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Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

NEW-TESTAMENT, 

And  applied  to  the 

Chriftian  State  and  Worfliip- 


By  I.  WATTS,  IX D. 

―  ^  ：  


y|LuKE  xxiv.  44.    All  Things  muft  be  fulfilled 
which  were  written  in— the  Psalms  con- 


cerning me. 

:|Heb.  xi.  3a.    David,  Samuel,  and  the  Pro- 
phets.- Ver  40.  That  they  without  us 

lhould  not  be  mack  perfect. 


BOSTON: 
Printed  by  Samuel  Hall, 

Uid  fold  at  his  Book-Store,  No.  53,  Cornhill. 
I  80  I, 


쓰  Is 


A  TABLE, 

To  find  any  Psalm  by  the  firft  Line, 


A.  TAQt 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rtjoice 
Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fides  - 
*  oidft  thy  wrath,  remember  love  • 
dong  ths  aflemblica  of  the  great  - 
noBg  the  princes,  earthly  gods  - 
And  will  tbe  God  of  grace  • 
Arc  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools      -  • 
Are  finners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown  • 
Arife,  my  gracious  God         -  • 
Awake,  ye  faints,  to  praiie  your  King 
B. 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  iky  • 
Behold  the  morning  fun         -  - 
Behold  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love  - 
Behold  the  fure  foundation-ftone  - 
Behold  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord  - 
Kefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  - 
Bleft  are  the  fons  of  peace  - 
Bkft  are  the  fouls  tkat  hear  and  know 
Bleft  are  th'undefil'd  in  heart  - 
Bleft  is  the  man,  for  ever  bleft      -  - 
Bleft  is  the  man  whofe  bowels  move  - 
Bleft  is  the  man  who  ihuns  the  place  • 
Bleft  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  - 
C. 

CHildren  in  years,  and  knowledge  young 
Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord 
Come 9  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
Come,  found  his  pr^ife  abroad  - 
Confider  all  my  forrows,  Lord  • 
D. 

DAVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrcngth 
Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  135 


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3  XXII  a  a  a  act  Tl  ^  s* 


iv  、  Table. 


E,  *PAGE 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay  izt 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God       -  199 

F. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known      -         -  97 

Father,  I  Weft  thy  gentle  hand      •  258 

Father,  I  ling  thy  wond'rous  grace  138 

Firm  and  unmov'd  sac  they  -  a6$ 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  5^ 

、  Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay       -  a 6 
Forever  bleflfed  be  the  Lord      -  - 
For  ever  fliall  my  fong  record         •  .17a 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name         -  ai9 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  ikies    •  438 

From  deep  diltrefs  and  troubled  thoughts  %t% 

G. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  ；  he  reigns  above  ax5 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  214 

Give  thanks  to  God  moft  high         -  a8i 

Give  thanks  to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord  、  a  So 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  •  284 
Give  to  the  Lord»  ye  fons  of  fame       -  58 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  -  171 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints      -      -  94 

Cod,  my  fupportcr  and  my  hope.      -  147 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  142 

God  of  eternal  love  ，-，  ai8 
God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down      -  83 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife         -  %%4 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King-  129 

Great  is  the  Lordf  exalted  high       -  %yZ 

Great  is  the  Lord  ；  his  worka  of  might  au8 
Great  is  the  Lord  our  God       -       -  96 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  fings  166 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Ifr'el  prove  160 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  123 

Great  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway  -  143 
Great  God,  the  heav'n's  well-ordicrM  frame  4^ 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifracl       •  idt 


、  H.  PAGE 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifrad  bj 
Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord 
Happy  the  city  where  their  fons  - 
Happy  the  man  to  wliom  his  God  - 
Happy  the  man  whofc  cautious  feet  - 
Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  grace 
Ifear  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  (aid 
Help,  Lordf  for  men  of  rirtue  tail  - 
He  reignsy  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reignt 
He  that  hath  made  his  refdge  God 
Ifigfe  in  the  heav'ns,  ctenial  God      •  • 
How  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod  - 
How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  - 
How  &ft  their  guilt  and  forrows  Hie  • 
、  How  long,  O  Lordt  ihall  I  complain  - 
How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  * 
How  p1eafant9  how  divinely  feir  • 
How  plealant  'tis  to  fee      -  - 
How  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I  • 
How  &all  the  young  fecure  tlieir  hearts 

I. 

IF  God  fuccccd  not,  all  the  coft  - 
If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny 
I  lift  my  foul  to  God  - 
111  blcfs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  • 
praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  • 
I  love  the  Lord :  he  heard  my  crie«  - 
111  fpeak  the  honours  <rf  my  King  - 
In  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  the«  - 
、  In  ang«*,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not      -  - 
In  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  name 
In  Jadah  God  of  old  was  known  * 
Into  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truth     •  • 
I  fct  the  Lord  before  my  face         •    、  • 
Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  - 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand  - 
I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord      -  • 
I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high     -  • 


5  16  33J5  3  5345*  O  4  5  7  14  f  9  4  0X61  9  X  X  J  •  *  3  K-u  9 

6  3  96  0  7a  98  7  56  3226  76  4  66  570  3  900  X  I  56  3  ^-  ^  8  5 


Table. 


144 
I9S 
56 

xi3 

36 


194 
248 
157 


J.  Vage 
TEHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light  187 
y  Jefua,  our  Lord,  afccnd  thy  throne  a%7 
Jefus  fliall  rcigij  where'er  the  fun  • 
Joy  to  the  world  ！  the  Lord  is  come ' 
Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways 
Judges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws 
Juft  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thf  word 

L. 

LET  all  the* earth  tl^eir  voices  Kdfe 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Let  ev*ry  creature  join  -  308 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefb  fpeak  -  299 
Let  God  arife  in  all  his  might  -  - 
Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son  - 
Let  finners  take  their  courfc  -  - 
Let  Zion  and  her  Cons  rejoice  - 
Let  Xion  in  her  King  rejoice  •  - 
Let  Zion  praif^  the  mighty  God  - 
Long  as  I  live  V\\  blefs  thy  name  - 
Lord,  haft  thou  caft  the  nation  off  - 
Lord,  I  am  thine  ；  but  thou  wilt  prove 
Lord,  I  am  vile,  concciv'd  in  (in  - 
•Lord,  I  can  fuffh.  thy  rebukes  -  -> 
Lord,  I  cfteem  thy  judgments  right 
Lord,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults 
Lord,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear  - 
Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 
Lord9  in  the  morning  thou  (bait  hear  - 
Lord,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days  • 
Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs  111 
Lord  of  the  worlds  above  -  i68 

Lord,  thou  haft  cali'd  thy  grace  to  mind  169 
Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry  339 
Lord,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  through  286 
Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere  -  35 
Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  •  10 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand  iH 


3  z  54  3  7939*  8  o  c*  9  Q  8 

3  I  I  o  ^  o  9  I  3  o  I  48  4  16 

I  3  I  3  3  2  z  I  21  2 


Table. 


PAG 


Lord,  wc  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  S 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece         -         -  li 

Lord,  what  a  thougbtlefs  wretch  was  I  ia 
Lord,  what  is  maQ,  poor  feeble  man  - 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  •  29 

JUwd,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high  13 

Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft  】 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord         -  $c 

Ix>  ！  what  a  glorious  corncr-ftone      -  %a 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  iigkt         -  %j 

M. 

TlyrAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord      -  - 

XVJ.  Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fong  %c 

Mine  eyes  and  my  defirc             -       -  5 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows         •  %S 

My  God,  confider  my  diftreft  -  %s 
My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  - 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings  1】 
My  God,  my  everlafting  hope      -  - 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praifc  as 

My  Ged，  permit  my  tongue      -       -  jj 

My  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men        -  ； 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel      -  2l 


My  heart  rqoices  in  thy  name      -  -  ( 

My  ncver-ccafing:  fong  fhall  lhow  -  i 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  iove  -  •  : 
My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  %\ 

My  Saviour  and  my  King       -      -  --  < 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  •  1, 

My  fhepherd  is  the  living  Lord  -  -      -  , 

My  fhepherd  will  fupply  my  need  •  j 

My  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place  -  i< 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  •  2 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praiie  2< 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  -  % 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone      -  -  1 

My  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  -  ， 

My  truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend  • 


Tiii  Table, 


N.  PAGE 

NO  fleep  nor  fl umber  to  his  eyes  274 
Not  to'ourfelves,  who  are  but  duft  234 
Not  to  our  name—  thou  only  iuft  and  true  %z$ 
Now  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  ung  • 
Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage  - 
Now  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
Now  let  our  Hps,  with  holy  fear  • 
Now  let  our  mournful  fong«  record 
Now  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
Now  plead  my  caufe,  Almighty  God 
Now  ftiall  my  folema  vows  be  paid 
Now  to  the  great  and  (acred  Three 

a 

ALL  jt  nations,  praife  the  Lord 
KJ  O  bkflcd  fouls  arc  they  - 
O  Weft  the  Lord,  my  foul  -  • 
Of  jufticc  and  of  grace  I  fing  • 
O  for  a  ihoul  of  fecred  joy  -  - 
O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  - 
O  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs  . 
'  O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  - 
O  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs 
O  happy  man,  whofe  foul  is  fiH，d  •  269 
O  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord  -  6j 
O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  -  ^47 
O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  -  、  •  ft 
O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King  -  -  £4 
O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  woBd,roi»  great  %s 
O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  ray  waya  %$% 
O  that  thy  ftatutes,  cv'ry  hour  -  %$$ 
O  thou  that  hcar'ft  when  finners  ciy  no 
O  thou,  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign  2164 
O  thou,  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high  115 
Our  God9  our  help  in  ages  pail  179 
thir  land,  O  Lord,  with  fongs  of  praife  -  44 
Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs  •  271 
O  what  a  ftiff  rebellious  heufe        -  157 


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Tabl«.  ix 


P.  VAGS 

PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  127 

Praifc  yc  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  27S 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ；  my  heart  ihall  join  300 

Praifc  ye  the  Lord-:  ，tia  good  to  raife    -  $oz 

Prcferve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need.      •  ,  29 

R. 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  tbc  Lord  6  s 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftatc  1" 

Return^  O  God  of  love,  return         -  x8i 

S. 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh  170 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  fwdling  floods  135 

Save  mc,  O  Lord,  from  cv'ry  foe      -      -  31 

See  what  a  living  ftone         -         •  24 z 

Shew  pity,  Lord  ；  O  Lord,  forgive  108 

Sbine,  mighty  God,  on  this  our  land  lz% 

Sing,  al\  yc  nation s9  to  the  Lord       -  i^o 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud          -         -  i6z 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name          -  191 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  200 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands  193 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong         -  227 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay      -  $7 

Sure  there' 8  a  righteous  God          -  14S 

Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace         -  29S 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  185 

,TIEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days  %% 

A    TV  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high  196 
That  man  is  Weft  who  ftands  in  awe  - 
The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's      -    '  - 
Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength      -  34 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns         -         -  19S 

The  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth  105 

The  God  of  mercjr  be  ador*d         -  31* 

The  God  of  our  lalvation  hears        •  ia6 

The  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord      -  4i 


x  Table. 


PAGE 

The  King  of  feints,  how  fair  his  face  -  93 
The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  "-  d39 
Tht  Lord,  how  wond'roiis  arc  his  w^ys  007 
The  Lord  ig  come,  the  heav'ns  proclaim  195 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  -  -  i8S 
The  tord  my  fticphcrd  is  t-  -  •  -  51 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  -  -  57 
The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  187 
The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  101 
The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churahes  warns  103. 
The  Lord,  the  fovVeign  King  -  -  aio 
The  Lord,  the  fov'reign,  fends  his  fummons  104 
The  man  is  ever  bleft  a 
The  prtdfe  of  Zion  waits  for  thee  •  its 
The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  86 
Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  177 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  - 
This  ipacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  - 
Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  - 
Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft 
Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord 
Through  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God  • 
Thus  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord  - 
Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  fields 
Thus  faith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain 
Thus  the  eternal  Father  fpake  - 
Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  feat 
Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord 
Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord  -  • 
Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord,  • 
'Tis  by  thy  ftrcngth  the  mountains  ftand 
To  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice  ' 
To  God  I  made  my  forrows  known  - 
To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son  • 
To  God  the  Father's  throw  - 
To  God^the  great,  the  ever  bleft  - 
To  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  - 
To  o]ir  almigfity  Maker,  God  • 
To  thee,  before  the  downing  light  - 


I  3  58  o  s  X  ^  4  56  08  as  4  9  1  »  7  o  7  - 

4  5  4  5  3  78  o  OO  *  a  5  3a  a  5  9  I  I  I  6  9  . 


Tabli.  xi 


tTo  thee,  mmft  holy>  and  moft  hi^h 
To  thine  almighty  ann  we  owe      -  - 
'Twas  for  our  fake,  eternal  God  - 
Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
Twas  in  the  watches  of  vie  night  - 

V. 

VAIN  man,  on  fooliih  pleafures  beat 
Unihaken  as  the  iacred  hill  • 
Up  from  my  youth,  may  Ifirael  (xf  ' 
Up  to  the  hills  I  Kft  mine  eyes  - 
Upward  I  lift  mine  c^es        -  - 
W. 

TTTE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  good 
W   Wc  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  ' 
What  fliall  I  render  to  my  God  - 
tien  Chrift  to  judgment  (hall  defcend 
•icn  God  is  nigiy,  my  faith  is  ftrong  - 
lien  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes 
ben  God  reftor'd  our  captive  ftate 
Wicn  God  revcal'd  his  gracious  name 
i  Ifr*el,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
ben  Ifr'el  fins,  the  Lord  reproves 
lien  I  with  pleating  wonder  ftand  • 
When  man  grows  bold  in  fin      -  - 
When  overwhelm'd  with  grief      -  - 
When  pftm  and  anguifh  feize  me,  Lord 
~ lien  the  Great  Judge,  fupremc  and  juft 
here  ihall  the  man  be  found      •  - 
t  (hall  wc  go  to  feek  and  find 
cl  keep  filcncc,  and  conceal      -  • 
c  mea  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways 
•Who  (ball  afcend  thy  heav'nly  place  - 
쁘  » ftall  inhabit  in  thy，  hill       --  - 
>  will  arifc  and  plead  my  right 
did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage 
Why  did  the  nations  join  to  flay  • 
Why  do  the  proud  infuh  the  poor  • 
Wky  d«  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft  • 


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Why  doth  th£  Lord  (land  off  fo  far  - 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow     .  -  9S 

Why  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook       -  46 

Why  Ihould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret  77 

Will  God  for  ever  caft  us  off        -  149 

With  all  my  pow,rs  of  heart  and  tongue  285 

With  earneft  longings  of  the  mind      •  87 

With  my  whole  heart  111  raife  my  fong  xg 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face  253 

With  rev'rence  let  the  faints  appear  173 

With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud  303 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  %%i 
Y. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne         -  $iz 

Ye  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice      -  66 

Ye  iflands  of  the  northern  fea         -  196 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice         -  199 

Ye  fervants  of  th*  Almighty  King         -  23  a 

Ye  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race         -  284 

Ye  fons  of  pride  that  hate  the  juft       -  99 

Ye  that  delight  to  fcrve  the  Lord  a^i 

Ye  that  obey  th,  immortal  King       -  %yy 

Ye  txibeu  of  Adam  join         -         -  304 

Yet,  (Ikith  the  Lord)  if  David'a  race  176 


0*  This  Edition  of  Dr.  Watts's 
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in  fome  other  Editions,  are  corred- 
cd  ；  and  both  Pfalms  and  Hymns 
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NEW-TESTAMENT. 
PSALM  I.    Common  Metre. 

Tbe  way  and  end  t>ftbe  Yigbtefius  and  tbewcked* 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  Qinns  the  place 
Where  fkiners  love  to  meet } 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways. 
And  hates  the  fcoflFcr's  feat  : 

i  But  in  the  ftatutes .  of  the  Lord 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight  ； 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  mc  word. 
And  meditates  by  night.  4 

；  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen'rous  kind. 
By  living  waters  lit, 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  blafting  wind* 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftatc]  ' 

I  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 
Shall  his  profeffion  flune  ； 
While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 
Like  clutters  on  the  vine 
B 


_2  Psalm  iv  

Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ； 
What  vain  defiens  they  form  ！ 

Their  hopes  are  blawn  away,  like  duift, 
Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  fliall  not  ftand 

Amongft  the  fons  of  grace, 
When  Chrift  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread  ；  ^ 

His  heart  approves  it  well  ；  " 
But  crooked  ways  of  finners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

" ᅳ PS  ALM  L    Short  Metre. 

The  faint  happy9  the  Jinner  miferable. 

1  "^THHE  man  is  ever  bleft 

JL  ，    Who  fliuns  the  fianer's  ways, 
Amongft  their  councils  never  ftands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place  : 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God  , 
His  ftudy  and  delight, 

Amidft  the  labours  of  the  day 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  H.e,  like  a  tree,  fhall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root  : 

Frefli  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live  ； 
His  workis  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th*  ungodly  race, 
They  no  fuch  bleffings  find  : 

'  Their  hopes  ftiall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  fland 
k       Before  that  judgment-feat, 


 Psalm  i,   3 

Where  all  the  faints  "at  Chrift's  right  hand 
In  full  afTembly  meet  ？ 

6      He  knows  and  he  approves 
The  way  the  right ，ous  go  ； 
But  finners  and  their  works  (ball  meet 
A  dreadM.  overthrow. 

PSALM  I.    Long  Metre. 

Tbe  difference  between  the  righteous  and  the  nuicked, 

1  T  T  APPY  the  man,  whofe  cautious  feet 
X  A  Shun  the  broad  way  which  finners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  athcifts  meet. 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers .  do. 

2  He  loves  t,  employ  his  morning  light 
Amangft  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  ； 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleafure,  pond'ring  o^er  his  word* 

3  He,  like  a  plant,  by  gentle  ftreams. 
Shall  flourifti  in  immortal  green  ； 

And  heav'n  will  fhine  with  kindeft  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  finners  find  their  counfels  croft  : 
As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies  ； 

So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  fiiakes  the  fkies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebel  feeks  to  fland 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ； 

The  dreadful  Judge,  with  'ftern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  difPrent  place. 

6  "  Straight  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod  ； 
I  blefs'd  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain  ； 
But  you  would  choofe  the  crooked  road. 
And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pahu" 


4   Psalm  2.   

ᅳ PSALM  II.    Short  Metre. 

Tranflated  according  to  the  divine  pattern. 
ASs  iv.  24,  tstc. 
Cbrlft  dying，  rifingy  interceding,  and  reigning. 

1  [Ty  >|"  AKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 

XyJL    Of  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfilPd, 

When  Je^ws  and  Gentilet  join  to  flay 
Jefus,  thine  holy  child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Je*wsf  with  one  accprd, 

Bend  all  their  counfels  to  deftroy 
Th，  anointed  of  the  Lord  I 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  deflgn  ； 

Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite, 
Againft  his  phrift  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  throne : 

He  who  hath  raised  him  from  the  dead 
Hatb  own'd  him  for  his  Son* 
Pause. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  nik  the  earth  ； 

The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  afks,  and  God  beftows 
A  large  inheritance  ；  - 

Far  as  the  world  s  remoteft  ends  v 
His  kingdom  fhall  advance. 


Psalm  2. 


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  perifli  on  the  place  ； 

Then  blefled  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

PSALM  II.    Common  Metre. 

1  "TXTHY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
yy     The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ？ 


Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ？ 

2  The  Lord,  who  fits  above  the  (kies, 

Derides  their  rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes 
And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through. 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

And  raife  him  from  the  <fead  ； 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 

4.  "  Aik  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 
The  utmoft  Heathen  lands  : 
Thy  rod  of  iron  lhall  deftroy 
The  rebel  who  withftands." 

5  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth. 


Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 


6  Psalm  2. 


Adore  the  king  of  hcav'nly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

6  With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne  : 
For,  if  he  frown,  ye  die : 
Thofe  are  fccure,  and  thofe  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

PSALM  II.    Long  Metre. 

Chriji,s  death,  refurreSion  and  afcenfion* 
I TXTHY  did  the  Jenus  proclaim  their  rage  ？ 
W  The  Romans^  why  their  fwords  employ  I 
Againft,  tfie  Lord  their  pow'rs  engage, 
His  dear  anomted  to  deftroy. 

%    Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,  they  fay, 
Tliis*  man  (hall  never  give  us  laws," 
And  thu«  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  controls, 
Hell  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fpuls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  king  I  made 
On  Zion's  everlafting  hill  ； 

My  hand  (hall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
And  he  ihall  (land  your  Sov'reign  ftill.，， 

5  [His  wond'rous  rifmg  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ； 
The  Lord  declares  bis  heav'nly  birth, 
"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son, 

6  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
There  thou  (halt  afk,  and  I  beftow 
The  utmoft  bounds  of  Heathen  land, 

^  To  thee  the  Northern  ifles  fhall  bow."] 


Psalm  2,  y  7 


7  But  nations,  that  refift  his  grace, 
Sh^ll  fall  beneath  his  iron  ftroke  ； 
His  rod  {hall  crufli  his  foes  with  ea&. 
As  potters'  earthen  work  is  broke* 

Pause. 

8  Now  ye  who  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord  the  Lamb  ； 
Now  at  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns. 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  7c  die  ； 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknowny 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealoufy. 

10  His  ftorms  fliall  4rive  you  quick  to  hell  !> 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  duft  ；  S 
Happy  the  fouls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  trufi. 

PSALM  III.    Common  Metre. 

DoubU  and  fears  fupprejfed  :  or,  God  our  defence 
from  Jin  and  Satan* 

1  Ty/TY  God9  how  many  are  my  fears  f  . 
j\JL    How  faft  my  foes  increafe  ！ 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death. 

They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

2  The  ljing  tempter  would  perfuade 

There's  no  relief  in  heav'n  ； 
And  all  mj  fwelling  ilns  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  tbcm,  my  glory  and  my  ftrength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  fiknee  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 


8  Psalm  3. 


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

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  ear  ；  , 
I  cal?d  my  Father  and  my  God) 
And  he  fubdu'd  tny  fear, 

5  He  fhed  foft  {lumbers  on  mine  eyes,  ᅳ 

-  In  fpitc  of  all  my  foes  ； 
I  'woke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
Which  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  though  the  liofts  of  death  and. hell 

All  armM  againft  me  ftood  ！ 
Terrors  no  more  lhall  fhafce  my  (bul  ； 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

>j  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 
While  I  thy  glory  fing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  (ling. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  ； 
His  arm  alone  can  fave  : 
Bleffings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

PSALM  III.  1—5.  Long  Metre. 

A  Morning  Pfalm. 

1  /^V  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes 
\J  In  this  weak  ftate  of  flelh  and  blood  ！ 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 

But  1117  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  : 
Thou  heard'ft  when  I  began  t#pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh* 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  : 


Psalm  3，  4.  9 

I      Not  death  fhould  make  my  heart  afraid, 

I Though  I  fhould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 
4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night  ； 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
I       And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fong. 

PSALM  IV.  1,2,3,5,6,7-  Long  Metre 

Hearing  df  grayer  \  or9  God  our  fortiw,  and  Cbr'ifi  <mr  bofe, 

1  /^V  GOD  of  grace  and  right'oufnefs, 

1        \J  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain : 
\       Thou  haft  enlarg'd  xne  in  diftrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  agsun. 

2  Ye  fons  of  mcnt  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  ihame  : 
How  long  will  fcoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour,*  same  I 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  p{  men  b ᅳ elide  ； 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents 

For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift  who  dy，d» 

4  When  our  obed'ent  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  right'«ufnefst 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  m  bis  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 
Who  ivtll  beflow  fome  earthly  good  ？ 

\       But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ； 

Our  foub  defire  this  heav'nly  food. 
；     6  TOicn  fliall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice 
I        At  grace  and  favour  fo  divine  ； 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn  and  all  their  wine. 


io        Psalm  4，  c,  , 
PSALM  IV.  3,4,5,8.  Common  Metre.  ！ 

An  Evening  Pfalm. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ； 
•*-J    I  am  forever  thine, 

•I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

2  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'nefs  free,  ! 
，Tis  fweet  converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev ，！ ling  facrifice  ； 

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

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  ； 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  (lumbers  keep, 

〜      PSALM  V.    Common  Metre. 

For  the  Lord's-dqy  morning, 

1  T   ORD,  in  the  mornmg  thou  fhalt  hear 
t       My  voice  afcending  high  : 

To  thee  will  I  diredl  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills,  where  Chrift  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at,  his  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  coihplamts. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  (hall  not  (land  : 
Shmers  ftall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 


Psalm  5,  6.  11 

|f  4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 
j        To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ； 
I     I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
*         And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  right'oufnefs  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  ftraight 
r         And  plain  before  my  face* 

Paus6. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

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

7  Lord,  crafli  the  ferpent  in  the  dud. 

And  all  his  plots  deftroy  ； 
While  thofe,  who  in  thy  meicy  truft,  • 
For  ever  fhout  for  joy. 

8  The  men,  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  fee  their  hopes  MElVd  ；  . 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  favour  as  a  fhield. 

PSALM  VI.    Common  Metre. 

Complaint  in  Jtcknefs;  or,  difeafes  bealed* 

1  TN  anger.  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
JL    Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm  ； 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  fo  hot 

Againft  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  foul's  bow，d  down  with  heavy  cares. 

My  flelh  with  pain  opprefs'd  ； 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears. 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 


12  Psalm  6.  .  , 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  tnj  days  ；  - 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
Till  Ulc  flow  morning  rife, 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ？ 

Mine  eyes  confum'd  with  grief  ？ 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 
Thy  hand  affords 'relief  ? 

5  He  hears  when  duft  and  afhes  fpeak  ； 

He  piues  all  our  groans  ； 
He  faves  us  for  his  piercy's  fake. 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fbv'reign  word 

Reftores  our  fainting  breath  ； 
But  lilent  graves  pra£  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

ᅳ PSALM  VI.  '  Long  Metre. ᅳ 

Temptations  in  Jtcknefi  overcome* 

1  T   (3RD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebuked 

t- j  When  thou  with  kindnefs  doft  chaftife ^ 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear  ； 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  I 

2  Pity  my  languifhing  eftate, 

And  eafe  the  forrows  which  I  feel  ； 
The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ！ 

3  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  days 

In  fighs  ^tnd  groans  ；  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  b<ed  is  watcr'd  with  my  tears  ； 
JMy  grief  confumes  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  pow'rs  of  nature  mourn  I 
^  How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ？ 


 Psalm  6,  7,  1 3 

When  fhall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ？ 
When  (hall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong? 

5  I  feel  my  fldh  fo  near  the  grave. 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  s 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  duft  and  01ence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  foul  ； 
And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  mosm. 
Will  eafe  my  ikfli  and  cheer  my  heart. 

PSALM  VH.    Common  Metre. 

God，j  care  qf  bispeopky  and punijbment  of  perfecuton, 

1  /TY  truft  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
jlSjl    My  hope  in  Uiee,  my  God  ； 
Rife,  and  mj  helpless  life  defend 

From  thofe  who  feek  my  bloo<L 

2  With  infolence  and  fury  they 

My  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no'  deliv'rer's  near. 

3  If  I  had  e'er  provoked  them  firftj 
"      Or  once  abus'd  my  foe, 

Then  】et  him  tread  my  life  to  duft, 
And  lay  mme  honour  low* 

4  If  there  be  malice  hid  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ； 
I  (hayld  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  prick  ind  pow,r  control  I 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rauce  for  niy  foul.  - 

C  A 


i4         PsAj,&t  7，  8.  

Pause.  、 

6  [Let  fmners  and  their  히 eked  rage  i 

Be  humbled  to  the  duft  ：  ； 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage  :； 
To  vindicate  the  juft  ？  j 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins,  : 

He  will  defend  th，  upright :  ) 
His  fharpeft  arrows  he  ordains  ； 
Againft  the  (bns  of  fpite. 

8  For  me  Aeir  malice  digg'd  a  pit, 
-  But  there  themfelves  are  caft  ； 

My  God  makes  all,  their  mifchief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  laft.] 

9  That  cruel,  perfecuting  race 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ； 
Awake,  my  foulj  and  praife  the  grace 
And  juilice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  Vm.   Short  Metre- ᅳ 

God^j  Xcvereigntx  dfid^  g^dnefs  ；  a/id  man9s 
dominion  over  the  creatures, 

I  LORD,  our  heav'nly-  King,, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  ； 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  ipread, 
-      And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  fhine  V 

z     When  to  thy  work*  on  high 
I  raife  my  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  fee.  therinopn-  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darkfrme  fkks  : 

3     When  I  fiurey  the  ftgurs, 
And  all  th$ir.  ftriaing  forms,, 
Lord,  what  h  man,  that,  worthlefi  thing, 
A-kin  to  dull  and  worms  I 


Psalm  S.  15 


4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 
That  thou  ftiould'ft  love  Jiim  fo  ！ 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac，d» 
And  lord  of  all  below* 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head. 
While  beafts  like  (laves  obey, 

And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings^ 
And  fifli  that  cleave  the  feju 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  jtrfe  ！ 
And  wond'rous  are  thy  ways  ； 

Of  duft  9tid  worms  thy  pow'r  can  frarat 
A  monument  of  praife. 

7  [Out  of  the  moutbs  of  babes 
And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 

Surprifing  honours  to  thy  name  ！ 
And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 

S     O  Lord,  otir  heav'nlf  king, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ； 
Thy  j;Wies  round  the  earth  ztc  ipread» 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  fliine.] 

PSALM  VIII.  •Common  Metre. 

Chrifi's  condefcenfion  and  ghrlfication  ；  er9  Ctd  made  man* 

1  f\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wondfous  greatv 
,    "    Is  thine  exalted  name  ！ 

The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on,  high, 

The  moon  which  rul^s  the  ni^it. 
And  ftars  that  well  adorn  the  iky, 
Thofe  moving  worlds  of  light  : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man  or  all  his  raee^ 

Who  dwells  fo  £91  below. 


i6  Psalm  8,   

That  thou  fhould'll  vilit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  fo  I 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  fhould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are9 
To  fave  a  dying  worm  ！ 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 

And  men  would  not  adore, 
Th，  obedient  feas  and  fifties  owa 
His  Godhead  and  his  pow'r. 

6  The  waves  lay  ipread  beneath  his  feet  ； 

And  fifh*  at  his  command, 
Bring  dieir  large  %fiioals  to  PeUr9s  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thcfc  leflbr  glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  through  the  fleflily  cloud  ； 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown，d  with  majgfty 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  ； 
And  be  his  honours  founded  high, 
By  all  things  that  have  breath.  、 

9  Je(us,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ；'. 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 

Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim.  ' 

PSALM  VIII,  ver.  i，  2.  Paraphrafed. 

Firji  part.   Long  Metre. 
The  Ho/anna  of  the  children  ；  or  infknU  fraifing  God» 
I  A  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  (kies, 

Thro*  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread  ； 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 
0,er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made* 


Psalm  8.  17 

2  To  thte  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  Taife  ；  : 
And  babes,  with  uninftrufted  toi^ue, 
Decide  the  wonders  of  thy  praifJL  : 

5  Thy  powrr  affifts  their  tender  age 
To  bring  ptond  rebds  to  the  ground  t 
To  (Ull  the  bold  Ma^hemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confoaBd. 

4  CfeilSfefi  amidft  {By  temple  thimg 
To  fee  their  gteat  •  Redeemer's  face  \ 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fong, 
AjuI  young  Hofannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  (bribes  and  angry  pricfts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ； 
Revenge  fits  fiknt  in  their  breafts 
While  jfenvi/b  babes  proclaim  their  king. 

PSALM  VIIL  ver.  3，  &c.  Paraphrafed. 

Second  part.   Long  Metre. 
Adam  fcf  Chiift,  Lords  of  the  old  and  nevj  creation. 

1  T  ORD9  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft  I 

Adam  the  offspring  of  the  duft  ！ 
'  That  thou  fliould'ft  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ！ 

2  That  thou  fhouM'ft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifhcs  at  his  feet  ？ 

3  But  G  ！  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecon4  Adam's  ftate  ！ 
What  honours  (hall  thy  Son  adorn. 
Who  conddiemfcd  to  be  bom  ！ 


vS         Psalm  8,  9. 

4.  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ！ 
See  him  in  d»ft  among  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  : 
But  he  lhall  reign  with  pow'r  divine  ！ 

J  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mis'ries  which  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-feat* 

I  TTTITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong, 
W     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ； 
Thou  Sov'reign  Judge  of  right1  and  wrong 
Will  put  my  foes  to  fliamc. 

1  IT1  fing  thy  majefty  and  grace  ；  . 
My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

5  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  all  the  poor  opprefs'd  i 
To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  reft. 

f  The  men,  who  know  thy  name,  will  truft 
In  thy  abundant  grace  ； 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  tbrfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  fought  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threatening  wordt 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil 


Fsalm  흣  rg 


PSALM  IX. ver.  12.  Second  Part. 

The  <u)ifdom  and  equity  of  Providence* 

xTXTHENthe  Great  Judge, fupreme  andjuft, 
W     Shall  once  inquire  for  blood  ； 
The  humble  fouls,  who  mourn  in  dufl» 
Shall  £nd  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zhn9s  gates,  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  Gng  their  Father's  praife. 

His  Foes  iLall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

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

Which  their  own  hands  had  fpread. 

Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known : 
When  mem  of  mifchief  arc  deftroy'd, 
The  fnare  muft  be  their  own. 

Pause. 

The  wicked  fliall  fink  down  to  hell  ； 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commsmd& 

Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought. 

And  w^t,  and  long  complam. 
Their  cries  (hall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  (hall  their  hopes  be  vain, 

[Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat. 

To  judge  and  fave  the  poor  ； 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  own  prevail  no  more.  、 


20 


Psalm  9，  io. 


g  Thy  thunder  fliall  affright  the  proud, 
And  ptxt  their  hearts  to  pain， 
Make  them  confels  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

PSALM  X. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Prayers  beard、  and  faints faved  ；  or9  fride^ 
athe\fm，  and  opprejfion  funijbed. 


I  -TXTHY  doth  the  Lotd  ftand  off  fo  far  ？ 
V  V     And  why  conceal  his  face9 
When  great  calamities  appear, 

And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ？  ： 

%  Lord,  (Kail  the  wicked  ftill  deride 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  pow，r  \ 
Shall  thef  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  ftill  thy  faints  devour  ？ 

3  They  put  thy  }udgments  from  their  fight. 

And  then  infult  the  poof  ；'  #' 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arifc,  O  God,  lift  up  thme  hand  ； 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ； 
Nt>  enemy  (hall  dare  to  iland 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 


5 '  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
And  fay,  with  foolifti  pride, 
The  God  of  heetoyn  nuill  neyer  engage 
T»  fight  on  Zionyj  Jtde  ？ 

6  But  thoa  for  ever  XFt  otitr  Lord  j 
And  pow'rful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  He<tth4ns  felt  thy  IVord, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 


Pause. 


Psalm  io9  ii.  21 


7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  cai^e  thine  car  to  hear  ； 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  fky. 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 

8  Proud  tyrants  ftall  no  more  opprefs  ； 

No*  more  defpife  the  juft  ； 
-   And  mighty  fmners  fhall  confefs 
They  arc  but  earth  and  vduft. 


PSALM  XL    Long  Metre. 

God  loves  the  rigbtetmSf  and  hates  the  ^wicked* 

MY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ； 
Why  do  my  foes  infult  and  cry, 
Flyy  like  a  tim，rous,  trembling  dovet 
To  Sftant  woods  or  mountains  fly  ？ 

If  government  be  all  deftroy'i 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  righteous  feek  redrefs  ? 

The  Lord  in  heav,n  has  fix'd  his  throne  ； 
His  eyes  fiirvey  the  world  below  ； 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  ； 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through. 

If  he  afflicts  his  faints  fo  far, 
To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace. 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgreffors  fear  t 
His  very  foul  abhors  their  ways.  . 

On  impious  wretches  he  fKall  rain  、 
Tempefts  of  brimftone,  fire  and  death* 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom9  with  his  angry  breath. 


%i       Psalm  ii,  12. 


6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  anions  are  fincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  ,who  his  own  image  bcar.# 

PSALM  XH.   Long  Metre. 

The  faints9  fafety     hope  in  evil  times  ；  or^ftns  of the 
tongue  complained  of,  viz.  blqfpbemy9falfebood^ 

1  T   ORD,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appe^ 

j    Virtue  and  truth  will  flee  away  ； 
A  faithful  man  among  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe,  when  neighbours  meet, 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  looft  and  vain  ； 
Their  lips  are  fiattrry  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceijt  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  longt 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  cpjifound 
The  flattering  and  blafpheming  tongue, 

4  Yet  Jhedl  our  words  be  free9  they  cry, 
Our  tongues  Jhall  h  control9d  by  none  t 
Where  is  the  Lord  nvi/I  ajk  «/  nvfy  ？ 
Or  fay  our  lips  are  not  our  enm  ？ 

5  The  Lord,  who  fees  the  poor  opprefs'd, 
And  hears  th，  oppreflbr's  haughty  drain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

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

Not  filver,  fev，n  times  purify'd 

From  drof$  and  mixture,  ihines  fo  clear. 


Psalm  12.  13 


Thy  grace  fliall,  in  the  darkeft  hour. 
Defend  the  holy  foul  from  harm  ； 
Though  when  the  vileft  men  have  pow¥, 
On  ev'ry  fide  will  finners  fwarm. 


I     PSALM  XII.    Commoa  Metre. 


Cimplaint  of  a  general  corruption  of  manners  ；  or 
the  protmfis  tf  Jigns.  qf  Cbrijrs  coming  to  judgment, 

I  TTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  ； 


The  fons  of  vidence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promifes.  they  break. 

Yet  a£t  the  flatt'rer's  part  ； 
With  fair*  deceitful  lips  they  ipeak^ 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie, 

Haw  is  their  fury  ftirr'd  \ 
Are  not  our  lips  our  em",  they  cry> 
And  nvho  Jhall  he  cur  Lord  ？ 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  cv'ry  fide, 

Whtrre  a  vil«  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  feats  of  pow'ir  and  pride. 
And  bear  the  IVord  in  ram. 

Pause. 

5  Lord,'  when  iniqmties  abound, 

And  blafpliemy  grows  bolcf,  " 
When  faith  h  harSy  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxnig  cold  j 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  haft'hing  on  ？ 

Haft  thou  not  giv，n  the  fign  ？ 
May  we  not  truft  and  livc  upoo: 
A  promUe.fe  divine  ？' 


24       Psalm  12，  13. 


7  "  Yes,  faitb  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

And  make  opprefibrs  flee  ； 
I  (hall  appear  to  their  furprife, 
And  fet  my  fervants  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  filver  fev'n  times  try，d， 

Through  ages  ihaQ  endure  : 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide 
Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 


PSALM  XIII.   Long  Metre- 

*  Pleading  with  God  under  defertttn  ；  or  hope  in  darknef$» 

I  T  TOW  long,  O  Lord,  fiiall  I  complain 
JL  JL  Like  one  who  feeks  his  God  in  vaiu  ？ 
Canft  thou  thy  face  forever  hide, 
And  I  ftill  pray  and  be  deny'd  I 

a  Shall  I  forever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardeft  not  ？ 
Still  fhall  my  foul  thy  abfence  moutn  ？ 
And  ftill  ddpair  of  thy  return  I 

3  How  long  ihall  my  poor  troubled  breaft 
Be  wkh  thefe  anxious  thoughts  opprefs'd  i 
Andf  fatan9  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  ib  low  ？  、 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relieff 
Before  my  death  .concludes  my  gTicf; 

If  thou  withhold'ft  thy  heav'nly  light,; 
I  fleep  in  everlaftmg  night. 

5  ."ISow  will  the  pow'rs  of  Tdarknefs  ^Qaft^  * 
If  but  one  praying  foul  be  loft  J  : 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  grace. 
And  fhall  again  behold  diy  fac 홧 


Psalm  12,  13.  25 

6  Whatever  my  fears  or  foes  fuggeft» 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  \ 
My  heart  ihall  feel  thy  fove,  and  raife 
My  cheerful  voice  to  fongs  of  praife.  x 

PSALM  Xffl.   Common M^tre. 

Cgmplaint  under  temptations  of  the  deftfl* 

"OW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy 
My  God,  how  long  delay  } 
(hall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays 
luch  chafe  my  fears  away  i 

2  How  long  fhall  my  poor  lab'ring  find 
Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ？ 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  eontrol^ 
And  cafe  my  raging  pain: 

^  See  B«w  the  prince  of  darkne&  tritft 
All  his  malicious  arts  ； 
He  fprcads  a  mift  around  mjr  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fon,  be  them  my  Oddd  ； 

My  ibtil  in  fafcty  keep  ； 
Make  haik,  before  mbe  eyes  are 
In  death's  eternal  fleep , 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boaft  sdottd 

If  I  become  his  prey  ？ 
Behold  die  f^ns  of  kdl  grow  prou4 
At  thy  fo  lofig  delay  » 

6  Bnt^ey  (hail  <ly  at  Ay  retake, 

And  fatan  1 냈 de  his  head :  • 
He  kaows  the  terrars  of  thy  bok, 
And  hears  tiy  voice-mdv  dre^i 
D 


iS        Psalm  13,  14. 


7  Thou  v^ilt  dUphty  that  forVeign  gr^oe 
Where  «M  myliofjc*  hawe  haxsg  i 
I  {hall  emplof  my  lips  tn  praHb, 
Und  vid^ry  ftall  be  fuag. 

PSAIM  XIV.   Ftrjl^art.  Com.  Met, 

^fiy  natwpe  mU  men  arejinum. 

'，t  T^OOLS  m  their  hearts  belierc  and 
*    JP    "  Th«t  all  religion^  rain  ； 

«<Ttere  is  no  God  tkat  xcigns  on  h^h, 
"  Or  mind^  th'  affairs  otmen," 

t  Frojn  tboughu  fo  dreadful  and  pnifttiie^ 
Corrupt  di&ourie  proceeds  ； 
And  in'Asir  tmptous  kmd%  are  found 
Abominahfe  deeds. 

.  3  The  hard  £ras&  Ms  aoekftial  duone» 
Look'd  down  on  tl»ngiB  below, 
To  find.&e^Baa  that  fought  bis  gxicei 
Or  did  his  .jiftftioe  know* 

4  By  t^tsm  aU  are  gone  aibayi 

Their  pradipe  w  the  £u»e  : 
Tke»'«  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hud, 
There's  none  that  Iovcb  his  aaouu 

5  Their  tong«a&.are  ns'd  to  ^ieftkrdecefit4 

*    Their  flanders  serer  oftafe;  • 
How  fwift  toimfchief  ave  t^eir  feet  i 
Nor  know  the.patSu  of  ppace.  -  . 

6  Such  feeds  trfrib  (ih^t  hiftet  ix»ot)  * 
,  In  ev'ry  heart  are  fymd  ； 
Nor  caa  ^dicy  hear  diviner  £miu 

'Till^gwc  Tefioe  the  ground. 


*  Psalm  14^  15.  17  ， 
PSALM  XIV.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre- 

7be  folly  •/ perjecufors. 
x    A  RE  finners  now  fo  fcnfefefs  grown,  、 
jCJl.   That  they  the  faints  devour^ 
And  never  worftip.  at  thy  throne,  • 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow,,  > 

2  Great  God  f  appear  to  their  furprift,. 

Reveal  ihj  dreadful  name  f 
X>et  them  no  more  thy  wrtth  dtfyl&% 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  flume. 

3  Doft  t&«w  not  dwell  am^ng  &.ei  f 

And  yet  our  foes  deride. 
That  we  {tioald  make  thy  nane  cmr  ttuft : 
Great  God  ！  confound  t^eir  pride. 

4.  O  tbat  the  jofful  day  wa»  come^ 

To  fisifk  our  dllke&  ！  、  ᅳ 

*Whea  God  (hall  bring  his.  dbOdrdxi  hotofif 
Oar  fongs  fhaU  nover  cea&. 

PSALM  XV/  Commim  Msm^ 

CbaraBer  of  a  Jbfrft  i  tr,  a  Mzen  of       J  or, 
the  fialifip^m  cf  tt  cb^yikm. 

l'  TTJTHO  ftatt  inhabit  in  tby  hdV 
V  V    O  God  of  h«lin«ft  \ 
Whom  wi\\  tke  L«rd  admtc  t6  dwett 
,  So  fi«sur  his  thvoae  of  graee  i' 

f  The  man  that  vrzlts  in  prous  wayj, 
And  m>rk«  with  rigi^eous  hand^ 
That  tm<b  Mi  Maker's  pi^iiiiles, 
And  follow*  his  commwds. 

3  He  fpeak$  die  fneaidng  of  his  h«sirc9 
Nor  flandm  with  his  toague  ^ 


28  *       Psalm  15. 


Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  finner  he  contemns, 
Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ； 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwears 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

f  His  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribo. 

And  never  gripe  the  poor  : 
'  This,  man  ihall  dwell  with  God  on  eartb, 


PSALM  XV.    Long  Metre. 


JUiigipn  and jufliee9  goodnefs  H  truth;  ory  dutUt  t9 
Xhd     man  ；  §r9  the  qualifications  of  a  cbrifiian^ 

i  TXT  HO  fliall  afcend  diy  heav'nly  p&ee» 
VV  Grtatfcod,  and  dwcH  before  thy  iGstcc? 
The  man  that  minds  reUgton  now. 


Whok  lips  fiffl  i^ak  the  thing  they  mean 
^Kp  flanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ； 
；,  ite  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong, 

3  [Scarce,  will  he  truft  an  ill  report,  ' 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour^  hu|t  t 
Sinners  of  Aate  ke  can  de^ifej 

Btit  faints  are  hoixmrM  in  bis  eyes.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  ftood, 
And  always  makes  his  promife  good  ； 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  tHng  he  fweats9 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears.  3 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold. 
And  mourns  that  jufticc  fliquld  be  fold  : 


While  others  gripe  and  ^rind  thf  poor. 
Sweet  charity  attends  ht&  4oor.j 

€  He  lo«s  Ms  eivenhes,  an 센  prays 
For  thofe  that  curft  him  to  bis  face  ； 
And  doth  to  all  xhten  (121  the  fkme, 
That  he  wouMhOjpeov  vi&frM  tbftfU  • 

7  Yet,  whett  his  holieft  worfe  are  cton^4 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  afone  ; 
This  is  the  mzn  thjr  face  (halt  fee,  , 
And  dwell  lbreverf  Lord,  with  diee^ 

PSALM  XVI.  FirfiParf.  LongMrtrc. 

Cmftjim  0/  our  fpvertj,  and  fitlnts  the  hejk  tcith 
panjf  ；  or,  good  morkx  profit  ntfn%  not  God. 

i  T>  RESERVE  ne,  Lovd,  in  time  «f  ^ttdy 
Sl    For  fttoco^ir     tky  throne  I  icc^ 
Bui  h^ve  iiQ  merits  tjiere  to  pfeaj  ； 
My  gocdaefs  clannot  reach  to  thee. 

a  Oft  bare  my  heart  «nd  tongue  eonk&f 
How  empty  aud  how  poor  I  am  ) 
M7  prai&  can  never  make  thee  ildkp 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  uame. 

3  Yet,  Lard/  thy  faints  on  earth  maj  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  urn  do  ^ 
Thefe  are  Ac  company*  I  keep, 
Tbefc  are  the  choiccft  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choofe  the  fons  of  mirth*  " 
To  glv«  a  tt&Qi  to  their  wine  ； 

I  love  Ae  men  o£  hcay'rily  birth,  , 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  dSvhie 넣 


3o  Psalm  iS.   

PSALM  XVI.  2d  Part,  tong  Metre. 

Cbrtfl^s  MS^ideney.    '  、 
I  TTOW  feft  their  guik  and  ferrows  rife, 
XX  Who  hafte  to  feck  fom$  idol  god  i  . 
•I  vill  not  tafte  their  facrifice. 
Their  oflF'rings  of  forbidden  blood. 

%  My*.  God  provides  a  ridier  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  } 
He  for  my  life  has  offcr'd  up 
Jefus,  his  beft  Beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  •; 

ᅳ  By  day  hi&  counfels  guide  me  right  ； 
And>  be  his  naxne  forever  blcft, 
•Who  gives  me  fWeet  advice  by  nlgkt. 

4  I  fet  him  dill  before  mine  eyes  ； 
At  my  right  hand  he  fiands  prepaid 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  farprife, 
And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

PSALM  XVI.  3^  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Courage  in  deatb,  and  hope  of  the  refurreSion. 

1  \Kf  HEN  God  is  nigh,my  faith  is  ftrong, 

VV  His  arm  Is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue,  , 
My  dying  fleflx  fliall  reft  in  hope. 

2  Thougli  in  the  daft  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
Mf  loul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  fiefh  fhall  thy  firft  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  duft  and  rife  on  high  ； 
Then  ftalt  thou  lead  flie  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  tbrcme  above  the  flty. 


PsAlm  i 6.  31 


4  There  dreams  of  endkls  pleafure  flow. 
And  full  difcov'ries  of  thy  grace, 
(Which  wc  bat  tailed  here  bdow) 
Spread  heav'nlj  joys  diroagh  all  die  place. 

PSALM  XVI.  1—8.  iftFarU  C.Metre-s 

St^fert  €md  emmfel  fivm  CODf  mtbout  merit* 

1  O  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  cr'ry  foe  : 
O    In  thee  my  truft  I  place. 
Though  all  eke  good,  that  I  can  do. 
Can  ne'er  deierve  thy  grace. 

z  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 
The  faints  may  profit  by't  ； 
The  feints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight. 

3  Let  Hjeatbens  to  their  idols  halb. 

And  worflvip  wood  or  ftone  ； 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 
Where  tht  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conftant  food  ； 

He  fills  my  <iailjr  cup  ； 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefenr  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ！  * 

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

6  My  foul  would  aU  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all*feeing  eye  : 
Nor  death  nor  hell  my  hopes  ihall.move, 
While  fuch  a  friend  is  nigh. 


^2  Psalm  16，  17. 

PSALM  XVI.  ad  Part.  Com.  Mtvr^ 

The  ditttk  ml  rtfurn0l9n  tf  tht4J$» 
I  "  T  SET ！，  the Lardlwfore  my  fece,  ' 
X    "  He  bears  my  courage  tip  ； 
«♦  Mj  heart  and  tongue  tfieif  joy  pjprcft*  • 
"  Uj  AcQk  ihall  raft  m  bdpe. 

%  "  Mylpiflt,  Lord,  tbou  wih  not  leave 
w  Whfrc  folds  departed  are  ； 
•*  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
"  To  fee  corruption  th 했 e, 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  Kfe, 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  throue  ; 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pkafure  give  ； 
"  Thy  prefeucc,  joys  unknown.'* 

4  [Thus,  in  the  nxme  of  Chfifi  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue, 

5  Jefus,  whom  cv'rjp  fal^a  adoios^ 

Was  crucify'd  and  ilain  ； 
Behold  the  totob  its  prey  reffdres  t 
Behold,  he  lives  again  ！ 

^  When  fhall  my  feet  arife  and  Stzni 
On  heav'n's  eternal  hills  ？ 
TCere  fits  the  Son  at  Godfs  right  Hand, 
And  there  tke  Father  fmlfes.} 

PSALM  XVII.  vera  3,&c.  Short  Metre. 

^•rrfwi  of  faints  and  Jinnert  ；  w，  bopt  and  defpair  in  diatb. 

I      A  RISE,  my  gracious  Godf 

jCjL    And  make  the  wkked  flee ； 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  rod 
To  drive  tiby  j(irints  to  th«e« 


Psalm  17.  33 


2  Behold,  the  {inner  dies. 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  : 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafxire  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain* 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance* 
And  boaft  of  all  his  (lore  ； 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance. 
My  foml  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  (hall  behold  the  face 
"  Of  my  forgiving  God  ； 

-  And  Hand  complete  in  righteoufnefi, 
Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 

DTtft  in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath  i 

PSALM  XVII.   Long  Metre. 

Tit  fiium^s  portion  a»d  faints  hope  /  9r,  tbe  ' 
Jbeaven  tf/tfarate fiuhf  and  tbe  refurrtSion. 

'i  T  ORD,  1  am  thine ；  but  tbou  vrxit prove 
JLu  My  £uth9  my  patience,  and  my  love  : 
When  men  of  ipite  againft  mt  join. 
They  art  the  fworc^  me  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lit  below  ；  . ' 
Tis  all  tbe  happinefs  they  know  ； 

Tis  aU  they  feck  :  they  take  their  lhares. 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heir$.v 

3  What  fitmers  value,  I  rtfiga  % 
Lord,  'tis  enongh  Aat  thou  *rt  mmc  s 
I  (hall  behold  thy  blifsfol  face, 

And  ftand  com^eu  in  rigbteoufnefs- 


34       Psalm  17,  18. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  ftow  ； 
But  the  bright  world  to  whicli  I  go 
Hath  joys  mbftantia}  and  fincerc  ； 
When  flxall  I  'wake  and  find  me  diere  i 

5  O  glorious  hoar  ！  O  bleft  abode  ！ 

near  and  like  my  God  ； 
And  flefh  and  fin  no  more  control 
The  facred  pleafares  of  the  fonl. 

6  My  flefli  Audi  ffambcr  in  the  groundU 
,TiU  the  laft  trumpet^  joyful  found  :   *  - 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fwcet  faiprifi^\ 
And  in  raj  Saviour's  image  rife. 

PSALM  XVIIL  i/iPart.  LongMetrei 

Deliver  Ante  f^m  devoir  ^  ir,  tempiatunu  9vertonu» 

1 HEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftr»gtfa9 
My  rock,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defence  \ 
mighty  arm  lbsdl  be  my  truft; 
E  hstrt  fband  ialration  thence. 

Dsath  and  th<*  terrors  of  Ae  grave 
Stood  rotrad  me  with  dicir  dmnal  fl«ftdfe  ； 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rofcf.  , 
And  maifc  mj  fbiiag  foul  afraid 

I  faw  the  GfMag  gates  of  fcdt, 
With  en^dk  pains  ^nd  ibrrows  tfiierev 
Wkich  none  but  they  that  feel  «3»  ulU 
WhUe  I  \yas  hiatrry9d  to  d^ain 

In  'my  difttdi,  I  called  my  Ood9 
Whtn  l  could  ibarce  believe  him  mloe  f 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint  ； 
Their  did  hif  gjrac»  ^fpetw  diviae* 


1 


Psalm  iB. 

-    ■       ■  ᅵ     ■  ■  ■  ■         ■  ■  — ^ww^J 

j  [With  $)eed  fats  flew  to  mj  vdief, 
As  on  a  cherubs  wimg  fae  rode  ； 
Awfuf  smd  bright  a«  Ogfat'ning  (hone 
The  fece  of  my  Ddiv'rcr,  God, 
6  Temptations  fled  at  hh  rebuke. 


The  blaft  of  his  Almighty  bres^h  ； 
He  fent  iklvation  from  on  high, 
And  drew  roe  from  tbc  deeps  of  death- 3 

7  were  my  fean,  my  foes  were  grett  ； 
Mtk& was  ^mrftraigtb9«iid more  their  rage  } 
But  Chrift,  my  Lor4»  is  conqueror  ftitl, 

In  all  Ae  wars  that  devits  wage. 

8  Mj  iong  £>rever  ihall  record 

、  That  teriihk,  that  joyful  hour  ； 
And  ^ve  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  bis  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 


PSALM  J  VIII.  zo—z6. 2d  Part.  L.Met* 


Simcriiy  proved  and  mtmrMsd* 

1  T  OitD,  tkou  liaft  ieen  my  f<ml  fin«ere9 
L  j  Haft  made  thj  truth  and  love  appear  | 
Before  mme  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 

And  thou  haft  pwn'd  4aij  rigbtoous  cauic* 

2  Siace  I  have  learn'd  thy  I10I7  ways, 
I've  valk'd  upright  befo>  ?  thy  face  : 
Or,  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

'Twas  never  with  a  wkted  heart.  • 

3  Wha^iore  ien^itatioas  broke  my  xeft  ！ 
Wbat  w^rs  a^d  firugglii^s  in  mjr  breaft  ！ 
But  through  thy  grace  that  mgns  within, 
I  guard  ^gaiixft  my  darling  fin. 

i  Thai  fin  that  clofe  bekts  me  fUU, 
That  wpj^  a^d  ftrives  againft  «iy  ymXl  1 


Psalm  iS. 


When  fhall  thy  pint's  fov'rcign  pow'r 
Dcftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

[With  an  impartial  hand>  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  xncxrtals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  ihatt  fine! 
A  God  as  fkithful  and  as  kind. 
The  jaft  and  pure  fball  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  dian  they 
And  men  thzt  lore 
God  hath  an  arm     vengeance  toe,*) 


PSALM  XVIII.  ^dPart.  Long  Metre, 

Ver.  30,  31,  33,  45,  46,  &c, 
Rejoicing  in  God  ；  or,falvatiun  and  trinmpbm 
x  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
J  Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode  ； 
Who  is  a  God,  befide  the  Lord  ？ 
Or,  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ？ 

2  *Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might. 
Gives  me  his  holy  (word  to  wield  \ 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight^ 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my 

3  He  lives  (and  bleffed  be  my  Rock)  - 
•The  God  of  my  falvation  lives  : 
The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  brake  j 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  give$. 

4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name  ； 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage» 
But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  (hame, 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  feed 
Thy  grace  forever  fhall  extend  ； 

Thy  love  to  faints  in  Chrift  their  Head,  • 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  cadt 


PSALftf  XSTlft.  ytfurt.  Com.  Metre. 

Vi9ox^  aft4<tfi¥mfbjoiatr  temporal  4mmuu  • 

1  X2T7"E  love  thcci  Lord,  and  we  adore  ； 

Yw      Now.  is  thine  arm  rcveal'd  & 
Thou  zxt  our  ftrength,  our  beaV'nly  to^n 
Our  bulvwk  and  ouc  (UebL 

2  Uh  our  etcnud'  Riods, 
And，  fod:  a'  Aire  d(6nce  ； 

Hist  holjr  naaae  our'  lips-  mwobr » 
And  dnw  ialvation  thtootb 

3  W^e^God*  mu-)  Leader  (Unw  in  gnns# 

What  iqcntal  beart  can  bear 
The  thundor  cS      lood  alarmsy 
The  l^^ning  of  Ids  fjmsr  ？、 

4；  He  rid»r  jyport  the  vkqped?  wind^ 
And  aoge]6,  in'arraj, 
In  i|uIUims  vaitt  to  Jbdgw  hk  mmd^ 
Aod  fwi&  as  flmc&  obqr; 

J  He  fpea)9»  auid  at  Uttfiom  nbvto' 
Whole  annieft  aim  difmay^d  ； 
His  voic3B#  Ins  .irowD)  fak  angry- look 
Strikes  ail  dieir  coumgc^  dead: 

6  He  fonps  our  gen'rah  for  th'&  fitl^ 
With  all  dieir  dmdftil  fldll, 
Gnrct  tfaem  h»  a， 
And  makei  tbm^- 


7  [He  arms  our  cap 
Though  dneve  hi 
(He  girded  Cyrtu  \ 

But  Ofrut  inm 

£ 


of  ftecL 

ih»  ta  the  flg&t» 
Harness- forgpts 
his  ni^t» 


38  Psalm  18. 


8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  bleft^ 
For  his  own  church's  fake  ； 
The  pow'rsi  that  give  his  people  reft; 
Shall  of  his  care  partake,  j 


PSALM  XVIII.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre, 

The  conqueror*^  fang* 

1  »TnO  thin^  jdmightj  arm  we  owe. 

JL     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ； 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

2  ，Tis  by  thine  aid  bur  troops'  prevail^ 

And  break  united  pow'rs  ； 
Or  burn  their  boafted  fteets,  or  fcale  ' 
The  proudeft  of  their  tow^s. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  fieldt 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground,  ' 
While  thy  (alvation  was  our  ihield. 
But  they  no  ihelter  found  ！ 

4  In  vaixi  to  ithd  faints  they  crjr> 

And  perifh  in  their  blood : 
WUere  .is  a  Rock  fo  greats  fo  higb» 
So  powerful  as  our  God  ？ 

5  The  Rock  of  Ifr'd  ever  liyes  ； 

His  name  be  ercr  bleft  ； 
，TU  his. own  arm  the  viSt'rj  ghres. 
And  gives  his  people  reft* 

6  On  kings  that  reign  as  David  dkf,    '  • 

He  pours  his  bleffings  down  ； 
Secures  their  honours  to  their  leed> 
And  well  fupports  their  crown. 


PSALM  XIX.  \Jl  Part.  Short  Metre. 

The  kook  of  nature  and  fcripture. 

For  a  Lord's-daj  morning. 

r'lSEHOLD  the  "10%"  fky       'ᅳ ~ 
Jt3    Declares  its  Maker  God, 
And  all  his  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow*r  abroad. 

a    The  darkneis  and  the*light 

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

3  In  ev'ry  diffVent  land 

Their  gexxVal  voice  is  known  ；  ^ 
They  (hew  the  wonders  of  his  bsni$ 
-  And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  cfari(Han  lands  rejoice  ！;  . 

Here  he  reveals  hh  word  ；  ； 
We  are  not  .left  to  nature^s  .voice 
To  bid  us  know  0ie  Lord. 

5  His  ftatates  and  cotmnamds 

Ar«  fet  before  our  eyes  ；  •  I  •  、 
He  puts,  his -gofpel  in  ^our  hands, .  ᅭ 
Where  our  falyation.  ^es» 

6  His  lavs  are  juft  and 4  pure  후,! r  { 
His  truth  without  deceit  j  '  * 

His  promifes  forever  fure,  : 
And  his  rewards  are  great*  ,:. 

7  [Npt  honey  to  the  telle  c 
A£tords  fo  much  delight  ；  . 

Nor  gcddt  that  has  the  furnace  pafsM,  - 
So  much  allures  the  fight-'  ■   r  • 


49         PsiAlu  tgi. 

8      While  of  thy  works  I  fing,  • 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim,  • 
Accept  the  pr^fe^  fnyGoAy  fay  £kg9 
In  my  Rediemtfr*?  name  3  - 

PSALM  XIX.  izdFart.  Short  Metre. 

Cod*t  v/ofd  mop  excetltht'\  >r,  fncerity  art'd  wdtdfulnefi, 

Tor  a  lord's-day  iSiornmg. 
,  i     TJEHOLJ)  the  nftMnJng  fun 
JP    it^ns  ； Ms  ^loribas  wa^r  1 
Uh  bestms  ^htoitgh  all  ifae  nations  :tasu 
And  life  ««d  light  convey. 
%     But  where,  the  gofpel  comes, 
It  fpteads  dtt«kle^  light; 
It  calls  ikttd  fmnm  from  <bsir  ton&bs, 
A»A  gbrcs  the  bVskd  tbtir  .figbt, 

}     How  pexfeft  is  tfey  Word  ! 
And  all       fokigments  j«ft  ； 
For  ever        thy  ^premiTe,  Lord> 
ᅳ  And  ttefa  >fee>&Yel]r  tmft, 

♦    My  gracious  God,  how  plafn  '  " 
Are  thy  'dtasAinis  i 
O  may  I  new  read  in  (vk»Bt 
But  £nd  ithe  jparii  to  rhpawhi. 

PAH'S1*. 

f     I  hear  liqr  Tfwd  ivkh  Irm 뇨  、  . 
And  I  yronld  iaia  <Aey  ； 
Send  thy  good  Sptrk  fwta  above 
To  gui£  me,  left  I  Ba^f. 

C     O  who  can  ever  £nd 
The  errors  of  his  nwa^a  I 
Yet  "Wttth  a  bold  ptefixmptuxnu  ioMi  * 
I  would  .ikot  dare  txan%rcfs. 


Psalm  ig*  41 


7  Warn  me  of  cv'ry  fin  | 
Forgive  my  ieaet  fauljts. 

And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  ipine9 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts, 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  "tonj^ic 
,  .  I  fpread  thy  praife  abrpad. 

Accept  the  worfhip  and  the  fong, 
My  Saviour  and  my  Qpd. 

PSALM  XIX.    Long  Metre. 

The  book  of  nature  and  of  feripture  compared  /  orf 
the  glory  faid  fwcefs  of  the  go/peL 

1  nnHE  heavens  declare  thy  gloty,  Lord  ； 

JL    In  cv'ry  ftar  thy  wifdom  ihines  : 
But,  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  xhj  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  roUmg  ftm,  the  changing  light* 
And  nights,  and  days,  thy  pow'r  con£e&  ； 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  jttfticc  »nd  thy  grace. 

3  Snn,  inoon  and  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  (land : 
So  when  thy  truth  began  ite  ra". 

It  touch'd  and  on  er'ry  land. 

4  Nor  fiiall  tRy  fpreading  golpel  reft 

'Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  \ 
Till  Chrift  has  all  the  nations  bleft, 
That  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteonfnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  worid  with  hckv'nly  light : 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife  5  • 
Thy  &wcs  are  puic,  thy  judgments  right. 
E  V 


6  rhy  nobleft  bonders  here  tre  Vfew, 
In  fouls  renewed,  and  fms  fb^hr'tt,:  , 
Lord,  ckatiib  toy  ikte,  Trty  fom  ttncir, 
And  make  tby  word  mj  goidfe  to  lieav'n. 


PSALM  £IX.   PaTticuiar  Metre. 

The  book  &f  naiufe  and  fir^hir^ 

t     ^eatGod,  5ie  heav'n's  well-order*dfi«me 
^-^  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  natne : 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  &k»  5- 
A  tiiojifand  ftarry  beauties  diere, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
、  Of  boundlds  ppw'r  and  iki&  divkie. 

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

Leftures  of  heav*nly  wifSom  isead  \ 
With  iUent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  pra&fe, 

And  tteitber  fimnd  nor  language  need* 

3  Yet  their  divkie  inflru^tons  TUn 
Far  as  the  joomies  of  th«  £m9 

And  ev*ry  nation  Imows  Aeir  voice  ； 
The  fun,  like  forae  y^oung  biidegroom  drcft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft* 

Rolls  roimdt  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  ipreads  Ws  beams  abroad^ 
HejTmiles,  and  fpeaks  hi$  Maker  God  ； 

All  nature  joiz»  to  fliewthy  pr&iie.  ' 
Thus  <God  in  ^rj  orcaome  iUnes  ； 
Fair  ii^'tiw.  book  «f  nattne^s  Jiors, 

.But  fitirer  is  Ay  haplc  ef  grace.  . 


Psalm  "  43 

P  A  0  S  C. 

5  I  km  한 ie  flumes  of  dijr  wti.  ； 
What  light  tttui  fly        levrts  atRlrd 

fools  benighted  and  diftreft  1 
Thj  precapu  ^aide  my  deubtfcil  way  % 
Thy        forbids  say  &et  to  ftnty  ； 
Thj  ^oaaCb  leads  my  heart  «o  reft. 

6  Ftotti  the  difiH^rict  rf  df)r  law 

The  perfed  ndes  of  life '!  draw  t  ( 
Thdc  are  my  ftudj  and  <ielight  ；  f 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte^ 
Ner  gold,  ih^t  liadi  the  furnace  pafi, 
Appears  fo  pleafmg  to  the  fight. 

7  Thy  ifastat'niags  w«ke  mj  flamVri^g  tycs, 
And  warn  me  where  nqr  danger  lies  ； 

But  lis  tfay  Uefled  fb%>el,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  euilty  confeience  cleaiii 
Converts  my  ibuf,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward 

B  Who  knows  tbe  errors  t£  hu  thoughts  ？ 
My  God,  forgive  xny  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefuxnptuoos  fms  reftrain  ； 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife» 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace. 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

PSALM  XX,   Long  Metre. ᅳ 

For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 

"OW  may  tlie  God  of  poVr  and  grace 

Attend  his  people's  hwoible  cry  i 
c"ndk  bears  mhm  px^i^ 
iaings  deUfr>nnKe  fbaan  on  high.  ^ 


44  '、  Psalm  ^or  21.  - 

%  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 

Better  than  fhields  or  brazen  walls  $  k 
from  his  fan^hiary  fends  ' 
Succour  aricj  ftrength,  when  Zion  calls* 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs  ； 
His '  love  exceeds  our  beft  deferts  ； 

His  love  accepts  the  facrifice  i 
Of  humble  groans  and.  broken  hearts,  - 

4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hope. 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifr'eVs  God 
Our  troops  fhall  lift  dbeir  banners  up. 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 

.    And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafU  % 
0ur  fureft  ezpedtations  are 
From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  holls. 

6  [O  may  the  mem^y  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight  ！ 

Our  foes  fhall  fall  and  die  with  (hame9 
Or  quit  the  field  with  (hameful  flight.]. 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  Qsmiii  fear  ； 
Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
'Till  thy  falvation  (hall  appear, 

An4  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong. 

PSALM  XXL  Com,  Metre.  Aimed. 

•      -  Our  country  the  care  of  heaven.  • 
x  /^VUR  land,0  Lord,  wkh  fongs  of  praife 

V^r"  Sh^ll  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice  ； 

And,  bleft  with  thy  falvation,  raife  : 
\    To  heay'n  tkeir  cheerful  vdce. ,  " 
2  Thy  fure  tfefeiice,  dirbagh  natiohs  r6iind9 

. . '  jHks  ipreadl  our  .mroiid^-oas  ttstnQ 


 Psalm  21.  45 

And  our  fucoefsfiil  a£tiom  crown!d 
With  iafpkf  and  fame. 

3  Then  «kt  -our  istnd  i>n  Gad  atone 
For  tihvcly  «td  rely  ； 
His  m$TC^y9  Hvhich  adores  liis  threat, 

Shall  sdl  ear  wanls  fupplf. 
Bat,  tighteow  Lmd^  dqr  fttibbe^n  «9es 

"  arm  ttudl  find  out  (tiofk 
all  jiift  <ommatxd. 
thoo  againft  them  doft  engage, 
r  juft,  but  drtadfU  doom 
like  a  fiery  oven*s  rtge9 
eir  hopes  ud  them  confume. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wonffrous  pow'r  decUret 
And  thus  exah  thy  fame  ； 
Wbilft  we  gkd  ibngs  of  jpr^Uc  prepase 
For  thine  almighty  name.  

PSALM  XXL  ven  1—9.  Long  Metre. 

Cbrtfi  exalttd  to  the  kingdom. 

1  T^VAVID  rejoic'd-in  Ood  Ws  ftp 
\J  Raised  to  the  throne  by  Special  \ 
But  Chrift  the  ISon  appears  at  bug 
Fulfils  the  triumpH  and  the  praife« 

%  Howr  grekz  is  nbe  Meffldi's  joy- 
In  the  fahratioti  of  thy  hand  1 
Lord,  thda  h^t  rstisM  his  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'ti  the  world  to  Jris  command. 

3  Tbj  gaodaefr  igtantt  "whatt'er  he  mill* 
Nor  doth  tiie         teqveft  withhold  -; 
Blefllngs  of  love  invent  hitn  flail* 
And  crowng  af^lor^t  not  of  *g*lcL 


46       Psalm  ai,'  22, 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  fhlne  ； 

Blcft  with  the  favour  of  thy  iajce,  :  •  . 
And  length  of  everlafting  days.    -  '- 

5  Thine  faftnil  ihall  find  out  all  hh  foes  ；  ' 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and.  lhring  coak»  I  ^ 
So  (hall  thy  math  devour  tbfir  fools. 

PSALM  XXII.  iftPdrt;  Com.3V$etre. 

Ver.  1— ^ 

The  Sufferings  and  death  of  CbriJK  ；  、 
t  "  "TXTHY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfoolct 
V  V     Nor  will  a  fmUe  afford  ？" 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifti  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord. )   -  " 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  faints, 
Yet  thou  can'ft  hear  a  groan  as  well,   •  r 
And  pity  our  complaints, 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name,  , 

Atid  great  deliv'rance  found  ；  ' 
But  I'm  a  worm,  defpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground.  4 

4  Shaking  the  he 흑 d,  they  ^pafs  me  bjf  ^ 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  ；  - 
"  In  vain  he  trufls  In  God9  they  cry, 
'    Negle6ied  and  forhrnJ9  t 

5  But  thou  art  he  viho  formed  wy  flefl^  \ 

By  thine  almighty  word  : 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breaft, 
Mj  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 


P^ALM  22. 


6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  ftand  thrcat'ning  round. 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  di&rds, 
And  not  a  helper  fcund  ？  * 

Fausi. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud. 
As  bulls  of  Bajhan9  fierce  and  ftrong9 
Ai  lions  roaring  loud. 

t  From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, . 
To  multiply  the  fmart  ； 
They  nail  mj  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet^ 
And  try  te  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fov'reign  hand  let  loofe     •  , 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  ,  bruife 
Tic  Son  he  loves  fo  well .? 

10  My  God,  if  poffible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  ； 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee* 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

11  My  heart  diflblves  with  pangs  unknown  ) 

In  groass  I  wafte  my  breath  ； 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  daft  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  Q>irit  up9 

And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  : 
My  dyin^  fleik  fliall  reft  In  hope. 
And  nfe  at  thy  command* 


CArWs  f^ring^  and  king4m^ 
I  "  "XTOW  frpm  the.  ro^riog  lipii's  ^agc, 
X\     "  O  Lord,  protca  thy  Son  i 
"  Nor  leave  thy  Dferikig  to  engage 
"  The  pftw?^  ^  hg&  v^n^ 

t  Thus  did  ow  fof 'ring.  8avioor  pFay» 
With  ndf^btj  crm  and*  tear» : 
God  heard  hiin^  in  tl^t  dreadfuls  daj, 
And  chas'd  away  hi 후  fear$.  • 

3  Great  vrzs  the  idi^ry  q{  bis  deatfw 

His  tbrone  edited  bi^h  ；. 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  cartiu 
Shall  worfliip,  or  (hall  die. 

4  A  num*rQtis  cjffipri^g  m.uft  ztitt 

yron|  his  expiring  groans  : 
They  ifcaQ'  be  redcohM  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  ^>ns. 

5  The  meek  ajui  bmabfe,  ipuls  ibatt  C^t 

His  tabje  ricUy  fprieau} } 
And  all,  that  ieek  th«  Lor^  f&pll  be 
With  }otjs  imm>ml  fed* 

6  The  ifles  ihall  kpow  th^  ri^hteeufneft 

Of  our  ipcarnate  God  ； 
An4  nations,  yet  unborn,  proftis 
Salvation  in  his  blood:  

PSALM  XXII.    Long  Metre, 

ChrlJ^s  firings  and  emtkatiitH  ^ 
•1  T^TOW  let  our  mournful  fbng*  record 
JlN'  The  djing  <bm>w»  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  compiaii^d  in  tean  of  b!ooi!» 
A$  one  for&kcn  of  his  God. 


Psalm  22,  23.  49 

z  The  Jenns  beheld  him  thus  forlorn. 
And  (hook  their  heads,  and  laugh,d  infeorn; 
"  tie  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave, 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

3  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

"  Ged  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  ； 

"  If  God  the  blefied  lov'd  him  fo, 

"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ？， * 

4  Barbarous  people  ！  cruel  priefb  ！ 
How  they  flood  round  like  favage  bealb9 
Like  lions  gaping  to  (kvour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
'Till  (beams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ； 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

Axid  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry  ； 
Raised  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ； 
The  nations  learn  his  rig^iteoufhefs, 
Aad  humble  finners  tafte  his  grace. 

PSALM  XXIIL   Long  Metre. 

God  otlr  Shepherd* 

1  "jy^TY  ftepherd  is  the  living  Lord : 
JWJL  Now  fliall  my  wants  be  wdl  fupplyM; 
His  providence  and  ho\j  word, 
Become  my  fafety  and  mj  guide. 

2  In  paftnres  where  (alvation  grows 

He  makes  zne  feed,  he  makes  me  reft  ； 
There  living  water  gently  dows, 
And  all  tlie  food's  divinely  ble^b. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  roiftake, 
But  he  reftores  my  foul  U>  peace, 

F  ^ 


50  Psalm  2^. 

And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy^s  fake, 
In  the  feir  paths  of  righteonferfs. 

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

My  heart  and  hope  (hall  never  fail^ 
For  God  my  ftephcrd's  with  me  Acre. 

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

6  The  Cms  of  e^rth  md  fons  of  bell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  tabic  fpread  Co  well, 
With  living  bread,  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  m  my  liead 
Thy  fpirit  condefcends  to  reft! 

*Tis  a  divine  anointing,  (bed  ' 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 

.Attend  his  houfehold  all  their  days  ；  ^ 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  hU  word. 
To  feek  his  face  and  fing  his  praife.J 

PSALM  XXIII.    Common  Metre. 

1  Ty/TY  fliepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
XVX  Jehovah  is  fais  name  ； 

In  paftures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beiide  the  living  ftream. 

2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  bacfc, 

When  I  forfake  his  ways  ； 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  paths  of  mrth  and  grace. 


^  Psalm  23,  51 

3  Whea  I  walk  through  the  ibades  of  death, 

Thy  preieace  is  my  (lay  ； 
A  word  of  tby  iiipporting  breath, 
Drives  all  my  tears  awaj. 

4  Thy  haad,  in  fight  of  all  my  foes» 

Doth  ftill  my  table  fpread  ； 
Mjr  cup  with  bleflings  overflows, 
Thine  cH  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fare  prorifioos  erf"  my  God 

Attend  mc  all  my  days  ； 
O  nay  thy  honfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettkd  re(^  , 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ftranger  or  a  gueftf 
But  Wtc  a  child  at  home. 


PSALM  XXIIL   Short  Metrc^ 

'1    'T'HE  Lord  my  &epberd  is,  • 
\      t  JL    I  ftall  be  wdl  fupplyM  ； 
Since  he  is  mine,  aiuj  I  am  hisf 
What  can  I  want  bdlde  ？ 
1    He  fcads  me  to  the  place, 
_Wterc  heavily  paftune  groups, 
Wterc  livii^r  waters  gently  paft9 
And  fall  Talvation  Sows* 

3  V  e'er  I  go  aflxaj, 

He  doth  mj  foal  reckiin* 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid9 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ； 


S2  Psalm  23,  24.  

Tho'  I  ihould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  fhade» 
M7  fbepherd's  with  mc  there. 

5  In  fight  of  all  my  foes 

"      rCbou  doft  my  table  fpread, 
My  enp  with  biddings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy.  love 
Shall  crown  my  following  days; 

Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove. 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife.  * 

PSALM  XXIV.    Common  Metre. 

Dwelling  *witb  God* 

1  'T'HE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's, 

X     With  Adam9s  num'rous  raoc  ;t 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 

2  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 
, ᅳ      May  vifit  thine  abode  ？ 

^^te  that  has  hands  from  mifefaief  clean, 
r  Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife,  and  take 

The  bleffings  of  his  grace  : 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacobs  Face. 

4  Now  let  our  fouls,  immortal  pow，rs, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare  ； 
Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors, 
The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory  ！  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ？ 
He  rules  the  nations  ；  but  to  dwell 
With  faints^  is  his  deligkt. 


^  Psalm  24,  53 

PSALM  XXIV,    Long  Metre. 

Sakts  d<weff  m  Heavm  :  or,  Cbrifi's  afcertfimu 
，i  THIS  ipaciotis  earth  is  냈  tbe  Lard's, 

He  raisM  the  building  on  the  fcas, 
And  gave  it  for  Atit  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  worid  on  hH^ti9  * 
Thy  palace,  Lord9  above  the  fty  : 

*  Wto  (hall  afceod  that  bleft  abode, 
And  dwell  fi)  near  his  maker,  God  i 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  &n, 

Whofe  heart  U  pure,  whofe  hands  arc  clean  ； 
Him  ihall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bkfs. 
And  clothe  His  foul  with  rjghteottfnefs. 

4  Thcfe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race» 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Face  \ 
Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blUsM  fight, 
And  dwell  in  cverlaftiug  light. 

P  a  u  s  c« 

J  Rejolce»  ye  ihming  wodds  on  high, 
Bdiold  die  King  of  glory  nigh  ！ 
Who  can  this  King  of  glo^y  be  ？ 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Yc  hatY9vly  gates,  your  leaves  difpla]r9 
To  make  tne  Lord  the  Sayiour  way : 
Laden  lyith  fpoils  from  e^rth  and  hell, 
The  conquVor  comes,  with  God  to  dwell* 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before. 
He  찌 is  heav'n'sr  eternal  door,  ， 
To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 

NeaT  their  Redeemer,  and  their  God.  ^ 


54  Psalm  2^.  '  

PSALM  XXV.  lJlPart.  Short  Metre. 

Ver.  X— XI*      Watting  for  pardon  and  dlreQh&m^ 
I     T  Lift  my  foul  to  God, 
JL  Mjr  truft  is  in  his  name : 
Let  not  my  foes  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  mj  fhaine. 

%     Sin  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell 
Perfuade  me  to  defpair  ； 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 
That  I  may  'fcape  the  fnare.  ' 

From  the  firft  dawning  light* 
Till  the  dark  ev'ning  rife, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait 
WHh  ever-longing  eyes, 

Remember  all  thy  grace. 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ； ' 
Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  days 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind  ； 
The  meek  fliall  learn  his  ways  5 
And  cv'ry  humble  finner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

,  For  his  own  goodnefs  fake, 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  : 
He  pardons  (though  jny  guilt  be  great) 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 


3 


4 


PSALM  XXV.  2d  Part.  Short  Metre- 

Ver.  i%9  14,  10,  J3.       Divine  JnftruSion. 
I     -TXT  HERE  fhall  the  man  be  found, 
V  V     That  fears  t9  offend  his  God  ； 
That  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
^     And  trembles  at  the  rod  ？ 


Psalm  25. 


55 


i    The  Lord  ihall  make  him  know 
The  fecrets  of  his  heart. 
The  wonders  of  fais  covenant  iliow9 
And  aH  his  love  impart* 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 
Arc  truth  and  mercy  ftill, 

Widi  fuch  as  to  his  covenant  fiand. 
And  lore  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  foals  fhall  dwell  at  eafe 
#     Before  their  Maker's  face9 

Their  .feed  fhall  tafte  the  promiies 
In  their  extcnfive  grace. 


i  PSALM  XXV.  ^dPart.  Short  Metre. 


y^r,  15—12.    Dlftreft  of  foul  ；  or,  baekjliding  dffertion^ 

I     m\l\ ^ NE  eyes  and  my  defire 
JLVJL  Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ； 
I 'lore  to  plead  his  promlfes. 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

f    %    Turn,  tarn  thee  to  my  foul  ； 


When  will  thy  hand  releafe  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  lhare  ？ 

3  When  ftall  the  fov'reign  grace 
Of  my.  forgiving  God, 

Reftore  me  from  thofe  dangVous  ways 
My  wand'ring  feet  have  trod  ！ 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Doth  bat  enlarge  iny  woe : 

My  fpirit  laisguilhes,  my  heart 
Is  defolate  and  low, 

5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 
My  forrow  new  beguxs  ； 


PSALM  XXVI.   Long  Metre* 

Selfr^xamination  :  w,  evidences  of  grace* 
x  T  UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways^ 
J  And  try  mj  reiasyand  tiy  mf  hesa^rt  ； 
My  faidi  upon  thy  promiie  ftays. 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart 

2  I  hate  to  wilk,  I  hate  to  fit, 
With  men  of  vanity  and  Des  ； 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Amongft  diy  faints  will  I  ftf^ear 
With  hands  well  wafh'd  in  innocence  ； 
But  when  I  ftand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrift  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord» 

The  temple  whtre  tl^ne  honours  dwell  ； 


56       Psalm  25,  iS. 

Look  em.  my  angaiih  and  my  paio^ 
And  pardon  sdl  m^  fins. 

Pause. 

6  Behold  the  hofts  of  hell  ！ 
How  cruel  h  their  hate  ？ 

Againft  my  life  Uiey  rife,  and  join 
Their  ftury  wiA  ^Ltc&t. 

7  O!  keep  my  foul  from  deaths 
Nor  put  nay  hope  to  fliame, 

For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  tmft 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.  • 

%     With  humble  faith  I  wait. 
To  fee  thy  face  again  ； 
Of  Ifr、d  it  fhall  ne'er  be  {aid, 
"  He  jfoug^it  the  Lord  in  yaku，. 


J  M4.  Tf 


 Psalm  26,  17.  57 

There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  word. 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  I^ct  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  laft 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood. 
Since  1  mj  days  on  earth  have  paft 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God* 

PSALM  XX m  i/^^rf.Com.Mctrc* 

Vfr.  i ― 6.    Tb€  cburcb  is  pur  delight  and  fotfi"、 

1  rT1HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  Ugbt9 

JL     And  my  falvation  too  ； 
God  is  my  ftrenedi,  nor  will  I  fev 
What  all  xny  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  defires  ； 

0 1  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  tky  faints. 
The  temples  of  xny  God. 
I  There  ftall  I  offer  my  requefts9 
And  fee  thy  beauty  ftiTl  ； 
Shall  hear  thy  xneflages  of  love» 
And  diere  inquire  thy  will. 
4  When  troubles  rife  and  ftornls  appear. 
There  may  his  children  hide  ； 
God  has  a  ftrong  p^vQion,  where 
He  makes  my  fovd  abide. 
J  Now  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around, 
-And  fongs  of  joy  and  viftory 
—―  Withia  thy  temple  found*  

KALM  XX  VII.  2d  Part.  Corn-Metre, 

Ver.  8,  9,  13,  14.       Prayer  and  hope. 
"  I  COON  as  I  heard  my  father  fay,  ' 
O  "  Yc  childmi  fe«k  my  grace  i'， 


58        Psalm  27,  29,  

Mj  heart  reply'd  without  delay*  J 
"  I'll  feek  mj  father's  face."  .  ， 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me,  ? 

Nor  firowfi  xny  fool  away  ； 
God  of  mj  li&>  1  fly  to  thee 
、  In  a  dxBirtSkBg  day. 

3  Should  fxis&ds  and  kindred  near  and  dear. 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die» 
M7  God  would  make  my  life  hk  care, 
And  all  my  need  fii^ply. 

4  M7  Minting  fieih  had  dy'd  with  grief. 

Had  not  my  foul  bcliev'd* 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief  % 
Nor  was  017  hope  deceived. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faults^ 

And  keep  your  courage  up ; 
Hell  raife  your  fprit  ^hen  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  XXIX   Long  Metre^ 

Storm  and  thunder, 
i        IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
\J  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  powV  ； 
Afcribe  du^  honours  to  his  name. 
And  his  eternal  zmght  adore, 

p  2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'f  aloudy 

'  3  Over  the  OGean  and  the  land  ； 

His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud. 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

i   3  He  fpeak69  and  tempeft,  hail,  and  wind. 

Lay  the  wide  foreft  bare  around  ； 
；      The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  Kind, 
:      JLeap  at  the  terror  of^e  found. 


 Psalm  29,  30.  59 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice. 
And  lo，  the  ftately  cedars  break } 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  ooife. 
The  valiies  roar,  the  deibts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  fbv'reign  cfcr  the  flood  ； 
The  Thond'rer  reigns  for  ever  king : 
Bat  makes  his  church  his  bled  abode. 
Where  we  bb  avful  glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  language  tiberc,  the  Lord 
The  counfels  of  his  grace  imparts  ； 
AiQidft  the  raging  i&nn,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  oar  hearts. 

PSALM  XXX,  iJIPart.  Long  Metre. 

Slckmfs  beahd、  and  firrow  remwedm 
1  T  VTi\l  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
JL  At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  ； 
Who  bat  sl  God  can  fpe^k  an4  fave» 
From  the  dark  borders  q{  the  grave  ？ 

t  Smg  to  the  Lord9  ye  faints  of  his, 
And  ttll  how  large  his  goodnefs  is : 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoke,  aa4  ble&. 
While  you  record  his  noHnefs* 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  flays  ； 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ； 
Tho*  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ* 
Mornmg-ftar  reftores  the  joy,  

PSALM  XXX.  tdPart.  Long  Metre. 

Ver.  6.       Healthy  Jicknefi,  and  recovery* 
TI'IRM  was  my  hesJth^my  day  was  bright, 
J?  And  I  prdfum'4  <twoald  ae'er  be  night: 
Fondly  I  &id  wkhki  my  Heart, 
"Pkafiire  and  peaco  ftiU  m'cr  depart-**.  ^ 


6o  Psalm  30，  31,  

2  Btit  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. 

3  I  cry*d  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 

"  What  csraft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ？ 

"Deep  in  the  duft,  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  ？ 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  I  faid9 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :，• 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woc$ 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ； 

1  throw  my  iackcloth  on  the  ground. 
And  eafe  and  gladnefi  gird  me  round. 

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

Thy  praife  fhall  ibnnd  thro' earth  and  hcxv'n, 
For  ficknefs  heal'd9  and  fln«  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  XXXI.  ifi  Part.  Com.  Met. 

Vcn  5,  ^3—19^  %a9  43. 
Deliverance  /rom  death* 

1  TNTO  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truth,' 
JL    My  fpirit  I  commit  ； 

Thou  haft  redeem'd  my  foul  from  death. 
And  lkv，d  xne  from  the  pit. 

2  The  paffions  of  my  hope  and  fe^tr 

Maintain'd  a  doubtful  ftrife, 
While  forrow,  pain»  and  fin  conlpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 


.  Psalm  3i,  6i 

3  "5^^^  TJn  ^  hand,"  1  cry 힉 

"  rhough  I  draw  near  tbe  dull  ；, » 

^       refo«e  wherc  I  bide,  , 
Wie  God  ux  whom  I  tnift. 

4  0  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fervant  fliine, 
An^        ™fi  for  thy  mercy's  &ke. 
For  I，m  entirely  thine. 

Pause. 

5  '^Jj1^  my  fpirit  m, 
<#I  muil  defpair  and  die, 

"^am  out  off  before  thine  eyes 
But  thou  haft  heard  my  cry.] 
*  ^  goodnefs,  how  divmdy  free  ！ 
How  wond'rous  rs  thy  grace, 
To  thofc  that  fear  thy  majefty, 
An«  tnift  thy  promifes  I 
7  Olove  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  famts, 
„^n«  fing  his  praifes  loud  ； 

a  j  dIris  ear  to  y。ur  complaints,  • 
_  And  recompenfe  the  proud.  ' 

KALM  XXXI.  ad  Pan.  Com.Metre: 

Ver,  7— i  i8^.ai. 
Den^erance  from  Jlamier  and  reproach. 

MY  ^esut  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
My  God,  my  help,  my  truft  ； 

Mine  honour  from  the  duft.  • 
2  "  ！? ^  is  ^  with  grief,"  1  cry,d  ； 
"M^?  yC^S  f01^^  in  groans  ； 
«y  itrength  decays,  mine*yes  arc  dry'dt 
Ajjd  forrow  waftw  my  bones," 


62       Psalm  31,  32. 

3  Among  mine  enemies,  my  name 
.  Was  a  mere  proveri  grown: 
While  to.  my  neighbours,  I  became 

Forgott«i  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'rf  fide 

Setz'd  and  befet  me  round  ； 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  applj'd^ 
And  ipeed/  refcue  found. 
Pause. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thou  haft:  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ！ 
The  lying  lips  tQ  filence  brought^ 
And  made  their  boaftiags  vatn  ( 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tonguesj 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide  ； 
Guard  them  from  in£uny  and  wrongff> 
And  cruih  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret;  |Mrefence9  Ix>rd» 

Let  me  forever  dwell  ； 
No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr，d» , 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well,  

PSALM  XXXII.    Short  Metre. 

Forginmefs  tfjin  upon  confeffi&n, 
I  -    r\  BLESSED  fouls  are  they, 
yj    Whofe  fins  are  covered  o'er  ! 
Divinely  bkft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ！ 
1     They,  mourn  their  follies  paft, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ； 
Their  Hps  and  lives  without  dscei^ 
Shall  prove  their  faith  fincere. 
3     While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  feffring  wound  ； 


Psalm  32.  63 

，T31  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 

And  ready  pardoa  found* 
4    Let  iinners  leam  to  pray. 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  | 
Out  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs 

Is  found  in  God  alone,  

PSALM  XXXIL   Common  Metre. 

Free  pardon  and  Jhtetre  obedience  ;  ar9  t^f^fon 

1  TTAPPY  the  man  to  whom  hb  God 
jTX  .  No  more  imputes  his  fin  ； 

Sat  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blooc^ 
Hath  mack  his  garments  clesin  ！ 

2  Happy,  beyond  exproffion,  he 

Wfecib  debts  are  thus  difcha^M  } 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  ^ef 
He  feds  his  foul  cnlargM  I 
$  His  {pirit  hates  deceit  and  licsy 
His  words  are  aU  fincere. 
He  guainis  his  heart,  he  guariis  hU  eyest 
To  keep  his  confeience  clear. 

4  While  I  mj  inward  guilt  foppreft, 

No  qmet  could  I  find  i 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  xny  breaft. 
And  rack'd  my  toz^ur^d  mind* 

5  Th^n  I  confefs^d  my  troubkd  thdtxghts9 

M7  iecret  fins  reveal'd  ； 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  feiilts, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd 

6  This  fhall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  ；  * 

When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife»  our  ftrengtli  wid  ftay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 


64  Psalm  32,  ~  

PSALM  XXXII.  i/l  Part.  LongMetre. 

Repetttatueand free  pardon  ；  or9jujttfication  and fanfftpcmtion* 

1  "IDLEST  is  the  man,  forever  bleft, 
J3  Whofc  gtiilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  fins  with  fbrrow  are  confefs*d, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood* 

2  Bleft  is  the  roan,  to  vrhom  the  Lord 
Imputos  not  his  iniquities  : 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 

A  ad  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ； 
¥Lis  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  Sncerc. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  right^oufnefs 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  bis  fins  I 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Through  his  irtiolc  life  appears  and  fhines. 

PSALM  XXXIL  2d  Part.  LongMetre, 

A  gmlty  confeieuee  eafed  by  예 <m  and  pardon. 
HILE  I  keep  fUence,  and  conceal 
My  heavy  guilt  within  my  hearty 
torments  doth  my  confeience  feel  ！ 
agonies  of  inward  imart  ！ 

2  I .  iprtsid  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
'  And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ； 

Thy  eofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
.  Tky  H0I7  Spirit  feals  the  grace. 

j  For  this  fliaU  ev*ry  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addrefles  to  thy  feat  ？ 
When  floods  of  huge  temptatioi^s  roll. 
There  ihall  they  find  a  bleft  retxe^. 


 Psalm  32，  33,  6s 

4  How  ikfc  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  s^nd  ftorms  appear  ！ 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  toe  fafe  from  cv'ry  (hara.  • 

PSALM  XXXlll  j/f  Patf.  Com,Mct, 

Wor^s  of  tre^thn  and  frovUtncc* 

1  TJ  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  tht  Lor4 
Jt\.    This  work  belongs  t6  yon  ; 
Sing  of  bis  name,  his  w^ys,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juft,  and  triie  I 

z  His  mercy  and  his  rightcoufneft 
Let  beav'ji  and  earth  proclaim  ； 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wond'TOus  name.  ' 

3  His  wifdom  md  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  fprcad  ；  - 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
.  Their  ihitii^g  hofts  were  made,  * 

4  He  bade  the  Uqttid  waters  Bow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ； 
The  flowing  feas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  ftation  l^eep. 

5  Ye  tenams  of  the  fpacious  earth,  * 

With  fear  before  him  fiand  2 
He  {pake,  and  nature  took  its  birth» 
And  refts  on  his  command. 

•  6  He  fconis  the  an^ry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  4eiigns  : 
His  counfel  ftands  through  ev'ry  age*  ^ 
And  En  full  glory  fliines.  " 


66  Psalm  %%. 

fSALM  XXXlll^dPart.  Com.Metre- 

Creatures  'vatn^  and  God  all-fuJUierit. 
X  TJLEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
JO    Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ； 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  owti, 
%  His  eye  with  infinite  furvey  . 
Does  the  whole  world  behold  ； 
He  formM  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 

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

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  b^afls  or  meiiy 

To  hope  for  fafety  thence  : 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  ftfoiig  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fe^r  and  God  their  truft, 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread  ； 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  juft,  , 
Amongft  ten  thoufand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  tliee  rejoice,  • 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  ； 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
'And  truft  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM  XXXIII.  i/P<7rf,  ParticMet. 

Works  of  creation  and  providence* 
X  "VE  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice, 

«*•  Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice  ； 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  ； 
Sing  of  hi^name,  his  word,  his  ways, 


'  Psalm  33,  67 

His  works  of  nature,  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  ！ 

2  Juftice  and  truth  he  ever  loves. 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodnefs  proves  : 

His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ； 
How  wide  they  ftine  from  north  to  fou£h  I 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  his  mouth 
Were  all  the  ftarry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide-flowing  feas, 
(Thofc  wat'ry  treafures  know  their  place) 

In  the  yaft  ftorehoufe  of  the  deep  : 
He  ipake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth, 
And  fires  and  fcas,  and  heav'n  and  earth, 

His  evcrlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble,,  and  adore 

A  God  of  fudi  refiJllefs  pow'r,    ，  * 
Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rjige  : 

Vain  are  your  thoughts,  8c  weak  your  hands. 

Slit  his  eternal  counfel  ftands> 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM  XXXIII.  2dPart.PirticMct. 

Creatures  vai",  and  God  all-fttfficient. 

1  |^  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
\J  Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ！ 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways  ； 

But  God  their  Maimer  is  unknown.  ， 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft. 

And  of  nis  ftrengith  their  champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  Soaft,  in  vain  rely  ： 
la  vain  we  truft  tbe.  brutal  force,  m 


68        Psalm  33^  34,  

Or  fpeed9  or  courage  of  «n  horfe» 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly* 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compaffion.  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecur^  defence  afford 

When  death  or  dangers  threat'nine  ftand  : 
Thy  watchful  cy«  p^ferves  the  jui^ 
Who  makp  thy  mUne  their  fear  and  trafU 

When  wars  or  famine  wafte  the  Itnd. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou. our  phyfician,  thou  our  {hield» 

'  Send  us  falvation  from  thy  throne  : 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  ihine  $ 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine. 
For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PSALM  XXXIV.  iftPart,  LongMetre, 

bod's  care  of  the  faints  ；  or9  dtfyverance  bj  pretyer9 
i  T   ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days, 
\  ^  Thy  praiie  (hall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ； 
My  foul  fiudl  glory  in  thy  grace. 
While  iauits  .  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong, 

t  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ) 
Come,  let  us  al}  exalt  his  name  : 
I  fdight  th*  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  e'xpos'd  my  hope  to  fhame, 

3  I  told  him  all  i»y.  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  grossing  reached  his  ears  f 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
'  And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  fliine  %  " 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  fides 
Fills  them  with  ^ight  and  joy  divine^ 


Psalm  34.  6q 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  fcrve  the  Lord  : 
O.  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  faints, 
Tafte  eS  his  grace,  and  txuA  his  word  ！ 

6  The  wfld  young  lions,  pmch'd  with  pam 
•  And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  ； 

But  none  (hall  feck  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  (upplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  XXXIV,  2iPtfr/.LongMctrc. 

V«r.  11—41. 
Religious  education  /  er,  inJlruStiont  of  pietj* 

r^^Hildren  in  years,  and  knowledge  young9 
Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents*  joy, 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue  ； 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  xnmds  employ. 

2  If  you  defire  a  length  of  day^ 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftttc* 
Reftrain  your  feet  from  impious  waySf 
Your  lips  from  flander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  £untss 
His  ears  ere  open  to  their  cries  ； 
He  iets  his  frownmg  face  againft 
The  ions  of  Tiolence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  ibals  and  broken  hearts, 
God  with  his  grace  is  trer  nigh  ； 
Pardon  and  hope  his  lore  imparts. 
When  meti  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  teUs  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groan 홧 
HJk  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  ； 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones  : 
They  in  his  praife  employ  their  breath. 


7o  Psalm  34.  

PSALM  XXXIV,  xftPart.  Com.Mctre. 

Vcr.  1— io*  、 
Praynr  and  prai/e  fir  eminent  deliverances* 
i  TfLL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ； 
X    How  good  are  all  hk  ways  ！ 
Yc  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praiTe. 

%  Sing  to  the  honour  of  hk  name9 
Sow  a  poor  finner  cry*d  \ 
Nor  vis  his  hope  exposM  to  ihame^ 
Nor  was  bts  foit  dcny^ 

3  When  thrc^ning  forrows  rouml  ine  ftood> 

And  endleis  fears  arofe» 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  &oo49 
Redoubling  all  my  woes  ； 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefs> 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ； 
He  gave  my  fhatpeft  torments  eafCf 
And  Glenc'd  all  my  fea», 

5  [0  finners  ！  come  and  tafte  his  love* 

Come,  learn  his  plea&nt  ways  ； 
And  let  your  ovm  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Round  wher<5  his  children  dwell  ； 
What  ills  their  hc^v'nly  care  prevcats» 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tclL] 

7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faults  of  his  ! 

His  eye  regards  the  jufit : 
How  richly  bkfs'd  their  portion  h9 
Who  make  the  Lord  th«r  truft  ！ 


 Psalm  34.  71 

I  Young  lions,  pinched  with  hunger,  roar. 
And  famifh  in  the  wood  ； 
Bat  God  Applies  his  htlj  poor 
With  ev'ry  needfial  good.] 

PSALM  XXXIV,  2d  Part.  Com.Met. 

Ver.  11 에 
-   Exhortation  to  peace  and  boHnef" 

1  ^1  OM£>  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  ； 

And  that  your  days  be  long. 
Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mifchief,  pra^tife  lave, 

Paxiue  the  works  o(  peace  ； 
So  ihall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve. 
And  fet  your  fonls  at  eafe. 

3  His  ej&  awake  to  gnard  the  juft- 

His  ears  attend  tneir  cry  ； 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  duft. 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  though  the  forrows  here  they  tafle 

Arc  (harp  and  tedious  too. 
The  Lord,  who  faves  them  sJl  at  lall9 
Is  their  ibppoiter  now. 

5  EyS  (hall  finite  the  wicked  dead,  4 

Bat  God  fecures  his  ami, 
Prercnts  the  nufchief  when  ticj  flick. 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  What  defolation,  like  a  flood. 

O'er  the  proud  finner  rolls, 
Sah^ts  find  a  refugt  m  their  GodU 
For  h«  redcem'a  thar  fouls. 


72         Psalm  35. 


PSALM  XXXV.  iy2  Par/.  Com.Metre.  ； 


Ver,  1— ^ 

Prayer  and  faitb  of  perfeeitUd  /amis  $  or,  im^ 
precations  mixed  <witb  cbaritj* 

t  "KTOW  plead  my  canfe,  Almighty  God, 
XN     With  all  the  fons  of  ftrife  ； 
And  fight  againft  the  men  of  blood. 
Who  fight  againft  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  ipearf  and  flop  their  way, 

Lift  thy  avenging  rod  ； 
But  to  mj  foul  in  mercy  fay, 
"I  am  thy  Sariour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  fiiares  to  cateh  my  feet> 

And  nets  of  mifchicf  fpread  ； 
Plunge  the  deftroyers  in  the  pit 
That  tkeir  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darknefs  hide  their  way, 

And  ffipp'ry  be  their  ground  ； 
Thy  wrath  fhall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 


re  thine  angry  breath  ；  • 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind, 
Purfues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  Toad  that  leads  to  hell 

Then  let  the  rebels  die,  • 
Whofc  malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thoa  haft  a  chofen  few 

Amongft  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew, 
B7  thy  furpaffing  grace, 


Psalm  35* 


21 


8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  voke^ 
To  make  thy  wonders  known : 
In  their  falvatton  I'll  rejoice, 
And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 


PSALM  XXXV.  2dPart.  Com,  Met* 


Iwt  U  enemies}  or9.  the  love  of  Cbrifi  to  Jlnners 


BEHOLD  ！  the  love,  the  geu'roos  love. 
That  holy  David  Oxows  : 
Hark,  how  his  (bunding  bowels  more9 
To  his  affiled  foes  I 

When  they  are  fickr  his  foul  complainSf 
And  &ems  to  feel  the  fxnart  ； 


And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  ku  inwing  tears  condole* 
As  Ah:  a  brother  dead  I  、 


And  fafting  mortify'd  his  ibul. 
While  for  their  Efb  he  pray'i 

4  Hey  grostii9^  and  cursM  htm  oa  their  {yed, 

Yet  ftill  be  pleads  smd  moums  ； 
And  double  bleflings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  0  glorious  t^pe  of  teat*nly  grace  t 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears  : 
While  fhmers  cttrfr,  the  Saviour  pray 하 
And  pities  diem  \ritb  ^ars. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  lfr>eV%  king, 

Bleft  and  bdoVd  of  God, 
To  fare  us  rebels,  dead  in  fin* 
Paid  Us  om  dearcft  btood 


Vcr#  li— *14. 


