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FROM THE LIBRARY OF
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D.
BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO
THE LIBRARY OF
PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY
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PS A L/M%%
DA V r<C&2?>>, r-**.
Imitated in the Language of the
h E W TESTAMENT,
And applied to the
Christian State and Worship.
By I. WATTS, D. D.
The Twenty-eighth Edition.
uk e xxiv. 44. All things mujl It fulfilled which -were writ-
ten in — the Pfalms concerning me.
£B. xi. 3* — David, Samuel, and the Prophets. Ver. 40.—
That they without us fiould not be made ferfetl.
LONDON:
NTED FOR S. BALLARD, J. TURNER, T. LONGMAN, 1
PATON, J. COREF.TT, AND J. MILLER,
M,DCC»LXS2iy.
REV.
ADVERTISEMENT.
T O T K E
RE AD E R S
On the following Heads.
Of the different Editions of this Book.
HPH E larger edition is prefaced with a difcourfe on
■*• the right way of fitting The Pfalms of David fpr
Chriftian worfhip ; wherein a plain account is given of
the author's general conducl in this imitation of the
pfalms, together with fome evident and convincing ar-
guments to fupport it. There are-alfb particular notes
added at the end of a great number of the pfalms, which
explain their evangelical fenfe, and fhew the,*eafon why
they are either paraphrafed or abridged in iuch a man-
ner here. K
At the requeft of many friends, the author has per-
mitted this edition in a'fmaller form, to render it more
portable and convenient for public worfhip ; he therefore
defires, and may reufonably demand this piece of jufiice
of all his readers, that they will not cenfure and con-
demn any part of this work, without a diligent perufal of
the larger edition, wherein the preface and notes, in
the judgment of many learned and pious men, have
given aiufficient vindication of the whole performance.
Of the ufe of this Pfalm-B'.ok.
The chief defign of this work was to improve pfatmo*
dy, or religious finging, and to encourage the frequent
pra&ice of it in public afl'emblies and private families
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with msre honour and delight; yet the author hopes
the reading of it may alfo entertain the parlour and the
clofct with devout pleafure and holy meditations. There-
fore lie would requelt his readers, at proper feafons, to
pqrufe it through ; and among 340 facred hymns, they
.1 out feveral that fuit their own cafe and temper,
or thccircujiiQanccs of their families and friends ; they
may teach their children fuel] as are proper for their age,
:md by trcafuring them up in their memory, they may
be h'.rnilhed with pious retirement, or may entertain
their friends with holy melody.
The pcrufal of the whole book will acquaint every
reader with the author's method, and by confulting the
index or table of contents at the end, he may find hymns
very proper for many occafions of the Chriltian life and
worihip ; though no copy of David's Pfalter can provide
for all, as I have fnewn in the preface.
Or if he remembers the firfl line of any pOdm, the
table of the firft lines will direct where to find it.
Or if any (hall think it heft to ling all the pftlms in
order in churches or families, it may be done with pro-
fit ; provided thofe pfalms be omitted that refer to fpeci-
al occurrences of nations, churches, or iingie Chriftians.
Of Miming th* Pfalms.
Let the number of the pfalm be named diflinclly,
together with the particular metre, and particular part
of it : As for inltance ; let us fing the 33d pfalm, 2
part, common metre ; orv let us fing the 9 lit pfalm, ill
part, beginning at the paufe or ending at the puife ; or
Jet us fing the 84th pfalm as the 140th pfalm, Re.
And then read over the firft ftanza before you begin to
.t the people may find it in their books, whether
you fing with or without reading line by line.
ADVERTISEMENT. t
Of dividing the Pfalm.
If the pfdlm be too long for the time or cuflom of
finging, there are paufesin many of them at which you
may properly reft : Or you may leave out thefe verfes
which are included in crotchets [], without difturbing
the fenfe : Or in fome places yoa may begin to fing at
a paufe.
Do not always confine yourfelves to fix (lanzas, but
fing feven or eight, rather than confound the fenfe, and .
abufe the pfalm in folemn wwfhip.
Of the manner cfjhrh:g.
It were to Be wifhed that all congregations and pri-
rate families would fing as they do in foreign Proteflant
countries', without reading line by line. Though the
author has done what he could to make the fenfe com-
plete in every line or two, yet many inconveniences will
always attend this unhappy manner of finging : but where
it cannot be altered, thefe two things may give fome re-
lief.
Firft, Let as many as can do it, bring Pfdm-books
with them, and look on the word while they fing, fo far
as to make the fenfe complete.
Secondly, Let the clerk read the whole pfilm over a-
loud before, he begins to parcel out the lines, that the
pe opje may have fome notion of what they fing ; and not
be forced to drag on heavily through eight tedious fylla-
bles without any meaning, till the next line come to
give the fenfe of them.
It were to be wifhed alfo that we might not dwell fo
long upon every fingle note, and produce the fyllables
to fuch a tirefDme extent with a conilant uniformity of
time; which dif^mcesthe $:ufic, and puts the congre-
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gation quite out of breath in finging five or fix ftanzas :
Whereas, if the method of /inking were but reformed
to a greater fpeed of pronunciation, we might often en-
joy the ple.tfure of a longer palm with lefs expence of
time an.d breath; and oir pfalmody would be more
agreeable to th.it of tbe ancient churches, more intelli-
gible toothers, and more delightful to ourfc.
Decanter i/?, 171 8.
The various mcafures of the verfd are jit ted lo the
tunes of the Old Pj aim-book.
To the common tunes fing all intitled Com-
mon Metre.
To the tune of the 1 ooth pfalm fing all intit-
led Long Metre.
To the tune of the 25 th pfalm fing Short Me-
tre.
To the 50 th pfalm fing one metre of the 50th
and 93d.
To the 1 1 2th or 1 27th pfalm fing one metre
of the 104th and, 148th.
To the 1 1 3th pfalfn fing one metre of the 19th,
33d, 5&r.h, 89th, lad part, 96th, 112th,
113th.
To the 1 2 2d pfalm ling one of the metres of
the 93d, i2Z<f9 and 133d.
To the 1 48th pfalm ling one metre of the 84th,
121ft, 1 36th, and 148th.
To a new tune fing one metre of the 50th and
115th.
THE
PSALMS OF DAVID,
IMITATED IN THI
LANGUAGE
NEW TESTAMENT.
PSALM I. Common metre.
The <way and end of the righteous and the wicked,
i TTJ LEST is the man who fhuns the place
J3 Where Tinners love to meet ;
W ho fears to cread their wicked ways,
And hates the fcoffer's feat.
2 But in the ftatutes of the Lord,
Has plac'd his chief delight ;
By day he reads or hears the word,
And meditates by night. .
3 [Ke, like a plant of generous kind
By living waters fet,
Safe from the ftorms and blading wind,
Enjoys a peaceful Mate. J
4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair
Shall his profeffion fhine ; *
While fruits of holinefs appear
Like clutters on the vine.
8 PSALM I.
5 Not ih tli' impious and unj
vuiiniefigii;
ir hope* are
before the ftorm.
6 Sinners in judgment (hall not ftand
ace,
..n Cnrift the judge at his right-hand
place.
7 H'c eye beholds the |
ell;
But j s of finner* had
he gates of* hell,
PSALM I. Short metre.
'able.
1 rT"1 H E man is ever blell
X Whofhim, v. ays,
Among their councils never ftj
Nortalces the ("corner's
2 But makes the law of God
His ftudy and delight,
Amidft the labours I
And watches of the night.
3 He like a tree fnall thrive,
b waters near the ^oot :
Frefn as the leaf his name ilia!! I
His works are heav'nly fruit.
odly race,
Theyr.o fuch bl oiling,
Theishcpcs (hall ike like
Before the driving wind.
5 How will they bear to (land
Bel'
Where all the fain.
In full aiTcmbly a .
PSALM I.
6 He knows, and he approves
The way the righteous go :
But fmners and their works mall meet
A dreadful overthrow.
PSAL M I. Long metre.
The difference between the righteous and the wicked.
1 T T A P P Y the. man whofe cautious feet
JlI Shuri the broad way that fmners go,
Who hates the place where Atheifts meet.
And fears to.talkas fcorlers do.
2 He loves t' employ his morning light,
Amcngft theftatutes of the Lord ;
And fpends the wakeful hours of night,
With plea'fure pond'ring o'er the word.
3 He like a plant by gentle ftreams,
Shall flourifh in immortal green ;
And heav'n will ihine with kindeft beams
On ev"ry work his hands begin.
4 But fmners find their counfels croft ;
As chafF before the tempeft flies ;
So fhall their hopes be blown and loft,
When the laft trumpet fhakes the ikies.
5 In vain the rebel Jeeks to ftand
In judgment with the pious race ;
The dreadful Judge with ftern command
Divides him to a difFrent place.
6 " Straight is the way my faints have trod,
"I bleft the path aud drew it plain ;
" But you would chufe the crooked road ;
" And down it leads to endlefs pain."
io PSALM II.
PSALM II. Short metre.
Tranflated according to the divine pattern, A els
] ft Sec.
ChnJ} dying, rijing, interceding, and reigning.
i [ 1% /T A K E R and for'reign Lord
_I\ 1 Gfheav'n, and earth, and Gt
Thy providence confirms thy word,
And anfwers thy decrees.
2 The things fa long foretold
By David, are fulnll'd,
When Jews and Gentiles join'd to flay
Jems, thine holy child. J
3 Why did the Gentiles rage,
And Jews with one accord
Lend all their counfels to deitroy
Th' anointed of the Lord ?
4 Rulers and kings agree
To form a vain defign ;
Againll the Lord their powVi unit^,
.Againil his Chriltthey
5 The Lord derides their rage*
And will fupport his throne;
He that hathrais'd him from the dzzd
Hath own'd him for his Son.
Pa us I.
6 Sow he's afcendei h
And a(ks Co rule the earth ;
The merit of his blood he pk;.
And {/lead-, his heav'nly bii
7 He afks, and Gad be '.tows
A large inheritance ;
Far as the icerld's retnoteft ends
His kingdom (hall
P S A L M II.
8 The nations that \ebel
Murt feel his Iron rod ; . .
He'll vindicate th.^fe honours well
Which lie receiv'd from God.
o [Be wife, ye rulers, now,
And "worihip at his throne;
With trembling joy, ye people., bow
To God's exalted Son.
io If once his wrath arife,
Ye periih on the place ;
Then bleffed is the foul that flies
i For refuge to his grace. 3
PSALM II. Common metre.
1- "T7TT HY did the nations join to flay
V V The Lord's anointed Son ?
Why did they call his laws away,
And tread his gofpel down ?
2 The Lord that fits above the flues,
Derides their rage below,
He fpeaks with vengeance in his eye's,
And flrikes their fpirits through.
3 " I call him my eternal Son,
" And raife him from the dead ;
" I make my holy hill his throne,
" And wide his kingdom fpread.
4 " Afk me, my Son, and then enjoy
" The utraoft heathen lands :
" Thy -rod of iron fhall deftroy
" The rebel that wlthR'ands."
5 Be wife, ye rulers of the earth/
Obey th' anointed Lord,
Adore the King of heav'nly birth,
And tremble at his word.
12 PSALM II.
6 With humble love addrefs his throne ;
ror il
TIi" r»nd thofe alone,
Who on his grace lely.
PSALM II Long metre.
ChrifVs death, refurrefliw , <*>:d afienfan.
i TTTHY did the Jews proclaim (heir ra^e ?
V V The Roman's why their fwords employ ?
Againft the Lord their pow'rs engage
His dear anointed to deftroy ?
2 " Come, let us break his bands, they fry,
" This man lhall never give us laws ;"
And thus they cad his yoke away,
And nail'd the Monarch to the crofs.
3 But God, who high in glory reigns,
Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls;
He 11 vex their heart with inward pains,
And fpeak in thunder to their fouls. '
4 " I wiil maintain the King I made
" On Zion's everlahanghill,
" My hand lhall bring him from the dead.
• " And he ftiall ftand your fov'reignltill.>,
5 [H is wondrous rifing from the earth
a his eternal godhead known;
The Lord declare-, his heav'niy birth ;
" This day have 1 begot my Son.
6 " Afccnd, my Son, to my right hand,
" There thou ih.il: a >w '
'* The utmoft bounds of Heathen lands;
" To thee the Northern illes fhull L
7 But nations thatrefr.t his grace
encath his in
PSALM III. 13
Pause.
g Now ye that fit on exrthly thrones,
Be wife, and ferve the Lord, the Lamb,
Now to his feet fubmit your crowns,
Rejoice and tremble at his name.
9 With humble love addrefs the Son,
Left he grow angry, and ye die ;
H is wrath will burn to worlds unknown,
If ye provoke his jealoufy.
10 His ftorms (hall drive you quick to hell,
He is a God, and ye but dull :
Happy the fouls that know him well,
And make his grace their only truft.
PSALM III. Common metre.
Douhts a?>d fears fuppreft, or God our defence from Jin
and Satan.
1 1% ft Y God, how many are my fears !
XVX How faftmy foes increafe !
Confpiring my eternal death,
They break my prefent peace.
2 The lying tempter would prefuadc
There's no relief in heav'n.
And all my fwelling fins appear
Too big to be forgiv n.
3 But thou, my glory and my ftrength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt filence all my threat'ning guilt,
And raife my drooping head.
4 [I cry'd, and from his holy hill
He bow'd a lift'ningear;
I call'd my Father, and my God,
And he fnbdu'd my fear.
5 He (bed foft (Limbers on mine eyes,
In fpite of all my foes ;
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I 'woke, and wondered at the grace/
That guarded my repofe.]
6 What tho'the hoft of death and heU
All arm'd againftme flood,
Terrors no more (hall fhake my foul ;
My refuge is my God.
7 Arife, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,
While I thy glory fing :
My Cod has broke the fcrpent's teeth,
And death has loft his iling.
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His arm alone can fave :
BlefTings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.
PSALM III. i, 2, 3, 4, 5, 8. Long-metre.
Si Morning P faint,
1 /^V Lord how many are my f
K^J In this weak Rate of flefh and blood !
My peace they daily difcompofe,
But my defence and hope is (
2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day,
To thee I rais'd an ev'ning cry ;
Thou heard'ft -
And thine almighty help was nigh.
3 Supported by thine heav'nly aid
J laid me down, and flept fecure;
Not death fhould make my heart afraid,
Tho' I fr.' nd rife no more.
4 But God fuftain'd me all the i
Salvation doth to God belong;
v head to fee the licht,
- ■ hispraife my morning fong.
PSALM IV. 15
PSALM IV. 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7. Long metre.
Hearing of prayer ; or, God eur portion^ and Cbrijl
our hupe.
1 /^V Go d of grace and righteoufnefs,
\^J Hear and attend when I complain ;
Thou haft eniarg'd me in diitrefs,
Bow down a gracious ear again.
2 Ye Tons of men, in vain ye try-
To turn my glory into ihame ;
How long will fcoffers love to lie,
And dare reproach my Saviour's name ?
3 Know that the Lord divides his faints
From all the tribes of men befide;
He hears the cry of penitents
For the dear fake of Chrift that dy'd.
4 When our obedient hands have done *
A thoufand works of righteoufnefs,
We put our trutl in God alone,
And glory in his pard'ning grace.
j Let the unthinking many fay,
" Who wVl beftow fome earthly good ?*
But, Lord, thy light and love we pray ;
Our fouls defire this heav'nly fo©d.
6 Then fliall my chearful pow'rs rejoice
At grace and favours fo divine,
Nor will I change my happy choice
For all their corn and all their wine.
PSALM IV. 3, 4, 5, 8. Common metre.
An Evening Pfalm.
1 "1" ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;.
1 J I am for ever 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,
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'Tis Aveet convening on my bed
With my own heart ai d thee.
3 f pay this ev'ning facrificc :
And when done,
'Tis Tweet converimg on my bed
Upon thy grace alone.
4 Thus with my thoughts compos' J to peace,
I'll give mine eyes to ll
Thy li md in fafet) keeps my days,
And will my {lumbers keep.
PSALM V.
For the Lord's Day nton
1 T O R D, in the morning thou (halt hear,
\ .j My voice attending high ;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
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 complaints.
4 Thou art a God, before whofe fight
The wicked (hall not ftand,
Sinners fhall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right-hand.
4 But to thy houfe will I refort,
To tafte thy mercies there ;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worfhip in thy fear.
5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteoufnefs !
Make ev'ry path of duty ftraight,
And plain before my face.
Pausi.
6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet aftray ;
PSALM VI. 17
They flatter with abafe defign,
To make my foul their prey.
7 Lord, crufh the ferpent in the dull,
And all his plots deftroy ;
While thole that in thy mercy truft,
Forever fhout for joy.
8 The men that love and fear thy name *
Shall fee their hopes fulfilPd ;
* The mighty God will compafs them
With favour as a ihield.
PSALM VI. Common metre.
Complaint infickr.efs : or, Difeafes healed,
1 TN anger, Lord, rebuke me not,
X Withdraw the dreadful ftorm :
Nor let thy fury grow fo hot,
Againft a feeble worm.
2 My foul bow'd down with heavy cares,
My flefti with pain oppreft :
.My couch is witnefs to my tears,.
My tears forbid my reft.
3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ;
I wade the night with cries,
Counting the minutes as they pafs,
Till the flow morning rife.
4 Shall I be ftill tormented more ?
My eyes confum'd with grief;
How long, my God, how long before
Thine hand aiford relief?
5 He hears when dull: and afhes fpeakr
He pities all our groans,
He faves us for his mercies fake,
And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his foVreign word
Reftores our fainting breath ;.
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i8 PSALM VII.
For filent graves praife not the Lord,
Nor is he known in death.
PSALM VI, Long metre.
Temptatiom injicknefs overcome.
1 T O R D, I can fufTcr thy rebukes,
1 j When thou with kindnefs dolt chaftife ;
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear,
O let it not againft me rife.
2 Pity my languiihingeftate,
And eafe the forrows that I feel ;
The wounds thine heavy hand hath made,
O let thy gentle touches heal !
3 See how I pafs my weary days
In fighs and groans ; and when 'tis night,
My bed is water'd with my tears;
My grief confumes, and dims my fight.
4 Look how the pow'rs of nature mourn !
How long* almighty God, how long ?
When (hall thine hour of grace return ?
When ih all I make thy grace my fong ?
5 I feel my flefh fo near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to defpalr ;
But graves can never praife the Lord,
For all is dull and filence there.
6 Depart, yc tempters, from my foul,
And all defpairing thoughts depart ;
My God who hears my humble moan,
Will cafe my flefh, and chear my heart.
PSALM VII.
Go:/1! care of his p. "mentofperf
i "]\ /T V trufl is in my hcav'nly friend,
XYX My h°pe iji thee, my God ;
PSALM VII. 19
Rife, and my helplefs life defend
From thofe that feek my blood.
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 provok'd them firft,
Or once abus'd my foe,
Then let him tread my life toduft,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes ;
I fliould not dare appeal to thee,
Norafk my God to rife.
5 Arife, my God, lift up thine hand,
Their pride and pow'r controul ;
Awake to judgment, and command
Deliv'rance for my foul.
Pause.
6 [Let finners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the duft;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the juft ?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright;
His fharpeft arrows he ordains
Againfl the fons of fpite.
8 For me their 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 foul, and praife the grace.
And juftice of the Lord ,
so PSALM VIII.
P S A 1 . Short metre.
t union
1 f^\ Lord, our he.:
Th; ; : are fpread,
2 Vvr h - :i 1 0 t h ;.' w ork s on h "
I rai
And fee the moon
Adorn the _
3 "When I furvey the liars
And all their (hining t
Lord, whati worthier thing,
A- kin todnft and wpr
4 Lord, what u
That thou fhould.t love him To ?
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.
5 Thine honours crown his head,
"While hearts, l:ke Haves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fiib that cleave the ftdr-
6 How rich thy bountie
And woud'rous are thy ways :
Of duft and worms thy pow'r can frame
A monument of j
7 [Out of the mouth of babes
And fucklings thou canfl draw
Surprinng honours to thy i
And llrike the world with awe.
8 O Lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy name is all d.
Thy glories round the earth are i pre ad,
And o'er the heav'ns they iiii... j
PSALM VIII.
PSALM VIII. Common metre.
Chriji' V condefcejifton, and glorificatioji : or, God made
??ian.
1 (~\ Lord, our Lord, how wond'rous great
\J Is thine exaltedname !
The glories of thy heav'nly ftate
Let men and babes proclaim.
2 When I behold thy works on high,N-
The moon that rules the night,
And ftars that well adorn the fky,
\Thofe moving worlds of light.
3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, '
Who dwells fo far below,
That thou fhould'it vifit him with grace,
And love his nature fo :
4 That thine eternal Son fhould bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than his angels are,
To fave a dying worm ?
5 [Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,
Th' obedient leas and fifties own
His Godhead and his pow'r.
6 The waves lay fpreaxl beneath his feet ;
And fifh at his command,
Bring their large fhoals to Peter's net,
Bring tribute to his hand.
7 ThefelefTer glories of the Son,
Shone thro' the rlelhly cloud ;
Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confefs him God.]
t Let him be crown'd with majeity,
Who bow'd his head to death ;
22 P 8 A L M VIII.
And be his hono'irs founded high,
By all things that have breath.
0 Jef's, oar Lord, how v.*on J'rou^ :
Ti thine exahed name !
The glories of thy hear'nly flate,
PSALM VIII. Ver. i, 2, Paraphrafed.*
Firjl part. Long metre.
The hofanna of the children; or, Infants prai/ti
1 A LMIGHTY Ruler of the AV
j£jL Thro' the wide earth thy name is fprea J,
And thine eternal glories rife,
O'er all the heav'nb thy hands have .
2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honour
And babes "with uninllructed tongue
Declare the Wonders of thy praile.
3 Thy pow'r afhUs their tender age
To brine proud rebels to the ground,
To fti!! the bold bla'phemer'
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amidit thy temple throng
To fee their great Redeemer's face ;
The Son of David is their long,
And young hofanna's fill the pl-ce.
5 The frowning fcribes and angry priefts
Iii vain their impious cavils bring :
Revenge fits filent in their breads,
"While Jewiih babes proclaim their King.
PSALM VIII. Ver. 3. &c. Paraphrafed.
Second part. Long metre.
Adam and Chrifi^ lords of the old and m •
i T O R D, what was man, when made at fir ft,
,1 j Adam, the offspring of the dult,
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Tharthou (houidM: fet him and his race
Butjuft below an angel s place.
2 That thou ffcould'fl: raife his nature Co,
A-id make him lord oi ^11 below,
Make ev'ry beau: and bird fubmit,
And lay the Hihes at his feet ?
3 But O what brighter glories waif
J8F0 crown thefecond Adam's ftate ?
What honours fhall thy Son adorn.
Who condescended to be born ?
4 See him below his angels made ;
See him in duit among the dead,
To fave a ruin'd world from Cm :
But he fha.ll reign with pow'r divine.
5 The world to come redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
New made, and glorious, fhall fubmit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.
PSALM IX. Firfipart.
Wrath and mercy from the judgment feat.
1 TX7 IT H my whole heart I'll raife my fong,
V V Thy wonders I'll proclaim,
Thou fov'reign Judge of right and wrong
Wilt put my foes to fhame.
2 I'll fmg thy majefly and grace;
My God prepares his throne
To judge the world in righteoufnefs,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then fhall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor oppreft ;
To fave the people of his love,
And give the weary reft.
4 The men that know thy name will trufl
In thy abundant grace :
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For thou hafl ne'er forfook the jufl,
Who humbly feek thy face.
5 Sing praifes to the righteous Lord,
dwells on Zion's hill,
Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.
PSALM IX. Ver. 12. Second part.
The ivifdom and equity if providence.
1 TXTHEN the great Judge fupreme and juft,
V V Shall once enquire for blood,
The humble fouls that mourn in duft,
Shall find a faithful God.
2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Does his own children raife :
In Zion's gates with chearful breath
They fing their Father's praile.
3 His foes fhall fall with heedlefs feet
Intr* the pit they made ;
And finners perifh in the net
That their own hands have fpread.
4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep councils known;
When men of mifchiefaie deftroy'd,
The mare mull be their own.
Pause.
5 The wicked fhall fink down to hell;
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Againft thy known commands.
6 Tho' faints to fore diitrefs are brouj
• And wait and long complain,
Their cries {"hail not be ftill forgot,
Nor lhall their hopes be vain.
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7 [Rife, great Redeemer, from thy feat,
To judge and fave the poor :
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.
8 Thy thunder fhall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain,
Make them confefs that thou art God, -
And they but feeble men.
PSALM X.
Prayer heard, and faint s faved: or, Pride, atheifm, ani
opprejfwn punijloed.
For a humiliation day.
1 X T T H Y doth the Lord ftand off fo far ?
V V And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep diftrefs ?
2 Lord, fhall the wicked ftill deride
Thy juftice and thy pow'r ?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And ftill thy faints devour ?
3 They put thy judgments from their fight,
And then infult the poor ;
They boaft in their exalted height,
That they fhall fall no more.
4 Arife, O God, lift up thine hand,
Attend our humble cry :
No enemy lhall dare to ftand
When God afcends on high.
Pause.
5 Why do the men of malice rage,
And fay with foolifh pride,
" The God of heav'n will ne'er engage
" To fight on Zion's fide."
6 But thou for ever art our Lord ;
And pow'rful is thine hand,
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As when the heathens felt thy fword,
And perilh'd from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And caufe thine ear to hear ;
He hearkens what his children fay,
And puts the world in fear.
8 Proud tyrants fhall no more opprefs,
No more defpife the juft ;
And mighty finners fhall confefs
They are but earth and dud.
PSALM XI.
God loves the righteous and hates the n
1 "]\/T Y refuge is the God of love,
JAjL Why do my foes infult and cry,
(i Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove,
" To diltant woods or mountains fly."
2 If government be all deftroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence makejuflice void,
"Where fliall the righteous feek redrefk?
3 The Lord inheav'n has fix'd his throne,
His eye furveys the world below:
To him all mortal things are known,
His eye-lids fearch our fpirits thro'.
4 If he afflicts his faints fo far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold tranfgreflors fear I
His very loul abhors their v. a;, s.
$ On impious wretches he fhall rain
Tempefts of brimftone, fire and death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
& The righteous Lord loves righteous fouls,
are lincere,
psalm xir. 27
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear.
PSALM XII. Long metre.
The faints fafety and' hope in evil times ; or. Si us of the
tongue complained of, viz. b!afpke?ny,fal/]jood, &c.
1 T ORD, if thou doft not foon appear,
1 a Virtue and truth will fly away j
A faithful man amongft us here,
"Will fcarce be found if thou delay.
2 The whole diicourfe when neighbours meet,
Is fill'd with trifles loofe and vain ;
Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit, j.
And their proud language is profane.
3 But lips that with deceit abound
Shall not maintain their triumph long;
The God of vengeance will confound
Their flatt'ring and blafpheming tongue.
4 " Yet (hall our words be free, they cry;
" Our tongue fhall be controul'd by none :
81 Where is the Lord will aft: us why ?
M Or fay our lips are not our own ?"
5 The Lord, who fees the poor opprefs'd,
And hears th' oppreifor's haughty (train,
Will rife to give his children reft,
Nor {hall they truft his word in vain.
6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often try'd,
Void of deceit (hall ftill appear ;
Not filver fev'n times purify'd
From drofs and mixture mines fo clear.
7 Thy grace fhall in the darken: hour
Defend the holy foul from harm;
Tho' when the vileft men have pow'r,
On ev'ry fide will finners fwarm.
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PSALM Xlf.
PSALM XII. Common metre.
Complaint of a general corrujt'rjn of manners : cry
The promife and Jigm ofChriJfs coming to jn
i T T E L P, Lord, for men of virtue fail,
XjL Religion lofe:> ground ;
The fons of violence prevail,
• And treacheries abound.
2 Their oaths and promifes they break,
Yet act the flatt'rer's part;
With fair deceitful lips they fp«ak,
And with a double heart.
3 If we reprove fome hateful lie,
How is their fury ftirr'd !
" Are not our lips our own, they cry,
" And who (hall be our Lord
4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry fide,
Where a vile race of men
Is rais'd to feats of pow'r and pride,
And bears the fword in vain.
Pause.
5 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blafphemy grows bold,
When faith is hardly to be found,
And love is waxing cold :
6 Is not thy chariot hafl'ning on ?
Halt thou not giv'n the fign ?
May we not truft and live upon
A promife (o divine ?
7 •• Yes, faith the Lord, now will I rife,
9 " And make oppreffors Hee !
" I fhall appear to their furpri/e,
" And fet ray fervants free.''
8 Thy word like iilver fev'n times try'd,
Thro* ages fhall endure ;
The men that in thy truth confide,
Shall find the promife fure.
PSALM XIII. 2?
PSALM XIII. Long metre.
Pleading 'with God under defertion : or, Hope in dark-
nefs.
i T T 0 W long, O Lord, fhall I complain,
J£"i Like one that feeks his God in vain I
Canft thou thy face for ever hide ?
And I nill pray, and be deny'd ?
2 Shall I for ever be forgot,
As one whom thou regardeft not ?
Still fhall my foul thine abfence mourn ?
And (till defpair of thy return ?
3 How long fhall my poor troubled breaft
Be with thefe anxious thoughts oppreft ;
And Satan, my malicious foe,
Rejoice to fee me funk fo low 2
4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief,
Before my death conclude my grief,
If thou withold thy heav'nly light,
I fkep in everiaiting night.
5 How will the pow'rs of darknefs boaft,
If but one praying foul be loft ?
But I have trailed in thy grace,
' And ihail again behold thy face.
6 Whate'er my fears or foesfuggeft,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my reft :
My heart mail feei thy love and raife-
My chearful voice tofongs of praife.
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PSALM XIII. Common metre.
Complaint under temptations cfthe devil.
O W long wilt thou conceal thy face ?
My God, how long delay \
When fhall I feel thole heav'nly rays
That chaje my fears away ?
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P S A L M XIV.
2 How long fhall my poor lab'ring foul
Wreftle and toil m vain ?
Thy word can nil my foes controul,
And eafe my raging pain.
3 See how the prince of darknefs tries
All his malicious arts,
He fprcads a milt around my eyes,
And throws his fiery darts.
4 Be thou my fun, and thou my fhield,
My foul in fafety keep ;
Make hade, before mine eyes are feal'd
In death's eternal Deep.
5 How would the tempter boaft aloud
If I become his prey ?
Behold the fons of hell grow proud
At thy fo long delay.
6 But they mall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head ;
He knows the terrors of thy look,
And hears thy voice with dread.
7 Thou wilt difplay that fov'reign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung ;
I fhall employ my lips in praife,
And victory fhall be fung.
PSALM XIV. Firjl part.
By nature all men arejtnnsrt.
i T^ O O L S, in their hearts, believe and fay,
X? " That all religion's vain,
•■ There is no God that reigns on high,
" Or minds th' affairs of men."
2 From thoughts fo dreadful and profane
Corrupt difcourfe proceeds;
And in their impious lunds are ft)Ul
Abominable dc.
PSALM XIV. 51
3 The Lord, from his celcftial throne,
Look'd down on things below,
To find the man that fought his grace,
Or did his juftice know.
4 By nature all are gone aflray,
Their practice all the fame ;
There's none that fears his Maker's hand,
There's none that loves his name.
5 Their tongues are us'd to fpeak deceit,
Their flanders never ceafe :
How fwift to mifchief are their feet 1
Nor know the paths of peace.
6 Such feeds of fin (that bitter root)
In ev'ry heart are found ;
Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
Till grace refine the ground.
PSALM XIV. Second part.
The folly of perfecutors.
1 ARE finners now fo fenfelefs grown,
Ji\. That they the faints devour ?
And never worihip at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful pow'r ?
2 Great God, appear to their furprize,
Reveal thy dreadful name,
Let them no more thy wrath defpife,
Nor turn our hope to fliame.
3 Doft thou not dwell among the juft,
And yet our foes deride,
That we ihould make thy name our truft \
Great God, confound their pride.
4 O that the joyful day were come
To finifh our diftrefs !
When God lhall bring his children home^
Our fongs ihull never, ceafe,
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PSALM XV. Common metre.
Characters cf a Jaint, or a citizen of Zio?i ; tr, The
qualifications of a Christian.
i TXT HO (hall inhabit in thy hill,
W OGodofholincis?
Whom will the Lord adir.ir to dwell
So near his threne of grace ?
2 The man that walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
That ti ufts his Maker's promifes
And follows his comn.«:nds.
3 He fpa^iks the meaning of his heart,
Nor (landers with his tongue;
Will fcarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbour wrong.
4 The wealthy fmner he contemns,
Loves all that fear the Lord;
And tho' to his own hwt he fwears,
Still he performs his word.
5 His hands difdain a golden bribe,
And never gripe ihe poor ;
This man ihall dwell with God on earth,
And find his heav'n fecure.
PSALM XV. Long metre.
Religion andjufiice, goodnefs and truth ; or, D
God and man: or, The qualifications of a Chrijlan.
1 TTTHO (hall afcend thy heav'nly place,
V V Great God, and dwell before thy face ?
The .man that minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.
2 Whole hands are pure, whofe heart is clean,
Whofe 1 | 'i:ymean;
No {landers dwell upon his tongue;
He hates to do his neighbour wroi
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3 [Scarce will he truft an ill report,
Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt :
Sinners of ftate he can defpife,
But faints are honoured in nis eyes.]
4 [Firm to his -word he ever flood,
And always makes his promile good :
Nor dares to change the thing he fwears.
Whatever pain or lofs he bears.]
5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that juitice Ihould be fold ;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]
6 He loves his enemies, and prays
For thoie that curfe him to his face ■;
And doth to all men ftill the fame
That he would hope or wifh for them.
7 Yet when his holieft works are done,
His foul depends on grace alone :
This is the man thy face lhall fee,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.
PSALM XVI. Firft part. Long metre.
Confefion of cur poverty ; a?id Saints the beft company ;
or, Good ivorks profit men\ not God.
i TJRESERVE me, Lord, in time, of used,
JL For fuccour to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodnefs cannot reach to thee.
2 Oft have my heart and tongue confeft,
How empty and how poor I am j
My praife can never make thee bleft,
Nor add new glories to thy name.
3 Yet Lord, thy faints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do ;
Thefe are the company I keep,
Thefe are the choiceft friends I know.
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4 Let others chufe the ions of mirth
To give a relilh to their wine,
I love the man ot heav'nly birth,
Whofe thoughts and language are divine.
PSALM XVI. Second part. Long metre-.
CI- rifts all-fujjiciency.
1 T T OW fafl their guilt and fbrrows rife
X A Who hafte to feek Tome idol god j
1 will not tafte their facrifice,
Their off'rings of forbidden blood.
2 My God provide? a richer oup,
And nobier food to live upon,
He for my life has ofter'd up
Jefus his belt beloved Son.
3 His loye is my perpetual feaft ?
By day his counfels guide me right ;
And be his name for ever bleft,
Who gives me fvveet advice by night.
4 I fet him ftill before mine eyes ;
At my right hand he (lands prepar'd
To keep my foul from all furprize,
And be my everlaiting guard.
PSALM XVI. Third part. Long metre.
Courage in d of the rcfurreclion.
1 TTT H PI N God is nigh, my faith is ftrong,
V V His arm is my almighty prop :
Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue,
My dying flcm fhall reft in hope.
2 Tho' in the dufl: I lay my head
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My foul for ever with the dead,
Nor lofc thy children in the grave.
PSALM XVI. 35
3 My flefh ftiall thy firft call obey,
Sh^ke off the dull: and rife on higH ;
Then fhalt thou lead the wond'rous way
Up to thy throne above the iky.
4 There ftreams of endlefs pleafure flow;
And full difcov'ries of thy grace
(Which we but tafted here below)
Spread heav'nly joys thro' all the place.
PSALM XVL i,—8. Firft part. Com. metre.
Support and counfel from God without merit,
1 Q AVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe ;
£5 In thee my truft I place,
Tho' all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deferve thy grace.
2 Yet if my God prolong my breath.
The faints may profit by't ;
The faints the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.
I *g Let heathens to their idols hade,
And worfhip wood or ftone j
But my delightful lot is caft
Where the true God is known.
.4 His hand provides ray conftant food^
He fills my daily cup ;
Much an I pleas'd with prefent good,
But more rejoice in hope.
5 God is *^y portion and my joy ;
His counfels are my light ;
He gives me fweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.
My foul would all her thoughts approve
To his a'1-feeing eye ;
Not death nor hell my hope fhall move
While fuch a friend is nigh.
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P S A L M XVI. Second part. Common metre.
The death and refurreclion ofChrifi.
Set the Lord before my face,
He bears my courage up ;
My heart and tongue iheir joys exprefs,
« My flefh (hall reft to hope.
2 u My fpirit, Lord, thou wilt not let. re
«« Where fouls departed are;
" Nor quit my body to the grave,
To fee corruption there.
3 •« Thou wilt reveal the path of life ;
M And raife me to thy throne ;
" Thy courts immortal pleafure give,
*' Thy prefence joys unknown."
4 [Thus in the name of Chrift, the Lord,
The holy David fung,
And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.
5 Jefus whom every faint adores,
Was crucifyM and flain ;
Behold the tomb its prey reftores,
Behold he lives again.
6 When mail my feet arife and fland
On hcav'n's eternal hills ;
There fits the Son at God's right hand,
And there the Father fmiles.]
PSALM "XVII. Ver. 13, &c. Short metre.
Portion tf faints and Jinn erf : or, Hope and dc
1 A RISE, mv gracious God,
jLjL Ar.d make tL/wickcd flee,
They are but thy chuftinV
To drive thy faints to thee.
PSALM XVII. 37
2 Behold the firmer dies,
His haughty wcvds .ire vain ;
Here in this life his pleaftire lyes,
And all beyond is pain.
3 Then let his pride advance,
And boaft of all his itore ;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My foul can wifh no more.
4 I (hall behold the face
Of my forgiving God ;
And (land complete in righteoufnefs,
Wafh'd in my Saviour's blood.
5 There's a new heav 'n begun
'When I awake from death,
Dreft in the likenefs of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.
PSALM XVII. Long metre.
Thefinnen portion, and faints hope ': or, The heaven of
fepar ate foul 7, and the refurreftion.
1 T ORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove
1 a My faith, my patience, and my love ;
When men of fpite againft me join,
They are the fword, the hand is thine.
2 Their hope and portion lyes below,
'Tis all the happinefs they know,
'Tis all they feek ; they take their fhares, '
And leave the reft among their heirs.
3 What finners value I refign ;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :
I (hall behold thy blifsful face,
And (land complete in righteoufnefs.
4 This life's a dream, an empty fhow,
But the bright world to which I go,
Hath joy fubftantial and fincere ;
When {hall I wake and find thee there ?
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P S A L M V
5 O glorious hour ! 0 bleft abode !
nd like my G
re controul
i acred pleaiures of the foul.
() My flefb fliall {lumber in the ground,
Till the lait trumpet's joyful found ;
Then bur (I the chains with fweet furprize,
And in my Saviour's image rife.
PSALM XVIII. Fuji part. Long metre.
Ver. i, — 6, l 5, — iS.
ranee frcm defpair : or, Temjfations ox
i HT* H E E will I love, O Lord, my flrength,
X My rock, my tow'r, my high defence;
Thy mighty arm fh.ill be my trail,
For I have found fal vat ion thence.
2 Death and the terrors of the grave
Stood round me with their difmal fhade ;
While floods of high temptations rofe,
And made my finking foul afraid.
: \'x the op'ning gates of hell,
With endlcfs pains and farrows there,
Which none but they that feel can tell
While I was hurried to de]
my diilrefs I calPd my God,
When I could fcarce believe him mine;
He bow'd his ear to my cofapl;
Then did his grace appear divine.
5 [With {peed he flew to my relief,
As on a cherub de ;
Awful and bright as lightning ilione
The face of my deliverer God.
nirtat'ons lied at his rel
The
in the depihs of death . ]
PSAL M XVIII. if
7 Great were my fears, my foes were great,
Much was their ftrength, and more their rage ;
But Chriit, my Lord, is conqu'ror ftill
Iii all the wars that devils wage.
8 My fpng for ever fliall record
That terrible, that joyful hour ;
And give the glory. to the Lord
Due to his mercy and his pow'r.
P S A L M XVIII.
Second part, Ver. to, — 26. Long metre.
Since - >"' rewarded.
1 T ORB, thou had feen my foul fincere,
k j Halt made thy truth and \o\q appear :
Before mine eyes I let thy laws,
And thou haft owivd my righteous caufc.
2 Since I have Iearn'd thy holy ways,
I've walk'd upright before thy face;
Or if my feet did e'er depart,
'Twas never with. a wicked heart.
3 Vv h it lore temptations broke my reft !
What wars and ftrugglings in my bread I
But through thy grace that reigns within,
I guard againft my darling fin.
j 4 That fm that clofe befets me ftiil
That works and iirives againft my wiil ;
When ihall thy Spirit's fov'reign pow'r
Deftroy it, that it rife no more.
5 [With an impartial hand, the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward :
The kind and faithful foul lhall find
A God as faithful and as kind.
6 The juft and pure mall ever fay,
Thou art more pure, more juft than they :
And men that love revenge lhail know,
God hath an arm of vengeance too.]
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PSALM XVIII. Third pat*. Ver. 30, 31,
t 34' " ' ■ L teg metre.
1 T U ST are thy ways, and true thy word,
J Great Rock of my fecure abode ;
Who is a god befidc the Lord ?
L,rc like our God ?
2 Tis he that girds me with his might,
me his holy fv/ord-to wield ;'
And while with fin and hell I fight,
ids his falvation for my /hidd.
3 He lives (and bleffed be my Rock)
The God of my falvation lives,
The dark defigns of hell are broke ;
Sweet is the peace my Father gives.
4 Before the fcoflers of the age
J will exalt my Father's name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach, and bear the fhame.
5 To David and his royal feed
Thy grace for ever fhall extend ;
Thy love to faints in Chrift: their head
Knows not a limit nor an end.
PSALM XVIII. Firft part. Common metre.
VtS»ry an.i triumph over temporal enemies .
1 TT7 E love thee, Lord, and we adore,
V V Now is thine arm reveal'd :
Thou art our (lrengrh, our heav'nly towV,
Our bulwark and our fhield.
2 We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a fure defence ;
His holy name our lips invoke,
And draw falvation thence.
3 When God our leader fhines in arms.
What mortal heart tan bear
PSALM XVIII. 4 1
i The thunder of his loud alarms ?
The lightning of his fpear ?
4 He rides upon the winged wind,
A .d angels in array,
In millions, wait to know his mind,
And fwift as flames obey.
5 He fpeaks, and at hi s fierce rebuke
Whole armies are difmay'd ;
His voice, his frown, h=s angry look
Strikes all their courage dead.
6 He forms our gen'rals for the field,
- With ail their dreadful fkill,
Give*, them his-awful {word to wield,.
And makes their hearts of iteel.
7 [He arms our captains to the fight,
Tho' there his na ne's forgot ;
(He girded Cyrus with his mighty
But Cyrus knew him not.)
8 Oft has the Lord whole nations bleft
For nis own churches' lake :
The pow'rs that give his people- reft
Shall of his care partake.]
PSALM XVIII. Second part. Common metre.
The Conqueror's So?ig.
1 rTH O thine almighty arm we owe
J. The triumphs of the* day ;
Tiiy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their ftrenglh away.
2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,
And break united pow'rs;
QrburD their boafted fleets, or fcale
The proudeft of their tow'rs.
3 How have we chas d them thro' the field, - •
Ana trod them to the ground,
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While thy f.ilvation was our fhield,
But they no flielter found !
4 In vain to idol faints they cry,
And perifh in their blood;
Where is a rock fo great, fo high,
So powerful as our God ?
5 The Rock of Ifra'l ever lives,
His name be ever bleit ;
'Tis his own arm the vieVry gives,
And gives his people reft.
6 On kings that reign as David did,
He pours his bleflings down;
Secures their honours to their feed,
And well fupports their crown.
PSALM XIX. Firf: part. Short metre.
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eclares its maker God,
And all his ftarry works on high
Proclaim his pow'r abroad.
2 The darknefs and the light
Still keep their courfe the f..me
While night to day, and day to nigh-
Divinely teach his name.
3 In cv'ry difPrent land
Their gen'fal voice is known ;
They ihew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye Britifh hinds rejoice*
Here he reveals his word :
We are not left I
To bid us know the Lord.
PSALM XIX. 43
5 His flatutes and commands *
Are fet before our eyes,
He puts his gofpel in our hands,
Where our falvation lies.
6 His laws are juft and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promifes for ever fure,
And his rewards are great.
7 Not honey to the tafte ,
Affords fo much delight,
Nor gold that has the furnace pafs'd
So much allures the fight.
8 While of thy works I fing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praife, my God, my King,-
In my Redeemer's name. .
PSALM XIX. Seamdpart. Short metre.
God's nvord rnojl excellent; or, Sincerity and watchful-
■ \ nefs'
For a Lord's-day morning. .
1 T) E HOLD the morning {un
1j Begins his glorious way ;
His beams thro' all the nations run,
And life and light convey.
2 But where the gofpel comes
It fpreads diviner light,
It calls dead finners from their tombs,
And gives the blind their fight,
3 How perfect is thy word !
And all thy judgments juft,
For ever fare ihy promife, Lord,
And men fecurely trult.
4 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy dire&ions giv'n !
PSALM XIX.
- O may T never read in vain,
But find the path to heav'n !
U SE.
5 T hear thy word with love,
i 1 won l.i tain obey ;
Send t h v good Spirit from above
To guide me,'le!t I itray.
6 O who can never find
The errors of Ins ways ?
Yet with a bold pre /umptuous mind
1 w add not dare cranig; elk.
7 Wsu n me of ev'ry fin,
Forgive my fecrejfc faults,
And clcanfe this guilty foul of mine,
W h > c crimes exceed my thoughts.
8 While with my heart and tongue
I fpread thy praife abroad;
Accept the worfliip and the i
My Saviour and my God.
PSALM XIX. Long metre.
The hooks of nature ana ft ■
glory and fu
1 r I 1 H F heav'ns declare thy glory. Lord,
X In ev'ry ftar thy wifdom ihincs ;
But when our eves behold tin
We read thy name in fairer lines. .
2 The rolling fun, the dunging light,
Ami nights and days thy pow'r! onfefs;
But the bleft volume thou halt writ
juflice and thy grace.
.. moon, and ftars convey thy praife
It touch'.'.
PSALM XIX. 45
4 Nor fha.ll thy fpreading gofpel reft:
Till thro' the world thy truth has run ;
Till Chrift has all the nations bleft
That fee the light, or feel the fun.
5 Great Sun of righteoufnefs, arife,
Blefs the dark world with heav'nly light ;
Thy gofpel makes the fimple wife,
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
6 Thy nobleiT wonders here we view,
In fouls rencw'd, and fins forgiv'n :
Lord, cleanie my fins, my foul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heav'n.
PSALM XIX. To the tune cf the 1 13th Pfalm.
The book of nature and fcripiure.
