
HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
Let  ail  the  Nations  fear  ;, 

Let 


T 


lot         Psalm    XCIX. 

Let  Sinners  tremble  at  his  Throne, 
And  Saints  be  humble  there. 

1  Jefes  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  Earth  adore  irs  Lord  ; 
Bright  Cherubs  his  Attendants  ftand, 

Swift  to  fulfil  his  Word. 

3  In  zion  is  his  Throne, 
His  Honours  are  divine  ; 

His  Church  fhall  make  his  Wanders  known. 
For  there  his  Glories  ftiine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  Name  ! 
How  terrible  his  Praife  J 

Juftice  and  Truth,  and  Judgment  join 
In  all  his  Works  of  Grace. 

Psalm    XCIX.     Second  Part- 
A  Holy  God  <worJbipped  with  Reverence, 

l  T7  Xalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
I>     And  worfhip  at  his  Feet  \ 

Hfc  Nature  is  all  Holinefs, 
And  Mercy  is  his  Seat* 

z  When  Jfrael 'was  his  Church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  Prieft, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 

He  gave  his  People  Reft. 

'%  Oft  he  forgave  their  Sins, 
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  ftill  the  fame ; 

Still  he's  a  God  of  Holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  hifcName. 


PSALN 


Psalm    C.  203 

Psalm  C.     Firft  Metre,     A  Plain  Ttanjlation. 
Praife  to  our  Creator. 

YE  Nations  round  the  Earth,  rejoice 
Before  the  Lord,  your  fovereign  King  j 
Serve  him  with  chearful  Heart  and  Voice, 
With  all  your  Tongues  his  Glory  fing. 

x  The  Lord  is  God  :  'Tis  he  alone 

Doth  Life  and  Breath,  and  Being  give  : 
We  are  his  Work,  and  not  our  own  'r 
The  Sheep  that  on  his  Paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  Gates  with  Songs  of  Joy, 
With  Praifes  to  his  Courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  Divine  Employ 

To  pay  your  Thanks  and  Honours  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good3  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  Grace,  his  Mercy  fure  ; 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Man  fhall  find 
His  Truth  from  Age  to  Age  endure. 

Psalm  C.     Second  Metre.     A  Paraphrafe* 
I    QING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  ; 
^  Let  ev'ry  Land  his  Name  adore  ; 
The  Brttifi  Ifles  {hall  fend  the  Noife 
A-crofs  the  Ocean  to  the  Shore. 

1  Nations  attend  before  his  Throne 
With  folemn  Fear,  with  facred  Joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

I  His  fovereign  Power  without  our  Aid 
Made  us  of  Clay,  and  form'd  us  Men  : 
And  when  like  wandring  Sheep  we  ftray'd, 
He  broughc  us  to  his  Fold  again. 

4  We 


204  Psalm    CL 

4  We  are  his  People,  we  his  Care, 

Our  Souls,  and  all  our  mortal  Frame  r 
What  lafling  Honours  fhall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  Name  ? 

5  We'll  croud  thy  Gates  with  thankful  Songs, 
High  as  the  Heavens  our  Voices  raife ; 
And  Earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  Tongues 
Shall  fill  thy  Courts  with  founding  Praife.- 

g  Wide  as  the  World  is  thy  Command, 
Vaft  as  Eternity  thy  Love ; 
Firm  as  a  Rock  thy  Truth  muft  {land, 
JVhen  rolling  Years  fhall  ceafe  to  move* 

Psalm  CL     Long  Metre. 
The  Magistrates  Pfalm* 
I  Tk   /[  Ercy  and  Judgment  are  my  Song ; 
l^Jt  And  fince  they  both  to  Thee  belongs 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  Thee  my  Songs  and  Vows  I  bring* 

i  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  Sword, 
I'll  take  my  Counfels  from  thy  Word^ 
Thy  Juftice  and  thy  heavenly  Grace 
Shall  be  the  Pattern  of  my  Way3. 

4  Let  Wifdom  all  my  Actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  ; 

No  wicked  Thing  (hall  dwell  with  me* 
Which  may  provoke  thy  Jeaioufy. 

r4  No  Sons  of  Slander,  Rage  and  Strife 
Shall  be  Companions  of  my  Life  ; 
The  haughty  Look,  the  Heart  of  Pride 
Within  my  Doors  fhall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fearch  the  Land,  and  raife  the  Juft 
To  Pofts  of  Honour,  Wealth  and  Truft  : 


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The 


Psalm    CI.  205 

The  Men  that  work  thy  holy  Will 
Shall  be  my  Friends  and  Favourites  fiill.] 

5  In  vain  (hall  Sinners  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  Lies  : 
And  while  the  Innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  Offender  fhan't  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  Crew  (that  factious  Band) 
Shall  hide  their  Heads,  or  quit  the  Land  ; 
And  all  that  kreak  the  publick  Reft, 
Where  I  have  Power  fhall  be  fuppreft. 

Psalm    CI.     Common  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  for  a  Mafter  of  a  Family* 

i  f^\£  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fing, 
\^y     And  pay  my  God  my  Vows, 
Thy  Grace  and  Juftice,  heavenly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  Houfe. 

1  Now  to  my  Tent,  O  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  Servant  wife  ; 
Til  fuifer  nothing  near  me  there 
That  lhall  offend  thine  Eyes. 

3  The  Man  that  doth  his  Neighbour  "Wrong 

By  Falftiood  or  by  Force, 
The  fcornful  Eye,  the  flanderous  Tongue, 
I'll  thruft  them  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  Servants  I'll  employ. 

$  The  Wretch  that  deals  in  fly  Deceit 
I'll  not  endure  a  Night  I 
The  Liar's  Tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banifh  from  my  Si^ht, 

6  ra 


206  lJSALM     UL 

6  I'll  purge  my  Family  around 
And  make  the  Wicked  flee, 
So  (hall  my  Houfe  be  ever  found 
A  Dwelling  fie  for  Thee. 

Psalm  CII.  i — 13,20,11.   Virjt  Van. 
A  Prayer  of  the  AffliSed. 

J  TTEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face, 
J^J    But  anfwer,  left  I  die : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  Throne  of  Grace 
To  hear  when  Sinners  cry  ? 

z  My  Days  arq  wafted  like  the  Smoak 
DMblving  in  the  Air  : 
My  Strength  is  dry'd,  my  Heart  is  hrokef 
And  finking  in  Defpair. 

3  My  Spirits  flag  like  withering  Grafi 

Burnt  with  exceflive  Heat  : 
In  fecret  Groans  my  Minutes  paG, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  Building's  Top 

The  Sparrow  tells  her  Moan, 
Far  from  the  Tents  of  Joy  and  Hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

$  My  Soul  is  like  a  Wildernefs, 

Where  Beafts  of  Midnight  howl ; 
There  the  fad  Raven  finds  her  Place, 
And  there  the  fcreamnfe*  OwL 

6  Dark  difmal  Thoughts  and  boding  Fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  Breaft ; 
While  (harp  Reproaches  wound  my  Ears, 
Nor  give  my  Spirit  Reft. 

7  My  Gup  is  mingled  with  my  Woes, 

And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  ; 


My 


Psalm    CII.  207 

My  daily  Bread  like  Allies  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  Tafte. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  Joy 

To  Souls  that  feel  thy  Frown : 
Lord,  'twas  thy  Hand  ad vane d  me  high, 
Thy  Hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

9  My  Looks  like  wither'd  Leaves  appear  ; 

And  Life's  declining  Light 
Grows  faint  as  Evening-Shadows  are, 
That  vanifh  into  Night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  Eternal  God  : 
Ages  to  come  {hall  know  thy  Name, 
And  fpread  thy  Works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  fhew  thy  Face, 
.  Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 

Beyond  th'  appointed  Hour  of  Grace, 
That  long  expefted  Day. 

11  He  hears  his  Saints,  he  knows  their  Cry, 
And  by  myfterious  Ways 
Redeems  the  Prifbners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  Tongues  with  Praife. 

Psalm    CII.    13—21.     Second  Part 
Prayer  leard,  and  Zion  re/lord. 
iT    ET  zion  and  her-  Sons  rejoice, 
I    j  Behold  the  promised  Hour  : 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  Voice, 
And  comes  t'exalt  his  Power. 

z  Her  Duft  and  Ruins  that  remain 
Are  precious  in  our  Eyes ; 
Thofe  Rains  {hall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  Duft  {hall  rife. 

3  The 


ao8  Psalm    CIL 

5  The  Lord  will  raife  yerufalem^ 
And  ftand  in  Glory  there  ; 
Nations  (hall  bow  before  his  Name, 
And  Kings  attend  with  Fear. 

^  He  fits  a  Sovereign  on  his  Throne, 
With  Pity  in  his  Eyes : 
He  hears  the  dying  Prifoners  groan, 
And  fees  their  Sighs  arife. 

[jj  He  frees  the  Souls  condemn' d  to  Death, 
And  when  his  Saints  complain, 
It  flian't  be  faid,    cc  That  praying  Breath 
cl  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain. 

<S  This  ftiall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  Record, 
JThat  Ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord. 

Psalm    CIL  13—-  2, 3.     Third  Part. 

Mans  Mortality  and Chrift's Eternity  ;  or, Saints  die,, 
but  Chrift  and  the  Church  Jive. 

I  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand 
X  Weakens  our  Strength  amidft  the  Race; 
Difeafe  and  Death  at  his  Command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  (hort  our  Days. 

%  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  Sun  go  down  at  Noon  : 
Thy  Years  are  one  eternal  Day, 
And  muft  thy  Children  die  fo  foon  ? 

I  Vet  in  the  midft  of  Death  and  Grief 
This  Thought  our  Sorrow  fhall  aflwage ; 
cc  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
£  Cfcri/I  is  the  fame  thro*  every  Age. 

4  'Twas 


Psalm     CIIL  209 

4  'Twas  he  this  Earth's  Foundations  laid  ; 
Heaven  is  the  Building  or  his  Hand  : 
This  Earth  grows  old,  thefe  Heavens  fhall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  Command. 

<}  The  {tarry  Curtains  of  the  Sky 
Like  Garments  (hall  be  laid  afide ; 
But  flill  thy  Throne  fiands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  Church  for  ever  muft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  Face  thy  Church  fhall  live, 
And  on  thy  Throne  thy  Children  reign  : 
This  dying  World  fhall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  Saints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm  CIII.  1—7.     &rji  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Blejftng  God  for  his  Goodnefs  to  Soul  and  Body. 
I  T)  Lefs,  O  my  Soul,  the  living  God, 

M  Call  home  thy  Thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  Powers  within  me  join 
In  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  divine. 

z  Blefs,  O  my  Soul,  the  God  of  Grace; 
His  Favours  claim  thy  higheft  Praife  : 
Why  fhould  the  Wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  Silence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  He,  my  Soul,  that  fSnt  his  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  Soul  from  Hell,  and  faves 
Our  waiting  Life  from  threatning  Graces. 

5  Our  Youth  dQcay'd  his  Pow'r  repairs ; 
His  Mercy  crowns  our  growing  Years : 


2io  Psalm    CIIL 

He  fatlsfies  our  Mouth  with  Good, 

And  fills  our  Hopes  with  heavenly  Food* 

6  He  fees  th'  Oppreflbr  and  th'  Oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  .Sufferers  Reft  : 
But  will  his  Juftice  more  difplay 

In  the  laft  great  rewarding  Day. 

7  [His  Power  he  ftiew'd  by  Mofes  Handf, 
And  gave  to  IJrael  his  Commands  ; 
But  fent  his  Truth  and  Mercy  down 
To  all  the  Nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Power  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  Earth  adore  his  Grace  j 
The  Gentile  with  the  yew  (hall  join 

In  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  divine.] 

Ps  a  l  m  CIII.  8—i  8,  Second  Pars.  Long  Metre. 

'GWV  gentle  Ckaftifement\    or.   His  tender   Mercy 
to  his  People. 

i   HP*HE  Lor^  n°w  wondrous  are  his  Ways  ! 
X     How  firm  his  Truth  !  how  large  his  Grace  ! 
He  takes  his  Mercy  for  his  Throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  Glories  known. 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  Power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  Heavens  above  our  Head, 
As  his  rich  Love  exceeds  our  Praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  Hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  Nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  Morning  from  the  Weft, 
As  his  forgiving  Grace  removes 
The  daily  Guilt  of  thofe  he  loves* 

4  How  (lowly  doth  his  Wrath  arife  ! 
On  fwifcer  Wings  Salvation  flies : 

I  And 


Psalm    OIL  2 1 1 

And  if  he  lets  his  Anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  Frowns  to  Pity  turn. 

$  Amidfthis  Wrath  Companion  fhinest; 
His  Strokes  are  lighter  than  our  Sins  : 
And  while  his  Rod  corrects  his  Saints, 
His  Ear  indulges  their  Complaints. 

6  So  Fathers  their  young  Sons  chaftife 
With  gentle  Hand  and  melting  Eyes : 
The  Children  weep  beneath  the  Smart, 
And  move  the  Pity  of  their  Heart. 

Pause. 

7  The  Mighty  God,  the  Wife  and  Juft, 
Knows  that  our  Frame  is  feeble  Duft  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  Loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  Strength  that  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  Nature  dies, 
Blafled  by  every  Wind  that  flies ; 
Like  Grafs  we  fpring,  and  die  as  foon, 
Or  Morning  Flow'rs  that  fade  at  Noon, 

9  But  his  eternal  Love  is  fure 

To  all  the  Saints,  and  (hall  endure : 
From  Age  to  Age  his  Truth  fhall  reign, 
Nor  Childrens  Children  hope  in  vain. 

Psalm  CIII.  1—7.    Firft  Part.    Short  Metre, 
Praife  for  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies* 

I   t^\  Blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  ! 

V/     Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  Tongue  to  blefs  his  Name, 

Whofe  Favours  are  divine. 

2.  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul  ; 
Nor  let  his  Mercies  Me 

K  Z  Forontten 


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212  Psalm    CIIL 

Forgotten  in  Unthankfulnefs, 
And  without  Praifes  die. 

3  *Tis  he  forgives  thy  Sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  Pain, 

*Tis  he  that  heals  thy  Sickneffes, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  Life  with  Love, 
When  ranfom'd  from  the  Grave ; 

He  that  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Hel! 
Hath  fovereign  Power  to  fave. 

5  He  fills  the  Poor  with  Good ; 
He  gives  the  Sufferers  Reft  ; 

The  Lord  hath  Judgments  for  the  Proud, 
And  Juftice  for  th'  Oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  Works  and  Ways 
He  made  by  Mofes  known  ; 

But  fcnt  the  World  his  Truth  and  Grace, 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

Psalm  CIII.  S, — 18.  Second  Part.  Short  Metre. 

Abounding  Cmpajfim  of 'God $  or,  Mercy  in  the  midfi 
of  Judgment. 

1   "V/IY  Soul,  repeat  his  Praife 

JlVjL     Whofe  Mercies  are  fo  great ; 
Whofe  Anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 

So  ready  to  abate. 

z  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  Strokes  are  felt,  ^ 
His  Strokes  are  fewer  than  our  Crimes, 

And  lighter  than  our  Guilt. 

I  High  as  the  Heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  Ground  we  tread* 

So 


P5  A  L  M    cm.  213 

So  far  the  Riches  of  his  Grace 
Our  higheft  Thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  Power  fubdues  our  Sins,  . 
And  his  forgiving  Love 

Far  as  the  Etifi  is  from  the  IVeJl 
Doth  ail  our  Guilt  remove. 

5  The  Pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  Name 

h  fuch  as  tender'Parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  Frame* 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  Duft, 
Scatter'd  with  ev'ry  Breath  ; 

His  Anger  like  a  rifing  Wind 
Can  fend  usfwifc  to  Death  * 

7  Our  Days  are  as  the  Grafs, 
Or  like  the  Morning-flower  ; 

[f  one  fharp  Blaft  fweep  o'er  the  Field, 
It  withers  in  an  Hour, 

8  But  thy  Companions,  Lord, 
To  endlefs  Years  endure  ; 

And  Childrens  Children  ever  find 
Thy  Words  cfPromife  (lire, 

Psalm   CIII.   19—".    Third  Hart.  Short  Metre, 
GocFs  univerfal  Dominion  ;  or,  Angels  ^raife  the  Lwdi 

1    np*HE  Lord,  the  fbvereign  King, 

X     Hath  fix'd  his  Throne  on  high  ; 
D'cr  all  the  heavenly  World  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  Sky. 

i  Ye  Angels,  great  in  Might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  Will, 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  Voice  ye  hear. 

Whofe  Pieafure  ye  fulfil- 
K  I 


2i4  Psalm    CIV. 

3  Let  the  bright  Hofts  who  wait 
TheOrders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  Churches  when  they  pray, 
join  in  the  Praife  they  fmg. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  Works 
Thro'  his  vaft  Kingdoms  (hew 

Their  Maker's  Glory,  thou,  my  SoiJ, 
Shalt  fing  his  Graces  too. 

Psalm    CIV. 
The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence, 
i   ~\  yj  Y  Soul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 

IV JL  When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  Rays 

He  in  full  Majefly  appears, 

And  like  a  Robe  his  Glory  wears. 

Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fmig  to  the  Tune  of  the  old 
112th  or  j  27th  Pfalm  >  by  adding  thefe  two  Lines  to 
every  Stanza,  (viz) 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  What  Tongue  can  frame 

An  ec]ual  Honour  to  his  Name  \ 

Cther wife  it  muft  be  fung  as  the  icoth  Pfalm. 

z  The  Heavens  are  for  his  Curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathom'd  Deep  he  makes  his  Bed  : 
Clouds  are  his  Chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  Storms  a-crofs  the  Skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  Breath  infpires, 
His  Minifters,  are  flaming  Fires  ; 

And  fwift  as  Thought  their  Armies  move 
To  bear  his  Vengeance  or  his  Love. 

4  The  World's  Foundations  by  his  Hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  fhall  for  ever  iland  : 
He  binds  the  Ocean  in  his  Chain, 

Left  k  Ihould  drown  the  Earth  again. 

i  Whea 


Psalm    CIV.  2 1  5 

5  When  Earth  was  n^ver'd  with  the  Flood, 
Which  high  above  the  Mountains  flood, 
He  thunder'd  ;  and  the  Ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  Bed. 

6  The  fwelling  Billows  know  their  Bound, 
And  in  their  Channels  walk  their  Round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  Veins, 

They  fpring  on  Hills,  and  drench  the  Plains. 

7  He  bids  the  Chryftal  Fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  Valleys  as  they  go, 
Tame  Heifers  there  their  Thirlt  allay, 
And  for  the  Stream  wild  AlTes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  Trees  which  fhade  the  Brink*- 
The  Lark  and  Linnet  light  to  drink  ; 
Their  Songs  the  Lark  and  Linnet  raife, 

And  chide  our  Silence  in  his  Praife. 

Pause    I. 

p  God  from  his  cloudy  Ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  Earth  enriching  ShowVs : 
The  Grove,  the  Garden,  and  the  Field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  BlelTings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  graffy  Food  arife, 
And  gives  the  Cattle  large  Supplies  ; 
With  Herbs  for  Man  of  various  Power, 
To  nourifh  Nature,  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  Fruit  the  Vines  produce  ! 
The  Olive  yields  a  fhining  Juice  \ 

Our  Hearts  are  cheer'd  with  generous  WinCj 
With  inward  Joy  our  Faces  {bine. 

12,   O  blefs  his  Name,  ye  Britons  >  fed 
With  Nature's  chief  3upporcer,  Bread  : 

K  *  While 


aitf  Psalm    CIV. 

While  Bread  your  vital  Strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  Vigour  in  your  Hearts. 

P  au  se    II. 

13  Behold  the  ftately  Cedar  ftands 
Raised  in  the  Foreft  by  his  Hands  ; 
Birds  to  the  Boughs  for  Shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  Nefts  ftcure  on  high. 

*4  To  craggy  Hills  afcends  the  Goat  ; 
And  atjhe  airy  Mountain's  Foot 
The  feebler  Creatures  make  their  Cell ; 
He  gives  them  Wifdom  where  to  dwell, 

.t  5  He  fets  the  Sun  his  circling  Race, 
Appoints  the  Moon  to  change  her  Face ; 
And  when  thick  Darknefs  vails  the  Day, 
Calls  out  wild  Beaftsto  hunt  their  Prey. 

16  Fierce  Lions  lead  their  Young  abroad, 
And  roaring  ask  their  Meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  Morning-Beams  arife, 
The  lavage  Beaft  to  Covert  flies, 

17  Then  Man  to  daily  Labour  goes; 
The  Night  was  made  for  his  Repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  Gift,  that  fweet  Relief 
Frcm  tirefome  Toil  and  wafting  Grief. 

18  How  ftrange  thy  Works !  how  great  thy  Skill  ! 
And  every  Land  thy  Riches  fill : 

Thy  Wifdom  round  the  World  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  Earth  is  full  of  Thee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  Glories  in  the  Deep, 
Where  Fifh  in  Millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  Motions,  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wandring  in  the  Paths  below. 

4  20  There 


Psalm    CIV.  217 

10  There  Ships  divide  their  watry  Way, 
And  Flocks  of  fcaiy  Mongers  play; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  fports  in  Spite  of  Man, 

Pause  III. 

11  Vaft  are  thy  Works,  Almighty  Lord, 
All  Nature  refts  upon  thy  Word, 

And  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  ftands,- 
Waiting  their  Portion  from  thy  Hands, 

*ll  While  each  receives  his  different  Food, 
Their  chearful  Looks  pronounce  it  good  ; 
Eagles,  and  Bears,  and  Whales,  and  Worms 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  Forms. 

2  3  But  when  thy  Face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 

And  dying  to  their  Dufl  return  ; 
1  Both  Man  and  Beaft  their  Souls  refign  ', 

Life,  Breath  and  Spirit,  all  is  Thine. 

£4  Yet  thoucan'A  breathe  on  Duft  again, 
And  fill  the  World  with  Beads  and  Men  ; 
A  Word  of  thy  creating  Breath 
Repairs  the  Waftes  of  Time  and  Death. ; 

2$  His  Works,  the  Wonders  of  his  Might 
Are  honoured  with  his  own  Delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  Ways! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  Praife. 

z6  The  Earth  flands  trembling  at  thy  Stroke, 
And  at  thy  Touch  the  Mountains  fmoke  ; 
Yet  humble  Souls  may  fee  thy  Face, 
And  tell  their  Wants  to  fovereign  Grace. 

%7  In  Thee  my  Hopes  and  Wifaes  meet, 
Andeiake  my  Medications  fw#et : 


2 1 8  Psalm    CV.' 

Thy  Praifes  ihall  my  Breath  imploy, 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  Joy. 

1 8  While  haughty  Sinners  die  accurft, 
Their  Glory  bury'd  with  their  Duft, 
I  to  my  God  my  heavenly  King 
immortal  Hallelujahs  (ing. 

Psalm    CV,     Abridged. 

Cod's  ConduB  o/Ifrael,  and  the  Plagues  of  Egypt* 

1  /^>IVE  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Name,, 
VJf     And  tell  the  World  his  Grace  ; 
Sound  thro*  the  Earth  his  Deeds  of  Fame, 

That  all  may  feek  his  Face. 

2  His  Covenant,  which  he  kept  in  Mind 

For  numerous  Ages  paft, 

To  numerous  Ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  Force  fhall  laft. 

5  He  fware  to  Abraham  and  his  Seed,* 

And  made  the  Bleffing  (lire  : 

Gentiles  the  antient  Pfomife  read, 

And  find  his  Truth  endure. 

4  *  Thy  Seed  fhall  make  all  Nations  bleft,, 

(Said  the  Almighty  Voice) 
*  And  Canaan's  Land  fhall  be  their  Reft, 
iC  The  Type  of  heavenly  Joys. 

5  [How  large  the  Grant !  how  rich  the  Grace,. 

To  give  them  Canaan  s  Land, 
When  they  were  Strangers  in  the  Place, 
A  little  feeble  Band  ! 

6  Like  Pilgrims  thro'  the  Countries  round- 

Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  haughty  Kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd* 

7  "Tow& 


PSAL  M     CV.  2  1? 

7  cc  Touch  mine  Anointed,  and  my  Arm 
"  Shall  foon  revenge  the  Wrong  ; 
**  The  Man  that  does  my  Prophets  harm 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  ftrong. 

3  Then  let  the  World 'forbear  its  Rage, 

Kor  put  the  Church  in  Fear  ; 

Ifrael  mufl  live  thro  every  Age, 

And  be  thy  Almighty's  Care^ 

Pause     I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  Saints^ 
And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  fent  at  their  Complaints^ 
ArmM  with  his  dreadful  Rod. 

io  He  caird  for  Darknefs  :  Darknefs  came 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  Flood  ; 
He  turn'd  each  Lake  and  every  Stream 

To  Lakes  and  Streams  of  Blood. 

II  He  gave  the  Sign,  and  noifome  Flies 
Thro'  the  whole  Country  fpread  ; 
And  Frogs  in  croaking  Armies  rife 
About  the  Monarch's  Bed. 

tz  Thro'  Fields  and  Towns  and  Palacej 
The  tenfold  Vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  Swarms  devour'd  their  Trees2 
And  Hail  their  Cattle  flew.-- 

33  Then  by  an  Angel's  Midnight  Stroke 
The  Flower  of  Egypt  dyM  ; 
The  Strength  of  every  Houfe  was  broke^. 
Their  Glory,  and  their  Pride. 

14  Tsow  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage? 
Kor  pit  the  Church  in  Fear  y 


22o  Psalm    CVL 

Ifrael  mnfi  live  thro"  every  Age, 
And  be  thy  Almighty  s  Care. 

;    p  a  v  s  B  ii. 

1 5  Thus  were  the  Tribes  from  Bondage  brought^ 

And  left  the  hated  Ground  ; 
Each  fome  Egyptian  Spoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  founds 

1 6  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  Way, 

And  mark5d  their  Journeys  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  Cloud  by  Day, 
A  fiery  Guide  by  Night. 

17  They  third  ;  and  Waters  from  the  Rock 

In  rich  Abundance  flow, 
And  following  (till  the  Courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the  Defart  thro*. 

18O  wondrous  Stream  !  O  bleffed  Type 
Of  ever-flowing  Grace  ! 
So  Qhrifi  our  Rock  maintains  our  Life  2 
Thro*  all  this  Wildernefs, 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th*  Almighty  Hand  • 

The*chofen  Tribes  pofleft 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  Reft. 

20  7$>en  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage}  . 

The  Church  renounce  her  &ar  \ 
J&ael  mufi  live  thro*  every  Agey  . 
And  be  thy  Almighty's  Care. 


'T 


Psalm  CW.  i — -5.     tirjtPart. 

Vraife  to  God  ;  or,  Communion  with  Saints. 

