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JT is acknowledged by the bejl judges of the facfed text*
that the Book of PJalms, in its original drefs. is a <.oUec-
kon of the mojl elevated andfublime compofitions that are to be
found in any language; and it has been often lamented, that
Jo much of the piety, dignity, and poetic excellence of the ori-
ginal, has been loft in all the attempts that have been yet made,
to give us a literal trarflation of it in Englifii ver'e. Many
Christians have alfo wifhed to fee the fubfiance of this excellent
collection, cloathed in laiguage more adapted to the brighter
dijeoveries ofthegofpel, and the fate of the QJmfiian wofkip;
that they may befung with underfanding and devoti«n and
thereby contribute to the elevation and improvement of the
Ch ijtian temper. This lias been happily executed by the learn-
ed and pious Dr. Watts, and, the Pfalms which he omitted,
have beenfupplied by Mr. Barlow, nearly in the fame fpirit
And file, and all local references, which were found in Dr.
Watts' s Imitation, have been carefully altered, jo as to render
the compofition. better adapted to the cvrwmjlances of Chrijiians
in every country.
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TABLE to find a Pfalm fuited to particular
Subjects or Occasions.
If you find not the word you feek in this Table, feefc -
another of the fame fignification ; or, feek it under
fome of the more general words, fuchas GcdiChriJ}i
Churchy Saints, Pf elm, Prayer t Praife, Affli&ion, Grass*
Deliverance, Death , &c.
A.
ADAM the firft and fecond, their dominion 8, af<*
flicjed, pity to them 41, 35. fupported 5$, 1^7,
146, their prayer, ios, 143. faints happy 73, 119,
14th part, 94.
Afflictions, hope in them 42, 13, 77, fupported and
profit 119, 14th part. inftru£tion by them 94, 119,
18th part, fanftified 94, 119, 18th part, courage in
then 119, 17th part, removed by prayer 34, 107*
fubmifllon to them 123,131, 39. In mind an$
body 143. trying our graces 66, 1 19, 1 7th part,
without reje&ion 89. of faints andfinners different
94. gentle i03,moderated 125. very great 102, 143*
/7-
Aged faint's reflection and hope 71.
AU-feeing God 139. ,
Angels, guardian 34, 91, ail fubject to Chrift 89, 97*
praife the Lord 103, prefent inchurch'es 138.
Appeal to God againft perfecutors 7. concwoi.ng our
fincerity 139, humility 13 I.
Afcenfion of Chrift 24, 68, 4.7, lie*
Afllftance from God J 44, 138.
Atheifm practical 14, 36, 12. panifbe^d iQ,
Attributes of God 36, in. 145, 147.
Authority from God 7J, 8 1,
VI . I N D B X .
Backfliding fltal in dlftrefs and defertlon 25. reflored
51. pardoned '8,13c.
Eleflingsof God on the bufinefs& comforts of life 127.
Bleffings of a family 128, 133. of a nation 144, 147.
of the country 65. 147. of a perfon .,32, uz.
Blood of Chrift cleanfing from fin 51, 69.
Book of nature and fcripture 19, 119, 4th part.
Brotherly love 133. reproof 141.
Bufmefs of life blefs'd 1 27.
Care of God over his faints t>4-
Charity to the poor 37, 41, 1 12. and juftice 15, 112.
mixed with imprecations 35. [ltrutled 34, 78.
Children prafing God 8. made bleflings 127, 128. irr-
Chrilt the fecond Adam 8. his all-fufficiency 16. his
afcenfipn 24, 68, 1 10. the church's foundation 118.
his coming, the figns of it 12. his condefcenfion and
glorification S. covenant made with him 89. firft and
fecond coming 96, 97, 98, the true David 89, 35,
his death and refurre£Hon 22, 16, 69. the eternal
Creator io2. exalted to the kingdom a, 21, 8, 72*
1 10. our example 109. faith'in his blood j 1. God and
man 9, his Godhead 102. our hope 4, 51. his in-
carnation and facrifice 40. the king, and the church
his fpoufe 45. his kingdom among the Gentiles 72.
87, 132. his love to enemies 10, 9, 35- hismajefty 97,
$9. his mediatorial kingdom 89, ! 10. his obedience
and death 69. his perfonal glories and government 45.
praifed by children 8. prielt and king j io. his refur-
rection qn the Lord's day 1 18. our ftrength and righ-
teoufnefs 71. his luffl-iings and kingdom 2, 22, 69. his
furFeringsfor ourfaivation 69. hiszeal&reproaches,ib.
ChrifHan's qualification 15, 24, church made of Jews
and Gentiles 87.
Church, its beauty 44, 48, 122. the birth place of
faints 87. built on jefus Chrift- 118. delight and fafe-
ty in it ^j. deftruction of enemies proceeds from
thence 76. gathered and fettled 132. of the Gentiles
45, 4- . God fights for her 46, ic, 20. God's- pre-
fc nee there 132, 84. God's fpecial delight 87, -J2.
God's garden 92. going to it 12,2. the houfc and
care of God 135. of the Jews and Gentiles S7. its
iacreale 67. prayer in ditlrefs. 70. reftored by pray-
I N O E X. VI2
cr 85, iG2, 107. is the fafety arid honor'of a nation 48*
the fpoufe of Chrift 45- &3 worihip and ord^r 48,
Colonies planted 107. ■
Comfort, hciinefs and pardon 4, 3a, 1J9, 1 ith and
I2th parts, and fupport in God 94, 16. from anci-
ent providence 77, 143, of life bleil -27. and par-
doned 130.
Company of faints 16, 109.
Complaint of abfence from public worfliip 42. of
ficknefs6 defertion 13. pride, atheifm, oppreffion,
tf>V 10, 12. of temptation 13, general 102. of quar-
relfome neighbours 120. of heavy afflictions in mind
and body 143.
Compallion of God 1 03, 145, 147.
Communion with faints 106., 153.
Confeffion of our poverty 16. of fin, repentance and
pardon 31, 51, 38, 130, 143. [38, 32, 5 ir 130.
Conscience, tender 119, 13 th part, its guilt relieved
Contention complained of 120
Converfe with God, 119-. 2d part. 63.
Converfion and joy 126. at the afcenfion of Chrifts'
1 10. of Jews and Gentiles 87, 1^6, 96.
Corruption of manners general 11, 1 2.
Counfel and fupport from God 16, 119.
Courage in death i£. 1 7> 71- in perfecution 1 19, 17th.
part. [89, 106.
Covenant made with Chrift 89. of grace unchangeable
Creation and providence 135, 136, 33, 104, .147, 4§»
Creatures, no trail in. them 62, 35, 146.^ vain, ajid
God ali-fufficient 35. praifing God 148.
Daily devotion 55. 139.
Day of humiliation for difappointments in war 60.
Death and reiurre&ion of Chriit 16, 69. of faints and
Turners 17, 37, 49. and fufferings of Chrift 22, 69.
deliveranee from it 31. and prid- 49. and the re-
surrection 49, 71, 89, courage in it 16, j 7, 23. the
effect of fin 90.
Defence in God 3, 121. and falvationin God 18, 61.
Delaying finners warned 95.
Delight and fafety in the church 48, 27, 84, in the
law of God 119, 5th, 8th, and 18th parts, in God
63, 4», 73,84, 18.
Deliverance begun and perfected 85. from, defpak 18
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from deep diftrefs 34,4c. from death 31, 1 18, from
©pprefTion and falfehood 56. from perfecuticui 53,
94. by prayer 34, 40, 15, 126. from Jhipwreck 10;.
from flander 31. furprifing 126.
Defertion and diftrefs of foul 25, 13, 38, 143.
De fire of knowledge 119, 9th part, of holiacfs iif#
nth part, of comfort and deliverauce 119,12th part.
of quickening grace 119, 16th part.
Defolations, the church's iafety in them 46.
Defpair and hope in death 1 7, 49, deliverance from
it, 18, 130.
Devotion daily 55, 134, 141, on a fick bed 39, 6.
Direction and pardon 25, and defence prayed for 5,
and hope 41.
Diftrefs of foul 25. relieved 51, 130.
Dominion of man over cieatures8.
Doubts and fears fupprefTed3, 31, 143.
Drunkard and glutton 107.
Duty to God and man 15, 24.
Dwelling with God, fee heaven, church, tec.
Education, religious 34,78.
Egypt's' plagues 105.
End of righteous and wicked 1, 37.
Enemies overcome 18. prayed for 35, 105 cftroyed
12, 76, 48.
Envy and unbelief cured 37, 49.
Equity and wifdom of Providence 9.
Evening pfalm 4, 139, 141.
Evidences of grace 26, of finccrity i8, 19, 139.
Evil times 12. neighbours iao. magiftrates 1 1, 58,82.
Exaltation of Chrift to the kingdom 2, 21,22,69,72,110
Examination 26, 139^ F.
Exhortation to peace and holinefs 34.
Faith and piayer of perfecuted faints 35. in the
blood of Chriil ji, 32. in divine grace and power
62, 130.
Faithfulnefs of God 89, 105, in, 145, 146. of man
15^ 141.
Falfehood, blafphemy, ■ tsV. 12. and oppreffioni 2,56.
Family government 10I. love and worihip I33. blei-
fings 128.
F;ears and doubts fupprefled 3, 34, 31. in the worfm>
INDEX. *$
of God §9, #9» of Gbd 119, 13th part.
lottery and deceit complained of 12, 3$,
Formal worfhip 50.
Frailty of man 89, §0, 144.
Fretfulnefs difcouraged 37 .
Friend iliip, its bleflings 133.
Funeral pfalm 89, 9c
Gentiles given to Chrift 2, 22, 72. Church 4?, 6$, 74,
87. owning the true God 96, 98, 47.
Glorincatiorfof Chrift 8, 45.
Glory of God in our Salvation 60. and grace promifed
84,97,89.
Glutton 78. and drunkard 107.
God all in all 127 all-fufficient 16, 33. his being, attri-
butes and providence 36, 65, 147, his care of faints 7,
34. his creation and providence 33, 104, &c. our de.
fence and falvation 3, 61, 33, 1 ij. eternal and fove-
reign and hely 93. eternal and man mortal 90, 102
faithfuinefs 105, m, 89. glorified, and (inner faved
69. goodnefs and mercy 145, 103. goodnefs and trutk
145, 146. governing power and goodnefs 66. great
and good 144, 68, 145, 147. the judge 9, 50,97. kind
to his people 145, 146. his majefty97.andcoHdefcen-
fion 113, 114. mercy and truth 36, 103, 136,89, 145.
Kiade man 8. of nature and grace 65. his perfections
in, 36, 145, 1 47. our portion, and Chrift our hope 4.
our portion here and hereafter 73. his power and ma-
jefty 68, 89, 93, 96. praifed by children 8. our pre-
server i2i; 138. prefent in his churches 84; 46 our
ftiepherd 23. his Sovereignty and goodnefs to man 8,
113, 144. our Support and comfort 94. Supreme go-
vernor 8a, 93, 75. his vengeance and'compaffion 68t
97. unchangable 89, in. his univerfal dominion 1C3.
his wifdom in his works 1 1 1 , 1 29, worthy of all praiSe
~i4J, 146, 150.
Good works 15, 24, 1 12. profit men, not God 16.
Goodnefs of God 8, 103, 111, 145, 146.
Gofpel, its glory and SucceSs 19, 45, no. joyful found
- 89, 98. worftrip and order.
Government of Chrift 45. from God 75.
Grace, its evidences, or Self examination 26, 139, abov«
riches 144. without merit 16, 32. of Chrift 45 /7a.. and
x INDEX.
^providence 33 » 36> ^35^ >36> »47« preferving and
reftoring ;8. truth and protection 57. trieci by *f-
» fli£Hon , ?,£6\ i25.and glorv 84- 97- pardoning i30.
Guilt of confcience relieved 38, 3a, 5 1, 130.
Harved 65, r^.6, 147-
Health, ficknefs and recovery 6, 3c, 31. prayed for
6>38* 39-
Heart knou-n to God 139.
Hea i.igof prayet and falvation 4, 10, 66, 102.
Heaven of feparate louls 17. the faint's dwelling place
Hoi', eis, pardon and.comfort4. defired 119,11th part.
Hc;h '■ ^ darVnefb :3 77, 143. of rdurrcftion 16,71.
ar .. '. efpau in ci-atV- 17, 49. and prayer 27, for
victo y %■,. and direction 42.
Hofanna of the children 8. for the Lord's day 118.
Humiliation day 0,6-
Huniil'i'.y and fubmi(TIon ?]i, 139.
rites, and hypocrily 12,50.
Ido.iti v ,ep.>vtd 1 15, 135.
Jehovah 6^, 83, reigns 95, 96, 97,
Je\ s, fee Ifraei.
Im ecatiojisa/id charity 35
Incarnation 96, 97, 98. and facriflce of Chrift 40.
Infants 139. let children.
Inftrudion from God 25. from fcripture 119, 4th ami
-arts, in pieiy 34.
Jnftructn-e afflictions 94.
Intemperance punifhed 78. and pardoned 107.
Joy jf . mverfion 1 16.
Ifraei faift 6 f'omth. AlTyrians 76. faved from Egypt,
ar.J brought to Canaan 135, 136, 77, 105, 107,
rebeiik>\ and punifhment 78 ptunifhed and par-
don 106, ioq. traveUintbe wildernefs 107, 1T4.
Judgment ana m trey y,-68. day 1,50,96,97,98,149.
feat of ( . .
Juftic: o! . ro knee 9. and truth towards men 15.
Juftifi cation. Fi e 3c, 13 .
Kn. w j8ge'defir' i I :,, • 19, yth part.
Law of God, dd^h1 in it 1 1 9.
Liberalit - rew^icc.; 4j, l..
Life and riches their vanity 49. fhort and feeble 8 9>
90, 144.
I K D EX., Si
Longing aftef God 63, 42.
Lord's day pfalm 29, 118. morning 5, 19, 63.
Love to our neighbours 15. of Chrilr. to Tinners 3<f. of
God bettert han life6^. of God unchangeable 106.89.
to enemies 109, 35. brotherly 133.
Luxury punifhed 78. and pardoned icj.
Magistrates warned j8, 82. qualifications iox. raifed
and depofed 75.
Majefty of God 68. fee God.
Man, his vanity as mortal 39, 89, 90, 144. dominion
over creatures 8. mortal and Chrift eternal 102.
wonderful formation 139.
Marriage myftical 45.
Mailer of a family 101.
Melancholy reproved 42. and hope 77. removed 126.
Mercies common and fpecial 68. 103. fpiritual and
temporal 103. innumerable 139. everlafting 136.
recorded 107. and truth of God 36, 103, 89, 136,
145, 146.
Merit difclaimed 16. '
Midnight thoughts 63, 139, 119, jth and 6th parts.
Minifters ordained 13a.
Miracles in the wiidernefs 114.
Morning pfalm 3, 141, of a fabbath 5, 19, 6^.
Mortality of man 39, 49*90. and hope 89. and God's
eternity 90, t02.
Nation's fafety is the church 48. profperity 6j , 144-
blefled and punifhed 107.
National deliverance 67, 75, 76, 124,146. defolations,
the church's fafety and triumph in them 46.
Nature of man 139.
Obedience fincere 32, 18, 139. better than facrificejo.
Old age, death 90. and lefurreclion 17, 89.
Pardon^ holinefs and comfort 4. of backfiiding 78.
and direction 25. and repentance prayed for -38.
arid confeffion 32. of original and actual fin 51..
V.M INDEX.
Patience under afflictions 39. under perfecution 37,
44. in darknefs 77, 130, 131.
Peace and holincfs encouraged 34,withmendefired 1 20
Perfections of God iii , 145, 147, 36.
Perfecuted faints 35, 44 > 74, 80, 83.
Perfection, deliverance from it 7, 53, 94. courage in
it 1 19, 17th part.
Perfecutors punifhed 7, 129, 149, their folly 14. com-
plained o£ $5, 44, 74, 80, 83. deliverance from them
94. 9> i°*
Perfeverance 1 38. in trials 1 19, 17th part.
Peftilencc, preservation in it 91.
Piety, infhudtions therein 34.
Pity to the afBiaed4i. See charity, God.
Pleading without repining 39, 123. the promifes iI^j
10th part.
Poor, charity to them 15, 37, 41, il2.
Portion of faints and finners 1 1, 17, 37.
Poverty confefTed 16.
Practical athei/m 14, 36,
Praife to God from children 8. for creation and pro-
vidence 33, 104. to our Creator io». from all crea-
tures 14^. for eminent deliverances 34, 118, gene-
ral £6, 145, 150. for the gofpel 98, for health ref-
tored 30, 1 16. for hearing prayer 66, 102, to Je-
fus Chrift 45. from all nations 117. and prayer,
public 6r for protection, grace and truth 57. for
providence and grace 36. for rain 65, 147. from the
faints .4) , 150. for temporal bleffings 68, 147.
Prayer heard 4, 34, 65, 66. in time of war zo. and
hope of victory 20, praife, public 65, and hope 27.
in the church's diftrefs 80. heard, and Zion rcilored
102. and praife for deliverance 34.
Preferving grace 138.
PrefervatioH in public dangers 46, 91, 1 12. daily 121.
Pride and atheifm, and oppreflion punifhed 10, 12.'
and death 49.
Priefthood of (Shrift j 1, no.
Prioces vain 62, 146.
Profeffion of fincerity and repentance, &c. 1I9, 3d
part. 139. falfc 50,
pfomifes and threatnings 81. pleaded 1J9, 10th part.
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1 N D EX. SI
Profperity dangerous 55, 73. -
Profperous finnerscurfed 37, 49, 73.
Protection, truth and grace 57. by day and night 1*1.
Providence, its wifdom and equity 9. and creation 3.?,
135 > J36. and grace 36, 147, and perfections of
God 36. its myftery unfolded 73. recorded 77, 78,
107. in air, earth, and fea 35, 65, 89,104, 107, 147*.
Pfalm for foldiers 18, 6b. for old age 71. for hufband«
men 6$. for a funeral 89, 90. for the Lord's day,
92. before prayer 95. before fermon ibid, for ma-
gistrates 101. for houfeholders 101. for mariners
107. for gluttons and drunkards 107.
Public praife for private mercies 116, I18. for deli-
verance 124. worfhip attended on 17,%, prayer and
praife 6s* 84,,
Punifhment of finners 1, 11,37.
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Qualifications of a Chriftian 15, 24.
Quickening grace 119, 16th part.
R
Rain from Heaven 135, 65, 147.
Recovery fromficknefs 6, 30,116.
Relative duties 15, 133 •
Religion and juftice 15. in words and deeds 27.
Religious education 34> ?8.
Remembrance of former deliverances. 77, I43»
Repentance, confeffion, and pardon 32. and faith in
the bloodof Chrift5i. '
Reproach removed 31, 3.7,
Resignation 39, 123, 131.
Refolutions, holy 119th, 15 th part.
Reftoring grace 1^8, 13.
Refurrection and death of Chrifl 2, 16, of the faints
16, I7# 49, 71, and death 49» 7*> 8o»
Reverence in worfhip 89, 99. _
Riches, their vanity 49. compared with grace 144*
Righteoufnefs from Chrifl 7I0
S
Sacrifice 40, Sh *>9« incarnation of Chrifl 40-
Safety in public dangers 91. in God 61. and delight
in the church 27.
Saints happy, and finnerscurfed 1, 11,119,1ft part. .the
beft company i6,chavaaerized 15, 24. dwelhn hea-
ven 15, 24. punifhed and fcved" 78/106, God's care
XW I N D E X.
of them 34. rewarded at laft 50, 90, .92. patience
and world's ha^rt-d ,• . chaflifcd and Tinners delrroved
94. die but Cbriff. lives 102. punifhed and pardoned
106. IC7. afflictions moderated 1C5. jndgin • the
.world 149.
Salvation of faints 19 and triumph 18. and defence
in God 62. by Chrifr 69, 85.
Sanctified afflictions 1^. laft part 94.
Satan Jabdued 3. 6, .3.
Scripture compared with nature 19, no, -thpart.in-
ftruction from it 119,4th part, delight in it 115, 5th
and(8th parts- holinefs a;'" r»mforJ faun it 119, 6th
part, variety and excel ei ce 119, 8th part.
Seafonsof the year 65. 147.
Seaman's fong 107,
Secret devotion 1 19, 2d part. 34.
Seeking God 6;,, 27.
Self-exarnination,or evidence* pf grace 26, 139;
Separate fouls, heaven of 1 7.
Sickbed devotion 6, 38, 30, Il6.
Sicknefs healed 6, 30, 116.
Signs of Chri(V> coming 12, 96. &c.
Sin of nature 4. original and,ac"fcual, confefTed and
pardoned 51. univerfal 14.
Sincerity 19, 2.6,32,139. proved and rewarded 18.
profc (Ted r 19, 3d part.
Sins of the tongue 12. 34, 50.
Sland-.r, deliverance from it 31, 120.
Slander, deliverance from it 3.5 .20.
Souls in a feparate ftate 17, 146, i^o.
Spirit given at Chrift's afcenficn 68. his teachingde-
fired 1 19, 9th part, 51 .
Spiritual enemies overcome 3, 18, 144. blefTlngs and
puniihment 8i .
Spring of the year 65. and fummer 65, 104, and win*
ter 1.7.
Strength, repentance and pardon, prayed for 38. of
grace 138.
Suhmirfion 123, -31, to Cbrift 2. to fickiuf. 39.
Sufferings and death of Chrift %%, and kingdom of
Clirift 2, 22, Co, no.
INDEX. XV
Support and counfel from God [6, for the afflicted and
tempted 55. and comfort in Godo4j 1 9, 14th part.
Temptations overcome 3, 18, in fieknefs 6.
Thanks, public, for private mercies ii6j IIo.
Threatnings and promifes 81.
Thunder and ftorm 29, 135, 136, 148.
Times, evil 11, J 2.
Tongue governed 34, 39.
Truft in the creatures vain tz, J46,
Vanity of man as mortal 39, 89, 144. of life and
riches 40.
Vengeance^and companion 68.againft the enemies of
the church 76, 149.
Vineyard of God wafted 80.
Unbeiief-and envy cured 37. punifhed 95.
Unchangable God 89, 1 1 i.
Vows paid in the church j 16. of holinefs 1 19, 15th
part.
War, prayer in time of it 20. difappointments there-
in6o. vi&ory 18. fpiritual 18, 144.
Warnings of Ged to his people 81 -
Watchfulnefs 19, 1 41. over the tongue 3?.
Weather 65, 107, I35> I47, 14s-
Wickednefs of man 14, 36, Ji.
Winter and fummer i47-
Wifdom and equity of providence 9. of God in his
works in.
Works of creation and Pr°vidence 104, 147, T48. and
grace 19, 33, Hi, < 35 ,136. good w or ks profit men,
not God 16.
World's hatred and faints patience, 37.
Worfhip and order of the gofpel 48. delight in it 84.
with reverence 89, 99. daily 55, 134; 141, in a fa-
mily 133, public 63. 84,122, 132. Abfence from it 63
Wrath and mercy from the judgment-feat 9.
Zeal and prudence 39.
Zion, its citizens 15,
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P SALMS of DAVID,
Imitated in the Language of the
PSALM I. Common Metre. ^^ — —
The tvay and end of the righteous and the "wicttd* \
I TJLESS'D is the man who Ihuns the place
_D Where finners love to meet ;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the {coffer's feat.
• 1 But in the flatutes of the Lord
Has placed his chief delight ;
• By day he reads or hears the word, .
And meditates by night. '
[3 He, like a plant of generous kind
By living waters fet,
Safe from the dorms and blading wind,
Enjoys a peaceful date. J
4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair,
Shall his profeflion mine ;
While fruits of holinefs appear.
Like cluflers on the vine.
5 Not fo th* impious and unjud :
What vain defigns they form !
Their hopes are blown away, like dud,
Or chaff, before the dorm.
6 Sinners in judgment (hall not dand
Among the Ions of> grace, / f
When Chrid, the judge, at his right hand
Appoints his faints a place.
7 His eye beholds the path they tread,
His heart approves it well ;
But crooked ways of finners lead
Down to the gates of hell.
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20 PSALMS.
PSALM I. Short Metre,
The faint happy, the /inner miferable.
I r I SHE man is ever bids' d
_L Who lhuns the finner's ways,
Among their councils never.il iifgJL
Nor takes the ("corner' s pfacVj"*
1 But makes the law of God
His ftudy and delight,
Amid ft the labours of the day,
And watches of the night.
3 He like a tree fhail thrive,
With waters, near the root:
Frefh as the leaf his name lhall live,
His works are heavenly fruit. .
4 Not fo th.' ungodly race,
They no finch bleflings find :
Their hopes lhall flee li-ke empty chaff
Before the driving wind.
5 How will they bear to (land
Before that judgment-feat,
Where a!l the faints at Chrift's right hand
In full afTembly meet ?
6 He knows, and he approves,
The way the righteous go;
But finners, and their works, 'lhall meet
A dreadful overthrow.
PSALM I. Long Metre.
The difference between the righteous and the ivicled.
I TTAPPY the man, whofe cautious feet
XJL Shun the broad way that finners go,
Who hates the place where Athieils meet,
And fears to talk as fcoffers do.
1 He loves t' employ his morning-light
Amongft the fiatutes of the Lord ;
And fpends the wakeful hours of night
With pleafure pond'ring o'er the word.
PSALMS. %l
3 He, like a plant by gentle ftreams,
Shall flourifh in immortal green ;
And Heav'n will fhine with kindeft beams
On ev'ry work his hands begin.
4 But finners find their councils crofs'd ;
As chaff bg£ore the tempeft flies,
So (hall their hopes be blown and loft,
When the laft trumpet fhakes the fkies,
5 In vain the rebel feeks to ftand
In judgment with the pious race ;
The dreadful judge, with ftern command,
Divides him to a diff'rent place.
6 " Strait is the way my faints have trode,
" I blefs'd the path, and drew it plain,
" But you would chufe the crooked road ;
" And down it leads to endlefs pain."
PSALM II. Short Metre.
Translated according to the divine pattern.
A&s iv, 24, Itfc.
Cbriji dying, rijing, interceding, and reigning*
[I TV/TAKER and fov'reign Lord
J.VJL Of heav'n, and earth, and feas,
Thy providence confirms thy word,
And anfwers thy decrees.
3 The things fo long foretold
By David, are fulfill'd,
When jews and Gentiles join to flay
Jefus, thine holy child.J
3 Why did the Gentiles rage,
And Jews with one accord,
Bend all their counfels to deftroy
Th' Anointed of the Lord ?
4 Rulers and kings agree
To form a vain defign ;
Again ft the Lord their pow'rs unite,
Againft his Chrift they join.
5 The Lord derides their rage,
And will fuppcrt his throne ;
He that hath raisM him from the dead
Hath own'd him for his Son.
1% PSALMS,
PAUSE.
6 Now he's afcended high,
To rule the fubjeft earth ;
The merit of his blood he pleads,
And pleads his heav'nly birth.
J Beneath his fov' reign fway
The Gentile nations bend :
Far as the worlds remoteft bounds
His kingdom fhall extend.
8 The nations that rebel
Mufl feel his iron rod ;
He'll vindicate thofe honors well
Which he received from God.
[9 Be wife, ye rulers now
And worfliip at his throne;
With trembling joy, ye people, bow
To God's exalted Son.
10 If once his wrath arife,
Ye perifh on the place :
Then blefTed is the foul that flies
For refuge to his grace.]
PSALM II. Common Metre,
I "TTTHY did the nations join to flay
The Lord's arointed Son?
Why did they can- h. laws away,
And tread his gofpel down?
» The Lord, that fits above the ikies,
Derides their rage below,
He fpeaks with vengeance in his eyes,
And ftrikes their fpirits through.
3 " I call him my eternal Son,
" And raife him from the dead;
" I make my holy hill his throne,
" And wide his kingdom fpread.
4 " Afk me, my Son, and then enjoy
" Thy outmoft heathen lands :
" Thy rod of iron fhall deftroy
" The rebel that withstands."
f S A L M S. 2$
5 Be wife, ye rulers of the earth,
Obey th* anointed Lord ;
Adore the king of heav'nly birth,
And tremble at his word.
6 With humble love addrefs his throne ;
For if he frown ye die :
Thofe are fecure, and thofe alone,
Who on his grace rely.
PSALM II. Long Metre.
Cbrljl's death, refurreffiOn, and afcenfnn.
I "YT/'HY did the Jews proclaim their rage ?
VV The Romans why their fwords employ
Againft the Lord ? their powers engage
His dear anointed to deftroy ?
ft " Come, let us break his bands, they fay :
" This man fhall never give us laws:"
And thus they cait his yoke away,
And nail'd the monarch to the crofs.
3 But God, who high in glory reigns,
Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls;
He'll fmite their heart with inward pains,
And fpeak in thunder to their fouls.
4 " 1 will maintain the King J made
" On Zion's everlafting hill,
" My hand fhall bring him from the dead,
" And he fhall ftand your Sov'reign (till/*
[5 His wond'rous lifmg from the earth
Makes his eternal Godhead known ;
The Lord declares his heav'nly birth :
" This day have I begot my Son.
C " Afcend, my Son, to my right hand,
" There thou (halt afk and I bellow
<{ The utmolt bounds of heathen lands ;
" To thee their fuppiiant tribes fhall bow."}
7 But nations that refill his gra?e
Shall fall beneath his lifted rod ;
His arms fhall crufh th' impious race
That dare provoke th' avenging God.
&4 PSALMS.
PAUSE/
S Now ye that fit on earthly 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 ;
His wrath will burn to worlds unknown,
His love gives life above the fky.
10 His dorms (hall quell the ftubborn foe,
And fink his honors in the duft :
Happy the fouls their God that know,
And make his grace their only truft.
PSALM III. Common Metre.
Doubts and fears fupprejfed '. or, Gdd our defence from
fin and Satan.
I TV TY God, how many are my fears !
lYJL How fa ft my foes increafe !
Confpiring my eternal death,
They break my prefent peace.
1 The lying tempter would perfuade
There's no relief in Heav'n,
And all my growing fins appear
Too great to be forgiv'n.
3 But thou, my glory, and my ftrength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt filence all my threatening £uilt,
And raife my drooping head.
[4 I cry'd, and from his holy hill
He bow*d a lift'sing ear ;
I call'd, My Father, and my God,
And he fubdn'd my fear.
5 He fhed foft (lumbers on mine eyes,
In fpite of all my foes ;
I woke, and wonder'd at the grace
That guarded my repofe.]
6 What though the hofts of Death and Hell,
All arm'd, againft me flood ;
Terrors no more (hall fhake my Co
My refuge is my God.
PSALMS. 2$
7 Arife, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,
While I thy glory ling :
My God has broke the ferpent's teeth,
And Death has loft: his {ting.
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His arm alone can fave :
Bleffings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.
PSALM III. ver. 7,2, 3,4,5, 8. Long Metre.
A morning pfaim.
I 4~% LORD, how many are my foes
VJ' In this weak ftate of flefh and blood ?
My peace they daily difcompofe ;
But my defence and hope is God.
a Tir'd with the burdens of che day,
To thee i raised an evening cry;
Thou heard'ft when I began to pray,
And thine almighty hcip was nigh.
3 Supported by thine heavenly aid.
I laid me down, and ilept iecure ;
Not death fhould. make my heart afraid,
Though 1 fhould wake and rife no more.
4 But God fuftain'd me all the night ;
. Salvation doth to God belong ;
He raised my head to lee the light,
And makes his praife my morning ibng.
PSALM IV. ver. 1, %, 3, 5, 6, 7. Long Metre.
Hearing of prayer ; or, God our portion, aid Chrip our
hope.
1 /A God of grace and righteoufnefs,
V^> Hear and attend when I complain ;
Thou haft enlarged me in diftrefs,
Bow down a gracious ear again.
2 Ye fons of men in vain ye try
To turn my glorv into fhame :
How 1 ,ng will {coffers love to lie.
And dare reproach my Saviour's name ?
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3 Know that the Lord divides his faints
From all the tribes of men befide : ^
He hears and pities their com plaints,
For the dear fake of Chrift that died.
4 When our obedient bands have done
A thouland works of righteoufnefs,
"We put our truft in God alone,
And gloiy in his pard'ning grace.
5 Let the unthinking many fay,
" Who will bettow fome earthly good ?'*
But, Lord, thy light and love we pray:
Oar fouls defire this heav'nly food.
6 Then (hall my chearful pow'rs rejoice
At grace divine, and love fo great,
Nor will I change my happy choice
For all their wealth and boafted ftate.
PSALM IV. ver. 3, 4, 5, 8. Common Metre.
An evening pf aim.
I T ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ;
JLj I am for ever thine ;
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to fin.
a And while I reft my weary head,
From cares and bus'nefs free,
'Tis fweet converting on my bed
With my own heart an I thee.
3 I pay this ev'ning facrifice ;
And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.
4. Thus, with my thoughts compos* d to peace,
I'll give mine eys to lleep ;
Thy hand in fafety keeps my days,
And will my (lumbers keep.
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PSALM V. Common Metre.
For the Lord's day morning.
I T ORD, in the morning thou fhalt hear
i j My voice afcending high ;
To thee will I direct my pray'r,
To thee life up mine eye.
a Up to the hills where Chrift is gone
To plead for all his faints,
Prefenting at his Father's throne
Ourfongs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whofe fight
The wicked mall not (land ;
Sinners (hall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But tc thy houfe will 1 refort,
To tafte thy mercies there ;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worfhip in thy fear.
5 O may thy fpirit guide my feet
In ways of righteoufnefs !
Make every path of duty ftraightj
And plain before my face.
PAUSE.
6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet aftray ;
They flatter with a bafe defign,
To make my foul their prey.
^ Lord, crufh the ferpent in the dufr,
And all his plots deftroy ;
While thofe that in thy mercy truft,
For ever ihout for joy.
S The men that love and fear thy name,
Shall fee their hopes fulfilled :
The mighty God will compafs them
With favor as a fhjeld.
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it t S A t M S.
P S A L M VI. Common Metre.
Complaint in f: chiefs ; or, Difeafes healed.
I TN anger, Lord, do not ehaftife,
JL 'Withdraw the dreadful dorm,
Nor let thine awful wrath arife,
Againft a feeble worm.
1 My foul bow'd down with heavy cares.
My flefh with pain opprefs'd,
My couch is witnefs to my tears,
My tears forbid my reft.
3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days :
I wafte the night with cries,
And count the minutes as they pafs,
'Ti:l the flow morning rife.
4 Shall I be (till tormented more ?
My eyes confum'd with grief?
How long, my God, how long, before
Thine hand affords relief ?
3 He hears his mourning children fpeak,
He pities all our groans,
He faves us for his mercies fake,
And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his fov'reign word
Reftores our fainting breath ;
For filent graves praife not the Lord,
Nor is he known in death.
PSALM VI. Long Metre.
Twrpt aliens inftckftefs overcome.
I T ORD, I can fuffer thy rebukes,
JLj When thou with kindnefs doll chaftife
.But tny fierce wrath I cannot bear,
O let it not againft me rife !
a Pity my languishing efiate,
And eafe the forrows that 1 feel ;
The wounds thine heavy hand hath made,
O ltt thy gentler touches heal !
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3 See how in fighs I pafs my days,
And wafte in groans the weary night : •
My bed is water' d with my tears;
My grief confumes and dims my fight.
4 Look how the powers of nature mourn !
How long, almighty Gorf how long?
When fhali chine 1 our of grace return ?
When 'hall I make thy grace my fong ?
5 I feel my fleih fo near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to defpair ;
But graves can never praife the Lord,
For all is dun: and hlence there.
6 Depart, ye tempters, from my foul,
And all defpairing thoughts depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will eafe my iieih, and chear my heart.
PSALM VII. Common Metre.
God's care of his people, and pupifnment of ' perfectiors-
1 T\/f"Y trufr. is in my heav'niy friend,
JlVX My hope in thee, my God :
Rife, and my helplefs life defend
From thofe that feek my blood.
2 With infolence and fary they
My foul in pieces tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliverer's near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them firfh
Or once abus'd my foe,
Then let them tread my life to dufr,
And lay my honor low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes; ■.
I fhould not dare appeal to- thee,
Nor afk my God to rife.
5 A-rife, my God, lift upvthy hand,
Their pride and pow*£ coiitroul ;
Awake to judgment, and command
Deiiv'rance for my foul.
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PAUSE.
[6 Let finners, and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the duff ;
Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the jufl: ?
1 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright :
His fharpefl arrows he ordains
Againft the fons of fpight.
3 Though leagu'd in guile, their malice ipread
A fnare before my way,
Their mifchiefs on their impious head
His vengeance mail repay.]
9 That cruel persecuting race
Mud feel his dreadful fword :
Awake, my foul, and praife the grace
And juftice of the Lord.
PSALM VIII. Short Metre.
God' s fovereignty end goodnefs, and man's dominion Over
the creatures.
I f^\ LORD, our heavenly king,
V_/ Thy name is all divine ;
Thy glories round the world are fpread,
And o'er the heav'ns they fhine.
a When to thy works on high
I raife my wond'ring eyes,
And fee the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darkfome Ikies;
3 "When I furvey tie liars,
And all their finning forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthlefs thing
A -kin to duft and worms ?
4 Lord, what is worthlefs man,
That thou fnould'Ii love him h>
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.
5 Thine honors crown his head,
While hearts, like Haves, obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fijh that cleave the fea.
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6 How rich thy bounties are !
And wond'rous are thy ways :
Of dull: and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praife.
[7 From mouths of feeble babes
And fucklings thou canft draw
Surpriiing honors to thy name,
And Itrike the world with awe,
8 O Lord, our heavenly king,
Thy name is all divine 1
Thy glories round the heav'ns are fpread,
And o'er the earth they fhine.]
PSALM VIII. Common Metre,
Cbrijl's condefcenfion and glorification ; or, God made man,
I /~^\ LORD, our Lord, how wond'rous great
\^_/ Is thine exalted name ?
The glories of thy heav'nly Irate
Let men and babes proclaim.
5 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And (hining ftars that grace the fky,
Thofe moving w;orlds of light,
3 Lord, what is man, or all his race.
Who dwells fo far below,
That thou fhould'fr. viilt him with grace,
And love his nature fo ?
4 That thine eternl Son mould bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than bis angels are,
To fave a dying worm.
[5 Yet while he Ih'd on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,
Eehold obedient nature own
His godhead and his pow'r.
6 The waves lay fpread beneath his feet,
And fifn, at his command,
Bring their large ihoals to Peter's net,
Bring tribute to his hand, 4 3
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7 Thefe leiTer glories of the Son
Shone through the flefliy cloud;
Now we hehold him on his throne,,
And men confefs him God.]
8 Let him with majefty be crownM,
Who bow'd his head to death ;
And his eternal honors found,
From all things that have breath.
9 Jefus, our Lord, how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly (late
Let the whole tarth proclaim.
PSALM VIII. ver. 1, 2. paraphrafed.
Firft part. Long Metre.
The ho/anna of the children ; or, Infants praifmg Go J,
I \ LMIGHTY ruler of the fkies,
JLx. Through the wide earth thy name is fpread,
And thine eternal glories rife
O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made,
a To thee the voices of the young
Their founding notes of honor raife;
And babes with uninftrutled tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praife.
% Thy power aiTifts their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To flill the bold blafphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amidft thy temple throng
To fee their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their fong,
And loud hofannas fill the place.
5 The frowning fcribes and angry priefts
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge fits filent in their breafts,
While Jewiih babes proclaim their king.
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PSALM VIII. ver. 3, fcrV. paraphrafed.
Second part. Long Metre.
Adam and Chrijt, lords of the old and r.tiv creation.
1 T ORD, what was man when made at firft,
.1 j Adam, the offspring of the duft,
That thou mould' it fet him and his race
Eut juft below an angel's place ?
2 That thou mould' ft raife his nature fo,
And make him lord of all below,
Make every beaft and bird fubmit,
And lay the fifties at his feet.
3 But O ! what brighter glories wait
To crown the fecond Adam's ftate !
What honors (hall thy Son adorn,
Who condefcended to be born ?
4 See him below his angels made ;
Behold him numbered with the dead,
To fave a ruin'd worJd from fin :
But he (hall rugn with pow'r divine,
5 The world to come, redeem from ail
The mii'ries that attend the fall,
New-made and glorious, fhall fubmit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.
PSALM IX. Firft part. Common Metre.
Wrath and mercy from the judgment feat.
1 TTTlTH my whole heart I'll raife my fong,
V V Thy wonders I'll proclaim ;
Thou fov'reign judge of right and wrong
Will put thy foes to fliame.
a I'll fing thy majefty and grace ;
My God prepares bis throne
To judge the world in righteoufnefs,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then fhall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor opprefs'd ;
To fave the people of his love,
And give the weary reft.
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4 The men that know thy name will trufi
In thy abundant grace :
For thou haft ne'er forfook thejuft,
Who humbly feek thy face.
5 Sing praifes to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill,
Who executes his threat'ning word,
Whofe works his grace fulfil.
PSALM IX.ver. 12. Second part. Common Metre.
The ivifdom and equity of Providence .
1 "tTTHEN the great Judge, fupreme and juft,
VV Shall once enquire for blood,
The humble fouls that mourn in duft
Shall find a faithful God.
4 He from the dreadful gates of death
Does his own children raife ;
In Zion's gates, with chearful breath,
They fing their Father's praife.
3 His foes (hall fall, with heedlefs feet,
Into the pit they made ;
And finners perifh in the net
That their own hands have fpread.
4 Thus by thy judgment, mighty God,
Are thy deep counfels known;
When men of mifchief are deftroy'd
In fnares that were 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 Though faints to fore diftrefs are brought,
And wait and long complain,
'Their cries fhall never be forgot,
Nor fhall their hopes be vain.
£7 Rife, great Redeemer, from thy feat,
To jud^e and fave the poor ;
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.
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t Thy thunder (hall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain,
Make them confefs that thou art God,
And they but feeble men.]
PSALM X. Common Metre.
Prayer -heard; and faints faved ; or, Pride, atheifm^and
OppreJJlon funijhed.
For a humiliation day.
I TXjTHY doth the Lord depart fo far,
W And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep diftrefs ?
a Lord, (hall the wicked flill deride
Thy juflice and thy laws ?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And flight the righteous caufe.
3 They call thy judgments from their fight,
And then infult the poor ;
They boafl: in their exalted height,
That they mail fall no more.
4 Arife, 0 God, lift up thine hand»
Attend our humble cry ;
No enemy lhall dare to fland
When God afcends on high.
PAUSE.
5 Why do the men of malice rage,
And fay with fooliih 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,
As when the heathens felt thy fword,
And periuYd from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And caufe thine ear to hear;
Accept the vows thy children pay,
And free thy faints from fear. A 4
8 Proud tyrants fhall no more opprefs,
No more defpife the juft ;
Alid mighty Tinners (hall confefs
They are but earth and duft.
PSALM XI. Long Metre.
Cod loves the righteous, and hates the wicked,
% 1VT Y refuge is the God of love' ' ^<rUuL ' u : * *'
JLVJL Why do my foes infult and cry,
*' Fly like a timorous trembling dove,
" To diflant woods or mountains fly."
& If government be once deftroy'd,
(This firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make juftice void,
Where fhall the righteous feek redrefs.
$ The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne,
H's eye furveys the world below •
To him all mortal things are known,
His eye-lids fearch our fpirits through.
4 If he afflicts his faints fo far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold tranfgreiTors fear ?
His foul abhors their wicked ways.
5 On impious wretches he fhall rain
Sulphureous flames of wading death.
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous fouls,
Whofe thoughts and actions are fincere.
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear.
PSALM XII. Long Metre.
c£hc j.unts fafeiy and lope, in evil times ; or, Stmt of tie
tongue complained of, viz. blafphemy, falfhood, &C
I A LMIGHTY God appear and lave !
jfA. For vice and vanity prevail i
The godly perifh in the grave,
The juit depart, the faithful fall.
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2- The whole difcourfe, when crouds are met,
Is fill'd with trifles loofe and vain ;
Their lips are flattery and deceit,
And their proud language is profane*
•5 But lips that with deceit abound,
Shall not maintain their triumph long 5
The God of vengeance will confound
The flattering and biafpheming tongue.
4 " Yet (hall our words be free, they cry ;
" Our tongues fhall be eontroul'd by none ?
" Where is the Lord will afk us why ?
" Or fay our lips are not our own/'
5 The Lord who fees the poor opprefs'd,
And hears th' opprefTor's haughty ftrain,
Will rife to give his children reft,
Nor fhall they truft his word in vain.
6 Thy word, O Lord, though often try'd,
Void of deceit (hall ftill appear ;
Not filver, fev'n times purify' d
From drofs and mixture, mine fo clear.
7 Thy grace fhall in the darkeft hour
Defend from danger and furprife ;
Though, when the vileft men have power,
On every fide opprefTors rife.
PSALM XII. Common Metre.
"Complaint of a general corruption of manners ; or, The
promife and figns of Cbrih's coming to judgment.
I TTELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail,
XX Religion lofes ground;
The fons of violence prevail,
And treacheries abound.
a Their oaths and promifes they break,
Yet aft the flat'rer's part ;
With fair deceitful lips they ipeak,
And with a double heart.
3 If we reprove fome hateful lie,
They fcorn our faithful word :
" Are not our lips our own they cry,
" And who fhall be our Lord &?
4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry fide,
Where a vile race of men
Is rais'd to feats of povv'r and pride,
And bears the fvvord in vain.
PAUSE.
5 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blafphemy grows bold,
When faith is rarely to be found,
And love is waxen cold ;
6 Is not thy chariot hafPning on ?
Haft thou not given the fign ?
May we not trufi and live upon
A promife fo divine ?
7 " Yes, faith the Lord, now will I rife,
" And make the oppreiTors flee ;
" I fhall appear to their furprife,
" And fet my fervants free/'
2 Thy word, like filver fev'n times try'd,
Through ages fhall endure ;
The men that in thy truth confide
Shall find thy promife fure.
PSALM XIII. Common Metre.
Complaint under the temptation of the devil.
I TTOW long wilt thou conceal thy face I
XTX My God, how long delay ?
When fhall I feel thofe heav'nly rays
That chafe my fears away ?
a How long fhall my poor laboring foul
Wreftle and toil in vain?
Thy word can all my foes controul,
And eafe my raging pain.
3 See how the prince of darknefs tries
All his malicious arcs;
He fpreads a mift around mine eyes
And throws his fiery darts.
4 Be thou my fun, and thou my fhield,
My foul in fafety keep :
Make hafte, before mine eyes are feal'd
In deatk's eternal fleep.
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5 How would the tempter boaft aloud
Should I become his prey !
Behold the fons of hell grow proud
To fee thy long delay.
6 But they (hall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head ;
He knows the terrors of thy look.
And hears thy voice with dread.
*) Thou wilt difplay that fov'reign grace
Whence all my comfort fpring t
I fhall employ my lips in praife,
And thy falvation fing.
PSALM XIV. Firftpart* Common Metre,
By nature all men are Jinners.
I T71OOLS, 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."
a From thoughts fo dreadful and profane s
Corrupt difcourfe proceeds;
And in their impious hands are found
Abominable deeds.
3 The Lord, from his celeftial throne,
Look'd down on things below,
To find the man that fought his grace,
Or did his juftice know.
4 By nature all are gone aftray,
Their practice all the fame ;
There's none that fear5~his Maker's hand3
There's none that loves his name.
5 Their tongues are us'd to fpeak deceit,
Their (landers never ceafe ;
How fwift to mifchief are their feet !
Nor know the paths of peace.
6 Such feeds of fin (that bitter root)
In ev'ry heart are found ;
Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
'Till grace refine the ground.
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PSALM XIV. Second Part. Common Metre.
The folly of perfecutors.
I A RE flnners now fo fenfelefs grown
jLJL That they the faints devour?
And never worlhip at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful pow'r ?
S Great God, appear to their furprife ;
Reveal thy dreadful name ;
Let them no more thy wrath defpife,
Nor turn our hope to fhame.
3 Dolt thou not dwell among the juft ?
And yet our foes deride,
That we fhould make thy name our truft
Great God, confound their pride.
4 O that the joyful day were come
To finifh our diftrefs !
When God fhall bring his children home
Our fongs fhall never ceafe.
PSALM XV, Common Metre.
Characters of a faint, or a citizen of Zion ; or, The qua-
lif cations of a Gbrifian*
i \yho foa11 inhabit ir> thy nill>
O God of holinefs ?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace ?
a The man that walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous bands :
That trulls his Maker's promis'd grace,
And follows his commands.
3 He fpeaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor (landers with his tongue :
Will fcarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbour wrong.
4 The wealthy finners he contemns,
Loves all that fear the Lord ;
And though to his own hurt he fwears,
Still he performs his word.
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5 His hands difdains a golden bribe,
And never wrong the poor :
This man fhall dwell with God on earth
And find his heav'n fecure.
PSALM XV. Long Metre.
Religion andjujlice, goodnefs and truth ; or, duties to God
and man ; or, The qualifications of a Cbrijliati.
I "YyHO (hall afcend thy heavenly place,
Great God and dwell before thy face ?
The man that minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below,
a Whofe hands are pure, whofe heart is clean ;
Whofe lips ftill fpeak the thing they mean ;
No (landers dwell upon his tongue :
He hates to do his neighbour wrongs
[3 Scarce will he truft an ill report,
Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt :
Sinners of iiate he can defpife,
But faints are honour' d in his eyes.}
[4 Firm to his word he ever flood,
And always makes his promife good :
Nor dares to change the thing he fwears
Whatever pain or lofs he bears.]
[5 He never deals in bribing gold ;
And mourns that juftice fhould be fold:
While others fcorn and wrong the poor,
Sweet Charity attends his door.]
6 He loves his enemies, and prays
For thofe that curfe him to his face ;
And doth to all men frill the fame
That he would hope or wifh from thera*
7 Yet, when his holieft v/orks are done,
His foul depends on grace alone :
This is the man thy face fhall fee,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee,
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PSALM XVI. Firft Part. Long Metre.
Confejfion of our poverty, and faints the bef company; 01
Good ivorks profit men, not God.
I TJRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need,
X For fuccour to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodnefs- cannot reach to thee.
1 Oft have my heart and tongue confefs'd.
How empty and how poor I am :
My praife can never make thee blefs'd,
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 choice!! friends I know.
4 Let others chufe the foris of mirth
To give a relilh to their wine,
I love the men of heav'nly birth,
Whofc thoughts and language are divine.
PSALM XVI. Second part. Long Metre..
Cbrijl's all-fujficlency.
I TTOW faft their guilt and forrows rife,
JLjL Who hafte to feek fome idol-god !
1 will not tafte their facrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.
% My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon;
He, for my life, has offered up
Jefus his beft-bcloved Son.
3 His love is my perpetual feaft ;
By day his counfels guide me right :
I And he his name for ever blefs'd
Who gives me fweet advice by night.
4 I fet him flill before mine eyes ;
At my right hand he (lands preparM
To keep my foul from all furprife,
And be my ererlafting guard.
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PSALM XVI. Third Part. Long Metre.
Conrave in death, and hope of the refurreciion,
I "TT7"HEN God is nigh, my faith isftrong,
VV His arm is my almighty prop :
Be glad, rny heart rejoice, my tongue,
My dying flefh (hall reft in hope.
S Though in the duft I lay my head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My foul for ever with the dead,
Nor lofe thy children in the grave.
3 My flefh fhall thy firft call obey,
Shake off the duft, and rife on high ;
Then (halt thou lead the wond'rous way
Up to the throne above the fky.
4 There ftreams of endlefs pleafure flow ;
And full difcoveries of thy grace
(Which we have tafted here below)
Spread heavenly joys through all the place.
PSALM XVI. ver. i.— 8. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Support and counfel from God ^without merit.
i Q AVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe;
O In thee my truft I place,
Though all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deferve thy grace ;
a Yet if my God prolong my breath,
The faints may ftill rejoice,
The faints, the gbry of the earth,
The people of my choice.
3 Let heathens to their idols hafte,
And worfhip wood or frone ;
But my delightful lot is caft
Where the true God is known.
4 His hand provides my conftant food,
He fills my daily cup ;
Much am I pleas'd with prefent good>
But more rejoice in hope.
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5 God is my portion and my joy ;
His counfels are my light :
He gives me iweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.
6 My foul uould all her thoughts approve
To his all-feting eye ;
Not death nor hell my hope fhall move
While fuch a friend is nigh.
PSALM XVI. Second Part. Common Metre.
The death and refurreciion of Chriji.
SET the Lord before my face.
He beais my courage up ;
" My heart, my congue their joys exprefs,
" My flefh (hall reft in hope,
a " My fpirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave
" Where fouls departed are ;
" Nor quit my body to the grave
" To fee corruption there.
3 " Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
" 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.
if Jefus, whom every faint adores,
Was crucify'd and (lain ;
Behold the tomb its prey reftores,
Behold he lives again.
6 When fhall my feet arife and fland
On heav'n's eternal hills?
There fits the San at God's right hand,
And '.here the Father fmiles.]
PSALMS. 45
PSALM XVII, ver. 13, &e. Short Metre.
Portion of faints and ftnners ; or, Hope and defpair in
death.
I A RISE, my gracious God,
JLJl And make the wicked flee ;
They are but tr y chaftifing rod
To drive thy faints to ihee.
% Behold the firmer dies.
His haugnty words arevain';
Here in his life thispleaiure liesv
And all beyond is pain.
3 Then let his pride advance,
And boaft: of all his ftose ;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My foul can wiin no more.
4 I fhall behold the face
Of my forgiving God ;
And ftand complete in righteoufnefs,
Walh'd in my Saviour's blood.
5 There's a new heav'n begun
When I awake fr@m death,
Dreft in the likenefs of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.
PSALM XVII. Long Metre.
The fwner' s portion and faints hope; or, The heaven of
feparate fouls, and the refurreSiion.
1 T ORD, lam thine; but thou wilt prove
.Lj 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 lie 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 vain?, I refign ;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :
I (hall behold thy blifsful face,
And ftand complete in righteoufnefs.
^6 * * A L M S.
4 This life's a dream, an empty fhow;
But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys iubftantial and fincere ;
When (hall I wake and find me there ?
5 O glorious hour ! O bled abode !
I (hall be near, and like my God ;
And fiefh and fin no more controul
The facred pleafures of the faul.
6 My flefh (hall flumber in the ground,
Till the laft trumpet's joyful found :
Then bnrft the chains with fweet furprife
And in my Saviour'?, image rife.
PSALM XVIII. ver. 1—9, ij— 18
Firft part. Long Metre.
Deliverance from Jefpair ; or, Temptation overcome*
I npHEE will I love, O Lord my ft length,
X My rock, my tower, my high defence ;
I Thy mighty arm (hall be my truft,
For I have found lalvation thence.
1 I}eath}j and the terrors of the grave
Stood round me with their diimal fhade,
While floods of high temptations rofe,
And made my linKing foul afraid.
$ I faw the opening gates of hell
With endlefs pains and forrows there,
(Which none but they that feel can tell)
While I was hurry* d to defpair.
4 In my diftrefs I calfd my God,
When I could fcarce believe him mine ;
He bow'd his ear to my complaint ;
And prav'd his laving grace divine.
[5 With fpeed he flew to my relief,
As on a cherub's wing he rode ;
Awful, and oright as lightening, /hone
The face of my deliverer God.
6 Temptations fled at his rebuke,
The blaft of his almighty breath :
He fent falvation from on high,
And drew me from the deeps of death. J
PSALMS. 47
7 Great were my fears, my fees were great,
Much was their ftrength, and more their rage ;
Bui Chrift, my Lord, is conqu'ror (till
In all the wars the proud can wage.
8 My fong forever (hall record
That terrible, that joyful hour ;
And give the glory to the Lord
Due to his mercy and his power.
PSALM XVIII. v. ao, a6. Long Metre. Second par;»
Sincerity proved and rewarded.
I TORD thou haft feen my foul fin cere,
Haft made thy truth and love appeal ;
Before mine eyes I fet thy laws,
And thou haft own'd my righteous caufe.
a Since I have learn' d thy holy ways,
I've walked upright before thy face :
Or if my feet did e'er depart,
Thy love reclaimed my wandering heart.
3 What fore temptations broke my reft !
What wars and ftrugglings in my breaft!
But through thy grace that reigns within, , ■ •
I guard agsinft my darling fin.
4 That fin that clofe befets me ftill,
That works ind ftrives againft my will^
When fhall thy Spirit's fov'reign power
Deftroy it, that it rife no more.
5 With an impartial hand, the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward:
The kind and faithful fouls fhall find
A God as faithful and as kind.
6 And men that love revenge fhall know,
God harh an arm of vengeance too.
The ,uft and pure, fhall ever fay,
Thou art more pure, more juft |han they.
PSALM XVIII. ver. 30, 3r, 34, 35, 46, (ft.
Third part. Long Metre.
Rejoicing in God ; or, Salvation and triumph.
I TUST are thy ways, and true thy word,
J Great Rock of my fecure abode :
Who is a God befide the Lord ?
Or where's a refuge like eur God I
4? PSALM 8,
2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,
Gives me his holy fword to wield :
And while with fin and hell I fight,
Spreads his falvation for my fhield.
3 He lives, and hleffings crown his reign,
The God of my falvation lives,
The dark defigns of hell are vain ;
While heavenly peace my Father gives,
4 Before the fcoffers of the age,
I will exalt my Father's name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach, and bear the fhanre.
5 To David and his rcyal feed
Thy grace for ever mall extend;
Thy love to faints, in Chrift their head,
Knows not a limit, nor an end.
PSALM XVIII. Firft part. Common Metre.
KiSiory and triumph ever temporal enemies.
I T'V/'E love thee, Lord, and we adore,
VV Now is thine arm reveal'd;
Thou art oui ftrength, our heav'nly tow'r,
Our bulwark, and our (hield.
1 We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a fure defence ;
His holy name our lips invoke,
And draw falvation thence.
o When God our leader fhines in arms.
What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of his loud alarms ?
The lightening of his fpear ?
4 He rides upon the winged wind,
And angels in array,
In millions, wail to know his mind,
And, fwift as flames, obey.
^ He fpeaks, and at his fierce rebuke .
Whole armies are difmay'd;
His voice, his frown, his angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead.
PSALMS. 49
6 He forms our gen'rals for the field,
With all their dreadful fkill ;
Gives them his awful fword to wield,
And makes their hearts of fteel.
7 Oft has the Lord whole nations blefs'd,
For his own church's fake ;
The pow'rs that give his people reft
Shall of his cave partake.
PSALM XVIII. Second part. Common Metre.
The conqueror7 s fong*
I rTX) thine almighty arm we owe
J_ The triumphs of the day ;
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their ftrength away.
a 'Tis by thy aid our troops prevail,
And break united pow'rs ;
Or burn their boafted fleets, or fcale
The proudeft of their tow'rs.
3 How have we chas'd them through the field,
And trod them to the ground,
While thy falvation was our ihield,
But they no ihelter found !
4 In vain to idol faints they cry,
And perifhin their blood;
Where is a rock fo greit, fohigh,
So powerful, as our God.
5 The God of Ifrael ever Jives,
His name be ever blefs'd ;
'Tis his own arm the vicVry gives,
And gives his people reft.
PSALM XIX. Firft part. Short Metre.
The book of Nature and Scripture.
For a Lord's Day morning.
I "DEHOLD the lofty flty
Xj Declares its maker God,
And all the ftarry works on high
Proclaim his pow'r abroad.
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a The darknefs and the light
Sail keep their courfe the fame :
While night, to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach his name.
3 In ev'ry different land
Their gen'rai voice is known ;
They mew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
4 Ye Chriftian lands rejoice :
Here he reveals his word ;
We are not left to Naturf/s voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His ftatutes and commands
Are fet before your eyes,
He puts his Gofpel in our hands,
Where our falvation lies.
6 His laws are juft and pure,
His truth Without deceit,
His promifesfor ever fine,
And his rewards are great.
6 Not honey to the talte
Affords 10 much delight ;
Nor gold that has tin furnace pafs'd
So much allures the fight.
f While of thy works I fing,
Tny glory to proclaim,
Accept the praiie, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer's name.
PSALM XIX. Second part. Short Metre.
Cod's ivordrrOfr excellent : QT, Sincerity and ivatchfulltefs*
For a Lord's day morning.
I T>EHOLD the morning fun
.J3 Begins his .glorious way ;
His beams through all the nations rim,
And life and light convey.
3 But where the gofpel comes,
It fpreads diviner light,
It calls dead finners from their tombs',
And gives the blind their fight.
PSALMS. 5t
3 How perfect is thy word !
And all thy judgments juft ;
For ever fure thy promiie, Lor 1,
And men fecurely truft.
4 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions giv'n ?
O mav I never read in vain, s
Bat find the path to heaVftl
PAUSE
5 I heard thy word with love,
And I would fain obey ;
Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me left I ftray. .
6 O who can ever find
The errors of his ways ?
Yet, with a bold prefumptuous mind,
I would not dare tranfgrefs.
7 Warn me of ev'ry fin,
Forgive my fecret faults,
And cleanfe this guilty foul of mine,
Whofe crimes exceed my thoughts.
S While, with my heart and tongue,
I fpread thy praife abroad ;
Accept the worlhip and the fong,
My Saviour, and my God.
PSALM XIX. Long Metre.
The Books of nature, and fcripture co?npared ; or, The
glory and fuccefs of the gofpel.