1 /^ REAT Gou, the hcav'n's well order'd frame
VJT Declares the glories of thy name :
There thy rich works of wonder ihine,
A thouland (tarry beauties there,
A thoufand radiant marks appear
Of boundlefs pow'r, and fkill divine,
2 From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light,
Lectures of heav'nly wifdom read ;
With filent eloquence they raife
Our thoughts to our Creator's praife,
And neither found nor language need.
.3 Yet their divine inftruclions run
Far as thejournies of the lun ;
And every nation knows their voice :
The fun, like fome young bridegroom dreft,
Breaks from the chambers of the eaft,
Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.
4 Where'er he fpreads his beams abroad,
He fmiles and 1'peaks his maker God ;
All nature joins to ihew thy piaife :
A6 PSALM XX.
Thus God in ev'ry creature fhines j
is the book of nal
But fairer is the book of grace.
Paure.
5 I love the volumes c{ thy word ;
What light and joy thofe leaves afford
To fouls benighted and dillrcft ?
Thy precepts guide my cHubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to I
Thy promife leads my heart to reft.
6 From the difcov'ries of thy Jaw
Tlie perfec* ife I draw:
Thefe arc my flu Jy and delight ;
Not honey fo invites the tafte,
Nor gold that hath the furnace pad,
Appears fo pleafing to the '.
7 Thy threatnings wake my flumbring eyes,
And warn me where my danger i
But 'tis thy bleifed gofpcl. Lord,
That makes mv guilty ennfe' nee clean,
Converts my foul, fubd
And gives a free, but large reward.
8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ?
My God forgive my fecret f
And fro m p re fu m p t u o u s" fir.
Accept my poor attempts of praife,
That I lave read thy \>
And book of nature not in vain.
PSALM XX.
Prayer am
For a day o{ prayer in time of war.
I VT O W may rhc God or powV an
_[^ Attend his people's humble t
Jehovah he irs v hen IiVa'1 pi
. I brings dcli\ 'ranee from on hi|
PSALM XX. 47
2 The name of Jacob's God defends
Better than fhields of brazen walls :
He from his fanctuary fends
Succour and ilrength when Zion calls,
3 Well he remembers all our fighs,
His love exceeds our bell: deferts :
His love accepts the lacrifice
Of humble groans and broken hearts.
4 In his falvation is our hope,
And in the name of Ifra'Ps God,
Our troops (hall lift their banners up,
Our navies fpread their flags abroad.
5 Some truft in horfes trahVd for war,
And fome of chariots make their boafts ;
Our fureft expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hofts.
6 [O may the memory of thy name
Infpire our armies for the tight !
Our foes ihall fall and die with fhame,
Or quit the field with fhameful flight.]
7 Now fave us, Lord, from flavifli fear,
Now let our hope be firm and flrong,
Till thy falvation (hall appear,
And joy and triumph rai.fe the fong.
PSALM XX. Common metre.
Our King is the care of Heaven.
1 Y 1 ^ HE King, OLord, with fongs ofpraife
- A Shall in thy ftrength rejoice;
And bleft with thy falvation, raife
To heav'nhis chearful voice.
2 Thy fure defence thro' nations round
Has fpread his glorious name ;
And his fuccefsful actions crown'd
With majefty and fame.
43 PSALM XXI.
3 Then let the king on God alone
Fortimely aid rely f %
His mercy fnall fupport the throne
And all our wants fupply.
4 But, righteous Lord, his ilubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand:
Thy vengeful arm fhall find out thofe
That hate his mild command.
5 When thou againft them doft engage,
Thyjuft:, but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage, •*■
Their hopes and them confume.
6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous pow'r declare,
And thus exalt thy fame;
Whilft we glad fdngs of praife prepare
For thine almighty name.
PSALM XXI. 1—9. Long metre.
Chrijl exalted to the kv:^
i TPV AVID rejoie'd in God his ftrength
_L/ Rais'd to the throne by fpecial grace,
But Chrift the Son appears at length,
Fulfils the triumph and the praife.
2 How great is the Mefliah's joy
In the falvation of thy hand !
Lord, thou haft rais'd his kingdom high,
And giv'n the world to his command.
3 Thy t^oodnels grants whats'er he will,
Nor doth the leaft requcft with-hold;
Blefihigs of love prevent him ftill,
And crowns of glory not of gold.
4 Honour and majefty divine
ed temples fhme,
• with the favour of thy \acc,
And length of evedaftingdays.
PSALM XXII. 49
5 Thine hand fhall find out all his foes ;
And as a fiery oven glows
With raging heat and living coals,
So ihall thy wrath devour their fouls.
PSALM XXII. i—- 16. Firjipart. Com. metre.
The fiifft 'rings and death of~Chrlfl.
i TX7HY has my God my foul foribok,
tVV Nor will a fmile aiford ?
(Thus David once in anguiih fpoke,
And thus our dying Lord.)
2 Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell
Among thy praifmg faints,
Yet thou canft hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.
3 Our fathers traded in thy name,
And great deliv'rance found ;
But I'm a worm, deipis'd of men,
And trodc ^n to the ground.
4 Shaking the head they pafs me by,
And laugh my foul to fcorn ;
t: In vain he trulls in God, they cry,
" Neglecled and forlorn."
5 But thou art he who form'd my flcfii,
By thine almighty word;
And, fmce I hung upon the breaft,
My hope is in the Lord. ~
6 Why will my Father hide his face,
When foes Hands threatning round,
In the dark hour of deep diftrefs,
And not an helper found ?
Pause.
7 Behold thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud,
As bulls of Balhan, fierce and ftrong,
As lions roaring loud.
5© PSALM XXII.
8 From earth and hell my forrows meet.
To multiply the fmart ;
They nail my hands, they pierce my feet,
And try to vex my heart.
9 Yet if thy fov'reign hand let loofe
The rage of earth and hell,
Why will my heav'nly Father bruife
The Son he loves fo well ?
io My God, if poflible it be,
With -hold this bitter cup v
But I refign my will to thee,
And drink the forrows up.
1 1 My heart diffolves with pangs unknown,
In groans I wafte my breath :
Thy heavy hand hath brought me down
Low as the dud of death.
12 Father, I give my fpirit up,
And truft it in thy hand ;
My dying flefh fhall reft in hope,
And rife at thy command.
PSALM XXII. 20, 21, 27^—31 .
Common metre.
Chriff 's filterings and kingdom,
1 «« "^T O W from the roaring lion's rage,
" JL\I O Lord., protect1 thy Son,
«' Nor leave thy darling to engage
" The pow'rs of hell alone."
•2 Tim? did our fufF'ring S.iviour pray,
With mighty cries and tears;
God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chae'd away his fears.
* it was the vicVry of his death,
throne exalted high ;
iith
V tluill die.
PSALM XXII. Si
4 A numVous offspring mud arife
From his expiring groans,
They ihall be reckon'd in his eyes
For daughters and for ions.
5 The meek and humble fouls ihall fee
His table richly ipreaJ ;
And ail that feek the Lord (hall be
With joys immortal ied.
6 The ides ihali know the righteoufnefs
Of our incarnate God,
And nations yet unborn profefs
Salvation in his blood.
PSALM XXII. Long metre,
ChrifTs fujjcrings and exaltation.
1 \T OW let our mournful fongs record
J.^ The dying forrows of our Lord,
When he coraplain'd in tears and blood.
As one for fake n of his God.
2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,
And lhake their heads, and laugh in fcorn;
" He refcu'd others from the grave ;
" Now let him try himlelf to lave.
3 " This is the man did once pretend
" God was his father and his friend ;
" If God, the bldied, lov'd him fo,
M Why doth he fail to help him now ?"
4 Barbarous people ! Cruel prieds !
How they Rood round like lavage beads ;
Like lions gaping to devour,
When God had left him in their pow'r.
5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,
Till dreams of blood each other meet:
By lot his garments th?y divide,
And mock the pangs in which he dv'd,
E 2
P S A L M XX!
r 1 his cry ;
:;:^h;
The I.
race.
P S AL M XXIII. Long metre.
Y flieplv. rd;
■M
fuppty'd;
'on grows,
.i me reft:;
There lr rl
left.
Bat
And I
When
My ;
For t
5
Thy •
6 The
Thy Sph
Like . fcaft.
PSALM XXIII. 53
8 Sure! 7 the mercies of the Lord
Attend his houfliold all their days ;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To feek his face and ling hispraife.]
PSALM XXIII. Common metre.
I "]\/T Y fhepherd will fupply my need,
_1_VA Jehovah is his name ;
In paftures frefh he makes me feed
Refide the living ftream.
2. He brings my wand'ring fpirit back
When I forfake his ways ;
And leads me, for his mercy's fake,
In paths of truth and grace.
3 When I walk through the fhades of death
Thy prefence is my ftay,
A word of thy fupporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
4 Thy hand in fight of ah" my foes
Doth ftill my table fpread,
My cup with bleffings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The fure provifions of my God
Attend me all my days ;
0 may. thy houfe be mine abode, -
And all my work be praile !
6 There would I find a fettled reft,
(While others go and come)
No more a ftranger or a gueft,
But like a child at home.
PSA LM XXIII. Short metre*
1 r I ^ H E Lord my fhepherd is,
X I ftfell be w$U fupply'd ;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want befide ?
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PSAL M X
2 He leads me to the place
Where livin pals,
An
3 If e'er I
He doth my foui reclaim,
- holy name.
4 While lie affords hi* aid
dark made
-\c there.
5 In fpitc ( fall :
My c
6 The be love
ing days;
Nor fi ; I remove,
| raiie.
PS/ -IV. Common metre.
Dweffing
l rTT* HE earth for ever is the Lord's,
X
II 2 ■
rod.
3 Thi
feds
[ace.
PSALM XXIV. s-y
4xNo\vlet our fouls, immortal pow'rs,
To meet the Lord prepare,
Lift up their everla'.ting 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 delight.
PSALM XXIV. Long metre.
-, ChrijVs afcerjion.
1 r~V^ ^ * S fpacious earth is all the Lord's,
X And men 3nd worms, and beafts and birds :
He rais'd the building on the feas,
And gave it for their dwelling place.
2 But there's a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the iky :
Who fliall atcend that Weft abode,
And dwell io near his Maker, God ?
3 He that abhors and fears to fin, ^
Whofe heart is pure, whoie hands are clean,
Him fliall the Lord the Saviour blcfs,
And clothe his foul with riglueoufnefs.
4 Thefe are the men, the pious race,
That feck the ( jod of Jacob's face :
Thefe ihali enjoy .he blifsful light,
And dwell in evei I;
Pause.
5 Rejoice ye (Lining worlds on high,
Behold Liie King of glory nigh 1
Who can the K a be ?
The miglity Lord, the Saviour's he.
6 Ye h
he Lord, th
i
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56 PSALM XXV.
7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before,
He opens heav'ns eternal door,
To give his faints a hleft abode
Near their Redeemer and their God.
PSALM XXV. 1— 11. Rrftfi
IV'aith'.g for pardon and dircftion.
Life my foul to God,
My truft is in his name :
Let not my foes that feek my blood
Still triumph in my lhame.
2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell,
Perfuade me to defpair :
Lord, make me know thy covenant well,
That I may 'fcape the mare.
3 From the firft dawning light
Till the dark evening r
For thy falvarion, Lord, 1 wait
With ever-longing eyes.
4 Remember all thy grace,
\nd lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the fins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.
5 The Lord is juft and kind,
The meek lha.ll learn his ways,
And every humble finner find
The methods of his grace.
6 For his own goodnefs fake
He faves my foul from lhame ;
He pardons (tho' my gm'lt be great)
Thro' my Redeemer's name.
PSALM XXV. 12, 14, ic, 1:.
1 TTTHERE fhall the man be
W That fears t' offend his God,
That I j el's joyful found,
And trembles at the r
P S A L M« XXV. 5
2 The Lord (hall make him know
The fecrets of his heart,
The wonders of his cov'nanf ihow
And all his love impart.
3 The dealings of his hand
Are truth and mercy ltili,
With ilich as to his cov'nant iland,
And love to do his will."
4 Their ibul fliall dwell at eafe
Before their Maker's luce ;
Their feed (hall talte the promifes
In their extenlivc grace.
PSALM XXV. 15—22. Third pari.
Diftrefs of foul: or, Backjlldbig a
1 "TV /■" INE eyes and my defire
XV A Are ever to the Lord ;
I love . x is promifes,
And re it upon h is word.
2 Turn, turn thee to my foul,
Bring thy faivauon near ;
When wiH thy hand releaie my feet
Out of the deadly ihare ?
3 When llrall the fov'reign grace
Of my forgiving God,
Reiiore me from thole dangerous
My waiid'ripg feet have trod ?
"4 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe ;
My fpirit languilhes, my heart
Is defolace and low.
5 With every morning light
My ibrrow new begins ;
Look on my anguifh and my pain,
And pardon all my fins.
58 PSALM XXVI.
Pause.
6 Behold the holts of hell,
How cruel is their hate ?
Againft my life they rife and join
Their fury with deceit.
7 O keep my foul from death,
Nor put my hope to (hame ;
For I have plac'd my only trull
In my Redeemer's name.
8 With humble faith I wait
To fee thy face again ;
Of JnVlitihallne'erbe .nid,
He fought the Lord in vain.
j
P S A L M XXVI.
Self -examination: or, EziJenCds of grace.
U D G E mc, O Lord, an.l prove my ways>
And try my reins, ana try my heart ;
My faith' upon thy promise fl
Nor from thy l.iw my feet depart.
2 I hate to walk, 1 hate to fit
With men of vanity and lies :
The fcoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.
3 Amongft thy faints wi
With hands well wafti'd in innocence;
But when I Hand before thy bar,
The blood of Chrift is my defence.
4 I love thy habitation, Lord,
The place where doth thine honour dwell ;
There fliall ( hear thy holy word,
And there thy works of wonder tell.
5 Let not my foul be join'd at la ft
With men of treachery and blood,
Since I my d.iys on earth have paft
Among the faints, and near my God.
PSALM XXVII. 59
PSALM XXVII. 1—6. Firft part.
The church is our delight and fafety*
1 r 1 ^ H E Lord of glory is my light,
X And my falvation too ;
God is my ftrength ; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart defires ;
O grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy faints,
The temples of my God !
3 There fhall I offer my requefts,
And fee thy beauty ftill ;
Shall hear thy meflages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rife, and ftorms appear,
There may his children hide ;
God has a ftrong pavilion, where
He makes my foul abide.
5 Now fhall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And fongs of joy and victory
Within thy temple found.
PSALM XXVII. 8,9,13,14., Second fart.
Prayer and hope.
1 Q1 O O N as T heard my Father fay,
|^ " Ye eUJren, feek my grace j"
My heart repjy'd without delay,
M I'll feek my Father's race.
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my foul away;
God of my life, I fiy to thee
In a diftrelEng day.
3 Should friends and k-'n.lred near and deaf
Leave me to want or die,
6o PSALM XXIX.
My God would make my life his care ;
„ And all my need iupply.
4 My fainting flefh had dy'd with grief,
! not my foul believ'd,
To fee thy gr^ce provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceij'd.
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling faints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raife your fpirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.
PSALM XXIX.
Storm ami i
i f~^i IVE to the Lord, ye fons of fame, gi
VJT Give to the Lord renown and pow'r,
Aicribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud
Over the ocean and the land ; •
His voice divides the watVy cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He fpeaks, and tempeit, hail and wind,
Lay the wide forelt bare around ;
arful hart, and frighted hind,
Leap at the terror of the found.
4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And lo, the (lately cedars break ;
The mountains tremble at tlK :
The tallies roar, the defarts <
5 The Lord fits fov'reign on the rl
The V
Bui ..arch his h'
Where we his awful glories :
_e there th<:
The counfels vf '.
PSALM XXX. 6i
Amidft the raging florm his word
- Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.
PSALM XXX. Firji part.
Sicknefs healed) andforronv removed*
i T Will extol thee, Lord, on high,
JL At thy command difeafes fly;
Who but a God can fpsak and fave
From the dark borders of the grave ?
2 Sing to the Lord, ye faints of his,
And tell how large his_gnodnefs is;
Let all your pow'rs rejoice and blefs,
While you record his holinefs.
3 His anger but a moment flays ;
. His love is life and length of days :
Tho' grief and tears the night employ,
The morning-ftar reftores thejoy.
PSALM XXX. Vei\ 6. Second par n
Health^ficknef,, and recovery.
i XT' IRM was my health, my day was "bright,
JL. And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er be night :
Fondly I faid within my heart,
" Pleafure and peace (hall ne'er depart."
2 But I forgot thine arm was ftrong,
Which made my mountain Rand 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 ;
" W hat canft thou profit by my blood ?
11 Deep in the duft can I declare
'« Thy truth, or ling thy goodnefs there ?
4 '< Hear ire, O God of grace, I faid,
" And bring me from among the dead :"
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62 PSALM XXXI.
Tliy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt.
5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praifes now;
I throw my fackloth on the ground,
And eafe and gladnefs gird me round.
6 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be filent of thy name ;
Thy praife fhall found thro* earth and heav'n,
For ficknefsheal'd and fins forgiv'n.
PSALM XXXI. 5,13—19,22, 23. Firflfart.
Deliverance frc??i death.
I T NTO thine hand, O God of truth,
JL My fpirit I commit;
Thou haft redeem'd my foul from death,
And fav'd me from the pit.
.2 The paiTions of my hope and fear
Maintain'd a doubtful ftrife ;
"While forrow, pain, and fin confpir'd
To take away raj
3 " My times are in thy hand, I cry'd,
" Tho' I draw near the duft :"
Thou art the refuge where I hide,
The Cod in whom I trull.
4 O make thy reconciled face
Upon thy fervant lhine,
And fave me for thy jr.
For I'm entirely thine.
F a u s f .
.c pTwas in mv hade my fpirit (aid,
» " ! mult defpa
« I am cut off before thine eyes;"
Hut thou haft heard n;\
PSA L M XXXI, tf3
6 Thy goodnefs, how divinely free !
How wond'rous is thy grace,
To thofe that fear thy raajelty,
And truft thy promifes !
7 O love the Lord, all ye his faints,
And fing his praifes loud ;
He'll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompence the proud.
PSALM XXXI. 7—13,1 3—2 1 . Second part.
Deliverance from dander and reproach.
1 "]\ /T Y heart rejoices in thy name,
XVX My God, my help, my trull ;
Thou haft pi eierv'd my face from ihame,
Mine honour from the duft.
2 " My life is fpent with grief, I cry'd,
" My years comfum'd in groans,
u My ftrength decays, mine eyes are dry'd,
" And forrow waftes my bones."
3 Among mine enemies my name
Was a mere proverb grown,
While to my neighbours I became
Forgotten and unknown.
4 Slander and (ear on every fide
Seiz'd and befet me round,
I to the throne of grace apply'd,
And fpeedy refcue found.
Pause,
5 How great deliv'rance thou haft wrought
Before the fons of men !
The lying lips to nlence brought,
And made their boaftings vain 1
6 Thy children, from the ftrife of tongues,
Shall thy pavilion hide,
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t'f P S A L M XXXII.
Guard them from infamy and wrongs,
And crulli the Ions of pride.
I -ord,
Let \: I I well ;
No fenced city, wail'd and barr'd,
Secures a faint fo
P S A L M XXXII. Short metre.
J of fins upon
I- /^V BlelTed fouls are they
VJ' Whole fins are covtr'd o'er !
Divine!; Med, to whom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more.
2 They mourn their follies ;
And keep w irh care ;
Their lij>s a . ut deceit
rove their fciith Gj
3 While I cor.ceal'd my guilt,
I felt the feil'ring wound,
Till I confefs'd my fms to fhee,
And ready pardon found.
4 Let finners learn ro ;
Let faints keep near the throne;
Our help in li ncs of deep diftrels
Is found in God alone.
P S A L M XXXII. Common metre.
Free
I TJ \ PI1 V ihe man to whom his God
JlJ. No (in,
But v. Mood,
liaih made his garments ck
PSALM XXXII. 6s
2 Happy, beyond expreffion he,
Whofe debts are thus difcharg'd ;
And from the guilty bondage free
He feels his foul enlarg'd.
} . His fpirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all fincere;
He guards his heart, he guards his eyes,
To keep his confcience clear.
}. While I my inward guilt fuppreft,
No quiet could 1 find ;
Thy wrath lay burning in my breafl,
And rack'd my tortur'd mind.
; Then I ccnfefs'd my troubled thoughts,
My fecret fins reveal'd ;
Thypard'ning grace forgave my faults,
Thy grace. my pardon feaPd.
S This (hall invite thy faints to pray ;
When, like a raging flood,
; Temptations riie, our itrength and flay
Is a forgiving God.
5 S A L M XXXII. Firfi part. Long metre.
Repentance and free Pardon: or, jfufiijication and
Santiipcation.
BL E S T is the man, for ever bleft,
Whole guilt is pardon'd by his God,
Whofe {ins with forrow are confets'd,
Andcover'd with his Saviour's blood.
» B'elt is the man to whom the Lord
Imrutes not his iniquities,
He pleads no merit: of reward,
A: id not on works but grace relies.
) From guile his heart, and lips are free,
His humble joy-,iiis holy fear,
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66 PSALM XXXII.
Wfth deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith iincere.
4 How glorious is that righteottfncfa
That hides and cancels all his lins !
While a bright evidence of grace
Thro' his whole life appears and Chines.
PSALM XXXIIt & Long metre.
Pardon.
i TT7"HILEI keep ri!ence and conceal
V V My heavy guilt '
j feel !
W h . rt !
read my fins befor.
And all in
Thy gofpel lpeaks a p r<Jy
Thine holy Spirit feals the gi
3 For this fhall evVy humble
Make fwift addreffes t<
When Hoods of huge temptations roll,
There (hall they find a blelt retreat.
4 How | I lye,
When d.i)-^ grow dark, and dorms appear:
And when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me fafe from ev'ry {hare.
PSALM XXXTII. Fsrftpatt. Common metre.
Providence,
i "TJ EJQICE, ye righteous, in the Lord,
JlV This work belongs to you :
;e, his ways, his word,
; and true I
2 His hteoufnefs
Lu i:nj
PSALM XXXIII. 67
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wond'rous name.
3 His wifdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches i'pread ;
And by the fpirit of the Lord
Their mining hofts were made.
4 He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing leas their limits know,
And their own ilation keep.
5 Ye tenants of the fpacious earth,
With fear before him ftsnd ;
He fpake, and nature took its birth,
Arid rells on his command.
6 He fcorns the angry nations rage,
And breaks their vain defigns;
His cowifcl itands thro' ev'ry age,
- And in full glory mines.
PSALM XXXIII. Second part. Common metre.
Creatures vain, and God all-fufficient .
1 "j3 LEST is the nation where the Lord
J5 Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; *
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
And calls their tribes his own.
2 His eye, with infinite furvey,
Does the whole world behold ;
He form'd us all ot equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.
I
3 Kings are not refcu'd by the force
Of armies from the grave :
Nor ipeed nor courage of an hor&
Can the bold rider fave.
4 Vain is the ftrength of beafts or men,
To hope for fafety thence j
68 PSALM XXXIII.
But holy fouls from God obtain
A fb ong and riirc defence.
5 God is their flar, and God their truft,
When plagues or famine fpread ;
His watchful eye fecures the juit
A liong ten thoufand dead.
6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And blefs us from thy throne ;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trult thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII. As the ijthP&l. Firfl payt%
Works of Creation and i '
I "\7"E holy fouls, in God rejoice,
X Your Maker's praife becomes your voice,
Great is your theme, your fangs he new ;
Sing of his name, his word, his ways,
His works of nature and of grace;
How wife and holy, juft and true i
2 Juftice and truth he ever loves,
And the whole earth hisgoodnefs proves,
His word the heav'nly arches fpread ;
How wide they flune from north to ibuth !
And by the Spirit of his r»»iuh
Were all the ftarry armies made.
gathers the wide flowing
Thofe watry treafures know their place,
In the vail ftore-houje of the d c :
He (pake, and gave all nature birth,
And fires, and leas, and hcav'n, and earth,
Bis ever la fling orders ;
4 Letmortnb tremble ar.d adore
A God of fu
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage :
PSALM XXXIII. 69
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands,
But his eternal counfel ftands,
And rules the world from age to age.
PSALM XXXIII. Aslhe 1 13th Pfal. Second part.
Creatures vain, and God all -fuffic lent.
1 (T^\ 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,
Pie form'd their hearts, he knows their ways,
But God their Maker is unknown.
2 Let kings rely upon their hoft,
And of his ftrength the champion boaft ;
In vain they boaft, in vain rely;
In vain we trull the brutal force,
Orfpeed, or courage of a horfe,
To guard his rider, or to fly.
3 The eye of thy compaflion, Lord,
Doth more iecure defence afford
When death or dangers threatning (land %
Thy watchful eye preferves the juft,
Who make thy name their fear and trud,
When wars or famine wafte the land.
4 In ficknefs or the bloody field,
Thou our Phyiician, thou our Shield,
Send us falvationfrom thy throne j
We wait to fee thy goodnefs mine j
Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone.
PSALM XXXIV. Firft part. ^Long metre.
God's care of the Saints : or. Deliverance'^ prayer.
I T O R D, I will blefs thee all my days,
i A Thy praife ihall dwell upon my tongue ;
7o PSA L M \XXIV.
My foul fhall glory'in thy grace,
While faints rejoice to hear the long.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Come, let us all exalt his name;
I fought th' eternal GoJ, and he
Has not expos'd my hope to (hame.
3 I told him all my fecret grief,
My fecret groaning reach'd his ears ;
Ke give 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 (Line ;
A beam of mercy from the ikies
FilU them with light and joy divine.
5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that ferve the Lord :
O fear and love him, all his faints,
Tafte of his grace, and trull his word.
6 The wild young lions pinch'd with pain
And hunger, roar thro' all the wood ;
But none fhall leek the Lord in vain,
Nor want fupplies of real good.
PSALM XXXIV. ii,— 22, Si
Long metre.
Religious I ruffhm of Pie* y,
1 f^i HILDREN in years and knowledge you:>g,
V_y Vo ir parents hope, your parents joy,
Attend the counfels of my tDl
Let pious thoughts your minds' employ.
2 If you define a length o;
1 peace to crown your mortal (late,
Reilrain your feet from impious ways,
Your Lndcr and deceit.
3 The eyes of God regard his faints,
His cars are open to their cries j
PSALM XXXIV. 71
He fets his frowning face againfi
The fons of violence and lies.
j. To humble fouls and broken hearts
G"A with his grace is ever nigh ;
Pardon and hope his love, imparts
When men in deep contrition lye.
j He tells their tears, he counts their groans,
His Son redeems the ir fouls f om death ;
His Spirit heals thei^ broken bones,
They in his praife employ their breathe
PSALM XXXIV. 1,— 10. if? part. Com. metre
Prayer and praife for eminent, deliverance.
1 "IT'LL blefs the Lord from day to day;
X How good are all his ways ?
Ye humble fouls that ufc to pray,
Come, help my lips to praife.
2 Sing to the honoi.r of his name,
How a poor fuff'rer cry'd,
Nor was his hope expos'd to fhame,
Nor was his fuit deny'd.
3 When threatning forrows round me flood,
And endlefs fears arofe,
Like the loud billows of a flood,
Redoubling all my woes.
4 I told the Lord my fore d\ fire fs,
With heavy groans and tears,
He gave ray fh.irpeft torment ea:e,
And fiienc'd all my fears.
Pause.
5 [O fmners, come and tafte his love,
Come, learn his pleafant ways,
And let your own experience prove
The fweetnefs of his grace.
W PSALM XXXIV.
6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell;
What ills their heav'nly care prevents
No earthly tongue can' tell. J
7 [0, love the Lord, ye faints of his;
be juft !
How richly fle.Vd their portion is,
Who make the Lord their truft !
8 Yourg lions pinch'd with hunger roar,
And famiih in the w<
But (Joel fuppHes his holy poor
With ev'ry needful good.]
PSALM XXXIV. ii,— 22. S?:c,:J part.
Common metre.
' ; to Peac a:ii H: /. riffs.
1 /^<OME, children, learn to fear
\^/ And that y ong,
Let not a fnlfe or fp ireful word
Be found upon your ton
2 Depart from mi rchief, praftife love,
Puruie the re :
So fliall the Lord your ways approve,
I let your fouls at .
3 His eyes awake t^ guxrd the juit,
His ears attend their a
When broken fpir daft,
The God of grace is n
4 What tho' the forrnws hereth
Arc fhnrp and tedious too,
The Lor J. who fives them all at I;
Is their fupporter now.
ihall finite the wicked dead ;
But God fecures his own,
PSALM XXXV. 75
Prevents the mifcbief when they Aide,
Or heals the oroken bone.
6 When defolatibn, like a flood,
O'er the proud (mi ers rolls,
Saints find .1 refuge in theii God,
For he redeem'd their fouls.
PSALM XXXV. 1 ,—9. Firjl part.
Prayer and faith of per fecutrd faints : or, Imprecations
mixed with charity.
1 \T OW plead my caufe, A!m;ghty God,
JIN With all the fons of ftrife ;
And fight againft the men of blood,
Who fight againft my life.
2 Draw out thy fpear, and ftop their way,
Lift thine avenging rod :
But to my foul in mercy fay,
" I am thy Saviour-God. "
3 They plant their fnares to catch my feet,
And nets of mifchief fpread :
Plunge the deftoyers in the pit
That their own hands have made.
4 Let fogs and darknefs hide their way,
And flipp'ry be their ground ;
Thy wrath (hall make their lives a prey,
And all their rage confound.
5 They fly, like chaff before the wind,
Before thine angry breath ;
The angel of the Lord behind
Purfuesthem down to death.
6 They love the road that leads to hell ;
Then let the rebels die,
Whofe malice is implacable
Againft the Lord on high.
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74 PSALM XXXV.
7 But if thou haft a chofen few
Amongft that impious.race,
Divide them from the bloody crew
By thy fur prizing grace.
8 Then will I raife my tuneful voice
To make thy wonders known;
In their falvation I'll rejoice,
And blifs thee for my own.
PSALM XXXV. 12, 13, 14. &c. ScconJfar
Love to Enemies : of, the Love of Chrijl to /inner s />/>
fy'd in David*
1 TJ EHOLD the love, the generous love
J3 That holy David (hows ;
Hark how his founding bowels move
To his afflicted foes !
2 "When they are fick, his foul complains,
And fcems to feel the fmart ;
The i'pii it of the gofpel reigns,
And melts his pious he
4 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead !
And fading mortify'd his f
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd and curs'd him on their bed,
Yelftill he pleads and mourns-;
And double blcflmgs on his head
The righteous God returns.
£ O glorious type of heav'nly grace!
Thus Chnft the Lord appears; m
While Tinners curie, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
C He. the true Da
Bleftandbcloy'dofG
To i'd\e us rebels
PSALM XXXVI. 75
PSALM XXXVI. 5,— 9. Long metre.
The [-.rfeclions and providence of Go J: or, General
providence andfpecial grace.
1 T_T IG H in the heav'ns, eternal God,
XT. Thy goodnefs in full glory fliines ;
Thy trut^i lhall break thro' ev'ry cloud
That veils and darkens thy defigns.
; 2 For ever firm thy juftice {lands,
As mountains their foundation keep ;
"W ife are the wonders of thy hands ;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy "providence is kind and large,
Both man and beaft thy bounty fhare ;
The whole creation is thy charge ;
But faints are thy peculiar care.
4 My God ! how excellent thy grace ;
Whence all our hope and comfort fprings :
The fons of Adam in diftrefs
Fly to the fhadow of thy wings.
5 From the provisions of thy houfe
We ihall be fed with fweet repaftj
There mercy like a river flows,
And brings falvation to our tafte.
6 Life, like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the prefence of my Lord;
And in thy light our foul (hall fee
The glories promis'd in thy word.
PSA.LM XXXVI. 1, 2, 5, 6,7,9. Common metre.
Praclical Atheifm expofed ; or, The being and attributes
ofGodaJferted.
H I L E men grow bold in wicked ways,
And yet a God they own^
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76 PSALM XXXVI.
My heart within me often fays,
M Their thoughts believe there's none."
2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare
(Whdte'er their lips profefs)
God hath no wrath for them to fear,
Nor will they feek his grace.
3 What ftrange felf-flatt'ry blinds their eyes ?
But there's a haft'ning hour,
When they lhall fee, with forefurprize,
The terrors of thy pow'r.
4 Thy juftice (hall maintain it^ tlirone,
Tho' mountains melt a
Thy judgments are a world unknown,
A deep unfathom I
5 Above thefc heav'ns' created rounds,
Thy mercies, Lord, extend ;
Thy truth out-lives the narrow bounds
Where time and nature end.
6 Safety to man thy goodnefs brings,
Nor overlooks the beaft ;
.Beneath the lhadow of thy wings
Thy children chufe to reft.
7 [From thee, when creature-ftreams run low,
And mortal comforts die,
Perpetual fprings of life mall flow,
And raife our plcaiures high.
8 Tho' all c.'.ated light decay,
And death clofe up our eyes,
Thy prefence makes eternal day,
Where clouds can never rile.]
PSALM XXXVI. i—;. Short metre.
Co J:
I TIT H E N man grows bold in fin,
V V My heart within my a
PSALM XXXVII.
f He hath no faith of God within,
" Nor fear before his eyes."
2 [He walks a- while conceal'd,
In a felf-rlatt'ring dream,
Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd,
Expofe his hateru^name.]
3 His heart is falfe and foul,
His words are fmooth and fyr ;
Wifdom is baniftVd from his foul,
And leaves no goodnefs there.
4 He plots upon his bed
New mifchiefs to fulfil:
He fets his heart, and hand, and head-
To praclife all that's ill.
5 But there's a dreadful God,
Tho' men renounce his fear y
His juftice hid behind the cloud
Shall one great day appear.
6 His truth tranfcends the fky,
In heav'n his mercies dwell ;
Deep as the fea his judgments lye, ~~
His anger burns to hell. ~
7 How excellent his love,
Whence all our fafety fprings !'
0 never let my foul remove
From underneath his wings !
PSALM XXXVII. i— 15. Fir]} pa
*the cure cf envy, frctfulnefsy andr unbelief: at; The re-
wards of the righteous and the wicked; or, The world's
hatred, and the faints patience.
1 "TT7r H Y mould I vex my foul, and fret
V V I'o fee the wicked rile I
Or envy Tinners waxing great,
By violence- and lies ?
part.
-3 PS A L M XXXVII.
2 As flow'ry grafi cut down at noon,
Befote the evening fades,
So (hall their glo< i s vaniih foon, .
In everlamng fhades.
3 Then let me make the Lord my truft,
And pratfife all that's good ;
So (hall \ dwell among the j lift,
And he'll provide me food.
4 I to my God my ways commit,
And chearful wait his will ;
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my cLuVes fulfil.
5 Mine innocence (halt thou difplay,
And make thy judgments known,
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the noon.
6 The meek at lad the earth pofiefs,
And are the heirs of heav'n ;
True riches with abundant peace,
To humble foals are giv'n.
Pause.
7 Reft in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rife,
Tho* providence ihould long delay,
To puniih haughty vice.
S Let fmners join to break your peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam;
The Lord derides them, for he fees
Their day of vengeance ccme.
9 They have drawn out the threatening fword,
Have bent the murd'rous bow.
To (1 ly the men that fear the Lord,
And bring the righteous low.
10 My God (hall break their bows, and burn
Their pexfeculiftg J.,
PSALM XXXVII. 79
Shall their own fwords againft them turn ;
And pain furprize their hearts.
PSALM XXXVII. 16, 21, 26,-31. Second part.
Charity to the poor: or. Religion in nvords and deedr.
i "T XT H Y do the wealthy wid- ed boad,
V V And grow profanely bold ?
The meaneil portion of the juft,
Excels the fmner's gold.
2 The wicked borrows of his friends^
But ne'er dciigns to pay ;
The faint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongfl: the fons of need ;
His mem'ry to long ages lives,
And blefTed is his feed.
4 His lips abhor to talk profane,
%To flander or defraud ;
His ready tongue declares to men,
What he has learn'd of God..
5 The law and gofpel of the Lord
Deep in his heart abide ;
Led by the Spirit and the word,
His feet lhall never Aide.
6 When finners fall', the righteous {land
Preferv'd from ev'ry fnare,
They (hall poffefs the promis'd land,
And dwell for ever there.
PSALM XXXVII. 23—37. Third pari.
The 10 ay and end of the righteous and wicked.
1 1\ /T ^ Cod, the fteps of pious meu
JltX Arg ord.i'd by thy will-
So PSALM xxxvnr.
Tho* they fbould fall they rife again,
TJvy hand fupports them Hill.
2 The Lord delights to fee their ways,
approves ;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he loves.
3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs,
Their portion and their home ;
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs
Of blefti igs long to come.
4 Wait on the Lord, ye fons of men,
Nor k.-tr when tyrants frown ;
Ye {hill confeis their pride was vaia
When juilice carts them down.
Pause.
5 The haughty finner have I feen,
Not ffeai ing man nor God,
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
6 And lo, he vanilh'd from the ground,
Deftroy'd by^ands unfeen :
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found
Where all that pride had been.
*j But mark the man of righteoufnefs,
His fev'ral fteps attend :
True pleafurc runs thro' all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
PSALM xxxvnr.
Guilt of 'confeience and relief : ory Repent anct a?:
.nth.
I A MIDST thy wr.th remember love,
Jl\. R^ftore thy fervant, Lord,
Nor I prove
Like an avenge i
PSALM XXXVIII. Si
2 Thine arrows ftick within my heart,
My fleih is forely preft :
. Between the forrow and the fraart,
My fpirit finds no reft.
3 My fins 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 ftiil bending down ;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father's frown.
5 Lord, I am weak and broken fore,
None of my pow'rs are whole ;
The inward anguifh makes me roar,
The anguiih of my foul.
6 All my defire to thee is known,
Thine eye counts ev'ry tear,
And ev'ry figh, and ev'ry groan,
Is notic'd by thine ear.
7 Thou art my God, my only hope,
My God wild hear my cry,
My God will bear my l'pirit up,
When Satan bids me die.
8 £My foot is ever apt to flide,
My foes rejoice to fee't ;
They raife their pleafur? and their pride,
" When they fupplant my feet.
9 But I'll confefs my guilt to thee,
And grieve for all my fin ;
111 mourn, how weak my graces be,
And beg fupport divine.
10 My God, forgive my follies pad,
And be for ever nigh ;
, O Lord of my falvation hade,
Before thy fervant die. J
52 PSALM XXXIX.
PSALM XXXIX. i, 2, 2. Firfl fart.
Watchfulr.cfs over the tongue t or> Prudence and zeal.
i rr-i HUSI refolv'd before the Lord,
X " Now wil) I watch my tongue,
" Left I Jet flip one finful word,
" Or do my neighbour wrong."
2 And if I'm e'er conftraind to ftay
With men of lives profane,
I'll fet a double guard that day,
Nor let my talk be vain.
3 I'll fcarce allow my lips to f]
The pious thoughts I feel,
Left fcoffers fhould th' occafion take
To mock ray holy zeal.
4 Yet if fome proper hour appear,
I'll not be overaw'd,
But let the fcoffing fmners hear
That we can fpeak for God.
PSALM XXXIX. 4, 5, 6, 7. Second,
The 'canity of man as mortal.
1 rT^ E A C H me the meafure of my days,
I Thou Maker of my frame ;
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 dull
In all his rlow'r and prime.
3 Sec the vain race of mortals move
Like ihadov's o'er the plain,
They rage and (trive, delire and love,
But all the noife is vain.
PSALM XXXIX. 8
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy fhow,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs they know not who,
And ilraight are feennomore.
5 What fhould I wifh or wait for then,
From creatures, earth and d'.ift?
They make our expectations vain,
And difappoint our truft.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond defires recal !
I give my mortal int'reft up,
And make my God my all.
\
PSALM XXXIX. 9—13. Thirdpart.
Sick-bed devotion: or, Pleading without repining.
1 /"^l OD of my life look gently down,
V.X Behold the painsl feel;
But I am dumb before thythrone,
Not dare difpute thy will.
2 Difeafes are thy fervants, Lord,
They come at thy command :
I'll not attempt a murm'ring word,
Againft thy chaft ning hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy iharp rebukes :
My ftrength comumes, my fpirit dies,
Thro' thy repeated ftrokes.
4 CruhVd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the duit ;
Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withftand,
And all our heauty's loft.
5 [This mortal life decays apace,
How form the bubble's broke !
Adnm, and all his num'rous race
Are vanity and fmoke.]
84 P S A L M XL.
6 I'm but a fojonrner below,
As all my father's were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the Summons hear.
7 But if my life be fpar'd awhile
Before my laft re i o e,
Thy praiTe (h ill bt my bns'nefs ftill,
And I'll declare thy love.
PSALM XL. 1,2,3,5,17 if part. Com. metre-
A ' fing of deliver ance from great di/lrefs .
1 T Waited patient for the Lord,
X He bow'd to hear my cry ;*■
He law merelting on his word,
And brought falvation nigh.
2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit,
Where mourning long T lay,
And from my bonds releasV3 my feet,
Deep bonds of miry clay.
3 Firm on a rock he made me ftand,
And taught my chearful tongue
To praife the wonders of his hand,
In a new thankful fong.
4 I'll fpread his works of grace abroad;
The faints with joy (hall hear,
And flnners learn to make my God
Their only hope and fear.
5 How many are thy thoughts of love !
Thy mercies. Lord, how great!
We have not words, nor hours enough
Their numbers to repeat.
X> When I'm afflicted, poor and low,
And li^ht and peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on Eis he
PSALM XL. 8;
PSALM XL. 6 — 9. Second part. Com. metre.
The incartiation and facrifice of Chrift.
1 r ■ i H U S faith the Lord, " Your work is vain,
X '* Give your burnt off'rings o'er;
" In dying go. its and bullocks flain,
" My foul delights no more.'*
2 Then fpake the Saviour, << Lo, Pm here,
" My God, to do thy will :
M Whate'er thy facred books declare,
« Thy fervant mall fulfil.
3 " Thy law is ever m my fight,
" I keep it near my heart :
** Mine ears are open'd with delight
te To what thy lips impart. "
4 And fee, the bled Redeemer comes,
Th' eternal Son appears,
And at th' appointed time affumes
The body God prepares.
5 Much he reveal'd his Father's grace,
And much his truth he fhew'd,
And preach d the way of righteoufnefs,
Where gteat aflemblies ftood.
6 His Father's honour touch'd his heart,
He pity'd fmners cries,
And, to fulfil a Saviour's part,
Was made a facrifice.
Pause.
7 No blood of beafts on altars fhed
Could walh the confcience clean,
But the rich facrifice he paid,
Atones for all our fin.
8 Then was the great falvation fpread,
And Satan's kingdom Ihock 5 ,
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?6 PSALM XL.
Thus by the woman's promis'd feed,
The ferpent's head was broke.
PSALM XL. 5 — 10. Long metre.
CI- rift our facrifce.
2 T | "* H E wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought,
X Exceed our praiie, furmountour thought;
Should I attempt the long detail,
My fpeeeh would faint, my numbers fail.
2 No blood of beads on altar's fpilt,
Can cleanfe the fouls of men from guilt;
But thou haft let before our eyes
An all-fufficient facrifiee.
3 Lo! thine eternal Son appears,
To thy defigns he bows his ear ;
AfTumes a body well prepar'd,
And well performs a work lo hard.
4 •« Behold I come (the Saviour cries,
" With love and duty in his eyes)
*' I come to bear the heavy load
«' Of fins, and do thy will, my God.
j " 'Tis written in thy great decree,
" 'Tisinthy book foretold of me,
«< I muft fulfil the Saviour's part ;
" And lo ! thy law is in my heart.
6 " I'll magnify thy holy law,
<{ And rebels to obedience draw,
*• When on my crofi> I'm lifted high,
«• Or to my crpwn above the fky.
<j « The Spirit fhall defcend and fhoW
'< What thou haft dooc, and what I dc»
<< The wond'ring world (hall learn thn grace,
•* Thy wifdomand thy rightcouii..
PSALM XLI. §7
PSALM XLI. i, 2, 3.
Charity to the, poor: or, Pity to the afflitted.
1 T) L E S T is the man whofe bowels move,
J3 And melt with pity to the poor;
Whole foul, by fympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow faints endure.
2 His heart contrives for theur relief,
More good tharrhis own hands can do ;
He in the time of gen'ral grief,
Shaft find the Lord has bowels too.
3 His foul (hall live fecure on earth,
With fecret bleffings on his head,
When drought, and peftilence, and dearth,
Around him multiply their dead.
4 Or if he languifh on his couch,
God will pronounce his fins forgiv'n,
Will fave him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing foul to heav'n.
PSALM XLII. 1—5. Firjlpart.
Defertion and hope: or, Complaint of ahfence from pu-
blic nvorfiip.
1 TTTITH earned longings of the mind,
V V My God, to thee I look ;
So pants the hunted hart to find
And tafte the cooling brook.
2 When (hall L fee thy courts of grace,
And meet my God again ?
So long an ab fence from thy face"
My heart endures with pain.
3 Temptations vex my weary foul,
And tears are my repaft ;
The foe infults without controul,
" And where's your God at lad ?"
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88 • PSALM XLII.
4 'Tis with a mournful pleafurenow
I think on ancient days ;
Then to thy houfe did numbers go,
And nil our work was praife.
5 But why, my foul, funk down fo far
Beneath this heavy load ?
Why do my thoughts indulge defpair,
my God ?
6 Hope in the Lord, whofe mi
Can all thy woes remove,
For 1 lha.ll yet be md,
And ling refloring love.
PSALM XLII. 6— ii. Second part.
Melancholy thoughts reproved: or, Hope in afJUflioK.
1 T\ /T Y fpirit fmks within me, Lord,
XT J. But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of pift dillrefs record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noi
Swell like a fea and round me fpread ;
Thy water-ipouts drown all my joys,
And rifiiig waves roll o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I addrefs his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove ;
The night ihall hear me fmg and pi
4 I'll caft myfelf before his feet,
And fay, •« My God, my heav'nly Rock,
" Why doth thy love fo long f< rget
•• The foul that groans beneath thy ttroke :}>
5 I'll chide my heart that finks fo low,
Why (hould my foul indulge b
. in the Lor him too;
He is my reit, my lure relief.
PSALM XLIV. 8?
6 Thy light and truth lhall guide me Hill,
Thy word (hall my beft thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heav'nly hill,
My God, my moll exceeding joy.
PSALM'XLIV. i, 2,3, 8, i$— 26.
The church's complaint in perfecution,
1 "I" ORD, we have heard thy works of old,
i 1 Thy works of pow'r and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told
The wonders of their days :
2 How thou didiLbuild thy churches here,
And make thy goipel known ;
Amongil them did thine arm appear,
Thy light and glory ihone. -
3 In God they boafted all the day,
And in a chearful throng
Did thouiands meet to praife and pray,
And grace was all their long.
4 But now our fouls are feiz'd with lhame,
Gonfufioa fills our face,
To hear the enemy blaipheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falfery dealt with heav'n,
Nor have our fteps declined the road
Of duty thou haft giv'n.
6 Tho' dragons ail around us roar
With their definitive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us fore
Hard by the gates of death. .
Pause.
7 We are cxpos'd ail day to die,
As martyrs for thy caufe,
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90 PSALM XLV.