O  God  the  Great,  the  Ever-bleft, 
let  Songs  of  Honour  be  addreft  '> 


Hi* 


Psalm    CVL  221 

His  Mercy  firm  for  ever  {lands ; 

Give  him  the  Thanks  his  Love  demands. 

1  Who  knows  the  Wonders  of  thy  Ways  ; 
Who  fhall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  Praife  * 
Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  fear  Thee  ftill,. 
A*nd  pay  their  Duty  to  thy  Will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  Mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  Race,  thy  chofen  Seed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  Salvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  Suppliant  of  thy  Grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  Tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  Triumphs  with  my  Voice  ! 

This  is  my  Glory,  Lord,  to  be 

JoinM  to  thy  Saints,  and  near  to  Thee. 

Psalm  CVI.     Second  Part.  Ver.  7>  *i  I* — M> 

43— 48- 

Ifrael  f  unified  and  pardon  d  ;    or,   God's  unchangeable 

Love% 

1    /^OD  of  eternal  Love, 

\J     How  fickle  are  our  Ways  i 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 

Thy  Conftan  cy  of  Grace  ! 

z  They  faw  thy  Wonders  wrought-, 

And  then  thy  Praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  Works  of  Power  forgot, 

And  murmur'd  with  their  Tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  Word 
While  Rocks  with  Rivers  flow ; 

Now  with  their  Lufts  \  rovoke  the  Lord,. 
And  he  reduc'd  then.  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  Faults, 
He  hearken'd  to  their  Groans, 

Brought 


222  Psalm    CVII. 

Brought  his  own  Covenant  to  his  Thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  frill  his  Sons, 

5  Their  Names  were  in  his  Book^ 
He  fav'd  them  from  their  Foes ; 

Oft  he  chaflis'dy  but  ne'er  forfboki 
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. 

Psalm  CVII.     Firfi  Part. 
Ifrael  led  U  Canaan,  and  Chrifiians  to  Heaven* 
i   S~>1  V  E  Thanks  to  God  :  He  reigns  above, 
\^J  Kind  arc  his  Thoughts,  his  Name  is  Love 
His  Mercy  Ages  pad  have  known, 
And  Ages  long  to  come  fhall  own, 

1  Let  the  Redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  Wonders  of  his  Grace  record  ; 
Ifrael)  the  Nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  Foes. 

3  [When  God's  Almighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  Fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  Yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  Defart  wandring  round  '3 
A  wild  and  lolitary  Ground  1 

'4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  Road3 
Nor  City  for  a  fix'd  Abode  'r 
Nor  Food,  nor  Fountain  to  aftVage 
Their  burning  Thirft3  or  Hunger's  Rage.] 

5  In  their  Diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'c^ 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  ;. 
He  led  their  March  far  wandring  round  y 
'Twos  the  right  Path  to  Canaan  %  Ground. 


6  tlws 


Psalm    CVII.  22$ 

5  Thus  when  our  firft  Releafe  we  gain 
From  Sin's  old  Yoke  and  Satan's  Chain, 
We  have  this  defarc  World  to  pafs, 
A  dangerous  and  a  cirefbme  Place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes- us  all  the  Way, 
He  guides  our  Footfteps  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  Hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  Land. 

8  O  let  the  Saints  with  Joy  record 

The  Truth  and  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works  I  how  kind  his  Ways ! 
Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

P  s  a  L  H    CVII.     Second  Part. 
Correction  for  Siny  and  Releafe  by  Prayer. 
X  J7ROM  Age  to  Age  exalt  his  Name, 
X7    God  and  his  Grace  are  ft  ill  the  fame  r 
He  fills  the  hungry  Soul  with  Food, 
And  feeds  the  Poor  with  every  Good. 

z  But  if  their  Hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  Skies, 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  Word, 
And  flight  the  Counfels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  Spirits  to  the  Ground, 
And  no  Deliv'rer  fhall  be  found  ; 

Laden  with  Grief  they  wafte  their  Breath 
In  Darknefs  and  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Criesj. 
He  makes  the  dawning  Light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  dilmal  Shade 

That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  Head* 

£  He  cuts  the  Bars  of  Brafs  in  two, 
And  lets, the  flailing  Prifoners  thjo ; 

Takw 


124  Psalm  CVIL 

Takes  off  the  Load  of  Guilt  and  Grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  Soul  Relief. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wondrous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works !  how  kind  his  Ways  ! 
Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

Psalm  CVII.     Third  Part. 

Intemperance  punifi'd  and  pardon  d\    or,  a  Pfalm  for 
the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

I  "T    7AIN  Man  on  foolifh  Pleafures  bent 
V      Prepares  for  his  own  Punifhment, 
What  Pains*  what  loathfome  Maladies 
From  Luxury  and  Luft  arife, 

z  The  Drunkard  feels  his  Vitals  wafle  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  Health  to  pleafe  his  Tafte ; 
Till  all  his  active  Powers  are  loft, 
And  fainting  Life  draws  near  the  Duft. 

3  The  Glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  Soul  abhors  delicious  Meat  : 
Nature  with  heavy  Loads  oppreft 
Would  yield  to  Death  to  be  released. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Sinners  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  efFed  the  Cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafyj  or  fo  fare  : 
The  deadly  Sentence  God  repeals, 

He  fends  his  Sovereign  Word  and  heals, 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wondrous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 

And 


Psalm    CVIL  225 

And  let  their  thankful  Offerings  prove 
i  How  they  adore  their  Maker's  Love. 

Psalm  CVIL     fourth  Part.    Long  Metre: 

deliverance  from  Storms  and  shif  wrack  3  or,  Tie  Sea~ 
mans  Song* 

WOuld  you  behoid  the  Works  of  God, 
His  Wonders  in  the  World  abroad, 
Go  with  the  Mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  Regions  of  the  Seas. 

They  leave  their  native  Shores  behind, 
And  feize  the  Favour  of  the  Wind  ; 
Till  God  command,  and  Tempefts  rife 
That  heave  the  Ocean  to  the  Skies. 

Now  to  the  Heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  Deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  Affrights  young  Sailors  hs\y 
And  like  a  (laagering  Drunkard  reel. 

When  Land  is  far,  and  Death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  ail  Hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  Mercy  hears  the  loud  Addrefs, 
And  f^tids  Salvation  in  Diftrefs. 

He  bids  the  Winds  their  Wrath  afTwage, 
The  furious  Waves  forget  their  Rage  ;. 
JTis  calm  ;  and  Sailors  fmile  to  fee 
The  Haven  where  they  wiiVd  to  be. 

O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 
The  wondrous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  Offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  Church  his  Glory  ring. 


Psalm 


2i6  Psalm,    evil. 

Psalm   CVIL     Fourth  Part.     Common  Metre, 
The  Mariner  s  Pfalm. 

I    npHY   Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord, 
X       Thy  Wonders  in  the  Deeps 
The  Sons  of  Courage  jfhall  record 
Who  trade  in  floating  Ships. 

i  At  thy  Command  the  Winds  ariie, 
And  fwell  the  tow 'ring  Waves  ; 
The  Men  aftonifnM  mount  the  Skies 
And  fink  in  gaping  Graves* 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  watry  Hills, 

And  plunge  in  Deeps  again  't 
Each  like  a  tottering  Drunkard  reels* 
And  finds  his  Courage  vain, 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  Tempeft  roar 

They  pant  with  fluttering  Breath  ; 
And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  Shore 
Expect  immediate  Death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Cries  J 

He  hears  the  loud  Requeft, 
And  orders  Silence  thro'  the  Skies, 
And  lays  the  Floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  Fears, 

And  fee  the  Storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  Eyes  the  Pert  appears  ; 
There  let  their  Vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  Land  ; 

Let  fiupid  Mortals  know 
That  Waves  are  under  his  Command, 
And  all  the  Winds  that  blow. 

8  O  that  the  Sons  of  Men  would  praife 

The  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 


And 


Psalm    CVIL  227 

And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wondrous  Ways- 
Thy  wondrous  Love  record. 

Psalm   CVII.     La  ft  Part. 

Colonies  planted ;  or,  Nations  bleft  and  purified, 

A  Psalm  for  New-England. 

I    XT7HEN  God  prorokM  with  daring  Crimes, 
V  V    Scourges  the  Madnefs  of  the  Times, 
He  turns  their  Fields  to  barren  Sand, 
And  dries  the  Rivers  from  the  Land. 

z  His  Word  can  raife  the  Springs  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  Mountains  green, 
Send  fhow'ry  Bleffings  from  ihe  Skits; 
And  Harvefts  in  the  Defart  rile. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  Beads  of  Prey, 
Or  Men  as  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  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  Fruit  fupplies  their  Want  : 
Their  Race  grows  up  from  fruitful  Stocks, 
Their  Wealth  increafes  with  their  Flocks. 

3  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 

He  lets  the  Heathen  Nations  in, 

A  favage  Crew  invades  their  Lands, 
•     Their  Princes  die  by  barbarous  Hands* 

6  Their  Captive  Sons  expos'd  to  Scorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 

The  Country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  Defolation  ipreads  the  Field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  Nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  Hand  he  turns , 

Again 


228  Psalm    CDL 

Again  iie  makes  their  Cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  Churches  Jive,] 
8  The  Righteous  with  a  joyful  Senfe 
Admire  the  Works  of  Providence  ; 
And  Tongues  of  Atheifls  {hall  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  Saints  adore. 

f  How  few  with  pious  Care  record 

Thefe  wondrous  Dealings  of  the  Lord  ? 
But  wife  Obfervers  ftill  fhall  find  . 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind.. 

Psalm    CIX.    Ver.  i — 5,  }i, 

Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Chrift* 

C   /^OD  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Praife, 
V_J     Thy  Glory  is  my  Song  ; 
Tho'  Sinners  fpeak  againft  thy  Grace 
With  a  blafpheming  Tongue, 

z  When  in  the  Form  of  mortal  Man 
Thy  Son  on  Earth  was  found, 
With  cruel  Slanders  falfe  and  vain 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  Miferres  his  Companion  move. 

Their  Peace  he  ftill  purfu'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  Crofi, 
And  bleft  his  Foes  in  Death. 

5-  Lord,  fhall  thy  bright  Example  fnine- 
In  vain  before  my  Eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  Soul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  my  Enemies. 

t  6  The. 


Psalm    CX.  229 

6  The  Lord  fhall  on  my  Side  engage, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  Name 
I  (hall  defeat  their  Pride  and  Rage 
Who  dander  and  condemn. 

Psalm  CX.     Firjl  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrift  exalted,  and  Multitudes  converted  ;  or,  The  Sue- 
cefs  of  the  GofpeL 

1  nr^HUS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

X     To  Chrift  the  Son  ;    "  Afcend  and  ft 
<c  At  my  Right-hand,  till  I  (hall  make 
"  Thy  Foes  fubmiifive  at  thy  Feet. 

L  cc  From  zion  fhall  thy  Word  proceed, 
u  Thy  Word,  the  Scepter  in  thy  Hand, 
u  Shall  make  the  Hearts  of  Rebels  bleed, 
cc  And  bow  their  Wills  to  thy  Command. 

3  <c  That  Day  (hall  (hew  thy  Power  is  great, 

"  When  Saints  fhall  flock  with  willing  Minds, 
<c  And  Sinners  croud  thy  Temple- Gate, 
*  Where  Holinefs  in  Beauty  fhines. 

4  O  bleffed  Power  !    O  glorious  Day  ! 
What  a  large  Victory'fhall  enfue  ! 
And  Converts,  who  thy  Grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  Drops  of  Morning-Dew. 

Psalm    CX.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Kingdom  and  Priefthood  oj  Chrift, 

1  np'HUS  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea 
±     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore ; 
tc  Eternal  fhall  thy  Priefthood  te, 
"  And  change  from  Hand  to  Hand  no  more, 

z  cc  Aaron  and  all  his  Sons  muft  die  : 
^  But  everlafting  Life  is  thine, 

5  To 


2JO  P  S  A  L  M      CX. 

cc  To  fave  for  ever  thofe  that  fly 

cc  For  Refuge  from  the  Wrath  divine. 

3  u  By  me  Mekhifedeck  was  made 

iC  On  Earth  a  King  and  Prieft  at  once  ; 

C€  And  Thou  my  heavenly  Prieft  fhalt  plead  ; 

"  And  tho8,  my  King,  fhalLrulemy  Sons. 

4  Refits  the  Prieft  afcends  his  Throne, 
While  Counfels  of  eternal  Peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  Honour  and  Succefs. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  Earth  his  Reign  fiiall  fpread, 
And  crufh  the  Powers  that  dare  rebel : 
Then  fhall  he  judge  the  riling  Dead, 

And  fend  the  guilty  World  to  Hell. 

6  Tho'  while  he  treads  his  glorious  Way, 
He  drink  the  Cup  of  Tears  and  Blood, 
The  Sufferings  of  that  dreadful  Day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Psalm    CX.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift's  Kingdom  and  Priefthood. 

I  YEfuSj  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  Throne, 
y     And  near  the  Father  fit ; 
In  zion  fhall  thy  Power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  Foes  fubmit. 

'%  \Chat  Wonders  fhall  thy  Gofpel  do  ! 
Thy  Converts  fhall  furpafs 
The  numerous  Drops  of  Morning-Dew 
And  own  thy  fovereign  Grace. 

5  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  Decree, 
Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 
fc  Eternal  fhall  thy  Priefthood  be, 
£  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  c5  Melch- 


Psalm    CXI.  231 

4  "  Mekhifedecky  that  wondrous  Prieft, 

"  That  King  of  high  Degree, 
a  That  holy  Man  who  Abraham  bleft 
"  Was  but  a  Type  of  Thee. 

5  frfas  our  Prieft  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jefus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  Bleflings  of  his  Love. 

6  God  fhall  exalt  his  glorious  Head, 

And  his  high  Throne  maintain^ 
Shall  ftrike  the  Powers  and  Princes  dead 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  Reign. 

Psalm    CXI.     Firfi Part. 
The  Wrfdorn  of  God  in  his  Works. 

I   OOngs  of  immortal  Praife  belong 
^     To  my  Almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  Heart,  and  he  my  Tongue 
To  fpread  his  Name  abroad. 

1  How  great  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought ! 
How  glorious  in  our  Sight ! 
And  Men  in  every  Age  have  fought 
His  Wonders  with  Delight. 

3  How  moft  exaft  is  Nature's  Frame  /  ~ 

How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  Counfels  never  change  the  Scheme 
That  his  firft  Thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem*  d  his  chofen  Sons, 

He  fiVd  liis  Cov'nant  fure  : 
The  Orders  that  his  Lips  pronounce 
To  cndlefc  Years  endure. 

$  Nature  and  Time,  and  Earth  and  Skies 
Thy  heavenly  Skill  proclaim  : 

What 


2|2  Psalm    GXL 

What  (hall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  Name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  Power,  to  truft  thy  Grace 
Is  our  divineft  Skill ; 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  Race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  Will. 

Psalm    CXI.    Second  Part. 
The  Perfections  of  Cod. 

i  /^>Reat  is  the  Lord ;  his  Works  of  Might 
Vjf     Demand  our  nobleft  Songs; 
Let  his  afTembled  Saints  unite 
Their  Harmony  of  Tongues. 

z  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  came 

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  fairefl  Proof  of  Knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  Sin. 

Psalm  CXII.     As  the  1 I 3th  Pfalra, 
The  BleJJings  of  the  liberal  Man. 
%  'HPHAT  Man  is  bleft  who  flands  in  Awe 
J[     Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  Law  : 
His  Seed  on  Earth  fhall  be  renown'd  ; 
His  Houfe  the  Seat  of  Wealth  fhall  be, 
An  inexhaufted  Treafury, 

And  with  fucceffive  Honours  crown'd. 

1  His 


Psalm    CXII.  253 

z  His  liberal  Favours  he  extends, 
To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 

A  generous  Pity  fills  his  Mind  : 
Yet  what  his  Charity  impairs, 
He  faves  by  Prudence  in  Affairs, 

And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  Mankind. 

3  His  Hands,  while  they  his  Alms  beftow'd, 
His  Glory's  future  Harveft  fow'd  ; 

The  fweet  Remembrance  of  the  Juft 
Like  a  green  Root  revives,  and  bears 
A  Train  of  Bleflings  for  his  Heirs, 

When  dying  Nature  fleeps  inDuft. 

4  Befet  with  threatning  Dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his  Ground  ; 

His  Confcience  holds  his  Courage  up  : 
The  Soul  that's  fill'd  with  Vertue's  Light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  Affliction's  Night : 

And  fees  in  Darknefs  Beams  of  Hope. 

Pause. 

5  [111  Tidings  never  can  furprize 
His  Heart,  that  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Tho*  Waves  and  Tempefts  roar  around  : 
Safe  on  the  Rock  he  fits,  and  {qqs 
The  Shipwreck  of  his  Enemies, 

And  all  their  Hope  and  Glory  drown'd. 

6  The  Wicked  fhall  his  Triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  Teeth  in  Agony, 

To  find  their  Expectations  croft  : 
They  and  their  Envy,  Pride  and  Spite 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  Night, 

And  all  their  Names  in  Darknefs  loft,] 

L  Psalm 


234  Psalm    CXII. 

Psalm    CXII.     Long  Metre. 
The  Biejfiwgs  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 
I   'HT^Hrice  happy  Man  who  fears  the  Lord, 

JL     Loves  his  Commands,  and  trutts  his  Word  \ 
Honour  and  Peace  his  Days  attend, 
And  Bleflings  to  his  Seed  defcend. 

z  Companion  dwells  upon  his  Mind, 
To  Works  of  Mercy  liijl  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  Poor  fome  prefent  Aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  Times  grow  dark,  and  Tidings  fprcad 
That  fill  his  Neighbours  round  with  Dread, 
His  Heart  is  arrn'd  againft  the  Fear, 
For  God  with  all  his  Pow'r  is  there. 

^  His  Soul  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord 

Draws  heavenly  Courage  from  his  Word ; 
Amidft  the  Darknefs  Light  fhall  rife, 
To  chear  his  Heart,  and  blefs  his  Eyes. 

V|  He  hath  difperft  his  Alms  abroad, 
His  Works  are  ftill  before  his  God  ; 
His  Name  on  Earth  ihall  long  remain, 
While  envious  Sinners  fret  in  vain. 

Psalm  CXII.  Common  Metre. 
Liberality  rewarded. 

HAppy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
And  follows  his  Commands, 
Who  lends  the  Poor  without  Reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  Hands. 

2,  As  Pity  dwells  within  his  Breaft 
To  all  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
So  God  fhall  anfwer  his  Requeft 
With  BleiTings  on  his  Seed. 

3  No 


Psalm     CXIII,  255 

5  No  evil  Tidings  (hall  furprize 
His  well-eftablifh'd  Mind  ; 
His  Soul  to  God,  his  Refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  Fears  behind. 

4  In  Times  of  general  Diftrefs 

Some  Beams  of  Light  fhall  fhine, 
To  fhew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefi, 
And  give  him  Peace  divine. 

$  His  Works  of  Piety  and  Love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  Earth  and  Joys  above 
Shall  be  his  fure  Reward. 

Psalm    CXIII.    Proper  Tune. 
The  Majefiy  and  Condefcenfton  of  Cod. 

1  "\ZE  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
\     The  Honours  of  his  Name  record, 
His  facred  Name  for  ever  blefs  : 
Where-e'er  the  circling  Sun  difplays 
His  rifing  Beams,  or  fetting  Rays, 

Let  Lands  and  Seas  his  Power  confefs. 

X  Not  Time,  nor  Nature's  narrow  Rounds ; 
Can  give  his  vafl  Dominion  Bounds  ; 

The  Heavens  are  far  below  his  Height : 
Let  no  created  Greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm  d  with  his  uncreated  Might, 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  Head  to  view 
What  the  bright  Hofts  of  Angels  do, 

And  bends  his  Care  to  mortal  Things  ; 
His  fovereign  Hand  exalts  the  Poor, 
He  takes  the  Needy  from  the  Door, 
And  makes  them  Company  for  Kings. 

L:       ^  4  Whea 


i$6  Psalm    CXIII. 

4  When  childlefs  Families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  Blefling  of  an  Heir 

To  refcue  their  expiring  Name  ; 
The  Mother  with  a  thankful  Voice 
Proclaims  his  Praifes  and  her  Joys : 
Let  every  Age  advance  his  Fame. 

Psalm  CXIII.    Long  Mfetre. 
Cod  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

I  "V/E  Servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
X     In  every  Age  his  Praifes  fing  ; 
Where-e'er  the  Sun  fhall  rife  or  fet, 
The  Nations  fhall  his  Praife  repeat. 

z  Above  the  Earth,  beyond  the  Sky 
Stands  his  high  Throne  of  Majefty  : 
Nor  Time  nor  Place  his  Power  reftrain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  Reign. 

3  Which  of  the  Sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  Angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  Glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  Light  ! 

4  Behold  his  Love :  He  ftoops  to  view 
What  Saints  above  and  Angels  do  ; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  Affairs  of  Men  below. 

5  From  Duft  and  Cottages  obfcure 
His  Grace  exalts  the  humble  Poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  Honour  of  his  Sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  Thrones. 

6  []A  Word  of  his  creating  Voice 
Can  make  the  barren  Houfe  rejoice  : 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  Years  were  paft3 
The  promis'd  Seed  is  born  at  laft. 

z  7  With! 


Psalm    CXIV.  237 

7  With  Joy  the  Mother  views  her  Son, 
And  tells  the  Wonders  Goi  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  Senfe  defpairs  ; 
If  Nature  fails,  the  Promife  bears.] 

Psalm  CXIV. 
Miracles  attending  Ifraei'j  yourney. 

1  \K  7  HEN  Ifrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  Han  J, 

V  V    Left  the  proud  Tyrant  and  his  Land, 
The  Tribes  withchearful  Homage  own 
Their  King,  and  yudah  was  his  Throne, 

2  A-crofs  the  Deep  their  Journey  lay  ; 
The  Deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
yordan  beheld  their  March,  and  fled 
With  backward  Current  to  his  Head. 

3  Th*e  Mountains  {hook  like  frighted  Sheep, 
Like  Lambs  the  little  Hillocks  leap  ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  Bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fovereign  Power  at  Hand. 

4  What  Power  could  make  the  Deep  divide  ? 
Make  yordan  backward  roll  his  Tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  Hills  ? 

And  whence  the  Fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  every  Mountain,  every  Flood 
Retire,  and  know  th  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifrael :  See  him  here  ; 
Tremble  thou  Earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  Nature  mourns, 
The  Rock  to  (landing  Pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  Fountains  at  his  Word, 
And  Fires  and  Seasconfefs  the  Lord. 

L  1  Psalm 


238  Psalm    CXV. 

P  s  a  l  xM   CXV.      Firft  Metre. 
The  true  God  our  Refuge  ;  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  X  "TOT  to  our  felves,  who  are  but  Duft, 
JJNI   Not  to  our  felves  is  Glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  Thou  only  Juft, 

Thou  only  Gracious,  Wife  and  True. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  Name ; 
Whyftiould  a  Heathens  haughty  Tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  Shame, 

Say,  "  Where  s  the  God  you  w  fertv  d  [0  long? 

3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  Throne 
Above  the  Clouds,  beyond  the  Skies, 
Thro'  all  the  Earth  his  Will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  Groans,  he  hears  our  Cries. 

4  But  the  vain  Idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  Shapes  of  Stone  and  Wood  ; 
At  beft  a  Mafs  of  glittering  Oar, 
A  filver  Saint,  or  golden  God. 

5  [With  Eyes  and  Ears  they  carve  their  Head  ^ 
Deaf  are  their  Ears,  their  Eyes  are  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  coftly  Offerings  made, 

And  Vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  Wind. 

6  Their  Feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  Hands  to  fave  when  Mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  Fear  or  Love 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  Hope, 
Thy  Help,  thy  Refuge,  and  thy  Reft ; 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  Ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  People  and  the  Prieft. 

8  The  Dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  Praifej 
They  dwell  in  Silence  and  the  Grave ; 


But 


Ps  a  l  u    CXV.  239^ 

But  we  (hall  live  to  fing  thy  Grace, 
And  tell  the  World  thy  Pow'r  to  fave. 

Psalai  CXV.    <$?f0w/  Metre.   As  the  New  Tune 

of  the  5othPfalm. 

Vopijb  Idolatry  reprov'd. 
APfalm  for  the  5  th  of  November. 

1  X  "TOT  to  our  Names,  Thou  only  Juft  and  True, 
Jj\|    Not  to  our  worthlefs  Names  is  Glory  due  : 
Thy  Power  and  Grace,  thy  Truth  and  Jultice  claim 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  fovereign  Name. 

Shine  thro*  the  Earth  from  Heaven,  thy  bleft  Abode, 
Nor  let  the  Heathens  fay ;  "  And  where  s  your  God? 

(Throne, 

2  Heaven  is  thine  higher  Court !    There  ftands  thy 
And  thro'  the  lower  Worlds  thy  Will  is  done  : 
Our  God  fram'd  all  this  Earth,  thefe  Heavens  he 

(fpread. 
But  Fools  adore  the  Gods  their  Hands  have  made  \ 
The  kneeling  Crowd  with  Looks  devout  behold 
Their  Silver-Saviours,  and  their  Saints  of  Gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  Shapes  of  Eyes  and  Ears ; 
The  molten  Image  neither  fees  nor  hears : 

Their  Hands  are  helplefs,  nor  their  Feet  can  move, 
They  have  no  Speech,  nor  Thought,  nor  Power, 

(nor  Lcvej 
Yet  fottiih  Mortals  make  their  long  Complaints 
To  their  deaf  Idols,  and  their  mcvelefs  Saints. 

4  The  Rich  have  Statues  well  adorn'd  with  Gold  \ 
The  Poor  content  with  Gods  of  coarfer  Mould, 
With  Tools  of  Iron  carve  the  fenfclefs  Stock 
Lopt  from  a  Tree,  or  broken  from  a  Rock  : 
People  and  Prieft  drive  on  the  folemn  Trade, 

And  trufl  the  Gods  that  Saws  and  Hammers  made.] 
L  4  ^  Be 


240  Psalm    CXVI. 

5  Be  Heaven  and  Earth  amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  is  more  ftupid,  or  their  Gods,  or  they. 
O  Ifrael,  truft  the  Lord  ;  he  hears  and  fees, 

He  knows  thy  Sorrows,  and  reftores  thy  Peace  : 
His  "Worfhip  does  a  thoufand  Comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  Help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  Shield. 

6  O  Britain,  truft  the  Lord  :  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  Ruin,  and  oppofe  his  Reign  ; 

Had  they  prevaiFd,  Darknefs  had  clos'd  our  Days> 
And  Death  and  Silence  had  forbid  his  Praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  Let  Songs  arife, 
And  Britain  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  Skies. 

Psalm    CXVI.  Firft  Part. 