I HHHE heavens declare thy glory, Lord*
_ JL In every ftar thy goodnefs (nines ;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
a The rolling fun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy power confefs;
But the bleft volume thou haft writ,
Reveals thy juftice and thy grace.
3 Sun, moon and ftars convey thy praife
Round the whole earth, and never ftandj
So when thy truth began its race,
It touch* d and glanc'd oh every land.
5& PSALMS.
4 Nor fhall thy fpreading gofpel reft
Till through the world thy truth has run;
Till Chrift has all the nations bleft,
That fee the light, or feel the fun.
5 Great Sun of righteoufnefs, arife,
Blefs the dark world with heavenly light ;
Thy gofpel makes the fimple wife,
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
6 Thy nobleft wonders here we view,
In fouls renew* d and fins forgiv*n,
Lord, cleanfe my fins, my foul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heav'n.
PSALM XIX. To the tune of the 113th Pfiilm.
The book of nature and fcripture.
I /^>IREAT God, the heav'ns well ordered frame
VJT Declare the glories of thy name :
There thy rich works of wonder fhine,
A thou fan d ftarry beauties there,
A thoufand radiant marks appear
Of boundlefs pow'r, and fkill divine.
% From night to day, from dav to niaht,
The dawning and the dying light,
-lr Llarmes ol ' heav'nly wifdom read ;
With fiient eloquence they raife
Our thoughts to our Creator's praife,
^ And neither found nor language need.
3 Yet their divine inftrucnons run
Far as the journeys of the fun,
And ev'ry 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 freaks his maker God ;
Ail nature joins to (hew thy praife :
Thus Cod in ev'ry creature fhines;
Fair as the book of nature's lines,'
But fairer in the book of grace.
PSALMS. S3
c I love the volumes of thy word;
What light and joy thofe leaves afford
To fouls benighted and diftreft!
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to (tray,
Thy promhe leads my heart to reft.
6 From the difcoveries of thy law
The perfect rules of life 1 draw :
Thefe are my ftudy and delight ;
Not honey fo invites the tafte,
Nor gold that hath the furnace paft,
Appears fopleafing to the fight.
7 Thy threat'nings wake my (lumbering eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blefTed gofpel, Lord,
That makes my guilty confcience clean,
Converts my foul, fubdues my fin,
And gives a free, but large reward.
8 Who knows the errors of bis thoughts!
My God, forgive my fecret faults,
And from preiumpcuous fins reflrain;
Accept my poor attempts of praife,
That I have read thy book of grace,
And book of nature, not in vain.
PSALM XX. Long Metre,
Prayer, and hope of <u\5lory.
For a day of prayer in time of war.
1 "\TOW may the God of pow'r and grace
JLN Attend his people's humble cry !
Jehovah hears when Ifrael prays,
And brings deliv'rance from on high.
2 The name of Jacob's God defends,
When bucklers fail and brazen walls j
He from his fanctaary fends
Succour and ftrength when Zion calls.
3 Well he remembers all our fighs,
His love exceeds our bell deferts;
His love accepts the facrifice
Of humble groans and broken hearts.
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4 In his falvation is our hope,
And in the name of Ifra'l's God
Our troops fhall lift their banners up,
Our navies fpread their flags abroad.
5 Some truft in horfes train'd for war,
And fbme of chariots make their boafts
Oar fureft expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hofts.
6 [O may the memory of thy name
Infpire our armies for the fight!
Our foes fhall fall and die wi:h fhame,
Or quit the field with coward flight.]
7 Now fave us, Lord, from flavifh fear,
Now let our hopes be firm and ftrong,
'Till thy falvation fhall appear,
And joy and triumph raife the fong.
PSALM XXI. Common Metre.
National bhjjhigs acknowledged.
I TN thee, great God, with fongs of praife,
JL Our favor* d realms rejoice ;
And, blefs'd with thy falvation, raife
To heav'n their cheerful voice.
1 Thy fure defence, through nations round,
Hath fpread our rifing name.
And all our feeble efforts crown* d
With freedom and with fame.
3 In deep diflrefs our injur'd land
Implor'd thy power to fave ;
For life we pray'd ; thy bounteous hand
The timely bleffing gave.
tThy mighty arm, eternal Pow'r
Oppos'd their deadly aim,
In mercy fwept them from our fhore,
And fpread their fails with fhame.
5 On thee, in woe or pain,
Ou*- hearts alone rely ;
Our rights thy mercy will maintain,
And all our wants fupply.
PSALMS. 55
5 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare,
And ftill exalt thy fame ;
While we glad fongs of praife prepare
For thine almighty name.
PSALM XXI. ver. 1,-9. Long Metre,
Cbrijl exalted to the kingdom.
I TXAVID rejoie'd in God his ftrength,
jlJ Rais'd to the throne by fpecial gracea
But Chrift the Son appears at length^
Fulfils the triumph and the praife.
a How great the bleftMeffiah's joy-
In the falvatronof thy hand !
Lord, thou haft rais'd his kingdom high5
Andgh/n the world to his command,
3 Thy goodnefs grants what e'er he will,
Nor doth the leaft requeft withhold ;
Bleffings of love prevent him ftill,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.
4 Honour and majefty divine
Around his facred temple mine ;
Elefs'd with r^e favour of thy faces
And length of everlafiing days.
5 Thine hand fhall find out all his foes;
And as a fiery oven glows
With raging heat, and living coals,
So fhall thy wrath devour their fouls.
PSALM XXIL ver. i,-l6. Firft part.
Common Metre.
^he fufferings and death of Cbrijl
z WHY has my God my foul forfook,
Nor will a fmile afford ?
(Thus David once in anguifh fpoke,
And thus our dying Lord.)
% Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell
Among thy praifing faints,
Yet thou canft hear our groan as well
And pity our complaints. £
< t> PSALMS*
3 Our fathers trufted in thy name,
And great deliverance found ;
Put I'm a worm defpisM of men,
And trodden to the ground.
4 With (baking head they pafs me by,
And laugh my foul to fcorn ;
" In vain be trufis in God, they cry,
" Neglected and forlorn."
5 But thou art he, who form'd my flefh,
By thine almighty word ;
And fince 1 hung upon the bread,
My hope is in the Lord.
6 Why will my Father hide his face
When fees ftand threatening round
In the dark hour of deep difhvefs,
And not an helper found ?
PAUSE.
7 Behold thy darlinc left among
The cruel end the proud,
By foes ancompafs'd fierce and ftrong,
As lions rearing loud.
8 From earth and hell my forrows meet,
To multiply the fmatt ;
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 heavenly Father bruifc
The Son he loves ib well ?
10 My God, if pollible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup ;
But 1 refign my will to thee,
And drink the forrows up.
11 My heart dilTolves with pangs unknowr..
In groans I waftemy breath ;
Thy heavy hand has brought me down,
Low as the dufr of death.
12 Father, I give my fpirit up,
And truft it in thy hand ;
My dying flefh lhall reft in hope,
And rife at thy command.
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PSALM XXII. ver. ao, 21, 27,— 31. Second part.
Common Metre.
I « "\JO W from the roaring lion's rage,
IN " O Lord, protea thy Son,
" Nor leave thy darling to engage
" The powers of hell alone/'
a Thus did our fuffering Saviour pray
With mighty cries and tears,
God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chas'd away his. fears.
3 Great was the vidhory of his death,
His throne exalted high ;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worfhip or fhall die.
4 A numerous offspring muft arife
From his expiring groans ;
They mall be reckon' din his eyes
For daughters and for fons.
5 Ths meek and humble fouls (hall fee
His table richly fpread ;
And all that feek the Lord fhall be
With joys immortal fed.
6 The ifles fhall know the righteoufnefs
Of our incarnate God,
And nations, yet unborn, profefs
Salvation in his blood,
PSALM XXII. Long Metre.
Chrijl' 's Sufferings and exaltation.
I "\T0W let our mournful {ongs record
JIN The dying forrows of our Lord,
When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forfaken of his God.
1 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn
And make their heads and laugh in fcorn \
" He refcued others from the grave ;
" Now let him try himfelf to fave.
3 " This is the man did once pretend
" God was his Father and his friend ;
" If God the blefTed lov'd him £o}
" Why do\h he fail to help him now ?*f
j8 r s a l M s.
4 Oh favage people ! cruel priefts !
How they flood round like raging beads ;
Like lions gaping to devour,
When God had left them in their power,
5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet.
Till dreams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which he died.
6 But God his father heard his cry ;
Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high;
The nations learn his righteoufnefs,
And humble finners tafte his grace.
PSALM XXIII. Long Metre.
God is our Jhepberd.
I ]\/f Y fhepherd is the living Lord ;
Now fhall my wants be well fupplyM ;
His providence and holy word
Become my fafety and my guide.
% In paftures where falvation grows
He make me feed, he makes me reft ;
There living water gently flows.
And all the food divinely bleff.
3 My wandering feet his ways miflake;
But he reftores my foul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's fake,
In the fair paths of righteouihtis.
4 Tho* I walk thro* the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope fhalj never fail,
Fw God, my fhepherd's with me there.
5 Amidft the darknefs and the deeps
Thou art' my comfort, thou my flay;
Thy ftafT fupports my feeble fteps.
Thy red direcls my duubtful way.
6 The fons of earth, and fons of hell
Gaze at thy goodnefs, and repine
To fee my table i pre ad fo well
With living bjread and chearful wine-
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7 [How I rejoice, when on my head
Thy Spirit condefcends to reft ! 1
'Tis a divine anointing (hed,
Like oil of gladnefs at a feaft,
S Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his houfhold all their days ;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To feek his face, and fing his praife.]
PSALM XXIII. Common Metre.
I Tiif Y fhepherd will fupply my need,
JVA Jehovah is his name ;
In paftures frefh he makes me feed,
Befide the living ftream.
% He brings my wandering fpirit back
When I forfake his ways,
And leads me for his mercy's fake
In paths of truth and grace.
3 When I walk through the fhades of death,
Thy prefence is my ftay ;
One word of thy fupporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
4 Thy hand in fight of all my foes
Doth frill my table fpread ;
My cup with bleffings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The fure provifionsof my God
Attend me ail my days ;
Oh may thy houfe be mine abode,
And all my work be praife !
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.
PSALM XXIII. Short MetFe. >j
I HPHE Lord my fhepherd is, (<j~-/>/ % ■ W
1 I (hall be.well fupply'd ; . . <T" 3 .
Since he is mine and I am his, Jir\^^^, iy . %%
What can I want befide ? /
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3 He leads me to the place
Where heavenly paflure grows,
' Where living waters gently pafs,
And full ialvation flows.
3 If e'er I go aftray,
He doth my foul reclaim,
And guides me in his own right way,
For his moft holy name.
4 While he affords his aid,
1 cannot yield to fear;
Tho' I (hould walk thro' death's dark fhade,
My fhepherd's with me there.
5 Amid furrounding foes
Thou doll my table fpread,
My cup with blefllngs overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6 The bounties of thy love
Shall crown my following days ;
Nor from thy houfe will I remove,
Nor ceafe to fpeak thy praife.
PSALM XXIV. Common Metre.
Dwelling ivith God.
I rTHHE earth for ever is the Lord's, £x^> > 10 -
X With Adam's numerous race : f^u^.O.'/
He rais'd its arches o'er the floods, % , ,b .i
And built it on the leas.
a But who among the fons of men
May vifit thine abode ?
He that has hands from mifchief cleaa,
Whofe heart is right with God.
3 This is the man may rife and take
The blefllngs of his grace ;
This is the lot of thofe that feek
The God of Jacob's face.
4 Now let our foul's immortal pow'rs, k
To meet the Lord prepare,
Lift up their everlafling doors,
The king of glory's near.
PSALMS. Gl
<; The king of glory ! who can tell
The wonders of his might ?
He rules the natioss ; bat to dwell
With faints is his delight,
PSALM XXIV, Long Metre.
Saints dwell in heaven ; or Cbriji* s afcenfion.
I^HIS ipacious earth is all the Lord's/****** ' '°*;
4*** • And men, and worms, and heafts, and birds ;
'• '*" 'He ran'.! die building on the leas,
And gave X for their dwelling-place.
2 But there's a brighter world on high,
Thy pakce, Lord above the fky :
Who fhall afcend that blefs'd abode,
And dwell fo near his maker God?
3 He that abhors and fears to fin,
Whofe heart is pure, whole hands are clean,
Him (hall the Lord the Saviour blefs,
And clothe hii foul with righteoufnefs.
4 Thefe are the men, the pious race,
That feek the God of Jacob's face ;
Thefe fhall enjoy the blifsful fight,
And dwell in everlafling light.
PAUSE.
5 Rejoice, ye mining worlds on high,
Behold the King of glory nigh !
Who can this King of glory be ?
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves elifplay,
To make the Lord, the Saviour, way :
Laden with fpoils from earth and hell,
The Conqu'ror comes with God to dwell.
7 Rais'dfrom the dead in awful date,
He opens heav'n's eternal gate,
To give his faints a blefs'd abode
Near their Redeemer and their God.
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PSALM XXV, ver. I,— n. Fhftpart. Short Metre.
Plaiting for pardon and direftion,
I T LIFT my foul to God,
JL My truft is in his name;
Let not my foes that feek my blood
Still triumph in my fhame.
% Sin, and the pow'rs of hell,
^ ^Eerfuade me to defpair ;
Lord, make me know thy cov'nantweU
That I may'fcape the fnare.
3 From beams of dawning light
'Till ev'ning (hades arife,
For thy falvation, Lord, I wait,
With ever longing eyes.
4 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth ;
Forgive the fins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.
5 The Lord is jdft and kind,
The meek fhall learn his ways ;
And ev'ry humble finner find
The methods of his grace.
6 For his own goodnefs' fake
He faves my foul from fhame ;
He pardons (though my guilt be great)
Through my Redeemer's name.
PSALM XXV. ver. 12, 14, 10, 13. Second part.
Short Metre.
Divine injlruftion.
I TT7HERE fhall the man be found
VV That fears t* offend his God,
That loves the gofpel's joyful found,
And trembles at the rod ?
1 The Lord fhall make him know
The fecrets of his heart,
The wonders of his cov'nant fhow,
And all his loVe impart.
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3 The dealings of his pcw'r
Are truth and mercy (till,
With fuch as keep his covenant fure,
And love to do his wilL
4 Their foul (hall dwell at eafe,
Before their Maker's face ;
Their feed fhalltafte the promifes
In their extenfive grace.
PSALM XXV. ver. 15,-22. Third part. Short Metre*
Bijirefs of foul ; or, Backfiding and defertion.
I ]y[INE eyes and my defire
Are ever to the Lord ;
I love to plead his promisM grace, 'Z-iS^' ' 1
And reft upon his word. .?er-T^~~ 3 '•', t° •
1 Turn, turn thee to my foul,
Bring thy falvation near ;
When will thy hand afllft my feet
To 'fcape the deadly fnare ?
3 When mall the fov'reign grace
Of my forgiving God
Reftore me from thofe dangerous ways
My wandering feet have trod !
4 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe :
My fpirit languiihes, my heart
Is defolate and low.
5 With every morning light
My forrow new begins;
Look on my anguifh and my pain,
And pardon ail my fins.
PAUSE
6 Behold, the hofts of hell,
How cruel is their hate !
Againir my life they rife and join.
Their fury with deceit.
7 O keep my foul from death ,
Nor put my hope to Pname ;
For I have plac*d my only trnft
In my Redeemer's name. 3
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8 With humble faith I wait
To fee thy face again;
Of Ifra'l it (hall ne'er be faid,
He ibughc the Lord in vain.
PSALM XXVI. Long Metre.
Self-examination ; or, Evidences of grace*
£ TUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways,
J And try my reins, and try my heart;
My faith upon thy promife flays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.
g, I hate to walk, I hate to fit,
With men of vanity and lies ;
The (coffers and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.
3 Amongft thy faints will 1 appear
Array'd in robes of innocence ;
But when I (land before thy bar,
The blood of Chiift is my defence.
4 I love thy habitation, Lord,
The temple where thine honours dwell j
There (hall I hear thy holy word,
And there thy works of wonder tell.
5 Let not my foul be join'd at lad:
With men of treachery and blood,
Since I my days on earth have pafsM
Among the faints, and near my God.
PSALM XXVII, v.i,— 6. Firftpart. CommonMetre,
The church is our delight and fafety,
1 HfHE Lord of glory is my light,
JL And my falvation too ;
God is my ftrength ; nor will 1 fear
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart defires,
O grant me mine abode
Among the churches of thy faints.
The temples of my God !
PSALMS,
3 There (hall I offer my requefh,
And fee thy beauty flill :
Shall hear thy meffages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rife, and ftorms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a ltrong pavilion, where
He makes my foul abide.
5 Now (hall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And fongs of joy and victory
Within thy temple found.
PSALM XXVII. ver. 8, 9, 13, !4,
v Second part. Common Metre.
Prayer and hope.
OON as I heard my Father fay,
*S?
Ye children feek my grace/'
My heart reply'd without delay,
" I'll feek my Father's face.**
2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my foul away ;
God of my life, I fly to thee,
In a diftreffing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need fupply.
4 My fainting flefh had died with grief,
Had not my foul believ'd,
To fee thy grace provide relief-,
Nor was my hope deceiv'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.
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PSALM XXVIII. Long Metre.
God the refuge of the afjlified.
I rT*'0 thee, O Lord, I raife my cries,
JL My fervent prayer in mercy hear ;
For ruin waits my trembling foul,
If thou refufe a gracious ear.
1 When fuppliant tow'rd thy holy hill,
I lift my mournful hands to pray,
Afford thy grace, nor drive me flill
With impious hypocrites away.
3 To fons of falfehood, that defpife
The works and wonders of thy reign,
Thy vengeance gives the due reward,
And finks their fouls to endlefs pain.
4 But ever blefled be the Lord,
Whofe mercy hears my mournful voice ;
My heart, that trufted in his word,
In his falvation fhall rejoice.
5 Let every faint, in fore diftrefs,
By faith approach his Saviour God ;
Then grant, O Lord, thy pard'ning grace*
And feed thy church with heavn'ly foo^j.
PSALM XXIX. Long Metre.
Storm and Thunder.
1 S^i IVE to the Lord, ye fons of fame,
VJT Give to the Lord renown and power,
Afcribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his power alowd
Thro' ev'ry ocean, ev'ry land ;
His voice divides the wat'iy cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He fpeaks, and tempeft, hail, and wind.,
Lay the wide foreft bare around ;
Trre fearful hart and frighted hind
Leap at the terror of the fo\m&
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4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And lo, the (lately cedars break :
The mountains tremble at the noife,
The vallies roar, the deferts quake.
5 The Lord fits fov'reign on the flood,
The thund'rer reigns for ever king ;
But makes his church his bled abode,
Where we his awful glories fing.
6 In gentler language, there the Lord
The counfel of his grace imparts :
Amidft the raging ftorm, his word
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.
PSALM XXX. Firft part. Long Metre,
Sicknefs healed, and forro%us removed.
I T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high,
JL At thy command difeafes fiy :
Who but a God can fpeak and fave
From the dark borders of the grave ?
% Sing to the Lord, ye faints, and prove
How large his grace, how kind his love,
Let all your pow'rs rejoice, and trace
The wond'rous records of his grace,
3 His anger but a moment (lays ;
His love is life and length of days ;
Though grief and tears the night employ,
The morning ftar restores the joy.
PSALM XXX. ver. 6. Second part. Long Metre.
Health, ficknefs, and recovery.
I T7IRM was my health, my day was bright,
X And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er be night ;
Fondly I faid within my heart,
" Pleafure»and peace mall ne'er depart." .
2- But I forgot thine arm was ftrong,
Which made my mountain (rand 10 long ;
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone: my comforts died.
3 I cried aloud to thee, my God ;
" What canft thou profit by my blood ?
a Deep in the duft can I declare
" Thy truth, or fing thy gooduefsr theres 3 3
68 PSALMS.
4 " Hear me, O God of grace, I faid,
" And bring me from among the dead :"
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt.
5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praifes now ;
I throw my fackcloth on the ground,
And eafe and gladnefs gird me round.
6 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be filent of thy name ;
Thy praife mall found through earth and heav'n,
For ficknefs heal'd, and fins forgiv'n.
PSALM XXXI. ver.5,1.3— 19, 22, 23. Firftpart.
Common Metre.
Deliverance from death.
1 rT^O thee, O God of truth and love
X My fpirit I commit ;
Thou hart redeem'd my foul from death,
And fav'd me from the pit.
2 Defpair and comfort, hope and fear,
Maintained a doubtful rtrife ;
While forrow, pain , and fins co'nfpir'd
To take away my life.
3 " My time is in thv hand," T cried,
" Though I draw' near the duft :"
Thou art the refuge where 1 hide,
The God in whom 1 truft.
4 Oh make thy reconciled face
Upon thy fervant fhine,
And fave me for thy mercy's fake,
For I'm entirely thine.
PAUSE.
'Twas in my harte, my fpirit faid,
" 1 muft defpair and die,
" 1 am cut off before thine eyesj"
But thou haft heard my cry.
6 Thy goounefs how divinely free !
How Aveet thv fmilliug face,
To thofe that fear thy Majerty,
And craft thy promis'd grace.
PSALMS. t£
7 Oh love the Lord, all ye his faints,
And Ting his praifes loud ;
He'll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompenfe the proud.
PSALM XXXI. ver. 7,-33, 1 1,— Zi. Seconi part.
Common Metre.
T "]\ TY heart rejoices in thy name,
JLVX My God, my heav'nly truft ;
Thou haft prefervM me free from fhame,
Mine honour from the duft.
a " My life is fpent with grief," I cried,
" My years confum'd in groans,
" My ftrength decays, mine eyes are dried,
" And forrow waftes my hones."
3 Among mine enemies my name
A proverb vile was grown,
While to my neighbours I became
Forgotten and unknown.
4 Slander and fear on ev'ry fide
Seiz'd and befet me round,
I to thy throne of grace applied,
And fpeedy refcue found.
PAUSE.
5 How great deliv'rance thou haft wrought
Before the fons of men !
The lying lips to filence brought,
And made their boafting vain !
6 Thy children from the ftrife of tongues
Shall thy pavilion hide,
Guard them from infamy and wrongs,
And ciufli the fons of pride.
7 Within thy fecret prefence, Lord,
Let me for ever dwell :
No fenced city wall'd and barr'd
Secures a famt fo well.
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PSALM XXXII. Shyrt Metre.
Forgiven -fs of fms upon confejjlon.
1 /~\H blefTed fouls arc they
VjJ Whole fins are cover'd o'er !
Divinely blefs'd to whom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more.
2 They mourn their follies paft,
And keep their hearts with care,
Their lips and lives without deceit
Shall prove their faith fincere.
3 While I conceal* d my guilt,
I felt the fehVring wound,
'Till I confefsV. my fins to thee,
And ready pardon found.
4 Let finners learn to pray,
Let faints keep near the throne ;
Our help in times of deep diftrefs
Is found in God alone.
PSALM XXXII. Common Metre.
Free pardon and fincere obedience ; or, Confefjion and for-
givenefs,
I TTOW blefs'd the man to whom his God
JLjL No more imputes his fin.
But wafli'd in the Redeemer's blood,
Hath made his garments clean !
And bleft beyond expreflionhe
Whofe debts are thus difcharg'd ;
While from the guilty bondage free
He feels his foul enlarged.
3 His fpirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all fincere ;
He guards his heart, he guards his eyes;
To keep his confeience clear.
4 While I my inward guilt fuppreft,
No quiet could I find ;
Thy wrath lay burning in my breaft,
And rack'd my tortur'd mind.
PSALMS. ?*
5 Then I confefs'd my troubled thoughts,
My fecret fins reveal' d ;
Thy pard'ning grace forgave rrry faults,
Thy grace my pardon feal'd.
6 This fhall invite thy faints to pray;
When like a raging flood
Temptations rife, our ilrength and flay
Is a forgiving God.
PSALM XXXII. Firft part. Long Metre.
Repentance and free pardon ; or, Juliification and fan&i-
fication.
I T)LESS'D is /the man, forever blefs'd,
J3 Whole guilt is pardon' d by his God,
Whofe fins with forrow are confefs'd,
And cover* d with his Saviour's blood.
% Before his judgment feat the Lord
No more permits his crimes to rife ;
He pleads no merit of reward,
And not on works, but grace, relies.
3 From guile his heart and lips are" free,
His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith fincere.
4 How giorious is that righteoufnefs
That hides and cancels all his fins I
While a bright evidence of grace
Through all his life appears and Alines.
PSALM XX£II. Second part!" Long Metre.
A guilty confcience eafed by eonfeflion and pardon,
WHILE I keep filence, and conceal
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What torments doth my confcience feel !
What agonies of inward fmart !
2 I fpread my fins before the Lord,
And all my fecret faults confefs;
Thy gofpel fpeaks a pard'ning word,
Thine holy Spirit feals the grace. B 4
11 PSALMS.
3 For this fhall every humble foul
Make fwift addrefles to thy feat ;
When floods of huge temptations roll,
There mall they find a blefs'd retreat.
4 How fafe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark, and ftorms appear ?
And when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me fafe from ev'ry fnare.
PSALM XXXIII. Firft part. Common Metre.
Works of creation andfro-vidence.
I TJ EJOICE, ye righteous in the Lord,
I\_ This work belongs to you :
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy,juft, and true !
a His mercy and his righteoufnefs
Let heav'n and earth proclaim ;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wond'rous name.
3 His word, with energy divine,
Thofe heav'nly arches fpread,
Bade fiarry hofts around them mine,
And light the heav'ns pervade.
4 He taught the fwelling waves to flow
To their appointed deep ;
Bade raging leas their limits know,
And iiili their ltation keep.
5 Ye tenants of the fpacious earth,
With fear before him ftand ;
He fpake, and nature took its birth,
And rcftson his command. >'
6 He fcornsthe angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain defigns ;
His counfel (tends through ev'ry age,
And in full glory fhines.
PSA LM XXXIII. Second part. Common IVle',;e,
Creatures vain, and God all-Jufjiclent.
I T^LESS'D is the nation, where the Lord
j£3 Hath fix'dhis gracious'throne ;
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
- And calls theu- tribes his own.
PSALMS. 73
1 His eye, with infinite furyey,
Does the all world behold :
He form'd us all of equal clay.
And knows our feeble mould.
3 Kings are not refcu'd by the force
Of armies from the grave ;
Nor fpeed nor courage of an horfe
Can his bold rider fave.
4 Vain is the ftrength of beafts or men3
Nor fprings our fafety thence ;
But holy fouls from God obtain
A ftrong and fure defence.
5 God is their fear, and God their trufl: j
When plagues or famine fpread,
His watchful eye fecures the juft,
Among 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 truft thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII. As the 113th Pfalm. Firft part,
Works of creation and providence*
1 "V7"E holy fouls, in God rejoice,
X Your Maker's praife becomes "your voice,
Grfcat is your theme, your fongs be new ;
Sing of his name, his word, his ways.
His works of nature, and of grace,
How wife and holy, juft and true !
a Behold, to earth's remoteft ends
His goodnefs flows, his truth extends ;
His pow'r the heav'nly arches fpread ;
His word, with energy divine,
Bade ftarry hofts around them fnine,
And light the circling heav'ns pervade.
3 His hand collects the flowing feas ;
Thofe wat'ry treafures know their place.
And fill the ftore-houfe of the deep :
Ke ipake and gave all nature birth;
AuA fires, and i'eas, and heav'n, and earthy
His ev'erlaftiog orders keep.
74 PSALMS.
4 Let mortals tremble and adore
A God of fuch refiftlefs pow'r,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage :
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands,
Eut his eternal counfel Hands,
And rules the world from age to age.
PSALM XXXIII. As the 113th Pfalm. Second part,
Creatures vain, and God all-fufjicient.
I /^\H happy nation, where the Lord
V_/ Reveals the treafure of his word,
And builds his church, his earthly throne \
His eye the heathen world furveys,
\ He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways,
But God their maker is unknown,
ft Let kings rely upon their hofr,
And of his ftrength the champion boaft ;
In vain they boaft, in vain rely :
In vain we truft the brutal force,
Or fpeed, or courage, of an horfe,
To guard his rider, or to fly.
3 The arm of our almighty Lord
Doth more fecure defence afford,
When deaths and dangers threat'ning ftand ;
Thy watchful eye prefc rves the juft,
Who make thy name their fear and truft,
When wars or famine wafte the land.
4 In ficknefs, or the bloody field,
Our great phyfician and our fhield
Shail Tend falvation from his throne ;
We wait to fee thy goodnefs Ihine ;
Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone.
PSALM XXXIV. Firft Part. Long Metre.
God's care of the faints : or, Deliverance by prayer.
I T ORD, I will blefs thee all my days,
I j Thy praife (hall dwell upon my tongue :
My foul (hall glory in thy grace,
While faints rejoice to hear the fong.
PSALMS. 'i$
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Let ev'ry heart exalt his name ;
I fought th' eternal God, and he
Has not expos' d my hope to fhame.
3 I told him all my fecret g1 ief,
My fecret groaning reach'd his ears l
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tumult of my fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
With heav'nly joy their faces mine,
A beam of mercy from the fkies
Fills them with light and love divine,
5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that ferve the Lord ;
Oh fear and love him, all his faints,
Tafte of his grace, and truft his word.
6 The wild young lions, pinch' d with pain
And hunger, roar through all the wood ;
But none (hall feek the Lord in vain,
Nor want fupplies of real good.
PSALM XXXI V. ver. n,— 22, Second part.
Long Metre.
Religious education : or, inJlruSiions of piety.
I /CHILDREN, in years and knowledge young,
\jl Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,
Attend the counfels of my tongue,
Let pious thoughts your minds employ,
a If you defire a length of days,
And peace, to crown your mortal ftate,
Reftrain your feet from impious ways,
Your lips from flander and deceit.
3 Theeyes of God regard his faints,
His ears are open to their cries ;
He fets his frowning face againfl
The fons of violence and lies.
4 To humble fouls and broken hearts
God with his grace is ever nigh j
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.
7# PSALMS.
5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans,
His Son redeems their fouls from death,
His Spirit heals their broken bones,
His praife employs their tuneful breath.
PSALM XXXIV. ver. 1,— 10. Firftpart.
Common Metre.
Prayer and praife for eminent deliverance.
I T'LL blefs the Lord from day to day -t
X How good are all his ways !
Ye humble fouls that ufe to pray^
Come, help my lips to praife.
a Sing to the honour of his name,
How a poor fufPrer cry'd,
Nor was his hope expos' d to fhame,
Nor was his fuit deny'd.
3 When threatening 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 diftrefs, »
With heavy groans and tears ;
He gave my fliarpeft torments eafe,
And filenc'd all my fears.
PAUSE. *
Fjj O finners, come and tafte his love,
Come, learn his pleafant ways,
And let your own experience prove
The fweetnefs of his grace.
6 He bids the angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell :
What ills their heav'nly care prevents
No earthly tongue can tell.]
[7 O love the Lord, ye faints of his ;
His eye regards the juftl
How richly blefs'd their portion is
Who make the Lord their truft !
3 Young lions, pinch'd with hunger, roar,
And famim in the wood :
But God fupplies his holy poor
With ev'ry needful good.]
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PSALM XXXIV. ver. u,— zz Second part*
Common Metre.
Exhortation te peace and holinefs.
I pOME, children, learn to fear the Lords
V>1 And that your days be long,
. Let not a falfe or fpiteful word
Be found upon your tongue,
a Depart from mifchief , praclife love,
Purfue the works of peace ;
So mail the Lord your ways approve.
And fet yoiir fouls at eafe.
3 His eyes awake to guard the juft,
His ears attend their cry :
When broken fpirits dwell in dull,
The God of grace is nigh.
4 What though theforrows here they taftc
Are fharp and tedious too ;
The Lord, who faves them all at lafr,
Is their fupporter now.
5 Evil mall finite the wicked dead ;
But God fecures his own,
Prevents the mifchief when they Hide,
Or heals the. broken bone.
6 When defolation, like a flood,
O'er the proud (inner rolls,
Saints find a refuge in their God,
For he redeemM their fouls.
PSALM XXXV. ver. 12, 13, 14. Common Metre.
Love to enemies ; or, Yhe love of Chrijl to Jinners
typijied in Da<v>d.
1 T>EHOLD the love, the gen'rous love,
Xj That holy David fhows :
Behold his kind companion move
For his afBi£ted foes !
2 When they are fick his foul complains,
And feems to feel the fmart ;
The fpirit of the gofpel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
?8 PSALMS.
3 How did his flowing tears condole,
As for a brother dead !
And filling, mortify'd his foul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet fHU he pleads and mourns ;
And double blefllngs on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace !
Thus Chrilt the Lord appears ;
While Tinners curfe, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Ifra'l's king,
Blefs'd and belovM of God,
To fave us rebels dead in fin,
Paid his own deateft blood.
PSALM XXXVI. ver. 5,-9. Long Metre.
The perfections and providence of God ; or, General pro-
vidence and fpecial grace.
I TTIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God,
X JL Thy goodnefs in full glory Chines ;
Thy truth fhall break through ev'ry cloud
That veils and darkens thy deiigns.
a For ever firm thy juftice (lands,
As mountains their foundations keep ;
Wife are the wonders of thy hands,
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy providence is kind and large,
Both man and beafl: thy bounty (hare ;
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 provifions of thy houfe
We fhall be fed with fweet repaft ;
There mercy, like a river, flows,
And brings falvation to our tafte.
PSALMS.
6 Life, like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the prefence of my Lord ;
And in thy light our fouls fhall fee
The glories promis'd in thy word.
PSAL?vI XXXVI. v. i, z, 5, 6, 7, 9. Common Metre.
Praclicai atheifm expofed ; or, The being and attributes of
God ajferted.
3 TTTHILE men grow hold in wicked ways,
VV And yet a God they own,
My heart within me often fays,
" Their thoughts believe there's none. '*
3 Their thoughts and ways at once declare,
(Whate'er their lips profefs)
God hath no wrath for them to fear,
Nor will they feek his grace.
3 How ftrange felf-flatt'ry blinds their eyes ?
But there's a hafFning hour
When they fhall fee, with fore furprife
The terror of thy pow'r.
4 Thy juftice fhall maintain its throne,
Though mountains melt away :
Thy judgments are a world unknown,
A deep unfathom'd fea.
5 Above thefe heav'ns* created rounds
Thy mercies, Lord, extend ;
Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds
Where time and nature end.
6 Safety to man thy goadnefs brings,
Nor overlooks the beaft ;
Beneath the fhadow of thy wings
Thy children chufe to reft.
[7 From thee, when creature-ftreams run low
And mortal comforts die,
Perpetual fpiings of life fhall flow,
And raife our pleafures high.
8 Though all created light decay,
And death clofe up our eyes,
Thy prefence make* eternal day,
Sphere ciouds can never rife.]
SO P S A 1 M S,
PSALM XXXVI. ver. 1,-7. Short Metre.
'The ivickednefs of man , and the majef.y of Cod ; or, Atac-
tic #/ athe'ifm expofed.
I TTTHEN man grows bold in fin,
VV My heart within me cries,
" He hath no faith of God within,
" Nor fear before his eyes."
\Z He walks a while conceal'd
In a felf- Matt* ring dream,
Till his dark crimes, at once reveal'd,
Expofe his hateful name. J
3 His heart is falfe and foul,
His words are fmooth and fair ;
Wifdom isbanim'd 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 practife all that's ill.
j; But there's a dreadful God,
Though men renounce his fear ;
His jultice hid behind the cloud
Shall one great day appear.
6 His truth tranfeends the iky,
In heav'n his mercies dwell ;
Deep as the fea his judgments ly,
His anger burns to hell.
1 How excellent his love,
Whence all our fafety fprings !
O never let my foul remove
From underneath his wings!
PSALxM XXXVII. ver. i,— 15. Firft part.
Common Metre.
The cure of envy,fretfulnefs, and unbelief', or, Then*
•wards of the righteous and ivicked.
I YX/HY mould 1 vex my foul, and fret
VV To fee the wicked rife ?
Or envy finnsrs waxing great
By violence and lies i
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S As flow'ry grafs, cut down at noon,
Before the ev'ning fades,
So (hall their glories vanifh foon
In everlafting (hades.
5 Then let me make the Lord my truft,
And pra&ife all that's good ;
So (hall I dwell among the juft,
And he'll provide me food.
4 I to my God, my ways commit,
And chearful wait his will r
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my defires fulfil.
.5 Mine innocence (halt thou difplay,
And make thy judgment known,
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the moon.
6 The meek at lafl: the earth pofTefs,
And are the heirs of heav'n \
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble fouls are giv'n.
PAUSE.
7 Reft in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rife,
Though providence fhould long delay
To punifh haughty vice.
8 Let finners join to break your peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam ;
The Lord derides them, for he fees
Their day of vengeance come.
9 They have drawn out the threat'ningfwon?,
Have bent the murd'roas bow,
To (lay the men that fear the Lord, -
And bring the righteous low.
zo My God (hail break their bows, and burn
Their perfecuting darts,
5':uil their own fwords again ft them turn J
And pierce their, ftubborn hearts.
%l PSALMS.
PSALM XXXVII. ver. 16, ai, 26,-31. Second
part. Common Metre.
Charity to the poor ; or. Religion in words and deeds.
I "\T7"HY do the wealthy wicked boaft,
VV And grow profanely bold?
The meaneft portion of the juft
Excels the Tinners* gold.
2, The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne'er defigns to pay,
The faint is merciful, and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
3 His alms, with lib'ral heart, he gives
Amongfr. 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 fhall never Hide.
6 When finner^ fall, the righteous (land
Preferv'd from ev'ry fnare ;
They fhall polTefs the piomis'd land,
And dwell for ever there.
PSALM XXXVII. ver. a.},— 37. Third part*
Common Metre.
The tvay and end of the righteous and ivicked .
I Tl /TY God, the fteps of pious men
JLVJ. Are order' d by thy will ;
Though they mould fall, they rife again,
Thy hand fupports them ftill.
S The Lord delights to fee their ways
Their virtue he approves :
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he love.-.
PSALMS./ 5>3<
3 The heavenly heritage, is theirs,
Their portion and their home;
He feafts them now, and makes them heirs
Of bleffings long to come.
4 Wait on the Lord, ye fons of men,
Nor fear when tyrants frown ;'
Ye (hall confefs their pride was vain,
When jufti.ce calls them down.
**~ PAUSE.
5 The haughty finner have I feen,
Not fearing man nor God,
Like a tall bay-tree fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
6 And lo, he vanifh'd from the ground,
Deftroy'd by hands unfeen ;
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was founds
Where all that pride had been.
7 But mark the man of righteoufnefs,
His feveral fteps attend ;
True pleafure runs through all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
PSALM XXXVIII. Common Metre.
Guilt of confcience and relief ; or Repentance and prayer
for pardon and health.
I \ MIDST thy wrath remember love,
il Reftore thy fervant, Lord,
Nor let a Father's cbaft'ning prove
Like an avenger's fword.
a Thine arrows ftick within my heart,
My flefh is forely prefs'd :
Between the forrow and the fmart
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,
That finks my comforts down;
And I go mourning all the day
Beneath my Father's frown.
84 PSALMS.
5 Lord, I am weaken' d and difmay'd,
None of my powers are whole ;
My wounds with piercing anguifh bleed,
The angnifli of my foul.
6 All my defires to thee are known,
Thine eye counts every 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 will hear my cry ;
My God will bear my fpirit up
When Satan bids me die.
[8 My foes rejoice whene'er I flide,
To fee my virtue fail ;
They raife their pleafure and their pride
Whene'er their wiles prevail.
9 But I'll confefs my guilty ways,
And grieve for all my fin ;
I'll mourn how weak the feeds of grace,
And beg fupport divine.
10 My God, forgive my follies paft,
And be for ever nigh ;
O Lord of my falvation, hafte,
Before thy fervant die.]
PSALM XXXIX. ver. I, a, 3. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Watchfulnefs over the tongue ; or, Prudence and zfaf.
1 ~pHUS I refolv'd before the Lord,
X " Now will I watch my tongue,
" Left I let Hip one finful word,
" Or do my neighbour wrong."
2 Whene'er conftrain'd a while to flay
With men of life profane,
I'll fet a double guard that day,
Nor let my talk be vain.
3 I'll fcarce allow my lips to fpeak
The pious thoughts I feel,
Left fcoffers mould th' occafion take
To mock my holy zeal.
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4 Yet if fomc proper hour appear,
I'll not be over aw'd,
lu: let the fcoffir.g finners hear
That we can fpeak for God.
PSALM XXXIX. vcr. 4,5, 6, 7. Second part,
Common Metre.
The vanity of man as mortal,
f TTEACH me themeafure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame ;
I would furvey life's narrow fpace,
And learn how frail I am.
4 A fpan is all that we can boaft,
An inch of two of time ;
Man is but vanity and duft
In all his flower and prime.
3 See the vain raee of mortals mftve
Like fhadows o'er the plain ;
They rage and drive, defire and love,
But all the noife is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy mow,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs, they know not who,
And ftraight are feen no more.
5 What fhouid I wifh or wait for then'
From creatures, earth and duft ?
They make our expectations vain,
And difappoint our truft.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
I My fond defires recall :
I give my mortal intereft up,
And make my God my all,
PSALM XXXIX. ver. 9,-13. Third part.
Common Metre.
Sick-bed devotion ; or, Pleading "without repining*
2 /""N OD of my life, look gently down,
V_X Behold the pains I feel ;
Hut I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor d»re difpute thy will.
86 PSALMS.
2 Difea/es are thy fervants, Lord,
They come at thy command ;
I'll riot attempt a murm'ring word
Againft thy chaft'ning hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy rharp rebukes :
My ftrength confumes, my fpirit dies,
Through thy repeated ftrokes.
4 Crufh'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dufl: ;
Our feeble pow'rscan ne'er withftand,
And all our beauty's loft.
5 I'm but a ftranger here below,
As all my fathers were ;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I thy fummons hear !
6 But if my life be fpar'd a while
Before my lair, remove,
Thy praife mall be my bus'nefs frill,
And I'll declare thy love.
PSALM XLI. ver. I, iy 3, 5, 17. Flrft part.
Common Metre.
A fong of deliverance from great dljlrefs.
I T WAITED patient for the Lord,
JL He bow'd to hear my cry ;
He faw me refting on his word,
And brought falvation nigh,
a He rais'd me from a horrid pit,
Where mourning long I lay,
And from my bonds releas'd my feet,
Deep bonds of miry clay.
3 Firm on a rock he made me frand>
Aiid taught my chearful tongue
To praife the wonders of his hand,
In a new thankful fong.
4 T'll fpread his works of grace abroad j
The faints with joy fball hear,
And (inners learn to make my God
Their only hope and fear.
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6 How many are thy thoughts of love ;
Thy mercies, Lord, how great !
We have not words nor hours enough
Their numbers to repeat.
7 When I'm afHitted, poor and low,
And light and peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on his heart.
PSALM XL, v. 6, — 9. Second part. Gommon Metre.
'The incarnation and facrifice of Chrijl.
I fT^HUS faith the Lord, " Your work, is vain,
X " Give your burnt-offerings o'er,
** In dying goats and bullocks flain
" My foul delights no more."
0, Then fpake the Saviour, " Lo, I'm here,
" My God, to do thy will ;
** Whate'er thy facred books declare,
" Thy fervant (hall fulfil.
3 " Thy love is ever in my fight,
" I keep it near my heart ;
" Mine eyes are open'd with delight
" To what thy lips impart."
. 4 And fee ! the blefs'd Redeemer comes !
Th' eternal Son appears,
And at th'appointed time aflumes
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 great afTemblies flood.
6 His Father's honour touch'd his heart;
He pitied finners' cries,
And to fulfil a Saviour's part
Was made a facrifice.
PAUSE.
7 No blood of beafls on altars fried
Could warn the confcience clean,
But the rich facrifice he paid
Atones for all our fin.
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8 Then was the great falvation fpread,
And Satan's kingdom (hook ;
Thus by the woman's promised feed
The ferpent's head was broke.
PSALM XL. ver, 5,— .10. Long Metre.
Chriji our facrifice.
I rT",H E wonders. Lord, thy love has wrought,
X Exceed our praife, furmount our thought;
Should I attempt the long detail,
My fpeech would faint, my numbers fail,
a No blood of beafts, on altars fpilt,
Can cleanfe the fouls of men from guilt;
But thou haft fet before our eyes
An all-fufficient facrifice.
3 Lo! thine eternal Son appears,
To thy defigns he bows his ears
AfTumes a body well-prepar'd,
And well performs a work fo hard.
4 " Behold I come/' the Saviour cries,
With love and duty in his eyes ;
" I come to bear the heavy lead
" Of fins, and do thy will, my God.
5 " Tis written in thy great decree,
" 'Tis in thy book foretold of me :
" I muft fulfil the Saviour's part ;
" And lo ! thy law is in my heart.
6 " I'll magnify thy holy law,
" And rebels to obedience draw,
" When on my crofsl'm lifted high,
u Or to my crown above the fky.
7 " The Spirit (hall defcendand fhow
" What thau haft done, and what I do;
*' The wond'ring world fhall learn thy grace,
" And all creation tune thy praife"
PSALM XLI. ver. 1, 2, 3. Long Metre,
Charity to the poor ; or, Pity to the ajp.iged.
1 "OLESS'D is the man whofe breaft can move,
Xj And melt with pity to the poor,
Whofe foul, by fympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow-faints endure.
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2 His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hand can do;
He, in the time of gen'ra-1 grief,
Shall find the Lord has mercy too.
3 His foul mail live fecnre 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. ver. 1,-9. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Deferiion. and hope ; or, Complaint of abfence frerc-
public zvorjhip.
I "ITT"! T H earned: longings of the mind,
VV My God, to thee I look ;
So pants the hunted hart to find
And tafte the cooling brook.
5 When fhall I fee thy courts of grace,
And meet my God again ?
So long an abfence from thy face
My heart endures with pain.
3 Temptations vex my \ve3ry foul,
And tears are my repaft ;
The foe infults without controul,
" And where's your God at laft ?"
4 'Tis with a mournful pleafure now
I think on ancient days ;
Then to thy houfe did numbers go,
And all our work was praife.
5 But why, my foul, funk down fo far
Beneath this heavy load ?
My fpirit why indulge defpair,
And fin againft my God ?
6 Hope in the Lord, whofe mighty hand
Can all thy woes remove,
For I fhall yet before him ftand,
And fmg reltoring love.
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PSALM XLIL ver. 6, — II. Second part.
Long Metre.
Melancholy thoughts reproved; or, Hope in ajfliStion.
MY fpirit finks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of pad diftrefs record,
When I have found my God was kind
: Huge troubles, with tumultuous noife,
Swell like a fea, and round me fpread ;
The rifing waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremendous o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I addrefs his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove ;
The night mail hear me fing and pray.
<j I'll cart myfelf before his feet,
And fay, " My God, my heav'nly Rock,
ct Why doth thy love fo long forget.
" The foul that groans beneath thy ftroke ?w
5 I'll chide my heart that finks fo low ;
Why fhould my foul indulge her grief ?
Hope in the Lord, and praife him too ;
He is my reft, my fure relief.
6 My God, my mod exceeding joy,
Thy light and truth mail guide me ftill,
Thy word (hall my belt thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heav'nly hill.
PSALM XLIII. Common Metre.
Safety in divine proteSiion.
I JUDGE me, O God, and plead my caitfc,
J Againfl: a finful race ;
From vile oppreflion and deceit
Secure me by thy grace.
I On thee my ftedfaft hope depends.
And am I left to mourn ?
To fink in forrows, and in vain,
Jmplore thy kirjd return ?
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,3 Oh fend thy light to guide my feet,
And bid thy truth appear,
Conduct me to thy holy hill,
To tafte thy mercies there.
4 Then to thy altar, oh, my God,
My joyful feet fhall rife,
And my triumphant fongs fhall praife
The God that rules the fkies.
5 Sink not, my foul, beneath thy fear,
Nor yield to weak defpair ;
For I fhall live to praife the Lord,
And blefs his guardian care.
PSALM XLIV. ver. 1,2,3,8,15,-26
Common Metre.
The church1 s complaint in perfecution.
1 T ORD, we have heard thy works of old,
\ a Thy works of power and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told
The wonders of their days :
2 They faw thy beauteous churches rife,
The fpreading gofpel run ;
While light and glory from the fkies
Through all their temples fhone.
3 In God they boifted all the day, • # • IN
And wi a cheerful throng .o...-- .. t-
Did thoufands meet to praife and pray,
And grace was all their fong.
4 But now our fouls are feiz'd with fliame,
Confufion fills our face,
To hear the enemy blafpheme,
And fools reproaeh thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falfely dealt with heav'n,
Nor have our fteps declin'd the road
Of duty thou haft giv'n.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their deftruftive breath,
And thine own hand has bruifs'd us fore,
Hard by the gates of death.
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P S A t M S»
PAUSE.
•7 We are exposed all da\ to die,
As martyrs foi thy name ;
As fheep for (laughter bound we lie,1:
And wait the kindling flime.
S Awake, arife, almighty Lord,
Why deeps thy wonted grace ?
Wiry mould we fcem like men abhor' d.
Or banihVd from thy face ?
9 Wilt thou for ever caft us off,
And (till neglect our cries?
For ever hide thine heav'nly love
From our afflicted eyes ?
10 Down to the dull our font is bow'd^
. .And dies upon the ground ;
Rife for our help, rebuke he proud.
And alt their pow'rs confound.
11 Redeem.u.s from perpetual flkme,
Our Saviour and our God \
We plead the horumrs of thy name,
The merits of thy blood.
PSALM XLV. Short Metre.
The glory of Cbrijl ; tie fuccefs of the gofpd ; and tie
|L . Gentile church. .
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^ U.UtSSIl. Thy beauties are divine ; cAt,l* i>* ^ •
Thy lips with blefTings overflow, Ar^ , 3^ ^
And ev'ry grace is thine- '
3 Now make thy glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful fword,
And rife in majefty to fpread
The conquefts of thy wond.
3 Strike through thy (lubborn foes,
Or make their hearts obey,
While juitice, meeknefs, grace and truth.
Attend thy glorious way.
4 Thy laws, O God, are right,
Thy throne (hall ever (land j
And thy victorious gofpel prove,
A fceptre in thy. hand.
PSALMS*. 93
IS Thy Father and thy God
Hath without meafure fhed
His ipirits, like a grateful oil,
T' anoint thy facred head.]
[6 Behold, at thy right hand
The Gentile church is feen,
A beauteous bride, in rich attire,
And princes 6uard 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 (hail his honour ilng,
And tafte the heav'nly joy.
•PSALM XLV. Common Metre.
The ferfonal glories and government of Chrijt,
I T'LL fpeak the honours of my King,
A His form divinely fair :
None of the fons of mortal race .*
May with the Lord compare. /
'% Sweet is thy fpeech, and heav'nly grace
Upon thy lips is fhed ;
Thy God with bleffings infinite
Hath crown'd thy facred head.
Gird on thy fword, victorious prince,
Ride with majeftic fway ;
Thy terror (hall ftrike through thy foeSj
And make the world obey.
\ Thy throne, O God, for ever flands,
Thy word of grace (hall prove
A peaceful fceptre in thy hands,
To rule thy faints by love.
Juftice and truth attend thee (till,
But mercy is thy choice ;
And God, thy God, thy foul fhalf fill
With mpft peculiar joys.
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PSALM XLV. Firft part. Long Metre.
Tit glory of Cbrif, and power of bis gfpcl,
I "VT°W be my heart infpir'd to ling
JlN The glories of my Saviour King,
Jefus the Lord ; how heav'nly fair
His form ! how bright his beauties are, !
a O'er all the fons of human race
He mines with far fuperior grace,
Love from his lips divinely flows,
And bleflings all his Irate compofe.
3 Drefs thee in arms, mod mighty Lord,
Gird on the terror of thy fword,
In majefty and glory ride
With truth and meeknefs at thy fide.
4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of ftubborn heart ;
Or words of mercy, kind and fweet,
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
5 Thy throne, O God, for ever frands,
Grace is the fceptre in thy hands ;
Thy laws and works are juft and right,
But grace and juftice thy delight.
6 God, thine own God, has richly fhed
His oil of gladnefs on thy head ;
And with his facred Spirit blefl:
His firft-born Son above the reft.
PSALM XLV. Second part. Long Metre.
Chrijl and bis cburcb ; or, Tbe myftical
I THE king of faints, how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majefty and grace!
He comes with bleflings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
1 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen array'd in pureit gold ;
The world admires her heav'nly drefs,
Her robes of joy and righteoulhefs.
3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and feats her near his throne ;
Fair ftranger, let thine heart forged
The idols of thy native ftate.
marriage.
PSALMS* 95
4 So (hall the king the more rejoice
In thee the favourite of his choice;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
5 Oh happy hour, when thou (halt rife
To his fair palace in the fkies.
And all thy fons (a numerous 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 cheerful fongs approve
The condefcenfion of his love.
PSALM XLVI. Firft part. Long Metre.
¥be church' sfafety and triumph amovg national defolatiwio
I /^i O D is the refuge of his faints,
VJT When dorms of fharp diftrefs invade
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him prefent with his aid.
4' Let mountains from their feats be hurl'd
Down to the deep, and buried there,
Convulfions make the folid world,
Our faith mall never yield to fear*
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar,
In facred peace our fouls abide,
While ev'ry nation, ev'ry fhore
Trembles, and dreads the fwelling tide.
4 There is a ftream, whofe gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God !
Life, love and joy ftill gliding through
And watering our divine abode.
5 That facred ftream, thine holy word,
Supports our faith, our fear controuls,
Sweet peace thy promifes afford,
And give new ftrength to fainting fouls.
6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love,
Secure again ft a threat'ning hour ;
Nor can her firm foundation move,
Built on his truth, and arm'd with pow'r.
$6 PSALMS.
PSALM XLVT. Second part. Long Metre.
God jights for his church,
I T ET Zion in her king rejoice,
.1 j Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rife ;
He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies.
% The Lord of old for Jacob fought,
And Jacob's God is (till our aid ;
Behold the works his hand has wrought
What defolations he h^s made.
3 From fea to fea, through all the mores
He makes the noile of battle ceafe ;
"When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the ipear,
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame;
Let earth in fiknt wonder hear
The found and glory^ of his name.
5 " Be (till, and learn that I am Gad,
" I reign exalted o'er the lands,
" I will be known and fear'c. abroad,
" But (till my throne in Zion ftanaV
6 O Lord of hofrs, almighty king,
While we fo near thy prefence dwell,
Our faith fhall fit fecure, and fing,
Nor fear the raging pow'rs of hell.
PSALM XLVII. Common Metre,
Chrf afemding and reigning.
1 /~\& for a fhout of facred joy
V_y To God the fov'reign king !
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph fing.
2 Jefus our God afcends on high,
His heav'nly guards around
Attend him, rifing through the fky,
With trumpet's joyful found.
3 While angels (bout and praife their king,
Let mortals learn their (trains ;
Let all the earth his honours fing ;
O'er all the earth he reigns.
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4 Rehearfe his praife with awe profound,
Let knowledge guide the fong ;
Nor mock him with a folemn found
Upon a thought lefs tongue.
5 In Ifrael ftoo^. h'S ancient throne,
He lov'd that chofen race ,
But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens tafte his grace..
I 6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's,
There Abraham's God is known ;.
While pow'rs and princes, fhfetds'and fwords
Submit be ore his throne.
PSALM XLVTH.ver. X— 8. Fiift part. Short Metre
"The church is the honour and fafety of a nation.
£1/"^ RE AT i? •: .e Lord ur God,
V.X And let his praife be great;
He makes his churches his abode,
His mod delightful feat.
S Thefe temples of his grace,
How beautiful they ftand !
The honours of our native places
And bulwarks of our land.]
3 In Zion God is known
A refuge in diitrefs ;
How bright has his falvation fhone,
How fair hisheav'nly grace !
4 When kings againft her join'd,
Andfaw the Lord was there,
In wild confullon of the mind.
They fled with hafly fear.
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to fpoil our peace,
He fends his tempeft roaring loud,
And finks them in the feas.
d Oft have cur fathers told,
Our eyes have often feen,
How well our God fecures the fold
Where his own flocks have been.
98 PSALM*.
7 In ev'ry new diftrefs
We'll to his houfe repair,
Recal to mind his wond'rous grace,
And feek deliverance there.
PSALM XLVIII. ver. 10,-14. Second part.
Short Metre,
The beauty of the church ; or, Go/pel ivorjbip and ordtr*
X TT'AR as thy name is known
JT The world declares thy praife ;
Thy faints. O Lord, before thy throne
Their fongs of honour raife.
1 With joy thy people (land
On Zion's chofen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counfels of thy will.
3 Let ftrangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Compafs and view thine holy ground,
And mark the building well.
4 The orders of thy houfe,
The worfhip of thy court,
The chearful fongs, the folemn vows,
And make a fair report.
5 How decent and how wife !
How glorious to behold !
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adom'd with gold.
6 The God we worfhip now
Will guide us till we die ;
Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the fky.
PSALM XLIX. ver. 6,-14. Firft part.
Common Metre.
r ?ride and death ; or, The vanity of life and riches*
I "\T7'HY dotn the man of riches grow
\ V To infolence and pride,
To fee his weahh and honours flow,
With ev*ry rifing tide ?
MALMS, 9£
[a Why doth he treat the poor with fcorn,
Made of the felf-fame clay,
And boaft as though his fiefii were born
Of better duft than they ?]
43 Not all his treafures can procure
His foul, a ihort reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
4 Eternal life can ne'er be fold,
, The ranfom is too high ;
Juftice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,
That men may never die.]
5 He fees the brutifli and the wife,
The timorous and the brave
Quit their poffeflions, clofe their eyes,
And haften to the grave,
6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,
" My houfe (hall ever ftand ;
" And that my name may long abide
" I'll give it to my land."
7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lofl,
How foon his mem'ry dies !
His name is buried in the duft,
Where his own body lies.]
PAUSE.
8 This is the folly of their way !
And yet their fons, as vain,
Approve the words their fathers fay,
And ad their works again.
9 Men void of wifdom and of grace,
Though honour raife them high, .
Live like the beat!, a thoughtlefs race,
And like the beaft they die.
IS [Laid in the grave, like filly (beep,
Death triumphs o'er them there,
Till the laft trumpet breaks their fleep.
And wakes them in defpair.l^
100 PSALMS.
PSALM XLIX. ver. 14— 15. Second part.
Common Metre.
Death and the refurreclion.
? 'VT'E fons of pride, that hate thejuft,
X And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down toduft,
Your pomp (hall rife no more,
a The laft: great day fhall change the fcene ;
When will that hour appear !
When fhall the juft revive and reign
O'er all that fcorn'd them here ?
3 God will my naked foul receive,
Call'd from the world away,
And break, the prifon of the grave,
To raife my mouldering clay.
4 Heav'n is my everlafting heme,
Th' inheritance is fare ;
Let men of pride their rage refume,
Bat I'll repine no more.
PSALM XLIX. Long Metre.
The rich /inner* s death, and the faint's refurreclion.
I "\1T7"HY do the proud infultthe poor,
VV And boaft the large eftates they have ;
How vain are riches to feeure
Their haughty owners from the grave !
a They can't redeem an hour from death
With all the wealth in wh'ch they truft ;
Nor give a dying brother breath,
When God commands him down toduft.
3 There the dark earth and difmal fhade
Shall clafp their naked bodies round
That fleOifo delicately fed
Lies cold, and moulders in the ground.
4 Like thoughtlefs fheep the finner dies,
Aad leaves his glories in the tomb :
The faints (hall in the morning rife,
And hear the oppreflbi's awful doom.
PSALMS, IQ2
5 His hotioursperifhinthe duft,
And pomp and beauty, birth 3nd blood °
That glorious day exalts the juft
To full dominion o'er the proud.
6 My Saviour fhall my life reflore.
And raife me from my dark aDode ;
My flelh and foul fhall part no more,
But dwell forever near my God.
PSALM L. ver. I, — , Firit part. Common Metre
The I ajl judgment ; or, The faints rewarded,
I npHELord, the judge, before his throne
J. Bids the whole earth draw nigh,
The nations near the rifing fun,
And near the weftern fky.
4 No more fhall bold blafphemers fay,
" Judgment will ne'er begin;"
No more abufe his long delay
To impudence and fan.
3 Thron'd on a cloud our God (hall come^
• Bright flames prepare his way,
Thunder and darknefs, fire and ftorm
Lead on the dreadful day.
4 Heav'n from above his call fhall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell fhall know, and fear
His juftice and their doom.
5 " But gather all my faints (he cries)
" That made their peace with God,
" By the Reedemer's facriSce,
" And feal'd it with his blood.
6 " Their faith and works brought forth to'light,
" Shall make the world confeis
" My fentence of reward is right
** And heav'a adore my grace.
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PSALM L. ver. 10, II, 14, 15, «3-
Second part. Common Metre.
Obedience is better than facijice.
I ■pHUS faith the Lord, " The fpacious fields,
" And flocks and hcds, are mine^
" O'er all the cattle of the hills
" I claim a right divine.
4 " I afk no fheep for facrifice,
Nor bullocks burnt with fire ;
" To hope and love, to pray and praife,
" Is all that I require.
3 " Invoke my name when trouble's near,
" My hand ihall let thee free ;
Then fhall thy thankful lips declare
"c The honour due to me.
4 " The man that offers humble praife,
" Declares my glory bed :
" And thofe that tread my holy ways
" Shall my falvation tafte."