As fheep for flaughter bound we lye,
By fharp and bloody laws.
8 Awake, arife, almighty Lord,
Why fleeps thy wonted grace ?
Why ihould we look like men abhor'd,
Or banifh'd from thy face ?
o Wilt thou for ever cafl us off,
And dill neglect our cries ?
For ever hide thine heav'nly love
From our afflicted eyes ?
10 Down to the duft our foul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground ;
Rife for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their pow'rs confound.
11 Redeem us from perpetual fhame,
Our Saviour and our God ;
We plead the honours of thy name.
The merits of thy blood.
PSALM XLV. Short metre.
The glory of ChriJ}, the fuccefs of the gofpel, and the
Gentile church.
i "11 /|" Y Saviour and my King,
JLV_L Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blefiangs overflow,
And ev'ry grace is thine.
2 N by glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful fword,
And ride in majeity to fpread
The conquefts of thy word.
3 Strike thro' thy ftubborn foes,
Or melt their hearts t' obey,
While juftice, meeknefs, grace and truth
Attend thy glorious way.
PSALM XLV.
4 Thy laws, O God, are right ;
Thy throne (hall ever ftand;
And thy victorious gofpel proves
A fceptre in thy hand.
5 [Thy Father and thy God,
Hath, wiihout meafure, fhed
His Spirit, like a joyful oil,
T' anoint thy facred head.
6 Behold at thy right-hand
The Gentile church is feen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princes guard the queen.]
7 Fair bride, receive his love,
Forget thy Father's houfe ;
Forfake thy_ gods, thy idol gods,
And pay thy Lord thy vows.
8 O let thy God and King
Thy fweeteft: thoughts employ;
Thy children lhall his honours fing
In palaces of joy.
PSALM XLV. Common metre.
The perfonal glories and government o/Chrift,
1 T 'LL (peak the honours of my King ;
X His form divinely fair ;
None of the fons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.
2 Sweet is thy fpeech, and heav'nly grace
Upon thy lips is Hied ;
Thy God with blefTmgs infinite
Hath crown'd thy facred head.
3 Gird on thy fword, victorious Prince,
Ride with majeitic fway;
Thy terror (hall ilrike thro' thy foes,
And make t&e world obey.
i2 PSALM XLV,
4 Thy throne, 0 God, for ever ftands;
Thy word of grace mall prove
A peaceful fceptre in thy hands*.
To rule the faints by l<
5 Jufticc and truth attend thee ft ill,
But mercy is thy choice ;
And God, thy G !, thy foul (hall fill
With moil peculiar joys.
PSALM XLV. Firflpart. Long mere.
The glory of ChriJ), and power ofhii g
i "TVT O W be my heart infpir'd to fing
.L\| The glories of my Savi
Jefus the Lord ; how heavenly fair
His form ! how bright Ms beauties are !
2 O'er all the fons of human race
He mines with a fuperior grace,
Love from his lips diyinely flows,
And blerlings all his irate compofe.
3 Drefs thee in arms, mn(l mighty Lord,
Gird on the terror of thy fword,
In majefty and glory ride
With truth and meeknejfe at thy fide.
4 Thine anger like a pointed dart
Shall pierce the ices of lhibborn heart;
Or wor3s of mercy kind and fweet
Shall melt the rebels at thy ft
5 Thy throne, O God, forever ftands,
Grace is the feeptrc in thy hands,
Thy laws and works are ju'f and right,
Jufticc and grace are thy delight.
6 pod, thine own God, has richly fhed
His oil of gladncfs on thy head,
Ard with his facrcd Spirit bleft
Hib firit-born Sbii above the reft.
PSALM XLV. 93
PSALM XLV. Second part. Long metre.
Chrijl and his church : or, The myjlkal marriage.
TH E King of faints, how fair his face,
Adorn'd v/iih majeity and grace !
He comes with bleffings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
2 At his right hand our eyes behold
The queen array'd in pureft gold :
The world admires her heav'nly drefs ;
Her robe of joy and righteoufnefs.
3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and feats her near his throne ;
Fair ftranger, 1st thine heart forget
The idols of thy native ftate.
4 So fhall the King the more rejoice
In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
5 O happy hour when thou fhalt rife
To his fair palace in the fkies,
And all thy fons (a num'rous train)
Each like a prince in glory reign.
6 Let endlefs honours crown his head ;
Let ev'ry age his praifes fpread ;
While we with chearful fongs approve
The condefcenfions of his love.
PSALM XLVf. Firjl part.
The church's faftty and triumph among national
defilation*
i /^1 O D is the refuge of his faints,
VJT When ftorms of (harp diftrefs invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints
Behold him prefent with his aid.
94 P S A L M XLVI.
2 Let mountains from their feats be hurl' J
Down to the deep, and buried 'here :
Convulsions (hake the iolid world,
Our faith ill ill never yield to fear.
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar,
In facreJ peace our fouls abide,
While ev'ry n ition, ev'ry fhore
Trembles, and dreads the fwelling tide.
4 There is a ftream whofe gentle flow
Supplies the ciry of our God;
Life, love, and joy ftill gliding the
And war 'ring our divine ab<
5 That facred ftream. thine holy word,
That all our raging tew controals :
Sweet peace thy promifes afford,
And give new llrength to fainting fouls.
6 Sion enjoys her Monarch's love,
Secure again ft a threat'ning hour;
Nor can her firm foundations m< re,
Built on his truth, aud arm'd with pow'r.
PSALM XLVL Second part,
urch,
1 T F-T Sion in her king rejoice,
JLd Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rife;
He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies.
2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought,
And Jacob's Go
Behold the works his hand has wrought-,
What deflations he has made.
fea to fc.\ thro' all the fhores
He makes the noife of battles
When from on high hib thunder roars
He awes the trembling world to peace.
PSALM XLVK. 95
He breaks the bow, he cuts the fpear,
Chariots he burns with heav nly flame;
Keep filence all the earth, and hear
The found and glory of his name.
" Be ftill, and learn that I am God,
<< I'll be exalted o'er the lands,
" I will .be known and fear'd abroad,
" But ftill my throne in 2Kon ftands."
O Lord of hofts, almighty King,
While we fo near thy prefence dwell,
Our faith (hall fit fecure, and fing
Defiance to the gates of hell.
PSALM XLVII.
Chrift afc ending and reigning,
OFor a fliout of facred joy
To God the fov'reign King !
jL.et ev'ry land rheir tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph fing.
Jefus our God afcends on high ; /
His heav'nly guards around
Attend him rifing thro' the iky,
With trumpet's joyful found.
While angels (hout and praife their King,
Let mortals learn their drains ;
Let all the earth his honours fing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.
Rehearfe his praife with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the fong,
Nor mock him with a folemn found
Upon a thoughdefs tongue.
In Ifra'l. itood his ancient throne,
He lov'd that chofen race;
But now he calls the world his own,
.And Heathens tafte his grace.
96 PSALM XLVttl.
6 The Britifh ifl.mds are ihe Lord's,
There nbr<h'm's God is known ;
While r<'' (htelds and fwords
Submit before his throne.
PSALM XLVHI. 4— 8. Ftrfiparl.
The churcl ir cwdjafetyofa nathri.
1 r^\ RF AT is the Lord our God,
VJf And let his praife be great;
He make*. his"churches his abode,
His moil delightful feat.
2 Thefe temples of his grace,
How beautiful they (land ?
The honours of our native place
And bulwarks of our land.]
3 In Sion God is known
A refuge in diitrefs;
How bright h.is hisfalvation fhone
Through all her palaces.
4 When kings againft her join'd,
And faw the Lord was there,
In wild confufion of the mind
They fled with hafty fear.
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to fpoil our peace,
He fends his tempeft roaring loud,
And f.nls 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 (beep have been.
7 Ine*- 'ry new diflrefs
il to his hou'e repair.
We'll think upon his wond'rous grace,
-And feck deliv'rance there.
PSALM XL VIII. 97
PS \LM XLVIII. 10—14. Second part.
The beauty of the church: or. Go/pel <vjor/hip and order.
%
1 TTT*AR asuthy name is known
Jj The world declares thy praife ;
Thy faints, O Lord, before thy throne
Their fongs of honour raife.
2 With joy let Judah {rand
On Sion's chofen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counfels of thy will.
3 Let Grangers wafk around
The city where we dwell,
Compafs and view thine holy ground, • *
And mark the building well :
4 The orders of thy houfe,
The worthip of thy court,
The cheartul longs, the folemnvows?
And make a fair report.
5 How decent and how wife !
How glorious to behold !
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyep,
And rites adorn'd with gold.
6 The God we wofhip now
Will guide us till we die,
"Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the iky.
PSALM XLIX. 6— 44. iji part.. Com. metre.
Pride and death : or. The vanity of life and riches*
1 TI7HY doth the man of nches grow
V V To in^o'cnce and pride,
To fee his wealth and honours flow
With ev'ry riling tide ?
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98 PSALM XLIX.
2 [Why doth he treat the poor with fcorn,
Made of the felf-fame clay,
And boaft as tho* his fleih were born
O^better duft than tluy ?]
3 Not all his treafures can procure
His foul a (hort 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 higu ;
Juftice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,
That man may never diet]
5 He fees the brutifh and the wife,
The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their poffpffions, clofe their eyes,
And haften to the grave.
6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,
" My houfe fhall ever ftand ;
■■ And that my name may long abide,
" I'll give it to my land."
'; Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are loft,
How foon his memVy dies !
His name is written in thr duft
Where his own carcafe lies.
Pause.
o This is the folly of their v.
is, as vain,
Approve the words their fathers fay,
And act ihcir uorks ;
9 Men void of wifdom and of ^race,
If honour raife them h
Live like thv bcaft, a iho'i^htlefs i..
And like the bcaft they die.
iO [Laid in :' :heep,
- upon them there,
PSALM XLIX. 99
'Till the lad trumpet break their fleep
In terror ajid delpair.]
PSALM XLIX. 14, 15. Second part-.
Common metre.
Death and the refurreclion.
^\T E Tons of pride, that hate the juft>
X And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down to dull,
Your pomp ihall rife no more.
2 The laft great day fhall change the fcene >
When will that hour appear ?
When lhall the juft revive, and reign
O'er all that fcorn'd them here ?
3 .God will my naked foul receive,
When feparate from the flem y
And break the prifon of the grave.
To raife my bones afrefh.
4 Heav'n is my everlaiting hom^r
Th' inheritance is fure ;
Let men of pride th'eir rage refume,
But I'll repine no more.
PSALM XLIX. Long metre.
The rich /inner' s death, and the faint's refurreclion.
1 "T7T T H Y do the proud infult the poor,
V V And boaft the large eftates they have ?
How vain are riches to fecure
Their haughty owners from the grave !
2 They can't redeem one hour from death
With all the wealth in which they truft ;
Nor give a dying brother breath,
When God commands him down to duff.
3 There the dark earth and difmal made
Shall clafp their naked bodies round ;.
I 2
ioo ■ PSAL M L.
That fVfh, fo delicately fed,
Lyes cold and moulders in the ground.
4 Like thoughtleis flieep the (inner dies,
i i he grave tor worms to eat :
The faints iaall in the morning rife,,
And find th* oppreflbr at their feet.
5 His honours perifh in the duft,
And pomp, and beauty, birth, and blood :
Th" ay exalts » li c
To full dominion o'er the proud.
My rlelh and lord fliall part no more ;
d wrell lor ever ne-ar my God.
PSALM L. i — 6«FirJ1part. Ccmmor metre.
T ■ /, 1 judgment j or, The faints rewarded.
2 r~T~^ H { Lord, the Judge, before his throne
I Bids the whole earth draw uigh,
The nations near the rifing fun,
And near the weitern fky.
2 No mm e mall bold blafphemers fay,
'* J ■ r begin >M
No moie abu.c his long delay
To impudence and lin.
3 Thron'd on a cloud our God fliall come,.
Bright flames prepare his way,
Thunder and darknefs, fire and fiorm
Lead on the dreadful day.
4 Heav'n from above his call fliall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell fliall know and fear
His juftice, and their doom.
i u But gather all my faints (he cries)
" That made their peice with
PSALM L. ioi
" By the Redeemer's facrifice,
M And feaFd it with his bloodV
«« Their faith and works brought forth to light,
" Shall make the world confefs
" My fentence of reward 15 right,
" And heav'n adore my grace."
FSALM L. 8, 10, 11, 14, 15, 23. Second part.
Common metre.
Obedience is better than facrifice.
1 np HUS faith the Lord, <l The fpacious fields,
X- " And flocks and herds arc mine,
" O'er all the cattle of the hills
" I claim a right divine.
2" " I ark no lheep for facrifice*
" Nor bullocks burnt with fire;
* ' To hope and love, to pray and praife,
" Is all that I require.
3 •« Call upon me when trouble's near,
'* My hand (hall let thee free ;
" Then (hall thy thankful lips declare
*■ The honour due tome.
4 U The man that offers humble praife,
*' He glorifies me heft ;
'* And thole th.it tread my holy ways
" Shall my falvation taftc."
PSALM L. 1, 5, 8, 16, 21, 22. Third fart.
Common metre.
The judgment of hypocrites .
I ITJ'HEN Chriit to judgment mail defcend,
V V And faints fnrround their Lord,
Ke calls the nations to attend,
And-hear his awful word.
1 3
102 P S A L M L>
2 " Not for the want of bullocks flain
■• Will I the world reprove ;
f{ Altars and rites, and forms are fj
M Without- the fire of love.
3 M And what have hypocrites to do,
u To bring their facritice ?
" They call my ftatutes juft and tru<*,
" But deal in theft and lies.
4 " Could you expect to 'fcape my fight,.
" And fin without controul ?
" But I (hall bring your crimes to light
" With anguilh in your foul.':
5 Confider, ye that flight the Lord,
Before his wrath appears ;
If once you fall beneath his fv.cr^,
There's no deliverer there.
T
PSALM L. Third part. Long metre.
Hypocrijy exA
HE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns.
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
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;
m* A friend or brother they defame,
.:. footh and flatter thofe they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong;
Yet dare to feek their Maker's face ;
They take his cev'nant on their tongue,
But break '/s laws, abufe his grace.
4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean ;
Dcfil'd with fuft, defil'd with blood;
By night they praclife ev'ry fin,
By day their mouths draw near to Cod.
# S A L M L. 103.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
Tliey grow fecure and fin the more ;
They think he fleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
6 O dreadful hour ! when God draws nea£j
And fets their crimes before their eyes i
His wrath their guilty fouls fhall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rife.
PSALM L. To a new tune.
The I aft judgment.
I rT"1 HE Lord, the Sov'reign, fends his fum-
X mons forth,
Calls the fouth nations, and awakes the north,;
From eaft to weft the founding orders fpread
Thro' diftant worlds and regions of the dead :
No more (hall Atheifts mock his long delay ;
His vengeance fleeps no more : Behold the day !
2 Behold the Judge defcends ; his guards are
Tempeft and fire attend him down the (ley : [nigh.
" Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw near; let all things
come
To hear my juftice and the finner's doom ;
But gather firil 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, ( Jew3
And fign'd with all their names ; the Greek, the
That paid the ancient worfhip or the new,
There's no diftincYion here; come fpread their
thrones,
And near me feat my fav'rites 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 fmners dread t* hear:
io4 PSALM L
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire ;
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
5 " Not for the want of goats or bullocks flaiu
Do I condemn thee; bu'ls and goats are vain
Without the Barnes of love : in vain the (lore
Of brutal ofPrings that were mine before;
Mine are the lamer heath and lavage breed, (feed.
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forefts where they
6 F* If I were hungry, would I afk thee food ?
When did i third, or drink thy bullocks blood ?
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
[emu cbntt'rings and fantaftic vows,
Are my eyes charm'd thy veltments to behold,
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ?
7 " tj nth inking w^tch ! howcouldft thou hope
to b
A God, a Spirit, with fuch toys as thtfe ?
While with my grace and (latutes on thy tongue,
Thou lov'ft deceit, and doft thy b. other wrong;
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adult'rers arc thy chofen friends.
8 ■■ Silent I waited with long fiuT'ring love,
But didtl thou hope that I lhouid ne'er reprove ?
And cherilh fuch an impious thought within,
That God the righteous would indulge thy
Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty foul."
9 Sinners, awake Betimes; ye fools, be w'
Awake before this dreadful morning rife;
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works
amend ;
Fly to the Saviour; make the Judge you. i
Left like a lion his lad vengeance tc ir
Your trembling fouls, and uo deliv'rer near.
PSAL M L, 105
PS ALM L, To the old proper tune.
The loft Judgment,
1 r A i H E God of glory fends his fummons forth ,.
X Calls the foiuh nations,and awakes the north;
From eait t3 well the fov'reign orders fpread,
Thro' diftant worlds and regions of the dead.
The trumpet founds ; hell trembles ; heav'n rejoices ;
Lift tip your heads ■, ye faints, ivith ck earful voices.
2 No more fhall Atheilts mock his long delay;.
His vengeance fleeps no more : behoid the day !
Behold the Judge defcends^ his guards are nigh;
Tempers and fire attend him down the fky.
When God appears, ail nature f?all adore him,
Whilefnners tremble, faints rejoice before, him.
3 «' Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw near; let all
things come
"To hear myjuftice and the firmer s doom;
" But gather firft my faints ; (the Judge commands)
" Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant lands."
When Chrif returns, wake every chearful pa jfon ;
And fiwut, ye faints, he comes for your falvation.
4 " Behold my cov'nant ftands for ever good,
«■ SeaPd by th' eternal facrifice in blood, (&w>
*< Andfign'd with all their names : the Greek,*the
" That paid the ancient worfhip or the new."
There's no diflincjion here r join all your vokes,
And raife your heads, ye faints, for heav'n rejoices^
5 <l Here (faith the Lord) ye angels, fpread their
thrones,
U And near me feat my fav 'rites and my fons ;
<{ Come, my redeem'd, poffefs the joys prepar'd
" Ere time began, 'tis your divine reward."
When Chrijl returns •, nvake ev'ry chearful pajjion :
Andfljout) ye faint s , he comes for your jalvaikn .
106 PSALM L.
Pause the firft.
6 " I am the Saviour, I the almighty God,
" I am the Judge i Ye heav'ns proclaim abroad
M My juft eternal fentence, and declare
" Thole awful truths, that Tinners dread to hear."
When God 'appears, all nature fJ?all adore him :
IVhileJinners tremble, faints rejoice before binu
7 <• Stand forth, thou bold blafphemer.and pro-
fane,
V Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain ;
" Thou hypocrite, once dreft in faints attire,
" I doom die painted hypocrite to fire.
Judgment proceeds ; hell trembles ; heav*n rejoices;
Lift up your heads, ye faints, nvith chcarful ' "Jtices.
8 " Not for the want of goats or bullocks {lain
'* Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain
" Without the flames of love : in vain the (lore
u Of brutal ofF'rings that wrere mine before.
Earth is the Lord's ; all nature foall adore him;
While fumers tremble, faints rejoice before him.
9 " If I were hungry would I afk thee food ?
u When did Ithirft, or drink thy bullock's blood?
•* Mine are the tamer beans, and favage breed,
li Flocks,herds,and fields.and foreils where they feed.
Jill is the Lord's, he rules the vide creation:
Gviesjsnners zeng' ar.ee, and the faints fahaticn.
io u Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
V Thy folemn chatt'rings and fantaftic von
" Are my eyes charm'd thy veilments to behold,
f1 Glaring in gems and gay in woven gold:"
God is the Judge of hearts, no fair difguijes
Can fere en the guilty when rifes.
Pause the fecond.
1 1 " Unthinking wretch ! how could/1 thou hope
to pleafe
" A God, a Spirit, with fuch toys as thefe ?
PSALM LI. 107
'« While, with my grace and ftatutes on thy tongue,
" Thou lov'it deceit and doft thy brother wrong.'*
Judgment proceeds ; hell trembles ; heaven rejoices ;
Lift up your heads, ye faints, with chearful voices.
12 l( In vain to pious forms thy zea! pretends ;
" Thieves and adult'rers are thy chofen friends :
«< While the falfe flatt'rerat my altar waits,
" His harden'd foul divine inftruclion hates."
God is the Judge of hearts ; no fair difguifes
Can fcreen the guilty when his vengeance rifcs.
13 " Silent I waited with long fufFring love;
" But didft thou hope that I fhould ne'er reprove ?
Ie And cherilh fuch an impious thought within,
" That the A!l-holy would indulge thy fin ?M
See, God appears; all nature joins i* adore him;
Judgment proceeds, and firmer s fall before him.
14 " Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll,
V And thy own crimes affright thy guilty foul;
" Now like a lion fhall my veng'ance tear -
" Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near."
Judgjf/ent concludes; hell trembles ; heaven rejoices:
Lift up your beads, ye faints, with chearful voices .
Epiphonema.
Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fSols, be wife !
Awah before this dreadful morning rife ;
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works
amend,
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend :
Then join, ye faints ; wake every chearjul paffiony
When Chrif returns, he co?nes for your falvation.
PSALM LI. Firfl part. Long metre.
A penitent pleading fir pardon.
I O HE W pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
O Let a repenting rebel live ;
PSALM LI.
Are not thy mercies large and free ?
May not a iinner trull in thee ?
2 My crimes are great, but not furpafs
The power and glory of thy grace :
Great God, thy nature hath no bound,
So let thy pard'ning love be found.
3 O wafh my foul from every fin,
And make my guilty confcience clean :
Here on my heart the burden lyes,
And pafl offences pain mine eyes.
4 My lips with fhame my fins confefi
Againft thy law, againic thy grace ;
Lord, Ihould thy judgment grow fevere.
I am condemn'd but thou art clear.
£ Should fudden veng'ance feize my breath,
1 nv^S pronounce thee juft in death :
And if my foul were fent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
6 Yet fave a trembling finner, Lord,
Whofe hope dill hov'ring round thy word,
Would light on fome fweet promife there,
Some fure fupport againfl defpair.
PSALM LIV Second part. Long metreT
Original ami aCtnatfm cor.fejj'ed.
7 T" ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in fin;
^Li And born unholy nnd unclean :
Sprting from the man whofe guilty fail
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The feeds of fin grow up for death,
Thy law demands a perfect heart;
But we're defil'd in evVy part.
3 [Great God, create my heart a-new,
And form my fpiiit pure and true ;
PSALM LI. 109
O make me wife betimes, to fpy
My danger and my remedy.]
4 Behold I fall before thy face;
My only refuge is thy grace :
No outward forms can make me clean ;
The leprofy lyes deep within.
5 No "bleeding bird, nor bleeding beaft,
Nor hy(Top branch, nor fprinkling prieftj
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor fea,
Can wafli the difmal ftain away.
6 Jefus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath pow'r, fufticient to atone :
Thy blood can make me white as fnowj
No Jevvilh types can cleanfe me fo.
7 While guilt difturbs and breaks my peace,
\ Nor fleih nor foul hath reft or eafe ;
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice,
And make my broken bones rejoice.
PSALM LI. Third part. Long metre;
The backflidsr rejlored: or, Repentance and faith in
the blood of Chrift.
I (T*\ Thou that hear'ft when finners cry,
\J Tho' all my crimes before thee ly,
Behold them not with ?ngry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thfbook.
I Create my nature pure within,
And form my foul averie to fin ;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy pre fence from my heart.
3 I oani;Ot live without thy light,
Caft out and banifh'd from thy fight;
Thine holy joys, my God, reitore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
K
tro PSALM LI.
4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort ftill afford :
And let a wretch come near thy throne
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the facrifice I bring ;
The God of grace will ne'er defpife
A broken heart for facrifice.
6 My foul lyes humbled in the duft,
And owns thy dreadful fentence juft ;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And fave the foul condemn'd to die.
7 Then will I teach the world thy ways ;
pinners fhall learn thy fov'reign grace ;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blooJ,
And they (hall praife a pard'ning God.
O may thy love infptre my tongue !
Salvation fhall be all my fong ;
And all my pow'rs (hall join to blcfs
The Lord, my ftrength and righieoufnefs.
PSALM LI. 3 — 13. Fhjl part. Common metre.
Original and attualfin confejjed a?:.;
1 X O R D, I would fprcad my fore dillrefs
I a And guilt before thine eyes ;
Againft thy laws, againft thy grace,
How high nay crimes arifc !
2 Should'ft thou condemn my foul to hell,
And crulh my fielh to
Heav'n w< thy vengeance well,
And earth mufl own i:
-3 I from the ftock cajnCi
oly and unclear,
A!; I is fhame,
all my nature fin.
PSALM LI. ui
4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew
Contagion with my breath ;
And as my days advanc'd, I grew
A jufter prey for death.
5 Cleanfe me, O Lord, and chear my. foul,
W ith thy forgiving love ;
O make my broken fpirit whole,
And bid my pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from thy face ;
Create anew my vicious heart,
And fill it with thy grace.
*j Then will. I make thy mercy known
Before the Cons of men ;
Backfliders (hall addrefs thy throne,
And turn to God again.
PSALM LI. 14 — 17. Second part. Com. metre.
Repentance and faith in the blood of Chrift,
1 /~\ Gc» of mercy, hear my call,
V^J My loads of guilt remove ;
Break down this feparating wall,
That bars me from thy love.
2_Give me the prefence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall fpeak aloud thy righteoufnefs,
And make thy praife my fong.
3 No blood of goats, nor heifer {lain
For fin could e'er atone ;
The death of Chrift fhall (till remaia
Sufficient and alone.
4 A foul oppreft with fin's defert,
My God will ne'er defpife :
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our belt facriflce.
K 2
ii2 PSALM rfll.
P S A L M LIII. 4—6.
/ '\5lory and delherar.ee from pcrfecutioM.
1 A R E all the foes of Sion fools,
ji\. Who thus devour his faints ?
L»o they not- know her Saviour rules,
And pities her complaints ?
i They fii ill \yz fciiAl with fad furprize:
For God's a.enging arm
Scatters the ho ;es of them that rife
To do his children nai
3 In vain the fons of Satan boaft
arraiei in a ray ;
When God has rirfl defpis'd their hoft,
They fall an eafy prey.
4 O for a word frotn Sion's King,
Her captures to re
\ with ail the tiibes llvall fing,
And Judah weep no more.
PSALM LV. i—8, 16, 17, 18, 22,Xom.metre.
Support for the afflifted and tempted foul.
1 f^K God, my refuge, hear my cries,
\J Behold my flowing tear?,
For earth and hell my hurt de\'ife,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is levell'd at my life,
My foul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward ftrife,
To ihakc my hope in God.
3 With inward pain my heart-firings found,
J groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear befet me round,
Amonglt the fhades ordeatft.
4 O were 1 like a feathered Jnve,
d innocence had wings ;
/
PSALM LV. 113
I'd fly and make a long remove
From all thefe reftleis things.
5 Let me to fome wild defert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where ftorms of malice never blowy.
Temptations never come.
4 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'fcape the rage of hell !
The mighty God on whom I call,.
Can fave me here as well.
P a u s e .
2 By morning light I'll leek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night- ihall hear me aik his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God (hall preferve my foul from fear,
Or fhiel J me when afraid ;
Ten thoufand angels mud appear,.
If he commands their aidv
o I cad my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord iuftains them all;
My courage retts upon his word, .
That faints (hall never fall.
'io My higheit hopes (hall not be vain,
- My lips (hall (pread his praife ;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days.
PSALM LV. 15, 16, 17, 19,22. Short metre.
Dangerous priority : or, Daily devotions encouraged,
1 T ET Tinners take their courfe,
i a Andcfiufe the road to death ;
But in the worfhip of my God
1*11 fpend my daily breath-.
K3 '
.14 PSALM LYI.
2 My thoughts addrefs his throne,
"When morning brings the light;
I feek his bledlng every noon,
And pay ray vows at night.
3 Thou \*ita regard my cries,
0 my eternal G%
While fmr.ers perilh in furprize,
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Becaufe they dwell at eafe,
And no fad changes feel,
They ntither fear nor triul thy :.
Nor learn to do thy will.
5 Rut I with all my cares,
Will lean upon the Lord",
I'll caft my burdens on his arm,
And reft upon his word.
6 His arm [hall well fuftain
The children of his love ;
The ground on which their fafcty ftandj,
No earthly powr can move.
P S A L M LYI.
Deliverance fro??i oppr'c-J?;?; and falfibood : or, God'j car*
of hi* people, in anfver to faith and prayer.
z /^V Thou whofe jmlice reigns on high,
\J And makes th' opprefTor ceafe,
Behold how envious finners try
To vex and break my peace.
bns of violence and lies,
Jom to devour me, Lord ;
as my hourly dangers rife,,
.fuge is thy word.
od moft holy, juft, and true,
1 have repos'd my truft ;
The b .
PSAL M LVII. .115
4 They wreft my words to mifchief ftill,
Charge me with unknown faults ;
Mifchief doth all their counfels fill,
And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they efcape without thy frown ?
Muft their devices (land ?
O call the haughty fmner down,
And let him know thy hand.
Pause.
6 God counts the forrows of his faints,.
Their groans affecl his ears ;
Thou haft a book for my complaints,.
A bottle for my tears.
7 When to thy throne I raife my cry,
The wicked fear'and flee;
So fwift is pray'r to reach the fky,
So near is God to me. -
S In thee, mod holy, juft, and true, -
I have repos'd my truft x
Nor will I fear what man can do,
The offspring of the dull.
» 0 Thy folemn vows are on me, Lord,
Thou fhalt receive my praife ;
I'll fing, "How faithful is thy word,
" How righteous all thy ways."
10 Thou haft fecur'd my foul from death,
O fet thy pris'ner free !
That heart and hand, and life and breath
Maybe employed for thee.
PSALM LVII.
Praife for protection, grace, and truth.
, ? "71 IT Y God, in whom are all the fprings,
XVX Of boundlefs love and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath thy fpreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.
u6 PSALM LVIII.
2 Up to the heav'ns I fend my cry,
The Lord will my defircs perform;
He fends his angel from the fky,
And faves me from the threading ftorm.
3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the henv'ns where angels dwell ;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And hind to land thy wonders teli.
4 My heart is nVd ; my fong flia.Il raife
Immortal honours to thy name ;
Awake, my tongue, to found his praife,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reign
And reaches to the utmnft fky ;
His truth to endlefs }ears remains,
When lower worlds diifolve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
PSALM LVIII. As the 113th Pfalm.
Warn'i7iJ to magij} rates.
I TUDGK S, who rule the world by laws,
J Will ye do! pile the right . J
When th' mjiirMpnor before you (lands?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich finners 'fcape fecure,
While gold and greatness bribe your hands?
2 Have yeforgot, or never knew,
That God wilj jud c thr- judges too ?
H*gh in th< ice reigns:
Yet von inv: J( d 1
And •
To I ...ins.
PSALM LX. 117
3 A poifon'd arrow is your tongue,
The arrow fharp, the poifon ftrong,
And death attends where'er it wounds;
Yon hear no coimfels, cries or tears ;
So the deaf adder (tops her ears
Againft the pow'r of charming founds.
4 Break out their teeth, eternal God,
Thofe teeth of lions dy'd in blood ;
And crufh the ferpents in the dull:
As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rife,
Before the fweeping tempeft flies,
So let their hopes and names be loft.
5 Th' Almighty thunders from the fky>
Their grandeur melts, their titles die,
As hills of fnow diflblve and run,
Or mails that perifh in their flime,
Or births that come before their time,
Vain births, that never fee the fun.
6 Thus mail t he vengeance of the Lord
Safety and joy to faints afford ; v
And all that hear fhall join and fay,
" Sure there's a God that rules on high,
u A God that hears his children cry,
*' And will their fufF rings well repay*"
PSALM LX. 1—5. 10—12.
I On a day of humiliation for dif appointments in war,
1 T OR D, haft thou caft the nation off ?
I a Muft we for ever mourn i
Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath ?
Shall mercy ne'er return ?
2 The terror of one frown of thine,
Melts all our ftrength away;
Like men that totter drunk with wine,
We tremble in difraay,
n8 #SAL M LXI.
3 Great Britain (Lakes beneath thy ftroke,
And dreads thy threat'ning hand;
0 heal the iiland thou hall broke,
Confirm the wav'ring^ land.
4 Lift up a banner in the field,
For thofe that fear thy name;
Saverhy beloved with thy fnieid,
'And put our foes to fhame.
5 Go with our armies to the fighr,
Like a confed'rate God:
In vain confed'rate pow'rs unite
Againft thy lifted rod.'
6 Our troops (hall gain a wide renown,
By thine aflnting hand ;
'Tis God that treads the mighty down,
And makes the feeble (land.
PSALM LXI. i—6. SafdyinGoJ.
1 'TXT HEN overwhelm'd with grief,
V V My heart within me dies,
Helplefs and far from all relief
To heav'n I lift mine eyes.
2 O lead me to the Rock
That's k; /ovemy head,
And ma' ..overt of thy v
M • welter and my made.
3 W hin thy prefence, Lord,
Ft er I'll abide;
Thou at\ oe tow'r of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
4 Thou giveft me the lot
Of thofe that fear thy name ;
If endlefs life be their reward,
I mall poffels the fame.
PS A L M LXII. 119
PSALM LXII. 5—12.
■No trujl in the creatures ; or, Faith in divine grace and
power.
1 ~|\/T Y fpirit looks to God alone;
JLVX My rock and refuge is his throne;
In all my fears in all my ftraits,
My foul on his falvation waits.
2 Truft him, ye faints, in all your ways,
Pour out you? hearts before his face :
When helpers fail, and foes invade,
God is our all-fufficient aid.
3 Falfe are the men of high degree,
The bafer fort are vanity:
Laid in the balance both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.
4 Make not increafing gold your truft,
Nor fet your heart on glitt'ring dull ;
Why will you grafp the fleeting fmoke4
And not believe what God has fpoke !
5 Once has his awful voice declared,
Once and again my ears have heard,
" All pow'r is his eternal due;
t( He muft be fear'd and trufted too."
6 For fov'reign Pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a partner of the throne ;
Thy grace and juflice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our lail reward.
PSALM LXI1I. 1, 2, 5, 3, 4. Firji pari-.
Common metre.
The morning of* a Lord's day.
I T7* ARLY, my God, without delay,
IP j I hafte to feek thy face ;
My thirity fpirit faints away,
Without thy chearing grace.
iro PSAL.M ffcXIII.
2 So pilgrims on the fcorching fand,
Beneath a burning iky ;
Long for a cooling ftream at hand,
And they mud drink or die.
3 I've fesn thy glory and thy pow'r, *
Thro' all thy temples (nine;
My God, repeat that heav'nlyhour,
That vifion fo divine.
4 Not all the blefhngs of a feaft,
Can pleafe my foul fo well,
As when thy richer grace I talte,
And in thy prefence dwell.
5 Not life herfelf, with all her joys,
Can my beft paflions movf,
Or raife fo high my chearful voice,
As thy forgiving love.
6 Thus till my la ft expiring day,
I'll blefs my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to fing.
PSALM LXIII. 6—; /.Com. met.
i ' rn W A S in the watches of the night,
I I thought upon thy per.
I kept thy lovely f^ce in fight, •
A mid ft the darkeft h>
z My flefn lay refting on my bed,
r My foul arofe on h:;
" My God, my life, my hope, I faid,
" Bring thy falvation :
3 My fpi np thine hill,
And climbs the he [;
But thy right hai d upholds me full,
.lile t purfue my C
P S A L M LXIII. 121
4 Thy mercy ft retcjies *o?er my head
The fhadow o{ thy wings ;
My heart rejoices in thine aid,
My t >ngue awakes and fings.
5 But the deftroyers of my peace
Shall fret and rage in vain ;
The tempter {hall for ever ceafe,
And aH my iinsbeflain.
6 Thy fword ihall give my foes to death,
And fend them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth,
Or to the deeps of hell.
PSALM- LXIII. Lofig metre.
Longing after God : or, The love of God better than life.
1 f~^\ RE AT God, indulge my humble claim,
VJX Thou art my hope, my joy, my reft;
The glories that compofe thy name
Stand all engag'd to make me bleft.
2 Thou Great and Good, thou Juft and Wife,
Thou art my Father and my God :
And I am thine by facred ties;
Thy fon, thy fervant. bought with blood.
3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers, in thirfty lands,
Pant for the cooling water-brook.
4 With early feet I love ty appear
Among thy faints, and feek thy face ;
Oft have I feen thy glory there,
And felt the pow'r of fov'reign grace.
5 Nor fruit?, nor wines, that tempt our tafte,
Nor all the joys our fenfes know,
Could make me fo divinely bleft,
Or raife my chearful paffion io.
L
122 PSAL M LXIII.
6 My life itfclf, without thy love,
No talle of plcafure could afford ;
'Twould but a tirefome burden prove,
If I were banifh'd from the Lord.
7 Amidil the wakeful hours of night,
When bufy cares afflict my heal,
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refrefhment to my bed.
8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raile my voice,
While I have breath to pray or pr
This work fhall make my heart rejoice,
And fpend the remnant of my days.
PSAL M LXIII. Short metre.
' God.
1 TV /T Y God, permit my tongue
.LVJL This joy, to call thee mine ;
And let my early cries prevail,
To tatte thy love divine.
2 My tJA-rty fainting foul
Thy mVrcy doth implore :
Not travellers in deiart lands
Can pant for water more.
3 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to r.nd my place,
pow'r and g'ory to behold,
And feel thyquickning grai
4 For life without thy love
No rcii{}> c
l\7o joy can this,
To fervc and pieaft the Lord.
5 To thee 111 lift my hands,
. feali
Such food
PSALM LXV. 1*3
6 In wakeful hours of night,
I call my God to mind :
I think how wife thy counfels are,
And all thy dealings kind.
7 Since thou haft been my help,
To thee my fpirit flies,
And on thy watchful providence
My chearful hope relies.
8 The fhadow of thy wings
My foul in fafety keeps :
I follow where my Father leads,.
And he fupports my fteps.
PSALM LXV. i — $. Fi'jlpart. Long metre.
Public prayer and praifc,
1 J I ^ H E praife of Sion waits for thee,
X My God ; and praife becomes thy houfe ;
There mall thy faints thy glory fee,
And there perform their public vows.
2 O thou, whofe mercy bends the Ikies
To fave, when humble fmners pray ;
All lands to thee fhall lift their eyes,-
And iflands of the nothern fea.
3 Againft my will my fins prevail,
But grace mall purge away their (lain *
^ The blood of Chrift will never fail
To warn my garments white again.
4 Blefl is the man whom thou fhalt chufe^
"And give him kind accefs to thee :
Give him a place within thy houfe,
To tafte thy love divinely free.
Pa use.
5 Let Babel fear when Sion prays ;
Babel, prepare for long diilrefs,
When Sion's God himfelf arrays
In terror, and in righuoufnefs.
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174 PS A L M LXV.
6 With dreadful glory God fulfills
What Irs afflicted f.iints requeft ;
An.-!, with almighty wrath, reveals
Hij Jove, to giv« his churches left.
7 Then (hall the flocking natio
To >Sic.n's hill, and own their Lord;
The riling and the ferting fun
Shall fee die Saviour's name ador'd.
PSALM LXV. 5 — 13. Second parti Long metre.
Divine providence in 1 ./Jsa.-cr, The C:i
of nature and g .
1 r"|~1 H E God of our f. ilvation hears
I The groans of S ion, mix'd with tears*
Yet when he comes with kind defigns,
Thro' all the way his terror mines.
2 On him the race of man
Far as the earth's remotctl ends,
Where the Creator's name is known,
By nature's feeble light alcne.
3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood,
Addrefs the;r frighted fouls to God,
When tempefts rage, and billows roar,
At dreadful diftance from the fhore.
4 He bids the noify tempefls ceafe ;
He calms the raging croud to peace,
When a tumult'ous nation iv.
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
5 Whole kingdoms, lh. .ken by the florin,
He fettles in a peaceful I
Mountains, eitablim'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations tl.r
6 B hold his enfigi I iky,
NwW comets blaze, and lightj
' PSALM LXV. vi2$
The heathen lands, with fwift furprize,
From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
7 At his command the morning. ray
Smiles in theeaft, and leaJ* the day,
He guides the inn's declining w'heels
Over the tops of weftern hills.
8. Seafons and times obey his voice ;
The eVning and the morn rejoice
To fee the earth made foft with mowers, .
Laden with fruit, and dreft in flowers,
q Tis from his wat'ry ftores on high,
He gives the trinity ground fupply ;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence-
Doth ais enriching drops difpenfe.
io The defart grows a fruitful field,
Abundant fruit the vallies yield ;
The vallies fhout with chearful voice, -.
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
H The paPaires fmile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play ;
The larger cattle and the lamb,.
Each in his language fpeaks thy name.:
12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine;
O'er every field thy glories fhine ;
Thrc' ev'ry month thy gifts appear;
Great God ! thy goodnefs crowns the year.
p
PSALM LXV. Fuji part. Common metre,
A prayer-hearing God, and the Gentiles called.
RAISE waits in Sion, Lord, for thee;
There fhall our vows be paid ;
Thou haft an ear when finners prav,
All flefli mallfeek thine aid,
5 Lord, our iniquities prevail,
But parcTning grace is thinej
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126 PSALM LXV.
And thou wilt grant us power and (kill
To conquer evYy Tin.
3 Blefs'd are the men whom thou wilt chufe
To bxing '.hem near thy face,
Gi.. - in thine houfe,
To feall upon thy grace.
4 In anfw'ring what thy church requefls,
Thy truth and terror fhine,
And worts of dreadful righteoufnefs,
Fulfil thy kind defign.
5 Thus fh ill the wond'ring nations fee
The Lord ig good and juft ;
And diitant ifl inds fly to thee,
And make thy name their trufl.
6 They dread thy glitt 'ring tokens, Lord,
When fi^ns in he iv'n aq>?.ir ;
But th-y In ill learn thy ho)y word,
And love as well as fear.
PSALM LXV. t. Common metre.
The p- Gfid in airy earthy atidfea: or, Tki
blejjing of ruin.
1 *r a i I S by thy ftrength the mountains ftand,
X. God of eternal pow'r ;
The fea grows calm at thy command,
And tempcils ceafe to ro ir.
2 Thy morning light and evming (hide
Succeflive comforts bring :
Thy plenteous fruits make harveft glad,
Thy flowers a lorn the fpring.
3 Scaibns and times, and moons, and hours,
n. earth, and air, are thine;
When clouds diftil in fruitJM iho-i !
The author is dh
PSALM LXV. 127
4 Thofe wand'ring citterns in the fky,
Borne by the winds around,
With watry treafures well mpply
The furrows of the ground.
5 The thirfty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear ;
Thy ways abound with Dwellings ftilJ,
The goodneis crowns the year.
PSALM LXV. Third part. Common metre,
The blejfings of the fpring ; or, God gives rain.
A pfalm for the huibnndman.
1 /^\ OOD is the L<?rd, the heav'nly King,
VJ Who makes the earth his care ;
Vilits the paitures ev'ry fpring,
And bids the grafs appear. ^ ,
2 The clouds, like rivers, rais'd on high,
Pour out at thy command,
Their wacry bleffings from the fky,
To chear thfl tinritv land.
3 The foften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to fpring;
The valleyrv rich provision yields
And the poor la >'rers fing.
4 The little hills ori ev'ry fide
Rejoice at falling fhow'rs :
The meadows dreis'd in all their pride-
Perfume the air with flow'rs.
5 The barren clods, refrefh'd with rain,
Promie a joyful crop ;
The parching grounds look green again,.
And raife the reaper's hope.
6 The various months thy goodnefs crowns,
How bounteous are thy ways !
The bleating flocks fpread o'er the downs*
And iaepherds Ihout thy praife.
128 P S A L M 1/
P S A L M LXVl. Firjlpart.
Governing power a ; or, Our Gr.
i O I MG, all ye nations to the LorJ,
1^ Smg with a joyful □
Willi melody of ibund record
His honours and your joys.
2 Say to the pow'r that fhakes the fky,
" How terrible art thou !
«' Sinners before thy prefence fly,
" Or at thy feet they bow."
3 [Come, fee the wonders of our God,.
Haw : : his ways ?
In Mofes "s hand he puts the rod,
And cleaves the frighted feas.
4 H»: made the ebbing channel dry,
While IiVa'l paiVd the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in there God,]
5 He rules by his refiflltfs might ;
Will rebel mortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight,.
And tempt that dreadful war ?
6 O blefs our God, and never ceafe;
Ye faints, fulfil his praife ;
He keeps our life, mantains our peace,
And guides cur doubtful ways.
7 Lord, thou had prov'd our fuiT'rine -
To make our graces Ihine;
So Giver bears the burning coals,
The inetal to refi
8 Thro'watry deeps and fiery ways
We march at tiiy command,
Led to poflefs the promis'd place,
hand.
PSALM LXVI. 129
PSALM LXVI. 13—20. Second part.
Praife to God for hearing prayer.
1 IVTOW fhall my folemn vows be paid
J_\ To that almighty Pow'r,
That heard the long requefts I made
In my diilrelsful hour. ;
2 My lips and chcarhil heart prepare
To make his mercies known;
Come, ye that fear my God and hear
^ne wonders he has done.
3 When on my head huge fonows fell,
I fought his heav'nly aid;
He fav'd my tinlxitg foul from hell,
And death's eternal made.
4 If fmjay cover'd in my heart
While pray'r employed my tongue,
The Lord had mown me no regard,
Ncr I hispraiies lung.
5 But God (Lis name be ever bleft 1}
Has fee my fpirit fi te ;
Nor turn'd from him my poor requeft,
Nor turn'd his heart from me.
PSALM LXVII.
The nation' V profperity-, and the church's inereaje-,
1 Q HINE, mighty God, on Britain (bine
£3 With beams of heav'nly grace;
Reveal thy pow"r thro' all our coahs,"
And lhow thy imiling face.
2 [Amidft our ifle exalted high
Do thou our glory ftand,
And, like a wall of guardian fire,
Surround the fav'rite land.]
3 When (h all thy name from more to ihore
Sound all the earth abroad,
1 3o PS A L M LXVIII.
And dillant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God?
4 Sing to the Lord, ye diftant lands,
Sing loud, with folemn voice;
While Biitiih tongues exalt his praifc,
And Briiifh hearts rejoice.
5 He, the great Lord, the fov'reign Judgcy
That Irs enthron'd above,
Wifely commands the woilds he m.
Injufticc and in love.
6 Earth fhall obey her Maker's
And yickl a full increafe ;
Our God will crown his chofen \fk
With fruitfulnefs and peace.
j God the Redeemer fcatters round
His choicefl favours here,
While the creation's utmo.1 bound
Shall fee, adore, and fear.
rS A LM LXVIII. Flrftpari. i — 6, :
The vengeance an.rcompaffion of God.
1 X E T God arife in all his might,
1 j And put the troops of hell to flight ;
As fmoke, that fought to cloud the fkies,
Before the riling fcenapcfl
2 [He comes, array 'd in burning flames ;
rice and vengeance are his names :
Behold, his fiii: ire,
Like melting wax before the fire.]
3 He ride: and thunders thro' the I i
:i founds on high :
Sing t<> his name, ye fons of grace ;
Ye faiiUa rejoice before his face.
fatherless
Fly \
?
PSALM LXVIII. i:
In liim the poor and helplefs find
A Judge that's juft, a Father kind.