Recovery  from  Sickmfs. 

i   T  Love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  Cries, 
.    J[     And  piry'd  every  Groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  Troubles  rife, 
1*11  haften  to  his  Throne. 

z  I  love  the  Lord  :  He  bow'd  his  Ear 
And  chas'd  my  Griefs  away  : 
O  let  my  Heart  no  more  defpair, 
While  I  have  Breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  Flefh  declin'd,  my  Spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  Dead, 
While  inward  Pangs  and  Fears  of  Hell 
Perplex' d  my  wakeful  Head. 

4  "  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  Servant  fave, 

<*  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
cc  Thy  Power  can  refcue  from  the  Grave, 
"  Thy  Power  is  all  my  Truft. 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 

He  bid  my  Pains  remove  : 

Return, 


Psalm    CXVI.  241 

Return,  my  Soul,  to  God  thy  Reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  Love. 

6  My  God  hath  fav'dmy  Soul  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.  Second  Part. 

Vows  made  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  ;  or3  Publick 
Thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 

1  T  JI7HAT  fliall  I  render  to  my  Gcd 
V  V      For  all  his  Kindnefs  fhown  ? 
My  Feet  (hall  vifit  thine  Abode, 
My  Songs  addrefs  thy  Throne. 

z  Among  the  Saints  that  fill  thine  Houfe 
My  Offerings  fliall  be  paid  ; 
There  (hall  my  Zeal  perform  the  Vows 
My  Soul  in  Anguifti  made. 

3  How  much  is  Mercy  thy  Delight, 

Thou  ever-blefled  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  Servants  in  thy  Sight  ! 
How  precious  is  their  Blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  Servants  are  f 

How  great  thy  Grace  to  me  ! 
My  Life  which  thou  haft  made  thy  Care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  fliall  my  Purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  Hand  has  loos'd  my  Bonds  of  Pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  Love. 

6  Here  in  thy  Courts  I  leave  my  Vow5 

And  thy  rich  Grace  record  \ 

I  %  Wimefs* 


242        Psalm    CXVII. 

Witnefs,  ye  Saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 

Psalm   CXVII,   Common  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  from  all  Nations. 

I   /^\  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord 
K^J     Each  with  a  different  Tongue  ; 
In  every  Language  learn  his  Word, 
And  let  his  Name  be  fung. 

Z  His  Mercy  reigns  thro'  every  Land  ; 
Proclaim  his  Grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  Truth  fhall  ftand  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

Psalm    CXVII.    Long  Metre. 
I  T7ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies 
J7    Let  the  Creators  Praife  arife  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  Name  be  fung 
Thro'  every  Land,  by  every  Tongue. 

z  Eternal  are  thy  Mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth  attends  thy  Word  ; 
Thy  Praife  fhall  found  from  Shore  to  Shore 
Till  Suns  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

Psalm  CXVII.   Short  Metre. 
I   npHY  Name,  Almighty  Lord, 

X       Shall  found  thro1  diftant  Lands; 
Great  is  thy  Grace,  and  fure  thy  Word  ; 
Thy  Truth  for  ever  (lands. 

ft  Far  be  thine  Honour  fpread, 

And  long  thy  Praife  endure, 
Till  Morning-Light  and  Evening-Shade 

Shall  be  exchangd  no  more. 


ISALM 


Psalm    CXVIII.  243 

Psalm   CXVIII.  Firjt  Part.  Ver.  <5 —1 5  • 
Deliverance  from  a  Tumult* 

l  *T^HE  Lord  appears  ray  Helper  now, 
JL       Nor  is  my  Faith  afraid 
What  all  tire  Sons  of  Earth  can  do, 
Since  Heaven  affords  its  Aid. 

a  Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  Thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  Friend, 
Than  truft  in  Men  of  high  Degree, 
And  on  their  Truth  depend. 

3  Like  Bees  my  Foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  Swarm  ; 
But  I  fhall  all  their  Rage  confound 
By  thine  Almighty  Arm. 

4  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  Heart  is  firong, 

In  him  my  Lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  Salvation  is  my  Song, 
How  chearful  is  my  Voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  Bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears  they  fly  : 
So  burning  Thorns  with  crackling  Sound 
Make  a  fierce  Blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  Saints  and  Peace  belongs; 

The  Lord  protects  their  Days  i 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  Songs 
To  his  Almighty  Grace. 

Psalm  CXVIII.   Second  Part.    Ver.  1 7— **• 

Pullick  Praife  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

I  1       ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servant  cry7 
1    J      And  refcu'd  from  the  Grave  ; 
Now  fhall  he  live :  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 

2  Th? 


244        Psalm    CXVIII. 

z  Thy  Praife  more  conflant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  Breath ; 
Thy  Hand  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore 

Defends  him  ftill  from  Death. 

..* 

3  Open  the  Gates  of  zion  now, 

For  we  (hall  worfhip  there, 
The  Houfe  where  all  the  Righteous  go 
Thy  Mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  Aflemblies  of  thy  Saints 

Our  thankful  Voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  Thee  our  Complaints, . 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

Psalm    CXVIII.   ThirdPart.  Ver.  22,  13. 

Chrift  the  Foundation  of  his  Church* 

1  "J3Ehold  the  fure  Foundation  Stone 
|*j     Which  God  in  zion  lays 
To  build  our  heavenly  Hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  Praife. 

2,  Chofen  of  God,  to  Sinners  dear. 
And  Saints  adore  the  Name, 
They  truft  their  whole  Salvation  here* 
Nor  {hall  they  fuffer  Shame, 

3  The  foolifh  Builders,  Scribe  and  Prieft, 

Reject  it  with  Difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  fliall  reft, 
And  Envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  tho'  the  Gates  of  Hell  withflood  \ 

Yet  muft  this  Building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  Work,  Almighty  Godj 
An4  wondrous  in  our  Eyes. 


Fsau 


Psalm    CXVIII.  245 

P  sal  m  CXVIII.  Fourth  Part.  Ver.  14,25,16; 

Hofanna  \  the  LorXs-Day  ;  or,  Chrift'i  Refurrettion, 

and  our  Salvation. 

1  'HpHIS  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made3 

^       He  calls  the  Hours  his  own  ; 

Let  Heaven  rejoice,  let  Earth  be  glad, 

And  Praife  furround  the  Throne. 

2  To  Day  he  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  ; 

And  Safaris  Empire  fell  ; 
To  Day  the  Saints  his  Triumph  fpread, 
And  all  his  Wonders  tell. 

3  Hofanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  Davids  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  the  Throne. 

4  Bleft  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  Men 

With  Meflages  of  Grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  Name 
To  fave  our  finful  Race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  highefl  Strains 

The  Church  on  Earth  can  raife  ; 
The  higheft  Heavens,  in  which  he  reigns. 

Shall  give  him  nobler  Praife. 

Psalm  CXVIII.  Ver.  it 27.  Short  Metre. 

An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's  Day ,   or,  A  new  Song  of 
Salvation  by  Chri(U 

I  PEE  what  a  living  Stone 

J^     The  Builders  did  refufe  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon. 

In  Spite  of  envious  yews. 

1  The 


24*        Psalm  CXVIII. 

z  The  Scribe  and  angry  Prieft 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  fhall  zion  reft, 

As  the  Chief  Corner-ftone. 

3  The  Work,  O  Lord,  is  Thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  Eyes ; 

This  Day  declares  ic  all  Dirine, 
This  Day  did  ye/us  rife, 

4  This  is  the  glorious  Day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice  and  fing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  Church  be  glad. 

5  Ho/anna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  Royal  Blood  ', 
Blefs  Him,  ye  Saints,  He  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy  Word 
Which  all  this  Grace  difplays  y 

And  offer  on  thine  Altar,  Lord, 
Our  Sacrifice  of  Praife. 

Psalm    CXVIII.  22 27.     Long  Metre. 

An  Hofannah/w  the  Lord's  Day ;  or,  A  new  Song  of 
Salvation  by  Chrift. 

1  T     O,  what  a  glorious  Corner-ftone 
I    j  The  Jewffi  Builders  did  refufe  y 
But  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereoa 
In  Spight  of  Envy,  and  the  Jews* 

2  Great  God,  the  Work  is  all  diviner 
The  Joy  and  Wonder  of  our  Eyes ; 
This  is  the  Day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  Day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife, 

3  Sinner* 


Psalm    CXIX.  247 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  Saints  be  glad  : 
Hofannay  let  his  Name  be  bleft  ; 

A  thoufend  Honours  on  his  Head 
With  Peace  and  Light  and  Glory  reft  I 

4  In  God's  own  Name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  Race  ; 

Let  the  whole  Church  addrefc  their  King 
With  Hearts  of  Joy,  and  Songs  of  Praife* 

Psalm     CXIX. 

I  have  collected  and  difpofed  the  mojl  ufeful  Verfes  of 
this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  Heads ,  and  forrrid 
a  Divine  Song  upon  each  of  them.  But  the  Verfes  arc 
much  tranfpos'd  to  attain  feme  Degree  of  Connexion* 

Infome  Places  among  the  Words  y  Law,  Commands, 
Judgments,  Teftimonies,  J  have  ufed  Gofpel,  Wordy 
Grace,  Truth,  Promifes,  &>c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the 
Hew  Teflament)  and  the  common  Language  of  Chrifti~ 
ans,  and  it  equally  anfwers  the  Defign  of  the  Pfalmift, 
which  was  to  recommend  the  holy  Scripture. 

Psalm  CXIX-   Virjlpart. 
The  Bleffednefs  of  Saints ,  and  Mifery  of  Sinners* 

Ver.  i,  2,  3. 

1   "|3Left  are  the  undefii'd  in  Heart, 

fj     Whofe  Ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  Law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  Sin. 

Bleft  are  the  Men  that  keep  thy  Word, 
And  pra&ife  thy  Commands ; 
fith  their  whole  Heart  they  feek  the  LordP 
And  ferve  Thee  with  their  Hands. 


Yen 


248  Psalm    CXIX. 

Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  Peace  who  love  thy  Law ; 

How  firm  their  Souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  Temptation  draw 
Their  fteady  Feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 

4  Then  (hall  my  Heart  have  inward  Joy, 

And  keep  my  Face  from  Shame, 
When  all  thy  Statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  Name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 

5  But  haughty  Sinners  God  will  hate, 

The  Proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  Sons  of  Falfhood  and  Deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  Duft. 

Ver.  119,  15?. 

6  Vile  as  the  Drofs  the  Wicked  are : 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  Ways 
Shall  fee  Salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  Grace. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Second  Part. 
Secret  Devotion  and  SpirituaJ-Mindednefs  ;  or,  Confiant 
Converfe  with  God, 

Ver.  147,  5  5-. 
I  ^THO  Thee,  before  the  dawning  Light, 
X.       My  gracious  God,  I  pray  \ 
I  meditate  thy  Name  by  Nighty 
And  keep  thy  Law  by  Day. 
Ver.  81. 

z  My  Spirit  faints  to  fee  thy  Grace,. 
Thy  Promife  bears  me  up ; 
And  while  Salvation  lo.ng  delays, 
Thy  Word  fupports  my  Hope. 
Ver.  164. 
3  Seven  times  a  Day  I  life  my  Hands, 

And  pay  my  Thanks  to  Thee  £  Thy 


Psalm    CXIX.  249 

Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  Praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 
4  When  Midnight-Darknefs  vails  the  Skiesj 

I  call  thy  Works  to  Mind  ; 

My  Thoughts  in  warm  Devotion  rife, 

And  fweet  Acceptance  find. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Third  Part. 
ProfeJJion  of  sincerity  y  Repentance  and  Obedience* 
Ver.  57,  60. 
I    'npHOU  art  my  Portion,  O  my  God  ; 
X       Soon  as  I  know  thy  Way, 
My  Heart  makes  hafle  t'  obey  thy  Word, 
And  fuffers  no  Delay, 

Ver.  3  c,  14. 
z  I  chufe  the  Path  of  Heavenly  ^Truth, 
And  glory  in  my  Choice  :    * 
Not  all  the  Riches  of  the  Earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. * 

J  The  Testimonies  of  thy  Grace 
I  fet  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  Strength^ 
And  there  my  Comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  Path, 

I  think  upon  my  Y\7ays, 
Then  turn  my  Feet  to  thy  Commands^ 
And  truft  thy  pardoning  Grace. 
Ver.  94»  l  M- 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  Servant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  Shield,  my  Hiding-place  ; 
My  Hope  is  in  thy  Word. 
Ver.  112. 

6  Thou  haft  inclined  this  Heart  of  mine 

Thy  Statutes  to  fulfil  ;  And 


250  1JSALM     CAIA. 

And  thus  till  mortal  Life.ftiall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  Will. 

Psalm    CXIX.    Fourth  Part. 

InJlruBicn  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 
i  TJOW  fhall  the  Young  fecu  re  their  Hearts, 
XI     And  guard  their  Lives  from  Sin  J 
Thy  Word  the  choiceft  Rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  Confcience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 
z  When  once  it  enters  to  the  Min<j, 
It  fpreads  fuch  Light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  Souls  Inftruftion  find, 
And  raife  their  Thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.  iq$. 

3  'Tis  like  the  Sun,  a  heavenly  Light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  Day  ; 
And  thro'  the  Dangers  of  the  Night, 
A  Lamp  to  lead  our  Way. 

Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  Men  that  keep  thy  Law  with  Care, 

And  meditate  thy  Word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  Teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  Precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

I  hate  the  Sinner's  Road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  Thoughts  that  rife, 
But  love  thy  Law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  9^>9i« 

6  [The  flarry  Heavens  thy  Rule  obey, 

The  Earth  maintains  her  Place  ; 
And  thefe  thy  Servants  Night  and  Day 
Thy  Skill  and  Power  exprefs. 

7  But 


Psalm    CXIX.  251] 

7  But  ftill  thy  Law  and  Gofpel,  Lord, 

Have  Leflbns  more  divine  : 
Not  Earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  Word, 
Nor  Scars  fo  nobly  fhine.] 

Ver.  160,  140,9,  116. 

8  Thy  Word  is  everlaft  ing  Truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  Page  I 
That  holy  Book  {hall  guide  our  Youths 
And  well  fupport  our  Age. 

Psalm    CXIX.    Fifth  V art. 

Delight  in  Scripture  \  or,   the  Word  of  God  dwelling 

in  us. 

"Ver.  97. 
1  /^\  How  I  love  thy  holy  Law  ! 
V^y     'Tis  daily  my  Delight ; 
And  thence  my  Meditations  draw 
Divine  Advice  by  Night. 
Ver.  148. 
z  My  waking  Eyes  prevent  the  Day 
To  meditate  thy  Word ; 
My  Soul  with  Longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  Gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,15,  54. 
J  How  doth  thy  Word  my  Heart  engage  f 
How  well  employ  my  Tongue  I 
And  in  my  tirefome  Pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  Song. 
Ver.  19,  103. 
4  Am  I  a  Stranger,  or  at  Home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 
Not  Honey  dropping  from  the  Comb 
So  much  allures  the  Tafte. 
Ver.  7a,  u?. 
\  No  Treafures  fo  enrich  the  Mind  ; 
Norfhallthy  Word  be  fold 

For 


2  52  Psalm    CXIX. 

For  Loads  of  Silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  Heaps  of  choiceft  Gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  17^. 
6  When  Nature  finks,  and  Spirits  droop, 
Thy  Prom iies  of  Grace 
Are  Pillars  to  fupporc  my  Hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Sixth  Part. 
Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
Ver.  128. 

1  T     ORD,  I  efleem  thy  Judgments  right, 

I    J     And  all  thy  Statutes  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  confxant  Fight 
With  every  flattering  Luft. 
Ver.  97,  9* 

2  Thy  Precepts  often  I  .^rvey ; 

I  keep  thy  Law  in  Sight, 
Thro*  all  the  Bufinefs  or  the  Day, 
To  form  my  Aftions  right-. 
Ver.  6z. 

3  My  Heart  in  Midnight  Silence  cries, 

<c  How  fweet  thy  Comforts' be  ; 
My  Thoughts  in  holy  Wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  Thanks  to  Thee. 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  Spirit  drinks  her  Fill 

At  fome  good  Word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  Men  that  fhare  the  Spoil 
Have  Joys  compar'd  to  mine. 

Psalm   CXIX.     Seventh  Part. 
Imperfe&ion  of  Nature,  and  Perfection  of  Scripture* 
Ver.  96.  paraphras'd. 
I  1      ET  all  the  Heathen  Writers  pin 

J 4     To  form  one  perfect  Book  ; 

Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  Thine, 

How  mean  their  Writings  look  I  2  Not 


Psalm    CXIX.  253 

%  Not  the  moft  perfect  Rules  they  gave 

Could  fhew  one  Sin  forgiven  ; 

Nor  lead  a  Seep  beyond  the  Grave, 

But  thine  conduct  to  Heaven. 

3  I've  feen  an  End  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  fhort  the  Powers  of  Nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  Men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God 

By  Works  their  Hands  have  wrought  ; 
But  thy  Commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  Thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boaft  Perfection  here, 

While  Sin  defiles  our  Frame  ; 

And  finks  our  Vertues  down  fo  far, 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  Name. 

6  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. 

ihe  Word  of  God  is  the  Saint's  Portion ;  or.  The 

Excellency  and  Variety  of  Scripture. 

Ver.  in.  paraphras'd. 

1  1      ORD,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice^ 
I    j    My  lading  Heritage  ; 

There  fhall  my  nobleft  Powers  rejoice, 
My  warmefl  Thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  Hiftories  of  thy  Love, 

And  keep  thy  Laws  in  Sight, 
>Vhile  thro*  the  Promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever-frefh  Delight. 


254  Psalm    CXIX. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  Land  of  Wealth  unknown, 

Where  Springs  of  Life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  Blifs  are  fbwn, 
And  hidden  Glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  Relief  that  Mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  Sorrows  bleft ; 
Our  faireft  Hope  beyond  the  Grave, 
And  our  eternal  Reft. 

Psalm  CXIX.    Ninth  part. 

Dejire  of  Knowledge  ;  or,  The  teaching  of  the  Spirit 
with  the  Word. 

Ver.  64,  68, 1 8. 
I  npHY  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord, 
X      How  good  thy  Works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  Eyes  to  read  thy  Word,, 
And  fee  thy  Wonders  there. 
Ver.73>i*5- 
z  My  Heart  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  Hand, 
My  Service  is  thy  Due; 
O  make  thy  Servant  underftand 
The  Duties  he  muft  do. 
Ven  i  p. 
'3  Since  I'm  a  Stranger  here  below, 
Let  not  tliy  Path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  Road  my  Feet  fliould  go, 
And  be  my  conftant  Guide. 
Ver.  16. 
4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandring  Ways, 
Thou  heard'ft  my  Soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  Teachings  of  thy  Gr£cc, 
Or  I  fhall  ftray  again. 

Ver.  3 3>  34- 
jy  If  God  to  me  his  Statutes  fhew, 
And  heav'nly  Truth  impart, 

His 


Psalm    CXIX.  255 

His  Work  for  ever  Til  purfue, 
His  Law  (hall  rule  my  Heart. 
Ver.  fo,  71. 
>  This  was  my  Comforc  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  Grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  Word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  Relief 

Ver.  5  t. 
r  [In  vain  the  Proud  deride  me  now ; 
1*11  ne'er  forget  thy  Law, 
Nor  let  that  blefled  Gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my  Hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27>  17 1. 
I  When  I  have  learn'd  my' Father's  Will, 
I'll  teach  the  World  his  Ways ; 
My  thankful  Lips  infpir'd  with  Zeal 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  Praile.] 

Psalm  CXIX,  Tenth  Part. 
Pleading  the  Promifes. 

Ver.  38,  49, 
r  "OEhold  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord, 
[J     Devoted  to  thy  Fear ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  Word, 
For  all  my  Hopes  are  there. 

Ver.  41,58,  1  ©7. 
Haft  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 

And  prormYd  quickning  Grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  Heart  addrefs  thy  Throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  Love  delays. 

Ver.  1 JUJ,  42. 
3  Mine  Eyes  for  thy  Salvation  fail ; 
O  bear  thy  Servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  Lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  Hope. 

z  Ver. 


256        Psalm    CXIX. 

Ver.  49,  74- 
4  Didft  Thou  not  raife  my  Faith,  O  Lord  ? 
Then  let  thy  Truth  appear  : 
Saints  fhall  rejoice  in  my  Reward, 
And  truft  as  well  as  fear. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Eleventh  Part. 
Breathing  after  Holinefs. 
Ver.  5,  33. 
%  /r""\That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Ways 
\^JP    To  keep  his  Statutes  ftill ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  Grace 
To  know  and  do  his  Will. 
Ver.  29. 
'z  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  Law  upon  my  Heart ! 
Nor  let  my  Tongue  indulge  Deceit, 
Nor  aft  the  Liar's  Part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 
[3  From  Vanity  turn  off  my  Eyes ; 
Let  no  corrupt  Defign, 
Nor  covetous  Defires  arife 
Within  this  Soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  153. 
\  Order  my  Footfteps  by  thy  Word, 
And  make  my  Heart  fincere ; 
Let  Sin  have  no  Dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  Confcience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 
[5  My  Soul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray, 
My  Feet  too  often  flip ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  Way, 
Reftore  thy  wand'ring  Sheep. 
Ver.  35. 
6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  Commands : 
'Tis  a  delightful  Road  ; 
Nor  let  my  Head,  or  Heart,  or  Hands, 
Offend  againft  my  God.  P  s  a  1  / 


Psalm    CXIX.  257 

Psalm    CXIX.     Twelfth  Pari. 
Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 
Ver.  153. 
I    Ti  ji  Y  God,  confider  my  Difirefs, 
XVX  Let  Mercy  plead  ray  Caufe  ; 
Tho'  I  have  finn'd  againft  thy  Grace,  • 
I  can't  forget  thy  Laws. 

Ver.  39,  116. 
z  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  Reproach 
Which  I  fo  juftly  fear ; 
Uphold  my  Life,  uphold  my  Hopes, 
Nor  let  my  Shame  appear. 

Ver.  112,,  135. 

3  Be  thou  a  Surety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  Proud  opprefs ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  Servant  fee 
The  Shinings  of  thy  Face. 
Ver.  2z. 

4  My  Eyes  with  Expectation  fail, 

My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
*  When  will  the  Lord  his  Truth  fulfl, 
*c  And  make  my  Comforts  rife  ? 
Ver.  132,. 
$  Look  down  upon  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
And  {hew  thy  Grace  the  fame 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  Name. 

Psalm    CXIX.     Thirteenth  Part. 
Holy  Fear,  and  Tendernefs  of  Confcience. 

Ver.  10. 
t    \\  7ITH  my  whole  Heart  IVe  fought  thy  Face, 
W      O  let  me  never  ftray 
From  thy  Commands,  O  God  of  Grace, 
Nor  tread  the  Sinners  Way. 

M  Ver. 


258  Psalm    CXIX. 

Ver.  ii. 

2  Thy  Word  I've  hid  within  my  Heart 

To  keep  my  Conference  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  Guard 
From  every  dfing  Sin. 

Ver.  63,  $3,  158, 

3  I'm  a  Companion  of  the  Saints 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  Sorrows  rife,  my  Nature  faints^ 
When  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Word, 
Ver.  161,  163. 

4  While  Sinners  do  thy  Gofpel  wrong, 

My  Spirit  ftands  in  Awe ; 
My  Soul  abhors  a  lying  Tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  Law. 
Ver.  i6r,  12c. 
<;  My  Heart  with  facred  Rev'rence  hear* 
The  Threatnings  of  thy  Word  ; 
My  Flefh  with  holy  Trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  1 66,  174. 
6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  Salvation  ftill ; 
While  thy  whole  Law  is  my  Delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  Will. 

Psalm   CXIX.     Fourteenth  Part. 
Benefit  of  Afflictions,  and  Support  under  theml 
Ver.  153^  Sr,  82. 
%    /^Onhder  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
V^y     And  thy  Deliv'rance  fend  ; 
My  £oui  for  thy  Salvation  faints, 
When  will  my  Troubles  end  ? 
Ver.  71. 
2.  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  Rod  ; 

Affliaion; 


Psalm     CXIX.  359 

Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  Law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  Comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  Diftrefs  begins, 
I  read  thy  Word,  I  run  thy  Way, 
And  hate  my  former  Sins, 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  Word  been  my  Delight 

When  earthly  Joys  were  fled, 
My  Soul,  oppreft  with  Sorrows  Weight,' 
Had  funk  amongfi  the  Dead. 

Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  Judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Tho'  they  may  feem  fevere  ; 
The  (harpeft  Sufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  Care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaftening  Rod 

My  Feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  Word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  Way. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Fifteenth  Part, 

Holy  Refolutions. 

Ver.  93. 
1  /^\  That  thy  Statutes  every  Hour 
V^/     Might  dwell  upon  my  Mind  I 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  Power, 
And  daily  Peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
a  To  meditate  thy  Precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  ; 
My  Soul  (hall  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Thy  Word  is  all  my  Joy. 

M  z  Ver. 


260  Psalm    CXIX. 

Ver.  31. 
$  How  would  I  run  id  thy  Commands, 
If  thou  my  Heart  difcharge 
From  Sin  and  Safaris  hateful  Chains, 
And  fet  my  Feet  at  large  ? 
Ver.  13,  46. 

4  My  Lips  with  Courage  fhall  declare 

Thy  Statutes,  and  thy  Name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  Word  tho*  Kings  fhould  hear. 
Nor  yield  to  finful  Shame. 

Ver.  61,  69,  70. 
$  Let  Bands  of  Perfecutors  rife 
To  rob  me  of  my  Right, 
Let  Pride  and  Malice  forge  their  Lies, 
Thy  Law  is  my  Delight. 
Ver.  11$. 
6  Depart  from  me  ye  wicked  Race, 
Whofe  Hands  and  Hearts  are  ill  : 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  Ways, 
And  mufi  obey  his  Will. 

Fsalm    CXIX.     Sixteenth  Tart. 
Prayer  for  quickning  Grace. 

t  .  Ver.  25,  37- 
3    li    \  Y  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Dufl ; 
jLVjL     Lord,  give  me  Life  divine  ; 
From  vain  Defires,  and  ever}  Lull 
Turn  off  thefe  Eyes  of  mine. 
2,  I  need  the  Influence  of  thy  Grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  Way, 
Left  I  fhould  loiter  in  my  Race, 
Or  turn  my  Feet  aftray. 

Ver.  107. 