PSALM L. ver. 1, 5, 8, 16, ai, 22. Third pait.
Common Metre.
The judgment of hypocrites.
1 "VX7"HEN Chrift to JudSment ftaU defcend,
VV And faints furround their Lord,
He calls the nations to attend,
And hear his awful word.
2 " Not for the want of bullocks flain
w Will I the world reprove ;
" Altars, and rites, and forms are vain,
" Without the fire of love.
3 " And what have hypocrites to do
M To bring their fecrifice ?
" They call my ftatutes jufl and true,
" But deal in theft and lies.
•* Could you expect to 'fcapc my fight,
" And fin- without controul ?
" But I lhall 'bring yourcrimes to light
" With anguifh in your foul."
PSALMS. 105
5 €onfider, ye that flight the Lord,
Before his wrath appear ;
If once you fall beneath hisfword,
There's no deliv'rer there.
PSALM L. Long Metre.
Hypocrify expofed.
I T^HELord, the Judge, his churches warns,
JL Let hypocites attend and fear,
Who place their hopes in rites and forms.
But make not faith nor love their care,
a Vile wretches dare rehearfe his name,
With lips of falfhood and deceit ;
A friend or brother they defame,
Hnd foothe and flatter thofe they hate.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, -
Yet dare to feek their Maker's face ;
They take his covenant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abufe his grace.
4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lufl, defil'd with blood;
By night they praclife every fin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow fecure and fin the more j
They think he fleeps as well as they}
And put far off the dreadful hour.
6 O dreadful hour ! when God draws near,
And fets their crimes before their eyes 1
His wrath their guilty fouls (hall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rife.
PSALM L. To a new tune.
The lajl judgment.
i r I 1HELord,theSov'reign, fends hisfurnmonsforth,
X Calls the foirth nations, and awakes the north ;
From caft to weft the founding orders fpread
Through diftant worlds and regions of the dead :
No more (hall athiefts mock his 1 mg delay ;
His vengeance fleeps no more ; behold the dzr
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a Behold, the Judge defcends ; his guard's are nigh,
Tempeft and fire attend him down the fky. [come
Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near : let all things
To hear his juftice, and the finner's doom :
" But gather firft my faints," the jndge commands,
" Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant lands.
3 Behold, my covenant ftands for ever good,
Seal'd by th* eternal facrifice in blood, [Jew,
And figi/d with all therr names; the Greek, the
That paid the ancient vorfrip, or the new,
Therersno dnHrftion here; prepare their thrones,
And near me feat my favorites and my fons,
4 I, their almighty S3vk>ur and their God,
I am their Judge : ye heav'ns, proclaim abroad
My juft eternal fentence, ant1 declare
Thole awful truths that finners dread to hear;
Sinners in Zion, tremble, and retire ;
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks flam
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain
Without the flames of love; in vain the (lore
Of brutal ofPrings that were mine before :
Aline are the tamer beafis and favage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and fortflswherethey feed.,
6 Ff I were hungry, would I aflc thee food ?
When did I thirft, or arte the victim's blood ?
Can I be flattered with thy cringing bows,
Thy folemn chatt'rings, and fantaflie vows?
Are my eyes charm'd thy veftmentsto behold,
Glaring Tn gems, and gay in woven gold I [pleaf*
? Unthinking wretch ! how cou'd'fl tliou hope to
A God, a Spirit, with fuch toys as thefe ?
While wi^h my grace and ffatutes on thy tongue,
Thou lov'ft deceit, and doft thy brother wrong:
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adulterers are thy chofen friends.
$} Silent I waited with long-fuff'ring love,
But didfl thou hope that I fhould nt'er reprove?
And chirifn fuch an impious thought within,
That God the righteous would indulge thy fin ?
Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guil|y foul/*
T S A L M S. 1^5
a Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools be wife ;
Awake before this dreadfulmovningrife; [amend,
Change your vain thoughts, your finful wor^s
Fly to the Savieur, make the Judge your friend %
Left, like a lion, his laft vengeance tear
Your trembling fouls, and no deliverer near.
PSALM L, To the old proper tune,
Th» laji judgment,
I THE God of glory fends his ftimmons forth, *
Calls the fouth nations, and awakes the north
From eaft to weft the fov'reign orders fpread,
Through dlftast worlds and regions of the dead,
*Tbe trumpet founds, hell trembles, heaven rejoices $
Lift up yOur heads, ye faints, -uith cheerful voices*
a No more Ihall atheifts mock his long delay;
His vengeance fleeps no more? behold the day!.
Behold, the Judge defcends; his guards are nigh^
Tempefts and fire attend him -down the Iky.
When God appears-, all nature Jhall addre him ;
While finners tremble, faints rejoice iefSre hint'
3 ct Heav*n, earth, and hell, <ka-w near.; let all thlnj^t
come
To hear my juftice, aisd the fmuer^s doom:
But gather firft my faints,'' the Judge command^
" Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant lands.
When Chri/l returns, wale every cheerful pafion^
jLndfbout, ye faints ; he comes fsr your falvation*
4 Behold, my covenant (lands for ever good,
Seal'd by th* eternal facrifke In blood, [Jew,
And (ign'd with all their names ; the Greek, the
That paid the ancient <worftrip, or the new.
"Therms no dflinclion here ; join all your voices-.
And raife your heads, ye faints, for heaven rejoices ;
$ Here," faith the Lord, ** ye angels, fpread their
thrones,
And near me feat my fav'rites and my fons;
Come my redeemed, pofTefs the joys prepared
Ere time began, 'tis your divine reward.
WhenCbriJl returns, •wake every cheerful pafpont
Ar.dfoout^ ye faints ,• be comes for your falvation*
ic6 r s A x m s.
PAUSE the firfr.
6 I am the Saviour, I th* almighty God
The fov'reign Judge : ye heav'ns proclaim abroad
My juft eternal fentence, and declare
Thole awful truths that Tinners dread to hear.
When God appears, all nature Jhall adore him;
While ftnners tremble, faints rejoice before him.
7 Stand forth, thou bold blafphemer, and profane
Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain;
Thou hypocrite, once drelVd in faint's attire>
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
Judgment proceeds , hell trembles, heav'n rejoices:
Lift up your heads , ye faints, with cheerful 'voices.
8 Not for the want of goats or bullocks fiain
Do I condemn thee ; bulls and goats are vain
Without the flames of love : in vain the (tore
Of brutal off* rings that were mine before.
Earth is the Lord's, all nature faall adore him ;
While ftnners tremble, faints rejoice before him.
9 If i were hungry, would 1 afk thee food ?
When did I third ? or drink thy bullock's blood ?
Mine are the tamer beafts and favage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forefls were they feed>
Jill is the Lord's ; he rules the -wide creation;
Gives ftnners vengeance, and the faints falvation,
Je> Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy foiemn chatt'rings, and fantaflic vows ?
Are my eyes charm'd, thy veftments to behold,
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ?
God is the judge of hearts, no fair difguifes
Canfcrcen the guilty ivhen his vengeance rifss.
P A U S E the feeond.
lUnthinking wretch ! how could'ftthou hope to pleafe
A God, a fpirit, with fuch toys as thefe ?
While, with my grace and ftatutes on thy tongue,
Thou lovd'ft deceit, and doft thy brother wrong,
Judgment proceeds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices ;
Lift up your heads, ye faints, ivith cheerful voices.
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tl In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends ;
Thieves and adiillfrers are thy cbcfen friends :
While the falfe fktt'rer at mine altar waits,
His hardened foul divine instruction hates*
God is the judge oj hearts , no fair dfguifesy
Can fir ten the gu-'ty tihen his vengeance rifei,
X3 Silent I waited with long-fofPring love,
But didft then hope that I mould ne'er reprove f
And cherfth finch an impious thought withia,
That the Ail-hoiy would indulge thy fini
See, Go appears ; all nations join f adore hhn ,- e
Judgment proceeds, and Jinners fall before him,
14 Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roil,
And thy cwn crimes affright thy guilty foul;
Now, like a lion, (hall my vengeance tear
Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near.
Judgment concludes^ hell trembles, heav'n rejoicx^
Lift up your beads, ye faints, ivith cheerful vQieet ,
EPI PHONE MA,
Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools be wife1?
Awake before this dreadful morning rife :
Change your vain though ts,your Hnful works amend,
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend*
^The/j join, ye faints ; -wake etf * ry cheerful pajjzon ;
When Chrif returns, he comes for your falvatian,
PSALM LL Firftpart. Long Metre.
Ji penitent pleading for fardOn*
I CHEW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive;
*•* Let a repenting rebel live :
Are not thy mercies large and free ?
May not a finner truft in thee }
% My crimes are great, but can't iurpafs
The power and glory of thy grace :
Great God, thy nature hath no boimd,
So let thy pardon'ning love be found.
3 O wafh my foul from ev'ry fin,
And make my guilty confeience clean j
iiere on my heart the burden lies,
An4 pad offences pain mine eyes.
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4 My lips with fhame my fins confers
Again ft thy law, againft thy grace ;
Lord, fhould thy judgment grow fevere,
I am conclemn'd, but thou art clear.
5 Should fudden vengeance feize my breath,
I mufl: 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 againft defpair.
PSALM LI. Seeond part. Long Metre.
Original and actual Jin confejfed.
I T ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in fin ;
i_i And born unholy and unclean :
prung from the man whofe guilty fall
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.
1 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The feeds of fin grow up for death ;
The law demands a perfect heart ;
But we're defied in ev'ry part.
[3 Great God, create my heart anew,
And form my fpirit pure and true :
O make me wife betimes to fpy
My danger and my remedy.]
4 Behold I fall before thy face ;
My only refuge is thy grace ;
No outward form can make me clean ;
The leprofy lies deep within.
5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beafr,
Nor hyflop branch, nor fprinkling prief%
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor fea,
Can wafh the difmal (tain away.
6 jefus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath pow'r fufheient to atone ;
Thy blood can make me white as fnowj
No JewiiL. types could cleanfe me fo.
PSALMS. IO9
7 While guilt difturbs and breaks my peace,
Nor flefh, nor foul hath reft or eafe ;
Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice,
And make my broken heart rejoice.
PSALM LL Third part. Long Metre.
'The backjlider rejiored ; or, Repentance and faith in the
blood of Chriji.
I •"N THOU that hear' ft when finners cry,
\_J Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book.
a Create my nature pure within,
And form my foul averfe to fin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy prefence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without thy light,
Call out and banifh'd from thy fight °.
Thine holy joys, my God, reftore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
Thy help and comfort ftill afford :
And let a wretch come near thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my king,
Is all the facrifice I bring ;
The God of grace will ne'er defpife
A broken heart for facrifice.
6 My foul lies humbled in the dufr,
And owns thy dreadful fentence juft ;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And fave the foul condemned to die.
7 Then will I teach the world thy ways;
Sinners (hall learn thy fov'reign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they mail praife a pard'ning God.
8 O may thy love infpire my tongue !
Salvation fhall be all my for.g ;
And all my powers fhall join to blefs
The Lord, my ftrength and righteoufbe£s<
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PSALM LT. ver. 3—13. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Original and atlualfin confejfed and pardoned,
J T ORD, I would fpread my fore diftrefs.
JL-J And guilt before thine eyes ;
Againft Dhy laws, againft thy grace,
How high my crimes arife '
a Should thou condemn my foul to hell,
And cru(h my flefh to duft,
Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well,
And earth muftownitjuft.
3 I from the flock of Adam came
Unholy and unclean ;
All my original is (hame,
And ali my nature fin.
4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew
Contagion with my breath;
And, as my days advanced, I grew
A jufter prey for death.
5 Cleanfe me, O Lord, and cheer my foul
With thy forgiving love ;
O make my broken fpirits whole,
And bid my pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit e'er depart,
Nor drive mc from thy face ;
Create anew my vicious heart,
And fill it with thy grace.
7 Then will I make thy mercy known,
Before the ions of men ;
Backflidirs mail addrefs thy throne,
And turn to God again.
PSALM LI. ver. 14 — 17. Second part.
Common Metre.
Repentance and faith in the blood of drift.
GOD of mercy, hoar me call,
My loads of guilt remove,
Breakdown this feparating wall
That bars me from my love.
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PSALMS. Ill
a Give me thie prefence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall fpeak aloud thy righteoufnefs,
And make thy praife my fong.
3 No blood of goats nor heifer flain
For fin could e'er atone
The death of Chrift fhall ftill remain
Sufficient and alone.
4 A foul opprefs'd with fin's defert
My God will ne'er defpife :
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our beft facrifice.
PSALM LII. Common Metre.
The difapf ointment of the -wicked.
I TT7" H Y would the mighty make their boaft,
VV .And heavenly grace defpife ?
In their own arm they put their truft,
And fill their mouth with lies.
1 But God in vengeance fhall deftroy,
And drive them from his face ;
No more fhall they his church annoy }
Nor find on earth a place.
3 But like a cuitur'd olive grove,
Drefs'd in immortal green,
Thy children blooming in thy love,
Amid thy courts are feen.
4 On thine eternal grace, O Lord,
Thy faints fhall reft fecure,
And all, who truft thy holy word,
Shall find falvation furc.
PSALM LII. Long Metre.
The folly of felf-dependence.
I Y TTHy fhould the haughty hero boaft,
VV His vengeful arm, his warlike hoft \
While blood defiles his cruel hand,
And defolation waftes the land,
a He joys to hear the captive's cry,
The widow's groan, the orphan's figh ;
And when the wearied fword would fpare.
His falfehood fpreads the fatal fnare.
II* r s a r. m ».
3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong,
And arms with rage his impious tongue ;
With pride proclaims his dreadful power,
And bids the trembling world adore.
4 But God beholds, and with a frown,
Cafts to the duft his honors down ;
The righteous freed, their hopes recall,
And hail the proud opprefTors fall.
5 How low th' infulcing tyrant lies,
Who dar*d th' eternal power defpife ;
And vainly deem'd with envious joy
His arm almighty to deftroy.
6 We praife thee, Lord, who heard our cries,
And fent falvation from the fkies ;
The faints, who faw our mournful days,
Shall join our grateful fongs of piaife.
PSALM LI II. ver. 4,— o. , Common Metre,
ViEior*} and deliverance from perfecutlon.
RE all the foes of Zi-m fools,
Who thus deftroylier faints ?
Do they not know her Saviour rules,
And pities her complaints ?
a They (hall be feiz'd with fad furprife ;
For God's avenging arm
Shall cntlh the hand that dares arffe
To do his children harm.
3 In vain the fons of Satan boaft
Of armies in array ;
When God has firft defpis'd their hoft,
They fall an eafy prey.
4 O for a word from Ziori*s king,
Her captives to re (lore !
The joyful faints thy praife (hallfing,
And Ifrael weep no more.
PSALM LIV. Common Metre.
I T>EHOLD us, Lord, and let our cry
J3 Before thy throne afcend,
Cad thou on us a pitying eye,
And ftill our lives defend.
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$ For flaughtering foes infult us round,
Oppreflive, proud and vain,
They caft thy temples to the ground,
And all our rit&s profane.
3 Yet thy forgiving grace we trufl^
And in thy power rejoice ;
Thine arm (hall cru(h our foesvto duff,
Thy praife infpire our voice.
4 Be thou with thofe whofe friendly hand
Upheld us in diftrefs,
Extend thy truth through every land,
And ftill thy people blefs.
PSALM LV. ver. 1,— 8, l6, 17, i?y *s.
Common Metre.
Support for the ajflifttd and tempted fouL
I ^V GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,
V-/ Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devife,
And triumph in my fears.
a Their rage is levell'd at my life.
My foul with guiit they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward ftrifc,
To (hake my hope in God.
3 What inward pains my heart firings wound,
I groan with ev'ry breath ;
Horror and fear befet me round
Anaongfl: the (hades of death.
4 O were I like a feather' d dove,
And innocence had wings,
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all thefe reftlefs things.
5 Let me to fome wild defert go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where ftorms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'fcape the rage of hell !
The mighty God, to whom I call,
Can favc me here as well.
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PAUSE.
7 By morning light I'll feek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night /hall hear me afk his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
g God mall preferve my foul from fear,
Or flrield me when afraid ;
, Ten thoufand angels mufl: appear
If he command their aid.
9 I cart my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord fuftains them all ;
My courage refts upon his word,
That faints fhall never fall.
10 My higheft hopes (hall not be vain,
My lips fhall fpread his praife ;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days.
PSALM LV. ver. 15, 16, 17, ij, a£
Short Metre.
I T ET finners take their courfe,
JLi And chufe the road to death;
But in the worfhip of my God
I'll fpend my daily breath,
a My thoughts addrefs his throne,
When morning brings the light ;
I feek his bleffing ev'ry noon.
And pay my vows at night.
3 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal G©d,
While finners perifh in furprife
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Becaufe they dwell at eafe,
And no fad changes feel,
They neither fear Aor truft thy name
Nor learn to do thy will.
5 But I with all my cares,
^ Will lean upon the Lord ;
I'll : caft my burdens on his* arm.
And reft upon his word. *
PSALMS. «5
6 His arm mall well Tuftsin
The children of his love,
The ground on which their fafety ftands
No earthly pow*r can move.
PSALM LV1. Common Metre.
Deliverance from oppreffion and faljhood ; or God's cart
of bis people, in anfiuer to faith and prayer*
J A^V THOU, whofe juftice reigns on high,
\j And makes th' oppreffion ceafe,
Behold how envious finners try.
To vex and break my peace,
a The fons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord ;
But as my hourly dangers rife*
My refuge is thy word.
3 In God moftholy, juft and true,
I have reposM my truft ;
Nor will I fear what fleih can do,
The offspring of the duft. •
4 They wreft my words to mifchief flill8
Charge me with unknown faults \
For mifchief all their counfels fill,
And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they efcape without thy frown \
Mart their devices (land ?
Oh raft the haughty fmnerdown,
And- let him know thy hand !
P A U S E.
6 God fees the forrowsof his faints,
Their groans affect his ears :
Thy mercy counts my juft complaints,
And numbers all my tears.
7 When to thy throne Iraife my cry,
The wicked fear and flee :
So fwift is prayer to reach the fky,
So near is God to me.
S In thee, mod holy, juft and true,
I have repofs'd my truft;
Nor will I fear what man can do,
• The offspring of the duft.
Xl6 PSALMS.
f TJiy folemn vows are on me, Lcrd,
Thou fhalt receive my praife ;
I'll fing, a how faithful is thy word 1
" How righteous all thy ways! '
So Thou haft: fecui'd my foul from death,
Oh fet thy prifoner free,
That heart and hand, and life and breath
May be employ'd for thee.
PSALM LVII. Long Metre.
Praife for protection ; grace and truth.
MY God, in whom are all the fprings
Of boundlefs love and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath thy fpreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.
a Up to the heav'ns 1 fend my cry,
The Lord will my defires perform ;
He fends his angel from the (ky.
Andfaves me from the threat'ning ftorm.
3 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.
4 My heart is fix'd ; my fong fhall raife
Immortal honors to thy name ;
Awake, my tongue, to lound his praife,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmoft fky ;
His truth to endlefs years remains,
When lower worlds dilTolve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns, where angels dwell j
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
MA L M S. IS;
PSALM LV1I. -As the 113th Pfalm.
Warning to magijlrates.
I TUD GES, who rule the world by laws,
J Will ye defpife the righteous caufe,
When vile oppreflion waites the land ?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich wnners Ycape fecure,
While gold and greatnefs bribe your hand !
a Have ye forgot, or never knew
That God will judge the judges too! '
High in the heav'ns his juftice reigns;
Yet you invade the rights of God ;
And fend your bold decrees abroad,
To bind the confcience in your chains.
3 A poifon'd arrow is your tongue,
The arrow (harp, the poifon ftrong,
And death attends where'er it wounds;
You hear no counfels, cries, or tears ;
So the deaf adder (tops her ears !
Againft the power of charming founds.
4 Break out their teeth, eternal Gcd,
Thole 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 fnails that perifh in their fUme,
Or births that come before their time,
Vain births that jiever fee the fun.
6 Thus {hall the vengeance of the Lord
Safety and joy to faints afford ;
And all that hear (hail join and fay,
" Sure there's a God that rules on high,
" A God that hears his children cry,
" And will their fufferings well repay,"
JF
PSALMS. 1X8
P S A L M LIX. Short Metre,
Prayer for national deliverance*
ROM foes that round us rife,
O God of heav'n defend,
Who brave the vengeance of the fldeSi
And with thy faints contend.
Behold, from diftant fhores
And defert wilds they come,
Combine for blood their barb'rous force,
And through thy cities roam.
Beneath the filent fhade
Their fecret plots they lay,
Our pea ,eful walls by night invade,
And wafte the fields by day
And will the God ef grace,
Regardlefs of our pain ,
Permit, fecure, that impious race*
To riot in their reign ?
In vain their fecret guile
Or open force they prove ;
His eye can pierce the deepeft veil,
His hand their ftrength remove.
Yet fave them, Lord, from death,
Left: we forget their doom;
But drive them, with thine angry breath-,
Through diftant lands to roam.
Then (hall our grateful voice
Proclaim our guardian God ;
The nations round the earth rejoice,
And found thy praife abroad.
PSALM LX. Common Metre-
Looking to God in the dijlrefs flf ivar.
LORD, thou has fcourgM our guilty land,
Behold thy people mourn ;
Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand,
And mercy ne'er return ?
Beneath the terrors of thine eye
Earth's haughty towers decay;
Thy frowning mantle fpreads the Iky
And mortals melt away.
PSALMS. 11$
3 Our Zion trembles at thy ftroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand !
Oh, heal .the people thou haft broke,
And- fave the finking land.
4 Exalt "thy banner in the field,
't For thofe that fear thy name ;
fVorh barb'rous holts our nation fhield,
AnH' put our foes to (hame.
.5- Atfcend, our armies to the fight,
AncFbe their guardian God ;
In vain (hall numerous powers unite
Againft thy lifted rod,
6 Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand,
Shall gain a glad renown :
'Tis God who makes the feeble fland,
And treads the mighty down.
PSALM LXI. ver. I,— 6. Short Metf Sb
Safety in Cod.
I TT7HEN overwhelm'd with grief
VV My heart within me dies,
Helplefs, and far from all reiief,
To heav'n I lift mine eyes.
l Oh lead me to the rock
That's high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My fhelter and my (hade.
3 Within thy prefence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide ;
Thou art the tower 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 Ihall po fiefs the fame.
J2C PSALMS,
PSALM LXII. ver. 5,— 12. Long Metre.
No trbji in the creatures ; or, Faith in divine grace and
fOwer.
I Ti/fY fpirit looks to God alone; O* : *•*» -J.
IVl Myrock and refuge is his throne; : ASTiX
In all my fears, in all my (traits, •• *» * • $
My foul on his falvation waits. J*^- ?!•■**•
a Truft him, ye faints, in all your ways, ^AcJ\~.\ -\\
Pour out your hearts before his face; JJ'-v ' 8 '0'
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 iu the balance, both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.
4 Make not increafing gold your truft,
Nor fet your hearts on glitt'ring duft ;
Why will you grafp the fleeting fmoke,
And not believe what God has fpoke.
5 Once has his awful voice declared,
Once and again my ears have heard,
AlLpower is his eternal due ;
Hchnuft be feared and trufted too,
6 For fov'reign power reigns not alone,
Grace is a, partner of the throne :
Thy grace and juftice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our laft reward.
PSALM LXIII. ver. 1, 2, ?,3, 4. Firft partT '
Common Metre.
The morning of a Lord7 s day.
X T? A R L Y, my God, without delay,
XL I hafle to feek thy face ;
My thirfty fpirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace,
4 So pilgrims on the fcorching fand,
Beneath a burning fky,
Long for a cooling ftream at hand,
And they mult drink or die.
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3 I've feen thy glory and thy power
Through all thy temple fhine;
My God. repeat tha" heav'nly hour,
That vifion fo divine.
4 Not all the bleffings of a feaft
Can pkafe my foul fo well,
As when thy richer grace I taftc.
And in thy prefence dwell.
5 Not life itfelf, with all its joys,
Can my beft paflions move,
Or raife fo high my cheerful voice.
As thy forgiving love.
6 Thus, till my laft expiring day
I'll b'efs my God and King ;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to fing.
PSAL M*«£XIII. ver. 6,— io; Second part.
Common Metre.
Midnight thoughts recolleSied,
I 'rlTi W A S in the watches of the night
JL I thought upon thy power,
I kept thy lovely face in fight
Amidft the darkeft hour.
a My fielh lay reding on my bed,
My foul arofe on high ;
5' My God, my life, my hope,'* I faid,
*' Bring thy falvation nigh."
$ My (pint labours up thine hill,
Aud climbs the heav'niy road ;
But thy right hand upholds me ftill,
While I purfue my God.
4 Thy mercy ftretches o'er my head
The (hadow of thy wings ;
My heart rejoices in thine aid
My tongue awakes and fangs.
5 But the deftrovers f my peace
Shall fret, and rage in vain ;
*^he tempter lhall for ever ceafe,
And all my fins be flain.
11% PSALMS.
6 Thy fword fhall give my foes to death,
And Tend them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth,
Or in the deeps of hell.
PSALM LXIII. Long Metre.
Longing after God ; or, The Isve of God better than life,
I S~*i REAT God, indulge my humble claim,
V_T Thou art my hope, my joy, my reftj
The glories that compofe thy name
Stand all engagM to make roe blefh
% Thou great and good, thou juft and wife,
Thou art my Father and my God ;
And I am thine by facred lies,
Thy fon, thy fervant, bought with blood.
3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands
For t^iee 1 long, to thee I look/JifV
As travellers in thirfty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy faints, and feek thy face,
Gft have I feen thv glory there,
And felt the power of fov'reign grace.
5 Not fruits or wines, that tempt our tafte,
No pleafures that to fenfe belong
Could make me fo divinely bieft,
Or raife fo high my cheerful fong.
6 My life itfelf without thy love
No tafte or pleafure could afford;
'Twould but a tirefome buiden prove,
If I were banifh'd from the Lord.
7 Amidft the wakeful hours of ni^ht,
When bufy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight ,
And adds refrefhment to my bed.
S I'll lift my hands, I'll raife my voice.
While I have breath to pray or praife ;
This work fhall make my heart rejoice,
And blefs the remnant of my days.
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PSALM LXIII. Short Metre,
Seeking God.
1 "]\fl"Y God, permit my tongue
iVJL This joy, to call thee mine ;
And let my early cries prevail
To tafte thy love divine.
% My thirfty fainting foul
Thy mercy does implore :
Not travellers in defert lands
Can pant for water more.
3 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place,
Thy power and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick'ning grace.
4 For life without thy love
No relifh can afford ;
No joy can becompar'd with this,
To fervd|Ppp«fe;# the Lord.
5 To thee I'll lift my hands,
And praife thee while I live ;
Not the rich dainties of a fealt
Such food or pleafnre give.
6 In wakeful hours of night
I call my God to mind ;
I think how wife thy counfels are,
And all thy dealings kind.
7 Since thou haft been my help.
To thee my fpirit flies,
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.
8 The fhadow of thy wings
My foul in fafety keeps :
I follow where my father leads,
And he fupports my fteps.
F P S A L M LXIV. Long Metre.
I (~* R E A T God, attend to my complaint*
KjF Nor let my drooping fpirit faint j
When foes in fecret fpread the fnare.
Let my falvation be thy eare.
1*4 PSALMS.
a Shield me without, and guard within,
From treacherous foes and deadly fin ;
May envy, luft, and pride depart,
And heav'nly grace expand my heart.
3 Then juftice and thy power difplay,
And fatter far thy foes away ;
While lift'ning nations learn thy word,
And faints triumphant blefs the Lord.
4 Then fhall thy church exalt her voice,
And all that love thy name rejoice ;
By faith approach thine awful throne,
And plead the merits of thy Son.
PSALM LXV. ver. 1,-3 Firft part. Long Metr*
Public prayer and praife.
I * I ^HE praife of Zion waits for thee,
JL My God ; and praife becomes thy houfe
There (hall thy faints thy glory fee,
And there perform theifl|)UD™(^s.
ft O thou, whofe mercy bends the fkies,
To fave when humble finners pray,
All lands to thee fhall lift their eyes,
And every yielding heart obey.
3 Againft my will my fins prevail,
But grace fhall purge away the (rain ;
The blood of Chrift will never fail
To wafh my garments white again.
4 Blefs'd is the man whom thou fhalt cfeoofe,
And give him kind accefs to thee ;
Give him a place within thy houfe,
To tafte thy love divinely free.
PAUSE.
5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays ;
Babel, prepare for long diftrefs,
When Zion'sGod himfelf arrays
In terror and in righteoufnefs.
6 With dreadful glory God fulfils
What his afflifted faints requeft;
And with almighty wrath reveajs
* His love, to give his churches refL
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7 Then (hall the flocking nations run
To Zion's hill, and own their L©rd ;
The rifing and the letting fun
Shall lee the Saviour's name ador'd.
PSALM LXV. ver. 5,-13- Second part.
Long Metre.
Divine Providence in air, earthy andfea ; or, *Tt)e C»i,
of nature and grace.
I T/HE God of of our falvation hears $$** '
The groans of Zion,mix'd with tears;-
Yet when he comes with kind defigns,
Through all the way his terror mines.
2, On him the race of man depends,
Far as the earth's remoteftends,
Where the Creator's name is known,
By nature's feeble light alone.
3 Sailors, theyAMtaelo'er the flood,
Addrefs the A HkdAals to God,
When temp«WBB^7flHr billows roar
At dreadful diftance from the more.
4 He bids the noify tempefts ceafe ;
He calms the raging crowd to peace,
When a tumultous nation raves,
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
g Whole kingdoms, fhaken by the ftorm8
He fettles in a peaceful form ;
Mountains eftablifh'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations ftand.
6 Behold, his enfigns fweep the fky,
New comets blaze, and iight'nings fly ;
The heathen lands, with fwift furprife,
From the bright horrors turn their eye>
7 At his command the morning ray
Smiles in the eaft, and leads the day,
He guides the fun's declining wheels
Over the tops of weftern hills.
8 Seafons and times obey his voice ;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice
To fee the earth made foft with fhowers
Laden with- fruit, and drefs'd ia flowers.
126 r S A L M s.
9 'Tis from his wat'ry (lores on high
He gives the thirfty ground fupply ;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops difpenfe.
10 The defert grows a fruitful field,
Abundant fruit the vallies yield ;
The vallies (hout with cheerful voice,
And neighboring hills repeat their joys,
I J. The paftures fmile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play ;
The larger cattle and the lamb,
Each in his language fpeaks thy name.
ia Thy work pronounce thy pow'r divine ;
O'er ev'ry field thy glories fhine ;
Through ev'ry month thy gifts appear,
Great God, thy goodnefs cro^a^the year.
PSALM LXV. rirjkfc^l Rimon Metre.
A prayer-hearing God ; and the Gentiles called.
I T) RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee ;
JL There (hall our vows be paid ;
Thou haft an ear when finncrs pray,
All flefh (hall feek thine aid.
a Lord, our iniquities prevail,
But pardon'ning grace is thine,
And thou wilt grant us power and (kill
To conquer ev'ry fin.
3 Blefs'd are the men whom thou wilt chufc
To bring them near thy face,
Give them a dwelling in thine houfe,
To feaft upon thy grace.
4 In anfw'ring what thy churth requefts,
Thy truth and terror fhine,
And works of dreadful righteoufnefs
Fulfil thy kind defign.
5 Thus (hall the wond'ring nations fee
The Lord is good and juft;
And diftant iflands fly to thee,
And make thy name their truft.
PSALMS.
1*7
6 They dread thy glittering tokens, Lord,
When figns in heav'n appear ;
But they /hall learn thy holy word,
And love as well as fear.
PS ALM LXV. Second part. Common Metre.
The Providence of God in air, earth and fea ; or, lbs
blejpngs of rain.
I 'THIS by thy ftrength the mountains ftand,
A God of eternal pow'r ;
The fea grows calm at thy command,
And tempefts ceafe to roar,
a Thy morning light and ev'ni ng {hade
SaccelUve comforts bring :
Thy plenteous fruits make harveft glad,
Thy flowers adorn the fpring,
3 Seafons and times, and moons and hourtf
Heav n, earth and air are thine •
When clouds diftil in fruitful mowers.
The author is divine.
4 Thofe wand'ring citterns in the Iky
Borne by the winds around
Whole wat'ry treafures well Amply
The furrows of the ground.
5 The thirfty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear •
Thy wayS abound with bleflings frill,
1 hy goodnefs crowns the year
PSALM LXV. Third part. Common Metre-
The bleffings of the fpring ; or, God gives rain.
A pfalm for the hufbandman.
VJT Who makes the earth his care
And bids the grafs appear.
8 The clouds, like rivers, rais'd on high
Pour out at his command g '
Their wat'ry bleffings from the fcy,
To cheer ths thirftv land. ' £
lag , r s a l m s.
3 The foften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to fpring ;
.The vallies rich provihon yield,
And the poor lab'rers Ting.
4 The little hills on ev'ry fide
Rejoice at falling fhow'rs ;
The meadows ; drefs'd in beauteous pride;
Perfume the air with flow'rs.
5 The barren clods, refrefh'd with rain,
Promife a joyful crop ;
The parched ground look green again,
And raife the reapers' hope.
6 The various months thy goodnefs crowns,
How bounteous are thy ways !
The bleating flock fpread o'er the downs,
And (hepherds fhout thy praife.
PSALM LXVI. Firft part. Common Metre.
Governing power and goodnefs ;. or, Our grace tried by
affiiclions.
i QING, all ye nations, to the Lord,
O Sing with a joyful noife ;
With melody of found record
His honours and your joys.
& Say to the Pow'r thatform'd the (ky,
tl How terrible art thou 1
" Sinners before thy presence fly,
" Or at thy feet they bow."
[3 Come, Tee the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways !
In Moles' hand he put the rod,
And iWe the frighted feas.
4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While lfra'1 pafs'd the flood,
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.]
j; He rules by h\s refiftlefs might;
Will rebel mortals dare
P#j*oketh' Eternal to the fight,
A»ti tem£t£hat dreadfcl v
PSALMS. ' Vf
6 0 blefs our God, and never ceafe ;
Ye faints, fulfil his praife ;
He keeps our life, maintains our peace-
And guides our doubtful ways.
7 Lord, thou haftprov'd ourfufPring fouls,
To make our graces fhine ;
So filver bears the burning coals,
The metal to refine.
8 Through wat'ry deeps and fiery ways
We march at thy command,
Led to poiTefs the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.
PSALM LXVI. ver. 13,— 10. Second part,
Common Metre.
Praife to God for bearing prayer.
I "VTOW fhall my folemn vows be paid
IN To that almighty Pow'r,
That heard the long requefls I made
In my diftrefsful hour.
3 My lips and cheerful heart prepare
To make his mercies known ;
Come, ye that fear my God, and hear
The wonders he has done.
3 When on my head huge forrows fell,
I fough% the heav'nly aid ;
He fav'd my finking foul from hell,
And death's eternal made.
4 If fin lay covered in my heart
While pray'r employ'd my tongue,
The Lord had fhown me no regard,
Nor I his praifes fung.
5 But God (his name^ be ever blefsM ?>
Has fet my fpirit free,
Nor turn'd from him my poor rcqueft,
Nor turn'd his heart from me.
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PSALM LXVII. Common Metre.
The nation's profperity^ and the church's increaft*
HINE, mighty God, on Zion fliine,
'S
With beams ofheav'nly grace:
Reveal thy pow'r through all our coalt,
And (hew thy fmiling face.
£a Amidfl: our realm, exalted high
Do thou our glory (rand,
And like a wall of guardian fire,
Surround the favorite land.]
5 When (hall thy name from fhore to fhore
Sound all the earth abroad,
And diftant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God ?
4 Sing to the Lord, ye diftant lands,
Sing loud, with folemn voice;
Let every tongue exalt his praife,
And every heart rejoice.
5 He, the great Lord, the fov'reign Judge,
That fits enthroned above,
In wifdom rules the worlds he made
And bids them taite bis love.
4 Earth fhall obey his high command,
And yield a full increafe ;
Our God will crown his chofen land
With fruitfulnefs and peace.
^ God the Redeemer fcatters round
His choiceft favours here,
While the creation's utmoft bound
Shall fee, adore, and fear.
PSALM LXVIII. Firft part. ver. 1,-6, 32,-35,
Long Metre.
the vengeance and ccr.ipaJTion of God.
'L
And put the troops of hell to flight ;
As fmoke. that fought to cloud the ikies,
Before the rifing tempeft flies.
PSALMS. £31
£a He comes, array'd in burning flames;
Juftice and Vengeance are his names ;
Behold, his fainting foes expire,
Like melting wax before the fire.]
3 He rides and thunders through the fky;
His name Jehovah founds on high ;
Sing to his name, ye fons of grace 1
Ye faints, rejoice before his face,
4 The widow and the fatherlefs
Fly to his aid in fharp diftrefs !
In him the poor and helplefs find
A Judge that's juffc, a Father kind,
5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And pris'ners fee the light again ;
But rebels, that difpute his will,
Shall dwell in chains and darknefs ftUl.
PAUSE.
6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;
Crown him, ye nations, in your fong ;
His wondYovas names and pow'rs rehearfe,
His honours mall enrich your verfe.
7 He fhakes 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.
8 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blefsM;
He's your defence, your joy, your reft ;
When terrors rife, and nations faint,
God is the ftrength of ev'ry faint.
PSALM LXVIII. ver. 17, 18. Second parL
Long Metres
Chrijfs afcenfion, and the gift of the Spirit.
I T ORD, when thou didlt afcend on high,
JLi Ten thoufand angels fiii'd the fky;
Thole heavn'ly guards aroui'd thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy fta*e.
3 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
- More glorious, when the Lord was there,
While hepronounc'd his dreadful law,
And ftruek the -chofen tribes with awe, P %
13* P * ALMS.
3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellions pow'rs of hell,
That thoufand fouls had captive made,
Were all the chains, like captives, led.
4 RaisM by his Father to the throne,
He fent hispromis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men.
That God might dwell on earth again.
PSALM LXVIII. ver. 19, 9, acf ai, %%
Third part. Long Metre.
Priafe for temporal blejfmgs ; or, Common anifpeciaX
mercies.
I \XTE blefsthe Lord, the juft, the good,
VV Who fills our heart with heav'nly food;
Who pours his bleflings from the fkies,
And loaas our days with rich fHpples.
a He fends his fan his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ;
The bids the clouds, with plenteous rain
Refrefh the thirfty 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 finner prove
The common bleffings of his love ;
But the whole difference that remains
Is endlefs joy or endlefs pains.
5 The Lord, that bruis'd the ferpent's head,
On all the ferpent's feed fhall tread,
The ftubbornfinner's heart confound,
And fmite him with a lafting wound.
4 But his right hand his faints fhall rife
From the deep earth, or deeper feas ;
And bring them to his court above,
There lhali they tafte his fpecial love.
PSALMS.. 133
PSALM LXIX. ver. 1,-14, Fird part,
Common Metre.
7he fufferings of Cbrijl for our falvation,
SAVE me, O God, the fwelling floods,
" Break in upon my foul :
" I fink ; and forrows o'er my head
" Like mighty waters roll,
S " I cry till all my voice be gone,
w In tears I wafle the day ;
" My God, behold my longing eyes^
'* And fhorten thy delay.
3 ** They hate my foul without a caufe,
" And ftill their number grows;
" More than the hairs around my head»
" And mighty are my foes.
4 « 'Twas then I paid that dreadful debt
*' That men could never pay,
" And gav'e thofe honors to thy law
" Which fmners took away."
5 Thus, in the great Mefllah's nar.iei,
The royal prophet niourns ;
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief,
And gives us joy by turns.
6 " Now mall the faints rejoice and find
Salvation in my name,
" For I have borne their heavy load
" Of forrow, pain, and fhame.
J Grief, like a garment, cioth'd me rounds
" And fackcloth was my drefs,
«< While I procur'd for naked fouls
" A robe of righteoufnefs.
8 Amongft my brethren and the Jews
'* I like a ftranger flood,
" And bore their vile reproach, to bring
" The Gentiles near to God.
9 I came in llnfui mortals' Head
" To do my Father's will,
,c Yet, when I cleansed my Father's houfc,
** They fcandaiii'd ray zezh
1J4 PSALMS,
10 u My fallings and my holy groan?,
*' Were made the drunkard s fbng;
** But God, fr©m his celeftial throne,
" Heard my complaining tongue.
1 1 " He fa\£d me from the dreadful deep,
«* Where fears befet me round ;
" He raised and fix'd my finking feet
On well eftabliuYd ground.
13 " 'Twas in a molt accepted hour
" My pray'r arofeon high,
M And, for my fake, my God fhall hear
" The dying finner's cry/'
P S A L M LXIX. ver. 14,— 21, a6, 39, $*i
Second part. Common Metre.
Tbe pajjlon and exaltation of Cljriji.
I "KTOW let our lips, with holy fear,
% JlN And mournful pleafure, fing
The fiiff' rings of our great High Priefr,/
The forrows of our King.
•X He finks in floods of deep diftrefs;
How high the waters rife !
While to his heav'nly Father's ear
He fends perpetual cries.
3 *' Hear me, O Lord, and fave thy Son,
M Nor hide thy fmiling face ;
" Why fhould thy fav'rite look like one
" Forfaken of thy grace ?
4 " With rage they perfeeute the man
" That groans beneath thy wound,
" While for afacrifice I pour
ff My life upon the ground.
5 " They tread my honour to the duft,
" And laugh wb"&n- I complain ;
" Their (harp intuiting flanders add,
*•'- Frein a*guiilvto my pain.
'y « All my reproach is known to thee,
■ " The fcandai and the fhame;
" Reproach ha broke my bleeding heart,
41 4m<l has dcrii'd my name.
PSALMS, £3^
7 " I lookM for pity but in vain ;
" My kindred are my grief ;
" I aflc my friends for comfort round,
" But meet with no relief.
§ " With vinegar they mock my thirfl,
" They give me gall for food :
'■* And, fporting with my dying groans,
" They triumph in my blood.
9 " Shine into my difhefTed foul,
" Let thy companion lave ;
" And though my flefh fink down to death,
" Redeem it from the grave,
jo " I lhall arife to praifethy name,
" Shall rehn in worlds unknown,
" And thy falvation, O my God,
" Shall feat me on thy throne."
•PSALM LXIX. Third part. Common Metf*L
Cbriji's obedience and death ; or, God glorified and Jitm&S
fayed.
1 TT'ATHER, I fing thy wond'rous grace3
Jt_ I blefs my Saviour's name,
He brought falvation for the poor,
And bore the fmner's (hame.
2 His deep diftreis has rais'd us high,
His duty and his zeal
Fulfill 'd the law which mortals broke*
And finiuVd all thy will.
3 His dying groans, his living fongs,
Shall better pleafemy God,
Than harp or trumpit's folemn found\,
Than goat's or bullock's blood.
4 This mail his humble followers fee,
An ' fet their hearts at reft;
They by his death draw near to thee,
And live for ever blefs'd.
5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high
To God their voices raife,
While lands and feas *flift the Aty^
And join t'advaace his praife.
]£$ PSALMS,
6 Zion is thine, mod holy God;
Thy Son fhall blefs her gates ;
And glory, purchafs'd by his blood,
For thine own Ifra'l waits.
PSALM LXIX. Fhftpart. Long Metre.
Cbr:fi't paffion^ and finner1 's Julvatian,
t "|~X EEP in our hearts let us record
\_J The deeper forrows of our Lord ;
Behold the rifing billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy foul J
% In long complaint he fpends his breath,
While bolts of hell, and pow'rs of death,
And all the fons of malice join
To execute their curs' d defign.
3 Yet, graciotis God, thy pow'r and love
Has made the cuife a blefling prove ;
Thofe dreadful fufFrings of thy Son
Atoft'd for crimes which we have done.
4 The pangs of our expiring Lord.
The honours of thy law refror'd ;
His forrows made thy jufHce known,
And paid for follies not his own.
5 O for his fake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning fmner live ;
Ths Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor (nail our hope be turn'd to fhame.
PSALM LXIX. ver. 7. bV. Second part.
Long Metre.
Chrjji Sufferings and zeal.
esiAtt ''"jpW AS for our fake, eternal God, J*2w 1^
£ , /f 1 Thy Son fuftain'd that heavy load *, ^,
O. bafe reproach, and fore difgrace, "j '
While fhame defil'd his facred face.
a The Jews, his brethren and his kin,
Abus'd the Man that check'd their fin 4
While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hate hiss, but without a caufe.
PSALMS. ItJ
£3 u My Father's houfe," faid he, " was mafe
" A place for worfhip, not for trade ;"
Then, fcattering all their gold and brafs,
He feourg'd the merchant's from the place,]
£4 Zeal for the temple of his God,
Confum'd his life, expos'd his blood :
Reproaches at thy glory thrown
He felt, and mourn' d them as his own,]
£5 His friends forfook, his followers fled,
While foes and arms furround his head 5
They curfe him with a lland'rous tongue,
And the falfe judge maintains the wrong.]
6 His life they load with hateful lies,
And charge his lips with biafphemies ;
They nail him to the fhameful tree ;
There hung the man that died for me.j
7 But God beheld ; and from his throne,
Marks out the men that hate his Son ;
The hand that rais'd him from the dead
Shall pour the vengeance on their head.
PSALM LXX. Common Metre,
Protection againjl perfonal enemies?
, TNkafce, O God, attend my call,
A Nor hear my cries in vain ;
O let thy fpeed prevent my fall^,
And ftiU my hope futlain,
2 When foes infidious wound my name,,
And 'tempt my foul aft ray,
Then let them fall with lafting {hame^
To their own plots a prey,.
2 While all that love thy name rejoice,.
And glory in thy w ord ,
In thy falvation raife their ■volcn,
And magnify the Lord.
4 0 thou my help in time of &§.%£#
Beh»ld my fore d;Lfmay|
Is. pity haften to my aid,'
Mot jet tkf grgcp §dsf*
JqS PSALMS.
PSALM LXXI. ver. j— 9. Firft part.
Common Metre.
The aged fa int* s rejledlion and hope.
I "j\/!"Y God, my everlafting hope,
JVX I live upon thy truth ;
Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And flrength'ned all my youth,
a My fle(h was fafhion'd by thy power,
With all thefe limbs of mine ;
And from my mother's painful hour,
I've been entirely thine.
3 Still has my life new wonders feen
Repeated every year !
Behold, my days that yet remain
I truft them to thy care.
4 Caft me not off when ftrength declines^
When hoary hairs arife ;
And round me let thy glory mine,
Whene'er thy fervant dies.
I Then, in the hift'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in ev'ry page,
In ev'ry line thy praife.
PS.ALM LXXI. ver. 15,14,16,23,22,24.
Second part. Common Metre.
Cbrijl our jlrength and righteoufnefs.
1 IVfY Saviour, my almighty friend,
When 1 begin thy praife,
here will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace ?
2 Thou art my everlafting truft,
Thy goodnefs I adore !
And lince I knew thy graces nrft,
I fpeak thy glories more.
£ My feet fnalltravel all the length
Of the celeftial road,
And march with courage, in thy fti'cr)*th|
T# fee my Father God.
PSALMS. 133
4' When I am fill'd with fore diftrefs
For fome furpriiing fin,
I'll plead thy perfca rightepi
And mention none t ..: :..- ie.
5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
act hies of my King !
My foul, redeem'd from fin and hell,
Shall thyfalvation fing.
[6 My tongue fhall all the day proclaim
My Saviour and my God,
His death has brought my foes to fhame,
And fav'd me by his lood.j
7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs,
With his delightful long ;
I'll entertain the darkeif. hours,
Nor think '-he feafon long.
PSALM LXXI. ver. 17,-21. Third part.
Common Metre.
The aged ChriJHan*s prayer and Jong; or, Old age -. death],
and the rejurreclion.
1 f~^ OD of my childhood, and my youth
\JX The guide of all my days.
I have declar'd thy heavenly truth,
And told thy wond'rous ways.
. 2 Wilt thou forfake my hoary hairs,
And leave my fainting heart ?
Who (hall fuilain my fink in er years
If God, my ftrength, depart ?
3 Let me thy pow'r and tiuth proclaim
Before the riling age,
And leave a favour of thy name
When I fhall 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
* Thy righteoufnefsis deep and high,
Unfcarchable thy deeds ;
Thy glory fpreads beyond the &y,
And all my praife exc e
14° PSALMS.
6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,
And oft endur'd the grief;
But when thy hand has pre'.s'd me fore,
Thy grace was my relief.
7 By long experience have I known
Thy fov'reign power to fave ;
At thy corr*nand I venture down
SecunBy to the grave.
8 When I lie buried deep in duff.,
My flefh fhall be thy care ;
Thefe wither'd limbs with thee I truft
To raife them flrong and fair.
PSALM LXXIT. Firftpart. Long Metre.
The Kingdom of Chrifi.
l jT> RE AT God, whofe univerfal fway
V_T The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the Kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his power, exalt his throne.
[2 Thy fceptre well becomes his hands,
All heav'n fuhrnits to his commands;
His juftice fhall avenge the -poor
And pride and rage prevail no more.
^ With power he vindicates the juft,
And treads th' oppreffor in the duft ;
His worfhip and his fear fhall laft,
Till hours, and years, and time be pair.
4 As rain on meadows newly mown,
So fhall he fend his influence down ;
His grace on fainting fouls diftiils,
Like heav'nly dew on thirfty hills.
t The heathen lands that lie beneath
" The ihad:s of over-fpreading death,
Revive at hisfirft dawning light,
And deferts bloffom at the fight.
6 The faint fhall flotn ifh in his days,
i'd in the robes of joy and praife;
ike a river, from his throne
(low to nations yet unknown^
? 5 A L M S. 11'
P S A L M LXXII. Second part. Long Metr&
thrift's kingdom among the Gentiles.
i TESUS mail reign where'er the fun
J -Does his fucceffive journeys run :
His kingdom if retch from iho.e to more,
Till moons fhall wax and wane no more.
/:old the nations with their kings ;
There Europe her belt tribute brings ;
From north to fouth the princes meet
To pay their homage at his feet,
3 There Perfia, glorious to behold,
And India mines in eaftern gold ;
s own their Lord;
And favage tribes attend his word.]
j For him ihall endlefs pray'r be made.
And endlefs prailes crown his head :
And infant- (hall proclaim
Their early bleffings on his name.
6 Bleffings abound where'er he reigns;
The joyful pris'ner burfts his chains ;
The weary find eternal reft,
And all the Ions of want are bleit.
[7 Where he difplays his healing power
Death and the curfe are known no more,
In him the tribes of Adam boail
More bleffings than their father ioPc.
£ Let every creature rife and bring
Peculiar honours to our king :
Angels defcend with fongs again,
And earth repeats the loud amen.]
PSALM LXXII I. Firft part. Common Melv
v. and prof perous /inner s cur fed.
NOW I'm convine'd the Lord is kind
To men of heart fincere, '
Yet once toy fooliih thoughts rephrd,
And bord'red on 'dcipair.
142 PSALMS.
2 I griev'd to fee the wicked thrive,
And fpoke with angry breath,
" How pleasant and profane they live ;
" How peaceful is their death !
| <: With well fed fie fh and haughty eyes
" They lay their fears to fleep ;
" Againftthe heav'ns their flanders rife,
" While faints in filence weep.
4 " In vain I lift my hands to pray,
" And cleanie my heart in vaia;
*' For I am chaft'ned all the day,
" The night renews my pain."
£ Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints,
I felt my heart reprove,
" Sure I fhall thus offend thy faints,
'; And grieve the men I love."
6 But ftill I found my doubts too hard,
The conflict too fevere,
'Till I retir'd to fearch thy word,
And learn thy fecrets there.
7 There, as in fome prophetic glafs,
I faw the hnner fit
High mounted on a fhpp'ry place,
Befide a fiery pit.
3 I heard the wretch profanely boaft,
'Till at thy frown he fell ;
His honours in a dream were loft,
And he awakes in hell,
g Lord, what-an envious fool I was !
How like a thoughtleft beaft !
Thus to fufpetl thy promis'd ^race,
And think the wicked ble'ft. -
10 Yet I was kept from full defpair,
Upheld by power unknown;
That bleffed hand that broke the fuare
Shall guide me to thy throne.
PSALMS. i4S
PSALM LXXIII. ver. 23,-28. Second part.
Common Metre.
God our portion here and hereafter.
1 S~> OD, my fuppor^er and my hope,
VJT My help forever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up
When finking in defpair.
2 Thy councils. Lord, mall guide my feet
Through life's bewilder'd race ;
Thine hand conduct me near thy feat,
To dwell before thy face.
3 Were I in heav'n without my God,
'Tv.'ould be no joy to me :
And wh lift this earth is my abode
I long for none butthee.
4 What if the fprings of life were broke.
And flefh and heart fbould faint,
God is my foul's eternal rock,
The ftrength of every faint.
5 Eehold the fmners that remove
Far from thy prefence die ;
Not all the idol gods they love
Can fave them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God,
Shall be my fweet employ;
My tongue (hall found thy works abroad
And tell the world my joy.
PSALM LXXIIL ver. 22, 3. 6; 17—20. Long Metre.
The prosperity of ' finners curfcd.
1 T ORD, what a thoughtlefs wretch was I,
_Li To mourn, and murmur, and repine,
To fee thr wicked plac'd on high.
In pride and robes of honour mine.
2 But, oh their end, their dreadful end1.
Thv fanctuary taught me fo :
On flipp'ry rocks I fee them (land,
And fisry billows roll below.
S'
*44 PSALM S.
3 Now let them boaft how tall they rife,
I 1 1 never envy them a.ain ;
TherM^y^y ftana wuh haughty eyes,
m theY Pl'^gc deep in endlefs pain.
4 Their fancy'd joys, how fail they flee J
Like dreams, as fleeting and as vain ;
Their forigs of ibfteft harmony
Are but a prelude to their pain.
5 Now I efteem their mirth and wine
Too dear to purchafe wuh my blood :
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine,
My life, my'portion^ and my God.
P S A L M LX'XIII. Short Metre.
The myfiery of Providence unf .
'URE there's a righteous God,
' Nor is religion vain;
Though men of vice may boaft aloud,
And men of grace complain.
2 I faw the wicked rife,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools with'fcornful eves
In robes of honour fhine.
[3 Pamper'd with wanton eafe,
Their fiefh 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,
Through all their life oppreffion reigns,
And racks the humble poor.
,3 Their impious tongues blafpheme
The everlafting God :
Their malice blafls the good man's name,
And fpreads their lies abroad.
5 But I with flowing tears
Indulg'd my doubts to rife ;
" Is there a God that fees or hears
" The things below the ikies ?"]
PSALMS.
7 The tumult of my thought
Held me in hard fufpenfe,
'Till to thy houfe my feet were brought
To learn thy juitice thence.
S Thy word with light and power
Did my miftake amend ;
I vie*/' d thefinners life before,
- isre I learnt their end.
<5 On '. hat a flipp'ry fteep
The thoughtlefs wretches go !
And, oh ! that dreafiH fiery deep
That waits their fall below.
10 Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine;
I call my God my portion now,
And all my powers are thine.
PSALM LXXIV. Common Metre.
The church pleading with God under fore perjecution*
1 T X TILL God forever caft us off?
V V His wrath forever {"moke
Againft the people of his love —
His little chofen flock ?
2 Think of the tribes fo dearly bought
With their Redeemer's blood ;
Nor let thy Zioh be forgot,
Where once thy glory flood,
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haite,
Aloud our ruin calls ;
See what a wide and fearful wafte
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and fang-
Thy foes profanely rage;
Amid thy gates their enfigns hang,
And c here their hofts engage.
.5 How are the feats of worfhip broke !
They tear theibuildings down,
And he that deals the heavieit ftroke
Procures the chief renown.
6 With i flames they threaten to deftroy
«< lh>' children in their reft;
Come lee us burn at once" (they erf)
• 1 he temple and the prieft." ' '
7 And ftill to heighten our diftrefs,
Tily prefence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted figns of power and gl
Thy power and grace are gone/
8 No prophet fpeaks to calm our grief,
But all in filence mourn ;
Nor know the times of our relief,
' The hour of thy return.
„ , PAUSE.
9 How long, eternal Cod! how long
Shall men of pride blafpheme?
Snail faints be made their endlefs W,
And bear immortal fhame ? &
ao Canft thou forever fit and hear
Thy holy name profan'd —
And ftill thyjealoufy forbear, ^
And uili withholdt!.y hand ?
1 1 What ftrange deliv'rance haft thou fhewn
In ages long before !
And now no other ('■ d we own,
No other God adore.
12 Thou didft divide the raring fea
By thy refiftlefs might,
To make thy tribes a wond'rous way,
And then fecure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darknefs and the day ?
Didft thou not bid the morning fhine,
And mark the fun his way ?
14 Hath not thy power form'd ev'ry coaft,
And fet the earth its bouuds,
With fummers heat, and wint rs froft,
In their perpetual rounds ?
1 5 And (ball thefons of earth and duft
Thatfacred power blafpheme ?
Will not thy hand that form'd them, firfl
Avenge thine injur'd name ?
PSALMS. 147
36 Think on the cov'nant thou haft made, -
And all thy words of love ;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jeft ;
Plead thine own caufe, almighty Godi
And give thy children reft.
PSALM LXXV. Long Metre.
Praife to God for the return of peace.
1 HPG thee, moft high and holy God,
X To thee our thankful hearts we raife ;
Thy works declare thy name abroad —
Thy wondrous wor-ks demand our praife.
2 To flav'ry doom'd thy chofen fons
Beheld their foes triumphiant rife ;
And, fore opprefs'd by earthly thrones,
They fought the fov'ran of the fkies,
3 'Twas then, great God, with equal power
Arofe thy vengeance and thy grace,
To fcourge their legions from the fhore
And fave the remnant of thy race.
4 Thy hand, that form' d the reftlefs main,
And rear'd the mountain's awful head.
Bade raging feas their courfe reftrain,
And defarfc wilds receive their dead.
5 Such wonders never come by chance,
Nor can the wind fuch bleffings blow :
5Tis God the judge doth one advance,
'Tis God that lays another low.
6 Let haughty tyrants fink their pride,
Nor lift (o high their fcornful head, -
But lay their impious thoughts afide,
And own the empire God hath mads.
E 2
MS PSALMS.
PSALM LXXVI. Common Metre.
IJratlfaved, andthe AJyrians dejlroyed; or. God's vtrtgtance
agavnji his enemies proceeds jr cm yds ckurcL
1 T^T JU{*ah God of old was known ;
jl His name in Ifrael great ;
In Sal em flood his holy throne,
And Zion was his feat.
2 Among the praifes of his faints,
His dwelling there he chofe ;
There he rcceiv'd their juft complaints
Againft their haughty foes.
3 From Zion went his dreadful word,
And broke the threat'ning fpear ;
The bow, the arrows, and the fword,
And crufh'd th' AfTyrian war.
4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms elfc
But mighty hills of prey ?
The hill on which Jehovah dwells
Is glorious more than they.
5 'Twas Zion's King that ftopp'd the breath
Of captains and their bands ;
men of might fleep faft in death,
That quells their warlike hands.
6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God!
B Jth horfe and chariots fell :
Who knows the tcrroi svof thy rod ?
Thy vcr.jee.nce who can tell ?
7 What power can ftand before thy fight
When once thy wrath appears !
When heav'n fhines round with dreadful light>
The earth adores and fears.
8 When God in his own fov'reign ways
Comes down to fave th' oppreit.
The v rath of man mall work his praife,
And he'll reftrain the reft.
[9 Vows to the Lord, and tribute bring;
Ye princes, fear his ;":
ke the pr.^iidcft King,
And imite his armies c>
PSALMS. 149
I o The thunder of his fharp rebuke
Our haughty foes fhall feel;
For Jacob's God hath not forfook,
But dwells in Zion frill.}
P S A L M LXXVII. lirft part. Common Metre.
Melancholy ajfaulting. and hope prevail
1 r~F,0 God I cry'd with mournful voice,
X I fought his gracious ear,
In the fad hour, when trouble rofe,
And fill'd my heart with fear.
2 Sad were my drys, and dark my nights,
My foul refus'd relief ;
I thought on God, the juftand wife,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and ftill appreft,
My heart began to break ;
My God, thy wrath forbade my reft,
And kept my eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming forrows grew,
'Till I could fpeak no more ;
Then I within myfelf withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o'er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times,
When I 'beheld thy face ;
•My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before ;
And will the Lord no more be kind —
His face appear no more ?
7 Will he forever call me off —
vHis promiie ever fail ?
Has he forgot his tender love ?
Shall anger ftill prevail ?
8 But I forbid this hopelefs though:,
This dark,' defpairing frame,
Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought ;
Thy hand is ftill the fame,
I5O P *• A L M S.
9 I'll think again ofall thy wavs,
And talk thy wonders o'er,
Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, '
When flefh could hope no more,
ao Grace dwelt with juftice on the throne ;
And men that love thy word
Have in thy fan&uary known
The counfels of the Lord.
P S A L ~M LXXVII. Second part. Common Metre.
Com/crt derived from ancient providence ; or, Jjracl delivered
from Egypt, and brought to Canaan.
1 t: T T OW awful is thy chait'ning rod !"
XX (May thy own children fay ;)
11 The great, the wife, the dreadful God !
■" How holy is his way!"
2 I'll meditate his works of old,
Who reigns in heaven above ;
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to truft his love.