He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And prisoners fee the light again ;
But rebels, thatdifpute his will,
Shall dwell in chains and darknefs ftill.
Pause.
6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;
Crown him ye nations, in your fong:
His wond'rous names and pow'rs rehearfe ;
His honours ihall enrich your verfe.
7 He (hakes the heav'ns with loud alarms ;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Ifra'l are his mercies known,
Ifra'l is his peculiar throne.
S Proclaim him King, pronounce him bleft ;
He's your defence, your joy, your reft;
When terrors rife and nations faint,
God is the ftrength of ev'ry faint.
PSALM LXVIII. 17, 18. Second part.
Chrift's afcenjion, and the gift of the Spirit.
1 T ORD, when thou didft afcend on high,
I j Ten thoufand angels fiil'd tfrj Iky ;
Thofe heav'nly guards around thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy ftate.
2 Not Sinai's mountain couJd appear
More glorious, when the Lord was there,
While he pronounc'd his dreadful law,
And ilntck the chofen tribes with awe.
3 Flow bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious pow'rs of hell,
That thou land fouls had captive made,
Were all in chains, like captives, led.
x32 P 6 A L M LXVIII.
4 Rais'd by his Fatherto thetl
He <ent the down,
With . r rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.
PSALM LXVIII. Third part. 19,9,20, 21,22
Praifefir temporal bleflings : or ', Common and fpecial
1 TTT E blefs the Lord, tliejuft, the good,
V V Who fills our hearts with joy and food ;
Who pours his bleflings from the tkies,
And loads our days with rich fupplies.
2 He fends the fun his circuit round,
To chear the fruits, to warm the ground ;
He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain,
Refrefh the thinly earth again.
3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near efcapes from death :
Safety and health to God belong ;
He heals the weak, and guards the ftrong.
4 He makes the faint and firmer prove
The common bkfTmgs of his love ;
But the wkie difference that remains
Is ccdlefs joy orendlefs pains.
5 Tha Lord, that bruis'd the ferpent's head,
..". the ferpent's feed (hail tread,
The ftubborn finner's hope confound,
And finite him with a lading wound.
6 But his right-hand his faints fhall raife
th, or deep ci
1 above.
There ihall they tafte his fpecial love.
PS A L M LXIX. 13;
PSALM LXi\ 1— 14. FirJIpart. Com. met.
The fujfcrings of Chrlft for our jalvaiion.
1 * Q AV E me, C God, the fwellmg floods
|^ «■ Break in upon my foul :
* '« 1 fink; and iprrows o'er my head
c< Like mighty waters roll.
2 "I cry till all my voice be gone,
" In tears 1 wafte the day ;
•.' My God, behold my longing eyes,
" And morten thy delay.
3 " They hate my foul without a caufe,
" And ftill their number grows,
I f* More than the hairs around my head,
' " And mighty are my foes
4 " 'Twas then I paid that dreadful debt
" That men cou'd never pay,
<f And gave thole honours to thy law,
<l Which flnners took away."
5 Thus, in the great Median's name,
The royal prophet mourns ;
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief5
And gives us joy by turns.
6 ' ' Now Oiall the faints rejoice and find
" Salvation in my name.
M For I. have borne their heavy load
u Of forrow, pain, and lhame.
7 " Grief like a garment cloath'd me round,
"And fackcloth was my drefs,
" While I procur'd for naked fouls
<( A robe of righteoufnefs.
8 " Amongfi: my bretfrern and the Jews
" I like a ftranger flood,
" And bore their vile reproach, to bring
" The Gentiles near to God.
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i34 PSALM LXIX.
9 " I came in finful mortals ftead,
t( To do my father's will, ,
" Yet when I cleans'd my Father's houfe,
" They fcandaliz'd my zeal.
10 " My fading and my holy groans
" Were made the drunkard's h.r.g ;
" But God from his celeftial thTone
" Heard my complaining tongu*.
11 " He fav'd me from the dreadful deep,
(i Nor let my foul be drown'd ;
'« He rais'd and fix'd my finking feet
" On well-eftablim'd ground.
1 2 " 'Twas in a moil accepted hour
M My pray'r arofe on high,
<x And for my fake my God (hall hear
" The dying finner's cry."
PSALM LXIX. 14—21, 26, 29, 32. Stem
Common metre.
The pajjion and exaltation of CI. rift,
1 VT O W let our lips with holy fear
X\ And mournful pleasure fing
The fufTrings of our great High Pried,
The forrows of our King.
2 He finks in floods of deep d'lr
How high the \v;.ters rife !
While to his heav'i.ly Father's ear
He fends perpetual cries.
5 " Hear \ae. O I. c thy Son,
" Why f - e one
" Fori -Am of thy gra
4 " V 1 '.'cute the man
J1 That groans beneath thy wound,
PSALM LXIX. 13;
" While for a facrifice I pour
" My life upon the grounJ.
5 « They tread my honour to the duft,
•« And laugh when I complain ;
" Their fharp in inking fl.mders add
" Frefti anguifh to my pain.
6 c< All my reproach is known to thee,
" The fcandal and the fhame ; *
" Reproach has broke my bleeding heart;
" And lies defil'd ray name.
7 " I look'd for pity, but in vain ;
" My kindred are my grief;
" I aflc my friends for comfort round,
" But meet with no relief.
8 " With vinegar they mock my thrift,
" They gave me gall for food ;
And fporting with my dying groans,
" They triumph in my blood.
9 " Shine into my diftrefTed foul,
" Let thy companions fave ;
" And tho' my flefh fink down todeath^
" Redeem it from the grave.
10 " I (hall arife to praife thy name,.
" Shall reign in worlds unknown,
" And thy falvation, O my God, ,
" Shall feat me on thy throne."
PSALM LXIX. Third part. Common metre.
Chrifis obedience and death : or, God glorified and Jin*
ners favcd.
1 "P A T H E R , I fmg thy wondrous grace*
X? I blefs my Saviour's name, -
He bought falvation for the poor,
And bore the finner's ihame.
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j 36 PSAL J LXIX.
2 His Jeep diftr J as high,
His dray an his
Fulfill 'J the law wh cb mortals broke,
And fniuVd all thy will.
3 His dying groans, his living longs
Shall better pleafe my God,
Than harp or trumpet':, folemn found,
Than goats or bullocks blood.
4 This iliall his humble followers fee,
And let their hearts at reft ;
They by his death draw near to thee.
And live for ever bbih
5 Let lic.iv'n and all that dwell on high
To God their voices raife,
While lands and leas afiift the fky,
And joia t' advance t-he pra .
6 Zion is thine, mod holy God ;
Thy Son mall bleis her gates :
And glory, purchas'd by his blood,
For thy own IlVa'l waits.
PSAL M LXIX. Firjl tart. Long metre.
Chrift's pajfion and Jitmcr* s fahi
I "T^V EEP in our hearts let us record
_L/ The deeper forrows of our Lord :
Behold the riling billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy foul.
2 In long complaints he fpends his ! r
While holts of hell, and pow'rs of death,
And all the Ions of malice join
To execute their curit delign.
3 Yet, gracious God, ihy pow'r and
Has made the curie a bJcflin
dreadful fu
Alon'd for lias which v :
PSALM LXIX. 137
4 The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honours of thy law reftor'd :
His forrows made thy juftice known>
And paid for follies not his own.
5 O for his fake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning finner live ;
The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor fhall our hope be turn'd to ihame,
PSALM LXTX. 7. &c. Second part. Long metre.
Chriji' 's faff" Wings and zeal,
1 ,rTH WAS for thy fake, eternal God,
X Thy Son fullain'd that heavy load
Of bafe reproach and fore difgrace,
And ihame defiPd his facred face.
2 The J^ws, his brethern and his kin,
Abus'd the man that check'd their fin :
"While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hate him, but witP.out a caufe.
3 [" My Father's houfe, faid he, was made
<rA place for worlhip, not for trade ;"
Then featuring all their gold and brafs,
He fcourg'd the merchants from the place,!
4 [Zeal for the temple of his God
Confum'd h's life, expos'd his blood ;
'Reproaches at thy glory thrown
He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.]
5 [His friends forfook, his followers Red,
While foes and arms furround his head ;
They curfe him with a fland'rous tongue,
And the falfe judge maintains the wrong,]
6 His life they load with hateful lies,
And charge his lips with blafphemies ;
They nail him to the (hameful tree ;
There hung the man that dy'd foE.me,
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j33 PSALM LXXI.
7 [Wretches, wiih hc.irts as hard as floncs,
J n rah hib piety and groans ;
Gall was the food they gave him there,
And mock'd his" thirlt with vinegar.]
S But Cod oeheld ; and from his throne
Marks out the men that hate his 3
Th< hand that raU'd him from the dead,
Shall pour the veng'ance on their head.
PSALM LXXI. 5—9. Fir} I
Tfj aged fxlnVi refaction and bote,
1 "1\ /I" Y God, my everlafting H<
J_VjL r iive upon thy trutli :
Thine hands have held my ..hi! Jhood up,
And ftreng'hend all my \outh.
2 M . pow'r,
all theie liml
A id from my mother's painful hour
I *ve been er.
3 StiU h.is m bonders £zzn
Repe • ear ;
B*ho! < my days that yet remain,
I tn.it then to thy care.
4 Caft me not off when ftrength declines,
hairs arife ;
And round me let thy glory Ihine
Whene'er thy (errant dies.
5 Then in the hifi'ry of my a.
When men 1
'\\ read thy love in <
In ev'ry line thy praile.
PSALMLXXI. 15, 14,16,23,2
■
1 T\ ft Y Saviour,
1VX Whw I k
PSALM LXXI. ix9
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace ?
•2 Thou art my everlafting truft,
Thy goodneis I adore \
And fince I knew thy graces firft,
I fpeak thy glories more.
My feet ihall travel all the length
Of the celeftia-1 road ,
And march with courage in thy ftrength
To fee my Father God.
When I am fi'llM with lore diftrefs
For iome furprizing im,
1*11 plead thy perfect righieoufnefs,
And mention none but thine.
How will my lips rejgice to tell
The vicVries of my King !
My foul, redeem'd from fin and hell,
Shall thy Salvation hng>
[My tongue fhall ail the day proclaim
My Savk>urand my God,
His death has brought my foes to fname,
And drown'd them in his blood. ]
Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs;
With this delightful fong
I'll entertain the darke;t hours,
Nor think the feaibn long.
PSALM LXXI. 17—21. Third part.
The aged Chriftiar^s pra\er andfong : or, Old age, death 7
ar.d the r.
I /"*1 O D of my childhood, and my youth;
VJT The guide of all my days.
I have declared thy heav'my truth,
And told thy wondrous ways.
1 4o PSALM LXXII.
2 Wilt thou forfake my hoary hairs,
And !crive my fainting heai l ?
Who (hall fuftain my linking years
If God my ftrength depart ?
3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim
To the furviving age.
And leave a favour of thy name
When I (hall quit the ftage.
4 The land of filence and of death
Attends my next remove ;
O may thefe poor remains of breath
Teach the wide world thy love \
Pause.
5 Thy righteoufnefs is deep and high,
Unfearchable thy deeds :
Thy glory fpreads beyond the iky,
And all my praii'c exceeds.
6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,
And oft endur'd th? grief:
But when thy hand has prefl me fore,
Thy grace was my relief.
1 By long experience have I known
Thy ibv'reign pow'r to lave ;
At thy command I venture down
Securely to the grave.
8 When I lye bury'd deep in dufr,
My flefh (hall be thy care ;
Thefe withering limbs with thee I trull
To raile them ltrong and fair.
psalm Lxxrr. /
brtfl.
i /^1 RF A T God, whofe univerfal fway
V_T The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give t h
Extend his pow'r, exalt his C.
PSALM LXXII. mi
2 Thy fceptre well becomes his hands,
All heav'n fubmits to his commands;
His juftice fnall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.
3 With pow'r he vindicates the juft,
And treads th' oppreffor in the dun;
His worfhip and his fear ihail lad,
Till hours, and years, and time be paft.
4 As rain on meadows newly mown,
So ihail he fend his influence down:
His grace on fainting fouls diftils,
Like heav'nly dew on thirity hiils.
5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The (hades of over-fpreading death,
Revive at his ftrft dawning light,
And defarts bloifom at the fight.
6 The faints fhati flourifn in his days,
Dreft in the robes of joy and praife ;
Peace, like'a river from his throne,.
Shall flow to nations yet unknown,
PSALM LXXII. Second ^ri.
Chriftys kingdo7u among the Gentiles.
1 JESUS fnall reign where'er the ilin
J Does his fucceffive journeys run ;
His kingdom flrelch from more to fhore,
Till moons Ihail wax and wane no more.
2 TBehold the iilinds with their kings,
And Europe her bed tribute brings ;
From North to South the princes meei
To pay their homage at his feet.
3 There Perna glorious to behold, ^ -
There India fhines in Eaftern gold ;
And barbarous nations at his word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. J
1 42 PSALM LXXIII.
4 For him (hall endlefs pray'r be made,
And praiks throng to crown his head ;
His name like fweet perfume (hall rile
With ev'ry morning facrifice.
5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on his love with iweeteft fong;.
And infant voices (hall proclaim
Their early bkflings on his name.
6 Blcflings abound where'er he reigns,
The prifoner leaps to lofe his chains ;
The weary find eternal reft,
And all the fons of want arebleft.
7 [Where he difplays his healing power,
Death and the curfe are known no more ;
In him the tribes of Adam boaft
More bieflings than their father loft.
8 Let ev'ry creature rife and bring,
Peculiar honours to our King;
Angels deicend with for.gs Sg^in,
And earth repeat the le
PSALM LXXIII. Firjl part. Com. metre.
Afflieii-d faints her
1 XTOW I'm ennvine'd, the Lcrd is k
X^ To men of heart fmcere ;
Yetortce my foolifli thought
And border'd ( :.
2 I griev'd to fee the wicked th
And fpoke with angry breath,
" How pleafant and pr ive !
u How peaceful is the
3 t; With well fed fiefh and haughty eyes
" They lay their fears to fleep ;
.- anil the heav'ns their I
" While faints in filence weep.
PSALM LXXIII. 143
4 " In vain I lift my hands to pray,
" And cleanfe my heart in vain,
" For I am thaften'd alJ the day,
" The night renews my pain.'7
5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints,
I felt my heart reprove;
" Sure I fha!l thus offend thy faints,
" And grieve the men I love."
6 But dill I found my doubts too hard,
The conflict too fevere,
TtJl I retir'd tofearchthy word,
And learn thyfecrets there.
7 There, as in fome prophetic glafs,
I faw the finners feet *
High mounted on a flippery place
Befide a fiery pit.
8 1 heard the wretch prophanely boaft,
Till at thy frowu he fell ;
His honours in a dream were loft,
And he awakes, in hell.
9 Lord, what an envious fool I was !
How like a thoughtlefs.beait !
Thus to fufpect thy promis'd grace,
And think the wicked bleft.
10 Yet I was kept from full defpair,
Upheld by power unknown;
That bleiTed hand that broke the fnare,
Shall guide me to thy throne.
PSALM LXXIII. 23—28. Second part.
Common metre.
G
God our portion here and hereafter,
OD, my fupporter, and my hope,
My help for ever near :
i44 P 9 ixxni.
Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When fink
2 Thy con 'hall ^uide my feet,
Thro1 1 liis dark wilden
Thine h.« me i;eai thy feat,
To dwe'l before thy face.
3 Were I inheav'n without my Cod,
'T would he nu joy to me;
And v. hi. l* this earth is my abode,
i long for none but thee.
4 What if the fprings of life were broke,
And flefh and heart fhouhJ faint,
God is my fouls eternal rock,
The flrength of ev'ry faint.
5 Behold, the fmners that remove
Far from thy prefencc die;
Not all the idol -gods they love,
Can fave them \shen they cry.
6 Eut to draw near to thee, my God,
Shall be my fweet employ ;
My tongue lh ill 'bur.d thy works abroad,
And tell the world my joy.
PSALM LXXIII. 22, 3,6, 17-20. Longmetre
The profpertty of fin tiers cur fed.
I T ORD, what a thoughtlefs wretch am I,
I a To mourn, and murmur, and repine)
To fee tKe wicked plac'd on hii
In pride and robes of honour (nine !
\ O their end, their dreadful end!
Thy fan&uary taught me fo :
On flippYy rocks I fee them (land,
And fiery billows roll b.
PSALM LXXIII. 145
3 Now let them hoafl how tall they rife,
I'll never envy them again,
There they may ftand with haughty eyes.
Till they plunge deep in endlefs pain.
4 Their fancy'd joys, how faft they flee !
Juft like a dream when man awakes ;
Their 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, 'tis enough that thon art mine,
My life, my portion, and my God.
PSALM LXXIII. Short metre.
The myftery of providence unfolded.
1 QURE there's a righteous God,
O Nor is religion vain :
Tho' men of vice may boaft aloud,
And men of grace complain.
2 I law the wicked rife,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools, with fcornful eyes,
In robes of honour fhine.
3 [Pamper'd with wanton eafe,
Their flefh looks full and fair,
Their wealth rolls in like flowing feas,
And grows without their care.
4 -Free from the plagues and pains
That pious fouls endure,
Thro' all their life oppremon reigns, k
And racks the humble poor.
5 Their impious tongues blafpheme
The everlafting God:
Their m.ilice bl ft the g^od man's name,
And Spreads their lies abr
N
iA6 P S A L M LXXIV.
6 But I, with flowing tears,
IndulgM my doubts to rife ;
" Is there ;i God tha: fees or hears
" The things below the flues ?"]
7 The tumults of my thought
Held me in hard fufpenlc,
Till to thy houfe my feet were brought
To learn thy ju (lice thence.
8 Thy word with light and pow'r
Did my mirtakes amend ;
I viewed finners' life before,
But here I learn'd their end.
9 On what a flippYy lleep
The thoughtlefs wretches go !
And, O ! that dreadful fiery deep
That waits their fall below !
io .Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine :
1 call my God my portion now,
And all my pow'rs are thine.
PSAL M LXXIV. Common metre.
i TTflLLGod for ever caft us off?
V V His wrath for ever fmokc
Againft the people of his love,
His little chofen Hock ?
2 Think of the t XZ^
With their Redeemer's blood;
Nor let th]
Alo : .'.
See what a widfc and fe
Is made within th; w .
PSALM LXXIV. 147
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and fang-,
Thy foes profanely roar ;
Over thy gates their enfign hang,
Sad tokens of their pow'r.
5 How are thy feats of worfhip broke !
They tear thy buildings down,
And he that deals the heaviett itroke
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to deflroy
Thy children in their neft ;
" Come, let us burn at once," they cry,
" The tecfple and the prieft."
*j And ftill, to heighten our diftrefs,
Thy prefence is withdrawn ;
Thy wonted iigns of pow'r and grace,
Thy pow'r -and grace, are gone.
8 No prophet fpeaks to calm our woes,
But all the eers mourn ;
There's not a foul amongft us knows
The time of thy return.
Pa use.
9 How long, eternal God, how long
Shall men of pride blafpheme ?
Shall faints be made their endlefs fong,
And bear immortal fhame ?
10 Canft thou for ever fit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd ?
And dill thy jealoufy forbear,
And /till with-hold thine hand ?
1 1 What ftrange deliv'rance haft thou fhowa
In ages long before ?
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didft divide the raging fca
By thy refill 1 els might,
■ N ?
P S A L M LXXV.
To rrfake thy tribes a wondrous way,
And then fecure their Might.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darknefs and the day ?
Didit not thou bid the morning fhine,
And mark the fun his way ?
14 Hath not thy pow'r fonn'd evYy coaft,
And let the earth its bounds,
With ia.iim^r's heat, anJ winter's froft,
In their perpetual rounds ?
F.5 And fhall the Tons of rarth and dud
That mcred pow'r blafpheme !
Will not thy hand, that iorm'd them firft,
Avenge thine injur 'a o
16 Thi?*k on th? cov';iant thou haft made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade,
And vex thy mourning dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jell ;
Plead thy own caufe, almighty God,
And give thjj reit.
P S A L M LXXV.
Power a n J government ft
Applied to the glorious Revolution by King Wil-
liam, or the happy acceflion of King George to
the throne.
1 npi O thee, mud Holy, and moll High,
X To thee we bring our thankful praife ;
Thy works declare thy name is nigh,
Thy works of wonder an
2 Britain was doom'd to be a flave ;
Her frame diifolv'd, her fears \
When God a new fupporter |
To bear the pillars ci" g
Id'j
PSALM LXXVI.
3 He from thy hand receiv'd his crown,
And fware to rule by wholeiome laws;
His foot ihall tread th,' opprelfor down,
His arm defend il$£ righteous caufe.
4 Let haughty finners fink their pride,
Nor lift io high their fcornful head ;
Bat lay their foolihh thoughts afide,
And own the king that God hath made.
5- Such honours never come by chance,
Nor do die winds promotion blow;
'Tis God, the Judge doth one advance^
'Tis God that lays another low.
6 No vain pretence to royal birth
L Shall fix a tyrant on the throne;
God, the great Sov'reign of the earth,.
Will rife, and make his juitice known.
I 7 f His hand holds out the dreadful cup
Of vengeance, mix'd with various plagues.
To make the wicked drink them up,
Wring out, and taite the bitter dregs.
8 Now fliall the Lord exalt the juft;
And while he tramples on the proud,
And lays their glory in the duft,
My lips fhaJJ ling his'praife aloud.]
P S A L M LXXVI.
Ifrael favedt and the AJTyriam deftroy'd: or, God's
• vengeance again/} his enemies proceeds from hu
cure of his church.
1 TNJudahGod of old, was known;
X His name in Ifrael's great,
In Salem flood his holy throne,
And Zion was his feat.
2 Among the pfaifes of his faints
His dwelling th^ere he chofe J.
N 3
ISO P S A L M LXXVT.
There he receiv'd their jpft complai
Againit their haughty I
3 From Zion went his dreadful word,
And broke the fhreat'ning fpcar,
The bow, the arrows, and the fword,
And crufli'd th' AlTyri.in war.
4 What arc the earth's wide kingdoms clfc,
But mighty hills of prey ?
The hill on which Jehovah dwells
Is glorious more than t1
5 'Twas Zion's king that ftopp'd the breath
Of captains and their banc's;
The men of might flept fait in d .
And never found their hands.
6 At .thy rebuke, O Jacob's God,
Both horfe and chariot
Who knows the terrors of thy red?
Thy ve:;g'ance, wno can tell?
; What pow'r can ftand before thy fight
ken once thy wrath appears ?
When heav n ihines round with dreadful
The earth lyes ftill and fears.
S When God, in his own fov'reign wa/s,
Comes down to lave th' op pre ft,
The wrath of man ihall work Id's r
And he'll reurjin the relt.
>w to the Lord, and tribute bi i
\ e princes, fear his frown :
His terrors ihakc the proudeft king,
And cuts an army down.
1 8 The thunder of his (harp rel
Our ' feci :
For I. hath not for.
PSALM LXXVIT. ij
PSALM LXXVII. Firflpart.
Melancholy ajfaulting, and kips prevailing.
i 'T^O God I cry'd, with mournful voice,
| f fought his gracious ear,
In the fad day when trouble rofe,
And fiil'd the night with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My foul refus'd relief:
I thought on God, the juft and wife,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and ilill oppreft,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbid rny refc,
And kept my eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming forrows grew,
'Till I could fpeak no more,
Then I within myielf withdrew,
And call'd tfiy judgments o'er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When I beheld thy face ;
My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes
That might with -hold thy grace.
6 I'call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind ?
His face appear no more ?
7 Will he for ever caft me off?
His-promife ever fail ?
Has he forgot his tender love ?'
Sh;.U auger ftill prevail ?
8 But I forbid this hopelefs thought,
This dark defpairing frame,
Rememhring what thy hand liatl
Thy haad £ fKH tlie fom?:
H
j 52 PSALM LXXVII.
9 I'll think again* of all thy w
And taik thy wonders o'er,
Thy wonders oi recov 'ring grace,
sn fleih could hope no more.
id Grace dwells with juitice on the throne ;
And m?n that love thy word
Have, in thr 'andtuary, known
The ccrunfels of the Lord.
PSALM LXX. .part.
■
ve re J j rim E^ypt, an.i brought to C< ■
' O W awful is thy chaiVning rod ?"
n cirldre".
The great, the wife, the dread; ul God !
" How holy is his way !"
2 I'Jl meditate his works of old :
The King that reigns above, »
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to trutl his love.
3 Long did the houfe of Joleph Iy
With Egypt's yoke op,
Long he deUy'd to hear their cry,
Nor gave his people ft
4 The fons of goo.' i.em'd
):s ;
Bui his almigh m'd
nation tha: he chofe.
5 Ifra'l his people and his ftecp,
where he c
He bi ' :o' the dec?>
A .
6 The God.
PS A L M LXXVrir. 153
Backward they fled, and frighted flood,
To make thine armies room.
7 Strange was thy journey thro' the fea,
■Thy footfteps, Lord, unknown;
Terrors attend the wond'rous way,
That brings thy mercies down.
8 [Thy voice, with terror in the found,
Thro' clouds and darknefs broke ;
All heav'n in lightning fhone around,
And earth with thunder fhook.
0 Thine arrows thro' the ikies were hurl'd \
How glorious is the Lord !
Surprize and trembling feiz'd the world,
And his own faints ador'd.
10 He gave them water from the rock;
And, fafe by Mofes' hand,
Thro' a dry defart led his flock
Home to the promis'd land.]
PSALM LXXVIII. Fvjlpart. Com. metre.
Providences of Gc J recorded ': or, Pious education and
injh -uc7 ion of children .
1 "¥* E T children hear the mighty deed?,
1 j Which God perform'd of old ;
Which in our younger years we law,
And which our fathers told.
2 He bids us make his glories known ;
His works of pow'r and grace ;
And we'll convey his wonders down
Thro' ev'ry riling race.
3 Our lips (hall tell them to our fons, "
And they again to theirs,
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.
ic4 P S A L M LXXVIH.
4 Thus fhall they learn in God alone
Their hope fecurely ftands,
That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practiie his commands.
PSALM LXX\ part. Com.
JfraeVs rebellion and punijhment : or, Tt
its of God's j
1 f~\ What a fliiTrebcIiious houfe
\J Was Jacob's ancient race !
Falfe to their own mod (olemn vows,
Av.A to their Maker's grace !
2 They broke ihecov'nant of his love,
And did his liws de:r
Forgot the works he wrought to prove
His pow'r before their eyes.
3 They faw the plagues on Egypt light,
Frona his avenging hand :
Wh M kens of his might
Spread o'er the llubborn land !
4 They faw hi:n cleave the mighty fea,
And march'd in fafety thro',
With • to guard their way,
Till they had Tcap'd the foe.
5 A wondrous pillar mark'd the road,
Compos'd offh.ide and I
y it prov'd a Ihelt'riug cloud,
A leading fire by night.
6 He from the rock their third fuppl) 'd ;
The guihing waters fell,
And ran in riVers by their fide,
A condant miracle.
7 Yet they pmvok'd the Liu moft high,
And dar'd dillrult hi* hand :
PSALM LXXVIJI. 155
" Can he with bread our hoit i'upply
•' Araidft : his de&rt land i"
8 The Lord wii !i indignation heard,
And caus'd his wrath to Hame ;
His terrors ever (land pr^pai 'd
To vindicace his name.
PSALM LXXVIII. Third part. Com metre.
ThA imjhment of luxury cmdtnh mpt ranee: or, Chajiife-
tnent and juration.
1 TTT HEN Ifra'I fins the Lord reproves,
V V And fills the"* hearts with dread ;
Yet he forgives ihe men he loves,
And fends them heav'nly bread.
2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand,
And made his treafures known ;
He gave the midnight-clouds command
To pour provifion down.
3 The manna, like a morning fliow'r,
Lay thick around their feet ;
The corn of heaven, fo light, fo pure,
As though 'twere angels meat.
4 Rut they, in murm'ring language faid,
" Manna is all our fealt ;
" We iothe this light, this airy bread ;
" We mufl have flefli to tafte.
5 ft Ye mall have flefii to pleafe your loft,*'
The Lord in wrath reply'd;
Ann fent them quails, like land, or duft,
Heap'd up from fide to fide.
6 He gave them all their own defire;
Ajad, greedy as they fed,
His vengeance burnt with fecret fire,
And fmote the rebels dead.
,;6 PSALM LXXVIII.
7 Wiien fome were (lain, the reft return'd,
And fought the Lord with tears;
Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd
Bat foon forgot their fears.
8 Oft he chaftis'dand (till forgave,
Till', by his gracious hand,
The nation he refolv'd to fave
PofTefs'd the promis'd land.
PSALM LXXVIII. i2,kc.Fcurtbj.
Long metre.
!:ng andfirghenefs .• cr, Sin puntjhed a •
faved.
i r^ R E A T God, how oft did Ifra'l prove,
VjT By turns, thine anger and thy love ?
There, in a glafs, our hearts may fee
How fickle and how falle they be.
2 How foon the faithlefs Jews forgot
The dreadful wonders God had wrought !
Then they provoke him to his face,
Nor fear his pow'r, nor truft his grace.
3 The Loi«d confum'd their years in pain,
And made their travels long and v
A tedious march through unknown ways
Wore out their ftrength, and fpent their
4 Oft, when they faw their brethren flaih,
They mourn'd, and fought the Lord again;
Call'd him the Rock of their abode,
Their high Redeemer, and their God.
5 Their pray'rs and vows before him ri.e,
is, or folemn lies,
While & . tempers prove
Falle to his cov'nant and his love.
PSALM LXXX. 157
His anger oft away he turn'd,
Or el fe with gentle flame it burn'd.
7 He faw their flefh was weak and frail,
He faw temptations ftill prevail :
The God of Abra'm lov'd them (Jill,
And led them, to his holy hill.
PSALM LXXX.
The Church's prayer under affliction : or, the vineyard
of God ivajied.
1 f^i RE AT Shepherd of thine Ifrael,
KJW Who didft between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chofen fheep,
Safe through the defart and the deep.
2 Thy church is in the defart now,
Shine from on high and guide us thro';
Turn us to thee, thy love reftore,
We (hall be fav'd, and figh no more.
3 Greit God, whom heav'nly hofts obey,
How long mail we lament and pi ay,
And wait in vain thy kind return ?
How long lhall thy fierce anger burn ?
4 Inltead of wine and chearful bread
Thy faints with their own tears are fed ;
Turn us to thee, thy love reftore,
We ihall be fav'd and figh no more.
P.AUSE f.
ill thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in Heathen lands?
Did not thy pow'r defend it round,
And heav'nly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did thefpreading branches fhoot,
And blefs the nations with the fruit ?
But now, dear Lord, look down and fee
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree,
O
'5
i5S PSALM LXXXT.
7 Why is its beauty thus defac'd ?
Why haft thou laid her fences wafte ?
Strangers and foes againft her join,
/ nd every beaft devours the I
S Return, almighty Cod, ret
Nor let thy hleeding>ineyard mourn :
Turn us to ihee, thy love re Pi ore,
We fhall be fav'd and figh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou waft its ftrength and glory |
Attack'd in vain by all its ;
'Till the fair Branch r.f pn
10 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to (hoot
From David's ftock, from Jacob's root;
HimfeJf a noble vine, 2nd we
The letter branches of the tree.
.0 1 ?Tis thy own Son : and he flia.ll ftand
Girt with thy ftrength at thy right-hand;
Thy firft-born Son, adorn'd and I
With pow'r and grace above the reit.
12 O ! for his fake attend our
Shine en the churches left they die;
Turn us to thee, thj love peftoxc,
We ihali be iliv'J and ligh no more.
PSALM LXXXI. [, R—i6\
1 QINTG to the Lord aloi
1^5 a joyful n^ :
Cod is -
cc.
** Prtl riliip cJem;
PSALM LXXXII. 159
«' I am the Lord who fet thee free
From flavery and fin.
3 " Stretch thy defires abroad,
M And I'll fupply them well ; j.
" But if ye will refufe your God,
«■ If I frail will rebel.
4 <( I'll leave them," faith the Lord3-
" To their own lufts a prey,
11 And let them run the dang'rous road,
** 'Tis their own chofen way.
5 " Yet O! that all my faints
" Would hearken to my voice !
" Soon I would eafe their fore complaints,
And bid their hearts rejoice.
6 " While I deftroy their foes,
" I'd richly feed my flock,
* And they fhould tafte the flream that flows
'* From their eternal Rock.
PSALM LXXXII.
God the Supreme Governor; or, Magljlrates warned,
1 A MONG th' afTemblies of the great,.
JLX A greater Ruler takes his feat ;
The God of heav'n as judge, furveys
Thofe gods on earth and all their ways.
2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ?
Or why fupport th' unrighteous caufe ?
When will ye once defend the poor,
That finners vex the faints no more ?
3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know;
Dark are die ways in which they go ;
Their name of earthly gods is vain,
For they lhall fall and die like men.
4 Arife, O Lord, and let thy Soiv
Poflefs his univerial throne,
O2
*■
i6o PSAL M LXXXm.
And rule the nations with his rod ;
He is gur Judge, and he our God.
PSALM LX\
A complaint againft pert
i AND will the God of grace
ii Perpetual Glenee keep?
The God of jufticc hold his pence,
And let his veng'ance fleep ? *
2 Behold what curfed mares
The men of mifchief fpread :
The men that hate thy faints and thee
Lift up their threat 'ning head.
3 Againft thy hiddden ones
Their counfels they employ,
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Purfues them to deftroy.
4 The noble and the bafe
Into thy paftures leap;
The lion and the ttupici afs
Coni'pire to vex thy fhecp.
5 " Come, let us join, they cry,
(( To root them from the ground,
" Till not the name of faints- remain,
" Nor mem'ry mall be found."
6 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind ;
Give them like fore/Is to the fire,
Or Rubble to the wind.
7 Convince their madnefs, Lord,
And make them leek thy name :
Or elfe their ftubborn rage confound,
That they may die in mamc.
S Then fhall Xhe nati
That glorious drea r
PSALM LXXXIV. 161-
Jehovah ; 'tis thy name alone,
And thou the fov'reign Lord,
PSALM LXXXIV. Firftpart. Longmetrer
The pleafure of public <worJJnp.
t T T OW pleafant, how divinely fair,
XI O Lord of hofts, thy dwellings are J
With long defire my fpirit faints
To meet th' aftemblies of thy faints.
2 My flc/h would reft in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God ;
My God, my king, why fhould I be
So far from all my joys and thee ?
3. The fparrow chufes where to reft,
And for her young provides her neft;
But will my God to fparfows grant
That pleafure which his children want?
4 Bleft are the faints who fit on high
Around thy throne of majefty;
Thy brighteft glories fhine above,
And all their work is praife and love.
5 Bleft are the fouls that find a place
Within the temple of thy grace ;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And feek thy face, and learn thy praife.
6 Bleft are the men whofe hearts are fet
To find the way to Zion's gate ;
God is their ftrength ; and thro' the road
They lean upon their helper God.
7 Chearful they walk with growing ftrength;
Till all fhallmeet in heav'n at length,
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worfhip there.
PSALM LXXXIV.
PSALM LXXXIV. SeSmdpaH. Long metre.
God and hi; church: orf Grace and glory.
1 f~^ REAT God, attend while Zlon Tings
VJT The joy that from thy prcfence fprings :
To fpend one day w^rh thee on earth
Exceeds a thoufand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meaneft place
Within thy houie, O God of grace,
Not tents of eafe, nor thrones of pow'r
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
5 God is our fun, he makes our
God is our fhicld, he guards our way
From all th' aflaults of hell and fin,
From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God beftow,
And crown tJm grace with glory too !
He gives us all things, sad with-holJs
No real good from upright (bills.
5 O God, our King, whofe fov 'reign fvvay
The glorious hods of heav'n obey,
And devils at thy prefence fke,
Blclt is the man that trufts in thee.
PSALM LXXXIV. u 4, 2, 3, 10.
Paraphrafed in Common metre.
chur.
? TV /T V foul, how lovely is the place
1VJL To which thy God reforts !
'Tis heav'n to fee bis nniling :'
Tlu/ thly courts.
2 There the rrrcat Monarch of the flues
His I
-.•aks in upon our
With
PSALM LXXXIV. iC'S
3 With his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove,
Defcends and fills the place,
While Chrift reveals his wondrous love,
And fheds abroad his grace.
4 There, mighty God, thy words declare
The fecrels of thy will ;
And ftill we feek thy mercy there,
And fing thy praifes ftill.
Pause.
5 My heart and flefh cry out for theCj
While far from thine abode;
When fha.ll I tread thy courts, and fee
My Saviour and my God ?
6 The fparrow builds herfelf a neft,
And fuffers no remove ;
O make me, like the fparrows, bleft3
To dwell but where I love.
y To fit one day beneath thine eye.
And hear thy gracious voice,
Exceeds a whole eternity
Employ 'd in carnal joys.
S Lord, at thy threfhold I would wait
While Jefus is within,
Rather than nil a throne of date,
Or live in tents of iin.
9 Could I command the fpacious land,
And the more bound lefs fea,
• For one blefl hour at thy right-hand
I'd give them both away.
? S A L M LXXXIV. As the 148th P/aim.
L°h'
Longing for the baitfe of God.
ORD of the worlds above,
low plea&nt and how fair
The dwellings of thy jeve,
Thv earthlv temples are !
i '4 PSALM LXXXIV.
T*b thine abode
My heart aijarcs,
With warm defires
To fee my GoJ.
2 The sparrow for her young
With pleafure feeks^aneft,
AnJ wand'ring fwallows long
To find their wonted re it :
My fptrit faints
With equal zeal,
To rife and dwell
Among thy faints.
3 O happy fouls that pray
Where God appoints to hear !
O happy men that pay
Their conftant fervice there ! -
They praife thee Hill ;
And happy they
That love the way
To Zion's hilL
4 They go from ftrength to ftrength;
Thro' this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heav'n appears.
0 glorious feat,
When God our King
Shall thither bring
Our willing feet !
P A V SE.
5 To fpend one facred day,
Where God and faints abide,
/uTords diviner joy
Than thoufand days befide :
Where God reforts,
1 love it more
CCp the door
inJ&ine in cod!
PSALM LXXXIV. :6y
^6 God is our fun and fhield,
Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands arc iiii'd,
We draw our bleffings thence :
He (hall beftow
On Jacob's race
Peculiar grace
And glorry too.
7 The Lord his people loves ;
His hand no good with -holds
From thofe his heart approves,
From pure and pious fouls ;
Thrice happy he,
O Gcd of holts,
Whofe fpirit trulls .
Alone in thee.
■
PSALM LXXXV,. i— S. Firjl part.
1 Waiting for an anfwer to prayer : or., Deliverance lf&
gun and cov.pleated.
i "1" ORD, thou haft cail'd thy grace to mind,
1 a Thou haft revers'd our heavy doom ;
So God forgave when Ifra'l fmn'd,
And brought his wandering captives home,
2 Thou ftlffi begun to fet us free,
And made thy tierceft wrath abate :
Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee,
And thy falvation be complete.
3 Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let thy faints in thee rejoice;
Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word;.
We wait for praife to tune our voice.
4 We wait to hear what God will fay ;
He'll fpeak, and give his people peace :
Bat let them run no more aftray,
Left his returning wrath increafe.
1 66 PSALM LXXXV.
PSALM LXXXV. 9> &c. Second part.
Salvation by Cbrifl.
1 Q ALVATiON is for ever nigh
O The fouls that fear and tru t the Lord :
And grace defcending from on high
Frefh hopes of glory ihall afford.
2 M.Tcy and truth on earth are met,
Since Chrilt the Lord came down from heav'n,
By his obedience (6 complete
Jullice ispleas'd, and peace is giv'n.
3 Now truth and honour (hall abound,
Religion dwell on earth again,
And heav'nly influence bleis the ground,
In our Redeemers gentle reign.
4 His'rig'htcoufnefs is gone before,
To give us free accefs to God :
Our wand'ring feet thill {tray no more,
But mark his Hep?, and keep the road.
PSALM LXXXVI. 8 13.
A general for.g of praije to I
MONG the princes, earthly gods,
There's none hath pow'r divine ;
Nor k their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations thou haft made fhall bring
Their off 'rings round thy throne:
For thou alone doft wond'rous things,
For thou art God alone.
>rd, L would walk with hoJy feet;
Teach me thine heav'nly ways,.
And ray poor fcatter'd thoughts unite
In God my Father's pra
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall thofe fweet wonders tell,
*A
PSALM LXXXVII. 167
How by thy grace my finking foul
Rofe from the deeps of helJ.
PSALM LXXXVII.
The clrurch the birth-place of the faints : or, Js*W* and
Gentiles united in the Chrijiian church,
1 /^ OD in his earthly temples lays
VJT Foundations for his heav'nly praife :
He likes the tents of Jacob well,
But frill in Zion loves ro dweU.
2 His mercy vifits ev'ry houfe
That pay their night and morning vows ;
But makes a more delightful flay
Where churches meet to praife and pray.
3 What glories were defcrib'd of old ?
What wonders are of Zion told 1
Thou city of our God below,
Thy fame (hall Tyre and Egypt know.
4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew,
Shall there begin their lives anew :
Angels and men fhall join to fing
The hill where living water fpring.
5 When God makes up his laft account
Of natives in his holy mount,
Twill be an honour to appear
As one new-born or nouriuYd there !
PSALM LXXXIX. Firflpart. Long metre.
The covenant made -with Chriji : -or, The true David.
1 T? O R ever fhall my fong record
Xj -The truth and mercy of the Lord.
Mercy and truth for ever (land
Like heav'n eilablifti'd by his hand.
2 Thus to his Son he fware, and faid,
*1 With thee my cov'nant firft is made j
P^ALM LXXXIX.
" In thee Qiall dying finners live,
" Glory and grace are thine to give.
3 " Be thou my prophet, thou my pried j
« Thy children fhai! be ever Weft ;
11 Thou art my chofen King ; thy throne
" Shall Itand eternal like my own.
4 " There's none of ail my fons above
" So much my image or my love;
11 Celeftial pow'rs thy fubjecls are,
V Then what can earth to thee compare ?
5 »« David, my fervant, whom I chofe
" To guard my flock, to crummy foes,
«' And raisM him to the Jewifh throne,
" Was but alhadow of my .Son."
6 Now let the church rejoice and ling,
Jefus her Saviour and her K :
Angels his heav'nly wonders I
And faints declare his works below.
PSALM LXXXfX. Firft pari. Com. me
The faithful: ?fs of God.
i "TV /T ^ never-ceafing fongs fhall fnow
xVl The mercies ofthe Lord ;
And make fucceeding ages know
How faithful is his word.
2 The facred truths his lips pronounce
Shall firm as heav'n er
And if he fpeak a proTnife on<
Th' eternal grace is fure.
3 How longthe r.icc of D^v'dlulJ
The piomisM Jewifh throne!
But there's a nobler cov nam .
To David'l greater Son.
4 I lis feed for ever5
A »J.
PSALM LXXXIX. 169
The meaneft fubjecl: of his grace
Shall to that glory rife.
5 Lord God of hofts, thy wondrous ways
Are fung by faints above ;
And faints on earth their honour raife
To thy unchanging love.
PSALM LXXXIX. 7, Sec. Second part.
T':e power a?id majefty of God : or, "Reverential wcrfiij? <,
1 TTt ITH rev'rence let the feints appear,
V V «&nd bow before the Lord,
His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How terrible thy glories be !
How bright thine armies mine I
Where is the pow'r that vies with thee ?
Or truth compared with thine ?
3 The northern pole and fouthern reft
On thy fupporting hand ;
Darknefs and day from eaft to weft
Move round at thy command.
4 Thy words the raging winds controul,
And rule the boiuVrous deep;
Thou mak'il: the fleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows fleep.
5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and fea are thine.
And the dark world of heli ;
' How did thine arm inveng'ance mine
When Egypt durft rebel !
6 Juftice and judgment are thy throne,
Yet wondrous is thy grace:
While truth and mercy join'd in one,
Invite us near thy face.
P
iyo PSALM LXXXIX.
PSALM LXXXIX. 15, &c. Third part.
AblefrJgoftel.
1 "O LEST are the fouls that hear and know
JD The gofpel's joyful found;
Peace fhall attend the path they go,
And light their fleps furround.
2 Their joy fhall bear their fpirits up
Thro' their Redeemer's name ;
His righteoufnefs exalts their hope,
Nor Satan dares condemn.
3 The Lord our glory and defence
Strength and falvation gives ! Vv
Ifra'l, thy King for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives.
PSALM LXXXIX. 19, Sec. Fourth fart.
Chriffs mediatorial kingdom.: or. Hit divine and human
not
1 T "I* EAR what the Lord in vifion faid
Jl~1 And made his mercy known :
Sinners, behold your help is laid
On my almighty Son.
2 Behold the man my wifdom chofe
Among your mortal nice;
His head my holy oil o'erflows,
The bpirit of my giacc.
£ Hi 9^1 (hall he rc'i^n on Davids throne,
My people's better King;
My arm ihalibeat his rival? down,
And dill new fubjecls bring.
4 Mj guard him in his way
mercy by hi
While ir r o* earth and fea,
He ihaJl in triumph ride.
P S A L M LXXXIX. ty*
5 Me for his Father and his God
He (hall for ever own,
Call me his Rock, his high Abode,
And I'll fupport my Son.
6 My nrit-born Son array'd in grace
At my right hand (hall lit ;
Beneath him angels know their place*
And monarchs at his feet.
7 My cov'nant (lands for ever fart,
My promiies are flrong ;
Firm as the heav'ns his throne mall 1 aft,
His feed endure as long.
PSALM LXXXIX. 3CV&C Fifth part.
The covenant of grace unchangeable ; or, Affliction with
out rejection.
i Y E T (failft tne Lord)' if David's race>
X The children of my Son,
Should break my laws, refufe my grace,
And tempt mine anger down.
2 Their fins I'll vifit with the rod,
And make their folly fmart ;
But I'll not ceafe to be their God,
Nor from my truth depart.
3 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke,
But keep my grace in mind ;
And what eternal Love hath fpoke,
Eternal Truth (hall bind.
4 Once have I fworn (I need no more)
And pledg'd my holinefs,
To feal the facred promife fure
To David and his race.
5 The fun fhall fee his offspring rife
And fpread from fea to fea,
P*
i72 PSALM LXXXIX.
Long as he travels round the ikies
To give the nations day.
6 Sure as the moon that rules the night
His kingdom fli.ill endure,
Till the fix'd laws of (hade and light
Shall be obferv'd no more.
PSALM LXXXIX. 47, Sec. Sixth part.
Long metre.
Mortality and hope.
A funeral Pfalm.
IV
How frail our life, how ihort the date \
Where is the man that draws his breath
Safe from difeafe, fecure from death ?
2 Lord, while we fee whole nations die,
Our fleih and fenfe repine and cry,
«' Muft death for ever rage and reign ?
"Or halt thou made mankind in vain ?
3 " Where is thy promife to the juft !
11 Are not thy fervants turn'd to dud !"
But faith forbids thefe mournful fighs,
And fees the ileeping duft arife.
4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day
Wipes the reproach of faints away,
And clears the honour of thy word ;
Awake our fouls and blefs the Lord.
PSALM LXXXTIX. 47, Sec. Loft part.