74  Psalm  36.  

PSALM  XXXVI.  5—9.  Long  Metre. 

The  perfeSiotts  and  providence  •f  God;  or»  general 
providence  and  fecial  grace* 

1  T TIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God! 
"  X  1  Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  fhines  ； 

Thy  truth  Stall  break  thro，  cv'ry  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  deligns. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  ftands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keq>  ； 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  j 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deqp. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
B0U1  man  and  bead  thy  bounty  fhare  ； 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge. 
But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care* 

4  My  God  ！  how  excellent  thy  grace» 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  상) rings  ！ 
The  fons  of  Adam  in  diftrds 

Fly  to  the  fliadow  of  thy  wings* 

5  From  the  provifions  of  t6y  houic 
We  (hall  be  fed  with  fweet  repaft  ； 

-  *fhere  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And«  brings  falvation  to  our  tafte. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  prefencc  of  mj  Lord  % 
And  m  thy  light  our  fouls  ihalf  fee 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

PSALM  XXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

Ver.  1,  %t  s*  6*  7, 9«  PraStlcal  atbeifm  expofid i  or, 
the  being  and  attributes  of  God  a/ferted. 

I  "IITHILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 
VV    And  yet  a  God  they  own, 


Psalm  36.  75 

My  b«art  wiihm  me  often  fays, 

^  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.*' 

2  Thdr  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare, 

(Whatever  their  lips  profeis)  , 
"  God  hath  no  wradi  for  them  to  fear,  * 
"Nor  will  they  feek  hU  grace." 

3  What  ftrange  fclf-flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes  ！ 

But  there's  an  haft'ning  bowr,  ； 
When  they  fliall  fee,  with  fore  furprife9 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'n 

4  Thy  juftlce  IHall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ； 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  fesu 

5  Above  diefe  heav'n-created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies.  Lord,  extend : 
Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds. 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

(  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings. 
Nor  overlooks  the  beaft : 
Beneath  the  fliadw  of  thy  vdngs 
TI17  children  chcok  to  reft. 

7  ["From  thee,  when  creature  ftreams  ran  lowf 

And  mortal  comforts  die. 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  (hall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pkafores  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes. 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day, 
Wheye  clouds  can  never  rife.] 


y6  Psalm  36* 


PSALM  XXXVI.  1  ᅳ 7,  Short  Metre, 

Tki  mekcdn0      ma",  and  the  majefiy  of  God  ； 
#r»  praSic^l  mtt$ifm  txpofid* 

t     -T  XT  HEN  man  grows  bold  in  fin, 
V  V    My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  m  fa;  A  of  God  within, 
w  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes,"  . 

%     [He  walks  awhile  concoal'd 
In  a  leif-flatt'ring  dream. 
Till  his  dark  crimes^  at  once  rercalyd9  、 
Ezpofe  his  hateful  name.] 

j     His  beut  is        mi  loul, 

His  words  are  finooth  and  fair  i 
Wifdom  is  hanifh'd  from  bis  fool, 
Aad  leaves  no  goodneis  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  ids  bed, 
N«w  mifckiefs  to  fulfil  ； 

He  fets  bk  heart,  h\»  baadky  hk  h^d^ 
To'  pradtife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there'9  a  diwd&i  Goi%  " 
Thoo^b  men  veaouace  his  fw$ 

His  juftice»  hid  behind  the  cbud,. 
Shall  one  great  daj  appear. 

6  His  truth  traafcends  the  (kft 
In  hcaT'n  fib  mercies  dwell } 

as  the  &a  his  judgments  lie, 
anger  burns  to  hell. 

How  excellent  his  love  ！ 
Whence  all  our  fafety  ijprings  z 
O  never  let  my  foul  remore 
From  underneath  his  wings  ！ 


 Psalm  37.  77 

PSALM  XXXW.  iftPart.  Com.Met. 

Ver.  1-.15. 

The  nure  of  cnvjt9  fretfidmefi  and  unbelief:  or、 
the  regards  of  the  rigbteous,  and  tbe  wcked  •• 
or,  tbe  worths  batred,  and  tbe  fainfi  patUnet. 
x  X7trHY  ftould  I  vex  mv  foul,  and  fret 
V  V     To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ？ 
Or  envy  fixmers,  waxing  great 
By  yiolence  and  lies  ？ 

2  As  flow,rj  grafs  cut  down  at  noon. 

Before  the  cv'ning  fades, 
So  (hall  thw  glories  vanilli  foon 
In  everlafting  fhades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft. 

And  pra^tfe  all  that's  good  ； 
So  (hall  I  dwell  among  the  jtift. 

And  he,U  provide  me  food.  • 

4  I  to  mj  God  xny  ways  «ommit9 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will  ； 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtfol  feett 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil.  - 

5  Kine  innocence  (halt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known,  * 
Fair  as  the  light  of  damming  day. 
And  glorious  as  the  noon*  7 

6  The  meek,  at  laft,  the  earth  pofleisf 

And  are  the  heirs  of  hcav'n  : 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace. 
To  humble  fouls  are  given*  *  t\ 

Pause. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way,! 

or  let  your  anger  rife,  • 
Tbough  providence  ihould  long  delay  • 
To  puniih  haughty  vice.  j  | 


7^  Psalm  37.  

8  !Let  finoen  jcnn  to  l»ealc  your  peac«t 
、     And  plot,  and  ntee»  and  foam  ； 

The  Lord  dexides  £em,  for  he  fees 
Their  day  of  ▼e&gcamcc  come* 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  €word$ 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow,  • 
To  flay  the  men  ttat  fear  the  Lor4»  . 
And  bring  die  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  fhall  break  their  bowjs,  and  born 

Their  periecutlng  darts  ； 
Shall  their  own  (Words  againK  tbexo  turn. 
And  pain  furprife  their  hearts.  

PSALM  XXXVH.  ad  Part.  ComJWet- 

Vcr.  16,  %i,  s6— 31* , 
Charity  to,  the  poor  ；  cr9  reUgkm  in  qvprds  and,  d^eds. 
X  XTTTHY  <lo  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
V  V     And  grow  profanely  bold  i 
The  meaneft  portion  o£  rht  juft 
Excels  the  finncr,s  goldL 
a  The  wicked  hoxtGFs  rf  his  &ien<b. 
But  ne'er  defigns  tp  paf^  . 
"the  £unt  is  merciful,  and  lend% 
.  Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

5  His  alms,  vith  IsbVal  heart,  be  gives 
Amoagft  the  fbns  of  need  ； 
His  memory  to  lox^  ages  lives, 
And  blefled  is  bis  feed. 

4  His  lips  .abfarar  lo  taJJc  profane^  、 

To  ilander  or  defraud  ； 
His  read7  tongue  declares  <o  menr 
What  he  has  fcarnM  cf  God. 

5  The  law  mi  gofytl  rf  Ae  Lafd 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ； 


Psalm  37.  79 


l^sd  by  the  ipu-it  and  the  wordt 
*   His  fisct  flail  imer  ifide. 

fioners  £tHf  the  rigfateoas  ftand^ 
irv'd  -from  cv'iy  fnare  ； 
ihali  po&fi  the  promised  lan^ 
And  dwell  for  ever  there,  

PSALM  XXXVH.  idPart.  Co«.Mct- 

Tie  v»aj  tad  end  of  the  rigbteout  and  the  wicked* 

2  Tky|"Y  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
JLVL    Arc  order'd  by  thy  will  ； 
Though  they  iliould  fall,  dber  rife  9gain, 

Thy  hand  fopports  them  ralL 

%  The  Ijord  delights  to  fee  .their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves : 
Hell  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace. 
Nor  leave  tbe  men  he  ioves. 

3  The  hcav'nly  lieritagje  is  theirs. 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ； 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  diem  keirs 
Of  bleflings  long  to  come* 

4  Wait  on  the  XfQi*4,  yc  ions  of  men0 

Nor  fear  when  tyxaats  frown  ； 
Ye  (hall  confefs  thw  pride  was  vain. 
When  juftice  ca&s  uiem  down. 

Pause* 

5  The  haugbtf  fixmer  have  I  &en# 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God» 
Like  a  tall  bay  tree,  fair  and  greenf 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  be  vaailh'4  from  the  grouaif 


8b       Psalm  37，  38.  

Nor  root  nor  branch,,  nor  leaf  was  fonpdf 
Where  all  that  pride  had  beeiu 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteouihefi} 
His  fcv'ral  fteps  attend; 
True  pUafure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
'  And  peaceful  is  his  end, 

PSALM  XXXVffl.    Com.  Metre* 

•  Cmlt  of  conscience  and  relU/  ；  cr9  repentance  and 
prayer  for  pardon  and  beuttb* 

1  -  \  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love! 
JLjL    Reftore  thy  fervant,  Lord» 

Nor  let  9.  father'6  chaft'ning  prove 
Like  an  avengers  fword, 

2  Thine  arrows  ftick  within  my  heart, 

Mysfle(h  is  fordy  prefs'd  ； 
Between  the  forrow  and  the  fmart9 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  (ins  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  fea. 

My  head  dill  bending  down  ； 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day  , 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown.  、 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  aivd  broken  fore. 

None  of  my  powVs  are  whole; 
The  inward  anguifli  makes  me  toar, 
The  anguifh  of  my  tovHL 

6  All  my  defire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  ev,ry  tear, 
And  ev'iy  figh  and  cv'ry  groan 
Is  notxe'd  by  dune  ear. 


 Psalm  38,  39,  81 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  ciy, 
My  God  will  bear  my  ^irit  up 
When  fatao  bids  me  die. 

B  [My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  ffidc, 
My  foes  rejoice  to  fce't  ； 
They  raifc  their  pleafure  and  their  pride^ 
When  they  fuppbnt  my  feet. 

9  But  Pll  confefe  my  guilt  to  t^ee9 

And  grieve  for  all  my  fm  ； 
PU  mourn  how  weak  mj  g^t9  bfip 
And  beg  fopport  divine. 

10  My  God,  farprt  tnj  fdBim  paflf 

And  be  for  ever  nigh  j 
O  Lord  of  my  ialvsdioi^  haJkt^ 
Before  thy  fervant  die.] 

PSALM  XXXIX,  ifiPart.  Com.Met. 

Vcr.  1,  a,  3, 
Wauhfuln^i  tmer  the  tongue  ；  or,  frudence  find  xtaL 

1  TPHUS  I  refolv'd  before  tbe  Lord, 

JL      "  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
**  Lcft  I  let  flip  one  fiaAd  word, 
"  Or  4o  wy  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And  if  I'm  e'er  conftram'd  to  &zj 

WiA  men  of  lives  profaney 
1,11  fct  a  donble  guard  daj, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vafau 

3  m  fcarcc  aHow  my  lips  to  fpeak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  fed. 
Left  fcoffers  fhould  tb，  occafiosi  taV 
To  znock  mj  holy  zeaL 


82     ,     Psalm  39^ 


Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear) 
111  not  be  over-aw'd, 


^But  let  the  fcoffing  fmners  hear 
That  I  can  fpeak  for  God. 


PSALM  XXXIX^  2d  Part.  Com.Met. 


Ver.  4 ― 7-      The  canity  6f  man  as  mortal. 
^1 ᄀ  EACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days,  ； 


I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace» 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am, 

2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaft? 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  ； 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

g  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 
Like  fliadows  o'er  the  plain  ； 
They  i^ge  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love,  * 
But  dl  their  noifc  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  (howt  .  , 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ； 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  ftraigbt  are  fecn  no  more. 

5  What  ihould  1  wifli,  or  wait  for  then^ 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  duft  ？ 
They  i^ake  our  expectations  vain, 


Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope. 
My  fond  deftres  recal  ； 


give  my  mortal  int*reft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all* 


 Psalm  39.  

PSALM  XXXIX.  id  Part.  Com-Met. 

Vcr.  9 에  3« 

SUh-bed  devothn  ；  or,  pleading  without  repinmg. 
OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  dowiiy 
VT    Behold  the  pains  X  feel; 
Sut  I  am  dumb  beifore  xhj  throne. 
Nor  dare  dlipute  thj  will. 

2  Diftales  arc  thy  fervants,  Lord  ! 

They  come  at  thy  command; 
111  not  attempt  a  xnunn'ring  word# 
Againft  \hy  chaft'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  c^es, 

"  Remove  thy  fliarp  rebukes  ；" 
My  ftrength  confumes,  my  (jpirit  dies, 
Throu§i  ihj  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufii'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thjr  hand. 

We  moulder  to  the  duft  ； 
Oar  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftand^ 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apaee^ 

How  ibon  the  bubble's  broke  ！ 
Mam,  and  all  his  num'rous  race. 
Are  vanity  and  fmoke. 

6  I'm  but  a  fojourner  below. 

As  all  xny  Others  were  ； 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  fixmmons  hear. 

7  But  if  my  life  be  ipar'd  awhile. 

Before  my  laft  remove. 
Thy  praife  ihall  be  my  bufinefs  fiillt 
And  I，U  declare  thy  lovcj 


84  Psalm  40,  

PSALM  XL.  \ft  Part.  Com.Metre.  ； 

Vcr.  x9  %f  3,  S，  17* 
A  /ong  0/  deliverance  /rem  great  Jj/tr^ft* 
I  T  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
JL    He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry ; 
He  faw  me  rttdng  on  his  word. 
And  brought  (Svation  nigh. 

%  He  nusTd  me  from  a  horrid  pit,  . 
Whcfc  mcmrning  long  I  lay  ； 
And  fr6m  my  bonds  rdeas'd  mj  teetp. 
Deep  bondb  of  miry  clay* 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  tawbt  my  chccrfal  tongue 
To  praiie  mt  wonders  of  his  hand. 
In  a  new  thankful  fbng« 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  } 

The  £unts  vnth  joy  £ball  hear, 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  xiany  are  thy  thoughts  of  lore  ！ 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ！ 
Wc  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough. 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

(  When  I'm  afflided,  poor  and  low! 
And  light  and  peace  depart^ 
My  God  beholds  my  hczrj  woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM  XL.  2d  Part.  Com.Mctrc. 

^3?r.6— 9.     The  incarnation  Cff facrifice  ofCbrtft. 
I  rT1  HUS  faith  theLord,"your  work  is  vain, 
JL     "  Give  your  burnt-off'tings  o'er  % 
w  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  Uain* 
"Mjr  foul  delights  no  more." 


Psalm  40,  85 


%  Then  fpake  the  Saviour, "  Lo,  I'm  here, 
"  My  God-  to  do  thy  will  j 
"  Whatever  thy  facrtfd  books  declare, 
"  Thy  fervafet  ihall  fulfil*  ， 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  ； 
"  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delimit 
"  To  what  thy  lips  import^9 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes  I 

Th,  eternal  Son  appears  ！ 
And  at  th*  appointed  time  afTumet 
The  body  God  prepares* 

5  Much  he  rcvcal'd  his  Father's  grace. 

And  much  his  truth  he  fliew'd, 


And  prcach'd  the  way  of  right^oufaelSf 
Where  gteat  afTemblies  ftood. 

6  His  Father's  hohour  tovch'd  his  heart. 
He  phy'd  finners,  cries. 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  faciifice. 


7  No  blood  of  beads,  on  altars  fiied, 

Could  wafti  the  confcience  cleait  ； 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  、  our 

8  Then  was  the  great  falvaticm  iprea (！ 9 

And  Satan's  kingdom  (hook  ； 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  foed) 
The  fcrpent's  head  was  broke* 


Pause. 


86         Psalm  40* 


Psalm  XL.    Long  Metre. 

Vcr.  5 ― io.      Cbrt/i  our  fw'ifiee^ 

iT^HE  wonders,  Lord,thy  love  has  wrought, 
i  Exceed  our  praife,  furmount  pur  thoagjit  ； 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  ipeech  would  faint,  my  numbers  faiL 

2  No  blood,  of  beails  on  altars  ipilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  ； 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes, 
An  all-fufficient  facrifice. 

j  Lo  ！  thine  eternal  Son  appears  ！ 
To  thy  defircs  he.  bows  his  ears  ； 
Aflunifss  a  body  well  pxepar'd, 
And  well  perforins"  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold,  I  coxne/，  (the  Saviour  cries. 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  Heavy  loaid 
"  Of  fms,  suid  do  thy  wSl,  mj  God* 

5  "  TJs  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  Me, 
"  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part  ； 
"  And  lo  ！  thy  law  is  in  mj  hesut. 

6  "111  -magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebek  to  .obedience  draw, 

"  When  on  my  crofs  I'm  lifted  high, 

"  Or  to  xny  crown  above  the  (kj : 

7  "  The  Spirit  fhall  defcend,  and  fliow 

"  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  .1  do  ； 
，"  The  wondering  world  fhall  learn  thy  grace, 
"  Thy  wifdora,  and  thy  rightcoufnefe." 


Psalm  41,  42. 


87 


Psalm  XLL  ven  1,2,3.  Long  Metre. 

Charity  to  the  popr  ;  or9  pity  ^  ibt  affltSed. 

1  U  LEST  is  the  man  whoTe  bowels  move, 
Jj  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor  ； 
Whofe  fbul,  by  fympathizing  love, 

Feels  what  his  fellow-faints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ； 
He,  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too, 

3  His  foul  (hall  live  fecure  on  eartbf 
With  iecrct  bleffings  on  his  head. 
When  drought,  and  peftileace,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead, 

4  Or,  if  he  IanguiQi  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forglt'n, 
Will  fxvc  him  with  a  healing  iovlA9 
Or  take  his  willing  foal  to  bevr'iu 


Psalm  XLII.  \ft  Part,  Com,  Metres 


De/erHon  and  btfts  or,  complaint  fff  ^bfim^  from 


i^XTTTITH,  eameft  longings  of  the  xnindj 
V  V     My  God,  to  thee  I  look  \ 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  .find. 


2  When  (hall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

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

3  Temptations  rex  my  weary  fowl, 

And  tears  arc  my  rcpaft  j 


And  tafte  the  cooling  brook. 


88  Psalm  42,  

The  foe  infults  without  control, 
"  And -  whf  re's  your  God  at  laft  l9$ 

4  Tis  with  ft  txioaruful  pleafure,  now, 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  boufe  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  But  why's  my  foul  funk  down  £b  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  lo^d  i 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  deipur9 
And  (in  againft  my  God  ？ 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofc  mighty  hand 

Can  all  my  woes  remove  ； 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  him  ftand. 
And  fing  reftpring  love. 

Psalm  XLU*  6— h.  %dParU  LongMet. 

MelaucMy  thoughts  nprcved;  or9  bqpe  in  api8wn* 

1  TL/f  Y  fpirit  finks  within  Lord» 
JVJL  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  paft  diftr^fs  record. 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles,  widi  ttimult'ous  noife» 
Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  (pread  ； 
Thy  watcr-fpouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  riling  waves  roll  o'er  my  head, 

3  Yet  will  tlic  Lord,  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day  ； 
Nor      the  night  his  grace  remove  ； 
The  night  fhadl  hear  me  fing  and  pray, 

4  I'll  caft  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  rock  ！ 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 

"  The  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftrok^  ？,, 


 Psalm  42 1  44,  89 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  fhwid  my  foul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord»  and  pruf^  him  too  ； 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  reliefv 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  fhall  guide  me  ftill  ； 
Thy  word  (hall  my  beft  thoughts  employ. 
And  lead  me  to  tby  hcav'nly  hill, 

My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  joy  ！ 

Psalm  XLIV.  1,2,3,8,15—26.  Com.Met. 

The  chwch*s  complaint  in  perfeeutiqru 
i  T  ORD,  we  haye  beard  thy  works  of  old, 
1  j    Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, % 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  tof^i 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

z  How  thou  didft  build  thy  churches  here, 
And  make  thy  gofpel  known  ；  ^ 
Amongk  them  did  thine  arm  appear. 
Thy  light  and  glory  flione, 

3  In  God  they  boafted  all  th<s  day  j 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thonfands  meet  to  pr^ift  and  pray  ；' 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  ihame, 

Confufion  fills  our  fkce,、 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaipheme. 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  wc  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfely  dealt  with  beav'u  j 
Nor  have  our  ftcps  dcclin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  diou  haft  giv'n  t 

6  Though  dragons  all  arbund  us  roar 

WiA  their  deftru^ive  breatfi,  M  ᅵ 


qo        Psalm  44,  45， 


And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  Cox^t 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  deatk* 


，  We  sure  cxpos'd  all  day  to  die 

As  martyrs  for  thy  caufc, 
.  As  (heep9  for  {laughter  bound,  we  lie. 
By  iharp  and  bloody  laws* 

$  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord  ！ 
Why  ileeps  thy  yronted  grace  ？ 
Why  fhould  we  look  like  men  abhorr'di 
Or  banifli^  froip,  thy  face  f 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off. 

And  ftill  negleft  pur  cries  i 
For  ever  hide  thy  hcav，nly  love 
Fropa  our  affiled  eyes  ？ 

10  Do^n  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground  ； 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  ^11  djeir  ppw'rs  confound. 

11  Redetm  us  from  perpetual  fliame, 

Our  Saviour  a|id* our  God; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name. 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

Psalm  XLV,   Short  Metre. 

Th§  glory  of  Cbrift;  the  fuecefs  of  the  ^ofpeh 


1     H  Y  Sayiour  and  my  King, 
XVJ^  Thy  beauties  are  divine  ； 
Thy  lips         bleflings  overflow  ； 
And  ev*ry  grace  is  'thine. 


Pause. 


€bureb* 


Psalm  45, 


9i 


And  ride  in  majefty  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 
Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foc«, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey  ； 

While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace  aad  truth; 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  ； 
Thy  throne  (hall  ever  ftand  : 
And  thy  vidoriotis  goipel  pr«re$ 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

[     [Thy  Father  ^nd  thy  God 


Hath  without  meafvre  (bed 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyM  oil, 
T,  anoint  thy  facred  head.] 

6  [Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  feen, 

Like  a  faiir  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen.] 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love  2 
Forget  thy  father's  hemfe  ；  , 

Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol-gods. 
And  pay  &y  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 
Thy  fwecteft  thoughts  employ  ！ 

Thy  children  (kali  his  hp*o\ir  fing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

Psalm  XLV.    Common  Metre. 

The  perfonal  glories  and  government  of  Cbrifi* 
I  T'LL  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King : 
i        JL    His  form  divinely  fair  ； 

None  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race 
f  >fey  with  the  Lord  contpare. 


g2  Psalm  45,  

2  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'nlf  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  fhed : 
Thy  God  with  UeOiags  infinite 
Hath  crown'd  thy  Acred  h$ai 

3  Gird  on  thj  fword,  viaorioas  Prince  ！ 

Ride  with  majefUc  fway  ；  - 
Thy  terror  ftall  ftrikc  through  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forwr  ft^ds  ； 

Thy  word  of  grace  ftall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 

To  rule  thy  faints  by  love.  1  " 

5  Jufttce  and  truth  attend,  thee  HiU, 

But  mercy  h  thy  choice  ； 
And  God,  tfa7  God,  thy  foul  fliall  fiU 
With  mod  pecmliar  joysf 

Psalm  XLV.   ij  Part.  Long  Metre, 

7^  glory  of  CMft，  an4  po^er  of  bis  gofj^eU 
^  "jVTOW  be  my  heart  infpiry  to  fmg 
JLX     The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  Lord,  how  hcar^nly  fair 
Pis  form  ！  how  btight  his  beauties  arc  ！ 

2  O'er  all  the  fons  of  hum^tn  r^ce 
He  flime§  with  a  ftperior  grace  ； 
Love  from  hi$  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  bleffings  all  his  ftate  pompofe. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  arms,  moft  mighty  Lord  \ 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword  ！ 

In  majefty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  ineeknefs  at  tfcy  fide. 

4  ^hIJle  anger>  'l*e  a  pointed  dart, 
Wull  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubborn  heart  ； 


1 


Psalm  45.  9,^ 

Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  fweet9 
Shall  molt  the  rebels  at  thy  fec^ 

5  Tfay  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 
Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ； 
Thy  laws  and  worjks  are  juft  and  rights 
Jnftice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  God»  thine  own  God,  has  richly  ihed 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head9 
And  with  bis  facred  fpirit  bleft 

His  firft-born  Soyi  aboye  the  rcft»  

Psajlm  XLV.  ad  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Cbfift  and  bit  Cbwrcff  ；  9r,  the  mjjtical  mnrriage, 

1  nnHE  Kipg  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 

JL    Adom'd  with  majefty  and  grace  ！ 
He  comes  with  bleffings  from  s£>ve> 
And  wins  the  nations  to  \)\s  love. 

2  At  his  right  ha^dy  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold; 
The  world  admires  her  hcav'Sy  drefs  } 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  rightcoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  kis  own. 
He  csiUs  and  fe^ts  her  near  his  throne  $ 
Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  date. 

4  So  ihall  die  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  die  fev'rite  of  his  choice  ； 
JLet  him  be  lov*d,  and  yet  ador，d» 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  (Halt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  ikies. 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  nufti'rous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  giSjT  reign,        M  I 


94        Psalm  45，  46,  

6  Let  endlefs  honodrs  crown  his  head  ； 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fpread  ； 
While  we,  with  chccrftil  fongs,  approve 
The  condcfcenfions  of  bk  love. 

Psalm  XL VI.  iji  Part.  Long  Metre. 

^Th  cburtift  fifety       trmmpb  among  national  d^lat'ms* 

x.  r^i  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints 
'  VJT  When  ftonas  of  fliarp  diftrefs  invade  { 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints^ 
Behold  hxtd  prcfent  vnth  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  ftcir  feats  be  hurl,<( 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  bury'd  there : 
ConvulfiDns  ib^ke  the  Msd  world, 

Our  faith  Aall  never  yield  to  fear,  ！ 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar. 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
Whife  ev'ry  Nation,  tv^tj  fliore 
Tumbles,  and  dreads  tjic  fiirelling  tide. 

4^  Hiere  is  a  ftream9  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  jcity  of  our  God  ； 
Ltfe9  love,  and  joy  ftill  gliding  Aroug&> 
And  wat'nng  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  fsLcred  ftreazn,  t}i!ne  holy  word. 
That  all  our  raging  fear  cpntrols  : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford,. 
And  give  »ew  ftreagtji  to  fainting  fouls. 

€  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love» 
Secure  againft  a  threat*ning  hpur  ； 
Nor  can  her  fi^fn  foundations  move, 
Bjiijt  pa  bi$  truth,  and  qjm'i  with  pow'r; 


'  Psalm  46，  47,  95 

Psalm  XLVL  2d  Pari.  Long  Metre. 

God  fights  for  bij  cbureb. 

1  T   ET  Zson  in  her  King  rejoice, 

1  a  Tho*  tjnmts  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife  ； 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  mete,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought 
And  Jacob's  God  is  mil  our  aid : 
Behold  the  works  His  hand  has  wrought,  k 
"Wtat  defolations  he'  has  niade  ！ 

3  From  fea  to        through  all  the  (hores. 
He  makes  the  npife  of  battle  ceafe  ； 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars. 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breads  the  bow9  he  cuts  the  {pt9T9 
Cbar'ots  he  burns  with  heay'nly  flame  ； 
Keep  filence  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  ^  Be  fiill,  and  learn  tHt  I  am  God, 
u  ill  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 

u  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  flill  my  throne  in  Zion  ftands*" 

6  O  Lord  of  hoftsy  almighty  King, 
Wlule  we  io  ite^r  thy  preience  dwell, 
Otit  faith  fhall  fit  fequre,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm  XLVIL    Common  Metre, 

Cbriji  afcending  and  reigning. 
lfr\  For  a  flumt  of  facred  joy 
VJ     To  God  the  fov'reign  King  ！ 
Let  cv'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumf^  fing. 


g6        Psalm  47,  48.  

2  Jefus  our  God  afcends  on  high  ！ 

His  heav'nljr  guards,  around, 
.  Attend  him  nfing  through  the  fky 
With  trumpets'  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  ihout  and  pralfe  their  Klag9 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  3 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  ； 
Cer  all  the  caith  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  bis  praife  with  awe  profound  ； 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong  ； 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefB  tongue. 

5  In  IfrJel  ftood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ； 
But  now  he  call&  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  talle  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abrabar^s  God  is  known, 
While  powers  and  prinees9(hields  and  fwords> 
Submit  before  his  throne.  、  ' 

Psalm  XLVIH.  ijl  Part.  ShortAIctre. 

Vcr.  1-8. 

The  church  is  the  honour  and  fafety  of  a  nation' 

1  REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
\J    And  let  his  praife  be  great  ； 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  moft  deHghtful  feat- 

2  Thcfe  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  ftandi 

The  honours  of  our  native  place. 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Zion  God^is  known, 
A  refuge  in  diftrefs  ； 


j 


Psalm  48,   97 

How  bright  has  his  J^lTatioa  fliown 
Through  all  her  palaces. 

4     When  kings  againft  her  join'd, 
And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confttfion  of  the  mind» 
They  fled  with  hafty  fear. 

-  5     When  navies,  tall  and  proud, 
Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 
He  fends  his  tempeft,  roaring  loud. 
And  finks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  feen, 

How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  (heep  hare  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 

Well  to  his  houfe  repair,  '  % 

We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  grace. 
And  feet  deliverance  there: 

Psalm  XLVIIL  2^/ Pur/.  Short  Metre. 

Vcr.  10—14. 

^Tbe  beauty  $f  tbt  church  \  »r,  gjfel  worjbip  and  order* 

！     i     TT'AR  "  thy  name  is  koown 
I  X/     The  world  declares  thy  praife  ； 

Thy  ikints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 
•     2  ᅳ  With  joy  let  Judah  Hand 
On  Zion9 &  choferi  hill, 
Proclaim  the  >  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
^  And  cbunfels  of  thy  will. 

%  Let  (Irangers  walk  around 
I  The  city  where  we  dwell, 

！        Ccmpais  and  view  thihe  hoVy  ground, 
L  And  mark       bliiUiHg  well, 

！  K 


rsAtM  4전，  49*  

4     The  orders  of  thy  houib. 
The  worfhip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  ibngsf  die  folernn  vowi, 
And  make  »  fair  report. 

^     How  decent  and  how  wife  1  、 
How  glorious  to  behold  ！ 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adoni'd  with  gold* 

6     The  God  we  worfliip  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  iky. 

Psajlm  XUX,  \Ji  ？ art.  Com,  Metre. 

Ver.  6 세  4， 

Pride  and  death  ；  w,  tbt  vanity  ,f  life  and  rhbeu 

i  XXTHY  idoth  the  man  of  riches  grow 

VV     To  infolence  and  pride, 
•  To  fee  his  wealth  ^nd  honours  flow 
With  every  rifing  tide  i 

t  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  fcornt 
Made  ©f  the  felf-fame  clay, 
And  boaft  as  though  his  fleft  was  bom 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ？] 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 

His  foul  a  ihort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour» 
Or  make  his  brother  live.  . 

4  [Life  is  a  bleffing  can't  be  fold» 

The  ranfom  is  too  high  ； 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  goldj 
That  man  may  never  die.] 


 Psalm  49,   9^ 

He  fees  the  btuttdi  and  the 
The  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 
:  their  poiTeffions,  clofe  their  eyes, 
nd  hafteu  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  itiWard  thought  and  pride* 
"  Mj  honft  ihall  ever  ftand  ； 
*f  'And  that  my  name  xriay  long  abide, 
"  I'll  give  it  to  ttiy  land." 

»}  Vain  ate  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft  ； 
Hew  foon  his  ttiefti'iy  dies  ！ 
His  name  is  written  in  the  duft. 
Where  his  own  carcafe  lie^.  . 

Pause. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  j 

And  yflt  their  fons^  as  vain. 
Approve  the  words  thdr  fathers  fay* 
And  a6t  their  works  again* 

9  Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honour  ratfe  themr  high, 
Live  like  the  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race. 
And  like  the  bead  they  die* 

lb  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filly  flieep, 
Death  fe*eds  ttpOn  them  there, 
Till  the  laft  tinmpet  bteaks  theiir  fleep, 
In  terror  and  defpair.] 

Psalm  XLIX«  ad  Part.  Com.Mctre. 

Vcr.  14, 15*       Death  and  the  rtfurreShn. 

i  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft, 

X      And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duft, 
Your  pomp  (hall  nfe  no  more*  . 


100  J^SALM  49， 

2  The  lail  great  day  (ball  chaise  the  fcene  ； 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ？ 
When  iball  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  i 

3  God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

When  fep'rate  from  the  flefti  ； 
Aiid  break  the  priibn  of  the  grave. 
To  raife  my*  boa^s  afrefb. 

4  Heav'n  is  ？ ny  ^yerlaftmg  home : 

Th，  inheritance  is  fure  ； 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refumc, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

Psalm  XLIX,    Long  Metre. 

The  rich  fitness  deaths  and  the  fmnty4  r^urrc^ioit* 

1  VTTHY.  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 

V  V  And  bioaft  the  large  eftates  they  have  ？ 
How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  J  • 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death. 
With  all  the  wealth  in  wbieh  they  trttft  ； 
Kor  give  a  dying  brpther  br^hs 
When  God  coinmands  him  down  to  duft. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difinai  ftade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  ； 
That  flefli,  fo  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  m  the  ground. 

4  X.ike  though  tlefs  flieep  the  firmer  dtes^ 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat  j 
The  faints  fhall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  find  th，  oppreffor  at  their  feet. 

$  His  honours  perifti  in  the  duft, 

And  •  pomp  aad  beauty,  birth  and  blood  : 


Psalm  49/50,  101 

That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
6  My  Savioui-  fkall  mj  life  reftorc, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode : 
My  flefli  and  foul  (hall  part  no  more* 
But  dwell  forever  near  mj  God. 

Psalm  L.  i_6.  i/iPart.  Com.Metrc, 

The  loft  judgment  $  or9  tbe  faints  rewarded. 

1  npHE  Lord, the  judge, before  his  throne 

JL     Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  ； 
Tht  nations  near  the  rifing  fun, 
And  near  the  weftern  fky. 

2  No  more  ftall  bold  blafphemers  fay, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ；" 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 

To  impudence  and  fin,  * 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  fliall  come» 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way  ； 
Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  ftorm,  ' 
I-ead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav'n  from  above  his  call  fhall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  fhall  know  and  feac 
His  juftice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints,"  he  cnes, 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice,  、 
"  And  feal'd  it  with  his  blootL 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works  bto't  forth  to  light, 

"  Shall  make  the  world  confefs 
"  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace:" 


IPS  P&ALM   

Psalm  L.  2d  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Ver.  %9  10,  Si,  24,  15,  23. 
Ob^dUn^e  it  b^ter  thm  fatrifie^. 
1 HTHUS  foith  the  Lord,  "Th«  fpacious  fields, 
"  And  fiocks  and  h<rds  a$e  mine  ； 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills, 
.  ^*  I  claiiKi  a  right  "divine. 

2  "  I  afk  no  lheep  for  Sacrifice, 

"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ； 
"  To  hope  and  love,  tto  pray  and  praife» 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hand  fhall  fet  th«e  free  ； 
"  Then  (hall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  c^fers  humble  praife, 

"  He  glorifies  me  beft  : 
"  And  thofe,  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
"  Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 

Psalm  L,      Pari.  Common  Metre. 

Ver.  1,  5，  8,  16,  21,  *»• 
The  judgment  of  hypocrites. 
ltT7HEN  Chrift  to  judgment  fhall  defcend, 
W     And  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word.  • 

t  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flain 
"  Will  I  the  "jyorld  reprove  ； 
"  Altars  and  rites  and  forms  are  vain, 
"  Without  the  fire  pf  Iqve. 

5  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do- 

"  To  bring  their  kctfifice  ？ 


.    Psalm  50.  103 

"  They  call  my  ftatates  juft  and  true, 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  cxpc<a  to  ，fcapc  my  fight, 

"  And  fin  without  control  ？ 
"  But  I  (hall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
u  With  angai(h  in  your  foul/' 

5  Confider  ye,  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ； 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there. 

Psalm  L.     Long  Metre. 

Hypocrify  expo/ed^ 

1  HTHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns; 

~L    Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear9 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehood  and  deceit  ； 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  footb  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face  ； 
Thty  take  his  cov，nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  beav'n  they  lift  thdr  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  luft,  defied  with  blood  ； 
By  night  they  praftife  ev，ry  fm, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  {La  the  more  ； 
They  think  he  Oeeps  as  well  as  they, 
Aad  put  iisur  off  the  dreadful  hour. 


J 04  PsALrt  50, 

6  0  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  neat, 
And  fets  their  crimes  b^bre  their  eyes  ； 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  fhall  tear* 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

Psalm  L.  \fl  ？ art.  ；  Particular  Metre. 

The  lafi  Judgment. 
*  jnpHc  Lord,thc  fov'reign,  fends  his  fummons  forth^ 
A  Calls  the  fouth  nations  and  awakes  the  north  ； 
From  eaft  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread, 
Thro,  diftant  woflds  and  regions  of  the  dead  : 
No  more  {hall  athcifts  mock  his  long  delay  \ 
His  vengeance  deeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  day  ！ 

ft  Behold  ！  the  Judge  ddbends  ；  his  guards  are  nigh, 
Tcmpeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  Iky  1 
tteav'iijearthj&hell draw neaf;let all thmgs eome  ' 
To  hear  his  juftice>  and  the  finncr's  doom  ； 
But  gather  firft  my  faints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands. 

3  Behold  my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th,  eternal  facrifice  in  blood,  \Jev>t 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  names;  the  tSreek9  tljc 
That  paid  the  ancient  worlhip,  of  the  new  ； 
There^s  no  diftin^tion  here  ；  come,  fpread  their 

thrones, 

And  near  me  feat  iny  favorites  and  my  fons» 

4  I,  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge :  Ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
Thofe  awful  truths  that  finners  dread  to  hear  i 
Sinners  in  ZUm、  tremble  and  retire  ； 
I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ；  bulls  and  goats  are  v!un 
Without  the  flames  of  love  :  In  vain  the  ftore 
Of  bnital  ofTrings  that  were  mine  before  ； 


Psalm  50*  105 

Mine  are  the  tamer  beads  and  lavage  breed. 
Flocks,  herds,  8c  fields,  &  forcfts  where  they  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  a&  thee  food  ？ 
When  did  I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ？ 
Can  I  be  flattcr'd  with  thy  ennging  bows. 
Thy  f»lemn  chatt'rings,  and  iantaftick  vows  ？ 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftmcnts  to  behold, 
Glaring  in* gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold? 

1  Unthinking  wretch  ！  how  could'ft  thou  hope  to 
pleafe 

A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  I 
While,  with  my  grace  and  itattites  on  thy  tongue. 
Thou  Jov'ft  deceit,  and  dofl  diy  brother  wroog  ； 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adulterers  arc  thy  chofen  friends. 

S  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufPring  love  } 
,    But  ^idft  thou  hope  that  I  fliould  ne'er  reprove  ？ 
And  chenih  fuch  an  impious  thought  within* 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  (in  ？ 
Behold  my  terrors  now  ；  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes  $  ye  fooh,  be  wife  ； 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ； 
4  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  fdUls9  and  no  dcliv'rer  near. 

Psalm  L,  2d  Part.  Particular  Metre. 

The  laji  judgment, 

i  Tp'HE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth* 
•L  Calls  the  fouth  nations, and  awakes  the  north; 
From  eaft  to  weft  his  fovVeign  orders  fpread, 
Thro1  diftant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  founds  ；  hell  trembles ;  heav'n  rejoices  ； 
Lift  up  your  beads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 


>o6  Psalm  50,  

a  No  more  fhall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ； 
His  verigeance  fleeps  no  more :  Behold  the  day  ！ 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ；  his  guards  are  nigh } 
Tempcft  and' fire  attend  him  down  the  Iky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  lhall  adore  him  : 
White  finners  tremUe>  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

^  tt  Heaven,  earth,  arid  hell>  draw  near :  Let  all 
things  Come, 
"  To  hear  my  juftrce,  and  the  finncr's  doom  ； 
"  But  gather  firil  my  faints  (the  Judge  commands) 
"  Bnng  th^n,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands* 
When  Gfaiift  returns,  wake  cv*ry  cheerful  paffion  ； 
And  ihout,  ye  iamt«  ！  he  comes  fof  your  lalvation* 

4  "  Behold  ！  fny  covenant  ftands  for  ever  good, 

*«  SealM  by  th，  eternal  facrifice  in  blood,  [y<p«ry, 
"  And  fign'd  with  all  their  names  ；  the  GreeA^tht 
,c  That  paid  the  ancient  Worihip,  or  the  new." 
There's  tio  diftinftkm  hert  ；  join  all  yotir  voices. 
And  raife  your  hea<b,  ye  faints,  fof  hcav'n  r^oiees* 

5  "Here  (faith  the  Lord)  ye  angels,  fpread  their 

thrones, 

<«  And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons : 
"  Come,  my  redeem'd,  poflefs  the  joys  prepat'd 
"  Ere  time  oegan  ；  ,tis  your  divine  reward," 
When  Chrift  returns,  wake  cv'ry  cheerful  pafllon  $ 
And  ihout,  ye  faints  ！  he  comes  for  your  fadvatlon* 

Pause  the  Fir^t. 

<  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God  ； 
"  I  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
"  My  juft  eternal  fentenee,  and  declare 
"  Thofe  awful  truths  that  finncrs  dread  to  hear." 
When  God  Appears,  all  nature  fhall  adore  him  : 
While  finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him* 

9  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blafphemer,and  profane, 
"  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat'nings 
y%n  ; 


Psalm  50.  107 


"  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  iaints'  attire, 
"  I  doom  thee9  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire." 


Judgment  proceeds  ；  hell  trembles  ；  ieav'n  rejoices; 
lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

t  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullodcs  (lain 
'Do  I  condemn  thee  $  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 


"  Without  the  flames  of  love  ；  In  v^in  the  ftorc 
"  Of  brutal  off'rings  that  were  mine  before." 
Earth  is  the  Lord's  ；  all  nature  fhall  adore  him  ； 


While  Qnners  tremble,  faints  Fejoice  before  him. 

9  "If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  aik  thee  food  ？ 

"  When  did  I  third,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  i 
"  Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts,  and  fayage  breed, 
"Flocks,  herdfi»  and  fields,  and  forefta  where 
thev  feed.131 
AH  is  the  Lord^s,  he  rules  the  wide  creation  ； 
Gives  finiiers  vengeance,  and  the  &ints  faivatiotu 

10  "  Can  I  be  flattcr'4  with  thy  cringing  bows^ 
"  Thy  folemn  chatt'rings,  and  fantaftick  vows  ？ 
"  Are  my  eyes  qharm'd  thy  veftments  to  behold, 
"  Ghaing  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ？ *， 

God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts  ；  no  fair  difguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  xifes. 

Pause  the.  Second. 

11  K  Unthinking  wct^h.l  how  couldft  thou  hope 

to  cde^fe 

tf  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ？ 
"While  with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  on  thy 
tongue, 

MThou  lov'ft  deceit>and  doft  thy  brother  wrong." 

Judgmeot  proceeds  ；  hell  trembles;  heav'n  rgoiccs; 

Ijft  up  your  heads,  yc  feints,  with  cheerful  voicei* 
"  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ；  ' 
"  Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends  ； 
"  While  the  felfe  flatt'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 
H  His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftruAion  liates." 

God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts  ；  no  fsur  difguifes 

Can  fcresa  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifcs. 


io8        Psalm  50，  51. 

13  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fulTring  love  ； 

"  But  did'ft  thou  hope  that  I  (hould  ne'er  reprove  ？ 
"  And  cherifli  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
"  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin.,,v 
See,  God  appears,  all  naturp  joins  t，  adore  him  ； 
Judgment  proceeds^  and  tinners  fall  before  him. 

14  u  Behold  my  terrors  now  ；  my  thunders  roll, 
"  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  fouL 
"  Now  like  a  lion  ihall  my  vengeance  tear 

'  "  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near."  , 
Judgment  concludes;  hell  trembles;  hcav'n  rejoices; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  iaint89  with  cheerful  voices 

Epiphonema. 

15  u  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ；  yc  fools,  be  wife  ； 
"  Awake  before  ttas  dreadful  mormng  rife  : 
"  Change  your  vain  thoughts^  your  crooked 

works  amend  ； 
"  Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your 

Then  join,  ye  faints,  wake  ev^ry  cheerful  paffion  ； 
When  Chrift  returns,  he  comes  for  your  falvation. 

Psalm  LI.    lji  Part.    Long  Metre. 

A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon^ 
r  i  QHEW  pity,  Lord  ；  O  Lord,  forg^e, 
|^  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ； 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ？ 
May  not  a  finner  truft  in  thee  ？ 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  furpafs、 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wafli  my  foul  from  ev'ry  fin, 

And  홍 nake  my  guilty  confcience  cletn : 
-    Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  Kes, 
And  paft  offences  pam  min«  eyes. 


 Psalm  ^i.   10^ 

4  Nfy  lips  with  fliamc  iaf  fins  confefs, 
Againfl  thy  law,  againft  thy  grace  ； 
Lord,  fhould  fhy  judgment  grow  feverc, 
I  am  con^ema'd^  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fuddtfii  vengeance1  feizfc  my  breath, 
I  niuft  pronounce  3ice  jtitt  in  death  : 
And  if  my  fobl  were  fcht  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  fave  a'  trembling  fintter,  Lord, 
Whoft  hope,  ftili  hov*ring  round  thy  word, 

*  WoulH"  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there, 
Some  fare  f^pport  againft  defpair. 

Psalm  LI.    2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Oftginat  and  aHtud  Jin  eohfkfed. 

1  X  ORD,  I  am  vile,  concciv'd  in  fin  ； 
L  a  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ； 

Sprang  fem  the  than  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  pur  infant  breath. 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  ； 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfed  heart  j 
But  we're  defiPd  in  ev'ry  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a^new, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pure  and  true  \ 
O  make  me  wife  betimes,  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Sehold,  I  fall  before  thy  face  ； 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  graces, 

No  outward  torms  can  make  me  clean  ； 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within, 

5  No  bleeding  bird^  nor  bleeding  beaft, 
Nor  hyffop  brahcli,  nor  fpririkling  prieft, 


1 10  rsA^ivi  51. 

Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  fe&^ 
Can  wafh  tSe  difmal  ftain  away. 

6  Jefos,  xny  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow*r  Efficient  to  atone  ； 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  &ow  ； 
No  Jcwifli  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While  guilt  difturbs  aftd  breaks  ifty  peace. 
Nor  ikSi  nor  foul  hath  reft  or  eafe  ^ 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'nin^  voice» 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

-r  '― '  "  '  "* 

Psalm  LI.    2A  Long  Metre. 

The  backjlider  reftored  ；  or,  repentance  and  faith 
in  the  blood  of  CbrijL 

a  I 에  THOU  that  hea^ft  when  finners  cxy, 
\J  Though  all  my  crimes  before  0iee  lie. 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look. 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  tnj  nature  pure  within. 
And  form  toy  foul  averfe  to  fin; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Caft  out  and  bani(h'd  from  thy  fight  ； 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Thongh  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  ft  ill  afford : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 
To  plead  、the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  king,  , 
^s  'all  the  facrifice  I  bring  ；  ' 


Psalm  51.  111、 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  defpifc 
A  broken  hesut  for  (aprifice. 

6  My  ibul  lies  bumbled  in  t}ie  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentencc  juft  ； 
Look  dowxi9  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fare  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  "mil  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ； 
Sinners  (hall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace  ； 
IH  l«ad  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 

^  And  they  (hall  praife  a  pard'ning  Cod. 

m  O  any  tfay  love  infpire  mj  tongue  ！ 
4  Salvation  (hall  he  all  my  fong$ 

And  aU  mj  powers  fliall  join  to  blcfs  • 
The  Lord*  my  ftrength  and  righteouihefs. 

Psai^h  li»  3-^x3*  ift  Part.  Com,Metrc. 

OrigM  mid  aSmlJtn  wfeffi4  뼤  pardoned. 

1  T  ORD9  I  would  iprcad  my  fore  diftrefs 
I  -j    And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ； 

Agatnft  thy  Uws,  a^inft  thy  gr^ict, 
How  high  xny  crimes  ariie  ！ 

2  Should'ft  thou  coin&mn  my  ibul  to  hell, 

Ab4  f^-afh  my  flefh  to  duft, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  lyell, 
And  earth  matt  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  ftock  of  Adam  caine. 

Unholy  and  unclean  ； 
All  my  original  i$  fliame, 
And  all  my  nature  fin, 
..  4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 
Contagion  with  my  breath  ； 
And  as  my  days  advanc'4»  I  grew 
A  jtxfter  prey  for  death. 


ii2    ,       Psalm  $u  

5  Cleanfe  tee,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foyl 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ； 
O  make  my  broken  (pint  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy*  Spirit  quite  depart* 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ； 
Create  apew  1117  viciqus  he^rt, 
And  fill  it  with  .t^  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ；        •      . . ' 
Backfliders  ibftll  K^dreft  ihy  tbroaef  , 
And  turn,     God  ^asti. 

Psalm  LL    id  Part,    Cool  Metre. 

Ver.  ；4— 17-  'ᅳ 
Repentance  hnd  faith  in  the  blood' of  Chriftn  ' 
I  GOD  oif  mercy,  hear  my  예,  . 

\J    M7  load  of  guilt  remove  V  \ 
Break  down  this  (eparating  wsiH  ^ 
That  bars' rae  from  thy  loy^.'  - 

a  Give  me  the'  prefence  of  thy  grgcp, 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue  ' 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs^  . 
"  And  make  thy  -praife  my  fong. '  ^ 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  fl^ip,  r 
For  fin  could  e'er  atone  } 
The  death  of  Chrift  (h^ll  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

^  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  defert, 
-  My  God  will  ne'^r  defpife : 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  kea〜 
Is  our  beft  facriftce. 


、  ―  Psalm  53>  55:  tij  I 
Psalm  LIII.  4^-6.  Cotnnion  Metre. . 

ViSory  and  Jeiiverance  from  ferfecution* 
i    A  R£  all       foes  of  Zion  fools,  ' 
JLx.    Who  thus  devour  her  iamtsi  1 
Do  th«y  not  kpow  her  Sayiour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  \  \ 

'  2  They  fliall  he  feiz'd  vrith  %d  furprUe  \ 
For  God's  revenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bon^s  of  Uiexn  that  rife 
Xo  do  his  children  harm) 

3  In  vain  the  ions  of  Satan  boa(l 

Of  armies  in  array  ；  、 
When  Cod  hits  fin!  difper^d  their  Jioft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  frcJta  Zipn's  King, 

Her  captives  to  reftore  ！ 
Jacob,  wiUi  all  the  tribes,  ftall  flng,  ' 
And  Ju4ah  we«p  no  more. 

I       Psalm  LV，    Common  Metre. 

j  Ver.  1 ― gy  1 6,  17,  18,  zi> 

1  Support  for  the  tiffli^ed  and  Umptc^  fp%U 

\  、i  r\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  niy  cri^s, 

\J    Behold  my  flowing  tc4r$9 
；       Yor  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife,  、 
1         And  triumph  in  piy  fears. 

j  2  Their,  rage  is  levrflM  at  my  lift, 

L  My  fojil  with  guilt  they  l«^d9 

L  And  fill  my  thoughts  yrith  inward  ftrife, 

I  To  lhake  mj  hope  in  God. 

I  3  With  inward  paia  iny  heart-ftrings  fou 
I       I  groaa  with  ^i'nf  bfeath  ；-    '  • 


114  PsALy  W 

Honor  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Amcmgft  the  fli^des  of  dq^h, 

4  O  wot  I  like  a  fiather'd  dove, 

And  inaocence  had  wings  ； 
I'd  fly,  and  ,make  a  long  rcmora 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things 

5  Let  me  to  fome  w&d  defiut  go. 

And  find  a  peaceful  home. 
Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  hkm9 
Temptations  never  coxxie. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

To  *fcape  the  rage  of  hell  ！ 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  csdl» 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 

Pause. 

7  By  moraing  light  I'U  feek  his  &ce» 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry : 
The  night  fidl  hear  me  afk  his  grace, 
Npr  wfll  he  long  deny. 

S  God  (hall  preferve  my  foul  from  fe^rt 
Or  ihield  me  when  afraid  ； 
Ten  thou^nd  angels  muft  appear, 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  caft  my  burdens  pn  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  fuftains  them  all  ； 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  wprd, 
That  faints  ikall  never  fall. 

%Q  My  bighisfl;  }inpe$  fli^ll  not  l^e  vjiin  j  . 
My  lips  fhall  fpread  his  praife : 
Whik  cruel  aad  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days4 


P3AXM  55,  56,  II5 


Psalm  LV.  15—17, 19,     Short  Metre. 

Dangerous  pnj^erity  ；  or,  daily  devotion  encouraged, 

1      T   ET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
1 ᄂ  ^    And  choofe  the  road  to  death  | 
But  in  the  worfhip  of  my  Go4 
1,11  ipend  my  daily  breath, 

%     My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne* 
When  morning  brings  the  light ) 
I  feek  his  bleffing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  xught* 

3  Thon  wilt  rezard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God  ！ 

While  ibmers  periih  in  fur 
Breath  thine  angry 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at 
And  no  fad  changes  fed. 

They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thj  wilL 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cards, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ；  ， 
I'll  caft  my  burden  on  his  armf 
And  reft  upon  his  word- 

6  Hb  arm  fl^all  well  fuftaln 
The  children  of  his  love  ； 

The  ground,  on  which  their  (afety  ftjuuh, 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

Psalm  LVI«     CommQn  Metre. 

Detiijenance  from  oppreffim  and  falfebood  ；  or%  God9 s 
tare  of  his  people^  in  anfiver  to  faith  and  prayer* 

J  f\  THOU  ！  whofe  jufticc  reigns  q%%' 
\J    An4  makes  th,  c^preffor  ccafe 


n6  Psa;jm  §6. 


Behold  how  envious  finners  try^ ~   •  ~* 
To  vex  and  break  mj  peace. 

2  The  fons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  } 
But  as  tnj  hourly  dangers  rife, 
，    My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  mofl  holy,  jufl:  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft  j 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  ileili  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  words  to  mifekief  ftill, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ； 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  couniels  fill, 
And  maiice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  cfcape  without  thy  frown  ？ 

Muft  tbeir  devices  ftand  i 
O  caft  the  haughty  fuuicr  down, 


And  let  him  know  xbj  hand  i 
Pause. 

6  God  counts  the  fbrrows  of  ^  faintSf 

Their  groans  affedt  his  ears  ； 
Thou       a  book  for  my  coioplsuntSy 
A  bottle  for  my  tears* 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry. 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ； 
So  fwift  is  pray'r  to  reach  ihfi  iky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me-. 

8  In  tiiee,  moft  holy,  juft  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ； 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

9  Thy  ialemn  vows  axe  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  iCbftU  rcceire  my  praife  ； 


Psalm  56,  yj、  ixj 

I'll  fing,  "  How  feithful  W  thy  word  ! 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ways  ！" 

io  Tbou  haft  fecur，d  my  foul  from  death  ； 
O  fet  thy  prisoner  free  : 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath. 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

Psalm  LVII.     Long  Metre. 

Praife  for  frote3httf  grace,  and  truth* 

1  TUTY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
■^•L  Of  beuadle^s  love  and  grac^  ^nkno^rn; 
Hide  mc  beneath  xhj  fpreading  wiiigs, 
Till  the  ddl'k  cloud  is  overblQw^u 

2  Up  to  die  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry, 
Tbc  Lord  wiil  xny  deArcs  perform  % 
He  fends  his  angels  from  the  (ky， 

.  And  faves  me  from  the  threat'ning  9^m* 

3  f^t  tioa  exited,  O  my  Go4  ！ 

Above  the  beav'ns,  where  «AgeI>  dwell  ； 
Thj  pow'r  on  ei^rth  be  known  abxQud, 
Aj^d  land  to  lai)4  thy  wonder^  t/eU, 

4  M7  heart  is        :  My  fong  ib^ll  r^ifc 
Immortal  I^ono^rs  to  xky  napfie  ； 
Awake,  niy  ^ongvie,  to  feund  his  praiTe, 
My  tongue,  th.e  glory  of  my  fr^roe. 

5  High  o'er  the  fmh  his  Rwrcy  reigns 
Aud  reaches  t<?  th«  utmoft  ikf  ； 

His  trutji  to  cndlefs  years  rcipaij^, 
When  lower  wojrlds  diffolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ！ 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angeh  dwell  ； 
Thjr  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, ' 
And  land  to  lan4  thy  wo»(iep  tell. 


nS  Psalm  노 8. 

Psajlm  LVIII.    Particular  Metre. 

Warning  to  Magtfiratff, 

1  JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe» 

When  th'  injur'd  poor  Tiefore  you  itanck  ？ 
Dsure  ye  condemn  the  righteous  pooi> 
And  let  rich  linners  'fbape  fecore, 
While  gold  ^nd  gre^mef$  bribe  your  hmds  ？ 

2  IJavc  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  tbe  ju4ges  top  > 

High  in  the  hcav'ns  his  juftice  reigns  \ 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad. 

To  bind  the  confeience  va  your  Aains* 

3  A  poifon'd  ^rwv  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  (harp,  the  ppifpn  ftroagf 

And  death  attends  where?cr  it  wounds  s 
You  hear  no  counfels,  cries  or  tears  ； 
So  the  deaf  adder  ftops  her  ears 

Againft  the  pow'r  of  charming  fouads. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thpfe  teeth  of  lioi^s  cly'd  in  blood  $ 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  duft  ； 
.   As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  xife9 
BefQre  the  fweeping  temped  flies, 
So  let  ihtir  hopes  and  names  be  loft. 

5  The  Almighty  thuncjers  firoi^  the  fkj9 
Their  grandeur  melts*  tbeir  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  fnow  diffolve  and  run, 
Or  fnails  that  pcrifli  in  their  flime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 


jtsalm  50,  oo* 


S  Thus  fhall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford  ； 

And  all  that  Rear  fhall  join  and  fayt 
•*  Sut^  diere's  a  God  that  rules  on  high» 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  crj, 

"  And  will  their  fuff'rings  well  repay/* 

Psajlm  LX.  1-5,  10-12.  Com.Metre. 

On  a  day  of  bumlliatwn  for  difappointnunts  m  vaar* 
i  X   ORD,  haft  thou  caft  the  nation  off, 


V  a    Mttft  wc  for  ever  mourn  ？ 
Wflt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ？ 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ？ 

%  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 
Mdts  all  our  ftrengtb  away  ； 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  widi  wine9 
Wc  tremble  in  difmay. 

3  "  Our  Zlon  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 

"  And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ！ 
"  Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 
"  And  fave  the  finking  land." 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ； 
Save  thy  bdoved  with  thy  fliield. 
And  put  our  foes  to  fliame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

Like  a  confed'rate  God  ； 
In  vain  confed'rate  pow'rs  unite 
Againft  thy  lifted  rod.  ' 

6  Our  troops  fhall  gain  a  wide  renown 

B7  thine  afltftmg  hand  ； 
*Tis  God  that  treads  the  mighty  dovm, 
And  makes  the  feeble  ftani  ； 


120      ,  Psalm  6i,  62.  

Psalm  LXI.  vet.  i-*-6.  Short  Metre. 

Safety  in  Qod. 
t     "TTTHEN  overwkelm'd  wkh  gyicf». 
V  V     My  heart  within  mc  dies  5 
Hdplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief*, 
To  heav'a  1 

%     O  kad  me  td  thtf  rock 

That's  kigh  aboire  my  head, 
find  make  die  covert  of  tKy  wiogs 
My  fhelter  and  mj  (hade. 

3.    Wrthm  thy  prefence,  Lord, 
For  ever  111  abide  ； 
Thou  art  the  tow*r  of  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4   -Thou  giveft  me  the  lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  Ay  name  ？ 
If  enxllds  life  be  their  reward, 
I  fhall  pofleft  the  fame* 

Psalm  LXIL  ver.5 »~ 12,  Long  Metre. 

No  truft  tn  the  creatures  ；  or,  faith  in  divine  grace  andpovttr^ 

MY  Ibirit  looks  to  God  alone  ； 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throac  \ 
In  all  iny  fears,  in  all  niy  flraits, 
My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits. 

Truft  Kim,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways,  " 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ； 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade,  | 
God  is  our  all-fufiicient  atd. 

Falfe  are  tBe  men  of  hig!i  degree, 
The  bafer  fott  are  vanity  ； 
Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear  i 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty"  air.  1 


, Psaim  6j»  6>   v  121 

[  Make  hot  increafiug  gold  your  truft^ 
Nor  fet  your  Eeif w  on  gfitt'rteg  cluft  ； 
Why  wiH  yoti  gtd^f  Ae  fldrth^finofc, 
And  not  bcKcve  what  God  has  tpokt  ？ 

5  Once  h^s  his  awful  voice  declared, 

.  Once  and  again  my  eafs  have  haar^ 
"  AB  poffr'r.  is  has  eWnal  Ak; 
"  He  mufi  be  ftar'd  «nd  truftad  too." 

6  for  fofrftigB  fiWr  i^tgns  not  done, 
Grace  k  a  partner  of  &s  ehr6ne  ； 
Thy  grace  and  jdlke^  mtghrf  Loi^d  f 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

Psalm  LXI1L   iJiParf.  Com.Metrc.  • 

Vcr.  i92rS9  3»4-    ^he  morning  of  a  Lorfs^day* 
•I  "t?  ARXY,  my  God,  -without  dd»y, 
t\i    1  hafte  to  feek  thy  face  : 
Mj  thirttf  Mtit  faiiitS  aw^y,   •  •  . 
Without  Ay  th^ering^grace/  • 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  torching  faht^ 

Bcnea^i  a  burning  Iky,         '  • 
Long  for  i  (roofing  ftream  at  hatd»# 
And  they  nnxft  dlrink  6t  die. 

3  Pvc  feen  thy  glory,  and  thj  powVi  • 

Through  all  thy  temple  (hine  ； 
My  God,  rtptkt  th^t  htav^nlj'  hottr,  ' 
That  ViEat  ft  dkine  ！ 

4  Not  aB  fte  t>le£tings  of  a  &aft  ，-  ^ 
,  Can  pkafe  niy  ioiil  to  Well, 

-      wl^n-  thy  fklm  grtice  f  tkftfe, 
And  ift  thy  pftfytio€  d^jdl. 

5  Not  Ufe  it^%  wiA.  alt  iti  j6y\  •  , 

Can  my  be2  paffions'  inove,  '  ' 
•  M  •  w  1 


122  Psalm  63, 

Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice. 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  till  my  .laft  expiring  4af  , 
k  I'll  blefs  mjr  God  and  King  ； 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fmg* 

Psalm  LXUI.  %d  Part.  Cotn.Mette* 

Vcr:  6 ~* xo«      MUnigbt  tbougbtj  recolUSed* 

1  >nnWAS  in  the  watches  of  die  night, 

JL     I  thought  upon  thj  pow'r  } 
I  kq>t  thy  lovely  face  in  light 
Amidft  the  darkeft  hour* 

2  M7  flelh  lay  refting  on  my  bed  ；  • 

My  foul  arofe  on  high  ； 
"  My  Gpd,  my  life,  my  hope,"  I  faid,  • 
Bring  thy  falvation  nigh."  * 

3  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road :  " 
But  thy  right  hkad  upholds  zne  ftill^ 
While  I  purfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  ftretches  o'er  my  head 

The  fbadow  of  thy  wings  ； 
My  heart  rejoices  m  thine  aid  ； 
My  tongue  awakes  and  iings- 

5  But  the  deftroyers  of  my  peace    ，  、  ， 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  ； 
The  tempter  (hall  for  ever  ceafe. 
And  all  my  fins  be  flain.  ， 

6  Thy  fwprd  {hall  give  my  foes  to  death9 

And  fend  tl^em  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth,  . 
Or  to  the  depths  of  hefi;  、 


Psalm  63,       .  .- 123 


Psalm  LXUI,    Long  Metr^ 

Losings  a/Ur  God  ；  ar,  the  l^vf  of  God  bmtr  than  lift* 

1  RE  AT  God9  indulge  my  humble  cUkn  \ 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  \ 
The  glories  th^t  compofe  thy  name 
Stand  all.  eng^gM  to  jnakQ  mp  feleft.  , 

2  Thon  great  and  good,  thou  juft'an^  ^Gtf 
Then  art  my  Father  zfid  my  God  J  ■ 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties  ； 

Thy  foil,  thy  fervent,  bought  wMrblfcod. ' 

3  With  heart*  and  qyes»  and  lifted  hm^H 
For  thee* I  long,  to  thee  I  loot;  . 

As  trsHrellerSy  in  thirfty  lands* 

Paut  for  the  cooling  watqr-brook,    ，  r 

4  With  cady  feet  I  iovf  뼤 pc&P  1'-'  - 
Among  U17  faiots*  and  kok  thj  lac« ) 
Oft  have  I  fcca  thy  glory  tb^r<^  .  , 
And  felt  the  pow'r  of  fovV^ign  gWc- 

5  Not  £ruks,  nor  ^vrhkts  that  tempt  tstit  ^tki 
Nor  all  the  joys  6ur  fenfes  know,  - 
Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleftt  、 

Or  raife  mj  ch^t^l  prions  fo.  " 

6  My  life  itfelf/  without  tHjr  Jove, 
No  tafte  of  pleafure  could  afford  ； 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove. 
If  I  w^re  banifh'd  from  cbfi  Lord.  : 

7  Amiill  the  wakeful  ho^r &  of  nightf . 
When  b\ify  cares  afflift  ijiy  head,    ，  , 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  .delimit ；， 
And  adds  refrefhment  xo  my  bed. 


124  PSAI>M  6j, 

8  I*H  lift  my  hands9  1,11  raife  my  voice, 
Whrle  I  have  breath  to  pn^r  or  prakTe  ； 
This  work  fh^l  l^alce  mj  heart  rejoke， 
And  fpend  the  remoant  of  mj  d^jsf  - 

P«alm  LSMt   Short  Metre:  ' 

Seeding  CoJ* 
1         ^TY  God,  pemth  mjr  tongue* 
iyjL   Tlu9  Jo)rf  xq  osijl  thee  j 
And  let  my  t^nj        ^yRil  • 
To  tafle  tl>y  love  4\yxs^. 

t     ISj  diirRj  bhaig^  foul  - 
Thy  jncr^y  does  implore  ； 
Not  travcflcri,  in  def^rt  lao4$» 
Can  psmt  fer  water  more. 

3  Wttkin  tbj  (pburebe?,  I^ord9 

I  long  to  find  my  place  ；  ， 
Thy  pow^r       tfloty  to  <behcld»  ' 
Ami  fed  thf  ^aack^iiig  g»c9, 

4  For  t{ft  "without  thy  love 
Nfo  Tclift  can  afford  ； 

WoJ^r  <sm  in:  c0fi^ar'4  with 

To  fcire  a»d  Lord*  • 

5  To  Aeet  I  lift  rrty  hands^ 
And  praifc  thos  wH!c  I  live  % 

Not  the  rick  .(Ujntie^  of  a  feaft 
Such  fp<?<J  pr  ple^fur^  give* 

6  ，  Itn  vafa^  hwr$  of  iugbt» 
•  I  call  jny        to  mind  1 

I  thipje  how  wife  jhy  cqunfels 
And  aU  thy  palings  kind. 

7  Smce  tbou  baft  been  my  hdf^  '  * 
To  thee  my  ijpkit  S^h 


 .  Psalm  63,  6$,  125 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

8     The  'ftadow  of  tjiy  wings 
My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  : 
I  follow  where  my  Father  lpads^  、 
And  he  fupports  my  fteps.  ― 

Psajlm  AXV.  i/?  Part,   Long  Metre, 

Vcr.  1— j,      Public  pr^yen.  and  prai/kf 

1  HPHE  praife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee. 

My  Ood  ；  and  prsrife  becomes  thy  h^Jufe  t  • 
.  There  ftall  thy  fainu  thy  glory  fee,  ' 
And  there  perform  their  public  tows, 

2  O  them,  whofe  mercy  bends  the  ikies 
To  fsive,  when  humble  dnners  pray  }  、  ^ 
All  lands  to  thee  ihall  lift  th«it  eyes. 
And  iHands  of  the  northern  feA.  ' 

3  Againft  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 

But  g^acc  i 뇨 all  purge  away  their  &sdn  i ' 
Thp  blood  of  Chxift  will  never  fail 
To  wafti  tnj  g^rm^ts  white  again, 

4  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  choofe, 
And  gitc  bim  kind  'accefc  to  thee  '；  * 
Giye  him  a  place  within  thy  houic9  ' 
To  tafte  thy  loyc  divinely .  fre^.        ,  / 

PAUSE.    '  < 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays  ； 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  'diftreft,  : 
When  Zion's  God  hiinfeif  arrays 

Ia  terror,  and  in  rtghteoufnefe. 

6  Witji  dreadful  glory,  God  fulfils         •   '  M 
What  bis  affliaed  faitiU  rc4«eft  | 

M2 


12^  PSAL»  계 

And  with  dbughty  wrath  rer«als 
His  love,  to  ^ive  his  churches  rd^, 

7  Then  (ball  tlse  0ocUng  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hiU,  md  awn  theif  hard  } 
The  rifiag  ztxd  the  feting  fun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

PsA^M  Uty.  '  2d  Part.  L^ngjVIfJiW 

Ver.  5— -13. 

Divine  fr^vtitnee  in  a&j  tartb^  and  fe^  /  0r9  the 

Op4  9/  nfitm  qu4  gr^pn 


JL    The  groans  of  Zion  mix9d  widi  tears 
Y^.  wbea      c^m^  uritfa  kipd  ilcfiga^ 
Throvigb  all  the  Way  his  tcrrpr  jQujieSf 

%  On  ^im  tbe  we  of  ]iun  4qpe9ds, 
F?r  lis  th«  eartih'^  reiooteft  encts, 
Where  thfi  Creators  name  ic  kdoseiit 

.  By  natv.re'j  /eebk  light  alpne., 

3  SoSfirs,  that  travd  o'er  ths  flood, 
Addrdt  tkeir  fnghted  fouls  to  Ood9 
Whea  tempc&s  rage,  an4  bellows  rt>ar9 

dr«»<Hul  (Hft^iice  /rom  the  ftore.  ' 

4  He  jblds  «the  aoify  tempers  ce^fe  ； 
He  ； cdms  the  raging  crou$l  to  peace, 
Wlien'a  tumultuous  natiop  jraves, 
Wild  as  the  /^ii^ds,        loud  as  waves, 

5  Whole  J:in^dgims»  $akon  by  tb«  fio&P» 
He  ^ettl^s     후  peaoe^).  form  ；; 
Mounuuis  ^ilahiiibM  bf  iii^  h^n^d,  ,  ' 
Firm  on  their  qU  fy^n^xi^Vi  d^4^  • 

6：  Behold  his  «nAg^  fweep  l^e  ftf  , 
New  cgn»5ts  fyla^  여  l^'nin^  :flf . 출 


"The  heathen  with  Iwift  furpri£e9 

From  the  t>ngbt  horror*  (urn  their  eyes. 

7  At  bis  wmmaa^d9  the  moruiug  ray* 
Smiles  in  the  eaft>  and  leads  the  day; 
He  guic|e$  the  fim's  4fc.U^ing  «d%e«K 
Over  the  top$  of  vrc^^fu  h&JU, 

S  Segfow  ao4  times  obey  his  voic«  ； 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  fee  the  earth  i»^<Je  €aft  with  fhp^9xh 
Laden  with  /ruit,  ?nd  dreft  in  flow'rs. 

9  'Tis  from  bis  wu9ry  fioi^ei  aa  Ueh^ 
He  gives  the  Unrftf  frauM  Gappy  ； 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  z^d  tkex^ 
Do^i  bis  enriching  drops  difpepfe. 

10  The  defart  crows  a  fruitful  fold  ^ 
Abundant  food  the  valljes  yicjd  j 
The  y^llies  lhout  with  chccrfiJ  voice* 
And  QcigWrmg  lrill^  repeat  their  jop. 

1 1  The  paftmes  fttaile  fn  green  arr^y  ； 
There  lambs  gnd  l^ger  cattle  play  ； 
The  largo?  c^tle*  and  die  lamb, 
X^cb  in  ius  langi^^ge  fpeaks  thy  name, 

12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine  ) , 


O'er  cv'ry  fieUJ  thy  glories  fhine  : 
Through  eVry  montn  thy  gifts  appear  ； 
Gre^t  0©ii  \  thy  goodnefs  crowns  they  car. 

PsAfrM  LXV?  iftP^ru  Com,  M«trc. 

A  prayer-beamug.  Qsd、  mmd  the  GtntHei  mlled, 
i  T|  RAISE  ,w^ks  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  ^ 
Jt^    There  S^fli  our  vpw§      p^i  : 

.  All  0c(b  ^all  ffek  4im?  aid.  d 


128  Psalm  6<. 

•    ,      •  •  r-  

Z  hordj  cur  iniquities  prevail,  " 
But  pard^aing  grace  is  thtnc  : 
And  thou  wilt  gr^qt  us  pow'r  and  ikill. 
To  ponquer  cv'ry  fin^ 

3  Bkft  arc  th^  meivlvhom  thou  wilt  choof^. 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face  ； 
Give;  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houie, 
To  fcaft  upon  thy  grace, 

4  In  anfw*ripg  what  thy  church  requefisi 

Thy  truth  and  terror  Itine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufn^fs 
Fulft  thy  kind  c^fign* 

5  Thus  {hsJl  the  wond'nng  nations  fee 

The  Ldr4  is  good  and  juft  : 
And  4iftant  iflsmds  ^7  %o  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  t^eir  truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'rbg  tokens,  Lord, 

When  fiens  in  heav*^  appear  ； 
But  they         learn  thy  Holy  word, 
.  And  love  as  well  as  fes^r. 

Psalm  LXV,   2d  Part.  Com.Metrc* 

The  Providence  of  Gqd  in.  air ,  earth,  an4  or, 
the  blejjing  qf  rairf.、 

i  ^T^IS  by  thy  ftrengtb  the  mountains  ftandf 
God  of  eternal  pow'r  ！ 
The  fea  grows  csdni  at  thy  command. 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  rpar. 

a  The  morning  light,  and  ev'ning  fhade， 
Succeffive  comforts  bring  ；  ' 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  liarveft  glad9 
Thy  flowers  adorfi  the  (pring. 


r  3  Sybils  »|4  times,  ai^d  moon^  «nd  hour^, 
！       Hcav'n,  earth»        air  m  thin^  ； 


The*  Author  i&  4>^^ 

4  Itiofe  wandering  ciftemt  in  tke  ftyf 

Bonur  by  the  winds  around, 
Wltfc  wat'fy  tvc^uics  well  f9po\f 
Thf  funpwi  of  tht  grouiU. 

5  The  Ahrfty  ridges  drink  their  fll, 

And  rahkt  ipf  ^pra  amear  ；  -' 

ways  abound  with  bk^ngj  ftUl^ 
Thy  ^o^incf^  crowns  tbe  year. 

Psalm  LXV,  ^4  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Tbe  bleffings  ofibe\^t4ng  ；  or,  Gpd  ^ittct  rain. 
A  Pfalp  fof  the  H^ifbandmAn. 

I         OOP  h  ihf  tord,  the  hcav'nly  ？: «g， 
VJT    Whp  tpajcef  the  e^rth  his  gave  ； 
Vifits  4jie  pa^ures  cy'fv  fpring^ 
And  ]>|ds  tSe  '^i-afs  appear. 

>  The  dpiick>  ifl 에  fiy^s,  r^'d  en  Wgk， 
Pour  o*t,  쳤.  thy  cmiQ»«df 
Their  Wcy  hl^fliogs  frpip  thp  Ikjr, 
To  cji*€r       <^{r%  land, 

3  Th«  frftwi'd  ridges  of  th«  field  ; 

Permit  thfi  corn  to  fyrijig  ；  • 
The  v^llUs  fc^h  prpvifipn  yield,  x 
And  the  poor  l^b'ra^  fipg. 

4  The  li(tl€  liillfi,  oil  ^7  «de, 

-Rejoies  at  {^ilhi^  ftow'rs  1 
Tbe  meadow*,  4rfA'4  W  prfcfe 
Perfume  뼈^  flew'rs. 


t^6        Psalm  6^  66.  

5  *The  barren  clods,  refrefh'd  witb  rain, 

Protfiife  a  joyful  crop  ； 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again,  ' 
And  raiie  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  Th^^-ious  months  thy  goodn^ &  crowds  $ 

How  bount^ms  mic  thy  w»ys  I 
Tht  bte^t|0g  flocks  fpmd  </fr  the  dowQB, 
And  fliepberds  (hput  thy  praife, 

?»AhM  J.X VI.  iJtPqrt,  ConuMetre, 

Governing  powr  and  goodntfi  }  grt  o^r,  grace 
'   tried  kjt  afiSwu* 
i  ^IING,  all  ye  nati«as^.to  the.  hor^f 

'-  With  mw^y  Qf  found  rcqorcl  、  * 
His  hoMpi)rsf  and  your  joy^..  ... 

？  Say  to.jjip  pow'r  tb^t  fta^cs  tfec .  <kj, 
"  Mow  terrible  artl  thQU  } 

«'     Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 

"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow,"  ' 

3  [Come,  fe^  the  wpn^rs  of  our  Go<j, 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ！ 
la  Mofe'  'hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  fn^hted  feas. 

4  He  macfe  the  ebbing  channel  d?y, 

While  IfrM  pafs'd  the  flood  ； 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  jojr， 
*  And  triumph  in  their  God.} 

5  Se  rules  by  his  refiftlef?  plight  ； 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eteriial  to  the  fight, 
Apd  teippt  tkat  dreadful  war  > 
j5  Q  bltfs  our  God,  and  never  ceafe  ； 
Ye  faints,  fulfil  Kis  pratfe ; 


rsALM  oo.  131 

He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace. 
And  glides  *  ot^  donWul  ways, 

7  Lord,  thou  baft  prot'd  bur  ftffVingf  fouls, 

To  make  our  graces  ihine  ； 
So  filvcr  bears  tke  burning  coab. 
The  metal  to  refine.. 

8  Hiroagh  trat'rj*  deeps  and  fiery  ways, 

We  march  at  thy  command  ； 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

Psalm  LXVL  2d  Part*  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  13— ao.    Prajfi  to  God  for  bearing  praytr^ 

1  XTOW  (hall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
1\    To  that  Almighty  Pow'r, 
That  heard  the  loag  requefts  I  made 

In  my  diftrefsful  hour. 

2  My  fijM  and  clieerful  heart  prepare 

,  To  jiiake  his  mercies  known  ； 
Come,  ye  that  fear  ftiy  Godf  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  htrge  forrows  fell, 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  ai'd  ； 
He  IkvM  toy  finking  foul  from  hell,  ' 
And  death's  eternal  fhkdc. 

4  If  fin  lay  Cover' d  in  my  keart. 

While  pray'r  employ'd  mj  tongue. 
The  Lord  had  ibewn  me  no  regard^  ' 
Nor  I  his  praifek  fimg« 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  bUft  ！) 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free, 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requefly  ； 
Nor  turn'd  hi$  heart  from  ,. 


131,^ ᅳ  ᅳ  .  

Pi  aim  LXVIt    Common  Metre. 

^kt  nation's  pro/peritj  mU.tbk4lhurtby*  hicr"^ 

i  Q  HINS9  rti^titf  Odd,  dit  diti  Our  land, 
O   With  Um»  Of  ht^^hXf  gt« 앉  \ 
Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  iHir  (Oafts» 
And  ihew  tbf  iinQing-  &e«. 

a  [Amidft  6ttt  Statesi  «xahed  higlr, 
•    Do  thou  OUf  gl6<y  ftartd, 
And  like  a  waH  t?/'gliAfdiaii  fife, . 
Surround  the  iav'rit«  land.} 

3  Wlito       Htf  nzrn^f  (fotn  ftiotc  to  Bibre^ 

SotfAd  all  di^  earth  ibtt^d, 
And  ctlftant  natidAs  *  kiioW  and  lov^ 
Their  Saviour  a^d  thftif  G6d  ？  샤  * 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 

Sing  bud  With  folefnh  vbict  ；  、 
Whfle  thankful  tODgues  eiajt  his  pttufe, 
And  gtateftd  hcartis  tejbice.  • 

5  Hcii  th^  great  Lord^  the  ibv'rciga  Judg9# 

That  fits  enthltDA^dl  above,  ，\ 
Wifely  coznmuids  xht  worlds  he  madci 
tn  jufticc-  and  m  love.  • 

6  Earth  (hall  obey  her  M%ker*s  wfll* 

And  field  a  fbii  htcrealb  ； 
Out  God  will  crowii  hA&  thof^n  hind  、• 
Whh  fruftAdnt&  aad  /peaoe. 

7  God  tht  Redeemer  fcatttefs  rotsni 

His  choicfd  fe^otlfS  hctc  ； 
While  the  cretddtt's  uttht)ff  botitfi 
Shall  fe^  id»H9  tni  fctfr. 


 Psalm  69. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  iJIPart.  Long  Metre. 

Vcr.  1—6,  ja— 35. 
The  vengeance  and  cwnpafiw  of  Gcd. 

1  T  ET  God  strife  in  all  his  mighty 
JLi  Aftd  put  the  troopi  of  bell  to  flig|bt» 
As  ihioke,  that  fought  to  cloud  the  flckt» 
Before  the  rifing  tempeft  flies.  • 

2  [He  comes  arrayM  ia  bamng  flames  | 
Juftice  and  vengeance  are  his  names  ； 

I     Behold  his  fiunting  £oe$  €^ire9 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  firt*J 

3  He  rides  and  bonders  thro«gh  the  fief  4 
His  name,  Jihovah,  founds  on  high : 
Sing  to  bis  name,  ye  ib&s  of  grace  % 

I     Yc  isuntst  rejoice  before  bis  face. 

I  4  The  widow  and  the  fathetlefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fliarp  diftrefs  ； 
In  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  judge  that's  juft,  ft  father  kiiuL 

5  He  breaks  die  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  fee  the  light  again  ； 
But  rebels,  that  difpute  his  Will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkndE;  ftilL 
Pause. 

€  Kbgdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ； 
Crown  him,  yc  nations,  in  your  fong : 
Hb  wond'rous  names  and  pow'rs  rohearic  $ 
His  honours  (hall  enrich  your  vcrfe. 

7  He  (hakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms  ； 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ！ 
I    In  Ifr'el  are  his  mercies  knovsi 
I    If^l  is  his  pectiliar  throne. 

N  - 


j  34         Psalm  68. 

8.  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  hlefl ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft  ：  , 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrenglh  of  ev'ry  faint. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  ad  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Vcf.  17,  iS.  -  Cbrifi,s  vfcenfton,  and  the  gift  of  the  fpirit. 

.  i  "f"   ORD,  when  thou  didft  aicend  on  high, 
I  a  Tea  thoufand  angels  fill'd  the  fky  : 
Thofe  heav'niy  guards  around  thee  waits 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ilate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
)4ojre  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ； 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  ftruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell,  ' 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 

That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made. 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  hts  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  LXVIIL  yi  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Ver.  J9,  9,  20—22. 
Praife  for  temporal  blejftngs  ；  or,  common  and 
fpirttual  merchtu 

1  "WJ  E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  good, 

V  V  Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  &  food; 
Who  pours  his  bleffings  from  the  ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies* 

2  He  fends  the  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheep  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  j 


Psalm  68，  69.  1^5 

He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain,  ♦ 
Refrefli  the  ihirfty  earth  a^ain. 

3  'lis  to  bis  care  we  ow^  our  breath,' 
And  all  our  near  efcapes  frbm  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ；      '  Z 
He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  ftrong. 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
The  common  bleffings  of  his  love  ； 

But  the  wide  diff'rence  that  remains  、 
Is  endlefs  jpy,  or  endlefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  all  the  ferpent's  feed  fhall  tread  ； 
The  ilubhorn  finner's  hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lafting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  fhall  raife 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas  ； 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above,  « 
There  fhall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  love. 

Psalm  LXIX- 1— H  iJiPart,  Com,Met. 

The  Sufferings  of  Cbrifi  for  our  faPvatio^. 
、i  "  Q  AVE  me,  O  God  ！  the  fwelling  floods 
O    "  Break  in  upon  my  foul  : 
"  I  fink,  and  forrows  o'er  my  hea4, 
"  Like  mighty  waters  rdll. 

2  "  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone  ；  fc 

"  In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  : 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
"  And  ihorten  thy  delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

"  And  dill  their  number  grows 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. ,  ^ 


136  Psalm  6g. 

4  "  Twas  then  I  paid  ttat  dreadful  debt, 

•*  That  men  could  never  p4yy 
And  ^avc  thofe  honours  to  thy  law, 
"  Which  fixmers  toolc  away." 

j  Thus*  in  the  great  Meffiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  ； 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief. 
And  gives  us  joy  by  mms.* 

(  M  Now  (hall  die  £unts  rejoice,  and  6Ad 
"  Salyatk«  ii|  my  name, 
"  For  I  have  bome  their  heavy  load 
•*  Of  fcorrowy  paiu9  and  fhanie. 

7  11  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  fotukI* 
"  And  lackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
"  While  I  procur，d  for  nake4  fouls 
"  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

5  "  Amongft  my  brethren  Ad  the  Jews, 

u  I  like  a  ftrao^er  ftood, 
"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
"  The  Geniiks  nc^r  tp  Qod* 

y  "  I  came  va  finful  mortal's  ftead 
"  To  do  my  Father's  will  ； 
4，  Yctt  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  houfe» 
They  fcandali9'4  xdj  zeal. 

u  Mj  (aftings  sad  pxf  holf  groans  • 

w  Were  made  the  drunkard's  f«ng  ； 
w  But  God,  from  his  cdeftial  tbronet 
"  Heard  my  ^mplainiog  tongue. 

"  He  iav'd  me  fit>m  the  dreadful  deep, 

"  Nor  let  my  foul  be  drowyi'd  j 
"  He  rads'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 
"  On  wdl-jeftabiah'd  ground* 


Psalm  69.     ―  -,. .  ij; 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  tnoft  accepted  hour,  * 
"  My  pray'r  arofe  *  on  high,     .  、、 
"  And,  fpr  my  fake,  my  God  iliall  hear 
"  The  dying  finnci^s  -cry.*' :  * 


Psalm  LXIX.  otd  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  14— -21,  16,  29^-32. 
The  pqfflon  and  exaltation  of  Cbrifi. 

1  T^TOW  let  our  lips,  with  holy  fear  、 
1\|     And  inoumforpleafure,  ling 
The  fuff'iings  of  our  great  High-Prieft, 

The'forrows  of  our  King.  ᅳ 

2  Ifc  fipks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefsi  ； 

How  high  the  waters  rife  ！ 
WWle  to  his  heav'nly  y^ther^  ear 
He  iends  perpetual-  cries.      -  — 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

"  Nor  hidq  thy  fhining  face  '； 
"  Why  ihould  thy  f^v'rite  look  like  one  . 
"  Forfaken  of  thy  gra^e  ？  * 

4  "  With  rage  th«y  perfecute  the  man 

"  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
M  While  for  a  facrifice  I  pour        k  ： 
"  My  life  upon  the  ground* 

5 They  tread  my  honour  to.  the  duft, 
Arid  laugh  v^itrt  I  complain  ； 
"Their  fharp  iafultky  fhpi^ers : add  느 
"  Frefli  anguifii  to  my  pakij  *  u 

6  "  All  my  reproach     known'  to  thee, 
"  The  fcandat  af\d  the  ibanie  ； 
"  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  hear^ 
"  And  lie»  de»'d  m^^haHief  * 


^38  Psalm  6>  

}  u  I  looked  for  pity9  but      vain  ； 
"  My  kindrect  are  my  grief : 
**  1  vJk  mj  friends  for  comfort  rotnu^ 
"  But  mett  Nwith  no  relief- 
t  **  Wkb  Tiller  tfaey  mock  my  thirft  ； 
―  AT  give  me  gall  for  food : 
porting  widi  my  dying  groans, 

txiui^ph  in  my  blood, 
into  my  diftrefled  Ami, 

"  And  thougli  mj.flefh  fink  dowii  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  t}ie  grave.  ' 
10  "I  fluill  arife  to  praife  thy  name, 
"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ； 
"  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne  " 

Psalm  LXIXV  $d  ParU  Com^lttetre. 

CbriJ 얏 4  obedience  and  death.;  crf  God  glorified, 

And  Jinners  faved* 
%  T^ATHER  ！  I  fing  thy  wond'ious  grace, 
X?     I  Uefs  my  Saviour's  name  ； 
He  bought  ialhmm  for  tbe  poor. 
And  hore  the  finner's  ftame. 
ft  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais-cl  us  high  ； 
His  4utj  sind  his  zoal 
FulfiU'd  tlie       vriiich  i«orta!s  broke. 
And  S^'d  41  thy  will, 

3  His  dymg  g»09tis»  bisiimng  foags, 

S^alirbeuer  pleafe  my  God* 
Tlum  hairp  or .  trumpet's  folemn  foun4i 
Tb9a. goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  fiiaU  bis  h«9tUe  foilow'rs  fe^ 

An4  fft  Ibeir  belfU     reft  $ 


 P&ALM  6g.  1 3g 

They  by  bU  de^th  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  forever  bUft, 

$  L«t  heay7!!,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 
To  God  their  vek^s  raife, 
While  lands  and  £eas  afSft  the  Iky, 
And  join  t，  sidvtnce  bis  praife. 
6  Zlon  is  thm«,  moft  holy  God  ； 
Thy  Son  fhsdl  fekft  her  gates  , 
And  glory,  purqhasM  by  hU  blood, 
For  thine  own  Jfr9^!  waits. 

Psalm  LXIX.  xftPart.  Long  Metre, 

CbryPs  pafftqn  and  Jinner^  falvation.  , 
I  TXEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
JL/  The  deejjer  forrows  of  our  Lord  } 
Behold  ！  the  riilng  billows  roll, 
•  To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul, 

？  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  iis  breath, 
While  hods  of  h^ll,  and  pow^s  of  death, 
And  all  the  fbns  of  malice  join 
To  execute  dieir  etirft  defign, 

^  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow^r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curfe  a  blefUng  prove  ； 
Thofc  dreadful  fuff，rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  fins  ivhich  wc  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  rcftor'd : 
His  forrow$  p^de  t%  j^Ilkc  fcnavn^ 
And  paid  for  ibllie^  ^ot  his  own. 

5  O!  for  his  fake  ow  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  iantcsr  live  ； 
The  Lord  ^31  bear  yd  in  bis  name, 
Nor  i^l  our  hope      ttW，4  to  IHam^ 


140         Psalm  69,  

Psalm  LXIX.  id  Part,  Long  Metre. 

Vcr.  7,  &c.       Chrifi'i  fufferings  arid  %eal. 

1  >rnri  WAS  for  our  fake,  eternal  God, 

X    Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  ba(e  tepioadh  and  fore  difgrace^ 
And  (hame  defil,d  his  facred  face. 

2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  k!n» 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  fin  ； 
While  he  fulfiU'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 

3  ["  My  Father's  houfe,"  f^id  he,  "  was  m^de 
"  A  plac?  for  worfhip,  not  for  trade  j" 
Then  featuring  all  their  gold  swid  brafs,  ' 
He  fcourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place:] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Confiim'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood  : 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

"  He  felt,  and  moum'a  them  as  his  own.〕 

5  [His  friends  foribok,  his  fojlow'rs  fled, 
While  foes  an4  arms  furround  his  head  ； 
They  turfe  him  with  a  fland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  falfc  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies^ 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree  ； 
There  huhg  the  man  that  dy'd  for  me, 

7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  (lones, 
Infult  his  piety  and  groans  ； 

Gall  was  the-  food  they  gave  him  thcre>  , 
And  mock'd  his  thirft  ； with  vinegar,] 

8  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  ； 
The  hand  tiiar  rais'd  htm  ftom  the  deadi 
Shall  pour  due  vengeanoe  on  their  head 


 Psalm  71,   141 

Psalm  LXXI,  \Ji、  Part.  Com.  Metre* 

Ver.  5 ― 9     The  aged/aint*i  reJUSion  and  hope* 
1  Ti^Y  God,  my  eyerlafting  bope^ 
iVL    I  live  upon  thy  truth  ： 
Thine  hands  have  held  mj  childhood  up. 
And  ftrengtljen'd  all  my  youth. 
9  My  fie&i  was  faihion'd  by  tby  pow'r! 
With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine  : 
And  from  jay  mother's  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  woi^d^rs  kenf 

Repeated  cv'ry  year  : 
Behold  my  <}ays  t^at  yet  remain^ 
I  truft  theip  to  thy  cmf 

4  Caft  me  not  of  when  ftrcngth  4eclinc9f 

WJwn  hewrf  hairs  arife  ^ 
And  roand  nic  let  thy  glory  &xnp9  -. 
Whene'er  thj  fervant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hift'ry  of  1x17  age, 

When  men  review  my  day$. 
They*!!  read  tby  lpvp  in  ev'iy  page, 
In  e^ry  line  thy  praife. 

Psalm  LZXL  2d  Fart.  Com.  Metre, 

Ver.  15,  #4,  16,  23,  12,  14. 
Cbrift  pur  firengtb  and  righteoufnefi. 


growing 
The  ^usnbers  of  thy  graee  ？ 
Thou  .art  mj  eTerlafting  truft, 

Thy  goodxiefs  I  adore  ！ 
And  iince  I  knew  thy  graces  firft, 
I  fpeak  tjiy  glories  xnor?. 


142  Psalm  71. 

3  M7  feet  (hall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  comtage  ia  thy  ftrengtb>  • 
To  fee  mj  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  filPd  with  fore  diftrefs 

For  fome  furprifing  fin, 
HI  plead  thy  perfeft  rightcoufnefs,  ' 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my        rejoice  to  tell 

The  vift'rie?  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul,  redeem'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  fal  nation  fing. 

6  [My  tongue  ih^H      the  day  proclaim  - 

My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  lliamc. 
And  drowp^d  them  in  his  blood. 

7  AwakeJ  awake»  my  tuneful  pow'rs  j 

With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  d^rkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  fealbn  long.] 

Psalm  LXXL  yi  ParU  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  17—21. 

The  qged  chftftiaffs  prayer  ft»4  fofig  ；  or%  qI4  agf$ 
deatk,  and  the  refurr^Sion. 

I  ^1  OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth,. 
,VJ.  The  guide  of  all  my  days^ 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth9 
And  told  thy  wpnd'rpus  ways,  、 

t  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs. 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ？ 
Who  fliali  fuftain  my  finking  years, 
If  God  my  ftrength  depart  ？ 


rsALM  71,  72.  143 

3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  furriving  age» 
And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  nunc 
When  I  ihall  quit  the  ftage. 

4  The  Und  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ； 
0  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breatk 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ！ 

Pause. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearcbable  thy  deeds  ； 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Iky, 
And  all  mj  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  relief. 

7  Bjr  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov'reign  pow'r  to  fave  ； 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

8  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  dud, 

My  flcfh  fliall  be  thy  care  ； 
Thefe  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  truft, 
To  raifc  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

Psalm  LXXIL  iji  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Tb$  kingdom  of  Cbr^fi. 

1        REAT  God,  whofe  univetfal  fway 
Vj  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey* 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throue. 


144  Psalm  72. 


2  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  hcav'n  fubmits  to  his  commands  ； 
His  juftice  ftiall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  pow'r  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  treads  th*  oppreiTor  in  the  duft  : 
His  worftiip  and  hh  fear  (hsdl  laft, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  a^d  time  be  pad, 

4.  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  'mown. 
So  fhall  he  iend  his  influence  down  ； 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftiU, 
Like  hcav'nlx  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  fhades  of  ovedpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light. 
Arid  defarts  bloflbm  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  ihalt  flourifh  in  his  days. 


Dreft  in  the  rpbes  of  joy  and  praife  \ 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations. yet  unknown. 

Psalm  LXXIL  id  Part.  Long  Metre* 

Cbri/Pj  kingimn  among  the  Gentiles* 

1  TESUS  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J  Does  his  fucceffive  journies  ruo  : 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  Oiore  to  (Lore, 
Till  moons  fhall  wai  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  ！  the  iflands,  with  their  kings. 
And  Europe  her  beft  tiibute  brings  : 
FreiA  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  I^oxnage  at  his  feet* 

3  There  Perfia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  jluaes  i«  Eaftcrn  gold  % 


Psalm  72,  73,  14; 

And  barb'rous  nations*  at  his  word, 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord*] 

4  For  him  fhall  endlefs  pray*r  be  made» 
And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ； 
His  name,  like  fwect  fexfixmc,  ihall  lift 
With  ev*xy  morning  &crificc.  • 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  hn  love  with  fweeteft  Tong  ； 
And  infant  voices  (ball  proclaim 
Tfecir  early  bleflings  on  his  name* 

6  Bleffiogs  abound  where'er  be  reigns  ； 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  lode  his  chsdns, 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft» 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft* 

7  [Where  be  difplays  his  healing  pow,r. 
Death  and  the  cuxfe  'are  known  no  more  } 
In  1dm  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bleflings  than  their  father  loft. 

8  Let  cv'ry  creature  riie  amd  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ； 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again. 

And  earth  rqpeat  ih^  load  amen.]  

Psalm  LXXIII.  1^  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

AJU8ed  faints  bappy9  andpro^erotu  firmers  curfid. 

1  XTOW  I'm  conyine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
1\     To  men  of  Heart  fmocrc, 

Yet  once  mj  fooliih  tiiou^hts  repin'd 
And  border'd  on  defpair. 

2  1  griev'd  to  fee  tbt  wicked  thrive, 

And  fpoke  with  angry  breath,  • 
M  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  ！ 
u  How  peaceful  is  their  death  I 

O  ^ 


14$  Psalm  75. 

3  "  With  well-fed  flefti  and  haughty  eyes 

*  Thejr  lay  their  fears  to  Sotf  ； 
"  Againft  the  heav'ns  their  flanders  rife, 
"  W^ile  fifints  in  iUeace  weep.        .  . 

4  "  Ift-  vam  I  lift  my  hands  to  prnyf 

"  And  cleanfe  my  heart  m  vsint 
"  Fot  I  ain  chaflcitfd  att       iday,  、 
**  The  sight  renews  cvy  pain." 

5  Yet  whife  my  toagUe  incfulg'cl  complai^ts> 

I  felt  i»y  heart  reprove  ;  '* 
"  S^re  I  ihall  thus  0§knA  tbj  f»nts» 
^And  grieve  tbe  men  I  love." 

6  But  dill  I  found  mj  doubts  too  har4i 

The  conflia  too  fe^re,  • 
Till,  I  retir'd  .to  fearch  thy  woTd, 
And.  leam  ;tbf  fccrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  ibme  pw>phetic  glafs, 

I  fkw-  t&e  ikiiicr's  leet 
High  mom^d      ^  ffi^ry.iplaw, 

8  I  heard  the  wretch-  p^fencly  boaft. 

Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ； 
His  honours  in  a  .dream  were  k>ft»  , 
And  he  avmkes,  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  visat  .an  eimous.-fbol  J  Wsa  ！  * 

How  like  a  thottghdefs  beaft  ！ 
Thus  t^>  fii^pe^  th^  pxtMnis'd  grace* 
And  think  .the  wicked  bkft  ！ 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  frooi  fell  doQ^r, 

Upheld  by  pow'r  tmkhewn  : 
That  bkfied  hand,  dilt  broke  the  fnaxe, 
Shall  guide  aac  tor  thy  throne-  * 


Psalm  73.         '  147 
Psalm  LXXIII.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  23—h,%»   0$d  mr portion  here  hereafter. 
,  my  fijpportcr  and  my  hope, 
fy  hdpr  for  cyer  near, 
arar  of  mercy  held  me*  up* 
finking  in  defpair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  fhall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  vilderaefs  ; 
Thine  hand  cosdA^  me  neai;  Ay  &at» 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heay*n  without  my  Ood^ 

^would  be  no  joy  to  me  ； 
And  wfailft  this  eartti  is  my  abode,* 
I  loqg  for  none  bat  thet.  •* 

4  What  if  the  Ipriijgs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  fteft  and  heart  fliould  faint  ！ 
God  is  t^j  fail's  eternal  it>ck»  . 
The  ftrejigth  of  ev'ry  faint* 

5  Behold  the  fmners^  that  remove 

Far  frpin  thy  prefencQ9  dDe  ； 
Not  all  the  idd-gods  they  Jorc 
Can  iatc  ,th«m  .wfaen  they  :cry. 

6  But  to  draw  ntzt  to  thee,''ni7  God, 
•   Shall  .be  mj  Arect  employ  ； 

My  tox^ue  ihaJl  toiand  thy  vmka  abroad. 
And  tell  the  noadd  mj  joyv  

Psalm  LXXHI;    Long  Metre.  、 

Ver.aa,*3,6,T 7—10.  ^he  frefperity v/Jtrmn-s  cur/id. 
,1  "J"   ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretqh  "\vas  I, 
1  a  To  monrn,  and  murmur,  Jind  repme 
To  fee  the  wicked  iplstcM  on  high*  ^ 
In  pride  and  robe$  of  hcmc«|r  itaine  I  ^  1 


148  Psalm  73. 

%  But,  O  .their  end,  tlieir  dreadful  en4  ！ 
Thy  fanatuCry  taneht  me  fo  : 
On  llipp'ry  rocks  1  &t  them  ftand> 
And  ncry  billows  roll  below. 

3  Nov  let  tfaem  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
IH  nwrer  envy  them  again,  - 

ITicre  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  efss, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlels  pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  how  faft  they  flee  i 
Juft  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ； 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  Now  I  >efteem  their  mirth  and  wine 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  : 
Lord,  *ti$  enough  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  life,  my  portion^  and  my  God. 

Psalm  LXXltl.    Short  Metre. 

The  mjjfery  of  Pr&vi/iettce  mfolied. 
tURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
)  Nor  is  religion  vain  ； 
Though  men  of  vice  may  bouft  aloud,  . 
And  men  of  grace  comphki. 

%     I  faw  the  wicked  rife. 
And  fdt  mj  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fbols>  with  fcovnfttl  eyes. 
In  robes  of  honour  fliine. 

3  fPampcr'd  with  wanton  etfe, 
Their  flefli  looks  full  and  fair  : 

Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  ftas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
TbiU  pious  fouls  endure,  . 


S1 


 P$ALM  .73,  74>  >T4Q 

Throogh  all  their  life  opprtffibn  reigiis,- 
And  racks       hnnible  poor. 

5  Their  impious:  tongues  blaiphenvi7* 
The  everUftiW  6od  :    、  ' 

Their  -widlice  Wafe  the  good 'man's  riaJne, 
And  ijpre^dsr  their  lies  abroad.'  - 

6  But T  I,  with  flowing  teirs,     '  . ;  ' 
'     Indulged  my -doubts  to  nfe  ； 

"  Is  ther*  a  t36cf  that*  fees  or  hears  후 
"The  things  the《ftres  ？" ] 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 

Till  to  thy  :{ioufe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  kanj  후 by  juftice  tMence.     '  , 

8  •  Thy  wor<J  with  ligl^t  an4  paw'r 

Did  pay  miftakes  amend  ； 
I  view'd  the  finners^  lives  before,  ' 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  .what  a  flipp'ry  f^eep  .、 
The  thoqghtlefs  wretches  go  ； 

A(id  O  that 1  dreadful  fiery '  deep. 
That  waits  their  fall  below  ！ 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow,  ' 
Mv  thoughts  no  more  repine  ) 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thinef 

Psalm  LXXIV,    Common  Metre. 

The  cburcb  pleadir^g  nuitb  Ood  under  fore  perfecutio^ 

1  WTiLl^  God  for  ever  ca(t  us  off  ？ 
VV      His  wrath  for  ever  fmoke 
Agadnft  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chofen  flock  ？  ᅳ 
6% 


150  Psalm  74^  

3  Think  of  die  tribes  ib  duaij  bought 
With  their  Redtemer^  blood  ； 
Mor  let  thy  Zion  be  fixrgot* 
Where  once  thy  glory  uood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feett  and  march  i«  ha&e. 
Aloud  our  ruin  calif  ； 
Siee  what  a  wide  and  fearftd  wafte 
It  made  within  thy  walls. 