3 He faw the houfe of Jofeph ly
With Egypt's yoke oppreft ;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry ;
Nor gave his people reft.
4 The fons of pious Jacob feem'd
Abandon'd to their foes ;
Luc his almighty arm redeem'd
The nation whom he chofe.
5 From flavifh chains he fets them free,
They follow where he calls ;
He bade them venture through the fea,
And made the waves their walls.
6 The waters faw thee, mighty God !
The wateis faw thee come ;
Backward they fled, and frighted flood,
To make thine armies room.
7 Strange was thy journey through the fea,
footfteps, Lord, unknown ;
Terrors attend the wondrous way
That bungs thy mercies down.
PSALMS. t$t (^
[8 Thy voice with terror in the found
Through clouds and darknel's b^oke ;
All heav'n in li| tone around,
And earth wi h thunder 1. >c k..
g Thine >ugh\heikies were hurl'd ;
How glorious is the L ?d\
' Surprife and trembling feiz'd the world,
And all his fat ls r'd.
io He _. • "ock;
And. fefe b nfd .' ;and,
Through a dry.defert led -is flock
To Canaan's promis'd land.]
P S A L M LXXVTII. Firft part. Common Metre-
Providence of God recorded; or, Pwus education and
infraction of cliildren.
i T E T children hear the mighty deeds
& j Which God perform'd of old,
Which in our younger years We faw,
And which our fathers told.
2 He bids us make his glories known ;
His works of power and grace :
And we'll convey his wonders down
Through ev'ry riling race.
3 Our lips fhall tell them to our fons,
And they again to their's,
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.
4 Thus fhall they learn in God alone
Their hope fecurely ftands,
That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practife his commands.
PSALM LXXVIII. Second part. Common Metre,
Jfrael's rebellion and punifliment ; or, The Jins and
chafufements of God's pcoUe.
i f~\ WHAT a itiff rebellious houfe
V>^ Was Jacob's ancient race !
Faife to their own moll folemn vows,
And to their Maker's grace !
X'5* PSALMS.
2 They broke the cov'nant of his love
And did his laws defpife ;
Forgot the works he wrought to prove
His power before their eyes !
3 They faw,the plagues on Egypt 'light
From his avenging hand :
What dreadful tokens of his might
Spread o'er the ftubborn land ! » -
4 They faw him cleave the mighty fea,
And march'd with fafety through,
With wat'ry walls to guard their way,
'Till they had fcap'd the foe.
5 A wondrous pillar raark'd the road,
Compos'd of fhade and light ;
By day it prov'd a ftielt'ring cloud,
A leading fire by night.
6 He from the rock their thirft fupply'd ;
The gufning waters flow:d,
And ran in rivers r y .heir fide,
Along the defcrtroad.
7 Yet they provok'd the Lord Moft High,
A d dar'd diftruil his hand :
" Can he with bread our holt fupply
'• Amidft this barren land?"
8 The Lord, with indignation, heard,
And caus'd his wrath to flame ;
His terrors ever ftand prepar'd
To vindicate his name.
PSALM LXXVIIL Third part. Common Metr*
The pun'- ■ wry and intemperance ; or, -
Chaftifcment and filiation.
1 \lJm?£™}*!°*'** ^e Lord reprov'd,
v V r d their hcans with dread :
let he forgave the men he lov'd,
And fent them heav'nly bread.
& He fed them with a lib'ral hand. '
And made his treafures known ;
He gave the midnight clouds command
To pour provision down.
PSALM?. I53
g The manna, like a morning fhow'r,
Lay thick around their feet ;
The food of heav'n, fo light, fo pure,
As chough 'twere angels' meat.
4 But they, in marm'ring language, faid,
" Is manna all our feait ?
" We lothe this light, this airy bread ;
'; We muft have flefh to tafte."
5 " Ye fhall have flefh to pleafe your luff,'9
The Lord in wrath reply'd ;
And fent them quails, like fand, or duft3
Heap'd up on every fide.
6 He gave them all their own defire ;
And, greedy, as they fed,
His vengeance burnt with fee ret fire,
And fmote the rebels dead.
7 When fome were flain, the rt.ft return'd,
And fought the Loid with tears ;
Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd,
But foon forgot their fears.
8 Oft he chaftis'd. and Mill forgave,
'Till, by his gracious hand,
The nations he refolv'd to fave
Poffefs'd the priimis'd land.
PSAL M LXXVIII. ver. 32, &c. Fourth part.
Long Metre.
Batkjliding and forgiienefs ; or, Sin punijlied. and Saints
Javed.
1 /~>RFAT God, how oft did Ifrael prove,
\JT By turns, thine anger, and thy love !
There, in a glafs, our hearts may fee
How fickle and how falfe they be.
£ How foon the faitb.lftfs Jews forgot
The dreadful wonders God had wrought!
Then they prcvok'd him to bis face,
Nor fear his-pow'c, nor truft his grace.
3 The Lord coafura'd their years in pain,
And- made their travels long and vain :
A tedious march through unknown ways,
Wore cut their ftrehgth, and fpent their days,
154 PSALMS.
4 Off, when they faw their brethren flam,
' mourn'd, and fought the Lord again ;
Cali'd him the rock of their abode,
Their high Redeemer, and their God.
5 Their pray'rs and vows before him rife,
As fiat'ring words or f Oemn lies ;
Win!, their rebellious Lemurs prove
Falfe to his cov'nant and his love.
6 Y " could his fov*reign ^rcxe Eorgive
Tne men who ne'er defe-v'd to live;
His an*i i oft a\ :,'d.
Or elfe with gentle flame it burn'd.
7 He faw their fleih was weak and frail,
He faw temptatmns {till prevail ;
The God of Abr'm lov'd them {till,
And led them to his holy hill.
P S-A L M LXX1X. Long Metre,
For the dijlrcjs ofzvar.
i "O EHOLD, O God, what cruel foes
JLJ Thy peaceful herrita^e invade ;
Thy holy temple ttands d Hl'cl,
Jn duft thy facred walls are laid.
4 Wide o'er the vallies drench'd in blood,
Thy people fall'n in death lemain ;
The fowls of heaven their flefh devour,
And lavage beails divide the {lain.
3 Th' infulting foes, with impious rage,
Reproach thy children to their face :
■l Where is your God of boafled power ?
" And where the promife of his grace . "
4 Deep from the prifon's horrtd glooms,
Oh ! hear the mournful captives figh,
And let thy fov'reign power reprieve
The trembling fouls condemn'd to die.
5 Let thofe, who dar'd t' infult thy reign,
Return difmay'd with endlefs fhame,
While heathens, who thy grace defpife,
Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name.
r s a l m s. 155
6 So mall thy children, freed from death,
Eternal fongs of honour raife,
And every future age (hall tell k
- Thy fovereign power and pard'ning grace,
PSAL M LXXX.. Long Metre.
The church's pray. 7 under ajHiSion; or, the vineyard of God
wafted.
1 f~> RE AT Shepherd of thine Ifrael,
KjF Who didft between the cherubs dwell.
And led the tribes, thy chofen Qiefepa
Safe through the defart and the deep —
a Thy church is in the defert, Lord,
Shine from on high, and light afford;
Turn us to thee, thy love reftore,
We fhallbe fav'd, an J. figh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hofts obey,
How long (hall we lament and pray,
And wait in vain thy kind return ?
How long (hall thy fierce anger burn ?
4 Inftead of wine and chearful bread,
Thy faints with their own tears are fed ;
Turn us to thee, thy love reftore,
We (hall be fav'd, and ugh no more.
PAUSE the firft.
,5 Haft thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands ?
Did not thy power defend it round,
And heav'nly dews enrich the ground ?
6 How did the fpreading branches (hoot,
And blefs the nations wich the fruit?
Eutnow, dear Lord, look down and fee
Thy morning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is her beau' y thus defae'd ?
Why haft thou laid her fences wafte ?
Strangers and foes againft her join,
And ev'ry beaft devours the vine.
8 Return, almighty God. return ;
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn ;
Turn us to thee, thy love reftore,
We fhall be fav'd, and figh no more.
Ig6 PSALMS.
PAUSE the fecond.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou waft irs ftrength and glory too !
A tack'd in vain by all i's rues,
'Till the fair branch of promife rofe.
10 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to (hoot
From David's ftock, from Jacob's root ;
Himfelf a nobler vine, and we
The leffer branches of the tree.
1 1 'Tis thy own Son ; and he fhall ftand,
Girt with thy ftrength, at thy right hand ;
Thy nrft-born Son, adorn'd and blefs*d
With pow'r and grace above the reft.
12 O ! for his fake, attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches, left they die ;
Turn us to thee, thv love reftore,
We fhall be fav'd and figh no m>i e.
PSALM LXXXI. ver. i, 8,— 16. Short Metre.
T/i: warning of God to his people ; or, Spiritual blef-
- fings and punijkments.
i Q ING* to the Lord aloud,
O And make a joyful noife ;
God is our ftrength, our Saviour God ;
Let Ifrael hear his voice.
2 " From idols falfe and vain
" Preferve my rights divine ;
" I am the Lord who broke thy chain
" Of flav'ry and of fin.
3 " Stretch thy defires abroad,
" And I'll fupply them well ;
(" But if ye will refufe your God,
« If Ifrael will rebel ;
4 <: I'll leave them," faith the Lord,
" To th'eir own lulls a prey,
" And let them run the dang'rous road ;
" 'Tis their own chofen way.
$ " Yet, O! that all my faints
" Wgnld hearken to my voice !
" Soon I would eafe their fore complaints.
" And bid their hearts rejoice.
PSALM
I ■•'• While I deftroy their foes,
i; l'H richly teed my flock,
" And they fhall tafte the ftream that flows
<; From their eternal rock."
P S A L M LXXXII. Long Metre.
God ike fupreme Governor ; or. Mag
A MONG th' affemblies of the great
J~\. A greater Ruler takes his iea:;
The God of heav'n. as judge, furvevs ;
Thofe gods on earth, and all their ways.
Why will ye frame oppreffive laws ?
Or why fupport th' unrighteous caufe ?
When will ye once defend the poor,
That foes may vex the faints no more ?
They know not, Lord, nor will they know j
Dark are the ways in which they go ;
Their name of earthly gods is vain,.
For they fhall fall and die like men.
Arife, O Lord, and let thy Son
Poffefs his univerfal throne,
And rule the nations with his rod ;
He is our judge, and he our God.
PSALM LXXXII I. Short Metre.
A complaint againjl perfecutors,
AND will the God of grace
Perpetual hlence keep ?
The God of juftice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance fleep ?
Behold what curfed fnares
The men of mifchief fpread ;
The men that hate thy faints and thee
Lift up theii threat'ning head.
Againft thy hidden pnes
- Their counfels they employ ;
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pih-fues them to deftroy.
" Come, let us join," they cry,
" To root them from the ground,
" 'Till not the name of faints remain,
" Nor mem'ry fhall be found. ;i
1£& > S A L si £.
5 Awake, Almighty God f
And call thy wrath to mind ;
G ire,
Or ftubbleto the wind.
6 Convince their madnefs, Lord,
And make them feek thy name :
Or ell'e their ftubborn rage confound,
That they may die in fhame.
7 Then fhall the nations know
Thy glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the fov'reign Lord.
PSALM LXXXIV. Firft part. Long Metre.
The pleafure of public worfhip.
X T T O W pleafant, how d;vinely fair,
AX O Lord of hoiis, thy dwellings are !
With long defire my foirit faints
To meet th' afler&blres of thy faints.
2 My flefh would reft in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God ;
My God ! my King ! wh) mould I be
So far from all my joys and thee ?
3 T' ~ fparrow chufes where to reft,
And for her young provides her neft ;
But will my God to fparrows grant
That pleafure which his children want ?
4 Bkfs'd are the fain' s who fit on high
Around thy throne above the fky ;
Thy brighteft glories fhine above,
And all their work is praife and love.
5 Blefs'd are their fouls who find a place
Within the temple of thy grace ;
There to behold thy gentler rays,
- And feek thy face and learn thy praife.
6 Blers'd are the men whofe hearts are fe^
To find the way to Zion's gate ;
God is their flrength ; and through the road
They lean upon their helper God.
PSALMS. iu
7 Cheerful they walk with growing ftrength,
'Till all lhall meet in heav'n at length,
'Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler ■ worfhip there.
P S A L M L XXXIV. Second' part. Long Metre.
God and his church ; or, grace and glory.
i /"> REAT God, attend, while Zion fmgs
VJT The joy that from thy prefence fprihgs :
To fpend one day with thee on earth,
Exceeds a tr.oufand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meaneft place
Within thy houfe, O God of grace,
Not tents of cafe, nor thrones of pow'r,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our fun. he makes our day ;
God is our fhield, he guards our way
From all th' affauks of hell and fin,
Frora.foes without, and foes within. . "■
4. All needful grace will God beftow,
And crown that grace with glory too!
Ke gives us ail things, and withholds
No real good from upright fouls.
5 O God, our king, whole fev'reign fway
The glorious hofts of heav'n obey,
And devils at thy prefence flee ;
Blels'd is the man that trails in thee.
PSALM LXXXIV. ver, i, 2, 3. '10, paraphrased.
Common Metre.
Delight in ordinances of wotjhip ; or, God prefent in his
churches.
Y foul, how lovely is the place
To which thy God reforis !
'Tis heav'n to fee his fmijingface,
Though in his earthly courts.
a There the great' monarch of the fkies
His faving pow'r difplays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes,
With kind and quick'ning rays,
'M
l60 PSALMS.
3 With his rich gifts the heav'nly dove
Defcehdsand tills the place.
While Chriit reveals his wondrous love,
And fheds abroad his grace.
4 There, mighty God, thy works declare
The fecrets of thy v> i
And ftiil we ftek thy mercies there,
A:id ling thy praifes ftill.
PAUSE.
«; My heart and flefh cry out for thee,
While far from thine abode :
"When (hall I tread thy courts, and fee
My Saviour and my God ?
6 The fparrow bunds herfelf a
And fuffers no remove ;
O n. a ws, llcfs'd,
To dwell but where I love.
7 To fit one day beneath thine eye,
And hear th voice,
Exceeds a • rnity
'. in carnal joys.
8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait,
• is within,
Rather than fill a throne of ftate,
Among the tents oi fin.
§ Could I command thefpscious land,
And the more bouudlefs fea,
Tor one bkk'd hour at thy right hand
I'd give them both away.
PSALM LXXXIV. As the 148th Pfalnt
hg for tie koufe of God.
LOFvD of the worlds above,
How pleafant and how fair -
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples are !
To thine abode
My heartafpires,
With* warm defires,
To fee my God.
PSALMS.
B The foarrow for her young,
With pleafure feeks a nelly
And wand'ring f wallows long
To find their wonted reft :
My fpirit faints,
With equal zeal,
To rife and d well
Among thy faints.
3 O happy fouls that pray
Where God appoints to hear V
O happy men that pay
Their conftant fervice there !
They praife thee ftill ;
A. id happy t'-ey
That love the way
To Zion's bill.
4 They go from ftrength to ftrength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
'Till each arrives at length,
'Till each in heav'n appears.
O glorious feat,
"When God our King
Shall thither bring
Gur willing feet.
P A U S E.
5 To fpend one facred da)-,
Whet : God and faints abide,
Affords diviner joy -
Than thou fand days befide :
Where God reforts,
I love it more
To keep the door
Than fhine in courts.
6 God is our fun and Ihield,
Our light and our defence ;
With gifts our hands are fill'd,
We draw our bleflings thence ;
He mail beftow
On Jacob's race
Peculiar grace
And glory too.
1^2 PSALMS.
7 The Lord his people loves;
His h3nd no good withholds
From ihofe hisheait approves,
From pure and pious fouls ;
Thrice hspp- he,
O God of hofts,
Whofe fpirit rrufts
Alone in thee.
PSALM LXXXV. ver. i— 8. Firft part. Long Metre.
Waiting for an an veer to prayer ; or, Deliverance btgv* and
tow plded
1 T ORD. th^u haft cali'd thv grace to mind,
JL^ Thou haft revers'd our heavy doom ;
So God forgave when I fra el finn'd,
And brought his wandring captives home,
a Thou haft begun io fet us free,
And made thy fierceft wra.h abate :
Now let our hearts be tum'd to thee,
A' d our falvation be complete. \
3 Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let th . hce rejoice;
Make known thy truth
We wai; forpraife to tuneour voice.
4 We wait to hear what God will fay;
He'll fpeak and giv c his people peace :
But let them run no mo
Left hii returning wrath increafe.
PSALM LXXXV. ver. g, &c. Second part. Long
Metre.
-
on by Chrtft.
SALVATJ'ON is forever nigh
The fouls that fear and truft the Lord;
And grace, defc.cn din g from on high,
Frefh hopes of glory fhall afford.
2 Merc; h on earth are met,
Sine* Lord> came down from htsv'r.!-
By his obedienc<
Juftictia p] d peace is giv'n.
PSALMS. 163
3 Now truth and honor ihail abound,
Religion dwell on earth again,
And heav'nly influence blefs the ground
In our Redeemer's gentler reign.
4 His righteoufuefs is gone before,
To give us free accefs to God ;
Our wahd'ring feet ihall flray no more,
But mark his fteps, and keep the road.
PSALM 'LXXXVI. ver, 8; — 13. Common Metre.
A general fong of praife to God.
1 A MONG the princes, earthly gods,
±\. There's none hath pow'r divine ;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations thou haft made, ihall bring
Their offerings round thy throne..;
For thou alone doft wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet ;
Teach me thine heav'nly ways ;
And all my wacd'ring thoughts unite
In God my father's praife.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall thofe fweet wonders teli,
How by thy grace my finking foul
Rofe from the deeps of hell.
PSALM LXXXVII. Long Metre. .
The church the birthplace of the faints ; or,' Jews and Gen-
tiles united in the Ckfifiian church.
1 f~^ OD in his earthly temple lays
vJ Foundation for his heav'nly praife;
He lik'd the tents of Jacob well,'
But ftill in Zion loves to dwell.
2 His mercy vifits every houfe
That pay their night and morning vows;.
But makes a more delightful flay,
Wbf re churches meet to praife and piay
F
164 MAIMS,
3 What glories were defcrib'd of old!
What wonders are in Zion told !
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 nng
The hill where living waters fpring.
5 When God makes up his iafl account
Of natives in his holy mount,
'Twill be an honour to appcav
As one new-born and nouriih'd there.
PSALM LXXXVIII. As the 1 1 3th.
Long Metre.
Lqfi of friends, and abjure cj divine grace.
i f~~\ GOD of my falvation, hear
V^/ My nightly groan, my daily prayer,
That itiU employ my wafting breath ;
foul, declining ro the grave,
Implores thy fov'reign pow'r to fave
From dark defpair and lafting death.
2 Thy wrath lies heavy on my foul,
And waves of forrows o'er me roll,
While duft and filence fpread the gloom :
M y friends belov'd in happier days,
The dear companions qf my ways,
Defcend around me to the tomb.
3 As loft in lonely grief I tread
The mournful manuons of the dead,
Or to fome throng'd affembly go ;
Though all alike I rove alone,
"While, here forgotten there unknown,
The change renews my piercing woe.
4 And why wili God neglect my call ?
Or who fhall profit by my fall,
When life departs and love expires ?
Can duft and darknefs praife the Lord ?
Or wake, or brighten at his/vord,
And tune the har^ with heavenly quires ?
t S A L M 5. 165
I Yet, thro' each melancholy day,
I've pray'd to thee, -and mil will pray,
Imploring dill thy kind return —
But oh! my friends, my comforts, fled,
And all my kindred of the dead
Recall my wandering thoughts to mourn.
PSAL M LXXXIX. Firft part. Long Metre,
The covenant made with Chrifi ; or, thx true David.
1 T^OREVER. (hall my fong record
1 V . ' I mer ;y of the Lord ;
td truth forev:: Hand,
Like h ;av'n, effeblifh'd by his hand>
c Thus to brs fon he fware and faid,
<: \V: covenant fiiil is made |
<: In thee mall dying Tinners live;
'; Glory and grace are thine to. give.
3 :: Be thou my prophet, thou my Briefly
': Thy children fhall be ever blefs'd ;
'; Thou art my chofen king, thy throne
' : Shall fhrnd sternal like my own.
4 " There's none of all my fons above
• " So much my image or my love ;
«« Celeftial powers thy fubjefts are,
" Then what can earth to thee compare ?
5 " David, my fervant, whom I chofe,
;: To guard my flack, to cruih my foes ;
''■ And rais'd him to the Jewifh throne,
<! Was but a fnadow of my fori."
6 Now let the church rejoice and ring
Jefus her Saviour, and her King ;
Angels his heavenly wonders fhow,
And faints declare his works below.
PSAL M LXXXIX. Firft part. Common Metre.
The faiihfulmfs of God.
1 ~\ /TY never-ceafing fong fhall fhow
XVX The mercies of the Lord ;
And make fucceeding ages know
How faithful is his word.
l66 PSALMS,
2 The facred truths his lips pronounce
Shall firm as heaven endure;
And if he fpeak a promife once,
Th' eternal grace is lure.
3 How long the race of David held
The promis'd Jewilh throne !
But there's a nobler cov'nant feal'd
To David's greater fon.
4 Hi? feed forever fhall poffefs
A throne above the fkies ;
The meanelt fubje6l of his grace
Shall to that glory rife.
5 Lord God oi hofts ! thy wondrous ways
Are fung by faints above ;
And faints on earth their honours raife
To i.hy unchanging love.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver, 7, &c. Second Part.
Common Metre.
The po-xer and ?najejly of God ; or, reverential xxorfhifc.
1 T X 7ITH rev'rence let the faints appear,
VV And bow before the Lord ;
His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How teirible thy glories rife i
How bright thine armies fhine!
Where is the power with thee that vies,
Or truth compar'd with thine ?
3 The northern pole and fouthern reit
On thy fupporting hand ;
Darknefs and day from eaft to weft.
Move round at thy command.
4. Thy word the raging winds controul,
And rule the boifterous deep;
Thou mak'ft the fleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows fkep.
5 Heaven, earth, and air, and fea are thine,
And the dark world of hell ;
They faw thine arm in vengeance fhine
When Egypt durft rebel.
PSALMS. 167
6 Juftice and judgment are thy throne,
Yet wondrous is thy grace !
While truth and mercy join'd in one,
Inviie us near thy face.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 15, Be. Third part,
Common Metre.
A blejfed gofpeL
1 T)LESS'D are the fouls who hear and know
J3 The gofpel's joyful found !
Peace fhall attend the path they go,
And light their fteps furround.
2 Their joy fhall bear their fpirits up
Thro' their Redeemer's name ;
His righteoufnefs exalts their hope,
And fills their foes with fhame.
3 The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and falvation gives ;
Jfrael, thy king forever reigns ;
Thy God forever lives.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. ig, &c. Fourth part.
Common Metre.
Ckrijl's mediatorial kingdom ; or, his divine and huinan
nature.
1 T TEAR what the Lord in vifion faid,
JL A And made his mercies known ;
" Sinners, behold ! your help is laid
" On ray almighty fen.
2 il Behold the man my wifdom chofe
" Among your mortal race ;
" His head my holy oil o'erflows,
" With full fupplies of grace.
3 " High fhall he reign on David's throne,
" My people's better king;
" My arm fhall beat his rivals down,
" And hull new fubjefts bring.
4 " My truth fhall guard him in his way,
" With mercy by his fide ;
" While in my name, o'er earth and fea,
" He fhall in tiiwrnph ride.
*" F S A L M S.
i " Me for his father and his God
': He mall forever own ;
" Call hie his rock, his high abode,
" And I'll fupport ray fon.
6 -: My firft-born fon, array'd in grace
" At my right hand fhall Gt,
" Beneath him angels know their place,
" And monarchs at his feet,
7 " My covenant fiends forever faft,
Si My promifes are firong ;
" Firm as the heavens his throne fhall laft,
'• His feed endure as long.'1
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 30, &c. Fifth part.
Common Metre.
The covenant of gi ace unchangfalle ; or, ajjliclm zdih-
ciil racclion.
1 " "T7ET," faith the Lord, « if David's race,
X " The children of my fon,
" Should break my laws, abufe my grace,
" And tempt mine anger down.
i " 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.
j." My covenant I will ne'er revoke,
" But keep my grace in mind ;
" And what my love eternal fpoke,
" Eternal truth fhall bind.
^ « Once have I fworn (I need no more)
" And pledg'd my holinefs,
« To feal th: facred-promife fure
" To David and his race.
; « The fun fhall fee his offspring rife,
" And fpread fro>* fca to fea,
'■'• Long as he travels round the fkies
'- To give the nations day.
i ;: Sure as the moon that rules the night
" His kingdom fliall endure,
» 'Till the fix'd laws of fhade and :
" Shall be obferv'd no more."
? s A L :: B. i6§
? S A L M LXXXIX. ver. 47, £& Sixth part.
Long Metre.
Mortality and hope.
A Funeral Pfalrrr.
iT> EMEMBER, Lord, our mortal ftate,
J\. How frail our life, how fliort our date !
Where is the man that draws his breath
Safe from difeafe, fecure from death.
2 Lord, while we fee whole nations die,
Our flefh and ftrength repine and cry,
«* Muft death forever rags and reign !
« Or haft thou made mankind in vain ?
2 " Where is thy promife to thejuil?
" Are not thy fervants- turn'd to dull ?"
But faith forbids thefe mournful fighs,
And fees the fleeping duft arile.
4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day,
Wipes the reproach of faints away
And clears the honour of thy word :
Awake, our fouls, and blefs the Lord.
P S A L M LXXXIX. ver. 47, Be. Laft part.
As the 113th Pfalm.
Life, death, and the refitrrtSion.
x HPHINK, mighty God, on feeble man,
X How few his hours, how fhort his fpari !
Short from the cradle to the grave ;
Who can fecure his vital breath
Againft the bold demands of death,
With flcill to fly, or pow'r to fave ?
* Lord, (hall it be forever faid,
*' The race of man was only made
" For ficknefs, forro'w and the duft ?"
Are not thy fervants day by day
Sent to their graves and turn'd to clay ?
Lord,,where's thy kindnefs to the juif. ?
3 Haft thou not promif-'d to thy fon,
And all his feed, a heavenly crown ?
But flefh and fen.fe indulge defpair ;
Forever bleffed be the Lord,
That faith csn read his holy word,
And find a refurrection there.
17° PSALMS.
4 Forever 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 loud Amen.
PSALM XC. Long Metre,
Man mortal, and God eternal.
A mournful fong at a funeral.
THRO' ev'ry age, eternal God,
Thou art our reft, our fafe abode :
High was thy throne e'er heav'n was made.
Or earth thy humble footftool laid.
2 Long hadft thou reign'd ere time began,
Or duft was fafhion-'d into man :
And long thy kingdom fhall endure
When earth and time fhall be no more,
3 But man, weak man, is born to die,
Made up of guilt and vanity :
Thy dreadful fentence, Lord, was juft,
M Return ye Tinners, to your duft."
[4 A thoufand 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 ftream,
Sweeps us away i our life's a dream :
An empty tale ; a morning flower,
Cut down and wither'd in an hour.
6 [Our age to feventy years is fet ;
How fhort the time ! how frail the flute !
And if to eighty we arrive,
We rather hgh, and groan than live.
7 But oh how oft thy wrath appears.
And cuts off our expefttd years !
Thy wrath awakes our humble dread !
We fear the power that flukes us dead/1
p 3 A L U 3. 17X
8 Teach us, O Lord ! how frail is man ;
Arid kindly lengthen cut the fpan,
'Till a wife care of piety
Fit us to die, and dwell with thee.
PSALM XC. ver, 1—5. Firft part. Common Metre*
Man frail, and God eternal.
1 /'~\LTR God, our help in ages paft,
V^/ Our hope for years, to come,
Our fheker from the ftormy blaft,
And our eternal home.
2 Beneath the fhadow of thy throne
Thy faints-have dwelt fecure ;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And my defence is lure.
3 Before the hills in order flood,
< Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlafting- thou art God,
To endlefs years the fame.
4 Thy word commands our flefh to duf1:,
" Return, ye fons of men ;'*
All nations rofe from earth at firft.
And turn to earth again.
5 A thoufand ages in thy fight
Are like an evening gone ;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rifing dawn.
[6 The bufy tribes of flefh and blood,
With all their lives and cares,
Are carried downwards by the flood)
And loft in following years.
j> Time, like an ever-rolling ftream,
Bears all its fons away,
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
S Like flowery fields the nations ftarrd
Pleas'd with the morning light ;
The flowers beneath the mower's hand
Lie withering ere 'tis night.]
F 2
172 t T S A L U S.
9 Our God, our help in ages paft,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles lafr,
And our eternal home.
PSALM XC. ver. 8, u, 2, 10, 12. Second part.
Common Metre.
Infirmities and mortality the effeB of fin ; or, life, old nee,
and preparation for death.
1 T ORD, if thine eyes furvey our fault*,
l^i And juftice grows fevere,
Thy dreadful wrath ex eeds our thoughts.
And burn? beyond our fear.
2 Thine anger turns our frame to duft ;
By one offence to thee,
Adam, with all his fons, have loft
Their immortality. *
3 Life, like a* vain amufement flies.
A fable or a fong ;
By fwift degrees our nature dies,
Nor can our joys be long.
is but a few whofe days amount
To threefcore years and ten :
And all beyond that fhort account
Is forrow, toil and pain.
[5 Our vitals with laborious firife
Bear up the crazy load,
And drag the.fe poor remains of life
Along the tirefome road.]
6 Almighty God ! reveal thy love,
And not thy wrath alone ;
Oh let our fweet experience prove
The mercies of thy throne.
j Our fouls would learn the heaven,
T' improve the hours we nave,
That we may a6fc the wifcr part,
. Aud live I
PSALMS. 173
PSALM XC. ver. 13, &c. Third part. Common Metre,
Breathing after Heaven.
1 Ty E T U R N, O God of love, return ;
XV Earth is a tirefome place ;
How long fhall we thy children mourn
Our ab fence from thy face ?
2 Let heaven fucceed our painful years,
Let fin and forrowxeafe,
And in proportion to our tears
• So make our joys increafe.
3 Thy wonders to thy fervants fhew,
Make thy own work complete ;
Then fhall our fouls thy glory know,
And own thy love was great.
4 Then fhall we fhine before thy throne
In all thy beauty, Lord :
And .the poor fervice we have done
Meet a divine reward.
PSALM XC. ver. 5, 10, 12. Short Metre.
The frailty andftorinefs of life.
1 T O R D, what a feeble piece
1 J Is this our mortal frame i
Our life ! how poor a trifle 'tis,
That fcarce deferves the name !
2 Alas, the brittle clay
That built our body firft!
And ev'ry month, and e'v'ry day,
'Tis mould'ring back to duff.
3 Our moments fly apace,
Our feeble powers decay,
Swift as a flood our hafty days
Are Iweeping us away.
4 Yet, if our days muft fly,
We'll keep their end in fight,
_ We'll fpend them all in wiidem's way,
And let them fpeed their flight. '
5 They'll waft us fooner o'er
This life's tempefluous fea ;
Soon we fhall reach the peaceful fhbre
Of blefs'd eternity,"
1/4 PSALMS.
PSALM XCI. ver. 1,-7. Firft part. Long Metre.
Safety in public diftafes and dangers.
1 T T E that hath made his refuge God,
JLl. Shall fmd a molt fecure abode ;
Shall walk all day beneath his (hade.
And there at night fhall reft his head.
» Then will I fay, " My God, thy power
': Shall be my fortrefs and my tower :
" I that am form'd of feeble duft
t; Make thine almighty arm my truft.'r
3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care
Shall keep thee from the fowler's fnare;
From Satan's wiles, who (1111 betrays
Unguarded fouls a thoufand ways.
4 Juft as a hen protects her brood,
From birds of prey that feek their blood ,
The Lord his fauhful faints fhall guaid,
And endlefs life be their reward.
5, If burning beams of noon confpire
To dart a peftilental fiie;
God is their life, his wings are fpread
To fhield them with an healthful fhade,
6 If vapours with malignant breath
Rife thick, aud fcatter midnight death,
ihael is fafe; the poifon'd air
Grows pure, iflfrael's God be there.
PAUSE,
at though a thoufand, at thy fide,
Around thy path, ten thoufand died,
Thy God his chofen people faves
Amongft the dead, amidit the graves.
2 So w' en he font his angel down
To make his wrath in Egypt known,
And flew their fons, his careful eye
Fait all the doors of Jacob by.
• But if the fire, or plague, or fword,
Receive commiffion from the Lord,
To ftrike his fain's among the reft,
sk-fcry P?iius end deaihs arc bleia'd.
PSALMS. 17£
10 The (word, the peftilence, or fire
Shall but fulfil their beft defire;
From fins and forrov s fet them free,
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee.
PSALM XCT. ver. 9—16. Second part;
Common Metre*
Protection from death, guard of angels, victory, and
deliverance.
1 X7"E fons of men. a feeble race,
JL Expcs'd to every fnare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling place,
^nd try, and truft his care.
2 No ill fhall enter where you dwell ;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And fweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raife the faints on high.
$ He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways ;
To watch your pillow while you fleep,
And guard your happy days.
4 Their hands fhall bear you, left you fall
And dafh againft the Hones ;
Are they not fervants at his call,
And fent t' attend his fons ?
3 Adders and lions ye fhall tread ;
The tempter's wiles defeat :
He that hath bruis'd the ferpent's hea^
Puts him beneath your feet.
6 " Becaufe on me they fet their love,
" ril lave them," faith the Lord ;
<J I'll bear their joyful fouls above
" Deftruction and the fword.
5 « My grace fhall anfwer when they call,
" In trouble I'll be nigh ; "
" My power fhall help them when they fall,
" And raife them when they die.
S " Thofe that on eartrr my name have known,
" I honour will in heav'n;
" There my /alvation fhall be fhown,
(i And endlefs life be giv'n.'3.
■176 PSALMS.
PSALM XCII. Firft part. Long Metre.
A pfihnfor the Lord's day.
SWEET is the work, my God. my king,
-To piaife thy name, give thanks and fing.
To fhew thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
2 Sweet is the day of facred reft,
No mortal care fhall feize my breaft ;
Oh may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of folemn found.
3 My heart fhall triumph in my Lord, .
And blefs his works, and blefs his word ;
Thy works of grace, how bright they mine !
How deep thy counfels ! how divine !
4. Fools never raife their thoughts fo high ;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die;
Like grafs they ilouriih, 'till thy breath
.Elaft them in everlafting death.
^ But I fhall fhare a glorious part,
When grace hath well rehn'd my heart,
And freih rupplies of joy are fhed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
6 Sin (my worft 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 mall I fee. and hear, and know,
All I defir'd, or wifh'd beiow ;
And ev'ry power find fweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.
PSALM XCII. ver. 12, &c. Second part.
Long Metre.
The church is the garden of God.
1 T ORD, 'tis a pleafant thing to ftand
JL-v In gardens planted by thine hand ;
Let me within thy courts be feen, •
Like a young cedar, freih and green.
PSALMS. 17,5
2 There grow thy faints in faith and love,
BleiT'd With thine influence from above ;
Not Lebanon, with ail us trees,
Yields fuch a comely light as thefe.
3 The plants of grace ihall ever live ;
(Nature decays, but grace rauft thrive)
Time, that all things eife impair,
Still makes them flouriih itrong and fair.
. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they fhew
The Lord is holy, juic and true ;
None that attend his gates Ihall find
A God unfaithful or unkind.
PSALM XCill. Firft Metre. Astheiooth Pfalaa.
The eternal and the fovereign God.
1 TEHOVAH reigns : he dwells in light,
^J Girded with majeity and might :
The world, created by bis hands,
Still on its fir It foundation ftands.
2 But ere this fpacious world was made,
_Or had its firft foundation laid,
Thy throne eternal ages flood,
Thyfelf the ever living God.
3 Like floods the angry nations rife,
And aim their rage agaiaft the flcies ;
Vain floods, that aim their rage fo high !
At thy rebuke the billows die.;
4 Forever ihall thy throne endure ;
Thy promife ftands forever fare ;
s And everlafting holinefs
* Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
PSALM XCIII. Second Metre. As the old 50th Pfalrs.
1 r~T^HE Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high';
JL ^His robes of ftate are ftrength and majeily ;
This wide creation rofe at his command,
Built by his word, eftablifb'd by his hand,
Long fiood his throne ere he began creation,
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation,
,o PSALMS.
2 God is th' eternal king ; thy foes in vain
Raifc their rebellions to confound thy reign ;
In vain the ftorms, in vain the floods aiife.
And roar, and tofs their waves agaiuit the flues ;
Foaming at heav'n, they rage wLh wild commotiofl,
But heav'n's high arches fcorn the fwelling ocean.
3 Ye tempefts, rage no more ; ye floods, be ftill,
And thou, mad world, fubmiffive to his will :
Built on his truth his church muft ever ftand ;
Firm are his promifes, and ftrong his hand :
See his own fons, when they appear before him,
Bow at his footftool, and with fear adore him.
PSALM XCIII. Third Metre. As the old i22d Pfalm.
1 r I ''HE Lord Jehovah reigns,
X And royal ftate maintains,
His head with awful glories crown'd ;
Array'd in robes of light,
Begirt with fov'reign might,
And rays of majefty around.
2 Upheld Ijtfjpthy commands
The world fecurely Hands,
And flues and rears obey thy word ;
^"hy throne was fixt on high
Ere ftars adorn'd the fky ;
Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord.
3 In vain the noify croud,
Like billows fierce and loud,
Againft thine empire rage and roar ;
In vain with angry fpite
The fiirly nations fight,
And dafh like waves againft the more.
4 Let floods and nations rage,
And all their power engage,
Let fwelling tides affault the fky ;
The terrors of thy frown
Sail beat their madnefs down ;
Thy throne forever ftands on high.
5 Thv promifes are true,
Thy grace is ever new,
There fix'd thy church fhall ne'er remove ;
PSALMS.' 179
Thy faints with holy fear
Shall in thy courts appear,
And iing thine everiafting love.
Re-peat the Jcurth fianza to complete the tune.
PSALM XCIV. ver. i: 2, 7—14. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Saints chaftifed, and Jinners deflroyed ; or, injiruciive
ajfiiclwns.
1 S~^\ GOD! to whom revenge belongs,
V^/ Proclaim thy wrath aloud ;
Let fov'reign power redrefs our wrongs ;
Let juftice fmite the proud.
£ They fay, " The Lord nor fees nor hears-/*
When will the vain be wife ?
Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears ?
Or blind, who made their eyes ?
3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain,
And they fhall feel his power ;
His wrath fhall pierce tneir fouls with pain,
In fome furprizing hour.
4 But, if thy faints deferve rebuke,
Thou haft a gentler rod ;
Thy providence, thy facred book,
Shall make them know their God,
5 Bleft is the man thy hands chaftife,
And to his duty draw ;
Thy fcourges make thy children wife,
When they forget thy law.
S But God will ne'er caft off his faints,
Nor his own promife break ;
He pardons his inheritance,
For their redeemer's fake.
P S~A L M XCIV. ver. 16—23. Second part,
Common Metre.
God ourfupport and comfort ; or, deliverance from tempta-
tion and perfection.
1 "\ X 7HO will arife and plead my right
V V Againft my num'rous foes ?
While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppofe,
lo3 P S A L M S.
a Had not the Lord, my rock, my he!]?,
Suftain'd my fainting hesd.
My life had now in filence dwelt,
foul amongft the d
3 " Alas! my Aiding feet! '* I cry'd,
Thy promife bore me up ;
Thy grace flood cenftant by my fide,
And rais'd my finking hope.
4 While mvltitudes of mournful thought*
Within my boforn roll,
Thy bound lefs love forgives my faults,
Thy comforts cheer my foul.
$ Pow'rs of iniquity m.ay rife,
And frame pernicious laws ;
But God my refuge rules the ikies,
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 finaers off.
P S A L M XCV. Common Metre.
A fjalm before prayer.
i Q IXG to the Lord Jehovah's name,
O And in his ftrength 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.
2 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,
Lies in his fpacious hand ;
He hx'd the feus what bounds to keep,
And where the hills mult {tend.
F S A L M £.
5 Come, and with humble fouls adore,
Come, kneel before his face,
Oh may the creatures of his power
Be children of his orace.
6 Now is the time, he bends his ear,
And waits for your requeft;
| Come, left he rouze his wrath, and fwear,
" Ye ihail not fee my reft."
PSALM XCV. Short Metre,
Apfulni before fcrm<m.
i f^O M E, found his praife abroad,
\w-/ And hymns of glory fmg ;
Jehovah is the fov'reign God,
The ux.iverfal king.
2 He form'd the deeps unknown ;
'He gave the Teas 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.
g But if your ears refufe
The language oi his grace,
And hearts grow hard, likeftabborn Jt\\6y
That unbelieving race —
6 The Lord, in vengeance drefs'd,
Will lift his hand and fwear,
" You that defpife my promis'd reft,
'; Shall have no portion there,'1
1?2 PSALMS.
PSALM XCV. vsr. t, 2. 3.. 6;— 11. Long Metre.
Canaan hi through unbelief; or, -4 warning to delaying
j: ners.
1 pOJ'L. let your voices j<::n to raife
V-x A facred fong ot folemn praife :
God is a fov'reign King; rehearfe
His honour in exalted verfe.
2 Come, let our ouls addrefs the Lord,
Who fram'd our natures with his word,
He is our ihepherd ; we the fheep
His mercy chofe, nis paftures keep.
3 Come, lei us hear his voice to-day,
The courucls of his love obey,
Nor let our hardened hearts renew
The fins and plagues that Ifrael knew.
4 Hrael. that faw his works of grace,
Yet tempt their maker to his free ;
A faithlefs ubelieving brood,
That tir'd the patience of their Gcd.
5 Thus faith the Lord, "How falfe they prove!
•" Forget my power, abufe my love ;
" Since they defpife my reft.. 1 fwear,
« Their feet fhall never enter there."
f_5 Look back, my foul, with holy dread,
And view thofe ancient rebels dead ;
Attend the offer'd grace to-day,
Nor lofe the bleflings by delay
.7 Seize the kind promife while it waits,
And march to Z ion's heavenly gates ;
Believe, and take the promis'd reft ;
Obey, and be forever blefs'd.J
PSALM XCVL ver. 2,10, &c. Common Metre-
drift's frft and Jecond coning.
1 QlNG to the Lord, ye diftant lands,
O Ye t riles of every tongue ;
His new difcover'd grace demands;
A new and nobler long.
PSALMS, 13J
a Say to the nations, Jefus reigns,
God's own Almighty Son ;
His power the Jinking world (attains,
And grace furrounds his throne.
3 Letheav'n proclaim the joyful day,
Joy through the earth be feen :
Let cities Chine in bright array,
And fislds in cheerful gr^en.
4. The joyous earth, the bending fkies
His glorious rain difplay ;
Ye mountains fmk, ye valleys rife.
Prepare the Lord his way.
5 Behold he comes, he comes to blefs
The nations as then God ;
To fhew the world h;s rightroufnefs,
And fend his truth abroad.
6 His voice mail raife the flumbeiing dead,
~" And bid the world draw near ;
But how will guilty nations dread
To fee their judge appear!
PSALM XCVII. As the 113th Pfalm.
The God of the Gentiles.
1 T ET all the earth their voices raife,
X-i -To fing the choiceft pfalm of praife,
To fing and blefs Jehovah's name :
His glory let the heathens know,
His wonders to the nations fhow,
And all his faving works proclaim,
* The heathens know thy glory, Lord !
The wond'ring nations read thy word!
But Here Jehovah's name is known ;
Nor fhail our worfhip e'er be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made ;
Our Maker is our God alone.
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 1
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4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth fhall feel his faving pow'r,
And barb'rous nations fear his name :
Then lhall the race of men confefs
The
And in his courts Lis grace prod
PSALM XCVII.ver. i—g. Firft par:. Long Metre.
Cbrifl n
i
AJL Praife ! im in -
Let the v - ice,
And i
2 Deep are his coi . ,
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i] ground.
3 In robes of judgment, lo, he cor
-. and cleaves
Sre,
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memies, with fore difn ^^h- Z- lU
from the fight, and fhun the day; I^C^-^ . / f
en lift your heads ye faints, on high, f^-r-t-J
And.fing, for your redemption's ni
PSALM XCVIJ. vcr. 6,— 9. Second part.
Long Metre.
Ch'ft's incarnation.
1 "TpHE Lord is us proclaim
X His birth ; t] name;
An unknot • road
Of d s to thjeir G - .
rmies of the .ikies,
Go, worfl - .. -ioui lies;
Angel . bow,
and gods below.
3 L< ground,
And their ■
\ ; :g,
And earth con'\ dne.
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P S A L M XCVII. Third part. Long Metre.
Gract and gloy.
1 r | 1H' Almighty reigns exalted high
X O'er all ihe earth, o'er all the iky ;
Though clouds and darknefs veil his feet,
,His dwelling is the -merry-feat.
2 O, ye that love his holy name,
Hace every work of fin and ihame :
He guards the fouls of all his friends, -
And from the fhares of i-ell de&n s
3 Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the fa::. :s in d •-. n;
Thofe glorious feeds fhali fpring and riteS
And the'bri jht harteft blefs our eyes.
4 Rejoice, ye righteous, an" record
- . lz . :• i honours of the I. rd
. None but the foul that ee . his grace
Can trium h ;- is jlirie s.
PSALM XCVII. ver. g, 5, 7—11. Common Metre,
ChrijYs incarnation an# ikt taji .. rment.
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JL-J Rejo the Saviour reigns ;
His '.' like :. prepares his way,
And mountains melt to plains.
2 His prefence finks the proudeil hills,
And makes the valiies rife ;
The humble foul enjoys his imiles,
The haughty (inner dies.
3 The heavens his rightful power proclaim ;
The id.pJUgods around
Fill their own worfhippers with fhame,
And totter to the ground.
4 Adoring angels at his birth '
Make the Redeemer known ;
Thus IKall he come to judge the earth,
And angels guard his throne.
5 His foes (hall tremble at his fight,
And hills and feas retire :
His children take their unknown flight,
And leave the world in fire.
ISO PSALMS.
6 The feeds of joy and glory fown
For faints in darknefs here,
Shall rife and fpring in worlds unknown,
And a rich harveft bear.
PSALM XCVII.I. Firft parr. Common Metre.
Praifc for the gofpd.
almighty Maker, God,
TO our
New
honours^ be addrefs'd
His great fa 1 vat ion fhmes abroad,
And makes the nations blds'd.
2 To Abraham firil he fpoke "the word,
Aifd taught his numerous race ;
The Gentiles own him fov'reign Lord,
And learn to truft his grace.
3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim
With all her din rent tongues ;
And fpread thc^ionours of his name
in melody and fon^s.
PSALM XCVIII. Second part. Common Metre.
The Meffiah's coming and kingdom.
z TOY to the world — the Lord is come ;
I Let earth receive her King :
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature fmg.
C Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns :
Let men their longs employ,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,
Repeat the founding joy.
3 No more let fins and forrov. s grow,
Nor thorns infeft the ground ;
He comes to make his bleffings flow,
Far as the curfe is found.
a He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteoufnefs,
And wonders ol hjs love.
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PSALM XCIX. Firft part. Short Metre,
Chriji's kingdom and vtajefy,
HE God Jehovah reigns,
Lee all the nations fear ;
Let fmners tremble at his throne,
And faints be humble there.
2 Jefus the Saviour reigns
Let earth adore it's Lord;
Bright cherubs his attendants fland,
Swift to fulfil his word.
3 In Zion (lands his throne,
His honours are divine,
His church fhall make his wonders known,
For there his glories mine.
A. How holy isjhis name !
How terrible his praife !
Juftice, and truth, and judgment join
In all his works of grace.
PSALM XCIX. Second part. Short Metre.
A Holy God icorjliipped with reverence*
1 TpXALT the Lord our God,
Xli And worfhip at his feet,
His nature is all hoiinefs,
And mercy is his feat.
% When Ifrael was his church,
When Aaron was his prieft,
When Mofes cryd, when Samuel pray'd,
He gave his people relL
3 Oft' he forgave their fins,
Nor would deftroy their race ;
And oft' he made his vengeance known,
When they abus'd his grace.
4 Exalt the Lord our God,
Whofe grace is ftill the fame ;
Still he's a God of hoiinefs,
And jealous for his nam©*
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PSALM C. Firft Metre. A plain tranflatioa.
Praft to our Creator.
1 ^VT'E nations, round the earth, rejoice
X Before the Lord, your fov'reign king :
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his glory fing.
2 The Lord is God : 'tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work, and not our own ;
The fheep that en 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 man fhall find
His truth from age to age endure
PS A;L M C. Second Metre. A paraphrafe,
T> EFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
JO Ye nations, bow with facred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone —
He can create, and he deftroy.
§ His fov'reign power without our aid,
Made ufe of clay, and form'd us men i
And when, like wandring fheep we ftray'dj
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We are his people, we his care,
Our fouls, and all our mortal frame:
What lafting honours fnall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name !
4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful fongs,
High astheheav'n our voices raife ;
And earth, with her ten thoufand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with founding praife.
5 Wide as the worid is thy command
•Vaft as eternity thy love ! —
Firm as a rock thy truth muft ftand,
When rolling years fhall ceafe to move.
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PSALM CI. Long Metre.
The magiftratc's pfalm.
i TV /TERCY and judgment are my fong ;
1V1 And fince 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 fword,
I'll take my counfel from thy word ;
Thy juftice and thy heavenly grace
Shall be the pattern of my ways.
3 Let wifdom all my actions guide,
And let my God with me refide :
No wicked thing fhall dwell with me,
Which may provoke thy jealoufy.
4 No fons of flander, rage and ftrife
Shall be companions of my life ;
The haughty look, the heart of pride
Within my doors fhall ne'er abide.
£5 I'll fearch the land, and raife the juft:
To pofts of honour, -wealth and truft :
The men that work thy holy will
Shall be my friends and fav'rites ftill.]
6 In vain fhall fmners hope to rife
By flattering or malicious lies ;
Nor, while th' innocent I guard,
Shall bold offenders e'er 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 power fhall be fuppreft.
PSALM CI. Common Metre.
A pfalm for a mafler of a family,
1 (~\F juftice and of grace. I fing,
V>/ And pay my God my vows,
Thy grace and juftice, heav'nly King»
Teach me to rule my houfe.
2 Now to my tent, O God, repair,
And make thy fervant wife ;
I'll fuffer nothing near me there
That fhall offend thine eyes.
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3 The man, that doth his neighbour wrong
By falfchood or by force,
The fcomfu] eye, the flanderous tongue,
I'll banifh from my doors.
4 I'll feek the faithful and the juft,
Arjd will their help enjoy ;
. Theft aie the friends that I fhall truft,
The fervants I'll employ.
-^ The wretch, that deals in fly deceitj
I'll not endure a night ;
The liar's tongue I ever hate,
And banifh from my fight.
6 I'll purge my family around,
And make the wicked flee ;
So fhall my houfe be ever found
A cwelling fie for thee.
PSALM CIL ver. 1,-13, 20> 81- Tirftpart.
Common Metre.
A pra)€r for the ajfliftid.
1 T TEAR me, O'God, nor hidethyfr.ee,
Xi But anfwer, left I die :
Haft thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when finners cry ?
2 Like fmoke my waftingdays dtpart,
When it diffohes in air.
My flrength is dried, my broken heart
Is finking in defpair.
3 My fpirits flag, like withering grafs
Burnt with exceffive heat :
In fee let groans my minutes pafs,
And I forget to cat.
4 As on fome lonely building's top
The fparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tt nts of joy and hope,
I fit and grieve alone.
5 My foul is like a wildernefs,
Where beaits of midnight howl ;
Where the fad raven finds her place,
And where the leasts ing owl.
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§ Dark difmal thoughts, and boding fears
Dwell in my troubled breaft ;
While (harp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor giv e my fpirit reft.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repaft ;
My daily bread, like afhes, grows
Unpleafant to my tafte.
$ Senfe can afford no real joy
To fouls that feel thy frown;
Lord, 'twas thy hand advane'd me high,
Thy hand hath caft me down.
« My looks like wither'd leaves appear ;
And life's declining light
Grows faint, as ev'ning fhadows are,
T hat vaniih into night.
so But thou forever art the fame,
O my eternal God ;
Ages to come fhall know thy name,
And fpread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arife, and {hew thy face
Nor will my Lord delay,
Beyond th' appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He h^ais his faints, he knows their cry-—
And, by mvfterious ways,
Redeems the prif'ners, doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praife.
PSALM CII. ver, 13, — 21. Second part.
Common Metre.
Prayer heard, aniZ;on rejlored*
% T ET Zion and her fons rejoice —
J—i Behold the promised hour :
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his power.
2 Her dull and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes ;
Thofe ruins fhall be built again,
And all that duft fhalirije.
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3 TheLerd will raife Jerufa-Iem,
And iland in glory there ;
Nations fhall bow before his name.
And kings attend with fear.
4 He fits a fov 'reign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes,
He hears the dying pris'ners groan,
And fees their fjghs arife.
$ He frees the fouls condemn'd to death,
And when his faints complain,
It fha'nt be faid, " That praying breatl*
"Was ever fpent in vain."
6 This fhall be known when we are dead.
And left on long record ;
That ages yet unborn may read,
And truft, and praife the Lord.
PSALM CII. ver. 23, — 28. Third part. Long Metre,
Man's mortality, andChri/l's eternity ; or, Saints die, but Chrijl
and the Church live.
1 TT is the Lord our Saviour's hand
J. Weakens our flrength amidft the race ;
Difeafe and death at his command
Arreft us, and cut fhort our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our fun go down at noon ;
Thy years are one eternal day
And muft shy children die fo foon ?
J Yet, in the midft of death and grief,
This thought our forrow fhall affuage ;
,{ Our Father and our faviour live ;
" Chrift is the fame thro' every age."
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid ;
Heav'n is the building of his hand ;
This earth grows old, this heav'ns fhall fade,
And all be chang'd at his command.
$ The ftarry curtains of the fky
Like garments, fhall be laid afide ;
But ftill thy throne ftands firm and high j
Thy church forever muft abide.
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£ Before thv face thy church {hall live ;
And 'on thy throne thy children reign ;
This dying world mall they furvive, _
And the dead faints be rais'd again.
PSALM CIII. ver. 1—7. Firftpart. Long Metre
Blefing Gsd for his goodnefs to foul and body.
$ T>LESS, O my foul, the living God,
J3 Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad,
Let all the powers within me join
In work and worfhip fo divine.
2 Blefs, O my foul, the God of grace ;
His favours claim the higheft praiie ;
Why mould ungrateful filence hide
The bleffings which his hands provide ?
3 5Tis he, my foul, that fent his Son
To die for crimes which thou haft done :
He owns the ranfom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the rnind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels —
Redeems the foul from hell, and faves
Our wafting life from threat'ning graves.
§ Our youth decay'd his power repairs ;
His mercy crowns our growing years ;
He fills our ftore with every good,
And feeds our fouls with heav'nly food.
6 He fees th' opprefter and th' oppreft,
And often gives the fuff'rersreft :
But will his juftice more diiplay
In the laft great rewarding day.
£7 His power he fhew'd by Mofes' hands,
And gave to Ifrael his commands ;
But fent his truth and mercy down
To all the nations by his Son.]
& Let the whole earth his power confefs —
Let the whole earth adore his grace ;
The Gentile with the Jew fhali join
In work and worfhip fo divine.
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PSALM CHI. Second part. Long Metre.
God's gentle chaftifment ; or, His tender mercy to his
people.
1 T^HE Lord, how wor.d'rous are his ways ! -
A How firm his truth ! how large his grace !
He takes his mercy for his throne,
And thence he makes his glories known.
2 Not half fo high his power hath fpread
ihe Itarry heav'as above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praife,
Exceeds the higheft hopes we raife.
3 Not half fo far hath nature plac'd
The rifing morning from the weft,
As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of thofe he loves.
4 How flow his awful wrath to rife!
On iwifter wings falvation flies ;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How foon his frowns to pity turn !
5 Amidfl his wrath compaffion fhines ;
His ltrokcs are lighter than our fins :
And, while his rod corrects his faints,
Kis ear indulges their complaints.
6 So fathers their young fons chaftife,
With gentle hands and melting eyes ;
The children weep beneath the finart,
And move the pity of the heart.
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7 The mighty God, the wife and juft,
Knrws that our fame is feeble dull J
Ai d will no he \y loads impofe
Beyond the ltreng h mat he beftows.
8 He knows how foon our nature dies,
B'afted by every wind that hies ;
Like grafs we fpring, and die as foon,
Or morning flowers that fade at noon.
q But his eternal love is fure
To all the faints, and fhall endure ;
Prom age to age his truih lhall reign,
Nor children's cmidren hope in vain,
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PSALM GUI: vcr. 1,-— 7. Firft part. Short Metre.
Prmfeforfpiritiial and temporal mercies.
1 /^\H blefs the Lord, my foul !
\^_J Let all within me join
And aid my tongue to bb fs bis name
Whofe favours are divine.
2 Oh blefs the Lord, my foul !
Nor let his mercies lie
ForgoL:en in unthankfulnefs,
And without praifes -die.
3 'Tis he forgives thy fins,
'Tis he relieves thy pain,
'Tis he that heals thy ucknefTes,
And makes thee young again,
4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ranrom'd from the greve }
Ke thatredeem'd my foul from hell
Haih fov're gn power to fave.
,5 He fills the poor with good;
He gives the fuff rers reft :
The Lord hath judgments for the proud
And juftice for th' oppreft.
6 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Mofes known :
But fent the world his truth and grace
By his beloved fon.
PSALM CUT. ver. 3,— 18. Second part. Short Metre/
Abounding compjjfion of God ; or, Mery in themidjl of
judgment.
\ Ti jtX foul, repeat his praife,
1\JL Whofe mercies are fo great J
Whofe anger is fo flow to rife.
So ready to abate.
5 God will not always chide ;
And, when his ftrokes are felt,
His ftrokes are fewer than ^ur crimes*.
And lighter than our guilt*
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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 power 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 dull,
Scatter'd with ev'ry breath:
His anger like a rifing wind
Can fend us fwift to death,
7 Our days are as the grafs,
Or like the morning flow 'r ?
If one {harp blaft fweep o'er the field.
It withers in an hour.
8 But thy compaflions, Lord,
To endlefs years endure ;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promife fure.
PSALM CIII. ver. 19,-22. Third part,
Short Metre.
God's un iverfal domination ; or, Angels praife the Lord,
1 HPHE Lord, the fov 'reign king,
JL Hath fix'd his throne on high,
O'er all the heav'nly world he rules,
And all beneath the fky.
2 Ye angels, great in might,
And fwift to do his will,
Blefs ye the Lord, whofe voice ye hear,
Whole pleafure you fulfil.
3 Lot the bright hofts, who wait
The orders of their king,
And guard his churches when they pray,
Join in the praife they fing.
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4 While all his wond'rous works,
Through his vaft 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 TV /TY foul, thy great Creator praife ;
L /JL When cloth'd in his celeftial rays,
He in full majefty appears,
And like a robe his glory wears.
Note, This pfalm may be Jung to the tune of the old 112th
or 121th pfalm, by adding tliefe two lines to every Jlan-
za — viz.
" Great is the Lord ! what tongue can frame
'ii An equal honour to his name ?"
Otherwife itmvfl befrngasthe 100th pfilm.
2 The heav'ns are for his curtains fpread :
Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed ;
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies
On winged dorms acrofs the Ikies.
3 Angels, whom his own breath infpires,
His minifters, are flaming fires ;
And fwift as thought their armies move
To bear his vengeance or his love.
4 The woild's foundation by his hand
Is pois'd, and fhall forever ftand ;
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Left it fhould drown the earth again.
£ When earth was cover'd with the flood.
Which high above the mountains flood,
He thunder'd, and the cceai) fled,
Confin'd to its appointed bed.
6 The fwelling billows know their bound,
And in their channels walk their round j
Refrefhing firearm, by fecret veins,
Break from the hills, and drench the plains*
7 He bids the chryvtal fountains flow,
And cheer the valleys as they go ;
There gentle herds their thiril allay,
And for the dream wild affes bray.
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8 From pleafant trees, which (hade the brink*
The lark and linnet light to drink;
Their fongs the lark and linnet raife
And chide our filence in his praife.
PAUSE the firtr.
. 9 God, from his cloudy ciftern, pours
On the parch'd earth enriching fhow'rs ;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
A thoufand joyful bleflings yield.
i© He makes the giaffy food arife,
And gives .the cattle large fupplies ;
With herbs for man, of various power,
To nouriih nature, or to cure,
a i What noble fruit the vines produce!
The olive yields a pleafmg juice ;
Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous wine,
His gifts proclaim his love divine.
t2 His bounteous hands our table fpread,
He fills our cheerful ftores with bread ;
While food our vital ftrength imparts,
Let daiiy praife infpire ourliearts.
PAUSE the fecond.
<3 Behold the ftately cedar ftands,
Rais'd in the foreft by his hands ;
Birds to the boughs for (helter fly,
And build their nefts fecure on high.
ia To craggy hills afcends the goat ;
And at the airy mountain's foot
The feebler creatures make their cell —
He gives them wifdom where to dwell,
15 He fets the fun his circling race.
Appoints the moon to change her face :
And, when thick darknefs veils the day,
Calls out wild bcafts to hunt their prey.
16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad,
And roaring, afk their meat from God
Bu- when the morning beams arifc.