As the 113th Pialm.
Life, death, and the refurreSlion.
l r I -» pi INK, mighty God, on feeble man ;
JL Plow few his hours, how fhort his lpan f
Short from the cradle to the grave.
PSALM XC. X73
Who can fecure his vital breath
Againft. the bold demands of death,
With flail to fly, or pow'r to fave ?
2 Lord, fhall it be for ever faid,
" The race of man was only made
" F©r ficknefs, forrow, and the duft !"
Are not thy iervants day by day,
Sent to their graves, and turn'd to clay ?
Lord, where's thy kindnefs to the juft ?
3 Haft thou not promis'd to thy Son,
And all his feed a heav'nly crown ?
But flefti and fenfe indulge defp-;ir ;
For ever blelfed be the Lord,
That faith can read his holy word,
And find a refurrection there.
4 For ever bleffed be the Lord,
Who gives his faints a long reward,
For all their toil, reproach, and pain ;
Let all below and all above,
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love,
And each repeat their aloud Amen.
PSALM XC Long metre,
Man mortal^ and God eternal.
A mournful fong at a funeral,
i rT"THRO' ev'ry age, eternal God,
X Thou art our reft, our fafe abode :
High was thy throne e'er heav'n was mac?<r
Or earth thy humble footftool laid.
2 Long hadft thou reign'd e'er time began*
Or duft was fafhion'd to a man ;
And long thy kingdom fhall endure,
When earth and time mail be no more.
3 But man, weak man, is born to die; ,
Made up of guilt and vanity ;
P3
PSALM XC.
dreadful fentence, Lord, was julr,
" Return, ye Tinners, to your duft."
i thousand of our years amount <
Scarce to a day in thine account :
Like yefterday's departed light
Or the laft watch of ending night.}
Pause.
5 Death like an overflowing flream,
Sweeps us away • our life's a dream ;
An empty tale ; a morning flow'r
Cut down and wither'd in an hour.
6 [Our age to feventy years is fet ;
How jfhort the term ! bow frail the (bite :
And if to eighty we arrive,
We"rather figh and groan than live.
7 But O hew oft thy wrat!i appears,
And cuts off our expected years !
Thy wrath awakes our humble dread ;
We fear that pow'r that ftrikes us dead.]
8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ;
And kindly lengthen out our fpan,
Till a wife care of piety
JFk us to die, and dwell with thee.
PSALM XC. i — ;. Frrtpart. Common metre.
Man frails and God ett
: ^~\ UR God, our help in ages paft,,
\J Our hope for years to come,
Our (belter from the ftorqny blaft,
And our eternal home.
2 Under the (hadow of thy throne
Thy faints have dwelt feeure ;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our dcftrr.ee is fure.
PSALM XC. 175
3 Before the hills in order ftood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlafting thou art God,
To endlefs years the fame.
4 Thy word commands our flefii to daft,
" Return, ye fons of men ;"
All nations rofeTrom earth at firft,
And turn to earth again.
5; A thoufand ages in thy fight
Are like an evening gone :
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rifmg iun.
6 [The bufy tribes of flefh and blood
With all their lives and cares,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And loft in foll'wing years.
^ Time, like an ever-rolling ftream,
Bears all its fons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the op'nmg day.
8 Like flow'ry fields the nation ftand
Pleas'd with the morning light;
The flow'rs beneath the mower's hand
Ly withering ere 'tis night.]
9 Our God, our help in ages pa^l,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles laft,
And our eternal home.
PSALM XC. 8, ii, 9, 10, 12. Second pari.
Common metre.
Infirmities and mortality the efiecl of Jin : or, Lift, eld
aget and preparation for death,
I T OR..D, if thine eyes furvey our faults,
\ 1 Andjuftice grows feycre,
176 PS A t M XC.
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts
And burns beyond our fear.
2 Thine anger turns our frame to dull ;
By one offence lo thee,
Adam, trith all his ions, have loft
Their immortality.
3 Life, like a vain amufensen: files,
A fable or a fong ;
By fwift degrees our nature d<68,
Nor can our joys be long.
4 'Tis but a few v.hofe days amount
To threeicore years and ten ;
And all beyond that fhort account
Is forrow toil and pain.
c [Our vitals with laborious ftrife
Bear up the crazy load,
And drag thjfe poor remains of life
A lev; the tirefome road.]
6 Almighty God, reveal thy love,
And not thy wrath alone;
O let our fweet experience prove
The mercies of thy throne.
7 Our fouls would learn the heav'nly art
T' improve the hours we have,
That we may aft the wifer part,
And live beyond the grave.
PSALM XC. i;, &c. TKr+fi*rt. Com. metre.
1 TJ KTUR N, 0 God of love, return ;
X\* Earth is a tirefome place:
How longfhall we thy children mourn
Our abfence from thy face ?
2 Let hc.u'n focceed cur painful tjj
Let fin and forrow cca
PSALM XC. 177
And in proportion to our tears
So make our joys increafe.
3 Thy wonders to thy fervants fhow,.
Make thy own work complete,
Then fhall our fouls thy glory know,
And own thy love was great.
4 Then (hall we mine before thy throne
In all thy beauty, Lord;
And the poor fcrvice we have done
Meet a divine reward.
PSALM XC. 5, io, 12. Short metre.
The fraihy and Jhortntfs of life.,
1 T O RD, what a feeble piece
I a Is this our mortal frame r
Our life how poor a trifle 'tis,
That fcarce deferves the name \
2 Alas, the brittle clay
That built our body fir/l !
And ev'ry month and ev'ry day
'Tis mould'ring back to duft,
3 Our moments fly apace,
Nor will our minutes flay j
Juft like a flood our haft y days
Are fweeping us away.
4 Well, if our days muft fly,
We'll keep their end in light,
We'll fpend them all in wifdom's way,
And let them fpeed their flight.
5 They'll waft us foonero'er
This life's tempeftuous fea ;
Soon we ihall reach the peaceful fhore
Of bleft eternity^
178 P S A L M XCI.
PSALM XCI. 1—7. Firfl part. Long metre
', in public difejfes 4
1 T T E that hath made his refuge God,
XT. Sh ill find a :110ft fecure abode;
Shall walk all day beneath his fhade,
And ih. re at nighefaaf! reft his head.
2 Then will I fay, " My God, thy pow'r
" Shall be my fortre('-> and my low'r :
" I that am form'd of feeble duft
" Make thine almighty arm my truft."
3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care
Shall keep thee from the fowler's fnare,
Satan the fowler, who betrays
Unguarded fouls a thoufand ways.
4 Juft as a hen protects.her brood
From birds of prey that feek their blood,
Under her feather?, fothe Lord
Makes his own arm his people's guard.
5 If burning beams of noon confpire
To darta peltflential fire,
God is their life, his wings are fpread
To fhield them with an healthful {hade.
6* If vapours with malignant breath
Rife thick, and Hatter midnight death,
Ifra'l is fate : the poifon'd air
Crows pure if IfraePs God be there.
Pause.
7 What tho' a thoufand at thy fide,
At thy right hand ten thoufand dy'd,
Thy God his chofen people faves
Among ft the dead, amidil the graves.
8 So when he fenthis angel d<
Te make his wrath in Egypt kn
PSALM XCI. 179
And flew their {oris, his careful eye
Paft all the doors of Jacob by.
9 But if the fire, or plague, or fword,
Receive commiffion from the Lord
To ilrike his faints among the re^.
Their very pains and deaths are bleft.
10 The fword, the peftilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfil their bed defire ;
From fins and ibrrows fet them free,
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee.
PSALM XCI. 9—6. Second part. Com. metre.
Protection from death, guard of angels, victory and
deliverance*
1 "\T E fons of men, a feeble race ;
X Expcs'd to ev'ry fnare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try, and truft his care.
2 No ill (liali enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And fweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raife his faints on high.
3 He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all your ways;
To watch your pillow while youfleep,
And guard your happy days.
4 Their hands mail bear you, left you fall
And: dafn againft the ftones :
Are they not fervants at his call,
And fent t' attend his fons ?
5 Adders and lions ye fhall tread;
The tempter's wiles defeat ;
He that hath broke the ferpent's head
Puts him beneath vour feet.
i$o PSALM XCII.
* 6 M Becaufe on me they fet their love,
11 I'll fave them, (faith the Lord)
11 I'll bear their joyful fouls above
" Deflruclion, and thefword.
7 " My grace fhall anfwer when they call ;
u In trouble I'll be nigh:
" My pow'r fhall help them when they fall,
\:A raifc them when they die.
S " Thofe that on earth my name have known
i: I'll honour them in heavn:
" There my falvation fhall be fhown,
" And endlefs life be giv'n.
PSALM XCII. Fir/1 f^art.
Si Pf aim for the Lord* s day,
i QjWEET is the work, my God, my King,
£5 To praife thy name, give thanks and fing ;
To /hew thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
2 Sweet is the day of facred red,
No mortal cares fhall feize my bread ;
O may my heart in tune be found
Like David's harp of folemn found !
3 My heart mail triumph in my Lord,
And blefs his works and blefs his word ;
Thy works of grace how bright they fhine I
How deep thy counfels! how divine!
4 Fools never raife their thoughts fo high ;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die;
Like grafs they fiourilli, till thy breath
Blaft them in everiaiting death.
5 But I fl»all fhare a glorious part
When grace hath well refin'd my heart,
And frelli fupplics of joy are fhed
Like holy oil to chear my head.
PSALM XCII. i,8 1
6 Sin (my word enemy before)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes (hall all be (lain,
Nor Satan break my peace again.
7 Then fhall I fee, and hear, and know,
All I deiir'd or wiih below ;
And ev'ry pow'r find tweet employ
In that eternal world of- joy.
PSALM XCII. 12, "&c. Second part.
The church is the garden of God.
~i "1 ORD, 'tis a pleafant thing to Hand
1 a In gardens planted by thine hand j
Let me within thy courts be feen '
Like a young cedar frelh and green.
2 There grow thy faints in faith and love.
Bleft with thine influence from above :
Not Lebanon, with all its trees,
Yields fuch a comely fight as thefe.
3 The plants of grace fhall ever live :
(Nature decays but grace muft thrive)
Time, that doth all things elfe impair,
Still makes them flourim ftrong and fair,
4 Laden with fruits of age they' (hew,
The Lord is holy, juft and true ;
None that attend his gates fhall find
A God unfaithful or unkind.
PSALM XCITI. ift metre. As the iooth Pfafo;
The eterrial and Sovereign God.
1 T'EHOVAH reigns ; He dwells in light,
j Girded with majeity and might :
Th? world, created by his hands,
Still on its firft foundation ftands.
2 But e'er this fpacious world was made;
Or had its firft foundations laid,
PSALM XCIII.
Thy throne eternal ages flood,
Thy felf the ever-living God.
3 Like floods the angry nalior
And aim »heir rage again!) the ikies;
Vain floods, that aim their rage fo nigh !
At thy rebuke the billows die.
4 For ever lhall thy throne endure ;
Thy promiie ftands for ever lure ;
And everlafting holinefs
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
PSALM XCIII. 2d Metre. AsiheoId5othPfalm.
I rT^ HE Lord of glory reigns : he reigns on high ;
X His robes ofilateare ilrcngth and majeUy :
This wide creation role at his command,
Built by his word, and 'ihiblilh'd by his hand :
Long flood his throne ere he began creation,
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation.
2 God is th' eternal King : thy foes in ?
Tlaife their rebellion to confound thy rt
In vain the dorms, in vain the floods arife,
And roar, and tofs their waves againft the Ikies;
Foaming at heav'n they rage with wild comn
.But heav'n's high arches fcorn the twitting
3 Ye tempefb, rage no more ; ye 8<
And the mail world fubmiffive to his will :
Built < i, his chutch mud ever (land j
Firm are his pi hand :
See his own ions when 'hey a]
Bow a
PSALM XCIII. 5d metre. ^ the old 12:
i T"^ H E
head wiUi awful glories crowii'd j
PSALM XCIV. 183
Array'd in robes of light,
Begirt with fov'reign might,
And ray s of maj e ft y around .
2 Upheld by thy commands
The world fecurely fbands ;
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 vain the noify croud,
Like billows fierce and loud,
Againft thine empire rage and roar ;
Io vain with angry fpite
The furly nations fight,
And dafh like waves againft the fhore. -
4 Let floods and nations rage,
And all their pow'rs engage,
Let fwelling tides affault the fky,
The terrors of thy frown
Shill beat their madnefs down;
Thy throne for ever (lands on high. 1
5 Thy promifes are true,
Thy grace is ever new ;
There fix'd thy church fhall ne'er remove :
Thy faints with holy fear
Shall in thy courts appear,
And fmg thine everlafting love.
Repeat the fourth ft anza to complete the tune.
PSALM XCIV. 1, 2, 7—14. Firft part.
Slants ch aft i fed) and firmer s deftroyed : or% Inftruttive
afflictions.
1 f~\ God, to whom revenge belongs3
\J Proclaim thy wrath aloud ;
Let fov'reign pow'r redrefs our wrongs, .
Let jufti^e fmite the proud.
j&4. PSALM XCIV.
2 They fay, " The Lord nor fees nor hears."
When will the fools be I
Can he be deat who form'd their ears ?
Or Mind who made their eyes ?
g lie knows their impious thought are vain,
And thei flrili feel his r
• His wrath (hall pierce their fouls with pain
In fome iurprizing hour.
4 But if thy faints deferve rebuke,
Tiioa han. a gentler rod ;
Thy providences and thy bor>A-
Shall make them know their God.
5 Blefl is the man thy hands chaftife,
An<i to hi^ duty draw :
Thy fcourges make thy children wife,
\v hen they forget thy law.
6 But Cod will ne'er end off his faints,
Nt>r his own promife break ;
He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer's fake.
PSALM XCIV. 16—23. Second part.
Cod our Jupport and cotnfort : cr, Deliverance frcv:
temptation and perfection.
1 "T XT HO will arife and plead my right
VV Againfl my num'rous foes,
While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppofe ?
2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,
Suftain'd my fainting head,
My life had now in filence dwelt,
My foul amongft the dead.
3 " Alas ! my Aiding feet !" I cry'd.
Thy promife was ray prop ;
PSA L'M XCV. 185
Thy grace flood cOnftant by my fide,
T!iy Spirit bore me up.
4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts
Within my bofom roll,
Thy boundlefs love forgives my faults,
Thy comforts chear my foul.
5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rife,
And frame pernicious laws ;
But God, my refuge, rules the fkies,
He will defend my caufe.
6 Let malice vent her rage aloud,
Let bold blafphemers feoff;
The Lord our God fhall judge the proud,
And cut the fmners oft.
PSALM XCV. Common metre,.
A pfalm before prayer.
1 Q INGto the Lord Jehovah's name,
O And in Jiis itrength rejoice ;
When his falvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
2 With thanks approach his awful fight, .
And pfalms of honour fmg ;
The Lord's a God of boundlefs might.
The whole creation's king.
3 -Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures feem,
Thofe gods on high, and gods below,
When once compar'd with him.
4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lfes in his fpacious haiid ;
He fix'd the fens what bounds to keep3 ,
And where £he hills mult fland.
5 Corne,and with humble fouls adore,,.
Come, kneel before his face;
Q 5
i86 PSALM XCV..
0 may the creatures of his pow'r
Be children of his grace !
6 Now is the time ; he bends his ear,
And waits for your requeft ;
Come, left he rouze his wrath, and fwear,
« Ye (hall not fee my reft."
PSALM XCV. Short metre.
j4 pfahn before fir
1 /*~N OME, found his praife abroad,
V^/ And hymns of ^glory fmg :
Jehovah is the fovereign God,
The univerfal king.
2 He fonn'u the deeps unknown ;
He gave the feas their bound ;
The wat'ry worlds are all his own,
And all the folid ground.
3 Come, worfhip at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord :
We are his works, and not our own,
He form'd us by his word.
4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod ;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
5 But if yGsr ears refufe
The language of hi? gr.ice,
And hearts grow hard like ftubborn Jews,
That unbelieving race.
6 The Lori, in venpfance dieft,
Wilt lift his h*nd. and I
«c You that defpiie my promkM reft,
portion there."
P S*A L M CXV. 187
PSALM XCV. 1,2,3,6—11. Longmetre.
Canaan loft through unbelief; or> A 'warning to delay-
ing Jinners...
1 y^iOME, let our voices join to raite
V^/ A facred fong of folemn praife ;
God is a fov'reign King : rehearfe
His honours in. exalted verfe.,
2 Come, let our fouls addrefs the Lord,
Who fram'd our natures with his word ;
He is our fhepherd ; we the (heep
His mercy chofe, his paftures keep.
3 Come let us hear his voice to-day,
The counfeis of his love obey ;
Nor let our harden'd hearts renew
The fins and plagues that Ifra'lknew.
4 Tfra'l, that faw his works of grace,
Yet tempt their Maker to his face ;
A faithlefs unbelieving brood,
That tir'd,the patience of their God.
5 Thus, faith the Lord, " How falfe they prove !.
" Forget my pow'r ; abufe my love ;
•' Since they defpife my reft, I fwear,
<l Their feet man* never enter there."
6 [Look back, my foul, with holy dread,
And view. thofe ancient rebels dead;
Attend I he offer'd grace to-day,
Nor lofe the blefllng by delay.
7 Seize the kind promife, while it waits,
And march to Zion*s heav'nly gates;
Believe and- take the promis'd reft:
Obey, and be for ever bleft.] *
PSALM XCVI. 1, 10, &c. Common metre.
Chaffs firfl and fecond coming,
I QING to the Lord, ye diflant lands,
O Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue
,33 PSA t M XCVI.
His new difcover'd grace demands
A new and nobler long.
2 Say to the nations, Jefus reigns,
God> own almighty Son ;
His power the Pn .! fuflains,
And grace furrounds his throne.
3 Let heav'n proclaim the jo\ ful da}',
Joy thro' the earth be i'een ;
Let cities mine in bright array,
And fields in chearful gre.n.
4 Let an unufual joy fin-prize
The iflands of the fea :
Ye mountains fink, ye vallies rife,
Prepare the Lord his way.
5 Behold he comes, he comes to bJefs
The nations as their God ;
To mew the world his rightcoufnefs,
And fend his truth abroad.
6 But when his voice {hall raife the dead, .
And bid the world draw near,
How will the guilty nations dread,
To fee their Judge appear r
PSALM XCVI. Asthe n5thpfalm.
1 T E T all the earth their voices raife,
t 1 j To fing the choice!) pfalm of ;
To fing and blefs Jehovah's name :
His glory let the heathens know,
His wonders to the nations (how,
And all his faring works proclaim.
2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord?
The word ring nations read thy v.
In Britain is JerK".
Our worfhrp (Kali no more be paid
To gods which m have made j
rCJod alone,
P S.A L M XCVII. iS?
3 He fram'd the globe, he built the fky,
He made the fhining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there :
His beams are majefty and light ;
His beauties how divinely bright !
His temple how divinely fair-!
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth fhall feel his favingpow'r,
And barb'rous nations fear his name ! .
Then mail the race of man confefs
The beauty of his holinefs,
And in his courts his grace proclaim.
PS ALM XCVII. 1—5. Fir/} part.
Chrljl reigning in heaven, and coming to judgment*
1 TJ E reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns!
XjL Praile him in evangelic (trains:
Let the whole earth in fongs rejoice,
And diftant iflands join their voice-,
2 Deep are his counfels and unknown ;
But grace and truth fupport his throne 5
Tho' gloomy clouds his way furround,
Juftice is their eternal ground.
-5 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes,
Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs *
Before him burns devouring fire ,
The mountains melt, the feas retire,
+ His enemies, with fore difmay,
FJy from the fight, and fhim the day ;
Then lift your heads, ye faints, on higlv
And fing, for your redemption's nigh.
PSALM XCVII. 6—9 Second part.
Chrijl's incar?iation.
H E Lord is come; the heav'ns proclaim
is birth; the nations learn his name :
TH]
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190 PSALM XCVil.
An unknown fbr directs the road
Of eaflern fages to their God
2 All ye bright armies of the flues,
Go, vorfhip where the Saviour' lyes
Angels and kings befcre him
Thofe gods on high, and gods below,
3 Let idols totter to the ground,
And their own worfhippers confound :
But Judah fhout, but Zion ting,
And earth confefs her fov'reign King.
PSALM XCVIL Third part.
Grace ar.d gkry.
1 f I * H1 Almighty reigns exalted high
X O'er all the earth, o'er all the fky;
Though clouds and darknefsveil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-feat.
2 O ye that love his holy name,
Hate ev'ry work of fin and foame :
He guards the fouls of all his friends,
And from the fnares of hell defends.
3 Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the faints in darknefsfown ;
Thofe glorious feeds mail fpring and rife,
And the bright haryeft bids our eyes.
4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The facred honours of the Lord,
None but the foul that -feels his grace
Can triumph in his holinefs.
PSALM XCVIL 1,3,5—7, 11. Com. metre.
ChrifCs incarnation and !
I "\7" E iflands of the northern fea
X Rejoice, the Saviour reigns :
PSAL M XCV11I. 191
His word like fire prepares his way,
And mountains melt to plains.
2 His prefence finks the proudeft hills,
And makes the valleys rife :
The humble foul enjoys his fmiles,
The haughty fmnerdies.
3 The heav'ns his rightful pow'r proc/aim ;
The idol gods around
Fill their own worlliippers with (hame,
And totter to the ground.
4 Adoring angels at his birth
Make the Redeemer known;
Thus mail he come to judge the earth,
And angels guard his throne.
5 His foes (hall tremble at his fight,
And hills and leas retire:
His children take their unknown flight,
And leave the world in fire.
6 The feeds of joy and glory fown
For faints in darknefs here,
Shall rife and fpring in worlds unknown
And a rich harveit bear.
PSALM XCVIII. FirJ}part.
Praifefcr the go/pel.
1 f~|H O our al might yMaker, God,
X New honours be addreft;
His great ialvation fhines abroad,
And makes the nations bleft.
2 He fpake the word to Abrah'm firft,
His truth fulfils the grace ;
The Gentiles make his na:ne their truft,
And learn his righteoufeefs.
it2 P S A L M XCVIII.
3 Let the whole earth Ills love proclaim
With al! her difT'rent tongues;
And fpread the honours of his name
In melody and Tongs.
PSALM XCVIII. Second part.
The Meffiatfs coming and kingdom,
i T O Y to the world ; the Lord is come ;
J Let the earth receive her King ;
Letev'ry heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature fing.
2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns;
Let men their fongs employ ;
While fields and floods, rocks^ hills and plains
Repeat the founding joy.
3 No more let fins and forrows grow,
Nor thorns infeft the ground ;
He comes to make his bleflings flow
Far as the curfe is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteoufnefs,
And wonders of his love.
PSALM XCIX. Firfl part.
Ch rift's kingdom at.
1 rT1 HE God, Jehovah, reigns,
I Let all the nations fear;
Let finners tremble at his throne,
And faints be humbled there.
2 Jefus the Saviour reigns,
Let earth adore its Lord ;
bright cherubs his attendants ftand,
Swift to fulfil his word.
PSALM XCIX. i$>3
3 In Zion is his throng,
His honours are divine ;
His church mall make his wonders known,
For there his glories mine.
4 How holy is his name ! ,
How terrible his praife !
Juftice and truth, and judgment join,
In all his works of* grace.
PSALM XCIX. Second part.
A holy God nvorjbipped nvith reverence,
1 "T""""" XALT the Lord our God,
m a And worfhip at his feet:
His nature is all holinefs,
And mercy is his feat.
2 When Ifra'l was his church,
When Aaron was his prieft,
When Mofes cry'd, when Samuel pray'd,
He gave his people reft. «
a Oft he forgave their fins,
Nor would deftroy their race; $
And oft he made his veng'ance known
When they abus'd his grace.
4 Exalt the Lord^our God,
Whofe grace is ftill the fame;
Still he's a God of holinefs,
And jealous for his name.
PSALM C . Fir ft metre . A plain trarjlation.
Praife to our Creator.
i "\J E nations round the earth, rejoice
•*■ Before the Lord, your fov'reign king;
i Serve him w;rh chearful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his gtory f ng»
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194 P S A L M C.
2 The Lord Is God : 'tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give :
We are his work, and not our own ;
The iheep that on his paftures live.
3 Enter his gates with fongs of joy,
With praifes to his courts repair ;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind,
Great is his grace, his mercy fure ;
And the whole race of men, ihall find
His truth from age to age endure.
PSALM C . Second metre. A paraphraft.
■s
ING to the Lord with joyful voice,
Let ev'ry land his name adore ;
The Britifh ifles (hall fend the noife
Acrofs the ocean to the fhore.
2 Nations attend before his throne
With folemn fear, with facred joy:
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, he can deftroy.
3 His fov'rcign pow'r without our aid
Made us of clay, and formed us men :
And when, like wand'ring iheep, we ftray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.
4 We are his people, we his care,
Our fouls, and all our mortal frame;
Wfiat lafting honours fhall we rear,
Almighty Maker to thy name ?
5 We'll crcud thy gates v.;.th thankful fongs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raifc ;
And earth, with her ten thoufandtongues,
l fill thy courts with founding praife.
PSALM CI. j9S
Wide as the world is thy command,
Vaft as eternity thy Jove ;
Firm as a rock thy truth muft (land,
When roliing years ihall ceafe to move,
PSALM CI. Long metre.
A pfalm for magijlrate t .
1 1\ /JT ERCY and judgment are my (bng;
_L YX And fmce they both to thee belong,
My gracious God, my righteous King,
To thee my fongs and vows I bring.
2 If I am rais'd to bear the (word,
I'll take my countels from thy word; «
Thy jultice and thy heav nly grace
Shall be the pattern of my ways.
3 Let wifdom all my actions guide,.
And let my God with me refuie ;
No wicked thing lhall dwell with rae^
Which may provoke thy jealoui'y.
4 No fons of dander, rage and (trife,
Shall be companions of my life ;
The haughty look, the heart of pride
Within my doors ihall ne'er abide.
5 [I'll fearch the land, and raife the juft
To pofts of honour, wealth and truth ;
The men that work thy holy will
Shall be my friends and fav'rkes full.]
6 In vain (hall tinners hope to rile
By flatt'ring or malicious lies ;
And while-die innocent I guard,
The bold offenders (han't be fpar'd.
7 The impious crew (that factious, band)
Shall hide their heads or quit the land;
And all that break the public reft,
Where I have pow'r (hall be fuppreft.
196 PSALM CI.
PSALM CI. Common metre.
A pf aim for if tnajlcr of a family.
i /~\ Fjuttice and of grace I fmg,
\J And pay my God mv vows :
Thy grace and juftice, hcav'nly king,
TeacJ^me to rule my houfe.
2 Now to my .tent, O God, repair,
And make thy fervant wife :
I'll fuffcr nothing near me there
That dull offend thine eyes.
3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong
By falfnood or by force,
The fcornful eye, the fland'rous tongue,
I'll thtirft them from my doors.
% 1*11 feek the faithful and the juft,
And will their help enjoy,
Thefe are the friends that I ftiall truft,
The fervants I'll employ.
5 The wretch, that deals in fly deceit,
PIT not endure a night :
The liar's tongue I ever hate»
And banifti from my fight.
6 I'll purge my family around,
And make the wicked flee ;
So (hall my houfe be ever found
A dwelling fit for thee.
PSALM CII. i— 13, 20,21. Firf part. Com. mclrs
A prayer of the afflicled.
1 T T EAR me, O God, nor hide thy face,
JLJL But anfwer, left I die :
Haft thou not built a throne of grace
To hear when finners cry ?
1 My days are wafted like the fmoke
DifTolving in the air :
loke
PSALM CII. 197
My ftrength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And finking in defpair.
3 My fpirits flag, like withering grafs
Burnt with exceffive heat :
In fecret groans my minutes pafs,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on fome lonely building's top
The fparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I fit and grieve alone.
5 My foul is like a wildernefs,
Where beafts of midnight howl :
There the fad raven finds her place,
And there the fcreaming owl.
6 Dark difmal thoughts, and boding fears,
Dwell in my troubled bread :
While fharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my ipirit reft.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repaft :
My daily bread like afhes grows
Unpleafant to my tafte.
8 Senfe can afford no real joy
To fouls that feel thy frown ;
Lord, 'twas thy hand advanc'd me high,
Thy hand hath caft me down.
q My looks like wither'd leaves appear,
And life's declining light
Grows faint as ev'ning fhadows are,
That vaniih into night.
10 But thou for ever art the fame,
O my eternal God ;
Ages to come ihail know thy name,
And fpread thy works abroad ,
R3
i?8 PSALM CII.
1 1 Thou wilt arife, and ihew thy face,
Nor will my Lord de'ay
Beyond th' appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day
12 He hears his faints he knows their cry,
And by myfterious ways
Redeems the pris'ner doom'd to die>
And fills their tongues with praiie.
PSALM -CII. 13—21. Second part. Com. metre.
Prayer heard, ar.d Zion rejiorcd.
i T E T Zion and her fons rejoice,
1- j Heboid the pronuVd hour!
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t* exalt his pow'r.
2 Her cjuft and ruins that remain
Are precious in our cv
Tbofe ruins (ball be built again*
And all that duft lhail riie.
3 The Lord will rat fe Jerufalem,
And ltand in glory there :
Nations mall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
A He fits a fovVeign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes:
He hears the dying prisners groan,
And fees their fighs ariic.
5 He frees the fouls condemn'd to death,
And when his faints complain,
It (han't be faid, «< That praying breath
«' Was ever fpent in vain."
6 This fliall be known when we are dead,
And left I rd,
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trult, and prajfi the Lord-.
PSALM CII. i99
PSALM CII. 23 — 28. Third part. Long metre.
Man's mortality , and Chrift's eternity : or, ' Saints diey
but Cbrijl and the church live.
, 1 T T is the Lord our Saviour's hand
X Weakens our ftrengrh amidft the race :
Difeafe and death at his command
Arreft us, and cut ihort our days,
1 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray*
Nor let our fun go down at noon :
Thy years are one eternal day,
And mu't thy children die fo foon ?
3 Yet in the midft of death and grief,
This thought our forrow (hall affuage ;
" Our Father and our Saviour live :
" Chridis the fame thro' evrry age.'*
4 'Twas he this earth's foundations laid;
Heav'n is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, thefe heav'ns ihall fade*
And all be ch mg'd at his command,
5 The Itarry curtains of the iky
Like garments fhall be laid afide ;
But (till thy thr.me (lands firm and high,;.
Thy church for ever mu ft abide.
6 Before thy face thy church lhall live,
And on thy throne thy children reign ;
This dying world ihall- they furvive,
And the dead faints be rais'd again*
PSALM CIII. 1—7. Brflpart. Long metre,
.Blefmg God for his goodnefs to foul and body.
l T) LESS, Omy foul, the living God;
J3 Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad^
Let all the pow'rs within me join
In work and worihip fo divine,.
m psalm cm.
2 Blefs. O my foul, the God of grace,
His favours claim, the highest praile :
Why uVuil 1 the wonders he hath wrought
Be loft in lilence, and forgot ?
3 'Tis he, my foul, that fent his Son
To die for crimes which thdu haft done;
He o\ms the ranfom, and furgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the piins that nature feels;
Redeems the fou] from hell, and iY
Our wafting life from threat'ning graves.
5 Our youth decay'd his pow'r repairs ;
His mercy crowns our growing years :
He fatisfies our mouth with good,
And fills our hopes with heav'n'y food.
6 He fees th' oppreflbr and th' oppreft,
And often gives the fuffrers reft ;
"Bat will his juftice more difplay
In the laft great rewarding day.
7 [His pow'rhe fhew'd by Mofes' hands,
And gave to Ifra'l his comm.t
But fei.t his truth aud mercy djwn
To all the nations by his Son.
8 Let the whole earth his pow'r confefs ;
Let the whole earth adore his grace ;
The Gentile with the few fhall join
In work and worlhip fo divine. J
.
PSALM CIII. 8— 1 3. Second part.
Long metre.
Cod's gentle ch aft ij cine fit : or> His tender mer
I r a ^ HE Lord, how wond'rous are his ways !
JL How firm his truth ! how large his grace J
PSALM CIII. act
He takes his mercv for his ihrone,
And thence he makes his glories known. \
Not half fo high his pow'r hath fpread,
The (tarry heav'ns above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our prane,
Exceeds the higheil hopes we raife.
Not half fo far hath nature plac'd N ^
The rifing morning from the wed,
As^his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of thofe he loves.
How flowly doth his wrath arife !
On fwifter wings falvation flies :
And if he lets his anger burn,
How foon his frowns to pity turn !
Amidit his wrath companion mines ;
His ftrokes are lighter than our fins ;
And while his rod corrects his faints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
. So fathers their young fons chaftife,
With gentle hands and melting eyes :
The children weep beneath the fmart,
And move the pity of their heart.
Pause.
1 The mighty God, the wife and juft.
Knows that our frame is iecble dull,
And will no heavy loads impofe
Beyond the ftrength that he bellows.
) He knows how foon our nature dies,
Blafted by ev'ry wind that flies ;
Like grafs we fpring, and die as foon,
Or morning flow'rs that fade at noon.
) But his eternal love is fure
To all the faints, and ihall endure ;
From age to age his truth ihall reign,
Nor childrens children hope in vain.
:o2 PSALM CIII.
PSALM CIII. 1—7. Firji part. Shcrt metre.
Praife for fpiritual and ' teviporal Twrciss.
1 /"V Bless the Lord, my foul j
\^J Lee nil within me join,
And aid my tongue to blefs his name,
Whole favours are divine.
2 0 blefs the Lord, my foul;
Nor let his mercies lye
Forgotten in unthankfulnefs;
And without praifesdie.
3 'Tis he forgives thy fins,
'Tis he relieves thy pain,
'Tis he that heals thy fickneifes,
And makes thee y^ung again.
4 He crowns thy life with loves,
When ranfom'd from the grave;
He that redeem'd my foul from hell,
Hath fov'reign pow'r to lave.
5 He fills the poor with good,
He gives the fufFrers re^ ;
The Lord hath judgments for the proud*
And juftice for th' opprelt.
6 His wond'rous works and
He made by Moles known ;
But fent the world his truth aud grace,
By his beloved §on.
PSALM CIII. 8 — if \ Shortmetre
Abounding companion of G' in tbe midjl of
I "TV/T Y foul, repeat his praife,
XVJL Whole mercies are io great ;
Whofe anger is io How to rife,
So ready to abate.
P S A L M CIII. 203
2 God will not always chide;
And when his ftrokes are felt,
His ftrokes are fewer lhan our crimes,
And lighter than oar guilt.
3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our higheft thoughts exceed.
4 His pow'r fubdues our fins,
And his forgiving love, ' -
Far as the eaft is from the weft,
Doth all our guilt remove.
5 The pity of the Lord
To' thofe that fear his name,
. Is fuch as tender parents feel :
He knows our feeble frame.
6 He knows we are but duft,
* Scatter'dwith ev'ry breath;
His anger, like arifmg wind,
Can fend us fwift to death.
7 Our days are as the grafs,
Or like the morning flow'r ;
If one fharp blaft fweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
8 But thy companions, Lord,
To endlefs years endure ;
And childrens children ever find
Thy words of promife fure.
PSALM CHI. 19—22. Thirdpart. Short metre.
God's unherfal dominion : or, A?igels praife the Lord.
1 rT^ HE Lord, thefov'reigr. king,
X Hath fix'd his throne on high ;
O'er all the heav'nly worlds he rules,
And all beneath the Iky.
204 PSALM CIV.
2 Yc angels great in might,
And fwift to do his will ;
Blefs ye the Lord, whole voice ye hear,
Whole pleafure ye fulfil.
3 Let the bright h< lis who wait
The orders of their King,
And guard his churches when they pray,
Join In thepraifc they fing.
4 While all his wond'rous works
Thro' his vail kingdom fhew
Their Maker's glory, thou, my foul,
Shalt fing his graces too.
PSALM CIV.
The glory of God in creation and providence,
1 1\ /T Y foul thy great Creator praife;
X. V A When cloth'd in his celeftiai rays
He in full majefty appears,
And, like a robe his glory wears.
Note, Thit Pfalm may he Jung to the time oJTth Old
112th or i2Jth Pfalm, by adding thefe t-wo lines t§
every Jlav.za, viz.
Great is the Lord ; what tongue c*n frame
An equal horour to his name .;
Othernvife it mufl befung as the 1 00/ A Pfalm.
2 The heav'ns ar-: for his curtains lj read,
Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed:
Clouds are hfs chariot, when he flies
On winged ftorms a-crofs the ikies.
3 Angels, whom his own bre.uh infpTres,
His minifters are flaming fires;
And fwift as thought their nnies move
To bear his veng'ance or his love. '•
4 The world's foundations by his hind
Arc poVd and ihall for ever ft
PSALM CIV.
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Left it mould drown the earth again.
5 When earth was cover'd with the flood.
Which high above the mountains ftood.
He thander'd, and the ocean fled,
Confin'd to its appointed bed.
6 The fwelling billows know their bound,
And in their channels walk their round ;
Yet thence conveyed by fecret veins,
They fpring on hills, and drench the plains.
7 He bids the cryftal fountains flow,
And chear the valleys as they go ;
Tame heifers there their third allay,
' And for the flream wild afles bray.
8 From pleafant trees which made the brink.
The lark and linnet light: to drink ;
Their fongs the lark and linnet, raife,
And chide ourfilence in his praife.
Pause I.
9 God, from his cloudy ciPiern, pours
On the parch'd earth enriching fhow'rs :
The grove, the garden, and the field,
Athoufandjoyful bleilings yield.
io He makes the graffy food arife.
And gives the cattle large fupplies;
With herbs for man, of various pow'r,
To nourifh nature, or to cure.
1 1 What noble fruit the vines produce !
The olive yields a mining juice ;
Our hearts are chear'd with gen' rous wine,
Wiih -inward jf>y bur faces (nine.
12 O blefs his name, ye Britons, fed
With nature's chfef iupporier. bread :
While bread your vital ftreBgth imparts,
Serve him with vigour in your hearts.
S
206 PSALM CIV.
PAUSt II.
13 Behold the (lately cedar Hands
Rais'd in thcfprelb by his ha
Birds to the boughs for flieltcr fly,
And build their nefts fecure on high.
14 To craggy hills afcend the goat;
And at the airy mountains I
The feebler creatures make their cell ;
He gives them wifdom where to dwell.
1 5 He fets the fun his circling race,
Appoints the moon to change her face;
Ai:d when tirck darknefs veils the
Calls out wild Wafts to hunt their ;
16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad,
And roaring afk their meat from God;
But when the morning-beams arife
The Tavage bead to covert flies.
1 7 Then man to daily labour goes ;
The night was made for his repofe^
Sleep is thy gift, that fweet relief
From tirefometoil and wading grief.
18 How ftrange thy works ! how great thy fkill !
And ev'ry land thy riches fill:
Thy wifdom round the world we fee,
This fpacious earth is full of thee.
-zo Nor Iei% thy glories in the deep,
Where fiih in millions fwimand creep,
With wondrous motions, fwift or flow,
Still wand'ringin the paths below.
20 There -hYips d\\
And flocks of fcaly mor.flers play;
There dwells the huge Lcvratfiaft,
And foams and fports in fpite of man.
Pausf III.
2 1 Vaft are thy v | . rd,
All nature refts upon thy word,
PSALM CV. 257
And the whole race of creatures ftands,
Waiting their portion from thy hands.
22 While each receives his diil'rent food,
Their chearful looks pronounce it good ;
Eagles and bears, and whales and worms,
Rejoice and praife in different forms.
23 But when thy face is hid they mourn*
And dving to their dufi return;
Both man and bead their fouls refign ;
Life, breath, and fpirit, all is thine.
24 Yet thou can ft Threat he gtj dult again,
And fill the world with be aits and men ;
A word of thy creating breath
Repaires the wailes oi' time and death.
25 His works, the wonders of his might,
Arehonour'd with his own delight:
How awful are his glorious ways !
The Lord is dreadful in his praife.
26 The earth ftands trembling at thy ftroke.
And at thy touch the mountains fmoke ;
Yet humble fouls may fee thy face,
And tell their wants to fov'reign grace.
27 Tn thee my hopes and wiflies meet,
And make my meditations fweet;
Thy praifes (hall my breath employ,
- Till it expire in endiefs joy^
28 While haughty fmners die accurft, ^
Their glory bury'd in their duft,
I to my God, my heav'nly king,
Immortal hallelujahs fing.
PSALM CV. Abridged.
God' j- conduft of Ifrael> and the plagues of Egypt ,
1 ^\ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name,
VT And tell the world his grace j
S 2
2o3 PSALM CV.
Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame.
That all may feek his :..
2 HiscovV he kept in mind
For n
To nr.
Id equal force ilia.ll lull.
3 Ke fware to Abra'm and his feed,
And made the blc
Gentiles the antient promifc read,
: End his truth eiu
4 " Thy feed fball mike all nations bled,"
(laid the Almighty voice)
M And Canaan's land (hall i>e their reft,
** The type of heav'uly
5 [How large the grant ! how rich the grace !
To give them Canaan's land,
When they were Grangers in the place,
A little feeble band !
6 Like pilgrims thro* the countries round
Securely they remov'd ;
A^nd haughty king?, that on them frown'd,
Severely he reprov'd.
7 " Touch mine anointed, and my arm
M Shall foon revenge the wrong;
<< The man that does my prophets harm,
" Shall know their God is ilrong."
8 Then let the. wUfirlear its t4ge%
Nor put the church in fear :
JfrcCl mujl live through cvry age,
Aid be thy Almighty s care.']
Pause I.
o When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the faints,
And thus prcvok'd their God,
Mofes was fent at their i
Arm'd trith his dreadful rod.
PSALM CV. 2c9
10 He call'd for darknels, darknefs came
Like an overwhelming flood :
He turn'd each lake and ev'ry dream
To lakes and ftreams of blood.
11 He gave the fign, and noifome flies
Thro' the whole country fpread ;
And frogs, in croaking armies, rife
About the monarch's bed.
12 Thro' fields, and towns, and palaces,
The ten-fold vengeance flew :
Locufcs in fwarms devour'd their trees,
And hail their cattle flew.
13 Then by an angel's midnight ftroke,
The flower of Egypt dy'd ;
The ftrength of ev'ry houie was broke,
Their glory and their pride.
14 No-vj let the world forbear its rage.
Nor put the church in fear :
JJra'l mtif live thro1 ev'ry age,
Slnd he th' Almighty' V care.
Pause II.
15 Thus were the tribes from bondage brought3„
And left the hated ground;
Each fome Egyptian lpoik had got,
And not one feeble found.
16 The Lord himdlf chofe out their way5
And markM their journies right,
Gave them a leading cloud by day,
A fiery guide by night.
17 They third; and waters from the rock
In rich abundance flow,
And following (till the courfe they toob
Ran all the defart thro'.
O wondrous flream 1 O bleffed type
Of ever-flowing grace 1
S 3.
PSALM C
.rift our rock maintains our life
Thro* all this wildernefs.
1 9 Thus guarded by th' Almighty's hand,
The choftn tribes polfeft
Canaan the rich, the promis'd land,
And there enjoyed their reft.
;o Then lei th nvirld forbear its •
• .nonnctr her fear r
Jfra'l mujl live thro n'r-
Almighty! s c
PSALM CVI. i — $. Firjl part. Long metre
Prai
i rT^ O God the great, the ever blefs'd,
X Let fongs of honour be addrefV d :
His mercy firm for ever Hands ;
Give him the thanks his love demands.
2 Who kttows the wonders of thy ways ?
Who (hall fulfill thy boundlefs praife ?
Bleft are the fouls that fear thee ftil!,
And pay their duty to thy will.
j Remember what thy mercy did
For Jacob's race, thy chofen feed j
And with the fame falvation blefs
The meaneii fuppliant of thy grace.
4 O may I fee thy tribes rejoice,
And aid their triumphs with my voice '.
This is my glory, Lord, to be
Join'd to thy faints, and near to thee.
PSALM CVI. Second part. 7,8,12—14,43 — 48.
Short metre.
. and pardoned: or, God's ut\ I
1 /^t OD of eternal love,
VJJ 11- ;'S !
PSA L. M CVII. 2Pi
And yet how oft did Ifra'I prove
Thy conftancy of grace !
2 They faw thy wonders wrought,
And then thy praife they fung ;
But foon thy works of pow'r forgot,
And murmur'4 with their tongue.
3 Now they believe his word, *
While rocks with rivers flow ;
Now with their iuft provoke the Lord,
And he reduc'd them low.
4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults,
He hearken'd to tlftir groans,
Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts,
And call'cl them (till his fons.
5 Their names were in his book,
He fav'd them from their foes :,
Oft he chart is'd but ne'er forfook
The people that he chofe.
6 Let In-a^ blefs the Lord,
Who lov'd their ancient r2ce ;
And Ciiriilians join the folemn word
Amen> to all the praife.
PSAL M CVII. Firftpart.
Ifrael lid to Canaan, and CbriJJians to heaven.
1 /^i I V E thanks to God, he reigns above,
VjT Kind are his thoughts, his name is love,
His mercy ages pait have known,
And ages long to come, ihall own.
2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of his grace record ;
Ifra'l the nation whom he chofe,
And refcu'd from their mighty foes.
3 [When God's almighty arm had broke
Their fetters a#d th* Egyptian yoke3.
2r2 P S A L M cvir.
They trae'd the defart wand'riug round
A wild and iblit.ii
4 There they could find no leading road,
Nor city for a ij
Nor food nor fountain to afluage
Their burning thiril, or hunger's rage.]
5 In their diftrefs to God they cry'd,
God was their iaviour and their guide ;
He led their march far ttand'ring round,.
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground,.
6 Thus when our firft relea!e we gain
From fm's old yoke, and Satan's chain,
"We have this defart world lo
A dang'rous and a tirefome p. ace. *
7 He feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footiteps left w :
He guards us with a pow'rful hand,
And brings us to the heav'idy laud.
8 O let the faints with joy record !
The truth and goodness of the Lo^d !
How p.reat his works! how kind nil
Lei: ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife.
, ' PSALM CYII. S^rJ part.
Correction fir fin, and rekafe by prayer.
I XT' ROM age to age exalt his name,
\ God and h;s grace are (till the fame :
He fills the hungry foul with food,
And feeds the poor with ev'ry good.
.2 But if their hearts rebel and rife
Againlt that God that rules the fides,
If they reje<5t his heav nly word,
And flight the counfels of the Lord.
3: He'll bring their fpirits to the ground,
And no deiiv'rer Jhail be found j
P S A L M CVII. 2T.3
Laden with grief they wafte their breath
In darknefs and the ihades of death.
4 Then to the Lord they raife their cries,
He makes the dawning light arife,
And fearers ail that diihial (hade,
That hung fo heavy round their head,
5 He cuts the bars of brafs in two,
And Jets the fouling pris'ner thro' ;.
Takes off the load of guilt and grief,
And gives the lab'ring foul relief.
6 0 may the ions of men record
The wondrous goodnefs of the Lord !
How great his works ! how kind his ways I
Let ev'ry to^ue pronounce his praife.
PSALM CVII. Third part,
Intempjra?ice puni/J?ed and pardoned : or, A pfalm for
the glutton and drunkard.
i TTAIN man, on fooliih pleafures bent,
V Prepares for his own punifhment :
What pains, what lothfeme maladies,.