<  4.  Where  once  thy  churches  pr^y'd  and  Cxag, 
Thy  foes  profanely  roar 
Over  xhj  gates  their  enfigns  baiigy 
S^d  tokens  of  their  pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  feats  of  worflup  broke  i 

They  tear  thy  buildings  4<>vm  ； 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  ftroke, 
Precurcs  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  thejr  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their,  nefl  ； 
"  Come,  let  us  burn  at  once,"  they  cry9 
"  The  temple  and  the  prieft." 

7  And  ftlll,  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ； 
Thy  wonted  flgns  of  pow*r  and  grace. 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  woes, 
»         But  all  the  ieers  mourn  ； 

There's  not  a  foul  amongft.  as  knows 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

Pa  us  i. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God  ！  how  long, 

Shall  men  of  pride  bla^rfieme  ！ 
Shall  iaints  be  made  their  endlefs  finigt 
And  bear  immonal  fhame  I 


io  Canft  tkou  for  ever  fit  and  bear 


And  ftiU  wkhhald  thy  hand  I 

11  What  ftrange  deliT'rance  haft  thou  Aowi 

In  ages  long  before  ! 
And  now  no  other  God  Xrt  owttf 
No  other  God  adore. 

12  Then  didft  dmde  th^  raging  fea. 

By  thy  refiMefs  might. 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  'wond'rous  way, 
And  then  fccure  their  flight. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine^  ' 

The  darinefs  and  the  day  ？ 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  (hine» 
And  mark  the  ftm  his  way  ？ 

14  Hath  not  thy  pow'r  formM  cv'ry  coaft. 

And  fct  the  earth  its  bounds. 
With  fummer*s  heat,  and  winter's  froft. 
In  tkeir  perpetual  rounds  ？  ' 

i$  And  flmll  the  fons  of  earth  and  duft 
That  iacred  pow'r  blafpheme  ？ 
Will  not  thy  hand,  that  form，d  them  firft. 
Avenge  diine  iftjur'd.name  ？ 

i<5  Think  on  the  cov ，！ lant  thoii  haft  made. 
And  all  thy  words  of  love  : 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  inrade 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

i,7  Our  foes  would  trhnnfdi  in  our  blood. 
And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  : 
Plead  thine  own  caafe,  Almighty  God  ! 
And  give  thy.  children  reft. 


iy  holy  name  profaned  ？ 
ftill  thy  Jealosy  forbear, 


1$2  PSAXM  7^  

Psalm  LXXV.     Long  Wetre.  f 

Power  and  ^ov^rnm^t  from  God  ahne. 

1  rTpO  thee,  *mo&.  ho\jf  and  iiK^IJiigh, 

X  T°      ,we  .bring  our  th^dful  praiie  ， 
Thy  works  declare  thy  intme  is  <xugh9  " 
Thy  works  «jf  -wonder  and  x>f  grace, 

2  "  To  flav'ry  doom,d,  thy  ifhofen  fons 
"  Bdwjd  tfaeir  fops  triumphant  rife  ； 

"  And  for 휴  opprctt  by  eartfely  thrones, 
"  They  fought  the  fbvereign  of  the  i}ties. 

3  "  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  tqual  pow'r, 
"  Arofe  diy  vengeance  and  thy  ^mce^ 

"  To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  fhore, 
"  And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race/, 

4.  Let  haughty  fianers  fink  their  pride. 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  ； 
But  lay  their  foolifli  thoughts  aiidQs 
And  own  the  "  empire"  God  bath  made, 

5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance. 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  ； 
，Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
，Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  pretence  to  roy^l  birth 

Shall  &x  a  tyrant  on  the  thrqoe  ；  1 
God,  the  great  fov'reign  of  the  earth. 
Will  rife,  and  make  his  juftice  iuiown.  j 

7  [His  hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  cbp 
Of  vengeance,  mix,d  with,  various  plagues 육 
To  make  the  wicked  drink  thexn  up, 
Wring  out,  and  ^afte  the  bitter  dregs, 


Psalm  75,  76,  153 

S  Now  ftall  the  Lord  exalt  the  juft  2 
And  v^itle  he  tramples  on  the  proud. 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  da&f 
Our  Hps  ftall  fh^g  his  praife  aloud.]} 

Psalm  LXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

Jjrgei  fav",  and  the  AJjfriant  diftr9fed  $  or9Gtd*s  venge， 
ance  agatnft  bis  enem'm  frKttdi  fr^m  b'u  church, 

1  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  ； 
JL    His  name  in  Ifr'el  great  ； 

In  Salem  flood  his  holy  throne» 
And  Zion  was  bis  feat. 

2  Among  the  prakes  of  his  faints, 

His  dwelling  there  be  chofe  ； 
There  be  recciy'd  their  juft  complaints 
Againft  their  haughty  foes. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreaxlful  word. 

And  broke  the  threat'ning  fpeat, 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fword9 
And  crufb'd  th，  Affyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elie 

Bat  mighty  hills  of  prey  \ 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  tBan  they. 

5  TVas  Zion's  Kbg  that  ftopp'd  the  breatk 

Of  captains  aiid  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  flept  faft  in  death. 
And  never  found  their  hands. 

^  At  xhj  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  ！ 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  I 
Thy  v€i)geance>  who  can  tell  \ 


154        Psalm  76，  7%  

7  What  pow^r  can  ftaad  before  thy  fight, 

.When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ？ 
When  heaur'n  Qmes  rowd  with  dreadfid  Ug^ 
The  earth  Ues  (Hll  and  fears, 

； S  When  God,  in  his  own  fov,reign  ways, 
jpomes  down  to  fave  th，  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  ma»  (kail  work  his  pTai&^ 
And  he'll  Teftrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring  ； 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown : 
His  terrors  (hake  the  proudefl:  king, 
And  cut  an  army  down* 

10  The  thunder  of  his  (harp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foes  ftall  feci : , 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftilL] 

Psalm  LXXVIL  i/iPart.  Com.Mette 

Melancholy  djfaultingy  and  Hope  prevailing* 
,  I  fnfT{  O  God  I  ^ry'd  with  mournfol  voice 
JL      I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
I«  the  £id  day  when  troubles  rofe, 
And  fiU,d  mf  heart  with  fear. 

z  Sad  were  my  d^j-s,.  and  dark  mj  nights 
My  foul  rcfus'd  relief  ； 
I  thought  on  Gbd,  the  juft  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  griof. 

3  Still  I  jcompl^n*d,  and  (Ull  oppreft, 

My  heart  began  to  break  : 
My  God,  thy  wrath  'forbad  my  r«ft/%  、 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake* 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew  ' 

'Till  I  could  fpeak  ixp  |pore$ 


Psalm  77,  155 

Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

；  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times. 

When  1  beheld  thy  face  ； 
My  fpiiit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes,  _ 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6 1  call'd  tliy  mercies  to  my  mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before; 
And  will  tbe  Lord  no  more  be  kind  i 
His  face  appear  ik>  more  ？ 

7  Will  he  for  ever  cad  im  offf  、 
His  promife  ev^r  fail  I 
Has  he  f^f got  ia%  Uadcr  lore  ？ 
Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ？ 

I  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefe  thought, 

This  dark,  defpairipg  frame, 
,Rcmemb'ring  what  thy  hand  hsuch  wrought; 
Thy  hmd  is  ftiD  tbm  fame. 

)  111  thkk  again  of  all  thy  ways,  . 
And  talk  thy  wooden  o'er, 

woftders  of  recovering  grace. 
When  fielh  could  bopc  no  move. 

w  Oracc  dwells  with  juftice  on  the  throat  j 
And  menf  that  love  thy  word,  . 
Have  In  ihjk  fandtuary  known 
I     The  connfels  of  the  Lord, 

Nlm  LXXVII.  2dPart.  Com.Mctre/ 

^firt -derived  from  sneuait  pranjiienees ；  wrtlfrael 
Mveredfivm  Egypt,  and  bro^kt  *9  Casm4m. 

\  "  TTOW  awful. i$  tby  chaft'ning  rod ？, ^ 
I    XX  (May  thine  -own,  children  fay) 


156  Psalm  77-  

"  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  S 
"  How  holy  is  his  way 

2  111  meGUtate  his  works  of  old  ； 

The  King  that  reigns  abore, 
1,11  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told9 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love.  . 

3  Long  did  the  houie  of  Jofeph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprcft  ； 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  re 다. 

4  The  fons  of  good  old  Jacob  feemfd 

Abandoned  to  their  foes  ； 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeemed 
The  nation  that  he  chofe. 

5  Ifrael9  his  people  and  his  fheep, 

Muil  follow  where  he  calls  ； 
He  bids  them  venture  through  the  deep. 
And  makes  the  wavft  their  walls. 

t  The  waters  iaw  thee,  hiighty  God, 
The  waters  faw  thee  come ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  ftoody 
To  make  thine  armies 'room. 
7  Strange  was  tliy  journey  through  tb 후  Cea^ 
Thy  footfteps,  Jjordy  unknown  ； 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'rous  way 
That  brings  tliy  mercies  down. 

t  [Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  foTmd9 
Through  clouds  and  darknefs  brofce  % 
All  hear'n  m  lig^t'nrag  ihone  atound. 
And  earth  with  thunder  fhook*  、 

f  Thfne  arrows  through  the  &y  were  burl'd  i 
How  gloHous  h  the  Lord  ！ 


^  Psalm  77,  78,  157 

Surprife  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  world, 
And  his  own  faints  adlor'd. 

xo  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock, 
、  And  faf^  by  Mofes*  hand, 
Through'  a  dry  defart  led  his  609k 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land. 3 

Psalm  LXXVI1L  i/iPart.  Coin-Met. 

Providences  pf  Gai  recorded1 ;  or^pt&us  education 

and  inJruSioM  of  Ckildmu 
1  T  ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
JLi    Whi<*  God  perform'd  rf  old  ； 
Which  in  our  youngs  yeare  we  £zvrp 
And  vfhlch  oar  fathers  told* 

l  He  bids  vs  make  his  glorias  hwwa  $ 
His  works  of  pow*r  and  grace  ； 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Tlrough  every  rifing  race. 

3  Our  Hps  flu^Ftcl!  them  to  our  fops, 

Aa^  they  again  to  theirs.; 
thzt  ^ge^c^ations  yet  unborn 
May  tes^ch  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  (hall  they  learn  in  God  ； done 

Their  hope  fec^rely  ftanis  $ 
That  they  may  oe'«r  forget  hh  works^ 
But  pra^ijjb  h\s  commands.  

Psalm  LXXVIII.  2d  Part.  Com.Mct- 

IJhaifj  rejkMon  and  ptmtjhment ;  or,fhe  Jmt  and 
cbajlifomjpnts  of  f€9fk* 

f  p|  WHAT  a  ftiff  rebellious  houfe 
Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  taoft  folcmn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 


158  Psalm  78,  ᅳ 

z  They  broke  the  cov'nanc  of  his  love, 
,      A&d  did  his  laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pOw*r  before  their  eyes* 

3  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light. 

From  his  avenging  hand  ； 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  that  flubborn  land  ！ 

4  They  faw  him  deave  the  mighty  fe^ 

And  march  in  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  wayf  ■ 
Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  (hade  aind  light  ； 
By  day  it  prov,d  a  iheh'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  nighu 
$  He  from,  the  rock  their  third  fupply'd; 
The  gufliing  waters  fell, 
And  rah  in  rivers  by  ^tmr  fide, 
A  conflant  miracle.  , 
7  Yet  they  provoVd  the  Lord  moft  higbt 
And  dar,d  dHlrull  his  hand  ！ 
«*  Can  he  with  bread  our  ^ofts  fopply 
"  Amidft、  this  defart  land  ？" 

fi  Th«  Lord  with  indignation  heard. 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flaune  ； 
His  terrors  ever  ftand  prepared 

To  vindicate  his  name、  

Psalm  LXXVIIL  ylfarU  Com.Met. 

The  funt/bment  of  luxury  and  intimperance  ;  or, 

chajitjfement  and  fahuatioru 
i  "TXTHEN  Ifr'el  fins, the  Lord  reprorcs, 
V  V    And  fills  their  hearts  with  ^-ead  ； 


i 


 Pbalm  78,  159 

Yet  he  forgives  the  men  be  loves, 
And  fends  them  hcavnlj  bread* 

2  He  fed  them  wi^b  a  lib'ral  hand. 

And  made  his  treafures  known  ； 
He  gav^  the  midnight-clotids  comii|and 
To  pour  provifion  dow^. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  motninr  (how'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet : 
-  The  corn  of  heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  puret 
As  diottgl^  'twere  angels9  meat. 

4  But  they  in  munn'ring  language  £sadt 

"  Manna  is  alTour  feaft, 
"  We  loathe  this  light*  this  airy  bread  ； 
"We  muft  hare  &tffy  to  taftc.'* 

5  "  Ye  (hall  have  fleft  to  pleafe  your  luft, 대 

Tie  Lord,  in  wradi,  rcply'd  ； 
And  fent  them  quails,  like  fand  0?  duft, 
Heap'd  up  from  fide  to  fide, 

4  He  gave  them  sdl  their  own  defire  ； 
And  greedy  as  they  fcd» 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire^ 
And  imot^  the  rebels  deacU 

7  When  foine  were  fkin,  the  feft  retar^i'd, 

And  fought  die  Lord  with  tears  ； 
Unider  the  rod  they  fear*d  and  mourn'^ 
But  ibon  forgot  their  fsars, 

8  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  an4  ftill  forgave^ 

Till  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  nation  he  refolv'd  to  fave^ 
PoffefsM  the  proniis'd  land. 


i6o         Psalm  jS. 

Psalm  LXXVIII. ᅳ Long  Metre.  ' 

Ver.  32,  &c. 

Backjliding  arid  forgivene/s  ；  or,  Jin  fumfbedy  and 
、  faints  faved* 

1  ftEA^  G6d,  how  oft  did  Ifr'el  prove? 
VJ  By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ！ 

•  There  m  a  glafs  our  hearts,  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  .be,  • 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot. 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  bad  wrought  ( 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  Bis  face, 
Nor  fear  his  j>ow，r,  nor  truft  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  conium'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  rakn  t 
A  tedious  inarci,  tfirotfgn  unkn6Wii  ways, 
Wore  out  their  ftrengtb^and  fpe^tt  thejir  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  tbeir  brethren  flain. 
They  moarn'd  and  fooght  the  Lord  again  ； 
Call'd  htm  the  Rock  of  tbeir  ab^e^ 
Their  high  Recfeeiher  and  their  God. 

5  Their  pray'rs  and  vows  before  him  rife,  " 
As  flattering  words,  or  f^lemn  lies. 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nant,  and  his  love. 

6  YVt  did  his  fa v 'reign  gtace  forgrre 
The  men  Who  ne'ef  deferv'd  to  live  i 
His  anger  oft  away  he  tum'd, 

Or  elfe  wfth  gentle  ffame  it  burn'd, 

7  He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail 융 
He  faw  temptations  ftill  prevail  ； 

The  God  of  Abr'am  lov'd  them  d^U 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill;  ' 


Psalm  80.  161 


Psalm  LXXX.    Long  Metre. 

The  churches  prayer  under  affliffio/t;  or,  the  vi/t^ 
'  y^rdf  of  (rod  ^uafied* 

1  n\  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Iffael, 
VJT  Who  doft  between  th«  cherubs  dwell. 
And  ledft  the  tribes,  \hj  chofen  flieep. 
Safe  through  the  ddart  and  the  deep. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  defart  now, 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  it  through  ； 
Tuna  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  ftall  be  fav*d,  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  he^v'nly  hods  pbcyt 
How  long  (hall  we  lament  and  pray, 

•  And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ？ 
How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ？ 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  ch eel  fill  bread, 

Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fad  ^ 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  ftall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

P  A  U  8  E  I. 

5  Haft  thou  tiot  planted  with  thy  haxub 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ？ 

Bid  not  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly 'dews  enrich  the  ground  ？ 

I     쯔  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  flioot, 
j        And  J)lefe'd  the  nations  with  their  fruit  \ 
I        But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  do\vn  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

i      7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ？ 

Why  haft  thou  laid  her  feiices  wade  ？ 
Strangers  aivd  foes  againft  her  join^ 
And  ev'ry  beail  devours  the  vine.  J 
Pa 


162  Psalm  8ov  8h  

8  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ； 

Nor  let  thy  bleec^ng  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore  ； 
Wt  (hall  be  fav*d,  and  figh  no  iaoxe. 

Pa  v  0i  IL 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Cahian  grtwp 
Thou  waft  its  fbresgth  .and  «k>ry  too  i 
Attack'd  in  vain  bj  all  its  &c 와 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  Promife  iofe- 

10  Fair  Branchy  brdain'd  of  old  tso  (hoot 
From  David's  ftock»  from  Jacob's  root  ； 
yimffeii"  a  noble  .Vine,  and  we 

The  leffer  branches  of  the  tree. 

，Tis  thine  own  Son  ！  and  he  fhall  (laxity 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength,  at  thy  right  h4nd  ； 
Thy  firft-borii  Son,  adorn'd  and  bkft 
With  pow'r  stnd  grate  above  the  reft; 

Oh  I  for  his  lake  attend  our  cry  ； 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  left  they  die 
Tarn  us  to  thee,  thy  lave  reftore  ； 
'   We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm  LXXXI.  i,8— 16.  Short  Metre; 

The  «warnings  of  God  to  his  ffe&p/e  ；  or,  J^iritual 
bleffings  and  punjfiments* 

I N  G  to  the  Lord  aloud* 
_    And  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 
God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour-God^ 
Let  Ifr'el  hear  his  voice. 


ii 


12 


s 


From  vile  idolatry  * 
*'  Prefervc  my  wbrihip  clean  ； 
^  I  am  the  Lord  who  fet  thee  free 
,c  Ftom  flav'ry  and  from  fiiu 


Psalm  8i,  82. 


*«  Stretch  dly  de&res  abroad^  t 
"  And  I'll  inpplf  them  well  ； 
"  Bat  if      vill  reftife  your  Ooii» 
"  If  \iM  wfll  veoA  j 

u  Pll  leave  diem,"  faith  the  Lord# 
"To  their  ewn  lufts  a  prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  ihe  dsing'rcms  road  ； 
u  'Ti&  their  owa  chofen  way. 

^     "  Yet,  O  ！  tiiat  all  my  faiiits 
'     "  Would  hearken  to  tiiy  voice  ！ 
"  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fere  ^omplaintifi 
"And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice* 

6    "While  I  deftroy  their  foes, 
"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 
"  And  they  flwmld  tafte  the  ftrcam  that  flow* 
"  From  their  ctcnial  Rock." 

Psalm  LXXXIL     Long  Metre. 

Qodtbe  fuprerke  governor  ；  or,  magiftrates  warned'. 

1  A  MONG  th'  aiTeinblies  of  the  greats 
jt\.  A  greater  Ruler  takes  hh  feat  ； 
The  God  of  heaven,  as  Judge,  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth9  and  all  their  ways; 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ？ 
Or  why  fbpport  th，  unrighteous  caofe  ？ 
When  wjll  ye  once  defend  the  poor. 
That  finners  vex  the  faints  no  more  ？ 

3  They  know  not,  Loni,  nor  will  they  know  ； 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  : 
Their  name  of  earthly  gocU  is  Yain, . 
For  they  {hall  fall  and  die  like  men. 


1 64       Psalm  82,  83/ 

4  Arife»  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Spn 
Poffcfs  his  univcrfal  throne, 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ； 
He  is  ovr  Ju4g«>  and  be  out  Gol、 

PsAj.M  LXXXIIL    Short  Metre. 

A  complaint  againfi  per/ecutors. 

1  AND  will  the  God  of  grace 
XJL    Pci^petuai  filence  keep  ？ 

The  God  of  juftice  hold  h\%  peace» 
And  let  bis  vengeance  fleep  ？ 

2  Behold»  what  curfed  fnar«s 
TSic  men  pf  mifchief  fpread  ； 

The  men  that  bat«  xkj  faints,  and  thee» 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head* 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  ones  ,  ' 
Their  coundfels  they  employ, 

And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Furfues  tbem  to  deftroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  bafe 
Into  thy  paftures  leap  j 

The  lion  and  the  ftupid  aft 
Conlpire  to  v^x  thy  fheep. 

5  "  Come,  let  us  join,"  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
"  Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain^ 
"  Nor  mem'ry  (hall  be  found." 

6  Awake,  Almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  tnind  ； 
Give  them,  like  forefts,  to  the  £ret 
Or  ftubble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  madnefd9  Lord, 
And  make  them  feek  thjr  name  ； 


, Psalm  83,  84.  、  16^ 

Or  elfe  their  ftubborn  rage  confound. 
That  they  may  die  in,  flume. 

i  Then  fliall  t3ic  nations  kiiow 
，  That  glorious  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  n^me  alone, 

.     And  tkott  the  fov'teign  Lord^  .  ^ 

Psalm  LXXXIV.  i/i  Part.  Long  MeU 

The  pkajkre     public  wr/btp. 
i  TTOW  pleafatit,  ho*  divinely  fair, 
JTl  O  Lord  of  hofts,  diy  dwellifig^  are  ！ 
Witli  long  defire  my  fpirit  faints 
To  meet  th，  aflemblies  of- thy  faints* 

i  My  fkfh  wodkd  reft  in  dime  abod€f 
My  panting  heart  cties  out  for  Ooct  i 
My  God  ！  my  King  ！  why  fhould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joy$  and  thee  }  • 

3  The  fparrow  diOofes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  fwft  ； 

、  B^t  will  my  Odd  to  fpair<yw$  glmt 
That  plcafure  which  his  children  wauif  ？ 

4  Bleft  are  tlicf  fdnts,  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majefty  ； 
Thy  brightcil  glories  ihine  above^ 
And  all  their  work  is  ]»raife  stitd  lore. 

5  Blcft  are  the  fouls  that  find  a  place 
Within  tht  temple  df  thy  gface.; 
there  they  behold  thy  gentle*'  rays, 
And  feek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praife, 

i  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ； 
God  is  their  firength  ；  and  throu^i  the  road 
*Tbcy  lean  upon  theit  helper,  God, 


t66 


Psalm  ^4. 


7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  flxcngthj 
Till  all  fhall  meet  in  hcav'n  at  length  j 
Till  all' before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worfliip  there*  


Psalm  LXXXIV.  2d  P(irt.  Long  Met. 


(Ud  and  bis  ehureb  ；  or,  grace  and  glory* 

1  f^i  RE  AT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  fipgs 
VJ.  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  iprings$ 
To  ipend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thouiand  days  of  mirdi. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanefl:  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  o£  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe9  nor  thrones  of  pow,r, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door* 

3  God  is  our  fun,  be  makes  our  day  : 
God  is  our  fhield  ；  he  guards  our  way 
From, all  di*  sdhvl%$  of  hell  and  fiii9 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  withia. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ； 
He  gives      all  things,  and  withholds 
No  teal  good  from  upri^it  fouls. 

5  O  God,  our  King9  whofe  Ibv'fcign  iwaj 
The  glorious  hoUs  of  hcav'n  ol^y  | 
And  devils      thy  prefence  fke  ； 
Bleft  i$  the  man  that  trufts  in  diee. 


Psalm  LXXXIV,    i,  4,  2，  3,  io. 


Paraphrafed  in  Common  Metre. 
Ddight  in  crdinances  of  ovor/hip  ；  or9  Qod  prefent 


MY  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
To  which  thy  God  reforts  ！ 


Psalm  84.  167 

Tis  heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face. 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  fides 

His  faviog  pow*r  difplayst 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  beav'uly  dove 

Defcends  and  fills  the  place» 
While  Chrift  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  fheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God»  tbf  vovds  declaro 

The  fecrets  «f  thy  will  ； 
And  flill  we  feek  thy  mercy  there. 
And  fixig  thy.praUes  ftUL 

Fa  use. 

5  M7  heart  and  flefh  ctj  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ；  > 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  GoU  ？ 

6  The  fparrow  builds  hexfalf  a  neft» 

And  fuffers  no  remove  ； 
O  make  me,  like  the  fparrows,  bleft,  ， 
To  dwell  but  where  1  love. 

7  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
EmployM  in  caraal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  threfhold  I  would  wadt» 

While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  (btr, 
Or  live  in  tents  fiat 


i68  Psalm  84. 


9  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  fea, 
For  one  bled  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
I'd  give  them  both  away.   

Psalm  LXXXIV.    Particular  Metref 

Longing  fir  the  baufe  of  God*  - 
.1    T  .0  R  D  of  the  worlds  aboye, 
J ᄂ  a    How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
f  TLe  dwellings  of  tfiy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ！ 
To  thine  ^bode 
TAy  heart  aspires. 
With  warm  defires. 
To  fee  my  God. 

2  The  fpairow  for  her  young 
k    With  plsafure  feeks  a  neft, 

And  wandVing  fwallows  loi^g 
To  find  their  wonted  reft  : 

My  fpirit  faints, 

With  equal  zeal, 

To  rife  and  dwell 

A.^on^  thy  f«nts, 

3  O  happy  fculs  th^t  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  1 
•O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  fervice  there  1 

They  praife  thee  ftill  ； 

And  happy  they  ^ 

That  love'  the  way 

To  Zion,s  bill  ！  ' 

(4   They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrengd^ 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  kngth»         ,  , 
Till  each  in  hcav'a  appears  : 


 Psalm  84，  85； 

0  glorious  feat. 
When  God  our  Kis^ 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willuig  feet ! .  .  . 

'  Pause* 

5  To  fyend  one  facred  day 
Where  God  and  faints  abijct 
Affords  dbriti&T  joy 
Than  thdufand  days  befide  : 

Where  God  reforts, 

1  loye  it  more 
To  .  keep  the  docirr 
Than  f&iae  in  eourts. 

6  God  is  qur  futi  and  Hiipld, 
-  Our  light  and  our  defence  \ 

With  gifts  h\s  hands,  are  filTA 
We  draw  our  bleflings  thence  J 
•   He,  ih^ll  bedow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace 

And  glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  .{people  loves  | 
His  hand  no  good,  withholds 
From  thofe  his  theart  approves. 
From  pure  and  pidus  fouls  :  .  .  , 

Thrice  ha^py  ne, 
O  God  of 'hbfts,  、, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 

'      Alone  in  thee  ！  ,  _  "，     ,  。  -  ᅳ 

Psalm  LXXTV.  ij  Part.  'jUongMet^ 

Vtr.  Waiting  for  an  anfiver  U  frayer  i  dr,  delpu* 

1  T  O  RD^thou  haft  calFd  thy  gta€c  to  xftind, 


>70         PsAt»t  9$i  \. 

So  God  forgave  when  Ifr'tl  6nn*df 

And  brought  )iu  wandViilg  cfcpihrtt  home* 

ft  Thou  haft  begim  to  fet  ut  free, 
And  made  thy  fierteft  wrath  abate  i 
Now  let  oar  heatti  be  tMi,d  to  tbee, 
And  tky  falv«lio*  cdlf 후 lelK 

j  Revive  otxr  dying  graces,  hori^ 
And  let  Af  iaints  ih  Ace  rejotqc  | 
Make  fcnoWn  tihy  troth*  fulfil  thy  worfl  | 
W«  wast  for  pfiife  to  xme  put  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  heat  what  Qod  vfll  fay  ； 
He'll  ipeak  an^r  p^t  Ms  -peopla  peace  s 
But  let  thorn  run  no  marc,  aftr^y^ 
Left  his  rttunyi^:  ^qat|i  ihcyeajfe.  , 

Psalm  JbXXKV.  ^dParU  LDngMetrc. 

V*r*  ^  훅？ e.     Salvation  Cbri/t. 
1  Q ALVATXON  h  for  ew  righ 
O  The  fouls  that  fear  «nd  traft  tfr6  Lord  ； 
And  grace,  defcendiBg  from  ttn  higb, 
Freik  hopes  a£  glory  ftatt  dftrj; 

d  Mercy  atid"  truth  oh  tktA  at?  stet, 
SinceChrift  thcLord  ca^tie  dbwn  firoiti  }ktxt9n  t 
By  his  obe<fience,  fo  complete, 
Jufticc  is  «ptewld,  attd  peace  ii  ghr*». 

3  Now  tnrth  and  h^iumr  Astjl  al 뼤!^ 
Religion  dwdi  on  wth  9»ia» 
Anahwfvlj  isiflttenc^  hl3k  4 많 
'i.tk  our  ft^4#ififlM^9'  ^tivtl^  rc^u« 

ri^htopiiQjeis  is  gon©  before, 
To  give  u«  fre«  례&  ta  God : 
tQ^  wa«4'rk 홧  ffe|  ftaAl  Arif  M  npor, 

Mfli  ikm  «4      ^  w** 


Psalm  86»  87,  lyi 
Psalm  LXXXVI*    Qonwioii  Metre, 

I    A  M  O  N  G  tfce  princes,  e«n^r  gods, 

Nor  is  tb«|r  a»t||T6, 
Nor  w  d^ir  waprfal 
t  The  natie^s 
T 쏘 irdPi  ^ 
3For  tbna  done  doft 
thou  ait  Oo4 

3  I«o 고  J  would  walk  vitb       ft4 1 
Teach  me  thy  wajs, 
And  my  poot  fcatte^d  ditnigbu  혓 irfU 
fa  Ootf  ntf  Father's  praS& 

축  Great  is  thy  percy,  and  my  tohgue 
ShaS  Ibofe  fwcet  wonders  tell, 
Htm  bf  & 7  gmce  mjr  finking  ftful 
Rofe  from  die  ckepi  of  htfl. 


Psalm  LXXXVII.  •  Long  Metre. 

The  ebt^reb  the  birt^ptace  of  the  faints  ；  er,  Jews 

I  /"^l  Q  P  in  his  earthly  ttm^k  Uys 
VJT  F9uo4^tion$  for      Wv^y  례 5!  ； 
He  likes       xmfi  of  JfLcob  l^eH, 
Bat  ftill     Zioa  loves  to  dwfl}« 

%  His  mercy  iPtfJts  eT^f  houft 
That  pay  tlicir  night  and  morning  rovrs  \ 
But  m^kes  a  ittore  delightful  ftay 
Where  churphes  meet  to  praife  and  psaj« 

3  What  glorks  wero  <Mertb^  «f  6ld? 
Wtol  trowlett  ftf«  of  Z109  ! 
Thoa  «ky  «f  쉈 Mr  Go4  l>d«w, 

Smt  ibaU  Tyte  혹 Egypt  kn^-  - 


IJ2  PjSALM  -87，  89.  

aod  Tyic,       Greek  and  Jcwt 
there  b^pa  thck  lives  aaow  ； 
aiui  men  fiudl  join  to  fing 
hill  where  lhing  waters  fpring. 

5  When  Ood  mak^s  up  hh  laft  account 

Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
；  ^Twill  l»e  an  honour  to  appear 

As  one  new<%oni9  or  noonlh'd  thers  ！ 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  iftFart.  LongMet. 

！ Kbr  et»mnt  퐯 uie  vitb  Cbrifi  \  or,  the  true  Dtvid.  • 

1  .XpO  R  cjver  (hall  my  fong  record 
'jL  The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord; 
Mciry  ^tki  truth  for  ever  ftand, 
Like  ht9v%  ^ftablxihM  by  his  ban<J» 

3  Thus  to  his  fon  he  Iwarev  and  {aid, 
"  With  tfaee  mj  coy'nant  firft  is  made  ； 
"In  (bee  ihall  dying  fmners  live, 
"  Qlpry  md  grace  sura  tbine  tQ  give, 

3  "  Be  them  mj  Prophet,  thou  my  Prfcft  } 
"  Thy  children  fliall  be  ever  bleft  ； 

"  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  ；  thy  throne 
"  Shalt  ftsmd  eternal,  like  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none9  of  ait  my  fons  above» 
"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ； 

41  Celeftial  pdw*rs  thy  fubjedts  are  ; 
"Then  what  can  e^rtli  to  thee  compare ？ 

5  "  David,,  my  fervant*  whopi  I  cbofe, 

"  To  gu^r4  xny  flock,  (<5  cruft  my  foes, 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  this  Jewifli  tbrone» 
,  «*  Was  but  a  fbadow  of  my  Son.** 


 Psalm  8^  J73 

6  Now  let  the  duurch  rejoice  aa4  Ong| 
Jefus  hu  Sftviouv  aad  btr  King  ， 
Afigek  hts  )^mfvij  ^otkd^n  ftawt 
And  fafatf$  decbtrg  Ms  worlct  Mow. 

%  Tk  ifY  nem-ceafitig  feiigi  iliall  (henf 
jyi    The  ttercies  <4  t£t  Lord  { 

And  msike  fucceedinj;  ag«$  ^oiy 

How  fai^ful  \%  )ms  wor4« 
s  T^e  faired  truths  bis  |ips  ^o^m/^  . 

•Shall  firm      heav'a  endure  :  . 
AqcI  if  l^e  fpeak  a  promift  opce» 

Th9  eternal  grace  U  fare. 

3  Hoiy  long  the  race  of  D^vid  bel4  * 

Tht  pi 뼤 s，d  Jewlfli  tbfone  ！ 
But  there's  a  nobkr  cov'nant  feal94 
To  Band's  greyer  - 

4  His  feed  for  ever  fiiali  jpofiljfs 

throne  i^bove  the  »ies  ； 
TJie  meaneft  fiibjed  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  ^e.  -" 

5  Lord  God  of  hofts,  tjiy  wond'rous  waj^ 

Art  fitng  by  faints  a^ore  ； 
Aao4  iaii>t$  op  earth  |hcir  b<mours  faife : 

PsiU^M  LXXIIX.  arf^rrf  CopifMet 

*Tbe  power  and  majefty  of  God  ；  or,  revfrtutml  mtorjbtp* 

ITH  reverence  let  the  iamts  9ppea^ 
befo  ― 


And  bop  before  the  Lotd  ； 
His  high  commands  with  retr'rtticc  hear. 
And  tremUe  at  his  word; 


174  Psalm  3g.   

2  How  terrible  thy  gl6iies  be  ！ 

How  bright  thine  armies  Mw  ！ 
Whtoe  it  the  pow'r  chat  vies  with  tfiee  ^ 
Or  truth  ceinpftr'd  with  thine  ？ 

.3  Tke  a^rtfaem  pole  and  fouthern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ； 
»   Parleads  smd  day  from  eaft  to,  weft 
,  Mov^  rowd  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boift'roiis  deep  ； 
Th<m  mak'ft  ttie  fleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  fleep. 

5  Heay^n,  earth*  aod  air,  and  f«i  arc  thine, 

ApA  the  dark  world  of  heU  ； 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fliine, 
Wbeu  Egypt  diirft  rebel  ! 

6  Juftice  and  judgment  are  thj  throne, 

Yet  wdnd'rous  is  thy  gwe  ；  ♦ 
While  truth  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one. 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

Psalm  LXXXIX-      Part.  Com.  UcU 

'    Vcr.  X5t  A  hltffed  OoJ^eL  . 

•  t  '  T1LEST  ； ire  the  folds  that  hear  and  know 
fj    The  gofpel^  joyful  found  ； 
Peace  BisiH  attend  the  paths  they  go» 
And  light  their  i^ps  furround. 

Z  Their  joy  fludl  bear  their  fpirits  up,  , 
Through  their  Redeemer's .  nam^  V 
His  .righteoufaefs  exalts  their  hop^»     '  . 
Nor  {^tm  d«re«  condemn*, 


 Psalm  8홧        .  175 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence. 
Strength  and  lalvation  gives  : 
Ifr'el,  tif  King  for  ever  reigns. 
Thy  God  for  ever  Ihres. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  4th  Part.  Com.Met. 

Ver，  19,  &c. 

CbrijTj  mediatorial  kingdom  }  arf  bis  dMne  mnd 
.  human  nature 

f  TTEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 
JlX  And  made  hi$  mercy  known  ； 
"  Sinners,  bdiold  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  Almighty  Son. 

t  "  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  chof^ 
u  Among  your  mortal  race  ； 
u  His  head  my  holy  oil  overflows, 
"The  ijpirit  of  my  grace* 

3  "  High  ihall  he  reign  on  David's  throne* 

**  My  people's  better  King  a 
"  My  arm  ikall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
"  And  ftill  new  fubjeds  bring* 

4  "  My  truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

"  With  mercy  by  his  fide, 
"  While  in  my  name,  through  earth  «ttd  fea» 
"  He  fhall  ia  triamph  ride. 

5  "  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

"  He  fhall  for  ever  own, 
"Cidl  me  his  Roek9  his  high  Abode, 
«« And  I'll  fupport  i»y  Son. 

i  a  My  firft-born  Son,  array'd  in  grac«y 
"  At  my  righ^and  {hall  fit  % 
"  Bqieadi  him  angels  know  their  place* 
"  And  moaarw  at  his  fe^c. 


176  Psai-m  8<gk 

7  "  My  cov^aac  ftsuids  for  ever  fad  \ 
"  My  promifes  are  ftrong  ； 
"  Firm  as  t{ie  hegv'ni  M\%  throne  (hall  Iaftft 
"  His  i^ed  end^ire  as  long/1 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  ^tbPart.  Com.Met. 

Vcr^  30,  ttz. 

fbe  covenant     grace  mtbange^ble  ；  ar,  ^Ke* 
thn  without  rejtBioru 

I  "  XTET.f&iA  the  Lord)  if  David's  후  ac«， 
X     "  The  children  of  mj  Soa, 
"  Should  break  mj  laws,  abu&  mj  gr^cCf 
"  And  tempt  nane  zagcr  down  ； 

t  •<  Tkm  fins  III  vifit  with  4ie  tod, 
"  And  B^ake  their  felly  fipan  ； 
"  But  1*11  ； 10c  ceafr  to  ht  tbetr  God» ' 
"  Nor  from  my  tnitb  depart. 

}  "  My  covenant  I  will  ne*cr  nnrdb, 
"  But  keep  mf  grace      wind  : 
"  And  what  eternal  krv«  bat&  fpojc^i  ' 
"  Eumai  umh  fiiall  bifid. 

4  "  Onoe  have  I  fmrn,  (I  aesd  no  au>i«) 

"  And  pkdg'd  my  hdinefs9 
"  To  feal  the  &cred  promiic  fixre 
"  To  P^vid  axxd  his  race. 

5  "  Thf  fyfi  fiiall  & 6  his  oSspriog  rilfe9 

"  And  fpread  from  fea  to  fca^ 
"  l*Piog  as  he  travels  round  the  flcies, 
"  To  give  tbe  nadom  day* 

<  "  &ux  a 흑  tlye  moon,  tbat  roles  t&e  Higlitf 
"  His  kingdom  &all  endure, 
"  Till  the  $x，4  bw«  trf  ibadc  afi4  ligbt 
"  ShaU  be  <*fer?，d  n§  mare*?,  . 


！   ,    PsAlm*  89*  177 

.  Psalm  LXXXIX,  2d  Part.  Long  Met. 

I.      .  }  Vcr.  4)9  &c.     Mortality  and  Sope, 
.    A  funeral  Pfajm. 
1  T>  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate, 
How  frail  our  life  ！  how  Itort  the  date  ！ 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his^breaili 
Bttfk  from  difeafe,  fecure  from  death  i 

r    9  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die. 
Our  flefh  and  fenfe  repine  9nd  cvy9  A 
"  Mpft  death  for  ever  r^g?  and  rdga  I 
•*  Or  baft  tbou  made  sumkind  ia  vain  ？ 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juft  ？ 

*♦  Are  not  thy  feryanu  turn'd  to  Aift  V9 
But  faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  ligbs, 
An4  fees  the  fkeping  dufl  arift. 

4  That  glorious  houry  ths^t  dreadful  day. 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  amy, 
An4  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  1 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  bleis  the  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXXIX,  loft  Part*  Part.Met. 

Ver*  47,  ftc« 
Life9  Ihatky  and  the  Bj^rreaiw, 

-I  HTHINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  1 
How  few  his  hours  ！  how  fhort  His  ipan  t 
Short  from  the  cradk  to  the  grave  ; 
WJjq  csm  fecure  his  rital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  deatb» 
With  ikill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  feve  i 

t  Lord,  fliall  it  be  for  ever  feM, 
"  TJj«  race  of  man  was  bnly  made  ' 

"  For  fickitefs*  forrow,  and  the  duft  l9"  」 


178         PSAbM  89，  으 6, 


Afe  D9t  thy  fet^iHt^  4ay  *>3T  i^ft 
Sent  to  their  grave*,  an4  tuiu'd  to  clay  ？ 
Lord,  whereas  thy  kindnefs  to  tHc  juft  f 


3  Haft  thou  not  prQinisM  to  tlgr  Sqi^  ； 
And      hb  feed,  a  heaY*nly  crown  ？  1 

6c{k  and  fenfe  indulge  delp^r  : 
For  ever  Wefffcd  be  tke  Lord, 
Tbtit  fUA  eaa  rea4  his  hfrty  vwdt  • 

liod  혹  IttfoxV9fti(KI  wlfR*  ^ 

4  For  erer  blefled  1>e  ttOt^, 
V9ho  giv^s  his  faints  a  long  tew^td  ， 

For  stfi  ibm  toil,  reproach  and  pain  } 
"  "  'dWt         ill  ^oire* 

itp$%l  a  loud  avwR. 

P3AtM  XC,      Long  Metr<k  ' 

Jlftf"  fttBTta!9  mtd  God  eternt^. 
A  mournful  fox^g  at  a  fiuiei^. 
I  npHROyQH  cY'rjr  age,  ^뼤  (Sod 
•I-  Tbott  s^it  our  reft,  <mr       abade  ； 
Hi^b  was  thf  tkroiie  crc  keav*n  was  ma4fi%  ■ 
Or  eapth  thy  bumlde  feotftooi  la^id.  * 

%  Lo»g  kadlft  thou  rdlgn'd  crc  time  begani 
Or  duft  was  fafliioii'd  mto  man  ； 
And  loag  ibf  kingdom  ftaH  «ndure, 
When  ea| 반  an#  &e  fts^l  be  no  more,  -! 

3  But  man,  weak  man.  Is  born  to  die, 
Made  Hp  of  gttflt  and  vanity  :  4 
Thf  dreadful  fimtence.  Lord,  ^as  juftt 

"  Return,  ye  fi%oe^  to  yow  di^,"     »  ^ 

4  [A  tiioii£ind  of  oiht  jtsan  «m<mnt 
Scarce  to  a  daf  in  thioe  st€€oant } 


f$ALU  go.  

Like  yeft^r4ay'9  deputed  \ighU 
Or  the  laft  wifedb  «f  m4m$  «igli^} 


J  Deaths  Ifte  an  ovcrflb^ftig  flttaxo, 
Sweeps  us  jii^ay :  6ur  life's  a  dream  f 
An  empty  talt  ；  a  ttiornitig  flotr，r, 
Cut  down  and  wAcrM  in  ftix  b.omr* 

^  [Our  age  t0  fev«nty  yean  {t  ftt : 
How  (h^ft  die  IcfIa  ！  hew  fnft  the  ffatc  t 
And  if  to  eighty  we  amtei 
Wc  rather  £g|i  amd  poaa  Uvo, 

J  Bot  O  hour      Ay  wi«th  appfnn9 
And  e«tt       otr  e«pt^  years  $ 
Thy  wratb  «wak^  our  hUff^fe  dr^ttd  \ 
Wc  fea?  xh^  pow，r  tbaft  iUilm  w  da^.} 

|l  Teach  us,  O  Lofd,  how  frail  k  rate  ！ 
And  kindly  tettg4itf!|  out  oiir  fpa»> 
Till  ^  wife  caw  of  fktf 

,  Fit  ^  t»  4^  j«arf         ^th,  <hee>  . 

PsAiM  XC,    ijl  Part.   Com.  Metre, 

Vcr.  ik  /r^ik  ani  Bat  eUrnaL 

\  r\  U  R  Qp4  quit  hsAp.  ixx  ^g«*  paft* 
V-l    Our  hope  for        tct  cQmc^ 
Our  fteUer  from,  tbc  ftonoy  Waft», 
And  our  eter^^l  kom^ 

i  VnSir  fhe  l^dow  of  tfey  tKrw. 

Thy  ftims  have  tfwcll  fccuit  » 
,  fofficient  1$  tbme  arm  alp^e,  . 

Or  wjk  mmH^  f^mu 


ifio  Psalm  90, 


From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flefh  to  daft, 

"  Return,  ye  fons  of  men 
All  nations  rofc  from  earth  at  firflf.  、 
And  turn  to  earth  again*  , 

5  A  thotolaiid  ages,  in  thy  fight. 

Are  like      evexuxu;  gone  ； :  j 
Short  as  the  w^tch  that  ends  the  nigbtf 

Before  the  filing  fun,       .  ,     .  , 

6  [The  bufj  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood» 

Wi^h  ,all  their  lives  knd  cases. 
Are  carried  *4own wards  by  &ood$ 
And  loSL.  in  following  yws«.  . 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream. 

Bears  all  its  foos  away  ； 
They  fly,  forgotten  as  a  drdam 
Dies  at  the  op ，！ ling  day. 

8  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  ftaiM^ 

Pleas'd  wit^i  the  monuag  light : 
The  flow'rs  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  with'rihg  ere  *tis  night.J 

9  Ottr  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft,  ' 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come,  . 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 
And  our  eternal  home.  ^  ᅳ— 

Psalm  XC.    2d  Part.    Com.  Metre. ' 

*    Vcr.  Z,  Ht  9,  iq,  12. 
Infirmities  and  hiortality  the  effe3  ofjth  ；  orf  lifi, 
M  age,  and  preptrution  fir  iiatb* 

%  T  ORD,  if  thine  eyes  forvey  eur  fkultsri 
JLl    And  juftico  grows  ftvere, 


ᅳ  Psalm  ^o.  i8x 

Thy  dreadfiil  wradi  tttttis  out  dioilgbtti 
And  bums  beyond  our  fear. 

z  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  daft : 
By  one  «&nce  to  thee, 
Adaoi,  H/ith  att  hk  ftns^  hastt  Ipft 
Tkcir  mmmtalkf, 

A  fable  ot  k  &ng  ； 
By  fwlft  degrees  our  atturc  dfeft 
Hor  czn  our  joys  b<  long. 

4  pTh  bot  a  few  «rhoft  days  adiottjit 
To  thrcefcore  ywn  smd  ten  % 
And  all  beyond  that  fliort  aQcoost 
Is.  {orrp^r,  totlf  and  |ohu. 

$  f  Oir  vitals,  with  labort^t  firife^ 
Bear  up  the  crazy  load. 
And  <!rag  thofe  poor  remftlni  at  Uft  • 
Along  tb^  tirribrae  rdad.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  loyev 

And  not  4xy  wr^th  alone  ； 
O  ldt  our  fwet  txpcMme  ^tofp 
The  zn«rd^  of  thy  thro 빠 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  htz^tlf  tttt 

T，  iniptdvit  the  hours  wc  bare. 
That  vre  mzj  aft  the  ^rifer  pant. 
And  Ibri  tireyond  tiie  graye.     《  , 

Psalm  XC   %d  Part.  Com.  Utttc 

Vcr.  tz'p  te*    Brtatbing  aftir  Htmvm» 
l  U  ETURN,  O  God  of  lov^  recnmi 
XV    £ardi  is  a  tirefome  place  ； 
JJ<w  long.fhaU  wc  thy ;  chUdren  moux^ 
Op?  abfeace  £xM  thy  I 


1 8a  Psalm  90, 


2  >Let  Heay'n  fucceed  our  paiafal  years» 

Let  fin  and  forrow  ttafe  ；  . 
And  in  proportion  to  our.  tqars» 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wondeTs  to  tfay  Terrantt  fhow^ 

Make  thine  own  .work  cexaplete  | 


Then  fhall  our  fouls.  tKy  gloiy  know, 


And  own  thy  love  is  great* 

.  Then  fhall  we  flime  before  thy  throne 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ；  ' 
And  the  poor  forvtce  wc  have  cfette 
Meet  ,  a  divine  reward. 

Psalm  XC*    Short  Metre. 

Vcr.  5,  10,  12.   Tbe/railfy  andjbertttefs  tflifi* 

LO  R  D,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame  i 


Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  name  ！ 

2  Alas  ！  the  brittle  clay 
That  built  oi^r  body  firft  ！ 

And  cv'ry  month  and  ev'rjr  day 
，Tis  mould'ring  back  to  duft, 

3  Our  .  moments  fly  apace. 
Nor  vnVi  our  minutes  ftay  ； 

*"  Jull  Wat  a  flood  our  hafty  days 
Art  fwecping  us  aivay* 

4  Well,  if  our  days  muft  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight  ； 

We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wii<lom;s 
And  let  them  fpee4  their  flight. 


 Psalm  90,  .91.  ..  18.3 

5     They'll  waft  us  fooncr  o'er 
This  life's  terapeftuous  fta  : 
Soon  we  (hall  reach  the  peaceful  ihoie  ^ 
Of  bled  eterpity>  

Psalm  XCI.  vcr.  1 ― 7.  Long  Metre. 

Safety  in  pubHe  di/eafii  and  dangers.  、 

1  T  T  E  that  hatk  ftitde  his  rcftigc,  Ood, 
JLJL  Shall  find  a-  ttoft  ftcure  abode  t 
Shall  walk  all  da^r  beiiesth  his  fhade,  、 
And-  there  at  odght  (hall  seil  hts  head. 

2  The»  will  I  feyv  *^Mj  Ood9  rhy'pmrV 
"  Shall  he  toy  fartrth  and  my  toWr  ； 

"  I,  that  am  fowm^  ef  feMt  4uft,  ' 
"  Msdie  thine  ahmghty  arm  my  truft.^ 

3  Thrice  happ^  nifin  (  tby  MaVer'5  care  c 
Shall  keep  thee  fr6m  die  T6wlerrs  fharc  j 
&itas»  tbe  fowkr,  wha  betrays  ^ 
Unguarded  foal*  %  thdulknd  wayi, 

4  Juft  as  a  hen  protefts  her  btood  * 
(From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blood) 
Under  her  £ra.t2ter$,  '£d  the  Lord  s- 
Mak'e^  his  own  aim  his  people's  g^arc{. 

5  If  bursty  beam  of  no<Mr  connive     :  * 
To  dart  z  peftilcatial  fir^ 

God  is  their  U&,  his  wings  ^re  fpread 
To  fliUld  thfm  wkb  a  healthful  {hide. 

6  If  v4pouvsf  with  msdi^ant  breath,  * 
Rife  thick,  and  fp^lier  midnight  dcatli, 
Ifradi  is  fafe  :  The  poifon'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Ifrael's  God  be  there, 

P  a  v  $  £, 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 

At  thy  right  band  ten  thonfand  dy'd  、  ― 


lj?4  Psai,m  91.   

Thy  God  hU  chofea  people  faves# 
,  Amongft  the  dead»  a^d^L  the  gravves. 

4  80  vhen  fa»  feat  his  angtl  down 
'  To  make  his  wrath  in%  £^ypc  know^^ 
.  And  flew  their  fons,^is  careful  ^ 
Paft  all  the  4ooxs  o(  Jacob  by.  , 

f  But  if  tbt  $ttf  <or  plf^ntf  or  fmnd, 
R«c^bc  commiffio^.ffoni  ^he  .Lordy 
To  ftnkft  bis 
Tbtk  very 

& 9  Tift  Arord*  At 
9uU  kat  falil  t 
Jrom  4bu  lb】 

And  bring  thy   

Psa^m  XCI*  5j--j6.  Coqi»  Metre. 

frtUiHan  from  d€aii%  gufr4  fi/  m^gflip  nUkfy 
and  ^Svfr^p^,  . 

'  £  tei  of  mes^  z  fecUe  xacet 


Expos'd  to  er'rjr  &arc» 
Cbmc,  mSi»  the  Locd       dvdii^e  places 
A»4  try,  ftsd  firuft.  his  care. 

2  Ko  Stt  AaH  Otter  TPkm  foo  dWdl  ^ 

'  Or  if  the  ^ague  come  aigb. 
Add  Arcq>  the  wicked  down  to  kell, 
Twill  z«ife  bis  Iktats.o^-biglw  . 

3  Hell  give  hiB  MgeU  charge  to  keep 

Ycntr  feet  in  aU  ^eir  ways  : 
To  watch  your  pilow  while  yoti  deep. 
And  guard  yowr  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  fball  bear  you9  left  jo\m 

And  dafh  a 뼤세  the  ftpaes  ； 


,        Psalm  gt,  gz.        18  > 

Arc  they  not  fervants  at  his  cafl. 
And  font  f  attend  hrs  fons  ？ 

5  Adders  and  lions  jrc  {ball  trCfid. }  、 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat  ； 
He  that  bath  brofce  the  ferpent's  head 
Puts  bixn  beaeath  your  fret.  ' 

6  "  Becamfe  on  me  they  fet  their  lore,.  . 

"  111  finre  them  (faith  the  hard)'  - 
"  111  bear  their  joyful  fouis  above  •  *  ^ 
♦*  De&ru^Uon9  s^nd  the  fi^rprd. 

7  u  My  grace  fliaU  zn^rir  when  tiwjr  call  ； 

"  In  trouble  I'll  >e  nigh  ；'' 
"  Mj  pow*r  fhall  help  them  whei^  t^cy  fid 쑈 
u  And  raife  them  when  they  di^.  \ 

8  "  Hofc  that  on  earth  my  n^me  h^ve  ioi#wn 

44  I'll  honour  them  in  heaven  ： 
"There  my  falvatirfn  fliaU  be  lk>wiv 
"  And  endlefs  life  Ije  giv,n*,' 

Aaxm  XCIL  iji  Part.  Long  Metre, 

4  Pftthr/fr  the  Lw^day,  " 

1  OWEET  k  tlie  motk9  my  God, my  I^ing, 
^  To  praife  thy  name,  gire  thanks  and  €va^9 
To  fliew  thy  love  by  morning-light^ 
And  t^lk  pf  all  thjr  truth  ^.aigbt，  ， 

2  Sweet  is  the  daf  oS  £iered  reft, 

No  mortal  care  fhall  feize  my  breait  ； 
O  may  mjr  heart  in  tuoe  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  fol^mn  found  ！ 

3  Hj  heart  {ball  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  blefj»  )m  works,  and  blefs  his  word  t 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  ftiipe  ！ 
H<5w  d«ep  thy  councils  ！  how  diviiic  l  - 


1^6         PsAtM  ga>  • 

4  Fools  never  ral&  their  tkwg^ts  hi^h  ； 
Like  brutes  t^ty  Hyc,  like  braai6  |b 핵 r  die  ^ 
Like  grafc  they  flourift,  'till  thy  bf^th  , 
Blaft  them  in  everiaftmg  dcathf 

5  B«t  I  Audi  Oars  %  gfloriotts  pan, 
When 


a  grace  hftdi  w«U  refinM  my  heart, 
And  frefli  &ppUe$  of  Ihcd, 
Li^ft  My  oil,  to  ch#©r 


<  Sin  (mf  wbrft  enemy  before) 

Shall  Tex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ； 
My  mmoi  feet  Iball  dil  Ve  fiaia, 
Nor  Satan  br<ftk  mj  peace  agaUu 

J  "theft  ftall  I  fee,  and  hear,  mad  know, 
AU  I  defir'd  or  wifliM  below  y 
And  w,ry  p^wV  find  fweet  employ 
In  diat  eterntl  world  of  joy. 

Psalm  XCII.   td  Part.  Long  Metre. 

¥or.  t4»  Sds.    Tbfi  tkurcb  i$  the  garden  &f  <W. 

、i  T   O  RD«  'tis  a  pleaftnt  thing  to  ftand 
JLl  tn  garden  i^iaatedbf  thy  hand  ； 

'  Let.  me  witbia  thy  cctots  be  ik^n 
Like  a  young  cedGir^  frelh  and  green* 

2  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Bleft  with  ahivA  inftienee  from  above  j 
Hat  Ldbanon,  with  all  tts  trees, 
fields  fuch  a  coihdljr  fight  as  thdc* 

3  The  plants  of  grace  fh.all  ever  live  ； 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  mull  thriyjp) 
Time,  that  doth  all  wngs  elfe  impair, 

make*  them  flourifliv  ^F6x^g.  aad  £ur* 


PSALM  S  93-  I87 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  Hie w 
The  Lord  is  holjr^  joft  suid  tru« ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  IhaU  find 
A  God  unfaithfal  or  qnicind.  ' 

ᅳ Psalm  XUIL    Long  Metre. ᅳ 

The  eternal  Ofii  Jbtferei^n  Gold. 

J  Grtrdcd  with  nu^cfty  .and  might': ' 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands9 
Still  on  U>  firft  foundation  &nd$. 

2  But  ere  this  fyaclont  worM  was  aaade. 
Or  had  ks  6xk  fouadfttioci  kud»  • 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  ftood, 
Thyfdf  the  «ver4iving  God. 

3  Like  floods       angry  nations  rife* 
And  sum  their  rage  againft  the  flqes  ； 
Vain  floods,  tkac  aim  their  xage  ib  high  ！ ' 
At  Sky  rebuke       inifews  die. 

4  For  ever  ihall  diy  throne  endure  ； 
Thy  proxnifc  (lands  for  ever  fure  | 
And  everlafting  holincfs 

Becomes  the  dwelling*  of  thy  grace. 

Psalm  XCUI.  i/i  Part.  PartidMetrc. 

1  HPHE  Lovd'/oi  glory  nsigns,  he  retgm  on  high  : 
A  Ms  robes  W  ftilte      ftxength  and  lli»jcfty  2 
v  This,  wide  creation  ro&  a|  hii  comaiaf^  • 
Built  by  hh  word,  and  'ftabliftiM  by  tis  hand  : 
Long  ftood  hit  tiirobe  <re  he  began  treation9  r 
And  his  owh  Godhead  if  the  fina  foundation. 

%  God  is  th'  ««ertua  King.   Thy  foes  »  wn 
Raife  their  rebeiHont  to  confound  thy  reign  : 
In  vaia  the  ftojrm^  In  vain  the  floods  mkt 
And  roar,  and  to&  their  w^res  agsunft  the  fldes:^ 


1 88  Psalm  93.  

Foaming  at  hcav'n  ,thcy  rage  with  wild  commotion » 
But  hctv'n't  high  arches  fcorn  the  fwelling  ocean. 

3  Yt  tempelb,  rage  no  more  ；  yc  floods,  be  ftill  ； 
And  the  mad  workNbWni 울 gve  «e      wilV  t-~ 
BuiH  on  his  truth,  his  church  xnuft  ever  ftand  ； 
Firm  are  his  promiics,  and  ftrong  bis  handj 
See  hi«  own  (bns，  when  they  appear  before  &im. 
Bow  at  bis  footfteol,  and  with  fetr  adore  hkn. 

Psalm  XCIII.  2d  Part.  Partic.  Metre. 

1     fpHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
X    And  royal  ilate  maintains^ 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crovn'd  ； 
Array'd  in.  robes  of  light. 
Begirt  with  fov'rcign  might. 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

t     Upheld  by  thy  coimnands. 

The  world  fecurely  ihmds  ； 
And  (kies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  : 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 

Before  the  ftarry  fky  ； 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  yam  the  noify  crowd. 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  : 
In  vain,  With  angry  ?piu,  ^ 
The  furly  nations  fights  x 

And  6sSh  like  wares'  againft  the  ftore, 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage* 
And  all  their  pow*rs  engage  t 

Let  fw<elling  tides.  Afhvit  the  (kj  ； 
>  The  terrors  of  'thjr  frown 
、  Shall  beat  their  tRadhefs  down  ；  • 
lly  throne  for*  ever  {hmds  on  high. 


5  "  Thy  pfoinife$~  arc  tir^eT^  ᅳ ᅳ ^ 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ； 
There  fix，d,  thy  church  iHgll  ocyer  Ki9oye  ； 

Thj  taints  with  holj  fear  . 
•  Shall  in  thy  courts  appear,  - 
Mi  fiog  thio«  evexiafting  lou& 
Ktpeot  the  fimrtb  JfofKtaf  \f  necejfary* 

Psalm  XCIV*  \fiPari.  Com.  Metre. 

Tar.  if  tp  7-ri4» 
Saints  tbaJAfdj  and  Jnmrs  dijh^ed  ：  ^  Htflruc* 

1  GOD,  to  whom  wenefb  bdonjn^ 

i 탓 pdiftim  thy  tmdi  alovd  ；  ' 
Let  rovVtign  ppw'r  rcdreis  our  wroDgs9 
I^t  jwftiee  fsbite  Iht  proud* 

2  Thtj  fay,  "The  Lord  nor  fee«  nor  %^zn  ；,, 

Wfaeo        the  fools  be  v^Te  !     ,  、  , 
Can  he  be  ie^f9  wfio  formed  didr  cars  ？, 
Or  blmd^        tttade  their  ejr^s  ？ 

3  Hie  knows  their  impious  thoughtf  are  y»ii)^ 

And  they  fhall  feel  his  powV  j 
His  WTa&  ftaB  pierce  their  fouls  with,  pain. 
In  fome  fiirprifing  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferyc  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod  ^ 
Thy  providences  and  thy  hocik 

Shall  make  them*  know  their  Ge<!«  * 

5  Bleft  U  -the  man      .  has4s  cha^fet 

And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
yhj  ihourges  xn9)U  ihf  children. vvi^t 
'   When  tncf  forget  thy  )aw»  、 


i go  Psalm  94. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  faints, 
、  Nor  his  own  protnifc  break  ； 
He  pardotu  his  inheritance,  、 
For  their  Redeemer's  fake; 

Psalm  XCIV-  ad  Part.  Coax.  Metre* 

4Mwr  jifp^rt  mi  eomfbrtr^Tf  d&lbveranee  from 
n  umpta^M        ferfetution*.  ， 

1  -TXTHO  will  arife  and' plead  my  right 

VV     Againft'  my  num'rons  focs  ^ 
Vnhile  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
An4  «U  my  hopes  oppoft,    .   .  -, 

2  Had  ilot  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  lAy  Hfclf , 

Suftahx'd  my  fainting  head,         .  - 
My  life  had  now      filenc«  dwelt, 
My  foul  amongil  tjie  dea4. . 

3  "  Alas  ： !  my  .flidipg  fact,"  >crjr\J  ; 

Tkf  .promife  was  my  prop,  ：    -  . 
Thy  gr^ce  ftood  cpnftanj  by  xny  fide  ； 
Thy  fpirit  bore  xnc  up. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bofom  roll>  •: 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults. 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rife,  • 

And  frame  pernicious  laws  ； 
.But  God,  my  refuge,  rnhs  the  fkies, 
He  will  defend  mjr  caufe, 

6  Lat  malice  vent  Her  rage  alotid, 

Let  bold  blafphcm^rs  fcotf  ； 
The  Lord  our  Gcd  (hall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  finners  off.* 


Psalm  95.  191 

Psalm  XCV..  Common  Metre^ 

A  PfiUm  kefin  prm^r.  # 

1  QING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  xuune, 
O   And  m  his  ftraigth  r^joiee  ； 
When  his  &lvatidh  is  oar  theme» 

Exalted  be  our  voice* 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight» 

And  piklms  of  honour  fing  ；  ！ 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlds  xnightt 
The  whole  creation's  King  ！ 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know. 

How  mean  their  natures  fecm» 
Thofc  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns,  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  hjus  fpacious  hand  ；  , 
He  fix'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep,  ― 
And  where  the  hills  xxmft  ftand.  ' 

J  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore  ； 
Come,  kxie<l  before  his  face  ； 
0  may.  the  creatures  of  has  pow'r 
Be  cbildrea  of  his  grace  ！ 

6  Now  is  the  time  :  he  bends  his  ear, 
And  waits  for  your  rcqueft  ； 
Come,  left  he  toufc  his  wrath,  ^xid  fwar, 
"Ye  ihali  not  fee  my  reft." 

Psai.m  XCV.    Short  Metre, 

A  PJmim  htfort  firmon* 
l  OM£9  (band  his  praife  abmd^ 

V>    And  hymnft  of  gbry  £n{ J 
Jdtovah  is  the  fov*rciga  God9  ' 
The  tmiverikl  Kiog, 


PsAtM  95* 


2  .  He  forib^d  thtf  ckeps  UnkAoWii  | 
s  He  gave  the  ftaft  tbeir  bdlmd  ； 
The,  wat'iy  woridft  art  all  Us  oifr^ 
And  ail  the  fblid  grOttn4  . 


3     Corner  wordkip  »t  hh  하 
Corns,  bow  bffete  &e  Lord  : 
Wc  are  fass  works,  and  not  our  ovrth 
He  fonn，d  us  by  his  werd* 

4.    To-day  attend  Us  voice» 
Nor  am  provoke  his  rod  ； 
Come,  like  the  people  of  bis  cfaokv. 
And  owti  your  gracious  God. 

5  $ut  if  your  ears  refufe 
The  lungnage  of  his  grace^ 

And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftobbom  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race  ；  ， 

6  The  Lord,  in  veng«ancd  iit&f 
Will  lift  his  hs^bd  and  fwesr»  , 

"  You  that  defpife  my  promis'd  reft 
"  Shall Jiave  tio  portion  there.'1,  • 

Psalm 

Canaan  U/t  tbrakgb  nnMkf^:  «r»  -a  moarrung 
ddaftng  finngru 

\  /^i  OME?  let  our  ▼oicos  join  to  raife 
A  iacred  fong  of  folemn  pr^ife  i 
God  is  aYovVeign  King,  rdiearfe* 
His  hooours  in  exalted  rcrfr, 

%  Come»  let  out  fouls  addfefs  the  Ldrd, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  witJi  his  word  s 
He  is  our  flitfphetd  ；  we  the  flteep. 
His  jncrcy  choft,  His  paftures  ke6p» 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  tt4kf9 
The  councils  of  bis  lov^  o!>e^  f 


Psalm  95：，  g6.  193 

Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifr'el  knew. 

4  Ifr'd,  that  iaw  his  works  of  grace. 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  &ce  ； 
A  faithleis  uribelieving  brood, 

Hiat  tirM  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Tfaoafiuth  the  Lord, " How  faUe  they  pxove! 
"  Forget  nay  pow'r  ；  abtife  mj  love  : 

"  Since  they  defpife  mj  reft,  I  fwear  • 
"  Their  feet  fhall  never  enter  there," 

6  [Look  back,  my  ibul,  with  holy  dread. 
And  view  ihoCe  smcient  rebels  dead  % 

'  Attoid  the  offered  grace  to-day,  . 
Nor  lofe  the  blefling  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife,  while,  it  waits, 
Aiid  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates  : 
Believe,  nd  take  the  promised  reft» 
Obey,  and  be  for  tret  Weft.] 

Psalm  XCVL  i,  10,  &c.  Com.  Metre. 

Qbrt/Fs  firfi  and  fecond  coming* 

1  QING  to  the  Lord,  jc  diftant  lands, 
O    Yc  tribes  of  ev'rjr  tongue  : 

His  new-difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  ibng.  - 

2  Saj  to  the  nations,  Jefus  rdgns, 

God's  own  Almighty  Son  ； 
His  pow'r  the  finking  world  fuftains9 
And  grace  furrounds  bis  throne. , 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  feen  ； 
Let  cities  fhine  in  bright  array,  、 
Aud  fields  in,  cheerml  greea. 
S 


^94 


Psalm  96. 


Let  an  unufual  joy  frrrprife 
The  iflands  of  the  fca  z  ' 
Ye  moontaias  fink,  ye  vallies  rife. 


Frcparje  tbd  Lord  his  way. 

5  Bdiold,  he  comes  ！  he  comes  to  b]^& 

TKe  nations  as  their  God  ； 
To^  Qitvr  the  world  his  iigliteotifiie&9 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  wh«n  his  voice  fliall  ralft  the  dead. 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
Ho^1  will  tHe  guiky  riatSoria  dread 
IV  fee  thdr  Judge  appeal  ！ 

Fsalm  XCVI、    Particular  Metp& 
rht  &od  of  ttr  i 폐 
i  T    ET  all  the  earth  tiitif  ttjfee«  rmfe, 
1  m  To  fing  the  choiceft  pMm-  of  frraife# 

To  fmg  and  blefs  Jeho^rak*s  name  ； 
His  glory  iet  t£e  heathens  know. 
His  woncfcrs  to  die  nations  fliow, 
And  all  his  fating  Works  proclaim. 

i  THe  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord  ； 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word  ； 

Among  us  is  Jehovah  known  : 
Our  worfhip  fhall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gocb  which  mortal  hatids  have  Aade  ； 

Our  Maker  k  our  Ood  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  tfic  &j9 
He  made  the  ftiining  worlds  on  highs 

And  reigns  coiupkte  in  glory  there  : 
His  beams  are  majefty  and  light  5 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright  ！ 

His  tcmpk?  how  divinely  fkir  i 


 Psalm  96，  97,  .195 

4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour* 
Whcaa  earth  ftiall  feel  his  Swing  pow'r, 

Aixd  barbarous  nations  fear  his  aaqfie  ； 
Then  (hall  the  race  of  man  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  Ms  grace  proclaim. 

Psalm  XCVII.  \Jl  Part.  LongMetre. 

r^r.j— 5-  Ckriff  rstgningm  hcavem  Mad saming 
4q  judgment.  * 

,  I  T  TE  rSgnSj  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns, 
JlJ.  Praife  him  in  evangelic  ftrains 그 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice,  / 
And  diftant  ifl 떼 ds  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  aife  his  f^uiiiels  and  $ 
But  grace  and  truth  /upjport  His  throne  : 

m    Though  gloomy  .clouds  his  way  fUrround, 
Jnftioe  is  their  cternd  ground. 

3  In  robes  cf  judgment*  lo,  be  comes  J 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cle^s  the  toxpbs  1 
Before  ton  burns  deTouring  fire* 

The  «Qo«ntams  melt,  die  feas  retire* 

4  His  ^acmies,  with  fore  difinay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  and  fhun  the  day  j 
Then  lift,  yow  ^eads,  ye  faints,  on  htgli, 
AmA  fmg9  for  y<mr  redemption's  ni^i, 

JPsalm  XCVII.  2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Ver.  ii 예^    GhriJPs  inc^tatitm, 
i  T^HE  Lord  isLcome,  theiicav^s  |>r ^(； Uon 
His  birth  ；  the  nations  learn  his  name  ； 
An  unknown  ftar  direas  the  roa^ 
Of  eaftem  fage$  tp  their  God. 


196  Psalm  97,   

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  ikies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ； 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Th&fe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  : 
But  Judah  fhout,  but  Zton  fing, 
And  earth  confefs  her  fbv'reign  King. 

Psalm  XCVIL  ylPart.  Long  Metre. 

♦  Orace  and  ghry. 

1  ᅮ" I ᄀ  H，  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high, 

JL   O'er  aU  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  Iky  ； 
Though  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet. 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-feat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name,'  、 
Hate  cv'ry  work  of  fin  and  £hame  ；  * 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown. 
Arc  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fovm  ； 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  (hall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harveft  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  yc  righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ;# 
None  but  the  foul  that.  feel§  his  grace 

,  Can  triumph  in  his  holinefs. 

Psalm  XCVII.    Common  Metre. 

Ver.  I,  3,  5 ― 7,  xx.   Chrijts  incarnation,  and  tht 
lafi  judgment. 

x  "V^E  iflands  of  the  Northern  fea, 
^     X     Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ； 


 Psalm  97,  9^8.  1197 

His  word,  like  fife,  prepeures  his  way# 
Atkd  menntabis  mek  -to  j^aans. 

2  His  prefence  fiirfcs  the  proudeft  ihiH^ 

And"  makes  tjic  vgjlics  rife  ; 
The  bwbie        eiyoy$  his  fmfle% 
The  h^ghtjr  fmaer  dies. 

3  Ti»  he^y'vs  hit  rightfirl  fww^r  proclaim  ； 

The  idol  gods  ftround  • 
Fill  tbek  wo  wor&ippm  witii  fbatte^ 
And  toiler  ,to  the  gvovnd* 

4  Adoiixig  aagek,  at  his  bkiJi, 

Made  die  Redeemer  lenown  ； 
Thas  ihall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth. 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  iiiali  tremble  at  his  fi^ht^ 
n      And  hills  and  ieas  retire  % 

His  difLdren  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  vrodd  on  ^re. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 

For  faints  in  darknofs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  ipring  in  worlds  unteewn, 
And  a  rich  harveft  bear.  *  ᅳ 

Psalm  XCVI1L  iji  Part.  ComMatrc 

Braife  for  the  €tpJ^L 

1  nnO  our  aliQtgbtf  Maker,  Go4» 

JL    New  honours  be  axidrcd  ； 
His  great  j^hrationi  iLines  abrosu^ 
And  isakes  the  nations  bkft. 

2  He  Tpake  the  w©r4  to  Abr'am  firfl^ 

His  tiuth  fulfils  his  grace  ； 
The  Genres  make  hifi  Bame  ijicir  trttR,  .  i 
And  learn  Ms  righteooi»e&» 


198       Psalm  98,  gg.   

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  tongues  ； 
And  ipread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs.  ^ 

Psalm  XCVIIL  2d  Part.  Com.Metre. 

The  Meffiabys  coming  and  kingdom. 
-  i  TOY  to  the  world  ！  the  Lord  is  come  ！ 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  King  : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room,  * 
And  heav'n  and  nature  fhig. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  ！  the  Saviour  reigns  i 
,        Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ；,  • 

While  fidids  and  floods,  rocks^hiUs  and  plains 
Repeat  the  founding  joy.  、 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  foitows  grow, 

Nor  tlKHUs  infeft  the  ground  ；  ^ 
He  comes  to  make  his  bleffings  flow 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  yrorld  with  truth  and  grace, . 

And  makes  tLe  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Psalm  XCIX.  iji  Part.  Short  Metre- 

Cbrifiyj  kingdom  and  majefiy. 

1  HT1  HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 

JL    Let  all  the  nations  fear  ； 
Let  iinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  faints  be  hun^le  there* 

2  Jefus,  the  Saviour,  reigns  ！ 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord; 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  &md, 
■k.     Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 


 Psalm  99,  ioo.  199 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne. 
His  honours  are  divine  : 

His  church  (hall  make  his  wonders  knowiif 
For  there  his  glories  ihine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ！ 
How  terrible  his  praife  ！ 

Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace.  

Psalm  XCIX.  2d  Part.  Short  Metre 

A  holy  God  <worJhipped  witb  re*oerencc» 

1  XALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
rV<  And  worlhip  at  his  feet  ； 

His  nature  is  all  holinefs. 
And  mercy  is  his  feat* 

2  When  Ifr'el  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  prieft, 

When  Mofes  cryM,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 
Nor  would  deftroy  their  race  ； 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known. 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
Whofe  grace  is  dill  the  fame  ； 

Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs» 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

Psalm  C.    \Ji  Part.  Long  Metre. 

A  plain  tranflation*     Praife  to  our  Creator. 
I  "^"E  nations  of  the  earth f  rejoice 

X  Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  King, 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing* 


2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  «tooe 
Doth  life  and  breath  imd  'bdiig  giw  ； 
We  are  his  woric,  an4  not  o^ir  .pvn  ； 
The  ilieep  that  on  bis  p^ft^w  'li^ 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  ifoags  o£  joy. 
With  praifes  to  im  courts  repair. 
And  madke  it  your  divine  employ. 
To  pay  your  dianks  and  honours  there. 

4  Tie  Lard  is  good  ；  the  .LonJ  is  ffmi  $ 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  £uxc  $ 
And  the  whole  race  of  oaan  fbaU  &ad 
His  truth  from  age  to  a^ge  endure.' 

Psalm  C.    2d  Part/  Long  Metre. 

A  paraphrafe. 
.  1  OING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  ； 
O  Let  cv^rj  land  his  name  adore  ； 
The  Northern  ifles  fliall  (end  the  noifc 
Acrofs  the  ocean,  to  the  fliore; 

2  Nations  att<Snd  befwc  his  throne, 
With  ^folemn  fear,  with  facred  joy  ； 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  : 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

3  His  fbv'reign  powV,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  pien  ； 
And  when  like  wandering  fheep  we  flray^d. 
He  brought  us  to  ！ lis  fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  fouls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lafting  honours  fhajl  we  re»r, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ？ 

5  Wfll  crc^id  thy  g«tes  sridb  thankful  ibags, 
Hijb      fbe  heav'ms  mx  Foices  raiie  } 


Psalm  ioo,  ioi,  201 

And  earth,  vriih  her  ten  th 에 fand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  ihj  courts  with  ibwiding  praife. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ； 
Finn  as  a  rock  thy  truth  muft  ftand. 
When  rolling  years  ftall  ceafe  to  more. 

Psalm  CI.     Long  Metre 

The  magijirate*!  pfalntm 

1  T^/TERCY  and  judgment  are  mj  fong  ！ 
JlVJL  And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
M7  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  1,11  bring* 

2  If  I  am  rais,d  to  bear  the  fword, 

I'll  take  my  connfeis  from  thy  word } 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways, 

3  Let  wifdom  all  my  adlions  guide. 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  ； 
No  wicked  thing  ihall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jcaloufy. 

4  No  fons  of  llander,  rage  and  ftrife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride, 
Withki  my  doors  fhall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'U^fcatch  the.  land,  and  raife  the  juft . 
To  pofts  of  honour,  wealth  and  truft  ； 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fov'rites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  fKail  finners  hope  to  rife 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies  ； 
And  "while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  ftan't  be  fpai'cU 


2ot  Psalm  jp;/ 

7  The  ip^kms  crew,  that  fe^ious 
Shall  hide  jiteir  bea^9  or  quk  ilhe  Imd 
And  all  that  break  the  public  r.eft, 
Where  I  have  pow'r,  fhall  be  fupprcfl. 

Psalm  CI.   Common  Metre. 

A  pfalm  for  a  mafter  of  a  Jamify* 
F  juftice  aoid  f>f  grace  1  fmg, 


o 


And  j>ay  my  God 
Thy  grace  and  ju(Uce9  hieav'nly  Kiog, 
Teach  jme  to  rule  my  houfc. 

2  Now  to.  my  tent,  O  God,  repair. 

And  wJke  riiy  fervant  wife  5 
I，U  fuffer  nothing  fiear  mc 
TbsK  ihatt  offend  tbifte 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

By  fsdfehood  or  by  force, 
The  fcornfiil  eye,  the  fland'rous  toagqe, 
l*il  thraft  them  from  my  4oovs. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  witl  their  hdlp  enjoy  ； 
Thefe  are  the  friends  that  I  (haU  tfujl, 
The  fervants  111  employ. 

5  The  wretch,  that  deals  In  fly  4ecttt> 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate, 
And  banifti  from  my  fight. 

6  I'll  pui^e  Jwy  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ； 
So  fhaU  my  homfe  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee* 


 PsALjtf  roi;  io^ 

Psalm  CII.  i/iPart.  Common  Metre. 

Vcf.  i ― 13,  %of  %u    A  prayer  of  the  affliSed* 

1  T  YEA  R  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  fece, 
1JL   But  anfvrer,  left  I  die  ； 

Haft  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grac6, 
To  hear  when  fiiiners  cry  ？ 

2  My  days  are  wafttfd  like  tie  fmote 

Diflblving  in  the  air  ； 
My  ftrcngm  is  drf'd9  mj  hedrt  is  brobe» 
AiM  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag,  like  with'ring  grafi 

Burnt  with  erceffiyc  heat  ； 
In  fccfet  gfoans  my  mmutes  pafs, 
And  I  forget  to  eat, 

4  As  oil  fbifie  londy  building^  top, 

The  fparrow  tells  her  moatl, 
Fact  frtrm  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  fit  and  gfiete  alone. 

$  My  io<A  is  Kke  a  wildenifefs, 

Whtre  beafts  of  midnight  howl  ； 
Theit  the  iad  met  finds  htr  pbccy. 
And  there  fihe  fcreaAing  owl. 

6  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 
Dwell  in  my  troubled  bjreaft  ； 


WhQ^  (harp  reproathe«  wound  my  ears, 
Nor  give  my  fpirit  xfcft， 

7  M7  cup  m  mingled  with  tctf  woc^ 
And  tears  arc  my  repaft  ；  • 
My  daily  bread  like  afhes  grows  • 
Unpleafant  to  my  tdfte. 

S  Senfe  can  afibrd  no-  resft  j6y  ' 
To  fouls  tfitc  fed  ti!7  frouifn  ； 


so4  Psalm  io^,   

Lon}»  'twas  thy  band  advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  hand  bath  caft  me  down. 

，  My  locks  like  withered  leaves  appear  ； 
And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint»  as  ev'ning  fhadows  sue, 
That  vanifh  into  night. 

10  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame^ . 

O  mj  ettrnal  God  ！ 
Ages  to  come  ihall  know  thy  name. 
And  fpread  thy  works  abroad.  ■ 

1 1  Thou  wilt  arifb,  and  (hew  thy  face. 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  tb，  appointed  hour  of  graces 
That  long  ezpedled  day. 

it  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And  by  myfterious  ways 
Redeems  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die. 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

Psalm  CII.  2d  Part ^  Common  Metre* 

Vcr.  13 ― ax.   Prayer  beard9  and  Zhn  rejtored* 

1  T   ^S/t  Zion  and  her  fons  rejoice  ！ 
\  ^    Behold  the  promised  hour  ！ 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice* 
And  comes  t*  exalt  his  pow'r. 

2  Her  daft  and  ruins  that  remain. 

Are  preciotts  in  our  eyes  ； 
Thofc  ruins  fhajl  be  bailt  again. 
And  all  that  duft  ihall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  wiU  raife  Jerufalem, 

And  ftand  in  glory  there  ； 
Nations  (hall  bow  bdfore  his  name^ 
And  kings  attend  with  f«ar. 


.    Psalm  102.  205 

4  He  fits  a  Sov'relgn  on  his  throng, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
He  bears  the  dyins  pris'ner's  groan, 
And  fees  their  Ughs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  ibuk  condemned  to  death  ； 

And  when  his  faints  complain. 
It  fhan,t  be  faid  "  that  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 

6  This  fhall  be  known  when  wxc  are  dead. 

And  left  on  long  record. 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  rcad> 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord.  

Psalm  CIL  23—28.  Long  Metre. 

Mm9i  mortalitj  and  Cbrifi9s  eternity  ；  or,  faints 
die,  but  Cbrifi  and  the  church  Jive. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

A  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidH  the  race  ； 
Difeaie  aad  death,  at  his  command, 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fliort  our 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray9 
Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ； 
Thy  years  arc  one  eternal  day. 
And  mud  thy  children  die  fo  foon  I 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  deatli  and  grief 
Tliis  thought  our  forrow  fhall  afTuage  ； 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ； 
"Chrift  is  the  fame  through  ev'ry  age." 

4  *Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ； 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  han^l  ； 
This  earth  grows  old»thefe  heav'ns  fhall  fade, 

"  And  all  be  chatig'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fey, 
Like  garoKnts,  lhall  be  laid  alxie  ； 

T 


3o6       Psalm  ioa,  103,  

But  (lill  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  high  ；  . 
Thy  church  for  ever  nrnft  abide. 
6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  ft  all  Kre, 
And  on  Ay  Aronc  thy  children  reign  ； 
Tkia  dying  world  ihall  they  fonrive» 
And  the  jcad  fiunts  be  rats'd  again* 

Psalm  CHI.  \Ji  fart.  Long  Metre. 

Vcr.  1— 7*   Bleffing  Gad  fir  bU  goodne/s  to  JM 
、  and  bodj. 

1  TJ  L  E  S  S,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 
Jj  Call  home  thy  tho'ts  that  roveabroadf 

•  Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  joia 
Im  work  and  woHbip  fo  divine. 

2  Blefs,  O  my  foal,  the  God  of  grace  i 
His  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praift  ； 
Why  ftcmld  the  wonders  he  h^b  wroagbt- 
Be  loft  in  filence  smd  forgot  ？ 

p  Tis  he,  my  foul,  tibat  font  bis  Son 
To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done  ； 
He  owns  the  ranfi>m，  and  forghts 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals. 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels. 
Redeems  the  foul  from  heil9  and  &res 
Our  wafting  life  from  threat'ning  grarcs. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow，f  repairs  i 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ； 
He  £itisfies  our  month  with  good» 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heav'nly  food* 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreflbr  «nd  th*  oppreft. 
And  often  gives  the  fufF'ters  teft  ； 
But  will  his  jufttce  more  difplftj 

la  tbe  laft  great  rewarding  daj. 


 Psalm  103*  107 

7  [His  po^r  he  &ev'd  by  Uokt9  hands» 
And  gare  to         his  commands  ； 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  hb  StfQ. 

8  the  wboU  earth  his  pow,r  eonfeft. 
Let  the  whoh  tartfa  adore  his  grace  s 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  (ball  join 

In  work  and  worfliip  fo  <fivine>3  

Psalm  CIH.  ad  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Vcr.      z8.    Gdd9s  gentle  cbafti/ement  ；  tr,  bit 
tender  mercy  t9  bis  people* 

i  THE  Lord,  how  wond'rous  are  hiswayil 
How  firm  his  truth,  how  large  his  grace  J 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  tnrone9 
And  thence  he  makes  bx$  j^orics  known. 

a  Not  half  fo  high  his-  pow*r  bath  fpread 
The  ftarry  hcar'ns  abo^e  our  head9 
As  his  xpeh  love  exceeds  our  pnii^9  m 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  caife* 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  pbe'd  、 
The  Vifing  zntinilhg  from  the  veft» 
As  his  forgiving  giaco  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  thoic  {)€  loves, 

4  How  flowly  doth  his  wrath  arife 
-On  fwifter  wings  £thration  flies  : 
And  if  he  leu  his  anger  burn, 
How  {oon  his  frowxu  to.  pity  turn  ！ 

5  Amtdft  his  wrath  compaffioa  ftine^  ； 
His  firokes  are  lighter  dian  our  fins  ； 
And  while  hU.  rod  conrefts  his  faints^ 
His  ear  indulges  dieir  complaints. 

6  So  faiihers  their  youag  fosn  diafti(e» 
With  gtatle  bands  az3  melting  eyes  •  4 


Ho8  PgALM  103.  

The  cfaildrai  weep  beseath  the  iinarty  . 
And  move  the  pity  of  tfadr  btint. 
P 

7  The  mighty  God,  tbe  wtte  and  juft. 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  fedbk  duft  s  * 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  in^pofe 
Bejond  the  ftreogtk  that  be  beftows. 

8  He  knows  bow  fom  obt  nature  cfies 
Blafted  bj  cv*ry  wind  that  flies  ； 
Like  grafs  we  ^ring,  and  die  as  foon 
As  morning  flow*rs  that  fade  at  noon. 

•9  Bat  his  etanal  love  is  fate 

To  all  the  faints,  and  (hall  endure  ； 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  ihall  reiga^ 
Nor  chiAdren's  children  hope  in  vaiiu 

Psalm  Cffl.  \ft  Part.  Short  Mctrew 

Vcr,  1 ― 7.  Prtife  fir  J^irthud  and  itm^orai  mercies* 
•  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  foul  I 

\J  Let  a}l  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bidfs  his  ramp 
Whofe  £ptvours  stre  dtviae.  m 

2  O  Meft  the  Lord,  my  foal, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie  . 

Forgotten  in  isithankfulne6» 
And  without  praifes  dk. 

3  ，Tis  he  forgives  thy  fiiw, 
*Tis  he  relieves  tfa^  pain, 

，Tis  he  that  heals  thy  fickneffes, 
An4  makes  thee  young  again*. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ranfom-d  from  the  grave  ； 

He  that  redeem'd  my  fotd  from  hdl， 
Hath  fov'reign  pow'r  to  iare. 


:  PfiALM   I03,  2Pg 

5  He  fills  tfae  poor  with  good  ； 
He  gires  the  fuff'rcrs  reft  ； 

The  I^ord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud9 
And  joilice  for  th*  oppreft. 

6  His  wond'roas  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Mofes  known  ； 

But  fimt  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  hii  beloved  Son*  ^  

Psalm  CIII.  2d  Part.  Short  Metre. 

Vcr.  S 1 8.    Abounding  compqffion  of  G^d  ；  or, 
merej  in  the  midjf  of  judgment* 

I     Ti  A"  Y  foul,  repeat  his  praife,  ^ 
jSjl  Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  ； 
Whofe  anger  is  fo  flow  to  ri&. 
So  ready  to  abate* 
t    6od  will  not  always  chide  ； 
And  whea  his  ftroked  are'fdt. 
His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  cnrat^m 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
3    High  as  the  hcav'ns  are  rais'd 
Atovc  the  ground  wc  tread. 
So  hx  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 
'4    His  pow'r  fubdues  our  fiiw, 
And  his  forffiving  love. 
Far  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
5    The  pity  of  (he  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  of  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel  ； 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
^    He  knows  we  are  bat  duft, 

Scattered  with  etr'rjr  breath  :  " 
T* 


^io          Psalm  iot^ 


His  anger,  like  a  rifing  -wind, 
Can  fend  us  fwift  to  death. 

7     Our  days  are  as  the  grafsv 
Or  like  the  morning  flow'r  ； 
If  ono  fliarp  blaft  fweep  o'er  ihc  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

S     But  thy  compaffions,  Lord, 
To  endlefs  years  endure  ； 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promife  fure. 


Psalm  GUI.  %d  Part.  Short  Metre. 

Ver.  Z9 %%•    Oed9j  univer/al  dominion  ；  or9  An* 
gels  praife  the  Lord, 

i     rr^HE  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Kin^ 
X    Hath  &x9d  his  throne  on  hi^i  ； 
O'er  all  the  h^av'nly  world  be  rules,  ' 
And  all  beneath  the  Iky. 

3     Ye  angels,  great  in  rn\ght9  • 
And  fwift  to  do  his  will,  * 
Blcfs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  pleafore  ft  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts  ^ho  wait 
The  ordirs  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  diey  pr»f» 
Join  in  the  praifc  they  ling. 

4  While  all  his  wond'rons  works  . 
Through  his  vaft  kingdom  fhew 

Their  Maker's  glbry,  thou,  my  foul# 
Shall  fing  hb  graces  too* 


 VgALM   I04I  -  211 

Psalm  CIV.       L<»ig  Metre. 

The  giory      Q^d  in  creation,  and  pr^nndence^ 
l  T\y|"Y  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ； 

JLVJL  When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  raySf 

He  in  full  majefty  appears, 

Andy  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 
Note.  This  pfalm  may  be  Jung  to  a  different  n^etrt, 

by  adding  the  following  two  tines  /a  fuay 
Jlanuif  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord  ；  what  tongue  <can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name  i 

t  Hie  hew'ns  are  for  his  curtatit  fpread  ； 
Th*  xinfitthomM  deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  Hies 
On  winged  ftorms  acrofs  the  ikies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  infpires9 
His  mini&£rs  are  flaming  fires  ； 
And  iwift  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  forever  ftand  ； 
He  Unds  ihe  ocean  in  his  chain. 
Left  it  ihould  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  covcr'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  ^gli  above  the  mountains  ftood, 
He  thundered,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin，<J  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  fwclling  billows  know  their  bound. 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  ； 
Yet  thence  aonvey'd  by  fecrct  veins, 
They  fpring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains, 

7  He  bids  the  cryftal  fountams  flow, 
Aad  Qkccr  ikt  Tallies  as  they  go  5 


212  PSALM  I04.  - 

Tame  hm&n  there  their  thirft  aUa]r» 
And  for  the  ftream  wild  afles  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  (hade  the  brinl 뇬 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ； 
Their  fbngs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife9 
And  chide  our'filencc  in  his  praife. 

Pause  I, 

9  God,  from  his  cloudy  ciftern,  pours 

On  die  parch'd  earth  eariching  ihov'rs  : 
The  grove,  the  earden,  and  the  fiddf 
A  thoufaxui  joyful  bleffings  yield. 

10  He  makes  th«  gntflTy  food  arifiv 
And  gives  the  catile  large  iupplies  ) 
With  herbs  for  man^  of  various  pow*r, 
To  nourifli  nature,  or  to  cttre. 

1 1  What  noUe  fruit  the  vines  produce  1 
The  olive  yields  an  ufeful  juice  ；  % 
Oar  hearts  are  checr'd  vithgen^roas  wine9 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  &t 


ti  O  blefs  his  name,  yc  peopk,  fed 
With  nature's  chidf  fnpporter,  bread  : 
WhUe  bread  your  Titsd  (bength  impartSf 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts* 

Pause  IL 

13  Behold  the  ftately  cedar  ftands, 
Rais'd  iij  the  forcft  by  his  hands  ； 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  fheltcr  fiy9 
And  build  their  hefts  ieenre  on  ktgh. 

14  To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat  ； 
And  at  the  airy  mountain^  root 

The  feebler  creatures  make  ^exr  cdl  ； 
He  gives  them  wi£l(，m  where  to  dwelL 


 Psalm  104.  31；^ 

1 5  He  fets  the  fun  his  circling  race. 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ； 
And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day9 
Calls  out  wild  beads  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And»  roaring,  afk  their  meat  from  Qod  ^ 
But  when  the  mo/ning  beams  arife. 
The  favagt  bead  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  ^oes  ； 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fwect  relief 
From  tirefome  toil  and  wafting  grief* 

xS  How  ftrange  thy  works  ！  bowmat  thy  (kiOt 
And  cv'ry  land  thy  riches  fill  : 
Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee. 
This  ipacious  earth  is  full  <rf  thee* 

19  Nor  leis  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fiih  in  millions  fwim  and  creep. 
With  wond'rous  lnotiojis  fwift  or  flow. 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below* 

20  There  (hips  divide  their  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  xnonfters  play  ； 
There  dwells  the  huge  leviathan. 
And  foams  and  fports  m  fpke  of  man. 

PjAUSB  III. 

21  Vaft  arc  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rcfts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftand, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

22  While  each  receives  his  diff'rent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  ； 
Eagles  and  beats,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  diflPr^nt  forms. 


a  14       Ps*alm  104,  105.  

23  But  wh«ii  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And  dying,  to  their  dud  return  ； 
Both  man  and  beaft.  their  fouls  refign  : 
life,  breath,  and  iptrit»  all  are  thine* 

24  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  datt  again, 

、.  And  fill  the  world  with  beafU  and  men  ； 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath  - 
Repairs  the  waftes  of  time  and  death.  ' 

•  2$  His  works»  the  wonders  of  his  mtgh^  , 
Are  honow'd  with  his  own  delight  s 
How  awful  are  his  elorious  ways  I 
l*he  Lord  is  dreadful  in  liis  praife*  ， 

、  %6  The  earth  ftands  trembling  at  Af  ftroke^ 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke  ； 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face» 
And  tell  their  wants  to  far'reign  grace* 

27  In  thee  mj  hopes  and  wifhes  meet. 
And  make  my  meditations  fwect  ； 
Thy  praifes  (hall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  k  expire  in  endleft  joy. 

t%  While  haughtf  fimiers  die  accurft» 
Their  glory  bury'd  in  the  drift, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heav*nly  King, 
immortal  hsfielujahs  fing. 

PsAi.M  CV.  Abridged.  Com.  Metre. 

G<uPs  coniuB  to  I/rael,  and  tbe  phigues  of  BgjpU 
I  /^IVE  thanks  to  Crod,  inroke  his  name, 

^    And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ； 
•  Sound  through  the  earth  bis  deeds  of  fkmie. 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 

t  His  cov'nant,  which  be  kept  in  mind 
For  tmm'rous  ages  paft. 


Psalm  tor. 


215 


To  numerous  ages,  yet  behind, 
In  equal  force  {hil  kft. 

j  He  fwarc  to  Abr'am  and  his  ieedt  . 
And  made  the  bleffing  fure  ； 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promife  read» 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  feed  ihall  make  all  nations  bkft,,, 

fSaid  the  Almighty  voice) 
41  And  Canaan's  land  (hall  be  their  re&9 
«  The  type  6f  bcav'nly  joys." 

5  [How  large  the  grant  ！  how  rich  the  grace  ！ 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  ftrangers  in  the  place, 
A  fitzle  feeble  band  ！ 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  rcmov'd  ； 
And  havghty  kings,  that  on  them  frownM, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  Anointed,  and  nine  arm 

"  Shall  foon  rerenge  the  wrong  : 
"  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
"  Shall  know  their  G<k1  is  ftrong.,V 

8  Then  let  the  world  fotb«ar  its  rage^ 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
Ifi^el  muft  live  through  ev'ry  age. 
And  be  th*  Almigfaty*s  care. J 


9  Wbeii  Pbaraoh  dar,d  to  vex  the  iaints»  • 

And  thus  provokM  their  God, 
.  Mc&s  was  fent^  at  their  epmplaintiSy 


Pause  I. 


Zl6  PSu\LM  10$.  

10  He  call'd  for  darknefs  ；  darkoefs  capie 

Like  an  o'erwhelfiaing  flood  ； 
He  turn'd  each  lake  and  ev'ry  ftream 
To  lakes  and  ilreams  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifomc  flies 

Through  tie  wkole  country  Spread  ； 
And  frogs,  in  croaking  armies,  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  ten-fold  vengeance  flew  ； 
Locufts  in  fwarms  devour'd  tbeir  trees. 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftrokc9 

The  flow，r  of  Egypt  dy'd  ； 
The  ftrengtb  of  ev'ry  houfe  was  broke. 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 
r\  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage!, 
Nor  put  the、  church  in  fear  ； 
Ifr，el  muft  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th1  Almignty's  care* 
Pause  II, 

♦  15  Thus  were  th*  tribes  from  bondage  brought, 
And  left  the  hated  ground  : 
Each  fomc  Egyptian  ipoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  thriF  wayv 

And  mark'd  their  jburnies  right  ； 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fierjr  guide  by  night. 

17  They  tliirft  ；  and  waters  from  die  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  ftill  the  courfe  they  tQQfk9 
Rai\  »11  {he  defart  through. 


Psalm  105，  106.  217 

18  Q  wond'rous  Stream  ！  O  blefied  Type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ！ 
So  Chrift  our  Rock  maintains  our  life 
Through       tbis  wildecaefi. 

19  Thus  jguarded  by  th9  Almighty  Hau4 

The  chofen  tribes  pofl^ft 
.   Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land. 
And"  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 

20  Then  iet  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 

The  church  renounce  her  iesu*  ； 
Ifr'el  muft  live  through  ey^ry  age9 
And  be  th*  Almighty's  care. 

Psalm  GVI.  ver.  1 ― 5.  LongMetrc* 

Pralfr  $0  God  $  or9.  Cgmtfiunipn  with  faints* 

1  nnO  God  the  great,  the  ever  bleft, 

JL     Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addreft  $ 
His  mttcy  firm  forever  ftands  ； 
Give  him  tl^e  thanks  his  love  destamds, 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ？ 
Who  fhall  fulfil  thy  bound]icfs  praife  I 
Blea  are  the  fouls  that  fetr:  tliee  ftill, 
And  pay  th^ir  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did  , 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ； 
AiRl-whh  the  fame  falration  blcfe 
The  mcai^cft  fuppliant  of  - thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  fe<  thy  tribes  rej<Mce» 

And  aid  thdr  triumphs  with  my  vw<x  I 
This  is  njy  glory,  Lot5,  tQ  he  - 
Jotn'd  to  thy  faim 야  ^ad  ufi«,to  ib^^ 
U  / 


ai8       Psalm  106,  107.  

1  ᅳ Psalm  CVI-       Short  Metre. 

Vcr.  7,  8,  xa— 14>  43— 4«*    tfr^  ptmijbed  and 
art  G(uTj  ukcbingeabk 

OD  of  eternal  !6v 하 

How  fickle  are  our  ways  1 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifr'd  prove 
~""  >y  conftancy  of  grade  ！ 

a     They  (aw  tty  wonders  wrought* 
And  then  thy  praife  they  fung  } 
But  fooii  thy  works  of  pow*r  forgot^ 
And  murmor'd  with  thdr  tongue* 

3  Ndw  they  belicvp  bis  word. 
While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ； 

Now,  with  their  lufls  provoke  the  I^ord, 
"     And  he  redue'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults. 
He  kearken'd  to  their  groans  ； 

i  Brought  bis  own  covenant  to  his  thoagiit^ 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  fonsu 

5  '   f^eir  names  were  in  his  book, 

He  £kv,d  them  from  their  foes  ； 
'       Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  ptople  that  he  cholfe. 

6  Let  Ifr'el  Udk  the  Lord,  . 
Who  lov，d  their  ancient  ra^e  ^ 

And  chHftians  join  the  fohttm  ^fovA9 
Amciiy  to  all  thefr  fyraife. 

Psalm  CVit  ijl  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chrifiiam  to  Heaven. 
i^l  IVE  thunks  to  God  \  be  reigns  Above  $ 
\J-  KiAd  ftre  his  tb«Ught$9  hU  nftmeis  love  i 
His  metcy,  iiges  paft  h»ve  kno^ft, 
Aftd  ages  lotig  to        ftgU  own. 


 Psa^m  toy.9  a!9 

2  Let  tbe  rtcfeeiped  oC  the  Lord  .，   r  ， 
The  wonders  pf  his  grace  rcc^r^  ,;  ,  • 
Ifr,d»  the  nation  whom  h<*  cho/c>. 
And  rrfcn'd  from  their  mij^tyfoks. 

3  [When  God'5  almighty  arm  hzd  iroke 
Their  fetters  au4  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  defert,  Wai\d，ring  round 
A  wild  and  folit^ry  ground  ！ 

4  There  they  cottld  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fix'd  aboda  ； 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  afluage 

Their  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage.j  * 

5  In  their  dlflrcfS  to  God  they  crfd  ； 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  thar  guide  ； 
He  led  their  xnarch  far  wand'rjng  round  ； 
TVas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  grqund. 

6  Thus  when  our  firft  releafe  wc  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
Wc  have  this  defcrt  world  to  pjtfs, 

A  dang'roas  and  a  tirefomc  place.  ' 

7  He  fetds  and  clothes  us  all  thie  wavf 
He  guides  our  footfteps  left       ftray  ； 
He  guards  us  with,  a  powerful  hand*     -  — 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  Und. 

8  O  let  the  faints  with  jay  record 
The  truth  and  goodneik  of  the  Lord  ！ 
How  gr«at  his  v^oris  ！  how  kind  his  .ways  ！, 
JLet  cv'rj  tongue  pronounce  his  praife* 

Psalm  GVIL  2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

CorreSlon  far  Jin9  and  releaft  by  prayer. 
x  T7  ROM  age  to  age  exalt       name  } 
JT   God  and  his  grace  arc  ftiU  theiame  * 


^2Q  PgALM  l&J.   

He  fiBi  the'  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  fifceds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 

2  But  i£  tbeir  hearts  rebel,  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that,  rules  the  fkies  ； 
If  they  rejedl  his  hcav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  coonfels  of  the  Lord  ； 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground, 
An3  no  deliv'rcr  ihall  be  found,: 
Laden  with  grief,  thev  wafte  their  breath 
In  darknefs,  and  the  mzdti  0f  death. 

4  Then  u>  due  Lord  thej  raife  their  cries  ^ 
He  makes  the  dawnine  light  arife. 

And  (catters  all  that  dtfmal  (hade 
That  hung  fo  Heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiliag  ptis'ners  through  ； 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  j^xidF^ 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  foul  tAhu 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record, 

The  wond'rons  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ！ 
How  great  his  works  ！  how  kind  his  ways  ！ 
Iiet  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm  CVIL   yl  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Intemperance  punt/hed'  and  pardoned  ；  or,  a  Pfaim 
fit  the  glutton  and  tht,  drunkard* 

t  "T TAIN  man,  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 
V    Prepares,  for  his  owi>  punidiment  ； 
"WTiat  pains,  what  loathfome  m^adies, 
From  luxury  and  luft  arife  ！ 

i  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte, 
^   Yet  drowns.bis  health  to  pleafe  his  tafte  ； 


Psalm  loy.  221 

Till  all  his  adtive  powers  are  loft,  , 
And  fiunttng  life  draws  near  the  dufl.  ' 
3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat» 
His  foul  abhors  delkious  meat  ； 
Nature,  with  heavy  loadd  oppreft, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 
，   4  Then  how  the  fnghted  fitmers  fly- 
To  God  for  hdp>  with  earneft  cry  ！ 
He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  dieir  brefcth^ 
And  £rres  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  tned，cb«  coaM  effrd  the  cure 
So  quick*  fo  eafy,  or  fo  iare  : 
The  deadly  fentenc^  God  repeals  ； 

•    He  &nds  liis  fovVetgn  Word,  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'roHs  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  f 
And  let  their  thankful  offerings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love> 

I  Psalm  CVII.  4th  Part.  Long  Metre. 