5  When  fore  Afflictions  prefs  me  down, 

I  need' thy  quickning  Powers; 
Thy  Word  that  I  have  refted  on 

Shall  help  my  heavieft  Hours.  ffl 


Psalm    CXIX.  261 

Ver.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  Mercies  fov'reign  {till  ? 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wile  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  Zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  Road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 
$  Does  not  my  Heart  thy  Precepts  love, 
And  long  to  fee  thy  Face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  Spirits  move  . 
Without  enlivening  Grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 

5  Then  (hall  I  love  thy  Gofpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickning  Power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Seventeenth  Part, 

Courage  and  Perfeverance  under  Perfection  \  or,  Grace 

pining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials, 

Ver.  143,  28. 
I   \  TW^EN  Pain  and  Anguiih  feize  me,  Lord, 
V  V       All  my  Support  is  from  thy  Word  :  - 
My  Sou]  diflblves  for  Heavinefs, 
Uphold  me  with  thy  firengthning  Grace. 

Ver.  5 1,  69,  no. 
The  Proud  have  fram'd  their  Scoffs  and  Lies, 
They  watch  my  Feet  with  envious  Eyes, 
And  tempt  my  Soul  to  Snares  and  Sir, 
Yet  thy  Commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,  78. 
%  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  Caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  Laws ; 
But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  Name, 
Till  Pride  and  Malice  die  with  Shame, 

M  5  Psalm 


162  Psalm    CXIX. 

Psalm  CXIX.     Lafi  Part. 

Sanclify'd  Afflictions  ;  or,  Delight  in  the  Word  of  God. 

Ver.  67,  59- 

J   T7Ather,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  Hand  ; 
J/      How  kind  was  thy  chaftifing  Rod 
That  forc'd  my  Conference  to  a  Stand, 
And  brought  my  wandring  Soul  to  God  i 

2,  Foolifh  and  vain  I  went  aftray 
E'er  I  had  felt  thy  Scourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  Guide,  and  loft  my  Way  ; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  Word. 
Ver.  i'u 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  Yoke, 
For  Pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fvvell ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  Stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  Statutes  well. 

Ver.  71. 

4  The  Law  that  iffues  from  thy  Mouth 
Shall  raife  my  chearfwl  Paffions  more 
Than  all  the  Treafures  of  the  South, 
Or  Weftern  Hills  of  golden  Ore. 

Ver.  7$- 

5  Thy  Hands  have  made  my  mortal  Frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  Soul  within  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  Name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  Death  and  oin. 

Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  Salvation  {hall  rejoice ; 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  Word, 
And  made  thy  Grace  my  only  Choice. 

Psalm    CXX. 
Complaint  of  quarrelfome  Neighbours  ;  or,  A  devout 
Wifi  for  Peace. 
I  npHOU  God  of  Love,  thou  Ever-bleft, 

X      Pity  nay  fufFering  State  ;  Whea 


Psalm    CXXI.  263 

When  wilt  thou  fet  my  Soul  at  Reft 
From  Lips  that  love  Deceit  ? 

1  Hard  Lot  of  mine  I  my  Days  are  caft 
Among  the  Sons  of  Strife, 
Whofe  never-ceafing  Brawlings  wade 
My  golden  Hours  of  Life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  Place, 

How  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 
In  fbme  wide  lonefome  Wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefc  Gates  of  Kcil  t 

4  Peace  is  the  B^efling  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  Charms  ! 
I  am  for  Peace  ;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  Arms. 

5  New  PafTions  ftill  their  Souls  engage. 

And  keep  their  Malice  ftrcng  : 
What  {hall  be  done  to  curb  thy~Rager 
O  thou  deVouring  Tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  Arrows  finite  thee  thro' 

Strict  Juftice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  Foe, 
And  melt  his  Heart  with  Love. 

Psalm  CXXI.     Long  Metre. 
Divine  VroteBion. 

1  I  "IP  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
Li  Th'  eternal  Hills  beyond  the  Skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  Help  my  Sou]  thrives ; 
There  my  Almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives ;  the  everlafting  God, 

That  built  the  World,  that  fpread  the  Flood  ; 
The  Heav'ns,  wich  all  their  Hofis  he  made. 
And  the  dark  Regions  of  the  Dead, 

M  4  3  Ho 


264  Psalm    CXXI. 

3  He  guides  our  Feet,  he  guards  our  Way  ; 
His  Morning-fmiles  biefs  all  the  Day  ; 
He  fpreads  the  Evening  Veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  Hours,  while  Jfrael  fleeps. 

4  Ifrael,  a  Name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecure,  fecurely  reft  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  Eyes 
Admit  no  Slumber  nor  Surprize, 

5  No  Sun  (hall  fmite  thy  Head  by  Day, 
Nor  the  pale  Moon  with  fickly  Ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  Couch  ;  no  baleful  Star 
Dart  his  malignant  Fire  fb  far. 

6  Should  Earth  and  Hell  with  Malice  burn, 
Still  thou  fhalc  go,  and  ftill  return 

Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heavenly  Care 
Defends  thy  Life  from  every  Snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  Spirits  have  no  Power  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  Hour 
Angels  that  trace  the  airy  Road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

P  s  a  l  m    CXXI.     Common  Metres 
Trefervation  by  Day  and  Night. 

1  '"THO  Heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes, 

There  all  my  Hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  Earth  and  Skies 
Is  my  perpetual  Aid. 

2  Their  Feet  fnall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  ; 
His  Ear  attends  the  fofteft  Call ; 
His  Eyes  can  never  deep. 

3  He  will  Main  our  weakeft  Powers 

With  his  Almighty  Arm, 


Psalm    CXXL  265 

And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  Hours 
Againft  furprifing  Harm. 

4  Ifiael,  rejoice  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  Eyes  employ  his  Power 
For  thine  eternal  Guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  Sun,   nor  fickly  Moon 

Shall  have  his  Leave  to. (mice  ; 
He  ftiields  thy  Head  from  burning  Noon, 
From  blading  Damps  at  Night. 

6  He  guards  thy  Soul,  he  keeps  thy  Breath. 

Where  thickeft  Dangers  come  } 

Go  and  return,  fecure  from  Death, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

Psalm  CXXI.    As  the  148th  Pfiim, 

God  our  Preferver. 

1  1  "IPward  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 
ij.  From  God  is  all  my  Aid  5 

The  God  that  built  the  Skies, 
And  Earth  and  Nature  made  ; 

God  is  the  Tow'r 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His  Grace  is  nigh 

In  ev'ry  Hour. 

z  My  Feet  (hall  never  Aide,. 
And  fall  in  fatal  Snares, 
Since  God  my  Guard  and  Guide 
Defends  me  from  my  Fears.. 
Thofe  wakeful  Eyes 
That  never  deep 
Shall  Ifraei keep 
When  Dangers  rife, 

M  1  3  No; 


\66        Psalm   CXXII. 

3  No  burning  Heats  by  Day, 
Nor  Blafts  of  Evening  Air 
Shall  take  my  Health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  Sun, 
And  thou  my  Shade, 
To  guard  my  Head 
By  Night  or  Noon. 

4  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  Word 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  Death  ? 
And  1  can  truft  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  Breath  : 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  Home. 

Psalm  CXXII.    Common  Metre. 
Going  to  Clutch. 

i  T  TOW  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear 
JlI     My  Friends  devoutly  fay, 
u  In  Zion  let  ut  all  appear, 
cc  And  keep  the  folemn  Day  ? 

%  I  love  her  Gates,  I  love  the  Road  ; 
The  Church  adorn'd  with  Grace 
Stands  like  a  Palace  built  for  God 
To  ftiew  his  milder  Face. 

3  Up  to  her  Courts  with  Joys  unknown 

The  holy  Tribes  repair  \ 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  Throne, 
And  fits  in  Judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  Praifes  and  Complaints  \ 

And  while  his  awful  Voice 


Divides 


Psalm    CXXII.  2&7 

Divides  the  Sinners  from  the  Saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  Place, 

And  Toy  a  conftant  Gueft  ! 
With  holy  Gifts  and  heavenly  Grace 
Be  her  Attendants  bleft ! 

6  My  Soul  fliall  pray  for  Zion  ftill, 

While  Life  or  Breath  remains ; 
There  my  beft  Friends,  my  Kindred  dwell. 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

Psalm    CXXII.     Prcpcv  Tur.e> 
Going  to  Clurcb. 

1  T,  TOW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I 

£""1  To  hear  the  People  cry, 
Come,  let  us  feek  our  Cod  to  Day  ; 

Yes,  with  a  chearful  Zeal 

We  hade  to  Zions  Hill, 
And  there  our  Vows  and  Honours  pay, 

l  Ziotjy  thrice  happy  Place, 

AdornM  with  wondrous  Grace, 
And  Walls  of  Strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 

In  thee  our  Tribes  appear 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  fa:red  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound, 

3  There  Davicfs  greater  Son 
Has  fiVd  his  royal  Throne, 

He  fits  for  Grace  and  Judgment  there  y 

He  bids  the  Saint  be  glad. 

He  makes  the  Sinner  fad. 
And  humble  Souls  rejoice  with  Fear; 

4  May  Peace  attend  thy  Gate, 
And  Joy  within  thee  wait 

To< 


2  62         Psalm    CXXIIL 

To  blefs  the  Soul  of  every  Gucft  ! 

The  Man  that  feeks  thy  Peace, 

And  wifhes  thine  Increafe, 
A  thoufand  Blefiings  on  him  reft  I 

5  My  Tongue  repeats  her  Vows, 

Peace  to  this  /acred  Houfe  ! 
For  chere  my  Friends  and  Kindred  dwell  ; 
And  ft  nee  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  bieit  Abode, 
My  Soul  fhall  ever  love  thee  well. 

Repeat  the-gth  Stanza  to  compleat  the  Tune* 
Psalm     CXXIII. 
Pleading  with  SubmiJJlon. 
i  f~*\  Thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juftice  reign 
X^^/     Enthron'd  above  the  Skies, 
To  thee  our  Hearts  would  tell  their  Pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  Eyes. 

z  As  Servants  watch  their  Mailer's  Hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  Stroke  ; 
Or  Maids  before  their  Miftrefs  ftand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  Look : 

3  So  for  our  Sins  we  juftly  feel 

Thy  Difcipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  Moment  f;ill,; 
Till  thou  remove  thy  Rod* 

4  Thofe  that  in  Wealth  and  Pleafure  live  . 

Our  daily  Groans  deride3 
And  thy  Delays  of  Mercy  give 
Frefh  Courage  to  their  Pride, 

5  Our  Foes  infult  ust  but  our  Hope 

In  thy  Companion  lies  ; 
This  Thought  iriall  bear  our  Spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  defpife, 

Psalm 


Psalm    CXXIV.  i6% 

Psalm   CXXIV. 

A  Song  for  the  5  th  of  November. 

I  TTAD  not  the  Lord,  may  ifraef&y, 
il  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  Side, 
When  Men,  to  make  our  Lives  a  Prey, 
Rofe  like  the  Swelling  of  the  Tide. 

z  The  fwelling  Tide  had  ftopt  our  Breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  Waters  roll, 
We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  Death  ; 
Proud  Waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  Soul. 

3  We  leap  for  Joy,  we  fhout  and  fing, 
Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  Bird  with  chearful  Wing, 
When  once  the  Fowler's  Snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  the  Fowler's  curfed  Snare, 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murdering  Sword, 
And  made  our  Lives  and  Souls  his  Care. 

5  Our  Help  is  in  Jehovah's  Name, 
Who  form'd  the  Earth,  and  built  the  Skies ; 
He  that  upholds  that  wondrous  Frame 
Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  Eyes. 

Psalm  CXXV.    Common  Metre. 
The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety. 

1  I"]  Nfhaken  as  the  facred  Hill, 
^.J.     And  firm  as  Mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  Rock  the  Soul  fhall  reft 

That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  Thee. 

2  Not  Walls  aor  Hills  could  guard  fo  well 

Old  Salem  s  happy  Ground, 

As  thofe  eternal  Arms  of  Love 

That  every  Saint  furround, 

3  While 

•■  1 


270        Psalm  CXXV. 

|3  While  Tyrants  are  a  fmarting  Scourge 
To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  Compaflion  does  allay 
The  Fury  of  the  Rod, 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  Souls  fincere, 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  Gates  of  Paradife 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  Ways 

That  the  old  Serpent  drew, 
The  Wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  Hell 
Shall  finite  his  Followers  too. 

Psalm  CXXV.    Short  Metre. 
The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety  ;  or,  moderated  Affliftions* 

X  THIRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

J£*     That  reft  their  Souls  on  God ; 
Firm  as  the  Mount  where  Dabid  dwelts 

Or  where  the  Ark  abode. 

i  As  Mountains  flood  to  guard 

The  City's  facred  Ground, 
So  God  and  his  Almighty  Love 

Embrace  his  Saints  around. 

3  What  tho5  the  Father's  Rod 
Drop  a  chaftifing  Stroke, 

Yet  left  it  wound  their  Souls  too  deep 
Its  Fury  fhall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 
Whofe  Faich  and  pious  Fear, 

Whofe  Hope,  and  Love,  and  every  Grace 
Proclaim  their  Hearts  fincere. 


5  Ucv. 


Psalm    CXXVL  271 

>;  Nor  fhall  the  Tyrant's  Rage 

j    Too  long  opprefs  the  Saint ; 

The  God  of  Ifrael  will  fupport 

His  Children  left  they  feint. 

5  But  if  our  flavHh  Fear  -. 

Will  chufe  the  Road  to  Hell, 
♦Ye  muft  expect  our  Portion  there 

Where  bolder  Sinners  dwell. 

Psalm    CXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Surprizing  Deliverance. 

1  T  71  7HEN  God  reflor'd  our  captive  State, 
V  V    Joy  was  our  Song,  and  Grace  our  Theme  J 
The  Grace  beyond  our  Hopes  fo  great, 
That  Joy  appear'd  a  painted  Dream. 

i  The  Scoffer  owns  thy  Hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 
While  we  with  Pleafure  fhout  thy  Praife, 
With  chearful  Notes  thy  Love  proclaim* 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  Fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanifh  fo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  Tears, 
He  makes  our  Joys  like  Rivers  flow. 

4  The  Man  that  in  his  furrow'd  Fields 
His  fcatter'd  Seed  with  Sadnefs  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  HarVeft  yield 

A  welcome  Load  of  joyful  Sheaves* 

Psalm   CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 

The  yoy  of  a  remarkable  Conversion  \  or,  Melancholy 

removed* 

I   \  T7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  Name, 
V  V       And  chang'd  my  mournful  State, 
My  Rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  Dream, 
The  Grace  appear'd  fo  great. 

2  The 


272  FSALM     UXXVII. 

1  The  World  beheld  the  glorious  Change, 
And  did  thy  Hand  confefs  : 
My  Tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  Strains, 
And  fung  furprizing  Grace. 

3  Great  is  the  Wbrk>  my  Neighbours  cry'd^ 
And  own'd  the  Power  divine  ; 
Great  is  the  Worky  my  Heart  reply'd, 
And  be  the  Glory  thine. 

'4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  Skies, 
Can  give  us  Day  for  Night ; 
Make  Drops  of  facred  Sorrow  rife 
To  Rivers  of  Delbht. 

5  Let  thofe  that  fow  in  Sadnefs  wait 

Till  the  fair  Harveft  come, 
They  fhall  confefs  their  Sheaves  are  great* 
And  ftiout  the  Bleffings  home. 

6  Tho*  Seed  lie  buried  long  in  Duft, 

It  {han't  deceive  their  Hope  ! 
The  precious  Grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
For  Grace  infures  the  Crop. 

Psalm  CXXVII.    Long  Metre. 

Tl*  Blefjtng  of  God  on  the  Bujinefs  and  Comforts 
of  Life. 

1  TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  Cod 

J[  And  Pains  to  build  the.Houfe  are  loft 

3f  God  the  City  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  Guards  as  well  may  deep, 

2  What  if  you  rife  before  the  Sun, 

And  work  and  toil  when  Day  is  cfone; 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  Bread 
To  Ihun  that  Poverty  you  dread  ; 

-  2  TJ 


Psalm    CXXVII.         275 

'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  bleft  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  Reft  : 
Children  and  Friends  are  BlefTings  too, 
If  God  our  Sovereign  make  them  (b. 

\  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  ! 

Psalm   CXXVII.     Common  Metre. 
God  all  in  all 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  Houfe  deny, 
X     The  Builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  Towns  without  his  wakeful  Eye 

An  ufelefs  Watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  Morning-Beams  arife 

Your  painful  Work  renew, 
And  till  the  Stars  afcend  the  Skies 
Your  tirefome  Toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  Sleep,  and  coarfe  your  Fare ; 

In  vain,  till  God  has  bleft; 
But  if  his  Smiles  attend  your  Care, 
You  {hall  have  Food  and  Reft* 

4  Nor  Children,  Relatives,  nor  Friends, 

Shall  real  BlefTings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  Jcys  he  fends 
If  fent  without  his  Love. 

Psalm    CXXVIII. 

Family  Blejftngs. 

1  f~\  Happy  Man,  whofe  Soul  is  fiU'd 
X^y     With  Zeal  and  reverend  Awe  ! 
His  Lips  to  God  their  Honours  yield. 
His  Life  adorns  the  Law. 

z  A 


-74  Psalm    CXXIX. 

z  A  careful  Providence  fhall  fland 
And  ever  guard  thy  Head, 
Shall  on  the  Labours  of  thy  Hand 
Its  kindly  Bleffings  fried. 

3  Thy  Wife  fhall  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  bed  Hopes  fulfil 

For  Months  and  Years  to  come  ; 
The  Lord  who  dwells  on  zions  Hill 
Shall  fend  thee  Bleffings  home. 

j$  This  is  the  Man  whofe  happy  Eyes 
Shall  fee  his  Houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  Church  arife, 
Then  leave  the  World  in  Peace. 

Psalm    CXXIX. 
,   Verfecutors  punijb'd, 
I  Tj  "IP  from  my  Youth,  may  jfrael  fay, 
LI     Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  Tears  ; 
My  Griefs  were  conflant  as  the  Day, 
And  tedious  as  the  Years. 

z  Up  from  my  Youth  I  bore  the  Rage 
Of  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 
Oft  they  aflail'd  my  riper  Age, 
But  not  deftroy'd  my  Life. 

3  Their  cruel  Plow  had  torn  my  Flefh 
With  Furrows  long  and  deep. 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  Wounds  afrefh. 
Nor  let  my  Sorrows  ileep. 

rq  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  Throne, 
And  with  impartial  Ey% 


Psalm    Laaa.  275 

Meafur'd  the  Mifchiefs  they  had  done> 
Then  let  his  Arrows  fly. 

j  How  was  their  Infolence  furpriz'd 
To  hear  his  Thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  Foes  of  Sion  feiz  d 
With  Horror  to  the  Soul, 

Thus  fhall  the  Men  that  hate  the  Saints 

Be  blafted  from  the  Sky  ; 
Their  Glory  fades,  their  Courage  faints, 

And  all  their  Projects  die. 

[What  tho'  they  flourifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  Root  beneath  ; 
Their  Growth  fhall  perifh  in  Defpair, 

And  lie  defpis'd  in  Death.] 

S  [So  Corn  that  on  the  Houfe-top  ftands 
No  Hope  of  Harveft  gives  ; 
The  Reaper  ne'er  fhall  fill  his  Hands, , 
Nor  Binder  fold  the  Sheaves, 

9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  Place  \ 

No  Traveller  beftows 
A  Word  of  Bleffing  on  the  Grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes,] 

Psalm  CXXX.    Common  Metre* 

Vardoning  Grace. 

I  (T\V?  oftfte  Deeps  of  long  Diftrefs, 

V^/     The  Borders  of  Defpair, 
I  fent  my  Cries  to  feek  thy  Grace, 
My  Groans  to  move  thine  Ear. 

I  Great  God,  fhould  thy  feverer  Eye 
And  thine  impartial  Hand, 
h:  nd  revenge  Iniquity, 

No  mortal  Fkflx  could  ftand. 

3  But 


YJ6         Psalm    CXXX. 

5  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  Salvation,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  Defires  I  wait ; 
My  Soul  invited  by  thy  Word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  Gate/] 

5  [Juft  as  the  Guards  that  keep  the  Night 

Long  for  the  Morning- Skies, 
Watch  the  firft  Beams  of  breaking  Light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  Eyes  ; 

6  So  waits  my  Soul  to  fee  thy  Grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they 
Meets  the  firft  Openings  of  thy  Face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  Day,] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifrael  truft, 

Let  Ifrael  feek  his  Face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  is  his  Grace, 

8  There's  full  Redemption  at  his  Throne 

For  Sinners  long  enflav'd  ; 

The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 

And  Ifrael  {hall  be  fav'd.] 

Psalm    CXXX.    Long  Metre. 
Pardonwg  Grace* 

I   T7ROM  deep  Diftrefs  and  troubPd  Thoughts 
X4   To  Thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  Cries : 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  Faults, 
No  Flefti  can  ftand  before  thine  Eyes. 

z  But  thou  haft  built  thy  Throne  of  Grace, 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  Par  dons  there, 


That 


Psalm    CXXXI.  277 

That  Sinners  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  Soul  before  thy  Gate  ;  f  J 

When  will  my  God  his  Face  difplay  ? 

4  My  Truft  is  ftVd  upon  thy  Word, 
Nor  fhall  I  truft  thy  Word  in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  Relief  from  all  their  Pain. 

5  Great  is  his  Love-,  and  large  his  Grace, 
Thro'  the  Redemption  of  his  Son  : 

He  turns  our  Feet  from  finful  Ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  Hands  have  done. 

Psalm    CXXXI. 

Humility  and  SubmiJJion. 

1  TS  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart  ? 
X     Search, .  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  Part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  Thee. 

Z  I  charge  my  Thoughts,  be  humble  ftill, 
And  all  my  Carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  Will, 
And  quiet  as  a  Child. 

3  The  patient  Soul,  the  lowly  Min«l 
Shall  have  a  large  Reward  : 
Let  Saints  in  Sorrow  lie  refign'd, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 


Psalm 


278         Psalm    CXXXII. 

Psalm  CXXXII.  $,  13—18.  Long  Metre. 

TAt  the  Settlement  of  a  Church  ;  or,  The  Ordination 
a  Minifter* 

I  \j\7Here  fliall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
\V    An  Habitation  for  our  God, 
A  Dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Flefh  and  Blood  ? 

i  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  Hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  aneient  Reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  Dwelling  ftill, 
His  Church  is  with  his  Prefence  bleft. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  Throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 
Here  fhall  my  Power  and  Love  be  known, 
And  Bleilings  fhall  attend  my  Word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  Poor, 
And  fill  their  Souls  with  living  Bread ; 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  Door 
With  fweet  Provision  fhall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  Truth  and  cloath'd  with  Grace, 
My  Priefts,  my  Minifters  fhall  fhine  ; 

Not  Aaron  in  his  coftly  Drefi 
Made  an  Appearance  fb  divine. 

6  The  Saints  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  Joys,  fhall  fhout  and  fing  ; 
The  Son  of  David  here  fhall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  lyefus  fhall  fee  a  numerous  Seed 

Born  here,  t*  uphold  his  glorious  Name ; 
His  Crown  fhall  flour  ifh  on  his  Head, 
JVhile  all  his  Foes  are  cloathed  with  Shame.] 


Psalm 


Psalm    CXXX1I.  279 

Psalm  CXXXII.  4,  SJ  7,  8, 15— 17.  Com,  Met. 

A  Clurch  ejtablifid\      h 

{  [\  TG  Sleep,  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes 
_L^      Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  Skies 
A  Dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

The  Lord  in  zion  plac'd  his  Name, 

His  Ark  was  fettled  there  ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  Nation  came 

To  worfhip  thrice  a  Year. 

3  But  we  have  no  flich  Lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where- e'er  thy  Saints  aflemble  now 
There  is  a  Houfe  for  God.] 

Pause. 

4  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.  » 

$  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  Train, 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 
All  that  the  Ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  Grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  Vows, 

Here  let  thy  Praife  be  fpread  ; 

Blefs  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe, 

And  fill  thy  Poor  with  Bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  {nine  ; 
Juftice  and  Truth  his  Court  maintain^ 
With  Love  and  Pow'r  divine, 

z  8  Here 


28o      Psalm    CXXXIII. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lading  Throne ; 
And  as  his  Kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  Honours  ftiall  adorn  his  Crown, 
And  Shame  confound  his  Foes, 
Psalm  CXXXIII.     Common  Metre.; 
Brotherly  Love. 
I  T     O,  what  an  entertaining  Sight 
I    v     Are  Brethren  that  agree, 
Brethren,  whofe  chearful  Hearts  unite 
In  Bands  of  Piety ! 

rz  When  Streams  of  Love  from  Chrift  the  Spring 
Defcend  to  every  Soul, 
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  ipread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  Morning-Dews 
*      That  fall  on  Sions  Hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeft  Glory  fhews, 
And. makes  his  Grace  diftii. 

Psalm  CXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  Saints  \  or,  Love  and  Worfbip  in  a 

Family. 

1  T^Left  are  the  Sons  of  Peace, 

flj  Whofe  Hearts  and  Hopes  are  One, 
Whofe  kind  Defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Thro'  all  their  A&ions  run. 

2  Bleft  is  the  pious  Houfe 

Where  Zeal  and  Friendftiip  meet, 
JTheir  Songs  of  Praife,  their  mingled  Vows 
Make  their  Communion  fweet, 

3  Th 


Psalm    CXXXIII.        *8i 

j  Thus  when  on  Aaron  %  Head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  Perfume, 
The  Oil  thro'  all  his  Raiment  fpread, 

And  Pleafure  filPd  the  Room. 

<}.  Thus  on  the  heavenly  Hills 

The  Saints  are  bleft  above, 
#here  Joy  like  Morning-Dew  diftils, 

And  all  the  Air  is  Love. 

Psalm  CXXXIII.   As  the  I2*d  Pfilm, 
The  BUJpngs  of  Friend/tip. 
1  TJOW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 

il  Kindred  and  Friends  agree, 
Each  in  their  proper  Station  move, 
And  each  fulfil  their  Part 
With  fympathizing  Heart, 
[n  all  the  Cares  of  Life  and  Love  I 

;  *Tis  like  the  Ointment  fhed 

On  Aaron's  facred  Head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet ; 

The  Oil  thro*  all  the  Room 

Diffused  a  choice  Perfume, 
Ian  thro'  his  Robes,  and  bleft  his  Feet. 

5  Like  fruitful  Show'rs  of  Rain 

That  water  all  the  Plain, 
[)efcending  from  the  neighbouring  Hills ; 

Such  Streams  of  Pleafure  roll 

Thro*  every  friendly  Soul,   . 
tfhere  Love  like  heavenly  Dew  diftils. 

Repeat  the  Jirjl  Stanza  to  compleat  the  Tune, 

Psalm    CXXXIV. 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 

YE  that  obey  thVlmmortal  King, 
Attend  his  holy  Place, 

N  Bow 


2%*        Psalm    CXXXV. 