From luxury and iuft arife !
2 The drunkard feels his vitals wafte,
Yet drowns his health to pleafe his tafte ;
Till all his a&ive pow'rs are loll, /
' And fainting Kfe draws near the duft.
3 The glutton groans, and loaths to eat>
His foul abhors delicious meat ;
Nature with heavy loads opprefs'd
Would yield to death to be releas'd.
4 Then how the frighted fmners fly
To God for help with earned cry !
He hears their groans, prolongs their breath,
And faves them from approaching death.
5 No med'eines could effect the cure
So quick, fo eafy, or fo lure :
2r4 PSALM CVII.
The deadly fentence God repeals,
fends his foVreigT) word and he
. f the fons of men record
fa of the Loi
And let their th.mkfa! ofPrin^s prove
How they adore i. I love.
LM CVII. J ' Long metre.
ance from forms andfhip^ureck: cr, The
1 TT7 O U LD you behold the w
VV H;s wonders in the worfd abroad ?
Go with the mariners, and truce
The unknown regions of the fe is.
2 They leave their native lhores be!.
feize the favour of the wind;
Till God command, and tempers rife,
That heave the ocean to the ikies.
3 Now to the hcav'nsjthey mount amain,
Now fink to dreadful deeps again ;
What ftrange affrights young failorsfeel, -
, And like a daggering drunkard reel !
a When land is far, and death is nigh,
Loft to all hope, to G< .
His mercy hear? their loud addrefs,
And fends falvation in di
5 He bids the wind-, their wrath affuage,
The furious waves forget their rage ;
'Tis calm : and jailors fmile to fee
The haven where they wiih'd l
6 O may the fons of men record
H ondrous goodnefs of the Lord !
Let them their private ofprings bring.
And in :he church his glory flng.
P S A I M CVII. 215
'SALM CVII. Fourth {art. Common metre.
The mariner's pfaim.
TH Y works of glory . mighty Lord,
Thy wonders in the deeps,
The Tons of coinage frail record,
Who trade in floating (hips.
i At thy command the winds srife,
And fwell the tow'ring waves;
The men. aftoniih'd, mount the ikies,
And link in gaping graves.
\ [Again they climb the warry hills,
And plunge in deeps again*;
Each like a tett'ring drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain,
ij. Frighted to hear the temped roar,
They pant with flutt'ring breath,
And hopelefs of thediftant mere,
Expect immediate deaih.]
5 Then to the Lord they raife their cries,
He hears the loud requeft,
And orders filence thro' the ikies,
And lays the floods to reft.
6 Sailors rejoice to lofe their fears,
And fee the ftorm allay'd :
Now co their eyes the port appears;
There let their vows be paid.
7 Tis God that brings them fafe to land
Let (lupid mortals kr
That waves are under his command,
. And all the winds that blow.
8 O.that the ions of men would praife
Inefs of the Lord!
And thofe that fee thy wondrous ways
Thy wondrous love record.
2i6 PSALM CV1I.
PSALM CVII. Laflfmi.
Colonics planted: or, Nations lie fed and punifoed.
A pfalm for New England.
i TT THEN God, provok'd with daring crimes,
VV Scourges the madnefs of the times,
He turns their fields to barren fand,
And dries the rivers from the land.
2 His word can raife the fprings again,
And make the wither'd mountains green,
Send fhow'ry blefiings from the fkies,
And harvefts in the defart rife.
3 [Where nothing dwelt but beads of prey,
Or men as fierce and wild as they ;
He bids th' oppreft and poor repair,
And build them towns and cities there.
4 They fow the fields, and trees they plant,
Whofe yearly fruit i'upplies their want*
Their race grows up from fruitful fiocks,
Their wealth incr^afes with their flocks.
5 Thus they are bleft : but if they fin,
He lets the Heathen nations in,
A lavage crew :nvades their hinds,
Their princes die by barbVous hands.
-M to fcorn,
Wander unpity'd and forlorn :
The country lyes unfcncM, untili'd,
And defolation fprcads tiie field.
7 Yctifthe humbled nation mnurn?,
ill his dreadful hand he turns;
Again he makes their cltks thrive,
And bids the dying churches
8 The righteous v
PSALM CIX. 317
And tongues of athcifts fhall no more
Blafpheme the God that iaints adore,
o How few with pious care record
Thefe wondrous dealings of the Lord:
But wife observers ftill ihall find
The Lord is holy, juit, and kind.
PSALM CIX. 1—5, 31.
Love to enemies froiu the exa?nple o/Chrifi,
G
O D of my mercy and my praife,
Thy glory is my fong :
Tho' finners i'peakagainlt thy grace
With a blafpheming tongue.
When in the form of mortal man
Thy Son on earth was found,
With cruel (landers falie and vain,
They compafs'd him around.
The'r mis'ries his companion move,
Their peace he ftill purfu'd :
They render hatred for his love,
And evil for his good.
Their malice rag'd without a caufe,
Yet with his dying breath.
He pray'd for murderers on his crofs,
And blellhis foes in death.
Lrrd, fhall thy bright example fhine
In vain before m) eyes ?
Give me a foul a-kin to thine,
To love mine enemies.
The Lord fhall on my fide engage?
d in my Saviour's name
I fhall defeat their pride and rage
Who ilander and condemn.
T
5i8 P S A L M CX.
PSALM CX. Long metre.
ChriJI exalted^ and in trteiti or, The ficcefi
cfthegifpcl.
i *T« H US the eternal Father fpake
X To Chrift the Son : " Afcend and fit
" At my right hand, till I (hall make
" Thy foes fubmifovcat thy feet.
2 u From Zion fhall 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 fliall fhew thy pov.'r is great,
" When faints ftiatl flock with wi|ling-minds,
" And finners croud thy temple-gate,
" Where holinefs in beauty fliines."
4 O blefTcd pow'r ! O glorlou!
What a large vieVry fliall enfuc !
And converts who thy grace obey,
Exceed the drops of morning dew.
PSALM CX. Siccnd part. Long metre.
The kingdom and priefth.ood of Chrijl.
H U Sthe great Lord of earth and fea
T
Spake to his7 Son, and thus he fwore :
*' Eternal (hall thy priefthood be,
" And change from hand to hand no more.
" Aaron and all his fons muft die :
u But everlaftinglife i . thine,
M To fave for ever thofc that fly
Al For refuge from the wrath divine.
"By me Mclchifedec wra's made
irtfe a king and ^rieit at once;
Prieft, (halt plead,
alt rule my d
PSAL ll CX. 219
4 jefus the Fiieft afcends his throne.
While coimiels of eternal peace,
Between the Father and the Son,
Proceed with honour and fuccefs.
5 Thro' the whole earth his reign (hall fpread,
And cruih the pow'rs, that dare rebel ;
Then fhall he judge the riling dead,
And lend the guilty world to hell.
6 Tho' while he treads his glorious war,
He drinks the cup of tears and blood,'
Tha fufFrings of that dreadful day
Shall but advance him near to God.
PSAL M CX. Common metre.
CkriJV i kingdom and pfiefitood,
1 TESUS, our Lord, afcend thy throne,
J And near thy Father fit :
In Zion fhali thy pow'r be known,
And make thy foes fubmit.
2 What wonders fhall thy gofpel do !
Thy converts fhall furpafs
The num'rous drops of morning- dew.
And own thy fov'rtlgn grace.
3 God hath p: onoune'd a firm decree,
Nor changes what he fwcre ;
u Eternal fhall thy priefthood be,
" When Aaron is no more,
4. " Melchifedec that wondrous prieftj
" That king of high degree,
u That holy man, who Abra'm bleft, -
" Was bat a type of thee."
fus our Pried for ever lives,
To plead for U3 above :
Jefus our King for ever gives
The bleffines of his love.
T-2
mo PSALM CXI.
6 God fha.ll exalt his glorious he:iJ,
.! rone maintain,
Shall itrike the powers and princes dead
■ i dare oppofe his rei<
PSALM CXI. Fir/} :
The nvifdoffi ofG - vrkf.
1 C O N G S of immortal praife bclong-
t^3 To my almighty God :
H_» has my heart, and he my tongue,
To fpread his name abroad.
2 How great the works his hind has wrought !
How glorious in our fight !
And men in ev'ry age have fought
His wonders with (lelight.
3 How moft exact is nature's frame!
How wife th' Etc:
His counfels never change the fcheme
That" his firft thoughts dcfign'd.
When he redeem'd his chofen fons,
He fi>:'d his covenant fure :
T!it orders that his lips pronounce
To endlefs ye«ir:> endure.
j Nature and time, and earth
Thy heav'nly fkill proc'.
What ih?Jl we. do to make us wife,
but learn to read thy name I
6 To fe2r thy pow'r, to truil thy gr..c;>
Is our divineft (kill ;
And he's the wifeft of our race
That belt obeys thy will.
P S A L M CXI. *::n.i part.
The perfeOiMt of God.
i f*\ R E A T is ve Lord, his works of might
V ~J Demand our nobleft fongs :
PSALM CXII. i
Let his aflembled faints unite
Their harmony of tongues.
2 Great is the mercy of the Lord,
He gives his children food ;
And, ever mindful of his word,
He makes his promife good,
3- His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To feal his cov'nant fure :
Holy. and rev'rend is his name,
His ways are juft and pure.
4. They that .would grow divinely wife,
Muft with his fear begin ;
Our faireft proof of knowledge lyes
In hating ev'ry fin.
PSALM CXII. As the 113th Pfalm.
The blejings of the liber' a I ifian.
1 1 fT"* HAT man is bleft who ftands in awe
I Of God, and loves his facred law :
His feed on earth (hall be renown'd ;
His houfe the feat of wealth, (hall be
An inexhaufied treafury,
And with fucceffive honours crown'd,
2 His lib'ral favours he extends,
To fome he gives, to others lends ;
A gen'rous pity fills his mind :
Yet what his charity impairs,
He gives by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's juft to all mankind.
5- His hands, while they his alms beftow'd;
His glory's future harveit fow'd :
The fweet remembrance of the juft,
Like a green root, revives and bears
A train of bleffings for his heirs,
When dying nature fleeps in duft,
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psalm cxir.
4 Befetwith threat 'ning dangers round,
Unmov'd (hali lie maintain his ground :
His conference holds his courage up :
The foul that's iill'd with virtue's light,
vShincs hrighleil in affliction's night ;
And fees in darfcnefs beams of ho^ e.
Pause.
5 [111 tidings never can furprize
His heart, that hV J on God relies,
Tho' waves and tempefts roar around :
Safe on the rock he fits, and fees
The fhipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd*
6 The wicked (hall his triumph, fee,
And gnalh their teeth in agony,
To lind their expectations croft ;
They and their envy, pride and fpite,
Sink down to everlafting night,
And all their names in darknefs loft.]
PSALM CXII. Long metre.
Ths bhjwgs of the pious and charitable.
1 T I ^HRICE happy man who fears the Lord,
JL Loves his commands, and trulls his word ;
Honour and peace his days attend,
And blefTings to his feed defcend.
2 Compaffion dwells upon his mind,
To works of mercy ftill inclin'd :
He lends the poor fome prefent aid,
Or gives them, not to be repaid.
3 "When times grow dark, and tidings fpreaJ,
That fill his neighbours round with dread,
His heart is arm'd againll the fear,
For God with all his pow'r is there.
4 His foul well fix'd upon the Lord, '
Draws hsav'tfly courage from h'n w
PSALM CXIII. 223
Amidft the darknefs light fhall rife, .
Tc chear his heart, and blefs his eyes,.
5 He hath difpers' J his alms abroad,
His works are dill before his God;
His name on earth mail long remain,
While envious finners fret in vain.
PSALM CXII. Common metre.
Liberality rewarded.
1 T T A P P Y is he that fears the Lord,
JL Jl And follows his commands,
Who lends the poor without reward,
Or gives with lib'ral hands.
2 As pity dwells within his bread
To all the fons of need ;
So God (hall anfwer his requeft.
With bleffings on his feed.
3. No evil tidings fhall furprize
His well-eftablifh'd mind ;
His foul to God, his refuge, flies^
And leaves his fears behind,
4 In times of general didrefs
Some beams of light fhall fhine,
To fhew the world his righteoufnefs.
And give him peace divine.
j His works of piety and love
Remain before the Lord :
Honour on earth and joys above
Shall be his fure reward.
PSALM CXIII. Proper tune,
The 77iajej}y ajid condefceiifion of God.
E that delight to ferve the Lord,
The honours of his name record^
His facred name for eyer blefs : .
Y
224 PSALM CXIIL
Where'er the circling fun difplays
His rifmg beams, or letting r
Let lands and feas his pow'r confefs.
2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds,
Can give his valt dominion bounds ;
The heav'ns are far above his height:
Let no created greatnefs dare
With our eternal God compare,
ArmM with his uncreated might.
3 He bows his glorious head to view
What the bright hofts of angels do,
And bends his care to mortal things ;
His fov'rcign 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 bleflings of an heir
To refcue their expiring name ;
The mother, with a thankful voice,
Proclaims his praifes and her joys :
Let ev'ry age advance his fame.
PSALM CXIII. Long metre.
God fovercign and gracious,
1 "XT E fervants of th' almighty King,
X In ev'ry age his praifes fmg ;
Where'er the fun (hall rife or fet,
The nations mall his praife repeat.
2 Above the earth, beyond the fky,
Stands his high throne of mijeliy ;
Nor time nor place his pow'r reflrain,
Nor bound his univerfal reign.
3 Which of the fons of A lam dare,
Or angels, with their Cod compare ?
PSALM CXIV. 22$
His glories how divinely bright,.
Who dwells in uncreated light !
4 Behold his love, he ftoops to view
What feints above and angels do ;
And condefccnds yet more to know
The mean affairs of men below.
5 From dull and cottages obfcure
His grace exalts the humble poor;
Gives them the honour of his ions,
And fits them for their heav'nly thrones*
6 [A word of his creating voice
Can make the barren houfe rejoice r
Tho' Sarah's ninety years were paft,
The promis'd feed is born at la It.
7 With joy the mother views her fon,
And tells the wonders God has done :
Faith may growftrong when fenfe defpairs;
If nature fails the promife bears, j
PSA LM CXIV.
Miracles attending IfraePs journey.
WHEN IfraU freed from Pharaoh's hand>
Left the proud tyrant and his laud,
The tribes with chearful homage own
Their King, and Judah was his throne.
2 A crofs the deep their journey lay ;
The deep divides to make them way ;
Jordan beheld their march, and fled
With backward current to his head.
3 The mountains fhook like frighted flieep,
Like lambs the little hillocks leap ;
Not Sinai on her bafe could (land,
Confcious of fov'reign pow'r at hand.
4 What pow'r could make the deep divide I
Make Jordan backward roll his tide ?
226 P S A L M CXV.
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ?
And whence the fright that Sinai feeb ?
j Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood
Retire and know th' approaching God,
The King of It'ra'l : fee him here ;
Tremble thou earth, adore, and fear.
6 H? thunders, and all nature mourns,
The rock to llandimr pools he turns ;
Flints fpring with fountains at his word,
And fires and leas confefs the Lord.
PSALM CXV. Fir* metre.
The true God ?ur refuge : or, Idolatry reproved,
1 VTOT to oifrfelves who are but dult,
J_\| Not to ourlelves is glory due,
Eternal God, thou only juft,
Thou only gracious, wife and true.
2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ;
Why mould a Heathen's haughty tongue
Infult us and to raiie our ihame,
Say, " Where's the God you ferv'd fo long :"
3 The God we ferve maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the ikies,
Thro' all the earth his will is done,
He knows our groans, he hears our cries.
4 But the vain idols they adore
Are fenfeiefs fhapes offtoneand wood;
At beft a mafs of glitt'ring ore,
A filver faint, or golden god.
5 [With eyes and ears, they carve their head;
Deaf are their cars, their ey<s are blind ;
In vain are coftly offerings made,
And vows are fcatter'din the wind.
6 Their feet were never made to more,
Nor hands to fave when mod
PSALM CXV. 227
Mortals that pay them fear or love,
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.]
7 O Ifra'l, make the Lord thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy reft;
The Lord {hail build thy ruins up,
And blefs the people and the prieft.
8 The dead no more can fpeak thy praife,
They dwell in iilence and the grave;
But we ihall live to fing thy grace,
And tell the world thy pow'r to fave.
PSALM CXV. Second metre.. As the new tune
of the ^oth pfalm.
Pof>iJh idolatry reproved.
A pfalm for the 5 th of November.
1 "VTOT to our names, thou only Juft and True,
J_ Aj Not to our worthlefs name is glory due :
Thy pow'r and grace, thy truth and juftice claim
Immortal honour to thy fov'reign name.
Shine thro' the earth from heav'n thy bleft abode, •
Nor let the Heathens fay, And where's your God?
2 Heav'n is thine higher court ; there ftands thy
throne,
And thro* the lower worlds thy will is done :
Our God fram'd all this earth, thefe heav'ns he
fpread,
But fools adore the gods their hands have made ;
The kneeling crouds, with looks devout, behold
Their filver-faviours, and their faints of gold.
[Vain are thofe artful fliapes of eyes and ears,
"le molten image neither fees nor hears :
"heir hands arehelplefc, nor their feet can move,
"he have no fpeech, nor thought, nor pow'r, nor
love;
'et fottilh mortals make their long complaints
^o their deaf idols, and their movelefs faints.
223 PSALM CXVI.
4 The rich have (latues well adorn'd with gold;
The poor content with gods of coarfer mould,
With tools of iron, carve the fenfelefs ftock
Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rocV :
People and prieit drive on the folemn trade,
And truft thcgods that faws and hammers made.]
5 Be hcav'n and earth amaz'd ! 'tis hard to fay
Which is more ftnpid, or their gods, or they.
O lfra'1, trufl the Lord : he hears and fees,
He knows thy forrows, and reftorcs thy peace :
His worfliip does a tho.ifand comforts yield,
He is thy help, a*".u he thine heav'nly fhield.
6 O Britain^ trufl: the Lord ; thy foes in vain
Attemptthy ruin, and oppofe his reign ;
Had they prevail'd, darknefs had clos'd our days,
And death and filence had forbid his praife.
But we are fav'd, and live : let fongs arife,
And Britain blefs the God that built the Ikies.
PSALM CXVI. Firfl fart.
Recovery from Jt chiefs.
1 T Love the Lord ; he heard my cries,
X And pity'd ev'ry groan:
Long as I live, when troubles rife,
I'll haften to his throne.
2 I love the Lord ; lie how'd hi
chas*d my griefs u
O let my heart no more defpair,
While I have breath to |
Befli decKn'd
And I drew near the dc:id.
While inw ears of hell
4 «« My God," Ici
P S A L M CXVI. 229
"" Thy pow'r can refcue from the grave,
11 Thy pow'r is all my truft."
5 The Lord beheld me fore diftreft
He bids my pains remove;
Return, my foul, to God thy reft,
For thou haft known his love.
6 My God hath fav'd my foul from deaths
And dry'd my falling tears : r
/Now to his praife I'll fpend my breath,
And my remaining years.
PSALM CXVI. 12, &c. Second part.
ffrw/ made in trouble paid in the church : or, Puhlk
thanki for private deliverance.
I TXTHAT mall I render to my God
V V For all his kinunefs Ihown !
My feet mail vifit thine abode,
My iongs addrefs thy throne.
:■ Among the faints 'Jiat fill thine houfe
My off'rings (hall be paid ;
There fhall my zeal perform the vows
My foul inanguiih made.
3 How much is mercv thy delight,
Thou ever-biefled God !
How dear rhy fervants in thy fight!
How precious is their blood !
4 How happy ail thy fervants are !
How great thy grace to me!
My life, which thou haft made thy care, .
Lord, I devote to -thee.
j Now I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor fhall my purpofe move ;
Thy hand hath 'oos'd my bonds ofpain\
And bound me with thy love,
V
PSALM CXVII.
6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record ;
•nef>, ye faints, who hear me now,
If J forfokc the Lord.
? S A L M CXVII. Common metre
Praife to G ' . .
i /~\ All ye nations, praife the Lord,
K^Jf Each with a difFrent tongue ;
In ev'ry language learn his v.
And let his name be f
2 His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry
Proclaim his grace abroad ;
For ever firm his truth lliall i.
Praife ye the faithful God.
P S A L M CXVII. Long m
1 THROM all that dwell S:lcw the ikies,
X. Let the Creator's praife a
Let the Redeemer's name be
Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, L
Eternal truth attends thy word :
Thy praife ihall found from ihore to fhore,
Till funs fiK'.ll rife
P 1 CXVII. Short
i r-jT^ H Y" name, almighty Lord,
_J_ Sh.. I .Js;
Thy truth for eV<
Ana I
-^T'll mori
P S A L CXVIII. 231
PSALM CXVIII. Firjlpart. 6— 15.
Deliverance from a tumult.
1 r 1 1 H E Lord appears my helper now,
1 Nor is my faith afraid
What all the fons of earth can do,
Since heav'n affords- his aid.
2 'Tis fafer, Lord, to hope in thee,
And have my God my friend,-
Than truft in men of high degree,
And on their truth depend.
3 Like bees my foes befet me round,
A large and angry fwarm;
But I fhall all their rage confound
By thine almighty arm.
4. 'Tis thro* the Lord my heart is ftrong?
In him my lips rejoice ;
While, his faivation is my ibng,
How chearful is my voice ! '
5 Like angry bees they girt me round j
When God appears they fly :
So burning thorns with crackling found,
Make a fierce blaze and die.
6 Joy to the faints, and peace belongs *
The Lord protects their days :
Let Ifra'l tune immortal fongs
To his almighty grace. \
PSALM CXVIII. Second part. 1 7—2.1.
Public praife for deliverance from death.
1 T ORD, thou haft heard thy fervant cry,,
I j \n& refcu'd from the grave ;
Now fhall he live ; (and none can die,
If God refolve to fave.)
2 Thy praife more eonftant than -befofe^
Shall fill his daily-breath-j
U 2
PSALM CXV1II.
Thy hand, that hath chaftis'd him fore,
Defends him mil from death.
3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For we lhall worlhip there,
The houfe where all/he rightcpus go,
Thy mercy t» declare.
4 Among th1 aflemblies of thy faints
Our thankful voice we raife ;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we fpeak thy praife.
PSAL M CXVIII. Third fart. 22', 23.
Chnjl the foundation of his chu ■
1 T) EHOLD the fure Foundation-ftona
JL3 Winch God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'nly hopes upon,
And his eternal p raife.
1 Chofen of God, to miners dear,
And faints adore the name ;
They trail their whole falvation here,
Nor ihu.il they fuffer fhame.
3 The foolifh builders, fcribe and prieft,
Rejeft it with difdaln ;
Yet on this Rock the church mall reft,
And envy rage in vain.
4 What tho' the gates of hell withflood.
Yet mud this building rife ;
'Tis thy own work, almighty Gcd,
And wondrous in our eyes.
PSALM CXVIII. Fourth part. 24, 1
Hofanna,
ittOHi
1 r-|-^IIIS is the day the Lord hath made,
X He calls [hi frours his C
PSALM CXVIII.
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praife furround the throne.
To-day he rofe and ieft the dead,
And Satan's empire fell ;
To-day the faints his triumphs fpread ;
And all his wonders tell.
Hofanna to th' anointed King,-
To David's holy Son :
Help us, 0 Lord, defcend, and brin£
Salvation from thy throne.
. Bleft be the Lorcwho comes to men
With menages of grace;
Who comes in God his "Father's name
To fave our fiafulra.ce.
ofonna in the higheft (trains
The church on earth can raife ;
The higheft heav'ns in which he reignsr
Shall give him nobler praife,
? S A L M CXVni. 22—27. Short metre-
An hofanna for the Lord's day : cr, A neivfcng offal*
vat ion by ChriJU,
SEE what a living ftone
The builders did refufe ;
Yet God hath built his church thereca
In fpite of envious Jews^
2 The fcribe and angry prierV'
Reject thine only Son ;
on this Rock fhaii Zion reft^
As the. chief ccrner-ftone.
3 The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wondrous in our eyes °7,
*\ji day declares it all div;ne;
day did Jelus rife.
* V 3
334 ? S A L K CX)
4 This is the glorious day
That our Redeemer made;
Let us rejoice, and Gbg, and pray,
Let all the church be g
5 Hofarma to the King
Of David's royal blood ;
Biefs him ye faints :.he comes to bring
Salvation from your God.
6 We bJeft thine holy word
Which all this grace difplavs*
\nd offer on thine altar, Lord?
Our facrifice of praifc..
' L M C XVIII. 22—7. Long metre..
An hffanna far the Lwd's day: or, A
Chrifti
1 T O, what a glorious Corner- (lone
1 a The Jewifh builders did refufe i
' But God hath built his church thereon,.
In fpite of envy, and the Jews.
work is all divine,
. icy and wonder of our c
•. es it thire,
1 nd faints be glad ;
Hofanna; let his name be bl
D his head,
wi c.lory rc^ -
4 InGcd'r he comes to br
Let the whole church addrefs their K
of joy, and longs of pi
-
PSALM CXIX. " -5
pofcd, to attain fome degree of connexion.
Income places, among ihe words law, commands,' judgments, .
tefthnonics, I have ufed gofpei, word, grace, truth, promifcs, Sec.
as more agreeable to the New Teftament, and the common
.language of Chriftians, and it equally anfwers the defign of-
the Pfalmift, which was to recommend the Holy Scripture,
PSALM CXIX. Firftpart.
The blejfednefi of faints, and mi fry offmxerst
Ver. i, 2, 5.
* T> LEST are the undehTd In heart,.
J3 Whole ways are right and clean j
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry fin.
2 Bleft are the men that keep thy word,
And praclife thy commands ;
With their whole hearts they i'eek the L01
And ferve thee with their hands.
Ver. "165.
3- Great is rhe-ir peace who love thy lawy
How firm their fouls abide ;
Nor can a bold temptation draw
Their fteady feet.afide,.
Ver. 6.
4^ Then (hall my heart have inward "joy,
And keep my face from ihame,.
When all thy fhitutes I obey,
And honour all thy name.
Ver. 21, 118.
5.- But.haughty firmers God will hate^
The proud (hail die accurfr ;
The Ions of faUhood and deceit.
Are trodden to the duft..
Ver.. 1 19, 1 j j..
:< Vile as the drofs the wicked are 3
And thole that leave thy way:- .
hall fee faivation from afar,..
{ aeysc tafW.thy; grace*
236 PSALM CXIX.
P S A L M CXIX. Second f
Secret devotion and fyiritual-witidednefs : or,
h it\
1 f I ^O thcc, beiore the dawning light,
X My graciOUS (iod, I pray ;
I meditate thy name by night,
' thy law hy da v.
3i.
it faints to fee thy grace,
iii'e hears me up;
ition Jong u.
is my hope.
164.
2 Seven times a day 1 lift life my hands, .
And pay my thanks to thee :
us providence den.
Repeated praifefrom me..
Ver. 62.
4 When midnight darknefs veils the d
I call thy works to mi:
My thoughts in warm devotion rife
And fweet acceptance rind
P S A L M CXIX. Third tori.
Frofej/ionj ofjin&rity, r
Ver. 57, 60.
1 rTP HO U art my portion, O my God-
I Soon as I know thy way,
My heart makes hafte t* obey thy word,
Arid f offers no delay.
Ycr. :o, 14.
2' I chufe the path of heav'nly :.
And glory in my- choice :
Not ail the riches of the earth
Could ma * Ice.
Lict before
PSALM CXIX. 237
Thence I derive my daily ftrength,
Ai*d there my comfort iyes.
Ver. 59.
^ If once I wander from thy path,
I think upon my ways,
Then turn rny feet to thy commands,. ""*
And trult thy pardoning grace,
Ver. 94, 114.
5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
O fave thy fervant, Lord ;
Thou art my (hield, my hiding-place,
My hope is in thy word.
Ver. 1 1 2.
6 Thou haft inclin'd this heart of mine,
Thy ftatutes to fulfil :
And thus, till mortal life mail end, ^
Would I perform thy will.
PSALM CXIX Fourth part.
biftruftionfromfcripture.
Ver. 9.
1 T T OW (ball the young fecure their hearts*
JljL And guard their lives from fin ;
Thy word the choiceft rules imparts
To keep the confcience clean.
Ver. 130.
2 When once it enters 10 the mind,
It fpreads fuch light abroad,
The meaneii fouls inttruclion find,
And raife their thoughts to God.
Ver. .05.
3 'Tis like the fun, a heav'nly light
That guides us all the day:
And, through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way,
Ver. 99, 100.
4 The men that keep thy law with care-.
And meditate thy word,
23& PSALM" CXIX.
^Grow wifer than their teachers are,
And better know the Lord.
104, 1 1 3.
5 Thy precepts make me truly wife;
I hate the imners ro.id :
I hate my own vain thoughts that rife,
But love thy law, my Gcd.
Ver. 93, 90, oj.
6 [The ftarry heav'ns thy rule obey,.
The earth maintains her place ;
And thefethy fervants, night and day,
Thy flull and pow'r exprefs.
7 But (till thy law and gofpel, Lord,
Have leflbns more divine ;
£sot earthrftands firmer than thy word.
Nor ftars fo nobly fhine.]
Ver. 160, 140, 9, 116.
8 Thy word is everlafling truth ;
How pure is ev'ry page !
That holy book (hall guide our youth,
And wcH'iupport our age.
PSALM CXIX. Fifth part.
Delight in fcripture : or, The vscrd cf God dive!..
Ver. 97 .
1 /^V How I love thy holy law !
V^/ 'Tis daily my delight :
And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.
Ver. i48.
2 My waking eyes prevent the day
To meditate thy word:
My foul with longing melts away
To hear thy gofpel, Lord.
Ver. 3, 13, 54.
3 How doth thy word my heart engage
How well employ my tongue !
PS A L M CXIX. 239
And, in my tirefome pilgrimage
Yields me a heav'nly fong.
Ver, 19, 103^
4 Am I a Granger, or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feaft;
Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the tafte. '
Ver. 72, 127.
5 No treafures fo enrich the mind ;
Nor mall thy word be ibid
For loads of filver, well renVd,
Nor heaps of clioiceft gold.
Ver. 28, 49, 175-.
6 When nature finks, and fpirits droop.,
Thy promifes of grace
Are pillars to fupport my hope,
And there I write thy praife.
PSALM CXIX. Sixth part.
Holmcfs and comfort from ik$ ivcrd.
Ver. 128.
1 T ORD, I eftecm thy judgments right,
i_j And all thy ftatutes juft;
Thence I maintain a conflant fight
With ev'ry flatt'i ing lull.
Ver. 97, 9.
.2 Thy precepts often I furvey :
1 keep thy law in flglit,
Thro' all the bus'nels of the day*
To form my actions right.
Ver. 62.
3 My heart in midnight fiient cries,
" How fweet thy comforts be 1"
My thoughts in holy wonder rile,
And bring their thanks to thee.
Ver. 162.
4 And when my fpirk drinks her fifl,
At fome good word of thine,
PSALM CXIX.
pRot mighty men that fhare the fpoil*
Have joys compar'dto mine.
PSALM CXIX. Seventh part.
Itnperfcttion of nature, a offcripti
Ver. 06. paraphrafed.
1 T E T all the heathen writers join,
I a To form one perfect book,
Great God! if-once compar'd with thine,
How mean their writings look !
2 Not the mod perfect rules they gave
Could Ihcw one fin forgiv'n,
Nor lead a ftep beyond the grave ;
But thine conduct to heav'n.
2 I've feen an end of what wre call
Perfection here below;
How fhort the pow'rs of nature fall.
And can no farther go.
a Yer men would fain be juft with God,
By works their hands have wrought;
But thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to every thought.
5 In vain we boaft perfection here,
While fin defiles our ft" .
And finks our virtues down fo far
They fcarce deferve the name.
6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace,
Fail far below thy word ;
JJnt perfect truth and righteoufhefs
Dwell only with the J
PSALM CXIV.
J T ORD, I have ma
P S A L M CXIX. 241
There matt my noble ft pow'rs rejoice,
My warmefl thoughts er gage.
2 I'll read the hill'ries of thy love,
And keep thy laws in fight,
While thro' the promifes I rove,
With ever-frefh delight.
3 'Tisa broad land or wealth unknown,
Where fprings of life arife,
Seeds of immortal blifs are fown,
And hidden glory lyes.
-4 The heft relief that mourners have,
It makes our forrowsbleft;
Our faireft hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal reft.
PSALM CXIX. Nimh pari.
Dejirc of knowledge : or, The teaching of the Spirit
nvitb the word.
Ver. 64, 68, 18.
1 r a "» H Y mercies fill the earth, O Lord,
JL How good thy works appear !
Open mine eyes to read thy word,
And fee thy wonders there.
Ver. 73, 125.
2 My heart was falhion'd by thy hand3
My fervice is thy due, »
O make thy fervant under ft and
The duties he muft do.
Ver. 19.
3 Since I'm a ftranger here below,
Let not thy path be hid ;
But mark the road my feet mould go.
And be my conftant guide.
Ver. "26.
4 When I confefs'd my wand'ring ways.
Thou heard'ii my fbul complain ; —*,»«.
X
PSAL M CXIX.
^mmt me the teachings of thy grace,
Or I lhall tlray again.
Ver. 3:.
5 If God to me his ftati
And heav'nly truth impart,
His work for ever I'll purfue,
His law (hall rule my fa
• 50, 71.
6 This was my comfort when I bore
Variety of grief;
It made me learn thy word the more,
And fly to that relief.
Ver. ci.
7 [In vain the proud deride me now;
I'll ne'er forget thy law,
Nor let that bleffed gofpel go,
Whence all my hopes I draw.
Ver. :;, 171.
8 When I have learn'd my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his
My thankful lipsinfpir'd with zeal
Shall loud pronounce his praife.]
PSALM CXIX. Tenth fart*
Ver. ;?, c,
BF. HOLD thy nt, Lord,
D j voted to thy ft
Remember and confirm thy word,
For all my hopes arc \\\
, .07.
2 Haft thou nnt v:
And pro::.
Doth . --one ?
, eye
|ar th\
PSALM CXIX. 243
Nor let the fcoffing lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my hope.
Ver. 49, 74
Didft thou not raife my faith, O Lord !
Then let thy truth appear :
Saints (hall rejoice in my reward,
And truft as well as fear.
PSALM CXIX. Eleventh part.
Breathing after holbiefs.
Ver. 5-, 33.
OTHAT the Lord would guide my ways
To keep hisftatutes (till !
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will !
Ver .29 .
O fend thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.
Ver. 37, 36.
3 From vanity turn off my eyes ;
Let no corrupt defign,
Nor covetous deiires ; arife
Within this foul of mine.
Ver. 133.
4 Order my footfteps by thy word,
And make my heart fmcere ;
Let I'm have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my con 'Hence clear*
Ver. 1 ;6.
5 My foul hath gone too far aftray,
My feet too often flip :
Yet fince I've not forgot thy way*
Reftore thy wand'ring fheep,
X2 tfflfcft
P S A L M CXJX^
l^Ralce me to walk in. thy commands,
road ;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
OJend again It n.\
part.
i 1\ /T Y God, confider my diftrefs,"
XV A Let mercy plead my caufe :
Though I have imn'd againft; thy grace,
I can't forget thy laws.
; 1 6.
2 Forl>id, forbid the (harp reproach.
Which Ifojuaiyfear;
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Nor let my ihame appear.
122, I35.
3 Be thou a furety, Lord, for me,
Nor let the proud opprefs ;
But make thy waiting fervant fee
The minings of thy face.
Ver. 82.
4 My eyes with expectation fail,
My heart within me cries,
11 When will the Lord his truth fulfil,
" And make my comforts rife
Ver. 132.
5 Look down unon my forrows, Lord,
And thew thy grace the fame,
*hou art ever wont t' afford
To thole that iore thy name.
P S A L M l
Holy ;
Ver. 10.
1 TT7ITH my whole heart I've fought ;
VV O let me never fl
From ;hv commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the iiantrs way.
PSALM CXIX. 245
Ver. 11.
2 Thy word I've hid within my heart,
To keep my conscience clean,
And be an everlafting guard
From ev'ry rifing fin.
Ver. 63, 53, 158.
3 I'm a companion ofths faints,
Who fear and love the Lord ;
My forrows rile, my nature faints,
When men tranfgreis th) word.
Ver. 161, 163.
4 While finners do thy gofpel wrong,
My ipirit Hands in awe ;
My foul abhors a lying tongue,
But loves thy righteous law.
Ver. 161, 120.
5 My heart with facred rev'rence hears
The threat'nings of thy word ;
My rleih with holy trembling fears
The judgments of the Lord. _
Ver. 166, 174.
6 My God, I long, I hope, I watt,
For thy lalvation frill; <&»
While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.
PSALM CXIX. Fourteenth pari.
Benefit ofafficlions, and f up port under them*
Ver. 153, 81, 82/
1 /pTONSIDER all my forrows, Lord,
\_z And thy deliv'rance fend ;
My foul for thy fli vat ion faints,
When will my troubles end"?
Ver. 71.
2 Yet i have found 'tis good forme
To bear my Father's rod j
X3
PSAL M CXIX.
Wffliclions make me learn thy ;
And live upon my God.
• £0.
This is the comfort I enjoy
• htn new di^rcfs be
id thj word, I ruu thy way,
And • :Tr)cr fins.
\ cr.
4 Had not thy word been my delight
When earthly joys were fled,
.'ghr,
Had iunk amongft the dead.
* •
now thy judgments, Lord, arc
Tho' they
The fharpeft fufF rings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care.
. 67.
6 Before I knew thy chaft'ning rod
My feet were apt to ftray;
But now I learn to keep thy word,
Nor wander from thy way.
PSAL M CXIX. Fiftetntb pan.
1 (~^\ THAT thy llatutes ev'ry hour
\^/ Might dwell upon my mind:
Thence 1 derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And daily peace I rind.
Ver. 1 5, 16.
2 To meditate tb . Lord,
Shall be my fv.ee t em;
r forget thy word,
Thy word •
3 K run in thy commands,
. barge
PSALM CXIX. 247
From fin and Satan's hateful chains,
And fet my feet at large ?'
Ver. 13, 46.
4 My lips with courage fhall declare
Thy llatuttj and thy name ;
I'll fpeak thy word, tho' kings fhoul J hear
Nor yield to finful fhame.
Ver. 6i, 69, 70.
5 Let bands of perfecutors rife
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delights
Ver. 119.
6 Depart from me, yq wicked race,
Whole hands and hearts are ill :
I love my God, I love his ways,
And muit obey his will.
P S A L M CXIX. Sixteenth ;
Prayer for quickening grace.
Ver. 2$, 37.
1 *7\ /T Y foul lyes cleaving to the dull ;
xV.i. Lord, give me life divine :
From vam defires, and ev'ry Iuft
Turn off thefe eyes of mine.
2 I need the influence of thy grace
To fpeed me in thy way,
Left I ihould loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet aitray.
Ver. 107.
3 When fore afflictions prefs me downp
I need thy quick'ning pow'rs ;
Thy word, that I have retted on,
Shall help my heavieit hours.
Ver. 156, 40.
4 Are nor thy mercies fov 'reign {till*
And thou a faitliful Godr:
PSALM CXIX.
'^Wilt thou not grant me warmer i
To run the he.iv'nly road ?
Vti - i )i> ,o.
5 Does not my heart thy precepts love.
And long to fee thy face ?
et how flow my fpirits move
\V itliout enliv ning grace !
Ver. 93.
6 Then mail I love thy gofpel more,
And ne'er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick'nix\g pov. 'r
To draw mc near the Lord.
PSALM CXIX. pari. Long metre-.
"Courage and ; -, Gra^s
Jhinin rVj ami trials.
Ver. 143, 28.
1 TTT HEis pain and anguifh feizeme, Lord.
V V All my fuj ord :
My foul di Halves for heav kiefs,
Uphold me with tl liing grace.
; 10.
2 The proud hav ir feoffs and lies,
They watch my feet v. eyes,
And tempt my ioul to faares and fin,
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.
Ver.
3 They hate me, Lord, without a came,
They hate to fee me love thy 1
But [ will truft and feat
Till pride and maiicc
P S A L M CXIX. metre.
■J ajfliciiom : or, I
Ver. 67, 59.
I T^ ATHER, I bleisihy gentle hand;
JL How kind was thy chaftizing rod,
id,
.: brought my wajidring foul Lo God I
V
PSALM CXX. 249
2 Foolifh and vain I went aftray,
Ere I had felt thy fcourges. Lord,.
I left my Guide, and loft ray 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 ftroke,
That I might learn his ftatutes well.
Ver. -72.
4 The law that iffues from my mouth
Shall raife thy chearful paftions more
Than all the treafures of the fouth,
Or weftern hills of golden ore. .
Ver. 73.
5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my foul within;
Teach me to know thy wondrous name,/
Anjd guard me fafe from death and fin.
Ver. 74.
6 Then all that lore and fear the Lord
At my falvation fhall rejoice :
For I have Jhoped'in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice-
PSALM CXX.
Complaint of quarrelfome neighbours : or, A devout wtfh
for peace.
1 'np H O U God of love, thou ever bleit,
X Pity my fuff'ring ftate;
When wilt thou fet my foul at reft
From li/ss that love deceit?
2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cad
Among the Tons of ftrife,
2;0 P S A L M CXXI.
Whofe never- ceafing brawling* waftc
olden hours of life.
3 O might I fly to change my place,
How could I chafe to dwell
In feme wild lonefome wildeinefs,
And I 'hell !
4 Peace is the bleifing that I I
How lovely are its charms i
I am for peace ; but when I fpeak,
They all declare for
5 New pafllons ftill their fouls engage,
And keep their malice fl
What fnall be done to curb thy rage,
O thou devouring tongue !
6 Should burning arrows finite thee thro',
Strict juftice would approve;
But I had rather fpare my foe,
And meh his heart with love.
PSALM CXXI. Long metre.
Dijtnj pro* eft ion.
1 T T P to the hills I lift mirwe eyes,
\J Th' eternal hills beyond the flues ;
Thence all her help my foul derives;
There my almighty Refuge li
2 He lives ; the everlafting God,
built the world, that fpread the flood ;
The heav'ns, with all their holts he made
And the dark regions of the dead.
3 He guides our feet, he guards our way ;
Hism >rniag finite* bids all the da
.v'ning veil, and keeps
Tile (ilent hours while IfraM ileeps.
4 lira'!, a name divinely b.Vlt,
May rife fecure, fecurely reft;
PSALM CXXI. . 2jc
Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no flumber nor furprife.
; No fun fhall fmite thy head by day,
Nor the pale moon, with ficklv ray,
Shall blafl thy couch ; no baleful (tar
Dart his malignant fire {o far.
$ Should earth and hell with malice burn,
Still thou (halt go, and {till return
Safe in the Lord ! his heav nly care
Defends thy life from ev'ry fnare.
7 On thee foul (pirlts have no pow'r;
! And, in thy laft departing hour
| Angels that trace the airy road^
1 Shall bear thee homeward to thy God.
PSALM CXXI. Common metre.
Prefervation by day and night'.
[ r | i O heav n T lift my waiting eyes,
X There all my hopes are laid ;
The Lord that built the earth and fkies
Is my perpetual aid.
2 Their feet fliall never Hide to fall,
Whom he defigns to keep ;
His ear attends the fofteft call ;
His eyes can never deep.
I He will fuftain our weakeft pow'rs
Willi his almighty arm,
And watch our molt unguarded hours
Agafeift furprinng harm v
\ Ifrrvl rcj r>iee, and reft fccure,
Thy k t eper is the Lord ;
His vfcikeful eyes employ his pow'r
For thine eternal guard.
y Nor fcjorching fun, nor fickly moon,
Shall ha^e"i":s leave to fmite j
2S2 P S A L M CXXI
He fhields thy head from burning noon.
From blading damps at night.
6 He guards thy foul, he keeps thy breath,
. thickeft dangers come:
Go and return, fecure from death,
Till God command! thee home.
F S A L M CXXI. As the i48thPfaIm
God our prefovcr.
1 T TP ward I lift mine eyes,
\^J From God is all my aid;
The God that built the fkies,
And earth and nature made;
God ic. the tow'r
To which I fly;
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
2 My feet Aval! never Aide,
And fall in fatal fnares,
Since God, my guard, and guide,
Defends me from my fears,
Thofe wakeful eyes,
That never flecp,
Shall Ifra'l keep
When dangers rife.
3 No burning heats by c'.iy,
Nor blails of ev'ning air
Shall take my health away,
If God be with me there:
Thou art my fun,
And thou my fh.
. :rd my head
.
To fa
□ Lruft my La
'•
fc
PSA LvM CXXII. 253
I'll go and come,
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call me home.
PSALM CXXII. Common metre.
Going to church.
1 T T O W did my heart rejoice to hear
JL~1 My friends devoutly fay,
*' In Zion let us all appear,
" And keep the folemn day !'*
5 I love her gates, I love the road ;
The church, adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built forGod,
To fhew his milder face.
3 Up to htr courts with joys unknown
The holy tribes repair ;
The Son of David holds his throne,
And fits in judgment there.
4 He hears our praifes and complaints !
And, while his awful voice
Divides the flnners from the faints-, -
Vv'e tremble and rejoice.
. 5 Peace be within this facred place,
And joy a conftant gueft !
Wirh holy gifts and heav'nly grace
• Be her attendants bleft !
6 My foul fhall pray for Zion flill, *»
While life or breath remains; s
There my beft friends, my kindred dwell ;
'1 here God my Saviour reigns.
PSALM CXXII. Proper tune.
Going to church.
1 TT O W pleas'd and blelt was I,
XjL To hear the people cry,
Y
2^4 PSAL M CXXIII.
u Come, let us feck our God to-day."
Yes, with a chcarfui /.eal
We hade to Zion's hill,
And there our vows and honours pay.
2 Zion, thrice happy place,
Adorn'd with wondrous grace,
And walls of ftrcngth embrace thee round:
In thee our tribes appear
To pray, and praile, and hear
The facred gofpcl's joyful found.
3 There David's greater Son
Has nVd his royal throne, ^
He fits for grace and judgment there ;
He bids the faints be glad,
He makes the {inner fad,
And humble iouls rejoice with fear.
4 May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait
To blefs the foul ofev'ry gucft ;
The man that feeks thy peace,
And wilhes thine increafe,
A thoufand bleflings on him reft !
5 My tongue repeats her vows,
" Peace to :his facied houfe !"
For there my friends and kindred dwell;
And fince my glorious God
Makes th - bode,
My foul thall eve; eU.
Repeat the qtbjla
PSAL M CXXIII.
.
i /"V Tho« & juftice reign
V_>J Enth: e the ikies.
To thee m. i!6 tell their pain,
To thee we I
PSALM CXXIV. 255
2 As fervants watch their mailer's hand,
And fear the angry ftroked
Or maids before their miftrefs (land,
And wait a peaceful look :
3 So, for our fins we juftly feel
Thy difcipline, O God ;
Yet wait a gracious moment Mill,
Till thou remove thy rod .
4 Thofe that in wealth and pleafure live,
Our daily groans deride,
And thy delays of mercy give
Frelh courage to their pride.