J>eliverance  from  Jlorms  and  Jbtpnureck  :  ttr、  the 
/earners  Jbng» 

I  ，  i  \KT  OULD  you  behold  the  wewks  of  God, 
W   His  wdnders  in  the  world  abroad, 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea$» 
z  They  leave  their  native  fhores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind, 
Till  God  commaLnds9  and  teaip«(ls  rife, 
That  heare  the  ocean  to  the  ikies. 
3  Now  to  the  heav*hs  they  mount  amain  ； 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ； 
What  ftrange  afirights  young  failors  fcek 
And  like  a  ftagg'ring  drunkard  reel  ！ 


222    、     Psalm  107. 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  <deach  is  nigh» 
laod  to  all  hope,  to  G6d  they  cry  : 
His  mercy  hears  their  lou4  addrc&y 
And  fends  falvation  in  diilre&. 

5  He  bids  the  ^mnds  their  wrath  afTuage  ； 
The  furious  wares  forget  their  rage  : 
'Tis  calm  ；  and  failors  fmile  to  fee 
The  haven  where  th«y  vri!h*d  to  be.  • 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  die  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  off 'rings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  fing* 

Psalm  CVIL    Common  Metre* 

The  Manner's  P/aJmr 

1  H  Y  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
JL    Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 

The  fons  of  courage  fhall  record,  . 
Who  trade  in  floating  fhips. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arife, 

And  fwell  the  tow'ring  waves  ；  . 
The  men,  aftonifh'd,  mount  the  (kics$ 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  : 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels,  # 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Ftjghtcd  to  hear  the  tempeft  roir, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath  ； 
Atxd  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  fhore» 
Expeft  immediate  death.] 

$  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raiie  their  criesf 
^     He  hears  their  loud  requcft, 


 Psalm  107,  223 

，  And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies, 
•   And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears, 

And  fee  the  ftorm  allayM  ： 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  ； 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  TIs  God  that  brines  them  fafe  to  land  ； 

Let  ftupid  mortis  know 
That  waves,  are  under  his  command. 
And  all  the  winds  that  J>low, 

S  0  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praiie 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ！ 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wond'rous  ways, 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 

Psalm  CVII.  Lafi  ParU  Long  Metre. 

Colonies  planted  :  or,  nations  bleft  and  punt/bed. 
A  Pfalm  for  New-England. 
iTITHEN  God,provok'd  with  daring  crimes, 
W  Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  times. 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  Iknd, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land* 

1  His  word  can  raife  tbe  fprings  again. 
And  make  the  withered  mountains  green9 

•  Send  ftow'ry  bldlings  from  the  &ies. 
And  harvefts  in  the  defert  rife, 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  tli，  oppreft  and  poor  repair. 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  tke  fklJs^  and  trees  they  plants 
Whofc  yearly  fruits  fupply  their  war 


124 


Psalm  107,  icg. 


Their  race  grows  np  from  fruitful  (locks! 
Their  wealth  incresdes  with  their  flocks. 

Thus  they  are  bled  :  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in  ； 
A  favage  crew  invades,  their  lands^ 


<  Their  captive  fons>  cxposM  to  ,fcoro» 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forforn  ； 
The  country  lies  mrfencM,  ttmill'df 
And  defolatten  fprcads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humtled  nation  mourn 휙 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ； 
Again  he  n^akes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  lire,  J 

t  The  rigfateotisy  with  a  joyful  fea&9 
Admire  the  works  of  Provid^noe  ； 
And  tongues  of  atheifis  ftall  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 

Thefc  woud'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ！  . 
But  wife  obfervers  dill  ftall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  kind. 

Psalm  CIX.  i ― 5,  31.  Com.  Metre* 

Love  to  enemies,  from  the  example  of  Gbriji, 

1  O  D  of  my  mercy  and  my  praifef 
\JT  Thy  glory  is  my  fong, 

■  TJifimgh  finn^rs  fpeak  agabS  thy  gtace 
With  a  blafphemmg  toague. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
,  With  cruel  flanders,  falfe  zad  vaia» 
,  They  compafs'd  him  around. 


Psalm  io0,  i  io>       2 지 


3  Xheir  misVies  his  cotnpaflion  move, 
Their  peace  he  (till  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love. 


\  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cauie  ； 
Yet  with  his  dying  breath. 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crois, 
And  blefs'd  his  foes  in  death. 

；  Lord,  fliall  thy  bright  example  fhine 
In  vam  before  mine  eyes  ？ 

.  Give  me  a  foul  a-kin  to  thine. 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

I  The  Lord  fkall  on  my  fide  engage. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  ihall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage. 
Who  (lander  and  condemn. 


Psalm  CX.  iji  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Otrift  ex0lted9  and  multitudes  amverUd  :  or,  the 


THUS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 
To  Chrift  the  Son,,  "  Afcend  and  fit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  ihall  make 
"  Thy  foes  mbmifllvc  at  thy  feet. 

1  "  From  Zion  fliall  thy  word  proceed  *, 
"  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  (hall  (hew  thy  pow'r  is  great, 
"  When  faints  iliall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
"  And  finners  crowd  thy  temple-gate, 
"  Where  holincfs  in  beauty  fliines/' 


And  evil  for  his  good. 


fuccefs  of  the  go/pel. 


a 3^  Psalm  tio.  

4  O  bUBkd  pow'r  1  O  glorious  day  ！  • 
What  a  large  vift'iy  (hall  enfue  ！ 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey. 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dsw* 

Psalm  CX.      Part.  Loog  Metre. 

The  kingdom  ami  prieJUood  of  Cbr  '^ 

1  np  HUS  the  great  Lord  of  eartlf  and  fea 

JL  Spake  to  his  Sob,  and  thus  he  fwore  ； 
"  Eternal  ihall  thy  prkfthood  be, 
"  And  change  from  band  to  hand  no  more* 

2  "  Aaron  and  idl  his  fons  muft  d!e» 
"  But  cverlafting  life  is  thine, 

"  To  fave  forerer  tbofe  that  Bj 
"  For  rofuge  from  the  wrath  cKyine. 

3  "  By  me  Melchizedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  prieft  at  once  ； 

"  And  thou,  my  heav'nly  prieft,  fiialt  plead, 

"  And  thou,  my  King,  ibalt  rule  my  fon».M 

4  Jefus  t^e  prieft  afcends  his  throne. 
While  counfels  of  eternal  peace. 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son,  t 
Proceed  with  Itonqjir  and  fuccefs.  ' 

5  Thro,  tb«  whole  earth  his  reign  ihall  fpread. 
And  qrufli  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel  ；. 
Then  Hiall  he  judge  the  xifing  dead9 
And  fend  the  guhty  world  to  heU.、 

6  Though  while  he  treads  hi$  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  /Cup  of  tears  and  blood» 
The  foflTrings  of  that  dreadful  day 

Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 


Psalm  iio^  ij i.       22 흣 
Psalm  CX.      Common  Metre. 

.  CMJ*s  kingdom  and  pHefthood. 

1  TESITS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throw, 
J  And  neaf  thy  Father  fit : 

In  2ion  ftatt  thy  poWr  be  known, 
And  make  tby  foe9  fobmit. 

2  What  wondert  (Kail  thy  gofpel  do  ！ 

Thy  converts  ihall  furpafs 
The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dc\r, 
And  own  thy  .fov'relgn  gface, 

3  God  bath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ； 
"  Eternal  ihall  thy  pricfUiood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  Mekhizedek,  that  wond*rous  pricftf 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
"  That  holj  man,  who  Abra'm  bleft, 
J*  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

5  Jefus  our  prieft  forever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  ； 
Jdh$  .mr  King  forever  gives 
The  bleffings  of  his  love. . 

6  God  .ihall  exalt  his  glorious  head,     4  ， 

And  his  high  throne  maintain  ； 
SihsM  ftrike  the  pow*i-s  and  princes  dead 
Who  dare  oppofd  hk  reign* 

Psalm.  CXI.  ijt  Part*  Com.  Metre. 

The  Hvifdom  of  God  in  bis  wwku 
i  O  ONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
O  To  my  almighty  God  ； 
、H«  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue. 
To  fpread  his  nasne  abrqad* 


228         Psalm  hi. 


2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  w roaght  ！ 

How  glorious  in  pur  light  ！ 
Good  men  in  ev'rj  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  witli  delight, 

3  How  mo&  ezadl  is  nature's  frame  ！ 

How  wife  th，  sternal  Mind.i  . 
His  cQupfels  n^ver  change  the  fchemQ 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  Whtn  he  redeem  ，d  his  chofen  fons9 

He  fii，d  his  cov'nant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce, 
To  endlefs  ye^rs  endure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fides. 

Thy  heav'nly  £kill  proclaim  ； 
What  ftiall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
Eut  learn  to  read  thy  name  ？ 

6  To  fear  thy  powV,  to  truft  thy  gr^cct  ' 

Is  our  divine  ft  (kill  ； 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  raq?. 
That  beft  obeys  thy  will. 

Psalm  CXI.    ad  Part,    Com.  Metre, 

The  perfeSions  qf  Gcd* 
RE  AT  is  the  Lord  ；  his  work»  <^migkt 
Demand  our  nobleft  fongs  : 
Let  his  aflembled  faintfi  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  childrei)  foo4  ； 
And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  maies  bis  promife  good. 

3  HU  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  cam« 

To     1  bis  cov'nant  fare  ； 


 Psalm  hi,  112.  229 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  hii  name, 
His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 
4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife 
Mttft  with  his  fear  begin  ； 
Our  faiirft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'iy  iin. 

Psalm  CXII.      Particular  Metre. 

The  blejpngs  of  the  liberal  man. 

1  rr^ HAT  man  is  bkft  who  fiands  in  awe 

JL    Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  t 
His  feed  on  earth  ihall  be  renown'd  ； 

His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  ihall  hc9 

An  inexhaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fucceffive  honours  crown'd 

2  His  lib'ral  fevours  he  extends, 

To  fame  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ! 

A  gen'rous  pity  fills  hh  mind  2  ' 
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  blcffingrf  for  his  heirs. 

When  dying  nature  fleeps  in  duft. 

4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  ihall  he  maintain  his  ground  ； 

、      His  confeience  holds  his  courage  up  1 
The  fool  that's  fili'd  with  virtue's  light 
Shines  brightcft  in  afflidion's  night  \ 
And  fees  in  dark&^s  beam&  of  .hope, 
W 


2^0  PSAtM  113, 


Pauss. 

5  £111  tidings  never  can  furprife 
His  heart  that  fixM  on  God  relies, 

Tho，  waves  and  tempefts  roar  around: 
;Srfe  on  a  rock  he  (ks,  and  fees 
The  (hipwreck  of  h\s  enemies, 

Aad  all  their  hope  and  glory  drowa'd. 

.6  The  wicked  fliall  hi%  triumph  fee. 
And  gnaflx  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  tbeir  expeftations  croft  ；  、 
They  and  their  jenvy,  pride  and  fyitef 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft. 3 

Psalm  CXII.    Long  Metre. 

7be  bleffings  of  the  pious  and  &baritmbie. 

iHTHRJCE  happy  man  who  fears  the  I^ord» 
Lov^s  bis  commands,  and  trufts  his  word  ； 
Honour  aa4  peace  his  days  actend9 
A^i  bledings  to  his  feed  defcend. 

j2  CompaiSoti  dwells  upon  his  xninds 
To  works  .of  mercy  ftiir  inclin'd  ； 
He  lends  the  poor  fozn^e  prefent  aid. 
Or  gives  them,  no 후  to  be  repaid* 

I  When  times  gro«r  dark»  and  tidings  fprca4t 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  yn\Jti  dreadf 
His  heart  is  arm'd  a^ainft  the  fes^r, 
For  God  with  all  Ids  pow'r  U  there. 

^  His  foul*  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  h^aT'nly  courage  from  1ms  word  s 
Amidft  the  darknefs  light  (hall  nkj 
To  cboer  iusixearty  and  bids  his  eyes. 


Psalm  112,  113.  231 

5  He  hath  diipers'd  his  alms  abroad. 
His  works  arc  fUU  bdbre       God  \ 
His  name  on  earth  ttkM  long  remaitv 
While  cuvious  ilixners  fret  m  vain.  

Psalm  CXII,     Common  Metre. 

LiteratHy  retivarded. 

1  TTAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lonf, 
XjL    And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward. 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  tdtlun  his  brcaft 

To  all  thd  fons  of  need  ； 
So  God  (hall  anfwer  his  requeft 
With  bleffings  ob  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  lhall  furprife 

His  well  eftablifh'd  mind  ；  ' 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuge,  ffies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  diftrefs, 

Some  beams  of  light  ihs^l  {kinef 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoulhcis^ 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ； 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  aborev 
Shall  be  his  fure  reward. 

Psalm  CXIIL    Particular  Metre. 

The  rnajejly  and  condefcenf.on  of  GcA. 
i  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 

X  The  honours  of  his  ^ame  record, 

His  ikcred  nlme  for  ever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 


2^2  Psalm  iij. 


His  ri/ing  beams  or  fetting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  ieas  his  pow'r  confefs. 

2  Nor  thne,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  gire  his  vaft  dominion  bounds  ； 

TIk  h«av，ns  are  far  below  his  height : 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare 

Arm' J  with  his  uncreated  might.- 

3  He  bows  his  elorious  head  to  ticw 
What  the  bri^it  hofts  of  angels  do> 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things  ； 
His  fov 'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the .  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 

4  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleffings  <?f  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  : 
The  tnother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  : 


Psalm  CXIIL     Long  Metre* 


Cod  fovereign  and  grtidoys* 

1  X^B  fervants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 

X   In  tvrtj  age  his  praifes  fing  : 
Where'er  the  fun  fhall  rife  or  fet, 
The  nations  fhall  his  praife  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majefty  ； 
Nor  time,  nor  place,  his  pow'r  reftraia, 
Nor  bound  his  unlverfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fons  of  Adam  dare. 
Or  angels,,  with  their  God  compare 나 


Psalm  ii 114.  미 

His  g)ori^s>  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ！ 

4  Behold  his  love  ；  he  ftcops  to  view 
What  iaints  above  and  angels  do  ； 
A  ad  condefcends  yet  ftiore,  to  knew 
The  mezn  affairs  of  men  below, 

5  From  duft  and  cottages  obfeure. 
His  grace  exalts  the  Humble  poor  ； 
Givt&  th«m  the  honour  of  bis  fons, 
Atid  fits  t^era  for  their  hcav'nly  thrones* 

6  [A  word  of  his  cheating  tdlct 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  t 
Though  Sarak's  ninety  years  were  paft, 
The  promiis'd  feed  is  born  at  laft. 

7  With  joy  Ae  mori^r  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  laas  done  t 
Faith  may  graw  flrong  when  fenfe  defpairs  i 
l£  Tiatore  fails,  the  promife  bears.]  

Psalm  CXIV.     Long  Metre, 

Miraths  attending  IfraeVs  journey, 
i^THEN  Ifr'el,  freed  from  Phafaa^slianef^ 
W  Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  krid, 
Tbe  tribes  with  cheerful  Ihatnage  own 
Their  King,  and  jfudali  was  his  throne. 

2  Acrofs  tlie  deep  their  jonrney  lay  ； 
The  deqp  elivides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jordan  belief  their  mardh,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  ftiook  like  frighted  fheep, 
JLike  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  ；  , 
Not  Sinai  on  her  bafc  eould  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fov'rcign  pow'r  at  haueU 


1^4      Psalm  114，  1 15. 

4  What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  divide  ？ 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ？ 
Why  did  ye  leap,  yc  little  hills  ？ 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ？ 

5  Let  ev*ry  mountabit  cv'ry  flood. 
Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifr'el  :  S«?  him  here  ！ 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ； 
The  rock  to  landing  pools  be  turns  : 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  feas  confefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXV,     Long  Metre. 

The  true  God  our  refuge  ；  er9  idolatry  reproved, 
i  T^TTO T  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  dwft, 
X\   Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juft. 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

3  Shine  forth  in  a)l  thy  dreadful  name  ； 
Why  fhould  a  h«uhen,s  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  ihame, 

Say,  "Where's  the  God  you've  ftrv'd  fo  long?" 

5  Tbe  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throne 
Abov^  the  clouds,  bayond  die  ikies  ； 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  js  done. 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  fliapes  of  ftone  and  wood  ； 
At  beft，  a.  mafs  of  glitt，ring  ore,  、 
A  filver  faint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ?ars,  they  carve  their  tead  ； 
I)e?if  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  Wind  : 


 Psalm  ii^  2^5 

In  vain  are  coftly  off'rings  made, 
And  vows  arc  fcatter'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  favc  when  mortals  pray  ； 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love. 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.  J 

7  O  Ifr*el,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope. 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft  ： 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  ruins  up9 
And  blcfs  the  people  and  the  prieft. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife, 
They  dwell  in  filcnce  in  the  grave  ； 
Kut  we  fhall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  favc. 

Psalm  CXV.     Particular  Metre. 

Popijb  idolatry  reproved* 

z  "VT  OT  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true, 

IN  Not  to  our  worthleis  names  is  glory  due  ； 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  juftice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  fov'rcign  name. 
？? hinc  thro'  the  earth  from  hcav'n  thy  bleft  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathen  fay,"  And  where  8  your  God!" 

»  Heav'n  is  thy  higher  court,there  ftands  thy  throne, 
And  through  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done. 
Our  God  fram'd  all  this  earth  ,thefc  hcav*nshe  fpread, 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  ； 
The  kneeling  croud,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  filvcr  ikviours,  and  their  faints  of  gold* 

%  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapes  of  eyes  and  ears  ； 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  : 
Their  hands  ^re  helplefc,  nor  their  feet  can  move  ) 
They  have  no  fpecch,nor  tho?t,  nor  pow'r,  nor  love  ； 
Yet  fottiih  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
Te  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  mQvclefs  faints 


Psalm  11  ^  116. 

4  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ； 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  coar&r  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfclefs  ftock, 
Lopt  ffom  k  tree>  or  broken  from  a  rock  « 
Tcopic  and  priefts  drive  on  the  iblemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  geda  tbkt  ikw» and  hammers  made.] 

^  Be  hcaVn  ±M  eafth  ntiaz'd  ！  9Th  hard  to  fkj$ 
Which  b  more  ftttpid,  or  their  %ods9  or  they. 
O  Wtly  truft  the  Lord  ！  he  hears  and  fees» 
He  knows  thy  forrow$,  and  reftores  thy  peace  « 
His  worfhip  does  &  thoufii^d  comforts  yield. 
He  is  thy  hdp»  and  fe€  tky  hca^nly  ftidd. 

6  In  God  W  truft  》  OUr  impbtis  foes  in  vmm 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppofc  his  reign  ； 
Had  they  prcvail'd,  darkneis  had  clos'd  oxw  4§ys> 
And  death  and  fileacc  had  forbid  his  praife  s 
But  wc  are  lav'd,  and  live  :  Let  fongs  aii£e» 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  fkiefe. 

Psalm  CXVI.  i/2  P^r/.  Com.  Metre. 

Recruery  frwn  JUkneJk, 

I  T  LOVE  the  Lord  :  he  heard  my  crie«， 
X    And  p'ity，d  every  groan  ； 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  t\f& 
I'll  haften  to  bis  throne. 

.a  i  love  the  Lotd  :  he  bowM  his  eary 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 
O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpait, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  ！ 

J  My  flefh  <kclm，d,  faj  fpifits  felK 
And  I  drew  near  tbc  dead  ； 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Pefplex'd  my  wakeful  head.  " 

4  "  My  God,  I  cry'd*  thy  fervaat  feve, 
"  Tkon  ty%r  good  and  juft  | 


PsAtM   1 1 6,  237 

"  Thy  pow'r  can  refcue  from  the  grave, 
:      "  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  truft." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diflreft. 

He  bid  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  (bul,  to  God,  thy  reft9 
For  thou  haft  known  his  love. 

6  M7  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  deatb» 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breaths. 
And  my  remaining  years. 

Psajlm  CXVL  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  I2»  &c.  VbwSf  made  in  trouble,  fatd  in  the 
tburcb  s  ^r,  public  thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

•  1  XXTHAT  fkall  I  render  to  my  God 
VV    For  all  his  kindnefs  fliown  ？ 
My  feet  (hall  vifit  thine  abode,  . 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne, 

2  Among  the  faints  that  fill  tliy  houfc 

My  off'rings  fliall  be  paid  s 
There  fliall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  foul  in  anguilh  made' 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  evcr,Mdfcd  God  ！ 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ！ 
How  precious,  is  their  blood  ！ 

4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ！ 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  had  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee.  1 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  fliall  my  purpofc  move  ；  ， 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bands  of  pam, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 


^38      Psalm  it 6,  117. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record  ； 
Witnefs,  ye  faints,  who  hear  toe  ilow, 
If  I  forlake  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXV1L    Common  Metre- 

Praije  to  Vod  from  all  nations, 

1  ALL  ye  nations,  ptaife  the  Lord,  - 
\J    Each  with  a  difF'rent  tongue  : 

In  eV'rf  language  leani  his  ^DrtJ, 
And  let  his  name  be  fling. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  «v'ry  land  $ 

Proclaidi  his  grace  abroad  ； 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  ihall  ftand  ； 
Praife  ye  the  faithfill  God. 

Psalm  CXVlL    Long  Metfe- 

1  T?  ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  ikies, 
JL    Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ； 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'rj  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  merdgs.  Lord  ； 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  praife  ihall  found  from  fhore  to  fhore» 
'Till  funs  (hall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

ᅳ iPsALM  CX VII.    Short  Metre- ᅳ 

i      np  H  Y  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

JL   Shall  found  through  diftant  lands  j 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word, 
Thy  truth  for  evet  ftands. 
t     Far  be  thine  honour  fj)ffciid, 
And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
'Till  morning  fight  and  ev'iiing  fliade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  n»  mere* 


Psalm  xi8. 


239 


Psalm  CXVilL  i^  Par/.  Com.  Mef. 


Ver.  6 15.   J^elrvtrwt  frwi  a  tumult* 


HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  nowf 
-Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 


Of  what  the  fons  of  esuth  can  do9 
Since  heav'n  affords  me  aid. 

2  Tfs  fafer,  Lord,  tQ  hope  in  theet 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  truft  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And      thw  truth  depend* 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  btftc  me  round  ； 

A  large  and  angry  fwarm  ！ 
But  I  fhall  all  their  rage  confound 
By  thine  almighty  ani). 

4  l^s  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftron^ 

In  him  my  lips  rejoka  j 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong> 

How  cheerful  U  my  voice  I 
j  Like  angry  bees  they  gird  me  round  ； 

When  God  appears,  tbey  fly  ： 
So  burning  (horns,  with  crackling  found, 

Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 

6  Jov  tQ  the  faints  and  peace  belongs  ; 
The  Lord  protft^ts  their  ways  ； 
Let  Ifr'el  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  hi?  aimigbty  grt»g»>  


Psalm  CXVHI.  2d  Part,  Com.  Metre, 


Public  prai/e  fir  dekvrance  from  deaths 

LQKJX,  thou  haft  hea:  d  thy  ibrirant  cry. 
And  r^fcu'd  from  the  grave  ； 
Now  fli^H  he  iWe  ；-  (and  none  cam  dlff. 


Ver.  17— ai. 


if  Cod  refolvc  to  iavc} 


240  Psalm  i  18. 


2  Thy  praife,  more  conft^At  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breach  ； 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore. 
Defends  him  ftiliJfrom  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  Audi  worftiip  there  ； 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Amongft  tb，  afTemblies  of  thy  iaiiits 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raiie  : 
There  wc  have  told  thee  our  complaints. 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 


Psajlm  CXVIIL  id  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Ycr»  %%t  %z*    Cbrift  the  foundation  of  bh  church* 

1  "IJEHOLD  the  fure  foundation-ftone 
13    Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon. 
And  his  eternal  praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  linners  dear. 

And  fkints  adore  the  name  ； 
They  truft  their  whole  (Ulvation  here, 


3  The  foolifli  builders,  fcribe  and  priefty 

Rejcdt  it  with  difdain  5 
Yet  on  this  Rock,  the  church  ihall  reft, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withftobd, 


Tis  thine  own  work9  Almighty  God! 
An4  wwid ，！랗 us  in  aur  eyes. 


Nor  (hall  they  fuffcr  fliame. 


Psalm  118.  241 
Psalm  CXVIII.  4th  Pari.  Com.  Met. 

%6.    Ho/anna  ；  the  Lord9 s-day  i  or9Cbrift*s 
refurreQion  and  our  falvation, 

1  그 ᄀ HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  xnadc^ 

JL     He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ； 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  gU3i\ 
And  praife  furround  the  throne.  ) 

2  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ； 
To-day  the  faints  his  triumphs  Ipread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hofanna  to  th，  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ！ 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ；  defcend  and  bring  i 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  tneffages  of  grace  ； 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  fave  our  iinful  race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  ftrains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raife  ； 
The  higheft  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 

Psalm  CXV1IL  22—27.  Short  Metre. 

ir  the  Lord， 
Jal*vation 


An  hofanna  for  the  Lort 다 day  ；  or9  a  iwrw  fong  of 
ᅳ     -     by  Cbrtft. 


•t     CJE  E  what  a  living  ftone 
O  The  builders  did  refufe  ； 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon. 
In  fpitc  of  envious  Jews. 

2    The  Scribe  and  angry  pried 
Rejed  thiijie  only  Son  ; 


242         Psalm  i  18. 

Yet  on  tiiis  Rock  (hull  Zk)ti  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  (toif* 

3  The  ^>rk,  O  Ldtd,  h  thine, 
And  w(>nd>cni6  m  ©«r  eyes  ) 

This  day  declares  it  ail  divinsi 
This  dky  did  Jtfus  rife. 

4  This  i&  the  gtertottis  day 
That  our  Redeemer  illa^e  ^ 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  fing,  and  fray, 
het  all  th«  church  be  glad^ 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ； 

Blefs  him,  ye  faints  ；  he  comes  tb  bring  t 
Salvation  from  your  God*  ' 

6  We  blefs  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ；  、 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  fecrifice  ef  praife. 

Psalm  CXVIIL  2^—27.  Loflg  Metre. 

An  hofanna  fir  the  £^49j^ity  i  dry^  neno  /or^ 
of  fahmthn  Chrljl* 

1  T   O  !  what  a  gloriofls  comer-ftoae 
1  a  The  JewiiK  builders  ^td  rfeftifc  ； 
But  God  hath  built  his  cliurch  "there^fl# 
In  Ipite  of  envy,  and  the  Je^s. 

2  Great  God  i  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  % 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thmtt 
The  day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  었 ad  : 
Hofanna,  let  his  name  be  bleft  ； 

A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  reft  ！ 


Psalm  118，  119.  24,^ 

4  In  God's  qwq  name  lie  comes  to  b;ing 
Salvation  tQ  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  md  fonga  of  praife, 

ᅳ         Psalm  CXIX. 

,     /  have  cotteSed  and  dy^ofid  the  moji  ufeful  *ver* 
'  f"  of  this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  heads ^  and 
formed  a  Diviqc  5ong  on  each      them.    But  the 
ver/ej  are  much  \ranf^oJ^d  to  attain  fomt  degree 
of  connect iQn» 

In  fame  plaeejy  atmng  the  !wq/，Js  】hw,  commands^ 
judgments,  teftimonks,  /  h 향 tm  ufed  gofpel,  word, 
grace,  truth ^  proraifes,  lsfc、  as  mws  agrgeable  to  t.b» 
Kew'Tefiammty  ^nd  the  common  language  of  Cbrlf% 
t}W%  «n4  it  iquaJit  mnfwn  the  defign  of  tke  Pfabn'. 
ijli  which  nvai  H  ruQmmen4  tkf  Hoiy  Scriptures* 

Psalm  CXIX.  iji  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

The  blcjidnefs  of  fainUt  and  mijerj  of  /inncrs* 
Vcr.  j,  i,  3. 

1  TJLEST  ar€  tji1  uji4efil'd  in  heart, 

、  13    Whofc  ways  are  right  and  clean  j 
Who  nerer  from  thy  law  depart^ 
But  fly  from  oy'ry  flri, 

2  Blcft  arc  the  xneu  t;hat  If^^p  thy  word, 

And  prsi^iff  thy  ^omm^M^  ； 
With  their  wkoU  heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 

And  ftrvc  thee  with  their  hands. 
；  ,  V«r,  j6s> 

j  3  Gtesrt  is  th^ir  p«ge^  who  lovt  thy  } 

How  firnj  %hw  fpuk  ^bii^  1 
:      Nor  can  a  bold  UmpUtion  draw 

Th«ir  &^9ij  feot  afick, 
I  Vfr, 
I  4  Then  ftall  my  h^H  have  itm«r4  jpy» 

And  keep  piy  fac^  fronj  ftsm«， 


^44         Psalm  119,  

When  all  thy  ftatutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 
Vcr.  2i9  118* 

5  But  haughty  finncrs  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ； 
The  fons  of  falfliood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  drift. 
Ver.  119,  155. 

6  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  ； 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  *fee  falvation  from  afar, 
,  But  never  taile  thy  grace. 

Psalm  CXIX.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Secret  devotion  and  fpirttual-mindednefe  ；  or9  con* 
Jlant  coirverfe  nvitb  God* 

Ver.  147,  55* 

1  nPO  thee,  before  the  dawnmg  light, 

•L    My  gracious  God,  I  pray  ； 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
Ver.  81, 

2  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace  j 

Thy  promife  bears  me  up  ； 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  lupports  mj  hope. 
t  Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  'times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee  ； 
Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me. 

Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  the  Ikies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ； 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
^       And  fweet  acceptance  find. 


Pialm  CXIX,      Part.  Co«i.、Metr<5， 

Protons  tffiieerify,  r^mmm*  and  obedience, 

Vcr.  47,  69. 
1  'T1  HOU  »rt  my  portu>^  O  mjr  God ； 
X    Soon  M  1  iwow  ihj  w^rf 
My  heart  wke>  Jwtftc  t,  ii>^y  thj  Wor4v 
And  fuffers  np  del^j, 

t  I  chooft  tk»  patb  of  hwr9vij  U0tb» 
Awl  gl^ry  j»  my  cbok«  • 
Not  aU  tsbe  ticbw  of  the  wih 
Could  make  jq^  {q  rejoice. 

3  The  teSimQ.uies  cf  tby  graxre 

I  fet  before  jnijip  ey^s  ； 
Thence  I  derive  ftiy  d^xly  flxengrii. 
And  tlicre  my  comfort  lies. 

V«r.  59' 

4  If  once  I  v*o4er  from  thjr  pa^ 

Then  tarn  «»y  feft  to  tiiy  oommand^ 
And  truft  Ujy  pard'joiog  grace. 

Ven  94,  114. 

5  Now  I  am  tfab«,  fwev«-  ibin«, 

O  fevt  tlif  flrvattt,  JUpd  ！ 
Thou  art  my  Aield«  ply  iid^-JpJUfe, 
My  hope  i«  ta  tbf  word. 

Ver. 

6  Thou  fca*  in^aM  diis  fceart  of  fbiac 

Thy  ftatytes  to  M«  : 
And  tbm  m  mortri  fi^  fHatt  dhA 


246         Psalm  119. 

Psalm  CXIX*  4th  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

blfiruSUn  Jrcm  Scripture* 
Ver.  9. 

.  I  T  T  O  W  (ball  the  young  fecure  their  hearts, 
JljL    And  guard  their  lives  from  fin  ？ 
Thy  word  the  choiceft  rules  impajts* 

To  keep  the  confpience  clean.  i 
Ver.  130,  ； 
Z  When  once  it-  enters  to  the  mind,  ； 
It  ^reads  fuch  light  abroad,  ! 
The  meaneft  fouls  inftruftion  find,  j 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God.  I 
Ver.  105.  j 

3  ，Tis  like  the  fun,  a  heav'nly  light,  ！ 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ； 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night,  j 
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.  IC4,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ； 

I  hate  the  finner's  road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife. 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God.  ！ 
Ver.  899  909  91. 

6  [The  ftarry  heav'ns  t^iy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  3 
And  theffc  thy  fervants,  night  and  day. 
Thy  fkill  and  pow'r  exprefe* 

7  But  ftill  thy  law  and  gofpel^  Lord, 
Have  lefTons  more  divine  }  , 


Psalm  iig.  247 

Not  earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  ftars  fo  nobly  fhinc] 
Vcr.  160,  140,  9,  xi6. 
8  Thj  word  is  cverlafting  tAith, 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ！ 
That  holy  book  lhall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

Psalm  CXIX.  stAPart.  Com.  Metre. 

Delight  in  fcripture  ；  or9  the  word  of  God  dwelling 
in  us,  • 
Verfe  97. 

1  f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law  ！ 
\J  ，Tis  daily  my  delight  : 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
、  Divine  advice  by  night. 

Ver.  148. 

2  M7  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  bear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 

Ver.  3,  13，  54.  • 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ！ 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ！ 
A  Ad  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage' 
Yields  me  a  heav'nly  fongr 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  1  a  ftranger,  or  at  home, 

Tis  my  perpetual  feaft  ； 
Not  honey  dropping  frotn  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  tafte. 
Vcr.  7a, 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind  ； 

Nor  fhall  thy  word  be  fold 
For  loads  of  fdyer  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choiceft  gold. 


 Psalm  ug.  ' 

Ver.      49,  175.  - 
6  When  nature  finks,  and  fpirits  droop, 
Thy  promiies  of  gr^ 
Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  ho^9 
And  there  I  write  thy  뼤 

Psalm  CXIX.  6th  ParU  Com-  Metre. 

Holifiefi  and  comfort  from  the  «Lvord. 
Ver.  ug. 

1  T  ORD,  I  dimu  thy  judgnsems  rigjblt 
Y  a  ^nd  all  thy  ftatutes  juft  ； 
Thence  I  maintwi  a  condaAt  fight 

With  «v'ry  flatt'ring  luft. 

Vcr.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precept*  often  I  funrey  ： 

1  keep  thy  law  in  fight. 
Through  all  the  bufiaefs  of  the  day, 
To  form  mj  anions  right. 
Ver.  6%. 

3  My  hesut  b  mtdtsight  fileace  erie$, 

"  How  fw«t  thj  comforts  be  ！" 
My  thoughts  in  holj  wonder  rife» 
Aad  mag  tfa«tr  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  "a. 

4  And  vhen  my  fpirit  dtinks  her  £IU 

At  fome  good  Ymrd  of  thme9 
Not  mighty  men  that  ftiare  the  fpoll 
Have  joys  compared  to  mine. 

Psalm  CXIX,  pb  Part.  Com.  IVfetre- 

Jmper/edion  of  nature  and  perfsSian  future, 

parapbrafed* 
1  T   ET  sdl  the  heathen  writers  jom 
JLi  To  ferm  oat  perfed  tooJc, 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  ^Ine, 
_      How  sieas  cbeir  writings  J#ek  I 


Psalm  ii9.  249 

2  Not  the  moft  perfedl  rules  they  gave 

Could  lhew  one  fin  forgiv'n, 
Nor  lead  a  ftep  beyond  the  grave  ； 
But  thine  conduft  to  heav'n, 

3  I^c  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

PerfedHon  here  below  ； 
How  fhort  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go  ！ 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrc^ight.  ； 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad,  , 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought, 

5  In  vain  we  J>oaft  perfedion  here, 

While  fin  defiles  our  frame  ； 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ； 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXIX.  St/j  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

The  nvord  of  God  is  the  faint**  portion  }   or,  the 
excellency  and  variety  of  fcrtpture. 

Ver.  in  paraphrafed. 

1  T  ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  mjr  choke, 

My  lading  heritage  5 
There  ihall  my  nobleft  pow，i,s.  rejoice, 
My  warmeft  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  hift'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight, 
While  through  thy  promifes  I  rovo 
With  tyer  frefti  delight. 


ajo  Psalm  ng.  

3  9Ti%  a  broad  had  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  fprings  of  life  arife  ； 
Seeds  of  immorul  blifs  are  fownf 
And  hidden  glory  lies* 

4  The  beft  relief  that  mourner?  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  Weft  ； 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  reft. 

Psalm  CXIX.  ^th  Part.  Com*  Metre. 

D^fir€  qf  knotwUdge  ；  or,  the  teaching  of  the  Spirit 
ivitb  the  <word» 

  .Ver.  64,  68,  18, 

1  rX,,HY  mercies  fiU  the  tarth,  O  Lord, 

jL      How  good  thy  works  appear  ！ 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word. 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there* 
Vcr.  73,  i»5» 

2  My  heart  was  faftion'd  hj  thy  bandi 

My  fervicc  i&  thy  due  -9 
O  make  thy  fervant  underftaod 
The  duties  he  mufl:  do, 
Ycr.  19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftrangcr  here  below, 

Let  no^  thy  path  be  bid  s 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  fliould  go. 
And  be  my  conftant  guide. 
Ver,  s6. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wand'ring  wayst 

Thou  heanift  my  foul  complain  ； 
Grant  mc  the  teachings  of  thy  grace. 

Or  I  fhall  ftrgy  again. 
rr  ^  ，  Ver.  33,  J4-  n 

5  "  God  to  me  hh  ft*tutes  m«w, 

And  heavily  truth  iwpwt, 


^  Psalm  i  19,  251 

His  work  for  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  law  (hall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  co,  71. 
6  This  was  xny  comfort  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  grkf  (  # 
It  made  »ic  learn  tfey  word  die  more. 
And  fly  to  that  rtslief. 

Ver.  ji. 

9  [In  tain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ； 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law  ； 
Not  let  that  bleffed  goQ>el  go, 
Whence  all  mj  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  *7,  171. 
8  When  I  have  leam'd  tny  Father^  mi^ 
I'll  teach  the  w^rld  his  ways  : 
My  thankful  lips,  infplrM  vn\h  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  hb  praifc] 

Psalm  CXIX.  io/A  Part.  Com.  Metre 

Pleading  the  promlfes, 

Ver.  s89  49- 

1  TJEHOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
II    Devoted  to  thy  fear  ； 
Remember  and  con^rm  thy  word. 

For  all  my  hc^es  ar«  there. 
V«r.  41,  5«>  107. 

2  Haft  thou  not  lent  fadvation  down. 

And  p»)ims'd  <%idck"7iiii^  grace  ？ 
Doth  not  my  heart  zddreS  thy  tbrone  ？ 
And  yex.  thy  lc^c  delays, 
Ve?r.  143,  42. 
5  Mine  eyes  for  xhf  falvation  fail  ； 
O  fcearr  thy  fferrant  ttp  ！ 
Nor  let  the  f<*ffing  Hps  pwviril*  ᅳ 
Which  4mt  ttpx^L9k  ttif  hof>e. 


2^2  Psalm  119.   

*7  Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didft  thou  not  raife  my  faith,  O  Lord  ？ 
Then  let  thy  troth  appear  : 
Saints  fiiall  rejoice  in  my  reward. 
And  truft  as  well  as  fear. 

.Psalm  CXli.  i  ith  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Breathing  after  bolinefs* 
Ver.  5,  33. 

1  ^\  That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
\J  To  keep  his  ftatutes  ftill  ！ 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will  ！ 
Ver.  29. 

2  O  fend  thy  fpirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart  I 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  adt  the  liar's  part.  , 
Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  ofF  mine  eyes  ； 

Let  no  corrupt  defign, 
Nor  covetous  defires,  arife 
Within  this  foul  of  mine* 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  fincere  ； ' 
Let  fm  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  confeience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 

5  My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray  ； 

My  feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fincc  I've  not: forgot. thy  way, 
Reftore  thy  wand'ring  flieep. 

Ver.  35-  * 
€  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'TIs  a  delightful  road  ； 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
―       Offend'  againft  my  God, 


 Psalm  119.  253 

Psajlm CXIX.  \2thPart.  Com.Metre. 

Breathing  after  comfort  and  delinjvanu* 
Vcr.  153- 

1  Tk^TY  God,  confider  my  diftrefs, 
JLVX  Let  mezty  plead  my  caufe  \ 
Though  I  have  iinn'd  againft  thy  graccf 

I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Vcr.  3Q9  xx6. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  fliarp  reproach 

Which  I  fo  juftl/  fear  ； 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes» 
Nor  let  my  iliame  appear. 

Vcr.  im,  135. 
J  Be  thou  a  furcty,  Lord,  for  me  ； 
Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs  ； 
But  make  thy  waiting  fervamt  ftt 
The  ihinings  of  thy  face.  , 
Vcr.  82. 

4  Mine  eyes  with  expeilation  fail  ； 

My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  When  wHl  the  Lord  his  truth  fidfilp 
"  Aad  make  my  comforts  rife  l" 
Ven  13a. 

5  Look  down  upon  my  forrows.  Lords 

And  (hew  diy  grace  the  £une» 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t，  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 

Psalm  CXIX.  i^hPart.  Com.Metr^ 

Holj  fearf  mid  tendgrtttfi  of  corf/cwiu. 
Vcr.  xo. 

iTITIth  my  whole  heart  Vvt  fought  thy  face, 
W   O  let  me  never  ftray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  giace. 
Nor  tread  xht  £>Aoer's  wav  ！ 

y 


^54         Psalm  tig. 

.  Ver.  u. 

2  Thy  word  I've  Vid  within  my  heart. 
To  keep  my  confcicnce  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  guard 
From  cv'ry  rifing  fin. 

vcr.  63,  S3*  에 
3'  Pm  a  companion  of  the  faints 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  e 
My  forrows  rife,  njy  nature  &ints» 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Vcr.  161,  ^63. 

4  While  fiimers  do  thy  gofpel  wrong. 

My  fpirit  ftands  in  awe  $ 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongtiei 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Vcr.  16 1»  xao. 

5  My  Heart  with  &cred  rev'rence  bears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ； 
My  flefli  with  holy  trembling  feare 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

Ver.  166, 174.  • 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope9  I  wait 

For  thy  falyation  ftill  ； 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  ddight, 
'And  I  obey  thy  will.  j 

Psalm  CXIX.  14th  Part.  Com«Metre« 

•   Benefit  of  affli^hni,  and  Juffort  unicr  ,bem, 

Vcr.  i$s9  Zif  9%.  ' 
i  I 에  ONSIDER  all  my  follows,  Lord, 
And  thy  deliv'rtince  feiid  ； 
MyfoiU  for  thy  fafvation  faints  ； 
When  will  1117  troubles  end  i 
Vcr.  71. 

t  Yet  I  hare  found  'tis  good  for  me 
^     To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ； 


 Psalm  119,  455 

Afflidions  make  me  learn  thy  law9 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

Vcr.  50. 

3  Thjs  is  the  eonfort  I  cajoy 

When  new  d^ftrefs  begms# 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  nay  former  iiiu. 
Vcr.  92, 

4  Had  not  thj  word  been  way  delight, 

When  eai^ddy  joys  were  fled,  * 
My  foul,  oppreft  with  fortow's  weight. 
Had  funk  amongft  the  dead 
Vcr.  75-  、 

5  I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  are  rightf 

Though  they  may  item  ferere : 
The  *ftarpeft  fuff'rings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care* 
Vcr.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaft'ning  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ； 
Bat  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 

Nor  wsmder  frqm  thy  way. 

 ,  ■  —r» 

Psalm  CXIX.  1  $tbPart.  Com. Metre* 

Jhfy  refihaionsm 

Ver.  93-  ， 

1  r\  T  H  A  T  thy  ftatutcs,  cVry  hoar, 
VJ  Might  dwell  upon  mj  mind  ！ 
Tbcnc«  I  derive  a  quick,ni&g  pow'r, 

And  daily  peace  I  find* 

^         Vcr,  if»  16.  • 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts*  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  fwoet  employ  ； 
M7  fonl  &aU  Qe〜r  forger  ihy  wotdt 
Thy  m>9i  is  all  my  407.  、 


Psalm  ng. 

Vcr*  31/ 

)  How  would  I  run  in  thy  aunnumds. 
If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  fin  and  Saun's  hstofol  choinsr 
And  fet  mj  feet  at  large? 
,  Ver.  15,  46. 

4  M7  lips  .with  coorage  (hall  declaie 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  .  name  ； 
1,11  fpeak  thy  word,  tho，  ld&gt  ihould  hear- 
*Nor  yield  to  fixiful  (haine. 

Ver.  6xf  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 
Let  pride  uid  malice  forge  their  lies» 
Thy  law  is  my  dclighu 
Ver.  115. 

6  Dtpart  from  me,  yc  wicked  racey 

Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  ； 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways,  • 
And  mxxfi  obey  his  will. 

^salm  CXIX.  i6tb  Part,  Com.Metre. 

Prayer  for  quickening  ^raee. 
Ver.  25,  37. 

1  Ty /T  Y  foul  lies  ckaving  to  the  doft  ； 
JLVJL  Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ！ 
From  vain  deures,  and  ev ，！ y  luft,  - 

Turn  off  thefe  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
*  Left  I  fhoukl  loiter  in  my  rac«> 
Or  turn  mj  feet  aftray. 

Ver.  107. 

3  When  fbre  affli^ions  prefs  me  down, 
^       I  n«cd  thy  quick'ning  pow'rt  ； 


Psalm  119. 


Thy  word,  that  I  have  relied  on, 

Shall  help  my  hcavieft  hours. 
•  Vcr.  156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fov'rcign  ftill, 

And  tkou  a  faithful  God  ！ 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To、run  the  hcav'nly  road  ？ 
Vcr*  1599  40. 

5  Docs  not  my  heart  ihj  precepts  kvp» 

Aod  long  to  fee  thy  face  ？ 
And  yet  bow  flow  my  ipirit$  mo¥e9 
Without  cnliv'ning  grace  J 
Vcr.  93. 

6  Then  fluU  I  love  thy  gofpel  more. 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  wardt 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXIX,  vjth  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Courage  and  perfeverance  under  perfecution  ；  or, 
^race  Jbining  in  difficultUs  and  trials* 
Ver.  I45»  28. 
iTTT  HEN  pain  sliwJ  anguifh  feize  mc,Lord, 
VV  AH  my  fupport  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  foul  diffolves  for  heaviness. 
Uphold  n>e  with  U17  ftrengthVmg  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  110. 

2  The  proud  have  fiam'd  their  feoffs  and  lies. 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  foul  to  fibres  and  fin  ^ 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 

Ver.  161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufc, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ； 

But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  name,  _ 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fhar" 
Y% 


258       Psalm  119，  120,  

Psajlm  CXIX.  LaJiParU  LongMetre. 

San&ykd  affiStUns    or,  delight  in  the  word  of  God. 


1  ATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ； 
JP   How  kind  was  thy  chauidng  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  confeience  to  a  ftand, 
And  brought  my  wand'rimg  foul  to  God  ！ 

2  Fooliih  and  vain,  I  went  aftray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  feourges,  Lord  ； 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loft  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

Ver.  71. 

3  *Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke. 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  ； 
*Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  ftrokeA 
That  I  might  learn  his  ftatutes  well. 

Ver.  7». 

4  The  law  that  iffues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raifc  my  cheerful  fpirits  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  South, 
Or  Weftern  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver.  73.  ,  , 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame 뇨 
Thy  fpirit  form，d  mj  foul  within  ； 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wond'rous  name. 
And  guard  me  fa&  from  death  and  fin. 

Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  falvation  (hall  rejoice  ； 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice* 

~ Psalm  CXX. ᅳ Common  Metre. ᅳ " 

Complaint  of  quarrelfome  neighbours  ；  or9  a  dewut 

  fwi/h  for  peace* 

1  rTpHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft, 
ᅳ  \     Kty  niy  fufPring  ilate  i 


Psalm  120，  121.  ^59 

When  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ？ 

2  Hard  lot  of  minie  ！  my  days  are  call 

Among  the  fons  of  ftrife, 
Whofe  never-ceafing  brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  0  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place. 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide  lonefome  wildernefs» 
And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell  1 

4  Peace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  feefc, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ！ 
I  am  for  peace  ；  but  when  I  fpeak9 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paffions  ftill  their  fouls  engage, 

And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  ； 
What  ihall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  derouring  tongue  I 

6  Should  burning  arrows  finite  thee  through, 

Strift  juftice  would  approve  ； 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Psalm  CXXI.     Long  Metre. 

Divine  prots3ion, 

1  TJP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\J  Th，  eternal  hills  beTOiid  the  fkics  ； 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  i 
Thejre  my  Almighty  Refuge  lives, 

2  He  lives  ；  the  everlafting  God, 

That  built  the  worfd,  that  fpfead  the  flood  ； 
The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hpfts  he  made. 
And  the  dark  regipns  of  the  dead. 


^60  PSAIM  121.  

3  He  guides  our  feet,  4it  guards  our  way  5 
His  morning  fmiles  bleis  all  the  day  ； 
He  fpreads  the  ev'ning  vale,  and  keeps . 
The  filent  hours  while  Ifracl  fleeps. 

4  Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  bleft,  ' 
May  rife  fecure9  fecurely  reft  ； 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  flumber  nor  furprife, 

5  No  fun  ihall  finite  thy  head  by  day. 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fickly  ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  couch  ；  no  baleful  ftar 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burnr 
Still  thou  {halt  go,  and  dill  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ！  his  hcav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

7  On  thee  fool  fpirits  have  no  powV  ； 
And  in  thy  lad  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

Psalm  CXXI,    Common  Metre. 

Prefervation  by  day  and  nighU 

1  HT1 0  heav'n  I  lift  my  w^ting  eyes, 

JL     There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  5 
The  Lord  that  .built  the  earth  and  ikies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  ihall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  : 
His  ear  attends  the  fofteft  call  ； 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  powers 

With  his  Almighty  arm,  ': 


Psalm  121.  a6i 


And  watch  oar  moft  unguarded  tours  ' 
Againft  fiirprifing  harm. 

Ifraely  rejoice,  and  reft  fecuref 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ； 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  pow'r 

For  thine  eternal  guard* 

Nor  fcorching  Am,  nor  fickly  moon. 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  ； 

He  fhields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
Fitmi  blading  damps  at  night. 

He  euards  thy  foul,  he  keeps  thy  brealfay 
\^icrc  thickeft  dangers  come  ； 

Go  and  return,  fecurc  from  death, 
'Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

Psalm  CXXL    Particular  Metre. 


UPWARD  I  lift  mine  tjts9 
From  God  is  all  mj  aid  ； 
The  God  that  built  the  fides, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  toVr 
To  which  I  fly  ； 


In  cv'iy  hour. 

2  My  feet  (hall  never  Hide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  (hares. 
Since  God,  imy  guard  and  guide. 
Defends  me  from  my  fears* 

Thofe  wakeful  eye89 

Which  never  fleep9 

Shall  Ifrael  keep, 

When  dangers  rife. 


262      Psalm  121^  122.  

3  No  burning  beau  by  dayt 
Nor  blafts  of  et'mag  air. 
Shall  take  my  health  awayv  . 
If  、God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  fiin, 
And  thou  my  fliade^ 
To  gnard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Haft  ttou  iK>t  ghr*n  thy  word*. 
To  fiive  my  fool  4om  death  t 
And  t  can  traft  my  Lord 

To  koep  my  mortal  breath : 
PU  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  cfie, 
TU1  from  on  high 
 Thou  call  me  home.  

Psalm  CXXII. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Going  t9,  ebureb* 

1  T  TOW  did  mykewt  w^>«e  to  hew 
JlJL   My  frtciub  detooriy  bif, 

"  In  Zion  let  m  aU  ^peafy 
"  And  kec^  tbt  fokmn  day  i" 

2  I 'love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  \ 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  built  £sr  God» 
To  fhew  his  milder  fitce. 
3.  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown 
The  holy  tribes  repair  ； 
The  Son  of  David  holds  hi$  throaet 
And  fits  in  judgment  ther«*  、 
4  He  hears  our  praifei  and  complaints  ！ 
And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  fmncrs  from  the  fiints9 
We  tremble  and  rtjo&e. 


Psalm  122^ 


5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  joy  a  comStsmt  gueft  ！ 
WitK  holy  gtfb  and  hcav'iilf  gnt% 
Be  her  atteyi4ant>  bkft  1 

6  My  foul  Aall  pray  for  Zion  ftffl, 

While  hk  or  breath  remains  ； 
There  my  beft  friends  my  kindred  dwell. 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

Psalm  CXXIL    Particular  Metre. 

Going  to  church* 

t    TTOW  pkaiM  aod  bleft  was  I, 
XjL  To  hear  the  p^o^e  cry^ 

4i  Come,  let  us  feek  our  God  to-day  ；" 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful 
We  hafte  to  Zion's  hill, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

2  2Son,  thrice  hmppy  place, 
AdomM  wili  wood'tous  grace. 

And  walls  of  ftrengdi  eoabraee  thee  round  ； 
In  the*  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray  and  praife,  and  hear 

The  fiend  gofpcl'8  joyful  found. 

3  There  David's  grefeter  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throat  ； 

He  fits  for  grace  aod  judgment  thore  ；  • 

He  bids  the  faint  be  glad. 

He  makes  the  finoer  uA9 
And  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  *gatet 
And  joy  withm  thee  wait^  ^ 

To  blefs  the  foul  of  «v,ry  gucft  ； 


264      Psalm  i229  12%.  

The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace, 
And  wifhes  thine  increafe» 
A  thoi^iud  bleffings  on  him  reft  ！ 

5     My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  facred  houfe  i" 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwdl  ； 
And  iince  ro^  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  bleft  abode, 
VLy  ibal  Audi  ever  love  thee  well. 
Kepeat  the  4th  Jfanza  if  nectary. 

Psalm  CXXIH.    Common  Metre. 

Pleading  wtb  fttbmifiotu 
I         THOU,  whofc  grace  and  juftice  reign 
\J     Enthron'd  above  the  &les9 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain. 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

%  As  fervants  watch  thdr  mailer's  band9 
And  fear  the  angry  Aroke  ！ 
Or  maids  before  their  iniftrefs  ftand» 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 

3  So  for  our  fins  we  juftly  fed" 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ； 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ftill, 
'Till  thoa  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Thofc  who  tn  wealth  and  pleafure  live, 
•     Our  daily  groans  deride, 

And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Frcfh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compaffion  lies  ； 
This  thaught  fhall  bear  our  fpirits  up, 
_    That  Cod  wll  not  defpife.  . 


Psalm  124,  아       a 65 
Psalm  CXXIV.    Long  Metre. 

d  Song  for  public  deliverance. 
iTT  A  D  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
JL  JL  Had  not  the  Lord  maintaln'd  our  fide, 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rofc  like  the  fwelling  of  the  tide  ； 

2  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'crwhelm'd  our  foul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  fliout  and  fing, 
Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  ftroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird,  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  fharc  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord»  , 
Who  broke  the  fowler's  curfed  fnare, 
Who  fsLVJd  us  from  the  murd'ring  fword| 
And  made  our  lives  smd  fouls  his  care* 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  ikies  ； 
He,  that  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 

Psalm  CXXV.    Common  Metre.  . 

The  faint's  trial  and  fafety. 
1  TTNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  hill,  • 
\j    And  firm  as  mountains  be. 
Firm  as  a  rotk  the  foul  flull  reft,  、 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

：  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  fo  weli 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  arms  of  love 
That  cv'xy  iaiat  fiuroiUKk 
Z 


r  ^66  Psalm  ^25,  

「  3  While  tyrants  are  sc  Anarttng  fcourge9 
To  drive  thsm  near  to  God, 
Divine  compaiGou  does  allay 
The  fary  of  the  rod.  ' 

4  Deal  gently^  Lord,  with  fimU  fincere^ 

And  lead  them  iafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradiie, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  i$  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  ways 

That  th«  old  ferpent  drew. 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  h^ll 
Shall  fmtte  hk  £oUow9rg  too,  

Psalm  CXXV.     Short  Metre. ᅮ" 

The  faint9s  trial  and  fafeiy  f  or9  m^UrttUd 

ftf&ions* 

4     17  I  R  M  and  urnnorM  are  they 
JL    That  reft  their  fouls  on  God  ； 
Finn  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt. 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

r    As  monnuiiiis  ftood  to  guard 
The  city's  iacred  ground, 
So  God,  and  his  almighty^  love. 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

5^   What  though  the  Father's  pod 
_       Drop  a  chaflifing  ftroke, 
,  Yet,  IdH  it  wound  their  folds  too  d^ef^ 
'Its  fury  fhall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord*  wkh  thofe 
Whofe  faitb  and  pious  feai^ 

Whoft  hope  and  love,  and  cv*ry  grac^ 
Proclaim  their  hearu  fincgre. 

5  Nor  ftall  the  tyrant's  rage 
^      Too  long,  opprefe  ^  iaiBt  1 


P»alih  125,  ti6.  267 

The  Ged  of  UVael  will  Alport 
His  children^  kil  they  faint* 
6    But  if  our     tlttk  fear 

Will  choofe  the  road  to  hell, 
We  nmft  eipe^l  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  finncrs  dwell.  

Psalm  CXXVI. ᅳ Long  Metre  v 

Surprifing  deUirrance. 
HEN  God  reftor'd  eur  captive  ftsite, 
Joy  was  our  fbng,  and  grace  our  theme  \ 
The  gratce  bejend  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  app€dr*d  a  painted  dream. 

2  Tbe  fcofier  owns  thy  haad9  and  pays 
tJnwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ； 
While  we  with  pleaftrre  fhont  thy  praifei 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  \ort  proctaim,, 

3  When  tre  review  our  difmal  fears, 

'   'Twsu  liacd  to  think  they'd  v»ntflt  fo|  - 
With  Go^  wlcft  our  flowing  um, 
He  msAes  our  j^y*  like  xtrm  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  ftirrowM  field, 
His  fcatterfd  feed  with  ftdnefs  leaves, 
WH1  (ho^t  to  fee  tfte  harveft  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyfid  iheaves. 

Psalm  CXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

The  joy  of  a  ranarkable  connerjion' ;  or,'  meUm, 

eholy  removed, 
v  i  TTTHEN  God  xweal'd  his  gracious  name, 
And  ckmg，d  my  mournful  (late9 
M7  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafiag  dreaxiH 
The  giaoe  appear'd  fo  great. 
2  Tint  wc^ld  bthdd  tkt  giorious  change 
And  did  thy  hand  conftfs,;  - 


g68       Psalm  126,  i2y.  

My  tongue  broke  out  in  un^oowA  ftrains. 

And  fung  furprifmg  grace. 
%  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cry*^ 

And  own'd  thy  pow*r  divine  ； 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  rcjljfd9 

"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  fkies» 
Can  give  us  day  for  night  ； 
Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
To  rivers  of  delight. 
%  Let  thofe  that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait 
Till  the  fair  harveft  come, 
Thry  fliall  confefs  their  fheaves  are  great, 
And  ftiout  the  bleffings  home. 
6  Though  feed  lie  bury'd  long  in  duft, 
It  iian't  deceive  their  hope  ！ 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
For  grace  infures  the  crop.  

Psalm  CXXVIL ᅳ Long  Metre 

The  bleffing  qf  God  on  the  bufinefs  and  comforts 
of  life. 

1  TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft 

X  And  pains  to  build  the  houfe  are  loft  i 

If  Goii  the  city  will  not  keep,  • 

The  watchful  guards      well  may  fleep* 

2  What  if  you  life  befor?  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  ^pd  fparing  eat  your  bre^d, 
To  flmn  tliat  poverty  you  dread  ； 

3  ，Tis  all  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  bkft  ； 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us.  reft  5 
Children  and  friends  are  bleffings  too» 
U  God  our  fov'reign  mak^  them.  Co* 


4  Happy       mam  to  헤 ortt  be  fends  , 
Obedicttt      례녹  ftkh 쒜》  Mendi  ！ 
How  iWdee  our  daily  coflifdrts  pmve, 
When  tkff  mc^  ieafen^d  wfth-  hi»  k>ve  ！ 

Psalm  CXXVII.   Common  Metre. 

God  all  in  all, 

1  Ty  God  ta" build  thf  hp 휴&  dcnf, 
JL  The  builders  wort  in  vain  ； 
And  town$i  ^without  his  wakeful  ejt, 

An  ufelefe  w^tch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  monttiig  beams  sui&y 

Your  painful  work  remwj 
Afid*  till  ijxe  ftari  afcfnd  the  fkk^f 
Your  tiffs & >im  pur£ae, 

3  Sfiort  be  jmt  fleepi  and  eoarrfe  jonv  fkfe. 

In  vsAtif  till  God  ha»  blcft  5 
But  tf  hfs-  fimles  arttend  yottr  eare# 
You  fliaft  have  food  a^d  reft. 

4  Nor  children^  relatives,  nor  friend^ 

Shall  Ttsi  blelfings  、  prcrrc, 
Nor  aU  the  earehly  joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  without  his  love. 

Psalm  CXXVIff.    Common  Metre. 

Family  bhjjin^s. 
1  ^\  HAPPY  raau,  wRofe  foul  Is  fill'd 
V-/  With  2eal  and  reverend  awe  f 
Htf  K^s  t 향  God  Atk  honours  yic\4% 
His  li&  ad«ms  the  )aw. 

4  A  carefuf  Providence  fliaH  ftand, 
And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall  on  the  feibouw  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  bUffi^gs  fl 쎼 

ᅳ  Z% 


<>7Q      Psalm  128, 

3  Thy  wife  fhall  be  a  fruitful  vine  ； 

Thy  children  round  thy  boarcU 
E^ch  like,  a  plaat  of  hooopr  &ine,  、 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lc^d. 

4  The  Lbr<T"ftiall  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  ； 
He  Lord  who  dwells  op  ZiQn's  bUl  . 
Shall  fend  thee  bleffings  tome.  . 

5  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyies  , 

Shall  fee  his  houfe  incre^e, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  phurch  arife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

Psalm  CXXIX.    Common  Metre. 

Perfetutors  funljhed^ 

i  T}TP  from  n»y  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
\j     Have  I  be^n  nurs'd  in  tears  ； 
My  griefs  were  conftant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years, 

t  Up  ftom  my  youth  I  bore  the  rago  * 
Of  all  the  foQS  of  ftrift  ；、 
Oft  they  affaiPd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  deftroy'd  my  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  fle(h. 

With  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  tjiey  vex*d  my  wounds  afrefht 
Nor  let  my  forrows  fleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throae# 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafufd  the  mifchiefs  they  ha4  donej 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infblence  furpris'd 

To  hear  bis  thunders  xoHl 


Psalm  129,  13a  271 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  foal  ！ 

6  Thus  fliall  the  men  that  hate  the  faints, 

Be  blafled  from  the  fky  ； 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints. 
And  ail  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourifb  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  root  beneath  5 
Their  growth  fhall  perifli  in  defpair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  death.] 

S  [So  corn,  that  on  the  houfe-top  ftarids, 
No  hope  of  harveft  gives  ； 
The  reaper  ne'er,  fhall  fill  his  hands,  , 
Nor  binder  fold  the  fheaves. 

9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  place  : 
No  traveller  beftows 
A  word  of  bkffing  on  the  grafs9 
Nor  mmdfi  it  as  he  goes.] 

Psalm  CXXX.    Common  Metre. 

.  Pardoning  grace. 

1  y^V  U  T  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefi, 
\J    The  borders  of  defpair, 

.   I  fent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God  ！  fhould  thy  feverer  cye> 

And  thine  impartial  hand, 
•  MaA  and  revenge  iniquity,  - 
No  mortal  flein  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ； 
Thy  Son  hath  bought- them  with  his  blood, 
.  To  4aw  us  near  to  tbw,  ᅳ 


Psalm  i  쬬 

4  [I  wait  fee  thy  fklvatka^  Lord* 

With  ftrci^  ieSns  I  *wnt  \  ： 
My  ibtil#  iavited  by  thy  word> 
Stands  wsitcking  at  thy  gstcj 

5  [Jvft  at  the  gumrds  tkaft  ketp  the  aight 

Long  for  Uie  mocnii^  t^tu 
Wstfck  doe  fir  ft.  beams  of  breaking  U^t» 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 

6  So  vaks  my  foul  to      ihj  graco 쏘 

Andf  more  iateat  than  Aey^ 
Meets  the  firft  op'nings  of  thy  hc% 
And  fiiX(k  a  brighter  day^j 

7  Then  m  tU  Lord  kt  Ifrael  traft, 

Let  Iiirafl  £ulc  his  face  ； 
The  Lord  k  gpod  as  well  as  juitr 
And  plenteous  ia  but  yrace* 

8  There's  AtU  redea^tkm  art  hii  tbi-one 

For  (hm«rs  long  ettflav'ci  ； 
Itie  great  Redeemer  k  bis  Sonf 
And  Ifrael  fhall  be  fa^d.   

Pmim  CXXX#    Long  Metre* 

Pardtmng  gratt, 
T^ROM  deop  diittrd^  afid  troubled  tfaot^its, 
•L   To  thcev  m  Gody  I  raised  m  cries  ！ 


**■   To  txteev  ntj  God^  I  racs'd  ny  < 
If  thou,  i&verehr  mark  oar 
No  flefli  caa  (land  be&v«  thine  eyes. 

%  But  thou  fasft  Mk  tby  ritfone  of  grace. 
Free  to  iifytxik  xkif  ]»rdons  ditrr, 
That  finners  may  approack  thy  ^Kfit 
And  hope*  and  love*      weU  a 현  fear. 

.  j  As  ike  beaighttd  pil 뼤 n»  wait, 
And  long  su4  TO(hy  &r  kreafewig  day, 


PSAXM   I3I,  132,  273 

So  waits  my  fbul  before  thy  gate  ； 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  i 

4  My  truft  is  fix，d  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  ftall  I  truft  thf  word  in  vain  ； 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  Is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
He  turns  our  feet  fk>m  fmful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

Psalm  CXXXL    Common  Metre. 

Humility  and  fubmijhn, 
i  TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ？ 
JL    Search,  gracious  God, 'and  fee  ； 
Or  do  I  adt  a  haughty  part  I 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

t  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  ftill, 
And  all  my  carriage  •  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child.  ᅳ 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward : 
Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  refign'd* 
And  truft  a  faithfiil  Lord. 

Psalm  CXXXIL  5,  i3_i  8.  Long  Metre* 

At  the  fettlement  of  a  church  ；   or,  the  ordinatiom 
t>f  a  mtntfter* 

1  TTTHERE"  lhall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
VV    An  habitation  foi  our  God, 
A  dwelling  f(5r  th，  eternal  mind, 
Amongft  .the  fons  of  flcfli  and  blood  i 


^74       '  Psalm  \^%. 

z  The  God  ef  Jacob  chafe  the  hiU 
Of  Zkm^  fer  hvt  ancient  ,reft  $ 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling 
His  church  is  with  his  prefence  bidL 

3  "  Here  will  I  ftc  my  gracion*  throne, 

"  And  reign  forever,* 1  iatth  the  Lord  ^ 
"  Here  fh 훑  1  my  powV  a&d  lore  be  kaowQf 
tc  And  bleffings  flwdl  attend  my  word. 

4  "  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor,  . 

And  fill  thnir  £6nh  mth  living  bread  : 
ᅳ，  "  Stxmer59  that  wait'  before  xht  doorf 


u  Wkh  fwett  protifion  fhal!  be  fed. 

5  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  cldfh'd  with  grace, 
"  My  prkfts,  my  minificrs  fhall  (hine  ； 
"  Not  Aaron,  m  htsr  coftly  drrfs, 
Made  an  appeatsiicc  fo  dKritxe. 

€  "  The  faints*  unable  to  contain 

"  Their  inward  joys,  {hall  fiiuMit  atti  fingj 
"  The  Son  of  D4vid  here  fhaH  reiga, 
"  And  Zloft  rriuttiph  m  her  Kmg. 

7  ["  Jefus  fhall  fee  a  numrrons  feed 
"  Bovft  bate,  t*  tipboldhis  glorUnss  name  ； 
"  His  crown  ftall  Qom^h  on  his  headf 
"  While  alt  his  foes  atre  d&th'd  with  iftaaife"] 

t&ALU  CXXXIL     Common  Metre. 

Var.  4,  5,  7%  8»  IS—ll-    ^  church  eftetiified^ 
i  [TwT  O  fleq>  nor  dumber  to  \m  cjtt 


'  Till  he  had  found  below  the  &ks 
A  dwelling  for  tbe  Lord. 

i  The  Lord  1n  Zkm  pbe'd  hfa 
B»  ark  was  fettled  tkttm  i  . 


To  Zion  the  whde  Mtio&  came 
To  worfliip  tbrke  m  y«ar. 

3  But  we  luure  no  fudi  lengths  to  g»9 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ； 
Where'er  thy  &iat$  aflemble  noxr9 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God«3 

P  A  V  8  B. 

4  Arlfe,  O  Kmg  of  Grace,  arifef 

And  enter  to  thy^  reft  ！  * 
Lo  ！  thy  chrrrch  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 
Tkus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft, 

5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  traioj 

TThy  fjpirit  and  itij  word  ； 
An  that  the  ark  did  once  contaiftt 

Could  no  fuch  grace  si£SE>rd. 
(5  Here,  mighty  God  ！  accept  our  vows# 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ； 
Kefs  the  pfovrfions  of  thy  honftt 

And  HI  thy  poor  whh  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign  ； 

Let  God^  Anointed  fhine  ； 
Juftice  and  trudi  his  court  maintaifty 
With  lore  and  povr'r  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  liold  a  lading  throne, 

And,  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Freih  honour*  ihaU  adorn  his  crown. 
And  iKaroe  coofoimd  his  foes.  

Psalm  CXXXIIL  Common  Mctr^. 

Brotherly  love. 
I  T  O,  vAxsa.  an  entertaming  fight 
JLi    Art  brftthrcn  that  agree  ！ 
B^dnrcn»  wlwfc  ch««rful  btsrts  unite 
lu  baad$     piety*  I 


o.y6        Psalm  133. 

2  When  ftreams  of  love,  from  Chrift  the  fpring, 

Defcend  to  ev'ry  foul, 
And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  fwect, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  fprcad. 

4  ，Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeft  glory  fiiews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diftil. 

Psalm  CXXXIII.    Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  faints  ；  or,  love  and  vjorjhip  in  a 
family. 

1  T)  LEST  are  the  fons  of  peace, 
X3  Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 

Whofe  kind  defigns  to  fervc  and  pleafe. 
Through  -all  their  adlions  run. 

2  Bled  is  the  pious  toufe 
Where  zeal  and  friendflup  meet, 

Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows. 
Make  their  communion  fweet. 

3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  GlVd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heav'aly  hills 
The  faints  are  bleft  above, 

Where  joy,  like  inorning  dew,  diftSs,  ^ 
And  all  the  air  is  love  ^ 


Psalm  133,  134,  277. 
Psalm  CXXXIII.  Particular  Metre. 

t  'The  bleffings  friend/kip* 

、！     TTO  W  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
X  JL  Kindred  and  friends  agree. 
Each  in  their  proper  ftation  xnove> 
And  each  fulfil  their  part. 
With  fympathifing  heart. 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  ！ 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  filed 
On  Aaron's  facred  head. 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet : 
The  oil  through  all  the  room 
Diffused  a  choice  perfume. 

Ran  through  his  robes,  and  bleft  his  feat. 

3  Like  fruitful  fhow'rs  of  rain 
That  water  all  the  plain, 

Defcending  from  the  neighb'ring  hills  ； 
Such  ftrcams  of  pleafure  roll 
Through  ev'ry  friendly  foul. 

Where  love  like  heav'nly  dew  diftils. 
[Repeat  the  firjt  Jlarma,  if  neeeffary^ 

Psalm  CXXXIV.  Common  Metre* 

Dally  and  nightly  devotion, 

1  "V^E  that  obey  th'  Immortal  King, 

X  Attend  his  holy  place  ； 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r, 
And  Uefs  his  wond'rous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light. 

And  fend  your  fouls  on  high  : 
Raife  ypur  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
•    Above  the  ft  any  flty. 
A  a 


^78       Psalm  134,  i^, 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 
With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ； 
The  God  that,  fpreads  the  heav'ns  abroad,  ； 
And  rules  the  fwelling  feas,  \ 

PsaLm  CXXXV.  iJiPart.  Long  Metre- ' 

Ver.  1 4,  14,  19 ~~ 21.    The  cburcb  is  Go£s 
boufe  and  care* 

1  p> RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ；  exalt  his  name^ 

While  m  his  holy  courts  ye  wait» 
Ye  faints  that  to  his  houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ；  the  Lord  is  good : 
To  praife  his  name  is  fweet  emjrfoy  ； 
Ifrael  he  choft  of  old,  and  ftill 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  ikints ; 
He  treats  his  fervants  as  his  friends  : 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  complaints. 
Repents  the  forrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  th，  oppreflor's  rod  ； 
He  gives  his  fuff'ring  fervants  reft, 
And  will  be  known  Th，  Almighty  God. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lor4,  who  tafte  his  love, 
People  and  priefts  exalt  his  name  : 
Amongft  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  : 
His  church  is  his  Jerufalcm, 

Psalm  CXXXV,  2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Ver,  5 "-" i a.    The  nvorkt  of  creatitmy  prtmdinu% 
redemption  of  Ifrael,  and  deftruShn  of  enemies* 

l  I 겨  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
VjT  Above  all  pow,rs,  and  ev,ry  throne  ； 


Psalm  135.  279 

Whate'cr  he  pleafe  in  earth  or  fea, ' 
Or  heay'n  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

t  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 
Th'  light'nings  flafh,  the  thunders  roar  ； 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  temped  from  his  airy  ftore. 

3  Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fent, 

0  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubborn  land  j 
When  all  thy  firft-born,  beafts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings. 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifrael,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd9 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  ilave  ！ 

5  His  pow，r  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace,  * 
i    That  faves  us  from  the  hofts  of  hell  ； 

I    And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  poflefsy 
Whence  thofe  apoftatc  angels  fell. 

Psalm  CXXXV.    Common  Metre, 

Prmfe  due  to  God$  not  to 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  faints, to  praife  your  King, 
JLjL    Your  fweeteft  paffions  ratfe> 

Your  pious  pleafure,  while  you  fing, 
Increasing  with  the  praife^ 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ；  and  works  unknowa 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  ftill  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  trcafiire  and  his  joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea,  confefs  his  hand  ； 

He  bids  the  vapours  rife  : 
Lightning  and  ftorm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  founding  fkies. 


^8o      Psalm  135,  136,  

4  All  pow*r,  that  gods  or  kings  have  cl^m'dy 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ； 
Bt^t  heathen  gods  fliould  ne'er  be  nam'd. 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  (locks  or  ftones  they  tnift 

Can  give  them  Ibow'rs  of  rain  ？ 
In  vain  they  worfliip  glitt'ring  duft, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  tkat  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk. 
Nor  hands  have  pow，r  to  favc. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf^ 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  : 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Arc  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  Ye  faints,  adore  the  living  Godf 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ； 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honours  there. 

Psalm  CXXXVI. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Codfs  tuonders  of  creation,  providence,  redemption 

of  IfraeU  례  falntation  of  bis  people. 
1         IVE  thanks  to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord» 
VJ    His  mercies  ftill  endure  ； 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador,d. 
His  truth  is  ever  fure. 

t  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done  ！ 

How  mighty  is  his  hand  ！ 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  fea,  he  fram'd  alone  2 

H6w  wide  is  his  command  ！ 
i  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  with  light  : 
i     How  bright  his  counfels  fhine  ！ 


Psalm  136. 


281 


The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night  : 
His  works  are  all  divine. 

4  [He  ftrnck  the  fbns  of  Egypt  dead  ； 

How  dreadful  is  his  rod  ！ 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  : 
I        ,  How  gracious  is  our  God  ！ 

5  He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two  ； 

His  arm  is  great  in  might : 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  paiTage  through  ； 
His  pow*r  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drownM  ； 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ！ 
And  brought  his  faints  thro'  defert  ground  ； 
Eternal  be  his  praife. 
.  7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ； 
i»        Vidorious  is  his  fword  ； 

While  Ifr'el  took  the  promis'd  land  : 
1         And  faithful  is  his  word.] 

8  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  Qa  % 

He  felt  his  pity  move  ； 
,      How  fad  the  ftate  the  world  wa«  in  ！ 
L        How  boundlefs  was  his  love  ！ 

9  He  fent  to  ikve  us  from  our  woe  ； 
^       His  goochwTs  never  fails  ； 

'，    From  death,  and  hell,  and  ev'ry  foe  ； 
And  {till  his  grace  prevails. 

10  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heav'nly  King ; ; 
f         His  mercies  ftiil  endure  ；  、 

1     Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  flng  ； 
His  truth  is  ever  fure. 


I  Psajlm  CXXXVI.  Particular  Metre. 
1  1 IV  E  thanks  to  God  moft  high, 
I    VJT  Th'  wiTeilal  Lord  j 


o82  Psalm  136, 

The  fov'reign  King  of  kings  ； 
And  be  his  grace  ador,d« 
*  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  ftill  the  fame  ； 

And  let  his  name 

.  Have  endlefs  praife. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ！ 
What  wonders  bath  Be  done  ！. 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heav'ns  alone. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  (till  endure  ； 
And  ever  fore 
Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wifdom  fram'd  the  fun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  ； 
The  moon  and  twinkling  ftars, 
To  cheer  the  darkfome  night* 

His  pow'r  and  grace 
Arc  ftill  the  fame  ； 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  firft-born  fons, 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt,  dead  : 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  ftill  endure  ； 
And  ever  fure 
Abides  thy  word. 

5  His  pow'r  and  lifted  rqd 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two, 
And  for  bis  people  made 

^  A  wond'rous  paffage  through, 


Psalm  136.  •  283 

His  pow'r  and  grace 
Arc  ftill  the  fame  ； 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praiie. 

C  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  ^11  his  hoft  he  drown ，(！  ； 
And  brought  his  Ifr'cl  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground. 

Thy  xnercy,  Lord, 

ShaU  ftill  endure  ； 

And  ever  fure 

Abides  thy  word. 

Pause. 

7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  % 
While  his  own  fervants  took 
FoiTeffion  of  their  land. 

His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  dill  the  fame  ； 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praifc] 

S  He  faw  the  nations  lie 
All  periling  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 

Thy  mercy,  Lordy 

Shall  ftill  endure  ； 

And  ever  furc 

Abides  thy  word* 

9  He  fcnt  his  only  Son 
To  fave  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  fb,  and  deatb9 
And  cv'ry  hurtful  foe.  ^ 


|4  Psalm  136,  

His  pow'r  and  grace 
Are  ftiU  the  fame  | 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife* 
Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav，ol)，  King  ； 
And  let  the  ipaciofts  earth 
His  works  and  glories  4k)g« 
Thy  mercy,  LonT, 
Shall  ftiU  endure  $ 
AiW  ever  furc 
Abides  thy  word. 

alu  CXXXVI.  Ah-idged.  Long  Metre* 

GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife  ！  . 
Mercy  and  truth  stre  all  feis  ways  ； 
Wonders  of  -grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  yotrr  fong. 

Grive  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
rhc  King  of  kings  witk  glory  crotm  ; 
His  mercies  ever  ihall  endure, 
KVhem  lords  and  kings  arc  known  no  mofe. 
He  built  the  earth,  he  ^>read  the 
^nd  fix'd  the  Rzrry  lights  on  high  ； 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belongs 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 
He  fills  the  fun  with  morningJight, 
He  bids  the  moon  dire<ft  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure, 
When  funs  and  moons  fliall  fhine  no  more. 
Hie  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  band, 
And  brought  them  to  the  pronris'd  land  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
■^eat  his  mercies  in  your  ftpg. 


 Psalm  136，  138.  285 

6  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 
His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure. 
When  death  and  fin  fhall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  fave 
From  guilt,  and  darknefs9  and  the  grave  ； 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong. 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 

t  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  ftct» 
And  leads  us  to  his  hcav'my  feat  ； 
His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure. 
When  this  vain  world  (ball  be  no  more* 

Psalm  CXXXVIIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Refioring  and  p'referving  grace. 

1  [TXTIth  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue* 

W    I'll  praife  my  Maker  in  my  fong : 
Angels  fhall  hear  the  notes  I  raife. 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  the  praife. 

2  Angels  that  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotion  there, 

While  holy  zeal  direds  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies.] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord  ； 
I'll  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ； 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  fliow. 

4  To  God  I  cry，d  when  troubles  rofe  ； 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  ； 
He  did  my  rifing  fears  control, 

And  ftrength  diffus'd  through  all  my  foul. 

5  The  God  of  hcav'n  maintains  his  ftate, 
Frowns  on  the  proud  and  fcorns  the  m 우 


86  ^SALM  139,  

Blit  from  his  throne  descends  to  fee 
The  fons  of  hmnble  porerty. 

Axnidft  2  thoufand  fnares  I  ftand. 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ； 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revine, 
And  keep  my  dying  fiidi  alive. 

Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins. 
To  favc  from  forrows  or  from  fins  ； 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

salm  CXXXIX.  iji  Part.  Long  Met. 

The  Jll-/teing  God. 

LORD, them  haft  feareb'd  Sc  feen  me  thro，  ； 
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  diftindlly  known  j 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak9 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  bre^k. 

Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  ftand  % 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  afieep,  at  home,  abroad, 
1  am  furrounded  ftill  with  God. 

Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ！ 
What  large  extent  ！  what  lofty  height  ！ 
My  foul  with  all  the  pow'rs  I  boafl^ 
Is  in  the  boundlefs  profped  loft. 

"  O  may  thefe  thoughts  poi&fs  my  breaft, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft  ； 
Nor  let  my  weaker  paffious  dare 
Confent  to  fin,  for  God  i&  there." 


Psalm  139. 


^1 


Pause  I. 


Could  I  fo  hlkf  fo  faitbleft  prore, 
To  quit  thy  fcrvic«  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prefence  fhtin, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ？ 
If  up  te  hcasv'n  X  take  any  flight, 
,Tis  there  thou  dweU'ft  enthron'd  in  light  | 


And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a.  morning  ray, 
1  fly  beyond  the  weftern  fea« 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arrcft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  (hould  I  try  to  flmn  thy  fight, 
Beneath  the  foreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 

*  Would  kindle  daxbiefs  into  daj. 

10  w  O  may  thefe  thoughts  poiTefs  my  bre: 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft  ！ 
Nor  let  mj  weaker  paffions  dar* 
Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there." 


xi  The  veil  of  night  is  no  di%uife, 

No  fcreen  from  thy  all-fearching  eyes  : 
Thy  hand  can  feize  thy  foes  as  foon 
Through  midnight  ihades  as  blazing  noon. 


Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee  ； 
Not  deatii  can  hide  vhat  God  will  fpy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye, 
"  O  may  thefe  thoughts  pofi^s  mj  br«afl# 
Where'er  I  rave,  miere'er  I  reft  ！ 
Nor  let  my  weaicer  paffions  dare 
Cwtfent  19  Qn,  for  Gad  is  tbcre*,f  - 


Pause.  IL 


288         Psalm  139, 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  2d  Part.  Long  Met. 

The  wnderfid  formation  of 

1  9 WAS  from  thy  hand, my  God,  I  came, 

X    A* work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ； 
In  me  thy  fearftil  wonders  fhine, 
%And  each  proclaims  thy  fkill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  furvcy, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confuilon  lay  ；  . 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took9 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  ziam'dy 
And  what  thy  foV'reign  counfels  fram'd, 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart) 
Were  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  laft9  to  ihew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  ft^mp'd  his  image'  on  my  frame. 
And  in  fome  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  finiih'd  members  to  the  mind* 

5  There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began. 
And  all  the  pafilons  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praifc. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  fince  m  my  advancing  age  • 
I've  afted  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  ,to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount* 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fand  that  makes  the  ihore. 
Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 


 Psalm  139*  2Sg 

$  Thcfc  on  my  6eart  are  ftill  imprefs'd, 
With  the&  I  give  mioe  eyes  to  r«ft  \ 
Anj  at  my  waking  hour  I  £nd 
^  "  and  his  love  poffefs  my  mind. 


Psa««  CXXKIX.  yl  Part.  Long  Met, 

,  Simmtj  frofeJfed9  and  grace  tried  ；  or,  the  heart* 
f  Jfarching  Gad, 

I  Vf  Y  Go4f  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 
'  Vfhtn  m^>ious  men  trsmlgrefs  thy  will  I 

I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremenflous  joam?  in  vain. 

1  Does  not  my  foul  deteft  «nd  hate 
The  ions  of  malice  and  deceit  ？ 
Thofe  that  oppoie  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  eneiQies  to  mc. 

3  Lord,  fe^rch  my  foiil,  try  ev，ry  thought  | 
Though  mine  own  heart  accufe  me  not 
Of  walkiog  in  a  falfe  dlTgmk, 

I  beg.  the  trial  of  tjiine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within  ？ 
Do  I  indulge  fome-  unknown  fin  f 
0  turn  toy  feet  whene'er  I  ftrayt 
And  lead  me  in  thy  pcrfed  way. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  iji  Part.  Com-Mct» 

CQd  it  mf  'trp  n»kere. 

1  TN  all  any  챦 aft  concerns  with  th$n$ 
JL  In  vain  mf  foul  would  tij 

To  fliun  thy  .prcience,  Lor4,  Qr  flet 
The  notice  of  thine  cjye. 

2  Thine  sdl-fttfrouxKling  firitt  iunre^Bi 

IS^r  mSmg  and  my  xtki  ' 


ago  Psalm  139/  

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways,  ' 
And  fecrets  of  my  breaft/ 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lor<3,  » 

Before  they're  fbrm,d  within  ； 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ！ 

Where  can  a  creature  h§de  ？ 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lifi, 
Befet  on  cv'ry  lide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  fHU, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  cv'ry  ill, 
Secur'd  by  ibv'reign  love. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  where  fliall  guilty  fouls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ？ 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire^ 
^  In  heav,n  thy  glorious  throne. 

*7  Should  I  fuppreis  my  vital  breath, 
To  Ycape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  could  break  the  burs  of  death. 
And  make  the  grave  refign* 

8  If  wiag'd  with  beams  of  morning-lightf 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Thy  hand,  which  xnuft  fupport  my  flighty 
Would  foon  betray  my  reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Thofe  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
^     Would  turn  the  iiades  t»  li^bu 


 Psalm  139.  2gi 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight-hour. 
Arc  both  alike  to  thee  : 

0  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  pow'r 
From  which  I  cannot  flee.  

Psalm  CXXXIX.  2d  Part.  Com.  Met. 

The  nvtfdom  of  God  in  the  formation  of  man. 
i  TXT  HEN  I  with  pleafmg  wonder  ftand, 
VV    And  all  my,  frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  *work  :  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 
t  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  pofleft, 
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  ev'ry  part, 
Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Was  copy'd  by  thine  art. 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea9  and  fire  and  wind, 

Shew  roe  thy  wond'rous  flcill  j 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders 

5  *Hiy  awful  glories  round  me  fliine, 

My  flefli  proclaims  thy  praife  ； 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 

Thy  miracles  of  grace.  

Psalm  CXXXIX-  ^dPart.  Com.  Met. 

Vcr.  14,  17, 1 8.   The  mercies  of  God  innumerdblt. 

An  evening  Pfalm. 
t  T   ORB,  when  I  "count  thy  mercies  o'er, 

1  ^  They  ftrikc  me  with  furprife  ； 
Not  all  the  fands  that  fprc^d  the  fhore 

To  «qual  niHnbers  rife. 


ag2      Psalm  141,  142,  

2  My  flcih  with  fear  and  vronder  ftaacEs, 

The  produa  of  thy  fkill ; 
And  hourly  bkffinrs  from  thj  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  i 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ！ 
O  may  the  hour,  that  ends  my  fleep, 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

iPsALM  CXLI.  ver.  2 ― 5,  Long  Metre. 

Watebfidrufs  and  brotherly  reproof* 
A  morning  or  ereniHg  Pfalm. 

1  "J\/fY  G6d,  accept  my  early  rows, 
j\X  I^ke  morning  incenfc  in  thy  hocie  ； 
And  let  my  nightly  Wdrfliip  rift, 
Sweet  as  the  cv'ning  facrifiice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them.  Lord, 
From  ev'ry  raih  and  heedtefs  word  ； 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'rh^  way  ！ 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment,  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  che«r  mj  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  pteft  with  gncf, 
I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief  \ 
And  by  rtiy  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful,  low. 

Psajlm  CXLII,    Common  Metre. 

God  is  the  hope  #/  the  htlfkfu 
，  r  I       God  I  made  my  forro*ws  knov 하 
X   From  God  I  fought  relief  | 

H  J 


Psalm  142,  143.  293 

In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  paur'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  foul  was  ovcrwhdm'd  with  woes, 
My  heart  began  to  break  ； 
\       My  G&i,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
He  knows  tke  way  I  take. 

I    3  On  ev'ry  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 
i  And  found  my  helpers  gone  ； 

While  friends  and  ftrangers  paft  me  by, 
Ncgledei  and  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 
And  caH'd  thj  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

J  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low  5 
Now  let  diine  ear  attend  ； 
And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me,  know 
^  .                  Almighty  Friend.  , 
6  From  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 
Then  (hall  I  praife  thy  nam«  ； 
And  bsHy  men  (hall  join  with  me 
_    Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim.  데 

Psalm  CXLIII.    Long  Metre. ᅳ 

Complaint  of  heavy  afflUtiem  in  mind  and  body* 
t  "JM[Y  righteous  J^dgex  my  gracious  God, 
m  Hear  when  I  ipread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known* 

2  Let  Judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ； 
Behold  tiy  lervant  pleads  thy  grace  « 
Should  juftke  call  us  to  thy^  bar. 
No  maa  aKv«  is  guilUefs  therc> 


^  94  Psalm  143, 


3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  \ 
Down  to  die  duft  my  life  is  broijig 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfeeit9 
My  heart  is  defolate  within  ； 

My  thoughts  in  mufmg  filence  trac 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace* 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope 
To  bear  my  finking  fpirits  up  ； 


And  thirft,  like  parched  lands,  ？ or  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ； 
When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  ？ 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ？ 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  I 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave 
Will  fink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave  ； 
My  heart  grows  feint*  and  dim  mine  eye  ；、 
Make  hade  to  help  before  I  die. 

$  The  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
Diftrefling  pains,  diftrcfSng  fears  ； 
O  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice. 
How  would  my  weary'd  pow'rs  rejoice  ！ 

9  In  thee  I  truft,  to  thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  my  weary  foul  on  high  ； 
For  thee  fit  waiting  all  th«  day, 
And  wear  the  tirefoxne  hours  away* 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  Ihow 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  Ihould  go  ； 
If  fnares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 

I  fiee  to  hide  xne  near  nay  God. 


Psalm  143，  144,  ^95 

,  1 1  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  vnll, 
And  lead  mt  to  thy  heav'nly  hill  | 
Let  the  good  ipirit  of  thy  love 
Condud  me  to  thy  courts  above* 

12  Then  fhall  my  foul  no  more  complain. 
The  tempter  then  fhall  rage  in  rain  ； 
And  fleft,  that  was  my  foe  before. 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpirit  more.  

Psalm  CXLIV.  i/iPart.  Com.  Metre, 

Vcr.  z,  2.    AJJifianee  and  viffory  in  the  Jpiritttal 
warfare, 

1  T^OREVER  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
JJ    My  Saviour  and  my  ihleld  ； 
He  fends  his  fpirit  with  his  word. 

To  arm  me  for  the  field.  ^ 

2  When  fin  and  hell  their  force  unite. 

He  makes  my  foul  his  care,  • 
Inftru^ts  me  to  the  heavenly  fight. 

And  guards  me  through  the  war- 
2  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 

Doth  my  weak  courage  raife  ； 
He  makes  the  glorious  vid'ry  mine, 

And  his  (hall  be  the  praife,  

Psalm  CXLIV.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  3—^.   The  vanity  of  man9  and  condefcenfion 
of  God, 

1  T   ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  maxi| 
L  a   Born  of  the  earth  at  firft  ！ 

His  life  a  (hadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  haAing  to  the  duft. 

2  0  what  is  feeble,  dying  man. 

Or  any  of  his  race,  ^ 


g6      Psalm  144^  14^ 


That  God  (koukl  raake  it;  his  concern 
T#  vifit  him  with  grace  ？ 

That  God,  wh^  daits  his  l{gbtning»  dewn. 
Who  (hakes  the  wt>rlds  aboye. 

And  mouAtemt  tranbb     bh  from. 
How  woad'royi  is  bit  l#^e  \ 

salm  CXLIV.  12 ― i5»  Long  Metre* 

Grse&  aio4>£  rlchu  ;      tbt  ba^fy  natiatu 

HAPPY  the  city  where  their  fiuu 
Like  fullars  rouad  a  p^laqe  fee, 
And  daughters,  bi%ht  as  pobih'd  ftones9 
Give  fireBgtb  and  beauty  ta  ibe  ftsfe*. 

Happy  the  country  where  the  fteep. 
Cattle  atitd  corn,  have  large  incrtsdk  ；  k 
Where  men  fccurdy  work  or  ，fl€cp> 


Nor  fons  of  plunder  break  tbeir  p 
Happy  tlie  nation  dms  endowed  \ 
But  more  dnrindy  bh&  are  diofe. 
On  -whom  the  aU-firfkknt  God 


Psalm  CXLV.  Li 


Tbe  greatfiefi  qf  fhd* 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  varSoos  praife 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  s 
Thy  grace  employ  my  huiobk  tongae» 
TU1  death  and  gk>if  raife  the  fong. 

The  wings  of  ev*ry  hoar  flmlt  bear 
Some  thankful  tritote  to  thine  car  ； 
And  cv*ry  fetting  fitn  fkall  fee  • 
New  works  of  dnty  done  for  tbec. 
Thy  truth  and  juflke  I'H  proclaim  ； 
Thy  bounty  flows,  m  endhfs  ftseam  ； 


Himfelf,  with  all       gmcg,  beftow^ 


Psalm  145,  299 


Thy  mercy  fwift  ；  thine  anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  fiubborn  £be» 

4>  Thy  works  widi  fbv'rdign  dory  fisine^ 
And  ijpeak  thy  majeily  divine  ； 
Let  "  ev'ry  realm  with  jx>y"  proclaini- 
The  found  and  honour  of  thy  name* 

5  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fucccffion  of  liiy  praife  ； 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  fbng 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue 

6  But  who  can  ^eak  thy  wond'rous  deeds  ！ 
Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  ； 
Vaft  and  unfearchabte  thy  ways  ； 

Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  praife  ！ 

Psalm  CXLV.  i/iPart.  Com.  Metre 

Vcr.  1—7,  11 -"" 13,    The  greatnefs  qf  God. 
i  T  ONG  as  I  live  PU  blcfs  thy  name 
1^  ^   My  King,  my  God  of  love  ； 
My  work  and  joy  ftall  be  the  famt 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

녀 z  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 
And  let^his  praife  be  great  ； 
IT!  fing  tte  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  fhall  dwell  upon  ray  tongue, 

And,  -wliilc  my  Kps  fejoicc, 
Hie  mea  that  hear  my  facred  fong 
Shall  join  their  chccrfiil  voice. 

4  Fadiew  to  fons  lliall  teach  thy  oame, 

And  children  leaim  thy  way^  % 
Age»  to  come  thy  truth  procbim# 
And  nactoos  found  thj  praife* 


figS  Psalm  145, 


5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  : 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'xdj  ftate. 
With  public  fplendor  fhowiu 

6  The  world  is  xnanag'd  by  thy  hands  ； 

Thj  faints  are  rul，d  by  love  ； 
And  thing  eternal  kingdom  ftands> 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove, 

Psalm  CXLV.  2d  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Vcr.  7,  &c.     The  goodnefs  of  God* 

i  O  WEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
l3    My  God,  my  heav'nly  King  ； 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
In  ibngs  ot  glory  fing. 

t  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
*      His  goodnefs  to  the  ikies  ； 
Through  the  whole  cartlrhis  bounty  fhines^ 
And  ev'ry  want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  cy^s  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  :  *• 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
Arid  fills  their  mouths  with  good* 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compaffions,  Lord  ！  , 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves  ！ 
But  foon  be  fends  his  pard'ning  word 
To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves, 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endlefs  race, 

Thy  pow'r  and  praife  proclaim  ； 
But  faints,  that  tafte  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bkfs  thy  name. 


 Psalm  14^  199 

Psalm  CXLV.     Part.  Com,  Metre. 

Ver.  14,  17,  See. 
Mercy  to  fufferers  ；  or9  God  bearing  prayer* 

1  T   E  T  cy*ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeakf 
I  j    Thou  fov'reign  Lord  of  all  ； 

Thy  ftrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down. 

Or  virtue  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppreflbr's  fiown. 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  fupports  our  tott^ing  days^ 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  : 
Holy  and  juft  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fcrvants  feel. 

He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And,  their  beft  wiflie^  to  fulfil,  . 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  neyer  (hall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  Sincere  : 
He  faves  the  fouls,  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

<  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  fword  ihall  flay. 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ； 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay, 
"  They  fought  his  aid  in  vain."] 

7  [My  lips  ihall  dwell  upon  his  praiiet 
And  ipread  his  fame  abroad  ； 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife  « 
The  honours  of  their  God.j  . 


3QQ         Psalm  146. 


Psalm  CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 

Prmife  to  God  for  bis  goodne/s  and  truth* 

pRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ；  my  heart  Aalljoia 

In  works  fo  pkaiknt，  fo  divine  ； 
Now  while  the  flefh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God* 

Praife  fliall  employ  my  nobleft  pow'rs, 
While  immortality  endure*  : 
My  days  of  prwfc  (hall  ne'er  he  paft, 
Wfaik  life  and  thought  and  being  la& 

Why  fbould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  ttun  to  duft  ； 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r. 
And  thoughts,  all  vanUh  in  an  hour, 

Happy  th^  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God  ！  he  mack  the  & 7, 
And  earth,  and  feas>  wkh  all  their  train. 
And  acme  vain. 

His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  ： 
He  faves  th*  opprcft,  he  feeds  thepoor  ; 
He  fends  the  la &， ring  confeieace  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'iier  fweet  rd^e. 


6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  Uiot^v 
The  Lord  fupports  the  linking  mind  ； 
He  helps  the  ftranger  m  diftrefs, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  wellf 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  : 
Thy  God,  O  Zion  ！  ever  reigns  5 
Praife  him  in  cv&rlafling  ftraius. 


I 노 


Psalm  146.  301 
Psalm  CXLVI.    Particular  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  for  bis  goodnefs  and  truth* 

1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  n^y  breath  ( 
X    And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs : 
My  days  of  praife  inall  ne'er  be  pait, 
While  life»  and  thought,  and  being  lail, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ？ 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  duft : 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flcih  and  blood  ； 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  powV, 
And  thoughts  all  vaniih  in  an  hour; 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good, 
*  3  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 

On  Ifrael's  God  :  He  made  the  Iky, 
»        And  earth,  and  feas»  with  all  their  train  % 
His  truth  for  ever  Hands  fecure : 
He  faves  th*  opprcft,  he  feeds  the  poor  ； 
And  none  fhall  And  his  promife  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ； 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ； 

He  fends  the  lab'ring  confeience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  dtftrefsy 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  fweet  releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  feints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ； 
Let  «v，ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
I    In  this  exalted  work  engage  ； 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  (trains. 

6  HI  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs : 
My  days  of  praife  ihall  ne'er  be  paft, 
L  While  life,  ami  thought,  and  being  la/b, 
I.     Or  izBmortality  endures. 
(  «Cc 


3_o2  Psalm  147/  

Psalm  CXLVIL  \Jl  Part.  LongMetre. 

The  Divine  Nature^  Providence  and  Grace* 

1  T) RAISE  ye  the  Lord:  'tis  good  to  raife  ' 
Jl    Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

1  The  Lord  builds  up  Jcrufalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  ； 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul. 
And  makes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

3  He  fbrm'd  the  ftaw,  thofc  heav'nly  flames  ； 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  ； 
His  wUciom's  vaft,  and  ^iows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  iff  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might  ； 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  'the  meek,  rewards  the  juitf 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 

Pause. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

Who  fpreads  hig  clouds  all  round  the  iky  ； 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  graft  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn  ： 
The  beafts  with  food  his  hands  fuppljr. 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

1  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force  I 
The  fprightly  man,  the  warlike  horfe» 
The  nimble  wit,  the  adtive  limb  ？ 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight : 
He  views  his  children  with  delight : 

•    He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear. 
And  looks  and  loves  big  image  there. 


 Psalm  147,  303 

Psalm  CXLVII.  2d  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Summer  and  Winter, 
t  M  T  ET  Zion"  praife  the  mighty  God, 

X-i  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad  ； 
"  For  fwect  the  joy,  our  ibngs  to  raife, 
"  And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife." 
%  Our  children  arc  fecure  and  bleft  ； 
Our  ihores  have  peace,  our  cities  reft  ； 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  fineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blcffing  tq  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  feafons  he  ordains. 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ； 
His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fends. 
And  thus  the  fpringiog  corn  defends. 

Hth  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  the  ground  ； 
r"        defcends  with  clattering  found  j 
h  the  man  fo  vainly  bold, 
dares  defy  his  dreadnil  cold  ？ 

5  He  bids  the  fontbern  breezes  blow  ； 
The  ice  diflblvcs,  the  waters  flow : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  Ui  people  to  his  praife. 

6  To  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  (hown, 
His  gofpd  through  th«  nation  known : 
He  hath  not  thus  rcvcal'd  his  word 
To  cv*ry  land  :— -Praife  yc  the  Lord  ！ 

P&AI.M  CXLVII,    Common  Metre. 

Vcr.  7 9,  13— 1 8.    The  feafont  of  they  tar. 
.1  TTT^ITH  longs  and  honours  founding  loud, 
W    Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ； 
Over  the  hcav'ns  he  fpreads  his  cloud9 
And  waters  veil  the  iky. 

ft  He  fends  his  Ihow'rs  of  bldfings  down 
To  cheer  the  plains  below  ； 

He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crown f   

Aqd  corn  in  vallies  grow. 


304      Psalm  147，  148, ' 

$  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat; 
He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ； 
But  man,  who  taftes  his  fineft  wheat, 
Should  raife  his  honours  high. 

4  His  fteady  counfeh  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ； 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  ihort  his  race, 
And  wint'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  froft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

Defccnd  and  clothe  the  ground  ； 
The  liquid  ftreams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound.  ' 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  ftores  on  high 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail. 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word,  and  melts  the  (how. 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  5 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow,  * 

And  bids  the  fpring  return. 
Z  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  doudf 

Obey  his  mighty  word : 
With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud, 

Praife  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord.  , 

Psalm  CXLVIII.   Particular  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures. 
.1  "TTE  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

X     With  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
And  offer  notes  divmc 
To  your  Creator's  praife. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  A 1?  eels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light, 
Begin  the  fong. 
2  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon,  that  rules  3ie  night, 


Psalm  148,  305 


With  fiars  of  twinkling  light. 
'  His  pow*r  declare^ 
Yc  floods  on  high. 
And  cloads  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 

The  (hining  mrhb  abore 
la  glorious  order  ftand, 
Or  in  (wift  eotrrfa  move* 
3y  hb  fapreme  command. 
•  He  fpake  the  word. 
And  all  d^r  frame 


To  praife  the  I,.ord. 

He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  paft : 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 
In  diff'rent  ways 
His  works  ^proclaim 
His  wond'rous  name, 
And  fpeak4his  praife* 


5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race. 
And  monfters  of  the  deep^ 
The  fifli  that  cleave  the  &as» 
Or  in  their  bofom  ikep  ； 

From  ftz  and  ihore 
Their  tribute  paj9 
And  fiiU  difplay 
Their  Maker's  pow'r. 

6  Yc  vapours,  hail,  and  fnow» 
Ptaiie  ye  th*  AUsighty  Lord, 

Cc  » 


Pause. 


\o6         Psalm  148. 

And  ftormy  winds  that  blow. 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  ihine. 

Or  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 

'  Yc  mountains  near  the  ikies. 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize9 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ； 

Beads  wild  and  tame, 

Birdsi  flies,  and  worms. 

In  vaxitus  forms, 

Exalt  his  name* 
I  Ye  kings,  and  judges,  fear , 
The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King  ； 
And  while  you  rule  us  here. 
His  heav'nly  honours  fing. 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  pow'r  and  ftate, 

Make  you  forget 

His  pow'r  fupreme* 

)  Virgins,  and  youths,  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join. 

Wide  as  he  reigj^ 

His'  name  be  fvmg 

By  cv'ry  tongue  , 

In  endlefs  drains. 

?o  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
Th«  God  that  rules  above  ； 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

ᅳ  And  mf£es  them  tafte  his  lave' 


Kott 


 Psalm  148,  307 

While  earth  and  fky 
Attempt  his  praife. 
His  faints  ihall  rai& 
 His  honours  high. 