Bow  to  the  Glories  of  his  Power, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  Grace. 

l  Lift  up  your  Hawds  by  Morning-light, 
And  fend  your  Souls  on  high  ] 
Raife  your  admiring  Thoughts  by  Ni*k 
Above  the  flarry  Sky. 

3  The  God  of  zhn  chears  our  Hearts 
With  Rays  of  quickmng  Grace  • 
The  God  that  fpre,ads  the  Heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  fwel ling  Seas. 

Psalm  CXXXV.  i- — 4,  14,  19— -u.     Firjl  Pari. 
Long  Metre. 

*tfoe  Church  is  God's  Houfe  and  Cave, 

I  T)Raife  ye  the  Lord  ;  exalt  his  Name, 
X      While  in  hjs,  holy  Courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  Saints,  that  to  his  Houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  Gate. 

%  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;    the  Lord  is  good ; 
To.  praife  his  Name  is  fweet  Employ  : 
l/raeJ  he  chofe  of  old,  and  ftill 
His  Church  j$  bis  peculiar  Joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  Saints; 
He  treats  his  Servants  as  his  Friends ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  Complaints, 
Repents  the  Sorrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Thro'  every  Age  the  Lord  declares 

His  Name,  and  breaks  th'  Oppreflbr's  Rod  ; 
He  gives  his  fufferlng  Servants  Reft, 
And  will  be  known  TF  Almighty  God. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  Love, 
People  and  Priefts  exalt  his  Name : 

Arnongl 


Psalm     CXXXV.  283 

Amongft  his  Saints  he  ever  dwells; 
His  Church  is  his  Jerufalem. 

Psalm    CXXXV.    Ver.  5—12.     Second  Part. 

fbe  Works  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemption  of 
*  Ifrael,  and  Dejlrutthn  of  Enemies. 

GReat  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
Above  all  Powers,  and  every  Throne ; 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  Earth  or  Sea, 
Or  Heaven,  or  Hell,  his  Hand  hath  done. 

At  his  Command  the  Vapours  rife, 
The  Lightnings  flafh,  the  Thunders  roar; 
He  pours  the  Rain,  he  brings  the  Wind 
And  Tempeft  from  his  airy  Store. 

5  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  Tokens  frnt, 
O  Egypt,  thro'  thy  flubborn  Land  ; 
When  all  thy  firft-born  Beafts  and  Mea 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  Hand. 

What  mighty  Nations,  mighty  Kings 

He  flew,  and  their  whole  Country  gave         ^ 

To  ifrael,  whom  his  Hand  redeem'd, 

No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  Slave ! 

His  Power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  Grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  Hofts  of  Hell ; 
And  Heaven  he  gives  us  to  poffefs. 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  Angels  fell. 

Psalm  CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 

Praife  due  to  Cod,  not  to  idols. 

A  Wake,  ye  Saints  :    To  praife  your  King 
Your  fweeteft  Paflfions  raife, 
Your  pious  Pleafure,  while  you  fing3 
Increafing  with  the  Praife. 

Ni  z  Great 


sS4       Psalm    CXX^VI. 

Z  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  Works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  Employ  : 
But  (till  his  Saints  are  near  his  Throne, 
His  Trcafure  and  his  Joy. 

3  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Sea  confefs  his  Hand  ; 

He  bids  the  Vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  Storm  at  his  Command 
Sweep  thro*  the  founding  Skies. 

4  All  Power  that  Gods  or  Kings  have  claimed 

Is  found  with  him  alone  \ 
But  Heathen  Gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jekovatis  known, 

$  Wrhich  of  the  Stocks  and  Stones  they  truft 
Can  give  them  Show'rs  of  Rain  \ 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glittering  Duft, 
And  pray  to  Gold  in  vain, 

6  [Their  Gods  have  Tongues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  Makers  gave  : 
Their  Feet  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk  ; 
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.] 

%  O  Britain,  know  thy  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  Faith  and  Fear  ; 
He  makes  thy  Churches  his  Abode, 
And  claims  thine  Honours  there. 

Psalm  CXXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
God's  Wonders  of  Creation,  Providence,  Redemption  of 
Ifrael,  and  Salvation  of  bis  People. 

I   ^>IVE  Thanks  to  God  the  fovereign  Lord ; 
\J     His  Mercies  Jl ill  endure.  And 


Psalm    CXXXVI.       28 5 

And  be  the  King  of  Kings  ador'd : 
His  Truth  is  ever  fare. 

1  What  Wonders  hath  his  Wifdom  done  ! 
How  mighty  is  Its  Hand  ! 
Heav'n,  Earth  and  Sea3  he  fram\i  alone  : 
How  wide  is  his  Comrnar.d  ! 

3  The  Sun  fupplies  the  Day  with  Light  ; 

How  bright  his  Ccuvfeis  fame  ! 
The  Moon  and  Stars  atiorn  the  Night  : 
His  Works  are  all  divine. 

4  [He  ftrook  the  Sons  of  Ig)pt  dead  : 

How  dreadful  is  his  Rod? 
And  thence  with  Joy  his  People  led  : 
How  gracious  is  cur  God  ! 

5  He  cleft  the  Aveliing  Sea  in  two  : 

His  Arm  is  great  in  Might , 
And  gave  the  Tribes  a  Pafiage  thro'  ; 
His  Power  and  Grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  Army  there  he  drown'd  ; 

How  glorious  are  his  Ways  ! 
And  brought  his  Saints  thro*  defart  Ground  : 
Eternal  be  his  Praife, 

7  Great  Monarchs  fell  beneath  his  Hand  ;     * 

Victorious  is  his  Swcrd  ; 
While  Jfrael  took  the  promis'd  Land  : 
And  faithful  is  his  Word  ] 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  dead  in  Sin  ; 

He  felt  his  Pity  move. 
How  fad  the  State  the  World  was  in  ! 
How  houndlefs  was  lis  Love  I 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  Woe  ; 

His  Gocdnefs  never  fails ; 

N  3  From 


286        Psalm  CXXXVI. 

From  Death  and  Hell,  and  every  Foe  ; 
And  fill  his  Grace  prevails. 

io  Give  Thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King  ; 
His  Mercies  fill  endure. 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Praifes  Gno ; 
His  Truth  h.  ever  fure. 

Psalm   CXXXVI.     As  the  148th  Pfalm 
1   f>lVE  Thanks  to  God  moft  hfgh> 
VJf  The  univerfal  Lord  ; 
The  fovereign  King  of  Kings ; 
And  be  his  Grace  ador'd. 

His  Power  and  Grace    - 

Are  flill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  Name 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 

1  How  mighty  is  his  Hand  ! 
What  Wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form' d  the  Earth  and  Seas, 
And  fpread  the  Heavens  alone. 

Thy  Mercy  y  Lord, 

Shall  fill  endure ) 

And  ever  fure 

Abides  thy  IVcrd. 

3   His  Wifdom  fram'd  the  Sun 
To  crown  the  Day  with  Light; 
The  Moon  and  twinkling  Stars 
To  cheer  the  darkfbme  Night. 

His  Power  and  Grace 

Are  fill  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  Name 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 


Psalm    CXXXVI.         287 

4  [He  fmote  the  firft-born  Sons, 
The  Flower  of  Egypt,  dead ; 
And  thence  his  chofen  Tribes 
With  Joy  and  Glory  led. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  jtill  endure  ; 
And  ever  fure 
Abides  thy  Word. 

5  His  Power  and  lifced  Rod 
Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two; 
And  for  his  People  made 
A  wondrous  Paflage  thro\ 

His  Pcwer  and  Grace 
Are  jlill  the  fame  \ 
And  let  his  Same 
Have  endlefs  Praife* 

C  But  cruel  pharaeh  there 
With  all  his  Hoft  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Thro'  a  long  defart  Ground. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  Jlill  endure ; 

And  ever  fure 

Abides  thy  Word. 

Pause. 

7  The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  Hand  ; 
While  his  own  Servants  took 
Poffeflion  of  their  Land. 

His  Power  and  Grace 

Are  Jlill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  Kime 

H*ve  endlefs  PraifeJ\ 

N*  4  8  He 


2  88       Psalm    CXXXVI. 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  lie 
All  perifhing  in  Sin, 
And  pityd  the  fad  State 
The  ruin'd  World  was  in. 

Thy  Mercy l  Lordy 
Shall  ftill  endure ; 
And  ever  fuye 
Abides  thy  Word, 

9  He  fent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  ns  from  our  Woe, 
From  Satan,  Sin  and  Deatbj 
And  every  hurtful  Foe, 

His  Power  and  Grace 

Jre  /till  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  'Same 

Have  endlefs  Vraife* 

io  Give  Thanks  aloud  to  God1 
To  God  the  heavenly  King  : 
And  let  the  fpacious  Earth 
His  Works  and  Glories  ling/ 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fill  endure  ; 

Ar.d  ever  Jure 

Abides  thy  Word. 

Psalm    CXXXVI.     Jlridg'd.     Long  Metre* 

i    A""^  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  Praife  ! 
VJT  Mercy  and  Truth  are  all  his  Ways  ; 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  Renown, 
The  King  of  Kings  with  Glory  crown  ; 
His  Mercies  ever  fiall  endure 
When  Lords  and  Kings  are  know  a  no  mere. 

3  He 


Psalm    CXXXVIU.      289 

3  He  built  the  Earth,  he  fpread  the  Sky, 
And  nVd  the  ftarry  Lights  on  high  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong. 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song, 

4  He  fills  the  Sun  with  Morning- Lighr, 
He  bids  the  Moon  direct  the  Night : 
His  Mercies  ever  pall  endure. 

When  Suns  and  Moons  fhall  fhine  no  more. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  Hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  Promis'd  Land  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belongs 

Repeat  his  Mercies  inyour  Song. 

£  He  faw  the  Gentries  dead  in  Sin, 
And  felt  his  Pity  work  wichin  : 
His  Mercies  ever  fball  endure, 
When  Death  and  Sin  fhall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  Power  to  fave 
From  Guilt  and  Darknefs,  and  the  Grave  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong, 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

8  Thro*  this  vain  World  he  guides  our  Feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  Seat : 

His  Mercies  ever  fball  endure^ 

When  this  vain  World  fhall  be  no  more. 

Psalm  CXXXVIU. 
Refioring  and  Preferving  Grace. 

I  [\\71TU  all^my  Powers  of  Heart  and  Tongue 
V  V    I'll  praffe  my  Maker  in  my  Song  : 
Angels  fhall  hear  the  Notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  Song,  and  join  the  Pratfe. 

I  Angels  that  make  thy  Church  their  Care 
Shall  witnefs  my  Devotions  there, 

"   N  5  While 


2po        Psalm    CXXXIX. 

While  holy  Zeai  dire&s  my  Eves 
To  thy  fair  Temple  in  the  Skies."] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  Truth  and  Mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  img  the  Wonders  of  thy  Word  * 
Net  all  thy  Works  and  Names  below 
co  much  thy  Power  and  Glory  fhow. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  Troubles  rofe  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  Foes  : 
He  did  my  riling  Fears  conrroul, 
And  Strength  diffus'd  thro'  all  my  Sou). 

5  The  God  of  Heav'n  maintains  his  State, 
Frowns  en  the  Proud,  and  fcorns  the  Great 
But  fiom  his  Throne  tiefcends  to  fee 
The  Sons  of  humble  Poverty. 

6  Amidft  a  thoufand  Snares  I  ftand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  Hand  ; 
Thy  Words  my  fainting  Soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  Faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  compkat  what  Grace  begins, 
To  fave  from  Sorrows,  or  from  Sins : 
The  Work  that  Wifdom  undertakes 
Eternal  Mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.    Virfi  Part.  Long  Metre. 
The  All-feeing  Cod. 

I  T     ORD,  thou  haft  fearch'd,  and  f^en  me  thro* ; 
|   j  Thine  Eye  commands  with  piercing  View 
My  rifing  and  my  refting  Hours, 
My  Heart  and  Flefh  with  all  their  Powers. 

%  My  Thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diftinctly  known  ; 
Ke  knows  the  Words  I  mean  to  fpeak 
E'er  from  my  opening  Lips  they  break. 

j  Within 


Psalm    C  XXXIX.       i$i 

j  Within  thy  circling  Power  I  Hand  ; 
On  every  Side  I  mid  thy  Hand  : 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  furround-ed  iUll  with  God. 

4  Amazing  Knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  Extent^!  What  lofty  Height  L 
My  Soul  with  all  the  Pow'rs  I  boaft 

Is  in  the  boundlefi  Profpect  loft. 

5  O  may  tbefe  Thoughts  pojfefs  my  Breaji, 
Where-eer  I  rove,  <where-eer  I  refi  ! 
Kor  let  my  weaker  Vajjions  dare 
Qonfent  to  Sir?,  for  Cod  is  there. 

Pause  I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  Service  and  thy  Love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  Prefence  ftuin, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  Glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  Heaven  I  take  my  Flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'ft  enthron'd  in  Light ;, 
Or  dive  to  Hell,  there  Vengeance  reigns^, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  Chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  Morning-Ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Wejlem  Sea, 

Thy  fwifcer  Hand  wou'd  firft  arrive^. 
And  there  arreft  thy  Fugitive. 

9  Or  (bould  I  try  to  fliun  thy  Sight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  Vail  of  Night, 
OnQ  Glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  Ray 
Wou'd  kindle  Darknefs  into  Day. 

10  O  may  thefe  Thoughts  pofefs  my  Breafiy 
Jlhre-e'er  I  rovei  where-e'er  I  rejl  1 

tor 


2<?i         Psalm    CXXXIX. 

Kor  let  my  weaker  Pajjlons  dare 
Confent  to  Sin ^  for God  is  tiers. 

Pauss    II. 

1 1  The  Vail  of  Night  is  no  Difguife, 

No  Screen  from  thy  All-fearching  Eyes ;  - 
Thy  Hand  can  feize  thy  Foes  as  foon 
Thro'  Midnight-fhades  as-blazing  Noon. 

Il  Midnight  and  Noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  Thee. 
Not  Death  can  hide  what  God  wiil  fpy, 
And  Hell  lies  naked  to  his  Eye, 

I  3  O  may  thefe  Thoughts  foffefs  my  Breafl> 
IVtere-e'er  I  rcve,  where-e *er  I  reji  I 
Sor  let  my  weaker  Paffwns  dare 
Confent  to  Sin,  for  God  is  there* 

P s  a  l  m  CXXXIX.   Second  Part.    Long  Metre, 

The  wonderful  Tar  mail  on  of  Man. 

I  'nPWAS  from  thy  Hand,  my  God,  Icame, 
J[     A  Work  of  fuch  a  curious  Frame ; 
In  me  thy  fearful  Wonders  (bine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  Skill  divine, 

%  Thine  Eyes  did  all  my  Limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  Confufion  lay  j 
Thou  faw'ft  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  fbvereign  Co'unfe'ls  fram'J, 
(The  breathing  Lung's,  the  beating  Heart) 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  Art. 

4  At  laft  to  fhew  my  Maker's  Name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  Image  on  my  Frame, 

And 


PsAf.  ><     LXWIX.  i9l 

And  in  fome  unknown  Moment  join'd 
Tke  riniuYd  Members  to  the  Mind. 

5  There  the  young  Seeds  of  Thought  legan, 
And  all  the  Pallions  of  the  Man  ; 

Great  God,  our  Infant-Nature  pay* 
Immortal  Tribute  to  thy  Praife. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  (Tnce  in  my  advancing  Age 
I've  acted  on  Life's  bufy  Stage, 

Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  to  me  furmount 
The  Power  of  Numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  Ocean  o'er. 

And  count  each  Sand  that  makes  the  Shore, 
Eefore  my  fwifteft  Thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

8  Thefe  on  my  Heart  are  ftill  imprefT, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  Eyes  to  Reft  ; 
And  at  my  waking  Hour  I  find 
God  and  his  Love  pofiefs  my  Mind. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  third  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  pro/eft,    and  Grace  iryd  \  or.   The  Heart* 

fearching  God. 
I  11    \  Y  God,  what  inward  Grief  I  feel 

± VjL  When  impious  Men  tranfgreis  thy  Will  I 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  Lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  Name  in  vain, 

i  Does  not  my  Soul  deteft  a>nd  hare 
The  Sons  of  Malice  and  Deceit  ? 
Thofc  that  oppofe  thy  Laws  and  Thee, 
I  count  them  Enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  Soul,  try  every  Thought  ; 
Tho  my  own  Heart  accufe  me  not 

Of 


4P4        Psalm  CXXXIX. 

Of  walking  in  a  falfe  Diiguife, 
I  beg  the  Trial  of  chine  Eyes.  * 

4  Doth  fecret  Mifchief  lurk  within  i 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  Sin  ? 

0  turn  my  Feet  when-e'er  I  ftray,' 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  Way/ 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Firfivart.  Common  Metre. 
Cod  is  every  where. 
I  TN  all  my  vaft  Concerns  with  Thee 

1  In  vain  my  Soul  wou'd  try 

To  fhun  thy  Prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 

The  Notice  of  thine  Eye. 
z  Thy  all-furrounding  Sight  furveys 

My  Riling  and  my  Reft, 
My  publick  Walks,  my  private  Ways 

And  Secrets  of  my  Breaft.  ' 

3  My  Thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  e'er  my  Lips  pronounce  the  Word 
He  knows  the  Senfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  Knowledge,  deep  and  high  » 

Where  can  a  Creature  hidQ  i 
Within  thy  circling  Arms  1  lie, 
Befet  on  every  Side, 

5  So  let  thy.  Grace  furround  me  (lilt, 

And  like  a  Bulwark  prove^ 

To  guard  my  Scul  from  every  111 

Secur'd  by  fbvereign  Love. 

Pau  se. 

6  Lord,  where  fhall  guilty  Souls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  I 


In 


i>  b  A  L  M      CXXXIX.  2P5 

In  Hcii  :hey  meet  thy  dreadful  Fire, 
In  Heaven  thy  glorious  Throne. 

7  Should  I  fupprefc  my  vical  Breath, 
To  Tcape  the  Wrath  divine, 
Thy  Voice  would  break  the  Bars  of  Death, 
And  make  the  Grave  refign. 

S  If  wing'd  with  Beams  of  Morning-Light 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weft, 
Thy  Hand,  which  mud  fupport  my  Flight, 
Wou'd  foon  betray  my  Reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  Sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  Curtains  of  the  Night, 
Thofe  flaming  Eyes  that  guard  thy  Law 
Wou'd  turn  the  Shades  to  Light. 

10  The  Beams  of  Noon,  the  Midnight  Hour 

Are  both  alike  to  Thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre, 

The  Wifdcm  of  God  in  the  Formation  of  Man. 

1  \rt  7HEN  I  with  pleafing  Wonder  ftand, 

V  V       And  all  my  Frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  Work  ;  I  own,  thy  Hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  Clay. 

2  Thy  Hand  my  Heart  and  Reins  poffeft 

Where  unborn  Nature  grew  ; 
Thy  Wifdom  all  my  Features  trae'd, 
And  all  my  Members  drew. 

3  Thine  Eye  with  niceft  Care  furvey  *d 

The  Growth  of  every  Part  ; 
Tin  the  whole  Scheme  thy  Thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd^by  thy  Art, 

4  Heaven, 


l$6 


Psalm    CXXX1X. 


4  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Sea,  and  Fire,  and  Wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  Skill 
But  I  review  rny  felf,  and  find 
Diviner  Wonders  flill. 

5  Thy  awful  Glories  round  me  (hine, 

My  Flefh  proclaims  thy  Praifc  , 
Lord,  to  thy  Works  of  Nature  join 
Thy  Miracles  of  Grace. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  14,  17,  1 8.     third  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
The  Mercies  of  God  innumerable. 
An  Evening  Pfalm. 

I   T     ORD,  when  I  count  thy  Mercies  o'er, 

J /     They  ftrike  me  with  Surprize  ; 

Not  all  the  Sands  that  fpread  the  Shore 
To  equal  Numbers  rife. 

2,  My  Flefh  with  Fear  and  Wonder  (lands* 
The  Prod ud  of  thy  Skill, 
And  hourly  BlefGngs  from  thy  Hands 
Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  reveal, 

3  Thefe  on  my  Heart  by  Night  I  keep } 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the  Hour  that  ends  my  Sleep 
Still  find  my  Thoughts  with  Thee, 

Psalm    CXLI.  Ver.  i,  3, 4,  $• 

Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Reproof. 

A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 

1    Tk    h  Y  God,  accept  my  early  Vows, 

xVjL  Like  Morning-Incenfe  in  thine  Houfe3 


And  let  my  nightly  Worfhip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  Evening  Sacrifice, 


t  Watch 


Psalm    CaLII.  297 

Watch  o'er  my  Lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  raih  and  heedlefs  Word ; 
Nor  let  my  Feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  Path  where  Sfnners  lead. 

I  O  may  the  Righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  Way  ! 
Their  gentle  Words,  like  Ointment  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife  but  cheer  my  Head, 

When  I  behold  them  preft  with  Grief* 
TJ1  cry  to  Heaven  for  their  Relief ; 
And  by  my  warm  Petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  Love. 

Psalm    CXLII. 
God  is  the  Hope  of  the  Helplefs. 

1  "  I  *0  God  I  made  my  Sorrows  known* 

X       From  God  I  fought  Relief ; 
In  long  Complaints  before  his  Throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  Grief. 

2  My  Soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  Woes, 

My  Heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  Burdens  knows, 
He  knows  the  W7ay  I  take. 

5  On  every  Side  I  caft  mine  Eye, 
And  found  my  Helpers  gone, 
While  Friends  and  Strangers  paft  me  by 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raile  a  louder  Cry, 

And  call'd  thy  Mercy  near, 
cc  Thou  art  my  Portion  when  I  die, 
cc  Be  thou  my  Refuge  here. 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  uhine  Ear  attend, 

And 


29S  Psalm    CXLlIL 

And  make  my  Foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

6  From  my  fad.  Prifoii  &t  me  free, 
Then  fhall  I  praife  thy  Name, 
Arid  holy  Men  fhall  join  with  me 
Thy  Kindnefs  to  proclaim, 

Psalm  CXLIIT. 
Complaint  of  heavy  Afflictions  in  Mind  and  Body. 
I   A   \  Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
lVJL  Hear  when  I  fpread  my  Hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  Succour  from  thy  Throne, 

0  make  thy  Truth  and  Mercy  known, 
z  Let  Judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 

Behold  thy  Servant  pleads  thy  Grace  : 
Should  Juftice  call  us  to  thy  Bar,. 
No  Man  alive  is  guilclefs  there. 

j  Look  down  mPhy,  Lord;  and  fee 
The  mighty  Woes  that  burden  me'; 
Down  to  the  Duft  my  Life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  Darknefs  and  unfeen, 
My  Heart  is  defolate  withiri  : 
My  Thoughts  in  mufing  Silence  trace 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope 
To  bear  my  (inking  Spirits  up  ; 

1  ftretch  my  Hands  to  God  again, 
And  third  like  parched  Lands  for  Rain, 

6  For  Thee  I  third,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  foiling  Face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  Joys  on  Earth  remove  £ 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  Love  \ 

7  My 


7  My  God,  thy  long  Delay  to  fave 
Will  fink  thy  Prifoner  to  the  Grave  ; 
My  Heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  Eye  ; 
Make  hake  to  help  before  I  die. 

The  Night  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
Diftrefling  Pains,  diftrefling  Fears  ; 

0  might  I  hear  thy  Morning  Voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  Powers  rejoice  \ 

9  In  Thee  I  trirft,  to  Thee  I  f?gh, 
And  lift  my  heavy  Soul  on  high  ; 
For  Thee  fit  waiting  all  the  Day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  Hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  Fetters,  Lord,  and  fhow 
Which  is  the  Path  my  Feet  Aiould  go  ; 
If  Snares  and  Foes  befet  the  Road, 

1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  Will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  Hill  \ 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  Love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  Courts  above* 

12  Then  fhall  my  Soul  no  more  complain, 
The  Tempter  then  (hall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  Flefh,  that  was  my  Foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  Spirit  more. 

Psalm  CXL1V.    F'rjl  Part.    Ver.  i3*i. 
Ajfifiance  and  Vitfory  in  the  fpiritual  fV^rfare. 

I    F70R  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lcrd, 
]L       My  Saviour  and  my  Shield  ; 
He  fends  his  Spirit  with  hip  Word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  Field. 

|  When  Sin  and  Hell  their  Force  unite* 
He  makes  my  Soul  his  Care, 

i  In- 


^oo         Psalm    CXLIV. 

Inftrufts  me  to  the  heavenly  Fight, 
And  guards  me  thro*  the  War. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine 

Doth  my  weak.  Courage  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  Vi&ory  mine, 

And  his  (hall  be  the  Praife. 
Psalm  CXLIV.     Second  Part.    Ver.  J,  4,  },  6. 

The  Vanity  of  Man,  and  Condefcenfion  of  God, 
1   T     CRD,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man, 

J /     Born  of  the  Earth  at  fir  ft  ? 

His  Life  a  Shadow,  light  and  vain. 

Still  hading  to  the  Duft. 

i  O  what  is  feeble  dying  Man^ 
Or  any  of  his  Race, 
That  God  fhould  make  it  his  Concern 
To  vifit  him  with  Grace  ? 

j  That  God  who  darts  his  Lightnings  down, 
Who  fhakes  the  Worlds  above, 
And  Mountains  tremble  at  his  Frown^ 

How  wondrous  is  his  Love  1 
Psalm   CXLIV.  Third  Part.  Ver.  iz— 15. 
Grace  above  Rides  ;  or,  The  happy  Ration* 
I  T  TAppy  the  Gty,  where  their  Sons 
JL   J^Like  Pillars  round  a  Palace  fet, 
And  Daughters  bright  as  polifti'd  Stones 
Gives  Strength  and  Beauty  to  the  State, 

z  Happy  the  Country,  where  the  Sheep, 
Cattle,  and  Corn,  have  large  Increafe  ; 
Where  Men  fecurely  work  or  fleep, 
Nor  Sons  of  Plunder  break  the  Peace. 

3  Happy  the  Nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofe 


On 


Psalm    CXLV.  501 

On  whom  the  All-fufficient  God 
Himfelf  with  all  his  Grace  beftows* 

Psalm  CXLV.    Long  Metre. 
Tie  Greatnefs  of  God. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  Praife 
Shall  fill  the  Remnant  of  my  Days  : 
Thy  Grace  employ  my  humble  Tongue 
Till  Death  and  Gbry  raife  the  Song. 

The  Wings  of  every  Hour  fliall  bear 
Some  thankful  Tribute  to  thine  Ear  ; 
And  every  fetting  Sun  (hall  fee 
New  Works  of  Duty  done  for  Thee, 

I  Thy  Truth  and  Jufitce  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  Bounty  flows,  an  endiefs  Stream; 
Thy  Mercy  fwift ;  thine  Anger  (low, 
But  dreadful  to  the  ftubborn  Foe. 