The favage beaft to covert flies,
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fj Then man to daily labour goes;
The night was made for his r»pofe J
Sleep is thy gift, tnat fweet relief
From tirefome toil and wafting grief.
18 How ftrange thy works ! how great thy &iH !
While every land thy riches fill ;
Thy wifdom round the world we fee,
This fpacious earth is full of thee.
19 Nor lefs thy glories in the deep,
Where fifh in millions fwim and ereep,
With wondrous motions, fwift or flow.
Still wand'nng in the paths below,
20 There fhips divide their wat'ry way,
And flocks of fcalv monfters play ;
The huge leviathan rehdes,
And, fearlefs, fports amid the tides.
PAUSE the third.
21 Vaft are thy works, Almighty Lord,
All nature refts upon thy word,
And the whole race of creatures ftands
Waiting theit portion from thy hands.
2 2 While each receives his diff'rent food,
Their cheerful looks pronounce it good :
Eagles and bears, and whales and worms.
Rejoice and praile in diff'rent forms.
23 But when thou hid'fi thy face they mourn,
And, dying, to their duft return;
Both man and beaft their fouls refign ;
Life, breath, and fpirit, all are thine.
24 Yet thou carift breathe on duft again,
And fill th<^ world with beafts and men ;
A word of thy creating breath
Repairs the waftes of time and death.
25 His works, the wonders of his might,
Are honour'd wi h his own delight ;
How awful are his glorious ways !
The Lord is dreadful in his praife.
5.S The earth ftands trembling at thy ftroke,
And at thy touch the mountains fmoke 5
Yet humble fouls may fee thy face.
And tell their wants to for' reign grace.
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27 In thee my hopes and wifhes meet,
And make my meditations fweet ;
Thv praifes fh'all my breath employ
'Till it expire in endlefs joy.
28 While haughty finners die accurft,
Their glory bury'd with their duft,
I to my God, my heav'nly King,
Immortal hallelujahs ling.
PSALM CV. Abridged. Common Metre.
God's conducl to Jfrael, and the plagues of Egypt.
1 /^ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name,
V_T And tell the world his grace ;
Sound through the earth his deeds of fame,
That all may feek his face.
2 His cov'nant which he kept in mind
For num'rous ages part,
To num'rous ages yet behind
In equal force fhall laft.
3 He fware to Abra'm and his feed,
And made the bleffing fure :
Gentiles the antient promife read,
And find his truth endure.
4 " Thy feed fhall make all nations blefs'd ;
(Said the Almighty voice)
« And Canaan's land fhall be thy reft,
" The type of heav'nly joys."
[5 How large the grant ! how rich the grace \
To give them Canaan's land,
When they were ftrangers in the place,
A fmall and feeble band !
6 Like pilgrims, through the countries round,
Securely they remov'd ;
And haughty kings, that on them frown'd,
Severely he reprov'd.
h " Touch mine anointed, and mine arm
Shall foon avenge the wrong !
*' The man that does my prophets harm,
«« Shall know; their God is ftrong.
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$ " Then let the world forbear its rage,
/ " Nor put the church in fear;
u Ifrael muft live through every age,
", And be th' Almighty's care,"J
PAUSE the firft.
9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the faints,
And thus provok'd their God,
Mofes was fent at their complaints,
Arm'd with his dreadful rod.
10 He cail'd for darknefs, darknefs came
Like an o'erwhelming flood :
He turn'd each lake, and ev'ry ftream
To lakes and ftreams of blood.
1 1 He gave the fign, and noifome flies
Through the whole country fpread f
And frogs, in baneful armies rife
About the monarch's bed.
12 Through fields, and towns, and palaces,
The tenfold vengeance flew :
Locufts in fwarms devour'd their trees,
And hail their cattle flew.
13 Then, by an angel's midnight ftroke,
The flow'r of Egypt died ;
The ftrength of ev'ry houie he broke,
Their glory and their pride.
24. C{ Now let the world forbear its rage,
" Nor put the church in fear ;
" Ifrael muft live through ev'ry age,
" And be the Almighty's care."
PAUSE the fecond.
15 Thus were the tribes from bondage freed,
And left the hated ground ;
Rich with Egyptiaa fpoils they fled,
Nor was was one feeble found.
16 The Lord himfelf chofe out their way,
And mark'd their journeys right,
Gave them a leading cloud by day,
A fiery guide by night
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17 They thirft ; nnd waters from the rock
In rich aVimdance flow,
And following Mill the courfe they took,
Ran all the drfert through.
18 O wondrous ftream ! O bleffcd type.
Of ever-flowing grace !
So Cnrift our rock maintains our life
And aids our wand'ring race.
19 Thus guarded byth' Almighty hand,
The chofen tribes poffefs'd
Canaan the rich, the promis'd land,
And there enjoy'd their reft.
20 " Then let the world forbear its-rage,
" The church enounce her fear;
" Ifrael muft live through ev'ry age,
" And be the Almighty's care."
PSALM CVI. .ver. 1,-5. Firfl part. Long Metre.
Praife to Cm I ; or. communication with faints.
i HPO God the great, the ever blefs'd,
J. Let fongs of honour be addrefs'd ; .
Hisjrtfrcy brm for ever ftands ;
Giye^hjim the thanks his love demands.
2 Wno knows the wonders of thy ways ?
Who mall fulfil thy boundlefs praife ;
Blefs'd are the fouls that fear thee ltill,
And pay their duty to thy will.
3 Remember what thy mercy did
For Jacob's race, thy chofen feed :
Aud with the fame falvation blefs
The meaneft 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 aad rear to fchee.
PSALMS.
PSALM CVI. ver. 7, 8, 12, 14, 43,-48.
Second part. Short Metre.
Ifrael punifhed and pardgn'd ; or^God'jutuhangeai^dsec.
1 /"^» OD of eternal love,
VJT How fickle are our ways I
And yet how oft did Ifrael prove
Thy eonftancy of grace !
2 They faw thy wonders wrought,
And then thy praife they fung ;
Butfoon thy works of power forgot,
And murmur'd with their tocgue.
3 Now they believe his word,
While rocks with rivers flow;
Now with their lulls provoke the Lord,
A.id he reduc'd them low.
4 Yet when they mourn'd their faults,
He hearken'd to their groans,
Brought his own cov'nantxo his thoughts,
And call'd them ftill his fons,
£ Their names were in his book,
He fav;d them from their foes j
Oft he chaftis'd but ne'er forfook
The people that he chofe.
$ Let Ifrael blefsthe Lord,
Who lov'd their ancient race;
And Chrifrians join the folemn word,
Amen to all the praife,
PSALM CVI I. Firftpart. Long Melrg,
Ifrael led to Canaan^ and ckriiVans to heaven,
1 /"""i IVE thanks to God, herngns above,
V_T Kind are his thoughts, his name is love J
His mercy ages p^fthave known, -
And ages long to come fhallown.
a Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of his grace record;
Ifrael, the nation wham he chofe,
And refctt'd from their mighty foes,
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£3 When God's own arm their fetters broke.
And freed them from th' Egyptian yoke,
They trac'd the defart, wand'ring round
A wild and folitary ground.
4 There they could find no leading road
Nor city for theii fix'd abode :
Nor food, nor fountain to affuage
Their burning thirft, or hunger's rage.]
5 In their diftrefs to God they cry'd,
God was their Saviour and their guide ;
He led their wand'ring march around,
.And brought their tribes to Canaan's ground,
6 Thus, when our firft releafe we gain
From fin's old yoke and Satan's chaia
We have this defart world to pais,
A dang'rous and a tirefome place.
j He feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footfteps left we ftray,
He guards us with a pow'rful haad,
And brings us to the heav'nly land.
8 O let the faints with joy record
The truth and goodnefs of the Lord!
How great his works ! how kind his ways!
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife. *
PSALM CVII. Second part. Long Metre,
Correction for fin, and releaje by prayer*
1 T?ROM age to age exalt his name
Jl God and his grace are ftill 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
Agaiuft the God who rules the fkies,
If they reject his heav'nly word,
And flight the counfels of the Lord,
3 He'll bring their fpirits to the ground,
And no deliv'rer fhall be found ;
Laden with grief, they wafte their breath
In darknefs, andthefhades of death.
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4 Then to the Lord they raife their cries,
He makes the dawning light arife,
And fcaiters all that difmal fhade,
That hung fo heavy round their head,
£ He euts the bars of brafs in two,
And lets the fmiling pris'ners through ;
Takes" off the load of guilt and grief,
And gives the lab'ring foul relief.
€ O may the fons of men record
The wondrous goodnefs of the Lord !
How great his works ! how kind his ways !
Let every tongue pronounce his praife.
PSALM CVIL Third part. Common Metre,
Intemperance punijhed and pardoned ; or, A pf aim for
the glutton and the drunkard.
1 T TAIN man on foolifh pleafures bent,
V Prepares for his own punifhment ;
"What pains, what loathfome maladies.
From luxury and luft arife !
2 The drunkard feels his vitals wafte,
Yet drowns his health to pleafe his tafte %
Till all his active pow'rs are loft,
And fainting life draws near the duft.
3 The glutton groans, and lothes to eat, •
His foul abhors delicious meat ;
Nature, with heavy loads oppreft,
Would yield to death to be releas'd.
4 Then how the frighten'd finners fly
To God for help with earneft cry !
He hears their groans, prolongs their breath,
And faves them from approaching death.
j No med'cines could affect, the cure
So quick, fo eafy, or fo fure :
The deadly fentence God repeals,
He fends his fov'reign word and heals,
6 O may the fons of men record
The wondrous goodnefs of the Lord /
And let their thankful ofFring prove
How they adore their Maker's love.
2Cfi PSA L M S.
PSALM CVII. Fourth part. Long Metre,
Deliverance /rem Jlcrms and /kipzvrecks ; or, 7fe
Jeamari's Jong.
i "X X 70ULD you behold the works of God,
V V His wonders in the world abroad ?
With the bold mariner furvey
The unknown regions of the fea.
2 They leave their native ftiores behind,
And feize the favour of the wind ;
Till God command, and tempefts rife,
That heave the ocean to the fkies.
3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amai^,
Now fink to dreadful deeps a^a-in ;
What ftrange affrights young failors feci,
. And like a ftagg'ring drunkard reel !
4 When land is far, and death is nigh,
Loit to all hope, to God they cry :
His mercy hears th'ir loud addrefs,
And fends falvation in diilrefs.
5 He bids the winds their wrath affuage,
And ftormy tempefts ceafe to rage;
Tt;e gladfome train their fears give o'er,
And hail with joy their native fhorc.
6 O may the fons of men record
The wondrous goodnefs of the Lord !
Let them thc.tr private ott'rings bring,
And in the church his glory ling.
PSALM CVII. Fourth vart. Common Metre.
T/ie mariner's ffulm.
1 fTPKY works of glory, mi;hty Lord,
JL That rule tin batfteiQUS fea,
The fons of courage (hall record,
Who tempt that dang'ious way.
2 At thy commands the winds ari<c,
And fwell I e to w; ring wav :« ;
The men", ailonnl'd, mount :r.e tkies,
And fmk iu gaping gravce.
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[3 Again they climb the wat'ry hills,
And plunge in d eps again ;
Each like a tou'ring drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.
4 Frighted to hear the tempeft roar,
They pant -with fk:ti'ring breath,
And hopelets of the diftant fhore,
Expect immediate deach.j
§ Then to the Lord they raife their cries,
He hears the loud requeit,
And orders filence through the flues,
And lays the floods to reft.
6 Sailors rejoice to lofe their fears,
And fee the itorm allay'd :
Now to their eyes the port appears ;
There let their vows be paid.
7 'Tis God that brings them fafe to land ; .
Let ftupid mortals know,
That waves are under his command,
. Aod all the winds that blow.
§ Oh that the fons of men would praife
The goodntfs of the Lord !
And thofe that fee thy wondrous ways,
Thy wondrous love record.
PSALM CVII. Laftpart. Long Metre.
Colonies planted ; or, nations blcjfed and piinijhed* -
t TTTHEN God, provok'd with daring crimes,
V V - Scourges the madnefs of the times,
He turns their fields to barren fand,
And drives the rivers from the land. -
2 His word can raife the fprings again,
And make the wither'd mountains green,
Send fhow'ry bleffings from tne fkies,
And harvefts in the defarts rife.
£3 Where nothing dwelt but beafts of prey,
Or men as fierce and wild as they,
He bids th' opprefi>'d and poor repair,
And builds them towns and cities there,
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4 They fow the fields, and trees they plant
Whofe yearly fruit fupplies their want :
Their race grows up from fruitful Rocks,
Their wealth increafes with their flocks.
5 Thus they are blefs'd ; but if they fin,
He lets the heathen nations in ;
A favage crew invades their lands,
Their princes die by barb'rous hands.
6 Their captive fens, expos 'd to fcorn,
Wander unpity'd and forlorn :
The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd,
And deflblation fpreads the field.
7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns,
Again his dreadful hands he turns ;
Again he makes their cities thrive,
And bids the dying churches live.]
8 The righteous, with a joyful fenfe,
Admire the works of Providence ;
And tongues of atheifts fhall no more
Blafpheme the God that faints adore.
9 How few with pious care record
Thefe wondrous dealings of the Lord !
But wife obfervers flill fhall find
The Lord is holy, juft and kind.
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PSALM CVIII. Common Metre,
A Jong of praife.
AKE, my foul, to found his praife,
Awake my harp to fing;
Join all my powers the fong to raife,
And morning incenfe bring.
2 Among the people of his care,
And through the nations round ;
Glad fongs of praife wall I prepare,
And there his name refound.
3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the ftairy train ;
Diffufe thy fheav'nly grace abroad,
And teach the world thy reign.
4 So fKail thy choferi ions rejoice.
And throng thy courts above ;
While finners hear thy pard'ning voice.
And tafte redeeming love.
PSAL M CIX. ver. i, 5, — 31. Common Metre.
Love to enemies from the example qfChrift.
1 f> OD of my mercy and my praife,
V_X Thy glory is my fong ;
Tho' finners fpeak againft thy grace
With a blafpheming tongue.
2 When in the form of mortal man
Thy fon on earth was found,
With cruel (landers, falfe and vain,
They compafs'd him around.
3 Their mis'ries his cornpaffion move,
Their peace he ftill purfu'd ; '
They render hatred for his love,
And evil for his good.
4. Their malice rag'd without a caufe,
Yet with his dying breath
He pray'd for murd'rers on his crofs,
And blefs'd his foes in death.
,5 Lord fhall thy bright example fhinc
In vain before my eyes ;
Give me a foul akin to thine,
To love mine enemies.
6 The Lord fhall on my fide engage,
And in my Saviour's name *•
I fhall defeat their pride and rage,
Who flander and condemn.
_P S A L M CX. Firft part. Long Metre.
drift exalted, and multitudes converted \ or, The fuccefs of
thegofpel
I 'yHUS God th' eternal Father fpake
■*- To Chrift the fon: '< Afeend and fit
<c At my right hand, till I fhall make
" Thy foes fubmiffire at thy feet.
210 PSALMS.
g " 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,
o M That day fhall fhow thv pow'r is great,
" When faints fhall flock with willing minis,
*< And finners croud thy temple gate,
*' Where holinefs in beauty fhine*."
4 O bkffed pow'r ! O glorious day !
What a large vicl'ry fhall enfue !
And converts, who thy grace obey:
Exceed the drops of morning, dew.
PSALM CX. Second part. Long Metrs.
The kingdom and pricftheed of Qirift.
i rr^HUS the great Lord of earth and fea
X Spake to his Son, and thus he fwore :
*• Eternal fhall thy prieflhood be,
" And change from hand to hand no more
2 «* Aaron and all his fons muff die;
" Bui-everlafting life is thine,
" To fave for ever thofe that fly
11 For refuge from the wrath divine.
3 » By me Melchifedeck was made
" On earth a king and prieft at once ;
" And thou, my heav'nly prieft, fhalt plead,
" And thou, my king, fhalt rule my ions."
4 Jefus the prieft afcends his throne,
While counfels of eternal peace,
Between the Father and the Son,
Proceed with honour and fuccefs.
c Through the whole earth his reign fhall fpread,
And crufh the pow'rs that dare rebel;
Then fhall he judge the riling dead,
And fend the guilty world to hell.
6 Though, while he treads his glorious way,
He drinks the cup of threats and blood,
The fuii'rings of that dreadful day
Shall but advance him near to God.
P S A L M S«
£ S A L M CX. Common metre.
JChrtJ's kingdom and priefthood.
ESUS, our Lord, afcend thy throne,
And near thyTather fit;
In Zion fhall thy power be known,
And make thy foes fubmffe.
e What wonders fhall thy gofoel do • '
Thy concerts fhall furpafs
The numerous drops of morning dew.
And own thy fov'reigri grace.
3 God hath pronoune'd a firm decree,
Nor changes what he fwore ■ '
" Eternal fhall thy priefthood be,
" When Aaron is no more.
4 " Melchiiedeck, that wondrous prieft,
" That king of high degree,
• That holy man, who Abraham bleft,
" Was but a type of thee."
5 Jefus, our prieft, forever lives,
To plead for us above ;
Jefus, our king, forever gives
The bleffings of his love.
<5 God fhall exalt his glorious head
■«, 71lnd,hls,.hishthronemailitain,
WhnV P°WerS '^ PnnCeS dead, -
Who dare oppofe his reiim
PSALM CXI. Firfl nart 'r
tu n , Pait -Common Metre,
St of1lmmonal Praife belong
>^. To my almighty God ^ 6
He has my heart and he my tongue,
To fpread his name abroad
2 H°WHoew ^ W°rks hk hand has bought*
How glorious in our fight? b '
And men mev'ry age have foUght
His wonders, with delight
How fair and beauteous Nature's fame I
n;c " r Wlfe th etei™l mind !
w;« > , l" CLe«iai mind •
*hat his firfl thoughts defign'd.
ALMS,
4 When ha redeem'd his chofen fons.
He fix'd his cov'nant fure;
The orders that his lips pronounce
To endlefs years endure.
g Nature and time, and earth and fkies^
Thy heav'nly {kill proclaim-,
What (hall we do to make us wife,
But karn to read thy name ?
6 To fear thy power, to truft thy grace,
Is our d'ivineit fkill ?
And he's the wifeftof our race
Thatbeft obeys thy will.
PSALM CXI. Second part. Common Metre.
The pcrfecTions of God.
t (~> REAT is the Lord ; his works of might
\J Demand our nobleftfongs :
Let his affembled faints unite
Thei harmony of tongues.
5, 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
a They that would grow divinely wife,
Mult with his fear begin;
Our faireft proof of knowledge lies
In hating ev'ry fin.
PSALM CXII. Asthen3thPfalm.
Thcbkfivgs of the liberal man.
i HHHAT man is blefs'd, who ftands in awe
A Of God, and loves his facred law :
His feed on earth fhall be renown'd ;
His houfe the feat of wealth fhall be,
An unexhaufted treafury,
And with fucceflive honours crown d:
PSALMS.
His liberal favours he extends.
To fame h° gi\ es, to others lends ;
A generous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs,
He faves by prudence in affairs,
Ai d thus he'sjuft co all mankind,
His hands, while -hey his alms bePcow'd,
His glorv's future harveft fow'd :
The fu-eet remembrance of thejuft
Like a green root, revives and bears
Atrainof bleffings for his heirs,
When dying nature fleeps in duft.
Befet with threat'ning dangers round,
Unmov'd fhall he maintain his ground ;
His confeience holds his courage up :
The foul that's fill'd with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night;
And fees, in darknefs, beams of grace.
PAUSE.
5 111 tidings never can furprife
His heart, that, fix'd, on God relies,
Tho' waves andtempeft rear around:
Safe on a rock he fits, and fees
The fhipwreck of his enemies,
And all their Tiope and glory drown'd,
The wicked fhali his triupmh fee,
And gnaflb their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations croft ;
They and their envy, pride and foite,
Sink down to everlailing night,
And all their names in darknefs loft.
P S A L M CXII. Long Metre.
Thi blijfings of the pious and charitat-le.
rT"HRICE happy man, who fesrs the Lord,
-*- Loves his commands, and trufts his word;
Honour and peace his days attend,
And bleffings to his feed defcend.
Compaffion dwells upon his mind,
To works of jnercy ftillinclin'd :
He lends the poor fome prefent aid,
Or gives them, not to be repaid.
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3 When times grows daik. and tidings fpread,-
That fill his neighbour round with dread,
His heart is arna'd againil the fear,
For God, with all his power, is there.
4 His fpirit fix'd upon the Lord,
Draws heav'nly courage from his word ;
Amidil the daiknefs light fhall rife,
To cheer his heart and blefs hi6 eyes.
£ He hath difpers'd his alms abroad,
His works are ftill before his God ;
His name on earth fhall long remain,
While envious tinners rage in vain,
PSALM CXI I. Common Metre
Liberality rewarded.
x T TAPPY is he that fears the Lord,
X~l And follows his commands,
Who lends the poor without reward,
Or gives with Jiberal hands.
2 As pity dwells within his breaft
To all the fons of need :
So God fhall anfwer his requeft
With bleffings on his feed.
3 No evil tidings fhall furprife
His well eftablifhed mind ;
His foul to God, hi9 refuge, flies,
And leaves his fears behind,
a In times of danger and diftrefs
Some beams of light fhall fhine,
To {hew the world his righteoufnefs,
And give him peace divine.
5 His works of piety and love
Remain before the Lord ;
Honour on earth, and joys above,
Shall be his fure reward.
. P S A L Vf S.
PSALM CXIIT. Proper Tune.
T/ie majejly and condefcenfwn of God.
i "VT'E that delight to ferve the Lord,
X The honours of his name record —
His facred name forever blefs :
Where'er the circling fun difplays
His riiing beams or fetting rays,
Let lands and feas his power confefs.
2 Nortime, nor nature's narrow rounds,
Can give his vaft dominion bounds,
The heav'ns are far below his height %
Let no created greatnefs dare
With our eternal God compare,
Arm'd with his uncreated might.
3 He bows his glorious head to view
What the bright hofts of angels do, •
And bends his care to mortal things ;
His fov'reign hand exalts the poor,
He takes the needy frorn the door,
And feats them on the thrones of kings,
4 When childlefs families defpair,
He fends the blefiings 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 praife.
PSALM CXI 1 1. Long Metre,
God foverdgn and gracious.
i "\7"E fervants of th' almighty King,
X In ev'ry age his glories fing ; .
Whe'er the fun mall rife or fet,
The nations ihall his praife repeat.
2 Above the earth, beyond the iky,
His throne of glory fiands on high;
Nor time nor place his power reftrain,
Nor bound his univerfal reign.
3 Which of the fons of Adam dare,
Or angels with their God compare ?
His glories how divinely bright !
Who dwells in uncreated light !
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4 Beh< Id Lis love ! he (loops to view
What faints aboy a .1 angels do !
And ccrri icei-ds; yet more, to know
The mean aft sirs of men below !
$ From drift and cottages obfeure
His grace exalts the humble pour !
Gives them the honour of his fons,
And fits them for their heav'nly thrones,
[6 A word of his creating voice
Can make the barren houfe rejoice;
Though Sarah's ninety years were pair,
The promifs'd feed is born at laft.
7 With joy the mother views her fon,
And tells the wonders God has done ;
Faith may grow firong when fenfe defpairs ;
If nature fails, the promife besrs. J
PSALM, CXIV. Long Metre.
Miracles attending If rod's journey.
1 TTT7HEN Ifrael, freed from Pharaoh's hand :
V V Left the proud tyrant and his land,
The tribes, with cheerful homage, own
Their king, and Judah was his throne.
2 Acrofs 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 fheep —
Like lambs, the little hillocks leap !
Not Sinai on her bafe could ftand,
Confcious of fov'reign power at hand.
4 What power could make the deep divide —
Make Jordan backward roll his tide ?
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ?
And whence the dread that Sinai feels ?
£ Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood
Retire and know th' approaching God,
The King of Ifrael : fee him here !
Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear.
PSALMS.
*3 He thunders, and all nature mourns,
The rock to {landing pools he turns ;
Flinis fpring with fountains, at his word,
A::d lire and leas cenfefs the Lord.
PSAL M CXV. Fiift Metre.
The true God our refuge ; or, idolatry reproved.
i "iVJOT to ourfelves, who are but dull —
i. N Not to ourfelves is glory due,
Eternal God, thou onlyjuft.
Thou only gracious, wile and true.
2 Difplay to earth thy dreadful name :
Why mould a heathen's haughty tongue
Iafult us, and, to raife our fhame.
Say, li Where's the God you've ferv'd fo lorn
3 The God we ferve, maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the fkies ;
Thro' all the earth his will- is done,
He knows our groans, he hears our cries.
4 But the vain idols they adore,
Are fenfelefs fiiapes of ftone and wood ;
At beft -a mafs of glittering ore.
A lilver faint, or golden god.
•_5 With eyes and- ears they carve the head ;
Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind ;
In vain are coftly offerino-s made,
And vows are fcatter'd in the wind.
6 Their feet wTere never made to move.
Nor hands to fave, when mortals pray ;
Mortals, that pay them fear or love,
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.]
7 O Ifrael, make the Lord thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy reft ;
The Lord mall build thy ruins up,'
And blels the people and the prieft.
8 The dead no more can fpeak thy praife —
They dwell in lilence in the grave ;
But we ihall live to uag thy grace,"
And tell the world thy power to fave.
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PSALM CXV. Second Metre. As the new tunc
of the 50th Pfalm.
Idolatry reproved.
1 \ JOT to our names, thou onlyjuft and true,
jL % Not to our worthlefs names is glory d ue
Thy power and grace, thy truth and juftice claim
Immortal honours to thy fov'reign name :
Shine thro' the earth, from heav'n thy bleft abode ;
Nor let the heathens fay," Where is your God?"
fi Heav'n is thine higher court : there ftands thy throne,
And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done :
God fram'd this earth — the ftarry heav'ns he fpread
But fools adore the Gods their hands have made ;
The kneeling croud, with looks devout behold
Their filver faviours, and their faints of gold.
3 Vain are thofe artful fhapes of eyes and ears —
The molten image neither fees nor hears ;
Their hands are helplefs, nor their feet can move,
They have no fpeech,nor thought, norpow'r-.nor love;
Yet fottifh mortals make their long complaints
To their deaf idols, and their iifelefs faints.
I The rich have ftatues well adorn'd with gold ;
The poor, content with Gods of coarfer mould,
With tools of iron carve the fenfelefs flock,
Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock ;
People andprieft drive on the folemn trade,
And truft the gods that faws and hammers made.]
5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd! 'Tis hard to fay
Which are more flupid, or their gods, or they.
O Ifrael, truft the Lord : he hears and fees,
He knows thy forrows, andreftores thy peace;
His worfhip does a thoufand comforts yield,
He is thy help, and he thine heavn'ly fhield.
6 In God we truft : our impious foes in vain
Attempt our ruin, and oppofe his reign ;
Had they prevail'd, darknefs had clos;d our days,-
And death and filence had forbid his piaife :
But we are fav'd, and live : — Let fongs avife,
And Zion blefs the God that built the flue*.
PSALMS, 219
PSALM CXVI. Firft part. Common Metre.
Recovery from fickn^fs.
1 T LOVE the Lord : he heard my cries,
X And pity'd every groan,
Long as I live, when troubles rife,
I'll haften to his throne.
2 I love the Lord : he bow'd his ear,
And chas'd my griefs away :
Oh let my heart no, more defpair,
When I have breath to pray.
3 My flefh declin'd, my fpirirs fell,
And I drew near the dead,
While inward pangs and fears of hell
Perplex'd my wakeful head.
4 « My God, (I cry'd) thy fervant fave,
" Thou ever good andjeft;
" Thy power can refcue from the grave,
" Thy power is all my truil."
5 The Lord beheld me fore diftreft,
He bade 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 death.
And dry'd my falling tears :
Now to his prarfe I'll fpend my breath,
And my remaining years.
PSALM CXVI. ver. 12, &c. Second pai ; \
Common Metre.
Thanks for privace deliverance,
1 "% T THAT, fhall I render to my God
V V For all his kindnefs fhown ?
My feet fhall vifit thine abode,
My fongs addrefs thy throne.
2 Among the faints that fill thine houfe^
My offerings fnall be paid ;
There fhall my zeal perform the yews
My foul in anguifh made.
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220 r S A L M S.
3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever-bleiTed God !
How dear thy fervants in thy fight !
How precious is their blood I
4 How happy all thy fervants are !
How great thy grace to me !
My life, which thou haft made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.
5 Now I am thine, forever thine,
Nor fhall my purpofe move ;
Thy hands has ioos'd my bonds of pain,
And bound me\vith thy love.
6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record :
Witnefs, ye faints, who hear me now,
If I forfake the Lord.
PSALM CXVtl. Common Metre.
P?aife to God from all nations.
i f~^\ ALL ye nations, praife the Lord,
V^/ Each with a dirl'rent tongue ;
In ev'ry language learn his word,
And let his name be fung.
2. His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry land ;
Proclaim his grace abroad ;
Forever firm his truth mall ftand —
Praife ye the faithful God.
PSALM CXVII. Long Metre.
i T^ROM all that dwell below the fkies
X Let the Creator's praife arife ;
Let the Redeemer's name be fung
Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
S Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attend thy word ;
Thy praife (hall found from fhore tofhore,
'Xili funs fhall fee and rife no more.
PSALM CXVII. Short Metre.
l HHHY name, almighty Lord,
JL Shall fouiu thro' diflant lands :
Great is thy grace, and furethy word :
Thy tiuih forever ftaeds.
PSALMS. *
2 Far be thine honour fpread,
And long thy praife endure.
'Till morning light and ev'niug (hade
Shall be exchang'd no more.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 6,-15. Firft part.
Common Metre.
Deliverance from a tumult.
1 r~pHE Lord appears my helper now,
JL Nor is my faith afraid
What all the ions of earth can do,
Since heav'n affords its 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 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is ftrong
In him rav lips rejoice ;
While his falvation is my long,
Hoy/ cheerful is my voice !
a Like angry beesJhey girt me round ;
When God appears tlhey fly :
So burning thorns,, with crackling found,
Make a fierce Uaze, and die.
5 Toy to the faints and peace belongs :
The Loia protects their days :
Letlfrael tune immortal fongs
To his almighty grace.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 17,-7-21. Scccrd --■:
Common Metre.
Public praife for deliverance from Heath.
1 T ORB, thou haft heard thy fervaat cry,
.Li And relcu'd from the grave ;
Now fhall he live : (and none can die,
If God refolve to fave.)
2 Thy praife more conftant than Lefoif,
Shall fiil his daily breath ;
hand, that hath chaftis'd him fore,
Diizr.di him ftill from death.
£22 PSALMS.
3 Open the gate of Zion now,
For we {hall worfhip there,
The houfe where all the- righteous go,
Thy mercy to declare.
4 Among th' affembhes of thy faints
Our thankful voice we raife ;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we fpeak thy praife.
PSALM CXVIII. Ver. 22, 23. Third part.
Common Metre.
Chrijl the foundation of the chunk.
1 T> EHOLD the fure foundation flone
-D Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'uly hopes upon,
And his eternal praifc.
2 Chofen of God, to fmners deai,
And faints adore the name,
They truft their whole falvation here,
Nor fhall they fuller fhame.
,3 The foolifh builders, fcribe and priefc,
Rejea it with difdain ;
' Tirm on this rock the church fhall reft,
And envy rage in vain.
4 What tho' the gates of hell withftood ?
Yet muft this building rife :
•"Tis thy own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.
PSALM CXVIII. . ver. 24, 25, 26. Fourth part.
Common Metre.
Htfanna ; the Lord's day ; or, Ckrift's rejurreclim,
and our falvation.
1 ^HIS is the day the Lord hath mack,
X He calls the hours his own ;
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praife furround the throne.
2 To-day he rofe and left the dead ;
And Satan's empire fell —
To-day the faints his triumph fprcad,
And all his Wonders tell.
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PSALMS
3 Kofanna to th5 anointed king,
To David's holy fon,
Help us, O Lord ; defcend and b:
" Salvation from thy thione.
4 Blefs 'd is the Lord, who comes to men
With meffages of grace;
Who comes in God his Father's name,
To fave our fistful race.
.5 Hofanna, in the higheft ftraitys, . .
The church on earth can raife ; _
The higheft heav'ns. in which he reigns,
Shall give him- nobler praife.
P S A L M CXVI1L ver. 22,-27. Short Metre.
An hofanna for the Lord's day t or, A nczv Jong of
falmtion by Chrijl.
1 Q E£ what a living ftone
O The builders did refufe ;
Yet God hath built his church thereon
In fpite of envious jews.
2 The fcribe and angry prieft - .
Reject thine only Son .
Yet on this rock fhall Zion'reft,
As the chief corner ftoae.
3 The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wondrous in our eyes :
This day declares it all divine,
This day did Jefus rife.
4> This is the glorious day
That our Redeemer made ;
Let us rejoice, and fing, and pray,
Let all the church be glad.
5 Hofanna to the king
Of David's royal blood :
Blefs him, ye faints, he comes to bring
Salvation from your Gcd.
6 We blefs thine holy word,
Which all this grace difplays ;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our faciiEce of praife,'
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824 PSALMS.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 22,-27. Long Metre.
An hofanna for the Lord's day ; or, A new Jb*ng of
falv&tion by drift.
1 T O, what a glorious Corner-itone
1^1 The Jewifli builders did refufe !
But God hath bulk his church thereon,
In ipite of envy, and the Jews.
2 Great God, the work is all divine,
The joy and wonder of our eyes ;
This is the day that proves it thinej*
The day that faw our Saviour rile.
3 Sinners rejoice, and faints be glad ;
Hofanna, let his 7iame be biefs'd ;
A thoufand honorus on his htad,
With peace, and light, and glory, reft !
4 In God's own nam? he comes to bring
Salvation to our dying race ;
Let the whole church addrefs their Kincr
With hearts of joy, and iongs of praife.
I have colleftcd and difpofed of the. mod ufeful ver"
fes of the cxixth Pfalm under eighteen different heads,
and formed a divine fong upon each of them. But the
vcrfes are much tranfpofed, to attain fome degree of
Connection.
In fome places, among the words latu, commands,
judgments, teflimonies, I have ufed gofpcL uord, truth,
'grx:z,_ promifes, &cc. as more agreeable to the New
Teflament, and the common language of Chriilians, and
it equally anfw srs the defign of the Pialmiit, which was
to recommend the holy Scripture.
PSALM CXIX. Firft part. Common Metre.
The blejftdvefs of faints. ar:d mijery of Jinners.
Ver. 1, 2, 3.
1 T>LESS'D arc the undehTd in heart,
-O Whofe ways are right and clean ;
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'iy fin.
PSALMS. 22,5
2 Blefs'd are the men that keep thy word,
And practice thy commands :
With their whole heart they fc'ek the Lord,
And ferve thee with their hands.
Ver. 165.
•< Great is their peace who love thy law ;
How firm their fouls abide!
Nor can a bold temptation draw
Their Heady feet afide.
Ver. 6.
4 Then fhall my heart have inward joy,
And keep my face from fhame,
When all thy ftatutes I obey
And honour all thy name.
Ver.' 21, it 8.
c But haughty finners God will hate,
The proud fhall die accurs'd ;
" The fens of falsehood and deceit
Are trodden to the dull.
J.'.." " Ver. 119, 155.
6-' Vile as the drofs the wicked are :
And thofe that leave thy ways
"..Shall fee falvation from afar,
But never tafte thy grace.
PSALM CXIX. Second part.
Secret devotion andfpiritual-mindednefs ; or, Conjlant con-
vcrjl zvitk God.
.Ver. 147, 55.
"1 r"jPOLhee, before the dawning light,
JL My gracious God, I pray;
•'• I meditate thy name by night,
And keep thy law by day.
Ver.' 81.
•/2 My fpirit faints to feethygrace,
Thy promife bears me up ;
And while falvation long delays,
Thy word fupports my hope.
Ver. 164.
3 Sev'n times a day I lift my hands*,
And pay mv thanks to thee :
Thy righteous providence demands
Repeated praife f:om me,
226 PSALMS.
Ver. 62.
4 When midnight darknefs veils the fkies,
I call thy works to mind,
My thoughts in warm devotation rife,
And fweet acceptance find.
P S A L :,I C::iX. Third part.
Proftjfions offincerity, repentance and obedience.
Ver. 57. 60.
1 HPHOU art my portion, O my God ;
JL Soon as I know thy way,
My heart makes haiie t' obey thy word,
And fuffers no delay.
Ver. 13, 14.
2 I chufe the path of heav'nly truth,
And glory in my choice :
Not all the riches of the earth
Could make me fo rejoice.
3 The teftimonies of thv grace,
I fet before mine eyes ;
Thence I derive my daily ftrength,
And here my comfort lies.
Ver. 59.
4 If once I wander from thy path,
I think upon my ways,
Then turn my feet to thy commands,
And triift thy pard'ning grace.
Ver. 94. 112.
5 Now am I thine, forever thine,
O fave thy fervant, Lord,
Thou art my ftreld, my hiding place;
My hope is in thy word.
Ver. 112.
6 Thou haft inclin'd this heart of mine
Thyftatutes to fulfil;
And thus till mortal life fhallend,
Would I perform thy -will.
P S A L M S.
PSALM CXIX. Fourth part,
Ir.Jlrucl ion from Scripture.
Ver. 9.
1 T TOW fhail the young fecure their hearts,
JTX And guard their lives from tin ?
Thy word the choiceft rules imparts
To keep the confcience clean.
Ver. 130
2 When once it enters to the mind,
It fpreads fuch life abroad,
The meaneft fouls inftru&ion find,
And raife their thoughts to God.
Ver. 105.
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". 9£. 100.
4 The men that keep thy law with care,
And meditate thy word.
Grow wifer than their teachers are,
And better know the Lord.
Ver. 104. 113.
§ Thy precepts make me truly wife ;
I hate the finners road :
I hate my own vain thoughts that rife,
But love thy law my God.
Ver. 89, 90, gi.
[6 The (tarry heav'ns thy rule obey,
The earth maintains her place ;
And thefe thy fervants, night and day,
Thy (kill and pow'r expreis.
7 But ftill thy law and gofpel. Lord,
Have lelTons more divine :
Nor earth (lands firmer than thy word,
Nor itars fo nobly fhine.]
Ver. 190, 140, 9, ng.
8 Thy word is everlafting truth,
How pure is ev'ry page!
Tkatholy book fhail guide our youth,
And well fupport our age.
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228 PSALMS.
P S A L M CXIX. Fifth part.
Ddightin fcripturc; or, The word of God dwelling in u:
Ver. 07. t
1 f^% HOW I love thy holy law !
V-/ "^Tis cbiiyrny de
And thence m\ meditations draw
Divine adv;c£ by :.
Ver. 148.
2 My waking eyes prevent the day
To meditate thy word :
My foul with longing melts away
To hear thy golpel, Lord.
Vet. 3^l3> 5i-
3 Thy heav'nly words my heart engage
And well employ my tongue !
And, in my tiicfome pilgrimage,
Yield me a heav'nly long.
Ver. 19, 103,
4 Am la {hanger, or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feaft
Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the tafte.
Ver 72, 127.
g No treasures fo enrich the mind ;
Nor mail thy word be fold
For loads of filver well refin'd,
Nor heaps of choiceft gold.
Ver. 28, 49, 175.
6 When nature finks, and fpirits droop,
Thy promifes of grace
Are pillars to fupport my hope,
And there I write thy praife.
PSAL M CXIX. Sixth part.
Hoi 'ine fs and com fort from the word.
Ver. 128.
x T ORD, I efteem thy judgments, right,
JLj And all thy ftatutesjuft;
Thence I maintain a constant fight
With ev'ry flatt'ring lufh
!> S A L M 5. 225
Ver. .97, 9.
2 Thy precepts often I furvey :
I keep thy law in fight,
Through all the ivas'nefs of the day,
To form my actions right.
Ver. 62.
3 My heart in midnight iilence cries,
:' How fweet thy comforts be !"
My thoughts in holy wonder rife,
And bring their thanks to thee,
Ver. 162.
4 And when my fpirit drinks her fill,
At feme good word of thine ;
Not mighty men, that fhare the fpoil,
Have joys compar'd to mine.
PSAL M CXIX. Seventh part.
Imperfection of nature, and perfection offcripture.
Ver. 96. paraphrafed.
all the Heathen writers join,
LET
To
form one perfect, boo*
Great God, if once compar'd with thine^
How mean their writings look !
2 Not the moft perfect, rules they gave,
Could fhew one fin forgiv'n,
Nor lead one Hep beyond the grave ;
But thine conduct to heav'n.
3 I've feen an end to what we call
Perfection here below ;
How {hort the pow'rs of nature fait,
And can no farther go.
4 Yet men would fain be jail with God,
By works their hands have wrought ;
di
Extend to every thought.
5 In vain we boaft perfection here,
While fin defiles our frame,
And links our virtues down fo far,
They fcaice deferve the name.
23O PSALMS.
6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace,
Fall far below thy word ;
But perfect truth and righteoufnefs
Dwell only wiih the Lord.
PSALM CXIX. Eighth part.
The excellency and variety of fcripiur:.
Ver. 3. paraphrased.
1 T ORD, I have made thy word my choice,
A^i My lading heritage;
There fhall my noblefl pow'rs rejoice,
My warmeft thoughts engage.
2 111 read the hifb'ries of thy love,
And keep thy laws in fight, .
While through the psomifes I rove,
With evtr-frefh delight.
3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown,
Where fprings of life arife,
Seeds of immortal blifs are fown,
And hidden glory lies.
4 The beft relief that mourners have,
It makes our forrows blefs'd ;
Our faireft hopes beyond the grave,
And our eternal reft.
P S A L M CXIX. Ninth part.
Defne cj knoivkdge.
Ver. 6 4, 68, 18.
1 rT",HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord !
X How good thy works appear !
Open my eyes to read thy word,
And fee thy wonders there.
Ver. 73- ^5-
2 My heart was fafliion'd by thy hand.
My fervice is thy due ;
O make thy fervant underftand
The duties I muft do.
Ver. 19.
3 Since I'm a ftrangei here below,
Thy path, O! do not hide;
But mark the road my'feet mould go,
And be my conftant guide.
S A L M S. 23t
Ver. a 6.
ways
4 When I confefs'd my wandering
Thou heard'it my foul complain ;
Grant rae the teachings of thy grace,
Or I fhall ftray again.
Ver. 33, 34.
5 If God to me his ftatutes fhev/,
And heav'nly truth impart,
His work, for ever, I'll purfue,
His law fhall rule my heart.
6 This was my comfort when I bore
Variety of grief ;
It made me learn thy word the more,
And fly t© that relief.
Ver. 51.
[7 In vain the proud deride me now j
I'll ne'er forget thy law,
Nor let that bleffed golpel go,
Whence all my hopes I draw.
Ver. 27. 171.
.8 When I have learn'd my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his ways ;
My thankful lips, infpir'd with zeal,
Shall fing aloud his praife.]
PSALM CXIX. Tenth part.
Pleading the promffes.
Ver. 38; 49.
1 T> EHOLD thy waiting fervant, lord,
_D Devoted to thy fear ;
Remember and confirm thy word,
For all my hopes are there.
* Ver. 41, 58, 107.
2 Haft thou not fent falvation down,
Aud promis'd quick'ning grace ?
Doth not my heart addrefs thy throne ?
And yet thy love delays.
Ver. 123, 42.
3 Mine eyes for thy falvation fail ;
O bear thy fervant up ;
- Nor let the fcoffing lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my hope.
O0.3 PSALMS.
Ver. 4g, 74.
4 Didit thou not raife niy huh. O Lord ?
Then let thy truth appear :
Saints thai! rejoice in my reward,
And fruit as well as .
P S A L M CXIX. Eleventh Part.
Breathing after holinefs.
Ver. 5, 33.
i /~X THAT the Lord would guide my ways
V_>/ To keep his ftatutes ftill I
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will !
Ver. 29.
2 O fend thy Spirit defwn to write
■ law upon my hear: !
Nor let my tongue indulge d
Nor acx the liar's parr.
Ver. o-
3 From vanity turn \es;
Let no corrupt defign,
Nor covetous deiires arife
ithin this foul of mine.
Ver. 133.
4 Order my Footfteps by thy word,
And make my heart fincere ;
Let fin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conference clear.
Ver. 176.
£ My foul hath gone too faT atlray,
My feet too often flip ;
Yet fmce I keep in mind thy way,
Reftore thy wand'ring fheep.
Ver. 35.
€ Make me to walk in thy commands^
Tisa delightful roaa ;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands.
Offend againft my God.
P 3 A L M 3. 23i
P S A L M CXIX. Twelfth Part.
Breathing after comfort and delkxrance.
Ver. t53.
1 l\/f Y G«d5 confider my dtitrefs,
JLV1. Let mercy plead my caufe ;
Though I have fmn'd againft thy grace,
1 ne'er forget thy laws.
Ver. 39, 116.
2 Forbid, forbid the Qiarp reproach,
Which I fo juftly fear ;
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Nor let my fhame appear.
Ver. 122, 135.
3 Ee thou a furety, Lord, forme,
Xor let the proud oprrefs ;
But make thy waiting fervant fee
The fhinings of thy face.
Ver. 81.
4 My eyes with expectation fail,
My heart within me cries,
" When will the Lord iiis trtith fulfil,
{i And bid my comforts rife ?"
Ver. 132.
j Look down upon my forrows, Lord,
And (how thy grace the fame,
Thy tender mercies ftiil afford
To thofe that love thy name.
PSALM CXIX. Thirteenth Part.
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Holy fear, and tendernefs of confeience.
Ver. 10.
ITH my whole heart I've fought thy "ace,
O let me never ftrav
From thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the Tinner's way.
a Thy word I've plac'd within my heart,
To keep my confeience clean,
And be an everlafting guard
From ev'ry rifmg fin.
234: f 3 A L M «t
Vcr- 63' 53> »5&
3 I'm a companion of the faints,
Who fear and love the Lord ;
My forrows rife, my nature faints,
When men tranfgrefs thy word.
Vcr. i6t, 163.
4 While hnners do thy gofpel wrong,
My fpirit ftands in awe;
My fom 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 flefh, with holy trembling fears
The judgments of the Lord.
Ver. 166, 174.
6 Mv God. I long, I hope I wait,
For thy falvation flail ;
While thy whole lav/ is my delight,
And I obey thy will.
PSALM CXIX, Fourteenth part.
Benefit cj afflictions, and fupport under then.
Ver. 153, 81, 82.
I f~^ OXSIDER all my forrows, Lord,
K_y And thy deliver ance fend ;
My foul for thy falvation faints,
When will my troubles end ?
Ver. 7 1 .
? Yet I have found 'iis good for me
To bear my father's rod ;
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.
Ver. 50.
3 This is the comfort I emoy,
When new diftrefs begins,
I read thy word, I run thy way,
And hate my former lins.
Ver. 92.
4 Had not thy word been my delight
Wen eart ily joys v ere fled,
Myfou'. opprefs'd with forrow 's weight.
Had funk amoriirft the aead.
P S A L M S.' 3j£
Ver. 75?
5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right.
Though they may feem fevere;
The fharpeft fufferings I endure,
Flow from thy faithful care,
Ver. 67.
6 Before I knew thy chaft'ning rod
My feet were apt to ftray ;
But now I learn to keep thy wordj
Nor wander from thy way.
PSALM CXIX. Fifteenth part.
Holy resolutions.
Ver. 93.
2 f~\ THAT thy ftatutes ev'ry hour
J<J? Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And daily peace I find.
Ver. i5. 16.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my fweet employ ;
My foul fhall ne'er forget thy word
Thy word is all my joy.
Ver. 32.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
it thou my heartdifcharge
From fin and fa tan's hateful chains,
And fet my feet at large.
4 My lips with courage {^declare
TLyfetutesarithyname;
t * u 1 r Ver" 6l' 69> 70,
5 Let barms of perfecutors rife
To rob me of my right
let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delist
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P mT^^ wi^ed°race,
Whofe hands and hearts are iL
I love my God, I Jove his way.
And muft obey his will Y
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V S A L M S.
PSAL M CXIX. Sixteenth part.
A prayer for quickening grace.
Ver. 25, 37.
jVJL Lord, give me life divine :
from vain defires, and ev'ry lull,
Turn off thefe eyes of mine.
2 I need the influence of thy grace
To fpeed me in thy way,
Left I mould loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet aftray.
Ver. 107.
a When fore afflictions prefs me dswn.
° I need thy quick'ning pow'rs;
Thy word; that I have wieffed on,
Shall help my heavieft'houis.
Ver. 156. 40.
i Are not thy mercies fov'reign fhll,
And thou a faithful God ?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav'nly road ?
Ver. 159, 40.
t Does not my heart thy precepts love,
And long to fee thy lace ?
And yet how flow my fpmts move
Without enliv'ning grace !
Ver. 93.
6 Then fhall I love thy goipel more,
And ne'er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick1 mng pow r
To draw me near the Lord.
PSALM CXIX. Seventeenth part. Long Metre.
Grace Jhining in difficulties and trials.
Ver. 143, 28.
1 1 X THEN oain and anguifh feize me, Lord,
W All my fupport is from thy word ;
My foul diffolves for heavinefs ;
Uphold me with thy Oiength'mng grace,
? S A X, M S, c
Ver. 51, 6g, 110.
ft The proud have fram'd their feoffs and lies.
They watch my feet with envious eyes,
They tempt my foul to fnares and fin :
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.
Ver. 161, 78.
S They hate me, Lord, without a caufe,
They hate to fee me love thy laws ;
But I will truft and fear thy name,
Till pride and malice die with fhame.
-r „.. P S A L M CXIX. Laftparr.
SahSifieJ affliftions ; or, Delight in the zvordof%God
Ver. 67, 50.
1 Tp ATHER I blefs thy gentle hand;
X How kind was thy chailifing rod,
That fore'd my confeience to a ftand,
And brought my wand "ring foul to God !
2 Foolim and vain, I went aftray,
Ere I had felt thy fcourges, Lord,
I left my guide, and loft my way :
But now I love and keen thy word
Ver. fi.
3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
._. For Pride is 2P^ to rife and fwell ;
' I is good to bear my father's ftroke,
That I might learn his ftatutes well.
Ver. 72.
4 The laws that iffues from thy mouth
Shall raife my cheerful paffions more
lnan all the treafures of the fouth,
Or richeft hills of golden ore,
.5 Thy hands have mad« my mortal frame,
Thy fpint form'd my foul within •
Teach me to know thy wond'rous name,
And guard me fafe from death and fin.
6 Then all that love and fear th?Lord
At my falvation (hall rejoice ;
Tor I have trufted in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice,
230 f S A L M S.
P S A L M CXX. Common Metre.
Complaint cfquarrelfome neighbours; or. a devout voifli for peace c
x ^HOU God of love, thou ever-bleft,
JL Pity my fuff'iirgftate;
When wilt thou fet my foul at reft;
From lips that love deceit ?
a Hard lot of mine ! My days are caft
Among the fons of ftrife,
Whofe never-ceafing quarrels wade
My golden hours of life.
3 O might I fly to change my place,
How would I choTeto dwell
In fome wide louefome wild erne fs
And leave thefe gates of hell !
3 Peace is the blefiing that I feek,
How lovely are its charms !
I am for peace ; but when I fpeak,
They all declare for arms.
5 New paflions dill their fouls engage,
And keep their malice ftrong :
What fhall be done to curb thy rage,
O thou devouringtongue!
"/ Should burning arrows fmite thee thro'
Strict juflice would approve ;
But I would rather fpare my foe,
And melt his heart with love.
PSALM CXXI. long Metre.
Divine proteBion.
1 T TP to the hills I lift mine eyes,
V_J Th' eternal hills beyond the fkies ;
Thence all her help my foul derives ;
There my almighty refuge lives.
Si He lives ; the everlafting God,
That built the world, that fpread the flood ;
The heav'ns, with all their hoft, he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.
PSALMS.
S He guides our feet, he guards our way •
His morning fmilesadorn the day
He fpreadsthc ev'ningveil, and keeps
The filent hours while Ifrael fleeps,
4 Ifrael, a name divinely bleft >
May rife fecure, fecurelyreft;
ihy holy guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no ilumber, nor furprife.
5 No fun mill fmite thy head by dav
S°Vm £aIf moon with flckiy raV
Shall blaft thy couch ; no baleful Lt
Uarts his malignant fire fo far.
6 Su "5? *nd hdl wkh ma^e bur*,
Still thou fhall go and ftill return • '
Safe in the Lord ! his heavmly care
Defends thy life from ev'ryfnare
7 On thee foul fpirits have no power:
And in thy laft departing hour
Angels that trace the airy road,
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God.
PSALM CXXI Common Met,e
in u fTefervatt°n h day and m?h
^Oheav'n fift waitf ^
Th. I T5erueal|my h°Pes are laid I:
The Lord that built the earth and fci-.
Is my perpetual aid.
2 Their ftedfaft feet fhall never fall,
His ear attends the fofteft caII " ' .
His eyes can never fleep '
3HeWwSiDOUrweakeft Pavers
And watch 0ur moft unguarde h
Againftfurprifinghfrrn dWs
4 Ifi-aelrejoice, and reft fccure
„• T7rkfPeristheLord'
His wakerul eves employ hi3-pow^
F« thine eternal guard P '
Z3Q
•J^O PSALMS.
5 Not (torching fun, nor hckly mocn,
Shall have its leave to finite :
He fhields thy head from burning noon,
From blading damps at night.
3 He guards thy foul, he keeps thy breath
Where thickeil dangers come :
Go and return, fecurelrom death,
Till God commands thee home.
PSALM CXXI. As the 148th Pfalia,
God ou.rprefen<er.
1 T TPWARD I lift mine eyes,
KJ From God is all my aid ;
The God that built the fkies,
And earth and nature made ;
God is the tower
To which I flie :
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
s My feet fhall never Aide,
And fail in fatal ihares,
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fear?,
Thofe wakeful eyes,
That never fleep,
Shall Ifrael keep,
When dangers life.
3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blafts of evening air,
§hall take my health away,
If God be with me there :
Thotuart my fun,
And thou my fhade,
To guard my head
By night of- noon.
4 Haft thou not given thy word '
Tofave mylouhfrom death!
And I can truft my Lord
. To keep my mortal breath 5
I'll go and come, ^
Nor fear to die,_
'Till from on high
Thou call me home,
PSALMS. 24J
PSALM CXXIL Common Metre
H
Going to church.
OW did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly fay, •
<! In Zion let us all appear,
" And keep the lolemn day."
2 I love the gates, I love the road ;
The church, adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God,
To {hew his milder face.
3 Up to her courts, with joy unknown,
The holy tribes repair ;
The fon of David holds his throne,
And fits in judgment there.
4 He hears our praifes and complaints ;
An<d, while his awful voice
Divides the finners from the faints,
We tremble and rejoice.
5 Peace be within this facred place,
And joy a conftant gueft !
With holy gifts and heavenly grace
Be her attendants bleft !
6 My foul fhall pray for Zion ftill,
While life or breath remains;
There my beft friends, my kindred dwell,
There God my Saviour reigns.
PSALM CXXII. Proper tufee.
Going to Church.
1 T TOW pleas'd and blefs'd was I,
— XX To hear the people cry,
,; Come, let us feek our God to-day V3
Yes — with a chearful zeal
We hafte to Zion's hill,
And there our vows and honour pay.
2 Zion, thrice happy place,
Adorn'd with wondrous grace,
And walls of ftrength embrace thee round ;
In thee our tribes appear
To pray, and praile, and hear
The facred gofpel's joyful found.
24'2 PSALMS,
3 There David's greateft fori
Has fix'd his royal throne,
He fits for grace and judgment there ;
He bids the faints be glad,
He makes the hnnerfad,
And humble fouls rejoice with fear.
4 May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait
To blefs the foul of ev'iy gueft ;
The man that feeks thy peace^
And wifhes thine increafe,
A thoufandbleffings on him reit i
5 My tongue repeats her vows,
" Pe.ce to this facred houfe!''
V For here my friends and kindred dwell :
" And fince my glorious God
" Makes thee his bleft abode,
" My foul fhall ever love thee well."
Repeat the ^thjlanza to complete the tune.
P S A S M CXXlil. Common Metre.
Pleading withjubmijfion.
1 f~\ THOU whofe grace and juftice reign
V_>/ Enthron'd above the fkies,
To thee our hearts would tell their pain,
To thee we lift our eyes.
2 As fervants watch their matter's hand,
And fear the angry ftroke;
Or maids before their miftrefs ftand>
And waits a peaceful look ;
3 So for our fins, wejuftlyfeel
Thy difcipline, O God ;
Yet wait the gracious moment ftili,
'Till thou remove the rid.
4 Thofe that in wealth and pleafure live,
Our daily groans deride,
And thy delays of mercy give
Frefh courage to their pride.
5 Our foes infuk us, but our hope
In thy compattion lies ;
This thought fhall bear our fpirits up
That God will net defpile.
M S.
PSALM CXXIV. Common Metre.
God gives vi&ory.
H
When hofts againft us rofe,
Difplay'd his vengeance from above,
And crufh'd the conquering foes,
2 Their armies, like a raging flood,
Had fwept the guardlefs land,
Deftroy'd on earth his bleft abode,
And 'whelm'd our feeble land.
3 But fare beneath his fpreading fhield
His fons fecurely reft,
Defy the dangers, of the field,
And bare the fearlefs breaft.
4 And now our fouls (hall blefs the Lord,
Who broke the deadly fnare;
Who fav'd us from the murd'ring fword,
And made our lives his care.
5 Our help is in Jehovah's name,
Who form'd the heav'ns above ;
He that fupgprts their wond'rous frame,
Can guard his church by love.
PSALM CXXV. Common Metre.
'The faint's trial andfafety,
i T TNSHAKEN as the facred hill,
\U And firm, as mountains Hand,
Firm, as a rock, the foul fhall reft,
That trufts'th' almighty hand.
2 Not walls nor hills could guard fo well,
Old Salem's happy ground,
As thofe eternal arms of love ,
That ev'ry faint furround.
3 While tyrants are a fmarting fcdurge,
To drive them near to <Jod,
Divine compaflion will affuage
The fury of the rod.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with fouls fincere,-
And lead them fafely on , . oLwQ
To the bright gates of paradife,
Where Cnrift the Lord is gonjp,
244 PSALMS.
5 But if we ttace thofe crooked ways
That the old ferpent drew,
The wrath that drove him firft to hell
Shall (mite his followers too.
P S A L M CXXV. Short Metre.
Tkef&int* s trial and firety ; or, Moderated ajflictions.
i T7IRM and unmov'cl are they
J? That reft their fouls on God ;
Firm as the mount where David dwelt)
Or where the ark abode.
2 As mountains flood to guard
The city's facred ground,
So God and his almighty love
Embrace his faints around.
3 What though the Father's rod
Drop a charting ftroke,
Yet, left it wound their fouls too deep,
Its fury fhall be broke.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe
Whofe faith and pious fear ;
Whofe hope and love, and ev'ry grace,
Proclaim their hearts fincere.
5 Nor fhall the tyrant's rage
Too long opprefs the faint ;
The God of Ifrael will fupport
His children, left they taint.
6 But if our flavifh fear
Will chufe the road to hell,
We muft expeft our portion there,
Where bolder finnefs dwell.
PSALM CXXV I. Long Metre.
Surprijirig deliverance.
j "TTTKEN God reitor'd our captive ftate,
VV Joy was our fong, and grace our theme J
The grace beyond our hopes fo great,
That joy appear'd a pleafmg dream.
x The fcoffer owns thy hand, and pays
Unwilling honours to thy name ;
While we with pleafure ihout thy praife,
With cheerful notes thy lsve proclaim,
P S A. L M S.
3 When we review our difmal fears,
'Twas hard to think they'll vanifh fo ;
With God we left our flowing tears,
He makes our joys like rivers flow.
4 The man that in his furrowed field,
His fcatter'd feed with fadnefs leaves3
Will fhout to fee the harveft yield
A welcome load of joyful lh eaves.
PSALM CXXVI. Common Metre.
The joy of a remarkable converfwn ; or, Melancholy
re?noved.
i TT7HEN God revcal'd his gracious name;
V V And chang'd my mournful ftate,
My rapture feem'd a pleafing dream,
The grace appear'd fo great.
•2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confefs ;
My tongue broke out in unknown [trains,
And fung furprifing grace.
3 " Great is the work,'* my neighbours cry'd.
And own'd the pow'r divine :
" Great is the work," my heart rcply'd,
" And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkeft fkies,
Can give us day for night ;
Make drops of facred forrbw rife
To rivers of delight.
5 Let thofe that fow in fadnefs wait
'Till the fair harveft come,
They (hall confefs their (heaves are great,
And fhout the bleffings home.
6 Though feed liebury'd long in duft,
It (han't deceive their hope !
The precious grain can ne'er be loft.
For grace infures the crop.
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346 PSALMS..
PSALM CXXVII. Long Metre.
The bkffmgs of God on the bufinefs and comforts of life.
1 TF God fucceed not, all the coil
J. And pains to build the houfe are loft i
If God the city will not keep,
The watchful guards as well may fleep,
2 What though we rife before the fun,
And work and toil when day is done,
Careful and fparing eat our bread,
To fhun that poverty we dread.
3 'T^s all in vain, 'till God hath blefs'd ;
He can make rich, yet give us reft ;
On God, our fov' reign, ftill depends
Our joy in children and in friends.
4 Happy the man to whom he fends
Obedient children, faithful friends :
How fweet our daily comforts prove
When they are feafon'd with his love !