Psalm  CXLVIII,     Long  Metre, 

Paraphrafed*   Xlnlmerfdl  fratfe  to  God. 
I  T  OUD  halklujahs  to  the  Lord 

jljl  From  diftant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell  ； 
Let  heaven  begin  the  fblcmn  w<xd, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell  ！ 

bte.  This  Pfahn  my  U  fang  n  a  itffertnt  metre,  kf 
adding  the  two  following  imet  to  tvtry  Jlanxa,  vm* 

JSacb  of  bis  works  bh  name  difileys% 
But  tbej  can  ne,er  /UJU  bis  fraife. 
%  The  Lord  ！  how  abfolute  he  reigns  ！ 
JLet  cv*ry  angel  bend  the  knee  ！ 
Sine  of  his  love  in  heav'nly  ftrainsf 
Ana  Q>eak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be* 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell. 
An  awful  throne  of  fhi&ing  blifs : 

Fly  through  the  worlds  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compared  to  his. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempefts,  ftnd  his  fame 
In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare  ； 
And  the  fwcet  whifper  of  hi9  name 
Fill  cv'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
'  To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire  : 

Let  the  firm  earth  sfbd  rolling  £a. 
In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

6  Yc  flow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  fkill; 
Vallie8»  lie  low  before  his  eye  ； 
And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  nerghb'ring  Iky. 

7  Ye  ftubbom  oaks  and  ftately  pines,  m 
Bend  your  iugb  braaohe 하  aiid  adore  ； 


\oS  Psalm  148,  

Praife  him,  yc  beaft»,  in  difPrent  ftndns  ； 
The  lamb  muft  bleat,  the  lkm  roar* 

Birds,  yc  muft  make  bk  pnak  ymir  theme  ； 
Nature  demands  a  (6^  ^nm  yoo  ： 
While  the  dumb  fiih  that  cut  the  ftream 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  praifts  too* 

Mortals^  can  jou  refrtin  your  tongnet 
When  nature  all  around  yoa  fiqgs  ？ 
O  for  a  Ihout  from  eld  and  yotibg9 
From  humble  fwaiiM»  and  lofty  kioys  1 

:o  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  Ui», 

tfie  Creator's  name  be  known  ； 
as  his  tfiunder  fhout  his  praife^ 
Ibuod  it  loftf  as  his  tlirabe. 

【i  Jehovah  ！  *t»  a  gforiout  word  $ 
O  may  it  dwell  on  e^ry  toqgue  ！ 
But  fidnt8»  who  beft  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raiib  the  noMeft  ibng. 

i%  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ct'ry  chord :  ' 
From  all  Mqw,  and  all  above. 
Loud  hallelujahs  t«  the  Lofd. 

Psalm  CXLVIIL ᅳ Short  Metre. 

Vniwffai  fraije. 

t  T  ET  cv'ry  creatUK  join 
•L*  To  prufe  th*  eternal  G< 
Yc  hcav'i^  Jiofts,  the  - 
And  found  his  name 

^  Thou  futt  with  golden  4>e 
And  moon  with  paler  1  , 
Yt  ftaity  lights,  yc  twinkli^  flame 환 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

I  He  built  thofe  worlds  above. 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  fituac  ； 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  soofCp 
AmA  ever  foeak  to  name.  、 


Psalm  148.  309 


\.  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 
Or  fall  in  fhow'ra  of  ihow, 
Yc  thundeiSy  murm  ，！ ing  round  the  fkie^ 
His  pow*r  and  glory  ihow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flafiiing  fire. 

Agree  to  praife  tiie  Lord: 
When  yc  in  dreadful  ftonns  conlpijpe 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  exprcft  ； 
But  faints  that  tafte  his  faving  love 
Should  fing  his  praifes  beft* 

*  Pa u  s £  L 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  % 
Praife  him,  yc  wat'ry  worlds  Mow9 
And  monfters  of  the  &as. 

S  From  mountains  near  the  Iky 

Let  his  high  praife  refound,  • 
From  humble  (hrubs  and  cedars  hSgl^ 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

,  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  that  graze. 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food> 
And  he  expels  your  praife. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 

On  high  his  -praifes  bear9 
Or  fit  on  flowVy  boughs,  and  kfinf 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 

His  various  wifdom  ftiow  \ 
And  flies,  in  all  your  (hining  fwarm% 
Praife  him  that  dreft  you 
i%  By  all  the  earth-born  race, 
His  honours  be  exprcft  i 
But  faints  th^t  know  hit  heaVnly  gracQp 
Should  leam  to  praife  him  bt&* 


gio  •    Psalm  148，  149, 


 n. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
PraHe  yc  th*  eternal  King  ； 
Judges  adore  that  fov'reiga  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  fpring. 

S4  Let  vig'rous  youUi  engage  ^ 
To  fornid  his  praifes  high  ； 
While  growing  babes  and  with'ring 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  (howa 

His  wond'rous  feme  to  raife  ； 
God  is  the  Lord  ；  his  name  alone 
Defervcs  our  endlefs  praifc. 

j  6  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  blcft  ； 
But  iaints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Should  fing  his  pratfes  beft> 

Psalm  CXLIX.  "  Common  Metre. 

Prmfe  GW,  all  bis  faint*  5  $r$  tbejmnts  judging  the  w§rUL 

I  A  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice^ 
jfV.  And  let  your  fongs  be  new  j 
Amidft  the  church  whh  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wemders  lkew， 
%  The  Jews,  the  peof^e  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  ang  ； 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praifc, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 
$  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  the  juft, 
Whom  unhers  treat  with  fcorn  ； 
The  meek9  that  lie  deipis'd  in  duft9 
Salvation  lhall  adorn. 

4  Saints  &aSi  be  joyfal  in  thdr  King» 

Ev,n  on  a  dying  bed  ； 
•  And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing, 
'      For  God  fhall  raife  the  dead, 

5  Then  his  high  praife  fhall  fill  their  tenguei^ 

Their  hands  ihall  wield  the  fword : 


Psalm  149,  15a  311 

And  Tengeance  iball  attend  their  fong«9  、 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 


Chrift  hi9  judgmcnt-fcat  afcends, 
id.  bida^  the  world  appear* 
ie»  are  prepared  for  aU  hig  friend* 
10  hua^y  k>T*d  him  here. 

7  Then  ihall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 
Nations  that  darM  rebel : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  Ood9 
On  tyrants  doomM  to  bdh 

S  The  royal  finners,  bound  in  chains,  1 
New  triumphs  ibaU  afibrd  ； 
Such  honour  for  the  iai&ts  remains  ； 

Psalm  OL      Common  Metre. 

Ver.  i,  %9  6.   A  fing  of  praife. 
x  TN  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  Ids  pralfe  ； 
1  His  grace  he  there  reveals  ； 
To  hcar^n  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

a  Let  all  your  ftcred  paffions  movc^ 
While  you  rehearle  his  deeds : 
But  the  great  work  of  faving  1oy€ 
Your  higheft  ptaife  exceeds. 

$  An  that  have  motion,  Hfe  and  breathf 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blcft  ； 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  deatb# 
My  foul  ihall  pralfe  him  be^ 


The  Christian  DOXgOGY, 

시  Long  Metre*  ' 

the  F        God  the  S9. 
4*ffd  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in 
honour,  praife,  and  ^lory  giv'n, 
S|f  aU  cm  eartb,  smi  att  in 


312  DOXOLOGIES.  

Common  Metre, 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  be  ador'd. 
Where  there  arc  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord.  •   

Conu  Metre.  Where  the  t^rne  includes  two  Janzau 

rT1HE  God  of  mercy  le  ador'd, 
JL    Who  calls  our  ibuls  from  death, 
Wh«»  faves  by  his  redeeming^  word, 
An4  new-creating  breath. 

♦  II. 

♦  To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit^  all  j^ivinc,  ^  

"  "Let Taints  and  angels  join. 

'  Short  Metre. 

Y£  aneels  round  the  throne, 
And  {aints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son,  \ 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too.  .   

Particular  MHre*  ,  , 
\TOW  to  tlw      it  and  facred  Thtv 

N  The  Father  ^on  and  Spirit,  b  ,' 

Eternal  praife  •      glory  giv'n,  - 
、  'hrough  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
ly  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heaven.  

Particular  Metre* 
•TX>  God  the  Father's  throne 
A    Perpetual  honours  raife  i  % 
Glory  to  Vi  the  Son,  [스 vfT  f 
To  God  the  Spirit,  praife  : 
With  all  our  pow'rs, 
'  Eternal  King, 
Thy  najpK!  we  fingr, 
While  r«}th  adores. 


Y  M  N  S 

AND 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

In  THREE  BOOKS. 

I,  Colleded  from  the  Scriptures. 
II.   Compofed  on  Divine  Subjects. 
III.   Prepared  for  the  Lo&d's-Supper. 


By  L  ^ATTS,  D.IX 


And  they  fmg  a  nenv  Song,  faying.  Thou  art 
wortfy,  &<:•  for  thou  <ivqfi  Jlain,  and  bajl 
redeemed  usy  &<:•  Rev.  V.  9. 

Soliti  cflent  (i.  &  Cbrift'umi)  convenire,  car- 
menque  Chriftp  quafi  Deo  dicere. 

Plinius  in  Epiji, 


>       B  O  S  T  O 
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And  fold  at  his  Book-Store,  No.  53,  Cornhill. 
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A  TABLE, 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  firft  line. 

Note.   The  letters  ay  k9  c，  denote  the  Firft,  Second,  and 
Third  Book  ；  the  Figures  diredl  to  the  Hymn. 


A.  Bk.  Hy. 

ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God  a  4% 

Alas  ！  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  b     9 . 

All  glory  to  thy  wond'rous  name    -    m  c  3S 

All  mortal  vanities  be  gone     •    •    ，  a  25 

And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive     -    -  b  105. 

And  muft  this  body  die    -    -    -    -  b  110 

And  now  the  fcales  have  left  mine  eyes  b  81 

Arifc,  my  foul,  my  joyful  pow'ra  -  -  b  8* 

As  new-born  babes  defire  the  brcaft    -  a  143 

At  thy  command,  our  dearcft  Lord   -  c  19 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son    -   -  b  130 

Awake,  my  heart,  arife,  my  tongue    -  a  20 

Awake,  our  fouls,  away  our  fears   -  -  «  48 

Away  from  every  mortal  care    -    -  •  b  123 

B. 

BAckward  with  humble  fhame  we  look  a  yj 
Beginymy  tongue,fomc  hcav'nly  theme  b  69 
Behold  how  finners  difagrec  -  -  -  -  a  131 
Behold  the  blind  their  fight  receive  •  b  137 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  -  -  ^  1 
Behold  the  grace  appears  -  -  -  a  3 
Behold  the  Potter  and  the  clay  -  •  a  117 
Behold  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here  -  -  a  68 
Behold  the  woman's  promis'd  Seed  -  b 
Behold  the  wretch  whofe  luft  and  wine  a 
Behold  what  wond'rouB  grace  -  --^ 
Bkft,d  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee  -  a 
！  Bleft'd  be  the  everlafting  God  -  -  -  « 
Blefs'd  be  the  Father  and  his  love  -  -  r 
Blefe'd  morning, whofe  young  dawning  rays  b  7* 
Blcfe'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence  -  -  b  128 
,  Blood  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  ikies  -  b  xx8 
\     Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God    -    b  ji, 


5  3  4*66 

3  a  6  o  *  a 


TAfiLfi. 


Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  d&Hth  -  b  158 
Bury'd  in  ihadows  of  the  night  •  ，  •  a  97 
But  few  among  the  carnal  wife   •  -   -  a  96 

C A  N  creatures  to  perfedion  find  -  b  170 
Chrift  and  his  crofs  are  all  our  theme  a  119 

Come,  all  harmonious  tongues  -   -   *  b  84 

Come,  deareft  Lord,  defcend  and  dwell  a  135 

Come,  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God  b  103 

Come  hither,  all  yc  weary  fouls   •   •   -  a  i%7 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove   •  •  ^  34 

Come9  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune    -   -  -  r  8 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs    -  m  6% 

Come9  let  ub  lift  our  joyful  eyes    -    •  b  10S 

Come*  let  us  lift  our  roices  high        -  r  si 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord    -    ，    -  ^  30 

D. 

DAUGHTERS  of  Sion,  come,  behold  a  7* 

Dear  Lord,  behold  our  fore  diftreft  b  16$ 

Deareft  of  dl  the  names  above  -   -   -  b  14S 

Death  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid    -  b  49 

Death  may  <UfTolve  my  body  now  •    ^  a  %) 

Death  ！  ，tis  a  melancholy  dav  -    -  *  51 

Deceiv'd  by  fubtle  Snares  of  hell    -    m  a  zof 

Deep  in  the  duft  before  thy  throne  -  •  «  "4 

Defcend  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dovt  •  A  33 

Do  we  not  know  that  fokmn  word    -  a  1%% 

Down  headlong  fh>m  their  native  iki^B  -  j  96 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  hiy  evening  fong  •  b  ) 

E. 

T^RE  the  blue  heaves  were  ftretch'd  abrokd  a  % 
^  Eternal  Sov'reigtt  bf  the  fkj  ^    ^  i  I4> 
Eternal  Spirit,  we  confefs  -    -    -    -  t  133 
F. 

FAITH  i«  the  brighteft  evidence  •  •  «t  110 
JT  Far  from  my  tho'ts  vain  world  be  goae  ^  t$ 
Father,  I  long,  I  faint,  to  fee  •  »  ~  i  6i 
Father,  wc  wait  to  fed  thy  grac«    •    ,  if  W 


Table. 


5 


Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  -  -  -  «  *3 
Firm  as  the  earth  thy  golpel  (lands  -  -  a  138 
From  heav'n  the  finning  angels  fell  -  b  97 
Prom  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  ihall  rife  -  ^  75 

G. 

ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong  a  114 

VT  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rife  b  140 

Give  to  the  Father  praife    -    -    -    -  f  37 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity     -    -    -  'c  ' 

Glory  to  God  who  walks  the  Iky   -   -  A  59 

Glory  ta  God  the  Father's  name    -    -  c   %y  * 

God  is  a  Spirit  j«ft  and  wife    -    -    -  a  136  〜 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whofe  voice    -  a  79 

God  of  the  feas,  thy  thund'ring  voice   -  b  7* 

God9  the  eternal  awful  name    -    -    ^  6  27 

God,  who  in  various  methods  told  -  .  -  a  53 

Go  preach  my  gofpel,  faith  the  Lord   -  a  ia8 

Go,  worihip  at  Immanuel's  feet   -  -  -  «  "6 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  -    -  *  67 

Great  God,  I  owb  the  fentence  juft    -  a  4 

Great  God,  thy  glories  ihall  employ  -  b  167 

Great  God,  to  what  a  glorious  height  -  b  \\% 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace   -    -  b  159 

Great  was  the  3ay,  the  joy  was  great  -  b  144 

H. 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews  a  134 
Happy  the  church,  thon  facred  place  b  64 
Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign     -   b  38 
Happy  the  man  wh<rfe  cautious  feet    -    a  31 
Hark  ！  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found     b  63 
Hark  ！  the  Redeemer  from  on(  high    -   «  70 
Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims  a  18 
Hence  from  my  foul  fad  thoughts  be  gone  b  73 
Here  at  thy  crofs,  my  dying  God    -    -   b  4 
High  as  the  lieav'ns  above  the  ground  -    h  115 
High  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light  -   -   -   ^  18 
Honour  to  ihe  Almighty  Three     -    -    c   35  - 
Hofanna,  &<:•  -    -    -----  4^-45 

Hofamia  to  our  conquenng  Kipg    -    -  b  %q  A  I 
A  % 


5  Table. 


Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  light   -'  —  -  h    ？ 6 

Holanna  to  the  royal  Son  16 

Hofanna  with  a  cheerful  found  -   -  -  A  S 

How  are  thy  glories  here  dilplay'd  •  -  c  *5 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet    -    -  -  «  io 

How  can  I  (ink  with  fuch  a  prop  -   b  116 

How  cond«fcending  and  how  kind  -  -  ^  4 

How  full  of  anguiih  is  the  thought  -    b  loo 

How  heavy  is  the  night      -    -    -  98 

How  honourable  is  the  place    •    *  •  «  8 

How  large  the  proHrife,  how  divine  -    a  it^ 

How  oft  have  (in  and  fatan  ftrove  -  -  a  139 

How  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  -    f  1* 

How  fad  our  ftate  by  nature  ia     •  -  ^  9° 

How  (hall  I  praife  th，  Eternal  God  -  -  *  166 

How  ihort  and  ha&y  is  our  life   -  -  -  ^  3* 

How  fhould  the  fons  of  Adam's  race  ^  a  Z6 
How  ftrong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  •  «  49 

Ho\y  fweet  arid  awful  is  the  place  •  »  a  i$ 
How  vaiq  are  all  things  here  below  --^  4^ 
How  wond'rous  great,  how  gltMriou* bright  b  87 

I. 

I Cannot  bear  thine  abfence,  Lord  -    b  117 

I  give  immortal  praife    •    -    ，  •  *  3* 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms  •  -   b  156 

J  lift  my  banner,  (kith  the  Lord    -  -   «  «9 

I  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace     -  '-   b  1" 

I'm  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord  '  -  ^  103 

I  fend  the  joys  of  earth  away    -    •  -  6  ii 

I  fing  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death  -    b  H4f 

Jehovah  fpeaks,  let  Ifrael  hear  -    •  •  «  84 

Jehotah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high  ，  -  b  168 
Jefus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold   ---  «  x45" 

Jefus  invites  his  faints   -    -    -    -  m    c  * 

Jefus  is  gone  above  the  fkics     -    -  -   ^  6 

Jefus>  the  man  of  conftant  grief    -  -    a  1% 

Jefus,  wc  blefs  thy  Father's  name   -  -  a  54 

Jefus,  we  bow  before  thy  feet   -    -  -.  c  18 

Jefus,  with  all  thy  faints  above  •    -  p  b 


Table. 


In  Gabriel  8  latnd  a  mighty  ftone  - 
In  thine  own  ways^  O  God  of  love  - 
fn  vain  the  wealthy  mentals  toil  - 
In  vain  we  lavifii  out  our  lives  .•  - 
Infinite  grief  ！  amaaing  woe    -.  - 
Joift  all  the  glorious  names  -  -- 
Join  all  the  names  of  lore  and  power 
X8  there  ambition  fwells  my  hcact 
b  thi«  the  kind  return   -    -    •    -  - 

K. 

Kind  is  tlie  fpeech  of  Chrift  our  Lord  *  a  t3 

L. 

LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears  b  119 

Xet  all  our  tongues  be  one    -    -  c  9 

tet  cvcrlafting  glories  crown   -    -    -  b  X31 

I*t  c^tj  mortal  car  attend      -      -  7 

JLct  God  the  Father  live      -           «  ^  2S 

Ect  Grod  the  Maker's  name     -    -    -  e  $t 

Eet  l^m  embrace  my  foul>  and  prove   -  «  66 

Let  mc  bat  hear  my  Saviour  lay  -    -  a  is 

Let  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing    -  a  5S 

Let  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  be    -  b  i% 

Let  Pharifecs  of  high  eftecm    -    •    -  a  X33 

Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  fongs   -  b  %x 

Let  the  fev'nth  angel  found  on  high    •  a  65 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creature*  lie     -  b  99. 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood     -  b  160 

Let  them  negleA  thy  glory,  Lord  -    -  3  35 

Xet  U8  adore  th'  eternal  Word     -    -  ^  5 

Life  and  immortal  jpys  are  giv*n    •    •  b  i%s 

Life  is  the  time  to  fervc  the  Lord  -   •  a  88 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to  th，  heay'nly  feat  •  b  37 

Like  flieep  we  went  afbray    -    -    -   -  «  \\% 

Lo,  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife  •  •  a  90 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears  •   -  a  ax 

Lo*  what  an  entertaining  fight     •    #  n  44 

Lo,  the  dellroying  angel  flies    -   -    -  b  i$s 

Long  have  I  lat  beneath  the  found   •  -  b  16$ 

lord,  at  tfiy  temple  wc  appear  •   *  •  a  19 


9  a  4950  ^  *J  4 

5  3  t*  9  5  4  3  7 

X  I 


8 


Table. 


Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  -  -  f  n 

Lord,  how  fecure  and  bleft  are  they    -  b  57 

Lord,  how  fecure  my  confeience  was   -  a  Z15 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand    •  r  20 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vaft  defigns    -    -  b  109 

Lord,  we  are  blind,  poor  mortals  blind  b  %6 

Lord,  wc  confefs  our  nom'rous  faults  •  a  ziz 

Lord9  what  a  feeble  piece    -   -    -    -  a  37 

Lord,  what  a  hcav'n  of  laving  grace    -  b  16 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I  -  a  36 

Lord9  what  a  wretched  land  is  this  -  -  3  55 
Lord,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll  b  5 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord   -    •    -  /1  46 
M. 

MA  N  has  a  foul  of  vaft  defires  -  *  ^  14& 

Miftaken  fouls  that  dream  of  heav'n  a  14a 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord    -   -  b  159 

My  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  fo    -.  b  %$ 

My  .God,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love   -    ^  a  %x 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love     -     -    «  i  9^ 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  b  94 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be     -     -  b  122 

My  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys     •  b  54 

My  God,  what  endlefs  pleafures  dwell  b  4% 

My  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is   -   -  b  98 

My  Saviour  God,  my  fov'rcign  Prince  b  141 

Jdy  foul,  come  meditate  the  day     -    «  i  6z 

My  foul  forfakes  her  vain  delight   •    -  ^  10 

My  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place  a  38 

My  thoughts  on  awfiil  fubjedts  roll  b  % 

My  thoughts  furmount  thefe  lower  ikies  b  z6i 

N. 

NAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came  a  < 

Nature  with  all  her  pow'rs  (hall  fing  b  1 

Nature  with  open  volume  ftands    -    -  r  io 

No,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more    -    -  b  10% 

No  ！  I  (hall  envy  them  no  more   -   -   -  ^  56 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more    •  a  109 

JTor  eye  hath  feen,  nor  car  has  beard  -  m  105 


Table. 


Kot  all  the  blood  of  beafts      •    -    -  b  14a 

"Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth     •  «  95 

Not  different  food  nor  difi^rent  drdb  ，  a  126 

Not  from  the  duft  affliction  grows  -    -  a  83 

Kot  the  malicious  or  profane   -    -    -  a  104 

Not  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men   -    -  a  xoo 

Kot  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord    •     •  b  \$% 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes   -    -    •    •  a  zo8 

！  Now  be  the  God  of  Xfrael  bleft  -  -  -  «  5© 
j     Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God    •ma  Z30 

I     Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praife     -     •  ^  43 

I     Kow  have  our  hearts  embraced  our  God  e  14 

Now  in  the  galleries  of  his  grace    •    -  77 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood    -  a  91 

Now  let  a  (paeious  world  arife    •     •  b  X47 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all  fomot    •     •  c  16 

Kow  lot  the  Father  asd  the  Son     -   -  r  34 

Kow  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile    -  ^  50 

Now  lktan  comes  with  dreadful  roar  -  b  157 

Kow  fhall  my  inward  joys  arife    •    •  a  39 

Kow  to  the  Lord  a  noble  foag     •    •  b  47 

I     Now  to  the  Lord  that  makes  us  known  a  6x 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  fupreme    •  a  X37 


OFOR  an  overeomibg  fkith    -    -  17 

O  !  if  my  foul  was  formM  for  woe  b  106 

O  the  almighty  Lord  b  80 

O  the  delights,  the  heav^nbp;  joys  •    •  ^  91 

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Our  daja^  alas  ！  our  mortal  d^y8        -  ^  39 

Our  Cod,  how  firm  hU  promife  Hands  b  40 

Our  fiiw,  ?X% &  \  how  ftrong  they  be    -  3  86 

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See  where  the  great  incarnate  God  -  a  45 
Shall  the  vfle  race  of  flefli  aad  blood  -  a  t% 
Shall  wc  go  on  to  fin  -  -  -  -  -  a  xo6 
Shall  wifdom  cry  aloud  -  -  -  «  a  9» 
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Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  -  ^  43 
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The  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd  •  •  •  c  30 
The  King  of  glory  fends  his  Son  -  -  b  136 
The  lands  that  long  in  dark&e&  lay  -  a  13 
The  law  by  Mefcs  came  -  -  -  -  ii  uS  .( 
The  law  commands  and  makes  us  know  b  i%i 
The  L«rd  declares  his  will  -  •  -  b  iw 
The  Lord  deicending  from  above  •  b  116 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reign«  -  -  -  -  b  169 
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The  majefty  of  Solomon  -  -  -  b  113 
*Thc  mem'ry  of  our  dying  L«rd  -*  c  15 
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Hie  true  Mefliah  now  appears   -      ^  i% 

The  voice  of  my  Beloved  founds      •  a  69 

The  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know  a  75 

There  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands  a  110 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight      -  b  66 

There  was  an  hour  when  Chrift  n|oic，d  a  zx 
Thele  glorious  minds  how  bright  they  Ihine  a  41 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love      -  b  138 

Thou,  whom  my  foul  admires  above    -  a  67 

Thus  did  the  fons  of  Abraham  pals    -  b  liy 

Thn9  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  a  So 

Thus  iaith  the  firft,  the  great  command  a  116 

Thus  laith  the  high  and  lofty  One      -  a  87 

Thus  iaith  the  Ruler  of  the  ikies      •  b  8j 

Thus  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord      -  a  121 

Thus  laith  the  wifiiom  of  the  Lord    -  a   93  , 

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Time,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis      -  b  58 

9Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come      -  B  129 

'Tis  from  the  treafure  of  his  word       •  a  147 

,Ti8  not  the  law  of  ten  commands     •  b  17,4 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son   -    -  r  32 

To  God  the  only  wife      -      -  a  51 

To  God  the  Father's,  throne      •      •  c  40 

To  him  who  chofc  us  firft   -      -  '  -  c  39 

To  our  eternal  God  -      •      -      •  ^  41 

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We  bkfs  tbe  prophet  of  the  Lord  k  1 


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We  fing  th,  amazing  deeds  - 
We  fing  the  glories  of  thy  love    -  - 
Welcome,  Iwcet  day  of  reft     -  - 
"Tell,  the  Redeemers  gone      -  - 
ᅳ  at  different  pow'rs  of  grace  and  fin 
at  equal  honours  ihaU  wc  bring  - 
"  ppy  men  or  angels  thefc  - 
ghty  raan,  or  mighty  Ood  - 
Whence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arife 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  -  - 
When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine  - 
When  I  fiirvey  the  woncProos  crofs  • 
~hen  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  diftrefs 
en  ftrangers  ftand  and  hear  me  teH 
:  parents  of  our  race  - 
When  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  fkie% 
Where  are  the  mourners,  faith  the  Loni 
Who  can  defcribe  the  joys  that  rife  - 
Who  has  believ'd  th^  word      -  • 
Who  is  this  feir  one  in  diftrefs    -  - 
Who  (hall  the  Lord's  cleft  condemn  - 
Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage 
"  "  "  uls 


Why  does  your  face,  ye  humble  fouT! 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  ftiendff 
Why  is  my  heart  fo  far  from  thee  , 
Why  ihould  the  children  of  a  King 


Why  ihould  this  earth  delight  us  fo  - 
Why  fhould  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die  - 
With  cheerful  voice  I  fing  -  -  • 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  fong  -  - 
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Y£  angeU  round  the  throne  • 
Ye  fons  of  Adam,  vain  and  youi^ 
Ye  that  obey  th,  immortal  King  - 

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H    Y    M    N  S 

AND 

SPIRITUAI/ 

BOOK  I, 

COLLECTED  FROM  THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES.  , 

HYMN  I,     Common  Metre. 

A  new^Song  to  the  Lamb  that  <woj  Jlain,  Rev.  v.  6$ 
89  9 ― 12. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
J3    Amidft  his  Father's  throne : 
Prepare  new  hpnours  for  his  ianiei  ； 

An^  fongs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worflup  at  his  feet. 

The  church  adore  sg:oun^, 
With  vials  full  of  odours  Iweet, 
And  harps  of  fweeter  found. 

3  Thofe  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  faints, 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raifc : 
Jefus  is  kind  to  our  complaints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  fliall  look 

Ioia  thy  fecret  will  ？ 
Who  but  the  Sbn  fhall  take  that  bookj 
Arid,  open  ev'ry  feal  l  - 
3 


14  Hymn  i,  2.  RL 


5  He  (hall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees. 

The  Son  deftrvcs  it  well  ； 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  fbv'reign  keys 
Of  heav, 후,  and  death,  and  hdl  ！] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  Qsant 

Be  endlefe  bleffings  paid$ 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 

For  ever  on  thy  head.  \ 

7  Thou  haft  redeemed  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Haft  fet  the  pris，ners  free  y 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God,  ！ 
And  we  (hall  reign  with  thee.  ] 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  pow*r  ； 
Then  ftorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

HYMN  II, ᅳ Long  Metre. ᅳ  \ 

The  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Cbrlft.  Jc*n  i,  I,  3,  U* 
.  Col.  i.  16.  and  Eph.  iii.  9,  io, 

i  Tf1  RE  the  blue  hcav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroadf 

"눼    From  everlafting  was  the  word  ：  I 

With  God  he  was  ；  the  word  was  God,  ！ 

'  And  muft  divinely  be  ador'd.  { 

3  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made  ； 

By  him  fupported  all  things  ftand;  l 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head,  j 

And  angels  fly  at  his  command.  j 

3  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  fatan  fell,  | 
He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  ftarf^;  ！ 
(Thy  generation  who  can  tell,  | 

^pr  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ？) 

i 


B,  !•  Hymn  a,  3,  15 

4  But  lo,  be  kaves  tfa^  heav'nly  forms  j 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  cky, 
That  fae  may  hold  conycrfe  with  worms, 
Drefs'd  in  fuch  feeble  flefh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
Th，  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ！ 

How  full  of  truth !  how  full  of  grace  ！ 
When  through  his  flefh  the  Godhead  (hone  ！ 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  myft'rtes  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

HYMN  III. ᅳ Short  Metre. ᅳ 

The  Nathvitj  0/  CbriJL  Luke  i.  30, 5cc. ~ ii.  10, 8cc. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  grace  appears, 
JD  The  promifc  is  fulfill  ； 

Mary  the  wond?rons  virgin  bears. 
And  Jdus  is  the  child 

2  [The  Lord,  the  higheft  God, 
Cails  him  his  only  Son  ； 

He  bids  him  role  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throi^e. 

3  O'er  Jacob  fhall  he  reign 
Wkh  a  peculiar  fway  ； 

Tht  nations  (hall  his  grace  obtain. 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.  〕 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news9 
A  heav'nly  form  appears  ； 

He  tellf  the  (he^herds  of  their  joys, 
And  banifhes  their  fears. 

J     "  Go,  humble  fwains,"  faid  he,         _  , 
"  To  David's  city  Aj  ； 


i6  Hymn  3,  5.        B,  I. 

"  The  promis'd  infant,  born  to-dajy 
"  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  "  With  looks  and  heart  ferene, 
"  Go  vifit  Chrift  your  King  '；9 

And  ftraight  a  flaming  troop  was  (een  ； 
The  fhepherds  heard  them  fingt. 

7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ！ 

"  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 
"  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  the  Redeemer's  birth." 

%     [In  worfliip  fo  divine, 

Let  faints  employ  their  tongues. 
With  the  celeftial  hods  we  join. 
And  loud  repeat  their  fongs  ； 

9     "  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

"  And  heav'nly  peace  on  earths 
"  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"At  our  Redeenver^s  birtji.^j 

Hymn  IV.  Referred  to  the  2d  Pftlm, 
HYMN  V.    Common  Metre, 

Submiffion  to  aff&Svoe  Providences.    Job  i,  %u 

1  "I^TA  K£D  ^is  from  the  earth  we cam^ 
X\     And  crept  to  life  at  §rft* 

We  u>  th$  egrth  return  again. 
And  mingl^  ynth  our  duft. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy,  - 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  biit  lhort  fayours  borrpF'd  now/ 
To  be  repaid  anon* 

3  ,Tis  G<?d  tliat  lifts  our  comforts,  high, 

Or  fiaks  th,ei»  in  ^  graye  ； 


B,  I,  Hymn  5，  6.  iy 

He  gives,  and  (bleffed  be  his  name  ！) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  pafSons,  then  ； 
Let  each  rebellious  iigh 
Be  filent  at  his  ibv'reign  will. 
And  ev*i7  murmur  die. 

If  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  firef. 

Its  prai&s  (ball  be  Q>read, 
And  we'll  Rdott  the  juftice  too 

That  ftrikct  oar  comforts  dead.  

HYMN  VI, ᅳ Common  Metre/ 

Triumph  over  Deaths  Job  xix.  aj,#a6,  *7- 
1         RE  AT  God,  I  own  the  fentence  juft, 
VJ    And  nature  muft  decay  ； 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  duft, 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 

3  Yet  faith  mtLj  triumph  o'er  the  grav<^  . 
And  trample  on  the  tombs  ； 
My  Jefus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
Mj  Gadf  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  ftaU  appear 

High  on  a  royal  feat. 
And  death,  the  laft  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquUh'd  at  his  feet- 

4  Hicmgh  greedy  worms  devour  my  Mn9 

And  gnaw  my  wafting  fleft, 
Wljen  God  fliall  build  my  bones  agaio^ 
He'll  clothe  tbem  aU  afrefh. 

5  Then  ihall  I  fee  thy  lovely  face 

Widi  ftrong  immortal  eyes, 
And  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleafore  aad  fiiiprife* 


i8  Hymn  7.  B.  I 

HYMN  VIL    Common  Metre. 

The  invitation  of  the  Go/pel  /  or9  fpiritual  food 
and  clothing  Ija.  lv.  i,  %9 

1  T   E  T  cv^ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
1  a    And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ； 

The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 
Wfth  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  ftanring  fods, 
'     That  feed  upon  the  wind. 

And  vainly  ftrivc  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind : 

3  Eternal  Wifdop  ha^  prepsu-'d 

A  ibutreviving  feaft? 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifioh  tafte. 

4  Ho  ！  ye  that  pant  for  living  ftfeaws, 

And  pine  away,  and  die  ；  , 
Here  you  may  quench  your  vaging  thirft 
With  fprings  that  never  dry, 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ； 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows» 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  [Ye  perifliing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  ownt 
That  will  «ot  hide  your  fin  ； 

7  Gome  naked,  and  adorn  your  foul? 

In  robes  prepared  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labour^  of  his  Son) 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood.3 

8  Dear  God  ！  the  treafutes  of  tby  lore 
—  k  Arc  everlaftiog  mine— 


B.  L        Hymn  7，  8.  19 

Deep  as  our  helplefs  znis'ries  are. 
And  boundlefs  as  our  fins  ！ 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fppplies^ 
And  drive  our  wants  awaj. 

HYMN  yilL    Common  Metre. 

7be fafety  andfrqte8ion  of  the  Cburcb.  Ifk.XXvi.X-6* 

1  T  TOW  honourable  is  the  place 
jL%  Where  w  adoring  (land y 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth. 

And  beaut7  of  the  land  ！ 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  wc  dwell  5 
The  walls,  of  ftrong  falvation  made, 
Defy  th*  aflaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates. 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ； 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  ftatutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  Ihall  you  tafte  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  m  perfcdl  peace  ； 
You  diat  have  known  Jehovah's  name 옳 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace. 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  traft, 

And  baniih  all  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells* 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

6  What  tho，  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  arm  fhall  bring  them  low  : 
JLow  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave  ^ 
Th«r  lofty  beads  ihall  bow.  ^ 


2o  Hymn  8,  9，        B.  I. 

7  On  Babylon  our  feet  fhall  tread 
In  that  rejoieing  hour  ； 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  (hall  ipread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

HYMN  IX.    Common  Mefre. 

The  "Pramfes  of  the  Covenant  efCnue»  J£sl  hr.  t,  a. 
Zccb.xiiL<*  Mic.Tii.19.  Ezek*xxxvL259&c* 

1  TN  vain  wc  lavtlh  out  our  lives 
JL    To  gather  empty  wind  ； 
The  choiceft  bkffing^  earth  can  yield 
Will  ftarvc  a  hungry  mindL 

,  2  Come,  and  the  Lord  (hall  feed  our  ibob 
With  more  fubftantial  meat, 
With  fixch  as  faints  in  glory  love. 
With  fuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev9rj  want  fupply, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peaces 
Hcgives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Come»  and  he'll  cletmfe  our  fpotted  £>uls. 

And  walh  away  our  fiaiBS» 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  bis  dying  veins, 

5  [Our  guilt  fliall  raniih  all  away9 

Though  black  as  hell  before  ； 
Our  fin  (ball  fink  beneath  the  feSf 
And  ihall  be  found  do  more* 

6  And  left  pollution  (heuld  o^erfprcad 

Our  inward  pow'rs  again. 
His  fpirit  ihall  bedew  our  fouk^ 
^      Like  purifying  rain.j 


B,  I.        Hymn  9，  ia  21 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty,  ftubborn  thins* 

Tbat  terrors  cannot  move^ 
That  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath, 
ShaU  be  diflbhr，d  by  lore. 

8  Or  he  can  take  die  flint  «wzj9 

That  would  not  be  refin'd, 
And  from  the  treafures  of  his  grace* 
Bellow  a  firfter  sailed 

9  *There  (ball  his  facAd  Spirit  dwells 

And  deep  engrave  his  law  ^ 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw. 

10  Thus  will  he  pour  ialvation  4own> 

And  we  lhall  render  praife  ； 

the  dear  peoplp  of  his  love, 
And  he  our  God  of  grace. 

ᅳ HYMN  X.     Short  Metre- 

Tbf  Bleffednefs  ff  Gojptl  Times  ；  or,  the  Revelation 
<lf  Chrift  to  Jews  and  Gentiks*  lia.  v,  a,  7,  8, 
9,  10.   Matk,  xiii.  i69  17. 

1  T  TOW  beauteous  swe  their  fetft 
JLJL  Who  ftand  on  Zion，s  hill  ！ 

Who  bring  falv^tjon  on  their  tongue^ 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  H©w  charming  is  th?ir  voice  1 
Hour  fwc,et  the  tidings  are  ！ 

fi  ZioQ,  behold  jthy  Saviour-King, 
"  He  reigiis  an4  triumphs  here/* 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears^  、 
That  hear  this  joyful  found, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for9 
A^d  jfoueh^  b'nt  never  found  ^ 

A 


22  Hymn  io,  !i.      B.  I 

4     How  bkfftd  are  our  eyes. 
That  fee  this  hcav'nly  light  ； 
Prophets  and  kings  defied  it  los^ 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight  ！ 

The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tunefbl  notes  employ  | 
Jenxfalem  breaks  forth  in  fbngCt 
And  defcrts  learn  the  joy. 

6     The  Lord  makef  bare  hk  arm  ， 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  cv'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  XI.      Long  Metre. 

The  tumble  enlightened^  and  carnal  Reafon  bumbled; 
or,  the  ftyuereigntj  of  Grace*  Luke  x，  ai9  %i* 

1  TPHERE  was  an  hoor  whenChriflrajoic'd, 

And  fpoke  his  joy  m  words  <^  prufe  ； 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  Godf 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heav,ns,  and  feas. 

2  M  I  thank  thy  fov'reigfi  pow'r  and  love, 

"  That  crowns  my  doftrine  with  fuccefs  ； 
"  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  kngis 
of  grace. 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  Bcs  eoneeal'd 

"  From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might  ； 
"  The  prince  of  darknefs  bUnds  their  eyes, 
"  And  their  ovm  pride  refifts  tie  light. 

4  "  Father,  'tis  thns,  becaufc  thy  -mXL 

"  Chofe  and  ordain，d  it  fliould  be  fo  ； 
"  'Tis  thy  delight  t*  abafe  the  proud, 
"  And  lay  the  haughty  fcorner  low. 


B.  L       Hyjmn  12，  i3>  23 

5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thoie  that  learn  it  from  the  Son  ； 
"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

"  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known. 

6  "  Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 
u  That  deals  his  graces  as  he  pleafe  ； 
"  Nor  givos  to  mortis  an  atccount 

w  Or  of  his  aAi(His9  or  decrees.0 

HYMN  XII.  *  Common  Mitre. 

Free  Grace  in  revealing  Cbrift*  Luke  x.  %u 

1  TESUS,  the  man  of  conftant  grief, 
3    A  mourner  all  his  days  ； 

His  ipirit  once  rejoie'd  aloud. 
And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praife  : 

2  "  Father,  I  thank  thy  wond'rous  love, 

"  That  hath  reveal'd  Ay  Son 
"  To  men^nlearned  ；  and  to  babes 
"  Has  m^de  thj  golpel  known. 

J  "  The  jiayft'rics  of  redeeming  grace 
"  Are  hidden  from  the  wiCe  : 
"  While  pride  and  carnal  reas'ning  join 
"  To  fiveU  and  blind  their  eyes.*'  - 

4  Thiw  doth  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth 
His  great  deerees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace 
By  his  own  fov'rcign  will. 

HYMN  XIII.    Long  Metre. 

The  Sm      Cod  incarnate  ；  «r,  the  Titles  and  the 
Kingdom  of  Cbrift.  Ifa.  ix.  a,  69  7. 

I  HP  H  E  lands  diat  long  in  -darknefs  lay, 
JL  Now  have  beheld  «i  Ueav?nly  light  ； 


^4  Hymn  13，  14,      B.  L 

Nations  that  fat  in  death's  cold  fhade, 
Are  blefs'd  with  beams  divinely  bright* 
Z  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born  5 
Behold  th，  expected  Child  appear  I 
What  fhall  his  names  or  titles  be  ？ 
"  The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor  1" 

3  [This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Cone  to  be  fuckled  and  adpr*d  ； 
Thi  ^  xnz  'F^^tf^Rrincc  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  Davic^  and  his  Lord] 

4  The  government  of  earth  afid  feas 
Upon  his  fhouldei":  (hall  be  laid; 
His  wide  dominions  fhall  increafe. 
And  honours  to  his  nsune  be  paid* 

5  Jefus,  the  holy  Child,  fhall  fit 
High  on  his  father  David's  throne  ； 
Shall  crafh  his  foes  beneath  his  feet^ 
And  reign  to  ages  yet  .unlgown. 

HYMN   XIV^ -Cong  Metre. 

The  Triumph  of  Faith;/ or,  Cbrijfs  ttncbangeabk  ' 
Love.  Rom.  viii.  33,  Sec* 

1  -TTTHO  lliall  the  Lard's  deft  condemn ?f 

VV   Tib  God  that  juftifies  their  fouls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  ihall  adjudge  the  fiunts  to  hell? 
'Tis  Chrift  that  fuffer*d  in  Aeir  ftead  i 
And,  the  ialvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rifing  from  the  dead  ！ 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  ！  and  fits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there  ！  ' 
Who  ihall  divide  vls  from  his  love, 

Or  what  ihould  tempt  us  to  ddpair  ？ 


B.  L       Hymn  14,  15*  25 

4  Shall  per&cutkm,  1or  diilrefs. 
Famine,  or  fword,  or  nakecbiefs  i 
He  Azt  hath  lov'd  tu  bears  ui  tbrot^hf 
And  makes  as  more  than  conquerors  too* 

f  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  pow*r  j 
It  triunipfas  in  the  dying  hour : 
Cbrift  is  our  life»  pur  joy,  oar  bope» 
Nor  can  w«  fink  with  fitch  a  prop. 

Nor  poVrs  on  high,  nor  powers  bclow9 

Shall  caiife  bis  mercy  to  remove. 

Or  wean  our  beiits  &om  Chrift  our  love* 

HYMN  XV.      Long  Metre- 

Our  wn  makn^i  md  Gbrytnr  Stnngth.  %  Oor. 

1  X   E  T  me  bat  hear  ray  Saviour  fiyt 
I  a  «<  Strength  (hail  be  equal  to  the  day," 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  diftreft» 
Leaning  on  all-fnfficient  ff^Un 

z  I  glory  in  infirmity. 
That  Chrift's  own  pow'r  may  reft  on  me  % 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong, 
Grace  is  my  ftield,  and  Chrift  my  fong« 

3  I  can  do  all  thmgs9  or  can  bear 
All  fuff'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ； 
Sweet  pleamres  mingle  vnxh  tbe  painSt 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  fuftains* 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  wttHdr^wn^ 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone* 
When  hew  temptations  fpring  and  rife. 
We  find  hQw  ereat  fiucw^knefs  is^ 

、차  a，»  째 v  ,  # 


26  Hymn  16，  iy.       B.  L 

5  So  Saznpfon,  when  his  hair  was  loft, 
Met  the  Phi  Ii  (lines  to  his  coft  ； 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  vrith  fkd  furprifb. 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft*  his  eyes. 

HYMN  XVI. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Ho/anna  to  CMJL  Matt.  zxL  9.  Lttke  xtsc.  38, 40- 
s  TTOS ANNA  to  the  royal  Son 
XjL  Of  David's  ancient  line  ！ 

Mjflerious  and  divine. 

2  Tke  root  of  David  here,  vpc  find> 

And  offspring  is  the  fame  ； 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
In  our  Immanuei's  name. 

3  Vtch9d  he  that  comes  to  wretched  men 

With  peaceful  news  firom  heaven  ！ 
Hofxnnas  of  the  higheft  ftrain 
To  Cbrift  the  Lord  be  giv'n  ！ 

4  l*et  mortals  ne'er  refuie  to  take 

TV  hofanna  on  their  tongues. 
Left  rocks  and  ftones  (hould  rife,  and  break 
Their  filence  into  fongs. 

HYMN  XVIL    Common  Metre. 

ViSory  over  Death,   x  Cbr.  xv.  55, 
For  an  overcoming  faith 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
triumph  o'er  the  monftcr,  dcathf 
And  all  his  frightful  pow'rs. 

yful,  with  all  the  ftrcngth  1  hare, 
My  quiv'ring  lips  fhouU  iing, 
"  Where  is  thy  boafted  via，ry,  grave  ？ 
"  And  where  the  monfter's  fting  ？，， 


o 

An 


S.  L      Hymn  18,  19,  27 

3  If  fin  be  pardon'dy  I'm  fecure  ； 
I         Death  hath  no  ftSng  befide  ; 
j      The  law  gives  fin  its  danining  pow*r  ； 
！         But  Chrift,  my  tanfom,  dyfd. 
4  Now  to  the  God  of  vi^ory 
Immortal  *  thanks  be  paid> 
Who  makes  us  conqu,rors,  while  we  die 
:         Through  Chrift  our  livigg  head. 

1     HYMN  XVIITT  Common  Metre. 

!   Bleffedare  the  Dead  that  die  in  the  Lord*  Rcv.xxv^j- 
I   I  T  TEAR  what  the  voice  from  beair'n  pro- 
X  JL   For  all  the  pious  dead  ；  [claims 
I      Sweet  is  the  favour  of  their  names, 
And  foft  their  ikeping  bed* 

2  They  die  in  Jcfus,  and  are  bkfi'd  ； 
•    How  kind  their  flumbers  are  ！ 
From  fuff'rings  and  from  fins  releas'd, 
And  freed  fVom  ev,ry  fnare. 
i  3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  ftrife, 
j     '   They're  preient  with  the  Lord  j 

The  labours  of  their  mortal  Ufe 
\         End  in  a  large  reward.  ' 

HYMN  XIX.    Common  Metre. 

I    The  Song  of  Simeon  ；  or.  Death  made  defirabU* 

Luke  ii.  a7»  Sec. 
1   1  T   O  R  D>  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
[      1  a    As  happy  Simeon  came, 
[     And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 

O  make  our  joys  the  fame  ！ 
i   2  With  what  divine  and  vaft  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  filPd, 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 

He  clafp'd  iht  holy  ChUd! 


i8        Hymk  19,  20.      B*  t 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  h«  crjr'di 

"  Behold  tfaj  feiTant  dies  ； 

Vrt  {tea  thy  great  fahration.  Lord, 

"  And  clofe  my  peaceful  cyc«. 

4  u  This  is  the  light  prepared  to  {hiae 

"  Upon  the  Gentilt  lands'  ； 
u  Thine  Ifrael*t  #017,  and  their  ho^ef 
"  To  bieak  their  flavifk  bands." 

！  the  vifion  of  thy  face 
h  OTcrpoVring  charms  ！ 
ikall  t  feel  death's  cold  onbrace» 
If  Chrift  be  in  my  arms. 
6  Then,  wbU«  ft  hear  my  heart-ilrtQgs  br«akt 
How  fwtdt  my  minutct  roll  J 
A  m<mal  palenef$  on  my  cheek, 
*     And  ^lory  in  my  foull]  _ 

HYMN  XX.  Common  Metre 

Sj^rituai  Appartl  ；  ngintfyf  The  iUAr  tf  J^Hewf' 
nefs,  4md  OmrmmUs     Sahation,  l2a«  l».  19, 

%    A  WAKE,  tny  heart*  arift,  my  toagoe» 
jCjL   Pr«pafe  a  cunefol  Toiee  ； 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  mj  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejedee* 

%  *Tb  be  adorn'd  my  naked  foul* 
And  made  falvation  mine  ； 
Upon  a  poor  polluted,  worm 
He  maker  hU  graces  ftiae. 

3  And  left  the  ihadow  of  a  fpot 

Should  on  my  foul  be  foand» 
He  took  ths  robe  th«  Saviour  wrougbt 
And  caft  it  all  arottnd* 

4  How  far  the  hcav'nly  robe  exceeds 
^    What  earthly  princes  wear  1 


B>  L       Hymn  2o5  21.  29 

Thdc  qnumentSf  how  bright  they  flixne  ！ 
How  while  the  garments  are  ！ 

5  The  Sphit  wrought  my  faith  and  love. 

And  hope,  and  cv'ry  grace  ； 
But  Jefus  ipent  his  life  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

6  Strapgely,  my  foul,  art  thou  array'd 
4     Bj  the  great  (acred  Three  ！ 

tn  fweeteft  harmony  of  praife     *  . 
Let  all  thy  powers  tpp»  m^^^0  , 

HYMN  XXL  Common  Metre. 

A  Fl/Sm       the  Kingdm  of  Cbrift  among  Men. 
Rcv«  zxi.  1—4, 

1  T  O,  wbat  a  glorious  fight  appears 
1  a    To  our  believing  eyes  ！ 

The  earth  and  feas  are  psifs'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  ikies, 

2  From  the  third  heav ，！ i,  where  God  refides, 

That  holy,  happy  place. 
The  new  Jerufalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  vnith  fhining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  ihout  for  joy, 

And  uie  bright  armies  flng, 
"  Mortals  behold  the  facred  feat 
"  Of  your  defcending  king. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

"  Removes  his  blefs'd  abode  ； 
"  Men,  the  dear  objeds  of  his  grace, 
"  And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  w  His  own  foft  hand  fhall  wipe  the  tears 

"  From  ev'ry  weeping  eye  ； 
"  And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  8c  — - 
"  And  death  itfclf  lhall  dl^99 


3Q        Hymn  24, 25,       B.  t 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long  j 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time. 
And  bring  the  ' welcome  day.  

Hymns  XXII,  and  XXIII.  Referred  to  the 
 I2$tb  Pfalm.  

HYMN  XXIV. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Tbe  rich  Sinner  dying.    Pfalm  xlix.  6,  9.  £cdc£ 
viii.  S.  Job,  iii.  14,  15* 

X  Til  vaTh  fhe^ftthy  mortals  toil, 
X   And  heap  their  Aiming  duft  in  vain  ； 
！ Look  down  and  fcorn  the  humble  poor. 
And  boail  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe  * 
Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads. 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe,  approaching  death 
From  glitt'ring  roofs  and  downy  beds. 

3  Their  ling，ring,  their  unwilling  fouls, 
The  difmal  fummons  muft  obey,  、 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewel 

To  the  pale  lump  of  lifelefs  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  flaves  have  equal  thrones  ； 
Their  bones  without  diftinftipn  lie 
Amongft  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones. 

The  reft  referred  to  the  A^th  Pfalm, 

H  YMN  XXV.    Long  Metre, 

A  Plfion  of  tbe  Lamb,   Rev.  v.  6-^9. 
I    A  ^  ^  mortal  vanities  be  gone9 

jLJl  Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  tars  j 
^  Behold  amidft  th,  eternal  throne 
^  vifion  of  the  Lamb  appears* • 


B.L 


Hymn  25. 


3« 


2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Marked  with  the  bloody  death  he  Bore  ； 
Sev*n  are  his  eyes,  and  fev'n  his  horns. 
To  ipeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow*r. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  fealed  book 

From  hkm  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ； 

Jefus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.  J 

4  All  the  aflemblin?  faints  around 
Fall  worfhipping  beforf  *thc  Lamb, 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found 
Addrefi  their  honours  to  his  name* 

5  [The  joy,  the  fliout,  the  harmony 
Flies  o*cr  the  everlafting  hills  ； 

"  Worthy  art  thou  alone,"  they  cry,  、 
"  To  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the  feals.1'] 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heav'nly  drain, 
And  with  transporting  pleasure  fmgf 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  3iat  once  was  flain» 
"  To  be  our  teacher  and  our  king  !w 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counfels,  deep  defigns  ； 


The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

8  Thou  haft  redeem^  our  fouls  from  hell 
With  thine  invaluable  blood  ； 

And  wretches,  that  did  once  rebel. 
Are  now  made  favorites  of  their  God. 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
That  dy'd  for  treafons  not  his  own, 
By  cv'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  dwell  upon  his  father's  throne 


32  Hymn  26，  27.  B.  I 
HYMN  XXVI.  Common  Metre. 

Bope  of  Heaven  by  the  MsJitrreXan  CkriB. 
*  ^t*  »•  3»  4> 

i  TJLESS'D  be  the  everiaffing  God, 
J3   The  Fatber  of  our  Lord  ； 
Be  hit  abounding  m«rcv  pxais*<L 
His  m»eftT  adorU 


a  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  fon, 
And  odl'd  him  to  die  iky, 
He  gave  our  ibuk  a  lively  bope, 
That  they  Ooold  never  die. 

3  What  tlioagh  ocrr  mbred  fins  retire 

Our  fle&  to  fee  the  daft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rof^ 
So  all  his  followers  muft, 

4  Thcre*$  an  inheritance  £vme» 

Referv'd  agsunft  that  day } 
*Tis  uncorrupted»  uadefil'd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away* 

5  Saints  by  the  pow^r  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  ialvation  come  ； 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ftraagers  here^ 
Till  Chrift  (hall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  XXVU.  Common  Metre. 

AJfuranee  of  Heaven;  «r,  m  Samt  prepared  t9  d\e^ 
a  Tiaau  iv.  6,  7»  9,  18. 

i  [T^VEATH  may  <Mblve  my  body  now, 
XJ    And  War  mj  Ipmt  hone  5 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flow. 
Nor  mj  falvation  come  ？ 
^With  hear'nly  weapons  I  have  fawht 
^  The  battles  of  the  Lor^ 


Finiih'd  my  eourf€»  and  kept  the  £utb» 
And  wait  the  fare  reward.] 

3  G<Mi  has  laid  up  in  hcav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ； 
Tbe  riehteous  Judge,  at  that  great  dsLj9 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  ih€  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  puzt  for  me  al^ie  ； 
But  all  that  love  and  lonr  to  fee 
Th，  appearance  of  his  Son» 

5  Jetxth  xht  Lord,  ihall  g^ard  me  fafe 

From  cv'ry  ill  defign  ; 
And  to  bis  hcav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  fetblq  ibul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  eyerlafting  aid9 

And  hell  (ball  rage  In  vain } 
To  him  be  bigheft  glory  paid, 
And  endlefs  praife.  Amen. 

HYMN  XXVIIL  Common  Metre. 

Tbt  Triumph  of  Cbrifi  over  tbe  Enemies  of  tbt 
Cburtb^   Iia.  Ixiii.  x,  2,  3,  &c. 

I  TXT  HA  P  mighty  man,  or  mightjr  God, 
V  V     Comes  travelling  in  ftatc 
Along  the  Idumean  road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate  I 

t  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim 
'Tis  fome  vidorious  king  : 
"  'Tis  I,  the  juft,  tl^Mpnighty  (%|e, 
"  That  jour  falvaaion  bring." 
.   J  tVhy,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  inquiry 
Why  thine  apparel  rod  i 
And  all  tfaf  veftore  ftain'd  like  thrfe 
Who  hi  tbe  wi&s-prcis  tread  I 


34  Hymn  28,  2g.      B.  L 

4  "  I,  by  mjrfelf,  have  trod  the  prefs9 

"  And  crafted  my  foes  alone  ； 
M  My  wrath  has  ftrack  the  rebels  deadf 
"  My  fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  M  *Tis  £dom*s  blood  that  dies  my  robes 

"  With  joyful  fcarlet  ftains  ； 
"  The  triumph  that  mj  raiment  wears 
"  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 

6  "  Thus  (hall  the  nations  be  deftnoy'd 

"  That  dare  infult  my  faints  ； 
M  I  have  an  arm  t*  avenge  their  vmmgSf 
ft  An  ear  for  their  complaints*"  

HYMN  XXIX.  Common  Metre 

The  THumfA  of  Cbrift ;  er9  the  Ruin  cf  JhuU 
cbrifim   Ila«  Ixiii.  4—7. 

I  «  T  LIFT  my  banner,"  faith  the  Lorf, 
JL    "  Where  Antichrift  has  fiood  ； 
"  The  city  of  my  gofpel  foes 
"  Shall  be  a  field  of  blood, 

j  "  My  heart  has  ftudy'd  juft  revenge# 
€i  And  now  the  day  appears, 
"  The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  comei 
"  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 

"  And  bids  my  fury  go  : 
"  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  ihall  move, 
"  And  be  as  faul  too, 

4  "  I  call  for  hel^ye^  but  in  vain  : 

"  Then  has  my  gofpel  none  ？ 
"  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
"  To  cruft  my  foes  alone. 

5  w  Slaughter,  and  my.  devouring  (word^ 
^  "  Shall  walk  the  Ore«ts  around^ 


B.  L      Hymn  29,  3a     v  35 

. "  Bab^L%all.  re 향  beneath  my  ftrokeA 
"  Ana  ftagger  to  the  ground." 

6  Thine  honours,  O  vi^lorious  king  ！ 
Thine  own  right  hand  (Kail  raife, 
While  we  thine  awful  veHgcance  &ag9 
And  our  deliv'rer  praifc. 

HYMN  XXX.   Long  Metre. 

Praftr  fir  Deliverance  anfwmd*  Ua.  rxn.  8— so* 

1  TN  thine  own  ways>  O  God  of  love, 
JL  Wc  wait  the  vifits  of  Uiy  grace  ； 
Our  foul's  defire  is  to  thy  name. 
And  the  remembrance  of  xhj  face. 

2  My  thoughts  are  featching,  Lord,  for  thee, 
'Mongft  bbek  ihades  of  loneibme  night  ； 
My  earned,  cries  (alute  the  ikies 

BdEbre  tht  dawn  reftores  die  light. 

3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 
The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ； 
But  thef  ihall  fee  thy  lifted  hand9 
And  feel  the  £pourges  of  thy  rod. 

4  Hark  ！  the  Eternal  rends  the  {kj, 
A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  mufic  to  his  frknds. 
But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 

5  Come,  children^  to  your  Father's  arms. 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  niy  grace, 
Till  the  fierce  ftorms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe* 

6  My  fword  fliall  boaft  its  thou&ftds  flam> 
And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kin?s» 
While  heav'nly  peace  around,  my  nock 
Stretches      foft  and  Qx^dj  wings. 


36       Hymn  32，  $g.       B,  I. 

Hymn  XXXI.  Referrm^tm^fl  Pfalm. 
HYMN  XXXII.  Common  Metre 

'     Strength  from  Heaven*   lia.  xl»  27— 30. 
I  "t^THcncc  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arHe  I 
And  wbere'f  our  courage  ncd  i 
Has  reftkis  fin,  and  raging  bell9 
Struck  all  oar  coi&ibns  dead  ？ 

t  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name 
That  form'd  the  eftxth  and  fea  I 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  deeay  ？ 

3  Treafurcs  of  everlaftfng  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell  ； 
He  gives  th«  conqaeft  to  tbe  mak. 
And  treads  their  foes  to  kell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  ftiall  hde  and 

And  youthful  Tigoar  ceaTe  ； 
But  wc  that  wait  upon  tb<  Lord* 
Shall  feel  our  ftrength  inereaft. 

5  The  faints  (hall  mount  on  eagles*  wingl. 

And  tafte  the  promU'd  bltfi» 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 

Where  perfect  plcafare  if.      •   , 

Hymns  XXXIII,  XXXIV,  XXXV,  XXXVI, 
XXXVII,  XXXVIII,  RfifirrH  h  ffidm 
131,  134,  & 7,  73»  90,  mtd  84.  쁘 

HYMN  XXXIX.  Common  Metre. 

Oo£s  tender  Care  of  bis  Cburcb.   Iia.  xlix.  13,  &C* 
i  *^TOW  ftall  lfty  inward  joys  arilet 
JLN     And  burft  into  a  fong  ；  , 
Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 
And  pleafurc  tuues  my  tongue. 


B^L  ^     Hymn  39, 4a  3? 

Some  mercy  arops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  lpve 
To  fiiow'r  falvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Sufpicions  and  complaints  ？ 
Is  he  a  God,  and  (hall  his  grace 
Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ？ 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
And,  ，mongft  a  thdufand  tender  thoughts, 
Her  fuckling  have  no  room  ？ 

5  "  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  fliould  nature  change, 

"  And  mothers  montters  prove, 
"  Sion  ftill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
"  Of  cvcrlafting  lore* 

6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 

"  I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ； 
"  My  band  (hall  raife  -her  ruin'd  walls, 
"  And  build  her  broken  frame," 

HYMN  XL.    Long  Metre. ᅳ 

The  Btifinefi  and  BleJJjtdnefs  of  glorified  Saintu 
Rev,  vii.  13,  &c. 

1  "  XjyHAT  happy  men,  or  angels  thefe, 

"  That  all  their  robes  are  fpotlefs  white  I 
"  Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
"  At  the  pure  realms  of  heav'nly  light  i" 

2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
Thro*  feas  of  their  own  blood  they  came  : 
But  nobler  blood  has  wafti'd  their  robes. 
Flowing  from  phrift  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th，  Almighty  Throne 
With  loud  hoikixnas  night  and  day  ；  」 

D 


33        Hymn  40,  ai>^^JI.  t 

Sweet  anthems,  to  the^pi|pf|B|^)ne9 

Meafure  their  Weft  eternity. .  'A 

4  No  more  (hall  hunger  pain  their  fouls  ； 
He  bids  their  parching  third  be  gone  ； 
And  fpreads  the  (hadow  of  his  wings 
To  fcteen  them  from  the  fcorching  iun* 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  middle  throne. 
Shall  (hed  around  his  mild 었  beains  ； 
There  (hall  they  feaft  on  his  riqh  lore, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  ftreants. 

6  Thus  fhall  their  mighty  blifi  renew 
Through  the  vaft  ronnd  of  endlefs  years 
And  the  foft  hand  of  forWeign  grace 
Heals  all  their  woonds  and  wipes  their  tears. 

HYMN  XLI.    Common  Metre. 

The  fame  ；  or,  the  Martyr j  glorified  Reir.TU.X3,5cc 

1  "rT1HESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright 

Jl         they  fhioe  ！ 
"  Whence  all  their  white  array  i 
"  How  came  they  to  the  happy  feat$ 
"  Of  cverlafling  day  ？,' 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endlefs  joys, 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftiangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  whke 
In  Jefus'  dying  bloo4* 

3  Now  they  ..approach  a  ipotlels  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ； 
Their  warbling  haips  and  facred  iEb&gs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Ajiionga  his  faints  refide, 


B.  L  /i^Hymn  41,  42.  39 

Sees  ah  their  ivants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  tbirft  (ball  leave  their  fbuls. 

And  hunger  flee  as  fkft ; 
Th€  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  repaft. 

6  The  L«mb  fhall  lead  his  hcav'nlf  flock 

Wh^w  living  {ouvmimmif:9 

And  love  divine  fhall  wipe  away 

The  forrows  of  their  eyes.  

HYMN  XLII.    Common  Metre. 

JXi^itte  Wrath  and  Mercy  ；  from  Nahum  i.  if  &c. 

1  ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God  ' 
jt\^    1$  a  ConfufHbtg  fire  ； * 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame9 
And  taife  his  vengeance  higher, 

2  Almighty  vengeancc^how  it  burns  ；  • 

How  bright  kis^Hpbglows  ！  JUh» 쯰 
Vaft  magazines  of  plague$  and  ftorms 
Lie  traafur'd  for  his  fbes. 

3  Thofe  heapi  of  wr^th  bj  flow  degrees 

Arc  forced  into  a  fiame> 
But  kindled,  Oh  ！  bow  fierce  tKey  blaze  i 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  feek  a  wat'ry  grav«  ； 
The  Trightid  fed.  makes  hade  away, 
And  fbrinks  up  ev'ry  wafc. 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Arc  fwift  as  hail>ftones  hurl'd  :    ^    ♦  * 
Who  dares  engage  igftBBfSBUg^  0Jum4jf%' 
That  ihakes  the  folid  world  I  ^-y 

♦  Hth.  xii.  29.  y ^ 


4©  Hymk  42，  45,       B.  I. 

6  Yet,  mighty  God  ！  thy  fov'relgn  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race 
When  wrath  comes  rufhing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  (hall  on  rebellious  Hngs  | 

A  fiery  tcmpeft  pour, 
Whik  we,  beneath  thy  (hcltVing  wines»  •  ！ 
Thy  juft  adore.  | 

Hymn  XLIII.   Referred  to  the  \ootb  Pfalm, 
Hymn  XLIV,    Referred  to  the  133^/  Pfalm*  ！ 

HYMN  XLV.   Common  Metre/ 

The  lafi  Judgment.   Rev.  xxi.  5—8. 
1  O  EE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
O    Fills  a  majeftic  throne, 
While  from  the  ikies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  lafl  judgment  down. 

M  iu  l       the  fir^^d  I  the  laft, 

"  Through  endlefs  years  the  fame  ； 
,  "  I  AM  is  my  memorial  ftill, 
"  And  my  eternal  name* 

3  "  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give,  ； 

"  My  royal  grace  beftows  ； 
"  Ye  thirfty  fouls,  come  tafte  the  ftreams 
"  Where  life  and  pleafure  flows.]  ' 

4  £"  The  faint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  fins,  i 
/      "  I'll  own  him  for  a  fon  ； 

"  The  whole  creation  fhall  reward 
"  The  conquefts  he  has  won. 

5  "  But  bloody  hands  and  hearts  unclean, 

베 i  <hi  Jying  race, 
"  .Th«  faithlefs  and  the  fcofEng  crew, 
"  That  fpurn  at  offer'd  grace  ； 


B/L 


Hymn  45,  48, 


4i 


6  "  They  fliall  be  taken  from  my  fight, 

"  Bound  fad  in  iron  chains, 
w  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
"  Where  fire  and  darknefs  reigns."] 

7  O  may  I  ftand  before  the  Lamb 


And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
Wi*  bleflings  on  my  head. 

8  May  I  vnth  thofe  for  ever  dwell. 


Who  here  were  my  delight. 
While  finners,  banifh'd  down  U>  hell. 
No  more  offend  my  fight. 

Hymns  XLVI,  and  XLVIL  Referred  to  Pfalm 


HYMN  XLVIII.  Long  Metre. 


The  Cbrifitan  Race.  Ifa*  xl.  »8— 3^* 

1  A  WAKE,  our  fouts,  (away  our  fears, 
JL3l  Let  cv'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone) 

Awake,  and  run  the  heav'uly  race. 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint  ； 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  ieeds  the  ftrength  of  cv'ry  feinu 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofc  matchlefs  pow，r 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlcfs  years 
Their  cverlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
Our  £bu\s  fliall  drink  a  frefli  fupply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die 


148，  and  Pfalm  3. 


42        Hymn  48，  4^       B.  I. 

5  Swift  as  «n  e2gk  ctits  the  ahr, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ； 
On  wings  of  lofe  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidft  tke  beav^ly  road. 

HYMN  XL)X.  Common  Metre. 
^  TJk  ！ ferJU     M^it  md  th*  Lamb.  Itc^.  3- 

I  1  TTOW  ftfdflg  thine  arm  is,  Wiighty'  God ！ 
/  jTl  Whe  would  iiot  finr  thy  nanfe  ？ 

4    Jefus,  hotf  fwtet  diy  grac^  are  t 
K      Wb4  Wcwid  m(H  love  the  ？ 

2  He  has  done  more  than  Mofes  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  King  j 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  fouls, 
And  taught  our  lips  to  iiag. 

3  In  the  Red-Sea,  by  Mofes*  handy 

Th'  Egyptian  hoft  was  drown'd  ；  • 
'  But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  ilns, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  tbroi^gh  tha  dtfert  Ifrael  weutt 

With  manna  they  were  fed  ； 
Our  Lord  kivites  us  to  his  fle(b» 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 

5  Mofes  beheld  the  ptoznis'd  land. 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ； 
But  Chrift  fball  bring  his  foll'wers  home, 
To  fee  his  Fathers  face. 

6  Then  fhall  emr  late  and  joy  be  £kHy 

And  fe«l  a  warmer  flame. 
And  (wt^tet  voices  tune  the  Cong 
0{  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 


B.  L         Hymn  50,  4^ 


,  HYMN  L.    Common  Metre. 

The-  Song  of  tacbarias,  and  tbe  Meffage  of  John 
the  Baptift  ；  or.  Light  and  Salvation  by  Jefus 
Cbrift.  Luke  i.  68,  &c.  John  i.  29,  32. 

1    x  I^TOW  be  the  God  of  lfrael  bkfe，d, 
j       J^j     Who  makes  his  truth  appear  ； 
I       His  mighty  hand  fulfill  his  vrord， 
Atid  all  th«  oaths  he  fwarc. 

(    2  Now  he  bedews  eld  David's  root, 
With  bleffings  from  the  {kits  ； 
•      He  makes  the  branch  of  prastnk  gfow, . 
•  The  promised  born  arife. 

3  [John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 


To  go  before  his  face  ； 
The  herald  which  our  Satiour-Goch 
Sent  to  i^^pare  his  ways.  . 


While  grace  divine,  and  heav'nly  love, 
In  its  own  glory  ihines. 

5  "  Behold  the  Lairib  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  Tlmt  takes  our  guilt  away  : 
"  I  faw  the  fpirit  o'er  his  head! 
"  On  his  baptifmg  day.] 

6  "  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high, 

"  Sink  ev'ry  mountain  low  ； 
"  The  ptovkd  mud  ftoop,  and  huxtibk  fouls 
"  SlaH  his  ialvation  know, 

*l  "  The  heathen  realms  with  Ifrael's  land 
"  Shall  join  in  £wm  accord  ； 
u  And  all  that's  born  of  man  ihall  fee 
"  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 


44       Hymn  51, 52.       JB.  I 

8  "  Behold  the  Morning-Scar  arifc, 
M  Ye  that  in  darknefs  fit  ； 
"  He  marks  the  path'  tfaat  leads  to  peace, 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet.'' 

ᅳ HYMN  LI.    Short  Metre.. 

Prtferving  Ormce.  Jude  A4»  25  • 
f     np^O  God  the  only  wife, 

JL    Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  ikies 
Their  hnmUe  praiies  bring. 

Z     *Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counfcl  and  his  care9 
Prcferves  us  iafe  from  fm  and  death^ 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  Hit  will  jpfefent  our  fouls 
Unblexni(h*d  and  complete. 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face» 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  condud  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

j     To  our  Redeemer-God 

Wifdom  and  pow'r  belongs. 
Immortal  crowns  of  majefty. 
And  everlafting  fongs. 

HYMN  LII. ᅳ Long  Metre- 

Baptifm.   Matt,  xxriix.  19.  Ads  ii.  3^ 
I  'rnpwAS  the  commiffion  of  our  Lori 
JL  "  Go,  teach  the  nations  and  baptize." 
The  nations  have  recciv'd  the  word 
Since  he  afce&ded  to  the  ikies* 


B',  L       Hymn  52,53.  45 

2  He  fits  upon  th，  eternal  hills, 

Wi^i  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  fend AHPMfeHM^MMMH1  fealsf 
To  ble6  the  darkfome  Gentile  lands, 

3  "  Repent)  and  be  baptiz，d,"  he  faith, 
"  For. the  reipifllon  of  your  fins  ；', 
And  thus  our  fcnfe  afllds  our  faith, 
And  fhews  us  what  his  gofpel  means. 

4  Our  fouls  he  waflies  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ； 
And  the  eood  fpirit  from  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  thee, 
And  feal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lo^  ； 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  ItH^QjJf 
In  heav'n  our  folemn  vows  recoKi! 

ᅳ HYMN  LIIL   Long  Metre. ᅳ 

The  Holy  Scriptures.  Heb.  i.  x.  %  Tim.  Hi.  15,  x6« 
Pialm  cxlvii.  19,  fto. 

1  ^\  O  D,  who  in.  various  methods  told 
VT  His  mind  and  will  to  faints  of  old, 
Sent  his  o^n  Son  with  truth  and  grace. 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  days. 

2  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  Aire  record  : 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heay'n  、 
Is  by  the  fweet  conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindeft  dioughts  are  here  exprefs'^ 
Able  to  make  us  wife  and  blefs'd  ； 
The  doftrhies  are  divinely  true,  ; 
Fit  for, reproof  and  comfort  too.  _j 


46        Hymn  54, 5^        B.  l 

4  Ye  people  all,  who  read  his  love 
In  long  epiftks  from  above, 
f  (He  Mtam^MlMHi*  word 
To  ev'fy  land,)  praife  ye  the  Lard* 

HYMN  UV. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

EleSing  Grate  /   &r9  Saints  htUrvii  ifi  Cbftfi. 
£pb.  i.  $9  Sec. 

i  TESUS,  wc  blefs  thy  Father's  name  ； 
J  Thy  God  and  ours  arc  both  the  fame  ； 
What  heav'nly  blefllngs  from  his  throne 
Flow  devm  to  finners  through  his  Son  ！ 

i  "  Chrift  be  toy  firft  eka,"  he  tsid  ； 
Then  chofe  our  fouls  in  Chrift  our  head, 
Before  he  gave  the  motintains  bkth. 
Of  Jaid ^^uidations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thtis  .did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raife  us  up  from  death  »od  fia  \ 
Our  charaflers  were  then  decreed, 
"  Blamekfs  in  love,  a  holy  feed." 

4  Predeftinated  to  be  ibnsy 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chofe  at  ooce  f 

A  new  regenerated  races 

To  praife  the  glory  of  hi»  grace. 

5  With  Chrift,  ouf  Lord,,  we  fbare  a  part 
In  the  afFedtions  of  his  heart  ； 

Nor  (hall  our  fouls  be  thence  remov'd, 
Till  he  forgets  his  Firft-bejov'd. 

HYMN  LV. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

i  "XTTHEN  wc  are  rais'd  from  deep  diftrefs, 
vv     Our  God  defcrvei  si  fong  ； 


B.  L       Hymn  ss,  5^  47 

We  take  the  pattern  erf  our  praife 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 
2  The  gates  of  the « devo^riag  grar« 
Are  open'd  vride  in  vain, 
If  be  that  holds  the  keys  of  death 
|n       Commands  them  faft  again. 
1  3  Pains  of  Ac  flefli  are  wont  t*  abafb 
I        Our  minds  with  flaviHi  fears  ； 
:     "  Our  days  a»  paft,  and  we  ftaH 
"  The  renuumt  of  our  years," 

I  ^  W«  chatter  with  a  fwallow**  vpice* 
I        Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn. 

With  bittemefs  inftead  of  joys, 
j        Affli^ed  and  forlqra.  ' 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  tbe  healing  word. 

And  m  ^tfe^le  with&ands  ；  t 
*      Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 

And  fljr  at  his  commands.  V. 

6  If  half  the  brings  of  life  f^ould  break, 

He  can  our  fnuns  reftore. 
He  cafts  o?ir  fin$  b^i^4  his  bau:k,  v  . 
k       An4  they  are  found  no  more.  • 

HYMN  LVI,    Common  Metre 

The  Song  of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb  ；  dr,  Babylon 
falling.   Rev.  tv.  3,  and  svL  19,  and  xvii.  6. 

I  I  XJITTE  fmg  the  glories  of  thy  Iovq, 

t  V  V     We  found  thy  dreadful  name  ； 

\  The  chnftiaa  church  unites  Uic  &>n^  - 

I  Of  Mofes  aad  the  l^amb. 

a  Great  God  ！  how  wond'rous  are  thy  wbrk» 
i        Of  vengeance,  and  of  grace  ！ 

Thou  King  of  ^imt6,  Almightf  Lor4, 
j        How  juft  «ad  tnze  thy  ways  I  „ 


48        Hymn  56，  57,       &  I. 

3  Who  dares  refofe  to  fear  thy  name. 

Or  worfhip  at  thy  throne  ！ 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thy  holinefs 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  e&rth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  blood* 
Her  crimes4  (hall  fpeedily  awake 

The  fury  of  our  God. 
、5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mlx9df 

And  {he  muft  drink  the  dregs  ； 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  fov'rcign  Judge, 

And  fliall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

HYMN,  L VII.    Common  Metre. 

Original  Sin  ；  or,  the  firft  and  feeond  Adam*  Rom, 
v*  j%9  Sec.   F(al.  It.  5.  Job  xiv.  4. 

;  l  "O  Ackward  with  humble  ihame  we  look 
)    JD    On  our  original  ； 

How  is  our  nature  dafh'd  and  l>roke 
、      In  our  firft  father's  fall  ！ 
:2  To  all  that's  good,  avcrfe  and  blind. 
But  prone  to  all  that's  ill  ； 
What  dreadful  darknefs  veils  our  mmd  ！ 
How  pbftinate  our  will  ！ 

,3  Conceived  in  fin  (O  wretched  ftate) 
Before  we  draw  our  breath. 
The  firft  young  pulfe  begins  to  beat 
.  Iniquity  and  death* 

4  How  ftrong  in  our  degen'rate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
.  '  And,  mingling  with  the  crooked  flp<>d, 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins  ！ 

5  [Wild  and  unwholefome  as  the  root 

k        Will  all  the  branches  be :  < 


B.  L       Hymn  57, 58.    '  4》 

I  How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
I        From  fuch  a  deadly  tree  ？ 

€  What  mortal  pow'r,  from  things  unclean, 
[        Can  pure  productions  bring  ？ 

I  Who  can  command  a  vital  ftre^m  , 
I        From  an  infected  ipring  ？] 

I  7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wond'rous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean, 
I     While  Chrift  and  grace  prevail  above 

The  tempter,  death,  and  fin.    '  \ 

I  8  The  fecond  Adam  fhall  rcftorc    t  \ 
The  ruins  of  the  firft  ；  j 
Hofanna  to  that  fov'reign  pow'r  ) 
That  new-creates  our  duft  ！  '、  ； 

HYMN  LVIII.    Long  Metre.  1 

The  Devil  ^anquijhed  ；  or,  Micbael't  War  <witt 
the  Dragon*    Rev.  xii.  7, 
！  i  T  E  T  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  Hng 

The  wars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  &09i 
Chief  general  of  th，  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles*  of  our  God* 

2  Againfl:  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ； 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vam  they  boa(l9 
Their  courage  finks,  their  weapons  fail. 

I'  3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ； 

j     Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 

I      And  fliook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

I  4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  paft, 
Chrift  has  affum'd  his  reigning  pow*r  ； 
Behold  the  great  accufer  caft 
Down  from  the  ikies,  to  rife  no  more. 
E 


5o  Hymn  59,  oo,      a.  u 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb9 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down; 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  pow'rfol  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown* 

'  6  Rejoice,  y«  hcar'ns  ；  let  cv'ry  ftar 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  iky  j 
Saii\ts9  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  war9 
Ratfe  your  Deliv'rcr's  name  on  high* 

ᅳ HYMN  LIX.   Long  Metre. 

Babylon  fallen.   Rev.  xviii.  %of  zu 
1-  TN  Gabriel's  haad  a  mighty  ftone 
JL    Lies,  a  fair  type  of  sabflon  :  ^ 
"  Prophets  rejoice,  suid  all  ye  faints, 
"  God  (hall  avenge  your  lo^g  complaints." 

a  He  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  ftood. 
He  funk  the  mill-done  in  the  flood : 
"  Thus  terribly  ftall  Babel  fall, 
"  Thus,  and  no  more  be  found  at  all.,' 

ᅳ HYMN  LX,   Long  Metre. 

tht  Virgin  Mar/s  Seng  ；  or,  the  promifid  Mefak  \ 
born*   Luke  i.  46,  &c. 

i  R  fouls  fhall  magnify  the  Lord  ; 

\J    In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice : 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  fong> 
May  the  fame  Spirit  tune  our  voice, 

t  [The  Higheft  faw  her  low  eftate, 
And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  dose ; 
His  overfliadowing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  bis  Son. 

3  ^  cv>ry  nation  call  her  blefs'd, 
And  eodlefs  years  prolong  her  fam« « 


B.  I.       Hymn  60,  6i.  51 

But  Ood  alone  muft  be  ador'd  ； 
\      Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.} 
I  4  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord, 
I      His  mercy  ftands  for  ever  fure  : 
I      From  age  to  age  his  promife  lives. 

And  the  performance  is  fecurc. 
5  He  fpake  to  Abra'm  and  his  feed, 

"  In  thee  fhaU  all  the  earth  be  blefs'd  '** 

The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
I      Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breafl:. 
t  6  But  now  no  more  fhsil  Ifrael  wait, 
I      No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  foilorn  ；  * 
I      Loy  the  defire  of  nations  comes  ； 
t      Behold  the  promis'd  feed  is  born  ？  

HYMN  LXI. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Qbrtft  our  High  PrUJl  and  King  ；  and  Chrift  coming 
to  Judgment.   Rev.  i.  5 —- y, 

；  i  T^TOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 

！      JL\|   The  ^wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

I     Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 

I     And  ibains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

！  2  *Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  fouleft  fins, 

And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  blood  ； 
j      ，Tis  he  that  makes  us  pricfts  and  kings,  . 
；     And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
I  f  To  Jcfus,  our  atoning  Prieft, 
I     To  Jefos»%  our  fuperior  King,  - 
I      Be  everlading  pow'r  confefs'd, 

And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fing. 

I  4  Behold  ！  on  flying  clowds  he  comes, 

;  And  ev'ry  eye  Oiall  fee  him  move  ； 

j  Though  with  our  fins  we  piere'd  him  cmee, 

！  Now  be  difplays  his  pard'ning  love. 


^2  Hymn  62,  6$.      B.  L 

j  The  unbelieving  world  fiiajl  wall, 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  : 
Come,  Lord  ';  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay,  

HYMN  LXIL  .  Common  Metre. 

thrift  Jtfus^  the  Lamb  of  Gcd9  wrjhipptd  by  all 

the  Creation.   Rev.  v.  n ― 13. 
i^v^lOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
\  With  angels  round  the  throne  ； 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
0  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,"  they  cry, 
"  To  be  exalted  thus  : 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  flain  for  us." 

3  Jcfus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ；  • 
And  bleffings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lordt  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  fky, 

And  air,  and  earthy  and  feas, 
Confpire  to  raife  thy  glories  high, 

And  fpeak  thine  cndlefs  pralfc. 
t  Let  all  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  facred  name 
Of  him,  that  fits  upon  the  throne,  • 

And  to  adore  the  I.amb.  . 

—  HYMN  LXIU.     Long  Mctx^ 

Chrtjl9s  Humiliation  and  Exaltation.    Rev.  Vi  M， 
t  TTTHAT  equal  honours  iLall  we  bring. 
V  V   To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  fing 
Arc  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ？ 


B,  L       Hymn  63, 64.  53 

,  2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  vas  ilain, 
！     The  Prince  of  Life,  that  groan'd  and  dy*d; 
！     Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  bis  almighty  Father's  fide. 

3  Pow*r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  flood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar  ； 
Wifdom  belongs  to  Jefus  too, 
Though  he  was  charg'd  with  madncfs  here.^ 

；  4  All  riches  are  his  native  tight, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  lofs  ; 
To  him  afcribe  eternal  might, 

I     Who  left  his  weaknefs  on  the  croft. 

I  5  Honour  immortal  mud  be  paid, 
Inftead  of  fcandal  and  of  fcoro  ； 
While  glory  (hines  around  his  head. 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a.thonu 

6  BlelSngs  for  ever  on  the  Lanib, 
Who  bore  the  cuife  for  wretched  men  : 
I     Let  angels  found  his  facred  narnc^ 
！      And  cv'ry  creature  lay,  Amen. 

HYMN  LXIV. ᅳ Short  Metre- 

Adoption.    1  }<Am9  iii,  I,  8cc.  Gal.  iv,  6. 
i     TIEHOLD,  what  wond'rous  grace 
J3    The  Father  has  beftow'd  ' 
On  finners  of  a  mortal  race9 
To  call  them  ions  of  God  ！ 

I  2     9TU  no'furptifiag  thing. 

That  we  ihould  be  unknown  ； 
The  Jewiih  world  knew  npt  their  King^  . 
Godfs  everlailing  Son : 

3     Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  wc  mu&  be  made> 

t  UX 


54        Hymn  64^  65.  R 


fiut  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here. 

We  fhall  be  like  our  Head 

A  hope  fo  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure. 
May  purge  our  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fiflj 

As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 

If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  fhare  a  Glial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dote. 

To  reft  upon  my  heart* 

We  would  no  longer  l\c9 

Like  (laves,  beneath  the  throne  ； 
Our  faith  (hall  Abba  Father  cry, 

And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


HYMN  LXV.     Long  Metre. 


The  Kingdoms  of  the  World  become  the  Kingdoms  of 

the  Lord  ；  or,  The  Day  of  Judgment*  Rev.  xk  15, 
I  T   ET  the  feventh  angel  found  ou  high, 
1  a  Let  fliouts  be  heard  thro'  all  the  kj  ！ 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord. 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord* 

%  Almighty  God,  thy  pow'r  affume, 
Who  waft,  and  art,  and  art  to  come : 
Jefus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  ilain. 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign  ！ 
J  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  flay  the  faints  no  more ) 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  oar  God, 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 
4  Now  muft  the  rifing  dead  appear  ； 
Now  the  deciihre  fentence  hear  5 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 


K  I.  Hymn  6^  55 

；-      HYMN  LXVL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Cbrlfti  the  Kin^9  at  bU  table.    Solomon's  Song, 
u  a— 5>       Z3»  17* 

1  T   E  T  him  embrace  my  foul,  and  prove 
X^i    Mine  int'reft  in  his  heav'nly  love  : 
The  voice  that  tells  me,  "  Thou  art  mine/* 
Exceeds  the  bleffings  of  the  vine. 

2  On  thee  th，  anointing  Spirit  came. 
And  Spread  the  favour  of  thy  name  ； 

；        That  oil  of  gladnefs  and  of  grace 
Draws  virgin  fouls  to  meet  thy  face. 

3  Jefus,  allure  me  by  thy  charms  ； 
My  ibul  (Hall  fly  into  thine  arms  ！ 
Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King, 

4  [Wonder  and  pleafure  tune  our  voice 
To  fpeak  thy  praifes  and  our  joys  ; 
Our  mem'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine 
Beyond  the  tafte  of  richeft  wine.]  、 

\     5  Though  m  ourfelves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedar's  tents  appear  ； 

；         Yet  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fait  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

I     6  [While  at  his  table  fits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  fee  us  fmile  and  ling  : 

)        Our  graces  are  our  bed  perfume, 

And  breathe  like  fpikenard  round  the  room.} 

7  As  myrrh,  new-bleeding  from  the  tree,  - 
Such  is  a  dying  Chrift  to  me  ； 
And  while  he  makes  my  foul  his  gue% 
My  bofonii  hoxdf  AmU  be  thy  reft* 


Hymn  67，  6S. 


S  [No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir 
Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare  ； 
And  kere  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raife  os  to  nobler  feats  above.  J   


HYMN  LXVIL    Long  Metre- 


Seeking  the  Pafiures      Cbtj/t  tbt  Sbtpberd*  Solo 


1  ^T^HOU,  whom  my  foul  admires  above 

JL    All  earthly  joy,  smd  eartMy  love, 
Tdl  me,  dear  ^ltpherdt  let  me  know 
"Where  do  thy  fwecteft  paftures  grow  ？ 

2  Where  is  the  ihadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  ？ 
Fain  would  1  feed  among  thy  fheep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep. 

3  Why  ihould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 


That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  I 
My  conftant  feet  would  never  rove. 
Would  never  feek  another  love. 

4  [The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee : 
Tliy  fweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  :  * 
A  wondVous  feaft  thy  love  prepares. 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  &  groans,  &  tears. 

5  His  deareft  flefli  he  makes  my  food^ 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood  : 
Here  to  thefe  hills  mj  fool  will  come. 
Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home>] 

HYMN  LXVHI.   Long  Metre. 

The  Banquet  of  Love.  Solomon's  Song,  iu  1-^7. 
«  T1EHOLD  the  rofc  of  Sharon  here, 

XJ  The  lily  which  the  valMes  bear  5  . 

Behold  Ac  tree  of  life,  that  gives 


B.  I.       Hymn  68, 69.  57 

2  Axnongft  the  thorns  fo  lilies  Oiine, 
Amongft  wild  gourds  the  nobk  vine  j 
So  in  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidd  a  thQufand  meaner  loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  fliade  I  fat. 

To  fliield  me  from  the  burning  heat  ) 
Of  heav'nly  fruit  he  fprcads  a  feaft, 
To  feed  my  eyes,  and  pleafe  my  tade. 

4  [Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  flood  the  banquet  of  his  grace  ； 
He  faw  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  he  fpread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  gen'rous  wine, 
He  cheers  this  finking  heart  of  mine  ； 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me, 

He  ftiew'd  his  thoughts,  how  kind  they  be.J 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart  ； 

Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  heart  ； 
I  charge  my  fins  not  once  to  move, 
Nor  ftir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  love 

HYMN  LXIX. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Cbrifl  appearing  to  bis  Churchy  and  feelung  hef> 
Company*   Solomon's  Song,  ii.  8—13. 

X  FT1H  E  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 
X    Oyer  the  rocks  and  rifing  grounds  ； 

O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  feas  ot  grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  belief. 
2  Now,  through  the  veil  o(  flefli,  I  fee  '、 

With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 

Now  in  the  gofpel's  cleared  glafs  . 

He  fiiews  the  beauties  of  his  face.  ！ 
J  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along,  j 

Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongu" 


58        Hymn  69，  70.      B.  L 

"  Rife,"  iaith  my  Lord, "  make  hafie  away } 
"  No  mortal  joys  arc  worth  thy  ftay. 

4  "  The  Jewifti  wintry  date  is  gone, 

"  The  mifts  are  fled,  the  fpring  comes  on  ； 
"  The  facred  turtle-doYc  wc  hear 
"  Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  "  Th，  immortal  Vine  of  heav ，！ ily  root 

"  Bloflbms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruiu" 
Loy  vrt  are  come  to  tafte  the  wine  ； 
Our  fouls  rejoice  and  bkfs  the  vine. 

6  And  v^itn  wc  hear  our  Jefus  fay, 

"  Rife  up,  my  love,  make  hafte  away  ！" 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  wind. 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

HYMN  LXX.    Long  Metre. 

Cbrift  invitingf  and  the  Church  emfwertng  the  /»• 
citation.   Solomon's  Song,  ii.  14,  i6»  17. 

I  T  TARK  ！  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
JL  X   Sweetly  mvhes  his  fav*rites  nigh  ；  - 
From  caves  of  darknefs  and  of  doubt* 
He  gently  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out. 

%  "  My  dove,  who  hideft  in  the  rock, 
"  Thine  heart  almoft  with  forrow  broke, 
"  Lift  up  thy  foce,  forget  thy  fear, 
"  And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear. 

3  "  Thy  Toice  to  me 'founds  ever  iwcet  ； 
"  My  graces  in  Aj  count'nance  meet } 

"  Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  defpife, 
"  ,Tis  foght  and  comely  in  mine  eyes.*' 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thine  invitation  gives  ； 
T°  the5  our  joyful  lips  fhall  raife 

voice  of  prayer  and  that  of  praife. 


B>  t>      Hymn  70,  71,  591 

5  [I  am  mj  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  ； 
Our  bearts,  our  hopes,  our  paffions  join  ； 
Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

Nor  thought  arife  to  grieve  mj  Lord, 

6  My  foul  to  paftures  fair  he  leads, 
Am<mgft  the  lilies  where  he  feeds  5 
Amongft  the  faints  (whofe  robes  are  white, 
Wafli'd  in  his  blood)  is  his  delight. 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  ihadows  flee. 
Till  the  fwcet  dawning  light  1  fee, 
Thine  eyes  to  me^ward  often  turn»  ' 
Nor  let  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountuns  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  bills  of  fear  and  fin  ; 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief,  divide 

My  love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  iide.] 

HYMN  LXXI.    Long  Metre. 

Cbrift  found  in  the  Street,  and  brought  to  the  Cburcb. 
Solomon^  Song,  iiL  1 s, 

t  ^|FTEN  I  feek  my  Lord  by  night  ； 
V-/  Jcfus,  xny  love,  mj  foul's  delirat  ^ 
With  warm  delire  and  reftlcfs  thougnt 
I  leek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

2  Tbea  I  arife  and  fearch  the  ftrect, 
Till  I  mj  Lord,  mj  Saviour  meet  ； 
I  sUk  the  watdunen  of  the  night, 

"  Wheic  did  you  fee  my  foul's  delight  ?** 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  mj  way, 
Dtredted  by  a  hcav'nly  ray  ； 

I  leap  for  joy      ice  bis  £ice9 
And  Md  him  fitft  fe.  mj  ei^bntc^ 


6o       Hymn  71，  72.       B.  L 

4  [I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home  ； 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refrife  to  come 
To  Sion's  facred  chambers,  where 
My  foul  firft  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  fake  with  deadly  fmart  ； 
I  give  my  foul  to  hhn,  and  there 
Out  loves  their  mutual  tokens  iliare.J 

6  I  charge  you  all,  yc  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  ^ifturb  my  joys  ； 
Nor  fin,  nor  hell,  come  near  my  heart» 
Nor  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart.  

HYMN  LXXH.    Long  Metre. 

T&e  Coronation  of  Chrift9  and  Efpoufals  of  the 
Church.   Solomon's  Song,  iii.  xi. 

1  T^VAUGHTERS  of  Sion,  come,  behold 
JL/  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold,- 
Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jefus,  thou  everlafting  King  ！ 
Accept  the  tribute  wnich  we  bring  ； 
Accept  the  well-deferv'd  renown, 

'And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  ev'ry  adl  of  worfliip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  ； 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  abovsp 
We  firft  rccciv'd  thy  pledge  of  loyc. 

4  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day  ！ 
Our  hearts  would  wifli  it  long  to  ftay  ； 
Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  bold, 

Nor  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  cold  ' 

5  O  !  let  each  minute,  as  if  flies, 
lacreafe  \X\j  praife,  improve  -our  joys-} 


B,  L       Hymn  72,  73.        6t  i 

Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb* 

I  6  O  diat  die  months  would  roll  away,  ' 
'      And  bring  that  coronation-day  I 

The  King  of  grace  fhall  fill  the  throne. 
With  all  his  father's  glories  on,  

I    HYMN  LXXIIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

：    Tbe  Cburcb9s  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  of  Chrijt.  Solo- 
mon's Song,  iv.  i»  10，  11,  7,  Sy  9. 

1  TT'  IND  is  the  fpeecH  of  Chrift  our  Lord, 
1\.  Affedi©n  founds  in  ev'ry  word  ； 
Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,"  be  cries  ； 
I         Not  the  young  doves  have  fweeter  eyes, 
I   2  ["  Sweet  are  thy  lips,  thy  pleafing  voice 
I      "  Salutes  mine  ear  with  fecret  joys  % 
"  No  fpice  fo  much  delights  the  fmell9 
"  Nor  milk  nor  honey  taftes  fo  well.] 

3  "  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  brick,  to  me  ; 
"  I  will  behold  no  fpot  in  thee." 
"What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comelinefs  on  woims  ！ 

4  Defied  and  loatbfome  as  we  are. 

He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair  ； 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav'nly  drefs, 
J      His  graces  and  his  yighteoufnefs, 
[  5  "  My  fitter  and  my  fpoufe,"  he  cries, 
[.      €t  Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 
"  Thy  pow'rful  We  my  heart  retains 
I      "  la  drong  delight  and  pleating  chains." 
；   6  He  calls  me  from  the  leopard's-  den, 
I      From  this  wild  world  of  beafts  and  men, 
I      To  Zion,  where  his  glories  are  ； 
i      Not  Lebanon  is  half  fo  fair,  1 1 

F 


62        Hymn  73，  74.       B.  I 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flowery  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pains, 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my 
When  Chrift  invites  my  foul  away, 

HYMN  LXXIV.    Long  Metre/ 

The  Church  the  Garden  of  Chrift.  Solomon's 
Soog,  iv.  i%9 13,  is,  and  ▼•  i* 

1  XTTE  are  %  garden  wall'd  around, 

V  V    Choicn  and  made  pecaliar  ground  ； 
A  little  ipot,  inclosed  by  grace. 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wildeniefs. 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrib  and  (pice  we  ftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand  5 
And  all  his  fprings  ia  Zion  flow. 

To  make  the  young  piantatioa  grow» 

3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  wind,  and  come. 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ； 
Spirit  divine,  defcend  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath* 

4  Make  our  bed  ibices  flow  abroad. 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God  : 
And  faith,  and  love,  and  joy  appear. 
And  cv^ry  grace  be  aftivc  here. 

^5  [Let  my  beloved  come  and  tafte 
His  pleafant  fruits  at  his  own  feaft  ； 
"  I  come,  my  fpouie,  I  come,M  lus  cries. 
With  love  and  pleafure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes. 
Well  pleas'd  to  fmell  our  pobr  perfumes, 
And  calls  us  to  a  fcaft  divine^ 
Sweeter  than  honey,  milk  or  wine. 

7  "  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 
^  The  bleffings  that  mj  Father  fends  ； 


B,  L       Hymn  74,  75.  63 

I       "  Your  taftc  fliall  all  my  dainties  prove, 
"  And  drink  abundance  of  my  love." 

I    8  Jeftisy  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 

f      And  iing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord  i 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live 

I      Demands  more  praife  than  tongue  can  give.] 

s      HYMN  LXXV.    Long  Metre. 

The  Definition  of  Ckrijt  the  Beloved.  Solomon's 
i  Song,  v.  9— ia,  14 ― x6. 

1  rTH  HE  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know 

JL     Why  I  fhould  love  my  Jefus  io  : 
j      "  What  are  his  charms,  fay  they^  above 
"  The  objeds  of  a  mortal  love  ？" 

2  Yes,  my  beloved  to  my  fight 

Shews  a  fweet  mixture,  red  and  white  : 
All  human  beauties>  all  divine, 
！      In  my  beloved  meet,  and  fhine. 

3  White  is  his  foul,  from  blemifh  free  ； 

；      Red  with  the  blood  he  ihed  for  me  %. 
The  faired  of  ten  thoufand  fairs  ； 
A  fun  amongfl;  ten  thoufand  ftars. 

4  [His  head  the  fineft  gold  excels  ； 

I      There  wifdom  in  perfedion  dwells, 
And  glory  like  a  crown  adorns 
Thofc  temples  once  befet  with  thorns. 

I  5  Compaffiorrs  m  his  heart  are  found, 
i      Clofe  by  the  fignals  of  his  wound  : 
j      His  facred  fide  no  more  flrall  bear 
\      The  cruel  fcourge,  the  piercing  fpean] 

\  6  [His  hands  are  fairer  to  bdiold 
r      Than  diamonds  fct  in  rings  of  gold  ； 
1      Thofc  heav'nly  hands,  that  on  the  tree 
1      Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for 


64  Hymi 수  75,  j6.       h.  L 

Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 
v'  Loaded  with  fins  and  agonies, 

Now,  on  the  throne  of  his  command, 
His  kgs  like  marble  pillars  ftand.] 

8  [His  eyes  are  majefty  and  love, 
The  eagle  tempered  with  the  dove  ； 
No  more  ihall  trickling  forrows  roll 
Through  thofe  dear  windows  of  his  foul.] 

9  His  moutii,  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints, 
Now  fmile^  and  cheers  his  fainting  faints  % 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 
Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees. 

10  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Muft  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ador'd  ； 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 

HYMN  LXXVL    Long  Metre. 

Chrifi  dwells  in  Heaven,  but  njtfiis  on  Earth.  Sol- 
omon's Song)  vi.  i,  2,  3,  12* 

1  TXTHEN  ftrangers  ftand  and  hear  me  tell 

What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell  ； 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  feek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  beft  beloved  keeps  his  throne 

On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown : 
But  he  defcends  and  fliows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  CIn  vineyards  planted  bj  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  ftand  ；  . 
He  feeds  among  the  fpicy  beds, 

^Where  lilies  fhow  tbeir  fpotkfs  heads. 


B.  1.      Hymn  j69  77,  65 

4  He  has  engrofs'd  my  warmcft  love, 
No  earthly  claams  mj  foul  can  move : 
I  have  a  manfioti  in  his  heart. 

Nor  ieaxh,$tor  hell,  fhaB  make  u&part.] 

5  [He  takes  my  ttml  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  {hows  me  where  his  glories  are  ； 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 

The  heavenly  rapture  can  defcribe, 

6  O  may  my  fpirit  daily  rife 

On  wings  of  faith  above  tht  fkies, 
Till  death  fhall  make  my  laft  remove, 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  love.  ] 

HYMN  LXXVIL    Long  Metre. 

The  Love  of  ChriJI  to  the  Churchy  in  his  Language 
to  bcr,  and  Pro'vifions  for  her*  Solomon's  Song, 
vii.  5,  6,  9,  12,  13. 

I  T^TOW,  in  the  gall'ries  of  his  grace, 
J^J   Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  fayi, 
"  How  fair  my  faints  are  in  my  fight, 
"  My  lore  bow  pleafant  for  delight  ！" 

t  Kmd  is  thy  language,  fov'rcign  Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  grace  in  ev'ry  word  ； 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  ftrcam  divine 
Flows  iweeter  than  the  choiceft  wine, 

3  Such  wond'rous  love  awakes  the  lip 

Gf  feints,  that  were  almoft  afleep,  -' 
To  fpeak  the  praifes  of  thy  name, 
And  make  our  cold  affe^ions  flam9» 

4  Thefe  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
Tn  fields  and  villages  below  : 
Gives  us  a  relifti  of  his  love, 

But  keeps  his  nobleft  feaft  above.  ' 


66        Hymn  77, 78,       B.  I 

5  In  Paradife,  within  the  gates. 
An  higher  entertainment  waits  ； 
Fruits  new  and  old,  laid  vp  in  ftore» 
Where  wc  (hall  feed,  bat  tibirfi;  no  more. 

HYMN  LXXVffl.    Long  Metre. 

The  Strength  of  CbrtJPs  Love,  and  tbe  SouPs 
Jealo-jjj  of  her  own,  Solomon's  Song,  viii. 
J— 7»  <3>  14- 

I  "TX7"HO  is  this  fair  one  in  diftrds, 
V  V    That  travels  from  the  wildernefs, 
And  prefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  fins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  fte  leans  ？ 

Z  This  is  the  fpoufe  of  Chrift  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafiires  of  his  Uood  ； 
And  her  requeft,  and  her  complaints 
Is  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  faint. 

3  M  O  let  my  name  engraven  (bmd 

#w  Both  on  thy  heart,  and  on  thy  haad  ； 
"  Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
"  That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there, 

4  "  Stronger  thaa  death  thy  love  is  knowaa 
w  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown; 
"  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 

"  To  quench  a  fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  "  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

"  Left  it  fliould  once  from  thee  depart  ； 
"  Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprds'd 
"  As  a  fair  iignet  on  my  breaft. 

6  "  Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
"  Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come  ； 
"  Thy  count'nance  let  me  often  fee, 

V  Aiid  pftea  thou  jQialt  bear  from  me« 


B.  I.       Hymn  78, 79.  67 

7.  "  Come,  my  beloved,  hafte  a 뼤 r, 
"  Cut  fhort  the  hours  of  thy  delay  ； 
"  ¥ij  like  a  youthful  hart  or  rce 
"  Orer  the  bills  where  fpices  grow." 

HYMN  LXXIX.    Long  Metre. 