4  Thy  Works  with  fbvereign  Glory  fhine  ; 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  ; 

Let  Britain  round  her  Shores  proclaim 
The  Sound  and  Honour  of  thy  'Name. 

5  Let  diftant  Times  and  Nations  raife 
The  long  Succeflion  of  thy  Praife  : 
And  unborn  Ages  make  my  Song 
The  Joy  and  Labour  of  their  Tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  Deeds  ? 
Thy  Greatnefs  all  our  Thoughts  exceeds  ; 
Vaft  and  unfearchable  thy  Ways, 

Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  Praife. 

Psaim  CXLV.     11— 7>  it  — IJ.    &rft  Part. 
The  Greatnefs  of  God. 
I  T    ONG  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  Name, 
I    j    My  King,  my  God  of  Love ; 

My 


jo2         Psalm    CXLV. 

My  Work  and  Joy  fhall  be  the  fame 
In  the  bright  World  above. 

%  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Power  unknown, 
And  let  hisPraife  be  great  : 
1*11  fing  the  Honours  of  thy  Throne, 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  repeat. 

r3  Thy  Grace  fhall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  ; 
And  while  my  Lips  rejoice, 
The  Men  that  hear  my  facred  Song 
Shall  join  their  chearftil  Voice. 

4  Fathers  to  Sons  (hall  teach  thy  Name, 

And  Children  learn  thy  Ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  Truth  proclaim, 
And  Nations  found  thy  Praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  Deeds  of  ancient  Date 

Shall  thro'  the  World  be  known  ; 
Thine  Arm  of  Power,  thy  heavenly  State 
With  publick  Splendor  {ho  wn. 

6  The  World  ismanag'd  by  thy  Hands, 

Thy  Saints  are  rul'd  by  Love ; 

And  thine  eternal  Kingdom  flands 

Tho'  Rocks  and  Hills  remove. 

Psalm  CXLV.   Second  Part.  Ver.  7,  &c. 
The  Goodnefs  of  God. 

1  £>  Weet  is  the  Memory  of  thy  Grace, 
^     My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  Age  to  Age  thy  Righteoufnefs 
In  Sounds  of  Glory  ling. 

i  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 
His  Goodnefs  to  the  Skies  ; 
Thro9  the  whole  Earth  his  Bounty  ftiines, 
And  every  Want  fupplies. 

3  With 


Psalm    CALV.  303 

Wifh  longing  Eyes  thy  Creatures  wait 

On  Thee  tor  daily  Food* 
Thy  liberal  Hand  provides  their  Meat. 

And  fills  their  Mouths  with  Good.  ' 

How  kind  are  thy  Companions,  Lord  i 

How  flow  thine  Anger  moves  I 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pardoning  Word 

To  cheer  the  Souls  he  loves. 

Creatures  wich  all  their  endkfs  Race 

Thy  Power  and  Praife  proclaim  ; 
Bun  Saints  that  tafte  thy  richer  Grace 

Delight  to  blefs  thy  Name. 

Psalm    CXLV.    14,  17,  &*c.     Third  Part. 
Mercy  to  Sufferers  ;  or5  G$d  hearing  Prayer. 

LET  every  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpeak, 
Thou  fovereign  Lord  of  all  *3 
Thy  ftrengthning  Hands  uphold  the  Weak, 
And  raife  the  Poor  that  fall. 

When  Sorrow  bows  the  Spirit  down, 

Or  Virtue  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  Oppreflbr's  Frown, 

Thou  giv'ft  the  Mourners  Reft, 

The  Lord  kipports  our  tottering  Days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  Youth : 
Holy  and  jult  are  all  his  Ways, 

And  all  his  Words  are  Truth, 

He  knows  the  Pains  his  Servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  Children  cry, 
And  their  beft  Wifhes  to  fulfil 

His  Grace  is  ever  nigh. 

His  Mercy  never  {hall  remove 
From  Men  of  Heart  fincere  ; 

He 


J04      Psalm    CXLVI. 

He  faves  the  Souls  whofe  humble  Love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  Fear. 

6  QHis  ftubborn  Foes  his  Sword  (hall  flay, 

And  pierce  their  Hearts  with  Pain  ; 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay> 
"  They  fought  his  Aid  in  vain.] 

7  [My  Lips  (hall  dwell  upon  his  Praife, 

And  fpread  his  Fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  Sons  of  Adam  raife 
The  Honours  of  their  God.] 

Psalm  CXLVI.    Long  Metre. 

Praife  to  Cod  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

t  "QRaife  ye  the  Lord.     My  Heart  (hall  joia 
J[     In  Work  fo  pleafant,  fb  divine, 
Now  while  the  Flefti  is  mine  Abode, 
And  when  my  Soul  a(cends  to  God. 

i  Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobleft  Powers 
While  Immortality  endures ; 
My  Days  of  Praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft. 

3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  I 
Princes  muftdieand  turn  to  Duft; 
Iheir  Breath  departs,  their  Pomp  and  Power, 
And  Thoughts  all'  vanUh  in  an  Hour. 

'4  Happy  the  Man  whofe  Hopes  rely 
On  Ifraefs  God  :  He  made  the  Sky, 
And  Earth  and  Seas  with  all  their  Train, 
And  none  (hall  find  his  Promifc  vain. 

5  His  Truth  for  ever  (lands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th*  Oppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor  ; 
He  fends  the  labouring  Confcience  Peace, 
And  grants  the  Prifoner  fweet  Releafe. 


6  Thi 


Psalm    CXLVI.  305 

6  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mind  : 
He  helps  the  Stranger  in  Diftrefs, 

The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves  his  Saints,  he  knows  them  well3 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell : 
Thy  God  3  O  Ztoit,  ever  reigns ; 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  Strains. 

Psalm  CXLVI.    As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 
Praife  to  God  for  lis  Ccodnefs  and  Truth '. 

I  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  Breath  ; 
J[  And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Deaths 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  Powers, 
My  Days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pail 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft, 

Or  Immortality  endures. 

i  Why  fhould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  ? 
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  J/raePs  God  :  He  made  the  Sky, 

And  Earth  and  Seas  with  all  their  Tram  : 
His  Truth  for  ever  ftands  fecure ; 
He  faves  th*  Oppreft,  he  feeds  the  Poor, 

And  none  fhall  find  his  Promife  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  Mind  ; 

He  fends  the  labouring  Confcience  Peace : 


He 


ic6        Psalm    CXLVII. 

He  helps  the  Stranger  in  DiflreG, 
The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  Prifbner  fweet  Releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  Saints  ;  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to  Hell  : 

Thy  God,  Ozioriy  ever  reigns; 
Let  every  Tongue,  let  every  Age 
In  this  exalted  Work  engage  ; 

Praife  him  in  everlaftin'g  Strains. 

6  1*11  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  Breath, 
And  when  my  Voice  is  loft  in  Death 

Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobler  Powers  : 
My  Days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  paft 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  laft, 

Or  Immortality  endures. 

Psalm    CXLVII.    fh f  Part. 

The  Divine  Nature,  Providence  and  Grace. 

i  T)Raife  ye  the  Lord  :  'Tis  good  toraife 
X     Our  Hearts  and  Voices  in  his  Praife  : 
His  Nature  and  his  Works  invite 
To  make  this  Duty  our  Delight- 

%  The  Lord  builds  up  yerufdlem^ 
And  gathers  Nations  to  his  Name  i 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  Soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  Spirit  whole. 

%  iHe  form'd  the  Stars,  thofe  heavenly  Flames, 
He  counts  their  Numbers,  calls  their  Names  : 
His  Wifdom  vaft,  and  knows  no  Bound, 
A  Deep  where  all  our  Thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  Might ; 
And  all  his  Glories  infinite. 


He; 


Psalm    CJXLVII.         307 

He  crowns  the  Meek,  rewards  the  Juft, 
And  treads  the  Wicked  to  the  Duft. 

Pause. 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  fpreads  his  Cloud  all  round  the  Sky  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  Rain, 
Nor  lets  the  Drops  defcend  in  vain. 

He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  Fields  with  Corn. 
The  Beafts  with  Food  his  Hands  fupply, 
And  the  young  Ravens  when  they  cry. 

What  is  the  Creatures  Skill  or  Force, 
The  fprightly  Man,  the  warlike  Horfe, 
The  nimble  Wit,  the  active  Limb  ? 
All  are  too  mean  Delights  for  Him. 

But  Saints  are  lovely  in  his  Sight ; 
He  views  his  Children  with  Delight  t 
He  fees  their  Hope,  he  knows  their  Fear ; 
And  looks  and  loves  hislmage  there. 

Psalm   CXLVII.     Second  Part. 

Summer  and  Winter. 

A  Song  for  Great  Britain* 

O  Britain)  praife  thy  mighty  God, 
And  make  Jiis  Honours  known  abroad  ; 
He  bid  the  Ocean  round  thee  flow  : 
Not  Bars  of  Brafi  could  guard  thee  fo. 

Thy  Children  are  lecure  and  bleft ; 
Thy  Shores  have  Peace,  thy  Cities  Reft  : 
He  feeds  thy  Sons  with  fineft  Wheat, 
And  adds  his  Bleffing  to  their  Meat, 

O  1  5  Thy 


308       Psalm    CXLVII. 

5  Thy  changing  Seafbns  he  ordains, 
Thine  early  and  thy  later  Rains  ; 
His  Flakes  of  Snow  like  Wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  Corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  Fro  ft  he  ft  rows  the  Ground  ; 
His  Hail  defcends  with  clattering  Sound  : 
Where  is  the  Man  fo  vainly  bold 

That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  Cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  Southern  Breezes  blow ; 
The  Ice  diflblves,  the  Waters  flow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  Works  and  Ways 
To  call  the  Britons  to  his  Praife. 

6  To  all  the  Ifle  his  Laws  are  fhown  ; 
His  Gofpel  thro'  the  Nation  known  ; 
He  hath  not  thusreveal'd  his  Word 
To  every  Land  :   Praife  ye  the  Lord, 

Psalm  CXLVII.  7-^9, 15— 18.  Common  Met. 

The  Sea/on j  of  the  Tear* 

j    X  7T  7 ITH  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud 
\  V       Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  Heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  Cloud, 
And  Waters  vail  the  Sky. 

z  He  fends  his  Show'rs  of  Ble/Ting  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. 


Psalm     CXLVIII.  309 

4  His  ftcady  Counfcls  change  the  Face 

Of  the  declining  Year  ; 
He  bids  the  Sun  cut  fhort  his  Race, 
And  wint'ry  Days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  Fro(t5  his  fleecy  Snow, 

Defcend  and  clothe  the  Ground  ; 
The  liquid  Streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  Icy  Fetters  bound, 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  Stores  on  high 

He  pours  the  rattling  Hail, 
The  Wretch  that  dares  this  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  Courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  Word  and  melts  the  Snow, 

The  Fields  no  longer  mourn  \ 
He  calls  the  warmer  Gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  Spring  return. 

8  The  changing  Wind,  the  flying  Cloud 

Obey  his  mighty  Word  : 
With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud, 
Praife  ye  the  fovereign  Lord. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.     Proper  Met«J. 

Praife  to  God  from  alt  Creatures. 

I  "V/E  Tribes  of  Adam  join 

X       With  Heaven  and  Earth  and  Sea.s, 
And  offer  Notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  Praife. 
Ye  holy  Throng 
Of  Angels  bright 
In  Worlds  of  Light 
Begin  the  Song, 


O  5  2,  Thou 


310         P  S  A  L  M    CXLV1II. 

i  Thou  Sun  wich  dazling  Rays, 
And  Moon  that  rules  the  Night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife, 
With  Stars  of  twinkling  Light. 

His  Power  declare, 

"Yje  Floods  on  high, 

And  Clouds  tkS  fly 

In  empty  Air. 

3  The  fhining  Worlds  above 
In  glorious  Order  fland. 
Or  in  fwift  Courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  Command. 

He  fpake  the  Word, 
And  ail  their  Frame 
From  Nothing  came 
To  praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  Wheel* 
In  unknown  Ages  paft, 

And  each  his  Word  fulfils 
While  Time  and  Nature  hit.. 

la  different  Ways 

Hts  Works  proclaim 

His  wondrous  Name, 

And  (peak  his  Praife. 

Pause. 

$  Let  all  the  Earth-born  Race, 
And  Mongers  of  the  Deep, 
The  Fifh  that  cleave  the  Sea?3 
Or  in  their  Bofbm  deep, 

From  Sea  and  Shore 

Their  Tribute  pay, 

And  ftill  difplay 

Their  Maker's  Power. 


Psalm    CX-LVIII.  31 

t  Ye  Vapours,  Hail,  and  Snow, 
Praife  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  Winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  Word. 

When  Lightnings  fhiBeg 

Or  Thunders  roar, 

Let  Earth  adore 

His  Hand  divine. 

7  Ye  Mountains  near  the  Skigs, 
With  lofcy  Cedars  there, 
And  Trees  of  humbler  Size, 
That  Fruit  in  Pienty  bear, 

Beafts  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  Flies  and  Worms, 
In  various  Forms 
Exalc  his  Name. 

8  Ye  Kings,  and  Judges  fear 
The  Lord,  the  fovereign  King  \ 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  Honours  fing  : 

Nor  let  the  Dream 
Of  Power  and  State 
Make  you  forget 
His  Power  fupremc. 

o  Virgins  and  Youths,  engage 
To  found  his  Praife  divine. 
While  Infancy  and  Age  % 

Their  feebler  Voices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  Name  be  fung 

By  every  Tongue 

In  endlefs  Strains. 


O  4  10  Let 


312         Psalm    CXLVIIL 

io  Let  all  the  Nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  abo  vc 
He  brings  his  People  rvear, 
And  makes  them  tafte  his  Love  i 

While  Earth  and  Sky 

Attempt  his  Praife, 

His  Saints  (hall  raife 

Kis  Honours  high. 

Psalm  CXLVIIL  Paraphrased  fa  Long  Metr$> 

Vniverfal  Praife  ta  God* 

x  X    OUD  Hailejujakslo  the  Lord 

I    j  From  diftant  Worlds  where  Creatures  dwell; 
Let  Heaven  begin  the  fblemn  Word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  Hell. 

Note,  This  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  tie 
eld  112th  or  1x7th  Pfalm,  if  thefe  two  Lines  be  added 
to  every  Stanza,  (viz. ) 

Each  of  his  Works  his  Name  difplays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  Praife. 

Otherwife  it  mufi  be  fung  to  tie  ufual  Tunes  of  tie 
Long  Metre. 

z  The  Lord  !  how  abfolute  he  reigns  I 
Let  every  Angel  bend  the  Knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  Love  in  heavenly  Strains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  Terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  Throne  his  Glories  dwell. 
An  awful  Throne  of  fhining  Blifs  : 
Ply  thro'  the  World,  O  Sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  Beams  compar'd  to  his* 

4  Awake^; 


Psalm    CXLVIII.  313 

4  Awake,  ye  Tempefis,  and  his  Fame 
In  Sounds  of  dreadful  Praife  declare ; 
And  the  fvveet  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  Sea 

In  this  eteraal  Song  conipire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  Plains,  proclaim  his  Skill ; 
Valleys  lie  low  before  his  Eye  ; 
And  let  his  Praife  from  ev'ry  Hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighbouring  Sky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  Oaks,  and  (lately  Pines, 
Bend  your  high  Branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  Beafts,  in  different  Strains; 
The  Lamb  muft  bleat,  the  Lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  muft  make  his  Praife  your  Theme^ 
Nature  demands  a  Song  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  Fifh  that  cut  the  Stream 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  Praifes  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  Tongue, 
When  Nature  all  around  you  (ings  I 

O  for  a  Shout  from  Old  and  Young, 
From  humble  Swains,  and  lofty  Kings  I 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  Dominion  lies 
Make  the  Creator's  Name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  Thunder  fhout  his  Praife* 
And  found  h  lofty  as  his  Throne. 

11  Jehovah  ;  'tis  a  glorious  Word, 
O  may  it  dwell  oa  every  Tongue  ! 


O  5  Bat 


3 14        Psalm   CXLVIIL 

But  Saints  who  beft  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobkft  Song. 

1 1  Speak  of  the  Wonders  of  that  Love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  Chord  : 
From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Psalm    CXLVIIL    Short  Metre. 

Vniverfal  Praife. 

i   T     ET  every  Creature  join 
|    j  To  praife  tW  eternal  God ; 

Ye  heavenly  Hofts,  the  Song,  begin*. 
And  found  his  Name  abroad. 

z  Thou  Sun  with  golden  Beams, 

And  Moon  wich  paler  Rays, 
Ye  ftarry  Lights,  ye  twinkling  Flames*. 

Shirre  to  your  Maker's  Praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  Worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wondrous  Frame  ; 

By  his  Command  they  ftand  or  move* 
And  ever  fpeak  his  Name. 

4  Ye  Vapoury  when  ye  rife, 
Or  fall  in  Show'rs  or  Snow, 

Ye  Thunders  murmuring  round  the  Skies* 
His  Power  and  Glory  fhow. 

5  Wind,  Hail,  and  flafhing  Fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 

When  ye  in  dreadful  Storms  confpire 
To  execute  his  Word. 


Psalm    CXLVIII.         315 

6  By  all  his  Works  above 
His  Honours  be  expreft ; 

But  Saints  that  tafte  his  faving  Love 
Should  fing  his  Praifes  beft. 

Pause  I, 

7  Let  Earth  and  Ocean  know 
They  owe  their  Maker  Praife  %, 

Praife  him,  ye  watry  Worlds  below, 
And  Mongers  of  the  Seas. 

8  From  Mountains  near  the  Sky 
Let  his  high  Praife  refound, 

From  humble  Shrubs  and  Cedars  high, 
And  Vales  and  Fields  around. 

9  Ye  Lions  of  the  Wood, 
And  tamer  Beads  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  flow'ry  Boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker's, Glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  Ants  and  Worms, 
His  various -Wifdom  fhow, 

And  Flies  in  all  your  Ihining  Swarm^ 
Praife  him  that  drelt  you  fo. 

12,  By  all  the  Earth-born  Race 

His  Honours  be  expifcfl. 
But  Saints  that  know  his  heavenly  Grace 

Should  learn  to  praife  him  beft. 


Pavjs» 


3i(5        Psalm    CXLDC 

Pa  u  s a  II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  Command, 
Praife  ye  th'  eternal  King; . 

Judges,  adore  that  fovereign  Hand, 
Whence  all  your  Honours  fpring. 

14  Lee  vigorous  Youth  engage 
To  found  his,  Praiies  high  ; 

While  growing  Babes  and  withering  Age. 
Their  feebler  Voices  try. 

15  United  Zeal  be  fhown 

His  wondrous  Fame  to  raife  y. 
God  is  the  Lord  :    His  Name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  Praife. 

16  Let  Nature  join  with  Artj 
And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 

But  Saints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  Heart 
Should  fing  his  Praifes  beft. 

Psalm    CXLIX. 

Jfraife  Gody  all  his  Saints  ;  or,  The  Saints  judging  tfo> 
World. 

j     A   LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice, 
jfl>     And  let  your  Songs  be  new ; 
Amidft  the  Church  with  chearful  Voice 
His  later  Wonders  fliew. 

%  The  yews,  the  People  of  his  Gracey 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing  ; 
And  Gentile  Nations  join  the  Praife 
;While  liw  owns  her  King* 


3  T*# 


Psalm    CL.  ji^ 

3  The  Lord  takes  Pleafure  in  the  Juft, 

Whom  Sinners  treat  with  Scorn : 
The  Meek  that  lie  defpis'd  in  Buft 
Salvation  fhall  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  King 

E'en  on  a  dying  Bed  : 
And  like  the  Souls  in  Glory  fing, 
For  God  (hall  raife  the  Dead, 

5  Then  his  high  Praife  fhall  fill  their  Tongues., 

Their  Hands  fhall  weild  the  Sword  : 
And  Vengeance  ftiall  attend  their  Songs, 
The  Vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  thrift  his  Judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bids  the  World  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  Friends 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  {hall  they  rule  with  Iron-Rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel : 
And  join  the  Sentence  of  their  God^ , 
On  Tyrants  doom'd  to  Helh 

8-  The  Royal  Sinners  bound  in  Chains 
"  New  Triumphs  (hall  afford  ; 
Such  Honour  for  the  Saints  remains  : 
Praifc  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

Psalm   CL.  i,  .2,,  6". 

A  Song  of  Praife. 

l  IN  God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  hiiPraile9 
J[     His  Grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  Heaven  your  Joy  and  Wonder  rai&, 
For  there  his  Glory  dwells* 


Lei 


J 


318 


DOXOLOGIES* 


z  Let  all  your  facred  Pafllons  move, 
While  you  rehear fe  his  Deeds  ; 
But  the  great  Work  of  faving  Love 
Your  higheft  Praife  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  Motion,  Life  and  Breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  ; 
Yet  when  my  Voice  expires  in  Death, 
My  Soul  ftiall  praife  him  beft. 

The  Christian  Doxoiogy, 
Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  Honour,  Praife,  and  Glory  given 
By  all  on  Earth,  and  all  in  Heaven. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre,  Where  the  Tnne  includes  two  Stanzas, 
I. 

THE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  Word> 
And  New-creating  Breath. 

n. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let  Saints  and  Angels  join. 

Short- 


DOXOLOGIES.  3I£ 

Short  Metre* 

YE  Angels  round  the  Throne, 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  1 1 3th  pfalm. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  Praife  and  Glory  given, 
Thro'  all  the  Worlds  where.  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  Angels  near  the  Throne, 

And  all  the  Saints  in  Earth  2nd  Heaven-, 

As  the  148th  Pfaltm- 

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  Gng5 
While  Faith  adores, , 


THE    E  XD\ 


KJH     JCSfey 


An  INDEX, 

O  R 

TABLE  to  find  a  Pfalm  fuitcd  to  par- 
ticular Sub jects  or  Occasions. 

Note,  In  this  Table  I  have  not  direBed  to  the  federal 
Farts  or  Metres  of  the  Pfalm,  left  it  fhould  breed  too  great 
a  Confujion  of  figures.  What  is  fought  in  any  Pfalm 
may  eafily  be  found,  by  turning  a  Leaf  or  two  back- 
ward or  forward  to  the  difiinB  Parts  or  Metres. 

If  you  find  not  what  Word  you  feek  in  this  Table,  feek 
another  of  the  fame  Signification  :  Or,  feek  it  under 
fome  of  the  more  general  Words,  fuch  as  God,  Chrifl, 
Church,  Saints,  Pfalm,  Prayer,  Praife,  Affliction, 
Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,  &c. 

A.  From  Men,  fee  Perfecution. 

A  Dam  the  frfi  and  fe-   In  Mind  and  Body  1 43.  Try- 
cond  their  Dominion  8    ing  our  Graces  66,    119, 

Affii&ed  Pity  to  them  41,  17th  part,  without  Reje- 
35.  and  tempted,  fupport-  Bion  89.  Of  Saints  and 
ed  55,  145,  146.  their  Sinners  different  94.  Gen- 
Prayer  10a,  143.  Saints  tie  103.  Moderated  12$. 
happy  73, 119,  14th  part,  very  great  102,  143,  77- 
94.  Aged  Saints  Reflection  and 

Affli&ion  s  Hope  in  them  4 1 ,    Hope  7 1 . 
1 33  77.  Support  and  Profit  All-feeing  God  139. 
119,  14th  part.  InflruBi-  Angels  Guardian^  34,  91. 
en  by  them  94,  1 19,  18th    allfubjeB  to  Chrijl  89,  97. 
part.  fanBifyd  94,   119,    Praife  the  Lord  103.  pre- 
1 8  th  part  .Courage  in  them  fent  in  Churches  138. 
1 19, 1 7th  part,  removd  by  Appeal  to  God  againft  Per* 
Prayer  34,  107.  Submiffi-  fe  enters  7.  concerning  our 
on  to  them  12,3,  131,  39.   sincerity   139.    Humility 
X}U  Afcen- 


INDEX. 


Afcenfion  ofChrift,  24,68, 

47>  no. 
Ailiitance  from  Gad  144, 

138. 
Atheifm  practical  14,  36, 

1 2.  punifi'd  10. 
Attributes  0/G^  36,  in, 

H5i  147. 
Authority/r0tfzGW7  5,  82. 
B. 

BAckiliding  &w/  /»  Di- 
firefs   and    Defertion 
25.  refiord  51.  pardon  d 
78,  130. 
BleiTIng  of  God  on  the  tufi- 
nefs  and  Comforts  of  Life 

n7. 

Bleflings  of  a  Family  128, 
133.0/4  NtfttM  1 44, 1 47. 
$f  the  Country  65,  147.  of 
a  Perfon,  iy  32,  112. 

Blood  of  Chrifi  cleaning 
from  Sin  $1,69. 

Book  of  Nature  and  Scrip- 
ture  19,  11954th  part. 

Britain'*  Prosperity  67.  de- 
livered from  Slavery  7$. 
Happinefs  147. 

Brotherly  Love  1 3  J.  Re- 
proof 141. 

Bufinefs  0/  L*/e  &/*/£  127. 
C 

CAre   of  God  over  his 
Saints  34. 
Charity  to  the  Poor  37, 41, 
iii.and  Jujlice  15, 112. 


tfz/x*    «i>//£    Imprecation* 

35. 

Chaftifement,  /*e  Affli&i- 
ons. 

Children  praifing  God  8. 
»W«  Blejpngs  I2  7>  II 8* 
infirucled  34,  78. 

Chrift  the  fecond  Adam,  fo/ 
Incarnation,  his  Dominion 
8.  fo'i  All-fufficiency  16. 
fo'j  Afcenfion  24,  68, 
no.  /£*  Church'j  F0#»- 
ffcmw  118.  his  Coming 
the  Signs  of  it  1  2 .  £/j  Con- 
defcenfion  and  Glorificati- 
on 8.  Covenant  made  with 
him  89,  Firji  and  fecond 
Coming,  or,  his  Incarna- 
tion, Kingdom  and  Judg- 
ment 96,  97,  98.  the  true 
David  89,  3^.  his  Death 
and  RefurreBion  22,  i6y 
69.  the  Eternal  Creator 
102.  exalted  to  the  King- 
dom i,  21,  8,  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  tf#d  the 
Church  his  Spoufe  4*5.  his 
Kingdom  among  Gentiles . 
72,  87,.  1 32.  his  Love  to 
Enemies  109,  3  5.  &//  Ma- 
jefty  97,  99.  his  Media- 
torial 


r  N  D  E  X. 