5 Our foes infult us, but our hope
In thy companion lies ;
This thought mall bear our fpirits up,
That God will not defpife.
PSALM CXXIV.
A Song for the fifth of November.
1 TJ AD not the Lord, may Ifra'l fay,
XTl Had not the Lord maintained our fide*
When men, to make our lives a prey,
*Rofe like the fwelling of the tide j
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'erwhelm'd our foul,
5 We leap for joy, we fhout and fing,
Whojuft efcap'd the fatal ftroke;
So flies the bird with chearful wing,
When once the fowler's fnare \s broke,
4 For ever bleffed be the Lord,
Who broke the fowler's curfed fnare,
Who fav'd us from the murd'ring fword, j
And made our lives and fouls his case,
Y 2
2s6 V S A L M C\
5 Our help is in Jehovah's nam?,
Who form'd the earih. and built the fkies ;
He that upholds that wondrous frame,
Guards his own church with watchful eyes.
PSALM CXXV. Common metre.
The faints trial and fit)
i T T Ns hakes as the facred hill,
\^_) And firm as mountains be,
Firm as a rock the foul iirall reft
That leans, O Lord, on thee.
nor hills, could guard Co well
Old Salem's, happy ground,
As thofe eternal arms of love,
That ev'ry faint furround.
3 While tyrants are a fmarting feourge
To drive tlum near to God,
Divine companion does allay
The fury of the rod.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with fouls fincere.
And lead them fafely on
To the bright gates of paradife,
Where Chrill their Lord is gone.
5 But if we trace thofe crooked ways
That the old ferpent drew,
The wrath that drove him firft to hell
Shall finite his foll'wers too.
PSALM CXXV. Short metre.
'.'J afflitii'j
I TT* I R M and unmov'd are they
Jl That reft their fouls on
Firm as the mount where David dwelt,
Or wh( ..bode. /
PSALM CXXVI. *5?
3 As mountains flood to guard
The city's facred ground,
So God and his almighty love
Embrace his faints around.
3 What tho' the Father's rod
Drop a chaftizing ftroke,
Yet, left it wounds their fouls too deep,
Its fury fhall be broke,
3 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe
Whole faith and pious fear,
Whofe hope and love, and ev'ry grace
Proclaim their hearts fmcere.
5 Nor fhall the tyrant's rage
Too long opprefs the faint ;
The God of Ifra'l will fupport
His children, left they faint,
6 But if our flavifh fear
Will chufe the road to hell,
We muft expect our portion there,
Where bolder fmners dwell-
PSALM CXXVI. Long metre.
Si'J prizing deliverance.
I TTfflEN God reftor'd our captive ftate,
V V Joy was our fong, and grace our theme 3
The grace beyond our hopes fo great,
That joy appear'd a painted dream.
2. The fcoffer owns thy hand, and pays*
Unwilling honours to thy name ;
While we with pleafures fhout thy pra?ie>.
With cheerfn4 notes thy love proclaim,
3 When we review our difmal fearsy
'Tvvas hard to think they vanilh'd fo^
With God we left our flowing tearsr.
He makes our joys like rivers fiow>
y i
2 jg PSALM CXXVI.
4 The man that in his farrow* d field,
.cs,
vield
A v.-
t 4 L M CXXVI. Common metre
Th 'fion; cr, Melancholy re-
1 TTT ■! real'd his gracious name,
Vr And cha: .tate,
My i un,
2 The wo' I 'r-g^j
And did thy hand com
My rongoe br< Le one in rains,
I J ung uirpri/.ing grace.
3 " Great is the work," my neighbours cry'd*
t he pow'r divine ;
'* Great is the work,"' my he .
•« And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkeft ikies,
give us day for night ;
ke drops of facred :brro\v rife
To rivers of delight.
5 Let thofe that low in \ .
Till the fair harveft come,
They foal] confefs the (heaves are great,
And lhoat the bleffings home.
6 Tho' feed ly bury'd long in dud,
an't deceive their I
The precious
For grace infurc
P S A L M C Mg metre.
j T F God faceted not, ail the coffc
PSALM CXXVII. 359
If God the city will not keep,
The watchful guards as well may deep..
What if you rife before the fun,
And work and toil when day is done.
Careful and fparing eat your bread,
To fhun that poverty you dread.
'Tis all in vain, till God hath blefs'd ;
He can make rich, yet give us reft;
Children a id friends are ble flings too,
If God our fov'i eign make them {o,
Happy the man to whom he fends
Obedient children, faithful friends:
How fweet our dally comforts prove
When they are ieaibn'd with his love !
P S A L M CXXVII Common metrs,
Gcd all i?i alL
I
F God to build the houfe deny,.
The builders work in v^in;
And towns, without his wakeful eye.
An ufe'efs watch maintain.
2 Before the morning beams arife,
Your painful work renew,
And till the ftars afcend the flues
Your tircfome toil purfue.
3 Short be your fleeb; and coarfe your fare,}
In vain, till GoJ has blefs'd ;
But if his imiles attend your care,
You ihail have food and reft..
4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends,
Shall real blemngs prove,
Nor all the earthly joys he fends,.
IX fe&t without his love.
26b PSALM CXXVIII,
PSALM CXXVIII. Common metre,
rify btejjlngs.
i fV HAPPY man, whofe foul is fill'd
\J Vv' it ii vqA and rev'rend av e !
J-iib ftp* to God their honours yield,
His life adorns lIic law.
2 A careful providence mall ftand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the 1 i hours of thy hand
Its kindly bLflings fhed.
3 Thy wife lh ill be a fruitful vine ;
Thy chil Jrcn, round thy board,.
Each like a plant of honour, mine,
And learn to fear the Lord.
4 The Lord (hall thy bCa hopes fulfil
For months and years to come ;
The Lord, who dwells on Zicn's hili.
Shall fend thee bindings home.
5 Thrs is the man whofe happy eyes
Shall leg his houfe increafe ;
Shall fee the finking church arife,
Then leave the world in peace.
PSALM CXXIX.
Pcrfcsutcrs p:u:[
1 T T P from my youth, may Ifra'l fay,
\J) Have I been nurs'd in tears ;
My griefs wereconftant as the day,
And tedious as the years.
2 Up from my youth I bore the rage
Of all the forrs of ft rife ;
Oft they aflail'd my riper age,
But not deflroy'd my li
PSALM CXXX. 261
3 Their cruel plow had torn my flefh,
With furrows long and deep;
Hourly they vex'd my wounds afrem3
Nor let my forrows fleep,
4 The Lord grew angry on his throne,
And with, impartial eye,
Meafur'd the mifchiefs they had done,
Then let his arrows fly.
5 How was theirlnfolence furpriz'd,
To hear his thunders roll !
And all the fons of Zion feiz'd
With horror to the foul.
6 Thus fh-all the men that hate the faints,
Be blafted from the fky ;
Their glory fades, their courage fain' "\
And alltheir projects die.
7 [What tho' they flourim tall and fair,
They have no root beneath ;
Their growth ihall perifh in defpair,
Andjy defpis'd in death. J
8 [So corothat; on the houfe^top ftands,
No hopeof harveft gives ;
The reaper ne'er fhall fill his hands, ,
Nor binder fold thefheaves.
9 It fpringsand withers on the place j
No traveller beftows
A word of blefling on the grafs,
Nor minds it as he goes.]
PSALM CXXX. Common metre,
Pardoning grace.
1 f~\ U T of the depths of long diurefs,
VJr The borders of defpair,
I fent my cries to feek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear,
262 PSALM CXXX.
2 Great God fhould thy fevcrer eye,
I thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenec iniquity,
l>u mortal fleiri could ftand.
3 Bi". there are pardons wtthmy Go J
For crimes of h'gh degree ;
Thy Son has bought them with his b!oody
To draw us neano thee.
4 [I wait for thy falvation, Lord,
With ftrong dcfiresl v
My foul invited by thy word,
Stands watching at thy gate.]
5 [Juft as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning Hues,
Watch the fir ft beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes :
6 So waits my foul to fee thy grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the firft op'nings of thy face,
And finds a bri^hterday.]
7 Then in the Lord let Ifra'l truft, ™
Let Ifra'l :~k his face;
The Lord is good as well as juft,
And plenteous in his grace.
8 There's full redemption at his throne
For finners long enflav'd ;
The great Redeemer is his Son:
And Ifra'l fliall be fav'd.
PSALM CXXX. Long metre.
PAidvi'vig grace.
i T? ROM deep diftrefs and troubled thoug\:i,
Jj To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries :
It thou feverly mark our faults,
No flefh can ftand before thine eyes.
PSALM CXXXI. 263
> But thou haft built thy throne of grace
Freeto difpenfe thy pardons there.
That Tinners may approach thy face,
And hope., and love, as well as fear.
5 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long and.wiih for breaking day,
So waits my foul before thy gate ;
When will my God his face difplay ?
\ My truft is fiVd upon thy word,
Nor fhali I truft thy word in vain ;
. Let mourning fouls addrefs the Lord,
And find relief from all iheir pain.
; Great is his love, andWarge his grace,
Thro' the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from fmful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.
PSALM CXXXI.
Humility andfubmijjion.
1 T S there ambition in my heart?
X Search, gracious God, and fee;
Or do I act a haughty part ?
Lord, I appeal to thee.
2 I charge my thor.ghts, be humble ftill,
And all my carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.
5 The patient foul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward :
Let faints in forrow lyrefign'd,
And truft a faithful Lord.
PSALM CXXXI I. ver. 5, 13,-18, Long met.
At thefettlement of a church : or, the or ablation of a mini ft er.
i TTTHERE fhall we go to feek and find
VV An habitation for our God,
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A dwelling for th' erernal Mind
Among th* fons of fleih and blood ?
2 The God of Jacpb cWfethe hill
Of Zion for Lis ancient reft;
And Zi'»n i.» his dwelling . ill,
His church is with his prefencc blefs'd.
3 <c Here will I fix my gracious throne,
'• Andrc; : faiih the Lord;
«' Here fhjll my pow'r and love be known,
<J And blefilngs fhall attend my word.
4 •■ Here will I meet the hungry poor,
M And fill their fouls with living bread;
" Sinners, that wait beforwmy door,
« With fweet provisions fhall be fed.
5 " Girded with truth, and cloath'd with grace,
■y priefls, my minifters, (hall dine :
" Not Aaron, in his coflly drefs,
<: Made an appearance fo divine.
6 " The faints, unable to contain
11 Their inward joys, fhall fhout and f:ng ;
** The fon of David here fhall reign,
11 And Zion triumph in her King."
7 F Jefus fhall fee a nnmYous
l^ornhcrc. .ame;
His cro'/n (hatf flourifb on his head,
While all his foes are cloath'd with fhame ]
PSA,LM CXXXII. 4,^,7,8, i 5 . — 1 7 . Com. met.
A cburcl .
[1 VT O fleep nor (lumber to his eyes
Jl\I Good David would aff
>.ies
A dwelling for the 1
2 The T :'d his name,
His ark was fettled there :
PSALM CXXXIII. s€;
To Zlon the whole nation came,
To worfhip thrice a year.
But we have no fuch lengths to go,
Nor wander far abroad ;
Where'er thy faints afTemble now £
There is a houfe for God.]
Pa us e.
. Arife, O King of grace, arife.
And enter to thy reft,
Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes*,
Thus to be own'd and bleft.
Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and thy word :
All that the ark did once coi.tairi j
Could no fuch grace afford.
Here, mighty God, accept our vow
Here let thy praife be fpread :
Blefs the provifions of thy houfe,
And fill thy poor with bread.
Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God's Anointed fhine ;
Juftice and truth his courts maintain,
With love and pow'r divine. i ' ■
8 Here let him hold a lafting throne,
And as his kingdom grows,
frelh honour fliall adorn his crown,
And fhame confound his foes.
PSALM CXXXIIL Common metre.
Brotherly love.
1 "t" O, what an entertaining fight
1 j Are brethren that agree,
Brethren, whole chearful hearts unite
In bands of piety ?
2 When ftreams of love from Chrift thefpring
Defcend to ev'ry foul,
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And heav'nly peace with balmy wing
Shades and bedews the whole.
3 'Tis like the oil divinely iwect
Gn Aaron's rev'rend head,
The trickling drops perumi'd his feet,
And o'er his garments fpread.
4 'Tis pleafant as the morning dews
That fall on Sion's hill,
Where God his mildehV glory (hews,
And makes his grace diltil.
PSALM CXXXIII. Short metre.
Communion of faints : or, Love hn a fa»:\!y.
1 T) LEST are the fons of peace,
X) Whofc hearts and hopes are one,
Whofe kind defigns to ferve and pleafe
Thro' all their actions run.
2 Bleft is the pious houfe
Where zeal and friendfhip meet,
Their fongs ofpraife, their mingled vows
Make their communion fweet.
"5 Thus when on Aaron's head
Th^y pour'd the rich perfume,
< The oil thro' all his raiment fpread,
And pleafure till'd the room.
4 Thus on the heav'nly hii!s
• The faints are bleft above,
Where joy like m< Mlil^,
And all the air is love. .
PSALM CXXXIII As the the i22dPwIm.
'.
i T X O W pleafant 'tis to .
X~X and friends agree,
Each in the i: ove,
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And each fulfil their part
With iympathizing heart,
In all tiie .cares of life and love !
2 'Tis like the ointment fhed
Qn Aaron's facred head,
Divinely rich, divinely fweet,
The oil thro' all the room
Diffused a choice perfume,
Ran down his robes, and blefi his feet,
3 Like fruitful fhow'rs of rain
That water all the plain,
Defc ending from the neighb'ring hills ;
Such ftreams of pleaiure roll
Thro' ev'ry friendly foul,
Where love likeheav nly dew diftils. /
Repeat the firfi ftanza to complete the tuns:
PSALM CXXXIV.
Daily and nightly devotion.
1 "y E that obey th' immortal King,
X Attend his holy place,
Bow to the glories of his pow'r,
And blefs his wondrous grace.
2 Lift ur5 your hands by morning light
And Tend your fouls on high;
Raife your admiring thoughts by night
Above the ftarry iky.
3 The God of Zion chears our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace ;
The God that fpreads the heav'ns abroad,
And rules the fwelling feas.
PSALM CXXXV. 1—4, 14, 19— 21. FirJI part.
Long metre.
The church is Cod's honfe and care.
•i XJ RAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name,
J[ While in his holy courts ye wait,
Z 2
P S A L M CXXXV.
ints, that to I -'ong,
Or ft.md attending at his gate.
life ye the Lord ; the Lord is good;
\\(c his name is iweet employ :
Ifra'J he chofe of old., and fall
His church is his peculiar joy.
3 The Lord himfelf will judge his faints;
He treats his fcrvants as his friends ;
And when he hears their fore complaints,
Repents the forrows that he lends.
4 Thro' evVy age the Lord declares
His name, and breaks th' oppreflbr's rod ;
He gives his fuff'rinpj fervants reft,
a will be known Th' almighty God.
5 Blefs ye the Lord, who tafte his love,
People and priefts exalt his name :
Amongft his faints he ever dwells;
His church is. his Jerufalem,.
PSALM CXXXV. 5— i:. S
The -works cfcrejtion^pr'-,:: iflfrjd*.
1 f~^ REAT is the Lord, exalted high,
V_X Above all pow'rs and ev'ry throne;
Whate'er he pleafe in earth or fea,
Or hsav'n cr hell, his hand hath done.
2 At his command the vapours rife,
The light'nings ftafh, the thunders rqar ;
He pours the rain, he brings the wind,
And temped from his airy (Tore.
■'Twas he thofe dreadful tokens fent,
O Hgypt thro' thy lhibborn land ;
When all thy rirft-born hearts and men,.
Tell dead by his avenging hand.
PSALM CXXXV. 2
What mighty nations, mighty kings
He flew, and their whole country gave
To Ifra'l, whom Ills hand redeem'd,
No more to be proud Pharaoh's flave.
His pow'i* the fame, the fame his grace.
That faves us from the hods of hell ;
And heav'n he gives us to poffefs,
Whence thoie apoftate angels fell.
PSALM CXXXV. Common metre.
Pralfc due to God, not to idols.
I A WAK E, ye faints, to praife your King,
JLX. Your fweeteft pafiions raife,
Your pious pleafure, while you fmg,
Increafing with the praile.
t Great is the Lord; and works unknown
Are his divine employ :
But ftill his faints are near his throne,
His treafure and his joy,
3 Heav'n, earth and fea con.fefs his hand ;
He bids the vapours rife;
Light ning and ftorm at his command
Sweep thro' the founding ikies.
4 All pow'r that gods or kings have claim' d
Is found with him alone;
Bat heathen gods mould ne'er be nam'd
Where our Jehovah's known.
5 Which of the (locks or ftones they trull
Can give them fhow'rs of rain ;
In vain they worfhip glitt'ring dufr.
And pray to gold in vain.
6 [Their gods have tongues but cannot talk^
Such as their makers gave :
Their feet were ne'er delign'd to walk.
Nor bauds have pow'r tofavs*
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; Blind arc their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Nor hear when mortals pray ,
Mortals, that wait for their relief.
Are blind and deaf as they.]
3 O Britain, '.now the living God,
Serve him with faith and fear ;
lie makes thy churches his abode,
And claims thine honours there..
P S A L M CXXXVI. Common metre.
•ponders of creation, providence^ re da:*.;
Jfraelj, andfalvatiou ofhii.ptol
i f~^\ I V E thanks to God the fov'reign Lord
V_X •' His mercies (till endure,"
And be the King of kings ador'd,
•« His truth is ever fure."
2 What wonders hath his wifdom done,
" How mighty is his hand !"
Heav'n, earth antifca, he fram'd alone .
" How wide is. his command!"
3 The fun fupplies the day with light;'
" How bright his counfels fhine :"
The moon and ftars adorn the- nighty
" His works are all divine."
^ [He ftruck the fons of Egypt dead :
u How dreadful is his rod !"
And thence with joy his people led :
" How gracious is our God !"
- He cleft tjie fuelling fea in two;
" His arm is §reat in might:"
And gave the tri!>es a paltage thror ;
" His pow'r and grr.ee unite."
i But Pharaoh's army there he drou:
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And brought his faints thro' defart ground ;.
«* Ecernal be his praife."
7 Great monarch's fell beneath his hand ;
" Victorious is his fword •"
While Ifra'l took the promis'd land :
"And faithful is his word."]
8 He faw the nations dead in fin;
«' He felt his pity move:"
How fad the ltare the world was in '
44 How boundlefs was his love I"
9 He fent to fave us from our woe ;
" His goodnefs never fails :"
From death and hell, and ev'ry foe;.
" And dill his grace prevails."
10 Give thanks to God the heav'nly king;.
" His mercies ftill endure:"
Let the whole earth his praifes fing;
11 His truth is everfure,"
PSALM CXXXVI. As the 148th Pfalm-,.
1 •""I I VE thanks to God moft high,
VJT The univerfal Lord !
The fov'reign King of kings;
And be his grace ador'd.
" Hispow'r andgrp.ce
" Are ftill the fame;
•■ And let his name
M Have endlefs praife."
3 How mighty is his hand ?
What wonders hath he done -l
He form'd the earth and feas3.
Ar'd fpread the heav'ns albnt:
" Thy mercy, Lcrd>
" Shall ftill endure;
" And ever fure
^Abides thy word*!'
PSALM CXXXVI.
3 Mis wifdom fram'd the fun
To crown the day with ligfrt|
The moon and twink:
To chear the
•« His powYand grace
" Arc llii!
" And let his name
" Have endlefs prufc."
4 [He fmote the tinl-born fons?
The llow'r of Lgypt, dead;
And thence hischofen tribes
With joy and glory led.
" Thy mercy, Lord,
" Shall (till endure ;
" And ever fure
" Abides thy word."
5 His pow'r and lifted rod
Cleft the red fea in two ;
And for his people made
A wondYous paflfage thro*.
" His poV/Y and grace
*•' Are Hill the fame :
M And let his name
u Have endlefs praift."
6 But cruel Pharaoh there
With all his hoft he drown'd,
And brought his Ifra'l fafe
Thro' a long defart ground,
'• Thy mercy. Lord,
« Shall (till endure;
u And ever fure
" Abides thy word.
Pause.
7 The kings of Canann fell
Beneath his dreadful hand;
PSAL M CXXX.VI. if?
While his own fervants took
Poifeillon of their land.
" Hispow'r and grace
" Are ftill the fame;
" And let his name
M Have endiefs praife. "J
8 He faw the nations ly
All perifhing in fin,
And pity'd the fad ft ate
The ruin'd world was in,
" Thy inercy, Lord,
«c Shall ftill endure;
" And ever fure
" Abides thy word."
9 He fent his only Son
To fave us from our woe*
From Satan, fin and death,
And ev'ry hurtful foe.
*•' His pow'r and grace
" Are ftill the fame *
fi And Jet his name
ft Have endlefs praife."
10 Give thanks aloud to God,
To God the heav'nly King:
And let the fpacious earth
His works and glory fmg.
f« Thy mercy, Lord,
" Shall ftill endure;
*« And ever fure
" Abides thy word."
PSALM CXXXVI. Abridged. Longmetre.
I f^i I VE to our Gcd immortal praife !
V_T Mercy and truth are all his ways ;
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
" Repeat his mercies in your fong."
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■ c to the Lord of lords renown,
The -King of kings with glory crown ;
11 His mercies ever fliall endure
" When lords and kings arc known no more."
3 He built the earth, he fpre.id the f!:y,
And fix'd the Itarry lights on high :
" Wonders of grace to God be
f* Rcpc.it his mercies in your fong."
4 He fills the fun with morning tight,
He bids the moon direct the night :
u His mercies ever (hall endure,
" When funs and moons fha.1l Ihine no 'more."
5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand,
And brought them to the pronuYd land :
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
" Repeat his mercies in your fong.
6 He few the Gentiles dead in fin,
And felt his pity work wiihin :
11 His mercies ever fliall endure,
<4 When death and fin (hall reign no more."
7 He fent his Son withpowYto lave
From guilt and darknefs, and the grave :
" Wonders of grace to God .belong,
" Repeat his mercies in your long/'
8 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly feat :
*■ His mercies ever lhall endure,
" When this vain world ihall be no more."
PSALM CXXXVIII.
Hefloring and prcfo
\\ "TXT IT II all mypowVs ofheartand
V V I'll praife my Maker in my fong:
PSALM CXXXIX. 275
Angels fhall hear the notes I raife,
Approve the fong, andjoin the praife.
Angels that make thy church their care,
Shafl witnefs my devotions there :
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the fkies.]
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 mow.
4 To God I cry'd when troubles rofe ;
He heard me, andfubdu'd my foes;
He did my rifmg fears controul,
And ftrength diffus'd thro' all my foul.
j The God of heav'n maintains his ftate,
Frowns on the proud, and fcorns the great;
But from his throne defcends.to fee
The fons of humble poverty.
$ Amidft a thoufand fnares I ftand .
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ;
Thy words my fainting foul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive
7 Grace will complete what grace begins,
; To fave from forrows or from fins :
The work that wifdom undertakes
I Efernal mercy ne'er forlakes,
PSALM CXXXIX. Firfl part. Long metre.
The all-feeing God.
[ T OR D,thou haftfearch'd and feermethro',
I JLj Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rifmg and my retting- hours,
1 My heart and flefh with all their pow'rs.
ij6 PSALM CXXXIX.
2 My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God diftinclly known;
lie knows the words I mean to fpeak,
Ere from my op'ning lips they break.
3 Within thy circling pow'r I ftand ;
On ev'ry fide I find thy hand :
Awake, afleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded (till with God.
4 Amazing knowledge! van: and gTcat!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My foul, with all the pow'rs I boaft,
Is in the boundlefs profpecl loft.
5 '< O may thefe thoughts poflefs my breali.
" Where'er I rove, where'er I reft!
" Nor let my weaker paflions dare
u Confent to fin, for God is there."
Pau s eI.
6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove,
To quit thy fervice and thy love,
Where, Lord, couli I thyprefence fhun,
Or from thy dreadful glory run !
7 If up to heav'n I take my flight,
'Tis there thou dwell'ft enthron'd in light;
Or dive to hell, there veng'ance reigns,
And Satan groans beneath thy chains.
8 If mounted on a morning ray
I fly beyond the Wellcrn Sea,
Thy fwifter hand would rlrlt arrive,
And there arreft thy fugitive.
9 Or fliould I try to fhun thy fight
Beneath the fpreading veil of night,
One glance of thine, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darknefs into day.
jo " O may thefe thoughts po/frfs my breaft,
" Where'er I ro^e, where'er I reft.'
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" Nor let my weaker paflions dare
«< Confent to fin, for God is there."
Pausi II.
1 1 The veil of night is no difguife,
No fcreen from thy all-fearchir.g eyes ;
Thy hand can feize thy foes as loon
Thro' midnight (hades as blazing noon.
1 2 Midnight and noon in this agree,
Great God, they're both alike to thee ;
Not death can hide what God will ipy,
And hell lyes naked to his eye.
13 ." O may thefe thoughts pcffefs my bread,
" Where'er I rove, where'er I reft J
*' Nor let my weaker paffions dare
'< Confent to fin, for God is there."
PSALM CXXXIX. Second part. Long metre.
The wonderful formation of man.
1 ,r"jn WAS from thy hand, my God, I came,
Jl. A work of fuch a curious frame ;
In me thy fearful wonders fhine,
And each proclaims thy /kill divine.
2 Thine eyes did all my limbs furvey,
Which yet in dark confufion lay; ^
Thou faw'ft the daily growth they took,
Form'd by the model of thy book.
3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd,
And what thy fov'reign counfels fram'd,
* (The breathing lungs, the beating heart)
Was copy'd with unerring art.
4 Atlaft to mew my Maker's name,
God ftamp'd his image on my frame,
And in fome unknown moment join'd
The iinifh'd members to the mind,
Aa
PSALM (
e the young feeds of thought began,
ill rhe paffioi I :
• God, our infant-nature pays
Immortal tribute to thy prai.j.
Pause.
6 Lord, fince in my advancing age
I've acted on life's bufy flage,
Thy thought^ of love to me furmount
The pow'r of number to recount.
*] I could furvey the ocean o'er
And count each (and that makes the fhorc,
Before my fwifteft thoughts could trace
The num'rous wonder^ of thy grace.
2 Thefe on my heart are Hill imprelt,
With thefe I give my eyes to
And at my waking hour I fin J -
God and his love poflefs my mind.
PSALM CXXXIX. Third pyt. Long metre.
Sincerity projeffi d ami grace tried : or, The heart-J.arch-
1 1% /J* Y God, what inward grief I feel
XV Jl When impious men tranfgrefs thy will i
urn to hear their lips profane,
Take thy tremendous name in vain.
2 Does not my foul dcteft and hate
The .bns of malice and deceit ?
Thofe that oppofe thy laws and thee,
I count them enemies to me.
0. Lord, fearch my foul, try evVy thought;
Tho' my own heart accufe me not
Of walking in a fa lie difguife,
I beg the trial of thine •
^ Doth fecret mifchief lurk within ?
Do 1 :^e unknown fm ?
O turn my feet whene'er I ftrs
Ajud ltad %i* in thy J
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PSALM CXXXIX. Firjlpart, Com. met,
God is every *where.
1 T N all my vail concerns with thee,
X In vain my foul would try
To fhun thy prefence, Lord, or £ee
The notice of thine eye.
2 Thy all-furrounding fight furveys
. My rifing and my reft,
My public walks, my private ways,
And fecrets of my breaft.
3 My thoughts ly open to the Lord
Before they're formal within ;
And ere my lips pronounce the word
He knows the fenfe I mean.
4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high I
Where can a creature hide !
Within thy circling arms I ly,
Befet on ev'ry fide.
5 So Jet thy grace furround me ftilf, C
And Hke a bulwark prove,
To guard my foul from ev'ry ill,
Secur'd by fov'reign love.
P a us E.
6 Lord, where (hall guilty fouls retire
Forgotten and unknown ?
In hell they meet thy dreadful fire,.
. In heav'n thy glorious throne.
*j Should I fupprefs my vital breath
To Ycape the wrath divine,
Thy voice would break the bars of death,
And make the grave refign.
8 If wing'd with beams of morning light
I fly beyond the Weft,
Thy hand, which mail fu pport my flight*
Would ibqn. betray my reft.
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o'er my fins I think to draw
The curtains of the night,
Thofe filming eyes that guard thy law
Would turn the (hades to light.
io The beams of noon, the midnight hour
Are both alike to thee :
ty I ne'er provoke the pow'r
From which J cannot flee.
PSALM CXXXIX. Second part. Com. met-
Viifdom cf God in the formation of
i "T X T HEN I with pleafmg wonder Itand,
V V And all my frame fun
rd, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand
Thus built my humble clay.
2 Thy hand my heart and reins pofieft;
Where unborn n;» are grew;
Thy wifdom all my features trae'd,
And all my members en
3 Thine eye with nicefl care furvey'd,
The growth of ev'ry part :
Till the whole fcheme thy thoughts had laid
copy'd by thy art.
4 Heav'n, earth, and fea, and fire, and wind,
Shew me thy wondrous fkiil •
But I review myfelf, and find
Diviner wonders ftill.
5 Thy awful glories round me Urine,
My Hem proclaims thy praife;
Lord, to thy works of nature join
Thy miracles of grace.
PSALM CXXXIX. i4j ;
Common metre.
relet of God iarutm
i T ORD, when I ct 'er,
1 a They lUike me with furprize;
PSALM CXLI. 23 c.
Not all the fands that fpread the fliore
To equal numbers rife.
2 My flefh with fear and wonder (lands,.
The product of thy flcill,
And hourly bleflings from thy hands
Thy thoughts of love reveal.
3 Thefe on my heart by night I keep,.
How kind, how dear to me !
O may the hour that ends my fbep
Still find my thoughts with thee-
PSALM CXLI. 2, 3, 4, £
Watchfulnejs and brotherly reproof*.
A morning or evening pfalm.
r "T% /|" Y God, accept my early vows,
_[_ V X Like morning incenfe in thine houfe^
And let my nightly worship rife
Sweet as the ev'ning facrifke.
2 Watcli o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,
From ev'ry ralh and heedlefs word ;
Nor Jet my feet incline to tread
- The guilty path where finners lead..
3 O may the righteous, when I ftray,
i e and reprove nrv wand 'ring way,
Their* gentle words, like ointment fried,
Shall never bruife,. but chear my head..
4 When I behold them- pre it with grief,
I'll cry to htfkv'h for their relief;
And by my warm petitions prove
Kcw much I prize their faithful love.
"PSALM CXLII.
God is the hope of the helplef.
I rTH O God I mike my forrows known,
X From God I fought relief;
A* 3
PSALM CXL
ts before his throne
I pour'd out d\l
foul was overwhelm n'd with woes,
heart beg^n to b\\
My us knows,
He knows the way I take.
3 On cv'ry tide I cad mine eye,
And found my helpers •
Wlille friends and ftrangers pais me by
. unknown.
4 Then did I raife a louder cry,
And cail'd thy mercy near,
" Thou art my portion when I die,
'• Be thou my refuge here."
5 Lord I am brought exceeding low,
^ New let thi:;e e£r attend,
: es who vex me know
I've an Almighty Friend.
C From my fad prifon fet me free,
Then lhall I praiu
And holy men (hall join with me,
Thy kindnefs to proclaim.
P S A L M CXLIII.
C
1 ~\ /T Y righteous Judge, my gracious God,
_l\_L Hear when I fpread my hands abroad,
I cry for fuccour from thy throne,
O make thy truth and mercy kn(
2 L< . t not againft me pah ;
Behold thy fervant pleads thy gr..
• Id juitice call us to thy bar,
live is guiltkfs ike
5 Look down in pity, Lord, and fee
Th* - ... me;
PSALM CXLIIL 283
Down.to the dufl: my life is brought,
Like one long bury"d and forgot.
4 I dwell in darknefs and unfeen,
My heart is defolate within ;
My thoughts in mufmg filence trace
The antient wonders of thy grace.
5 Thence I derive a glimpfe of hope
To bear my linking; fpirits;
1 ft retch- my hands to God again,
And third like parched lauds for raibi
6 For thee I thirlt, I pray, I mourn ;
When wiil thy fmiling face return :
Shall all my joys on earth remove ?
And God for ever hide his love ?
7 My God, thy long delay tofave,
Will fink thy pris'nerto the grave;
My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye j
Make hafte to help before I die.
8 The night is witncfs to my tears,
Diitreffing pains, diftreffing fears ;
0 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 heavy foul on high ;
For thee fit waiting all the day,
And wear the tireiome hours away.
10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and fhow
Which is tire path my feet mould go;
If fnares and foes befet the road
1 flee to hide me near my God.
1 1 Teach me to do thy holy will,
And lead me to thy heav'nly hill ;
Let the good Spirit of thy love
Conduct me to thy courts above.
j 2 Then (hall my foul no more complain,
The tempter then Jhall rage in Yain j
2*4 P S A L M CXLI
L-fh, that was my foe before,
. cr vex my fpirit more.
PSALM CXLIV. FirJ} part. I, 2.
•lance and viclory in the fpirilual 'warfare-.
1 T7 O R ever blefied be the Lord
X. My Saviour and my lhield ;
lie fends his Spirit with his word,.
To arm me for the field.
2 When fin and hell then- fc:ce unite,
He makes my foul his care,
Inftructs mc to the heav'nly fight,
And guards me thro' the war.
3 A friend and helper fo divine
Doth my weak courage 1
lie makes the glorious vicVry mine,
And his ihall be the p:.
P S A L M CXLIV. t. 3,4,5,6.
The lanity of mar., and condcjbt
i X O R D, what is man, poor feeble ma
JLi Born of the earth at firft :
His life a fhadow, light
Still haiPnlng to the duit.
2 O what is feeble dying itan,
Or any of his race,
That God fnould make it his concern
To viiit him with grace !
3 That God who darts his light'ni % down,
Who (hakes the worlds above,
J mountains tremble at his frown,
How wondrous is his love !
PSALM CXLIV. -. la — 15.
Gra tim,
1 TTAPP ons
XJL L.-v . ;et,
P*S A L M CXLV. 28*
And daughters bright as poliuYd ftones
Give ftrength and beauty to the ftate.
2 Happy the country, where the fheep.
Cattle, and corn, have large increafe ;
Where men fecureiy work or ileep,
Nor Tons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd ;
But more divinely bleffc are thofe
On whom the all-fumcientGod
Himfelf with all his grace beftows.
PSALM CXLV. Long metre.
-The greatmfs of God.
1 ~|\/S" Y God, my king, thy various praife
JlVX Shall fill the remnant of my days :
Thy grace employ my humble tongue
Till death and "glory raife the fong.
2 The wings of ev'ry hour mall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;.
AjkI ev'ry felting fun fhall fee
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and juftice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows an endlcfs itream :
Thy mercy lwift, thine anger ilow,
But dreadful to the ftubborn foe.
4 Thy works with fov'reign glory fhine>.
And {peak thy majefty divine;
Let Britain round her fhores proclaim
The found and honour of thy name.
Let diftant times and nations raife
The long fucceflion of thy praife :
And unborn ages make my long
The joy and labour of their tongue.
6 But who can fpeak thy wond'rous deeds i
Thy greatnefs all our thoughts exceeds;
Vaft and unfearchable thy ways,
Vaft an|J immortal be thy praife.
286 PSALM CXLV.
PSALM CXLV. I—;, u, 13. r:
The greatneft of C
1 T ON C as I live I'll blcfc thy name,
I a My King, my God of love ;
My work andjoyfha!l be the fame, %
In the hiieht world above.
2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown,
And let his praife be great:
I'll fiag the honours of thy throne,
Thy works of grace repeat.
3 Thy grace (hall dwell upon my tongue;
And while my lips rejoice, .
The men that hear my (acred fong
Shall join their chearful voice.
4 Fathers to fons mall teach thy name,
And children learn thy ways ;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations found thy praife.
5 Thy glorious deeds of antient date
Shall thro' the world be known ;
Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly date
With public fplendour mown.
6 The world is manag'd by thy hands,
Thy famtS are rul'd by love ;
And thine eternal kingdom itands,
Though rocks and hills remove.
PSALM CXLV. 7, Sec. Sc.
The good fiefs of God.
1 £1 W E E T is the mem'ry of thy grace
O My God, my heav'nly King:
Let age to age thy righteouinefs
In founds of glm '')
2 God reigns on high, but not confines
#
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Thro? the whole earth his bounty mines,
And ev'ry want fupplies.
5 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food,
Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
\ Plow kind are thy companions, Lord !
How flow thine anger moVes ?
But foon he fends his pard'ning word
To chear the fouls he loves.
Creatures with all their endlefs race
Thy pow'r and praife proclaim ;
But faints that tafte thy richer grace
Delight to blefs thy name.
PSAL M CXLV. r4, 17, &c. Third part.
Mercy to fuehrers : or, God hearhigpraytr.
1 X ET ev'ry tongue thygoodnels fpeak,
JLj Thou fov'reign Lord of all;
Thy ftrength'ning hands uphold the weak,
And raiie the poor that fall.
2 When forrow bows the fpirit down,
Our virtue lyes di lire ft
I Beneath fome proud oppreffor's frown,
Thou giv'ft the mourners reft.
3 The Lord fupports onr tott'ring days,
And guides our giddy youth :
Holy and juft are all his ways,
And all his words are truth.
He knows the pain his fervants feel,
He hears his children cry,
And their bed wiihes to fulfil
His grace is ever nigh.
5 His mercy never fliall remove
From men of heart fuicere.}
288 PSALM CXLVI.
He faves the fouls whofc humble love,
Isjoiu'd with holy
6 [His (hibborn foes his fword (hall flay,
And pierce their hearts with pain;
But none that ferye the Lord lh.ill fay,
" They fought liii aid in vain.'']
7 [My lijH (hail duel] upon his praife,
And fpread his fameabi
Let all rhefons of Adam
Thei.onours of ih.ir God. J
PSALM CXLVI. Long metre.
Praife to God for bis good tteft an .
1 T^Raise ye the Lord, my heart lhall join
Jl In works fo pleafant, fb divine;
Now while the flelh is mine si
And when my foul afcends to God.
2 Praife (hall emf loy my nobleft pow'rs,
While immorta'ity endures;
My days of praife ihall ne'er be paft,
While life, and thought, and being Lift.
3 Why fhould I make a m in my tr
Princes mult die and turn to dull ;
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r
And thoughts all vanifti in an hour.
4 Happy the man, whofe hopes rely
On IfraTs God : he made the flty,
And earth and feas with all their train,
And none (hall ftnd his prcmife vain.
5 His truth for ever ftands fecure :
He faves th' oppreft, he feeds the poor;
He fends the lab'ring coufcier.ee peace.
And grants the pris'ners fweet releafe.
6 The Lor J. t the blind;
The Lor J ..J;
* PSALM CXLVI. a*9x
He helps the dranger in didrefs,
The widow and the fatherlefs^
7 He loves hh faints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell :
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns; >
Praife Him in everiading drains.
PSALM CXLVI. As the 1 13th Pfalm. *
Praife io God for his goodnefs and truth.
i X 'LL praife my Maker with my breath ;
J_ And when my voice is lod in death
Praife mail employ my nobler pow'rs :
My days of praife (hall ne'er be pad
While life and thought and being lad.
Or immortality endures.
2 Why mould Pmake a rnan my truft ?
Princes mud die and turn to dud ;
Vain is the help of flefh and blood :
Their breath departs their pomp and powV
And thoughts all vanifti in an hour*
Nor can they mike their promife good.
3 Happy the man whole hopes rely
On IfraTs God : he made the fky,
And earth and feas with all their train : v
His truth for ever dands fecu'-e ;
He faves th' oppre -\, he feeds the poor,
And none fjiaii tind his promife vain.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ;
The Lord ilipports rhe finking mind :
He fends the kib'rii g conscience peac€,
He helps the dranger" in didrefs,
The widow and the fathcrlefs,
And grafts the pris'ntr fweet releafe.
5 He loves his faints, he knows them well,
He turns the wicked down to hell r
Bb
r s ,vn.
Thy God, O Zion,ererreigi
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age
In this exalted work engage ;
Praife him in everlaflang itr
6 I'll praifc him while he lends me breath,
And when my voice is loft in death,
Praife fliall employ my nobler powV ;
My days of praife IhaH ne er be paft,
While life and thought and being laft,
Or immortality endures.
PSALM CXLVII. Fnjlpart.
The divine netting providence etnd-gri
1 "|3 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.
2 The Lord builds up Jerufalem,
And gathers nations to his name i
His mercy melts the flubborn foul,
And makes the broken fpirk whole.
3 He form'd the ftars, thofe heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, call > their names :
His wifdom's vaft and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drown' J
4 Great is our Lorvl, and gre.it hi; might ;
And all his glories infinite?
He crowns the meek, rewards 4:c ju(r,
And treads the wicked to the duft.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
all round the
the fruitful rain,
Nor lets th vain.
6 He makes the graft the hills adorn,
. :lothes the fmillflg rields with corn ;
PSA.L M CXLVIL 29-
The hearts with food his hands fupply,
And the young ravens when they cry.
'• "What is the creature's (kill or force,
The fprightly man, the warlike horfe,
The nimble wit. the acVive 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 his image there.
PSALM CXLVTi. Second part*
Summer and winter.
A Song for Great Britain.
1 f~\ Britain praife thy mighty God,
K^Jr And make his honours known abroad;
He bid the ocean round thee flow :
Not bars of brafs could guard thee fo.
2 Thy children are fecure and bleft ;
Thy (bores have peace, thy cities reft;
He feeds thy fons with fineft wheat,
And adds his bleffing to their meat.
3, Thy changing feafons he ordains,
Thine early and thy latter rains :
His flakes of mow like wool he fends,
And thus the fpringing corn defends.
4 With hoary froft he ftrows the ground ;
His hail defceods with clatt'ring found :
Where is the man fo vainly bold,
That dares defy his dreadful cold !
5. He bids the Southern breezes blow;.
The icexliliblvcs, the waters flow :
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call the Britons to his praife.
6 To all the ifle his laws are fhown ;
His gofpel through tke nation known ;
Bb 2.
P S A I. M CXLVIL
He hath not tfv^ revcai'd his word
To ev'ry land. f>raife ye the Lord.
\LM CXLVH. , S. Com. m
The /-.
i X^7 I T H fongi and honmr. -. founding loud
vv
Over the heav'ns lie fpreads his cloud,
And waters veil the fky.
2 He f;nds his fhow'rs of hlcllmg down
Tochear the plains below;
He makes the grais the mountains crown >
-. corn in valleys g i
3 He chives the grazing ox his meat-,
He bears the ravens cry;
But man, who taftes his finell wheat,
Should raii'e his honours high
4 His fteady counfels change the face
Of the declining year;
Pie bido the fun cut fhort his race,
And wint'ry days appear.
5 His hoary froft, his fleecy fnow,
Defcend and clothe the ground :
The liquid dreams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from his dreadful ftores on high
He pours the rattling hail,
The wretch that dares this God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He fends his word and melts the fnow,
The fields no longer mourn :
He calls the warmer gales tc blow,
And bids the fpring return.
? The changing wind, the flying clouJ,
Obey his mighty word :
With fongs and honours founding I
PraUe ye the fovV.
PSALM CXLVIir. ajH
PSALM CXLVIII. Proper metre.
Praife to God fro?n all creatures ,
1 "\T E tribes of Adam, join
X With heav'n and earth and feas,
And offer notes divine
To your Creator's praife, .
Ye holy throng
Of angels bright
In worlds of light
Begin the fong,
2 Thou fun with dazzling rays?
And moon that r.ules the night.
Shine to your Maker's praife,
With (tars of twinkling light,
His pow'r declare,
Ye floods on high,
And clouds that fly
In empty air.
3 The mining worlds above
In glorious order (land,
Or in fwift courfes move
By his fupreme command,
He-fpake the word,
And all their frame
From nothing came
To praife the Lord.
4 He mov'd their mighty wheels
In unknown ages paft,
And each his word fulfils
While time and nature lafh.
In diff'rent ways
His works proclaim
His wondrous name,
And.fpeak his praife.
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L M CXLVTIL
Pausf.
5 Let all the earth-born race,
And monfters of* the deep.
The fifh that cleave the feas,
Or in their bofom fleep,.
From Tea and more
Their tribute pay,
Andftill difplay
Their Maker's pow'r.
% Ye vapours, hail, and mow,
Praife ye th' almighty Lord,
And ftormy winds that blow
To execute his word.
When lightnings flfme,
Or thunders roar,
Let earth adore
His hand divine.
7 Ye mountains near the fkie:,
With lofty cedars there,
And trees of humbler fize,
That fruit in plenty bear;
Beafts wild and tame,
Birds flies, and worms,
In various forms
E.\a!t his name.
3 Ye kings, and judges, fear
Thr- Lord, the fov'reign Ki; .
And while you rule us here,
His heav'nly honours fing :
Nor let the dream
Of pow'r and i: a
Make you f<
His pow'r fupreme.
rins and youths, er.gRgt
To found his praife di\
Wiv.le infancy and age
. .
PSALM CXLVIIi. 2$s
WUIe as he reigns
His name be lung
By ev'ry tongue
In endlefs ftrains.
10 Let all the nations fear'
The God that rules above y
He brings his people near,
And makes them tafte his love ;
While earth and iky
Attempt his praife,.
His faints fhall raife
His honours high.
PSALM CXLVIII. P£rap/>rafedmlMmg metre
Univcrfal praife to God.
1 T O U D hallelujahs to the Lord,
1 a From diitant worlds where creatures dwell ;
Let heav'n begin the iblemn word,
And found it dreadful down to hell.
Note, This Pfalm may be fung to the tune of the
*U i\2thy or 127M Pfalm> if theft two lines be added-
to every Jlanza% viz.
Each of his works his name difplay?,
But they can ne'er fulfil the praife.
Otberwife it mujl be fung tv the ufualtur.es cfihe Long,
metre.
2 The Lord ! how abfoiute he reigns I
Let ev'ry angel bend the kneee ;
Sing of his love in heavnly (trains,.
Aneiipeak how fierce his terrors be.
3 High on a throne his glories dwells
An awful throne of fhining blefs :
Fly thro' the world, O fun, and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to just
# Awake, ye tempefts, and his fame
la founds of dreadful praife declare 3-
PSALM GXLVIII.
And the fweet whifper of his name
Fill ev'ry gentler breeze of air.
5- Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree -
To join their praife with blazing fire j
Let the firm earth and rolling fea
In this eternal fong confpire.
6 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his (kill;
Valleys ly low before his eye :
And let his praife from ev'ry hill
Rile tuneful to the neighb'ring fky.
7 Ye ftubborn oaks, and ftately pines
Bend your high branches and adore :
Praife !y-n, ye beafts, in diff'rent (trains ;
The lamb mufl bleat, the lion roar.
8 Birds, ye mufl make his praife your theme,
Nature demands a fong from you :
While the dumb fifh that cut the dream
Leap up and mean his praifes too.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you fing??
O for a fhout from old and young,
From humble fwains and lofty kings !
30 Wide as his vaft dominion lyes
Make the Creator's name he known;
Loud as his thunder fhout his praife,
And found it lofty as his throne.
3 1 Jehovah ! *ti^ a glorious word !
O may t dwell on ev'ry tongue !