A  Morning  Hjmn»  Pfalm  xix.  $t  8*  and  IxadiL  94f  %s* 

1  ^1  OD  of  the  morning,  환  whole  voice 
VJT  The  cheerful  fun  makes  hafte  to  rife, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  ikies  ； 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  eaft 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And,  without  wearinefs  or  rdl^ 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  iliints* 

3  Oh,  like  the  fun,  may  I  fulfil 
Th，  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ； 
With  ready  mind  and  adive  will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way,, 

4  [But  I  fhall  rove  and  lofe  the  race, 
If  God,  my  ftm,  ihould  difappear, 

'  And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze9 
To  follow  cv'ry  wand'ring  ftar.]  * 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightning  our  beclouded  eyes  ； 

Thy  threat'nings  juft,  thy  promife  fore  ； 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife. 

i  Give  me  thy  counfel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  blifs  ； 
All  my  deHres  and  hopes  beflde 
Are  faint  and  cold9  compar'd  with  this.  ᅳ 


68        Hymn  80, 81.  B.l. 
HYMN  LXXX.   Long  Metre. 

An  Etxning  Kjmn.  Pia.  ir.  8.  &  iii.  jf  6.  &  crim.  S. 

i  T^HUS  fer  the  Lord  bas  kd  me  on, 
JL   Thus  far  his  pow'r  prok»igs  my  (feys, 
And  cv^ry  evVmg  (hall  make  known 
Some  frefli  memorial  of  his  grace. 

t  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  wafte» 
And  I,  p^rl^ps,  am  near  my  home  % 
But  ke  forgives  my  follies  paft, 
He  gives  roe  ftrength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  deep  ； 
Peace  is  die  pillow  for  my  head  ； 
While  weli-appoiQted  angels  keep 
Their  watchfiil  ftatkms  round  my  bed* 

4  In  vam  the  fbns  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thoufand  frightftd  things  ； 
My  God  in  fefety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  &adow  of  bis  wings. 

5  fFaith  m  his  name  fitrbids  my  fear  t 
O  may  thy  prefence  ne'er  dspstt  i 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindnefs  of  thy  heart. 

6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  fliall  come. 
My  £efli  IhaH  nfft-bencath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  roufe  my  tomb, 
With  fwcet  falvation  in  the  fotuid.] 

HYMN  LXXXI.    Long  Metre. 

A  Song  fir  Morning  or  E'vening^    Bam,  ill. 
Ifa.  xlv.  7, 

1  lk/TY  God,  how  endleft  is  thy  love  ！ 
JLVJL  Thy  gifts  ate  cv'rjr  ev'ning  new  j 
And  morning  mercies,  from  abwe, 
ᅳ  Gently  dilUUikc  earl^d^ 


B.  L       Hymn  81,  82.  69 

2  Thou  ipreadft  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  fleeping  hours  5 
Thy  fbv'reign  word  reftores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command  5 
To  thee  I  confecrate  my  days  ； 
Perpetual  blefllngs  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

HYMN  LXXXIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

God  Jar  above  all  Creaturfs  ；  or.  Mam  vain  and 
mortal.  Job  iv.  17 ― 2z. 

1  QH ALL  the  vile  r^ce  of  fleft  ani  blood 
O  Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  \ 
Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 
More  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  he  ！ 

2  Behold  he  puts  his  truft  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne  ； 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  juft,  nor  wife, 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  duft  and  dwell  in  clay  ！ 
Tpuch'd  by  d^^^g^^^iy  wrath. 
We  faint  anc!^BilWflce^e  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 

We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight : 
Bury'd  in  duft  whole  nations  lie 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Pow'r,  to  thee  we  bow  : 
How  frail  are  we,  how  glorious  thou  ！ 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  (hall  dare 
With  an  ej^j^^j^^^^re. 


7o       Hymn  83, 84.       B.  L 


HYMN  LXXXni.   Common  Metre. 

and  Death  muter  Pr^videnu*  JobY.6— 8. 
OT  from  the  d«ft  affliction  grows, 
Nor  troubles  rife  bj  chance  ； 
Yet  we  arc  born  to  cares  and  woes  ； 
A  fad  inheritance  ！ 

2  As  fparks  break  oat  from  burning  coals, 

And  dill  are  upwards  borne  ； 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  fouls, 
Aikl  man  grows  up  to  myurn : 

3  Yet  mth  ray  God  I  leave  my  caufe, 
/         And  traft  his  promis*d  grace  ： 

ᅳ  I、    Hi  rules  me  bj  hts  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteouihefs. 

^4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e*er  I  bore 
'y)        Shall  fpoil  my  foture  peace  : 

I     For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
'L        Than  what  my  Father  pleaie. 

HYMN  LXXXIV.    Long  Metre? 

Salvation,  Migbteoufnefsf  and  Strength  in  Chrjf， 
Ifa.  xlv.  21 ᅳ 

i  TEHOVAH  fpealts,  let  Ifrael  hear,  . 
J  Let  ^11  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear, 
X     While  God^HMI  proclaims 
His  fov'reign  honours  and  his  names  : 

a  "  I  am  the  Laft,  and  I  the  Plrft,'  •  ' 
"  The  Saviour-God,  and  God  the  Juft  ； 
"  There's  none  l>eficlc  pretends  to  fhew 
"  Such  juftice.and  falration  too. 
3  "  [Yc  that  in  fliades  of  darknefs  dwell, 
"  Juft  oa  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 
"  Lopk  up  to  me  from  diftant  lands, 


B,  1.       Hymn  84，  85.  71 

4  **  I  by  ray  holy  name  have  fwora, 
[   "Nor  fhall  the  word  ta  vain  return, 
"  To  me  ihall  all  things  bend  the  loiee, 
"  And  ev'rj  tongue  (hall  fwear  to  me.] 

|5  "  In  me  alone,  fiiall  men , confefs, 
'   "  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs  : 
"  But  fv^ch  as  dare  defpife  my  name, 
"  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  fliame, 

'\6  "  In  me,  the  Lord,  fhall  all  the  feed 
1  "  Of  Ifiad  from  ,  their  fins  be  freed, 
I  "  And  by  their  ihining  graces  prove 
,  "Their  int'reft  in  my  pard'ning  love." 

1  HYMN  LXXXV,    Short  Metre. 

！  The  fame* 

I    nP'HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

JL    His  godhead  from  his  throne  i 
1  "  Mcrty  and  juftice  are  the  names 
I      "  B7  which  I  will  be  known. 

ft    "  Ye  dying  fouls,  that  fit 
I •    "In  darknefs  and  diftreft, 
"  Look  from  the  borders  of  the  ptt 
(i  To  mj  recov'ring*  grace." 

3    Sinners  (hall  hear  the  Ibund  \ 
Their  thankful  tongues  (hall  own, 
"  Our  righteoufnefs  and  ftrength  is  found 
"  In  thee,  the  Lotd,  alcme." 

^    In  thee  ftall  Ifrael  truft, 
And  fee  their  guilt  forgiven  ； 
God  will  pronounce  the  fmners  jufl> 
And  take  th^  iamts  to  hcav'n. 


yi  Hymn  86,  87,  B,  L 
HYMN  LXXXVI.   Common  Metre. 

God  holj9  jufit  and  fiverHgtu   Job  ix»  % ~ 10. 
j  "!•  TOW  ihould  the  £bns  of  Adam's-  race 
_L  X    Be  pure  before  their  God  ！  - 
If  he  contend  in  righteoufnefs, 
Wc  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  mj  words  and  thoughts 

111  make  no  more  pmence  ； 
Not  one  of  all  my  thou/aiid  faults 
Can  bear  a  juft  defence, 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wife  5 

What  vadn  prefumers  dare 
Againft  their  Maker's  hand  to  rife, 
Qr  'tempt  th，  unequal  war  ？ 

4  [Mountains,  by  his  almightywrath, 

From  their  old  feats  are  torn^ 
He  (hakes  the  earth  from  foutk  to  north. 
And  all  her  pillars  moutn. 

5  He  bids  the  fun  forbear  to  rife, 

Th，  obedient  fun  forbears  ； 
His  hand  with  fackcloth  fpreads  the  fldes, 
And  feals  up  all  the  ftars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  fea  ；  • 

Flies  on  die  ftormy  wind  ； 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wond*rous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footfteps  find.]   

HYMN  LXXXVn.    Long  Metre. 

Gsd  dwells  (with  the  Humble  and  Penitent.  Ifa.  lm 
16.  , 

THUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  ； 
"  My  n2ixne  is  God,  I  dwell  on  higb* 
"  Dwell  jri  tnv  own  eternity 


H,  I.      Hymn  87,  88,  y% 

Z  "  Bat  I  4efcend  to  worlds  below, 
"  On  earth  I  hatve  a  manfion  too  ； 
"  The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
"  I«  an  abode  o£  my  delight. 

3  "  Tfefc  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
"  I  bid  the  mourning  fmner  live  ； 

"  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
"  And  eafe  die  forrows  of  the  mind. 

4  When  I  contend  againft  their  fip， 

"  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  ； 
"  But  fhould  my  wradi  for  ever  fmcke9 
"  Their  fouls  would  fink  beneath  my  ftroke." 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  fhould  faint,  defpair,  and  die  ！ 
Thus  fhall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chaft^ing  love.] 

HYMN  LXXXVffl.   Long  Metre, 

lffir9  the  Dmjf  of  Gr^ce  mid  H^e.  EocL  ix*  10V 

1  T   I F  £  is  the  time  to  fcrrc  the  Lord,  H 
%  j  The  time  t'  infure  the  great  reward  ； 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  bur»i  ) 

«    *The  vilcft  linner  may  return.  / 

2  [LUe  is  the  hour  that  God  has  ghr*a 
To  'fcape  from  hell,  and  %  to  heav'a  ； 
Tbfi  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  bkfEngs  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  mttft  die» 
But  all  the  dead  forgottfiR  lie  ； 
Their  mem ，！ 7  and  their  fenfe  are  gone^ 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Thdir  hatred  . and  their  love-  arc  loft. 
Their  envy  bvarfd  in  the  daft )  ^ 


74       Hymn  88,89.  B.I 

They  have  no  flu^e  in  all  that's  done  -  , 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.  3  " 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  ddign  to  dof  j 
：  My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pmibe; 

Since  no  device  nor  work  is  fo«ad»  > 
^7  Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  bemskth  die  ground* 

6  There  are  no  ads  of  pardon  p^t'd 
In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  hafte  ； 

\  But  darknefs,  death*  and  long  defpairy 
j  Reign  in  eternal  fiknee  there. 

HYMN  LXXXEX.    Long  Metre.  | 

Toutb  and  JudgmenU    Eccle.  xL  9.  j 

1  yiTE  fons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue,  ： 
Tafte  the  delights  your  fouls  dpfire,  \ 
.  And  give  a  loofe  to  all  your  fire; 

2  Purfuc  the  pleafnres  you  defign^  ； 
And  cheer  your  hearts  with  fongs  and  viae  f  : 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth  ；  but  know»  1 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too.  ！ 

3  God,  from  on  high,  beholds  your  tfaottghts;  i 
His  book  records  your  fecret  faults  ；  '  ； 
The  works  of  darknefs  you  have  done  ' 
Muft  all  appear  befom  the  fun.  j 

4  The  vengeance,  to  your  follies  due^ 
Should  (hike  your  hearts  with  terror  thro'; 
How  will  ye  iland  before  his  ,  face, 

Or  anfwer  for  his  injor'd  grace  ？ 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  thefe  alluring  vanities. 

And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word  - 
■k  Awake  their  fouls  to  fear  .the  JLoidL  ！ 


B,  1      Hym»  96，  91,  7,? 
HYMN  XC.    Common  Metre. 

The  Jhme. 

1  T   O,  the  ycrang  tribes  of  Adam  rife, 
I  a   And  Uirough  all  nature  rove, 
Fulfil  tkt  wifhes  of  their  eyes, 

And  tafte  the  joys  the^  lovel 

2  They  «vc  a  looie  to  wild  defires  ； 

But  let  the  finners  know 
THe  ftriA  account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  the  works  they  do, 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high, 

The  flighted  earth  and  feas 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  ^ee  before  his  face. 

4  How  (hall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 

And  ftand  the  fiery  teft  ？  . 
I'd  give  all  mortal  joys  away 

To  be  for  ever  bkft*   -  . 

HYMN  XCI. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Advice  to  Tmth  j  or.  Old  Age  and  Death  in  an 

unconverted  State.  /Eccl.  xii.  i9  7.  Ifa.  Ixv.  2Q. 
»i  "XTOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
X%   Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  haft'ning  on, 
When  you  (Wl  fay,  "  Mf  joys  are  gorje*" 

a  Behold  the  aged  finner  goes,  < 

'  Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  wo^s,  v 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead,  / 
With  endlefs  cutfee  on  his  head. 

3  The  duft  returns  to  duft  again  j 
The  foul  in  agonies  of  pain  : 
Abends  to  God  ；  not  there  to  dwell,  .  ,  •  ' 
But  hears  h«r  doom,  and  finks  to  hell.  ^ 


It 


Hymn  91,  92, 


B.I. 


4  Eternal  King  !•  I  fear  thy.  name  ； 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ； 
And  when  my  foul  mull  hence  rcmovti 
Give  me  a  manfion  in  thy  lovc^ 

ᅳ HYMN  XCU.    Shon  Metre. 

Cbnft  the  mfdmn  of  GW.   Prov.  vfif.  f,  2a— 3a, 

1  에 ALL  -wKfdom  crj  aloud, 

O  And  not  her  fpecch  b«  heard  ？ 
Th«  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
Deferves  it  no  regard  ？ 

2  "I  was  his  chief"  delight, 
"  His  werlaftmg  Son, 

"  Before  the  firft  of  all  his  works, 
"  Creation^  was  begun. 

，     ["  Before  the  ffying  clouds, 
i*  Before  the  folid  Tandy 
"  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4     "  When  he  adorn'd  the  flcics, 
"  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
"  To  order  when  the  fun  ftould  rife, 
"  And  lparihal  cv'ry  ftan 
1-     "  When  be  pour'd  out  the  fea, 
"  And'fpread  the  flowing  deep  ； 
"  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
"  in  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

^     ««  Upon  the  exjipty  air, 

**  The  earth  was  balanc'd  well  ； 
"  With  joy  I  iaw  th«  manfion  whew 
"  The  fons  of  men  fhould  dwell. 

7     "  My  bufy  thoughts  at  firft 
I       «  On  their  f^vation  ran. 


B*  L       Hymk  93, 94>  77 

"  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  Adam's  duft 
"  Was  faihioa'd  to  a  man. 

S     "  Then  com«9  t^he  my  giace» 
"  Yc  cfuldren,  and  be  wife  s 
"  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
"  The  man  that  fluuft  tbem  dios/' 

HYMN  XCffl.    Long  Metre. 

CSffi^9  or  Wijdam  ob^ed^or  rffijhi*  Prov.vxii,  34-36. 

1  HTH  US  faith  the  wifdom  of  the  Lord, 

•L  "Blcfe'd  is  the  man  that  bears  iaj  word  ； 
«*  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
u  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 

2  "  The  foul  that  feeks  zne,  (hall  obuin 
"  Immortal  wealth,  and  heav'nly  gain  ； 
"  Immortal  life  is  his  reward* 

"  Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

S  u  But  the  vile  wtstch  that  flies  from  me, 
"  Doth  his  own  foul  an  injury  ； 
"  Fools,  that  againft  my  grace  rebel, 
w  Seek  deatb9  and  love  the  road  to  hell/, 

HYMN  XCIV.    Common  Metre. 

Jufifcation  by  Fahb9  net      Works  ；  «r»  the  Lavt 
condpmrUf  Grace  jufiijku   Rom*  BL 

XTAIN  are  the  hopes  the  (bns  of  men 

V     On  their  own  works  haye  built  $ 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  nnciean. 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 

Let  Jew  and  Gentile  ftop  their  mouths, 

Without  a  munn'rinc;  word. 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adsun  ftand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord,  ― 


78        Hymn..95q9^*      A  표, 

3  In  vatirwc  a&  God's  rigfatema  farw 

To  jufttfy  us  "  now,  :  - 
Since  to  conwpec  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  che  .bw  .can  do* 

4  Jefus,  how  glptfcus  is  Ay  graee 

Whtn  in  thy  mme  we  truft  ！ 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteotifiiefs 
*"     That  makes  the  fix 슈에   ᅳ 

H、YMN  XGV/J  Common  Metw. 

Regeneration.   John  i,  13.  and  iu.  3»^cc. 
j  "VTOT  all  the  outward  forms  im  earth, 
XN    Nor  rites  tb^t  God  has  giv'n,  . 
Nor  will  of  m^in,  nor  hlood9  nor  bixth, 

Can  r^ife  a  ibiil  to  heav，n: 

2  Tbfi  fov'rcigo  will  of  God  abo^ 

Creates  us  heirs  of  .grace .; 
Born  in  the  Image  of  his  Sop, 
,         A  new  peiuljar  racp. 

3  Hie  Spirit,  like  fow  hcav'nlj.wjRd, 

Blows  on  the  Ibns  oiF  flefh,  ' 
New-models  all  the  carnal  inind^ 
.       An4  forms  the^man  afrefii. 

4  Our  quicken'd  fouls  awake  and  rife 

From  the  long'flccp  of  death  ； 
On  heavenly  things  we  fir  our  eyes, 
And  ptaife  employs  our  brea^. 

HYMN  XCVI.  '  Common  Jtfetrc. 

Bkaion  excludes  ^oqfiin^    I  Con  i,  i^r^u 

i  TD  UT  f«w  ampng  the  carnal ,y4fe, 
JlJ    But  few  of  uobie  nice, 
Obtain  the  favour  of  thine  eyes, 
^      Almighty  King  of  grace  ！ 


jB^L       Hymn  96, 97， 

2  He  takes  the  men  of  paeaneft  nane  ᅮ 
For  foni  and  Ihcirs  of  God  ； 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  Aame 
On  honourable  blood* . 

"  3  He  calls  the  fodl,  and  makes  him  know 
The  myll'ries  of  his  grace  ； 
To  bring  aipirin^:  wifdom  low,  ―  - 
,.A»d  all  its  pndc  aba&. 

4  Nature  has  all  .  its  glories  loft, 

When  Brought  before  his  .thooae  ； 
No  fleih  ihall  in  his  prcftn^e  ^boaft9 
^        But  in  the  ALo^d  ^Joxie. 

}     HYMN  XCVn.    Long  Metre. 

j    CbriJI  our  W$fdomf  RigbieQufiufii  ftc  s  Cor.  L  50. 

BURY'D  in  fliadows  of  (be  night, 
Wc  lie  tUlCbriH  reftor^  the  light  1 
Wifdom  defcends  to  heal  the  blind« 
And  chafe  the  darknds  of  the  mind. 

Our  뼤 fouls  arc  drown'd  in  tears 수 
Tfll  his  atoning  blood  appears : 
Then  wc  awake  from  deep  diftrefs. 
And  fingy  The  Lord  our  RigbteQufnefs. 

Our  very  fratf^  is  mixM  with  fin,  S 
Mis  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean  ；  、-, 
Such  wrtues  from  hts  lUff 'rings  &avrf  ^ 
At  once  to  cleanfe  and  pardon  too. 

Jefus  fbeholds  where  Satan  ragns, 
Biadm^;  his  flaves  in  heavy  chains  ； 
He  fets  the  pris'ners  free,  and  breaka 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  neck«.  ^ 


80  ,     Hymn  98,  g^.    .  Kl 

5  Poor  helplefs  worms  in  thee  poifeis 
Grace,  wifdom,  pow'r  and  tighteonfiids  ； 
Thon  art  our  mighty  AH,  and  wc 
Give  our  whole  felves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

•  HYMN  XCVIH.    Short  Metre. 

1  The  /ami, 

I     T  TOW  heavy  is  the  night 

A  A    That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
'Till  Chrift  witb  b»     Mug  light 
？ Over  our  fouls  ari&  I 

%     Our  guflty  (pints  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  hesurV; 

'   But  in  his  righteoufnefi  array*d 
Wc  fee  our  ibs  forgiv'n. 

3  -  Unholr  ^nd  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways, 
His  hands  infe^ed  nature  cure 
^    With  faiiAifying  grace. 

4  The  powVs  of  hdl 
To  hold  our  fouls  in 

He  fcts  the  fbns  of  bon< 
And  breaks  the  enrfed 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways. 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ； 

Thy  fov'reign  pow，r,  tkf  besding  gracef 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  XCIX.    Common  Metref 

Stones  made  the  Cbildrm  of  Abraham  ；  6rf  Graa 
not  eon'veyed  by  r^igioiu  Parents*   Matt.  iiL  9* 
z  TTAIN  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
V      Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 
^  Defcended  from  a  pious  race, 
(Their  fathers  now  with  God.) 


Hymn  ioo5  ioi,  8x 


2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  take  the  hmrdeft  ftones, 
'   .   And  fill  the  houfe  of  Abr'am  well 
With  new  created  fons. 

3  Such  wcflid'rons  p6W*r  doth  he  poficfs9  * 
\  Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 

Who  call'd  the  world  from  cmptio^s  ； 
'         The  world  obey'd,  and  came,  


HYMN  C.     Long  Metre, 

Brieve,  and  be  fnved,    John  iii.  16— x8« 
i  "VT  ᄋ  T  ta  condemn  the  fons  rf  men 


—ᅵ  ■■■,,■■■«■  f  _  , 
His  bands  a.  tboufand  blcffings  gS 

4  But  venffeadb^  and  damnation  lie 
On  rtb&  who  r^fttfe  his'  grace  ； 
Who  God's  Son  defpife, 

The  hotteft  hell^  flxall  be  their  place. 

HYMN  CL ᅳ Long  Metre- 

Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinner,  Lube  xv.  7,  x^ 
I  "TTTTHO  can  defcribe  the  jdys  that  rifej 
VV    through  all  Ac  courts  of  patadifc, 

To  fee  a  prodigal  return, 

To  fee  an  heir  of  glory  born  ？  . 


82      Hymn  101，  10^     B.  !• 


With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  lore  ； 
The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  fees 
The  purchafe  ^£  hb  ponies. 

The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  vitw 
The  holj  foul  ht  form'd  anew  ； 
And  fiuikt  and  wageh  iom  to  fiag 
Tht  growing  empire  ot  their  King* 


HYMN  CIL     Long  Metre. 


The  Beatitudes.   Mitt  v.  % ― u. 
I  Tl  LEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
J3  Their  eznpdnels  and  poverty  ； 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  kid  up  in  heav'n. 

%  Bkft，d  arc  "the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart  i 
The  blood  of  Chnft  divmely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  thtir  woes. 

3  BldTs'd  are  the  meek,  who  (land  afar 

,  From  rage  and  padion,  noife  and  war  ； 
Goi  will  fecure  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 

4  BlcfsM  are  the  fouls  that  thirft  for  grace. 


They  fhall  be  well  (Sfff^'d  and  fed 
With  living  ftreams  and  living  bread* 
5  Bl?fs*d  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ； 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  ihsill  thej  <4>tain> 
Like  fympatby  and  lore  again. 
Blefs'd  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  dpA 


defiling  pow'r  ct  &ni 


B.  I.     Hymn  103，  104, 


With  endleis  pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  ipotlefs  puritf. 

7  Blefi 냐 d  are  the  men  of  pdecefril  Vfef 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  $ 
They  iiaU  be  call'd.  the  heirs  of  bliis, 
The  fons  of  Godt  the  God  of  peact* 

；  8  Bkft  are  the  MPrets  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  ftame  for  Jtifas,  fstke  ； 
Their  foals  fhall  triumph  iii  the  Lord  ； 
Glory  and  joy  art  their  reward.   

HYMN  CIIL    Common  Metre. 

Not  ajhamei  of  the  Gq/peL   %  Tim.  i.  i». 

；  i  T'M  not  afliam'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
JL    Or  to  defend  bis  caafe» 
Maintain  the  hohour  of  his  \^ord» 
The  glory  of  his  crofs. 

2  Jefns»  mj  God  ！  I  know  his  name  ； 

His  name  is  all  my  truft  : 
Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  fliame, 
'       Nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 

3  Knn  as  his  throne,  l\is  promise  fiants. 

And  he  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
I       TiS  the  decifire  hour. 

'  4  Then  will  he  own^ny  worthleis  name 
1       Before  his  Father's  face. 
And  in  the  ne^  Jerufalem 
_   Appoint  my  foul  a  place, 

HYMN  CIV*   Common  Metre. 

A  State  rf  Nature  and    Grace*    1  Cor.  vi.  iof  xi. 
1  T^TOT  the  malicious  or  profanef 
JLN    The  wsuuoa  or  the  proud. 


84      Hymn  104^  xo^.     B>  L 

Nor  thieves^  nor  iland'rers,  ftall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

2  Surprifing  grace  ！  and  fach  were  we 

By  nature  and  by  " 
Heirs  of  immortal 
Unholy  and  one 

3  But  wc  are  walb'd  in  Jcfixs*  blood, 

We,re  panioa'd  duougb  his  name } 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  oar  God 
Has  ian^ify'd  <mr  frame. 

4  O  for  a  pcrfevering  pow'r 

To  keep  thy  juft  commands  ！ 
Wc  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands.  

HYMN  CV.    Common  Metre. 

Heaven  invifible  and  My.   I  Cor.  u*  9,  io»  Rev. 
xxi.  »7. 

1  "VTO R  eye  hath  feei^  nor  car  has  heard, 
x\    Ndr  fenfe  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 

For  thofe  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  : 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  flcy, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ； 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  fee  or  ufte  tlie  blifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  for  arer  bar 

Pollution,  fin  and  fhame  ； 
None  /hall  obtain  admittance  thcif,  1 
Bm.  foU'wew  of  the  Lamb. 


R  L      Hymn  106，  107^  85 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  lift, 
There  all  their  names  are  found  ； 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  (hall  ftiive 
\        To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

HYMN  CVI. ᅳ" Short  Metre. 

Dead  to  Sift  by  the  Crofs  ^GbryU  Rom.  vL  i,  6. 

1  HALL  we  go  on  to  &i9 
O  Bccaufc  thy  grace  abounds  ？ 

Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  bis  wounds  I 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  \ 
Nor  let  k  e'er  be  faid, 

That  we,  whofe  fins  are  crucify'^,  、 
Should  raife  them  from  the  dead*  " 

3  We  will  be  flaves  no  morej 

Since  Chrift  hath,  made  us  free,  * 
Has  rmVd  our  tyrants  to  his  crofs,  ' 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

HYMN  CVIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

The  Fall  and  Recovery  of  Man  ；  or,  Cbrift  and 
Satan  at  enmity.  Gen.  iii.  i9 15, 17.  Gal.  iv.  4* 
CoLii.  ij.  : 

1  TTXECEIV^  by  fubde  fnares  of  hell, 
JL#    Adam,  our  head,  our  father,  fell } 
When  jfatan,  in  the  ferpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  Gad  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threat ，！ ling  :  death  began 
To  take  pofleffion  of  the  man  ； 

His  unborn  race  received  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curfes  fmote  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worfe  reward  ； 

Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  LorJ,  ' 
H  * 


86      Hymn  108,109,     B.  1 

"  Let  everlafting  hatred  be 
"  Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 
'  4-  "  The  woman's  feed  (hall  be  my  Son  ； 
；    "  He  flmU  deftroy  what  thou  kaft  deme  ； 
*    "  Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feci  ； 
'-  "  Thy  malice  ragmg  at  his  h«d*"  i 

5  [He  fpafce— *and  bid  four  thouiaad  jears  ： 
Roll  on  ； ^*at  kngdi  his  Son  appears  ； 
Angels  with  joj  defcend  to  earthf  | 
And  fing  the  youfig  Redeemer's  biith*  j 

6  Lo  ！  by  the  fons  of  hdl  he  dies  ；  ！ 
But,  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  ikies, 

/   He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  trimnph'd  o'er  th^  pow'rs  belov.J  ᅳ 

■    HYMN  CVHL ᅳ Short  Metre.7  | 

Cbrifi  unfeen  and  beloved,   t  Pet.  u  8.  ！ 

1  T^TOT  with"  our  mortal  cjes 
JlN     Have  wc  beheld  the 、 Lord; 

Yet  wc  rejoice  to  hear  his  name. 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  tre  want  the  fight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ； 

Yet,  Lord,  oar  intnoft  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  wc  tafte  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unipeakable,  like  thofe  above. 

And  heav'n  begins  below.         ,  ,  ᅳ 

ᅳ HYMN  CIX. ᅳ Long  Metre^ 

the  Value  of  Cbrtji  and  bh  RigHewfnefs,  Ph3. 
iiil  7,  8,  9. 

1  ^^TO  m 어,  my  God,  I  boail  no  more 
«LN  Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ^ 


R  L     Hy»in  109，  iio.  87 

.  I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  truft  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  I  count  ,my  lots  : 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  fhame, 
And  nml  my  glory  to  kU  cro&* 

3  Yes,  and  I  maft  and  will  efteem 
All  things  but  lofs  for  Jefus'  fake  : 
O  may  my  foul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteoufnefs  partake. 

4  The  beft  obedience  of  my  bands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne  ； 
But  faith  can  atifwcr  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

HYMN  CX.    Common  Metre. 

Death  and  immediate  Glory,     %  Cor.  v.  1,  5, 
i  r  J  "HERE  is  a  houle  not  made  with  hands, 
효     Eternal  and  on  high  ； 
And  here  raj  fpirit  waiting  ftands^ 
Tfll  God  fhall  bid  it  fly. 

%  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 
Mttft  be  diffolv'd,  and  fall  ； 
Then,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 

3  Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace. 

That  forms  thee  fit  fer  heav'n  \ 
And,  »s  an  eamcft  of  the  place. 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giy'n, 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  consc  ； 
{       Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ； 

*  But  while  the  body  is  our  homey 
We're  abfent  from  the  Lord, 


88      Hymn  iio，  iii,     B.  I 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace, 
But  we  had  rather  fee  ； 
We  would  be  abfcnt  from  die  flefh, 
And  prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  CXI.    Common  Metre. 

Salivation  by  Grace*   Titus  &i.  3,  7. 

1  [T  ORD»  we  confefs  ournum'ious  faukst 

^    How  great  our  guilt  has  been! 
Fooliih  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  fin* 

2  But,  O  mj  foul,  for  ctct  praifb. 

For  ever  love  his  name. 
Who  turn?  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  vnjs 
Of  folly,  fm,  and  fhame.] 

3  [，Tis  not  by  works  of  righteoufnefs 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ； 
But  we  are  fa'v'd  by  fbv，reign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son.] 

4  ，Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ； 
，Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  fouls  are  wafli'd  from  fin. 

5  *Tis  through  th«  purchafc  of  his  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  fent  down  to  breathe 
On  fucfa  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ； 

And  jullify'd  by  grace, 
We  fhall  appear  in  glory  top, 
And  fee  our  Father's  face. 


B.  I,  Hymn  na,  113,  89 
HYMN  CXn. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Tife  brazen  Serpent  ；  or.  Looking  to  Jefuj.  John  iii. 
ver.  14 ― 1 6. 

1  OO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raife 
O    The  brazen  ferpent  high  ；  • 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  eafe. 

The  camp  forbore  to  die* 

2  "  Look  upward  in  the  dving  hour, 

"  And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  } 
But  Chrift  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung  ；  , 

High  in  the  he^v'ns  he  Mjif^m  t^fp^ 
Here  fmners,  by  th,  old  ferpent  ftung, 
Look,  an4  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up/ 

A  dying  world  revives  ； 
The  Jew  behold^  the  glorious  hope, 
Th，  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

HYMN  CXIII.    Common  Metre, 

Jbrabam, s  Blejfing  on  the  Qentiles.  Gen.  xvii.  *j, 
Rom,  xv.  8.  Mark  x.  14. 

1  T  T  O W  large  the  promife  i  how  divine, 
XJL    Tq  Abr'am  and  his  feed  ！ 

"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
"  Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extenfive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ； 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  feals  the  blefling  ftire. 

3  Jrfus  the  ancient  fhkh  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n  \ 


go     Hymn  114,  115.  B.L 

He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of'  heav'n.  . 
4  Our  God,  how  faUh&d  are  his  ways  ！ 
His  love  endures  the  iame  ； 

Nor  firom  the  promife  of  his  grace. 
Blots  out  t|ic  children's  name.  

HYMN  CXIV*    Common  Metre, 

The  fame*   JRomans  xi*  i6»  17. 

1  f^i  ENTILES  by  nature,  vrt  belong 
VX   To  the  wild  olive  wood  ； 
Grace  ukes  us  from  the  barren  tree. 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  fiune  bleffings,  grace  endows 

The  Gentik  and  the  Jew  ； 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
Such  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  kt  the  children  of  the  ^aint^ 

Be  dedicate  to  God  ； 
Pour  out  thy  fpirit  on  them,  Lo^d> 
And  waft  them  in  thy  blood* 

4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  feed 

Shall  thy  falvation  come, 
And  num'rous  houfholds  meet  at  laft 
In  one  eternsil  heme  _ 

HYMN  CXV,    Common  Metre. 

Conxion  of  Sin  by  the  Law*  Romans  viL  8,  h 
14,  44. 

1  T"  O  RD,  how  leeure  my  cmi&knoe  was, 
1  j    And  felt  no  iRwai^i  dztad  ！ 

I  was  aMve  without  the  law. 
And  thought  my  fins  wet&  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n, were  firm  mi  bright; 

But  fincc  the  precept  came 


B.  L     Hymn  115,  n6>  gi 

With  a  conyincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find        vile  I  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  before, 
Till  terribly-  I  faw ' 
How  perfedf  holy,  juft,  and  pure, 
I         Was  thine  eternal  law.  ' 

！    4  Tlien  felt  my  ibol  the  hea?y  load  ； 
：         My  fins  rcTiv'd  again  } 

I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God9 
And  all  my  hopes  were  flain.] 

1    5  Pm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Under  the  pow*r  of  fin  ； 
：       I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
'         Nor  keep  my  confeience  clean, 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath, 
For  {coat  kind  pow，r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death. 
And  thus  redeem  the  flavc. 

HYMN  CXVL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour*  MattQ.  xxit  3  7— 40* 

1  T^HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command, 

"  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  tmite, 
J       "  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God» 
"  With  utmoft  vigour  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  ftall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 
"  Share  dime  afe^ion  and  eftccm  ；  * 

"  And  let  tby  kindnefs  to  thyfclf 
"  Meafttre  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  (poke, 
This  did  die  prdphcts  preach  and  prove  ； 
For  want  of  this,  the  law  is  lm>ke»  ― 

|.     An4  the  trholc  law's  fuliU'd  hj  lovr  ᅳ 


g2      Hymn  116,  117.     B.  L 

4  But  Oh  ！  how  bafc  our  paffions  are  ！ 
How  cold  our  charity « and  zeal  ！ 
JLord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fircf 
Or  we  (hall  ne'er  perform  thy  wilL 

HYMN  CXVIL    Long  Metre- 

EleBion  fruereign  and  free*     Romans  ix.  21—24. 

t  [TOEHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay! 
J3  He  forim  his  veflels  as  he  pleafe; 
Such  is  onr  God  ；  and  fuch  are  we» 
The  fabjeds  of  his  :juft  decrees. 

3  Doth  not  the  workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mafs,  which  part  to  choofe. 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end. 
And  which  to  leave  for  Tiler  ufe  ？ J 

3  May  not  the  fov'rcign  Lord  on  high 
Difpenie  his  favours  as  he  will  ； 
Choofe  fonge  to  life,  while  Others  die. 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  ftill  > 

4.  [What  if,  to  make  his  terror  known. 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure,  , 
SuflF'ring  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 
And  feal  their  own  deftrudlion  fare  ？ 

5  What  if  he  means  to  (hew  his  grace, 
And  his  electing  love  employs 

To  mark  out  fome  of  mortal  rac 하 
And  form  them  fit  for  heav'i>ly  joys  ？ ] 

6  Shall  man  reply  againft  the  Lord». 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft. 
The  thunder  o(  whofe  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufuid  worlds  to  dud  ？ 

7  But,  O  my  foul,  *  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  ai^  confoimd  thy  figbtf 


B.  L      Hymn  117,  118.  93； 

Yet  ftill  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 

8  Then  he  fliall  make  his  juftice  kuown, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  fliall  confefs 
The  glory  of  his  righteoufnefs. 

HYMN  CXVHI.    Short  Metre. 

Mafij  and  Chrifi  ；  or9  Sin  againft  the  Law  and 
GofpeL  John  i.  1 7.  Heb*iH，  3,5,6,  and  x.  48, 

1  디 pHE  law  by  Mofes  came  ； 

JL    But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Chrift  (a  nobler  name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amtdft  the  houfe  of  God 
Their  diff 'rent  works  were  done  ； 

Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  ftood. 
But  Chrift  a  faithful  Son, 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  ftridl  obedience  paid  ； 

O'er  all  his  Fathers  houfc  he  (lands 
The  Sov'reign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  man  that  durft  Hefpife 
The  law  that  Mofes  brought, 

Behold  ！  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prcfumpt'ous  fault. 

5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 

-  Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls, 
And  dare  refift  his  gtace. 


94  Hymn  119,12a  B.  I, 
HYMN  CXIX.    Common  Metre. 

Tbe  different  Suecefi  nf  the  CtAel.    t  Cor.  L  %$9 
24*   a  Con  ii.  x6.   x  Con  iii.  69 1* 

1  HRIST  and  his  crofs  arc  all  ovir  theme : 

The  myft'rics  that  we  fpeak 
Arc  fcandal  in  the  Jews*  db^my 
And  folly  to  im  Greek. 

2  But  foulft  «dtghtenyd  fmm  abore, 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ； 
They  fee  vhmt  wifdom9  pow*r  and  ld?e, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  favotir  of  his  name 

Reftores  their  fainting  breath  ； 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  guilty  defpair  and  detth* 

A  Till  God  diffufe  his  cr&ccs  down， 
.  Like  Ihow'rs  of  hcav'nly  ram,  ' 
In  vain  Ajx>llos  fows  the  ground, 
Andi  Paul  may  plant  in  vain, 

HYMN  CXX.    Common  Metre. 

Faith  of  TBhgs  mfiin.    Heb.        i,  3,  8,  10. 

1  TJ'AiTH  is  the  brighteft  evidence 
JT    Of  things  beyond  our  fight, 
Breaks  throu^i  the  clouds  of  fleft  and  fenfe, 

And  dwelU  in  heav'nly  light. 

2  It  fets  times  pad  in  prefent  view, 

Brings  difiant  profpeds  home. 
Of  things  a  thoufand  years  ago, 
Or  thoufand  years  to  come. 

3  B7  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 
―    ^7  God's  almighty  word  : 


B.  I.     Hymn  i2ivt22>  95 

Abr^am,  to  unknown  countries  led. 
By  faith  obcyM  the  Lord. 

4  He  fought  a  city,  fair  and  high, 
I         Built  by  th，  Eternal  hands  ； 

And  faith  afTures  us,  though  we  die. 
That  heav'nly  btiilding  (lands,  

！    HYMN  CXXI.    Common  Metre. 

Children  de^dted  to  Gcd.    Gen.  xvii.  7,  io»  h.6t% 
XvL  14,  15*  33» 
'         (For  thofe  wbo  praaife  Infiant  Baptifin.) 
I   1  ^pHUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
JL    "  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  : 
"  I'll  blefs  thy  num'roua  race,  and  they 
"  Shall  be  a  feed  for  me." 

2  Abra'm  belicv'd  the  promis'd  grace. 

And  gave  his  fon  to  God  ；  , 
j^pB^ppp  fealfl  the  bkffings  now,  IfeXjfc^ 
；       ~^That  once  was  feal'd  witlv  blood. 

3  Thus  fandi£V'd  Ytt  houfe9 

WbenS&e  reccinl  ine  word  ； 
Thus  theVlkving  i&lor  gave 
I         His  houiSb]d  tjrthe  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  fti^sEternal  King  ！ 
\         Thine  ancMre  tnh^s  embrace  ； 

To  thee  ih^ff  infant  oShgring  bring, 
I         And  l^iunbly  claim  thefec^ce. 

1     HY^N  CXXIL  LongMctre. 

Believm  burM  mtitb  Cbrifi  in  Baptifm*  Rom, 
I  Vi.  3,  &c. 

1  TTXO  we  not  know  that  folemn  word, 
JL/  That  we  are  bury'd  with  the  Lord  5 
BaptiasM  into  his  death,  and  tbea 
Pjat  off  the  body  of  our  fin  t  ― 


21 


Hymn  122,  123.  B.h 


Our  fouls  receive  diviner  breathy 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death : 
So  from,  the  grave  did  Chrift  arife. 


iie  grave 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  ikies. 

3  No  more  let  fin  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  fldh  again  ； 
The  various  lufts  we  ferv'd  before, 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN  CXXIU.    Common  Metr& 

The  repentit 항  ProdigaL   Luke  xv*  13,  &C. 

1  "O  Ehold  .the  wret<?h,  whofe  luft  and  wine 
J3    Has  wafted  his  eftate  ； 

.  He  begs  a  fhare  amongft  the  fwi&e, 
'      To  tafte  the  hufks  they  eat  i 

2  "  I  .die  with  hiinger  here,"  Jbe  cries  ； 

"  I  ftarve  in  foreign  lands  ； 
"  My  Father's  houfe  has  larg%^Mp]j^ 

"  And  bounteous  are  his  Hands.  ᅮ 

3  "  I'll  go,  and  with  a  moumfol  tongac 

"  Fdl  down  befoi^  his  face  ； 
"  Father,  I've  done  thy  juftice  wrong, 
"  Nor  can  deferve  thy  grace." 

4  He  faid and  haften'd  to  his  home,  • 

To  feek  his  Father's  love  ； 
The  Father  faw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embraced  afid  kifs'd  his  ion  ； 
The  rebel's  heart  with  foirow  brake,  、 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  "  Take  off  his  clothes  of  fhame  and  &>," 

(The  Father  gives  command)-  | 


B.  I.      Hymn  123,  124.  97 

"  Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
"  With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  "  A  day  of  feafting  I  ordain  ； 
"  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ； 
"  My  fon  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
"  Was  loft,  and  now  is  found." 

HYMN  CXXIV.    Long  Metre. 

The  Jirft  and  fecond  Adam.     Rom.  v.  12,  &•(:• 

1  TTXEEP  in  the  duft,  before  thy  throne, 
1  3  Our  guilt  and  our  difgrace  we  own  : 

Great  God  ！  we  own  th,  unhappy  name,. 
Whence  iprung  our  nature  and  our  fliame. 

2  Adam  the  firmer  :   At  his  fall, 
Death,  like  a  conqu'ror,  fciz'd  us  all  ； 
A  thoufand  new-born  babes  are  de^td. 
By  fatal  union  to  their  head. 

3  Bat  whilft  our  fpirits,  fill'd  with  awe,  ' 
Behold  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 

We  fing  die  honours  of  thy  grace. 
That  fent  to  fave.  our  ruin'd  race. 

4  We  fing  thine  cvcrlafting  Son, 
Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  Qwn  ； 
Adam  the  fecond,  from  the  duft, 
Raifes  the  ruias  of  the  firft. 

5  [By  the  rebellion  of  one  man, 
Through  all  his  feed  the  mifchief  ran  ； 
And  by  one  man's  obedience  now, 
Are  all  his  feed  made  righteous  too. 

6  Where  fin  did  reign  and  death  abound, 
There  have  the  fons  of  Adam  found 
Abounding  life  ； ~ there  glorious  grace 
Reigns  thro*  the  Lord  our  righteoufaefs.l 


98  Hymn  125,  126.  B.  I 
HYMN  CXXV.    Common  Metre. 

Cbrijfs  CompaJSon  to  the  Wkak  and  7empted.  Heb, 
iv.  is>  16.  and  v.  7.   Matt.  xii.  ao. 

1  XTTITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

VV    Of  onr  High  Prieft  above  ； 
His  heart  is  made  of  teaderneis, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Totich'd  with  a  fyinpathy  T^itbin, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ； 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefst  innocent  and  pure 

The  great  Redeemer  &ood9 
While  wtan's  fiery  darts  he  bore» 
And  did  reilft  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefb 

Pour,d  out  his  cries  and  tears. 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  qaench  the  fmoking  fla【. 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  : 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcoras  the  meaneft  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  httmbk  faith  addrefs  4 

His  mercy  and  his  pow*r  ； 
We  (hall  obtain  delivering  grace 

In  the  diflrefflng  hour.  

HYMN  CXXVL    Long  Metre. 

Charity  and  Uncharitablenefi,    Rom.  xiv.  17, 

1  Cor.  x.  3a.  * 
1  *XTOT  fo()d,  nor  dtff'rcnt  drefs, 

JLN  Compofe  the  kingdoia  of  our  Lord, 


B.  L     Hymn  126,127.  9^ 

But  peace  and  joy,  and  righteoufnefs9 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  wor4« 

2  When  weaker  Cbriftians  we  defpifib, 
We  do  the  gofpel  mighty  wrong  ； 
For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wife, 
Receives  the  feebly  with  the  ftrong. 

3  Let  pride  혹 nd  wra,th  be  haniih'd  hence, 
Meekness  and  love  bur  fouls  purfuc  ； 
Nor  ihall  our  pra^ice  give  offence  ' 
To  faints,  t^e  Gentile,  or  the  Jew, 

HYMN  CXXVIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

C&Tj^J  Invitation  to  Sbmers  i  or.  Humility  and 
Pride,  Matth.  xi.  28—30. 

1  "  |^QME  hither,  all  ye  weary  fouls, 

"  Ye  heavy  laden  finners,  come  ; 
"  I'll  give  ypm  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
"  And  raife  you  tQ  my  heav'nly  hphie. 

2  "  They  fliaU  find  reft  that  karn  of  me  ； 
"  I'm  of  ^  meek  ？ md  lowly  zniiid  ； 

"  But  paffion  rages  like  the  fe^9 
"  And  pride  is  reftl^ft  as  the  win4- 

3  w  Blefs*d  is  the  mm  whofe  ftoulders  take 
"  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  wjth  delight  ； 

"  My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 

(t  My  grace  fli^U  make  the  burden  light.,< 

4  Jefus,  we  come  at  thy  command  ； 
With  fiuth  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Refign  our  fpirit$  to  thy  gand, 

To  mould  and  guide      ai  thy  wiljl, 


loo  Hymn  128,  129.  R  L 
HYMN  CXXV1II.    Long  Metre. 

The  ApoJtUsy  Commtffhn  ；  or9  the  Go/pel  attejhd  bj 
Miracles^  Mark  xvi.  X5»  Sec.  Matt,  xxviii.  ity  &c. 

O,  preach  mj  gofpcl,''  faith  the  Lord  ； 
"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive: 
"  He  (hall  be  fav'd  that  trails  my  word  ； 
"  He  (hall  be  damn，d  that  won't  believe. 

2  "  [I'll  make  your  great  commifSon  known, 
"  And  ye  fhall  prove  my  Gofpel  true, 

"  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
"  By  all  the  wonders  ye  (ball  do. 

3  "  Go  heal  the  ikk,  go  raife  the  dead, 
"  Go  caft  out  devils  in  my  name  ； 

"  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
"Tho'  Greeks  rcproach,and  Jews  blafpBeAe.] 

4  "  Teach  a)l  the  nations  my  commands  ； 
"  I'm  with  you  till  the  world  fliall  end; 
"  All  pow'r  is  trufted  in  mj  Hands  \ 

"  I  can  deftroy,  and  can  defend." 

5  He  ipake,  and  light  (hone  round  his  head  ； 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heav'n  he  rode  : 
They  to  the  fartheft  nations  fpread 
The  grace  of  their  afcending  God ᅳ 

HYMN  CXXIX.    Long  Metre. 

Suimlffion  and  Deliverance  ；  or,  Abraham  offering 

his  Son.  Gen.  xxii.  69  &c. 
iQAINTS,  at  your  heav'nly  Father's  word, 
O  Give  up  your  comforts,  to  the  Lord  ； 
He  fliall  reftorc  what  you  refign, 
Or  grant  you  bleffings  more  divi^ 
2  So  Abra'm,  with  obedient  hand,  ( 
Led  forth  his  fon  at  God's  .command j  . 


B.  I.     Hymn  130, 131.  ioi 

"  The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife,  he  took, 
His  arm  picpar'd  the  dreadful  ftroke. 

3  **  Abra'm,  forbear,"  the  angel  cry'tl  ； 

f*  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd  ； 
"  Thy  ion  (ball  live,  and  in  thy  feed 
"  Shall  the  whole  earth  be  blefs'd  indeed." 

4  Juft  in  the  lail  diftreffin?  hour. 
The  Lord  difplays  deliv  ring  pow'r  ； 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place 
Where  we  fhall  fee  furpfifing  grace. 

HYMN  CXXX.   Long  Metre. 

Love  and  Hatred.   Hiil.  ii.  2.  £ph.  iv.  30,  &c. 

1  T^TOW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

His  (harp  diftrefs,  his  fore  complaints, 
'  By  his  laft  groans,  his  dying  blood, 
1  charge  my  foul  to  love  the  faints. 

2  Clamour,  and  wrath,  and  war,  be  gone, 
Envy  and  fpitc  for  ever  ceafe  ； 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known 
Amongft  the  faints,  the  fons  of  peace. 

3  The  (pint,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noife  and  flrlfe  ； 
Why  fhould  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  feals  our  fouls  to  heav'nly  life  ！ 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts  i 
1  hrough  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  num'rous  faults, 

ᅩ  For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift  his  fon. 

HYMN  CXXXI.    Long  Metre. 

The  ^barifee  and  Publican,  Luke  xviii.  10,  Szc. 
1        EHOLD,  how  fmncrs  difagree, 
J>  Tho.P^blican  and  Plurifee^  _ 


IQ2     Hymn  131,  132,  B.1 

One  doth  his  righteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  fliame, 

2  Thif  man  at  humble  diftance  ftands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands  ； 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  throne^ 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  know^i 
And  diff'rent  anfwers  he  beftows  ； 
The  humble  foul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
Whilft  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  ； 
I  hav«  no  merits  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  ibff，rings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  CXXXIL ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Holinefi  and  Grace,    Titus  ii.  10—13. 
O  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
Thd  holy  golpel  we  profefs  ； 
So  kt  our  works  and  virtues  ihine. 
To  prove  the  dodhine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  iliall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ； 
When  the  falvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  fubdues  the  pow'r  of  fin. 

3  Our  flefh  and  fenfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
PafSon  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ； 
While  juftice,  tcmp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Relieion  bears  our  ipirits  up, 
"^^WhiTe  we  cxpe^:  that  bleffed  hope, 

^Phe  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
^  And  faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  word. 


『"- ― 

k  %  Hymn  133,  ^34-  ，。3 
f  HYMN  CXXXffl.   Common  Metre. 

\         Love  and  Charity*   x  Cor.  xiii.  % »^ 7,  13， 
^  1  T   ET  Fharifees  of  high  efteepi 
p      \  a    Tbetr  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
F      All  thetr  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

L  2  Love  filers  long  with  patient  cycf 
Nor  1st jprovok'd  in  faaile  ； 
She  lets^'uie  prefent  inj'ry  die, 
And  f^ng  forgets  the  pad. 

3  £Malice  and  rage,  thofe  fires  of  hell, 
k  She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ； 

Hopes  and  believes,  aud  thinks  no 
Though  fhe  endur«s  the  wrongs 

4  [She  nor  defires  nor  feeks  to  know 

The  fcandals  of  the  time  ； 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thofe  belovr. 
Nor  envies  thofe  that  climb  ] 

5  Sh^  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  feek  her  neighbours'  good  ； 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die. 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

\    6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  pow'r  _ 
In  all  the  realms  above  ；  、-》 
There  faith  and,  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  faints  forever  love.  ' 

HYMN  CXXXIV.    Long  Metre.  | 

Religion  V0tn  without  Love,  z  Cor.  xiii.  x 9. 
i  TTAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jew 다  \ 
JL  X  And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Ute  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found.  」 


io4     Hymn  135,  136,     B>  i 

2  Were  I  tnlpir'd  to  preach  and  tell  ^ 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell  ；  、 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove,  、 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  diftribute  all  my  ftore, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor  ； 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame. 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  \ 

4  It  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfiL 

HYMN  CXXXV.    Long  Metre.  | 

The  Love  of  Cbrlft  J^ed  abroad  in  the  Heart.  Eph.  \ 
hi.  16,  &c.  ！ 
x  r^i  OME,  deafeft  Lord,  defcend  and  dwell  | 
By  faith  and  love  in  ev'ry  bread  ；  I 
Then  ihall  we  know,  and  talCe,  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  exprefs'd. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  ftrength, 
Make  our  enlarged  fouls  poflefs, 

And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  &  length, 
Of  thme  unmeafurable  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God,  whofc  pow'r  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  and  wiflies  know. 
Be  ^verlafting  honours  -  done, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Chrift  his  Son. 

HYMN  CXXXVL  Common  Metrl 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrl/y  ；  or，  formality  in  Wor/blf* 

John  iv.  24.  Pfalm  cxxxix«  33,  24. 
1         O  D  is  a  fpirit,  juft  and  wife, 
VJ  He  fees  our  inmoft  mind  ； 


Ik 


BJL     Hymn  1^6,1^  ioS 


2  Nothing  but  tfuth  before  his  throne 


With  honour  can  appear  ； 
The  painted  hypocrites  arc  known 
*      Through  the  difguife  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  falute  the  fldes, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  '； 
But  God  abhors  the  facrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  fearch  my  thoughts  and  try  mj  ways, 

And  make  my  foul  fincere  ； 
Then  (hall  I  ft  and  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there.. 


HYMN  CXXXVH.    Long  Metre. 


Smhmtion  by  Grace  in  Cbri/i.    %  Tim.  i.  9,  zo. 

1  "VTO  W  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme 

Be  everlafting  honours  giv'n  ； 
He  faves  from  hell,  (we  blefs  bis  name) 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'nV 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  defcrts,^ 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  falvation  in  our  Eeaits, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praiie. 

3  Twas  his  own  purpofe  that  begun 
To  refcue  rebels  doom'fl  to  die  ； 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrill  his  Son, 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  fky. 

4  JefUs,  the  Lord,  appears  at  laft. 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfcls  known  ； 
Declares  the  great  tranfa<5lions  paft, 
And  brings  imiuortal  bleiUngs  dowiu 


io6     Hymn  138,  139*     B.  I' 

5  He  dies  ；— and  in  that  dreadful  eight 
Did  all  the  pow，rs  of  hell  deftroy ; 
Rifing,  he  brought  our  hcav'n  to  light. 
And  took  pofleffion  of  the  joy,  

HYMN  CXXXVIU.  CommonMetre. 

SainU  in  the  Hands  of  CbriJI,   John  x.  %%t  29. 

1  TJ'IRM  as  the  earth  thy  gofpel  ftands, 
J?    My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  truft  ； 

If  I  am  found  in  Jefns'  hands, 
My  foul  can  ne'er  be  loft. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  fave 

The  meaneft  of  his  flieep  ； 
All  that  his  heav'nly  Father  ^ave» 
His  hands  fecurely  keep* 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  fliall  e'er  remote 

His  fav'rites  from  his  bread  ； 
In  the  dear  bofom  of  his  love, 

They  muft  forever  reft.   ^  

HYMN  CXXXIX.    Long  Metre- 

Hope  in  the  Covenant  ；  or9  God,s  Promife  and 
Truth  unchangeable.   Heb.  vi.  17 ― 19, 

x  T  TOV  oft  have  fin  and  fatan  ftroTc 
JTl  To  rend  my  foul  from  thee  mj  God! 
But  everlaRing  is  thy  love, 
And  Jcfus  feds  it  with  his  Mood 

2  The  oath  and  promife  of  the  Lord 
Join  to  confirm  the  wond'rous  graw  ； 
Eternal  pow'r  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  hcav*n  with  endlefs  pryfe. 

3  Amidft  temptations,  (harp  and  long, 
My  foul  to  this  dear  refuge  flics  ； 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  ftrong, 
While  ttmpefts  blow,  and  billows  rife. 


B.  L     Hymn  139，  14a  107 

4  The  gofpel  bears  my  fpirit  up  ； 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope. 
In  oaths,  and  promifes,  and  blood. 

HYMN  CXL.    Common  Metre. 

A  living  and  a  dead  faith  ；  collected  from  fev- 
eral  Scriptures. 

1  TV/riSTAKEN  fouls  ！  that  dream  ofheav'n, 

And  make  their  empty  boaft 
Of  inward  joys,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
Whil«  they  are  flavc*  to  luft* 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flighes. 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ； 
None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 
To  Chrift  the  living  head. 

3  ，Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart  t 

，Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ； 
That  bids  all  finful  joys  depart. 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  bell 

By  a  celeftial  pow'r  ； 
This  is  tHe  grace  that  fhall  preyail 
In  the  decifive  hour. 

5  [Faith  muft  obey  her  Father's  .willj  • 

As  well  as  trud  his  .grace  ； 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  ftitt 
For  his  own  holinefs. 

6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  frec# 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  ； 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  minifter  oi-&su 


io8      Hymn  140，  141,     B.  I 

7  His  fpirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  feals  pur  peace  with  God  : 
Jcfus,  and  his  falvation,  came 

By  water  and  by  blood.  3   

HYMN  CXLL    Short  Metre. 

The  HuntUiation  and  Exaltation  of  Cbrijt.  Ifk. 
liii.  x ~ j,  10 ia. 

I     "TXrHO  has  believ'd  thy  word, 
VV    Or  thy  falvation  known  ？ 
Reveal  thine  arm,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 

%     The  Jews  efteem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief : 
Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  fcorn  ； 

But  'twas  their  griefs  upon  him  lay, 
Their  forrows  ne  has  borne. 

4  'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Jews, 
And  Gentiles,  then  unknown. 

The  God  of  juftice  pleas'd  to  bruife 
His  beftrbeloved  §pn. 

5  "  But  t,fl  prolong  his  days* 

"  And  make  his  kingdom  ftand  ； 
"  My  pkafure,"  faith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  Shall  profper  in  his  hand, 

6  "  [His  joyftil  foul  fhall  fee 

"  The  purchafe  of  his  pain,  ' 
"  And  by  his  knowledge  juftify 
"  The  guilty  fons  of  men. J 

7  u  [Ten  thoufand  captire  flaves, 
"  Releas'd  from  death  aad  fin, 


B>  L     Hymn  141,142.  109 

"  Shall  ^uk  their  prifbns  and  their  gtam^ 
M.  And  own  his  pow'r  divinc.J 

S     "  [Heav'n  ihall  advance  my  Son 
w  To  joys  that  earth  deny'd  $ 
u  He  (aw  the  follies  men  had  dotie, 
"  And  bore  their  fins,  and  dj9dJ9J 

HYMN  CXLn.    Short  Metre.  - 

The  fame.   Iia.  liii.  6— ia. 

1  T   IKE  fheep  we  went  aftray, 

1  j  And  broke  the  fold  of  Go4  % 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diflPreat  way, 
Bat  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  bour» 
When  God  our  wanderings  laid» 

And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ！ 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace 

When  Chrift  fuftaio'd  tie  ftroke  ！  - 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pafS 
A  ranfom  for  the  flock. 

4  His  honour  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away ; 

Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
j,         And  made  as  vile  as  tbey. 

!  5     Bat  God  Audi  ratfe  fat$  head 

O'er  all  the  ibr»  of  men, 
I      And  make  faim  fee  z  nam'rouB  &ed^ 

To  recompexrfe  fak  pain.  • 

€     "  Ml  give  him,"  faith  the  Lord, 
"  A  portion  with  the  ftrong  } 
"  He  fhall  pofiefs  $l  large  reward^ 
u  And  hold  b\s  hotiours  long*"  ^ 


no 


Hymn  ！ 43, 


HYMN  CXLIII.    Common  Metre, 

Cbaraaers  of  the  Children  of  God  ；  from  fcvcral 


AS  new-born  babes  defire  the  breaft, 
To  feed*  and  grow,  and  thrive  ； 
So  faints  with  joy  the  gofpel  ufte, 
And  by  the  gofpel  live. 
1  [With  inward  guft  their  heart  approves 
All  that  the  word  relates  ； 
They  love  the  men  their  Father  lova, 
And  hate  the  work  he  hates.] 
3  [Not  all  the  flatt'ring  baits  on  earth 
Can  make  them  flaves  to  luft  ； 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'iily  birth. 
Nor  grovel  in  the  duft. 
^  Not  all  the  chains  that,  tyrants  ufe,. 
Shall  bind  their  fouls  to  vice  j 
Faidi,  like  a  conqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thoufand  viftories.] 

5  [Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  feed, 

Abides  and  reigns  widiin  ； 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  fons  of  God  to  fin,] 

6  [Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  flavc 

Do  they  perform  his  will  $ 
But,  with  the  nobleft  pow'rs  they  have, 
His  fweet  commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  acceft,  at  ev9ry  hour, 

To  God,  within  the  vail  ; 
Hctice  they  derive  a  quick ，！ ling  pow'r, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 

8  O  happy  fouls  ！  O  glorious  ftate 


Of  overflowing  grace  ^ 


B.  L      Hymn  144，  145:  *  m 

To  dwell  fo  near  their  Father's  feat, 
And  fee  his  lovely  face. 

9  Lord,  I  addrefs  thy  hcar'nly  throne  s 

Call  me  a  child  of  tbine  i 
Send  down  the  fpirit  of  thy  Sqii 
To  form  my  beart  diving. 

10  There  fhed  thy  chpiceft  loves  abroad 

Avd  make  my  comforts  ftrong  : 
Then  fhall  1  fay,  "  My  Father  God," 
With  an  unwav^ing  tongue, 

HYMN  CXLIV.    Common  Metre. 

Tbe  wtneffing  and  fiaHng  Spirit*   Rom.  viii.  14, 
1 6*  £ph.  i.  i$t  Z4« 

1  XX7HY  fliould  the  children  of  a  King 

VV    Go  mourning  all  tfeeir  days  ？ 
Great  Comforter  ！  defcend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Doft  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  faints, 

And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  i 
When  wilt  thou  banifli  my  complaints, 
And  fhew  my  fins  forgiv'n  ？ 

3  Aflure  my  confcicnce  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ； 
And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God, 

4  Thou  art  the  earned  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ； 
And  thy  foft  wings,  celeftial  Dove, 

Will  fafe  convey  me  home.  

HYMN  CXLV. ᅳ Common  Metre: 

*  Cbrifi  and  A(tron  ；  taken  from  Heb.  yii，  an4  i^. 
1  T£  SUS9  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
J  A  thoufand  glorias  more 


tit  #       Hymn  145.  B.I, 


Than  tbo  rick  gems  and  poliflfd  gdd 
The  fons  of  Aazoa  wore. 

Z  They  firft  their  own  burnt-offerings  brou^iti 
To  purge  themfelves  from  iin  ； 
Thy  life  was  pure  mthout  a  ^ot> 
Ami  all  thy  nature  dean. 

3.  [Frclh  blood*  as  conftaitf;  as  tfae  da^ 
Wa3  on  their  altar  fpilt  ； 
Bat  tiy  one  off'ring  takes  away, 
F^r  ever,  all  our  guilt] 

4  [Their  priefthoodran  dirongh  fs^rallmiSt 

For  mortal:  wa6  dietr  race  ； 
Thy  ncver-changiiw^  oAce  ftands 
Eternal  as  Aj  Ays.  3 

5  [Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  jwt 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own> 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appears 


Before  the  golden  throne. 

6  But  Chrift,  by  hW  own  powerful  Uoodt 

Afcends  above  the  ikies,. 
And,  in  the  prdence  of  our  Ceod^ 
Sbew»  hts.i>wn  iacxifice.}. 

7  Jefiis,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 

On  Zion's  heav'hly  hill  ； 
'   Loolcs  like  a  Lamb  that  has  been  flalo* 
And  wears  his  priefthood  ftill. 

%  )H«  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  bis  Father's  face  : 
Give  him,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  to  plead 후 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 


B.  L  Hymn  146.  113 

HYMN  CXLVL   Long  Metre. 

CbaraBers  <if  Cbrift  borrtmui  fr^m  inanimate 

Things  in  ScHfturc* 
x  [/^  O,  worihip  at  Immanu^l's  fpet, 

\J  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  liiect  I 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  cxprefs 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace.] 

a  [The  whcflc  creation  can  afford 
But  fomc  iaint  ih^dows  of  my  Lord  | 
Nature,  to  make  hk  beauties  known, 
Muft  mingle  colours  not  her  own.] 

3  [Is  be  eomparM  to  wine  or  bread  NHi 
D^ar  Lord,  our  fouls  would  thus  be  fed  i 
That  fldh»  that  dying  blood  of  thinc> 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heav'nly  wine.J 

4  [Is  he  a  tree  i  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  : 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough. 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too.] 

5  [Is  he  a  roie  ？  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  ； 
Or  if  the  lUy  he  afTume, 

The  Tallies  blefs  the  rich  perfume.] 

6  [Is  he  a  vine  ？  His  hcav'nly  root 
Supplier  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit  ； 

•  O  ltt  a  lafting  union  join 
My  foal  to  Chrift,  ti^e  living  vine  ！] 

7  [Is  he  a  h^ad  ？  Each  member  lives. 
And  owns  the  yiUl  pow'rs  he  gives  ； 
The  laints  below,  and  faints  above,  、 
Join,d  by  his  fpirit  and  his  love] 

8  [I«  he  a  fountain  ？  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  Qn  and  death  ； 
Thefc  waters  all  my  foul  renew, 

And  deanfe  my  fpottcd  garments  too.] 

9  (Is  he  a  fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  drofs  %  ― 
But  the  ^ue  sold  A^tvns  no  lofe  ； 


X£4  Hymn  14 &        R  t 

Like  a  refiner,  (ball  he  fit， 
And  tread  the  refufe  with  his  feet.] 
10  [Is  he  a  reck  ？  How  firm  he  proves  ！ 
.The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves  ；  . 
Yet  the  fwcet  ftreams,  that  from  him  fiow. 
Attend  us  all  the.  defert  throusM 
jj  [Is  be  s  way  ？  He  leads  to  God  ； 
The  path  is  drawn  ia  linea  of  blood.i 

would  I  walk,  with  hope  and  seaT, 
arrive  at  Zion's  hill.] 
w  [Is  he  a  door  ？  FH  enter  ia  : 

Belg^the  paftures  large  aad  green  ；, 
A  paradife— ^divinely  fair  ； 
None  but  the  fhecp  have  freedom  ^erej 
73  [h  he  defign'd  a  corner-ftonc. 

For  men  to  build  their  heaVn  upon  ？ 
111  mak«  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nar  fear  the  {AoU  of  hdl  bdow.J 

14  {Is  he  a  temple  ？  I  adore 

Th*  indwelling  majefty  and  pew*r  ； 
And  ftill  to  his  moft  aoly  placie, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  FJI  turn  my  face.J 

15  [Is  he  a  ftar  ?  He  breaks  tike  night, 
Piercing  the  lhades  with  dawning  light  ； 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning-ftar.] 
|6  [18  he  a  fun  f  His  beams  are  grace. 
His  courfb  is  jay  and  rightcoufnefs : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appear  , 
To  chafe  their  clouck,  and  dry  their  testf$»、 
.17  O  let  mc  climb  thofe  higher  fldes, 
Where  ftormj  and  darknefs  never  rife  ！ 
There  he  difplays  his  pow'rs  abroad, 
And  fhines  and  reigns  th.  Incarnate  God. J 
>8  Nor  earth,  nor  feas>  nor  fun,  nor  ftars, 

Nor  heaven,  his  full  refemblance  bears  ；  ' 
^fjis  beauties  we- can  never  trace, 
■frm  wc  \Kho\4  him  face  to  fac 하 


B.  L     Hymn  147,  148.      1  t  j 
HYMN  CXLVII.    Long  Metre. 

The  Names  and  Titles  of  Chriji  \  from  fcvsral  Scriptures. 
I  [,rnpiS  fro^n  the  treafurc  of  his  word 
X   I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord-^ 
Nor  art  aor  nature  can  fupply 
Sufficient  forms  of  majefty. 

a  Bright  image  of  the  FathcrV  hce% 
Shining  with  undiminifli'd  rays  ； 
Th，  eternal  God's  #taptf  Son,  ^ 

"    -         -—      -  fthrd 


Writes  mis  own  name  upon 
He  wcilii  f  garment  dipp'd  in  bl(J 
And  breaks  tixe  nation 무  with  his  rocL 
4  WhM0%race  can-Mkhcr  melt  nor  mcfre, 
The  Lamb  rdbxts  his  injured  Iotc  ； 


.5 


Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay, 
And  Judah's  lion  tears  the  prey* 
But  when  for  worits.  of  peace  he  comesy. 
winaing  titles,  he.  aifuii 
Light  of  the  world,  and  Life  of  men  \ 


What  winaing  titles,  he.  aifumea.  I 


Nor  bears  thofe  characters  in  vain* 

6  With  tender  phy  in  h»  heart, 
He  adts  the  Mediator^  part  ； 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appear^ 
And  well  fulfiU  the  names  he  wcaca.  , 

7  At  length,  the  Judge  his  throne  afcends. 
Divides  thef  rebels  from  his  friends, 
And  faints  in.  Ml  fruition  prove 

His  rich  variety  of  love. 

HYMN  CXLVim  Particular  Metre. 

The  fame  as  the  l^b  Pfatm. 
X  [XXTITH  cheerful  voice  I  fing. 
V  V    The  tides  of  my  Lord, 
And'  borrow  all  the  names 


n6        Hymn  148,        B.  L 

Nature  nor  art 
Can  e'er  fupply 
Sufficient  forms 
Of  majefly. 

2  In  Jefus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright 
sWi%h  Hiild  and  lovely  rays. 

Th*  eternal  m  ， 

f 불^ SSKSSJWi 

J^PEsthe  throne.]  i^Am^ 

3  The  fov^cign  King  of  kingsf 

The  Lord  of  lords  0^  high»  JMf 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
]His  garment  and  his  thigh. 

His  name  is  call'd 

"  The  Word  of  God," 

He  rules  the  earth 

With  iron  rod. 

4  Where  promifes  and  grace 
Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  angry  Lamb  refents 
The  inj'ries  of  his  love  ； 

Awakes  his  wrath 
Without  delay, 
As  lions  roar 
And  tear  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace 
'   The  great  Redeemer  comes, 

What  gentle  charadlers, 
What  titles  he  afTnmes  i 
"  Light  of  the  world, 
—  h  M  And  Life  et  men;" 


B.  L     Hymk  148,  149,  117 

Nor  wiH  he  bcir 
Thofe  names  in  vain. 

6  Immenfe  compafficm  reigns 
In  our  Immanttel's  heart, 
When  he  de&ends  to  ad 
A  Mediates  part. 

He  is  a  friend, 
And  bro&er  mo  ！ 
Divinely  kind,  "- 

7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judgu 
His  awful  rfironc  afcends,. 

And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  fevourites  and  friends  : 

Then  Ihall  the  faints 

Completely  prove 

The  kcights  and  depAs 

Of  all  his  lov«. 

HYMN  CXLIX.    Long  Metre, 

The  Offius  of  CbHft  ；  from  fcvcral  Scriptures. 

1  TOINallthe  names  ot  love  and  pow'r, 
3  That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ； 

All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  w»rth» 
Or  fct  Immanuel's  glory  forth. 

2  But  Oh^  what  condefcending  ways 
He  takes  to  te^ch  his  heav'nly  grace  ！ 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  fee 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me, 

3  [The  ^Anpl  of  the  covenant"  ftands  ♦ 
With  his  cominUfion  in  his  hands. 

Sent  from  his  Fathers  milder  throne, 
Tamaka  the  great  falvation  kaowxu] 


n8  Hymn  149.        B.  L 

4  [Great  Proplxt  ！  let  me  Mefs  tbj  name  ； 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidh^s  came 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  &s  fbrgiF,n, 
Of  hdl  fnbdu'd,  and  peace  with  bea^n.] 

5  [My  bright  Example^  and  my  Gidde, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  fide  ； 

0  let  me  never  ran  aftray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbiddfo  way  ！ 

6  I  love  my  Sbepberd-Ayt  (hdl  keep 
My  wand'nog  foul  amongs  his  (Keep  ； 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names» 
And  in  his  bofom  bears  the  lambs.} 

7  [My  Surety  undertakes  my  caufc, 
Anfw'ring  his  Father's  broken  lws  ； 
Behold  my  foul  at  freedom  fct, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadfiil  debt*] 

8  Qdhs,  my  great  High  Prieji,  has  dy'd— 

1  feek  no  facrifice  befide  ； 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne.] 

9  [My  Advocate  appears  on  high— - 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  % 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 

10  My  tord,  my  (knqu,r9r,  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre,  and  thy  fword  I  fing  ; 
Thine  is  the  vid'ry,  and  I  fit 

A  joyful  fubjed  at  thy  feet.] 

s  1  *f  Afpire,  my  foul,  to  glorious  deeds  ； 
The  "  Captain  offalvation"  leads  ； 
March  oiv  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  obftrua  the  way.] 


r^V  " 


Hymn  149,  150.  tig 


iz  [Should  death,  8c  hdl,    pow,rs  unknown, 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mifchief  on, 
I  ihall  be  lafe  ；  for  Chrift  difplajs 
Salvation  in  more  fov,reign  ways.} 

HYWkN  CL.   Particular  Metre- 

The  fame  as  the  i^ltb  Pfahn, 

1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
J  Of  wifdom,  love,  and  pow'r* 
That  ever  mortals  knew9 
That  angels  ever  hoxt  i 

All  are  too  mean 
To  fpeak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 

2  But,  O  what  gentle  terms, 
What  condefcending  ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufe 
To  teach  his  hcav'nly  grace  ! 

Mine  eyes  with  joy 
And  wonder  fee 
What  forms  of  love 
He  bears  for  me. 

3  [Arrayed  in  mortal  fleft, 
He,  like  an  Angel9  ftands, 
And  holds  the  promifes 
And  pardons  ki  his  hands  : 

Commiffion'd  from  , 
His  Father's  throng 
To  mak6  his  grace 
To  mortals  known.] 

4  [Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
My  tongue  would  blefs  thy  nsune  \ 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  iUvauoa  i 


no        Hymn  15a 

Th«  joyful  news 
Of  fins  forgiv'n, 
Of  heU  fubdu'd, 
And  peace  with  bear*ii.] 

5  [Be  thou  my  Cmafelkr^ 
My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide  ； 
And  through  this  defcrt  Uiul 
Still  keep  me  near  tby  &de» 

O  let  mj  feet 

Ne'er  run  aftrayf 

Nor  rove,  nor  feek 

The  crooked  way  ij 
€  [I  love  my  Shepherd's  toict  ；  ♦ 
His  watchful  eyes  Aail  keep 
My  wand'ring  foul  among 
The  thoufands  of  his  iheep  : 

He  feeds  his  flock, 

He  calls  their  names. 

His  boibm  bears 

The  tender  lambs.} 
7  [To  this  dear  Smretf^  hand 
Will  I  commit  my  caafe  ； 
He  anfwers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  broken  lairs.  - 

Behold  my  foul 

At  freedom  fet  ！ 

My  Surety  paid  , 

The  dreadful  AAe.] 

t  [Jefus,  my  great  Higb  Prieftf 

Offer'd  his  blood,  and  dy'd  : 

My  guilty  confeience  fceks 

No  iacxifice  befide.  . 
i 누  pow'rfui  blood  I 
Did  once  atone  $  j 


  - 

B,L        Hymn  150.  121 

And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne.] 

9  fMy  Advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  on  high  ； 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 

And  lays  his  thunder  by.  、 
!  •     Not  all  that  hell  * 
Or  fin  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  his  heart» 
His  lore '  away.] 

10  [My  dear  almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqu*ror  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre,  and  thy  fword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  1  fing ᅳ 

Thine  is  the  pow'r  ； 
Behold  I  fit 
In  willing  bonds 
Beneath  thy  feet.] 

11  [Now  let  my  foul  arife9 
And  tread  the  tempter  down  : 
My  Captain  leads  ne  forth 
To  conqueft  and  a  crown. 

A  feeble  faint 
Shall  win  the  day, 
Though  death k  and  hell 
Obftrudfc  the  way.] 

12  Should  all  the  hofts  of  death. 
And  pow'rs  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  moft  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mifchief  on, 

I  fhall  be  fafe  4.  ,v、、 
For  Cbrift  difplayiM 
Superior  pow'r 
And  guardian  grace.  r 
i  L  End  of  the  Firfi  Book. 


HYMNS 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS^ 

CompoCes  on  Dftrtne  €M»fed^ 


BOOK  n. 


HYMN  L    iong  Metre. 

A  Song  of  Praife  to  Ood. 
x  "MATURE,  with  all  her  pow*rs»  fhali  fing 
IN    God  the  Creator,  and  the  King  ； 
Nor  aiis  nor  farth»  nose  fki&,  nor  fe^ 
Deny  the  tritote  of  their  praiie. 

2  Bdgtn  to  msike  his  glooies  known, 
Ye  feraphs^  that  fit  near  his  throne  ； 

Tunc  your  harps  high,  and  ipread  the  found 
To  the  creation^  utmoft  bound. 

3  [All  mortal  things^  c 쏘  meaner  frame. 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  name  ； 
Whilft  with  our  ibuh,  and  with  our  voice. 
We  fing  his  honours  and  our  joys.] 

4  [To  him  be  iacred  all  we  have^ 
From  the  yaung  cradle  to  the  grave  ; 
Our  lips  (hall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 

A«d  ev'ry  word  a  roirAcle.]  ' '  ，  -  /  * 

5  [Thefe  WefteiT  .^flK^uur  native  Ian 하 

Lie  fafe  in  the  Almighty's  hand  :  ^ 


B.  II. 


Hymn 


2. 


12^ 


6  Raife  monumental  praifes  high 

To  him  who  thunders  through  the  iky， 
And  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown 
Shakes  an  afpiring  tyrant  down. 

7  [Pillan  of  lafting  brafs  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  th，  eternal  name  ； 

trembling  nations  %f^mmmtmX 


Let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 
Our  lofli^ft-iJuiufi'hts  and  loudeft  fongs  ； 
^t^^l§^  «/<t#^with  warmcft  joy, 
"     Hofannas  froin  ttn  thouland  tongues* 

9  [Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ； 
The  ftrongeft  notes  that  angels  raife, 
Famt  in  the  worfhip  and  the  praifc] 

HYMN  II. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

The  Death  of  a  Sinner. 

•  1  TV/fY  thoughts  011  awful  fubjeds  roll, 
iVJL  Damnation  and  the  dead  ； 
What  horrors  feize  the  guilty  foul 
Upon .  a>  dying  bed  ！ 

%  Lingering  about  Hide  mortal  fhore«» 
She  makes  a  loog  delay  \ 
Tillf  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force,  ^ 
Death  fweeps  the  wretch  away.  ^ 

\  3  Then  fwift  and  dreadful  ihe  deicends 
TDown  to  the  fiery  coaft9 
abominable  fiends  ； 
felf  a  frighted  jghoft. 

endlefs  crouds  of  finners  lie,* 
id  darknefs  makes  their  chains  ； 
Tortured  with  keen  defpair,  they  cry$ 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

\  Sffot  all  their  an^uiih  and  thpr  blood 
^    ^or  their  old  guilt  atone^ 


12 a        Hymn  3，  4.        B.  II. 


HYMN  IV.     Long  Metre. 

A  j      '.  Salvation  in  tbfi  Cr9ft* 

jt,TTERE  at       crafs,  my  dying  «fiT,J^| 
^  A  *  I  lay  my  foul  beneath  thy  love,  ^  a 

'    V    t  '         v         *  VX  、、\ 、ᆻ M 


Nor  the  compaffion  of  a  God 
Shall  heaxken  to  their  groans* 
6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  bresdh9 
Nor  bid  my  foul  remove. 
Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  dearth, 
And  well  i&far'd  his  love  ！ 


W 


HY  do  wc  mourn  departing  friends  ？ 
Or  iiakc  at  "    "  *  % 


，Tis  but  tlie  voice  th^t  Je&8 
To  call  tfa^m  to  his  iarms* 

Are  wc  not  tending  upward  too. 

As  faft  m  tfane  can  move  ？ 
Nor  would  we  wifh  the  hoim  more  fiev» 
^       To  keep  us  from  our  love* 

^J^Why  ihould  we  tremble  to  eonyef 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  I 
There  the  dear  fldh  of  Jdus  lay, 
、       And  left  a  long  perfume. 

04  The  graves  of  all  the  faints  he  bkfi,d. 

And  foften'd  ev*ry  bed  : 
/    Where  ihould  the  during  members  reft> 

But  with  their  dying  head  i 

Ttoce  he  arofc,  afcended  high, 
〔      :JAnd  ftiew'd  our  feet  the  way : 
tw  to  the  Lord  our  fouk  fliail  fly, 
'  At  the  great  rifing-day. 
^  Then  let  the  laft  loud  trumpet  foand^ 

^fnd  bid  our  kindred  rife  : 
**  JS^ake9  ye  nations  under  ground  ； 
^Ve  faints,  afcend  the  ikies. 


K  IL       Hymn  4，  5*  12s 

Beneath  tbc  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
Jefus  I  nor  ihall  it  e'er  remove* 

a. Not  all  that  tyraats  think  or  fay, 
With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyeSy 
Nor  heU,  ihall  mght  my  foul  away. 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rife. 

Id  woj^b  oqx^pire  to^dnve  rdt  hence^ 
:leif8'^nRlrm  this  I  " 


blv'd  (for  that's  my  lift  defence) 
If  I  muft  perilh— here  to  die, 

f^lffit  fpeak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear  ； 
Am  I  not  fafe  beneath  thy  ihade  ； 


Th 
No 


thy  ihade 
y  vengeance  will  not  ftrike  me  here  i 
or  iatan  dare  my  foul  invade » 

Yes,  I?xn  fecure  beneath  thy  blood. 
And  all  my  foes  (h^ll  lofe  their  aini: 
Mofanna  to  my  dying  ^ttth  gft 율 9 
And  my  beft  honours  to  his  name. 


HYMN  V.    Long  Metre. 

Longing  to  praife  Ckrift  better. 
i  T  ORD,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll 
•Li  O'er  the  (harp  forrows  of  thy  foul, 
And  read  my  Makers  broken  Uwa 
Repaired  and  honourM  by  thy  crofs  ； 

%  When  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  (in, 
jj^aifqviih'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine, 
And  ice  the  Man,  that  groan'd.and  dy'd, 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  fide  'f 

3  My  pailions  rife  and  foar  above-* 

I'm  wi.ngM  with  faith,  and  fir'd  with  lovg  ； 
Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things, 
And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  fings. 

4  9ut  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  (trains  ； 

f#  Aq4J?  fucji  humble  notes  as  thefe 
*  Falls'far  below  thy  victories. 

L  %  ^ 


126       Hymn  6，  y.       R II, 

5  Well,  the  kind  minute  snuft  액 pear. 
When  we  fhafi  leave  thefe  bodies  here» 
Thefe  clogs  of  day— and  mount  cm  h^h9 
To  join  the  fongs  above  the  fey*  


HYMN  VIL     Common  Metre, 

An  Evening  Song. 
:  [THREAD  SovVeign,  kt  my  cv'ning  (bog 
JL/    Like  holy  ineenfe  riie  : 
Aflift  the  ofPrii^s  «f  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  fkics. 


HYMN  VI.    Common  Metre. 

A  Morning  Song, 

i  /^iNCE  moxs,  my  foul>  th^j|gg  da^^^^  i 
KJ   Solutes  tny  waking  eyes  ；  ^^^^  1 

Once  more,  my  »oicc,  thy  tribute  *yay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  ikies. 

%  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats  ； 
TJic  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heav*n,  on  whidi  he  fits 
To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

3  ，Tis  he  fu^ports  my  mortal  frame  ； 

My  tAeuK  ih^^cak  his  pratfe  ； 
My  fins^WBl  raff  his  wrath  to  flames 
And  jet  his  wrath  detoys. 

4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  pow'r  nught  trc9d9 

And  I  could  ne'er  witbftand  : 
Thy  juftice  might  have  crufli'd  me 
But  mercy  held  thy  hand. 

5  A  thouf^nd.  iwietehed  fouls 

Since  the  laft  fetting  iyug^ 
And  yet  thou  lengt 얗뼤：  out  my  thread. 
And  yjet  my  moments  run.]  f 

6  Dear  God,  Jet  atf  my  hours  be  thine,    '  ^ 

Whilft  I  - cnjgy  the  light  ； 
Then  ihall  my  iua  in  (miles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleafant  night. 


xfhyd  mtdfttd9 


%  Through  aH  the  dangers  of  the  day 
'thy  hand  was  ftill  kij  guard  ； 
And  ftill  to  drive  my  wants  away. 
Thy  mercy  ftood  preparM.] 

3  Perpetual  bkffingB  from  above 

Encompafs  me  anmnd, 
»  But  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
ll^.HHath  my  Creator  foujid  ！  ' 

4  What  have  I  done  for  hun  who  dy'd 

To  five  my  wpetched  foul  ？ 
How  are  my  follies  multiply *d, 
Faft  as  my  minutes  roll  ！ 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  crofs  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign. 
To  be  fenew'd  by  thtc. 

6  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  para'ning  bldqd, 

I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
As  in  th,  emj>races  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviours  b^aft. 

HYMN  Vffl.    Common  Metre. 

An  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Mifening. 

OSANNA,  with  a  chectful  found. 
To  God's  upliGlding  hand  ； 
thou&nd  fnar«$  attend  -us  round, 
"  yet  fecure  we  ft  and* 

wa$  a  moft  amazing  po1 
That  rais'd  us  with  a  word, 
And  every  day,  and  jey'ry  hour. 
We  lean  upon  the  JUo^d. 

3  The  ev'nipg  refts  our  weary  head9 

And  angek  guard  the  room  ； 
We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
IThat  was  not  made  our  tomb* 

4  The  riling  morning  can't  aflurc 

That  wc  lhall  end  the  day  ； 


128  e     HYMy  8,  9뇨      R  II* 

For  death  ftand&  ready  at  the  door 
To  ihatch  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  fin 

To  God's  revenging  law  ； 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  cv'ry  gafp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  fun,  whofe  dafly  fight  • 

Our  joy  and  faiiety  brings  ；                •  • 
Our  feeble  iidh  lies  iafe  at  night 
Beneath  hia  fhady  wings,  

HYMN  IX.    Common  Metre. 

Godly  Sorrow  ar\fing  from  tbe  bufferings  of  CJffifi* 
i    A  LAS  ！  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ！ 
JiX   And  did  my  Sorreign  die  ？ 
Would  he  devote  that  (acred  head 
For  fuch  a  warm  as  I  ? 

%  [Thy  bedy  Asur,  fweet  Jefus,  thine ~ 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood. 
While,  all  exposed  to  wratb  divine. 
The  glorious  fuflTrer  ft(}od  ！] 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  tha^  I  had  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  I 
Amazing  pity  ！  grace  unknown  ！ 
And  love  beyond  degree  1 

4  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide, 

And  fliut  his  glories  in, 
When  flM»the  mighty  Maker,  dfd 
For  man,  the  creature's  fin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blulhing  face, 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears, 
Diifolve  my  heart  in  thankfulnef69 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne,er  ilepay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myfelf  away  : 
^     'Tib  all  that  I  cm  do. 


B.  II. 


Hymn  io, 


129 


HYMN   X.    Common  Metre. 

Parting  <wifb  carnal  Jp，s, 
x  Ti/TY  foul  forfakes  her  vain  delight9 
1V1   And  bids  the  world  farewell  5 
Bafe  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feety 
And  mifchievou6  as  hell. 

%  No  longer  will  I  aik  your  love, 
Nor  feek  your  friendihip  more  ； 
The  happinefs  that  I  approve 
Is  not  whhin  your  powV. 

3  Thcrf's  nothing  round  this  fpacious  earth 

Tiiat  fuits  my  large  dedre  ； 
To  boundlefs  jpy  and  folid  muth 
My  nobler  thoughts  afpire. 

4  [Where  pleafure  rolls  its  living  flood, 
m    From  fin  and  drofs  refin'd, 

3  Till  fpringing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  die  sfiind, 

5  Th，  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fphcrc, 

The  glorious  and  the  great. 
Brings  his  own  Ail-fufficience  there, 
To  make  our  blifs  complete.] 

6  Had  I  the  pidons  of  a  ddvc, 

I，d  climb  the  hcav'nly  road  ； 
There  fits  my  Saviour,  dre &， d  in  love— 


HYMN  XI.     Long  Metre. 


x  T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away  ； 
A    Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
Falfe  a«  the  fmooth  deceitful  fea, 
And  empty  as  the  whittling  wind.  , 

%  Your  ftreams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  gulph  of  black  dcfpMr  ； 
은 nd  whilft  I  Men'd  to  your  ibng, 
xour  ftreams  had  e'en  convey'd  mc  there. 


The  fame. 


13Q      Hymn  i!,  12.      B>  IL 

3  Lordf  I  adore  thy  nutchkft 
That  warn'd  me  of  " 
That  drew  me  from 
And  bid  me  ietk 

4  Now  to  the 

I  ftretch  my  1  _ 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  doye9 
To  bear  mc  to  the  upper  flues  ！ 

Thcrct  from  the  bofom  of  my  Godf 
ᅭ  8  pleaiures 


Oceans  of  endleft  pleaiiires  roll : 
There  would  I  fix  my  laft  abode. 
And  drown  the  forrows  of  mj  ioul. 


HYMN  XII.   Common  Metre. 

Cbriji  u  the  Subfiance  of  the  Levitkal  PrU/tbood* 

t  •T'HE  true  Mcffiah  now  9ppear% 
X    The  types  are  itU  withdrawn  t 
So  fly  the  fludows  and  the  tm 
Before  the  rifing  dawxu 

%  No  (moking  fweets,  nor  Uceding1  lamba» 
Nor  kid,  nor  bullock  flai 
Incenfe  and  i 능 ice,  of  coftly 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vj 

3  Aaron  muft  lay  his  tohe$  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  veft, 
When  God  hiinfelf  comes  down  to  be 
Th，  ofPring  and  the  prkft. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  fldb,  to  Ihow 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ； 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below. 
And  prays  for  us  above* 

<  "  Father,"  he  ^ries,  "  forme  their  fia$, 

"  For  I  myfclf  have  dfd  ；" 
/  And  then  he  ihows  his  opened  vdn^r 

And  pleadi  his  wounded  fide. 


B.  IL  Hymn  13，  14,  131 
ᅳ HYMN  XIII. ᅳ Lone  Metre. 

Tbt  Creathftt  Prefervathny  Diffbluttm7  and  Refior* 
ation  of  thu  fForld* 

i  QING  to  the  LokU  who  built  the  Ikies, 
O  The  Lord,  who  reared  this  fta|ely  frame  ； 
Let  aSl  the  nations  found  hia  praHe, 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

%  He  form'd  the  feasf  and  framM  the  hills. 
Made  ev'ry  drop,  and  ev'ry  duft ""- 
Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels 
And  put  them  into  motion  fhrd:. 

3  Now,  from  his  high  imperial  throne, 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  fpheres  \ 
He  Hds  the  ihining  c^bs  roll  on. 
And  round  he  turns  the  haily  years. 

4  Thus  fhall  this  moving  engine  laft» 
Till  all  his  faints  are  gather'd  in  : 
Then  for  the  trump€tys  dreadful  blaft, 
To  ihake  it  all  to  duft  again. 

5  Yet,  when  the  found  fhall  tear  the  ikie% 
And  light'nifig  burn  the  globe  below, 
Saints^  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes, 
There's  a.  new  heaven  and  earth  for  you* 

HYMN  XIV.     Short  Metre. 

The  Lord's  Day  $  &rt  Delight  in  Ordinances* 
I     TTTELCOME,  fwect  day  of  reft, 
VV    That  few  the  Lord  arife  } 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breaft, 
And  theiie  rejweing  eyes  ！ 
%     The  King  himfetf  comes  near, 
And  fieafts  his  faints  to-day  ； 
Here  ^re  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here. 
And  love,  and  pr2dfe9  and  pray. 
3     One  day  amidft  the  place 

Where  my  dear        hath  been. 
Is  fweeter  than  ten  Uiouland 
Of  pleaiurable  fin. 


13^      Hymn  15，  16.  B,IL 

a  foul  would  ftay 
&ame  as  this  ； 
iing  uerlelf  away 
ing  blife*  

HYMN  XV, ᅳ Long  Metre. 

The  Enjoyment  of  Cbrift  ；  or,  Delight  in  Wbrjbif, 

x  T^AR  from  Wf  thought^  vain  world,  begone  ； 
J?  Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 
Fsun  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  fee— 
I  wait  a  vifit,  Lord,  from  thee  ！ 

%  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  firc, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  defire : 
Come,  my  dear  Jefus,  from  above. 
And  feed  my  foul  with  heavenly  love, 

3  [The  trees  of  life  immortal  ftand 

In  blooming  rows  at  thy  light  hand  *f 
And,  in  fweet  murmurs  by  their  fide, 
Rivers  of  Wifs  perpetual  glide. 

4  Hafte  then but  with  a  fmiling  face ― 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  : 
Bring  down  a  tafte  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  iacred  wincj 

5  Blef39d  Jefu 확  what  delicious  fare  ！ 
How  fweet  thy  entertainments  are  ！ 
Never  did  angels  tafte  above 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine  ！ 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  Ihine  : 
Thou  brightcft,  fweeteft,  feireft  One, 

That  eyes  have  feen,  or  angels  known  ！  ― 

ᅳ HYMN  XVI. ᅳ Long  Metre.  ^ 

Part  the  Second. 

t  f  *  O  R  D,  what  a  heav'n  of  faving  grace 
Mm  <Jtc8  through  Hg^eauties  of  thy  face, 

And  lights  our  paflions  to  a  flame  ； 
^Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name  ！ 


B.  IL      Hymn  i6,  17.  133 

%  When  I  can  fayt  my  God  is  mine,  % 
When  I  can  fed  thy  glories  ihine9 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  hty  feet. 
And  all  that  earth  csSls  good  or  great. 

$  While  fuch  a  fcenc  of  (acred  joy^ 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  andl  £onh  employe 
Here  vre  could  fit,  and  gaze  away 
A  long,  an  everiaftin^r  day. 

4  Well,  wc  ihall  quickly  pa6  the  night» 
To  the  fair  coafts  of  perfcA  light  ； 
Then  ihall  our  joyW  fenfes  rove 
O'er  the  dear  objea:  of  our  love. 

5  [There  we  3ia1l  drink  full  draughU  of  blifs! 
And  pfuck  new  lift  from  hcav'nly  trees  j 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  beitow 

A  drop  of  facav'n  on  worms  below. 

6  Send  comforts  dovrti  from  thy  right  hand» 
While  \rc  pals  through  this  barren  land  ； 
And  in  tb7  temple  let  us  fte 

A  glimpfe  of  love,  a  glimpfe  6f  thee  j 

HYKtN  X VIL    Common  Metre. 

Cod's  Etetnity. 
i  jy  IS£»  rite$  my  foul,  ahd  leare  the  grouxu!, 
XV    Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad  ； 
And  roufe  up  cv'ry  tuneful  found  x 
To  praife  th，  eternal  God* 

%  Long  ere  the  lofty  fkits  were  iprea4# 
Jehovah  fin,d  his  throne  ； 
Or  Adam  form,d,  or  angels  made. 
The  Maker  liv'd  alone. 

3  His  boundlefs  yearg       rieVr  decreafe, 

.  But  ftill  maintain  their  prime  $ 
Eternltf%  his  dwelling-place. 
And  tver  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow» 

The  prefent  and  the  paft, 
U 


134      Hymn  i8,  19.  B.IL 

He  fills  his  own  immortal  Now, 
And  fees  our  ages  wafte. 

^  The  fca  and  <ky  muft  pcrifh  too, 
And  vaft  deftrudtion  come  ； 
The  creatures— look  ！  how  old  they  grow, 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 
(t  Well,  let  the  fea  ihrmk  all  away, 
And  flames  melt  down  the  Ikies, 
My  God  (hall  live  an  endkfs  day. 
When  old  creation  dies. 

HYMN   XVIIL    Long  Metre. 

The  mtnifirj  of  Angels* 
1  TTIGH  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  Hght, 
XjL    The  king  of  glory  4^^ds  his  feat» 
And  troops  of  angels,  ftretch'd  for  flighti 
Stand  waiting  round  his  awfiil  feet. 

%  "  Go,  (kith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go— 
"  Salute  the  virgin's  fruitful  womb  ！ 
"  Make  hafte,  ye  cherubs,  down  below, 
u  Sing  and  proclaim the  Saviour* &  come," 

*3  Here  a  bright  fquadron  leaves  the  ikies> 
And  thick  around  £li(ha  ftands  ； 
Anon  a  heav'nly  ibldier  flies. 
And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  h^nds. 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hofts. 
Wait  on  thy  wanid'ring  church  bdayr  j 
Here  we  are  failing  to  thy  coatfts^ 

Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  all  thy  fervants,  Lord  ？ 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come  ； 
With  cheerful  hafte  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home. 

HYMN  XIX,    Commou  Metre. 

Our  Bodies  Jraily  and  God  our  Pre/erver* 
i  T  ET  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  bc» 
A  J   If  or  death  nor  ganger  £«ar  i 


B.IL      Hymn  19,20,     #  135 

But  we'll  confefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee,  % 
Wkat  feeble  things  we  are. 

%  Frclh  as  the  graft  our  bodies  ftand. 
And  flourifh  bright  and  gay  ； 
A  blafting  wind  fweeps  o'er  the  land,  * 
And  fades  the  grafs  away. 

3  Our  Kfe  contains  a  thouiand  fprings. 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone  ； 
Strange  ！  that  a  harp,  of  thoufand  ftringa, 
Should  keep  in  tune  fo  long. 

4  But  ，tig  our  God  fupports  our  frame ― 

The  God  who  built  m  firft  ； 
Salvation  to  th*  Almighty  name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  duft. 

5  [He  fpake and  ftrait  our  hearts  and  brains, 

In  all  their  motions,  rofe  ； 
"  Let  blood,"  faid  he,  "  flow  round  the  veins," 
And  round  the  veins  it  flows, 

6  While  we  have  breath,  or  ufe  owr  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ； 
His  fpirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs. 

Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.]  

HYMN  XX.    Common  Metre. 

Backfitdingt  and  Returns  5  #r,  the  Inconflancy  ofeur  Lovet' 
I  "1T7HY  is  my  heart  fo  far  from  thee, 
VV    My  God,  my  chief  delight  ？ 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  n 뺄 p  by  day  ^ 
With  thee,  no  more  by  n^t  ？ 

a  [Why  fhould  my  foolKh  paffions  rove  ？ 
Where  ean  fuch  fwectnefs  be> 
As  I  have  tailed  in  thy  kwe. 
As  J  have  found  in  thee  f] 

3  When  my  forgetfiil  foul  renews 
The  lavour  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  prcfumes  I  cannot  lofc 

The  relifh  all  my  days.  "  " 


136      Hymn  ^o,  21.  B.IL 

4  But  ere  one  Hecdng  hoar  is  pift» 

The  flatt  ^ring  world  cmpldys 
Some  fenfual  baat  to  feize  my  Ufte, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys* 

5  [Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 

With  £air  deceitful  charms. 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtle^  heart, 
And  tbruft  mc  from  thy  arms*} 

6  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  foul 

That  I  ihould  leave  thee  fo  ； 
Where  will  thofe  w3d  afTedions  roll 
That  let  a  Satiour  go  ？ 

，  [Sin's  promised  joys  are  tum'd  to  paiftt 
And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief. 
But  my  dear  Lord,  returns  again  ； 
He  Bm  to  my  rdkf  ！ 

S  Sezing  my  foul  with  fweet  farprUe^ 
He  draws  with  loving  baods  } 
Divine  conipaffion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  m  bis  hands.] 

9  (Wretch  that  I  am9  to  wander  thus. 
In  chafe  of  falfe  ddight  ！ 
Let  me  be  &ften，d  to  thr  orofs, 
Rather  than  lofe  thj  fight.} 

SO  XMake  hafte9  my  days,  to  read!'  the 
And  bring  my  heart  to  reft 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  foul. 
My  God,  lout  Saviour's  fereait  ?}  ᅳ 

~ HYMlAxL     Lon^  Metre. 

A  Song  afPraife  to  Ood  the  Redeemer. 

*  T  ET  the  old  heathens  tune  their  fong 

Of  great  Diana,  and  of  Jove  ； 
But  the  fweet  theme  that  moves  my  tongue 
la  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 

*  25h»W#  a  God  defcends  and  dies, 
T#  few  my  foul  from  gaping  heU  ！ 


B.  IL     Hymn  22，  23.     a  137  ' 

How  the  black  gulph,  where  iatan  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell  ！ 

3  How  juftice  frown'd,  and  vengeance  flood, 
To  <uivc  me  down  to  endlefs  pain  ！ 
But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  bloody 

v  And  heavenly  wratn  grew  mild  again  * 

4  Infinite  Lover  ！  gracious  Lord  ！  " 
To  thet  be  endlefs  honours  giy'n  : 

Thy  wond'rous  name  fli^H  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  earth,  and  wider  heavyft. 

HYMN  XXII. ᅳ Long  Metre.  > 

With  Cod  is  terrible  Majefy.  ' , 

I  ^TERRIBLE  GOD,  who  reign'ft  on  hig^'. 
1    How  awfiil  is  thy  thund'ring  hand  ！ 
Thy  fiery  bolts,  how  fierce  they  fly  1 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  bell  withftand.  . 

%  This  the  old  rebel-angels  knew. 
And  iatan  fell  beneath  thy  frown  :  _ 
Thine  arrows  ftruck  the  traitor  through, 
And  weighty  vengeance  funk  him  down. 

3  Thie  Sodom  felt— and  feels  it  ftiJl ᅳ 

And  roars  beneath  th，  eternal  load  :  ( 
•  "  With  endlefs  burnings  who  oaa  dwell,  ' 
"  Or  bear  the  :  fiuy  of  a  God  ？" 

4  Tpcmble,  ye  fiimers,  and  fubmit  ； 
Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne  : 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 

Or  his  ftrong  hand  (hall  cruih  you  down. 

5  And  ye,  blefsM  faints,  that  love  him  too, 
With  rev'rence  bow  before  his  name  ； 
Thus  all  his  hcav'nly  fervanta  do  : 

God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame.  

H  YMN  XXIIL ᅳ Long  Metre.  ^ 

The  Sight  of  God  and  CbrlJI  in  Heaven. 
I  TXESCEND  from  hcav'n,  immortal  Dovc,^ 
JL/  Stoop  down9  and  take  us  on  thy  winf 


tj8      Hymn  2^  24,  RIL 

And  mount,  and  bear  us  fer  above 
The  Teach  of  thde  inferior  things  : 

1  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  fkjt 
Up  where  eternal  dge8  roll  ； 
Where  folid  pkafures  never  St9 
And  fhiits  imtfiortaS  fealt  the  fou}« 


O  for  a  fight,  a  leafing  Bebt, 
Of  our  almighty  Fathers  throne  ！ 
There  fits  our  Saviour^  cmwnM  vdth  Ugbtf 


Cloth'd  ifi  Sl  body  Gke  our  own* 

Adoring  iainta  around  him  ftandt 
And  thrones  and  pow,n  before  "him  fall  \ 
The  God  ftkm  gradous  through  the  뼤 
And  iheds  fw^et  glories  on  then?  all  \  • 

O^whal  amsdng  joys  they  fed, 

1c  to  their  golden  harps  they  fing  ； 
fit  on  ct，ry  heav'nly  hiH, 
fprtad  tl|e  triumplis  of  their  King  ！ 

6  When  fhaS       day*,  dear  tardf  appe»i 
That  I  fhall  mount  to  dwell  above  $ 
And  ftand,  aod  bow  amongft  theiA  there» 

,  And  view  thy  face,  and  fifig,  and  love  ？  r 

HYMN  XXIV,   Long  Metre. 

7be  Evil  of  Sin  vifikU  in  the  Fall  of  Angek  and  U», 

I  \T7HEN  the  ffreat  BuUder  archM  the 
VV  And  formM  all  nature  with  a  word; 
The  joyful  cherubs  tun'd  hk  praife. 
And  trry  hendipg  throne  ador'd. 

ft  High,  in  the  midft  of  all  the  tbroogf  , 
Satan,  a  tall  arch-aogel,  fat  ； 
Amongft  the  morning  ftars  he  ftin^ 
Till  fin  deftroy'd  his  heay'aly  ftate. 
$  C'Twaa  fin  that  hurl'd  him  hpm  bis  tluronc, 
'      Orov'Jing  in  fire,  the  rebel  lies  ； 

예  thou  funk  in  darknefs  iwim% 
ᅭ  Sfift      the  morning  /ram  the  Jlucs  f) 


B,  IL      Hymn  ^4,  a.^  139 

And  itius  our  two  firft  parents  ftood. 
Till  fin  defU'd  the  happy  place : 
They  loft  their  garden^  and  their  God, 
And  ruinM  all  their  unborn  race, 

[So  fpmn%  the  plagpue  from  Adam's  bow，r,  * 
And  spread  deftrndion  all  abroad  $  t 
Sin,  the  cursM  name,  that  in  one  hour  , 
Spcil'd      days  iabotu*  of  a  God.] 