107,  its  Safety  in  natio 
nal  Defolations  46.  is  tfa 
Safety  and  Honour  of  a  Na- 
tion 48 .  the  Spoufe  ofChrif 
45.  its  Worfhip and  Qrde: 
48.  Wrath  againft  Ene- 
mies proceeds  thence  76. 


torial  Kingdom    89,110. 

fas  Obedience  and  Death 

69.     his  Perfonal  Glories 

and  Government  45*  prai- 

ied  by  Children  8.   Prieft 

and  King  1  10.  for  Re  fur- 

region  ow  f£<?  Lord's  Day 

118.     <w  Strength   and  Colonies  planted  107. 

Righteoufnefs  71.hu  Suf-  Comfort  Holnefs  and  Par* 

ferings  ^W  Kingdom  2,    don  4,  32,  119,  nth  <W 

a2,  69.  foj  Suffering  y^r     12th  Parts,    and  Support 

our  Salvation  69.  £/j  Zeal     zV;  GW  94,  16.  from  an* 

and  Reproaches  69.  dent  Providences  77,  145. 

Chriftians      Qualifications    of  Life  blefi  127.  and  Par* 

25,  24.  Church  made  of    don  1 30. 

Jews  and  Gentiles  87.  Company  of  Saints  i6j 
Church  its  Beauty  45,  48,     109. 

122.  the  Birth  Place  of  Complaint  of  Ahfence  from 

Saints  87,  Built  on  yefus     Publick  Worfbtp  42.  of  Sick- 


Chrifi  118,  Delight  and 
Safety  in  it  27,  Deftru- 
dion  of  Enemies  proceeds 
from  thence  76.  Gathered 
and  fettled  132.  of  the 
Gentiles  45,  47.  God 
fights  for  her  46,  Jo,  20. 


nefs  6.  of  Defertion  13, 
Pride,  Atheifm,  Oppreffi- 
cn,  &c.  10,  12.  of  Temp- 
tation 1  $;    General  102. 

of  quarrelfome  Neighbours 
1 20.  of  heavy  AffUBions 
in  Mind  and  Body  143. 


God's  Pre  fence  there  132,  Compafllon   of  God  103, 
84.  God's  fpecial  Delight     145,  147. 
87,132.     God'/  Garden  Communion  with   Saints 
92.  Going  to  it  122.  the    106,  133. 
HoufeandCareofGodi^^.  ConfefTion   of  our  Poverty 
of  the  Jews  and  Gentiles     16.  ofsin3  Repentance  and 
87*  its  Increafe  67.  Pray-    Pardon  32,  5 1,  38,  1 30, 
cr  in  Diflrefs  &o.  Perfe-     145. 
cutedy^ePerfecution.Re-  Conscience     tender     119, 
ftored  by  Prayer  85,  102,     13th  part.  *7j  Guilt  re* 

lieved 


I  N  D  E  X. 

lieved  38,    32,   5 1,   130.  22,  69.  Deliverance  from 
Contention    complain  d   of    it  31.  andPr.de  49.   *wd 

12c.  /£*  Refurretlion    49,71, 
Converfe  <a;/>&  CW  1 19,  id     89.  Courage  in  it  16,  17, 

parr.  63.  23.  //:e  £jffff  ^f  «S/^  £0. 

Converfion    tftf^  ^y  126.  Defence  in  Cod  3,  12 1.  dW 

#*  /£*  Afcenfion  of  Chrijl  Salvation  in  Gcd  18,  61. 

110.0/Jews  aw*/ Gentiles  Delaying  Snners  uarnd* 

$7*  106,  96.  95. 

Correction  /e<?  Affliction.  Delight  /rW  5*t/**y  m*  ffe 

Corruption  of  Manners  ge~  Church  485  27,  84.  in  the 

xeral  11,  12.  «L#<w;  0/  C^  119,  5th,  8ch 

Counfel  and  Support  from  and  1 8th  parts,  in  Cod  63, 

G< :?  l£,  I19.  42,  75,  84,   l8. 

Courage  in  Death,  16,  17,  Deliverance  &ȣ##  and  per- 

71.     r*0  Perfection    119,   j£#tt?  85.  /ratfz   Defpair 

17th  part.  1 8.  from   Deep   Diflrefs 

Covenant  made  with  Chrift     $4,  40.  from    Death  3  r3 

89.  of  Grace  unchangeable     118.  /raw*  Opprefllon  and 

By,  icq\  Valfbood   }6.  /ra^z  Perfe- 

Creatioa     aw^  Providence    cution  5  3,  94.  &y  Prayer 

*?5>  13<5,  33,  104,  147,     343   40,   85,    126.  from 

148.  Shipwreck  107.  jfraw  Slan- 

Creatures  no  Truft  in  them    der    31.   Surprising  126. 

62,  33,    146.    fcvr/tf  <??;d   from  Temptations  3,6, 1  ?3 

God  All-fufficient  3  3 ,'Prai-     1 8.  /n»#  a  Tumult  118, 

/ffg  Gorf  148.  Defertion  and  Difirefs   of 

D  .So*/ 2$,  13,  38>  x43- 

H\Aily     Devotion,    $5,  Defire  of  Knowledge  i\g^ 
JL/  HP-  9th  part.  ofHoIinefsiio, 

Day  0/  Humilitaionfor  Dif-  1  ith  part.  0/  Comfort  and 
apt ointments  in  War  60.  Deliverance  119,  12th 
Death  477^  RefurreBion  of  part.  0/  quicknhg  Grace 
Chrijl  16,  $9.  0/"  *S4/»/x  1 19,  16th  part. 
and  Sinners  17,  37,.  49.  Deflations,  *£e  Churches 
and  Sufferings  of  Chrifi    Safety  w  them  46. 

De- 


INDEX. 

Defpair  and  Hope  in  Death  Evening  Pfalm    4,     1 39, 

17,49.  Deliverance  from     141. 

2*18,130.  Evidences    of  Grace>     or 

Devotion   daily    55,    134,    Self  Examination    26.   of 

141.  on  a  Sick-bed  39,   6.     Sincerity  18,  19,  1 39. 

fee   Morning,     Evening,  Evil  Times  12.  Neighbours 

Lord's  Day.  izo.  Magifi r ates  n,  58,. 

Direction  and  Pardon  2$.     82. 

and  Defence  prayed  for  5.  Exaltation  of  Chrifi  to  the 

and  Hope  42.  fee  Know-    Kingdom  2,  21,  22,  6<p2 

ledge.  72,  no. 

Difeafe  fee  Sicknefs.  Examination  or  Evidences 

Diftrefs  of  Soul  or  Bfakfli-    of  Grace  26 ,  139. 

ding  and  Deferticn  25.  re-  Exhortations  to  Peace  and 

lieved  51,    130.  Holinefs  3  4. 

Dominion    0/    jVfc#*.    o^y-  F. 

Creatures  8.  T7Aith  W  Prayer  of  per- 

Doubts  and  Fears  fupprefi  J^  fecuted  Saints  35.    m 

3,,  31,   143.  the  Blood,  of  Chrifi  0>  32, 

Drunkard  and  Glutton  1 07.    in  divine  Grace  and  Power 
Duty  fa  GW  and  Man,  15,     62,  130. 

24.  Faithfulnefs    of   God    89, 

Dwelling  with   God,    fee     105,   in,    145,  146.  0/ 

Heaven,  .Church,  ©*£«         Man  15,  141. 

E.  Falfhood,   Blafphemy,   &c. 

EDucation  Religious  34,     12.    rfjwf  Oppreffion^  Deli- 
,  78.  verance  from    them    12, 

Egypt' j  Plagues  105.  56. 

End  0/  Righteous  and  Wick-  Family    Government    1  o  1  • 

ed  r,   37.  e  £02/0    #tfd    Worfbip     133. 

Enem  ies  overcome  1 8 .  Pray-    Bleffings  128. 

ei/0jf  35,    109.   deftroyed  Fears  and  Doubts  fupprefi  3, 

12,76,48.  34,   31.   /n  ffo  Worfbip  of 

Envy  ^wf  Ur&eliefcurd  37,    GW  89,  99.  0/  CW  1 1 0, 

49.  1  3th  part. 

Equity  /wtf  Wifdom  of  Pro-  Flattery  &  Deceit  complain- 

vide  we  9.  ^0/12,36;  For- 


INDEX. 


Forgivenefs/e*  Pardon. 
Formal  Worflip  50. 
Frailty    of  Man  8p,    90, 

144. 
Fretfulnefs  difcouraged  37. 
Friendfhip     its     Blefftngs 

133. 

Puneral  P/tf//«  $9)  90. 
G. 

G Entiles  g/s/e*  io  Chrifi 
2,  2,2,  72.  Church 
45365,  7i,  87.  C«w»| 
the  true  God  96,  98,  47. 
Glorification  and  Condefcen- 
fion  ofchrifi  8,  4$.  Glo- 
ry o/Gorf  /#  0#r  Salvation 
69.  and  Grace  promised  84, 

97,89. 

Glutton  78.  #w*/  Drunkard 
107. 

God  all  /»*//  127.  All-fee- 
ing 139.  All-fufficient 
16,  33.  fc«  Being,  j4//ri- 
fotfe*  and  Providence  36, 
65,147.  #/ j  Care  of  Saints 
7, 34.  Wi  Creation  and 
Providence  33,  104,  &c. 
#*r  Defence  awd  Salvation 
3,  61,  33,  115.  Eternal 
and  Sovereign  and  holy  9  3 . 
Eternal  and  Man  mortal 
90,  id.  Faithfulnefi 
105,  in,  89.  Glorified 
and  Sinners  favd  6g. 
Goodnefs  4?&f  Mercy  145, 
103.  Goodnefi  and  Truth 


145,  146.  Governing 
Power  and  Goodnefs  66. 
Great  and  Gocd  144,  68f 
145,  147.  Heart  fearch- 
ing  139.  our  only  Hope 
and  Help  142.  the  Judge 
9>  50,  97.  Kind  /o  his 
People  145,  146.  Wj  Ma- 
jefty  97.  and  Condefcenjion 
113,  144.  Mercy  and 
Truth  36,  103,  136,  89, 
145.  made  Man  8.  of 
Nature  and  Grace  65.  his 
Perfections  in,  36,14$* 
147.  our  Portion  and 
Chrift  our  Hope  4.  <wr  Por- 
tion here  and  hereafter 75. 
hisVowtrandMajefty  68, 
89>  93,  96.  Prais'd  fy 
Children  8.  ow  Prefer ver 
12!,  138.  prefent  7#  his 
Churches  84.  ow  Refuge 
in  national  Troubles  46. 
<w  Shepherd  23.  his  to- 
vereignty  and  Goodnefs  to 
Man  8,  113,  144.  out 
Support  and  Comfort  94. 
Supreme  Governor  82, 
9 j,  75.  &j  Vengeance 
/*7ftf  Compaffm  68,  97. 
Unchangeable  89,  in. 
his  Univerfal  Dominion 
I03.  fo'i  Wifdom  in  his 
Works  in,  139.  Worthy 
of  all  Praife  145,  146, 
150. 

Good 


: 


INDEX. 

Good  Works  i  5j  *4>  iw.  Holinefs  Pardon  and  Com- 
Profit  Men,   not  Cod  1 6.       fort  4.  De fired  119,  nth 

Goodnefs  cf  God  8,  lo-j,  put,  prof  eft  119,  3d  pare. 
in,  145,  146.  139. 

Gofpel  its  Glory  and  Succefs  Hope  in  Darknefs  13,  77, 
l°>4$j  \\o.  Joyful  Sound  143.  0/  Refurre&ion  16, 
89,  98,  Wqrfiip- and  Order  71.  /r»rf  Defpair  in  Dead 
48.  I7>  49.  <*#^  Prayer  2,7, 

Government  0/  Cfcn/?  4^  for  Viclory  20.  4;^  Dire- 
from  God  7  5 .  Bion  42;  ?#  Affliclions  42, 

Grace  zVj  Evidences,  or  Self     143. 
Examination  2,6,  1  39.  #-  Hofanna  o///;e  Children  8. 

•  i<we  Riches  144.  without    for  the  Lord's  Day  118. 

JVfcn*  i63$z.ofChrift  45,  Houfhold  /?£  Family. 

-71.  and  Providence  3  3,  36,  Humiliation  D^y  io.  jfjf 
13.5,   136,  147*    Prefer-    D  if  appoint  went  60. 

*uing  and  reftoring   138.  Hu  mil  icy    *wwf  Submiffion 

Truth  and  Protection   57,     131,  139. 

Try  d  by  Afflictions  17366,  Hypocrices   tfwf    Hypocrify 

115,  <*#<*  G/ory  84,  97.     12,  50. 

pardoning  1^0.  I 

Guilt  of  Confidence  relieved  TDolatry  reprovd  16,1 1 5, 

38,5^51^30.  ,     1    135- 

H  Jehovah  68,85.  **lgn*  9h 

HAppy  Saint  andcurfed    96,  97. 
Sinner  1.  Jews  fee  Ifrael. 

Harveft  65,  12,6,  147.         Images  fee  Idolatry. 
Health,  Sicknefs,  and  Reco-  Imprecations  and  Cfcarity 
very  6,  30,  3 1 .  Prayed  for     3  5  • 
.6,38,39.  Incarnation    $6>  97,  98. 

Heart  known  U  God  159.        and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift  40, 
Hearing  of  Prayer  and  Sal-  Infants^  39.  /ee  Children. 
vation  4,  10,  66,  ioi.       Inftru&ion  /row   God  25. 
Heaven  of  feparate  Souls    from  Scripture  119*   4tn 
and  RefurreHion  17.  the    and  7th  parts,  in  Piety  34. 
Saints  Dwelling-place  24.  Inftruftive  Afflictions  94- 

Intern- 


INDEX. 

ntemperance  puni/b1 d  78.  LordVDayP/*/^:  92,  nS. 
and  pardon  d  107.  Morning  5,  19,63. 

by  0/  Converfon  116.  fee  Love  0/  <W  *o  *&e  night  e- 
Delight.  ous,    and  Hatred   to    the 

frael  favdfrcm  the  Afly-  #7V£e<f  I, 1 1,  to  our  Neigh- 
rians  76.  jWrf  from  E-  fo*r  1$.  0/  Chrifi  to  Sm~ 
gypt,  *#</  brought  to  Ca-  #e  r  J  5  5 .  of  God  better  than 
naan  13$,  136,77,  105,  Life  6$.  of  God  unchange- 
107.  Rebellion  and  Vjtnifb-  able  106,  89.  to  Enemies 
went  78.  pun  ffid  and  par-  109,  3$.  Brotherly  133. 
dfoff'rf  io6,  107.  Travels  and  Worflnp  in  a  Family 
in  the  Wildernefs  107, 1 1 4.  133. 
Judgment  and  Mercy  9,68.  Luxury  puniftid  78.  and 
Day  1,  50,  26,  97,  98,  pardon  d  107. 
149.  <Sta/  0/  (W  9.  M. 

Jjuftice  0/ Providence  9.  d;?^  A  ylAgiftrates      warnd 
\  Truth  towards  Men  15.       lyJL   $#,  82.  gualijica- 
iJuflification  free  52,  130.      tions  ior.   fv*//*f  4»5  de- 
K.  pofed  7$. 

King  is  the  Car*  of  Hea-  Majefty  of  God  62.  fee  God. 
^e?2  2 1  •  Man  £fr  r<w'/y  ^i  mortal 

King  William  .4^rf  King  39,  89,  90, 144.  Domini- 
George  75.  «*  over  Creatures  8.  JWbr- 

Kingdom  0/  Chrifi,  fee  tal  and  Chrift  eternal  iox9 
,  Chrift.  Wonderful  Formation  139. 

Knowkdge  defird  19,119,  Mariners  Pfalm  1 07^ 
9th  part.  Marriage  myfiical  45 . 

L.  Mafter  of  a  Family  10 1. 

LAW  0/  G$rf,  Delight  Meditation  1,63,  119,  5th 
in  it  1 1 9.  a tfd  6  th  part. 

Liberality  rewarded  41,  Melancholy  repmid  42.' 
112.  rftfd  J-fofe  77.  removd  126. 

Life  rftfd  H*Vfo/  their  Vani-  Mercies  common  andfpecidl 
ty  49'fiort  and  feeble  89,  68,  103.  Spiritual  and 
90,  T44.  Temporal  103,  Innumera- 

Longing  after  God  6  3,  4a.    -hit  139.  Everlajling  1 36. 

&e<T0nfci 


I  N  D  E  X. 

Recorded  107.  and  Jttdg-    ence,  Omnjprefence,  & 
merit  9.  and  Truth  of  God    fee  God. 

3^  103,  8%  *3<*>    M 5>  p- 

1 46 .  T)  fadonHoIwefs  and  Cor 

Merit  difclaim'd  16.  X     /^  4«  °/  Backjlidh 

Mefliah  fee  Chrift.  78.  and  Direction  2  5 .  as 

Midnight  Thoughts  63,139,    Repentance  prafd  for  3 

if  9,  5th  and  6th  parts.  and Confeffion  31.  of  Oi 
Minifters  ordain  d  132.  giwt/  tf»rf  **###/  «Sz#  5 

Miracles  in  the  Wildernefs    plentiful  with  Cod  130 

114.  Patience  under   Affiiftio 

Morning  Pfalm  3,  141.  of    39.  under  V erf ecutiom  3 

a  Sabbath  5, 19,  63.  44.  in  Darknefs  J  7,  13 

Mortality  of  Man  39,  49,     131. 

90.  4#<f  Hope  89.  4#^  God  Peace  and  Holinefr  encour 

Eternity  90, 102,  ged  34.  w/ffe  .M*#  dejir 

N.  120. 

NAtions  JHwwir  and  Perfections  of  Cod  1 1 
Safety  is  the  Church  145,  147,  36. 
48.  Prosperity  67,  144.  Persecuted  Saints,  th 
Blefi  andpumftfd  107.  Avijw  tf#*f  Faith  35,  4 
National  Deliverance  67,  74,80,83. 
75,  76,  124,  126.  Defo-  VerfecutionVicloryovera 
lations  the  Church's  Safety  Deliverance  from  itji  « 
and  Triumph  in  them  46.  94.  Courage  in  it  1 1 
Nature  and  Scripture    19,     17th  part. 

119, 7  th  part,  of  Man  1 39.  Perfecutors  puniflfd  7, 12 

New  England  Vfalm  107.     149.  Their  Folly  14,  Q> 

Novernb.ffo  5th  11^11^    plain' dof%^  44,  74>  8 

O.  83.  Deliverance  from  th 

OBedience  Jlncere  32.    94,  9,  10. 
18, 1 39.  better  than  Perfeverancei38.  inTry 
Sacrifice  50.  119, 17th  part. 

Old    Age  Death  90.  *wf  Perfonal  Glories  of  Chrift  i 
RefurreSion  71,  89.  Peftilence  Prefervafion  h 

Omnipotence ,     Omnifci-    9 1 , 

Pie 


INDEX. 

Piety,  InjlruHions  therein  Prayer  heard  4,54,  6  5,  66. 
34.  fee  Saint.  in  Time  of  War  2,0.  and 

Pity  to  the  Afflicted  41.  fee  Hope  of  Vittory  10.  Praife 
Charity,  Goci.  publick  65.  and  Hope  27. 

Pleading  without  refining  in  Church's  Difirefs  8o* 
3  9, 1  2  3 .  the  Promifes  1 1 9,  Jftrfn/  and  Zion  refiord 
icth  part.  102.  aw/  ft«>&  ofperfecu- 

Poor,  Charity  to  them  15,  ted  Saints  3$,  37,  $6.d7/i 
37,  41,  112.  Praife  for  Deliverance  3  4. 

Portion  of  Saints  and  Sin-    fcr  Repentance  and  Par- 
Tiers  11,  17,  37.  dew,  &c.  38.    fee  Corn- 
Poverty  confefi  1 6,                 plaint. 

Power  and  Majefiy  of 'Go d  Preferving  Grace  138. 
89,  6 S,  145. /ee  God.        Prefervation      in     publick 

Practical  Atheifm  14,  36.       Dangers  46,  91,112,.  Dai- 

Praife  to  God  from  Children    Iy  \z  1. 
8.  /w  Creation  and  Pro   Pride  rtW  Atheifm  and  Of- 
vidence    33,  104.  to   our    preffion  puniffd   io,    iz» 
Creator     ico.    /row    #//    and  Death  49. 
Creatures  148.  for  Emi-  Prieflhoodc/'C#>'//2  5i,  IW« 
nent  Deliverance  34, 118.  Princes  w?»  62,  146. 
General  86, 145, 150,  for  ProfefTion  of  sincerity  avd 
the  Gofpel  98.  for  Health    Repentance,  &c.   119.  3** 
refiord  30,  n6#/crHear-    part.  139.  Falfe  $0. 
ing  Prayer  66,  101.  to  J q-  Promifes    #;raf  Threatnings 
fus  Chrift  45.  yrtwz  <*//    8r.    Pleaded    119,    I0tk 
Nations  117.  4wJ  Prayer    part. 
/w£//V£  6  5 .  for  Protection,  Profperity   dangerous    5  f ; 
Gr/are  and  Truth   $7.  for     75. 
Providence  and  Grace  36.  Profperous    Sinners  cur  fed 
for  Rain  65,  147.  J?w»     37>4°>7$- 
*#e  Saints  149,  150,  for  Protection  Truth  and  Grace 
Temporal    Btejpngs,   68  >    57.    by   Day   and  Night 
147.  for  Temptations  0-     ill. 
vercome  iS.for  Vi&ory  in  Providence  its  Wifdom  and 
War  1 8.  Equity  9,  and  Creation  3  3« 


INDEX. 

135,  1 36.  and  Grace  36,  Quarrelfome      neighbours 

147.    and  Perfetlions   of    120. 

Cod   36.  its  My  fiery  un-  Quickning  G^ce  1 19, 16th 

folded  7  $ .  Recorded  77, 7 8,    part. 

lO-j.in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  R , 

35,65,89,104.107,147.  T)   Ainfrom Heaven  1  m,. 
Prudence  and  Zeal  39.  _LV.  65,  147. 

Pfalm/w  Soldiers  18,  do.  Recovery  jfa/»  Sicknefs  6, 

for  old  Age  "}\.  for   Huf-     30,116. 

bandmen  65.  jfw  a  Funeral  Rejoicing  in  God  18.   «S*e 

893  90-  jfa"  ^  Lord's-day    joy,  Delight. 

92.  fojW  Prayer  95.   fe-  Relative  Duties  15,  133. 

jW  Sermon  95' for  Mag/-  Religion  andjuftice  15.  w 

firates  101.  for  Houft older s     Words  and  Deeds  37. 

101.  /»r  Mariners    107.  Religious  Education  34,  78. 

/w   Gluttons   and    Drun-  Remembrance  of  former  De- 

kards  1  o  7 .  jW  Ne  w  En g-    liver ances  77,143. 

land  107.  for  the   5th  0/  Repentance  Confeffion  and 

November  115,  124.  for     Pardon  $i.  and  Prayer  for 

Great  Britain   67,  147.    Pante  4^  Strength  38. 
/<?e  Morn,  Even.  8Pc.  tftfdf  F/*i/£  /#  *fo  £/^  ^ 

Publick  Pr#{/*  J^y  ?w'^^    C#r//2  51. 

Mercies  116,  11S.  for  De-  Reproach  removed  31,  37, 

Jiverance  12, q.WorJbip,  Ab-  Refignation  39,  123, 131. 

fence  from  it  complain  d  of  Refolutions  holy  up,  15th 

42.  Worfbip    attended  on    part. 

112.    Pr^er  ^^  Pr#//e  Reftoring  Grd<;£  138,13. 

65,  84.  Refurrection  and  Death  oj 

Puniftiment  of  sinners   1,    chrift  z,  16.  of  the  Saints 

11,  37.  and  Salvation  78,    16,17,49,71.  and  Death 

8l3  106.  fee  Arflidion. *       49,  71,  89. 
Purpofes   ^    119,    15th  Reverence  in  Worfbip  89^ 

part.  99> 

^  Revolution  by  King  Wil- 

QUalifications     ef    a    liam  75. 
,  Ghrifkian  J53*4»        Kkhestheir  Vanity  ^Com- 
pared 


INDEX. 

pared   with    Grace    144.     Triumph  18.  arid  Defence 
Righteous,  fee  Sainrs.  in  God  61.   by  Chrifi  69, 

Rightecufnefs  from  Chrifi     85. 
7  1  ./?e  Salvation,  Pardon,  San-ftirVd  Afflictions   119, 
thrift.  kit  parr.  94. 

S  Satan  fubdud  3,  6,  13. 

SAbbath,y£e  LcrdVday,  Scripture  compard  w.: 
Sacrifice  40,   51,   69.     Jta>A  of  Nature  19,  119, 

Incarnation  of  Chrifi  40 .        7;h  vzit.Infiruclicn  from  it 
Safety  in  pullick  Dangers     11  9,  4th  part.  DeA 

91.   and  Triumph  of  the     it  1 19,  ^th and  iSth  parr. 

Church  in  National  Defola-     Holinefs  and  Comfort  fro?n 

tions  46.    in  God  61.  /t^^     it  119,  6th  par:.     P<rr/<?- 

Delight  in  the  Church  27.     tlions  119,7th  part.   \a- 
Sainrs  happy ,   dnd  Sinners     riety  and  Excellency    119, 

curfedi,\i,  119.  1  ft  part.     8th  part.    Attended  wiih 

Safety  in  evil  Times    12,     the  Spirit  112,  9th  part. 

46.  the  befi  Company  16.  Seafons  of  the  Tsar  65,  147. 
,    Characterised  15,  24.  dW  Seaman'j  <S<wg  1C7. 

Sinners     Portion     1,    17.  Secret   Devoticy2    1 1 93    2d 

Dwell  in  Heaven  15,  24.     part,  34. 

Vunifo  d    and   fav  d   78,  Seeking  Goi  6},  27. 

106.    God's  Care  of  them  Seif-Examination,   or  Evi- 

34.    Reward  at  left   <p,     dences  of  Grace  26,  1  39. 

90,   92.  a#d  Sinners  End  Separate  *S^//i  Heaven  17. 

37?  T5  if.    Patience  and  Shepherd  of  Saints  is  God 

World's  Haired    37.    Cba-     2;. 

flizd  and  Sinners  defiroy-  Sh ipT,vrack  prevented  107. 

^94.  Die  but  Chrifi  lives  Sick-bed  Devotion    6,  3^, 

102.  Punifb'd  andpar:ond      59,   11 6r 

106,    107.    conducled    to  Sicknefs  healed  6,  30.116. 

Heaven,  ic6,  107.   TVy^  Signs  of  Chrifi 's Coming  rz3 

andp referved  66,  u$.  Af-     96,  &3c. 

fit?. ions    moderated    125.  Sin  flf Nature  14.  C 

judging  the  Hot  Id  1 49.  and  actual,    confefi  r 

Salvation  of  Saints  io.  ^    pardon  d  5 1.  dtfaf  Chafiife- 

P  2  ?//£«£ 


I  N  D  E  X. 

merit  of  Saints  78,   106.     chrifi  71.  of  Grace  138. 