But faints who !>ea have known the Lore,
Are bound toraiie the nobleft fong.
12 §peak of the wonders cf that love
Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry chord?'
From all below and all abr I
^feud halleluiahs to ♦heJLc:
PSALM CXLVIII. w 297
PSALM CXLVHI. Short metre.
Unherfal praifi.
1 X ET ev'ry creature join
I a To praife th' eternal God ;
Yeheav'nly hoits, the long begin
And found his name abroad.
2 Thou fun with golden beams,.
And xnoon with paler rays,
Ye ftarry lights, ye twinkling flames.
Shine to your Maker's praife.
3 He built thofe worlds above,
And fipL'd their wondrous frame;-
By his command they ftand or move-,.
And ever fpeak his name.
4 Ye vapours, when ye rife,
Or fall in fhow'rs or fnow,
Ye thunders murm'ring round the ikies*
His pow'r and glory mow.
5 Wind, hail, and flaming fire,
Agree to praife the Lord,
When ye in dreadful ftorms confpire
To execute his word.
6 By all his works above
His honours be expreft _
But faints, that tafte his faving love- *
Should iing his praifes belt.
Pause L
7 Let earth and ocean know
Tl*ey owe their Maker praife ;
Praife him, ye watry worlds below,
And monfliers of the feas.
8 From mountains near the iky
Let his high praife refound,
From humble ihrubs and cedars high,
And vaks and fields around.
29S PSAL M CXLVIIT.
9 Ye lions of the wood,
And tamer beads that graze,
Ye live upon his daily f ""
And he experts your praife.
io Ye bird< of lofty wing,
On high his prai
Or fit on ftow'ry boughs, and Hng
Your Maker's glory there.
1 1 Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wifdom fhow,
And flies in all your fhiningfwarms,
Praife him that dreft you fo.
12 By all the earth-born race
His honours be exprc.'r,
But faints that know his heav'nly grace
Should learn to praife him belt.
PauseII.
13 Monarchs of wide command,
Praife ye thJ eternal King;
Judges adore the fov'reign hand,
Whence all your Honours fpring,
14 Let vig'rous youth engage,
To iounJ his praifes high ;
While growing b ibes and withering age
Their -feeble voices try.
15 United zeal be f
His wondrous fame to raife ;
God is the^Lord : his name alone
Deferves our endlefs praife.
1 6 Let nature join with
And all pronounce him bleft,
But feints that dwell fo near his heart
Should f:r.™ his praifes bed.
PSALM CXLIX. 299
PSALM CXLIX.
Praife God, all his faints : or, The faints judge the
nvor/J.
1 A LLye that love the Lord rejoice
il And let yotir (brigs be new;
Amidil the church with chearful voice
His later wonders fbevw
2 The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer ling -
. And GentUe nations join ihe praife
While Zion owns her King.
g The Lord takes pleafure in the juft,
Whom fmners treat with fcorn;
The meek that lyedefpi^'d in dull
Salvation ihall adorn.
4 Saints {hall be joyful in their King
Ev'n on a dying bed :
And like the fouls in glory fmg,
J For God (hall raife the dead.
jj Then his high praife tell fill their tongues.
Their hand fh.ill wield the iword :
, And.veng'ance fhall attend their longs,
The veng'ance of the Lord.
When Chrift the judgment-feat afcends,
And bids the world appear.
Thrones nre prepar'd for all his friends
Who humbly lov'd him here.
Then fhall they rule with iron rod
Nations that dare rebel ;
And join the fentence of their God,
On tyrants doom'd to hell.
The royal fmners bound in chains
New triumphs fhall afford ;
Such honour for the faints remains-:
Praife ye, and love the Lord.
5oo PSALM CL.
P3A;LM CL. i, 2, 6.
Jl fcr.g of praife.
1 T N God's own houfe pronounce his praife,
l_ His grace he there reveals;
To heav'n your joy and wonder raiie,
For there his glory dwells.
2 Let all your facred pafiions move
While you rehearfe his deeds ;
But the great work of faving love
Your higheft praife exceeds.
3 All that have motion, life and breath
Proclaim your Maker bleft ;
Yet when my voice expires in death,
My foul (hall praife him beft.
TheCHRISTIAN DOXOLOGY.
Long metre.
TO God the Father. God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praife, and glory giv'n
By all on earth, and all in heav'n.
Common metre.
LET God the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit be ador'd,
Where there are works to make him known,
Or faints to love the Lord.
Common metre.
re the tune includes titxfiar
I.
TH E G«'d pf mere
0 calls our fouls horn death,
Who firves by his Redeeming word,
And nc a -creating breath.
D. OXOLOGIES. 30*
II.
To pralfe the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,
The One in Three, and three in One,
Let faints and angels join.
Short metre.
E angels round the throne,
And faints that dwell below,
Worfhip the Father, praife the Son,
And blefs the Spirit too.
Y'
As the iigthPialm.
NO W to the great andfacred Three,
The Father, Son, and Spirit be
Eternal praife and glory giv'n,
.Thro' ail the worlds where God is known,
By all the angels near the throne
And all the faints in earth and heav'n.
As the i4SthPfalm.
TO God the Father's throne
Perpetual honours raife ;
Glory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit praife ;
With, all our pow'rs,
Eternal King,
Thy name we fmg,
While faith adores,
Ah INDEX; or, TABLE to find a
Psalm fuited to particular Subjects
or Occasjo:.
Kote, In this Tabic I have not directed to the Several
Parts or Metres of the Pfalm, ltft it fhouid breed too great a
confufion of figures. What is fought in any Ffalm, may ea-
fily be found, by turning a leaf or two backward or forward,
to the diflintt Farts or Metres.
Tf you find not what word you ftck in this Table, feek an-
c*l cr cf the fame fignificaticn : rr, fuk it under fome of
the more general words, fuch as God, Chrift, Ckurch,
Grr.cc, Deliverance,
Death, &a
ADAM the firft and fe-
cond, tlitir dominion 8.
Afflicted*, pity to them 41 , 35.
and tempted, Supported 5>,
14c, 14$. their prayer 1 cz,
14 3. faints happy 73, up,
74th part, 94.
us, hope in them 41,
1 ?, 7 7- Support and profit
119, 14th part. Initruclion
by them 94, 119, iSthpart.
janclified94, 119, i8:hpart.
Courage in them up, 17th
1 . -. Subptiflton to them
n men^
r graces
66, 119, "I7I
and finners different 94. gen-_
tie 103. moderated 1 15. vc-
jy great 101, 143, 77.
A$td faint's rcikcuon and
hope 71.
All feeing God 1 39.
Angeli, guardian, 34,91. all
fi)bjcc"t to Chrift 89, 97.
praifc the Lord 103. prefent
in churches 1 38.
Appeal to God againfl perse-
cutors 7. concerning our Sin-
cerity 1 39. humility 1 3 1.
Afcerfion of Chrift »4, *«.
Affiftancc From God 144, 1 jS.
Athcifm practical 14, 56, 11.
punifhed to.
in,
MS. 14?.
I N' D E X.
Backsliding foul in diftrefs
and defertion is- reftoied
5*. pardoned 78, 1 3C-
Bleifing of God on the bufinefs
and comforts of life 127.
Bleflingsof a family 11S, 133.
of a nation 144, 147- of the
country <>5,-i47- of a perfon
i, 32, 112.
Blood of C h rift clean fing from
fin 51, 69.
Book of nature and fcripture
19, 119, 4th parr.
Britain's profperity 67. deli-
vered from flavcry 75. hap-
pinefs 147.
Brotherly love 1J3. reproof
1-4 1.
Bufirrefs of life bled 1 27 .
C
Care of God over his faints
Charity to the poor 37, 41-,
112. and juftice 15, »»»•
mixed with imprecations 35^.
Chaftifement, fee arBiclions.
Children praifing God 8.
made bleffings 127, 128.
instructed 34, 78.
Chrift the fecond. Adam, his
incarnation, his dominion 8.
his all-fufficiency 1 6. his a-
fcenfion 24, 68, no. the
church's foundation 118.
his coming, the hgtis of it
12. his condefcenfion and
C
SOS
glorification 8. covenant
made with him 89. firft and
fecond cpming, or his incar-
nation, kingdom and judg-
ment, 96, 97, 98. the true
David 89, 35. hisdeathand
refurredtion 22, 16, 69. the
eternal Creator 10 1. exalt-
ed to the kingdom 2, 2t, 8,
72, no. our.example 109.
Faith in his blood $1. God
and man 89. his Godhead 1*2.
ourhope4, 51. his incarna-
tion, and facrirlce 4^. the
king, & the church his fpoufe
45. his kingdom among
the Gentiles 7 a, 87, 13:..
his love to enemies 109, 35,
his majefty 97, 99. his me-
diatorial kingdom 89, no;
his obedience and death 69.
his perfonal glories and go-
vernment 4;., praifed by
children 8. prleft and king
no. Ids refurreduon on the
Lord's day 1 18. ourftrength
and righteoufnefs 71. his
futferings and kingdom 2,
22, 69. his fuffcrings (or
our falvation 69. his zeal
and reproaches ibid.
Christians qualifications r>,
24- church made of Jews
and Gentiles £7.
Church its beauty 45, 48,
122. the birth-place of
faints 87. built on Jefus-
INDEX.
Chrift 11 8. Delight and neighbours no. of heavy
fafety in it 27. Deftrue'tion ' ailiictions in mind and body
of oneirics proceeds from
thence 76. gathered and
failed 131. of the Gentiles
Ai, 47- Gad fights for her
4<J, 10, ao. God'j prtfencc
»43-
.;Tion of Gcd 103, 145,
147.
Communion with faints 106,
' 33-
there 1 ji, 84. God's fpectal Conftffion-of our poverty 16.
delight 87, 131. God's gar- of fin, repentance, and par-
den 91. Going to it in.
the houfe and care of God
13 j. of the Jews and Gen-
tiles 87. its increafe 67.
prayer in dirtrefs 80. perfe-
cted, yh* pcrfecution. Re-
ftorcd by prayer 85, ioi,
107. its fafety in national
don 3x, 51, 38, 1 30, 143.
Conference tender 1 10, 13th
part, its guilt relic
3*. 51, no.
Contention complained of
1 zo.
Convcife with God up, xl
part, 63.
dcfolation 46. is the fafety Convcrfion and joy 116. at
and honour of a nation 48. the afcenfion of Chrift no.
the fpoufe of Chrift 45. its of Jews and Gentiles $7,
worfaip and order 48. ictf, 96.
Wrath againft enemies pro- Correction, fee affliction,
ceeds thence 76. Corruption of manners gene-
Ccljr.ici planted 107. ra! u, p..
Comfort, holinefs, and par- Counfcl and fupport from
don 4, .31, 119, nth and God i<J, 119.
nth parts, and fuppoit in
God 94, 16. from ancient
providences 77, 143. of life
bleftii7. and pardon 130.
Company of faints 16, 109.
Complaint of abfence from
public worfhip 41. of fick-
riefs 6. defertion 13. pride,
athcifin, oppreffion, &
11. of temptation 13. u--
ncral icu. of qu ..
Courage in death 16, 17, 71.
in persecution 119, 1 7 tU
part.
Covenant made with Chrift89.
of grace unchangeable 89,
ic6.
Creation and providence 13c,
n6> 33, '-4, 147, 142
Creatures, no trail ifi
INDEX.
all-fufficient 33- praifing
God 148.
D
Daily devotion J5, * 39-
Day of humiliation for difap-
pointmtnts in war 60.
Death and refurreclion of
Chrift itf, 69. of faints and
Tinners t7, 37, 49- and fuf-
fetirige of Chrift x%% 69.
Deliverance from it 31. and
pride 49. and the refurrec-
tion 49, 71, 89. Courage in
it 16, 17, 13. The effect of ,
fin 90.
Defence in God 3, t-xi. and
falvation- in Godib, 61.
Delaying Tinners warned 95.
Delight and fafety in the
church 48, ^~|J 84. in the
law of God 1 19-, s*th, 8th,
and iSth parts, in God 63,
4.1, 73, 84, 18.
Deliverance begun and perfec-
ted 85. from d.-fpidr 18.
from deep d.itvcls 34, 40.
from deuth 31, 118. from
opprrfnon and fdichood 50".
from -pejfecution 52, 94- by
prayer 34, 40, 85, iz<5.
from Ihipwreck 107. from,
flandcv 31. Surprifing 1x6.
from temptations 3, 6, 13,
18. from a tumult 1 18.
Dcfertion and diftrjs of foul
aS, 13, 38, 143.
Dcfne of knowledge np; 9th
C
30f
part, of holinefs 119, nth
part, of comfort and delive-
rance 119,^ 12th part, of
quickening grace 119, 16th
part.
Defolations, the church's
fafety in them 46.
Defpair and hope in death 1 7,
49. Deliverance from it 18,
rjo.
Devotion daily 55, 134, 141.
on a Tick bed 39, 0. fee
morning, evening, Lord's
day;
Direction and pardon 15. and
defence prayed for $• and
hope 41 fee knowledge.
Difeafe, fee fu knefs.
DiiWs of foul, or backflid-
ing and dcfertion zj. reliev-
ed 51, 1 30.
Dominion of man over crea-
tures 8.
Doubts and fears fupprciTed
3, 31, *4 3-
Drunkard and glutton 107.
Duty to God and man 15, 14.
Dwelling with God, foe hca-
Wbj church, &C.
E
Education, religious 34, 78.
Egypt's plagues 105.
End of the righteous and
Wtcked r, 37.
Encrn'us Gv.-rcome 18. pray-
ed for 3j, 109. defboyed
11, 7.5,v4tf,
c 3
I U D
uid unbelief cured 37,
49.
nd vvifdom of provi-
9.
> re n id 2 iXtliTi 4, j .-) 141.
amination z6. of Sincerity
,3» II
Evil times n. ne i '■■
if.o. rcagiftnUei n, s5; fcz.
txalta-.: to the
>m :, ii, zz, ("9, 72,
l 10.
tion, or evidences of
- J, » 39.
itons to peace and
F
and prayer of fk
:s 35. in the blood of
: yi, 32. in oivine
Ciac.
1 efs of God 81
Hi, j^j, 145. cf man j j,
141.
od, blafpheny.
12. and opprefTion, d
: 2, 56.
and wftrfllip 133. Li.
Fiars 2nd doubts fupprtlTid
;i. in the wnrfhip
,1 1 107
pl.iin-
E X.
>-,f<e pardon,
p So.
FrtfHty of man 89, 90, 14+.
■
p its bltffincs :
Funeial pfalm 89, 90.
G
Gentiles gi\ ;
zz, 7z. church 45, I
87. owning the t;t
9^, o5, 47.
Glorification c;nd condefcen-
fion of Cb:*i> 8, 45. '
of God in our falvation 6$.
and grace promi.cd '~ -.
Glutton 73. and drunkard
' -•
God all in all 117. a!'-
139. all-fufrLient 16, 33.
rig, attributes, and
prot ilence :6, 6s, 1 ■ •"
: faints 7, 34. !.
atioo and providence 33,
104. &c. our dtfcr.ee and
falvation 3, <5i, 33, n c. e-
Urnal, and foven'gn, and
holy, 9;. eternal, and man
mortal, 90, ioz. fait
nefs tos, 111,
and finners faved 69. gnod-
nefs and mercy 14;.
gooJr..
governing pt, •
jufstftf. greatand got
■
INDE X.
help 142. the judge 9, jo,
97. kind to his people 145,
145. his majefry 97. and
condefeeufion 113, 144.
mercy and truth 36, 103,
1 3j, 89, 14J. made man 8.
of nature and grace <5j. his
perfections nr, 36, 145,
1 4:7. our portion, andChrill
our hope4. our portion here
and hereafter 73 his power
and majefty 68, 89, 93, 90.
praifed by children 8. our
pre ■ Itv.s- izr, 138. prefent
in liis churches 84. our re-
fuge in national troubles 46.
our ihepherd 13. his (ove-
rt igaly and goodnefs to man
8, 113, 144. our fupport
and comfort 94. fupreme
governor 8z, 9^, 75. his
vengeance and companion
68j 97. unchangeable 89,
in. his univerfal dominion
j 03. his wifdom in his
works 1:1, 139. worthy of
ali praife i£j, 146, 150.
Good works is, 24, in.
profit men, not God : 6.
Goodnefs of God 8, 1&3, in,
145, 14S*
Gufpel, its glory and fuccefs
19, 45, no. joyful found
8?, oB. worftiip and ovder
48.
Government of Curift 4;.
from God 75.
307
Grace, its evidences, or ftlf-
exnminalion 26, 139. abova
riches 144. without merit
iC, 32. of Chriff 45, 72.
and providence 33, 36", :3s,
135, 147. preferving and
rcftoring 138. truth and
protetflion 57. tried by af-
fliction 17. 66, 125. and
glory 84, 97. pardoning 1 30.
Guilt of confcicnce relieved
33, 31, Si, 13-^
H
Happy faint and curfed fin-
ner 1.
Harvefl 65, 126", 147.
Health, ficknefs, and recove-
ry 6, 30, 31. prayed for 6,
38, 39-
Heart known to God j $<).
Hearing of prayer and falva-
tion 4, 10, 66, 102.
Heaven of feparate fouls and
refir.Tfiftion 17. the faints
dwelling place 24.
Holinefs, pardon, znd com-
fort 4., dt fired 119, nth
part, profclt 119, 3d part,
139.
Hope in darknefs 13, 77, 143.
of refurrec\icn 1 6% 71, and
uefpair in death 1 7, 49. an<i
prayer 27. for victory 20.
:.ud direction 42. in affiic-
tior.s 42, 143.
Hofanna of the children 8,
for the Lard's day :iii
INDEX.
! '., Jet family.
Humiliation day 10. for dif-
appointmjnt <5o.
Humility ami lubmiffion 131,
139.
Hypocrites and hypocrify u,
50.
I
Idolatry reproved 16, 115,
ih <5S, 33. reigns 93,
]cwstJee rfVael.
. fee idolatry.
Imprecations and charity 35.
Inclination 96, 97, 98. and
iacii6ce of Chrift 40.
Infants 1 39, ./£* children.
Inttruction from God 25.
from icriptvire 119.. 4th and
7th pjrts. in piety 34.
Inllructive affiittions 94.
Intemperance puniited 78.
and pardoned ic7.
Joy of 1 - fee de-
light.
Ifrael laved from the Aflyri-
ans 76. faved iron-. I
and [jtougfrt to Canaan 1 3;,
130, 77, uSf »<'/• rebellion
and 1 •
ed hi. ' , 107.
travels in
J 07, 1:4.
Judgment and mercy 9, 68.
Jufticc of providence 9. and
truth to.vards men 1 j.
Jultirkation free 31, 130.
K
King is the care of heaven ir.
King William and King
George 75.
Kingdom of Chr\(k,fee Chrifl
Knowledge dtfircd 19, 119,
9th part.
L
Law of God, delight in it
119.
Iky rewarded 41, in.
Life arui riches,
49. fhort and fctbic £9, gcy
144.
- after God 63, 41.
Lord's Jay, pulm 91, 118.
' 9, $3-
Love of God. to the righteous
and hatred to the wick
11. to our neighbour 15.
of Ci ■ _,;. of
< j. of
God unchangeable 106, 89.
to enemies 109, 3;. bro-
therly 133 and we;«
and-
■Artj warned 58,
INDEX.
89, 90, 144. dominion over
creatures 8. mortal and
Cbrift eternal io:. wonder-
ful formation 1 39.
Mariners pfalm 107.
Marriage myftical 45.
Mafter of a family icr.
Meditation 1, 63, 119, 5th
and 6th parts.
Melancholy reproved 42. and
hope 77. removed 1x6.
Mercies common and ipecial
68, 103. fpiritual and tem-
poral 103. innumerable 136.
cveriafting 136. recorded
107. and judgment 9. and
truth of God 3$, 103, 89,
1 35, 145. 146.
Merit disclaimed Jtf.
Meffiah,/^ Chrift,
Midnight thoughts 63, 139,
119, 5th and 6th parts.
Minifters ordained 13a.
Miracles in the wildernefsi 14.
Morning pfalm 3, 141. of a
fabbath 5, 19, 6i.
Mortality of man 39, 49, 9-.
and hope 89. and God's e-
ternity p3, izz.
' N
Nation's honour and fafety
is the church 48. profperity
67,144. blclled and punifh-
ed 107.
National deliverance 67, 75,
75, 1x4, iz6*. deviations,
the church's fafety and tri-
umph in them 46.
3*9
Nature and fcripture 19, 119,
7th part, of man 1 39.
New England pfalm 107.
Nov. the 5th 115, IZ4,
O
Ouedience fincere 32, \S,
ij9, better than facrifice 5..
Old age, death 9:. and re-
furrection 1 7, 89.
Omnipotence, omnifcienee,
omniprefence, &c. f:e God
P
Pardon, hclinefs and com-
fort 4. of backfliding 78.
and direction 25. and repen-
tince prayed for 38. and!
confefuon 32. of original
end aclual fin 51. plentiful
with God 1 33.
Patience under afniciiorts %^i
under perfcculions 37, 44.
in darknefs 77, 130, 131.
Peace and holincfs encouraged:
34. with men defired 1 20.
Perfection of God in, 145,
M7, 36.
Perfecuted faints, their prayer
and faith 35, 44, 74, 80, 83.
Perfecutkin, victoiy over and
deliverance from it 7, 53,
94. courage in it 119, 17th
part.
Perfecutors puni ihed 7, 129,
149. their folly 14. com-
pla;ned of 2S, 44, 7 4, St...
83. deliverance from theru
94, 9, i<h
I N
Pcrfcverance t 38. ia trials
1 19, 1 7tli part.
Perional glories of Cluift 4c.
Peftilcnce, preservation in
it 91.
Piety, inftrnclions therein 34.
fee faint.
Pity to the affiled |
charity, God.
Pleading without repining 39,
123. the proniifcs 119, icth
part.
Poor, charity to them ic,
37, 4i, in-
Portion of faints and finners
*', *7, 37-
Poverty confcfTed 16.
Power and majefty of God 89,
6 8, 145- fee God.
Practical atheifm 14, 36.
Praife to God from children
8. for creation and provi-
dence 33, 104. to our Crea-
tor 130, from ail creatures
14S. for eminent delive-
rance 34, 118. general 86,
14s, 1 50. for the gofpel 98.
for health reftored 30, 116.
for hearing prayer 66, 101.
to Jefiw Chrift 45. from all
nations 117. and prayer
public 6$. for protection
grace and truth 57. for pro-
vidence and grace 36. for
rainfij, 147. from the fiinti
149, ijc. for temporal Idcf-
fings 68, 147. fol
D E X.
tiorM overcome 18. '
tory in war ibid.
Prayer heard 4, 34, 5
in time of war 10. and hope
of vict ,-r/ z". praifepul
and hope 17. in the church's
dirtrefs 80. heard and Zion
reftored tot. and fai: h of
perfecuted faint* 35, 37, 56.
and praife for deliverance 34.
for repentance and pardon,
tkc. 3^. fee complaint.
Preferring grate, 1 33.
Prefervation in public d
46, 91 , 1 iz. dailj hi.
Piide and athcLfm, ahd op-
preffion punilhed 1
and death 49.
Priefthood of Chrift jr, 11c.
PriDces vain 6x, 146-
Profxffion-of finccrity and re-
pentance &c. 119, 3d part,
-:fe 50.
Promifes and threatnines 81.
pleaded 119, i;th part.
Profptrily dangerous 55, 7 3.
Prosperous Tinners curfed 3*,
49, ??•
Protection, truth, and grace
57. by day and night III.
Providence, its wifdom and
equity 9. and creation 33,
1 35, 1 3$. and grace 36,
. i perfections of God
^6. its rm fiery unfolded 7 3-
record.
INDEX
earth, and fca 35, 6$, 89,
104, 107, 147.
Prudence and zeal 39.
Pfalm for foldiers 18. 60. for
old age 71. forhufbandroen
65. for a funeral 89, 90.
for the Lord's day 91. be-
fore prayer 95. before fer-
mon ibid. for magiftrates
1 or. for houfhold'.rs ici.
for mariners 107. for glut-
tons and dru.kards 1 07. for
New England ibkl. for the
fifth of November 115, 114.
for Great Britain 67, 147.
fee morn. even. &c.
Public praife for private mer-
cies 116, 118. for delive-
rance 1 24. worfliip, abfence
from it complained of 4:.
worfliip attended on 122.
prayer and praife £5, 84.
Punifhment of finners 1, 11,
37. and falvation 78, 8t,
io<5. fee affliction.
Purpofts holy 119, 15th part.
0^
Qualifications of a Chri- .'
ftian 15, 24. 1
Quarrelfome neighbours 120.
Quickening grace 119, 16th
part.
R
Rain from heaven 135, 6s,
147.
Recovery from ficknefs 6, 30,
116.
311
Rejoicing in God 18. fee joy,
delight.
Relative duties 15, 133.
Religion and juftice 15. in
words and deeds 37.
Religious education 34, 78.
Remembrance of- former deli-
verances 77, 143.
Repentance, conftfllon, and
pardon 31. and prayer for
pardon and Itrength 38. and,
faith in the blood of Chrift
Si.
Reproach removed 31, 37.
Refignation 39, 113, 131.
Refolutions holy 119, 15th
part.
Reftoring grace 138, 13.
Refurrec~iion and death of
Chrift 2, i/5. of the faints
i5, 17, 49, 71. and death
AO, 7i, 89, so-
Reverence in worfliip 89, 99.
Revolution by King William
75-
Riches their vanity 49. com-
pared with grace 144.
Righteous, fee faints.
Righteouihefs from Chrift 71..
yiv falvation, pardon, Chrift.
S
Sabbath, fee Lord's day.
Sacrifice '40, ji, 69. incarna-
tion of Chrift 40.
Safety in public dangers 91.
and triumph of the church
in national defections 46.
312
iii God 61. and delight in
rch i7-
Saint* happy, and
curfed i, i j i <o i ft p
fafctlr in c> (1
the !)cil company r<J
raclerued is, 14. i
ners portion
in he-
ed and : , ic£>.
J ^ rc-
wnro '.:. and
fmne: S
encc :.
r l;ves
1 '. _ •■. : pardon-
t '. . . cttd to
:.d and
pu fe;
-;ng the
■
Salvatk - 10. and
ence in
< :•>, 9;.
1 19, laft
part, 94. •
Satan fol d
i'.h the
book < 1 ■ 1 19, 7th
pa;t. roni it
i'9, i •
INDEX.
attended with the
if 9, 9;
• ' c year 65, 147.
Seam.in's fong it 7.
devotion 1 if, id part,
34-
Seeking God $3, 17.
Self-examination, or |
ces of grace z<5, 1 $9.
Separate fouls, heaven i".
Shepherd of faints is G
Shipwreck prevented 107.
Sick-bed devotion 6,
j 1 6.
. fs healed 6, 30, 1 16.
Signs of ChrilYs coming rx,
96, (Sec.
Sin of nature 14. original and
aclnal, con felTed and pardon-
ed ci. and chaftifen
faints 7S, 1 c r>. uni-.' .
Sincerity 19, zfiT" 1'-
p roved and rewai
profefr. 119, 3d part.
, and faint hap-
py 1. 1 c and faints ~
*> * 7, 27, 50. hatred and
faints patience 37. deftroy-
cd, and faints chartifed 94.
the torgue u, :..
31 , 110.
, frk-
INDEX.
\*l
Spirit given at Chrift's afcen-
fion 68. his teaching dtfired
119, 9th part, £«,
Spiritual enemies overcome 3,
18 144. bklfings anrl pu-
nifh'-ient 81 minckdnLfs
119. id part, fee faint, grace,
act.
Spoufe of Chrift the King is
the church 45.
Spring of the year 6$. and
fummer 65, 104. and win-
ter 147.
Storm and thunder zj, 135,
148.
Strength, repentance, and
pardon prayed for 38. from
Chrift 71. of grace 138.
Submiffion 113, 131. to
Chrift 1. to ficknefs 39.
Succefs of the gofpel 19, 11 a.
Sufferings and death of Chrift
*z. and kingiom of Chrift
z, zz, 69, 1 10.
Summer 6$. and winter 147.
Support and counfel from
God 16. for the afflicted
and tempted 55. and com-
fort in God 94, 119, 14th
part.
Surety and facrifice, Chrift our
40.
T
Temptations overcome 3,
18. in ficknefs 6. efcape
from them 25- of the devil
13. fupport under them 3,
Tempter, fee Satan.
Tender conscience 119, 13th.
part.
Thanks public for private
mercies iid, 118. fee praife.
Threatnihgs and promifes t 1.
Thunder and ftorm Z9, 13$,
13c?, 148.
Times evil n, f%.
Tongue governed 34,„$p.
Trial of our graces by afflicti-
ons 6<5, izj. of our hearts
z6, 139.
Triumph for falvation 18.
and fafety of the church in
national defolations 46. at
the laft day 1 49.
Troubles, fee afflictions, temp-
tations.
Truft in the creatures vain
""* 6z, 146.
Truth, grace, and protection
57, 145, 146. fee God,
faith fulnefs.
Tumult, deliverance from it
118.
V
Vanitt of man as mortal
39, 89, 144. of life and
riches 40.
Vengeance and companion
68. againft the enemies of
the church 76, 149.
Victory hoped and prayed for
»o. over temptations 6, 18,
i44« over temporal enemies
5$, ?4.
Dd
3H
1 9. and deliverance from
pcrfecution 5 3.
Vineyard of God wafted 80.
Unbelief and envy cured 37.
punifhed pj\ •
Unchangeable God 89, in.
Vows paid in the church n 6.
of holinefs 119, 15th part.
W
Waiting for pardon and di-
rection zc. for anfwer to
prayer 85, 143, 1 30.
War, prayer in time of it 20.
difappointments therein 6c.
victory 18. fpiritual 18, 144.
Warnings of God to his peo-
ple 81.
Watchftilnefs 19, 14T. over
the tongue 39.
Weather <Jj, 107, 135, 147,
i4*r
Wicked, fee (Inner, faint.
Wickcdnefsof man 14, 3*, sr.
»Vind, yjrf providence, feafons,
florm.
I N D K X.
Winter and dimmer 147.
Wifdom ai.d equity of provi-
dence 9. of God in his
works 111.
Woid of God, fee icripture.
Works of creation and provi-
dence ic4, 147, 148. and
gracexp, 33, '*'. *15, 'lr>-
good works ptofit men not
God 16.
World's hatred and faints pa-
tience 37.
WorOiip and order of the gof-
pcl 58. delight in it 84.
with reverencc89, 99. daily
55, 1 34, 141. in a family
133. publico^, 84, 122, 1 31.
abfence from it 42, 63.
Wrath and mercy from the
judgment- feat 9- fee more
in Gol, punifhment, (inner,
vengeance.
Zeat. and prudence 39.
Zion its citizens 1 $• Jee church.
T A B L E
To find out any Psalm by the firft Line.
The Figures refer to the Number of the Pfalm.
The fevcral Metres of the Pfalms are diftinguifhed by thefe
initial Letters: c. m. common metre; 1. m. long metre j
p. m. particular metre; and f. m. Jhort metre*
A Pfalm
A LL ye that love the Lord rejoice, cm 149
Almighty Ruier of the flcies, I'm 8
Amidft thy wrath remember love, cm 38
Amongd th' aifcmblies of the great, 1 m 8a
Among the princes, earthly gods, c m 86
And will the God of grace, fm 83
Are all the foes of Zion fools, cm 53
Are finncrs now fo fenfelefs grown, cm 14
Arife my gracious God, fm 17
A* wake, ye faints,, to praife your King, c o> 13s
B
Behold the lof:y fky, fm 19
Behold the Ibve, the gen'rous love, cm 3S
Behold the morning fun, fm 19
Behold the fure foundation ftone, cm 118
Behold thy waiting fervant, Lord, c m 10th part 119
Bfefs, O my foul, the living God, 1 m 103
Blefs'd are the fons of peace, fm 133
Blefs'd are the fouls that hear and know, cm 89
Blefs'd are the undtfil*d in heart, cm iftpart 119
Blefs'd is the man, for ever blefs'd, 1 m 31,
Blefs'd is the man whofe bowels move, 1 m 41
Blefs'd is the man who (huns the place, cm x
Blefs'd is the nation where the Lord, cm 33
C
Children in years and knowledge young, 1 m 34
Come, children, Uarn to fear the Lord, cm 34
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Come, let our voice9*join to raife, 1 m Pfalm p$
Come, found his praife abroad, fm 55
Coahder all my forrows, Lord, c m 4th part 119
D
David rejoie'd in God his flrength, 1 m ai
Deep in our hearts let us record, 1 m 69
E
larly, my God, without delay, cm «3
Exalt the Lord our God, fm 99
F
Far as thy name is known, fm 48
Father, I blefs thy gentle hand, 1 na part ult. 119
Father, I Ting thy wouorous grace, cm 69
Firm and unmov'd are they, fm ii5
Firm was my health, my days were bright, I m 30
Fools in their hearts believe, and fay, cm 14
For ever bit-fled be the Lord, cm 144
For ever fhali my fong record, 1 m 89
From age to age exalt his name, 1 m 107
From all that dwell below the fkics, 1 m 117
From deep diftrefs and troubled thoughts, Ira 130
G
Give thanks to God, .he reigns above, Im . izj
Give thanks to God, invoke his name, cm 105
Give thanks to God n<oft high, p m 136
Give thanks to God the Sovereign Lord, c m
Give to our God immortal praife, 1 m ijj
Give to the Lord, ye fons of fame, 1 m 19
God in his earthly temples lays, 1 m 87
God U the refuge of his faints, 1 m
God my fupporter, and my hope, cm 7 3
God of eternal love, f nv
God of my childhood and my youth, cm 7»
God of my life, look gerrtly down, cm 39
God of my mercy and my praife, c r.i 109
Good is the Lord, the heavenly K:ng, cm C c
. God, Ittcnd while Zion Grigs, 1 m 84
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Great God, how oft did Ifrael prove, 1 m Pfalm 88
Great God, indulge my humble claim, 1 m 63
Great God, the heavens well-order'd frame, 1 m 19
Great God, whofe univerfal fway, 1 m 7*
Great is the Lord, exalted high, lm 13S
Great is the Lord, his works of.-might, cm 112,
Great is the Lord our God, fm 48
Great Shepherd of thine Ifrael, lm 80
H
Had not the Lord, may Ifrael fay, lm 114
Happy is he that fears the Loid, cm 112,
Happy the city where their fons, c m 144
Happy the man to whom his God, c m 31
Happy the man whofe cautious feet, 1 m 1
Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face, c m io*
Hear what the Lord in vifmn faid, cm 89
Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail, cm u
! He reigns, theLoid. the Saviour, reigns, lm 97
He that hath made his refuge God, 1 m 91
I High in the heav'ns, eternal God, 1 m 3$
How awful is thy chaiVning rod, cm 77
How did my heart rejoice to hear, cm ni
How faft their guiit and forrows rife, lm iS
How long, O Lord, fhall I complain, lm 13
How long wilt thou conceal thy face, cm 13
How pleafant, how divinely lair, 1 m 84
How pha£int 'tis to fee, fra 333
How pleas'd and blefs'd was I, p m us
How fhall the ycung'fecure their hearts, c ra 4th part 119
I
Jehovah reigns, he dwells fh light, I m 53
Jcfus. our Lord, afcend thy throne, c m no
Jefus fhall reign where'er the fun, 1 m r%
If Goiifucceed not, all the cofr, lm 127
If God to bu'ld the houfe deny, cm : i5
I Kft my foul to God, fm ary
I'll blefs the Lcrd from day to day, c m 3-4
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th ray breath, p m Pfa!m 14S
I'll frx-ak the honours of my King, cm 45
he Lord : he heard rr.y cries, cm n<
In all my vaft concerns with thee, cm 1 39
In a».gci, Lord, icbuke mc not, cm 6
In God's own houfe pronounce his praife, cm 150
Id Judah God of >ici was known, cm 76"
Into t! ine hand, O Go<l of truth, cm 31
Joy to the world, the Lord is come, c m 98
I let the Lord before my face, cm icJ
Is there ambition in ny heart, cm 131
It is the Lnrd oor Savioqr's hand, 1 m ic%
Judge rr.e, O Lord, and prove my waj s. 1 m 16
Judges, who rule the world by laws, p m 58
Juir are thy ways, and true thy w->rd, 1 ai iS
1 v/:itcd patient for the Lord cm 40
1 will extol thee, Lord, on high, 1 m 30
L
.! the earth their voices raife, p m 96
Let all the heathen writers join, cm part 119
Let children hear the mighty deeds, cm 73
Let every creature join, f m 148
Let every tongue thy gcodnefs fpeak, cm 14.5
Let God arife in all his might, 1 m 69
Let Tinners take their courfe, fm 55
Let Zion in her King rejoice, 1 m
n and her ions rejoice, c m
Long as I live I'll blefs thy name, cm 145
Lord, haft thou caft the nation ofF, c m
Lord, I am thine : but thou wilt prove, lm 17
Lord, I am v:!e, concc'v'd in fin, 1 m 51
Lord, I can fliFer thy rebukes, 1 m S
Lord, I efieem thy judgments right, cm 6th part 119
Lord, if thine eyes fbrvey our faults, cm jo
Xrird, if thou dt>ft not foon appear, 1 m
«^tt)> I have made thy word my choice, c m 8lh part n?
I^Pft^iA the mor::i;£ thou (halt hear, cm 5
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Lord, I will bids thee all my days, I m Pfalm 34
Lord, I w»uld fpread my fore diftrefs, cm 51
Lord of the worlds above, p m 84
Lord, thou haft call'd thy grace to mind, 1 m 8s
Lord, thou haft heard thy fervant cry, cm 118
Lord, thou haft feareh'd and feen me through, lm 139
Lord, thou haft feen my foul fincere, 1 m .18
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray, c m 4
Lord, 'tis a pleafant thing to ftand. 1 m 91
Lord, we have heard thy works of old, c m y 44
Lord, what a feeble piece, f m p>
Lord, what a thoughtlefs wretch was I, 1 m 73
Lord, what is man, poor feeble man, cm 144
Lord, what was man when made at firft, 1 m 8
Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, cm 139
Lord, when thou didft afcmd on high, lm 48
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, 1 m J4S
Lo, what a glorious corner ftonc, 1 m 118
Lo, what an entertaining fight, cm i}$
M
Maker and fov'reign Lord, fm a
Mercy and judgment are my fong, 1 m 101
Mine eyes, and my defire, fm *S
My God, accept my early tows, lm 141
My God, confider my diftrefs, c m uth part 119
My God, how many are my fears, cm 3
My God, in whom are all the fprings, I m 57 .
My God, my everlafting hope, cm 71
My God, my King, thy various praife, 1 m 1.J4
My God, permit my tongue, f m 6" 3.
My God, the fteps of pious men, cm 40
My God, what inward grief I feel, lm 139
My heart rejoices in thy name, cm 31
My ncver-ctafing fengs ftiall fhow, c m 89
My refuge is the God cf love, 1 m
My righteous judge, my gracious God, 1 rrj
My Saviour, and my King, fm
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.viour, my almighty Friend, c m Ffalm 71
My Shepherd is the living Lord, 1m ' 23
My Shepherd will fupply my n?ed, cm 23
IVly foul, how lovely is the place, cm 84
My foul lyes cleaving to the duA, cm part u>
My foul, repeat his praife, fm 103
My foul, thy great Creator praife, pmorlra 14
My fpint looks to God alone. J m c%
My fpirit fmks within me, Lord, 1 m 4Z
My truft U m my heav'nly Fiicnd, cm 7
N
No fleep nor flumber to his eyes, cm 151
Not to our names, thou only Juft and True, p m 11 J
Not to oarfclvcs, who are but duft, I m nj
Now be my heart infpir'd to fing, 1 m 45
NtfW from the rorring Ton's rage, cm 21
Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind, cm 73
Now let our hps, with holy fear, c m 6"o
N»w let our mournful fongs record, 1 m 21
Now may the God of power and grace, 1 m 20
Now plead my caufe, almighty Cod, c m
Now fhall my folemd vows le pud, cm 06
O
O all ye nation*, prai'e the Lord, cm 117
O bleffed foul- jre they, fm 3*
fs tin L>rd, my foul, fm
O Britain, prairi thy mighty God, 1 m
. and of grace, I fing, cm
O for a fhout of 1'acred joy, c m
O God, my refuge, hear my criis, cm 5J
O God of grace and right. oufnefs, 1 m 4
!. c m Ji
O God, to whom revenge belong*:, t 54
O happy man, whoftf »iS
^•fcar. -W the Lord, p n.
Ohs« ; law, c m 5th part n?
iny arc my f^;.t 1 ro
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0 Lord, our heav'nly King, fm Pfalm 8
O Lord our God, how wondrous great, cm 8
O that the Lord ttould guide my ways, cm nth part no
O that thy ftatutcs ev'iy hour, cm 15th part 119
O thou that hear'lt when finntrs cry, 1 m n
O thou whofe grace and juftic* reigns, cm 123
O thou whofejuftice reigns on high, cm 56
Our God, our help in ages paft, cm po
Out of the deeps of long difhtfs, cm 130
O what a ftifT rebellious houfi, cm 33
P
Praife waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, cm 0*5
Praife ye the Lord, exalt hi name, 1 m 135
Praife ye the Lord, my be/it fihaJ! join, 1 m 146
Praire ye the Lord : 'tis gcbd to raife, 1 m 147
Preferve me, Lord, in tint of need, 1m i5
1 R
Rejoice, ye righteous, infhe Lord, cm 33
Fvemcmber, Lord, our nbrtal ftate, 1 m 89
Return, O God of love, ftturn, cm po
s
; Salvation is for ever nigi 1 m 8$
Save me, O God, the felling floods, cm €9
! Save me, O Lord, froc ev'ry foe, cm 1$
j See what a living ftone,|fm n8
Show pity, Lord ; 0 }-rd, forgive, 1 m 5 j
Shine, mishty God, a Britain mine, c ra 67
Sing, all yc nations, tj the Lord, cm 6G
Sing to the Lord alou< fm 81
Sing to the Lord jehoih's name, c m 95
Sing to the Lord with Wful voice, 1 m ico
Sing to the Lord, ye iftant lands, cm 9$
Songs of immortal praii belong, cm in
Soon as 1 heard my Fajer fay, cm Z7
Sure there's a righteouhod, fm 73
Sweet is the mem'ry oflhy grace, cm 145
Sweet is thcwoik, my|od, my King, 1 m $%
Pfali
Teach me the meafnre of my <hys, c m
1 m
in awe, p m
It, c m
Lord, my flrength, 1 ir. «*
, ok, t tA
Tlie (, U his funmons forth, p m
The God of our (alvution heart, 1 m
The hcav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, I m
The King of faints, fa , 1 in
Tli- king, C) Lord, with I cm
The Lord appears my helper nov, c m
The Lord, how wondrous 3re h's ways! 1 m
The Lord, Jcliov^li reign?, p m
The Lord is come ; the heaV'ni roclaim, I m
Irhe Lord my Shepherd is fm
The Lord of glory is my light, c 6
The Lord of gl< ry reigns; he reigis on high, p m
T! - Lord, the Judge, tfefore his ti-one, c m
The Lord, the Judre, his chorch« wains, 1 m
The Lord, the fov'rcign Kii
The Lord, the Sov'rcizn, fe id» hijfummons forth,
The man is ever bleft, f m
The praife of 6 ion waits for thee, m
■• inders, Lord :. I m
Tl ink, I on feeble ma, p m
This is the day the Lord hath made c m
This fpacions earth is all the Lord's 1 m
Thou art my portion, O my God, m
Thou God of love, thou ever bleft, c m^
Tli rough ev'ry age, eternal God, 1 1
Thrive happy man who fears the L(d, 1 m
Thus I rcfolv'd before the Lord, ci
Thus faith the Lord; the fpacious flds, c m
jtfk\a faith the Lord, your work isain, c ru
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Thus the great Lord of earth and Tea, 1 m Pfalm no
Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord, cm pth part 119
Thy name, almighty Lord, fin 117
Thy works of glory, mighty Lord, cm 107
"'TIS by thy ftrength the mountains ftand, c m. tfj
To God I cry'd, with mournful voice, cm 77
To God I made my forrows known, c m 14.x
To God the great, the ever bled, 1 m 106
To heav'n I lift my waiting eyes, cm* 1x1
To our almighty Maker, God, cm. 98
To thee before the dawning light, c m ad part 119
To thee, mod holy, and mod: high,. I m 75
To thine almighty arm we owe, cm 18
'Twas for thy fake, eternal God, 1 m Cp
Twas from thy hand, my God, I came, Im 139
j ''Twas in the watches of the night, cm 6$
V
Vain man, on fooiifh pleafure bent, 1 m 1*7
Unfhaken, as the facrt-d hill, c m 11$
Up from my youth, may Ifra'l lay, cm 1x9
Up to the hills I lift mine eyes^ 1 m 1x1
Upward I lift mine eyes, p m lii
W
We blefs the Lord, the jufr, the good, I m 68
jWe love thee, Lord, and we adore, cm 18
What fliall I render to my God, cm 116
When Chrift to judgment {halJ defcend, c m 50
When God is nigh my faith is ftrong, I m iS
When God, provok'd with' daring crimes, 1 m 107
:n God reftor'd our captive ftate, Ira , ia<J
:n God reveal'd his gracious name, cm xi<5
n Ifra'l, freed from Pharaoh's hand, 1 m 114
n Ifra'l's fins the Lord reproves, cm 78
n I with pleafing wonder Hand, cm 1 39
n man grows bold in (in, f m 36
n ovcrwhelm'd with giicf, f m Cx
;n pain and anguifli feize me, Lord, 1 m 17th part 119
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When the great Judge, fupremc and juft, c m Pfalm 9
ill the man l>c found, f m ac.
Where (hall we go to Lck and find, 1 m jjx,
ire and conceal, 1 m 31
While .1 in wicked «a\s, cm 35
Who flull ulctiul thy heav'nly place, 1 m 1$
Who (hall inhaHt in thy hill, cm 15
.ill a rife and plead my rig! t, c m 94
( lain, their rage, 1 m i
Why did the nations j.in to (lay, cm x
do the proud infult the poor, 1 m
Why do the wealthy wicked hoaA, c in
Why doth the Lord fland ctf fo farw c m
loth the man of riches grow, c m
Why has my God my foul forfook, cm 11
Why fhould I vex my foul and fret, cm 37
Will God for ever cart us o(T, cm 74
With all my powers of heait and tongue, 1 m 138
With carnefr longings of the mind, cm 4*
With my whole heart I'll raifc my long, cm 9
With my whole heart I've fought thy face, c m 1 3th part 1 19
With rev'rence let the faints appear, c m 89
With fongs and honours founding loud, c m 147
Would you behold the woiks of God, 1 m 107
Ye holy fouls in God rejoice, p m 33
Vc iilands of the northern 1 97
Ye nations round the earth icjoice, ico
Ye fervants of th' almighty King, 113
Ye fons of men,* a feeble race, cm 91
Ye foni of pride, that hate the jufr, c m 49
Ye that delight to line the Lord, p m 11?
Ye that obey th' immortal King, c m 134
^m join, p m 1 4H
ihXet, faith the Lord, if David's race, c m 9oj
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