PSALM CXXVII. Common Metre.
God all in all.
z TF God to build the houfe deny,
_L The builders work in vain ;
And towns, without his wakeful eye,
An ufelefs watch maintain.
5 Before the morning beams arife,
Your painful work renew,
And till the ftars afcend the fkies
Your tirefome toil purfue.
3 Short be your fleep, and courfe your fare j
In vaia 'till God has blefs'd ;
But if his fmiles attend your care,
You fhall have food and reft.
4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends^
Shall real bleffmgs pro-/-,
£Tor all the earthly joys he fcnds3
If fent without his love.
PSALMS. 247
PSALM CXXVIII. Common Metre.
Family b'ujjings.
1 f~\ HAPPY man, vvhofe foul is fill'd
V^l With zeal and rev'rend awe !
His lips to God their honours yield,
Kis life adorns the law.
2 A careful providence fhall ftand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labours of thy hand
Its kindly bleflings Ihed.
3 Thy wife fhall be a fruitful vine ;
Thy children, round thy board,
Each like a plant of honour ihine,
And learn to fear the Lord,
4 The Lord fhall thy beft hopes fulfil
For months and years to come ;
The Lord who dwells on Zion's hill
Shall fend thee bleflings home.
5 This is the man whofe happy eyes
Shall fee his hOufe increafe,
Shall fee the finking church arife,
Then leave the world in peace.
PSALM CXXIX. Common Metre.
Perfecutors punijlied.
1 T TP from my youth, may Ifrael fay^
V_j Have I been nurs'd in tears ;
My griefs were conftant as the day,
And tedious as the years.
6 Up from my youth I bore the rage
Of all the fons of ftrife ;
Oft they affail'd my riper age,
But God preferv'd my life.
3 O'er all my frame their cruel dart
Its painful wounds imprefs'd ;
Hourly they vex'd my fainting heart.
Nor let my forrows reft.
4 The Lord grew angry :6h his throne,
And, with impartial eye./
Meafu»'d the rhifdhie'fs tbey: had doney -*' "
Then let his arrows fly. -: - ' :
248 PSALMS.
5 How was their infoierre furpris'd,
To hear his thunders roll!
'And all the foes of Zion feiz'd
With horror to the foul.
6 Thus (hall the men that hate the faints
Beblafted from the fky ;
Their glory fades, their courage faints,
Ax:d all their profpecls die.
[7 What though they flourish tall and fair,
The-/ have no root beneath ;
Their growth {hall oerifh in defpair,
And lie deipis'd in death.]
[8 So corn that on the houfe-top (lands,
No hope pf harveft gives ;
The reaper ne'er fhall fill his hands,
Nor binder fold the {heaves.]
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PSALM CXXX. Common Metro.
Pardoning grace.
UT of the deeps of long diftrefs,
The borders of defpair,
I fent my cries to feek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God, fhould thy feverer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal fkfh could {land.
3 But there are pardons with my God
For crimes of high degree;
Thy Son has bought them with his blood
To alraw us near to thee.
[4 I wait for thy falvation, Lord,
With flrong defires I wait ;
My foul, invited by thy word,
' Stands watching at thy gate.]
[5 Juft as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning fkies,
Watch the firft beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes ;
PSALMS.
§ So waits my foul to fee thy grace,
^ And, more intent than they,
Meets the firft openings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]
7 Then in the Lord let Ifrael truft,
Let Ifrael feek his face ;
The Lord is good, as well as juft,
And plenteous in his grace.
8 There's full redemption at his throne
For finners long enflav'd ;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Ifrael fhail be fav'd.
PSALM CXXX. Long Metre.
Pardoning grace.
i TjTROM deep diftrefs and troubled thought^
A To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries ;
Jf thou feverely mark our faults,
No flefh can Hand before thine eyes.
2 But thou haft built thy throne of grace
Free to difpenfe thy pardons there,
That finners may approach thy face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 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 !
4 My truft is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor fhall I truft thy word m vain 5
Let mourning fouls addrefs the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Through the redemption of his Son ;
He turns our feet from finful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.
y S Ah M CXXXL Common Me^e,
. Humility andfubmiflion.
l TS there ambition in my heart ?
JL Search, gracious God, and fee i
Or, do I act a haughty part ?
Lord; I appeal to thee.
249
aO* *SALMS,
2 I charge my thoughts, be humble flili,
And all my carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And peaceful as a child.
3 The patient foul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward ;
Let faints in farrow Tie refign'd,
And truft a faithful Lord.
PSALM CXXXIL ver. 5, 13— x8. Long Metre.
At the fettlement of a church; or. The ordination of a m~
nifier.
1 TT THERE (hall we go to feek and find
V V An habitation for our God ?
A dwelling for th' eternal mind,
Among the fons of fiefh and blood ?
2 The God of Jacob chofe the hill,
Of Zion for his ancient reft ;
And Zion is his dwelling ftill,
His church is with his prefence bleft.
3 " Here I will fix my gracious throne,
'; And reign for ever," faith the Lord;
" Here mall my pow'r and love be known,
" And bleffings fhall attend my word.
4 " Here will I meet the hungry poor,
" And fill their fouls with living bread ;
" Sinners, that wait before my door,
" With- fweet provifions fhall be fed.
5 " Girded with truth, and cloath'd with grace,
" My priefts, my minifters, fhall fhine :
<{ Not Aaron, in his coftly drefs,
" Appears fo glorious and divine.
6 " The faints, unable to contain
" Their inward joys, fhall fhout and fing;
" The Son of David here fhall reign,
" And Zion triumph in her king.'-*
£7 Jefus fhall fee a num'rous feed
Born here, t' uphold his glorious name ;
His crown fhall flourifh on his head,
White all his foes are cloath'd with^iame.]
PSALM
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PSALM CXXXTf. ver. 4, 5, 7, 8, 15,-17.
Common Metre.
A church ejlablijhed.
[1 XTO fleep nor flumber to his eyes
IN Good David would aiTord,
*Till he had found below the fides
A dwelling forthe Lord.
2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name,
His ark was fettled there :
And there th' aiTembled nations came
To worfhip thrice a year,
3 We trace no more thofe toilfome ways.
Nor wander far abroad ;
Where'er thy people meet for praife,
There is a houfe for God.]
PAUSE.
4 Arife, O King of grace, arife,
And enter to thy reft,
Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes.
Thus to be own'd and blefs'd.
5 Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy fpirit and thy word ;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no fuch grace afford.
6 Here, mighty God, accept cur vows,
Here let thy praife be fpread ;
Blefs the proviiions of thy houfe.
And fill thy poor with bread.
7 Here let the fon of David reign,
Let God's anointed fhine :
Juftice and truth his court maintain,
With love and pow'r divine.
3 Here let him hold a lafting throne ;
And as his kingdom growsj.
Frefh honours fhall adorn his crown3
And fhame confound his foes,
2£2 PSALMS.
P S A L M CXXXIII. Comjnon Wfrrtl
Brotherly love.
1 T O! what an entertaining fight
A. J Thofe friendly breth'ren p?nve,
Whofe cheerful hearts in bands unite
Of harmony and love.
2 Where {beams of blifs from Chrnl the fpiing
Defcend to ev'ry foul,
And heav'nly peace with balmy wing
Shades and bedews the whole ;
3 'Tis like the oil divinely fweet
On Aaron's rev'rend head,
The trickling drops perfum'd his feet,
And o'er his garments fpread.
4 'Tis pleafant as the morning dews
That fall on Zion's hill,
Where God his mildeft glory fhews,
And makes his grace diftil.
PSALM CXXXIII. Short Metre.
Communion of faints ; or, Love and zcorjkip' in afamii
1 T> LESS'D are the fons of peace,
JD Whofe hearts and hopes are one,
Whofe kind defigns to ferve and pleafe
Through all their actions run.
2 Blefs'd is the pious houfe
Where zeal and friendship meet,
Their fongs of praife, their mingled vows,
Make their communion fweet.
3 Thus, when on Aaron's head
They pour'd the rich perfume,
The oil through all his raiment fpread,
And pleafure fiil'd the room.
4 Thus on the heav'nly hills
The faints are blefs'd a
Where joy, like morning dew. difjitej
And all the air is lovs.
PSALM 5. 253
PSALM CXXXIII. As the i22d Pfalm,
The bkjfings of 'friend/hip.
OW pleafant 'tis to fee-
H
Kindled and friends agree,
Each in his proper ftation move,
And each fulfil his part
With fympathifing heart,
In all the cares of life and love.
a 'Tis like an ointment fhed
On Aaron's facred head,
Divinely rich, divinely fweet ;
The oil through all the room
Diffus'd a choice perfume,
Ran thro' his robes, and blefs'd his feet.
3 Like fruitful fnowers of rain
That water all the plain,
Defcending from the neighbouring hills I
Such ilreams of pleafure roll
Thro' ev'ry friendly foul,
Where love like heav'nly dew diftils.
Repeat the ftjiftdnza to complete the tune,
PSALM CXXXIV„ Common Metre.
Daily and, nightly devotions.
1 "V/"E that obey th' immortal king, *
JL Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of nis pow'r,
And blefs his wondrous grace.
2 Lift up your hands by morning light,
And fend your foul on high ;
.Rarfe your admiring thought by night
Above the ftarry fky.
3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace;
The God that fpr.eads the heav'ns abroad,
And ruk-s the fwclling feas.
2,54 PSALMS.
P S A L M CXXXV. ver. i, 4, 14, 19,-21,
Firft part. Long Metre.
The church is God's houfe and care.
1 T>RAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name,
JL While in his earthly courts ye wait,
Ye faints that to his houfe belong,
Or {land attending at his gate.
2 Praife ye the Lord, the Lord is good ;
To praife his name is fweet employ ;
Ifrael he chofe of old, and (till
His church is his peculiar joy.
3 The Lord himfelf will judge his faints ;
He treats his fervants as his friends;
And when he hears their fore complaints,
Repents the forrows that he fends.
4 Through ev'ry age the Lord declares
His name, and breaks th' oppreffor's rod ;
Ke gives his fuffering fervants reft,
And will be known th' Almighty God.
5 Blefs ye the Lord, who tafie his love,
People and priefts exalt his name:
Amongft his faints he ever dwells;
His church is his Jerufalem.
PSALM CXXXV. ver. 5,-12. Second Part.
The works of creation, providence, redemption of Ifrael, and
dejlruclion of enemies.
1 /"> RE AT is the Lord, exalted high
VJT Above all powers and every throne ; -
Whate'er he plcafe in earth and fea,
Or heav'n or hell, his hand hath dene.
2 At his command the vapours rife,
The light'nings flam, the thunders roar ;
He pours the rain, he brings the wind
And tempeft from his arty flore.
3 'Twas he thofe dreadful tokens fent,
O Egypt, thro' thy ftubbom land ;
When all thy fuft-bord, beafts and men,
Fell dead by his avenging hand
4 What mighty nations, mighty kings
He ilew. and their whole country crave
To Ifrael, whom his hand redeem'd,
- No more to be proud Pharaoh's flave !
5 Kis power the fame, the fame his grace,
That faves us from the hofts of hell :
And heav 'n he gives us to poffefs.
Whence thofe apoftate angels fell.
PSALM CXXXV. Common Metre.
Praife due to God, and not to idols.
1 A WAKE, ye faints — To praife your King
±\. Your fweeteftpaffions raife;
Your pious pleasure, while you ling,
Increafingwith the praife.
2 Great is the Lord; and~works unknowa
Are his divine employ :
But ftill his faints are near his throne,
His treafure and his joy,
3 Heav'n, earthy and fea confefs his hand ;
He bids the vapours rife;
Light'ning and fiorm, at his command,
Sweep thro' the founding fkics.
4 All power that Gods or kings have claim'd
Is found with him alone:
But heathen godsfhould ne'er be nam'd
Where our Jehovah's known,
g Which of the flocks and (tones they truft
■ Can give them mowers of rain ?
In vain they worfhip glittering duft,
And pray to God in vain.
[6 Their gods have tongues that fpeechiefs prove,
Such as their makers gave :
Their feet were never form'd to move}
Nor hands have power to fave.
7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Nor hear when mortals pray ;
Mortals, that wait for their relief,
Are blind and deaf as they.] ,. ^
ZtjS P S A I. M S,
8 Ye nations, know the living God,
Serve him with faith and fear ;
He makes the churches his abode,
And claims your honours there.
PSALM CXXXVI. Common Metre.
Cod's wonders of creation, providence, redemption of I] rael ',
and fall at ion of his people.
i f~^ IVE thanks to God, the fov'reign Lord ;
VJT " Kis mercies flill endure ;"
And be the king of Kings adord,
" His truth is ever fure."
2 What wonders hath his wifdom done!
" How mighty is his hand!"
Heav'n, earth, and fea, he fiam'd alone ;
" How wide is his command!''
3 The fun fupplies the day with light ;
" Ho v.- bright his counfels fhine!"
The moon and ifars adorn the night ;
" His works are all divine."
j~4 He Rruck the fons of Egvpt dead ;
" How dreadful is his rod !"
And thence with joy, his people led;
" How gracious is our God!"
5 He cleft the fwellirtg fea in two;
'; His arm is great in might ;"
And gave the tribes a paffage through ;
4i His pow'r and grace unite."
6 But Pharaoh's army there he drown'd ;
'• How glorious are his ways !"
And brought his faints through defart ground !
" Eternal be his praife.*'
7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand ;
" Victorious is his fword ;"
While Ifrael took the promis'd land ;
" And faithful is his word."]
3 He faw the nation dead in fin ;
<l He felt his pity move;''
How fad the ftate the world was in ;
" How boundlcs was his love!"
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9 He fentto fave us from our woe ;
" His goodnefs never fails ;"
From death and hell, and ev'ry foe :
': And ftill his grace prevails."
10 Give thanks to God the beav'nly king;
" His mercies ftill endure ;'
Let the whole earth his praifes firtg ;
" His truth is ever fure."
P S A L M CXXXVI. as the 148th Plaina.
p f^ IVE thanks to God moft high,
vT The univerfal Lord ;
The fov'reign King of kings ;
And be his grace ador'd.
" His power and grace
«: Are ftili the fame ;
". And let his name
" Have endlefs praife."
2 How mighty is his hand !
What wondeis hath he done!
He form'd the earth and feas,
And fpread the heav'ns alone.
" Thy mercy-, Lord,
" Shall ftill endure;
" And ever lure
" Abides thy word."
2 His wifdom fram'd the fun
To crown the day with light ;
The moon and twinkling ftars
To cheer the darklome night.
" His pow'r and grace
<•' Are ftill the fame;
" And let his name
" Have endlefs praife."
[4 He fmote the firft-born fons,
The flow 'r of Egypt, dead;
And thence his chofen tribes
With joy and glory led.
" Thy mercy, Lord,
« Shall ftill endure;
<; And ever fure
" Abides thy word/'
050 PSALMS.
5 His pow'rand lifted rod
Cleft the red fea in two ;
And for his people made
A wond'rouspaffege through.
" His pow'r and grace
« Are ilill the fame ;
" And let his name
" Have endlefspraife.''
6 But cruel Pharaoh there
With all his hoft he drown'd !
And brought his Ifrael fafe
Through a long defart ground.
" Thy mercy. Lord,
«' Shall fti 11 endure;
c; And ever fure
" Abides thy word."
PAUSE.
7 The kings of Canaan fell
Beneath his dreadful hand;
While his own fervanls took
Poffefiion of their land.
" His pow'r a-nd grace
" Are ftil 1 the fame":
{; And let his name
'; Have endlefs praife."]
S He faw the nations lie
All perifhing m fin,
And pity'd the fad flate
The ruin'd world was in.
" Thy mercy, Lord,
" Shall fti 11 endure ;
<: And ever fure
" Abides thy word."
*> He fent his only Son
To fave us from our woe,
From Satan, fin, and death,
And ev'ry hurtful foe.
" His power and grace
*' Are dill the fame ;
<• And let his name
'; Have endkiis praife."
PSALMS. «J3>
10 Give thanks aloud to Gcd,
To Go .1 the heav'nly king :
And let the fpacious earthy
His works and glories Grig.
rt Thy mercy- Lord,
" Shall ftill endure;
" And ever fure
" Abides thy word.
PSALM CXXXVT. Abridged.^ Long Metre;
i /"->» IV E to our God immortal praife !
VJJ Mercy and truth are all his ways :
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
*' Repeat his mercies in your Cong.
2 Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown ;
" His mercies ever mail endure,
" When lords and kings are known no more/'
3 He built the earth, he fpread the iky,
And fix'd the ftarry lights on liigh :
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
<; Repeat his mercies in your fong.
4 He fills the fun with morning light,
He bids the moon direct the night;
" His mercies ever (hall endure,
" When funs and moons mall mine no more.'"
5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand,
And brought them to the proaiis'd land;
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
'• Repeat his mercies in your fong.
6 He faw the Gentiles dead in fin,
And felt his pity move within !
" His mercies ever (hall endure,
l- When death and fin .mail reign no more"
7 He fent his Son with power to fave
From guilt, and darknefs, and the grave.
" Wonders of grace to God belong,
" Repeat his mercies in your fong/'
8 .Thro* this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly feat :
" His mercies ever (hall endure,
" When this vain world ihali be no more."
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PSALM CXXXVIU.
The Babylonian captivity.
I A LONG the banks where Babel's current flows,
JLlu Our captive bandsin deep defpondenee ftray'd,
While Zion's fall in fad remembrance rofe,
Her friends, her children, mingled with the dead.
% The tunelefs harp, that once with joy we lining,
When praife employ'd and mirth infpir'd the lay,
In mournful filence on the willows hung;
And growing grief prolong' d the tedious day.
3 The barbarous tyrants, to encreafe the woe,
With taunting fmiles a fong of Zion claim;
Bid facred praife in drains melodious flow,.
While they bbfrhemethe great Jehovah's name.
4 But how, in heathen chains and lands unknown,
Shall Ifrael's fons a fong. of Zion raife ?
O haplefs Salem, God's terreftrial throne,
Thou laud of glory, facred mount of praife.
5 If e'er my memory lofe thy lovely name,
If my cold heart neglect my kindred race,
Let dire deftrucKon feize this guilty frame;
My hand (hall perifh and my voice fnall ceafe.
0 Yet (hall the Lord, who hears when Zion calls,
O'er take her foes with tenor and dffmay,
His arm avenge her defolated walls,
-And raife her children to eternal day,
PSALM CXXXVIU.
Refloring and preferring grace.
1 T'TTITH all my powers of heart and tongue
V V I'll praife my Maker in my fong;
Angels (hall hear the notes I raife,
Approve the fong, and join the praife.
\% Angels, that make thy church their care,
Shall witnefs my devotions there,
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the ikies.]
3 I'll fing thy truth and mercy, Lord, *
I'll fmg the wonders of thy word ?
Not all the works and names below,
So much thy power and glory (how
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4 To God I cry'd when troubles rofe ;
He heard me, and fubdu'd my foes ;
He did my rifing fears controul,
And (hength diffus'd through all my foul.
5 The God of heav'n maintains his fiate,
Frowns on the proud, and fcorns the great ;
But from his throne defcends to blefs
The humble fouls that truft his grace.
6 Amidft a thoufand fnares T. (land
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ;
Thy words my fainting foul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive^
7 jJrace will complete what grace begins.
To fave from forrows or from Tins ;
The work that wifdorn undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forfakes.
P S A L M CXXXTX. Firft part. Long Metre,
The all-feeing God.
i J ORD, thou haft fearch'd and feen me thro* ;
-*-* Thine eye commands with piercing view
>■ My rihng and my refting hours,
My heart and fiefh with all their powers.
G My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God diftinc~tly known ;
He knows the words I mean to fpeak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.
3 Within thy circling power I frand,
On every fide I find thy hand ;
Awake, afleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded ftUi with God.
4 Amazing knowledge, vaft and great !
What large extent ! what lofty height !
My foul, with all the powers I boaft,
Is in the boundlefs profpecl loft.
5 " Oh may thefe thoughts pofTefs my breaft;
" Where'er I rove, where'er I reft;
" Nor ltt my weaker paflions dare
" Confent to fin; for God is there/*
%b,l PSALMS.
PAUSE the firft.
6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove,
To quit thy fervice and thy love,
Where, Lord, cculd I thy presence fliun,
Or from thy dreadful glory
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7 If up to heaven i take 'rny flight,
'Tis there thou dwell' ft cnthron'd in light;
Or dive to hell — there vengeance reigns,
And Satan groans beneath thy chains.
8 If mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the ueftern fea,
Thy fvvifter hand would firfr arrive,
And there anefVihy fugitive.
9 Or fhould I try to fhun thy fight
Beneath the fp reading veil of night,
One glance of thine, one piercing ray
Would kindle darknefs into day.
iq " Oh may thefe thoughts pofTefs my breaft,
" Where'er I rove, where'er I reft!
u Nor let my weaker pafficns dare
" Confent to fin, for God is there."
PAUSE the fecond.
■j I The veil of night is no difguife,
No fcreen from thy all-fearching eyes;
Thy hand can feize thy foes as foon
Thro* midnight lhades as blazing noon,
12 Midnight and noon in this agree,
Great God, they're both alike to thee,
Not death can hide what God will fpy,
And hell lies naked to his eye.
13 " Oh may thefe thoughts pofTefs my breaft,
" Where'er I rove, where'er I reft !
" Nor let my weaker paffions dare
« Confent to fin, for God is there."
PSALM CXXXIX. Second part. Long Metre.
"T&e tvor.dcrfid formation of man.
1 'npWAS from thy hand, my God, I came,
JL A work offuch a curious frame;
In me thy fearful wonders fhine,
And each proclaims thy Jkill divine.
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2 Thine eyes did all my limbs furvey,
Which yet in dark confnfion lay :
Thou law*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 fovereign caunfeis fram'd
The breathing lungs, the beating heart,
Was copy'd with unerring art.
4 Ac laft to fhew my Maker's nams,
God ftamp'd his image on my frame,
And, in fome unknown moment join'd
The finiuVd members of the mind.
5 There the young feeds of thought began,
And all the paffions of the man,
Great God, our infant nature pays
Immortal tribute to thy praife.
PAUSE.
6 Cord, fmce in my advancing age,
I've a£ted on life's bufy ftage,
Thy thoughts of love to me furmount
The power of numbers to recount.
7 I could furvey the ocean o'er,
And count each fand that makes the (bore,
Before my fwifteft thoughts could trace
The numerous wonders of thy grace.
3 Thefe on my heart are ft ill impreft,
With thefe I give my eyes to reft;
And at my waking hour I find
God and his love poffefs my mind.
PSALM CXXXIX. Third part. Long Metre.
Sincerity profejfed, and grace tried; or, -Jbe heOrt-
fsarching God.
JY1 When impious men traofgrefs thy will!
I mourn to hear their lips profane
Take thy tremendous nam® in vain.
£ Does not my foul deteft and hate
The fons of malice and deceit?
Thofe that oppofe thy laws, and thee,
I count for enemies to me,
264 PSALMS.
3 Lord, fearch my foul, try every thought—
Though ray own heart accufe me not
Of walking in a falfe diiguife,
I beg the trial of thine eyes.
4 Doth fecret miichief link within ?
Do I indulge feme unknown fin ?
Oh! turn my feet whene'er I ftray,
And lead me in thy perfect way.
PSALM CXXXIX. Firftpart. Common Metre
God is every ivhere.
1 TN all my vaft concerns with thee,
X In vain my foul would try
To fhun thy prefence, Lord, or flee
The notice ©f thine eye.
m Thy all-furrounding fight furveys
My rifing and my reft,
My public walks, my private ways,
And fecrets of my breafh
3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord,
Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,
He knows the fenfe I mean.
4 Oh ! wondrous knowledge ! deep and h'^h !
Where can a creature hide ?
Within thy circling firms I lie,
Inclos'd on every fide.
5 So let thy grace furround me (till,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my foul from every ill,
occur' d by fov'reign love.
PAUSE.
6 Lord, where fhall guilty fouls retire,
Forgotten and unknown? —
In hell they meet thy dreadful fire,
In heaven thy glorious throne.
1 Should I fupprefs my vital breath,
To 'fcapt the wrath divine,
Thy voice would break the bars of death,
And make the grave refign.
PSALMS. 2^5
g If, wing'd with beams of morning light,
I fly beyond the weft,
Thy hand, which muft fupport my flight,
Would foon betray my reft.
9 If o'er my fins I think to draw
The curtains of the night,
The flaming eyes that guard thy law
Would turn the (hades to light.
io The beams of noon, the midnight' hour
Are both alike to thee : —
Oh ! may 1 ne'er provoke that power
From which I cannot flee.
PSALM CXXXIX. Second part. Common Metre,
The i-vifdom of God in the formation of?nan.
I "IT7HEN I, with pleafing wonder, (land,
VV And all my frame furvey,
Lord ! 'tis thy work — I own, thy hand
Thus built my humble clay.
S Thy hand my heart and reins poiTefs'd,
Where unborn nature grew ;
Thy wifdom all my features trac'd,
And all my members drew.
3 Thine eye with niceft care furvey'd
The growth of every part ;
'Till the whole fcheme, thy thoughts had laid,
Was copy'd by thy art.
4 Heav'n, earth and fea, and fire and wind
Shew me thy wondrous fkiil ;
But 1 review myfelf, and find
Diviner wonders (till.
5 Thy awful glories round me fhine,
My fleuh proclaims thy praife ;
Lord, to thy works, of nature join
Thy miracles of grace.
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PSALM CXXX1X. ver. 14, 17, 18. Third Part.
Common Metre.
The mercies of Cod innumerable.
An evening pfalm.
1 T ORD, when 1 count thy mercies o'er,
_L^j They frrike me with furprhe;
Not all the fanes that fpread the there,
. To equal numbers rife.
2 My flefti with fear and wonder (lands,
The producl of thy (kill ;
And hourly bleffirgs from thy hands
Thy thoughts of love reveal.
3 Thefe on my heart by night I keep;
How kind, how dear to me !
Oh ! may the hour that ends my fieep
Still find my thoughts with thee.
PSALM CXL. Common Metre.
I T>ROTECT us, Lord, from fatal harm !
JL Behold our riling woes ;
We trull alone thy powerful arm,
To fcatter all our foes.
2- Their tongue is like a poifoned dart,
Their thoughts are full of guile.
While rage and carnage fwell their heart,,-
They wear a peaceful fmile.
3 O Gcd of grace, thy guardian care,
When foes without invade,
Or fpread within a deeper fnare^
Supplies our conftant aid.
4 Let falfehood flee before thy face,
Thy heavenly truth extend,
All nations take thy heavenly grace
And all delufion end.
5 With daily bread the posr fupply:
The caufe of jnftice plead,
And be thy church exalted high>
With Chrift the glorious head.
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PSALM CXLI. ver. 2, — 5. Long Metre..
Watcbfulncfs and brotherly lo-ve.
A morning or evening pfaim.
r "j\/TY God, accept my early vows,
XVX Like morning incenie in thine houfe.
And let my nightly worfhip rife
Sweet as the evening facrifice.
2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord9
From every wrath and heedlefs word ;
Nor let my feet incline to tread
The guilty path where finners lead.
3 Oh may the righteous, when I ftray,
Smite and reprove my wandring way !
Their gentle words, like ointment fhed,
Shall never bruife, but cheer my head.
4 When 1 behold them prefs'd with grief,
I'll cry to heav'n for their relief;
And, by my warm petitions, prove
How much I prize their faithful love.
PSALM CXLII. Common Metre»
God is the hope of the helplefs.
1 T I 10 God I made my forrows known,
X From -God I fought relief ;
In long complaints before his throne
I peur'd out all my grief.
2 My foul was overwhelm' d with woes,
My heart began to break ;
My God, who all my burden knows,
Beholds the way I take.
3 On every fide I cafe my eye,
And found my helpers gone,
While friends and ftrangeis pafs'd me by
Neglected or unknown.
4 Then did 1 raife a louder cry,
And call'd thy mercy near,
" Thou art my portion when I die,
'«' Be thou mv refuge here.''
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368 PSALMS,
5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low,.
Now let thy ear attend,
And make my foes, who vex me, know
I've an almighty friend,
f From my fad prifon fet me free,
Then fhall I praife thy name,
And holy men faall join with me,
Thy kindnefs to proclaim.
P 3 A L M CXLIII. Long Metre.
Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body.
I V/T Y righteous Judge, my gracious God,
-»-YA Hear, when 1 fpread my hands abroad^
And cry for fuccour from thy throne —
Oh! make thy truth and mercy known.
% Let judgment not againft me pafs;
Behold thy fervant pleads thy grace-
Should juftice call us to thy bar,
No man alive is guiltlefs there-
3 Look down in pity, Lord, and fee
The mighty woes that burthen me ;
My wafting life draws near the grave;
Make bare tkine arm — thy fervant favc
4 I dwell in darknefs and unfeen —
My heart is defolate within ;
My thoughts in mufi ng filence tra'.e
The ancient wonders of thy grace.
5 Thence 1 derive a glimpfe of hope
To bear by finking fpirits up ;
And ftretch my hands to Gcd again,
And thirft like parched lands for rain.
6 For thee I thirfr, I pray, I mourn — .
When will thy fmiling face return?
Shall all my joys on earth remove,
And God forever hide his love ?
7 My God, thy long delay to fave,
Will fink thy prisoner to the grave ;
My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye ;
Make hafte to help before X die ,
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8 The night h witnefs to my tears,
Diftreffing pains, difr.rad"iing fears,
Oh ! might I hear thy morning voice,
How would my wearied powers rejoice !
9 In thee I truft, to thee I figh ;
And lift my weary foul on high ;
For thee lit waiting all the day,
And wear the tirefome hours away.
10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and (how
The paths in which my feet mould go i
If fnarcs and foes befet the road.
I flee to hide me near my God.
11 Teach me to do thy holy will,
And lead me to thy heav'nly hiii :
Let the good fpirit of thy love
Conduft me thy courts above.
13 Then (hall my foul no more complain,
The tempter then fhall rage in vain ;
And flefh, and fin, my foes before,
Shall never vex my fpirit more.
PSALM CXLIV. ver. i, 2. Fir ft Part.
Common Metre.
AJjiJlance and n)l6lory in the fpiritual •warfare «
F
OREVER bhffed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my fhield ;
He fends his Spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.
When fin and hell their force unitej
He makes my foul his care,
Infiruets me in the heav'nly fight,
And guards me thro' the war.
A friend and helper fo divine,
My fainting hope fhall raife ;
Ke makes the glorious vift'ry raine.^
And his ihaii be "the praife,
27<> PSALMS.
PSALM CXLIV. ver. 3.4, 5, 6, Second part,
Common Metre.
The vanity cf man, and the cotidefcenfion of God.
1 T ORD, what is man, poor feeble man,
X^t Born of the earth at fir ft ?
His life a fhadow, light and vain,
Still hafting to the duft.
a O what is feeble dying man,
Or all his finful lace,
That God fhould make it his concern
To vifit him with grace !
3 That God, who darts his lightnings down,
Who (hakes the world above,
"What terrors wait his awful frown,
How wondrous is his love !
PSALM CXLIV, ver. 12,-15. Third Part.
Long Metre.
Grace above riches ; or, The happy nation.
j TTAPPY the city, where their fons,
Jti Like pillars round a palace fet,
And daughters, bright as po!ifh/d (lores,
Give (Irehgth and beauty to the ftate.
2 Happy the land in culture dreft,
Wncfe flocks and corn have large increafe ;
Where men fecure£y work or reft.
Nor fons of plunder break their peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endowed,
hut more divinely blefs'd are thofe
On whom the all fufficient God
Hirnlelf, wi.th all his grace, heftows.
PSALM CXLV. Long Metre..
Tls %reatneft (f God.
1 "% !% Y God, my King, thy various praife
XVI. Shall fill the remnant of my days ;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
'Till death and gloey raife the fong..
2 The wings cf every hour (hall bear
Sorre thankful tribute to thine ear;
And ev*ry letting fun (hall fee
: y works of duty done for thee.
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3 Thy truth and juftice I'll proclaim ;
Thy bounty flows, an endlefs ftream 1
Thy mercy fvvift, thine anger flow,
But dreadful to the ftubborn foe.
4 Thy works with to v' reign glory lhine,
And fpeak thy majefty divine ;
Let ev'ry realm with joy proclaim
The found and honour of thy name.
5 Let diftant times and nations raife
The long fuccefiion of thy praife :
And unborn ages make my long
The joy and triumph of their tongue.
6 But who can fpeak. thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatnefs all our thoughts exceeds :
Vaft and unfearchable thy ways,
Vail and immortal be thy praife.
PSALM CXLV. ver. 1,-7, 11,-13. Fitfft Part,
Common Metre.
The greatnefs of Gcd.
1 T ONG as I lire I'll blefs thy name $>/wa . //< .' (C
.1 .J My King, my God of love : .
My work and joy (hall be the fame
In the bright world above.
2 Great is the Lord, his povv'r unknown.
And let his praife- be great :
1'H fing the honours of his throne,
Thy works of grace repeat.
3 Thy grace mail dwell upon my tongue ;
And, while my lips rejoice,
The men that hear my facred fong
Shall join their cheerful voice. °
4 Fathers to fons (hall teach thy name
And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations found thy praife.
5 Tn7 glorious deeds of ancient date
Shall through the world be known ;
Thine arm of pow'r, thy heavenly ftate,
With public fplendor fhowru
S7Z * S A L M 9.
6 The world is marag'd by thy hands,
Thy faints are rui'd by love ;
And thine eternal kingdom fhncis,
Though rocks and hills remove.
PSALM CXLV. ver. 7, laV." Second part.
Coinmon Metre.
The gocdnefs of God.
1 QWEETisthe mem'ry of thy grace,
0 My Got5, my heavn'ly King;
Let age to age thy righteoufnefs
In founds of glory fing.
2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines
His goodnefs to the ikies ;
Through the whole earth his bounty (nine?,
And ev'ry want fupplies.
3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food,
Thy liberal hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy companions, Lord '
How flow thine anger moves !
But foon he fends his pard'ning word
To cheer the fouls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endlefs race,
Thy praife and pow'r proclaim;
But faints, that tafte thy richer grace,
Delight to blefsthy name.
P S A L M CXLV. ver. 14, 17, bv, Third part
Common Metre.
Mercy to fujferers ; or, God hearing prayer.
1 T ET ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak,
1 i Thou fov'reign Lord of all,
Thy flrength'ning hands uphold the weak,
And raife the poor that fall.
2 When forrow bows the fpirit down,
Or virtue lies diftrefs'd
Jeneath fume proud opprefToi's frown,
Thou giv'ft i.hc mourners reft.
PSALMS. 2/3
3 The Lord fupports our finking days,
And guides our giddy youth ;
Holy and jnfl: are all his ways,
And ail his words are truth .
4 He knows the pain his fervants feel,
He hears his children cry,
And their befr. wifhes to fulfil
His grace is ever nigh.
5 His mercy never fhall remove
From men of heart fincere ;
He faves the fouls whofe humble love
Is join'd with holy fear.
[6 His frubborn foes his fword fhall flay;,
And pierce their hearts with pain j
But none that ferve the Lord fhall fay,
" They fought his aid in vain.")
[7 My lips mail dwell upon his praife,
And fpread his fame abroad j
Let all the Ions of Adam raife
The honours of their G©d.]
PSALM CXLVI. Long Metre.
Praife to God for his goodnefs and truth.
i T>RAISE ye the Lord, my heart fnall joia
■*• In work fo pleafant, fo divine ;
Now while the fieih is mine abode,
And when my foul afcends to God.
a Praife fhall employ my noblefl pow'rs,
While immortality endures;
My days of praife fhall ne'er be paft,
While life, and thought, and being, lafr,
3 Why mould I make a man my truft ?
Princes mufl die and turn to dud ;
Thsir breath departs, their pomp and power,
And thoughts, all vaniih in an hour.
4 Happy the man, whofe hopes rely
On Hrael's God : He made the fky,
And earth, and feas, with all their train 3
And none fhall find his promife vain.
274 r s l a m s.
^ His truth forever ftands fecure ;
He faves th' opprefs'd, he feeds the poof;
He fends the laboring confcience peace,
And grants the pris'ner fweet releafe.
6 The Lord to fight reftores the blind,
The Lord fupports the finking mind ;
He helps the ftranger in diftrefs,
The widow and the fatherlefs.
7 He loves the faints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell ;
. Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ;
Praife him in everlasting ft rains.
PSALM CXLVI. As the 113th Pfalm.
Pttrift to God for Lis gcodnefs and truth.
I T'LL praife my Maker with my breath ;
A And when my voice is loft in death,
Praife fhall employ my nobler powers :
My days of praife fhall ne'er be part,
While life, and thought, and being, laft,
Or immortality endure?.
1 Why fhould I make a man my truft?
Princes mWr die and turn to du(t;
Vain is the help of flefh and blood ;
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts, all van.ifh in an hour;
Nor can they make their promife* good.
3 Happy the man whofe hopes rely
On lfrael's God : Ke made the fky,
And earth, and feas, with all their train;
His truth forever ftands fecure :
He faves th' opprefs'd, he feeds the poor,
And none (hall find his promife vain.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ;
The Lord fupports the finking mind;
He fends the lab'ring confcience peace ;
He helps the ftranger in diftrefs.
The widow and the fatherlefs,
And grants the prisoner iweet releafe.
PSALMS, a*5
5 He loves his faints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
Thy God, O Zionj ever reigns;
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age,
In this exalted work engage ;
Praife him in everlafting drains.
6 -I'll praiie him while he lends me breath ;
And when my voice is loft in death,
Praiie mall employ my nobler pdw'rs :
My days of praife ftiail ne'er be paft,
While life, and thought, and being laft,
Or immortality endures.
PSALM CXLVII. Firft part. Long Metre,
'Tbe divine nature, providence, and grace.
I T>RA1SE ye the Lord : 'tis good to raife
IT Our hearts and voices in his praife :
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight. -
3 The Lord builds up Jerufalem,
And gathers nations to his name :
His mercy melts the ftubborn foul,
And make s the broken fpirit whole.
3 He formed the ftars, thofe beav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names;
His fov'reign wifdom knows no bound.
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd,
4 Great is our Lord, and great his might
And all his glories infinite;
He crowns the meek, rewards the jufr,
And treads the wicked to the duft.
PAUSE.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalthim high,
Who fpreads his clouds around the (ky ?
There he prepares the fruitful rain.
Nor lets the drops defeend in vain.
6 He makes the grafs the hills adorn,
And clothes the fmiiing field with corn ;
The beafts with food his hands fupply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry/
V/6 PSALMS.
7 What is the creature's fkill or force,
The vig'rotfs man, the warlike horfe,
The fp rightly wit, the active limb!
All arc too mean delights for him.
8 But faints are lovely in his fight ,
He views his children with delight?
He fees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there.
PSALM CXLVII. Second Part. Long Metre.
Summer and winter.
i T ET Zion praife the mighty God,
fl, j And make his honours known abroad;
For fweet the joy our fongs to raife,
And glorious is the work ef praife.
a Our children live fecure and blefs'd ;
Our Jnores have peace, our cities reit ;
He feeds our fons with fineft wheat,
And adds his bleffings to their meat.
3 The changing feafons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains :
His flakes of fnow like wool he fends,
And thus the fpringing corn defends.
4 With hoary froft he ftrews the ground ;
His hail deicends with dreadful found :
His icy bands the rivers hold,
And terror arms his wintry cold.
5 He bids the warmer breezes blow;
The ice duTolves, the waters flow :
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call his people to his praife.
6 Thro* all our States his laws arc fnown j
His gofpel through the nation known ;
He hath not thus reveal' d his world
To ev'ry land : Praife ye the Lord.
PSALM CXLVII. ver. 7,-9, 13,-18.
Common Metre.
The feafuns cf the year.
1 "ITTITH fongs and honours founding loud
W .Adcrefs the Lard on high ;
Over the heav'ns he fpreads his cloud,
And waters veil the Iky
P 3 A L M S. 277
5 He fends his mow'rs of bleffing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grafs the mountains crown,
And corn in vallies grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens' cry ;
But man, whotaftes his fineft wheat,
Should raife his honours high.
4 His fteady counfels change the face
Of the declining year ;
He bids the fun cut ihort his race,
And wint'ry days appear. *
5 His hoary frofr, his fleecy fnow,
Defcend and clothe the ground ;
The liquid ftreams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When, from his dreaful {lores on high,
He pours the founding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He fends his word and melts the fnow.
The fields no logger mourn :
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the fpring return.
S The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word ;
With fongs and honors founding loud,
Praife ye the fov'reign Lord.
PSALM CXLVIII. Proper Metre,
Praije to God from all creatures.
i "V7^ tribes _-f 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?% PSALMS.
2 Thou fun, witli dazzling ravs,
And moon that ru'/ft the nighl
Shine to your Maker's praife,
With stars of twinkling light,
^ His pow'r cleclare,°
Ye hoods on high,
And clouds that fly
In empty air.
3 The finning woilds above
In glorious order Hand,
Or in fwift cowries move
By his fupreme command.
He fpake the word,
And all th ir frame '
From rotlvng came,
To praife the Lord.
4 He mov'd their mighty wheels
In unknown ages pad,
And each his word fulfils
While time and nature laft.
In different ways
His works proclaim
His wondrous name,
And fpeak his praife.
P A U S E.
5 Let all the earth-born race,
And monflers of the deep,
The fifh that cleave the feas,
Or in their boibm fieep,
From fea to fhore
Their tribute pay,
And ftill difpiay.'
Their Maker's pov\'r.
6 Ye vapours, hail and friow,
Prailc ye the almighty Lord ;
And itormy winds that blow
To execute his word.
When lightnings fhine,
Or thunder roar,
Let earth adore
His hand divine.
P S A L M S. 2 79
7 Ye mountains near the fiiias,
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,
Exalt his name.
8 Ye kings, and judges, fear
The Lord, the (bv'reign king;
And while you rule us here,
His heav'nly honours {i:ng :
Nor let the dream
Of pow'r and (late
Make you forget
His povv'r fupreme.
9 Virgins and youths, engage
To foimd bis p'raife divine,,
While infancy and age
Their feeble voices join.
Wide as he reigns
His name be fung
By ev'ry tongue
In endlefs (trains.
10 Let all the nations fear
The God that rules above ;
He brings his people near,
And makes them taire his lo?e ;
While earth and (ky
Attempt his praife,
His faints (hall raife
His honours high.
PSALM- CXLVIII. Paraphrafed. Long Metre.
UnJi'erfaL praife to God.
I T OUD hallelujahs to the Lord,
JLj From difrant worlds where creatures dwell;
Let heav'n begin the folemn word,
And found it dreadful down to hell.
Note, This Pf'ilm may be fung to the time of the old
I I %tb or izyth Pfakn, ifthefe fivo lines be adit d to ezery
ffanza. viz.
2?C PSALMS.
" Each of his works his name difplays,
" But they can ne'er complete the praife."
Othertvife it muft hefting to the ufuul tunes nf tit
Long j}A.ttrs.
% The Lord ' how abfolute he reigns !
Let ev'ry angel bend the knee :
Sing of his love in heiv'nly ftrains,
And fpeak how fierce his terrors be.
3 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of fhining blifs :
Fly through the world, O fun, and tell
How dark thy beams, compared to his.
4 Awake, ye tempefls, and his fame
In founds of dreadful praife declare;
Let the fweet whifper of his name
Fill ev'ry gentler breeze of air.
$ Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praife with blazing fire ;
Let the firm earth, and rolling fea
In this eternal fong confpire.
6 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his fkill;
" Ye vallies, fink before his eye :
And let his praife from ev'ry hill
Rife tuneful to the neighboring iky.
% Ye fiubbora oaks, and flately pines,
Bend your high branches and adorei"
Praife him, ye hearts, in different itra.ins;
The lamb muff bleat, the lion roar.
3 Ye birds, his praife muft be your theme,
Who form'd to fong your tuneful voice!
While the dumb fifh that cut the frreim
In his protecting care rejoice.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you fings ?
O ! for a fhout from old and young,
From humble fwains, and lofty kings,
10 Wide as his vaft dominion lies,
Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as his thunder fhout his praife,
And found it iofty as his throne.
PS ALMS.
II Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word!
O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue !
But faints, who beft have known the Lord,
Are bound to raife the nobleft fong.
IS Speak of the wonders of -that love
Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry chord ;
From all below and all above,
Sing hallelujahs to the Lord.
P5ALM CXLVItl. Short Metre,
Univsrfal praife .
1 T ET ev'ry creature join
I i To praife th* eternal God ;
Ye heav'nly hods, thefong begin,
Arid found his name abroad.
a Thou fun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays,
Ye ftarry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praife;
3 He built thofe worlds, above,
And fix'd their wondrous frame ;
By his command they (land 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 fhew.
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 exprefs'd,
But faints, that tafte his faving love,
Should fing his praifes beft.
PAUSE the firft,
7 Let earth and ocean know
They owe their Maker praife
Praife him, ye wat'ry worlds below,
And monfters of the feas.
aSr
aSZ F 3 A L M S.
8 From mountains near the Iky
Let his high praife refbund —
From humble fhrubs, and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.
9 Ye lions of the wood,
And tamer bealts that graze,
Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praife.
10 Ye birds of lefty wing,
On high his praifes bear ;
Or fit on flowery boughs, and fin*
Your Maker's glory there.
11 Ye reptile myriads, join
T' exalt his glorious name,
And fiies, in beauteous forms that (hine,
His wondrous fkill proclaim.
12 By all the earth-born race,
His honours be exprefs'd ,
But faints, that know his heav'sly grace,
Should learn to praife him belt.
P A U S E the fecond.
13 Monnrchs of wide command,
Praife ye th' eternal king —
Judges, adore that fov'veigr hand,
Whence all your honours fpring.
j 4 Let vigorous youth engage
To found his praifes high;
While growing babes and withering age
Their feebler voices try.
15 United zeal be fhown
His wonderous fame to raife ;
God is the Lord ; his name alone
Deferves our endlefs praife.
16 Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him bleft,
Bnt faint 5, that dwell fo near his heart,,
Should ling his praifes bed.
r 5 A L ftf Si sS|
P S A L M CXLIX. Common Metre.
Praife God, all bis faints ; or, tye faints judging tfe
world.
j ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoice,
XX And let your fongs be new ;
Amidft the church with cheerful voi?e
His Utter wonders mew.
ft The Jews, the people of hjs grace.
Shall their Redeemer fing ;
And Gentile nations join the prajfe,
While 2yion owns her king.
3 The Lord takes pleaiure in the jufl,
Whom tinners treat with fcorn :
The meek, that lie defpis'd \n dufl8
Salvation fhall adorn,
4 Saints mould be joyful in their king9
E'en on a dying bed i
And like the fouls in glory fing,,
For God fhall raife the dead.
Then his high praife fhall fill their tongp#fr
Their hand fnall wield the fword ;
And vengeance fhall attend their fbngs,
The vengeance of the Lord.
6 When Chritl his judgment fea& afeende^
And bids the world appp&ar,
Thrones are prepared for ail hjs friends.
Who humbly iov*d him here.
Then fhall they rule with iron rod,
Nations that dar'<$ rebel :
And join the fentence of their Qod,
On tyrants doom'd to hell. ;
$ The royal tinners, bound in eba.ins,
2>few triumph #iall afford ; x
§\zsh honour for the faints remains %
Fraife fsf md kv& the Lprd,
384 P S A L M J.
PSALM CL. ver. i, 2, 6. Common Metre,
A fonS °J fraife-
1 TNGod'sown houfe pronounce his praife,
X His grace he thcrt reveals;
To heav'n your joy and wonder raife,
For there his glory dwells.
0, Let all your facred paiTions move,
While you rehearfe his deeds j
But the great work of faving love
Your high eft praife exceeds.
3 All 'hit have motion, life and breath,
Pioclaim your Maker blefsfd ;
Yet when my voice expires in death,
My ibul fhi.ll praife him befr.
THE CHRISTIAN DO XGL OGY.
Long, Metre.
TO Gcd the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, thy at in one,
Be honour, praife, and glory giv'n
By ail on earth, and all in heav'n.
Common Metre.
1ET God the Father, and the Sen,
a And Spirit be ador'd,
Where there are works to make him known,
Or faints to love the Lord.
Common Metre. Where the tuns includes ttve jlanza-
TH E God of mercy be ad.orM
Who calls our fouls from death,
Who faves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath.
II.
To praife the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit, all divine,
The one in three, and three in one,
Let faints and angels join.
PSALMS. $85
Short Metre.
YE angels, round the throne,
And faints that dwell below,
Worfhip the Father, praife the Son,
And blcfs the Spirit too.
As the 113th Pfalm.
NO W to the great and facred Three
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
Eternal praife and glory giv'n,
Thro' all the worlds where God is known*
By all the angels near the throne,
And all the faints in earth and hea-v'n» .
As the 1 48^ Pfalm,
TO God the Father's throne
Perpetual honours raife j
Giory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit praife :
With all our powers,
Eternal king,
Thy name we ling,
While faith adores.
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By John Newton, late curate of Olney, Bucks; and
now minifter of the gofpel in London.
To which is prefixed, an account of the author's life,
CONTENTS.
j^ N authentic narrative of the life of Mr. Newton,
in fourteen letters. The various and remarkable
incidents in this life, render jt both entertaining and
inftruclive. Forty-one letters on ieligious fubjects,
viz. On truft in God and benevolence to the poor.
To a ftudent in divinity. On 2 Cor. v. 10. and
Rom. xiv. 12 On family worlhip. On the difficul-
ties attending the miniftry. On the influence of
faith. On a minifterial addrefs to the unconverted.
On the inward witnefs. On election and perfeve-
rance. On grace in the blade. On grace in the
ear. On grace in the full corn. On hearing fer^
mons. On temptation. A plan of a Chriftian li-
brary. On the inefficacy of our knowledge. On a
believer's frames. On foetal prayer. On contro-
veriy. On conformity to the world. On fpiritua!
blindnefs. On a ftate of poverty On fimplicity
and fincerity. On communion with God. On faith,
and the communion of faints. On gofpel illumina-
tion. On union with Chrift. On the divine guid-
ance. On Rom. viii. 19, 20, 21. On the right
ufe of the law. On love to the brethren. On can-
dour. (1) On man in his fallen eft*te. (a) Oq.
jpun in his fallen e ftate On Phil. iv. 8. Toi
friend on recovery from illnefs, On Chriftian ex-
perience. On religion neceffary to the enjoyment
of life. A word in feafon. To profeflors in tiad^,
Qa. the miniftry of angels. Price Six-Shillings
HYMNS
SPIRITUAL SONGS. •
IN THREE BOOKS.
I. COLLECTED FROM THE SCRIPTURES.
II. COMPOSED ON DIVINE SUBJECTS.
III. PREPARED FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER,
By I. WATTS, D. D.
And they fung a neiv Jong, faying, Thou art -worthy^
&c. for thou waft /lain, and haft redeemed us, &c.
Rev. v. 9.
Solid eflent (i. e, Chrifiiatn) convenire, carmenque
Chrifto auaii Deo dicere.
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H Y M N S.
Colle&ed from the Holy Scriptures,
HYMN I. [C. M.]
A new Jong to the Lamb that was /lain,
Rev. v. 6, 8, 9--12.
1 T>EHOLD the glories of the Lamb
J3 Amidfi: his Father's throne :
Prepare new honours for his name,
And fongs before unknown.
2 Let elders woribip at his feet,
The church adore around,
With viols full of odours fweet,
And harps of fweeter found.
3 Thofe are the prayers of the faints,
And thefe the hymns they raife :
jefus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praife.
4 [Eternal Father, who lhall look
Into thy fecret will ?
Who but the Son (hall take that book;
And open ev'ry feal?
5 He lhall fulfil thy great decrees,
The Son deferves it well ;
Lo, in his hand the fov'reign keys
Of heav'n, and death, and hell IJ
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x HYMN II. [Book I,
6 Now to the Lamb that once was flain
Be endlefs bleffings paid ;
Salvation, glory, joy remain
For ever on thy head.
7 Thou haft redeem'd our fouls with blood,
Haft fet the pris'ners free ;
Haft made us kings and priefts to Godt
And we mall reign with thee.
8 The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath thy pow'r;
, Then fhorten thefe'dtia'yujg days,
And bring the promis'd hour.
HYMN II. [L. M.J
The deity and humanity of Chrift, John i. I, 3,
14. and Col. i. 16. and Eph. iii. 9, 10.
1 'p RE the blue heav'ns were ftretch'd
XL abroad,
. From everlafting was the word ;
With God he was ; the word was God,
And muft divinely be ador'd.
2 By his own pow'r all things were made;
By him fupported ail things ftand ;
He is the whole creation's head,
And angels fly at his command.
3 Ere fin was born, or Satan fell,
He held the hofr of morning ftars ;
(Thy generation who can tell,
Or count the number of thy years ?)
4 But lo, he leaves thofe heav'nly forms;
The Word defcends and dwells in clay,
That he may hold converfe with worms,
Drcfs'd in i'uch feeble fleih as they.
Book I.] HYMN III. 3
5 Mortals with joy beheld his face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son :
How full of truth ! how Full of gface !
When thro5 his eyes the Godhead lhone!
6 Archangels leave their high abode,
To learn new myft'ries here, and tell
The loves of our defcending God,
The glories of Immanuel.
HYMN III. [S.M.]
The nativity of Chrift, Lake i. 30,' &c. Luke
ii. 10, &c.
>
j TOEHOLD, the grace appears,
_B The promife is inVfe-r 'JlC'U -
Mary the wond'rous virgin bears,
And Jefus is the child.
3 [The Lord, the higheft God,
Calls him his only Son ;
He bids him rule the lands abroad.
And gives him David's throne.
3 O'er Jacob lhall he reign •
With a peculiar f way; . .
The nations lhall his grace obtain,
His kingdom ne'er decay.]
4 To bring the glorious news
A heav'nly form appears ;
He tells the ihepherds of their joys,
And baniihes their fears.
5 " Go, humble fwains, (faid he)
" To David's city fly;
" The promis'd infant, born to day,
" Doth in a manger lie.
6 " With looks and hearts ferene,
*' Go vilit Chriit your king;"
And ftraight a flaming troop was feen %
The fhepherds heard them fmg,
4 HYMN V. [Book I.
7 <c Glory to God on high !
" And heav'nly peace on earth :
" Good-will to men, to angels joy,
*c At the Redeemer's birth !"
8 [In worlhip fo divine
Let faints employ their tongues,
With the celeftial hofts we join,
And loud repeat their fongs.
9 " Glory to God on high !
" And heav'nly peace on earth ;
" Good-will to men, to angels joy,
*' At our Redeemer's birth."]
H Y N N IV. referred to Pfalm ii.
HYMN V. [C. M.]
SubmiJJion to ajfftiftive providences, Job i. 21.
I XT A K ED as from the earth we came,
INI And crept to life at firft;
We to the earth return again,
And mingle with our dull.
a The dear delights we here enjoy,
And fondly call our own,
Are but fhort favours borrow'd now,
To be repaid anon.
3 7Tis God that lifts our comforts high,
Or links them in the grave;
He gives, and (bleiled be his name!)
He takes but what he gave.
4 Peace, all our angry paffions then!
Let each rebellious figh
Be filent at his fov'reign will.
And ev'ry murmur die.
5 If fmiling mercy crown our lives,
Its praifes lhall be fpread ;
And we'll adore the juftice too
That ftrikes our comforts dead.
JBook I.J H Y M N VI. VII.
HYMN VI. [C. M.]
Triumph over death, Job xix, 25-27.
j pREAT God, I own thy fentence juft;
\JJT And nature muft decay:
I yield my body to the duft,
To dwell with fellow clay.
2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave,
And trample on the tombs:
Myjefus, my Redeemer lives,
My God, my Saviour comes.
3 The mighty Conq'ror mall appear
High on a royal feat,
And Death, the laft of all his foes,
Lie vanquiuVd at his feet.
4 Tho7 greedy worms devour my fkin,
And gnaw my wafting flefh,
When God fhall build my bones again,
He clothes them all afrefh :
5 Then mall I fee thy lovely face
With ftrong immortal eyes,
And feaft upon thine unknown grace
With pleafure and furprife.
HYMN VII. [CM.]
The invitation of the go/pel : or, Jpiritual food
and clothing. Ifa. lv. 1, &e.
1 T ET ev'ry mortal ear attend,
_L* And ev'ry heart rejoice ;
The trumpet of the gofpel founds
With an inviting voice.
2 Ho ! all ye hungry ftarving fouls
.That feed upon the wind,
And vainly ftrive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind j
6 HYMN VIII. [Book I.
3 Eternal wifdom has prepar'd
A foul-reviving feaft,
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision tafle.
4 Ho ! ye that pant for living ftreams,
And pine away and die ;
Heje you may quench your raging thirfi
With fprings that never dry.
5 Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
6 [Ye periihing and naked poor,
Who work with mighty pain
To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your fin ;
jr Come naked, and adorn your fouls
In robes prepar'd by God,
Wrought by the labours of his Son,
And dy'd in his own blood.]
8 Dear God! the treafures of thy love
Are everlafting mines,
Deep as our helplefs mis'ries are,
And boundlefs as our fins!
9 The happy gates of gofpel-grace
Stand open night and day":
Lord, we are come to feek fupplies,
And drive our wants away.
HYMN VIII. (CM.)
The fafety and protection of the church,
Iia. xxvi. i—6.
O W honourable is the place
Where we adoring ftand}
Zion, the glory of the earth,
And beauty of the laud J
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Book I.] HYMN IX. >
a Bulwarks of mighty grace defend
The city where we dwell ;
The walls, of ftrong Taxation made9
Defy th' alTaults of hell.
3 Lift up the everlafting gates,
The doors wide open fling;
Enter, ye nations that obey
The flatutes of our king.
4 Here (hall you tafte unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace ;
You that have known Jehovah's name^
And ventur'd on his grace.
5 Truft in the Lord, for ever trull,
And banifli all your fears :
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells,
Eternal as his years.
6 What tho' the rebels dwell on high,
His arm fhall bring them low :
Low as the caverns of the grave
Their lofty heads fhall bow.
7 On Babylon our feet (hall tread
In that rejoicing hour;
The ruins of her walls fhall fpread
A pavement for the poor.
HYMN IX. [CM.]
The promifes of the covenant of grace,
Ifa. lv. i, 2. Zech. xiii. i. Micah vii. iq,
Ezek. xxxvi. 25, &c.
l T N vain we laviih out our lives
JL To gather empty wind :
The choiceft b tellings earth can yield
Will ftarve a hungry mind.
2- Come, and the Lord fhall feed our fouls
With more fubftantial meat;
With fuch as faints in glory love,
With fuch as angels eat,
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8 HYMN IX. [Book I
3 Onf God will ev'ry want fupply,
And fill our hearts with peace ;
He gives by covenant and by oath
The riches of his grace.
4 Come, and he'll cleanfe our fpotted fouls,
And wafh away our Mains,
In the dear fountain that his Son
Pour'd from his dying veins.
5 [Our guilt fhall vanifh all away,
Tho' black as hell before;
Our fins lhall fink beneath the fea,
And lhall be found no more.
6 And left pollution mould o'erfpread
Our inward pow'rs again,
His Spirit fhall bedew our fouls
Like purifying rain.]
J Our heart, that flinty itubborn thing,
That terrors cannot move,
That fears no threathings of his wrath,
Shall be dillolv'd by love :
8 Or he can take the flint away,
That would not lie refin'd.
And from the treasures of his grace
Bellow a fofter mind.
9 There lhall his facred Spirit dwell,
And deep engrave his law;
And ev'rv motion of our fouls
To fwift obedience draw.
10 Thus will he pour faivation down,
And we fhall render praife ;
We the dear people of his love,
And he our God of grace,
Book I.] HYMN X.Xf, 9
HYMN X. [S. M.]
The blefjednefs of go/pel times : or, the revelation
of Chrift to jfews and Gentiles,
Ifa. v. 2, 7--10. Matt. xiii. 16, 17*
1 ttOW beauteous are their feet
rl Who ftand on Zion's hill!
Who bring falvation on their tongues.
And words of peace reveal*
2 How charming is their voice !
How fweet the tidings are !
',' Zion, behold thy Saviour-King,
" He reigns and triumphs here."
3 How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful found,
Which kings and prophets waited for3
And fought, but never found !
4 How bleiled are our eyes
That fee this heav'nly light;
Prophets and kings dehr'd it long.
But dy'd without the. fight!
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs,
And deferts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Thro' all the earth abroad :
Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
HYMN XL [L. M.]
The humble enlightened, and carnal reafon hum-
bled: or, the' Jbvereignty of> grace.
Luke x. 21, 22.
1 rT'HER.E. was an hour when Chrift re-
A joic'd,
And fpoke his joy in words of praife;
_ Father, I thank thee, mighty God,
Lord of the earth, and heav'ns and fcas.
30 HYMN XII. [Book I.
2 " I thank thy fov'reign pow'r and love,
" That crowns my doctrine with fuccefs;
" And makes the babes in knowledge learn
" The heights, and breadths, and lengths
" of grace.
3 " But all this glory lies conceal'd
" From men of prudence and of wit ;
" The prince of darknefs blinds their eyes,
<c And their own pride refifts the li'<ht.
4 " Father, 'tis thus, becaufe thy will
" Chofe and ordain'd it mould be fo ;
'* 'Tis thy delight t' abafe the proud,
li And lay the haughty fcorner low.