Vniverfal  14.  Submiffion    12,3,    151.   20 

Sincerity  19,  26,  32,  139.     C#r//£  a.  to  Sicknefs  39. 

Proved  and  rewarded  18.  Succefs  0/  *fo    Gi>/fe/    19^ 

prcfejiuy,   3d  pare.  110. 

Sinner    cur  fed    and  Saint  Sufferings     and  Death    of 

happy    1 3    11.  and  Saints     Chrifi  a  a.  and  Kingdom  of 

Portion  1, 17, 3  7,  $0.  #<*-     C^t//?,  2,  22,  69,  1 10. 

tredandSaintsPatienceiJ.  Summer   6$.    tftfdf   Winter 

ieflroyd^  and  Saints  cba-     147. 

flized  94.  Support  tf#^  Counfel  from 

Sins  0/  Tongue   12,  34,  50.     GW  16.  /sr  the  affiicled 
Slander  Deliverance  from  it    and  tempted  5  5 .  and  Com- 
3 1,  120.  fort  in  God  94,  1 1  9>  14th 

Song,  y£e  Pfalm.  part. 

Sorrows,    fee    Affliction^  Surety  and  Sacrijice,  Chrifi 

Sicknefs,  &c.  40. 

Souls  in  feparate  State  17 3  T 

146,150.  ""T^Emptations  overcome 

Spirit  giv'n  at  Chrifi'' s   /if-     J[      3?  l8'  *'#  Sicknefs  <5. 

cenfion  6  8.  Wi   Teaching     Efcape  from  them  25.   a/ 

*fe/forf  119,  9  th  part.  51.     *£e  D^f/  1  3.  Support  un- 
Spiritual  Enemies  overcome     der  them  3,  55,  94. 

3,  18,  144.  BleJJtngs  and  Tempter,  fee  Satan. 

Punifiments  8 1 .   Minded-  Tender  Confcience  119,13th 

7iefs  119,    ad  part,    fee     part. 

Saint,  Grace,  Qpc.  Thanks  puhlick  for  private 

Spoufe  of  Chrifi  the  King  is     Mercies    116,    11$.    /?* 

*fo  Church  45.  Praife. 

Spring  i?/*fo  Tear  65.  rfwd  Threatnings  awi  Promifes 

Summer   65,    104     ^#d     81. 

Winter  147.  Thunder   W    Storm   29, 

Storm    tf#i    Tr under    29,     135,  136,  148. 

13^  148  limes  evil  n,  12. 

Strength   Repentance    and  Tongue  govern  d  34,  39* 

Pardon  pray  d  for  $8.  from  Trial  0/  our  Graces  by  Af- 

ptlions 


INDEX. 

fictions  66 j  1 1 5.   of  our     1 16.  of Holinefs  i  1 9, 1 5th 

Hearts  26,  1 39.  pare. 

Triumph /or  Salvation  18.  W 

and  Safety  cf  tie  Church  \ft /Airing    /or    Par  den 

in  national  Deflations  46.    \  V    rfwd  Direction     2  5 . 

at  the  la f  Day  149.  for  anfxier  to  Prayer   85, 

Trouble,  y£e    Afflictions,    143,130. 

Temptations.  War  Prayer  in  time  of  it 

Truft  in  the  Creatures  vain     zq.  D? f appointments  there - 
*  61 ,  146.  rn  60.   F/fiFory  18.  ^/r/- 

Truth  Gr^off  and  Protection     tual  18,  144* 

57,  1 45>  146.   /?e   God,  Warnings  of  God  to  his  Peo- 

Fakhfulnefs.  />&  81. 

Tumulc  Deliverance  from  Watchfulneis  19,  141.  O 

z*  118.  ver  the  Tongue  39. 

V  Weather  65,    107,     1 3  5  > 

VAnity   of    Man    as     147^  148. 
mortal  39,  89, 144.  Wicked,  fee  Sinner,  Saint. 

of  Life  and  Riches  49.         WickcdncTs    of  Man    14,- 
Vengeance  #/;^  Compaffion     56,  51. 

68.  againft  the   'Enemies  Wind, /ee  Providence, Sea- 

0/  the  Church  76,  149.         ions,  Storm. 
Victory   hop'd  and  prayed  Winter  and  Summer  147. 

for  20.  over  Temptations  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Pro- 

6,    18,  144.  over  Tempo-     vidence  9.   of  God  in   Us 

rat  Enemies  18.   and  De-     Works  111. 

Uverance  from  Perfecution  Word  0/  GW,  /eo  Scrips 

53.  ture. 

Vineyard  of    Gcd  wafted  Works  of  Creation  and  Pro- 

80.  vidence    104,    147,    14^. 

Unbelief  and  Envy   curd     and  Grace  19,    33,    nr, 

3  7.  Puniffd  95.  135,136.  Good  pre  ft  Men, 

Unchangeable     God     89,     not  God  16. 

in.  World'/  Hatred  and  Saints 

Vows  paid  in  the  Church     Patience  57. 

P  3  '  Worihip 


INDEX; 


Worftiip  and  Order  of  the 
Go/pel  48.  Delight  in   it 

84  with  Reverence  89, 
99.  Daily  5  5>  i34>  x4r- 
z>  a  Family  133.     P«6- 


Judgment  Seat  9,  «See  woyfi 
?»  God,  Punifhmentj  Sin- 
ner, Vengeance. 

Z. 


iiy    132.  f^Ezl  and  Prudence  39. 
Abjencefrcm  it  42,  6  3.  _    ^£j 


7ic*   67,    84,    lily    . 

f  J  Zion  its  Citizens  15. 

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To  find  out  any  Psalm,  or  Part  of  a  VsAlMy 
by  the  Firft  Line  of  it. 

A  Come,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice  Page  19? 

Psgt  316  Come,  fcund  hisPriife  abroad  19? 
Alnvghty  Ruler  of  the  Skirs  17  Confider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord,  z& 
Amidir.  thy  Wrath  remember  Love 

81  D 

Among  th'  Afiemblies  of  the  Greit    r\^/*rejoic'd  in  God  his  Strength 

i65  ^  45 

Among  ihePrincesemhly  Gods  173  Deep  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record 

And  vuJl  the  Gcd  of  Grace  166  141 

Are  all  the  Foe^  of  Shn  Fools      114  E 

Are  Sinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown  l^Arly  my  God  without  Delay    123 

27  J-1    Exalt  the  Lord  cur  God       202. 

Arife  my  gracious  God  33 

Awike,  ye  Saints,  to  praife  your  F 

-    King  i^3    TI^R  as  thy  Name  is  known       08 

B  r    Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  Hind 

T>Ehold  the  lofty  Sky  39  262 

u  Beheld  the  Lcve,  the  generous  Father,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  Grace 

Love  74  140 

Behold  the  Morning  Sun  40  Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they        270 

Behold  the  fure  Fcundation-ftone  Firm  was  my  Health,  my  D^y  was 

:u       bright  60 

Behold  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord  Fo^ls  in  their  Heart  believe  and 

2cr     fay  i6 

Blefs,  O  my  S.ul,  the  living  God  For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord     290 

209  Forever  (hall  my  Son^  record    ivj 

Bleft  are  the  S->ns  of  Peace        28a  From  Age  to  Age  exilthis  Name 

Blcit  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  123 

know  177  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies 

Blett  are  the  undefUM  in  Heart  247  242 

Bleft  is  the  Man  forever  bleft       6f  From  deep   Diftrefs  and  troubled 

Bleft  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move      Thoughts  276 

88  G 

Bleft  is  the  Man  who  fhuns  the  (^Llve  Thanks  to  God  :  he  reigns 

Phce  1   ^    above  212 

Bleft  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord  Give  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his 

67      Name  218 

G  Give  Thanks  to  God  mod  high    286 

pHildren  ia Years  and  Knowledge  Give  Thanks  to  God  the  fovereiga 

^    young  70      Lord  28 i 

Come,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Give  to  cur  God  immortal  Praife 

Lord  7*  283 

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A  Table, 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame  How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee      pa?e  281 
~  j.  .'.  '     ^       .    ,p*£«f9  How  pleasM  and  blefs'd  was  f    267 

God  inhis  earthly  Temple  lays  174  How  .fhall  the  Young  fecure  their 
God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints    9?      Hearts  Jc<5 

God  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope  I  ' 

A'-'i  --e 'V      w  ,49  ^Ehovth  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  Light 

God  of  eternal  f.ove  221  -^  joo 

God  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youih  fefm,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  Throne 

God  of  my  Life  look  gently  down  3*fus  null  reign  where'er  the  Sun 

God  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Praife  if  Godfucceed  notalltheCofi  1*1 

228  If  God  to  build  the  Hcufe  deny  271 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  J  lift  my  Soul  to  God  c\ 

K-ng  i 3  1  TJ1  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day 

Great  God,  attend  while  zion  fings  7l 

168  I'll  praife  my  Maker  with  my  Breath 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  ijr«el  prove  JOc 

161  I'll  fpeak  the  Honour  of  my  King 

Great  God,    indulge  my    humble  02 

Claim  12?  I  love  the  Lord:    He  heard  my 

Great  God,  the  Heavens  well-or-     Cries  240 

der'd  Frame  42  In  all  my  vail  Concerns  with  thee 

Great  Gcd,  whofe  univerfal  Sway  204 

146  In  Anger,  Lord,  rebu-ke.  me  not 

Great  is  the  Lord  exalted  high    285  12 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  Works  of  In  God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  his 

Might  2 12      Praife  }l7 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  97  In  JnAnh  God  of  old  was  known  iff 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  ifraet    1O3   Into  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth- 

H  61 

TTAD  not  the  Lord,  may  ifmel  fay  Joy  to  the  World ;  the  Lord  Is  come 

269      -      .  201 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  254  I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  Face    32 

Happy  the  City  where  their  Sens  Is  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart  277 

joo  It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  Hand 

Happy  the. Man  to  whom  his  God  208 

64  Judge  me,   O  Lord,   and  prove  my 

Haopy    the    Man   whofe  cautious      Ways  $y 

Feet  j  Judges,   who    rule  the  World   by 

Hear  me,   O  God,   nor  hide   thy      L?ws  ito 

F^ce  205  Jufr  are  thy  -Ways  and  true  thy 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  Vificn  faid      Word  57. 

178   '  waited  patient  for  the  Lord      8? 

Kelp,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail  I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  60 

23  L 

Hereigns ;  the  Lord,  the  Sa.viour  T.ET  a11  tne  Earth,  their  Voices 
reigns  198  raife  197 

He  that    hath    made   his   Refuge  £et  all  the  Heathen  Writers   join 

God  186  2f2 

High  in  the  Heavens,  eternal  God  Let    Children    hear    the   mighty 

7?      Deeds  ijg 

How  iwfui  is  thy  chaft'ning  Rod  Let  every  Creature  joia  514 

i<;6  Let  tvery  Tongue  thy   Goodnefs 

How  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear      fpeak  303 

266  Let  God  anfe  In  all  his  Might    ij? 

How  fift  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  Let  Sinners  take  their  Courfe    116 

fe^rife  30  Let  Shn  in  her  King  rejoice         96 

How  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  I  complain  Let  Zion  and  her  Son^  rejoice     toy 

2?  Long  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  Nime 

How  long  wilt   thou  conceal   ihv         .  .     -  .  „   ,       ,         301 

Face  ibid  Lord,  haft  thou  caft  the  Nation  off 

How-  pleafaut,  how  divinely   fair  ui 

167  Lord? 


A  Table. 

crJ.   I  am  thine  :  But  thcu  w.It  My  Cod,  permit  ray  Torque  P.  116 

p.ov;  v»gt  31   My  God,   the  Steps  of  pious  Men 

ord,   I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  Sin  80 

in   My  God,  what  inward  Grief  I  feci 

ot\-»,  Ffm  futfer  thy  Rebukes    12  293 

-ord,  I  eileem  thy  Judgments  right   My  Heart  reio'ces  in  thy  Name    62 

2<2  My  neverceafing  Songs  fhail  fhow 

.ord,    if  thine   E>es    furvey  our  i?5 

Faults  184   Mv  Refuse  i<  the  God  of  T  eve       21 

lord,  if  thcu  doft  r.ot  foon  appear   Mv  righteous  judge,    my  grackus 

21       God  29S 

'.ord,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my   Mv  Saviour  and  my  King  91 

Choice  2n   My   Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend 

.ord,  in  the  Morning  thcu  (hale  141 

hear  10   Mv  Shepherd  is  the  Living  Lord  co 

Lord,  I  will  blefs  th?e  all  my  Days  My  Shepherd  wiU  fu^ply  my  Need 

69  <« 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Di-  My  S  ul,  how  Icvelv  is  the  Place  169 

flrefs  iij   My  Soul  lies  cleaving ito  the  Dull 

Lord  of  the  Worlds  above  170  260 

Lord,  thou  haft  caii'd  thy  Grace  to   My  S  ul  repeat  his  Praife  212 

Mind  172   My  Soul,  toy  great  Creator  praife 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  tby  Servant  214 

cry  24  j   My  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone     122 

Lord,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and   feen   Mv  Spirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  89 

me  thro'  200  My  Truft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend 

Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fin-  13, 

cere  36  N 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  v;0  Sleep    nor    Slumber  to  his 

pray  10  ■*-*     Eyes  -  279 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  toftand  Not  to  our  Names,  thou  only  Jult 

189      and  True  239 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  Mot  to  cur  felves  who  are  but  Duft 

old  90  238 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  Piece  i8f  Now  be  my  Keirt  infpir'd  to  fmg 

Lord,   what  a  thcughilcfs  Wretch  9$ 

was  I  i?o  Now  from  the  roaring  Lions  Rage 

Lord,   what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  4& 

Man  3co  Now  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 

Lord,  what  was  Mm  when  made  at  147 

fit  ft  18  Now  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 

Lord,   when  I  count  thy  Mercies  139 

o'er  296  Now  let  cur  mournful  Sengs  rf  ccrd 

Lord,  when  thou  didft  aicend  on  49 

high  136  Now  may  the  God  of  Power  and 

Loud  HAltelujtht  to  the  Lord         312      Grace  44 

Lo,  what  a  gloricus  Corner-fhne  Now   plead  my  Ctufr,    Almighty 

246       God  7j 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  Sight  280  Now  (hall  my  foiemn  Vows  be  paid 

M  O 

VT  Aker  and  fovereign  Lord  4  Q  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord 

11X    Mercy  and  Judgment  are  my  v^  241 

Sons  204  O  blefTed  Souls  are  thf  y  63 

Mine  Eves  and  mv  Defire  c6  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  SjuI  211 

My  God,  accept  my  early  Vows  296  O  Briuint  praife  thy  mighty  God 
My  Gjd.  confider  my  Dirtrefs    297  307 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  Of  Juftice  and  of  Grace  I  fing    20? 

7  O  for  a  Shout  of  facred  Joy  9$ 

Mv   God,    in    whom  are   all    the  O  God  my  Refuge,  hear  my  Cries 

Springs  119  ntf 

My  God,  my  everlafting  Hope  143  O  G-d  of  Grace  and  Righteouf- 
My  rod,    mv  King,   thy   various      red  9 

Praife  jo  1  O  God  of  Mercy,  hear  my  Call  114 


A  Table. 

®  God,  to  whom  Revenge  belongs  Sure    there's    a    righteous    G6c 

Page  IQ2  V«g*  Xf< 

O  happy  Man,  whcfe  Soul  is  fill'd  Sweet  is  the  Memory  of  thy  Grace 

O  happy  Nation,  where  the  Lid  Sweet  is  the  Work,  my  God,  m) 
68     King  i8S 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  Law        z$i  T 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes   8  HPEach   me  the  Meafure  of  m 

O  1  nrA.   nwr  hAiupnlu  Kino  i^       A         n»vc  I 


O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King         i?  Days                                       8* 

O  Lord  cur  God,   how  wondrous  Th' Almighty  reigns  exalted  highigq 

great                                          16  That  Man  is  bled  wno  (lands   in 

O  that  the  Lord  wculd  guide  my  awe                                         i 

Ways                                       2f6  The  Earth  for  ever  is  the  lord's 

O  that  thy  Statutes  every  Hour  2C9  Thee   will  I  love,  O   Lord,  my; 

O  thou  that  hear'it  when  Sinners      StrenRth  3? 

cry                                            112  The  God  Jehov&h  reigns              201 

O  thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juflice  The  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Sum. 

reigns                                   268  mons  forth                            107 

O  thou  whofe    Jufh'ce  reigns  on  The  God  of  our  Salvation  hears  128 

high                                        117  The  Heavens  declare   thy  Glory, 

Our  God.  our  Help  in  Ages  pad  181  Lord                                            42 

Out  of  the  Deeps  of  long  Dittrefs  The  King  of  Saints,   how  fair  his 

27;-  Face                                               94 

O  what  a  ftiff  rebellious  Hcufe  160  The  King,  O  Lord,  with  Songs  of 

P  Praife                                         45" 

pRaife  waits  in  Ziont  Lord,  for  The  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now 

x     Thee                                    129  2^ 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his 

282  Ways                                         210 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,,  my  Heart  (hall  The  Lord  Jebovtb  reigns           191 

join                                       304  The  Lord  is  come:   The  Heavens 

Fraife  ve  the  Lord ;   'tis  good  to  proclaim                                  199 

raife                                         306  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is             f2 

Treferve  me,  Lord,  in  Time  of  The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light     *7 

Need                                        30  The  Lord  of  Glory  reigas,  he  reigns 

R  on  high                                   190 

"D  Ejoice,   ye  Righteous,  in  the  The  Lord   the  Judge  before  his 

xx    Lord                                     66  Throne                                     102 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State  The  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches 

1S0  warns                                       104 

Return,  O  God  of  Love,  return  The  Lord  the  Sovereign  King    21$ 

i8f  The  Lord  the  Sovereign  Lends  his 

S  Summons  forth                        ic? 

CAIvation  is  for  ever  nigh        171  The  Man  is  ever  bleft                   2 

^  Save  me,  O  God;  the  fwelling  The  Praife  ctshn  waits  for  tlieei27 

Floods                                     137  The  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love  has 

Save  me,  OLord,  from  every  Foe  wrought                                  87 

3 1  Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  Man 

See  what  a  living  Stone              24?  180 

S-hew  Pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  This  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made 

IIO  24f 

Shine,  mighty  Gcd;  on  Britain  fhine  This  fpacious  Earth  is  all  the  Lord's 

•54  <l 

Sing  all  ye  Nations  to  the  Lord  132  Thou  art  my  Portion,  O  my  Godi,j9 
Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  i6f  Thou  God  of  Love,  thou  ever  bleft 

Sing  to  the  Lord  jlhov*b*$  Name  262 

19  j  Thro' every  Age.  eternal  God    181 
Sing  to  cV.e-Lord  with  joyful  Voice  Thric*  happy  Man  who  fears  the  ! 

203       Lord  234 

Smg  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands  Thus  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord  82 

196  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious 
Sengs  of  immoral  Praife  belong  23 1      Fields  103 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay     j8 

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A  Table. 

Thus  frith  the  Lord,  your  Work  is  When  Pain  and  Anguilh  feize  me, 

vain  P*g*  8f       Lord  Vt&t  261 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  (pake  219  When  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and 

Tru,  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and      juft  19 

j    Sea  'bid.  Where  (hall  the  Man  be  found     ?f 

Thy  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord  V  here  thall  we  go  to  feck  and  find 

i?4  278 

Thy  N^ms,  Almighty  Lord        14  2  While  I  keep  Silence  and  conceal  6$ 

Thy  Works  of  Glory,   mighty  Lord  While   Men  grow  bold  in  wicked 

226      Wavs  7e 

'Tis  bv  thv  Strength  the  Mountains  Who    (hall    afcend    thy  heavenly 

ttand     '  i}0      Place  19 

To   God   I    crj'd    with    mournful  Who  (hall  inhabit  in  thy  Hill       28 

Voice  if  7  Who  will  arife  and  plead  my  Right 

To  God  I  made  my  Sorrows  known  19* 

297  Why  did  the  Jem  proclaim  theic 

To  God  the  Great ;  the  ever  bkft      Rige  6 

120  Why  did  the  Nations  join  to  Ajv   f 

To  Heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  Why  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor 

164  101 

To  rur  Almightv  Maker,  God  zco  Why  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  Light  79 

248  Why  doth  the  Lord  (land  off  fo  far 

!  To  thee,  moft  Holy,  and  moll  High  20 

»?4  Why  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow 

i  To  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe  38  99 

*Twas  for  thy  Sake,  eternal  God  141  Why  has  my  Gcd  my  Soul  forfook 

1  HTwas  from  thy  Hand,  my  God,   1  47 

came  192  Why  mould  I  vex  my  Soul  and  fret, 

>Twas  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night  „  78 

114  Will  God  for  ever  caft  us  oft      ij2 

U  With  all  my  Powers  of  Heart  and 

VAin  Man   on  foolim   Pleafures      Tongue  289 

bent  224  With  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind 

Unthaken  as  the  facred  Kill       269  88 

,-Up  from  my  Youth  may  ifrul  fay  With  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my 
274      Song  18 

Up  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes  263  With  my  whole  Heart  I've  fougtai 
Upward  I  lift  mine  Eyes  i6f      thy  Face  2*7 

W  With  Reverence  let  the  Saints  ap- 

•\\7E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Juft,  the      pear  176 

*'   Good  136  With  Songs  and  Honours  founding 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore      loud  108 

37  Would  yeu  behold  the  Works  of 
What  (hall  I  render  to  my  God  241       God  22* 

When  Chrift  to  Judgment  (hall  de-  Y 

fcend  .   103  "yE  holy  Souls  in  God  rejoice   67 

When  God  is  nigh*  my  Faith  is  -1-    Ye  Ifiands  of  the  Northern  Sea 

ttrong  ji  200 

When  God  provok'd  with  daring  Ye  Nations  round  the  Earth  rejoice 

:    Crimes  227  203 

When  God  reftor'd  cur    captive  Ye  Servants  of  th*  Almighty  King 

State  271  2jG 

When  God  reveal'd   his  gracious  Ye  Sons  of  Men,  aJeeble  Race  187 

Name  ibid.  Ye  Sons  of  Pride,  that  hate  the  Juit 

When  ifrtel  freed  from  P6*r«6's  ico 

Hand  237  Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord 

When  ijral  fins  the  Lord  reproves  us 

161  Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King  281 

When  I  with  pleafing  Wonder  ftand  Ye  Tribes  of  Mam  join  109 

29?  *et  (faith  the  Lord)  if  wvM's  Race 

When  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin      77  *79 

iWfcen  gverwhelnVd  with  Grief  121 
THE    B  K  D. 


Publifti'd  by  the  fame  Author. 

I.  "LT  Or  &  Lyric*  :  Poems    chiefly  of  the  Lyric  kind*    In  thr 

XX  Books.     Sacred,  i.  To  Devotion  and  Piety.     &.  ToVe 

cue,  Honour,  and  FrTendflup.  3.  To  the  Memory  of  ct 

Dead.  With  the  Author's  Effigies.     The  Fifth  Edition  correfled. 

II.  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  in  three  Books.  1.  Collect 
from  the  Scriptures.  2.  Compofed  on  Divine  Subjects.  3.  Pi 
pared  tor  the  Lord's  Supper.    The  Ninth  Edition. 

III.  kA  Guide  to  Tray er  :  Or,  a  free  and  rational  Account  l 
the  Gift,  Grace,  and  Spirit  of  Prayer,  &c.    The  Fourth  Editio 
t  IV.  Divine  Songs,  attempted  in  eafy  Language  for  the  ufe 
Children.     The  Tenth  Edition. 

V.  The  Pfalms  of  David,    imitated  in    the     Language 
theNewTeftamenr,  andapply'd  to  the Chriftian  State  and  Wo: 
fliip.     The  Third  and  Seventh  Edition, 

VR  Sermons  on  various  Subjects.  In  three  Vol.  together  wit 
a  Sacred  Hymn  annexed  to  each. 

VII.  The  ^irt  of  Reading  and  Writing  English;  or  the  Chi 
Principles  audRules^of  Pronouncing  our  Mother  Tongue,  both 
Profe  and  Verfe  i  with  a  variety  of'  Inftru&tons  for  trutSpellin 
The  Third  Editiun, 

VIII.  TheChrifUan  Doctrine  of  theTrinity :  Or,  Father,  S< 
and  Spirit,  Three  Perfons  and  One  God,  aflerted  and  proved,  & 

IX.  Death  and  Heaven  ;  orthelaft  Enemy  conquer 'd,  and  (I 
parate  Spirits  made  perfect.    Second  Edition, 

X.  Seven  Differtations  relating  to  the  Chriftian  Doctrine  of  tl 
Trinity.    In  two  Parts. 

XI.  Logick;  or,  the  Right  Ufeof  Reafonin  the  Enquiry  aft 
Truth.    The  Third  Edition, 

XII.  The  Knowledge  of  the  Heavens  and  the  earth  made  eaJ 
The  Second  Edition  torrefied. 

XIII.  A  Defence  againft  the  Temptation  to  Self-Murder 

XIV.  Prayers  compofed  for  the  ufe  and  immitation  of  Childre 
fuited  to  their  different  Ages,  and  their  various  Occafions  :  tog 
ther  with  Inftructions  to  Youth  in  the  Duty  of  Prayer,  drawn  « 
by  way  of  Queftionand  Anfwer,  and  a  ferious  Addrefs  to  the 
on  that  Subject.     7 he  Second  Edition, 

XV.  An  Eflay  towards  the  Encouragement  of  Charity  Schoo 
particularly  thofe  which  arefupportedby  Proteftam  Diflfenters,  f 
teaching  the  Children  of  the  Poor  to  Read  and  Work,  tog'etl 
with  fome  Apology  for  thofe  Schools  which  inftruct  them  to  ws 
a  plain  Hand,  and  fit  them  for  Service,  or  for  the  meaner  Trac 
and  Labours  of  Life  :  to  which  is  prefix'd,  an  Addrefs  to  t 
Supporters  of  thofe  Schools. 

XVI.  Difcourfes  of  the  Love  of  God,  and  the  Ufe  and  Abufe 
thePaffions  in  Religion,  With  a  devout  Medication  iuited  toea 
Difcourfe,  &c, 

XVII.  A  Caveat  againft  Infidelity ;  or,  the  danger  of  A  porta 
from  the  Chriftian  Faith  ;  With  an  Anfwer  to  various  Queries  CO 
cerning  rhc  Salvation  of  the  Heathens,  &t , 


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