TrcmWe,  my  foul,  and  mourn  for  grief, 
That  fuch  a  foe  lhauld  feize  thy  breaft  ； 
Flv  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief  ； 
Oh  ！  may  ht  flay  this  trcach'rous  gueft. 

Then  to  tiiy  throne,  vidlorious  King, 
Then  to  thy  throne  our  lhout  ihall  rife  ； 
Thine  cverlafting  arms  we  fing^ 
For  fin,  thfe  monfter,  bleeds  and  dies.  

•  HYMN  XXV.    Common  Metre. 

Complaining  of  Spiritual  Shtb, 
1  Ti/TY  drouvfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  yc  fo  ！ 
XYJL  Awake  my  Huggifh  foul  I 
Nothing       half  thy  wojic  to  da  ; 
Yet  nothing's  half  fo  didl  ！ 

p  The  little  ftnts  for  one  poor  grain, 
Lahour,  and  tug,  and  ftrive  ； 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t，  obtaifi9 
How  negligent  wc  live  ！ 

3  Wc,  for  whofe  £ike  all  nature  ftands， 

And  ftars  their  courfes  move  ； 
Wc,  for  whofe  ffuard»  the  angeUbandt 
«  »  Come  flying  m>m  above  : 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down^. 

And  laboured  for  our  good  ； 
How  careleft  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purcha8，d  with  his  blood  ！ 

5  Lord,  ihall  wc  lie  fo  fluggifli  ftiU, 

A^i  never  adt  our  parts  ？  ^ 


140      Hymn  t69  27.     B.  II 

Come,  holy  Dovcy  from  th，  heav'nly  hill, 
And  fit  and  warm  our  hearts  ！ 

6  Then  (haU  our  adive  ipirits  move  ； 
Upward  our  foals  ihall  rife  : 
With  hands  of  £utb9  and  wings  of  lore. 
Well  fly,  and  take  the  prize. 

HYMN  XXVI.    Long  Metre. 

God  inwjhle. 
X  T  ORD,  we  are  Uiad,  poor  mortals,  blio6 
JLi  Wc  can't  behold  thy  bright  abode  ； 
O  ！  'tis  beyond  a  encatmr'i  mind. 
To  glance  a  thought  half-way  to  God* 

a  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  iky, 
The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone  ； 
Where  neither  wings,  nor  fouls  can  By, 
Nor  angels  climb  the  topleft  throne* 

3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  feat 
Of  gems  incomparably  bright  ； 

And  lays  beneath  his  iacred  fect  ！ 
Subftantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
Look  through,  and  cheer  us  from  above  ； 

ond  our  prailie  thy  grandeur  flies, 
we  adore,  and  yet  we  love* 

HYMN  XXVII.    Long  Metre. 

Praife  ye  bim9  all  his  Angeh.  Pialm  cxlviii.  %* 
1  r^i  OD  !  the  eternal,  awfiilrname, 

\Jf  That  the  whole  heav'nly  army  fears, 
That  (hakes  the  wide  creation's  frame. 
And  iktan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

a  Like  flames  of  fire  his  fervants  are, 

And  light  furrounds  his  dwelling-place  ； 

But,  O,  ye  fiery  flame^  declare 

The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 
3  ,Tw  not  for  fuch  poor  worms  as  we 

ta  fpeak  fo  infinite  si  thing  ； 


B.  IL      Hymn*  27，  28.  141 

But  your  immortal  eyes  furvey 

The  beauties  of  your  fov'rjeigpi  King. 

4  Tell  how  he  (hews  his  fmiling  face. 
And  clothes  all  hcav'n  in  bright  arriy  ； 
Triumph  and  joy  run  through  the  place9 
And  fongs  eternal  as  the  day. 

5  Speak— for  you  feel  his  burning  loye— 
What  zeal  it  fpreads  thrdkigh  all  your  frame  ！ 
That  facred  fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we,  on  earth,  have  loft  the  name. 

6  [Sing  of  his  pw'r  and  juftice  too  ； 
That  infinite  right  hand  of  his. 
That  vaftquifh'd  fatan  and  his  crew, . 
When  thunder  drove  tiiem  down  from  bliikj 

1  What  mighty  ftorms  of  poifon'd  darts 
Were  hurl'd  upon  the  rebels  there  ！ 
What  deadly  jav'lins  nail，d  their  Jieartt 
Tift  to  the  racks  of  long  defpair  ！ 

S  [Sbout  to  your  King,  ye  hcav'nly  hofl:  ； 
You  that  beheld  the  finking  foe  ； 
Firmly  ye  ftood  when  they  were  loft  ； 
Praifc  tne  rich  grace  that  kept  yc  fo9 

9  Proclaim  kU  wonders  frcmi  the  fkics  ； 
Let  cv*ry  diftant  nation  hear  j 
And,  while  you  found  his  lofty  praifc? 
Let  humble  mortals  bow  and  fear.]  

HYMN  XXVIII, ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Death  and  Eternity. 
x  QTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  ufe  to  x^ic% 
O    Converfc  a  while  with  death  ; 
Think  how  a  gafping  mortal  \wt 
And  pants  away  his  breath, 

%  His  quiv*ring  lip  h^p^  feebly  dp^n» 
His  pulfe  is  £uat  ami  few  : 
Then,  fpeechlcf^  with  a  doleful  groaa. 
He  bids  the  WQrW  adi^Ut  ^ 


142       Hymn  28, 29.  B>IL 

3  Bat  Oh,  the  foul,  diat  never  dies  ！ 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ！ 
Yc  thoughts^  purfue  it  where  it  flies. 
And  track  its  wond'rous  way  ！ 

4  Up  to  the  oourtSy  where  angels  dwell. 

It  mounts triumphipg  there  ； 
Or  dcviU  plunge  it  down  to  hdl. 
In  infinite  dtfpair  I 

$  And  mull  my  body*  €unt  and  die  ？ 
And  muft  this  foul  remove  ？ 
Oh,  for  fome  guardian-angel  nigh9 
To  bear  it  &fc  aborc  ! 

6  Jefusy  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

My  aaked  foul  I  truft  ； 
.  And  my  flefh  waiU  for  thy  command, 
Tq  drop  into  my  dufU 

HYMN  XXIX.    Common  Metre, 

Redemption  by  Price  and  Power* 

I  TESUS,  with  all  tbv  feints  above, 
J   My  tongue  would  bear  her  part  ； 
Would  found  aloud  U17  laving  love^ 
And  fing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

a  Blcfs'd  he  the  Lamb,  my  deareft  Lord» 
Who  boueht  me  with  his  blood,. 
And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  fword  )) 
In  his  own  vital  flood  ；        '  J ) 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  foul 

From  fatan's  heavy  chains. 
And  fent  the  lion  down  to  howl, 
Where  hdl  and  horror  reikis, 

4  All  gloiy  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

never  ceafing  praifc, 
White  angels  live  to  know  kh  name, 
— faints  to  feel  his  graoe. 


B.  It  Hymn  30.  143 

ᅳ HYMN  XXX.    Short  Metre. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  £artb, 
i     [i^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
•  v^i   And  let  our  joys  be  known  ； 
Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 
And  thus  furround  the  throne. 
%     The  forrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banifh'd  from  the  place  : 
Religion  never  was  defign'd 
To  make  our  pleafures  lefs.] 

3  Let  thofc  reftife  to  fing, 
That  never  knew  our  God; 

But  fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  kin^ 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  [The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  wheo  he  pleafe, 

That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  lky>  ' 
And  manages  the  feas.] 

5  This  awful  Ood  is  ours. 
Our  Father  and  our  love  ； 

He  will  fend  down  his  heavenly  powVs 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  ihall  fee  his  fkee. 
And  never,  never  fin  ； 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endlefs  pleafures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rife 
To  that  immortal  ftate» 

The  thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  bli6 
Should  conltaat  joys'  create* 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  Mow  ； 

Cekftial  fruits,  on  earthly  ground. 
From  faith  and  ^ope  may  grow.] 

9  [The  hill  of  Zion  yields 
A  thoufand  lacred  fweeUy 


144      Hymn  3  녜  B.II. 

Before  we  reach  the  hcav'aly  fidd% 

Or  walk  the  golden  ftreets. 
xo  Then  】ct  our  fongs  aboundt 

And  ev,ry  tear  be  dry  ； 
We're  marching  through  ImnuumePs  groond 

To  fairer  worids  on  high.) 

HYMN  XXXI.    Long  Metre. 

CbriJ^j  Prefence  makes  Death  eajjf. 
I  "\TTHY  ihouki  we  ftart,  and  fear  to  die  ? 
VV  What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  art  I 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endleis  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there* 

%  The  pcdns9  the  groans,  and  dying  ftrifb. 
Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away  ； 
Still  we  Ihrink  back  again  to  lifb, 
Fqnd  of  our  prifon9  luid  our  clay*  ' 

3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet,  1 
My  foul  (hould  ftretch  her  wings  in  haftet 
Fly,  fearleik,  through  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  fed  the  terrors  as  ihe  pafs'd* 

4  Jcfus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feci  foft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breaft  I  lean  my  head. 

And  breathe  my  life  put  fwectly,  there.   .  _ 

HYMN  XXXIL  CommonMetrc- 

FraiHy  and  Polfy. 
I  TTOW  fhort  and  hafty  is  our  life! 
xl  How  vaft  our  fbub,  affairs  I 
Yet  fenfdefe  mortals  vainly  ftrive 
To  lavifh  out  their  years. 

%  Our  days  run  thoughtlefirly1  alonfy 

Without  a  moment's  ftay  ； 
Juft  like  a  ftory  <^  a  fong9 

We  pait  our  lives  awly. 
3  Ood9  from  on  high,  invites  ua  hotm<^ 


B，II,      Hymn  33^  53.  145 


And,  ctqr  battening  to  the  tomb. 
Stoop  dowQw^rd  4?  we  run« 


4  How  wi  defkrte  the  detpeft  faeU# 
―        "        "      abov<  " 
gcanc 

That  break  fucb  cevtis  of  love  ！ 


That  flight  the  joya  above  I 
What  chains  of  vengeance  ihould  wc  fed. 


5  Draw  n%  O  God,  with  fiw'reign  gwe! 
And  lift  our  Uiongfats  on  high, 
'     That  we  may  end  this  mental  rac«9 
And  fee  falvation  nigh* 

HYM N  XXXHI.    Common  Metre, 

The  hkjpif  ^eUtjL  in  Hmimm. 
1  "p  AISE  thee9  xnj  foul,  fly  up,  and  ran 
XV  Through  ev^ry  hea^nly  ftrcet, 
And  fay— there's  nought  below  the  ftin, 
^       Thars  worthy  of  thy  hvt. 

»  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  6crcd  wing«9 
And  tread  the  xourta  above : 
Nor  earth,  nor  all.  her  migbtieft  things 
Shall  tempt  our  meaneft  lQve.] 

3  There,  on  a  high  m^^tick  throne, 

Th,  almighty  Father  rftiga，, 
And  flicd«  nia  glorious  goodnefi  dewa 
On  all  the  Wfsf^i  pl^n$. 

4  Bright,  like  Hie  fiu^  the  Swear  Ct#» 

And  fpreads  etevn^l  soon  ； 
No  ev'nu^gs  there,  nor  glqQnm  vi^th 
To  waat  tbe  으  L，  • 


3  Aimdft  thofe  «mMhiniag 
Behold  the  facred  Dove  ' 
While  banilh'd  fin»  and  forrow  ffi<$ 
From  all  the  re^ms  of  lotrc. 

^  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 
Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ； 
Andjtaints  and  ferapha  fing  ami  Jgtiify 


146      Hymn  요 4,  ^  RIL 


7  tBut,  Of  what  beams  of  hcav'nly  grace 

Tranfport  them  all  the  while  f 
Ten  thoufapd  (mfles  frem  Jcfus*  hcc$ 
Ami  love  in  cvVy  finik  ！] 

8  Jefusy  O  when  lhall  that  dear  day. 

That  joyful  hour,  appear. 
When  I  ihall  leave  this  houfe  of  day» 
To  dwell  among  them  there  ？  

HYMN  XXXIV.    Common  Metre. 

fireatbing  after  the  Holy  Spirit  ；  «r,  Fcrventy 


1       O  ME,  Holy  Spirit^  heavenly  Dove, 
V>i  With  all  thy  quick'niag  pow'ivi 
Kindle  a  flame  of  lkcred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours.  ， 
%  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below. 
Fond  of  tbefe  trifling  toys  : 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fly,  nor  got 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongs9 

In  vain  we  ftrivc  to  rife  ； 
Hofannas  languiih  on  our  tongues 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  ！  and  fhall  wc  ever  five 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ？ 
Our  love  fo  faint,  fo  cold  to  tbee» 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ？ 


Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Davcf 
With  all  thy  qokk'ning  powers  ； 

Come,  flied  abroad  a  Saviour's  Iotcj 
And  that  ihall  kindle  ours. 


HYMN  XXXV.    Common  Metre. 


Praife  to  God  for  Creation  and  Rcdemftk^ 

LET  them  negled  thy  glory,  Lord, 
Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ； 


But  our  loud 
Ah.     The  waadq 

^벼  Ji 


BL  II,      Hymw  35，  36,  147 

%  We  raife  our  lhoute,  O  God,  to  thee, 
And  fend  them  to  thy  throne  ； 


Tbe  undivu 

3  ，Twaa  He,  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

Who  form'd  us  by  a  word  ； 
*TMra8  He  reftor'd  our  ruia'd  frame  : 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  ！ 

4  Hoiknna  ！  let  the  earth  and  ikies 

Repeat  the  joyfiil  foatid  ； 
！      Ro«ks,  hills,  and  vales,  rcfleft  the  voice 
'         In  one  eternal  round.  L  

HYMN  XXXVI.    Short  Metre, 

Cbr'tfiU  Inteweffion. 

%  TTTELL,  the  Redeemer's  goae 
W     T，  appear  before  our  God, 
To  fprinkle  o*er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  blood* 

%    No  fiery  Tengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ； 
If  juftice  calls  for  linnar's  blood. 
The  Saviour  ihews  his  own* 

3  Before  bis  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  fait  he  moves  ； 

The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
An4  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves* 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honour  fing  ； 

JefuS)  the  Prieft,  receives  our  (bn$s. 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  (Wc  b»w  brfore  his  face, 
And  foirnd  his  glories  high : 

4*  Hofanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 
"  Who  lays  his  thunder  by.] 

f  6     "On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

L ,     한  A»d.triuxnolis  all  above  ；    »  휼,  ᅭ 


148      Hyb»t  37, 38.      &  II 

"  But,  Lord,  how  Weak  are  tnoxtal  Unks 
"To 


7    [**  How  ^  ― 

u  Are  all  the  notes  wc  fiog  ！ 
"  Sweet  Saviour,  tuoe  our  fbngs  zittitt 
«  And^they  ffaall  pleafe  the  fon^  _ 

HYMN  、iiX VII.    Common  Metre. 

Tift  fame, 

j  T  IFT  up  your  eyes  to  tk*  hdv'riy  ^% 
JL«  your  Redeemer  ftays : 

Kind  Interceflbr^  there  he  fits. 
And  loves,  and  pleads^  and  pr&f^ 

S  iTwas  well,  my  foul,  lie  Ay9d  for  thee, 
And  ihed  his  tital  blo6d  ;  ' 
Appeas'd  ftefft  juftice  011  the  tree^ 
And  4liett  arofe  to  God. 
3  Petitions  tiow,  md  ptaifb  may  rife, 
"  faints  t"       ᅳ'  " 


And  faints  theit  offVi^s  bring  ； 
'    The  Pricft,  with  his  own  lacfificei 
Prcfcnte  thein  to  tbe  Kinp. 

4  [Let  Papifts  tmft  whftt  names  ikey  pJ^> 

Their  faints  and  «ngeh  boaft  % 
We've  no  fuch  advocates  as  thefe. 
Nor  pray  to  ih9  heav^y  hoitg 

5  Jefus  alone  (hall  htkr  mf  critd 

Up  to  Ms  Fathers  thrtme  ； 
He,  deareft  hord^  perfumes  my  Sghs^ 
And  fweeteas  Cry  groan* 

6  [T«n  thnonfend  fwraifta  to  'the  Ktng> 

Hofanna  in  the  htgh'ft  ； 
Ten  thoufand  thanks  our  spirits  h^Sig 
To  God,  and      hb  Chriftj  ᅩ 

HYMN  XXXVIII,    Common  Metre! 

Xove  to  God* 
*  TTAS?y  the  lieart  where  grace*  reign. 


H9 


B.  IL      Hymn  ^8,  39， 

Love  is  the  brightcft  of  the  train, 
♦  And  ftrengthep  all  the  reft. 

%  Knowledge*-*alas  ！  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear  $ 
Our  ftubborn  fins  will  fight  and  reipi. 
If  love  be  abfent  there, 

3  ，Tw  ！ oyc  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet  C 

hi  fwift  obedience  move  ； 
TBhe  devils  koow*^and  trcmbk  too  ； 
But  fjttzn  cannot  JoTt. 

4  This  is(th€  mce  th^t  lires  and  fings, 

When  faith  and  hope  fkall  ceafc  ；  • 
'Tie  this  (hall  ftrikc  our  joyful  ftringi 
In  the  fweet  realms  of  wife. 

5  Before  we  quite  forfake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode. 
Let  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  fee  our  fmiling  God, 

HYMN  XXXIX.    Common  Metre* 

TB^  Sbortnefi  and  Mifery  of  Life* 
j  f\VVi  dajrs»  alas  ！  our  mortal  days, 
Are  ihort  and  wretched  tool 
"  Evil  and  few,"  the  Patriarch  fays, 
And  well  the  Patriarch  ^ncw. 

%  'Tis  bat,  at  beft,  a  narrow  bound, 
That  heav'n  allows  to  men  ； 
And  pains  and  iins  run  through  the  round 
Of  threefcone  years  and  ten. 
5  Well— if  jt  myft  be  fad  and  few. 
Ran  on,  my  days,  in  haftc  ； 
Moments  of  fin,  and  months  of  wo, 
Yc  cannot  fly  too  faft.  ' 

4  Let  heav'nly  love  prepare  my  foul. 
And  call  her  to  the  Ikies, 
Where  years  of  long  Cadvation  roH,  - 
And^loiy  n^er  dies.  • 


150    -  Hymn 40, 41*  II. 


HYMN  XL.    Common  Metre. 

Our  Comfort  in  the  Covenant  made  <tuitb  Cbr$, 
S  |^\U  R  God,  how  firm  his  promife  ftandS} 
VJ   E?*n  when  he  hides  his  face  ！ 
He  trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
His  glory,  and  his  grace. 

%  Then  why,  my  fou]t  thefe  (ad  complaints} 
Since  Chiift  and  we  are  one  ？  % 
Thy  God  is  £uthful  to  his  feints^  ' 
Is  faith^il  to  his  Son. 

t  Beneath  \k%  ihules  my  heart  has  livM, 
And  part  of  heaven  pofifeis'd  ； 
I  praiie  his  name  for  grace  rccciv'd, 
And  truft  him  for  tfac  reft.  

HYMN  XXX ᅳ Long  Metre. 

A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  World, 
t  [TTP  to  the  fields,  where  angels  lie, 
\J    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out,  and  fif, 
But  fin  hangs  heayj  on  my  fouf, 

%  Thy  wond'rous  blood,  dear  dying  Chrift» 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove  y 
And  thou  can，ft  bear  me  where  thou  fly*ft, 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celeftial  Dove  ！ 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up，  and  fee 
The  glories  of  th*  eternal  ikies  ； 

What  little  things  thefe  worlds  would  be^ 
How  dofpicable  to  my  eyes  ！] 

4  had  I  a  glance  of  th£e9  my  God, 
Kiagdom8  and  men  would  vaniib  foon  \ 
Vanifli,  as  though  I  law  them  not, 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon* 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  me, 
I  Jhouia  perceive  the  noife  no  more 

^  \^  we  can  hear  a  fhalring  leaf, 

^wattling  thunders  r^nd  us  roas. 


수 


B,  IL      Hym^  42,  43,  151 

6  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  Icfvely  face  ； 
And  all  my  powVs  ihall  bow,  and  fing 
Thine  endlefs  grandeur,  and  thy  grace. 

HYMN  XLII.    Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  God. 
1  Ti /TT  God,  what  endiefs  pleafures  dwell 
1YX  Above,  at  thjr  i%ht  hand  I 
Thy  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  ftand  ！ 

a  The  fwallow  near  thy  temple  lies. 

And  chirpft  a  cheeniil  Bote  ；  、 
•fhc  lark  mounts  upward  toward  the  fkies, 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat : 

3  And  wc,  when  in  thy  prefence#  Lord, 

Do  ihout  with  jo^fiil  tongues  ； 
Or,  fitting  round  our  Father's  board, 
Wc  crown  the  feaft  with  fongs. 

4  While  Jefus  fiiines  with  quick'ning  grace, 

Wc  fifig,  and  mount  on  high  ； 
But,  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
Wc  faint,  and  twef  and  die. 

5  JJuft  as  wc  Ice  the  lonefome  dove 

Bemoan  her  widowM  ftate, 
Wand'ring,  lhe  flies  through  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate, 

6  Juft  fo,  our  thoughts  from  thing  to  thing 

In  reftlcfs  circles  rove  ； 
Juft  fo,  we  droop,  and  hang  the  wing, 
yhen  Jefuft  hides  his  loye.] 

HYMN  XLIIL    Long  Metre. ： 

Chriji，s  Sufferings  and  Olorj. 
i  XTO  W  for  a  tunc  of  loftyoraife       t  _j、 
IN  To  great  Jehovah ，에 f^Son  ！  ^IffNI 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'my  lays, 
Tell  loud  the  ngmddrs  he  hath  done. 


！  52      Hymn  43,44*  B>H> 

%  Sing,  how  he  left  tlie  worlds  of  lights 
^nd  the  bright  robes  he  were  above  \ 
How  fwift  xnd  joyful  was  his  flight  、 
On  wings  of  everlaftiog  love  I  、 

3  [Down  to  this  bafe,  this  fiitful  carti^ 
He  came  to  raife  our  nature  high  | 
He  came  t，  atone  Aimtglity  wrath— 
Jefue,  the  God,  wm  born  to  die.] 


Large  as  tie  loads  of  afi  eur  £uih.] 


TV  Almighty  captive 
And  rok  to  croriaftiRg  day. 

6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  fons  of  light* 
Up  to  his  throne  of  ihini&g  grace  ； 
See  what  immortal  glories  fit 
Round  the  fweet  beauties  of  his  face  \ 

7  Among  a  thoufimd  harps  and  fongsy 
JeAiBy  the  God,  exalted  reigns  ； 

His  £icred  name  fills  ali  their  tonguesy 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  piaias  ？ 

HYMN  XLIV,    Long  Metre, 

Hell  s  or,  the  Vengeance  of  Gsd» 


•\TTITH  holy  fear,  and  humble  foogf 
W   The  dreadful  God  our  fouls  adore  $ 
Rev'rencc       awc#becomc  the  tongue 
That  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  his  pow'r* 


a  Far,  in  the  dttp9  where  darknds  dwdby 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair 
Juftice  has  built  a  difmal  heH, 


베1' 


of  horror  and  defpair^ 
s  built  a  difmal  heH, 
4 laid  h^|U£8  of  vengeance  thcre# 
-tenial  ^>lagn|^iid  heavy  chainst 
^natotiDg  racks,  a&4  fi«ry  coaUf 


B.  It      Hymw  45:，  46,  153 

And  darts  t'  infiid  immorUl  pains. 
Dipt  in  the  blood  of  damned  fouls. 

•  There  fatan9  the  firft  finner,  lies, 
Afid  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands  ； 
In  vain  the  rebel  ftrives  to  rife, 
Crulh'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands.} 

5  There  guilty  ghofts,  of  Adam98  race, 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ； 
Once  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace. 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son—?* 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call  | 
£lie  your  damnation  haftens  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall. 

HYMN  XLV.    Long  Metre, 

Oo^s  Condefeenfion  to  cut  Worjhlp* 
I  "TUY  fkyours.  Lord,  furprire  our  fojils  \ 
JL  Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  I 
What  canft  tliou  find  beneath  t}ie  poks^ 
To  tenant  thy  chaiiot  downward  thus  \ 

%  Still  mijslit  he  fill  his  fttrry  thronef 
And  pleafe  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  fongs  \ 
But  hcav'nly  majefty  comes  down. 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues  ！ 

3  Great  God  ！  what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  love  (b  infinite  as  thine  ！ 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tenguen  but  clay. 
But  thy  compaffion'i  all  divine, 

HYMN  XL VI.    Long  Metre. 

God，s  Ckmdefemfion  u  Human  Affmrs. 

X  T  TP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
v>  And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  cverlafting  praifes  fly,  쩨^0 
And  tefl  how  lar^e  hi$  bounties  arey  』 


154      Hymn  46,  47I  RIL 

%  [He  that  can  (bake  the  worlds  he  made. 
Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod  \ 
His  goodnefs,  how  amazing  great  ！ 
And  what  a  conddbending  (Sod  I 

3  God,  that  muft  ftoop  to  view  the  ikie$y 
And  bow  to  fee  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  oar  earth  he  caits  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footftcpe  downward  too.] 

4  He  ovcr-mles  all  mortal  things! 
And  manages  bur  mean  affairs  ； 
On  humUe  fouls  the  King  of  kings 
Beftows  his  counfel^  and  his  caret. 

5  Our  forrows  and  our  tears  we  pottr 

into  the  bofom  of  our  God  ； 
ie  hean  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  u»  bear  the  heavy  load. 

6  Iq  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  conde£ceniion  to  perform  ；  , 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  fo  high 
Above  their  meaneft  fcllow-wonn. 

^  Oh  ！  eould  our  thankful  hearts  devlfe 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace» 
To  the  third  heav'n  our  ibngs  ihould  rifb. 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  pradfe.  ^ 

HYMN  XLVn.  LongMetrer 

Glory  and  Grace  h  the  Per/on  of  Cbrifi* 
1  VTOW  to  the  LonJ  a  noble  fong  ！ 

Awake,  my  foul  ；  awake,  my  tongue  ； 
Hofanna  to  th*  Eternal  name  ！  , 
'  Arid  all  hie  boundtefe  love  procTaun. 

%  See,  where  it  (hines  in  Jcfiw,  face, 
Tb€  brigkteft  image  of  his.  grace  ； 
God,  in  tiic  perfoa  of  his  Son, 
Hm  all  his  mightieft  works  out-done. 
3  The  fpaciou^aith,  and  fpreadiog  flood* 
^  Pwlaim  the  wife  and  powW  ©04  ； 


B.  II.  、    Hymn  47,  48*     ^  !55 

And  thy  rich  glories  €rom  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev,ry  rolling  ftar. 

4  Buty  in  his  looks,  a  glory  ftands, 
The  nobleft  labour  of  thine  hands  : 
The  pleafing  hiftre  of  his  eyes 
Outihines  the  wonders  of  the  fides. 

$  Grace  ！  'tis  a  fwect,  a  charming  theme  ； 
My  thoughts  rdoicc  at  Jcfus,  naiae  ； 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  tLe  found  ； 
Ye  heaVn8,  reflect  it  to  the  ground* 

6  Oh,  may  I  lire  to  reach  the  phm 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  fece— 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold^ 
And  fing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  f 

HYMN  XLVHI.    Common  Metre, 

Love  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 
I  TTOW  vain  arc  all  things  here  belovr  I 
JTX   How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ！ 
Each  pkafure  hath  its  poifon  too. 
And  ev'ry  fwect  a  figure  ！ 

%  The  brigkteft  things  below  the  iky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light  ； 
We  (hould  fufped  fome  danger  ni^f 
Where  we  pofieis  i 


3  Our  deareft  jof  s,  and 
The  partners  of  crur 
How  tbey  divide  our  i 
And  teaw!  ^uthalf 

IRRie  foi^fs  oia  creature's  love, 
HoW  VSfo^g  it  ftrikes  the  fen&  ！ 
QQii^er  the  warm  afiedioas  more. 
Nor  czfk  wc  call  them  thence* 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beautiea  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  ； 
And  grace  command  my  I 퉈 art  away 
Ih'oai  all  created  gooo. 


156      Hymn  49, 50^  B,H, 
HYMN  XLIX.    Common  Metre. 

Mofes  dying  in  the  Embraces  of  (Sod, 

1  *T\EATH  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid« 
XJ    If  God  be  with  us  there  ； 

We  may  walk  through  its  darkeft  fiiade^ 
And  never  yidd  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below. 

If  my  Creator  bid-; 
And  run,  if  I  were  caU'd  to  go. 
And  die  as  Mofes  did. 

3  Might  I  Imt  climb  to  Pifgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land. 
My  fldh  itfelf  would  long  to  drop9 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  CUTp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  anoSy 

I  would  foi^ct  my  breath  ； 
And  lofe  my  life  among  the  channi 

Of  fo  divine  a  deaths  、  _ 

ᅳ HYMN  L. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

Comforts  under  Sorrows  and  Pairu, 
t  1U[0  W  let  the  Lord»  my  Sm(mt9  &uk9 
XN  And  fhew  my  naaye  upon  his  heart  % 
I  would  fqrget  my  pains  a  wbtlet 
And  in  the  pleaiure  loft  ttie  Sm9xt* 

%  But  oh  ！  it  fweHs  my  forrowB  hi^ 
To  fee  «iy  blefTed  Jg6m»  frown  ； 
My  fpiriU  finl^  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  fpfeng 홧  df  life  u€^^m»  •  • 

3  Yet  why,  my  foul,  why  thtfllc 
Still,  while  ke  frowns,  hit  bcran 
Still,  on  his  heart,  be  bears  his 
And  feels  their  forrow^  and  his 

4  My  name  is  printed  cm  his  hreaA  ； 
His  . book  of  life  coatains  my  name  : 

rather  have  it  there  imprefsM, 
^Tha»  in  the  bright  rccorcU  of  hme^ 


will  ； 


B.  II.      Hymn  50，  51，  I57 

5  When  the  laft  fire  burn&allj^ings  here, 
Thofe  letters  (hall  fecuraviEand, 

And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  hpbk  appear. 
Writ  by  th，  eternal  F 햇 fer、  hand. 

6  Now  (hal)  my  minutes  fmoothly  i 
Whflft  heYe  I  wait  my  Fathers 
My  rifing  and  my  fetting  fun 
Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

ᅳ HYMN  LI. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

God  the  Son  equal  <witb  the  Father. 

I  T>RIGHT  King  of  Glory,  dreadftil  God  1 
D  tOur  fpirit8  bow  before  thy  feat : 
To  thee  we  lift  a  humble  thought, 
And  worllup  at  thine  awful  feet. 


[Th 

All! 

And 
The 


pow'r  hath  fermM,  thy  wifibm  fways, 
nature  with  a  fov'reign  word  5 


the  bright  world  of  ftars  obeys 
will  of  their  fuperior  Lord.] 


[Mercy  an^rathJinitc  in  one, 

And,  ^Hng9  nt/t  tKy  right  hand  : 

Eternal  jufticc/oi^ds  thy  thrpne, 

And  vengeande^ wait\thy  dread  command.} 

A  thoufand  {cr^hs9jtroTig  and  bright. 
Stand  round  the  |linous  Deity  ； 
But  who,  amonalfShe  fons  of  light, 
Pretends  com|tofoii\cith  thee  ？ 

Yet  ther«  is  on0kDfJRiman  frame, 
Jcfus,  array'd  inSffi  and  blood. 
Thinks  it  no  roUKer^tp  claim 
A  full  equaliupwith  < 


6  [Their  glory 
Their  effence'i] 
Though  they 
The  Fathe 
O 


th  equal  beams  ； 
ever  one  ； 

nown  by  diff，rent  name*, 
OD^find  God  the  Son. 


1^8      Hymn  52,53.  B.IL 

7  Tben  ht  the  natfl^ofJChrift,  our  King, 
With  equal  honomwe  adored  ； 
His  praife  let  ev'n^nd  fing ~« 
And  all  the  natiqg^  oi^the  Lord.]  

HYMN  LIL ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Death  dreadful,  $r  deligbt/ui. 
1  "pvEATH  ！  ,tia  a  melancholy  day 
-  U   To  thofe  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  foul  is  fore'd  away 
To  feek  her  laft  abode. 

a  In  vain  to  heav'n  (he  lifts  her  eyes  ； 
But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
StHl  drags  her  downward  from  the  fiues^ 
To  darknefsy  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake,  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell— 

,Let  ftubborn  finncrs  fear  ； 
You  muft  be  driv'n  from  earths  and  dwell 
A  long  forever  there  ！ 

4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you> 

And  flafh68  in  your  face  ； 
And  thou,  my  ibul,  look  downward  too^ 
And  fing  recovering  grace. 

5  He  19  a  God  of  foVreign  lore, 

Who  promis'd  heavTi  to  me, 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  foar  above. 
Where  happy  fpirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord%  for  thy  right  hand. 

Then  come  the  joyful  day  ； 
Come,  death,  and  fomc  tdmsl  band. 
To  bear  my  foul  away,  

HYMN  LnL    Common  Metre. 

The  Pilgrim^  of  the  Saints  ；  or^Eartb  and  Heaveii* 
1  T  ORD  ！  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
That  yields  us  no  fup^y  ； 
No  cheering-  fruits,  no  wh(4efd||e  trces» 
Nor  ftreama  of  living  Jby  ！  \ 


r— 


» IL        Hymn  53>  i^q 

^ut  prickling  thorns  through  all  the  grouad, ᅳ ~ 

And  mortal  poifons^grow  ； 
end  all  the  rivers  that  are  found 

With  dangerous  waUrs  flow. 

ct  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 
Lks  through  this  horrid  land  ； 
-ord  ！  wc  would  keep  that  hcav'nly  roadi., 
And  run  at  thy  command. 


/ 


wc  would  keep  that 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

nr  fouls  ifaall  tread  the  defert  through 
With  undiverted  feet  ； 
nd  faith9  and  flaming  zeal,  fubdue 
The  terrors  that  wc  meet. 

5  [A  thouftnd  lavage  beails  of  prey 

Around  the  foreft  roam  ; 
But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  ftrangera  home.] 

6  Long  nights  and  darknefs  dwell  below, 

With  fcarce  a  twinkling  ray  ； 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go 
Is  everlafting  day.] 

j  By  glimmering  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears, 
We  trace  the  (acred  road  ； 
Through  difmal  deeps,  and  dang'rops  'Ihares, 
Wc  make  our  way  to  Cq4* 

fi  Our  journey  i§  a  thorny  maze. 
But  wc  march  upward  ftill  ； 
Forget  thefe  troubles  of  the  way^t  » 
And  reach  St  Zion's  hill, 

9  [See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gate$9 
InTiting  us  to  come  ！ 
There  Jefus,  the  Forerunner,  waits 
To  welcome  travelers  homej 

jo  There,  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  mount, 
Our  weary  fouls  fliall  fit, 
And,  with  tranfporting  joys,  recoup 혹 
The  labours  of  our  feet. 


i6o      Hymn  54，  55.      B.  IL 

xx  [No  vain  difcourfe  ihall  fill  our  tongue, 
Nor  trifles  vex  oul'car  ； 
Infinite  grace  ihall  be  our  fong. 
And  God  rejence  to  hear.] 

xa  Eternal  glory  to  the  King, 

Who  brought  us  lkfely  through  ；  % 
Our  tongues  ihall  never  ceafe  to  £mg9 
And  endlcfs  praife  renew.  

HYMN  LIV, ᅳ Common  Metre. 

God，s  Prefence  is  Eight  in  Darknefs* 
z  Ti/[Y  GOD,  .the  fpring  of  all  my  joys, 
1V1    The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brighteft  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  ！ 

a  In  darkeft  {hades,  if  he  appear. 
My  dawning  is  begun  ！ 
He  ig  my  foul's  fwcet  Morning  Star, 
And  he  my  rifing  Sun. 

3  The  opening  beav'ns  around  me  fhine 

With  beams  of  facred  blifs. 
While  Jefu8  fhews  his  heart  is  mine. 
And  whifpers I  am  biu 

4  My  foul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay* 

At  that  transporting  word  ； 
Run  up  with  joy  the  Ihining  way 
T'  embrace  my  deareft  I^rd  ； 

5  Fcarlefe  of  hell  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev*ry  foe  ； 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith> 

Should  bear  me  conq^or  through.   

HYMN  LV. ᅳ Common  Metre- 

  Frail  Life9  and  fucceeding  Eternity^ 

J  HTHEE  we  adore,  etcroal  Name, 
•I     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ； 
What  dymg  wonns  arc  we  \ 


B.  >L      Hymn  55，  56.  161 


%  [Our  wafting  lives  grow  Ihorter  ftUJ, 
As  months  and  days  incpeafe  \ 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulfe  we  tdj 
Leaves  but  the  number  left, 
2  The  year  rolls  round,  an4  fteals  away 
The  breath  that  firft  it  gave  ； 
Whatever  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave,] 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  through  ali  the  ground, 

To  puih  us  to  the  tomb  ； 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  aroirad,  、 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Good  God  ！  on  what  a  flender  threa4  '7 
Hang  everlafting  things  ！  / 

Th,  eternal  ftates  of  all  the  dead 


Upas  life's  feeble  ftrin^s  ！ 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endjefs  wo, 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ； 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  I  / 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  fenfe 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ； 
And,  if  our  fouls  are  hupy*d  benee, 
May  th<ey  be  found  with  God*  _ 

HYMN  LVL    Common  Metre. 

ffbe  Miferj  of  being  wth%ut  God  in  this  World  ；  »r. 


l  XTO  ！  I  (hall  envy  them  no  more, 
IN    Who  grow  profanely  great, 
Though  tbey  increafc  their  golden  ftore4 
And  life  to  wond'rous  height. 
%  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
Upon  this  earthly  clod  ； 
Well— they  may  fearch  the  creature  through, 
For' they  have  ne'er  a  God. 
3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too. 


vain  Pro/Verity. 


A«d  think  your  life  your  owv  ；  • 


1 62      Hymn  56, 57>  B.tl. 

But  death  comes  haft'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  dowiu 

4  Ycb you  muft  bow  your  ftately  head  ； 

Away  ^our  fpirit  flics  ； 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed. 
To  bear  it  to  the  lkics. 

5  Go  now,  and  boaft  of  all  your  ftoresy 

And  tell  how  bright  they  Ihine  ； 
Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  duft  arc  yours, 

And  my  Redeemers  mine  ！  .  

ᅳ HYMN  LVIL    L»ng  Metre. ᅳ 

The  Pleafures  of  a  good  Confcience* 
I  T  ORD,  how  fecure  and  bleft  are  they 
-L*  Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  fin  ! 
Should  ftorms  of  wrath  fhake  eartk  an 읊  fefly 
Their  minds  hav£  hcav'n  and  peace  withiiu  , 

o,  The  day  glides  fweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ； 
And  fofk:  and  fiknt  as  the  ihades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  [Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  coxoc  on, 
But  fly  not  half  fo  fwift  away  ； 

Their  fouls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  fummer  ev  nings  be* 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th，  heav'nly 
Where  groves  of  living  pleafures  grow  ！ 
And  longing  hope*,  and  cheerful  fmiles, 
Sit  undiJhirbM  upon  their  brow.] 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  toys  ； 
But  ipend  the  day  and  ftiare  the  night 
In  numbing  o'er  the  richer  joys, 
That  heav'n  prepares  for  their  delights 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  mole^ 
Lie  grov'ling  in  the  duft  below  ； 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  fouls, 

Aiid  wt'H  aspire  to  glory  too*  、： 


B.  It  Hymn  5^  $g.  163 
HYMN  LVIIL    Common  Metre. • 

Tke  Sbortneft  of  Life,  and  the  Goodnefs  of  CoJ. 

1  TIME  ！  What  an  empty  vapour  ，ti«  ！ 

JL    And  days,  how  fwift  they  are  ！ 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies. 
Or  like  a  fhooting  ftar. 

%  [The  prefent  moments  juft  appear, 
Then  Aide  aw^y  in  hafte  ； 
That  \fe  can  never  fay they're  here  s 
But  only  fzy^tJbe/re  pafi.] 

2  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing. 

And  death  is  ew  xugh  5 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die.] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God  ！  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lafting  favours  lhare  ； 
Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thou  load'ft  the  rolling  year* 

5  ，Tis  fov'reign  mercy  finds  us  food. 

And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love  ；  • 
While  grace  ilands  pointing  out  the  road. 
That  leads  our  fouls  above. 

6  His  goodnefs  runs  an  endkfa  round  $ 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  ！ 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound  ； 
And  be  his  name  ador'd  ！ 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lafting  fdng  ； 

And  when  we  clofe  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praife  prolong, 
Till  time  and  nature  dies, 

HYMN  LIX-    Common  Metre. 

Paradife  on  Earth. 
t       LORY  to  God,  who  walks  the  ftiy^ 
\J  And  fends  his  bldfings  through  | 
Who  tella  his  faints  of  joys  #n  higlt»  ^\ 
And  gives  a  tafte  below. 


164      Hymn  $9，  60,      B,  II, 


%  [Glory  to  God,  who  ft  oops  his  throne. 
That  duft  and  worms  may  fcc't,  . 
And  brings  a  glimpfc  of  glory  down 
Around  his  facred  feet. 

3  When  Chrift,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd, 


，Tis  a  young  heav'n  on  earthly  ground. 
And  gloxy  in  the  bud, 

4  A  blooming  paradifc  of  joy 

In  this  wild  defart  fpringf  ； 
And  e^ry  fenfc  I  ftrait  employ 
On  fw«ct  celcftial  things. 

5  White  lilies  all  around  appear, 

And  each  his  glory  lhows  ！ 
The  rofe  of  Sharon  bloflbms  her 활 
The  faircft  flowrr  that  blows. 

6  Cheerful  I  feaft  on  heav'nly  fruit, 

And  drink  the  pleafures  down  ； 
Plcafures  that  flow  hard  by  the  foot 
♦   Of  the  eternal  throne  ！] 

7  But,  ah  ！  how  foon  my  joys  decay  % 

How  foon  my  fins  axife9 
And  fnatch  th*  hcav'nly  fcene  away 

From  thefe  lamenting  eyes  ！ 
S  When  ihall  the  time,  dear  Jcfus,  when 

The  ftiining  day  appear, 
That  I  (hall  leave  thefe  clouds  of  fin, 

And  guilt  and  darknefs  here  ？ 

9  Up  to  the  fields,  above  the  Ikies, 
My  hafty  feet  would  go  j 
There  everlafting  flow'rs  sudfc^ 

And  joys*  unwith，ring  grow.  

HYMN  LX.    Long  Metre. 

T 찼  Truth  of  God  tbt  Promifer^  or,  the  Promifes  fire  our  St' 

i  pRAISE, ev«rlallingpVaife, be  paid 
^A   To  Him  who  earths  fbuodatioQ  laid : 


B.  II.      Hymn  60,  6i.  165 

Praife  to  the  God  whofe  ftrong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  pleafe. 

d  Praife  to  the  goodnefs  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word  $ 
And  there,  as  ftrong  as  his  decrees. 
He  fets  his  kindeft  proxnifes. 

3  [Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give  ； 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live  ； 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  fpake9  and  fpread  the  ikies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  pow'rful  as  that  found 
That  bid  the  new-made  world  g«  round  ； 
And  ftvonger  than  the  folid  poks. 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 

5  Whence  then  (hould  doubts  and  fears  arife  ？ 
Why  trickling  forrows  drown  our  eyes  ？ 
Slowly,  alas  ！  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives* 

6  Oh,  for  a  ftrong,  a  lafting  faith. 
To  credit  what  th，  Almightv  faith  ！ 
T，  embrace  the  meffage  of  his  fon, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heav'n  our  own. 

7  Then,  ihoukl  the  earth's  old  pillars  (hake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  bre^k  ； 
Our  fteady  fouls  would  fear  no  more 

han  folia  r 


Our  everlafting  hopes  arife 

Above  the  ruinable  Ikies, 

Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns,  , 

And  his  *wn  court  his  pow^r  fuft^ns. 


HYMN  LXI,    Common  Metre- 

A  Thought  of  Death  and  Glory. 
"Ik^Y  foul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 
1V1  And  think  how  near  it  Hands, 
When  thou  muft  quit  this  houfc  of  <lavt 
And  fiy  to  unknown  land^ 


1 66      Hymn  6i,  62.     B.  II 

%  [And  you,  mine  eycg,  look  down  and  view 
The  hollow  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  prifon  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  fammons  com^.] 

3  Oh  ！  could  we  die  with  thofe  that  die. 

And  place  us  in  their  ftead  ； 
Then  would  our  fpirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  convcrfe  with  the  dead. 

1 

4  Then  flioald  wc  fee  the  iaints  abore 

In  their  own  glorious  forms,  . 
And  wonder  why  our  ibuls  Ihould  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  [How  wc  ihould  fcorn  thc&  clothes  of  fldh, 

Thcfc  fettere  and  thtf  load, 
And  loQg  for  cy'ning,  to  undrefB,  • 
That  wc  may  reft  with  God.] 

6  Wc  (hould  almoft  foriake  our  clay  %  \ 

Before  the  fummons  come, 
And  pray  and  wifh  our  fpuU  away  ' 
To  their  eternal  home.  ᅳᅳᅳ 

HYMN  LXIL   Common  Metre. 

Cod  the  Thunderer  ；  or，  the  laft  Judgment  and  ft//* 

l  CING  to  the  torcl!  yc  heav'nly  hofta, 
O   And  tliou,  O  earth,  adore  : 
Let  death  and  hell,  through  all  thdp  coaftfi, 
Sta^d  troubling  at  Jiig  pow'r,  '  % 

Z  His  founding  chartet  ihakes  the  iky9 
He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne  ； 
There  all  his  ftores  of  lightning  li^  . 
'J'iil  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  noftrils  breathe  out  fiery  ftrcams-* 
And  from  his  awful  tongue  、 
A  fov^reign  voice  divides  the  flames^ 
And  thunder  roars  along  ！ 

*         in  a  great  fiorm  oft  bunder ^  Augufi%Qtb^%^ 


B.  IL       Hymn  63,64.  167 

4  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  day, 

When  this  incenfed  God 
Shall  rend  the  fky,  and  burn  the  fca, 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad  ！ 

5  What  fiiall  the  wretch^  the  finner  do  ？ 

He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  ihall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  fink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempells  of  angry  fire  fliall  rolI> 

To  blaft  the  rebel  worm,  ^ 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul  J4 
In  one  eternal  ftorm,   -  

HYMN  LXIIL    Common  Metre,  a 

^*  A  Funeral,  Thought.  *，    .  .  I 

；  1  TTARK  ！  from  the  tewnbs,  a4«le£iiil  fewnd  fsc 
-      XX   Mine  cars,  attend  the  cry •  U 
If    "  Ye  living  men,  come,  view  the  ground  r 
«  Where  you  muft  ftiortly  He.  ^ 

%  "  Princes,  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed, 
"  In  fpitc.of  all  your  tow'rs  ；  • 

"  Muft  lie     low  as  ours."  ] 

3  Creat  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ？  ^  v 

An4  are  we  ftill  fecure  ！  l/\ 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb,         \  ^ 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ！  ^  J  ᄊ 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  gracCi  ^  、 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ； 
Then,  whe»  we  drop  this  dying  fldb, 
'fK       We'll  rife  above  the  iky.  

HYMN  LXIV,    Long  Metre. 

I 붉         Qfid  the  Glory  and  the  Defence  of  Zion. 
i  TT APPY  th?  church,  thou  facred  place, 
XX  The  feat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  j 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode  ； 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 


1 68       Hymn  64,6^  B.IL 


%  Thy  walls  are  ftrength,  and  at  thy  gato 
A  guard  of  heav'nly  warriors  waits  ； 
Nor  iball  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix,d  on  his  counfels,  and  his  love- 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  defigns  engage  ； 
Againft  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage  ； 

^  like  rifing  waves,  with  angry  roar, 
That  da£h,  and  die  upon  the  ihore, 

4  Then  let  our  ibuls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell  % 
His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

.5  God  is  our  (Meld,  and  God  our  fun  ； 
Swift  aa  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
•On  us  he  iheds  new  beams  of  grace. 
And  wc  refleft  his  hrightcft  praife,  

HYMN  LXV.    Common  Metre. 

r  a'be  H^es  of  Heaven  our  Support  under  Trials  m  Earth. 

i  TTT  HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

W    td'manfions  ill  the  Ikies, 
^    I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
Aod  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

%  Should  earth  againft  my  foul  engage 
-  ，  And  Jk^tfii  darU  be  hurl'd,     /  i  f  >  :  /  , 
'Hhen  I  can  fmile  at  fiMfs  rage,  '  ^  . ；；  j  /；^/ 
And  fece  a  frowning  world.  J 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  com. 

And  ftorms  of  forrow  fell  ； 
May  I  but  fafely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  Heav'ii,  my  A1U 

4  There  I  (hall  bathe  my  weary  fo«l 

In  feas  of  heav,nly  reft  ； 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 


B.  IL  Hymn  66，  67,  169 
HYMN  LXVL ᅳ Common  Metre. 

A  Projpeff  of  Heaven  makes  Death  eafy* 
X  nn  HERE  isa  land  of  pure  delight, 
X     Where  faints  immortal  reign  ； 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleafures  banifli  pain. 

a  There  everlafting  fpring  abides. 
And  ncver-with'ring  flow'rs  ； 
Dleatli^  like  a  narrow  fea,  divides 
This  hcav'nly  land  from  ours. 

Z  [Sweet  (kids,  beyond  the  fwelling  flood. 
Stand  dreft  in  living  green  : 
So,  to  the  Jews,  old  Canaan  ftood. 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  ftaft  and  (hrink. 

To  crof8  this  narrow  fea9 
And  linger,  ftiiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away.]  * 

5  Oh  ！  could  We  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Thofe  gloomy  doubts  that  rife ""- 
And  fee  the  Canaan,  that  we  love, 
With  unbedouded  eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mofes  ftood. 

And  view  tke  landfcape  o'er  ； 
Not  Jordan^  ftream,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  Oiore.  

HYMN  LXVIL    Common  Metre. 

God's  eternal  Dominion, 
1  |^iREAT  GOD  ！  how  infinite  art  thou  J 
vJX   What  worthlefs  worms  are  we  ！ 
L«t  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praife  to  Thee. 

%  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  flood, 
Ere  fea8  or  ftars  were  made  ； 
Thou  art  the  ever-living-  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead.. 
P 


170      Hymn  67，  68.  B,U, 

3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie 

To  thine  immcme  furvey. 
From  the  formation  of  the  ikyf 
To  tbe  great  burning»day. 

4  Sternity,  with  all  its  years. 

Stands  prefent  in  thy  view  ； 
To  Thee,  there's  nothing  old  appears— 
Great  God  ！  thox's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  through  various  fcenes  are  drawn, 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares  ； 
While  thine  eternal  thot^ht  moves  oa 
Thine  wdiftmb,d  affairs.  * 

6  Great  God  ！  how  infinite  art  Thoa  ！ 

What  worthlefs  worms  are  we  ！ 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow9 
And  pay  their  praife  to  Thee*  

HYMN  LXVII£    Common  Metre. 

Tbe  bumble  Wor/bip  of  Hewven* 
1  TfATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  fee 
JL    The  변 ace  of  thine  abode  ！ 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts,  and  fl«e 
Up  to  thy  &2t,  my  God  ！ 

%  Here  I  behold  thy  diftant  face9 
And  ，tis  a  pleating  fight  ； 
•  But  1q  abide  m  thine  embrace 

Is  infinite  delight  ！  ' 

3  I'd  part  with  ail  the  joys  of  fenfef 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ； 
Pleafure  fprings  frefh  forever  the&ce» 
Unfpeakabk,  unknown. 

4  [There  aU  the  heaVnly  hofts  are  feen  ； 

In  Oiining  ranks  they  move  ； 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love* 

T^n  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  feai| 
IV  adoring  armies  fall  i 


RIL       Hymn  68, 6g.  171 

With  joy  they  ihrink  to  nothing  there. 
Before  th*  eternal  ALL* 

6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  hoft 

In  duty,  and  in  blifs  ； 
While  lefs  than  nothing  I  could  boaft. 
And  vanitj  confefs.] 

7  The  more  thy  glories  ftrike  mine  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  (hall  lie  ； 
Thus,  while  I  fink,  my  joys  ihall  rife 

Unmeafurably  high,  

HYMN  LXIX.    Common  Metre. 

The  Faitbfulnefs  of  God  in  the  PromiJh、, 
i  ["DE  G I N,  my  tongue,  fome  heav'nly  theme, 
J3  And  Q>eaJL  fome  boundleis  thing  ； 
The  mighty  works,  or  mistier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  Kng, 

%  Tell  of  his  wond'rous  £uthfalnc&# 
And  found  his  pow'r  abroad  ； 
Sing  the  fwect  promife  of  his  gracef 
And  tbe  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  Solvation  f rem  the  Lord、 

For  wretched,  dying  men  ； 
His  hand  has  writ  the  iacred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engray'd,  as  in  eternal  bra&, 

Th&  mighty  promile  flunes  ； 
Nor  can  the  pow'rs  of  darkoefs  rafe 
Thole  ercrlafting  lines.]  , 

5  [He,  that  can  daih  whole  worlds  to  death. 

And  make  them  when  he  pleafe  ； 
He  ^eakfr-^and  that  Almighty  breatji 
Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 

6  His  Yery  word  of  gnce  is  ftrong 
I      As  that  which  bui)t  tb^  Ikies  ； 

The  voice  that  rolls  the  ftars  along 
Speaka^all  the  promi&s. 


172      Hymn  69,7a       B,  IL 

He  faid ― Let  the  wide  bea^n  be  fpready 

And  heav'n  was  ftrctch'd  abroad  ； 
Abr'amy  Vll  be  thy  God,  he  laid, 
And  he  was  Abr,am，s  God. 

Oh,  might  I  bear  thine  heav'nly  tongue 

But  whifper ~ thou  aH  mine  ！ 
Thofc  gentle  words  fhould  raife  my  fong 
To  notes  almoft  divine. 

How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoin 

And  think  my  heav'n  fecurc  ！ 
I'd  truft  the  all-creating  voice, 
And  faith  defircs  no  more.] 

HYMN  LXX,    Long  Metre. 

Kfodyj  Dominion  over  the  Sea.    Pf.  cvii.  23,  &c， 
j       OD  of  the  feasy  thy  thund'ring  voice 
Makes  all  the  roanng  waves  rejoice  ！ 
And  one  foft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  fink  them,  filent,  in  the  fand. 

S  If  but  a  Mofes  wave  thy  rod, 
The  fea  divides,  amd  owns  its  God  % 
The  ftormy  floods  their  Maker  knew. 
And  led  his  chofen  armies  through. 

3  The  fatly  ihoals,  amidft  the  £ea9 
To  thee,  their  Lord,  1  tribute  pay  ； 
The  meanbft  iifli  that  fwims  the  flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praife  to  God. 

W  [The  larger  monfters  of  the  deep 
On  thy  commands  attendance  keep  : 
By  thy  permi/Hon,  fport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  .God  his  voice  of  tempeft  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  ftil】,  and  fears  ； 

Anon  he  lifts  his  noftrils  high,  , 
And  fpouts  the  ocean  to  the  Iky.] 

6  ？0 Tjs  th7  glorious  powV  adorM 
Amidft  tbefc  wat,ry 'nations,  Lord  ！ 


B.  IL      Hymn  70,71*  173 

Yet  the  bold  men  that  trace  the  feas» 
Bold  men  refufe  their  Maker's  praife, 

7  [What  icenes  of  miracles  they  fee. 
And  never  tune  ^  ibisg  to  thec  ！ 
While  oq  the  flood  they  fafcly  ride,. 
They  curfe  the  h^nd  that  fmooth^  the  tidft 

S  Aaon  they  plunge  in  watery  graves^ 
And  fpmc  drink  death  among  the  waves : 
Yet  the  ljirviving  crew  blafpheme, 
Kor  own  the  God  that  refcu'd  them.] 

9  Oh,  for  fome  ljgnal  of  thy  h^nd  ！ 
Shake  all  the  feas  m9  hard,  ihaJv^  the  land  ； 
Great  Judge,  defcend  ！  left  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  who  rules  the  fkj. 

From  the  yotb  to  tbt  io%th  bymny  J  hope  the  reader 
give  the  negUS  of  rhyme  in  the  tfi  and  %d  lines  of  the  fianxa. 

HYMN  LXXI.    Common  Metre. 

*     Praife  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 
I  THE  glories  of  my  Maker,  Go4, 
A    My  joyful  voice  (hall  fiog^ 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  t^eir  King. 

%  ，Twap  his  right  hand  that  fliap'd  our  daft 
And  mought  this  hnman  frame  ； 
But  from  his  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  fpint3  came. 

$  Wc  bring  our  mortal  poVrs  to  Cod, 
.  An4  woiihip  with  our  tongues : 
We  claim  tome  kindred  with  the  Ikies, 
And  join  th，  angelic  fongs* 

•4  Let  grov'iing  beafts,  of  ev*iy  ibape» 
And  fowls  of  €y'ry  wing, 
And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  feast 
Their  various  tribute  briogf 


Ye  planiet8»  to  his  honour  Xbine  ； 
£jid  wheels  of  nature,  roll  ； 

p  * 


174      Hymn  72,  7^      B.  IL 

Praife  him  in  your  unwcaryM  COurle 
Around  the  fteady  pole. 

6  The  brightnds  of  oar  Maker's  name 
The  wide  creation  fill8» 
And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  hiDa. 

HYMN  LXXH.   Common  Metre. 

The  Lonfs-Daj  ；  or,  the  Bt/Urrc&hn  of  Cbrif. 

1  T>L EST  morning,  wbofe  young  dawning  tay» 
J3  Beheld  our  niing  God  ； 
That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  duft9 
And  leave  his  laft  abode  ！ 

a  In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 
The  dear  Redeemer  lay  ； 
Till  the  revolving  ikies  had  broagbt  ' 
The  third,  th*  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  forc« 

To  hold  our  God,  in  vain.; 
The  fleeping  Conqueror  arofe, 
And  burf^  their  feeble  chiiin, 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Thcfe  (acred  hours  we  pay  ； 
And  loud  hofannas  fhall  proclaim 
Tbe  triumph  of  the  day* 

5  [Salvation  and  immortal  praift 

To  our  vidorious  King  ； 
Let  hcav'n,  and  earth,  and  rockSt  and  leas, 
With  loud  hoiknnas  ling.] 

HYMN  LXXIU.    Common  Metre 

Doubts  featured  ；  or,  Jpiritual  Jvys  refiored* 

i  TTENCE  from  my  foul,  fad  thoughts  begone,  I 
"I 그 1  And  leave  me  to  my  joys  ；  I 
My  tongue  fliall  triumph  in  my  God,  I 
And  make  a  joyftjl  noifc.  J 


B.  II      Hymn  73, 74.  175 

%  Darknefs  and  doubts  had  veil，d  ^  mind, 
And  drown，d  my  head  in  tears  ； 
Till  fov'reign  grace,  with  fhining  rays, 
_  _  Diipdl'd  my  gloomy  fears, 

3  Oh  ！  what  immortal  joys  }  felt, 

And  raptures,  all  divine ~ 
When  Jcfus  told  mc — I  was  bh. 
And  my  Beloved  mine* 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  fou^ 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vaift  ； 
One  glimpfe,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  fecc, 
Revives  my  joys  again.   

HYMN  LXXIV.    Short  Metre. 

Repentance  from  a  Senfe  of  divine  Goodnefs  ；  or, 
a  Complaint  of  Ingratitude. 

i     TS  this  the  kind  return, 

JL  And  thefe  the  thanks  we  owe  ？ 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  love,  , 
Whence  all  our  bkffings  flow.  I 

^     To  what  a  ftubborn  frame 
Has  fin  redue'd  our  mind  I 
What  ftrange  rebellious  jm'etches  wef 
Asd  God  as  ftrangely  kind  ！ 

3  [On  us  he  bids  the  fun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  ； 

For  us  the  ikies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

--      And  bow  their  necks,  to  men  : 

But  we,  more  bafe,  more  brutilh  things 
、  Rejed:  his  cafy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  U3,  migkty  God, 
And  mould  our  fouls  afrefli  ； 

9reak9  fov,jdgn  Grace9  thefe  hearts  of  fto^ 
A 폐  gw^  us  hearts  of  flelh. 


176      Hymn  75^  y6.  B.1L 

6    Let  ptft  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  | 
And  houriy,  as  new  mercies  £dl» 
Let  hourly  thanta  arife. 

HYMN  LXXV.  Common  Metre. 

Spiritual  snd  tternal  Jcf  \  «r,  the  btmt^t  Ft/ion  of  Cbn/tm 

x  17ROM  tbee,  my  God,  my  joys  ihail  vStt 
JD    And  run  eternal  rounds, 
Berond  the  limits  of  the  Ikk^ 
And  all  created  bounds, 

%  The  Imlf  triumf^i8  of  my  icml 
Shall  death  itfelf  outbnre  ； 
ItfCsrc  dnQ  mortality  befaind. 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  Hicre,  where  my  Weflfed  Jefiw  ve^gi»» 

In  heav'n'g  unmcafurM  fpace> 
I'll  fpend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleafbre,  and  in  praife. 

4  Millions  of  years  raj  wood'jring  cyc» 

Shall  o，er  thy  beauties  rare  ) 
And  endlefs  ages  111  adore 
The  gloiies  of  tby  love. 

5  [Sweet  Jefits  1  cv'iy  (auie  of  thine 

Shall  frdlh  endearments  bring. 
And  thoufand  taftes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  ^rin;. 


6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  loul 
Up  to  thy  bleft  abode  ； 
Fly,  for  my  ipirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Saviour,  and  my  Ood.] 

HYMN  LXXVL    Common  Metre. 

The  Re/urreaion  and  Afiaffitm  Chri/t* 

I  TTOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  U^bU 
£1   Who  d^h'd  bimfelf  in  day  I 
JSntePd  the  iron  합 te»  of  deat^ 


nter*<l  the  iron  gj^es  of  dc 
^  tore  tbe  bao  away. 


B.  II.      Hymn  76,  77.  177 

a  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread,       >  、 
Since  our  Immanuel  rofe  ； 
He  took  the  tyrant's  fting  away,  ？ 
And  ipoil'd  our  hellifh  foes. 

3  See,  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  aloft 놓 

Arid  to  his  Father  flies  ！ 
With  fears  of  honour  in  his  fldh,  、. 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes*  ' 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
-'  -  And  fcatters  bleffings  down  ； 

Our  Jcfu8  fills  the  middle  feat 
Of  the  celeftial  throne. 

5  [Raife  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues. 

To  reach  his  blefs'd  abode  ； 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  fongs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  ftrike  your  loudeft  ftrings, 

Your  fweeteft  voices  raife  ；  、 
Let  heav'n,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Immanuc^s  prajfej  

HYMN  LXXVIL    Long  Metre. 

The  Chrijlian  Warfare, 
t  QTAND  up,  my  foul,  fhake  off  thy  fears» 
O  And  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on  ； 
March  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy,  • 
Where  thy  great  Captain*Saviour's  gone.  • 

»  Hell  and  thy  fins  refift  thy  courfe  ； 
But  hell  and  fin  are  vanquifh'd  foes  \ 
Thy.Jefus  nail'd  them  to  the  groft. 
And  fung  the  triumph  whea  he  rofe. 

3  [What  though  the  prince  of  darknefs  rage, 
And  wafte  the  fury  of  his  fpite  ？ 

Eternal  chains  confine  him  down  < 
To  fiery  deeps  and  endlefs  night. 

4  Whatthotigh  thine  inward  lufts  rebel  i 

fTm  but  a  ftruggling  gafp  for  life  5  졔 


178      Hymn  77，  78*      B.  II. 


The  weapons  of  vidorioas  grace 
Shall  flay  thy  fins  and  end  the  ftri£e.] 

Then  let  my  fool  march  boldly  on9 
Prds  forward  to  the  heav'nly  gate  $ 
There  peace  aad  joy  eternal  reigo, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conqu'rors  wait. 

There  (hall  I  wear  a  ftany  crowoy 
And  triumph  In  Almighty  푿 race, 
Whfle  all  the  armies  of  the  ikies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader^  praife. 


HYMN  LXXVIH,  Common  Metre. 


x  XTTHEN  the  firft  parents  of  our  race 
VV     RebellM,  and  loft  their  (?od, 
And  the  infedion  of  their  iin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood  ； 

a  Infinite  pity  touchM  the  heart 
Of  the  eternal  Son  ； 
Defcending  from  the  hcav'nly  court. 
He  left  his  Fathers  throne, 

3  Afide  the  Prince  of  glory  threw 

His  mod  djyine  array  } 
Aftd  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  Te3 
Of  our  inferior  clay, 

4  His  living  pow'r,  and  dying,  love, 

Redeem'd  unhappy  men  ； 
And  tais^d  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again, 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  eur  flelh  and  find 


We  joyfully  reiign  y 
Bleft  Jefus»  take  m  for  thy  own, 
Fpr  we  are  doubly  thine* 

Thine  honour  ihall  forever  be 
The  bus'nefs  of  our  days, 

Greyer  fh^I  our  thaokful  tongues 
Speak  thjr  defcrved  praifc 


Redemption  bj  Ckrlf* 


B.  IL        Hymn  79、  179 

HYMN  LXXIX.   Common  Metre. 

Prai/e  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  T>LUNG'D  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpairf 
X     We,  wretched  finncrs,  lay  ； 
Witkout  one  checrfiil  beam  or  hope, 
Or  fpark  of  gfimm'ring  day. 

%  With  pitying  eyes,  tbt  Prince  of  gia«e 
Beheld  our  beli^efs  giief  ； 
He  faw— and  (O  I  amazing  love  ！) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  (hining  feats  above 

With  joyful  hafte  he  fled, 
Enter'd  the  grave,  in  mortal  fleih9 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead* 

4  He  fpoilM  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  thus. 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ； 
Jefus  has  freed  our  captive  loi^s 
From  everlafting  pains. 

5  p[n  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 

1^8  curfed  prqjedts  tries  ； 
We,  that  were  doomed  his  endleis  flare^ 
Art  rm9d  above  the  flues.] 

6  Oil !  for  this  low,  let  rocks  and  iulla 

Thdf  lafthig  filence  break, 
And  a^l  harmonious  human  tongue! 
The  Saviour's  pni&%  fpeak. 

f  [Yea,  we  will  praiie  thee,  deareft  Lend  ； 
Our  fouls  are  all  on  flame  ； 
Hofaima,  round  the  fpadoos  earth. 
To  thine  adored  name  I 

8  Angels,  affift  our  mighty  joys  ； 

Strike  all  yow  harps  of  gold  :  1 
But  when  you  raifc  your  higbeft  note 홧  ^ 
His  love  can  nc'tr  be  tolcb] 


180      Hymn  go,  Su      B>  IL 
HYMN  LXXX.   Short  Metre, 

GocTs  Mwful  Poiver  and  Goodnef" 
X  ！  the  almighty  Lord  ！ 

\J  How  matchlefs  is  his  pow，r  ！ 
Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word9 
While  all  the  hcav'ns  adore. 

%     Let  proud  imperious  kings . 
Bow  low  before  his  throne  f 
Crollch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  thing-. 
Or  he  ihaQ  tread  you  down* 

3  Above  the  flcics  he  reigns, 
And  with  amazing  blows, 

He  deals  infufferable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes* 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  pmfc  % 
Thv  fceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod. 
The  fceptre  of  thy  grace.  ' 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Zion  wdl  ； 

And  heav'nly  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  hell* 

6  ；  Salvation  to  the  King* 

Who  fits  eiithron'd  above  : 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might. 
And  blefs  the  God  of  love.  

HYMN  LXXXL    Common  Metre. 

Our  Sin  the  Caufe  of  Ckri^s  Death.  , 

I   A  ND  now  the  fcales  have  left  mine  eyes^ 
JIjl   Now  I  begin  to  fee  :  • 
Oh,  the  curs'd  deeds  my  fins  have  done  t 
What  murd'rous  things  they  be  ！ 

a  Were  thefe  the  traitors,  deareft  Lord, 
That  thy  fair  body  tore  t 
Monfters,  that  ftainM  thofe  heav'nly  limbs 
.      ^rith  floods  of  purple  gore  I 


B-  II.      Hymn  8i9  8a.  i3i 


^  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done. 
My  deareft  Lord  was  fiain  ； 
When  juftice  feiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  bis  foul  to  pain  I 

4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  peace  I 

I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  : 
Hence,  from  my  heart,  yc  fins,  be  gone. 
For  Jefus  I  adore.  、 

5  Furnifh  me»  Lord,  with  hcav'nly  s^ms 

From  grace's  magazine  ； 
And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war 
With  cv'ry  darling  fin* 

HYMN  LXXXIL   Common  Metre. 

It^dcmption  and  PrvteSion  from  J^iritual  EnemUs*. 

i    A  RISE,  my  foul,  my  joyful  powVs,, 
-Zjl   And  triumph  in  my  God  | 
Awake,  mj  voice,  and  loud  proclaijooi 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

%  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  fin, 
The  gates  of  gaping  hell. 
And  tiird  my  ftanding  more  fecive 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlafting  love 

Beneath  my  foul  he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  fet 
My  flipp ，！ 7  fbotfteps  fall. 

4  The  city  of  my  blefs'd  abode 

Is  wah'd  around  with  grace  i 
Salvation  for'  a  bulwark  ftaada 
To  Ihield  the  iacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  bis  fliarpeft  jpite^ 

And  all  his  legions  roar  \ 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  bis  raging  pow'n 


1 82      Hymn  ^3,  84,      B,  II. 

6  Arife,  my  jfoul— awake9  my  voice. 
And  tunes  of  pkafure  fing  ； 
Loyd  hallelujahs  (hall  addrels 
My  Saviour,  and  my  King.  

HYMN  LXXXIIL  Common  Metre, 

TJbe  Pajton  mnd  Exahatiw  of  Chri/i. 
i  nnHUS  (kith  tiie  Ruler  of  the  fldea ~ 
A    "  Awake,  my  dreadful  (Word  ； 
"  Awake,  my  wrath,  smd  finite  tlie  man, 
"  My  fellow,"  feith  the  tord. 

%  Vengeance  rccdVd  the  dread  command. 
And,  armed,  down  (he  fiies  ； 
Jeftis  fobimts  t，  his  Father's  hand^ 
And  bows  his  head»  and  dies. 

3  But,  oh  ！  the  wifdom^  and  the  grace» 

That  join  with  vengeance  now  ! 
He  dies  to  iave  our  guilty  race. 
And  yet  he  rifcd  top* 

4  A  perfon  lb  divine  was  he9 

Who  yielded  to  be  (lain. 
That  he  could  giv«  his  fovd  away. 
And  take  his  life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high  ； 

Let  ev,ry  nation  fing, 
And  angels  foun4»  with  endleia  joy. 

The  Saviour,  and  the  King.  

HYMN  LXXXIV/  Short  Metre. 

The  fame. 

1     |^OME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
KJ  Your  nobleft  mufic  bring  i  ， 
*Tis  Chrift,  the  Everlafting  am9%^^>^ 
And  Chrift,  the  man,  wc  fing. 

*     Tell  how  he  took  our  fldh,  v 
To  take  away  our  guilt  ； 
Sing  the  dear  drops  of  lacred  Wood,  ' 
^  Thai  heUifli  ngnften 


B.  II.      Hymn  84，  8^  183 

3  [Alas  ！  the  cruel  fpear 
Went  deep  into  hU  fide  ； 

And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  ^ore  # 
Their  murd'rou*  weapons  dy'd.]  * 

4  [The  waves  of  fwe\^n$  p*ief 
Did  o'er  his  boibm  roll  $ 

And  mountains  of  almighty  wr^tb 
Lay  heavy  on  his  ibul.] 

5  Down  to  the  ihadet  of  destih 
He  bowM  ids  awful  head  ； 

Yet  he  arofe  to  live  and  reign 
When  death  itfelf  is  dead* 

6  No  more  the  bloody  fyesar  | 
The  crofs  ami  nailsy  no  more  \ 

For  hell  itfelf  (hakes  at  his  nawi 
And  all  the  heav'os  ftdore, 

7  There  tke  Redeemer  fits 
High  on  his  Father's  throne  % 

The  Father  lays  his  Vengeance  by> 
And  finilcs  upon  his  Son. 

%     There  his  full  glories  itiinc 
With  uncreatea  ray89 
And  blefs  his  faints'  $ni  angels*  cyea 
To  cyerlafting  days. 

HYMN  LXXXV.  Common  Metre. 

Sufficiency  of  Pardon* 

HY  does  your  &ce,  ye  humble  ibaki 
Thofe  mournful  colours  wear  ？ 
What  doubts  are  theie  tha£  wafte  your  faithx 
And  nouriih  your  defpair  ？ 

%  What  tbough  your  qum'rous  fitts  exceed 
The  ftars  that  fill  th£  fkk% 
And,  aiming  at  th?  eternal  throne. 
Like  pointed  numotaing  ri&  i 

3  What  though  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 
The  vndc  CFeatkm  fwtUf 


W 


1 84      Hymn  85,  86.  RIL 

And  hath  its  am9 d  foundations  had 
Low  at  the  deeps  of  hell  ？ 

4  See  here  an  endlc&  ocean  flows  • 

Of  newr-£uling  grace  ！ 
Behold  a  dying  Saviqpr^  veins 
The  facrcd  flood  increafe  ！ 

5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  hills. 

Has  neither  fhore  nor  bound  : 
Kow»  if  we  iearch  to  find  our  &19, 
Our  fins  can  nc'ci  be  found. 

6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace 

Tkat  buries  aU  our  faults. 
And  pord'ning  blood,  that  fwells  above 


r 


HYMN  LXXXVI.  Common  Metre 

Freedom  from  Sin  and  Mi/ery  in  Heaven* 
j  f\0  H  fiAs»  alas  ！  how  ftrong  they  be  1  » 
\J  And*  like  a  niont  fea»  -  ,  ， '- 

They  break  oar  duty,  Lordt  to  wt,  ✓ 
And  hurry  us  away.  / 

%  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rife  ！ 
How  loud  the  tempefts  roar  ！ 
But  death  fhall  Iknd  our  weary  fouls 
Safe  on  the  hcav'aly  fliorc. 

3  There,  to  fulfil  his  fwcet  commands. 
Our  fpeedy  feet  lhall  move  ； 
No  fin  fliall  clog  our  winged  zeal. 
Or  cool  our  buroing  love. 


There  ihall  we  fit,  and  fing,  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  ； 

Till  hcav'nly  raptures  fire  6w  hearts* 
And  fmile  in  cv*ry  face* 

Forever  his  dear  facred  name 
Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue  ； 

And  Jcfus  and  lalvation  be 
E    The  clofc  of  cv*rjr  foog« 


B,  IL  Hymn  87,  88,  185 
HYMN  LXXXVH.  Common  Metre. 

Tbe  Divine  Gloried  above  our  Reafon. 
I  TTOW  wond'rous  great,  how  glorious  briglit^ 
XI   Muft  our  Creator  be  ! 
Who  dwells  amidft  the  dazzling  li^t 
Of  yaft  infinity  ！ 

%  Our  foaring  (pints  upward  rif^ 
Toward  the  celeftial  throne  ； 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  bleifed  TU^fm, 
And  the  Almigbty  One. 

Z  Our  reafon  ftrctcbes  all  its  wjings. 
And  climbs  above  the  ikies  ；  、 
But  ftill  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 
Our  groy'linjp  reafon  lies  ) 

4  [Lord9  here  we  bend  our  humble  (bulsr 

And  awfully  adore  : 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds 
Can  ftretch  a  thought  no  more«] 

5  Thv  glories  infinkel^r  rife 

Abov^  pur  laboring  topgue  f 
In  vain  the  higheft  feraph  tries 
To  form  an  equal  ibng. 

6  [In  humble  notes  our  faith  adorea 

The  great  myfterious  Sang9 
Wkile  angels  ftrain  their  nobler  pow'rs. 
And  fw^ep  th，  immortal  ftring.] 

HYMN  LXXXVlil.  Con^ngn Metre. 

Safvation. 


SALTATION  ！  Oh,  jthp  joyful  foun4  ！ 
,Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ； 
A  fov'reign  balm  for  ev,rjr  woundf 


9T\s  pleasure  to  our  ears  ； 
fov'reign  balm  for  cv*r) 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

%  Bury'd  in  forrow,  and  in  fin. 


At  hd),£  dark  door  wc  lay  ；  ^ 
But  we  arife9  by  giace  divine^ 
To  fee  a  heav'iily  day, 

0오  - 


1 86      Hy^ln  89，  90.      R IL 

ion  ！  ict  the  echo  fly 
:  fpacious  earth  around, 
3dk  the  armies  of  the  &y 
Con 않) ire  to  raife  the  found. 


HYMN  LXXXIX.  Common  Metre 

Cbri/^s  VtSory  over  Satan. 
S  TTOSANNA  to  our  conqu'ring  King] 
XX   The  prince  of  darkneis  flies  ； 
His  troops  ruih  beadlong  down  to  heH9 
like  hgbtning  from  the  fkics. 

%  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar* 
Aad  fnght  the  refcu'd  ilieep  ； 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

$  Hoianna  to  our  conqu'ring  King  ！ 
All  hail,  incarnate  lore  ! 
Ten  thoufimd  fongs  and  gioties  wait 
To  crown  thy  Bead  above. 

4  Thy  vidTrics,  and  thy  dcathlcfs  &me9 
Through  the  wide  world  ftall  run  ； 
And  everlafting  ages  fing 
The  triumph  thou  haft  won.  


HYMN  XC.   Common  Metre 

Faitb  in  Cbri/i  fir  Pardon  and  SanSiJM^ 

2  TTOW  iad  our  ftate  by  future  is  ！ 
XX   Our  fio,  how  deep  it  ftams  I 
And  fatan  binds  our  captive  minds 

Faft  in  his  flaviih  chains. 

9  But  there's  a  voice  of  Wreign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  fkcred  word  ; 
fib  /  ye  dejj^airing  Jtnners9  comc9 
^nd  trifi  t^on  the  Lord* 

3  My  foul  obeys  th*  Almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief  ； 
1  ^JMild  believe  thy  promife,  Loixl  % 
Oh  ！  help  mine  unbelief. 


B>  IL     Hymn  90,  91*       ！  87 

4  [To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  bloody 
Incarnate  God,  I  fiy  ; 
Here  let  me  waih  my  jotted  foul 
From  crimes  ci  deepdfc  die. 

^^JStretch  out  thine  arm,  vidorious  KiO$t 
My  reigning  fins  fubdue  ； 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  feat, 
'       With  all  his  heUiih  crwj 

6  A  guiltVi  weak,  and  helplefs  worm. 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  nill ; 
Be  thou  my  ftrength,  and  rig&tcoufnefs, 
My  Jefiis,  and  my  All  ！  • 

HYMN  XCL    Common  Metre. 

The  Glory  of  Cbrtft  in  Heaven, 
T  the  delights,  the  heav'nly  joy«, 

\J   The  glories  of  the  place. 
Where  JeAu  iheds  the  brighteft  beamt 
Of  his  o'crflowing  gra^e, 

4  Sweet  majefty  and  awful' love 

Sit  fmiting  on  his  brow  ；  « 
And  all  th«  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  diftance  bow.,. 

3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  tiicir  bright  ibeptm  down  ； 
DominionB,  thrones,  and  pow'rs  rejdee 
To  fee  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  found  his  lofty  praife 

Through  ev'ry  heav'nly  ftrcet  ； 
And  lay  their  higheft  honours  down 
SubmilHye  at  his  fcctj 

5  Thofc  foft,  thofe  Weflfed  feet  of  his, 

That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  ftand, 
And  afi  the  faint$  adore. 

6  His  head,  the  dear  majeftic  head» 

That  cruel  thorns  did  woundf  ； 


i88      Hymn  91, 92.      B.  IL 

See  what  immortal  glories  ihine 
And  cixcle  it  around  ！ 

1  This  is  the  Man,  th,  exalted  Man, 
Whom  wc,  un&en,  adore  ！ 
But»  when  our  eyes  behold  his  &ce. 
Our  hearts  (hall  love  him  more. 

t  [Lord  ！  how  our  fouls  are  all  on  fire 
To  fee  thy  hick  abode  ； 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tones  of  praiie 
To  our  incarnate  God  ！  J 

9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  the  fight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  clay  ； 
And  wifh  thy  fiery  chariotSy  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  fads  away. 

HYMN  XCH.    Common  Metre. 

*tbt  Cburcb/avedf  and  ber  Enemies  djfapfmttd  ;  or,  Dt* 
Ihersnct  from  Truyon. 

to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  joys 
iugh  the  whole  nation  run  : 

ikies,  refound  the  noUe 
the  rifing  fun* 

9  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  fouk  admire  ； 
Thee  our  glad  voices  fing  ； 
And  join  with  the  celeftial  choir. 
To  praife  th*  eternal  King. 

3  Thy  pow'r  the  whole  creation  rules. 

And,  on  the  ftany  ikies^ 
！    Sits  finilhig  at  the  weak  defigns 
Thine  envious  foes  devife. 

4  Thy  fcorn  derides  their  feeble  rage* 

And,  with  an  awful  frown. 
Flings  vaft  copfufion  on  their  plots* 
And  fhakes  their  Babel  down, 

5  [Their  fecret  fires  in  caverns  lay, 

Ami  wc  the  (acrifice  ； 


B,  IL      Hymn  92,  93.  189 

But  gloomy  caverns  ftrovc  in  vain 
To  'fcape  all-fearching  eyes. 

6  Their  dark  defigns  were  all  rcvcal'd  ； 

Their  treafons  all  betray'd  : 
Praifc  to  the  Lord,  who  broke  the  fharc 
Their  curfed  hands  had  laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  fons  of  hell 

Still  new  rebellions  try  ； 
Their  fouU  ihall  pine  with  envious  rage. 
And  vex  away,  and  die. 

Z  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land 
From  their  malicious  pow*r : 
Then  let  us  with  united  fongs 
Almighty  grace  adore* 

HYMN  XCIIL    Short  Metre. 

God  all%  and  in  alL   Pfalm  lxxiii.  %s* 
j     H  Y  GOD,  my  life,  my  love, 
1V1   To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  \ 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove. 
For  thou  art  All  in  All, 

%    [Thy  ihining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon,  where  I  dwell : 
'Tia  paradife»  when  thou  art  here  ； 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell.] 

3  [The  fmilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are  ！ 

'Tis  hcav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  elfe  but  there,] 

4  [To  thee,  and  thee  alone. 
The  angels  owe  their  blifs  ； 

They*  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne^ 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is«] 

$     [Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  hcav'nly  place. 
If  God  his  refidence  remove. 
Or  but  conceal  bis  £acc]  ― 


190      Hymn  93,94*      B,  IL 

6  Nor  earthy  nor  all  the  fkf. 
Can  one  Might  afford  ； 

No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  preCence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  Se&  of  Love, 
Where  all  my  pleafurea  roll  ； 

The  Circle  where  my  paffions  xnaVe, 
And  Centre  of  my  foul. 

S     (To  thee  my  Qnrits  By, 
Whh  infinite  defire  ； 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  1 
Dear  Jefns,  raife  mg  higher,] 

HYMN  XCIV.    Common  Metre. 

Cod  my  only  Bapfinefs%   P&Im  Izxiii. 
t  TiJfY  GOD.  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
lVl   My  ererlafting  All  ！ 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above» 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

d  [What  empty  things  ^rc  all  the  fkicsi 
And  this  inferior  clod  ！ 
There's  nothing  here  defenres  my  joys  ] 
ffbcrc*8  nothing  lUse  my  God,] 

3  (In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fiui. 

Scatters*  his  feeble  light  2 
'Tis  thy  fweet  beams  create  my  noop  | 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reliefs  bed 

Amongft  the  ihadet  I  roll9 
If  my  Redeemer  fhews  hia  head, 
,Tis  morning  with  my  foul.} 

5  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friend^ 

And  health,  and  ikfie  abode  ； 
T^anka  to  thy  name  for  meaner  tilings^ 
But  they  are  not  my  God.  , 

*  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  vnalUh^ 
If  once  compa^d  to  Tbct  { 


B.  II,      Hymn  94, 9^  ^91 

Or  what's  my  fafiety,  or  my  health,       ,  , 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  i 

7  Wert  I  pofleflbr  of  the  earth,  ^쎠 
And  call'd  the  ftars  my  own  ； 
Without  thy  graces,  and  iby  Mf$ 
I  were  a  wretch  undone* 

S  Let  others  ftrctch  their  arms,  Hk«  &as9 
And  graQ>  in  all  the  fhore  ； 
Grant  me  tiie  vifits  of  thy  face,  1 
And  I  defire  no  more.  

HYMN  XCV.    Common  Metre- 

Look  on  bim  wJbem  they  pierced,  and  mount* 
i  TNFINITE  grief  ！  amazing  wo  ！ 
JL    Behold  my  bltedifig  Lord! 
Hell  and  the  Jews  confpir'd  his  death. 
And  us,d  the  Roman  fwprd. 

%  Oh  ！  the  iharp  pangs  of  imarting  pain 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  jagged  thorny 
His  fkcred  body  tore  I 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  jagged  thorns. 

In  Tain  do  I  accufe  ； 
In  Tain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  fpitefiil  Jews  : 

4  'Twere  you,  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins. 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ； 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nai)t 
And  unbelief  the  fpear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  dowa 

Upon  his  guiltiefs  head  :  、 
Break,  break,  my  heart oh,  burft,  mine  eyes. 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 

Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  d€q>  repentance  drown  nriae  cye» 
hi  undiflemkted  wo  I 


192  Hymn  96，  97,  B.  IL 
HYMN  XCVI.    Common  MetreT 

Difiiugutfnng  1m  j  «r,  Jmph  fmmi^ed9  mad  Mem  fgved. 

t  TXOWK  hcadkmg;  from  their  native  fluct 
xJ   The  rcbd^mgds  fdl, 
And  thnnder-boits  of  flamiog  wrath 
Purfu'd  them  deep  to  heflL 

%  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  hlo&p 
Rebdlions  man  wat  hiui'd  ； 
And  Jdsu  ftoop'd  beneath  the  gmc9 
To  reach  a  finking  worid* 

3  Oh,  love  of  infinite  degree  ！ 

UnmeafnTable  grace  I 
Muft  faeavVs  eternal  Dariisg  dk. 
To  £xvc  a  trait,roas  race  ？ 

4  Muft  angels  fink  forever  down,       i     ,  누 

And  burn  in  qucnchlefs  fire,    니  *V-Kt 
While         forfakes  his  (hining  throoe9 
To  raife  ua  wretches  higher  i 

5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  ikies 

With  hallelujahs  ring. 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 

All  hallelujaha  fing  ！  

HYMN  XCVII,   Long  Metre. 

The  fame、 

1  T^ROM  heaVn  the  finning  aneels  fell9 
Jl  And  wrath  and  darknefs  chain'd  them  down  ； 
But  man,  vile  man,  forfook  Ms  blifs. 
And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown  ! 

%  Amazing  work  of  fov'rcign  grace. 
That  could  diftinguifh  rebels  fo ! 
Our  guilty  treafons  call'd  aloud. 
For  cvcrlafling  fetters  too. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee.  Almighty  Love, 
Our  foul^  ourfelves,  our  m%  we  pay : 
MUliong  of  iton^ucs  fluU  found  thy  praife 
Oft  tht  bright  hills  of  fccav'nly  day» 


B.IL  Hymn  98,  99.  193 
HYMN  XCVIH.    Common  Metre. 

Hardne/s  of  Heart  complained  qf, 
x  Ti^Y  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ！ 
1VX  How  heavy  here  it  lies  ；  • 
Heavy  and  cold  within  my  breaft, 
Juft  like  a  rock  of  ice  ！ 

%  Sin,  like  a  raging  tyrant,  fits 
-  Upon  this  flinty  throne  ； 
And  cv'iy  grace  lies  burv'd  deep9 
Beneath  this  heart  of  none. 

3  How  feldom  do  I  rife  to  God, 

Or  tafte  the  joys  above  ！ 
This  mountain  preffes  down  my  faith> 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  finiling  mercy  courts  my  foul 

With  all  its  heav  nly  charms. 
This  ftubhom,  this  relentlefs  thing. 
Would  thruft  it  from  mine  arms. 

5  Againil  the  thunders  of  thy  word 

Rebellious  I  have  flood  ； 
My  heart,  it  fliakes  not  at  the  wrath 
And  terrors  of  at  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  ftcep  this  rock  of  mine 

In  thine  own  crimfoa  fea  ！ 
None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  flint  away. 

HYMN  XCIX.    Common  Metre. 

The  Book  of  Qod'j  Decrees. 
I  T  ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
JL<   Abas'd  before  their  God  ； 
Whatc'er  his  fov'reign  voice  has  fonn'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

%  [Ten  thoufand  ages  ere  the  ikies 
Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  prefent  to  his  thought. 
R 


I  194      Hymn  99，  100.      B.  IL 

3  There's  not  a  fparrow9  or  a  worm, 

But，8  found  in  his  decrees  ； 
He  railes  mooarchs  to  tbeir  throoesy 
And  finks  thpm  as  he  pteafe^] 

4  If  light  attend  the  courfe  I  run, 

*Tis  he  provides  thofe  rays  ； 
And  *ti8  his  band  that  hi4e9  mj  fua» 
If  darkneCb  cloud  my  day«« 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  macfa  concem94» 

Nor  vainly  long  to  (be, 
In  volumes  of  his  deep  decresup 
Wh^t  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Ob,  may  I  read  my  name 
Amoogft  the  chofen  of  his  love, 
The  foil  Vers' of  the  Lamb,   ᅳ 

ᅳ HYMN  C. ᅳ Long  Metre,  ᅮ 

The  Prefenet  ofQhrifi  it  the  Life  of  my  Soul, 
1  TTOW  full  of  anguiih  is  the  thought, 
XX   How  it  diftra&s  and  tears  my  heart, 
If  God,  at  !aft,  ray  fov'rcign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  my  foul  Depart  •' 

-    %  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  ftage. 
Where  fhall  I  flv  but  to  thy  breaft  I 
For  I  have  fought  no  other  home— 
For  I  have  karn!d  no  other  ve£L 

3  t  cannot  live  contented  here^  , 
Without  fome  glimpies  of  thy  face  ； 
And  heav ，！ 1,  without  thy  prefeace  ther^t 
Would  be  a  dark  stnd  tirefome  pbee' 

4.  When  earthly  cares  engrofs  the  day,  i 

And  hold  my  thoughts  afide  from  Theer  I 

The  ihining  hours  of  cheerfal  light  .  ] 

Are  long  and  tedious  ye^rs  to  me.  】 

？  And  if  no  cv'ning  vifit's  paid  I 

Between  my  Saviour  and  my  foul,  I 


B.  IL     Hymn  100，  101.  igij 

How  dull  the  night  ！  how  fad  the  ihadc  f 
How  mournfully  the  minutes  roll  ！ 

6  This  fldh  of  mine  might  leam  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  ^1}  my  blood  ； 
To  breathe,  when  vital  air  is  gone, 
Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 

7  [Chrift  is  mv  light,  my  life,  my  care. 
My  bkfled  hope,  my  heavily  prize  $ 
Dearer  than  all  my  paffions  ar^c. 
My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  mine  (eyes* 

8  The  ftrings  that  twine  about  my  heart, 
Tortures  and  raclrs  may  tear  them  off; 
Bnt  they  can  ncvcr?  never  part 

With  their        hold  of  Chrift  fBf  love.J 

9  [My  God  ！  and  can  a  humble  child. 
That  laves  thee  with  a  flame  fo  high. 
Be  ever  f^am  thy  face  exiTd, 
Without  the  pity  ojf  thioe  eye  ？ 

10  Impoiiible  ！ For  thine  own  hands 
Have  tyM  my  heart  fo  faft  to  The (？  ； 
And  in  thy  book  the  promife  ilands. 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  friends  muft  be] 

HYMN  CI. ᅳ Common  Metre, 

The  Worlds  three  chief  Temptations. 
%  -fTrpEH,  in  the  light  of  faith  4ivine, 
VV     We  look  on  things  below, 
Honotff,  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ！ 

%  [Honour's  %  puff  of  noify  breath  ； 
Yet  men  lexpofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  eyerlafting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

I  Whilft  others  ftarve  the  nobte  mind. 
And  feed  on  Ihining  duft, 
7*hey  rob  the  ferpent  of  hh  food, 
-  T  indulge  a  fordid  hift.] 


196     Hymn  ioi,  102,  -  B.  IL 

4  The  pleafures  that  allure  our  fenfe, 

Arc  dang'rous  fnares  to  fouls  ； 
Thercfs  but  a  drop  of  flattering  fWeet, 
And  daih'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  mine  all-fufficicnt  good, 

Mt  portico  and  my  choice  ； 
In  him  my  vaft  defircs  are  fiJTd, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice, 

6  In  vain  the  world  accofts  mine  car, 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ； 
I  cannot  buy  your  blifs  fo  dear, 
Nor  part  with  hcav'n  for  you. 


HYMN  CIL     Long  Metrc. 


1  XTO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
IN    'But,  with  a  cheerful  gafp,  rdlgn 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
Thcfc  dying,  with'riBg  Mmbs  of  mine. 

%  Let  worms  devour  mj  wafting  flefh, 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  duft, 
My  God  ihall  raife  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  tkc  juft. 

3  Break,  fecred  morning,  through  the  flues, 
Bring  that  delightful,  facred  day  ；  *  、 
Cut  Ihort  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come  ； 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  how  long  they  ftayj 

4  [Our  weary  fpirits  faint  to  fee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face  ； 
Arid  hear  the  language  of  thofc  lips 
Where  God  has  feed  his  richeft  ^acc] 

5  [Halle  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Roufe  all  the  pious  fleepine  clay  ； 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joys> 
And  fing  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 


A  happy  RefurreBion* 


BJX    Hymmt  103,  !04»  19^ 
HYMN  CIII.    Common  Metre. 

Qomtniffion.  John  iii.  16,  17. 
I  /^i  OME,  Jxappy  fouls,  approach  joxgj&o^t 
VJ   With  new  melodious  fongs  ； 
Come,  tender  to  Almighty  grace 
Thq^nbute  of  your  tongues. 

*  S^ftrange,  to  boundleft  was  the  loyc 
That  pity'd  dyiftg  men, 
The  Father  fent  his  ^gfl  Son 
To  giye  them  life  again. 
%  Thy  haads,  dear  Jiefus,  were  not  9rttifi 
With  a  revenging  rod  ； 
No  hard  CQmmiflion  to  perform 
The  yengcance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  merqr^  aU  was  mild. 

And  w^ath  foiiook  the  th 졔 e. 
When  Cbri^  on  the  kind  errand  came. 
And  brought  ialvation  down.. 

5  Here,  finncr^  y«u  may  heal  yo^ur  wovnd^ 

And  wipe  your  forrows  dry « 
Truft  in  the  migkty  Saviour's  n^e. 
And  you  ihajl  never  die. 


6  See,  deareft  lx>rd,  our  \nlling  foul^. 
Accept  H*  ^ 
lefs  the  grea 
-And  givq  tire  Father  praife. 


.ccept  t^ine  offer'd  grace  5 
We  blefs  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 


HYMN  CIV.   Short  Metre. 

The  famef 

RAIS£  four  triumphant  fongs 
To  an  immortal  tune, 
Let  the  whole  earth  refoutid  the  deeds 
Celeftial  grace  ha$  done* 

Sing  bow  eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chofe. 
And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyfa  of  woes. 


198     Hymn  104,  105.  RIL 

\     His  hand  no  thunder  bears. 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow  ； 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
To  fiercer  fiames  below. 

V     ，Twas  mercy  fiflM  the  throne, 

And  wrath  ftood  filent  by,  ,T  *   ；  i 

When  Chrift  was  lent  with  paidons  flo^tt  *m  ' 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die*  • 

；     Now,  finners,  dry  yonr  tears. 
Let  hopekfs  forrow  ceafe  ； 
Bow  to  the  fccptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 

S     Lord,  wc  obey  thy  call  ； 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  falvation  fhou  haft  broughty 
And  love  and  praife  thy  name. 

HYMN  CV.    Common  Metre, 

Repentance  flo<wing  from  the  Patience  ef  God. 

AND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ？ 
l     And  dare  we  yet  rebel  ？ 
，Tis  bouodlefsy  'tis  ama^kig  love, 
That  kears  us  up  fr 은 m  hell  ！ 

a  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guflt 
Would  fink  us  down  to  flames, 
And  threat ，！ ling  vengeance  rolls  above 
To  crufh  our  fecWe  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodndb  cnt^forbear  ！ 

And  ftrait、  the  thunder  ftays  : 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ？ 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 

Too  】ong  indulged  our  fin, 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
What  rebels  wc  have  been* 


B/IL    Hymn  106,  io7v  199 

5  No  more,  yc  lufts,  fhall  yc^ommand  f 
No.  more  will  we  obey  ^  \ 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  con^tt'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away..   ^       *  » 

Jb>  HYMN  r*vT^^*~^«  M。—  -- 

^〜육    djuc^t^f  서예 
nepentance  mould  like  mers  now 
From  both  my  ftreamiqg  eyes. 

a  'Twafl  for  my  fiiw,  my  deareft  Lord 
Hung  on  the  curfed  tree. 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  Ufc  •• 
'   For  thee,  my  foul,  for  thee. 

3  Oh  ！  how  I  hate  thofe  lufts  of  mine, 
That  crucify'd  my  God  ； 
Thofe  fins  that  piere'd  and  nail'd  his  ficfh 
*Faft  to  the  fatal  wood. 
'  4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  fhall  die  ； 
My  heart  has  fo  decreed  ； 
Nor  will  I  fpare  the  guihy  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
5  Whilft,  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 
My  murdered  Lord  I  view, 
111  raifc  revenge  againft  my  fins, 
'  And  flay  the  murderers  too. 

•     HYMN  CVU.    Common  Metr 

^  The  everlqfiing  Ahfenee  of  God  intolerable. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  furely  come, 
i    TV  appointed  hour  makes  hafte, 
When  I  muft  ftand  before  my  Judge% 
And  pafs  the  folemn  teft. 
%  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joy»» 
Thou  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  iovmdr^depart  ！ 


zoo     Hymn  ！ 07,  ip8>     B.  II, 

}  The  thunder  of  that  difinal  word 
Would  fo  torxn«at  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  foul  afunda^  Lord» 
With  moft  tormentiiig  fear* 

I  [What,  to  be  baoifliM  from  my  lifcM 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  i 


To  linger  in  eternal  pain. 
Yet  death  fewever  fly-] 


$  Oh  I  wretched  ftatc  of  deep  defp jdt> 
To  fee  my  God  remove. 
And  fix  my  doleful  ftation  where 
I  muft  not  tafte  hTs  love  ！ 

(  Jefus,  I  throw  nrinc  폐 8  around. 
And  hang  upon  thy  breaft  ^ 
Without  a  gracious  unile  from  thee 
My  fpirit  ddnaot  reft, 

f  Oh  ！  tel!  mc  that  my  worthkfe  name  * 
Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ； 
Shew  me  fome  promiiet  in  thy  boo)%  ' 
Where  my  fafvation  ftands. 

I  [Give  me  one  kind,  sfiTuring  word, 

To  fink  my  fears  again  $  5 홧 

And  cheer 예요  my*  foul  (hall  wait  ― 

Her  thrce>|8lre  years  auid  ten*]  ― 

.YMN  CVin.   Common  Metre. 

cefs  to  the  Tbrfke  of  Grace  by  a  Mtdi^ton 
、OME,  let  us  lift  our  joyfid  eyes 
Up  to  the*court8  above, 
And  finile  to  fte'our  Father  there 
•    Upon  a  throne  6f  love. 

%  Once  *tM|.a  kat  of  dread&l  wratt^  • 
And 빠 hot  devouring  flame  ； 
Our  God  app^a^d  confuming  fire, 
And  V£i%eano6  was  kis  name* 
j  Rich  w«re  tl 홧  drop*  of  Jcfus*  blood, 
ᅳ his  frownicg  face  ； 


B.  IL     Hymn  109，  110.  201 

That  fprinkled  o'er  the  burning  throne, 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace  ！ 

4  Now  wo  may  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ； 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  feat, 
*      Nor  double  flaming  fword.  、 

5  The  peaceful  gates  of  kcav'nly  blifs 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ； 
High  let  us  raife  our  notea  of  praife, 
And  reach  th，  Almighty  throne. 

6  To  thee  ten  thoufand  thanks  we  bring. 

Great  Advocate  on  high  ； 
And  glory  to  th*  eternd  King9 
Who  lays  ,his  fury  by*  ' 

ᅳ HYMN  CIX.    Long  Metre. ᅳ 

The  Darkneft  of  Providence^ 
x  T  ORD,  we  adore  tiy  vaft  defigns, 
JLj    Th，  obfeure  abyfs  of  Providence  ！ 
Too  deep  to  found  with  mortal  Hnes» 
Too  dark  t»  view  with  feeble  fcnfe, 

%  Now  thou  array'ft  thine  awful  face 
In'  aogiy  firowns>  without  a  0nile  ; 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace. 
Secure  of  thy  companion  ftill. 

3  Through  feas  and  ftotms  of  deep  diftrefs 
We  fail,  by  faith,  and  not  by  fight  ；  、 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wildernefs,  * 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  ui^ht» 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Refolvc  to  fcour^e  us  here  below  ；  , 
Still  let  us  lean  lapon  our  God, 
Thine  arm  ihall  bear  us  fafely  through. 

ᅳ HYMN  CX. ᅳ Short  Metre. 

Triumph  over  Deatb9  in  Hope  of  the  RefurreBi$n. 
%       A  ND  rauft  this  body  die  I 
jTx  This  mortal  &anie  decay  ？ 


102     Hymk  noy  lit.     B. IL 

And  muft  thefe  adive  limbd  of  mine  、 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ？ 

%     Corruption,  eatth9  and  worm^ 
Shall  but  refine  thiB  ticfhf 
Till  my  triumphant  fpirit  comes. 
To  put  it  on  afreflu 

$     God,  my  RcdecBMt,  live*— 
And  often  from  tb 후  flues 
Looks  down,  and  wstchet  all  mr  i\fi9 
Till  he  fluH  bid  it  ri&, 

4  Array'd  in  glorioas  gncc 
Shall,  thefe  Vile  bodies  ihine  i 

•And  cv'iy  ihape>  afid  ew9rf  iiec^ 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine* 

5  Thcfc  lively  hopes  wc,  owp 
To  Jcfus*  dying  love  ； 

Wc  would  juiott  his  grdc€  bAtyvf9 
And  ing  his  pow'r  abbTC« 

4    Dear  L6rd,  accept  the  praife 
Of  thefe  bur  fatumblc  fongs,. 
Till  tunes-  of  nobler  found  we  raiie 
With  our  immdtm  tofagues>  

HYMN  CXI,    Common  Metre. 

TbMk/gmngfir  f^Bdry  i  or,  Ootts  Dmhton,  and  wr  Ptf 
tiveranct, 

X  /TlON  reJoicc»  and  Judah  fing, 
£u   The  Lord  ^ifumes  his  throne  ； 
Come,  let  us  own  the  heavenly  Kingf 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

%  The  great,  the  wkfced?  and  the  proud, 
From  their  high  feats  are  hurled  ； 
Jehovah  rides  upop  a  cjioud^ 
And  thunders  thrp^gb  the  world. 
3  He  rci^ng  upon  th,  eternal  hills^ 
Ol^nbutetf  mortsl  crowfii  ； 
Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  finfle 하 
And  totter  at  Ids  ffowm. 


B.  U.     Hymk  iii，  ii2>  203 

4  N^vies^  that  rule  the  oce^i  wide. 

Are  vanquifh'd  by  his  breath. 
And  legions,  arm'd  wkh  pow'r  and  pride, 
Defcend  to  wat'jy  death. 