5 " There's none can know the Father right,
" But thofe that learn it from the Son;
" Nor can the Son be well receiv'd,
'-' But where the Father makes him known.
6 " Then let our fouls adore our God,
" That deals his graces as he pleafe ;
" Nor gives to mortals an account
" Or of his actions, or decrees."
HYMN XII. [CM.]
Free grace in revealing (Thrift, Luke x. 21.
I TESUS, the man of conftant grief,
J A mourner all his days ;
His Spirit once rejoic'd aloud,
And turn'd his joy to praife..
2. " Father, I thank thy wond'rous love,
" That hath reveal'd thy Son
" To men unlearned ; and to babes
" Has made thy gofpel known.
3 " The myft'ries of redeeming grace
" Are hidden from the wife;
" While pride and carnal reas'ning join
" To fwell and blind their eyes."
B-ook I.] HYMN XIII. XIV. n
4 Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth
His great decrees fulfil,
And orders all his works of grace
By his own fov'reign will.
HYMN XIII. [L. M.]
The Son of God incarnate : or, the titles and
the kingdom of Chrift, Ifaiah ix. 2, 6, 7.
j T~iHE lands that long in darknefs lay,
J_ Now have beheld a heav'nly light;
Nations that fat in death's cold made,
Are blefs'd with beams divinely bright.
% The virgin's promised Son is born;
Behold th' expected child appear!
What mall his names or titles be?
" The Wonderful, the Counfellor!"
3 [This infant is the mighty God,
Come to be fuckled and ador'd ;
Th7 eternal Father, Prince of Peace,
The Son of David, and his Lord.]
4 The government of earth and feas
Upon his fhoulder (hall be laid;
His wide dominions ihall increafe,
And honours to his name be paid-
5 Jefus, the holy child, mail fit
High on his father David's throne; -
Shall cruih his foes beneath his feet, 9J*sC> ■ 2- ■
And reign to ages yet unknown. 1(**> /^
HYMN XIV. [L.-M.]
The triumph of faith: or, Chrift'j unchangea-
ble love, Rom. viii. 33, &c.
J TT7HO ihall the Lord's eleft condemn 2
VV 'Tis God that juftifies their fouls i
And mercy, like a mighty Itream,
O'er all their fins divinely rolls.
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12 HYMN XV. [Bookl.
2 Who fhall adjudge the faints to hell ?
"Tis Chrift that fuffer'd in their Head;
And the falvation to fulfil,
Behold him riling from the dead !
3 He lives ! he lives, and fits above,
For ever interceding there:
Who fhall divide us from his love?
Or what fhould tempt us to defpair?
4 Shall perfecution, or diftrefs,
Famine, or fword, ornakednefs?
He that hath lov'd us bears us thro',
And makes us more than conqu'rors too.
5 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r,
It triumphs in the dying hour:
Chrift is our life, our joy, our hope;
Nor can we ftnk with fuch a prop.
6 Not all that men on earth can do,
Nor pow'rs on hi^h, nor pow'rs below,
Shall caufe his mercy to remove,
Or wean our hearts from Chrift our love.
HYMN XV. [L. M.]
Our own* weakncfs, and Chrift our ftrength,
2 Cor. xii. 7, 9. 10.
1 T ET me but hear my Saviour fay,
• jLj " Strength fhall be equal to thy day;"
. X-hen I rejoice in deep diftrefs,
Leasing on all-fufficient grace.
2 I glory in infirmity,
That Chrift's own pow'r may reft on me;
When I am weak, then am I ftrong;
Grace is my lhield, and Chrift my fong.
3 I can do all things, or can bear
Ail fufPrjngs, if my Lord be there;
Sweet pjteafures mingle with the pains,
While his left hand my head fuftains,
Book L] HYMN XVI. XVII. 15
4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn,
And we attempt the work alone,
When new temptations fpring and rife,
We find how great our weaknels is.
5 So Samfon, when his hair was loft,
Met the Phiiiftines to his colt;
Shook his vain limbs with fad furprife,
Made feeble fight, and loft his eyes.
HYMN XVI. [C. M.]
Hcjama to Chrift,
Matt. xxi. 9. Luke xix. 38, 40,
1 TJ" O S A N N A to the royal Son
XL Of David's ancient line !
His natures two, his perfon one,
Myfterious and divine.
1 The root of David here, we find,
And offspring, is the fame;
Eternity and time 3re join'd
In our Immanuei's name.
3 Blefs'd he that comes to wretched men
With peaceful news from heav'n !
Hofannas of the higheft ftrain
To Chrift the Lord be giv'n !
4 Let mortals ne'er refufe to take
Th' hofanna on their tongues,
Left rocks and ftones lhould rife and break
Their filence into fongs.
H Y M N XVII. [C. M,]
ViBory over death, j Cor. sv. 55, &a
1 /~\ For an overcoming faith,
\_/ To cheer my dying hours,
To triumph o'er the moniter, Death,
And all his frightful pow'rsl
i4 HYMN XVIII. XIX. [Book L
2 Joyful, with all the ftrength I have,
My quiv'ring lips fhould fing,
" Where is thy boafled \jicVry, Grave;
" And where the monfter's fling?"
3 If fin be pardon'd, I'm fecure;
Death hath no fling befide;
The law gives fin its damning pow'r;
But (Thrift, my ranfom, dy'd.
4 Now to the God of victory
Immortal thanks be paid,
VVho makes us conqu'rors while we die
Thro' Chrift our living head.
HYMN XVIII. [CM.]
Blejjed are the dead that die in the Lord,
Rev. xiv. 3.
EAR what the voice from heav'n pro«
claims
For all the pious dead ;
Sweet is the favour of their names,
And foft their fleeping bed.
% They die in Jefus and are blefs'd ;
How kind their /lumbers are !
From fuff'rings and from fins releas'd.,
And freed from ev'ry fnare.
3 Far from this world of toil and ftrife^
They're prefent with the Lord ;
The labours of their mortal life
End in a large reward.
HYMN XIX. [C.M.J
The Jong of Simeon : or, death made deJiraNe,
Luke ii. 27, &c.
IT ORD, at thy temple we appear,
X_j As happy Simeon came,
And hope to meet our Saviour here 5
O make our joys the fame !
SH
BookL] HYMN XX. 15
% With what divine and vaft delight
The good old man was fill'd,
When fondly in his withered arms
He ciafp'd the holy child !
3 " Now I can leave this world (he cry'd)
*' Behold thy fervant dies ;
*' I've feen thy great falvation, Lord;
" And clofe my peaceful eyes.
4 " This is the light prepaid to thine
" Upon the Gentile lands;
*.* Thine Ifr'el's glory, and their hope,
" To break their llavilh bands."
5 [Jefus ! the vifion of thy face
Hath overpow'ring charms!
Scarce (hall I feel death's cold embrace, ,
If (Thrift be in my arms.
6 Then, while ye hear my heartftrings break,
How fweet my minutes roll!
A mortal palenefs on my cheek,
And glory in my foul.]
HYMN XX. [C. M. j
Spiritual apparel, namely, the robe of righteouf-
nefs, and garment of falvation, Ifa. lxi. 10.
3 a WAKE, my heart, arife my tongue^
jtx. Prepare a tuneful voice,
In God, the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice.
a 'Tis he adorn'd my naked foul,
And made falvation mine ;
Upon a poor pulluted worm
He makes his graces mine.
3 And left the fhadow of a fpot,
Should on my foul be found,
He took the robe the Saviour wrought
And caft it all around.
AS
i6 HYMN XXI. [Book I.
4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!
Thefe ornaments, how bright they fhine!
How white the garments are!
5 The Spirit wrought my faith, and love,
And hope, .and ev'ry grace :
But jefus fpent his life to work
The robe of righteoufnefs.
6 Strangely, my foul, art thou array'd
By the great Sacred Three !
In fweeteft harmony of praife
Let all thy pow'rs agree.
HYMN XXI. [CM.]
A vljion of the kingdom of Chrift among men.
Rev. xxi. 1--4.
2 T O, what a glorious fight appears
-l—< To our believing eyes!
The earth and feas are pafs'd away,
And the old rolling fides :
a From the third beav'n, where Goci refides,
That holy, happy place,
The New Jerufalem comes down,
Adonfri with mining grace.
3 Attending angels lhout for joy,
And the bright armies fing,
" Mortals, behold the facred feat
" Of your defcending King.
4 u The God of glory down to men
'* Removes his blefs'd abode;
" Men, the dear objects of his grace,
" And he the loving God.
5 " His own foft hand (hall wipe the tears
" From ev'ry weeping eye;
€l And pains and groans, and griefs and fears,
" And death itfelf ihaU die."
Book I.] HYMN XXIV. XXV. 1 7
6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long!
Shall this bright hour delay?
Fly fwifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day.
HYMN XXII. and XXIII. referred to
Pfalm C2.xv.
HYMN XXIV. [L.M.]
The rich finder dying, Pfalm xlix. 6, 9, Eccl.
viii. 8. Job iii. 14, 15.
1 tN vain the wealthy mortals toil,
j_ And heap their mining duft in vain ;
Look down and fcorn the humble poor,
And boafr their lofty hills of gain.
2 Their golden cordials cannot eafe
Their pained hearts or aching heads,
Nor fright, nor bribe approaching death,
From glitt'ring roofs and downy beds.
3 The fihg'ring, the unwilling foul,
The difmal fummons muft obey,
And bid a long, a fad farewel,
To the pale lump of lifelcfs clay.
4 Thence they are huddled to the grave,
"Where kings and Haves have equal thrones;
Their bones without difdncHon lie,
Aniongll the heap of meaner bones.
The reft referred to Pfalm xlix.
HYMN XXV. [L.M.]
A vifion cf the Lamb, Rev. v. 6—9,
LL mortal vanities be gone,
A
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears;
Behold amidft th' eternal throne
A vifiots of the Lamb appears.
i8 HYMN XXV. [BookL
2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns,
Mark'd with the blo#dy death he bore ;
Sev'n are his eyes, and fev'n his horns,
To fpeak his wifdom and his pow'r.
3 Lo, he receives a fealed book
From him that fits upon the throne:
Jefus, my Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees, and things unknown.]
4 All the affembling faints around
Fall worshipping before the Lamb,
And in new fongs of gofpel found
Addrefs their honours to his name.
5 [The joy, the fhout, the harmony
Flies o'er the everlafting hills ;
" Worthy art thou alone (they cry)
" To read the book, to loofe the feals.''}
6 Our voices join the heav'nly ftrain,
And with tranfporting pleafure fing,
" Worthy the Lamb that once was ilaiB,
M To be our teacher and our king !"
f His words of prophecy reveal
Eternal counfels, deep defigns;
His grace and vengeance ihali fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful lines :
8 Thou haft redeemed our fouls from heli
With thine invaluable blood:
And wretches that did once rebel,
Are now made fav'rites of their God.
9 Worthy for ever is the Lord,
That dy'd for treafons not his own,
By ev'ry tongue to be ador'd,
And dwell upon his Father's throne!
Book L] HYMN XXVI. XXVII. 19
HYMN XXVI. [C. M.]
Hope of heaven by the refurreCtion of Chrift,
1 Pet. i. 3-5.
1 T)LE S S ' D be the everlafting God,
JD The Father of our Lord ;
Be his abounding mercy prais'd,
His majefty ador'd.
3 When from the dead he rais'd his Son,
And call'd him to the fky,
He gave our fouls a lively hope
That they mould never die.
3 What tho' our inbred fins require
Our flem to fee the dufl,
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rofe,
So all his follow'rs muir.
4 There's an inheritance divine,
Referv'd againft that day;
'Tis uncorrupted, undenTd,
And cannot fade way.
5 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept
Till the falvation come;
We walk by faith, as Grangers here,
Till Chrift {hall call us home.
HYMN XXVII. [C. M.]
Ajjurance of heaven: or, a faint prepared to die,
2 Tim. iv. 6, 7, 8, 18.
1 [t\EATH may dhfolve my body now,
iy And bear my fpirit home ;
Why do my minutes move fo flow,
Nor my falvation come?
2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord,
Finifh'd my courfe, and kept the faith.
And wait the fure reward.]
20 HYMN XXVIII. [Book I.
3 God has laid up in heav'n for me
A crown which cannot fade ;
The righteous judge at that great day-
Shall place it on my head.
4 Nor hath the king of grace decreed
This prize for me alone;
But all that love, and long to fee
Th' appearance of his Son.
5 Jefus, the Lord, (hall guard me fafe
From ev'ry ill defi^n ;
And to his heav'nly kingdom take
This feeble roul of mine.
6 God is my everlafting aid,
And hell fnall rage in vain ;
To him be higheft glory paid,
And endlefs praife — Amen.
HYMN XXVIII. [C. M.]
The triumph of Chrift over the enemies of his
church, Ifa. lxiii. t-- 3, &c.
1 TT7HAT mighty man, or mighty God,
VV Comes travelling in flate
Along the Idumean road,
Away from Bozrah's gate f
2 The glory of his robes proclaim
'Tis fome victorious king :
" Tis I, the juft, th' Almighty One,
" That your falvation bring."
3 Why, mighty Lord, thy faints enquire,
Why thine apparel's red ;
And all thy vefture ftain'd like thofe
Who in the wiiie-prefs tread?
4 " I by myfelf have trod the prefs,
" And crulli'd my foes alone;
" My wrath has ft ruck the rebels dead,
" My fury itamp'd them down.
Book I.] HYMN XXIX. 21
5 " 'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robes
" With joyful fcarlet ftains ;
" The triumph that my raiment wears
" Sprung from my bleeding veins.
6 "Thus lhall the nations be deftroy'd
" That dare infult my faints :
" I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs,
" An ear for their complaints."
HYMN XXIX. [CM,]
The fecond part: or, the ruin of Aniichri$,
Ifa. Ixiii. 4—7.
1 " T Lift my banner (faith the Lord)
1 " Where Antichrift has flood ;
" The city of my gofpel-foes
" Shall be a field of blood.
0. " My heart hath ftudy'd juft revenge,
" And now the day appears;
"The day of my redeemed is come,
" To wipe away their tears.
3 " Quite weary is my patience grown,
" And bids my fury go :
" Swift as the light'ning it fhall move,
ts And be as fatal too.
4 " I call for helpers, but in vain :
" Then has my gofpel none ?
" Well, mine own arm has might enough
" To crufh my foes alone.
5 " Slaughter and my devouring fword
*' Shall walk the ftreets around,
" Babel lhall reel beneath my ftroke,
" And tfagger to the ground."
6 Thy honours, O victorious King !
Thine own right hand {hall raife,
While we thine awful vengeance fing
And our deliverer praife.
%% HYMN XXX. XXXII. [Book L
HYMN XXX. [L. M.]
Prayer for deliverance anfweredy
Ifa. xxvi. 8— 20.
1 T N thine own ways, O God of love,
X We wait the vifits of thy grace ;
Our fouls defire is to thy name,
And the remembrance of thy face.
2 My thoughts are fearching, Lord, for thee
'Mongft the black fhades of lonefome night;
My earneft cries falute the fkies
Before the dawn reftore, the light.
3 Look how rebellious men deride
The tender patience of my God;
But they mall fee thy lifted hand,
And feel the fcourges of thy rod.
4 Hark! the Eternal rends the Iky.
A mighty voice before him goes ;
A voice of mufic to his friends,
But threatning thunder to his foes.
5 Come, children, to your Father's arms,,
Hide in the chambers of my grace,
Till the fierce ftorms be overblown,
And my revenging fury ceafe.
6 My fword (hall boaft its thoufands flain,
And drink the blood of haughty kings,
"While heav'nly peace around my flock
Stretches its foft and thady wings.
HYMN XXXI. referred to Pfalm i.
HYMN XXXII. [CM.]
Strength from heaven, Ifaiah xl. 27- --30.
I TTTHENCE do our mournful thoughts
W arife ?
And where's our courage fled?
Has reftlefs fin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
Book I.] HYMN XXXIX. 23
2 Have we forgot th' almighty name
That form'd the earth and fea ?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?
3 Treasures of everlafting might
In our Jehovah dwell ;
He gives the conqueft to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.
4 Mere mortal pow'r {ball fade and die,
And youthful vigour ceafe ;
But we that wait upon the Lord,
Shall feel our ftrength increafe. _
5 The faints iliall mount on eagles wings,
And tafte the promis'd blifs,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleafure is.
HYMN XXXIII. XXXIV. XXXV. XXXVI,
XXXVII. XXXVIII. referred to Pfalm
cxxxi. cxxxiv. lxvii." lxxiii. xc. and lxxxiv.
KYMN XXXIX. [CM.]
God'x tender care cf his church,
Ifaiah xlix. 13, &c.
1 x j O W fhallmy inward joys arife,
lN And bunt into a fong;
Almighty love infpires my heart,
And pleafure tunes my tongue.
% God on his thirfty Sion hill
Some mercy-drops has thrown,
And folemn oaths have bound his love
To fhow'r falvation down.
3 Why do we then indulge our fears,
Sufpicions and complaints?
Is he a God, and ihaii his grace
Grow weary of hi: faints ?
44 HYMN XL. [Book I.
4 Can a kind woman e'er forget
The infant of her womb,
And 'mongft a thoufand tender thoughts,
Her fuckling have no room ?
5 " Yet, faith the Lord, mould nature change,
' And mothers monfters prove,
" Sion ftill dwells upon the heart
" .Of everlafhng love.
6 " Deep on the palms of both my hands
" I have engrav'd her name;
" My hand fliail raife her ruin'd walls,
" And build her broken frame."
HYMN XL. [L. M.]
The bujinefs and blejjednefs of glorified faints,
Rev. viii. 13, &rc.
1 •' TTTHAT happy men or angels thefe,
VV " That all their robes are fpotlefs
" white?
c< Whence did this glorious troop arrive^
" At the pure realms of hcav'nly light V*
1 From tort'ring racks and burning fires,
And feas of their own blood, they came :
But nobler blood has wafli'd their robes,
Flowing from (Thrift the dying Lamb.
3 Now they approach th' Almighty throne,
With leud hofannas night and day ;
Sweet anthems to the great Three One,
Meafure their blefs'd eternity.
4 No more fhall hunger pain their fouls ;
He bids their parching thiift be gone ;
And fpreads the fhadow of his wings,
To fcreen 'em from the fcorching fun.
5 The Lamb that fills the middle throne,
Shall lhed around his milder beams ;
There lhall they feaft on his rich love,
And dnuk full joys from living ftrearos.
Book I.] HYMN XLI. *$
6 Thus ihall their mighty blifs renew-
Thro' the vail round of endlefs years,
And the foft hand of fov'reign grace,
Heals all their wounds, and wipes their tears.
HYMN XLI. [C. M.]
The fame : cr, the martyrs glorified,
Rev. vii. 13. &c.
I " T^HESE glorious minds, how bright
X " they lhine!
*' Whence all their white array !
" How came they to the happy feats
" Of everlafting day?"
Z From tort'ring pains to endlefs joys
On fi'ry wheels they rode,
And ftrangely wafh'd their raiment white
In Jefu's dying blood.
3 Now they approach a fpotlefs God,
And bow before his throne ;
Their warbling harps and facred fongs
Adore the Holy One.
4 The unveil'd glories of his face
Amongfl his faints refide,
While the rich treafure of his grace
Sees all their wants fupply'd.
5 Tormenting thirft ihall leave their fouls,
And hunger flee as faft ;
The fruit of life's immortal tree
Shall be their fweet repaft.
6 The Lamb Ihall lead his heav'enly flock
Where living fountains rife,
And love divine ihall wipe away
The forrows of their eyes,
26 HYMN XLII. [BookL
HYMN XLII. [CM.]
Divins wrath and mercy, Nahum i. 2, &c.
I a DORE and tremble, for our God
jt\ Is a * confuming fire ;
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raife his vengeance higher.
a Almighty vengeance! how it burns!
How bright his fury glows !
Vaft magazines of plagues and ftorms,
Lie treafur'd for his foes.
3 Thofe heaps of wrath by flow degrees
Are forc'd into a flame,
But kindled, O how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.
4 At his approach the mountains flee,
And feek a wat'ry grave ;
The frighted fea makes hafte away,
And fhrinks up ev'ry wave.
5 Thro* the wild air the weighty rocks
Are fwift as hail ftones hurl'd :
Who dares engage his fiery rage,
That makes the folid woild ?
6 Yet, mighty God ! thy fov'reign grace
Sits regent on the throne,
The refuge of thy chofen race,
When wrath comes ruihing down.
■y Thy hand mall on rebellious kings
A fiery temper! pour,
While we beneath thy fhelt'ring wings
Thy juft revenge adore.
* Heb. xii. 29.
Book I.] HYMN XLV. $
HYMN XLIII. referred to Pfalm c.
HYMN XLIV. referred to Pfalm cxxxiii,
HYMN XLV. [CM.]
The I aft judgment, Rev. xxi. 5—8,
I qEE where the great incarnate God
k3 Fills a majeftic throne,
While from the fkies his awful voice
Bears the latl judgment down.
% [" I am the firft, and I the laft,
*' Thro* endlefs years the fame;
" I AM is my memorial flill,
" And my eternal name.
3 *' Such favours as a God can give,
" My royal grace beftows ;
f* Ye thirfty fouls, come tafte the ftreams
" Where life and pleafure flows.]
4 " [The faint that triumphs o'er his fins,
" I'll own him for a fon ;
" The whole creation (hall reward
" The conquefls he has won.
5 " But bloody hands and hearts unclean,
" And all the lying race,
'* The faithlefs and the fconmg crewj
" That fpurn at offer'd grace ;
6 " They mall be taken from my fight,
" Bound fait in iron chains,
*' And headlong plung'd into the lake
" Where fire and darknefs reigns."]
7 O may I ftand before the Lamb,
When earth and feas are fled!
And hear the judge pronounce my namg
With bleiTmgs on my head]
ft8 HYMN XLVIII. XLIX. [Book I.
S May I with thofe for ever dwell
Who here were my delight,
While finners banifh'd down to hell,
No more offend my fight.
HYMN XLVL XLVII. referred to Pfalm
cxlviii. and Pfalm iii.
HYMN XLVIII. [L. M.]
The Chriftian race, Ifaiah xl. 28-- 31.
l A WA K E our fouls, (away our fears
•**- Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone)
Awake, and run the heav'nly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.
2. True, 'tis a ftrait and thorny road,
And mortal fpirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
That feeds the fixength of ev'ry faint.
3 The mighty God, whofe matchlefs ijow'r
Is ever new, and ever young,
And firm endures while endlefs years
Their everlafting circles run.
4 From thee, the overflowing fpring,
Our fouls mail drink a frefh fupply,
While fuch as truft their native ftrength
Shall melt away, and droop and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our fouls fhall fly,
Nor tire amidft the heav'nly road.
HYMN XLIX. [CM.]
The works of Mofes and the Lamb,
Rev. xv. 3.
I TjOW ftrong thine arm is, mighty God I
JLjL Who would not fear thy name !
Jefus, how fweet thy graces are!
Who would not love the Lamb !
Book I.] HYMN L. 39
2 He has done more than Mofes did,
Our Prophet and our King:
From bonds of hell he freed our fouls,
And taught our lips to fing.
3 In the Red-fea by Mofes' hand
TV Egyptian hoft was drown'd ;
But his own blood hides ai! our fins,
And guilt no more is found.
4 When thro' the defert Ifrael went,
With manna they were fed ;
Our Lord invites us to his fleih,
And calls it living bread.
5 Mofes beheld the promis'd land,
Yet never reach'd the place !
But Ghrift mail bring his foll-ow'rs home
To fee his Father's face.
6 Then will our love and joy be full,
And feel a warmer flame ;
And fweeter voices tune the fong
Of Mofes and the Lamb.
HYMN L. [CM.]
The fong of Zacharias, and the majfege of
John the Baptifl: or, light and falvation by
Jefus Chrift, Luke i. 68, &c John i.
29, 32.
I XjOW be the God of Ifr'el blefs'd,
IN Who makes his truth appear;
His mighty hand fulfils his word,
And all the oaths he fware.
% Now he bedews old David's root
With bleffings from the fkies ;
He makes the branch of promife grow9
The promis'd horn arife.
5a HYMN LI. [Book!,
3 [John was the prophet of the Lord,
To go before his face;
The herald which our Saviour God
Sent to prepare his ways.
4 He makes the grear falvation know.
He fpeaks of pardon'd fins ;
While grace divine, and heav'nly love,
In its own glory Ihines.
5 ** Behold the Lamb of God, (he cries)
" That takes our guilt away :
" I faw the Spirit o'er his head
" On his baptizing day.]
6 M Be ev'ry vale exalted high,
'* Sink ev'ry mountain low;
" The proud muft Hoop, and humble fouls
" mall his falvation know.
7 " The heathen realms with Ifr'el's land
" Shall join in fvveet accord ;
" And all that's born of man lhall fee
'* The glory of the Lord.
8 *' Behold the Morning-ftar arife,
" Ye that in darknefs fit ;
" He marks the path that leads to peace,
" And guides our doubtful feet."
HYMN LI. [S-. M.]
Perfevering grace, Jade 24, 25.
X r~Ti O God the only wife,
J. Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the faints below the ikies,
Their humble praifes bring.
2 ?Tis his almighty love,
His counfei and his care,
Preferves us fafe from fin and death.
And ev'ry hurtful fnare.
Book L] HYMN LIT. 5*
2 He will prefent our fouls
Unblemiih'd and complete,
Before the glory of bis face,
With joys divinely great.
4 Then all the chofen feed
Shall meet around the throne,
Shall blcfs the condua of his grace,
And make his wonders known.
r To our Redeemer God
Wifdom and pow'r belongs,
Immortal crowns of majefty,
And everlafting fongs.
HYMN LII. [L. M.]
Baptifm, Matt, xxviii. 19- ^fts ii. 38.
1 >T*wAS the commiffion of our Lord, ^
X "Go teach the nations and baptize.
The nations have received the Word
Since he afcended to the ikies.
2 He fits upon th' eternal hills.
With grace and pardon in his hands,
And fends his cov'nant with the feals,
To blefs the diftant Britii"h lands.
3 " Repent, and be baptiz'd (he faith)
" For the remiffion of your fins ;"
And thus our fenfe affifts our faith,
And fhews us what his gofpel means.
4 Our fouls he wailies in his blood,
As water makes the body clean;
And the good Spirit from our God
Defcends like purifying rain.
5 Thus we engage ourf elves to thee,
And feal our cov'nant with the Lord %
O may the great Eternal Three
In heav'n our folemn vows record I
32 HYMN LIII. LIV. [Book I.
HYMN LIII. [L. M.]
The holy fcripturesy Heb. i. 2 Tim. iii. 15,
16. Pfalm cxlvii. 19, 20.
1 s~-* OD, who in various methods told
VJT His mind and will to faints of old,
Sent his own Son with truth and grace,
To teach us in thefe latter days.
2 Our nation reads the written word,
That book of life, that fure record ;
The bright inheritance of heav'n
Is by the fweet conveyance giv'n.
3 God's kindeft thoughts are here exprefs'd,
Able to make us wife and blefs'dj
The doctrines are divinely true,
Fit for reproof and comfort too.
4 Ye Britilh ifles, who read his love
In long epiftles from above,
(He hath not fent his facred word
To ev'ry land.) Praife ye the Lord.
HYMN LIV. [L. M.]
Electing grace: or* faints beloved in Chrif!,
Eph. i. 3, &c.
I TESUS, we blefs thy Father's name ;
J Thy God and ours are both the fame ;
What heav'nly bleffings from his throne,
Flow down to iinners thro' his Son !
* " Chrifr be my firft eletf ," he faid ;
Then chofe our foals in Chrifr our head ;
Before he gave the mountains birth,
Or laid foundations for the earth.
3 Thus did eternal love begin
To raife us up from death and fin ;
Our characters were then decreed,
** Blamelsfa in love, a holy iscd"
Book I.] HYMN LV. 33
4 Predeftinated to be fons,
Born by degrees, but chofe at once;
A new regenerated race.
To praife the glory of his grace.
5 With (Thrift our Lord we (hare our part
In the affections of his heart:
Nor (hall our fouls be thence remov'd,
Till he forgets his Firft-belov'd.
HYMN LV. [CM.]
Hezekiah's Jong: or, Jicknefs and recovery,
Ifa. xxxviii. 9, &c.
I TT THEN we are rais'd from deep diftrefs
VV Our God deferves a fong;
We take the pattern of our praife
From Hezekiah's tongue.
■i The gates of the devouring grave
Are open'd wide in vain,
If he that holds the keys of death
Commands them faft again.
3 Pains of the fle(h are wont t' abufe
Our minds with flavith fears ;
" Our days are paft, and we (hall lofe
" The remnant of our years."
4 We chatter with a fwallow's voice,
Or like a dove we mourn,
With bitternefs inftead of joys,
Afflicled and forlorn.
5 Jehovah fpeaks the healing word,
And no difeafe withftands;
Fevers and plagues obey the Lord,
And fly at his commands.
6 If half the firings of life mould break,
He can our frame reftore :
He cafts our fins behind his backA
And they are found no more.
34 HYMN LVI. LVII. [Book I.
HYMN LVI. [C. M.]
Thefongof Mofes and the Lamb: or, Babylon
falling, Rev. xv. 3. and chap. xvi. 19. xvii. 6.
I XT7E fing the glories of thy love,
VV We found thy dreadful name;
The Chriftian Church unites the fongs
Of Mofes and the Lamb.
1 Great God, how wond'rous are thy works
Of vengeance and of grace !
Thou king of faints, Almighty Lord,
How juft and true thy ways !
3 Who dares refufe to fear thy name,
Or worfhip at thy throne !
Thy judgments fpeak thine holinefs,
Thro' all the nations known.
4 Great Babylon, that rules the earth,
Drunk with the martyrs blood,
Her crimes lhall fpeedily awake
The fury of our God.
5 The cup of wrath is ready mix'd,
And the muft drink the dregs;
Strong is the Lord, her fov'reign judge,
And ili a 1 1 fulfil the plagues.
* H Y M N LVII. [C. M.]
Original Jin: or, the fir (I and fecond Adam,
Rom. v. 12, &c. Pfalmli.5. Job xiv, 4.
1 "pACKWARD with humble rtiame we
13 look^
On our original;
How is our nature dafhM and broke
In our firft father's fall?
2 To all that's good averfe and blind,
But prone to all that's iil ;
What dreadful darknefs veils our mind!
How obftinate our will!
Book!.] HYMN LVIII. 35
^Gonceiv'd in fin (O wretched (late!)
' "Before we draw our breath;
^ .Xhe firft young pulie begins to beat
,fx ;T« Iniquity and death.
4 JJow ilrong in our degen'rate blood
1 The old corruption reigns,
«r-;A$d mingling with the crooked flood,
, -x Wanders thro' all our vains !]
*j *Wild and unwholefome as the root
)"> Will ail the branches be;
How can we hope for living fruit
From fuch a deadly tree?
6 What mortal pow'r from things unclean
Can pure productions bring?
Who can command a vital ftream,
From an infected fpringr]
7_ Yet, mighty God ! thy wondrous love
Can make our nature clean,
.While Chrift, and grace prevail above
The tempter, death and iin.
8 The fecond Adam fhall reftore
The ruins of the firfl :
Ho fan n a to that fov'reign pow'r
That new-creates our duft !
HYMN LVIIL (L. M.)
• The devil vanguifhed : or, Michaefj war with
the dragon, Rev. xii. 7.
LET mortal tongues attempt to img
The warsof heav'n, when Michael ftood
Chief general of th' Eternal King,
And fought the battles of our God.
Againitthe dragon and his hoft,
The armies of the Lord prevail :
In vain they rage, in vain they boafr ;
Their courage links, their weapons fail.
B
.6 HYMN LIX. La. [Book I.
1 Down to the earth was Satan thrown ; i)^
° Down to the earth his legions fell;
Then was the trump of triumph blown, «,-
And fhook the dreadful deeps of hell. '*"*.
a Now is the hour of darknefs part, C^ -
thrift hath affum'd his reigning pow r:
Behold the great accufer caft / ^(
Down from the ikies, to rife no more. ^^t
r 'Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb !
Thin- armies trod the tempter down ; 7 *
'Twas by thy word, and pow'rful name,
They gain'd the battle and renown.
6 Rejoice, ye heav'ns ; let ev'ry frar
Shine with new glories round the Iky;
Saints, while ye fin* the heav'nly war,
Raife your deliv'rsr's name on high.
HYMN LIX. (L. M.)
Babylon /ato, Rev. xviii, 20, 21,
t T N Gabriel's hand a mighty ftone
I Lies, a fair type of Babylon:
«< Prophets rejoice, and ail ye faints, <
« God mall avenge your long complaints.
i Ke faid, and dreadful as he flood,
He funk the mill ftone in the flood :
" Thus terribly mall Babel fall, ^
" Thus, and no more be found at all.
HYMN LX. (L. M.)
The virgin Mary's Jong: or, the promised Mcj
fiah born, Luke i. 46, &c.
j r\UR fouls (hall magnify the Lord:
vJ In God the Saviour we rejoice :
While we repeat the virgin's fong,
May the fame Spirit tune our voice !
Book I.} HYMN LXI. 57
2 [The higheft faw her low eftate,
And mighty things his hand hath done:
His over-(hadowing pow'r and grace
Makes her the mother of his Son.
3 Let ev'ry nation call her blefs'd,
And endlefs years prolong her fame;
But God alone rauft be ador'd;
Holy and reverend is his name.]
4 To thofe that fear and truft the Lord,
His mercy ftands for ever fure :
From age to age his promife lives,
And the performance is fecure.
5 He fpake to Abra'm and his feed,
" In thee (hall all the earth be blefs'd ;,?
The mem'ry of that ancient word
Lay long in his eternal bread.
6 But now no more (hall Ifr'el wait,
No more the Gentiles lie forlorn:
Lo, the defire of nations comes,
Behold the promis'd feed is born \
HYMN LXI. (L.M.)
Chrift mir High Priefl and King, and Chrift
coming to judgment, Rev. i. 5--- 7.
iVT OW to the Lord, that makes us know
IN The wonders of his dying love,
Be humble honours paid below,
And (trains of nobler praife above.
z 'Twas he that cleans'd our fouled (ins,
And waiVd us in his riche-1 blood ;
'Tis he that makes us pridls and kings,
And brings us rebels near to God.
3 To jefus our atoning Pried,
To Jefus our fuperior King,
Be everlafting power coufefs'd,
Ar.d ev'ry tongue his glory fing.
B 2
33 HYMN LXII. [Book I.
4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes,
And ev'ry eye ihall fee him move ;
Tho' with our fins we pierc'd him once;
Then he difplays his pard'ning love.
5 The unbelieving world fhall wail,
While we rejoice to fee the day:
Come, Lord ; nor let thy promife fail,
Nor let thy chariots long delay.
HYMN LXII. (CM.)
Chrift Jefus the Lamb of God, worjhipped by
all the creation, Rev. v. 1 1 — i 3.
1 /~i OME let us join our cheerful fongs
V>< With angels round the throne ;
Ten thoufand thoufand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2. " Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, (they cry)
*' To be exalted thus:"
<c Worthy the Lamb, (our lips reply)
" For he was flain for us."
3 Jefus is worthy to receive
Honour and pow'r divine ;
And bleffings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the fky,
And air and earth and feas,
Confpire to lift thy glories high.
And fpeak thine endlefs praife.
5 The whole creation join in one,
To blefs the facred name
Of him that fits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
Book I.] H Y M N LXIIL LXIV. 39
HYMN LXIIL (L. M.)
ChriftV humiliation and exaltation, Rev. v. 12.
1 II J H AT equal honours ihall we bring
VV To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,
When all the notes that angels ling
Are far inferior to thy name?
2 Worthy is he that once was flain,
The Prince of Peace that groan'd and dy'd.
'Worthy to rife, and live, and reign
At this Almighty Father's fide.
3 Pow'r and dominion are his due,
Who ltood condem'd at Pilate's bar;
Wifdom belongs to Jefus too,
Tho' he. was charg'd with madnefs here,
4 All riches are his native right,
Yet he fuftain'd amazing lofs ;
To him afcribe eternal might,
Who left his weaknefs on the crofs,
5 Honour immortal mult be paid,
Inftead of fcandal and of fcorn ;
While glory mines around his head,
And a bright crown without a thorn.
5 Ble flings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the curfe for wretched men;
Let angels found his facred name,
And ev'ry creature fay, Amen.
H Y M N LXIV. (S. M.)
Adoption, 1 John iii. /, &c. Gal. iv. 6\
I T> EH OLD what wondrous grace
JD The Father has beftow'd
On fianers of a mortal race,
To call them fons of God!
I 'Tis no furprifing thing,
That we mould be unknown ;
The jewifli world knew not their King,
God's everlafting Son:
4o HYMN XLV. [Book I.
3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we muft be made,
But when we fee our Saviour here,
We fhall be like our head.
4 A hope fo much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our fouls from fenfe and fin,
As Chrift the Lord is pure.
5 If in my Father's love
I fhare a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove
To reft upon my heart.
6 We would no longer lie
Like flaves heneath the throne;
My faith ihall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.
HYMN LXV. (L. M.)
27ie kingdoms of the world become the kingdoms
of tli. Lord : or, the day of judgment. Rev.
xi. 15.
1 T ET the feventh angel found on high,
I j Let ihouts be heard thro' all the fky;
Kings of the earth with glad accord
Give up your kingdoms to the Lord.
2 Almighty God, thy pow'r affume,
Who wart, and art, and art to come:
Jefus, the Lamb who once was (lain,
For ever hve, for ever reign!
3 The angry nations fret and roar,
That they can ilay the faints no more;
On wings of veng'ance flies our God,
To pay ^he long arrears of blood.
4 Now muft: the riling dead appear;
Now the decifive fentence hear;
Now the dear martyrs of the Lonl
Receive an infinite reward.
Book I.] HYMN LXVI. 4t
HYMN LXVL (C. M.)
Chrift the King at his table, Cant. i. 2—5,
12, 13, 17-
I t ET him embrace my foul and prove
JLj My int'reft in his heav'nly love:
Tire voice that tells me " Thou art mine,"
Exceeds the bleffings of the vine.
a On thee th' anointing Spirit came,
And fpread the favour of thy name ;
That oil of gladnefs and of grace
Draws virgin fouls to meet thy face.
3 Jefus, allure me by thy charms ;
My foul lhall fly into thine arms !
Our wand'ring feet thy favours bring
To the fair chambers of the King.
4 [Wonda- and pleafure tune our voice
To fpeaPthy praifes and our joys :
Our mem'ry keeps this love of thine
Beyond the tafte of richeft wine.]
5 Tho7 in ourfelves deform'd we are,
And black as Kedar's tents appear;
Yet when we put thy beauties on,
Fair as the courts of Solomon.
6 [While at the table fits the King,
He loves to fee us fmile and ting :
Our giaces are our beft perfume,
And breathe like fpikenard round the room, j
7 As myrrh new-bleeding from the tree,
Such is a dying Chrift to me ;
And while he makes my foul his gueft,
My bofom, Lord, ihall be thy reft.
8 [No beams of cedar or of fir,
Can with thy courts on earth compare;
And here we wait until thy love
ftaife us to nobler feats above.]
42 H Y M N LXVII. LXVIII. [Book I.
HYMN LXVII. (L. M.)
Seeking the pajiures of Chrift the Shepherd,
Cant. i. 7.
1 'THOU whom my foul admires above
JL All earthly joy, and earthly love,
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know,
Where doth thy fweeteft pafture grow?
2 Where is the fhadow of that rock,
That from the fun defends thy flock?
Fain would I feed among thy Iheep,
Among them reft, among them fleep.
3 Why inould thy bride appear like one
That turns afide to paths unknown?
My conftant feet would never reve,
Would never feek another love.
4 [The footfteps of thy flock I fee :
Thy fweeteft paftures here they be:
A wondrous feaft thy love prepares, (tears.
Bought with thy wounds, and groans, and
5 His deareft flelh he makes my food,
And bids me drink his richefl blood:
Here to thefe hills my foul will come,
Till my beloved leads me home.]
HYMN LXVIII. (L, M.)
The banquet of love, Cant. ii. 1---4, 6,
3 -nEHOLD the Rofe of Sharon here.
J£3 The Lily which the vallies bear;
Behold the Tree of Life, that gives
Refreshing fruit and healing leaves.
2 Amongft the thorns fo lilies mine,
Amongft wild gourds the noble vine:
So in mine eyes my Saviour proves,
Aniidft a thoufand meaner loves, •
Book I.J HVMN LXIX. 43
3 Beneath his cooling made I fat,
To fhield me from the burning heat;
Of heav'nly fruit he lpreads a feaft,
To feed my eyes and pieafe my tafte*
4 [Kindly he brought me to the place
Where Hands the banquet of his grace;
He faw me faint, and o'er my head
The banner of his love he fpread.
5 With living bread and gen'rous wine^
He cheers this finking heart of mine;
And op'ning his own heart to me,
He mews his thoughts how kind they be.]
6 O never let my Lord depart ;
Lie down and reft upon my heart;
I charge my fms not once to move,
Not ftir, nor wake, r.or grieve my love.
HYMN LXIX. {J^M^J-iAd.
Cbrifl appearing to his church, and jeeking he?
company, Cant. ii. 8 — ^ 3-
1 nnHE voice of my beloved founds
JL Over the rocks and riling grounds;
O'er hiils of guilt, and feas of grief,
He leaps, he flies to my relief.
2 Now, thro' the veil of fleih, I fee
With eyes of love he looks at me;
Now in the gofpel's cleareft glafs
He thews the beauties of his face.
3 Gently he draws my heart along,
Both with his beauties and his tongue;
4i Rife (faith my Lord) make haf!:e away;
'* No mortal joys are worth thy fray.
4 " The Jewish wint'ry Hate is gone,
" The miils are fitd, the fpri ig comes on;
" The facred turtle-dove we hear
" Proclaim the new, the joyful year*
44 HYMN LXX. [Book I.
5 " TV immortal vine of heav'nly root,
" Blbiroms and buds, and gives her fruit."
Lo, we are come to tafte the wine ;
Our fouls rejoice and blefs the vine.
6 And when we hear our Jefus fay,
" Rife up my love, make hafte away !"
Our hearts would fain out-fly the wind,
And leave all earthy loves behind.
HYMN LXX. (L. M.)
Chrifl inviting, and the church anfwering the
invitation, Cant. ii. 14, 16, 17.
I [TTARK ! the Redeemer from on high
X~i. Sweetly invites his fav'rites nigh ;
From caves of darknels and of doubt,
He gently fpeaks, and calls us out:
2- u My dove, who hideft in the rock,
" Thine heart almoft with forrow broke,
" Lift up thy face, forget thy fear,
" And let thy voice delight mine ear.
3 ct Thy voice to me founds ever fweet ;
li Mv graces in thy count'nance meet;
" Tho* the vain world thy face defpife,
" 'Tis bright and comely in mine eyes."
4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives .
The hope thine invitation fcives :
To thee our joyful lips fiiaUjra^fe
The voice of prayer, and ofpraife.]
5 [I am my love's and he is mine ;
Our hearts, our hopes, our paflions join!
Nor let a motion, nor a ward,
Nor thought arife, to grieve my Lord.
6 My foul to paMnres fair he leads,
Amongft the lilies where he feeds ;
Arriorigft the faints (whefe robes are white,
WanYd in his biood) is his delight.
Book I.] HYMN LXXI. 45
7 Till the daybreak, and fhadows flee,
Till the fweet dawning light I fee,
Thine eyes to me-ward often turn,
Nor let mv foul in darknefs mourn.
8 Be like a hart on mountains green,
Leap o'er the hills of fear and fin ;
Nor guilt, nor unbelief, divide
My Love, my Saviour, from my fide. J
HYMN LXXI. (L. M.)
Chrift found in the ftreet,jmd brought to the
jO
church, Cant, ill- »~5
FT E N I feek my Lord by night ;
r jefus, my love, my foul s delight ;
With warm defire and reftleis thought,
I feek him oft, but find him not.
2 Then I arife and fearch the ftreet,
Till I mv Lord, my Saviour meet;
I aik the watchmen of the night,
" Where did you fee my foul s delight.
3 Sometimes I find him in my way,
Directed by a heav'nly ray;
I leap for jov to fee his face,
And hold him fall in my embrace.
4 [I bring him to my mother's home ;
Nor does my Lord refute to come
To Sion's facred chambers, where
My foul firft drew the vital air.
5 He gives me there his bleeding heart,
Pierc'd for my fake with deadly fmart;
"T give my foulio him, and there
Our love's thejPmutual tokens lhare.]
6 I charge you all, ye earthly toys,
Approach not to difturb my joys;
Nor fin nor hell come near my heart,
Nor caufe my Saviour to depart.
46 H.Y M N LXXII. LXXIII. [Book I.
HYMN LXXII. (L. M.)
The coronation if Ohrift, and ejpcufak of tbt
churchy Cant. Hi. n.
3 T\ WGHTERS of Sion, come, behold
JLI The crown of honour and of gold,
Which the glad church, with joys unknown,
Plac'd on the hear) of Solomon.
2 Jefus, thou ever Jailing King !
Accept the tribute which we bring;
Accept the well-deferv'd renown,
And wear our praifes as thy crown.
3 Let ev'ry ad of worthip be
Like our efponfals, Lord, to thee;
Like the dear hour when from above
We firft receivM thy pledge of love.
4 The giadnei's of that happy day!
Our hearts would with it ion? to flay;
Nor let our faith forfake its hold,
Nor comfort link, nor love grow cold.
5 Each following minute as it liies,
Increafe thy praife, improve our joys;
Till we are rais'd to fing thy name,
At the great fupper of the Lamb.
6 O that the months would roll away,
And bring that coronation-day!
The King of Grace thai! fill the throne,
With all his Father's glories on.
HYMN LXXIII. (L. M.)
The church's beauty in tin eyes of Cbrift,
Cant. iv. i,*io, n,*7, o, 8.
!K
IND s the fpeech of Thrift our Lord,
ffeclion founds in ev'ry word ;
Lo, thou art fair, my lov* ! (he cries)
Not the young deves have fweeter eves.
Book I.] HYMN LXXIV. 47
2 [" Sweet are thy lips, thy pleafing voice
*< Salutes mine ear with fecret-joys;
** No fpice fo much delights the fmell,
" Nor milk nor honey tafte fo well.]
3 U Thou art all fair, my bride, to me;
" I will behold no fpot in thee."
What mighty wonders love performs,
And puts a comelinefs o» worms !
4 Defil'd and loathfome as we are,
He makes us white, and calls us fair;
Adorns us with that heav'nly drefs,
His graces and his righteoufnefs.
5; " My lifter, and my fpoufe, (he cries)
" Bound to my heart by various ties,
" Thy pow'rful love my heart detains
*' In ftrong delight and pleafing chains."
6 He calls me from the leopard's den,
From this wide world of beafts and men,
To Sion, where his glories are ;
Not Lebanon is half fo fair.
7 Nor dens of prey, nor flow'ry plains,
Nor earthly joys, nor earthly pains,
Shall hold my feet, or force my flay,
When Chrift invites my foul away.
HYMN LXXIV. (L, M.)
The church the garden of Chrift,
Cant. iv. 12, 14, 15. and ver. 1.
1 \\T^ are a garden walFd around,
Vy Chofen and made peculiar ground;
A little fpot inclos'd by grace,
Out of the world's wide wildernefs.
1 Like trees of myrrh and fpice we Hand,
Planted by God the Father's hand ;
And all his fprings in Sion flow,
To .make the young plantation grow.
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48 H Y M N LXXV. [Book I.
3 Awake, O heav'nly wind, and come,
Blow on this garden of perfume;
Spirit divine ! defcend and breathe
A gracious gale on plants beneath.
4 Make our belt fpices flow abroad,
To entertain our Saviour-God,
And faith, and love, and joy appear,
And ev'ry grace be aclive here.
5 [Let my beloved come and tafte
His pleafant fruits at his own feaft :
<c I come, mr fpoufe, I come," he criee,
With love and pleafure in his eyes.
6 Our Lord ;nro his garden comes,
Wel'-p'eas'd to fmell our poor perfumes;
And calls us to a feaft divine,
Sweeter than honey, milk, or wine.
7 4t Ea: of the tree of life, my friends,
44 The niefiings thar my father fends ;
'* Your tafte lhall all my dainties prove^
" And drink abundance of my love."
8 Jefus we will frequent thy board,
And fing the bounties of our Lord;
But the rich food on which we live
Demands more praife than tongues can give.]
HYMN LXXV. (L. M.)
TJie defer iption of Chriftthe Beloved,
Cant. v. 9—12, 14—16.
2 HHHE wondrin^ world inquires to know
X Why I mould love my Jefus fo ;
" W^at are his charms, (fay they) above
"The objects of a mortal love?"
4 Yes, my Beloved, to my fight
Shews a fweet mixture, red and white:
All human beauties, all divine,
In my Beloved meet and mine.
Book I.] HYMN LXXV. 49
3 White k his foul, from blemifh free ;
Red, with the blood he fhed for me;
The faireft of ten thoufand fairs;
A fun amongft ten thoufand ftars.
4 [His head the fineft gold excels;
There wifdom in perfection dwells ;
And glory like a crown adorns
Thofe temples once befet with thorns.
5 Companions in his heart are found,
Hard by the fignals of his wound :
His facred fide no more (hall bear
The cruel fcourge, the piercing fpear.j
6 [His hands are fairer to behold
Than di'monds fet in rings of gold ;
Thofe heav'nly hands that on the tree
Were naiPd and torn, and bled for me.
7 Tho' once he bow'd his feeble knees,
Loaded with fins and agonies ;
Now on the throne of his command
His legs like marble pillars ftand.]
8 [His eyes are majefty and love,
The eagle temper' d with the dove ;
No more mall trickling forrows roll
Thro' thofe dear windows of his foul.]
9 His mouth, that pour'd out long complaints,
Now fmiles, and cheers his fainting faints;
His countenance more graceful is
Than Lebanon with ail its trees.
10 All over glorious is my Lord ;
Muft be belov'd and yet ador'd:
His worth if ail the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him too !
5o H Y M N LXXVI. LXXVII. x [Book I.
HYMN LXXVI. (L. M.)
Chrift dwells in heaven, but vifits on earth,
Cant. vi. 1--3, 12.
1 TXT HEN Grangers ftand and hear me
VV tell
What beauties in my Saviour dwell;
"Where he is gone they fain would know,
That they may feek and love him too.
2 My beft Beloved keeps his throne
On hills of light in worlds unkown:
But he defcends and ihews his face
In the young gardens of his grace.
3 [In vineyards planted by his hand.
Where fruitful trees in order ftand;
He feeds among the fpicy buds,
Where lilies fhew their fpotlefs heads.
4 He has engrofs'd my warmer! love ;
No earthly charms my foul can move:
I have a ranfom in his heart,
Nor death, nor hell, ihall make us part.]
5 [He takes my foul ere I'm aware,
And Ihews me where his glories are;
No chariots of Amminadib
The heav'nly rapture can defcribe.
6 O may my ipirit daily rife
On wings of faith above the Ikies,
Till death (hall make my laft remove
To dwell for ever with my love.]
H Y M N LXXVII. (L. M.)
The lore of Chrifl to the church in his language
to her, and provijiofu for her,
Canticles vii. 5, 6, <j, 12, 13.
I V|Ow m tne gall'ties of his grace
i\l Appears the King, and thus he fays,
** How fair my faints are in my light!
M My love! how pleafant for delight!"
Book I.] HYMN LXXVIIL ■ 51
2 Kind is thy language, fov'reign Lord,
There's heav'nly grace in ev'ry word I
From that dear mouth a ftreara divine
Flows fweeter than the choiceft wine.
3 Such wond'rous love awakes the lip
Of faints that^were almoft aileep,
To fpeak t#£ praifes of thy name,
And make our cold affections flame*
4 Thefe are the joys he lets us know,
In fields and villages below,
Gives us a reliili of his love.
But keeps his nobleft feaft above.
5 In Paradife, within the gates,
An higher entertainment waits;
Fruits new and old laid up in ftore,
Where we fhall feed, but thirft no more,
HYMN LXXVIIL (L. M.)
The Jlrenghth of Chriit\r love, and the foul'*
jealosy of her own,
Cant. vili. 5-7, 13, 14.
W
That travels from the wildernefs,
And prefs'd with furrows and with fins,
On. her beloved Lord me leans!
This is thefpoufe of (Thrift our God,
Bought with the treafures of his blood;
And her requeft, and her complaint,
Is but the voice of ev'ry faint.
" O iet my name engraven ftand
i( Both on thy heart, and on thy hand;
" Seal me upon thine arm, and wear
" That pledge of love for ever there.
" Stronger than death thy love is known,
" Which floods of wrath could never drowuj
*' And hell and earth in vain combine
'.' To quench a fire fo much divine.
B5
r.z HYMN LXXIX. [Book I.
5 '« But I am jealous of my heart,
*' Left it fhould once from thee depart;
" Then let thy name be well imprefsM
"Asa fair fignet on my breaft.
6 " Till thou hall brought me to thy home,
*? Where fears and doubts can never come.;
IC Thy count'riance let me often fee,
" And often thou (halt hear from me.
7 " Come, my beloved, haftc away,
" Cut lh ort the hours of thy delay,
•c Fly like a youthful hart or roe
" Over the hills where fpices grow."
HYMN LXXIX. (L. M.)
A mofning hymn.
Pfalm xix. 5, 8. and Ixxiii. 24, 25.
"i O D of the morning, at whofe voice
The cheerfiil fun makes hafte to rife,
And like a giant doth rejoice
To run his journey thro' the fides ;
From the fair chambers of the eaft
rcuit of his race begins,
And without wcarinefs or reft,
•Ku'jiid the whole e.arlh he flies and mines :
Oh, like the ftm, may I ?:.lr\
Th' appointed duties of the dtfy,
With ready mind and active will
Mare!: on and keep my heav'nly way.
[But I Hi a 1 1 rove and lofe the race,
If God, my fun, mould Sifappear,
And leave me in this world's wide maze,
To follow ev'ry wand'rihg ftar/j
Lord, thy cb umands are -lean and pure,
Eiiii. I.tii'iia; our beclouded eyes;
Thy threat'ittings juft, thy promife fure,
Thy gofpel makes the Ample wife.
Book I.] HYMN LXXX. 53
6 Give me thy counfel for my guide,
And then receive me to thy blifs ;
All my defires and hopes befide
Are faint and cold compar'd with this.
HYMN LXXX. (L. M.)
An evening hymn.
Pfalm iv. 8. and iii. 5, 6. and cxliii. 8.
1 fpHUS far the Lord has led me on,
X Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days,
And ev'ry ev'ning mail make knows
Some fre'lh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to wafte,
And I perhaps am near my home ;
But he forgives my follies pall,
He gives me ftrength for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to fleep:
Peace is the pillow for my head ;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful ftations round my bed.
4 In vain the fons of earth or hell
Tell me a thoufand frightful things ;
MyJjOd in fafety makes me dwell
Beneath the lhadow of his wings.
5 [Faith in his name forbids my fear:
O may thy preferrce ne'er depart !
And in the morning make me hear
The love and kmdnefs of thy heart.
6 Thus when the hour of death flia.ll come:
My fielh (hall reft beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to roufe my tomb,
With fweet falvation in the found,]
54 H Y M N LXXXI. LXXXIL [Book I.
HYMN LXXXI. (L. M.)
A fong for morning or evening,
Lara. iii. 23. Ifa. xlv. 7.
1 T\ T Y God, how endlefs is thy love !
1VJL Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently diftil like early dew.
2 Thou fpreadft the curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my ileeping hours ;
Thy fov'reign word reftores the light,
And quickens all my drowfy pow'rs
3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command;
To thee I confecrate my days ;
Perpetual bleffings from thy hand
Demand perpetual fongs of praife.
H Y M N LXXXIL (L. M.)
God far above creatures: or, man vain and
mortal, Job iv. 17—21.
1 qHALL the vile race of flefh and blood
k) Contend with their Creator, God?
Shall mortal worms prefume to be
More holy, wife, or juft than he?
2 Behold he puts his trurt in none
Of all the fpirits round his throne;
Their natures, when compar'd with his,
Are neither holy, juft, nor wife.
3 But how much meaner things are thep
Who fpfing from duft and dwell in clay?
Touch'd by the finger of thy wrath,
We faint and perilh like the moth.
4 From night to day, from day to night,
We die by thoufands in thy fight:
Bury'd in duft whole nations lie
Like a forgotten vanity.
Book I.] HYMN LXXXIII. LXXXIV.
5 Almighty pow'r, to thee we bow :
How frail are we, how glorious thou !
No more the fons of earth fhall dare
With an eternal God compare.
HYMN LXXXIII. (CM.)
Jffliftions and death under Providence,
Job v. 6-8.
1 vrOT froin the dure affliction grows,
IN Nor troubles rife by chance :
Yet we are born to cares and woes :
A fad inheritance!
2 As fparks break out from burning coals,
And Hill are upwards borne;
So grief is rooted in our fouls,
And man grows up to mourn.
3 Yet with my God I leave my caufe,
And trufc his promis'd grace :
He rules me by his well-known laws
Of love and righteoufnefs.
4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore
Shall fpoil my future peace :
For death and hell can do no more
Than what my Father pleafe.
HYMN LXXXIV. (L. M.)
Salvation, righteoufnefs, andjlrengtk in Chrilr,
Ifa. xlv. 21—25.
1 JEHOVAH fpeaks, let Ifr'el hear,
J Let all the earth rejoice and fear,
While God's eternal Son proclaims
His fov'reign honours and his names :
2 " I am the Laft, and I the Firft,
" The Saviour-God, and God the Juft;
" There's none befide pretends to lhew
" Such juftice and falvation too.
56 HYMN LXXXV. [Book L
3 [" Ye that in fhades of darknefs dwell,
*' Juft on the verge of death and hell,
" Look up to me from diftant lands,
" Light, life, and heav'n, are in my hands.
4 " I by my lioly name have fworn,
" Nor fhall the word in vain return,
M To me fhall all things bend the knee,
" And ev'ry tongue fhall fwear to me.]
5 " In me alone lhall men confefs
" Lies all their flrength and righteoufnefs :
" But fuch as dare defpife my name,
" I'il clothe them with eternal ihame.
6 " In me, the Lord, mall all the feed
" Of Ifr'el from their fins be freed,
" And by their lhining graces prove
<c Their int'reft in my pard'ning love."
HYMN LXXXV. (S. M.)
The fame,
I nnHE Lord on high proclaims
JL His Godhead from his throne;
*' Mercy and jufiice are the names
*' By which I will be known.
a " Ye dying; fouls that fit
" In darknefs and diftrefs,
tl Look from the borders of the pit
" To my recov'ring grace."
3 Sinners mall hear the found;
Their thankful tongues lhall own,
'* Our righteoufnefs and ftrength is found
** In thee, the Lord, alone."
4 In thee fhall Ifr'el truft,
And fee their guilt forgiv'n ;
God will pronounce the linners juft,
And take the faints to heav'n.
Book I.] HYMN LXXXVI. LXXXVII. 5;
• HYMN LXXXVI. (C. M.)
God holy, juft, and fovereign,
Job ix. 2—10.
1 ttOW fhould the fons of Adam's race
JTX. Be pure before their God !
If he contend in righteoufnefs,
We fall beneath his rod.
a To vindicate my words and thoughts
I'll make no more pretence;
Not one of all my thoufand faults
Can bear a juft defence.
3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wife;
Whac vain prefumers dare
Againft their Maker's h?nd to rife,
Or tempt th' unequal war?
4 [Mountains by his almighty wrath
From their old feats are torn ;
He makes the earth, from fouth to north,
And all her pillars mourn.
5 He bids the fun forbear to rife;
Th' obedient fun forbears :
His hand with fackcloth fpreads the ikies, i
And feals up all the liars.
6 He walks upon the ftormy fea;
Flies on the ftormy wind ;
■ There's none can trace his wond'rous way,
Or his dark footfteps find.]
HYMN LXXXVII. (CM.)
God dwells with the humble and penitent,
Ifaiah Ivii. 15, 16.
1 TPHUS faith the High and Lofty One,
A " I fit upon my holy throne ;
" My name is God ; I dwell on high;
" Dwell in my own eternity.
58 HYMN LXXXVIII. [Book I.
^ " But I defcend to worlds below;
" On earth I have a manfion too; •
" The humble fplrit and contrite
** Is an abode of my delight.
3 " The humble foul my words revive,
" I bid the mourning finner live:
" Heal all the broken hearts I find,
" And eafe the forrows of the mind.
4 " [When I contend againft their fin,
" I make them know how vile they've been ;
" But fnould my wrath for ever fmoke,
" Their fouls would link beneath my
" ftroke."
5 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh, *
Left we mould faint, defpair and die!
Thus (hall our better thoughts approve
The methods of thy chaft'ning love.]
HYMN LXXXVIII. (L. M.)
Life the day of grace and hope,
Ecclef. ix. 4—6, io.
I 1 ' IFE is the time to ferve the Lord,
J— i The time tf infure the great reward,
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vileft finner may return.
1 [Life is the hour that God hath giv'n
To 'fcape from hell, and fly to heav'n;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the bleflings of the day.]
3 The living know that they muft die;
But all the dead forgotten lie;
Their mem'ry and their fenfe is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown.
4 [Their hatred and their love is loft,
Their envy bury'd in the duft;
They have no thare in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the fun.]
Book I.] HYMN LXXXIX.