5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretenco 

To  vex  our  happy  land  ； 
Jehovak's  name  is  our  defence. 
Our  b^ickl^r  is  his  band* 

6  [Still  may  the  King  of  grace  descend 

To  rule  us  by  hi9  word  : 
And  all  the  honours  we  can  give, 
Be  offcr'd  to  the  Lord.] 

HYMN  CXII.     Long  Metre, 

Angeh  miniflering  to  CbriJ^  and  Saints* 

1  /"IRE  AT  GOD!  to  what  a  glorious  height 
\JX   Haft  thoa  advancM  tl^e  Lprd>  Usy  3on  t 
AngeU,  in  ^1  tbeir  robes  jof  light, 
Are  made  the  fervauta  of  hk  throne. 

%  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait. 
And  fwift  as  flames  of  fire  they  move,  , 
To  manage  hit  affairs  of  ftat^, 
In  works  of  rengeance^  and  of  lose, 

j  His  orders  run  through  all  the  hofts, 
Legions  defcend  at  his  command, 
To  ihield  and  guard  our  native  cos^Uf 
When  foreign  rage  invades  our  land. 

4  Now  tbey  at  feot  to  guide  our  feet  * 
Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode. 

Through  all  the  dangers  that  wc  meet 
In  travelling  the  heav'nly  road. 

5  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground^  ' 
And  thou  (halt  bid  me  rife,  and  coino^  \ 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down9  • 

Safe  to  conduct  my         borne.  J 


204        Hymn  113,  B.  II, 

HYMN  CXffl.    Common  Metre/ 

Tbe  Jams, 

1  TTHE  majefty  of  Solomon, 
A    How  glorious  to  behold— 
The  fervants  waiting  round  his  throne. 
The  iv'ry,  and  the  gold  ！ 

a  But,  mighty  God  I  thy  palace  ihines 
With  £str  fuperior  beams  I 
Thine  an^el-guards  are  fwiit  as  winds. 
Thy  nwoifters  are  flames  ！ 

3  [Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  mad( 

His  entrance  on  the  earth, 
A  ihining  army  downward  fled. 
To  celebrate  his  birth. 

4  And  when  o^rcflTd  with  'pains  and  fears. 

On  the  cold  ground  he  liea 
Behold,  a  heav'nly  form  appears^ 
T，  allay  bis  agonies.] 

5  Now  to  the  hands  of  Chiift,  our  King, 

Are  all  their  legions  giv'n  ； 
They  wait  upon  his  ikints,  and  bring 
His  cl^fen  heirs  to  heav'n. 

4A  Pleafure  and  praifc  run  through  their  hoft, 
*    To  fee  a  (inner  turn  ； 
That  fatan  has  a  captive  loft. 
And  Cbrift  a  fubjedt  born. 

7  But  there's      hour  of  brighter  joy, 
When  he  his  angels  fends 
Obftinate  rebels  to  deftroy, 
And  gather  in  his  friends. 

t  Oh  ！  could  I  fay9  without  a  doubt. 
There  iliall  my  foul  be  found ― 
Then  let  the  great  arch-ax^cl  ihout, 
And  the  laft  trumpet  found  ！ 


B,  IL  Hymn  114,  11^  205 
HYMN  CXIV.    Common  Metre. 

Cbrifi'4  Death,  fi8ory9  and  Dominion, 
.X  T  SING  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death  ； 
A    He  conquered  when  he  fell : 
9Tis  fatijb, d，  faid  his  dying  breath, 
And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 

%  9Tis  finijb, d、  our  Immanuel  cries  ； 
The  drtadful  work  Is  done  : 
Hence  ihall  his  fov*reign  throne  arife  ； 
His  kingdom  is  begun.  . 

3  His  crofs  a  furc  foundation  laid. 

For  glory  and  renown  $ 
When,  through  the  regions  of  the  dead. 
He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  crown, 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide, 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ； 
To  heav'n  and  hell,  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  faints,  from  his  propitious  eye, 

Await  their  fev'ral  crowns  ； 
And  all  the  fons  of  darknefs  fly 

The  terror  of  his  frowns.  

HYMN  CXV.    Common  Metre.  . 

.  God  the  Avengtr  of  his  Saints  ；  or,  bis  Kingdom  Supreme, 
X  T  TIGH  as  the  heav'n s  above  the  ground,  w 
SOL    Reigns  the  Creator,  God  ； 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

%  Let  princes  of  exalted  ft  ate 
To  him  afcribe  their  crown  ； 
Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 
And  caft  their  glories  down. 

3  Know  that  his  ki%dom  is  fupreme, 
Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain  5 
He  calls  you、  Gods,  that  awful  name. 
But  ye  muft  die  like  men. 


2o6     Hymn  ii6,  117.     B,  U. 

4  Then  kt  the  ibv'reigns  of  the  globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  tlie  juft  ； 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  duft, 

5  Y€  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wife, 

And  think  of  heav'n  with  fear  ; 
The  meaneft  faint  that  you  defpife 
Has  an  Avenger  there. 


HYMN  CXVL    Common  Metre. 

Mercies  and  ^ banks* 
x  -rjOW  can  I  fmk  with  fuch  a  prop 
JnL    As  mine  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  fpreads  the  hcav'ns  abroad  ？  、 
^  How  can  I  die,  while  Jefus  live!, 
Who  rofe,  and  left  the  dead  i 
Pardon  and  grace  my  foul  receives 
From  mine  exalted  head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  forever  thine  ；  • 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  chceitul  hands  refigiu 

4  Yet,  if  I  might  make  fomc  refcrve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  fo  great, 
That  I  fhould  give  him  all. 


HYMN  CXVU.    Long  Metre. 

Living  and  dying  vnitb  God  prefent. 
！  X  CANNOT  bear  thine  abfence,  Lord  J 
1    My  life  expires,  if  thou  depart : 
Be  thou,  my  heart,  ftill  ney  my  God, 
•    And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  nevt. 

'  z  'I  was  not  born  for  car#  or  fin, 
Nor  can  I  live  on  things  fo  vile  ； 
Yet  I  w'm  ftay  my  Father's  time, 
And  hope  and  wait  for  heav'n  awhjlQ 


S.  II.     Hymn  118,119.  207 

Z  Then,  deareft  Loid,  in  thine  embrace 
Let  me  refign  my  fleeting  breath  ； 
And9  with  a  imile  upon  my  face, 
Pafs  the  important  hour  of  death.  ' 

HYMN  CXVIIL    Long  Metre. 

The  Priefthood  of  Cbrtft. 
X  *OLOOD  has  aioice  to  pierce  the  (kies  ; 
J3  Revenge  I  the  blood  of  Abel  cries  ； 
But  the  dear  ftream,  when  Chrift  was  ilain> 
Speaks  peace  as  loud  from  cv'ry  vein. 

%  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high  ； 
Behold,  he  lays  his  vengeance  by  ！ 
And  rebels,  that  deferve  his  fword, 
Become  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord. 

3  To  Jefus  let  our  praifes  Yife, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  facrifice  :  . 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God, 
And  for  our  pardon  pleads  his  bloed.  

HYMN  CXIX.    Common  Metre. 

The  Holy  Scriptures. 
x  T  ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
JLi    I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ； 
And  not  a  glimpfe  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

%  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  alfuage  ； 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almoit  in  ev'ry  page.  • 

3  [This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies  . 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ； 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wife, 
Who '  makes  this  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  confecrated  wat^er  flows, 

To  quench  my  thirft  of  fin  ； 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows  ； 
No  danger  dwells  therein.] 


2o8     Hymn  119，  12 으     B>  IL 

j  This  is  the  Judge  who  ends  the  ftrife. 
Where  wit  and  reafoH  fail  ； 
My  guide  to  crerlafting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  Oh,  may  thy  counfels,  mighty  God» 
My  roving  feet  command  5 
Nor  I  foifake  the  happy  road  ' 
That  leads  to  thy  right  band  ！ 

HYMN  CXX, ᅳ Short  Metre. 

The  La<w  and  Oofpel  Joinid  in  Scr^tmrtm 

1     T'HE  Lord  declares  his  will, 

A    And  keeps  the  world  in  awe  ； 
Amidft  the  (moke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 

%     The  Lord  reveals  his  face  ； 
And,  fmiling  from  above, 
Sends  down  tiic  gofpel  of  his  grace, 
f      Th'  epiftles  of  bis  love. 

，  Thcfe  facred  words  impart 
'     Our  Maker's  juft  command^ 
The  pity  of  bis  melting  heart. 
And  Ten^eance  of  his  hands.  、 

4  [Hence  wc  awake  our  fear, 

We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ； 
The,  arms  of  grace  are  trtafar'd  here, 
And  armour  of  defence. 

5  Wc  learn  Chrift  cruci£y*d, 

And  here  behold  his  blood  ； 
All  arts  and  knowledges  befide 
Will  do  us  littk  good-J 

6  Wc  read  the  hcav*nly  word. 

We  take  the  oflcr'd  grace, 
Obey  the  ftatutcfi  of  the  Lonfc 
And  truA  his  pronifes* 


B,  II.     Hymn  121，  122.  209 

7  In  vain  fhall  Satan  rage 
Againft  a  book  divine, 
Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page, 
Where  beams  of  mercy  fliine^  

ᅳ HYMN  CXXL    Long  Metre. 

The  Law  and  Go/pel  d'tftingmjhed. 
x  T^HE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
What  duties  to  our  God  we  o\Ce  ； 
But  'tis  the  gofpel  muft  reveal 
Whe^e  lies  our  ftrength  to  do  his  will. 

a  The  law  difcovers  guilt  and  fin, 

And  ihews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been*; 
Only  tbe  gofpel  can  exprcft 
Forgiving  love,  and  cleanfing  grace. 

3  What  curfes  doth  the  law  denounce 
Againft  the  man  that  fails  but  once  ！ 
But,  in  the  gofpel,  Chrift  appears 
Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  num'rous  years. 

4  My  Ibiri,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 

Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law  ；       .  >  L 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gofpel  gives : 
The  man  that  trufts  the  promife,  lives. 

'    HYMN  CXXIL    Long  Metre. 

Retirement  and  Meditation, 
I  TiTY  GOD,  permit  mc  not  to  be  >t 
1V_L  A  ftranger  to  myfelf  and  thee-; 
Amidft  a  thoufand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  higheft  Love. 

%  Why  Ihould  my  paflions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debafck  my  heavenly  birth  ！ 
Why  fhould  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ！ 

3  Call  me  away  from  fldh  aiid  fenfe  ； 
One  fov'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ； 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
An*d  all  inferior  joys  refign. 
S  % 


2io    ,Hymn  12^  124,     JB.  II, 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  ber  fcenes9  withdrawn  } 
Let  ndife  and  vanity  be  gone  : 
In  fecret  filence  of  the  mind. 
My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

HhYMN  CXXm.    Long  Metre, 

The  BeneJH  of  Public  Ordinances. 

1  A  WAY  from  every  mortal  care, 

^   Away  from  earth,  our  (buls  retreat  ； 
We  leave  this  worthlefs  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worfhip  near  thy  feat* 

2  Lord,  in  the  temp}€  of  thy  grace 
We  fee  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  | 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face,  , 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r. 

3  While  here,  our  various  wants  we  mourn) 
United  groans  afcend  on  high  ； 

And  pray'rs  produce  a  quick  return 
Of  blciUngs  in  variety. 

4  Pf  Satan  rage,  and  fin  grow  ftrbng. 
Here  wc  receive  fome  cheering  word  ； 
We  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord, 

5  Or  if  our  fpirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  confeience  gall'd  with  inward  ftings) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  fun  arifey 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings.} 

6  Father  ！  my  foul  would  ftill  abide  • 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  fide  4 
But  if  my  feet  muft  hence  depart, 
S^ill  Ireep  thy  dwelHngr  in  n>y  heart. 

HYMN  CXXIV.    Common  Metre, 

Mofesy  Aaron,  mnd  J^/bua. 
x  not  the  law  of  ten  comnumda. 

On  holy  Sinai  giv*n,  [ 
Or  fcnt  to  men  by  Mofes9  hands,  , 
Can  bring  us  iafe  to  faeav'n*  ！ 


BrIL     Hymn  125,126.  211 

a  ，Tis  not  the  blood  that  Aaron  fpilt> 
Nor  fmolce,  of  fwccteft  ftncll, 
Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt. 
Or  favc  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Aaron,  the  prieft,  rcfigns  his  breath 

At  God's  immediate  wfll  ； 
And,  in  the  defart,  yields  to  death 
Upon  tlf  appointed  hiH, 

4  And  thus,  on  Jordan's  yonder  fide, 

The  tribes  of  Ifrael  ftand, 
While  Mofes  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd 
Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 

5  Ifrael,  rejoice,  now  Jofliua*  leads  ！ 

HeTl  b  ring  your  tribes  to  reft  ； 
•  So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  nUtt  and  the  prieft. 

H  Y  MM  CXXV.    Long  Metre. 

Faith  and  Refentanee9  Unbelief  and  Impenitence* 

M  T  IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  giv'n 

JLj  To  fouls  that  mourn  the  fins  they've  done  ； 
Children  of  wrath  made  heirs  of  htxrn, 
By  £aiith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 

%  Wo  to  the  wretch  that  never  felt 
The  inward  pangs  of  pious  grief, 
But  ^idds  to  all  his  crying  guilt 
The  ftubborn  fin  of  unbelief. 

3  The  kw  condemns  the  rebel  deadf  , 
»    Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  lies  :  ' 
He  feals  the  curfe  on  his  own  head, 
And  with  a  double  vengeance  dies.      *  - 

HYMN  CXXVL    Common  Metre, 

God  glorified  in  the  QoffeU 

\  HpHE  Lord,  defcending  from  above, 
A    Inyites  his  children  near  ； 


•  Jofluu  tbefamt  with  Jefus,  gnd /gnifits  a  Swr 


ii2     Hymn  126,127.  B,IL 

While  pow'r  and  truth,  and  boundleis  love  ' 
Difplay  their  glories  here. 

%  Here,  in  the  gofpel's  wond'rous  frame, 
Frdb  wifdom  we  purfue  ； 
A  thoufand  angels  learn  thy  name. 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fiaireft  lines  ； 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ； 
Wifdom  through  all  the  myftVy  (bines. 
And  Chinet  in  JdTus*  £ace. 

4  The  law  its  beft  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ； 
And  thy  revenging  juftice  (hows . 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 

5  But  ftill  the  luftre  of  thy  grace 

Our  wanner  thoughts  employe 
GQds  the  whole  fecne  with  brighter  ray& 
.    And  more  exalts  our  joys.  


HYMN  CXXVn.    Long  Metre. 


[Written  only  for  thofe  who  pn 쓰 life  the  baptifm  of  infants.] 
x  HPHUS  did  the  fons  of  Abr，am  pafs 
JL     Under  the  bloody  feal  of  grace  1 
The  young  difciples  bore  the  yoke. 
Till  Chrift  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

%  By  milder  ways  doth  Jefus  prove 
His  Father'*  cot'nant,  and  his  love  ； 
He  fcals  to  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
Nor  does  forbid  theit  in&nt  race. 

3  Their  feed  is  fprinlded  with  his  blood. 
Their  children  fet  apart  for  God  ； 
His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  lhed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  e，,ry  {kint,  with  cheerful  voice. 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ； 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days. 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abr'am  praife. 


Circwncifion  and  Baptifm* 


B.  II，  Hymn  128,  129.  ！ 213- 
HYMN  CXXVIII.   Common  Metre* 

Corrupt  Nature  from  Adark» 


B 


LEST  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
fethe    "  " 


Adam,,  our  father,  ftood, 
Till  he  debas'd  his  foul  to  fenfe, 
And  eat  forbidden  food. 

2  Now  wc  are  born  a  fenfaal  race. 

To  finfiil  joyg  inclin'd  ； 
Reafon  has  loft  its  native  place^ 
And  flefh  enflaves  the  mifid. 

3  Whfle  fkih,  and  fenib,  and  paffion  r^pah 

Sin  is  the  fweetcft  good  ； 
Wc  fancy  mufic  in  our  chains^ 
And  fo  forget  the  load* 

4  Great  God  S  renew  our  niin,d  frame' 

Our  broken  pow'rs  reftore  s 
Infpire  us  with  a  hcav'nly  frame, 
，     And  fleih  (hall  reign  no  more  i 

$  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  parts  $ 
And  let  the  fccond  Adam  draw 
His  imagrc  on  our  hearts. 

H7MN  CXXIX.    Long  Metre. 

We  nvalk  by  Faith,  not  by  StgbU 
I  *nplS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

A    Wc  walk  through  defarts  dark  as  night  I 
Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n,  our  home* 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  ^ght» 

%  The  tvant  of  fight  flic  well  fupplics  ； 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ； 
Far  into  diftant  worlds  {tic  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near, 

3  Cheerful  wc  tread  the  defait  through. 
While  faith  infpires  a  heav'nly  ray  ; 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempefts  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  &11  the  way. 


"4     Hymn  130,131.  B.IL 

4  So  Abr'am,  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  houfe  to  walk  with  God  ； 
His  faith  beheld  the  proniis，d  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along-  the  road,  

"HYMN  CXXX.    Common  Metre. 

The  new  Creation, 
i    A  TTKND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
JTjL   Doth  his  own  glories  (hew  : 
"  Behold  I  fit  upon  my  throne, 
"  Creating  all  things  new. 

%  "  Nature  and  fin  are  pafs'd  away, 
"  And  the  old  Adam  dies  ； 
"  My  kand»  a  new  foundation  lay  ； 
"  Sec  the  new  world  arife. 

3  "  HI  be  a  Sun  of  Righteou&cfe  、 

"  To  the  new  heav'ns  I  make  ； 
"  None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace  • 
"  My  glory  (hall  parUke." 

4  Mighty  Redr-mcr  ?  fet  mc  free  ' 

From  my  old  ftate  of  fin  ； 
Oh^  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee. 
Create  new  pow'w  within. 

5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears. 

And  mould  my  heart  air-efh  ; 
Give  me  new  paflions,  joys  and  fears. 
And  turn  the  ftonc  to  fleft. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead. 

From  fin,  and  earth,  and  hell9 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  madef  , 
I  wouJd  forever  dwell. 

HYMN  CXXXL    Long  Metre. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Chr'tfHan  Religion* 
1  T  ET  evcrlafting  glories  crown 
JLi   Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  falvation  down9 
And  writ  the  blefSngs  in  thy  word. 

、ᅵ  • 


J3.IL     Hymn  131，  132.  215 

9  [What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around. 
And  fearch  from  Britain  to  Japan,  . 
There  fhall  be  no  religion  found,  ' 
So  juft  to  God,  fo  iafe  to  man.] 

Z  In  vain  the  trembling  confeience  feeks 
Some  folid  ground  to  reft  upon  ； 
With  long  defpair  the  lpirit  breaks. 
Till  we  apply  to  Chrift  alone. 

A  How  well  thy  blefled  truths  agree  ！ 
How  wife  and  holy  thy  commands  ！ 
Thy  promife69  how  firm  they  be  ！ 
How  nrm  our  hope  and  comfort  itands  ！ 

5  [Not  the  fcign'd  fields  of  heath'nifli  blifa 
Could  raife  fuch  pleafures  in  the  mind  ； 
Nor  does  the  Turkilh  paradife 
Pretend  to  joys  fo  well  refin'd.] 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  deWfc 
Aflault  my  faith  with  treach'rous 
I，d  call  them  vanity  and  Hes,  ᅭ、、 
And  bind  the  gofpel  to  my  heacj^ 

HYMN  CXXXII.    Common  Metre. 

The  Offices  of  Cbrifl.  " 

I  TTTE  blefs  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 
VV     *that  comes  with  truth  and  grace  | 
Jefus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

%  We  »ev,rence  our  High-Prieft  above. 
Who  offer'd  up  his  blood. 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King  ；  . 
How  fweet  are  his  commands  ！ 
He  guards  our  fouls  from  hell  and  fia. 
By  his  almighty  hands^ 


2i6     Hymn  133,  134.     B,  IL 

4  Hofanna  to  bis  glorious  name, 
Who  0Lvea  by  diff'rent  ways  ； 
His  mercies  hj  a  foy'reigo  daim 
To  our  immortal  praile,  

HYMN  CXXXIH.    Long  Metre, 

The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 
I  TpTERNAL  Spirit  ！  we  confefs, 
XL  And  (ing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ； 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  Weffings  dowa 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

a  Enlighten'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  ihades  and  darkneis  turn  to  day  ； 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  l^now 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  fin  ； 
Do  our  imperious  lufts  fubdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew* 

4  The  troubled  confcicnce  knows  thy  voice  ^ 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ； 
Thy  words  allay  the  ftormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  forges  of  the  mind.  

HYMN  CXXXIV.  Common  Metre. 

Ctrcumcifion  aboli/hed, 
I  'T'HE  promife  was  divinely  free, 
A    Extcnfive  was  the  grace  ； 
"  I  will  the  God  of  Abr'am 
"  And  of  his  numerous  race." 

%  He  faid— and,  with  a  |)loody  feal» 
ConfirmM  the  words  he  /poke  ； 
！ Long  did  the  fons  of  Abr'am  fed 
The  lharp  and  painful  yoke* 

3  Till  God's  《♦  tvn  Son,  defcooding  !ow> 
Gave  his  own  fleih  to  bleed  ； 
»And  Gentiles  tafte  the  bleffings  nowr 
Prom  the  hard  bondage  freed* 


B.  IL     Hymn  135，  136.  217 

4  The  God  of  Abr'am  claims  our  praife  ； 
His  promifes  endure  ； 
And  Chrift,  the  Lord,  in  gentler  ways, 
Makes  the  falvation  lure,   

HYMN  CXXXV.    Long  Metre. 

'Types  and  Prophecies  of  Chrijh 

i  T>E HOLD  the  woman's  promis'd  feed  ！ 
AJ  Behold  the  great  Mefliah  corae  ！ 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  fuperior  room'  ！ 

%  Abr'am,  the  faint,  rejoie'd  of  old, 
When  vifions  of  the  Lord  he  faw  ； 
Mofes,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  Fulfillcr  of  his  law. 

3' The  types  bore  witnefs  to  his  name, 
Otitain'd  their  chief  defigu,  and  ccas'd  ； 
The  incenfe,  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  arfc,  the  altar,  and  the  pricft. 

4  Prcdidtions  in  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  bkffings  on  his  head  ； 
Jefuj,  we  worfliip  at  thy  feet  ； 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  feed.  

HYMN  CXXXVI.    Long  Metre. 

Miracles  dt  the  Birth  of  Chrlfl. 
i  HT  H  E  King  of  glory  fends  his  Son 
A  To  make  his  entrance  on  this  earth  ； 
Behold,  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  heav'nly  hods  declare  liis  birth  I 

a  About  the  youn^  Redeemer's  head 
What  wonders  and  what  glories  meet  ！ 
An  unknown  ilar  arofe,  and  led 
The  caftern  fages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  confpire 
The  infant  Saviour  to  proclaim  ； 
Inward  they  felt  the  facred  fire, 
And  blefs'd  th«  babe,  and  own，d  his  nanv 
T  k 


:iS     Hymn  i.r7，  표  IL 

Ixt  Jews  and  Greeks  blafpheme  aleud, 
And  treat  the  holy  Child  with  fcorn  i 
Our  fouls  adore  th，  eternal  God, 


HYMN  CXXXVil.   Long  Metre. 

hTiracL  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Refurreaion  o/Cbrifi. 

i  T>EHOLD "the  blind  their  fight  receive  \ 
JD  Behold  the  dead  awake,  and  Kve  ! 
The  dumb  fpeak  wonders  ！  and  the  lame 
Leap  Hke  the  hart,  and  blefs  his  name  1 

-  Thus  doth  th*  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  ieal  the  miffion  of  the  Son  ； 
The  Father  vindicates  bis  caufe,  、 
While  he  bangs  bleeding  on  the  croft. 

3  He  dies  ！  the  hea^'ns  in  mourning  ftood  ； 
He  rifes  ！  and  appears  a  God  : 

Behold  the  Lord  afcendiog  hig^> 
No  more  to  bleed,  np-  more  to  die  ！ 

4  Hence,  and  forev«f,  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart  ； 
And  to  thofe  hands  my  foul  rcfign, 
Which  bear  credentials  fo  divine-  

HYMN  CXXXVIIL    Long  Metre. 

The  Power  of  the  GoJ^eL 
i  'X'HIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
A   Sent  to  the  nations  torn  above  ； 
Jehovah  here  refolves  to  Ihew 
What  his  almighty  ^race  can  do. 
a  This  remedy  did  wtfdom  tind, 
To  heal  difeafes  of  the  mind  5 
This  fov'reign  balm,  whofe  virtues  can 
Reftore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man, 
3  The  gofpel  Vids  the  dead  revive  ； 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live  ； 
Dry  bones  are  rais'd,  and  cloth  d  afrem  ； 
\m)  hearts  of  ftone  are  turn'd  to  fldh' 

Mftim  n^m0 


B.  II.    Hymn  139，  140.  219 

4  (Where  fatan  reign,d  in  fhadcs  of  night, 
The  gofpel  ftrikes  a  heav'nly  light  ； 
Our  luft  its  wond'rous  pow'r  controls, 
And  calms  the  r^gc  of  angiy  fouls. 

5  Lions  and  beafts,  of  favage  name. 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb  ； 
While  tbe  wide  world  eftecms  it  ftrange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  bate  the  change.] 

€  May  but  thk  grace  iny  foul  renew, 
J>t  fii)ner8  gaze,  and  hate  me  too  ； 
The  word  that  faws  me,  does  engage 
A  fure  defence  from  all  their  rage.  

HVMN  CXXXIX.    Long  Metre. 

The  Example  of  ChriJL 

2  m\ffy  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
Ska.  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  :  ' 
©at  ki  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

a  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  fuch  thy  zeal ― 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will ― 
Such  love,  and  meeknefs,  fo  divine, 
I  would  tranferibe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  ayd  the  midnight  air, 
WitnefsM  the  fervour  of  thy  pray'r  ； 
The  idefart  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  eonf)i^b>  and  thy  vid'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ― make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ； 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  fhall.own  my  name 
Amongft  tlic  foUVcrs  of  the  3L.afnb>  

^  HYMN  CXL,    Common  Metre- 

The  Examples  of  Qhrift  and  the  Saints, 

%  /^ij VE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rife 
VJT  Within  the  veil,  and  fee 
The  faintt  above -~ how  great  their  joys ~~ 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ！ 


2  2o     Hymn  140,  141.     B.  IL 

a  Once  thty  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ；  | 
-They  wredicd  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears.  1 

3  I  r.fk  them,  whence  tllcir  vidt'ry  came  ？ 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Afcrihc  their  conqucft  to  the  Lamb  ；  ^ 
Their  triumph,  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footftcps  that  he  trod, 

(His  zeal  infpirM  their  breaft) 
And,  foU'wing  their  incarhate  God,  ，  1 

Poffefs'd  the  promis'd  reft. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  onr  praife» 

For  his  own  pattern  g^v'n  ；  , 
While  the  long  clcad  of  witneflcs  .4 
Shew  the  fame  path  to  heaven.  

HYMN  CXLI.    Common  Metre. 

f  ultb  aJpjJed  hy  Serp  ；   or,  Preaching  Baptifm,  ditd  tU 

1  "VTY  Saviour  God,  my  fov'rcign  Prince, 

1VJL   Reigns  far  above  the  ikies  ； 
But  brings  his  graces  down  to  ienfe,  , 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rife. 

2  Mine  eyes  and  ears  lhall  blcfs  his  name, 

They  read  and  hear  his  word  ； 
My  touch  and  taftc  fhall  do  the  fame, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord* 
-.  Baptifmal  water  is  defign'd 

To  i'tal  his  clcanfing  grace  ；  | 
Vn  ile,  at  his  fcaft  of  bread  and  wine,  ！ 
lie  gives  his  faints  a  place.  . 

A  But  i?ot  the  waters  of  a  flood  j 

C:m  make  my  flefti  fo  clean,  ' 

As,  by  his  5\pirit  and  his  blood,  | 

He'll  wafh  my  foul  from  fin. .  j 

5  Not  choiccft  meats,  nor  noblcft  wines,  | 
So  mifch  my  heart  refrcfh, 


N( 


B.  II.     Hymn  142,143,  221 

As  when  my  faith  goes  through  the  figns, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flefh.  , 

•  ^  I  love  the  Lord,  who  ftoops  fo  low, 

•  To  give  his  word  a  feal  ； 

But  the  rich  graqg  his  hands  beftow 

Exceeds  the  figures  ftill.  

HYMN  CXLII.    Short  Metre. 

Faith  in  Cbrift  our  Sacrifice* 
OT  all  the  blood  of  bea(U， 
On  Jewilh  altars  flain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  confciencc  peace, 
Or  waih  ayray  the  ftain* 

But  Clirift,  theh^v'i^yLamb, 
^jSi  «.H^e8  all  o4RMVa4P^^ 

A  facrifice  of  nobler  name, 
w        ^.nd  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  Jfchine, 

While,  like  a  penitent,  I  ft  and, 
And  there  confefs  my  fin. 

4  My  £ovA  looks  back  to  fee 
The  b\urdens  thou  didft  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  curfed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  fee  the  curfe  remove  ； 
We  blefs  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  fing  his  bleeding  love.  

HYMN  CLXIII.    Common  Metre. 

Fle/b  and  Spirit. 

■    x  TT7HAT  dilF'rent  pow'rs  of  grace  and  fin 

f  VV    Attend  our  mortal  ftate  ！ 

i  I  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within, 

!  And  do  the  works  I  hale. 

%  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  <\\c9 

»»  While  fin  and  fatan  reign  ； 


222     Hymn  L43,  144,     B.  II， 

Now  raifc  my  ibngs  of  triumph  high. 
For  grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  darknefs  ftruggles  with  the  light,  4 

Till  perfect  day  arife  ；  i 
Water  and  fire  maintain  tlie  figbt 
Until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  fldh  and  fririt  ftrirc. 

And  vex  and  break  my  peace  j 
But  I  ihall  quit  this  mortal  life, 
And  fin  forever  ccafe.  

HYMN  CXLIV. ᅳ Long  Metre. 

The  Effujion  cftbe  Spirit  ；  w,  the  Sucee/s  of  the  Gcfpel.  *  ' 
x  ^^RE  AT  wasjhe  da^  the  joy  was 


whcnmsmm  wmm  met 

Whilft  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  cama^ 
And  iat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame* 

%  What  gifts,  yfhat  miracles  he  gave  ！ 
And  pow'r  to  give,  and  pow'r  to  fkve  l  、ᅰ 
Furnifh'd  their  tongues  with  wond'rous  word 와 
Inftead  of  fhields,  and  fpears,  and  IWords. 

3  Thus  armM,  he  fent  the  champions  forth, 
From  caft  to  weft,  from  ibuth  to»  north  ； 
"  Go,  and  affcrt  your  Saviour's  caufe  ； 
"  Go,  fpread  the  myft'iy  of  his  crofs," 

4  Thefe  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  ftubborn  pafiions  bow9 
And  lay  the  prouckft  rebel  low  ！ 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  thefe  heav'nly  arms  fubdu'd  } 
While  latan  rages  at  his  lofs*  * 
And  hates  the  dodrine  of  the  cro& 

6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  fubdue  ； 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
^  wiIHng  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  fing  the  vicVrics  of  his  word. 


B.IL  Hymn  145,  146.  223 
HYMN  CXLV. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Sight  through  a  Glafsf  and  Face  to  Fmce* 
T  LOVE  the  windows  of  thy  grace, 
J-    Through  which  my  Lord  is  leen  ； 
And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  &cc, 
Without  a  glafs  between. 
%  Oh,  that  the  happy  hour  were  come. 
To  change  my  faith  to  fight  ！ 
I  fhail  behold  my  Lord  at  home 
In  a  diviner  light. 

Hafte,  my  Beloved,  and  remove  , 

Thefe  interpofing  days  ； 
r^Vn  (hall  my  paSions  all  be  Iovfe, 
* iu     all  my  pow^s  be  praife. 

\MN  CXLVL    Long  Metre. 

ne  Vanity  of  Creatures  f  or,  no  Re/t  on  "Bartb* 


MM』 

TofsV 

*  ―  Vrnni 


MAN  his  a  foul  of  vaft  defircs  ； 
He  burns  within  with  rcftlefs  fires  ； 
Tofs'd  to  and  fro»  his  pafliona  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity* 

1  a  |n  vain,  on  earth,  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  good  to  fill  tke  mind  : 
We  try  new  pJcafures— but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirft  and  torment  ililU 

3  So,  when  a  rapng  fever  burns* 

Wc  fhift  from  fide  t6  fide,  by  turns  ； 

And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  piace,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  ！  fubdue  this  vicioiu  thirft. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  duft  } 

Gure  this  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
ibid  feed  our  fouls  with  joys  refined. 

HYMN  CXLVIL   Common  Metre. 

7 be  Creation      tke  W^rli.    Gen.  i. 
x  t(  XJOW  let  a  fpacious  world  arife," 
1、   Said  the  Creator  jbonl : 


224        Hymn  147,  B.  IL 

At  once  th，  obedient  earth  and  fkies 
Rofe  at  his  fov'rcign  word. 

%  [Dark  was  the  deep  ；  the  waters  lay 
ConftwM,  and  drown'd  the  land  ； 
He  call'd  the  light ―" the  new-born  day 
Attends  «n  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  afcend  on  high  ； 

The  clouds  afcend,  a^d  bear 
A  wat'ry  trcafurc  to  the  fkj, 
And  float  on  fofter  air. 

4  The  liquid  clement  below 

Was  gather'd  by  his  hand  ； 
The  rolling  feas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  folid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  (a  flow'ry  birth) 

The  naked  globe  he  crown'd, 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  blefs  the  earth. 
Or  fun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  ikies  ； 

Behold  the  fun  appears  ； 
The  moon  and  itars  in  order  rife, 
，   To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th，  Almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame  ； 
The  painted  fowls  of  cv'ry  wing. 
And  filh  of  ev*ry  name.] 

S  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 
At  once  their  wond'roiw  birth  ； 
And  grazing  beafts,  of  various  form, 
Rofe  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  Was  form，d  of  equal  day9 
Though  fov'reign  of  the 'reft, 
Defign?d  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 

With  God's  own  image  bid 
^TJjBs  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye, 
Tne  young  creation  ftood  ； 


—  —  —  7— —  ■— .  1 
BVIL     Hymn  148,  149,     22^  1 

He  faw  the  building  from  on  high, 

His  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 
11  Lord,*  while  the  frame  "of  nature  ftands,  1 

Thv  praifc  ihall  fill  my  tongue  ； 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands  I 

A  more  exalted  fong.  

HYMN  CXLVIII.  Common  Metre. 

Cod  reconciled  in  CMJL 
j  TT\E  AREST  of  all  thf  names  abote, 
xJ   My  Jefus,  and  my  God  ！ 
Who  can  refill  thy  bcav'nly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thf  blood  ？ 

L.  %  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thjr  death 
|f  ^    'the  Father  fmiles  again  ； 
찌^ fts  by  thine  interceding  breath ' 
f       The  Spirit  dwtlls  with  men. 

3：  Till  God,  in  human  fleft,  I  fee, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ；  t 
holy,  juft  and  facred  ^//fQf^m/ 
^55/       tcrrorj  to  mj  mind, 

4  But  .if  Immanud'g  face  appear,  : 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ； 
His  name  forbids  my  flaviih  fear,  . 
His  grace  removes  my  fins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  relyf 

And  Greeks  of  wifdom  boaft, 
I  love  th*  incarnate  myftery, 
•      And  there  I  fix  my  tmft.  ', 

！    HYMN  CXLIX.  Common  Metre. 

1   Honour  to  J^agijlrates  ；  or.  Government  from  Ged* 
l   i  INTERNAL  Sov'reign  of  the  Iky, 
f     •  XL  .  And  Lord  of  all  below, 
»      We  mortals  to  thy  Majefty 

Our  firft  obedience  owe. 
a  Our  foula  adore  thy  throne  fupreme,  . 

And  bkfa  thy  providence^ 


%i6     Hymn  150,  151.  B.IL 

For  magiftrate8  of  meaner  aame, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

3  [The  rukrg  of  theie  States  ihall  &mt 

With  rays  above  the  reft, 
Where  laws  and  liberties  combine 
To  make  the  nation  blefs'd^ 

4  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundations  ftand«  • 

While  virtue  finds  reward  ； 
And  finners  pcrifli  from  the  iand, 
Bjr  jaftice  and  the  fword. 

5  Let  Cefar's  due  be  ever  paid 

To  Cefar  and  his  thn>ne  ； 
But  con&ienoes  and  fouls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord，s  alone.  ^ 

HYMN  CL.    Common  Metre. 

The  DefdiJUlnefj  qfSin* 
t  Q I N  has  a  thoufand  treach'rous  arts 
O   To  pradiie  en  the  mind  i  . 

Buneatfes^flting  behind.   |         ^  ^ 

%  With  nvnes  of  virtue  fHe  deceives 
The  aged  and  the  youog  ； 
^nd  while  tlie  hecdlds  wretch  bdieyc^ 
She  makes  his  fetters  &xongt 

3  She  pleada  for  all  the  jpy«  file  brings^ 
And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ； 
But  chmti  the  foul  of  hcav'nly  tluqg^ 
And  chains  it  dowa  to  icofe. 


So,  on  a  tree  divinely  fain 
Grew  the  forbidden  food ; 


f 

m 

And  tainted  all  her  blood. 


Our  mother  took  the  poifon  there, 
•   • blo(  - 


HYMN  CLI.    Long  Metre, 

Prophecy  and  h^irat'iMU 
,#pWAS  by  an  order  from  the  JLord» 
The  anciejit  prophet  ^oke  h»  WPf^  i 


B.  IL     Hymn  151,  152,  22^ 

His  ipirit  did  their  tongues  infpire. 

And  warmM  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

1  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought, 
Coufirm'd  tfee  meffages  thq^  brottght  ； 
The  prophet's  pen  fucceeds  his  breath, 
To  favc  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God  ！  mine  eyes  with  pleafure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ； 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  fee, 

And  read  his  name  who  dy'd  for  me. 

4  Let  the  falfe  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  loft,  and  vanifh  in  the  wind  ； 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  fecure  ； 

This  is  thy  word,  and  muft  endure.  • 

HYMN  CL1I.    Common  Metre. 

Sinai  and  Zion.   Heb.  xU,  i8.  ftc.  % 
z  "VT  OT  to  the  terrors  of  the.  Lord,  ^ 
J»N    The  tempeft,  fire,  and  fmoke  ； 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke  : 

%  But  wc  are  come  to  Zion's  hill. 
The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th,  innumerable  boft 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light  ！ 
Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  juft, 
Whofe  faitli  is  turnM  to  fight  ！ 

4  Behold  the  bleft  affembly  there, 
•  Whofe  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  ！ 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 

Their  vileft  fins  forgiv'n. 

The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead. 

But  one  communion  make  ； 
All  join  in  Chrift,  their  】Hring  Head, 

And  of  hU  ^ra«e  partake* 


S 


a28     Hymn  153,  154^     B.  IL 

4  In  fuch  ibckty  as  this 

My  weary  fctfl  would  reft  : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jefus  is, 
；  Muft  be  forever  bteft.  

HYMN  CLIII.    Common  Metre. 

The  DiJUmper,  Fo/fy9  and  Madnefi  of  Situ 
I  QIN,  like  a  venomous  difeafe, 
O  Infedls  our  vital  blood  ； 
The  only  balm  is  fov'rcign  grace, 
And  the  phyfician,  God. 

%  Our  beauty  and  our  ftrcngth  arc  fled, 
And  wc  draw  near  to  death  j 
But  Chrift  the  Lord  rccals  the  dead 
,      With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madnefs  by  nature  reigns  within, 

T*he  paffions  burn  and  rage  ； 
Till  God's  own  Son  with  Ikill  divine 
Tfac  inward  fire  afluage.  • 

4  [Wc  lick  the  duil,  we  grafp  the  wind, 

And  folid  good  defpife  : 
Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind,  、 

Till  Jefus  makes  us  wife.]  ♦ 

5  We  give  our  fouls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  gall, 
And  rufti  with  fury  down  to  hell  ； 
But  heav，n  prevents  the  fall. 

6  [The  man  poflefs'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cu«  his  own  flefh,  and  cries  i 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jefus  comes, 
And  the  foul  fpirit  flies.]   , 

HYMN  CLIV.    Long  Metre. 

Seff'Rigbteou/mfi  infujffieienU 
1  "  "ITTHERE  are  the  mourners,  laith  the  Lord, 
"  VV    Tbat  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word  ？ 
"  That  walk  in  darkQefs  all  the  day  ^ 
"  Come,  make  my  word  your  titxft  and  ftay. 


B,  IL     Hymn  154，  155,  H2g 

%  "  [No  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 

«  Can  for  the  fmalleil  fin  atone  : 
"  "  The  robes  that  nature  may  proyidc, 

"  Will  not  yoxix  kaft  pollution  hide. 

3  "  The  fofteft  couch  that  nature  knows 
"  Can  give  the  confeience  no  rcpofc  : 

"  Look  to  my  rightcoufnefs,  and  live  ； 
w  •Com&rt  and  peace  are  mine  to  givc^j 

4  "  Ye  ibas  of  pride,  that  kindle  coals 

"  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fyvpt 
"  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
"  Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  defirc, 

i  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands  ^ 
"  Hell  waits  you  writh  her  iron  bands  J 
"  Ye  ftudl  lie  down  in  forrow  there, 
"  In  death,  in  darlcncfs,  and  defpain"  

HYMN  CLV.    Common  Metre. 

Cbrlft  our  Pajfover* 

5  T  O,  the  deftroying  aqgel  flies 
JLi .  To  Pharaoh's  ftubborn  land  ！ 
The  pride  and  flow，r  of  Egypt  dies 

By  his  vinditftive  hand* 

%  Re  pali^d  the  tents  of  Jacob  Vcr, 
Nor  pour'd  the  wratn  divine  ； 
He  faw  the  blood  on  ev'ry  door, 
And  Jblefs'd  the  peaceful  (ign. 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  muft  bked. 

To  break  th,  Egyptian  yokcr: 
Thus  Ifirael  is  from  bondage  freed, 
And  'fcapes  tiie  angd's  ftr^ke^  < 

4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  fpiiokkf1  tO0  4 

With  bl(K)d  fo  rich  as  thine, 
Jxiilice  no  longer  would  puriiie  ,  ^ 
This  guilty  ibu]  of  4xune.  、 ' 


Hymn  155,  156,     B.  IL 

5  Jcfus  our  Paflbver  was  flain, 
And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  iktan's  heavy  chain. 
And  God's  avenging  fword. 

HYMN  CLVI.    Common  Metre. 

Frefumpthm  and  Defpair  ；  or,  Satan's  varints  Temftatuiu* 

x  T  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  channs; 
X    I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath  ； 
The  ferpent  takes  a  thouland  fbnn^ 
•  To  cheat  our  fouls  to  death. 

%  He  feed»  our  hopes  with  aity  dreams. 
Or  kills  with  flaviHi  fear  ； 
And  holds  us  ftill  in  wide  extremes^ 
Prefumptiony  or  defpair. 

3  Now  he"  perfuades,  "  how  cafy  'tis 

"  To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  ；,, 
Anon  he  fwells  our  fit»,  and  cries 
"  They  cannot  be  forgi^n." 

4  [He  bids  young  finners  "  yet  forbear 

"  To  think  of  God,  or  death  5 
"  For  praytfr  and  devotion  are 
"  But  melancholy  breath." 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  "  they  muft  die, 

"  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ； 
"  In  vain  for.  mercy  now  they  cry, 
"  For  tbey  have  loft  thei^  day.,y] 

6  Thus  he  fupports  his  cruel  throne 

By  mifchief  and  deceit, 
And  drags  the  fons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkoefs  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  Ihort  his  pow'r  ； 

Let  hun  in  darknefs  dwell  ； 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more. 
Confine  hiiia  dowa  to  hell. 


B.  IL  Hymn  i "，  158.  2^7^ 
HYMN  CLVIL    Common  Metre- 

Tbe  fame, 

s  *VT  O  W  fatan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 
XN    And  threatens  to  deftroy  ； 
He  worries  whom  be  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  joy, 

%  Ye  fons  of  God,  oppofe  bis  rage, 

Refift,  and  he,ll  be  gone  ；  、、 
Thus  did  our  deareft  Lor4  engage. 
And  vanquilh  him  alone. 

3  Now  he  appears  almoft  divine. 

Like  innocence  and  love  ；  、 
But  the  old  fcrpent  lurks  within|   .         •  i 
When  he  affumes  the  dore.  .  ,  . 

4  Fly  from  the  falfe  deceive, a  tongue. 

Ye  fons  of  ^dam?  fly  ； 
Our  parents  found  the  fnare  too  ftrong. 
Nor  fhould  the  children  try.  

HYMN  CLVIII.    Long  Metre. 

Few  faved  ；  or,  tbe  almofi  Cbrifiian,  tbe  Uypocrltey  mnd 
A^oftate, 

x  "D  ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
JD   And  thoudnds  walk  together  there  ；' 
But  wifdom  fliews  a  narrow  path. 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

%  "  Deny  thvfelf,  and  take  tky  croft," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ！ 
Kature  muft  count  her  gold  but  drofs^ 
If  (he  would  gain  this  hea^nl/  land.  、 

3  The  fearful  foul,  that  tires  and  faiiit9» 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more,  - 
Is  but  eftcem'd  almoft  a  faint, 

A«d  makes  his  own  •  deftrudtion  fure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  tain  \ 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ； 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain. 
Which  felie  appitates  never  kuc 쀼, 


1^ 

2^2  Hymn  159,  160*  RII 
HYMN  CLIX^   Common  MetreT 

Jki  imconverted  State  ；  or,  converting  Grace* 
I  /^REAT  King  of  gfoir,  and  of  grace  f 

\J  Wc  oien9  with  humble  ihaufe, 
^  How  tAc  iar  our  degenerate  race, 
Aad  our  firft  father*?  xramc  f 

%  JProm  Adam  flows  <Jur  fainted  Vloofi9 
The  poifon  reigas  within, 
Makes  us  avcrfe  ta  afi  that's  gootf. 
And  wiQiog  flaTts  to-  fin* 

3  [Daily  wc  break  thy  holy  lawiy 

And  then  rejed'  thy  grace  ； 
Bopg^d  in  the  old  lerpent*8  cauie^ 
Againft  our  Makers  face.] 

4  Wc  live  eftrang'd  afar  from  Godf 

And  love  the  diiUnce  well  ； 
With  hade  wc  run  the  dang'rotu  tOld, 
That  kad«  to  dea£h  and  heJL 

5  And  can  fitch  rebels  be  rcftor'd  f 

Such  natures  made  divine  ？ 
.  Let  finners  fee  thy  gloiy,  Lord, 
And  feci  this  pijw'r  of  thine, 

6  Wc  rai(e  our  Father**  name  on  Eig£> 

Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
To  bring  rebellious  Grangers  nigh, 
And  turn  hit  foes  to  mendg,  _ 

HYMN  CLX.    Long  Metre. 

_  _     "  Sin. 

of  th«  tvood 
nature  give" 

and  the^  Iktct 


1  T  ET  the  wild 
JLi  Put  off  the 
Then  may  the  v. . 
And  change  their 
*  A*  veil  might  Ethiopian  fiav^s 
•：■  피^ h  out  the  darknefs  of  their  fkin  f 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
old  tranfgrefibw  ceafe  to  fin, 


B.  IL     Hymn  160,161. 


3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  lon^9 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  control  ； 
None  but  a  pow*r  divinely  ftrong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  foul. 

4  Great  God  ！  I  own  thy  pow'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine  ； 
I  w«uld  be  formM  anew,  and  bleis 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

HYMN" CLXI.    C^nmon  Metre. 

Cbriftian  Virtues  ；  or,  the  Diffieultjf  of  ConwrfiM* 

I  OTRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  ftrait, 
O  That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ； 
，Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
Whjlc  crowds  miftake  and  die. 

a  Beloved  /elf  piuft  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Paifion  fupprefs'd,  and  patience  tryM, 
And  vain  defire  fubdu'd. 

$  [Fldh  is  a  daog'rous  foe  to  grace. 
Where  it  prevsdis  and  rules  ； 
Fldh  muft  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd9 

Left  they  deftroy  our  fouls^]  ， 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banifh'd  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
An4  ev'ry  member,  ev,ry  fenfe» 
In  IWeet  fubjedtion  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  moft  unruly  pow'r, 

Requires  a  ftrong  rcftraint : 
We  muft  be  watchful  cv'ry  hour. 
And  pray*,  but  never  faint. 

6  Lord  I  can  a  feeble,  helplefs  worm 

Fulfil  a  ta(k  fo  hard  ？ 
Thy  grace  muft  all  my  work  perform, 
And  give  the  he*  ireward. 


Hymn  162,  i6>     B,  IL 


HYMN  CLXJI.    Common  Metre. 

Ybe  MedHattm  tf  Heaven  s  or,  the  Jcyt  of  JftAtlh 
.  jL/fY  thougHu  furmount  thefe  lower  fluc% 
JVl   And  look  within  the  veU  ； 
There  (pnn^z  of  cndlcfi  plcatfoc  rifc» 
THe  waters  never  feiK 
s  There  I  behold,  with  fvrett  c&Bght,  .  - 
The  blcffcd  <tku0»  One;  _ 
ibd  ffrong  aife<SEoi»  fix  my  figfif  / 
On  Godrt  inca^pste  $om  / 
a  B5g  promife  fiaods  fertfrar  firm> 
His  grace  (hall  ne'er  depart  ； 
He  binds  my  name  upon  his  ann, 
And  feals  it  on  his  heart* 
4  ^ight  arc  the  p»n»  that  nature  brfngs  % 
How  Ihort  our  forrows  arc  ！ 
When  with  eternal  ftiturc  things, 
The  prrfent  we  compare. 
^  I  would  not  be  a  ftranger  ftill 
To  that  cekftial  place, 
Where  I  forever  hope  ttf  dwdl 
Near  my  Rddcemer'tf  fee* 


HYMN  CLXIIL    Common  Metre. 

Qomplmnt  qfDefertion  and  Temptation. 
x  T^EAR  tord,  behold  our  fore  diftrefs  ； 
xJ  Our  fins  attempt  to  reign  ； 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  eonc^u  ring  grac^ 
And  let  thy  foes  be  Itehu 
%  [The  lion,  with  his  dreadful  tw. 
Affright^  thy  feeble  (heep  : 
Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  powV, 
And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3  Muft  virc  indulge  a  long  defpi&r  ？ 
Shall  our  petitions  die  ？  • 
Our  mournings  never  reach  tilifie  예 
Nor  tears  ajpfed  thine  eye  | 


B.IL     Hymn  164,  165,  ^3; 

4  IF  thou  defpife  a.  mortal's  groaa» 

Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  blood  ； 
An  Advocate  fe  near  thy  tkronc. 
Pleads  and  prevails  witk  C(kU 

5  He  brought  At  Spirit's  pow*rfidf  fwoo^ 

To  flay  our  deadly  foes : 
Owr  fins  AatA  die  beneatk  thy  wonly 
And  hell  in  vaia  oppofe. 

6  How  bdua^cfft  ift  oar  Father^  graee» 

In  height,  and  depth,  and  length  ！ 
He  made  his  Sob  otir  rightcouibefsy 
Hit  Spirit  is  ovar  ftrength*  ᅳ   ' 

HYMN  CLXIV.    Common  Metre/ 

The  Mnd  of  the  PTarU. 
x  XTTHY  fhould  this  earth  ddight  us  fo  ？ 
VV    Why  ihould  we  fix  our  eyes 
Oil  tbefe  low  grounds,  where  forrows  irovr9 
And  cv'ry  pkafure  dies  ？  、 

%  While  time  bis  fharpeft  teeth  prepares 
Our  comfortB  to  devour,  , 
There  ia  a  land  above  the  ftavSy 
And  joys  above  his  pow^n 

3  Nature  ftail  be  diflblv'd  and  die— 

The  fun  muft  end  hts  rtcc : 
The  earth  and  fea  forever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  £ace« 

4  When  will  that  glorious  iB<Mmiag  rife9 

When  the  laft  trumpet's  found 
Shall  (； all  the  nations  to  the  ikies 
From  underoeath  tb<g  ground  ？   

HYMN  CLXV.    Common  Metre. 

XJnfruttfulne/Si  Igmrttnee,  and  tm/anfilfied  AjfeSionu 

I  T  ONG  have  I  (at  beneath  the  found 
JLj    Of  thy  faWatiwi,  Lord  ； 
But  ftill  how  weak  my  faith  is  fotmd. 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word.  ^ 


후  36     Hymn  165，  166.    B.  IL 

%  Oft  I  frequent  thj  holjr  place^ 
And  hear,  almoft  in  vain  : 
How  imall  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
M7  mem'ry  can  retain  ！ 

3  [My  dear  Almi^hiy9  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  bleffings  of  thy  throne  J] 

4  [How  cold  and  fteble  is  my  love  ！ 

How  negligent  my  fear  I 
How  low  my  hope  t>f  joya  above  I 
How  few  affcdions  there  ！] 

5  Great  God  ！  thy  fov,rdgn  pow'r  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  fuccefs  ； 
Write  thy  falvation  in  my  heart. 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

i  [Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  kads  to  joys  on  high  $ 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  ihaU  never  die.] 

HYMN  CLXVL    Common  Metre- 

The  Divine  Perfe&tOns, 

I  TTOW  fhall  I  praife  th'  eternal  God  ！ 
XX  That  Infinite  Unknown  I 
Whb  can  afcend  his  high  abode. 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  I 

%  fThc  great  Invifiblc  ！  He  dwells  t 
Conceard  in  dazzKng  light  ；  、 
But  his  all-fearching  eye  reveals 
The  fecrcts  of  the  night. 

3  Thofe  watchful  eyes,  that  never  fleef^ 

Survey  the  world  around  ； 
Hi?  wifciom  is  a  boundlefs  deep9 
Where  all  our  thoughts  art  drown'd.] 

4  [Speak  we  of  ftrength  ？  His  arm  \»  ftrong. 

t>  feve,  or  to  deftroy  ；  ' 


B.  IL     Hymn  166，  167.  137 

Infinite  yeara  his  Hfe  prolongs 
And  endlefs  is  bh  joy,} 

5  [He  knows  no  ibadow  of  a  CtAngff 
Nor  afters  his  decrees  ； 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remdns^ 
To  guard:  his  pronrifes.] 

4  [Sinners  before  his  prefencc  die  ( 
How  holy  i»  hk  nanus  I 
His  anger  and'  his  jcaloufy 
Burn  like  devouring  ffame.J 


Jufticc,  u{»on  a  dreadful  throne, 
Mdntains  the  rights  of  God  ； 

While  mtfrcjr  fends  her  pardons  down* 
Bought  with  a  Savipurs  blood. 


S  Now  to  my  fotd,  Immortal  King* 
Sp^ak  fome  forgiving  word  J 
Then  'twill  be  double  joy  to  flng 
The  glories  of  my  LorcL  ^  , 

HYMN  CLXVIL    Lon^  Metre. 

The  Divine  PerfeSions* 

I  y^iREAT  OODi  thy  glories  ftafl  employ 
VJT  Mf  faolf  fear,  ihf  bnmHtf  joy  ； 
My  Iip«9  in  fongs  rf  honour,  bring 
Their  tribute  to  Hi,  eternal  King. 

%  EEaith  and  the  ftarv  and  worlds  unknown* 
Depend  precarious  on  his  throne  ； 
AU  nature  hangs  upon  his  word. 
And  grace  and  glory  own  their  Lord.] 

3  (Hiff  foy*fdg«  powrr  what  fltoftd  knows  f 
If  he  command,  who  dare  oppefe  ？ 
With  ftrengtb  he  girefs  bimfelf  around, 
And  treads  the  rtht\$  to  the  grottfld.} 

A  [Who  <ha»  pretend  to  teach  him  &i3fl  ? 
Or  guide  the  connlelt  of  his  will  ？ 
His  wifdom,  like  a  fea  divine. 
Flows  deep  anc}  ftigh  hcymd  our  line.) 


^38     Hymn  167,168,     B,  IL 


5  [His  name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  with  immortal  jealoufy  ； 

He  hates  the  fona  of  pride » and  iheda 
His  fiery  v«ngeanec  on  their  heads.2 

6  fThe  beamings  of  his  piercing  fight 
Bring  dark  hypocrify  to  light  ； 
Death  and  deftrudion  caked  lic9 


7  P[Tx，  eternal  law  before  him  ftands  ； 
His  juftice,  with  impartial  handle 
Divides  to  all  their  due  reward. 
Or  by  the  fecptre,  or  the  fwordj 

t  [His  mercy,  like  a  boundlefs  fea* 

Waflics  our  load  of  guilt  away, 
^  While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy*4 
v  T,  engage  his  jufticc  on  our  fide  J 

9  [Each  of  bi9  wordt  demands  my  faith. 
My  foul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith  $ 
His  truth  inviolablr  k^eps 
The  laigeft  promife  of  his  lips.] 

zo  Oh,  tell  xne9  with  a  gentle  voice, 
"  Thou  art  my  God" and  I'll  rejoice  I 
Fill'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brighteft  honours  of  thy  name. 


HYMN  CtXVIII.   Long  Metre. 


JEHOVAH  rdgp,  his  throne  is  high— 
His  robes  are  light  and  majefty  ； 
His  glory  ihines  with  beams  fo  bright, 
No  morUj  can  fufttfin  the  fight. 

His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 
pig  jufticc  guards  his  holy  law  5 
gis  love  reveals  a  finiling  fecc, 
Hw  truth  and  promife  feal  the  gtwacP 


The  fame* 


B*  II. .   Hymn  168，  169.  239 

■    .11  *»■■■»     !<■>■      ■    ■   !■   I    I    »    ■  ■  ■      ■  '    ■  l»| 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wifdom  ihines, 
And  baffles  fatan's  deep  deiigns  ； 

His  pow*r  is  fov'rcign  to  fulfil 
The  nobldt  counfels  of  his  wilL 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defceqd 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ？ 
Then  let  my  fongs  with  angels  join  ； 
Heav'n  is  fecurc,  if  God  be  mine. 

HYMN  CLXIX.    Particular  Metre. 

The  fame, 

i  Hp1  H  E  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ； 
JL    His  throne  is  built  on  high  ； 
The  garments  he  aflumes 
Arc  light  and  majefty  2 
His  glories  fhine 
With,  beams  fo  bright, 
No  mortal  eye 
Can  bw  the  fight. 

t  The  thnnders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ；  ' 
His  wrath  and  juftice  ft  and 
To  guard  his  holy  law  : 

And  where  his  love 

Refolves  to  blefs, 

His  truth  confirms 

And  feals  the  grace,  、 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  works 
Surpriiinr  wifdom  ihines. 
Confounds  tbe  pow，rs  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  defigns  $ 

StTong  is  his  arm. 

And  fliall  fulfil 

His  great  decrees. 

His  fov'rcign  will. 


\  ^40     Hymn  169,170*     B.  IL 

r  4  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  coadefcend  ？ 
；      And  will  he  write  his  name, 
"  My  Father  and  my  Friend  V9 
I  love  Iiis  name, 
I  love  bis  word  t 
Join,  all  my  pow*rs,  • 


HYMN  CLXX.    Long  Metre. 


God  incomprebefyibU  and  Jbvere^tu 

s  [Z^iAN  creatures  to  perfedion  find 
Th，  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ？ 
Or  can  the  largeft  ftretch  of  tiiougbt 
Meafure  and  fearch      nature  out  ？ 

%  ,Tis  high  as  hcav'n,  'tis  deep  as  h4f!, 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tdl  t 
His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  ^Ljf 
And  all  the  Qmmg  worlds  on  higlu 

3  But  man,  vain  mai^  would  £un  be  wife  : 
Born,  like  a  wild  young  cok,  he  fiict 
Through  all  the  fillies  of  his  mind. 
And  fmells  and  (huffs  the  cmptj  windj 

4  God  is  a  King,  of  pow*r  unknown  i 
firm  are  the  orders  of  lus  thmae  i 
If  he  ref«)lvc,  who  dare  appo&9 

Or  afk  him  why,  or  What  he  does  ？ 

5  He  wounds  the  beart,  and  ke  xnakea  wbak  ； 
He  calms  the  tempeft  of  the  foul : 

When  he  fbuts  up  in  long  defpair. 
Who  can  remote  the  heavy  bn*  i 

*  He  frowns,  and  ^arkneft  vcili  tbe  ^noon. 
The  fainting  fun  출 rows  dim  at  noon  | 
The  pillars  of  he^v'n'ji  ftany  roof 
T^u^  a»<*  &ut  «t  bis  rcpfpoL 


JBLlL       Hymn  17a 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  feipent  and  the  worm  ； 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  Umites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death* 

S  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  : 
But  who  ihaU  dare  defcribe  his  face  ？ 
Who  can  endnre  his  light,  or  ftand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  .hand  ？ 


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END  OF  THE  SECOND  BOOK. 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


BOOK  in. 


HYMN  I.     Long  Metre. 

The  Lonfj  Supper  injlttuted.    z  Cor.  xi.  23,  &C 

1  *r-pi  WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

JL    When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Agamft  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blefs'd  and  brale  ； 
What  love  through  all  his  adHons  ran  ！ 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  (pake  ！ 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  fin  ； 

"  Receive  and  eat  the  living  food :" 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blefs'd  the  wine  ； 
"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood.'* 

4*  [For  us  his  flefli  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  fcourge,  he  felt  the  thorn  ; 

'   스 nd  juflice  pour'd  upon  his  head 
It«  heavy  vengeance  in  our  ftead. 


B.  IIL      Hymn  243 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  fpik. 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt  ； 
Wh 찌 for  black  crimes  of  biggeft  fize, 
Hc*^ave  his  foul  a  ikcrificeJ  ᅳ 


^lAJU^  m 츠^^  it 게^ yf 아  ^yy'JL.j 

9^ 나  •^^^Jny  o^^^^^^J  Jj '쇨 U， 


죄 /LO  ᅭ  ^^T^^y 
^XJeiu^.!  thy  leait^we  celebrate,  ^-^sr^r~ 
We  fliew  thy  death,  we  fing  thy  name} 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  fhall  eat 
The  marriage-fupper  of  the  Lamb,] 

ᅳ H;YMN  II.    Short  Metre. ᅳ ' 

Cornmun'fn  with  Chnfi  and  with  Saints,   I  Cor.  x.  16,  17, 

1  [  TE SUS  invites  his  faints 

J  To  meet  around  his  board  ； 
Here  jjstrdon'd  rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord.  - 

2  For  food  he  gave  his  flcfli  ； 
He  l>ids  us  drink  his  blood  : 

Amazing  favour  I  matchlefs  grace 
Of  our  descending  Go4  ！] 

3  l^iis  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  tinion  with  our  living  Lord9 
And  int'reft  in  bis  death. 

4  Our  beav'nly  Father  calls 
Chrift  and  his  members  one  ！ 

We  the  young  children  of  his  lesp^t 
And  he  the  firft-born  Son, 

j     We  are  but  fev'ral  parts 
Of  the  fame  broken  bread  ； 


^&44       Hymn  3，  4,       B.  IIL 

One  body, "  wtbTts~iev'raI  limbs^  ~ 
But  JeTus  is  the  Head. 

6     Let  all  oar  powers  be  j6in'd  -  . 
His  glorious  name  to  raife  : 
Pleafure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind,* 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praifc>  

HYMN  IIL ᅳ Common  Metre. 

The  New  Covenant  fealed. 

1  "  기ᄀ HE  proxnife  of  my  Father^  love 

JL     «  Shall  ftand  for  ever  good 
He  fa!d-— and  gave  his  foul  to  death,' 
And  fealM  the  grace  with  bloocL  ' 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  tbj  word 

I  fet  my  worthlefs  name  ； 
1  feal  the  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

5  Thy  light,  and  ftrength,  and  pardoning  grace. 
And  glory,  fbsdlbe  mine  ； 
My  life  and  foul,  my  heart  and  flefl^ 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thin«. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  xny  own. 

Which  Jefus  did  bequeath  ； 
*Twas  purcbas'd  mih  a  dying  groan. 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  tncm'ry  of  his  naitfe 

Who  blefs'd  us  in  his  will, 
And  to  his  teflament  of  love 
Made  his  own  life  the  ieal. 

HYMN  IV. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

Cbrifi*$  dying  Love  5      %ur  Pardom  bought  at  a  dw  Prkt» 

i  y  TOW  condercending5  and  how  kind 
Was  God's  eternal  Son  ！ 


B.  HI*        Hymn  4>  245 

Our  mis*ry  reach 'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  bim  dowi^ 

2  {[When  juftice,  by  our  fins  provok'd,  ᅵ、、 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  fword,  4 
He  gave  his  loul  up  to  the  ftroke^  €^ 
Without  a  murm'ring  word.]  >^ 

3  [He  funk  beneath  our  heavy  woes. 

To  raife  us  to  his  throne  : 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bellows, 
But  coft  his  heart  a  groan.] 

4  This  was  companion  like  a  God, 

That  ^fien  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  Wood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high^ 

His  love  is  ftill  as  great : 
Well  he  remembers  Calvary  j 
Nor  let  his  faints  forget. 

6  [Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  when  he  dy^d, 
And  fee  the  foirows  of  his  foul 
Bleed  through  his  wounded  fide.j 

7  [Here  wc  receive  reptated  feals 

Of  Jefus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  that  never  feel* 
One  foft  affedion  move.] 

S  Here  l^t  gur  hearts  begin  to  naek, 
While  we  his  death  record, 
And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  piere'd  tjbe  LorJ. 


a^S        Hymn  ^  6V      B.  @> 
HYMN  V.    Common  Metre. 

Cbrift  the  Bread  of  Life.    Jdui  vi.  31,  35>  "39* 

1  T  ET  us  adore  th，  Eternal  Word, 
1  a  ，Tis  He  our  fouls  has  fed  : 

Thou  art  the  living  ftream,  O  Lord, 
And  thotX  th*  immortal  Bread* 

2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  ikies, 

But  Jefu$  from  above  ；  • 
Where  the  frcfli  fprings  of  pleafiire  lift. 
And  rivers  flow  with  love* 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers»  dfd  at  laAf 

Who  ate  that  heav'nly  bread  ； 
But  thefe  prpvifions  which  we  ulle^ 
Can  raife  us  from  the  dead.] 

4  Blcfs'd  be  the  Lord,  who  gives  his  flefli 

To  nourifh  dying  men» 
And  often  fprcads  his  table  fre{hv 
Left  we  fhould  faint  agaiiu 

5  Our  fouls  (hall  draw  their  hea^nly  breatb» 

Whilft  Jefus  finds  fupplies  ； 
Nor  fhall  our  graces  fink  to.  death. 
For  Jefus  never  dies. 

6  [Daily  our  mortal  fleffa  decays. 

But  Cbrift,  our  life,  (hall  come  ； 
His  unreiifted  pow'r  (hall  nufe 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb*] 

ᅳ HYMN  VI.    Long  Metre. ᅳ 

Memorial  of  our  abfettt  Lord.    John  xvi.  x6.  Luke 
xxii.  19.   John  xiv.  3. 

I  TE SUS  is  gone  above  die  Ikies, 
J  Where  our  weak  fenfes  reach  bim  not  § 


B.IIL      Hymn  6,  j.  247 

And  carnal  objedb  court  our  eyes, 

To  tbruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  wc  hare,- 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  ftice  ； 

And,  to  refrefli  our  minds,  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  bis  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 
With  his  own  ileili  and  dying  blood  ； 
Wc  on  the  rich  proyifion  feed, 

And  tafte  the  wine,  and  blcfs  our  God. 

4  Let  finful  fwects  be  all  focgot, 
And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  ； 
Chrift  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
*Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light> 
And  live  forever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills, 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  flmll  comt  ； 
Wc  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels. 

To  fetch  qar  longing  fpirits  home,]  

HYMN  VIL    Long  Metre. 

Crucifxten  U  the  World  by  the  Crofi  of  Cbnfi.   Gal.  vh  14* 

1  XXTHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 

VV  On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dyM, 
M7  richeft  gain  I  count  but  lofs. 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  (hould  boaft, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Chrift,  my  God  : 
AU  llie  vaia  things  that  charm  roc  mo(l» 
1  facrificc  them  to  his  blood. 


±4>       Hymn  7,  8.      B,  IIL 

3  See  from  his  head»  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ！ 
Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ？ 
Or  thorns  compo£b  fo  rich  a  crown  ？ 

4  [His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ； 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe. 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  prefent  far  too  finall : 
Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine. 
Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  all  ！ 

HYMN  Vffl. ᅳ Common  Metre. 

The  Tree  of  L{fit. 

1  ANOME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 

To  oar  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  faints  on  Iiigh,  around  his  throng 
And  we  around  kis  board. 

2  While  once,  upon  this  lower  ground. 

Weary  and  faint  ye  ftood, 
What  dear  refreftmient  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  food  ！ 

The  tree  of  life,  that  near  the  throne 

In  heav'n's  high  garden  grows, 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  eTer-fmillng  boughs. 

[Hov'ring  among  the  leaves,  there  ftands 

The  fweet  celeftial  Dove  ; 
And  Jefus  on  the  branches  hangs 

The  banner  of  his  love.  3 
C'Tis  a  young  heav*n  of  ftrange  delight 
Wiilc  in  kis  ihade  we  fit  % 


S 


B.  III.      Hymn  8,  g.  149 

His  fruit  is  pleafing  to  the  fighty 
And  to  the  tafte  as  fweet* 

6  New  life  it  fptezds  through  dying  hearts. 

And  cheers  the  drooping  mind  $ 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juke  imparts, 
Without  a  fting  behind.] 

7  Now  let  the  flaming  weapon  (bfiJ, 

And  guard  all  Eden's  trees  ； 
There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land 
That  bears  fuch  fruit  as  thefe. 

8  Infinite  grace  our  fouls  adore, 

Whofc  wond'rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  fov'reign  pow'r 
To  raife  and  heal  the  dead*  

~ HYMN  IX.    Short  Metre. ~ 

The  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood,   t  John  v.  6. 

ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
To  piaife  our  God  on  high9 
Who  from  fais  befom  fent  his  Son, 
To  fetch  ns  (hangers  nigh. 

*     Nor  let  our  voices  ceafe 

To  fmg  the  Saviour's  name  ； 
Jefus,  th，  AmbafTador  of  peace. 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ！ 

3  It  coft  hin^  cries  and  tears ' 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ； 

Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appear^  7 
To  make  the  payment  good.  > 

4  [My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 
Pour'd  out  a.  double  flood  } 

By  water  we  are  ptirify'd, 
And  pardoned  by  the  blood. 


tj^o      Hymn  g9  to.      B.  Ill, 

5     Infinite  was  our  guilt. 

But  he,  oar  Prieft,  atones  ； 
On  die  cold  ground  his  l£fe  was  fpilt. 
And  offcr'd  with  his  groans.] 

(     Look  up,  my  foul,  to  him 
Whofc  death  wa»  thy  defert, 


And  hnmbly  view  the  living  ftresun 
Flow  from  his  freaking  heart. 

7     There,  on  the  curfed  tree> 
In  djing  pangs  he  lies. 
Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  fupplies. 

t     Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water,  and  by  blood  ； 
And  when  the  Spirit  ipeaks  the  fyme, 
We  feel  his  wxtnefs  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Bear  their  record  above. 

Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  meg 
And  feal  my  Saviwir's  love.  4 

10  [Lord,  cleanfe  my  foul  from  fiot 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart  ； 

Great  Comforter  ！  abide  within, 

And  witnefe  to  my  heart.]   ^ 

ᅮ ᅳ HYMN  X,    Long  Metre. ᅳ ' 

Cbriji  crucified^  the  Wifd^m  and  Power  of  God. 

1  T^TA TURE  with  open  volume  (buicis, 
x\  To  ipread  her  Maker's  praife  abroad  ； 
And  cv*ry  labour  of  his  hands  ' 
Shews  fomcthing  worthy  of  a  God* 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  refcuM  man. 
Hia  brightcft  form  of  glory  fliines  ； 


B.  III.     Hymn  io，  ii,  251 

Here,  on  the  crofs,  'tis  faireft  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimfon  Uses* 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  completes 
Nor  wit  can  guefsf  nor  reafon  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  bed  is  writ, 

The  pow'r,  the  wifdom,  or  the  love*J 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmoft  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  ftrangely  join  ^ 
Piercing  his  Son  with  fharpeft  fmart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleafures  mine. 

5  Oh,  the  fweet  wonders  of  that  crofs,  S 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov,d  and  dy'd  ！  j 
His  nobleil  life  my  fpirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  fide, 

6  I  would  forever  fpeak  his  name. 

In  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
And  worfliip  at  his  Fathers  throne. 


HYMN  XL    Common  Metre. 


O  R  D,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  ！ 


Where  Jefus  fpreads  the  facred  feaft 
Of  his  redeeming  grace  ！ 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 

And  fwecteft  glories  ihine  ； 
There  Jefus  fays  that  "  I  am  his, 
"  And  my  beloved's  mine." 

3  Here,"  (fays  th«  kind  redeeming  Lord, 
And  liews  his  wounded  fide) 

4(  See  here  the  fpring  of  all  your  }ojs9 
"  That  opea'd  when  I  dfd  lf% 


Pardon  brought  to  our  Senfes* 


Hymn  ii,  it.      B.  III. 


[He  finHes,  and  cheers  my  mournfal  heartf 

And  tells  of  all  his  pain  : 
"  AU  diis,"  he  fcys,  "  I  bore  for  Aee," 

And  then  he  finiles  agsun.] 

What  fhall  we  pay  our  hear'nly  King 

For  grace  fo  raft  as  this  ！ 
He  brings  oar  pardon  to  oar  eyes9 

And  Sals  it  with  a  kiis. 

[Let  fitch  amazing  loves  as  tliefe 

Be  founded  all  abroad  ； 
Such  favours  are  beyond  degreeSf 

And  worthy  of  a  God.] 

[To  him  wh^  wafli'd  us  in  his  hlood 

Be  everlafhng  praiie, 
Salvation,  honour,  glory,  pow*r, 

Eternal  as  his  days,]  ᅳ 


HYMN  XU.     Long  Metre- 


The  GoJ^ehFeafi.   Luke  xiv.  169  Sec 
I  rT  TO  W  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  I 
JLJL  Thy  tiablc  fomiffi'd  from  above  ！  ' 


The  fruits  of  Kfc  o'erfpr^ad  the  board. 
The  cup  o'crflows  with  heav'nly  love» 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Wore  firft  invited  to  the  feaft  : 
We  humblf  take  what  thef  refufe^ 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvatioh  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame  ； 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  ！ 
But,  at  the  goipel-call^  we  came. 
And  ev'rj  want  rcceiv'd  fupply. 

v  ？ rom  the  high  way  that  leads  to  bell, 
From  paths  of  darkn (； fs  and  deipair, 


B.IIL      Hymn  12,  13/  25^ 

Lord,  we  are  come  widi  thee  to  dwell} 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here] 

5  [What  fhall  we  pay  th*  Eternal  Son, 
That  left  the  hcav'n  of  his  abode. 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  downt 
To  bring  us,  wand'rers,  back  to  God  t 

6  It  coft  him  death  to  fave  our  lives  } 
To  buy  our  fouls,  it  coft  his  own  ； 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unhiown* 

7  Our  everlaftmg  love  is  due 

To  him  who  ranfbm'd  finners  loflr  ； 
And  pity'd  rebels,  when  he  knew 
The  vaft  expenfe  his  love  would  coft/] 

HYMN  XIII.    Common  Metre. 

Divine  Love  making  a  Feafit  and  calling  in  tht  Gutfiu  Lake 
xiv.  17,  42，  23, 

1  T  TOW  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
jLJl    Wkh  Chrift  within  the  doors. 
While  everlafting  love  difplays 

The  choiceft  of  her  ftores  ！ 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  foft  companion  rolls  ；  * 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  bldo^ 
Is  food  for  dying  fouls. 

3  While  a^l  our  hearts,  and  all  our  fongs> 

Join  to  admire  the  feaft,  、 
Eaph  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongue 하 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gueft  \ 

4  "Why  was  I  m^ide  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there's  room, 

f  X 


254      Hymn  13,  14*      B/IIL  ！ 

"  When  tfaooiknds  make  a  wretched  choke,  } 
"  And  rather  ftarre  than  come  ？" 

5  Twas  the  fame  love  that  ipread  the  feaft> 

That  fwcetly  fore'd  11s  in  ； 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refas'd  to  tafte9 
And  periA'd  in  our  fin.  ： 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  O,  our  God  ；  J 

Conflrain  the  earth  tp  colkie  ； 
Send  thy  vidlpxidus  word  abroad» 
And  bring  the  ftrangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  ful^  ' 

That  all  the  chaCai  race 
May  with  one  voice, r  and  heart|  and  fi>ulf 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

HYMN  XIV.    Long  Metre. 

Tb§  Seng  ^fSimecn  /  Luke  ii.  a8  ；  or,  a  Sjgbi  cf 
CMJi  makes  Death  eajy. 

1  TLTOW  have  our  hearts  embiae'd  pur  God, 
XN  We  wodid  forget  all  cartbly  diarms, 
And  wifli  to  die,  as  Simeon  would, 

With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  flioald  leam  that  joyful  &aig. 
Were  bttt  oar  heans  prcpar'd  Hke  fcis  ； 

Our  fools  fttU  waiting  to  be  gone, 
"  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace* 

3  "  Here  we  have  fefen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
"  And  view'd  fal^ation  with  our  eyes, 
"  Taftcd  and  felt  the  living  word, 

"  The  bread  defcending  from  the  ikies« 

4  "  Thou  haft  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 

'  Haft  fet  his  blqod  before  our  face,  J 


B.  Ill,      Hymn  14,15.  255 

"  To  teach  the  terrors.  oE  thy  name>  . 
"  And  (hew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5,  "He  i$  our  light ；  our  morning-ftar 
"  Shall  fhine  on  nations  yet  unknown  ； 
"  The  glory,  of  thine  Ifr  el  here, 
M  And  joy  of  fpirits  near  thy  thrqne." 

"HYMN  XVV'  Gopmon  Metre. 

Our  LprdtJe/us  Jit  kUf 
I  nnH  E  tnem'ry  pf-oi;r  dying  Lordi 
JL     Awakes  a  tbankfnl  tongt;?.; 
How  rich  he.  fpread  his.  royal'  boa^dt 
And  blefs'd  the  fbpdt  an4  fung  ！ 

%  Happy  the  men  that  eat  this  brea (차  -  " 


Biit  4oub)y.  bl^fs'd  was  he 
Who  gently  bow'd  Hs  loyine  bead| 
And  lean'd  it.  Lord,  oh  Thee. 

3  By  faith  the.  fame  delights  wc  taflt 

As  that  great  fav'ritc  did,       '  ， 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jefus'  breaft, 
And  take  the  heav'jily  bread. 

4  Down  from  the  palace,  of!  t}»c  ^jt^9 

Hither  the  King,  defcej^ds  ！ 
**  Come,  my  beloved,  eat  (he  cr^s) 
"  And  drinfc  falv^tipiu  friends. 

5  "  M7  flefli  is  food,  and  pbyfic  too, 

"  A  balm  for  all  your  pains : 
"And  the  red  ftream$  of  pardon  flow, 
"  From  thefe  my  piercecf  vcfai?."  * 

6  Hofanna  to  his  bounteous  love. 

For  fuch  a  ftaft  below  ！ 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  faints  abovt 
Wi*  ^oblef  bl^ffi^gs  too, 


，y6      Hymn  15,  16.      B.  Ill' 

7  [Come,  th^  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour. 
That  brings  our  fouls  to  reft  ！ 
Then  we  (hall  need  theie  types  no  more, 
Bat  dwell  at  th，  hcav'nly  feaft.] 

HYMN  XVI.    Common  Metre. 

The  Agonies  of  Cbrifi. 

I  "I^TO  W  let  our  pains  be  all  forgo 슛 
J^I     Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ； 
Oar  fixff，ring$  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
L<^d9  when  compat'd  with  thine. 

z  In  livjdy  figures  here  we  fee 
The  bleeding  Prince  of  love  ； 
Each  of  as  hopes  he  dfd  for  me， 
And  then  our  griefs  remcwe. 

3  [Our  humble  faith  here  takes  her  rife, 

While  fitting  round  his  board  ； 
And  back  to  Calvary  Ihe  flies, 
To  view  her  groaaing  Lord. 

4  His  foal,  what  agonies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew, 
And  the  large  load  of  all  oar  guilt 
Lay  heavy  on  him  too  ！ 

^  Bat  the  divinity  within 

Supported  him  to  bear  ； 
Dying,  he  conquer'd  hell  and  fin, 
And  made  his  triumph  there* J 

^  Grace,  wifdom,  juftice,  join'd  and  wraogkt 
The  wonders  of  that  day : 
No  mortal  tongue,  nor  morul  thoqght» 
Can  equal  thfaks  repaf. 


B.  IIL     Hymn  i6r  vp  25^ 

7  Our  hymns  KhouEtf  fimnd  like  tliofe  ^Qye4. 
Could  we  our  voices  raife  ； 
Yet,  Lord,  pur  hearts  fhall  sdl  be  love, 
Apd      our  Uv^s  bp  praj^b. 

HYMN  XVIL     Short  Metre. 

Incomparable  Foo4  *  9f,  the  Ff^/b  and  BIoq4  of Cbr^ 

I  fipg  tV  ？ jnazing  deeds 

VY    Th^t  grace  diyipe  performs  \ 
Th,  eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds. 
To  noxirift  dying  worjns, 

z     This  foul-reviving  wine9 

Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  blood  ； 
We  thank  that  facred  flefli  of  thine, 
For  this  inunortil  food. 

S     The  banquet  that  we  eat 
Is  made  of  heavenly  things  j 
Earth  hatii  no  dainties  half  fo  f^reet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 

^     In  vain  had  Adam  fought, 

And  fearch'd  his  garden  round, 
Eor  there  was  no  fuch  blefled  fruit 
In  all  that  happy  ground* 

5  Th9  angelic  hoft  above 
Can  uevef  tafte  this  food  ； 

They  feaft  upon  their  Maker'?  loye^ 
But  not  a  Saviours  blood. 

6  Qn  us  th*  almighty  Lord 
Beftaws  this  niatchlefs  grace  ； 

And  meets  us  with  fome  cheering  word, 
With  pleafuxe  in  bis  face. 

7  Come,  all  ye  drooping  faints,  -  i 
And  banquet  *ritja  die  King  ； 

휴* ᅳ 


2sS     Hymn  iB9  ig.      R  III 

This  wine  will  drown  your  fad  complaints, 
And  tune  your  voice  to  fmg. 

Salvation  to  the  name 
Of  our  adored  Chrift  ； 
、   Through  the  wide  earth  his  grace  proclaim. 
His  glory  in  the  high'ft. 

HYMN  XVIII.    Long  Metre. 

The  fame, 

i  TESUS  ！  we  bow  before  thy  ftet  1 
J   Thy  table  is  divinely  ftor，d  ！ 
Thy  facred  fleili  our  fouls  have  eat^ 
，Tis  living  bread ~ we  thank  thee.  Lord  ！ 

t  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  blood  ； 
We  thank  thee,  Lord  ！  'tis  gen'rous  wine, 
Mingled  with  love  ；  the  fountain  flowM 
From  that  dear  bleeding  heart  of  thine, 

5  On  earth  is  no  fuch  fwectnefs  found9 
For  the  Lamb's  fleih  is  heav'nly  food  ； 
In  vain  we  fcarch  the  globe  around  ' 
For  bread  &  fine,  or  wine  fo  good, 

4  Carnal  provifions  can  at  beft 

But  cheer  the  heart,  or  warm  the  head  t 
But  the  rich  cordial  that  we  tafte, 
Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead. 

5  Joy  to  the  Maftcr  of  the  feaft  ; 
His  name  our  fouls  forever  bleft  ； 

To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Pricfit 
A  loud  hofanna  round  the  place.  

HYMN  XIX.    Long  Metre. 

the  Crofs  j  or,  not  ajbamed  ^  Cbrifi  cmetfti. 

1    A  T  thy  command,  our  deareft  Lord, 
i^-**!  Here  we  attend  thy  dyi«g  feaft ；- 


B.  IIL      Hymn  19,  20.  ！ 2^9 

Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board. 
And  thine  own  flefli  feeds  ev'ry  gueft. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  tmfts  for  life  in  one  that  dy*d  ； 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vam  world  pronounce  it  Ihamet 
And  fling  their  fcandals  on  thy  caufe  ； 
We  eome  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  namet 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  crofs* 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  fcoffing  age, 
He  who  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  $ 
He  lives  above  their  utmoft  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

HYMN  XX,    Common  Metre. 

^bt  Provtfions  for  the  'Table  of  our  Lord  $        the  Tree 
ef  Life,  and  Bmer  of  Love, 

1  T   O  R  D,  we  adtte  t^^unteous  haad^ 

jLl   And  fing  the  folemn  feaft, 
Where  fwect  celeftial  dainties  ftand9 
For  ev'ry  willing  gne& 

t  [The  tree  pf  life  adorns  the  board 
With  rich  immortal  fruit, 
Apd  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  fword 
To  guard  the  paffage  to，t* 

3  The  cup  ftands  crowned  with  living  juice  ； 
The  fountain  flows  above, 
And  runs  down  ftrearamg,  for  our  cjfe, 
In  rivulets  of  love.] 

4.  The  food's  prepared  by  heav'nly  art  ； 
The  pleafure's  well  refin*d  ^ 


zCp      Hymk  ^o,  gif      B.  III.  ， 

Thiey  fpwad  new  life  through  ev'ry  hearty  i 
And  cheer  tfee  drooping  inind,  ■ 

5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Sariour'?  love,  ！ 

Ye  fidfitt,  that  taftc  bis  wine  ； 
Join  with  your  kindred  feints  abo.vet  , 
In  loud  hoiannas  join, 

6  A  thoafand  glories  Ux  the  God 

Who  gives  fuch  joy  as  this  ！ 
Hofanna  ！  let  it  found  abroad. 

And  reach  where  Jefus  is.  i 

HYMN  XXL   Common  Metre/ 

Tb9  trkmpbfil  Feafi  for  Qbkfis  ViMqry  over  Shh 
mnd  Deatby  ^n4  BelL 

l  [pOME,  let  us  lift  ©ur  voices  high. 

High  as  our  joys  arife  ；  ！ 
And  join  toe  fongs  above  the  (ky,  ' 
Where  pleaforj  never  dies. 

And  conquer  Jd  when  he  fell  ； 
Who  «ofe»  and  at  his  chariot  wheels 
Dragg'd  ail  the  pow'rs  of  hell  ； 3  • 

3  [Jefus,  due  Xiai9  invites  us  herp, 

To  this  triumphal  feaft, 
And  brings  immortal  bjeffings  down 
For  each  redeemed  gueft.j 

4  The  Lord  ！  how  glorious  is  his  face  ！ 

Hoyr  tmd  his  fijiiles  appear  ！ 
And,  oh  ！  what  meltipg  words  he  fays 
-  To  Cry  humble  ear  I 

5  "  For  you,  the  children  of  my  lovet 

"  It  was  for  you  I  dy'd  ； 


B.  III.        Hymn  21.  261 


"  Beh6ld  my  bands,  behold  my  feet, 
"  And  Icrok  into  my  fide. 

6  "  Thefe  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 
"  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
"  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  fouls 
"  From  mifery  and  chains. 


7  ["  Jufticc  unflieath'd  its  fiery  fword, 


"  Ani  plung'd  it  in  my  heart  ；  ✓ 
a  Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
"  And  moft  tormenting  fmart. 

8  "  When  hell,  and  all  its  fpiteful  pow'rs, 

"  Stood  dreadful  in  xny  way, 
"  To  refcue  thofe  dear  lives  of  y^visf 
"  I  gave  mine  own  away. 

9  "  Btit  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  dy'd, 

"  I  ruin'd  Satan's  throne  ； 
u  High  on  my  crefs  I  hung,  and  f^y'd 
"  The  monfter  tumbli^^down. 

10  w  Now  you  muft  triumph  at  xny  feaft, 

"  And  tafte  my  fleft,  my  blood, 
"  And  live  eternal  ages  blefs'd, 
"  For  /tb  immortal  food," 

1 1  Victorious  God  ！  wjiat  can  we  pay 

For  favours  £q  divine  i 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 
To  be  forever  thine*  ] 

IP  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  higheft  praife^ 
The  tribute  of  our  tongues  ； 
But  themes  ib  infinite  as  chefe 
Exceed  our  noblefl:  fongs. 


262      Hymn  22,  23.      B.  IIL 
HYMN  XXII.    Long  Metre. 

The  Compajhn  of  a  dying  Cbrift. 
%  f\V  R  fpirits  join  t*  adore  the  Lamb : 
\J  O  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  drains  immortal  as  his  name, 
And  melting  as  his  dying  love.! 

t  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ？ 
The  Prince  of.hcav'n  iefigns  his  breath} 
And  pours  his  life  ou(  on.  the  ground, 
To  ranfom  guilty  wdtih&  ft<m  4^uh  ! 

3  [Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  laws  i 
Ho  from  the  threat'nlngs  fet  us  freCf 

u  Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  crofs^  \ 
'  And  nail'd  thf  curies  to.tbe  tree*]  ' 

4  [The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now, 
And  Sinai's  thunder:  roars  no  xnQp&  ； 
From  all  his  wounds  new  l^kiCngs  flowf 
A  fea  of  jojr,  without  a  ihore. 

$  Here  we  have-wafliM  our  deepeft  ftalns, 
And.hp?J，d  our  wounds  with  he^v'nly  blood  ； 
Blefs'd  fountain  ！  Springing  £toqi  tb^  veins 
Of  Jefus,  our  incarnate  God.  3 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  ftrive  • 
To  fpeak  compaiCon  fo  divine  ； 
Had  we  a  thoufand  lives  to  give, 
A  thoufand  lives  fhould  all  be  thine,  , 

fiYMN  XXIII.    Common  Metre. 

Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Cbrtft. 
I  [FITTING  around  our  Father's  boar^ 
O  We  raife  our  tuneful  breath  ； 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Loxdf 
A^d  dooms  pur  fins  to  death,] 


B,  IIL     Hymn  23，  24.  263 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jefus  died, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rife  ； 
The  firmer  views  th*  atonement  ttiade. 
And  loves'  the  facrifice. 

3  Thy  cfael  thorns,  thy  flwineftr  crofs, 

Procare  us  heav'nly  crowns  : 
Our  higheft  gain  fprmgs  from  tby  lofs  ； 
Our  ncding,  from1  thy  wounds. 

4  Oh  ！  'tis  impoffible'that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  fnff'riags  bear  for  thee. 
Or  equal  thanks  repays 

HYMN  XXIV. ᅳ Common  Metre* 

Pardon  and  Strength  from  Cbrifl* 

f  Tj^ATHER,  we  wait  to  feel  xhj  grace, 
JJ    To  fee  thy  glory  flame  ； 
The  Lord  will  his  o\di  table  bkfs, 
And  make  the  feaft  divine. 

%  We  touch,  we  tafte  the  heavenly  hreaid  ; 
We  drink  the  Facrcd  cup  : 
With  outward  forms  our  fenfe  is  ftd,  ' 
Our  fouls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  Wc  lhall  appear  before  the  throh» 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
-    Drefs'd  in  the.  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  fprinklcd  with  his  blood* 

4  Vft  fliall^e  fttbng  to  njn  the  race, 

And  climb  the  upper  fky  ； 
ChVift  will  provide  our  fouls  with  grace. 
He  bou^iit  a  lar^p'  fupply. 


264      Hymn  24,  2^      B,  III.  ᅵ 

us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame,  1 
For  joy  becomes  a  ftaft  ； 
Wc  love  the  mem'ry  of  his  name 

More  than  the  wine  we  tafte.  { 

HYMN  XXV.    Common  Metre. 

Divine  Glories  and  Graces* 

1  T  TOW  are  thy  glories  here  diiplay'd, 
JLi  Great  God,  how  bright  they  flJne, 
While  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread. 

And  po«r  the  flowing  wine  ！  , 

2  Here  thy  revenging  juftice  (lands,  j 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  caufe  ； 
Here  faving  mercy  fprcads  her  hands. 
Like  Jefus  on  Uie  crofs. 

3  Thy  faints  attend,  with  ev ，！ y  grace, 

Gn  this  great  facrifice  ； 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  i^rith  fixed  eyes. 

4  Our  hope  in  waiting  pofture'fits, 

To  heav'n  dire&s  her  light  ； 
Here  cv'ry  warmer  pailion  meets, 
And  warmer  pow'rs  unite. 

5'  Zeal  and  rcvange  perform  their  part. 
And  rifing  fin  deftroy  ； 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  beart» 
Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 

€  Dear  Saviour,  change  ^r^kfa  to  fight  ； 

Let  fin  fewver  £e  ft  ^  W  ^f 

,  Then  fhall^ojir  fouls  be  all  delightt 
.    ,  A&4  cv'ry        be  dryv 


T  CANNOT  perfuade  xny&lf  to  putm 
X  &11  period  to  thefe  divine,  Hynms,  ua« 
di  fnave  addreffed  a  ipecial  Song  of  Glory 
to  God  the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy 
Spirit.  Though  the  Latixx  name  of  itf 
Gloria  Patri,  be  retained  in  the  Engliih 
nation  from  the  Roman  church  ；  and  thoagk 
fiaere  may  be  fome  cxcefles  of  fuperfBtious 
honour  paid  to  the  words  o£  ks  wbkh  may 
have  wrought  fome  unhappy  prejudices  ii| 
leaker  Chriftians,  yet  t  believe  it  (till  to  be 
©tie  of  the  nobleft  parts  of  chriftiail  worfliip* 
The  fubjed  of  it  is  the  doarine  of  the  Trin- 
hj9  which  is  that  peculiar  glory  of  the  di- 
vine natttre^  that  our  Lord  Jefus  Chrift  has 
fb  clearly  revealed  unto  tnen,  and  is  fo  ne- 
ceffary  to  true  Chriftiamty.  Th€  a^Son  is 
prai£ef  whi^^iggfjpe  of  the  moft  complete 
^nd  exalted  parts  of  heavenly  worfliip.  I 
have  caft  the  fong  into  a  variety  of  forms, 
and  have  fitted  it  by  a  plain  verfion,  qr  a 
taf  jg^r  pairaphrafe,  to  be  Tung  cither  akne, 
or  at  the  conclnfion  of  another  Hymn.  I 
have  alio  added  a  few  Hoiknnas,  or  afcrip* 
tions  of  falvation  to  Chrift,  in  the  fsiiac  mw^ 
wid  forthc  fame  end. 


A  Sem  Pra^/e  to  tba  ever-lhfed  %mm, 
•  ^?0D  tie  J^THBit,  SdHj  and  S» ii.it. 

XXVI.  Rrft  Long  Wfctre.  , 


v 


V%L E S S，D %e  ftic^atfier,  »d  htt9 
ty  t*o  wbefe  tekBsei  foar^e  owe 
Bivm  of  eadk&  joys  abovc^ 
An4  tSk  of  comfifft  iiere  bdmw 

2  Olory  to  t£ee,  great  Son  of  Ood  ！ 
From  whofe  d^t  "wounded  body  rqEb 
A  puccioits  fbeam  of  vital  bloo^ 
Sardca  and  Hfk  Sot  d|iag  fouls. 

3  Wc  giyc  tliee.  facred  ^>irit,  praife, 
Wfco,  in  our  hearts  of  fin  and  m» 
Mftk'ft  Vmng  fprings     grace  aiifty 
And  into  Bonndlefi  glorjr  \ 

4  Tkus  God  tBe  Fadfter,  ^S&hp  3oaf 
And  Ood  the  Spirit,  wc  adore» 
Tto  ft«  of  life  am4  tove  unkam^ 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  flicve. 

^1L^  i.Vms  v. 네^^  ^        ^-^-->j  ,u，i 나 

XXVIL  Eir^  Cox^Qioa  Metre. 

i  /"^iLO  RY  to  Ood  tbt  Kaimtfi  waaoitt 
VJF    Wfep,  frw  our  io&l  rac^ 
Cnqfe  out  his  fav/rito  to  proclaiia^  mmtf 
The  h 뼤 of  bis  grace.'  K 

»  Glory  to  jfeafr  the  SoiLbe  pai%  * 
ᅳ     ——  ^반 7, 


3  Glqry  to  God  the  Spirit  giye, 

from  wSofe  almighty  paw'^ 
*©ur  fonls  their  he^v'nly  birth  dejriye. 
And  Uets  tljc*  hzpgr  뼤 r. 

4  Gl^y  t 

Who  byiQie  wonrfer/  of  his  love 
Has  made  Kis:  nature  Known. 

I     T  ET  God  the  Father  live 
JLj-  Forever  on  our  tongues  : 
Sinners  frojn       firft  love^derivf 
TKe  ground  of  aU  their  fohgi^ 

a     Ye  fttats,  ettplof  ydur  br&Jdf 
In  honour  uy  tht  Stfth 
Who  bought  jebur  fouls  from  bell  ao4  dea^ 
Bjr  off%g  tlfiHU$  aw^,  ，' 


Giyk  ^  tl*  Spirit^  pfftift  、 
Of  an  immortal  ftrain^ 


Salvadow  dk^ro  toixnea» 
4.     W%^od  the  Comforter, 

fc     ,  the  biocfd  and  -  water'  bca^^  ^ 


-L.  튤 m     i    »  j  /)  ^ ~  ᅳ/ * 


a68   Hymn  29,  30,  31.    B.  III. 


_  YXTX»  Second  Long  afctrc>  ᅳ 

1 

And  aagels  faint  beneath  the  prai&« 


^«  -.^^  ^  ^서스 ^ᅳ\ 쭈^^  «쑤 

'When  afi  oar  nobleft  pow'rs  are  joinM, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raife, 


Thy  glories  oyex^match  our  mind. 


XXX, .  Sccoijd  Commc 찌  Metre* 

S  rTH  H  E  GoS  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
JL     Who  calls  our  fouls  from  deatbt 
Who  favesi  by  Ids  hbde^^ikg  wonx>9 
And  new-creating  breatb» 

Z  To  praife  the  Father,  agd  the  Son,  ᅭ 

.  A  ^cJurCd^  t 서  gCy  C^^JL*^ 헤아^ m 

XXXI.   Second  Short  Metre. 

T  ET  God  the 
JL^,  Have  honour,  love  and  Tear' 
p1^       f  the  Saviour  pay  the  famc»  \ 
A^d.G^^l^Cj    꼐  " 

Father  of  xIpEp 
Thy  mctcy  we  a 
lie  Son  of  thine  t 
And  Spirit  of  Ay 


The  Son  of  thine  ctefaaLbyS^ 


I  Hy,3^33，34，35，3.^  269 

[     -   TXXTL   Third  I^jg^MKtre 
^  ^세  ― 


A  L'  L  glory  ik»  tji^wbh^btw  ^toe, 
XX  Father  «f  lEteKTy  Oc>i  of  lohrc  : 
Thus  we  esoflt  the  «Lbrd>  tbe  ^  Lan 


Fa  _ 
An4  thus  we  prd&  the  hea^'nly  Dove. 


XXXIV.   Thirji  C^m'mon 

T^TO  W  let  the  Fatixcri  «Jd  the  Son, 
JlN     And  Spirit, -be  -adw*d, 
Where  there  are  wrories  fo.make  hiiateowily 
Qt  faints  to  love  the.  Locd*- 


HONOUR  to  the  Afanigfatf 
Aad  cvcrlafiitig  Qrui  5  , 
^  All  glory  to  thie  Father  ； «. 

^   4HMMBpk  the  ^  r 


홧^ LXXVI,   TOrd  Short  Metre.- 

5；.  5L    A^d  faints  that  dwell  bdow^ 

*f  Worfliip  d^e  Father,  Jove  the  So&r  . 
#         Aid  HeTs  the  Spirit.  toq». 


t7o    Hymn  37,  38-      B.  lit 


XXXVII.   Or  thus  ： 
g^i  IV^^l  the  Fdthcr  ptaife  s 

And  toThe  ^int  othis  grace 
Be  equal  honoor  done. 


 fvS.  Particular  Metm 

4  S<^  of  Prm/e  t9  $be  Uefii  Tr 텍 f, 

I GIVE  immortal  praift 
To  God  the  Father's  lov^ 
For  all  mj  comforts  here, 
A-J  L〜—  hof^  «boye. 

his  own  f\ 
Son,  f^U6M^0 
folates, 
}n  had  .done* 

the  Son  belmg^ 
Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with^tttblooj 
From  everlafting  wo  ； 

And  now  he  lives, 

4B9now  he  reigns* 

And  fees  the  fruit  * 

Of  all  his  fMuns. 

To  God  the  Spirit's  ludlP*****^* 

Immortal  worihip  give, 
Whoie  nfiw-creating  pow> 
Makes  the  dead  finmiKMm  ； 

His  work  completes  ^ 

Tie  great  defign, 

And  fills  the  foul 

Wlh  joy  divia«» 


B,  1IL     Hymn  3$,  39.  271 

4  Almighty  Cod,  to  Thee 

J  With  all  her  powVs, 
,  There  f^  ^mik, 
'  And  love  adores.^ 

XXXIX.  Particular  Metre. 

1  'THO  Him  who  chofe  us  firft, 
JL    Bdbre  the  world  began, 
\       %>  Hi^i  wtoAdk-e  the  cane 
To  &vc  re^emobi  man  : 
To  liixd  who  ioian'd' 
Our  hearts  anci^ 
Is  endle&  praifb 
And"  glory  due. 

%  The  Father's  lore  fhall  run 
Through  our  immortal  fongs  ； 
Wc  bring  to  OTrthe  Son  € 늚 

Hofaimas  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  addrefs 
The  Spirit's  name  , 
With  equal  praife* 
And  zeal  the  fame, 

3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above. 
And  angels  round  the  throot» 
Forever  bids  and  love       Kl  j， 
The  폐!  VMH»One.  W^&f 

Thus  Wv'n  fhall  nufe  / 
His  honours  high. 
When  earth  and  time 
Orvv  qH  4ie« 


XL.    Particular  M6tr^ 

TO  fi^g^fa^  jlNyn  ^ 
Perpetuarffonours  rauej  - *；  m 
GI6^  to  GodW^  Son,     mnr^^  ~^ 
To  God  Ae  Spirit  prailc :  、 
And  iniiile  our  lip$ . 
Their  tribute  britig,  . 
Our  fakh  ado] 
The  -oaii^e  we 


TO  our  eternal  (^  WUw^j  f 
The  FatheryandJ|rS<5a^  ^JU^ 
And  Spirit  all  dmnef 


Salvation,  pow'r, 
And  praifc  be 
By  all  on  ewtii. 
And  all  in  heavV 
ᅳ  ,  t       >  ~ ^^^^ 


fhe  gypS  ANNA  ;  or.  Solvation 
afcribed  to  CttR^T,, 
XLH.    l^oag;MetTe.  • 
t  t  TPS  ANNA  to  Kng  J)vdd9s  Sop, 
Jt"l  Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  throne  ； 
We  bkfs  the  Pfmce  jof  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brings^falvatioi^gp^to  earth. 

\  Let  cv*ry  nation,  ev'ry  age> 
In  this  delightful  work  ^engage  ^ 
Old  men  and  balues  in  Zicm  .fing  . 
T^c  growing  glories  ！ jrf  J^Cf  Kjp!^ 


]    R IIL  Hymn  43, 44,  45,  273 


XLDL    Common  Metre, 

1  TTOS  ANN  A  to  the  Prince  of  grace : 
JLJL    Zion,  behold  thy  King ； 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race,  - 

And  teach  the  ba^es  to  fiog. 

2  Hofanna  to  t£9  incarnate  Word 

•  Who  from  the  Father  came  ； 
Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  bleflings  on  his  name. 


XLIV.     Short  Metre, 

aOSANNA  to  the  Son 
Of  David  and  <rf,  God» 


Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  do^ttj 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood* 

To  Chrift  th，  anointed  King 
Be  endlefs  bleflhigs  giv^n  ； 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  fing, 
Who  made  oar  peace  with  heav'n 


XLV.    Particukr  Metre. 

HO S ANNA  to  the  King 
Of  David's  ancient  blood  ； 


Behold  he  comes  to  bring 


Forgiving  grace  from  God 
Let  old  and  young 
Attend  his  way, 
And  at  his  feet 
Their  honours  lay* 


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