5 Then what my thoughts deligri to do,
My hands, with all your might purfuc ;
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
6 There are no ads of pardon paft
In the cold grave to which we hafte :
But darknefs, death, and long defpair,
Reign in eternal filence there.
'Y
HYMN LXXXIX. (L. M.)
touth and judgment, Ecclef. xi. 9.
E fons of Adam, vain and young,
Indulge your eyes, indulge your
tongue,
Tafte the delights your fouls delire,
And give a loofe to ail your fire :
Purfue the pleafures you defign,
And cheer your hearts with Tongs and wine;
Enjoy the o'ay of mirth; but know,
There is a day of judgment too.
God from on high beholds your thoughts;
His book records your fecret faults ;
The works of darknefs you have done
Muit ail appear before the fun.
The veng'ance to your fol'ies due,
Should ftrike your hearts with terror thro':
How will ye fraud before his face,
Or anfwer for his injur'd grace?
Almighty God, turn off their eyes
From thefe alluring vanities :
And let the thunder of thy word
Awake their fouls to fear the Lord,
4
6o H Y M N XC. XCI. [Book I.
HYMN XC. (CM.)
The fame.
i T O, the young tribes of Adam rife,
JLi And thro' all nature rove,
Fulfil the wilhes of their eyes,
And tafte the joys they love.
■z They give a loofe to wild defires ;
But let the linners know,
The ftrift account that God requires
Of all the works they do.
3 The judge prepares his throne on high,
The frighted earth and leas
Avoid the fury of his eye,
And flee before his face.
4 How mail I bear that dreadful day,
And ftand the fi'ry teft ?
I'd give all mortal joys away
To be for ever bleft.
H Y M N XCT. (L. M.)
Advice to youth : or, old age and death in m
unconverted jlatey
Ecclef. xii. i, 7. Ifa. ixv. 20.
1 \J OW in the heat of youthful blood,
IN Remember your Creator, God :
Behold, the months come haii aing on
When you ihall fay, " My joys are gone."
2 Behold the aped finner goes*
Laden with guilt and heavy woes,
Down to the regions of the dead,
With endlefs curies on his head.
3 The duft returns to dull again;
The foul in agoiiies of pain
Afcends to God ; not there to dwell,
But hears her doom, and finks to hell.
Book I. ] HYMN LCIL 61
4 Eternal King ! I fear thy name :
Teach me to know how frail I am ;
And when my foul muft hence remove,
Give me a manfion in thy love.
HYMN XCII. (S. M.)
Chrift the wifdom of God,
Prov. viii. i, 22—32.
1 QH ALL wifdom cry aloud,
O And not her fpeech be heard?
The voice of God's eternal word,
Deferves it no regard ?
2 "I was his chief delight,
" His everlafting Son,
16 Before the firft of all his works,
" Creation was begun.
3 [" Before the flying clouds,
" Before the folid land,
" Before the fields, before the floods,
" I dwelt at his right-hand.
4 " When he adorn'd the Ikies,
" And built them, I was there,
" To order when the fun mould rife,
" Arid marflial ev'ry.ftar.
5 li When he pour'd out the fea,
" And fpread the flowing deep;
" I gave the flood a firm decree,
<; In its own bounds to keep.]
6 l( Upon the empty air
" The earth was balanc'd well :
" With joy I faw the manfion wl-
" The fons of men tliould dw«
7 " My bufy thoughts at fiif-
" On their falvation raa^
" Ere fin was born, or Ad.
i4 Was faihioa'd to a mai
6z H Y M N XCIU. XCIV. [Book
3 " Then come, receive my grace,
" Ye children, and be wife;
t( Happy the man that keeps my ways,
" The man that fliuns them dies."
HYMN XCTII. (L. M.)
Chrifr, ormfiom, obeyed or refilled,
Prov. viii. $^--$6.
1 HPHUS faith the wifdom of the Lord,
-*- " Blefa'd is the man that hears my
word ;
il Keeps daily watch before my gates,
" And at my feet for mercy waits.
2 " The foul that l'eeks me, lhail obtain
" Immortal wealth and heav'nly gain;
<: Immortal life is his reward,
': Life, and the favour of the Lord.
3 " put the vile wretch that flies from me,
" Doth his own foul an injury;
'• Fools, that againft my grace rebel,
" Seek death, and love the road to hell."
HYMN XCIV. (CM.)
. 3 : by fa^th, not by works: or, the law
■vuiemns. grace jufiifies, Rom.iii. 19--22.
A IN are the hopes the fons of men
On their own works have built ;
hearts by nature all unclean,
all their aftions guilt.
and Gentile Hop their mouths,
out a murmuring word,
• v. hole race of Adam ftartd
before the Lord.
fk God's righteous law
. now,
nee and to condemn
w can do,
Eook I.] HYMN XCV. XCVI. 63
4 Jefr.s, how glorious is thy grace!
When in thy name we trial,
Our faith receives a righteoufnefs
That makes the finner juft.
HYMN XCV. (CM.)
Regeneration, John i. 13. and iii. 3, &c.
1 "kt OT all the outward forms on earth,
_IN Nor rites that God has giv'n,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raife a foul to heav'n.
5. The fov'reign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of grace:
Born in the image of his Son,
A new peculiar race.
3 The Spirit, like fome heav'nly wind,
Blows on the fons of flefh,
New-models all the carnal mind,
And forms the man afreih.
4 Our quicken' d fouls awake and rife
From the long fleep of death;
On heav'nly things we fix our eyes,
And praife employs our breath.
HYMN XCVI. (CM.)
Election excludes boafting, 1 Cor. i. 26-31,
1 T>UT few among the carnal wife,
XJ But few of noble race,
Obtain the favour of thine eyes,
Almighty King of Grace !
2 He takes the men of meaneft name
For fons and heirs of God ;
And thus he pours abundant ilianie
On honourable blood.
3 He calls the fool, and makes him know
The Myft'ries of his grace,
To bring alpiring wifdom low,
And all its pride abafe,
64 II Y M N XCVIt. XCVIiL [Book I.
4 Nature hath all its glories loft,
When brought before his throne;
No flefh fhall in his prefence boaft,
But in the Lord alone.
HYMN XCVII. (L. M.)
Cbrift, cur wifdom, righteoufnefs, &c.
i Cor. i. 30.
1 TjUllY'D in fhadows of the night,
13 We lie 'till Chrilt reftores the light ;
Wifdom defcends to heal the blind,
And chafe the darknefs of the mind.
a- Our guilty fouls are drown'd in tears,
Till his atoning blood appears :
Then we awake from deep diftrefs,
And ling, " The Lord our righteoufnefs.'>
3 Our very frame is mix'd with fin ;
His Spirit makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from his fuff'rings flow,
At once to cleanfe and pardon too.
4. Jefus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his flaves in heavy chains ;
He lets the pris'ners free, and breaks
The iron bondage from our necks.
5 Poor helplefs worms in thee poflefs
Grace, wifdom, pow'r, and righteoufnefs,
Thou art our mighty All, and we
Give our whole felves, O Lord,. to thee.
HYMN XCVIIL (S. M.)
The fame.
1 y t O W heavy is the night
Xi That hangs upon our eyes,
Till Chrift with his reviving light,
Over our fouls arife !
Book I.] HYMN XCIX. 65
1 Our guilty fpirits dread
To meet the wrath of heaven ;
But in his righteoufnefs array'd,
We fee our fins forgiv'n.
3 Unholy and impure
Are all our thoughts and ways,
His hands, infecYed nature cure
With fanctifying grace.
The pow'rs of hell agree
To hold our fouls in vain ;
He fets the Ions of bondage free,
And breaks the curfed chain.
Lord, we adore thy ways,
To bring us near to God ;
Thy fov'reign pow'r, thy healing grace,
And thine atoning blood.
HYMN XCIX. (CM.)
Stones made the children of Abraham: or, grace
not conveyed by religious -parents,
Mate. iii. 9.
1 ttAIN are the hopes that rebels place
V Upon their birth and blood,
Defcended from a pious race ;
(Their fathers now with God.)
He from the caves of earth and hell
Can take the haidefl flonee,
And fill the houfe of Abra'm well
With new-created fons.
Such wondrous pow'r doth he poffefs,
Who formM our mortal frame;
Who call'd the world from emptinefsj
The world obey'd and came*
66 HYMN C. CI. [Book I
H Y M N C. (L. M.)
Believe and be faved, John iii. 16—18.
1 X TOT to condemn the fons of men,
l\l Did Chrift the Son of God appear;
No weapons in his hands are feen,
No flaming fword, nor thunder there.
2 Such was the pity of our God,
He lov'd the race of man fo well,
He fent his Son to bear our load
Of fins, and fave our fouls from hell.
3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word,
Truft in his mighty name and live ;
A thoufand joys his lips afFoid,
His hands a thoufand bleflings give.
4 But vengeance and damnation lies
On rebels, who refufe the grace;
"Who God's eternal Son defpife,
The hotted hell mall be their place.
HYMN CI. (L. M.)
Joy in heaven for a repenting Jinner,
Luke xv. 7, 10.
I \KJ H O can defcribe the joys that rife
VV Through all the courts of Paradife,
To fee a prodigal return,
To fee an heir of glory born?
a With joy the Father doth approve
The fruit of his eternal love;
The Son with joy looks down and fees
The p-urchafe of his agonies.
3 The Spirit takes delight to view
The holy foul he form'd anew!
And faints and angels join to ring
The growing empire of their king.
look I.] HYMN C1I. 67
HYMN CII. (L. M.)
The beatitudes, Matt. v. 3—12.
[T>LESS'D are the humble fouls that fee
J3 Their emptinefs and poverty:
Treafures of grace to them are giv'n.
And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n.]
[Blefs'd are the men of broken heart,
■Who mourn for fin with inward fmart;
The blood of Chrift divinely flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.]
3 [Blefs'd are the meek, who ftand afar
From rage and paflion, nofe and war;
God will fecure their happy ftate,
And plead their caufe againit the great.]
$ [Blefs'd are the fouls that thirft for grace,
Hunger and long for righteoumefs ;
They fhall be well fupply'd and fed
With living ftreams and living bread.]
; [Blefs'd are the men whofe bowels move,
And melt with fympathy and love;
From Chrift the Lord fhall they obtain
Like fympathy and love again.] "
[Blefs'd are the pure whofe hearts are clean,
From the defiling pow'r of fin ;
With endlefs pleafure they ihall fee
A God of fpotlefs purity.]
[Blefs'd are the men of peaceful life,
Who quench the coals of growing ftrife;
They mall be called the heirs of Mil's,
The ions of God, the God of peace.]
[Blefs'd are the fmf'rers who partake
Of pain and ihame for jefus' lake;
Their fouls mall triumph in the Lord,
Glory and joy are their reward.]
63 HYMN CIII. CIV. [Booh
HYMN CIII, (CM.)
Not afbamed of the gofpel, 2 Tim. i. 12.
1 y'M not afiianTd to own my Lord,
JL Or to defend his caufe,
Maintain the honour of his word,
The glory of his crofs.
z Jefus, my God ! I know his name,
His name is all my trull;
Nor will he put my foul to fliamc,
Nor let rav hope he loft.
3 Firm as his throne his promife (lands,
And he can well fecure
What I've committed to his hands,
Till the decifive hour.
4 Then will he own my worthlefs namfe
Before his Father's face,
And in the new jerufaiem
Appoint my fou! a place.
HYMN Civ. (C. M.)
A Jiate of nature and of grace, 1 Cor. vi. 10, 1 f
1 tctOT the malicious or profane,
IN The wanton or the proud,
Nor thieves, nor lland'rers mall obtain
The kingdom of our God.
i Surprifing grace! And fuch were we
By nature and by fin,
Heirs of immortal mifery,
Unholy and unclean.
3 But we are walh'd in Jefus' blood,
We're pardon'd thro' his name;
And the good Spirit of our God
Hath fancYify'd our frame.
4 O for a perfevering pow'r
To keep thy juft comma!
We would defile our hearts no more,
No more pollute our hands.
Book I. j fi Y M N CV. GVI. 69
HYMN CV. (CM.)
Heaven invifible and holy,
1 Cor. ii. 9, 10. Rev. xxi. 27.
l "XT OR eye hath feen, nor ear has heard,
IN Nor fenfe nor reafon known,
What joys the Father has prepared
For thofe that love the Son.
z. But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heav'n to come;
The beams of glory in his word,
Allure and guide us home.
■ Pure are the joys above the fky,
And all the region peace ;
No wanton lips, nor envious eye
Can fee or tafle the blifs.
^ 'Thofe holy gates for ever bar
Pollution, hn, and fliame;
None (hall obtain admittance there>
But foliow'rs of the Lamb.
c lie keeps the Father's book of life,
There all their names are found ;
Th? hypocrite in vain lliall ft rive
To tread the heav'nly ground.
HYMN GVI. (S. M.)
Dead to fin by the crofi cf Chrifl,
Rom. vi. 1, 2, 6.
QH ALL we go on to fin
U- Becaiiie thy grace abounds,
Or crucify the Lord again,
And open all his wounds?
Forbid it, mighty God !
Nor let it e'er be faid,
That we whofe fins are crucify'd,
Should raife them from the dead.
73 HYMN CVIL [Book I.
3 We will be flaves no more,
Since Chrift has made us free,
Has nail'd our tyrants to his crofs,
And bought our liberty.
HYMN eVII. (L. M.)
The fall and recovery of man , or, Chrift and
Satan at enmity.
Gen. iii I, 15, 17. Gal. iv. 4. Col. ii. 15
D
ECEIV'D by fubtle fnares of hell,
Adam our head, our father fell,
When Satan in the ferp.ent hid,
Fropos'd the fruit that God forbid.
Death was the threatVmg : Death began
To take poiTemon of the man ;
His unborn race receiv'd the wound,
And heavy curfes fmote the ground.
But Satan found a worfe reward ;
Thus faith the veng'ance of the Lord,
*4 Let everlafting hatred be
11 Betwixt the woman's feed and thee.
" The woman's feed (hall be my Son;
" He (hall deftroy what thou haft done ;
" Shall break thy head, and only feel
" Thy malice raging at his heel."
[He fpake; and bid four thoufand years
Roll on;— at length his Son appears ;
Angcis with joy defcend to earth,
And (ing the young Redeemer's birth.
Lo, by the fons of heil he dies ;
But as he hung 'twixt earth and fkies,
He gave their prince a fatal blow,
And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below.]
Book I.] H Y M N CVIII. CIX.
HYMN CVIII. (S. M.)
Chrift wife en and beloved, i Pet, i. 8.
1 M^^ w*th our mor.taI eyes
1M Have we beheld* the Lord,
Yet we rejoice to hear his name, '
And love him in his word.
2 On earth we want the fight
Of our Redeemer's face^
Yet, Lord, o-ur inmoft thoughts delight
To dwell upon thy grace.
3 And when we tafte thy love
Our joys divinely grow
Unfpeakable, like thofe above,
And heav'n begins below.
HYMN CIX. (L.M.I
Ths value of Cbnftand his rlsh
PhiLiii. 7--0.
NC^more, my God, I boaft no more
Of all the duties I have core ■
I quit the hopes I held before.
To trait the merits of thy Son.
£ Nov/ for the love I feear !
?at was my gain I count mv !ois ;
My former pride I call my fh
And nail my glory to his cr
, and I mull and will efteem
AH things but lofs for Jefes3 i
iay my i'oul be found in him',
of his rigbte©ufnefs partake!
4 The belt obedience of my hands,
Dares not appear before thv throne;
Hut faith can anfwer thy demands
ling what ray Lord ha? d mz
HYMN CX. CXL [Book I.
HYMN CX. (CM.)
Death and immediate glory, 2 Cor. v. 1, 5-8.
1 r-p HE RE is a houfe not made with
J. hands,
Eternal, and en high ;
And' here my fpirit waiting ftands,
Till God mall bid it fly.
a Shortly this prifon of my clay
Mult be difTolv'd and fall;
Then, O my Ton 1, with joy obey
Thy heav'nly Father's call..
* 'Tis he, by his almighty grace.
That forms thee fit for heay n ;
And, as an earneft of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv'n.
4 We walk by faith of joys to come 5
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,
We're abfent from the Lord,
c 'Tis pleafant to believe thy grace,
But we had rather fee;
We wou'd be abfent from the flefn,
And prefent, Lord, with thee.
HYMN CXI. (CM.)
Salvation by grace-, Titus iii. 3-7.
! fy OftD, we confefs our num'rous faults
• JL 1 How great our guilt has been ;
Foolim and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were fin.
2 But, O my foul, for ever praife,
}?or e his name;
Who turns thy feet from dang'rous ways
Of folly, fin, and ihame.]
[Book I. HYMN CXII.
3 [*Tis not by works of righteoufnefs
Which onr own hands have done;
But we are fav'd by fov'reign grace
Abounding-thro' his Son.]
4 ?Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin ;
'Tis by the water and the blood,
Our fouls_are wafh'd from fin.
5 'Tis thro' the purchafe of his death,
Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is fent down to breathe
On fuch dry bones as we.
6 Rais'd from the dead we live anew;
And juftify'd by grace,
We mail appear in glory too,
And fee our Father's face.
HYMN CXII. (C. M.)
The brazen ferpent: or, looking to Jefus,
"John ill- 14—16.
1 CO did the Hebrew prophet raife
»3 The brazen ferpent high ;
The wounded felt immediate eafe,
The camp forbore to die,
2 " Look upward in the dying hour,
" And live," the prophet cries ;
But Chrift performs a nobler cure,
When faith lifts up her eyes.
5 High on the crofs the Saviour hung,
High in the heav'ns he reigns 5
Here finners, by th' old ferpent flung,
Look, and forget their pains.
4 When God's own Son is lifted up,
A dying world revives :
The Jew beholds the glorious hope3
Th* expiring Gentile lives.
C z
74 HYMN CXIII. CXIV. [Book I.
HYMN CXIII. (C. M.)
Abraham's MeJJing on the Gentiles,
Gen. xvii. 7. Rom. xv. 8. Mark x. 14.
I ttOW large the promife ! how divine,
Jl~L To Abra'm and his feed !
" i'll be a God to thee and thine,
" Supplying all their need."
a. The words of his extenfive love
From age to age endure ;
The angel of the cov'nant proves,
And feals the b letting fure.
3 Jefus the ancient faith confirms,
To our great fathers giv'n ;
He takes young children to his arms,
And calls them heirs of heav'n.
4 Our God ! how faithful are his ways!
His love endures the fame :
Nor from the promife of his grace
Blots out his children's name.
HYMN CXIV. (C. M.)
The fame, Romi xi, 16, 17.
G
ENTILES by nature, we belong
To the wild olive-wood ;
Grace took us from the barren tree,
And grafts us in the good.
With the fame bleffings, grace endows
The Gentile and the Jew;
If pure and holy be the root,
Such are the branches too.
Then let the children of the faints
Be dedicate to God !
Four out thy Spirit on them, Lord !
And warn them in thy blood.
Book I.] HYMN CXV. 75
4 Thus to the parents and their feed
Shall thy falvation come,
And num'rous houiholds meet at Iaft
In one eternal home.
H Y M N CXV. (C. M.)
Conviction of fin by the law,
Rom. vn. 8, 9, 14, 24.
I T ORD, how fecure my confcience was,
l^d And felt no inward dread !
I was alive without the law,
And thought mv fins were dead.
1 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright ;
But fince the precept came
With a convincing pow'r and light,
I find how vile I am.
3 [My guilt appear'd but fmall before,
Till terribly I faw
How perfect, -holy, juft and pure,
Was thine eternal law.
4 Then felt my foul the heavy load,
My fins reviv'd again ;
I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my hopes were flain.
5 I'm like a helpiefs captive fold
Under the pow'r of fin;
I cannot do the good I would,
Nor keep my confcience clean.
6 My God, I cry with ev'ry breath,
For fome kind pow'r to fave,
To break the yoke of fin and death,
And thus redeem the flave.
76 HYMN CXVI. CXVII. [Book I.
HYMN CXVI. (L. M.)
Love to God and our neighbour,
Matt. xxii. 37—40.
1 'THUS .fahh the firft, the great com-
-* mand,
" Let all thy inward pow'rs unite
" To love thy Maker and thy God,
" With utmoft vigor and delight.
2 " Then ihall thy neighbour next in place
" Shire thine affections and efteem j
<e And let thy kindnefs to thy.felf
li Meafure and. rule thy love to hirn."
3 This is the fenfe that Mofes fpoke,
This did the prophets preach and prove;
For want of this the law is broke,
And the whole law's fulfill'd by love.
4 But O! howbafe our pathons are!
How cold our charity and zeal !
Lord, fill our fouls with heav'nly fire,
Or we ihall ne'er perform thy will.
HYMN CXVII. (L. M.)
Election fovereign and free, Rom. ix. 21—24.
1 [OEHOLD the potter and the clay,
JLJ He forms his veffels as he pleafe;
Such is our God, and fuch are we,
The vubjecrs of his high decrees.
1 Doth not the workman's pow'r extend
O'er all the inafs, which part to choofe,
And mould it for a nobler end,
And which to leave for viler ule r]
3 May not the fov'reign Lord on high
Bifpenfe his favours as he will ;
Choofe fome to life, while others die,
And yet be juft and gracious (till?
Book I.] HYMN CXVIII. 77
4 [What, if to make his terror known,
He lets his patience long endure,
Suff'ring vile rebels to go on
And feal their own definition fure?
5 What if he means to mew his grace,
And his electing love employs,
To mark out fome of mortal race
And forms them fit for heavViy joys ? 1
6 Shall man reply againft the Lord,
And call his Maker's ways nnjuft,
The thunder of whofe dreadful word,
Can crulh a thoufand worlds to duft!
7 But, O my foul, if truths fo bright
Should dazzle and confound thy fight,
Yet Hill his written will obey,
And wait the great decifive day,
8 Then fhall he make his juflice known,
And the whole world before his throne,
With joy or terror fhall confefs,
The glory of his righteoufnefs.
HYMN CXVIII. (L. M.)
Mofes and Chrift : or, fins agairfi the law and
go/pel, John L 17. Heb. iii. 3. 5. 6. and x.
28, 29.
1 HpHE law by Mofes came,
X But peace, and truth, and love,
Were brought by Chrift (a nobler name)
Defcending from above.
2 Amidft the houfe of God
Their difPrent works were done;
Mofes a faithful fervant flood,
But Chrift a faithful Son.
3 Then to his new commands
Be Uriel: obedience paid ;
OV:r all his Father's houfe he ftands
The fov'reigo and the head.
78 HYMN CXIX. CXX. [Book I.
4 The man that durft defpife
The law that Mofes brought,
Behold ! how terribly he dies
For his prefumptuous fault.
5 But forer veng'ance falls
On that rebellious race,
Who hate to hear when Jefus calls,
And dare refill his grace,
HYMN CXIX. (CM.)
The different fuccefs of the gofpeU
I Cor. i. 23, 24. 2 Cor. ii. 16. 1 Cor. lii. 6, 7.
1 /""< HRI ST and his crofs is ail our theme;
V>< The myft'ries that we fpeak
Are fcandal in the Jews efteem,
And folly to the Greek.
2. But fouls enlighten'd from above
With joy receive the word;
They fee what wifdom, pow'r, and love9
Shines in their dying Lord.
3 The vital favour of his name
Reflores their fainting breath ;
But unbelief perverts the fame
To guilt, defpair, and death.
4 Till God riiffufe his graces down,
Like Ihow'rs of heav'nly rain,
In vain Apoilos fows the ground,
And Paul may plant in vain.
HYMN CXX. (CM.)
Faith of things unfeen, Heb. xi. 1, 3, 8, ig.
A i T H r0 the brighteft evidence
J7 Of things beyond our fight,
Breaks thro' the clouds of fleih and fenfe,
And dwells in heav'nly light.
Book I.J HYMN CXXI,
2. It fets times paft in prefent view,
Brings distant profpecls home,
Of things a thouiand years ago,
Or thouiand years to come.
3 By faith we know the worlds were made
By God's almighty word ;
Abra'm, to unknown countries led,
By faith obey'd the Lord.
4 He fought a city fair and high,
Built by th' eternal hands ;
And faith allures us, tho' we die,
That heav'nly building Hands.
HYMN CXXI. (CM.)
Children devoted to God,
Gen. xvii. 7, 10. Acls xvi. 14, i£, 35.
(For tlwfe who prattife infant-jba
1 np KUS faith the mercy of the Lord,
1 " I'll be a God to thee;
" I'll blefs thy num'rous race, and they
" Shall be a feed for me."
2 Abra'm believ'd the promis'd grace,
And gave his fon to God ;
But water feals the bleffing now,
That once was feal'd with blood.
3 Thus Lydia fanctify'd her houle,
When the receiv'd the word ;
Thus the believing jailor gave
His houfnold to the Lord.
4 Thus later faints, eternal King!
Thine ancient truths embrace;
To thee their infant offspring bring.
And humbly claim the grace*
8o HYMN CXXII. CXXIII. [Book I.
HYMN CXXII. (L. M.)
Believers buried with Chrift in baptifm,
Rom. vi. 3, &c.
I TT^^ we not know that folemn word,
JLJ That we are buryrd with the Lord ;
. Baptiz'd into his death, and then
Put off the bodv of our fin.
i Our fouls receive diviner breath,
Raifs'd from corruption, guilt and deatli;
So from the grave did (Thrift arife,
And lives to God above the fkies.
3 No more let fin or Satan reign
Over our mortal flelh again ;
The various lulls we ferv'd before,
Shali have dominion now no more.
HYMN CXXIII. (CM.)
The repenting prodigal, Luke xv. 13, &c
l T)EHOLD the wretch whofe luft and wine
13 Had wafted his eftate,
He begs a'ftiare amongft the fwine,
To tafte the bulks they eat!
2. " I die with hunger here, (he cries)
" I ftarve in foreign lands;
" My father's houfe has large fupplies,
" And bounteous are his hands.
3 " I'll go, and with a mournful tongue
" Fall down before his face ;
" Father, I've done thy juftice wrong,
"Nor can deferve thy grace."
4 Ke faid, and haften'd to his home,
To feek his father's love ;
The father law the re"bel come,
And all his bowels move.
Book I.] HYMN CXXIV. 81
5 He ran, and fell upon his neck,
Embrac'd and kifs'd his fon;
The rebel's heart with forrow brake,
For follies he had done.
6 " Take off his clothes of ihame and nn,"
(The father gives command)
" Drefs him in garments white and clean?
" With rings adorn his hand.
7 " A day of feafting I ordain;
*' Let mirth and joy abound ;
<c My fon was dead, and lives again,
" Was loft, and now is found."
HYMN CXXIV. (L. M.>
The firft and fecond Adam, Rom. v. 12, &c,
I T\EEP in the duft before thy throne,
±J Our guilt and our difgrace we own;
Great God ! we own th' unhappy name,
Whence fprung our nature and our fhame.
2. Adam, the firmer: At his fall,
Death, like a conqu'ror, feiz'd us all ;
A thoufand new-born babes are dead,
By fatal union to their head.
3 But wiiilft our fpirits, filPd with awe,
Behold the terrors of thy law,
We fing the honours of thy grace,
That lent to fave our ruin'd race.
4 We fing thine everlafting Son,
Who join'd our nature to his own;
Adam the fecond. from the du&
Raifes the ruins of the firft.
5 [By the rebellion of one man
Thro' all his feed the mifchief ran ;
And by one man's obedience now
Are all his feed made righteous too,
82 HYMN CXXV. [Book I.
6 Where fin did reign and death abound,
There have the fons of Adam found
Abounding life ; there glorious grace
Reigns thro' the Lord our righteoufnefs.]
HYMN CXXV. (CM.)
Chrift'j compaffun to the weak and tempted,
Heb. iv. 15, 16. aud v. 7. Matt. xii. 2c.
1 TI7 ITH joy we meditate the grace
V V Of our High Prieit above j
His heart is made of tendernefs,
His bowels melt with love.
2 Touch'd with a fympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame ;
He. knows what fore temptations mean,
For he has felt the fame.
3 But fpotlefs, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer flood,
YS&hile Satan's fi'ry darts he bore,
And did refill to blood.
4 He in the days of feeble flefh
ur'd out his cries and tears,
And in his meafure feels afrelh
Wha: ev'ry member bears.
5 [He'll never quench the frnoaking flax,
But raife it to a flame ;
The bruifed reued he never breaks,
Nor fcorns the meaneft name.]
6 Then let our humble faith addreis
His mercy and his pow'r,
We inall obtain deliv'ring grace
the diftrciTing hour.
Book I.] HYMN CXXVI. CXXVII. 83
HYMN CXXVI. (L. M.)
Charity and uncharitablenefs,
Rom. xiv. 17, i<j. 1 Cor. x. 32.
I XjOT diff'rent food, nor diff'rent drefs,
JN Compofe the kingdom of our Lord f
But peace, and joy, and righteoufnefs,
Faith, and obedience to his word.
1 When weaker christians we defpife,
We do the gofpel mighty wrong ;
For God the gracious and the wife,
Receives the feeble with the Strong.
3 Let pride and wrath be baniih'd hence,
Meeknefs and love our fouls purfue ;
Nor mall our practice give offence
To faints, the Gentile or the Jew.
HYMN CXXVII. (L.M.)
Chrift'j imitation to firmer s : or, humility and
pride. Matt. xi. 28— 30.
1 "pOME hither, all ye weary fouls,
V^i " Ye heavy laden Sinners come;
" I'll give you ieft from all your toils,
16 And raife you to my heav'nly home.
2 " They (hall find reft that learn of me 5
" Pm of a meek and lowly mind ;
*' But paffion rages like the fea,
" And pride is reftlefs as the wind.
3 (C Blefs'd is the man whofe Shoulders take
" My yoke, and bear it with delight;
" My yoke is eafy to his neck,
*' My grace iliall make the burden light."
4 Jefus, we come at thy command ;
With faith and hope, and humble zeal,
Refign our fpirits to thy hand,
To mould and guide us at thv wilL
C 4
$4 H Y M N CXXVIII. CXXIX. [Book I.
HYMN CXXVIII. (L. M.)
The Apojlles commijjlon : or, the go/pel attefted
by miracles,
Mark xvi. 15, &c. Matt, xxviii. 18, &c.
1 " S~v O preach my gofpel, (faith the
\jr " Lord)
" Bid the whole earth my grace receive ;
" He ihall be fav'd that trufts my word ;
tc He ihall be damn'd that won't believe.
■1 ".[I'll make your great commiiTion known,
" And ye ihall prove my gofpel true,
" By all the works that I have done,
w By all the wonders ye iliall do.
3 " Go heal the lick, go raife tbe dead,
" Go caft out devils in my name;
" Nor let my prophets be afraid,
t: Tho' Greeks reproach, and Jews blaf-
" pheme.]
4 " Teach all the nations my commands;
" I'm with you fcill the world fhall end;
" All pow'r is trufted in my hands,
" I can deftroy, and can defend.77
5 He fpake, and light fhone round his head;
On a bright cloud to heav'n he rode:
They to the farthefr nations fpread
The grace of their afcended God.
HYMN CXXIX. (L. M.)
iffion and deliverance : or, Abraham offer-
ing his Jon, Gen. xxii. 6, &c.
1 Q A INTS, at your hea'nly Father's word
O Give up your comforts to the Lord;
He (hall reitore what you rci'ign,
Or grant you b'leflings more divine.
Book I.] HYMN CXXX, 8j
2 So Abra'm with obedient hand
Led forth his fon at God's command ;
The wood, the fire, the knife, he took,
His arm prepar'd the dreadful ftroke.
3 " Abra'm forbear, (the angel cry'd);
" Thy faith is known, thy love is tryM:
'* Thy fon (hall live, and in thy feed
" Shail'the whole earth be blefs'd indeed. "
4 Juft in the laft diftreiTing hour,
The Lord difplays deliv'ring pow'r;
The mount of danger is the place
Where we ihall fee furprifmg grace.
HYMN CXXX. (L. M.)
Love and hatred, Phil. ii. 2. Eph. iv. 30, &c.
1 XTOW by the bowels of my God !
l\i His tharp diftrefs, his fore com»
plaints,
By his lail groans, his dying blood,
I charge my foul to love the faints.
1 Clamour, and wrath, and war be gone,
Envy and fpite for ever ceafe ;
Let bitter words no more be known
Amongft the faints, the fons of peace.
3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove.
Flies from the realms of noife and ftrife j.
Why ihould we vex and grieve his love3
Who feats our fouls to heav'nly life ?
4 Tender and kind be all our thoughts ;
Thro' all our lives let mercy run":
So God forgives our num'rous faults,
For the dear fake of Chrift his Son
36 H Y M N CXXXI. CXXXII. [Book I.
HYMN CXXXI. (L. M.)
The pharifee and the publican,
Luke xviii. 10, &x.
S TOEHOLD how tinners difagree,
X3 The publican and pharifee!
One doth his righteoufnefs proclaim.
The other owns his guilt and fhame.
2 This man at humble diftance Hands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands;
That boldly riles near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.
3 The Lord their difPrent language knows,
And difT'rent anfwers he bellows ;
The humble foul with grace he crowns,
Whilft on the proud his anger frowns.
4 Dear Father-, let me never be
Join'd with the boafling pharifee;
I have no merits of my own,
But plead the furl'rings of thy Son*
HYMN CXXXII. (L. M.)
Holinefs and grace , Titus ii. 10---13.
j q O let our lips and lives exprefs
O The holy gofpel We profefs;
So let our works and virtues lhine,
To prove the doclrine all divine.
2 Thus ih all we bell proclaim abroad
The honours of our Saviour God ;
"When the falvation reigns within,
And grace fnbdues the pow'r of iin,
3 Our fie ih and fenfe muft be deny'd,
Pafiion and envy, loft and pride;
While juftice, temp'rance, truth and Iov<
-Qur inward piety approve.
'L
Sock L] HYMN CXXXIII. CXXXIV. 87
4 Religion bears our fpirits up,
While we expect that blened hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith Hands leaning on his word.
HYMN CXXXIII. (C. M.)
Love and~ charity* 1 Cor.xiii. 2—7, 13.
ET pharifees of high efteem
Their faith and zeal declare,
All their religion is a dream,
If love be wanting there.
1 Love fufFers long with patient eye3
Nor is provok'd in hafte ;
She lets the prefent inj'ry die,
And long forgets the pad.
3 [Malice and rage, thofe fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue ;
Hopes, and believes, and thinks no ill,
Tho7 [lie endures the wrong ]
4 [She nor delires nor feeks to know
The fcandals of the time;
Nor looks with pride on thofe below,
Nor envies thofe that climb.]
5 She lays her own advantage by
To feek her neighbours good;
So God's own Son came down to die,
And bought our lives with blood.
6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r
In all the realms above ;
There faith and hope are known no more,
But faints for ever love.
HYMN CXXXIV. (L. M.)
Religion vain without love, 1 Cor. xiii„ 1—3,
J TTAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews3
Ai. And nobler fpeech than angels ufe,
if love be abfent, 1 am found
Like tinkling brafs, an empty found,
88 HYMN CXXXV. CXXXVI. [Book L
2 Were I infpir'd to preach and tell
All that is done in heav'n and hell;
Or could my faith the world remove;
Still I am nothing without love.
3 Should I distribute all my ftore
To feed the bowels of the poor,
Or <;ive my body to the flame
To gain a martyr's glorious name;
4 If love to God and love to men
Be abfent, all my hopes are vain:
Nor tongues, nor gifcs, nor fi'ry zeal,
The work of love can e'er fulfil.
HYMN CXXXV. (L. M.)
The love of Chrift flied abroad in the hear..
Eph. lii. 16, &c.
i pOME, dearefl Lord, defcend and dwell
X_j By faith and love in ev'ry bread ;
Then (hall we know, and tafte, and feel
The joys that cannot be exprefs'd.
2 C ome, fill our hearts with inward ftrength,
Make our enlarged fouls pofTeis,
And learn the height, and breadth, and
length,
Of thine . immeasurable grace.
3 Now to the God whole pow'r can do
More than our thoughts and withes know,
Be everlarling honours done
By ail the church, thro' Chrift his Son.
HYMN CXXXVI. (CM.)
Sincerity and hypecrify : or, formality in worfiipt
John iv. 24. Plalm exxxix. 23, 24.
I S~*\ OD is a Spirit, juft and wife,
VJT He fees our inmoft mind ;
In vain to heav'n we raife our cries,
And leave o^r fouls behind.
Book I.] H Y M N ^CXXXVII. 89
2 Nothing but truth before his throne
With honour can appear;
The painted hypocrites are known
Thro' the difguife they wear.
3 Their lifted eves falute the fkies-j
Their bending knees the ground ;
But God abhors the facriiice,
Where not the heart is found.
4 Lord, iearch my thoughts, and try my wzy?.
And make my foul fincere ;
Then mall I ftand before thy face,
And find acceptance there.
HYMN CXXXVII. (L, M.)
Salvation by grace in. Chrifl, 2 Tim.i. 9, 10,
1 \tOW to the pow'r of God fupreme
lSj Be everlafring honours giv'n,
He faves from hell, (we blefs his name)
He calls our wand'ring feet to heav'n.
2 Not for our duties or deferts,
But of his own abounding grace,
He works falvation in our hearts,
And forms a people for his praife.
3 'Twas his own purpofe that begun
To refcue rebels doom'd to die ;
He gave us grace in Chrifl: his Sod,
Before he fpread the Harry Iky.
4 Jefus the Lord appears at laft,
And makes his Father's counfels known:
Declares the great tranfaftions paft.
And brings immortal bleilings down,
5 He dies ; and in that dreadful night
Did all the pow'rs of hell derlroy ;
Rifmg, he brought our heav'n to light,
And took poffeff.on of the joy.
jo HYMN CXXXVIII. CXXXIX. [Book I.
HYMN CXXXVIII. (CM.)
Saints in the hands of Chrift, John x. 23, 29,
1 TT' IRM as the earth thy gofpel ftands,
JF My Lord, my hope, my truft;
If I am found in Jems' hands,
My foul can ne'er be loft.
1 His honour is engag'd to fave
The meaner!: of his lheep ;
All that his heav'nly Father gave
His hands fecurely keep.
3 Nor death nor hell lhali e'er remove
His fav'rites from his breaft ;
In the dear bofom of his love
They mufl for ever reft.
HYMN CXXXIX. (L. M.)
Hope in the covenant: or, God's promife and
truth unchangeable ', Heb. vi. 17---19.
I TTOW oft have fin and Satan ftrove
JjL To rend my foul from thee my God?
But everlafting is thy love,
And Jefus feals it with his blood.
% The oath and promife of the Lord,
Join to confirm the wond'rous grace;
Eternal pow'r performs the word,
And fills ail heav'n with endlefs praife.
3 Amidft temptations fharp and long,
My foul to this dear refuge flies;
Hope is my anchor firm and ftrong,
While tempefts blow and billows rife.
4 The gofpel bears my fpirit up ;
A faithful and unchanging God
Lays the foundation for my hope,
In oaths, and promifes, and blood.
Book I.] HYMN CXL. 91
HYMN CXL. (CM.)
A living and a dead faith. Collected from fe-
ver al fcriptures.
3 -ji yrlSTAKEN fouls that dream of heav'n
JVX And make their empty boaft
Of inward joys, and fins forgiv'n,
While they are flaves to luft.
2. Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead ;
None but a living pow'r unites
To Chrift the living head.
3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart;
'Tis faith that works by love ;
That bids all iinful joys depart,
And lifts the thoughts above.
4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and heU
By a celeftial pow'r;
This is the grace that lhall prevail
In the decifive hour.
5 [Faith mull obey her Father's will,
As well as truft his grace ;
A pard'ning God is jealous ftill
For his own holinefs.
6 When from the curfe he fets us free?
He makes our natures clean ;
Nor would he fend his Son to be
The minifter of fin.
7 His Spirit purifies our frame,
And feals our peace with God:
Jefus, and his falvation, came.
By water and by blood.]
oa HYMN CXLL [Book
HYMN CXLI. (S. M.)
The humiliation and exaltation of Chrift,
Ifaiah liii. 1—5, 10—12.
WH O hath believ'd thy word,
Or thy falvation known?
Reveal thine arm, almighty Lord,
And glorify thy Son.
The Jews efteem'd him here
Too mean for their belief:
Sorrows his chief acquaintance were,
And his companion, grief.
They turn'd their eyes away,
Aad treated him with fcorn ;
But 'twas their griefs upon him lay,
Their forrows he has borne.
'Twas for the ftubborn Jews,
And Gentiles, then unknown,
The God of juftice pleas'd to bruife
His heft-beloved Son.
" But I'll prolong his days,
11 And make his kingdom ftand;
" My pleafure, (faith the God of grace)
" Shall profper in his hand.
[" His joyful foul fhall fee
" The purchafe of his pain,
M And by his knowledge juftify
" The guilty fons of men.]
[" Ten thoufand captive Haves,
'-' Releas'd from death and fin,
u Shall quit their prifons and their graves,
** And own his pow'r divine.]
[" Heaven iliall advance my Son
4< To joys that earth deny'd ;
" Who faw the fol'ies men had done,
" And bore their fins, and dy'd."]
Book I.] H Y M N CXLII. CXLIII.
L
H Y M N CXLII. (S. M.j
The fame, Ifaiah liii. 6—12.
IKE fheep we went aftray,
And broke the fold of God,
Each wand'ring in a diff'rent way,
But all the downward road.
7r How dreadful was the hour
When God our wand'rings laid,
And did at once ins veng'ance pour
Upon the fhepherd's head !
3 How gloriaus was the grace
When Chrifl fuftain'd the ftroke!
His life and blood the fnepherd pays,
A ranfOm for the flo k.
4 H:s honour and his breath
Were taken quite away;
Join'd with the wicked in his death,
And made as vile as they.
5 But God lhall raife his head
O'er all the fons of men,
And make him fee a num'rous feed,
To recompenfe his pain.
6 " I'll give him, (faith the Lord)
i£ A portion with the ftrong:
" He lhall poiTefs a large reward,
" And hold his honours long."
HYMN CXLIII. (C. M.)
Characters of the children of God. From fe-
veral fcriptures.
1 \ S new born babes defire the brea/l
ljl. To feed, and grow, and thrive ;
So faints with joy the gofpel taite,
And by the goipel live.
94 HYMN CXLIII. [Book I.
2 [With inward guft their heart approves
All that the word relates ;
They love the men their Father loves,
And hate the works he hates.]
3 [Not all the flatt'ring baits on earth
Can make them (laves to luft ;
They can't forget their heav'nly birth,
Nor grovel in the duft,]
4 [Not all the chains that tyrants ufe
Shall bind their fouls to vice;
Faith, like a conqu'ror can produce
A thoufand victories.]
5 [Grace, like an uncorrupted teed,
Abides and reigns within ;
Immortal principles forbid
The fons of God to fin.]
6 [Not by the terrors of a Have
Do they perform his will
But with the nobleft pow'rs they have
His fweet commands fulfil.]
7 They find accefs at ev'ry hour
To God within the vail ;
Hence they derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And joys that never fail.
8 O happy fouls ! O glorious ftate
Of overflowing grace;
To dwell fo near their Father's feat,
And fee his lovely face.
9 Lord, I addrefs thy heav'nly throne;
Call me a child of thine ;
Send down the Spirit of thy Son
To form my heart divine.
10 There lhed thy choiceit loves abroad^
And make my comforts ftrong :
Then (hall I fay, "My Father God,"
With an unwav'ring tongue.
Book I.] HYMN CXLIV. CXLV. 95
HYMN CXLIV. (CM.)
The mtnejjing and /eating Spirit,
Rom. viii. 14, 16. Eph. 1. 13, 14.
1 TT7HY mould the children of a king
W Go mourning all their days?
Great Comforter ! defcend and bring
Some tokens of thy grace.
z Doft thou not dwell in all the faints,
And leal the heirs of heav'n?
When wiir thou baniih my complaints,
And ihew my fins foxgiv'n ?
3 Allure my conscience of her part
In the Redeemer's blood ;
And bear thy witnefs with my heart.
That I am born of God.
4 Thou art the earneft of his love,
The pledge of joys to come :
id thy fort wings, celeftlal Dove,
Will fafs convey me home.
HYMN CXLV. (CM.)
Chrirl and Aaron. Taken from, Heb. vii. andix.
I TE3US, in thee our eyes behold
J Athoufaud glories more
Tfaaa the rich gems and polinVd gold
The fons of Aaron wore.
a They firit their own burnt-ofFriugs brought,
To purge themfelves from fin;
Thy life was pure without a fpot,
And all thy nature clean,
g [Frefb blood, as conflant as the day,
Was on their altar fpilt;
But thy one off'ring takes away
ever all our guilt.]
96 HYMN CXLVI. [Book I.
4 [Their priefthood ran thro' fev'ral hands,
For mortal was their race :
Thy never-changing office ftands,
Eternal as thy days.]
5 [Once in the circuit of a year
With blood, but not his own,
Aaron within the veil appears
Before the golden throne. 1
6 [But (Thrift by his own powerful blood
Afcends above the fkies,
And in the prefence of our God
Shews his own facrifice.]
7 Jefus, the King of Glory, reigns
On Sion's heav'nly hill ;
Looks like a lamb that has been flam,
And weais his priefthood Hill.
8 He ever lives to intercede
Before his Father's face:
Give him, my foul, thy caufe to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.
HYMN CXLVI. (L. M.)
Characters of Chrift, borrowed from inanimate
things in fcripture.
1 f-\ O worfhip at Immanuel's feet,
VJX See in his face what wonders meet!
Earth is too narrow to exprefs
His worth, his glory, or his grace.
2 [The whole creation can afford
But fome faint ihadows of my Lord :
Nature, to make his beauties known,
Mult mingle colours not her own.]
3 [Is he compar'd with wine or bread ?
Dear Lord ! our fouls would thus be fed :
That fteih, that dying blood of thine,
Is bread of life, is heav'nly wine.]
Book I.] HYM'N CXLVI. 97
4 [Is he a tree ? JChe world receives
Salvation from his healing leaves :
That righteous branch, that fruitful bough.
Is David's root and offspring too.]
5 [Is he a rofe ? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields :
Or if the lily he afTume,
The vallies blefs the rich perfume.]
6 [Is he a vine? His heav'nly root
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit:
O let a lafting union join
My foul to Chrift the living vine !]
7 [Is he a head? Each member lives,
And owns the vital pow'rs he gives !
The faints below and faints above,
Join'd by his Spirit and his love.]
8 [Is he a fountain ? There I bathe,
And heal the plague of fin and death:
Thefe waters all my foul renew,
And cleanfe my fpotted garments too.]
9 [Is he a fire? He'll purge my drofs :
But the true gold fuflains r.o lofs :
.Like a refiner fhall he lit,
And tread the refufe with his feet.]
to [Is he a rock? How firm he proves !
The rock of ages never moves ;
Yet the fweet frreams that from him flow,
Attend us all the defert thro'.]
11 [Is he a way? He leads to God ;
The path is drawn in lines of blood ;
There would I walk with hope and zeal,
Till I arrive at Sion's hill.]
1Z [Is he a door? I'll enter in :
Behold the paftures large and green ;
A Paradife divinely fair,
None but the fheep have freedom there.]
98 HYMN CXLVII. [Book I.
13 [Is he deiign'd the corner-flone,
For men to build their heav'n upon?
I'll make him my foundation too,
Nor fear the plots of hell below.]
14 [Is he a temple? I adore
Th' indwelling majelty and pow'r;
And ftill to his moft holy place,
When'er I pray, I'll turn my face.]
15 [Is he a ftar? He breaks the night,
Piercing the fhades with dawning light;
I know his glories from afar,
I knuw the bright, and morning-liar.]
16 [I» he a .funr His beams are grace,
His courfe is joy and righteouinefs :
Nations rejoice when he appears
To chafe their clouds, and dry their tears.
1 7 O let me climb thofe higher fkies,
Where ftorms and darkncfs never rife;
There he difplays his pow'rs abroad,
And fhiues, and reigns th' incarnate God."j
i3 Nor earth, nor i'eas, nor fun, nor Mars,
Nor heav'n his full refenibiance bears;
His beauties we can never trace,
Till we behold him face to face.
H Y M N CXLVII. (L. M.)
The names and titles of Chrifr. From fever al
fcriptures.
1 ['HP IS from the treafures of his word
JL I borrow titles for my Lord ;
Nor art nor nature can fupply
Sufficient forms of majefty.
2 Bright image of the Father's face,
Shining with undiminilVd rays;
Th' eternal God's eternal Son,
The heir and partner of his throne.]
ook I.] HYMN CXLVIII. 99
The King of kings, the Lord molt High,
Writes his own name upon his thigh :
He wears a garment dipp'd in blood,
And breaks the nations wkh his rod.
Where grace can neither melt nor move,
The Lamb refents his injur'd love,
Awakes his wrath without delay,
And Judah's Lion tears the prey.
But when for works of peace he comes,
What winning titles he alTumes !
V Light of the world," and " Life of men;"
Nor bears thofe characters in vain.
With tender pity in his heart
He acts the Mediator's part;
A Friend and Brother he appears,
And well fulfils the names he wears.
At length the judge his throne afcends,
Divides the rebels from his friends,
And faints in full fruition prove
His rich variety of love.
HYMN CXLVIII.
The fame as the cxlviiith Pfalm,
[TXT IT H cheerful Voice I ling
W The titles of my Lord,
And borrow all the names
Of honour from his word.
Nature and art
Can ne'er fupply
Sufficient forms
Of majelty.
In Jefus we behold
His Father's glorious face,
Shining for ever bright
With mild and lovely rays.
ico HYMN CXLVIII. [Book
Th7 eternal God's
Eternal Sun
Inherits and
Partakes the throne.]
3 The fovVeign King of kings,
The Lord of lords molt High,
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh.
His name is call'd
" The Word of God,"
He rules the earth
With iron rod.
4 Where promifes and grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry Lamb refents
The inj'ries of his love;
Awakes his wrath
Without delay,
As lions roar
And tear the prey.
j But when for works of peace
The great Redeemer comes,
What gentle characters,
What titles he affumes !
" Light of the world,
" And Life of men j"
Nor will he bear
Thofe names in vain.
) Immenfe companion reigns
In our Immanuel's heart,
When he defcenHs to aft
A Mediator's part.
He is a Friend,
And Brother too,
Divinely kind,
Divinely true.
kl.] HYMN CXLIX. 101
At length the Lord the judge
His awful throne afcends,
And drives the rebels far
From favourites and friends :
Then (hall the faints
Completely prove
The heights and depths
Of all his love.
HYMN CXLIX. (L. M.)
The offices of Chrifr. From fever al fcriptures.
OIN all the names of love and pow'r
'J
That ever men or angels bore,
All are too mean to fpeak his worth,
Or fet Immanual's glory forth.
2 But O what condefcending ways
He takes to teach his heav'nly grace!
My eyes with joy and wonder fee
What forms of love he bears for me.
3 [The " Angel of the cov'nant" flands
With his commimon in his hands,
Sent from his father's milder throne,
To make his great falvation known.]
4 [Great Prophet, let me blefs thy name;
By thee the joyful tidings came
Of wrath appeas'd, of fins forgiv'n,
Of hell fubdju'd, and peace with heav*n.
5 [My bright Example and my Guide,
I would be walking near thy fide;
O let me never run aftray,
Nor follow the forbidden way !
6 I love my Shepherd, he fliall keep
My wandVing foul amohgft his fheep ;
He feeds his flock, he calls their names.
And in his bofom bears the Iambs.]
/
ioz HYMN CL. [Book I.
7 [My Surety undertakes my caufe,
Anfw'ring his Father's broken laws;
Behold my foul at freedom fet,
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.]
8 [Jefus my great High Prieft has dy'd,
I feek no facrirlce beiide ;
His blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.]
9 [My Advocate appears on high,
The Father lays his thunder by;
Not all that earth or hell can fay,
Shall turn my Father's heart away.]
10 [My Lord, my Conqu'ror, and my King,
Thy fceptre and thy fw -d I ling;
Thine is the vicl'iy, and I fit
A joyful fubjefr at thy feet.]
11 [Afpire, my foul, to glorious deeds,
The " Captain of Salvation," leads:
March on, nor fear to win the day,
Tho' death and hell obitruft the way.
12 Should death and hell, and pow*rs unknown,
Put all their forms hief on,
I ihall be fafe ; for Chrift diiplays
Salvation in more fov'reign ways.]
J
HYMN CL.
The fame as the cxlviiith Pfalrn.
OIN all the glorious names
Of wifdom, love, and pow'r,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
AH are too mean
To fpeak his worth,
Too mean to fet
My Saviour forth.
Book I.] H Y M N CL. 103
7, But, O what gentle terms,
What condefcending ways
Doth our Redeemer. ufe
To teach his heav'nly grace !
Mine eyes with joy
And wonder fee
What forms of love
He bears for me.
3 [Array'd in mortal flefli,
He like an angel frauds,
And holds the promii'es
And pardons in his hands :
CommiiTion'd from
His Father's throne,
To make his grace
To mortals known.]
4 [Great Prophet of iny God,
My tongue would blefs thy name;
By thee the joyful news
Of our faivation came ;
The joyful news
(. f fins forgiv'n,
Of hell fubdu'd,
And peace with h.eav?n.]
5 [Be thou my Counfelior,
My Pattern and my Grade;
And thro' this defert land
Still keep me near thy fide.
O let my feet
Ne?er run aftray
Nor rove, nor feek
The crooked way !]
6 [I love my Shepherd's voice,
His watchful eyes ihall keep
My wand'ring foul among
Ten thoufands of his iheep :
!04 HYMN CL.
He feeds his flock,
He calls their names,
His boi'om bears
The tender lambs.]
7 TTo this dear Surety's hand
Will I commit my caufe ; .
He anfwers and fulfils
His Father's broken laws.
Behold my foul
At freedom let ;
Mv Surety paid
The dreadful debt.]
[J efus my sreat High Pried,
Offer' d his blood and dy'd ;
My guilty conference feeks
No facrince befide.
His pow'rful blood
Did once atone ;
And now it pleads
ire the throne.]
n [My advocate appears
For my defence on nigh ;
; Father bows his ears,
And lays his thunder by.
Not all that hell
Or fin cab/ayV
Shall turn his heart,
His love away.]
10 [My dear almighty Lord,
My Conqu'ror and my King
Thy fceptre, and thy fword,
Thv reigning grace I fing.
Thine is the pow'r;
Behold I fit
in willing bonds
Beneath thy feet.]
Bookl] 'rjiVM^ CL.
3I f-Now let my foul arife,
And tread the tempter aown :
My Captain leads me forth
To conqueft and a crown.
A feeble faint
Shall win the day,
Tho' death an.4 fa^il
Oblfcruft theVa^ \
^^ Should all the hofts of death,
and pow'rs of hell unknown,
Put their moft dreadful forms
Of rage and mifchief on,
I fli al 1 be fafe;
For Chrift difplays
Superior pow'r
And guardian grace.
10
the END of the FIRST BOOK,
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H Y M N: S.
O _0 K II
EJECTS
^ COMPOSED ON DIVINt SUET
HYMN I. (L. M.)
A Jong in praije to God from Great- Britain.
NATURE with all her pow'rs (hall ling
God the Creator and the King:
Nor air, nor earth, nor ikies, nor leas,
. the tribute of their praife.
l [Begin to make his glories known,
Ye feraphs, that fit near his throne ;
Tune your harps high, and fpread the found
To the creation's utmofl bound.]
; [All mortal things of meaner frame,
Exert your force, and own his name;
Whilft with our fouls, and with our voice,
We fing his honours and our jo-
j. rTo him be facred all we have,
From the young cradle to the grave:
Our lips lhall his loud wonders tell,
And ev'ry word a miracle.]
5 [This northern ifie, our native land,
Lies fafe in the Almighty's hand :
Our foes of vicVry dream in vain,
And own the captivating chain.
5 He builds and guards the Bntifh throne,
And makes it gracious, like his own:
Makes our fucceffiye princes kind,
And gives our dangers to the wind.;
Book II.] HYMN II. 107
7 Pvaife monumental praifes high
To him that thunders thro' the iky,
And with an awful nod or frown
Shakes an afpiring tyrant down.
8 [Pillars of lairing brafs proclaim
The triumphs of th' eternal name;
While trembling nations read from far
The honours of the God of war.
9 Thus let our flaming zeal employ
Our loftieir. thoughts and loudeft fongs ;
Britain pronounce with warmed joy,
Hofanna from ten thoufand tongues.
-3 [Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame
Attempts in vain to reach thy name :
The ftrongeft notes that angels raiie,
- Faint in the worihip and the praife. •
HYMN II. (CM.)
The death of a firmer.
1 ft /i*Y thoughts on awful fubje<Ss roll',.
LVjL Damnation and the dead ;
What horrors feize the guilty foul
Upon a dying bed !
1 Ling'ring about thefe mortal fhofes.
She makes a long delay;
' Till like a flood with rapid force
Death fweeps the wnetch away.
3 Then fwift and dreadful lhe defcends
Down to the fi'ry coaft,
jngft abominable fiends;
Herfelf a frighted ghoit.
4 There endlefs crowds of tinners lie,
And oarknefs makes their chains;
■ ur'd with keen defpair they cry,
Yet wait for fiercer pains.
Io8 HYMN III. [Bookl-
.Not all tlicirangmm and theft blood
* for their old guilt atones,
Nor the companion of a God
Shall hearken to their grows.
6 Amazing grace that kept my breath,
Nor bid my foul remove,
Till rhad learn'd my Saviour's death,
And well infur'd his love !
HYMN III. (CM.)
The death arJ burial of a faint.
, \T7HY do we mourn departing friends
W Or make at death's alarms ?
>Tis but the voice that Jefus fends
To call them to his arms.
- Are we not tending upward too
As faft as time can move?
Nor mould we wiih the hours more How,
To keep us from cur love.
- Why mould we tremble to convey
* Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear fleih of Jefus lay,
And left a long perfume:
, The graves of all his faints he blels d,
^Andfoft'nedev'rybed:
Where ihould the dymg members reA,
But with their dying head?
e Thence he arofe, afcendmg high,
h And ihew'd our feet the way:
Up to the Lord our flerti mall fly,
At the ^reat nfmg-day.
* Then let the laft loud trumpet found,
And bid our kindred rife: _
Awake, ve nations under ground,
Ye faints, afcead the Ikies.
Book II.] HYMN IV. V. 109
HYMN IV. (L. M.)
Salvation in the crofs.
J TjERE at thy crofs, rev zing God,
li I lay my foul beneath the love,
Beneath the droppings of thy blood,
Jefus ! nor mall it e'er remove.
2 Not all that tyrants think or fay,
With rage and lightning in their eyes.
Nor hell mall fright my heart away,
Should hell with all its legions rife.
3 Should worlds confpire to drive me thence,
Movelefs and firm this heart mould lie:
Refolv'd (for that's my laft defence)
If I muft perim, there to die.
4 But fpeak, my Lord, and calm my fear;
Am I not fafe beneath thy made !
Thy veng'ance will not ftrike me here,
Nor Satan dares my foul invade.
5 Yes, I'm fecure beneath thy blood,
And all my foes mall lofe their aim :
Hofanna to my dying God ;
And my beft honours to his name. +
HYMN V. (L.M.)
Longing to praijs Chrift better.
IT ORD, when my thoughts with wonder
Li roll
O'er the fharp forrows of thy foul,
And read my Maker's broken laws,
Repair'd and honoured by thy crofs ;
Z When I behold death, hell, and fin,
Vanquilh'd by that dear blood of thine 5
And fee the man that groaird and dy'd3
Sit glorious by his Father's fide ;
D z
lio HYMN VI. [Book II.
3 My paflions rife and foar above,
I'm wing'd with faith, and fir'd with love;
Fain would I reach eternal things.
And learn the notes that Gabriel fings. .
4 But my heart fails, my tongue complains,
For want of their immortal drains ;
And in fuch humble notes as thcfe
Muft fall below thy victories.
5 Well, the kind minute muft appear
When w£ lhall leave thefe bodies here,
Thele clogs of clay; and mount on high,
To join the fongs above the iky.
HYMN VI. (CM.)
A morning Jong.
1 rvNCE more, my foul, the riling
K_J Salutes thy waking eyes ;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him that rules the ikies.
2 Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the found,
Wide as the heav'n on which he fits
To turn the feafons round.
", 'Tis he fup ports my mortal frame;
My tongue mall fpeak his praiie :
My fins would ronfe his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath dclr.
>n a poor worm thy pow'r might tread,
And I could ne'er wkriGand;
Thy juftice might have cruih'd me de
But mercy held thine hand.
5 A thoufand wretched fouls are fled
Since the lad fetting fua,
\ yet thou lengtfa'nefl out
ray momc
Book II.] HYMN VIL VIIL m
6 Dear God, let all ray hours be thine,
Whiift I enjoy the light;
Then mail my fun in fmiles decline,
And bring a pleafant night.
HYMN VII. (CM.)
An evening Jong,
I. [y\READ Sov'reign, let my ev'ning fong
JL/ Like hely incenfe rile ;
Afiift the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty fkies.
X Thro' all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was ftill my guard,
And ftill to drive my wants away
Thy mercy flood prepar'd.]
3 Perpetual bleflings from above
Encompafs me around,
But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found?
4 What have I done for him that dyM
To fave my wretched foul ?
How are my follies multiply'd.
Fall as my minutes roll !
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine9 «*
To thy dear crofs I flee,
And to thy grace my foul refign,
To be renew'd by thee.
6 Sprinkled afrefh with pard'ning bloody
I lay me down to reft,
As in th' embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breaft.
HYMN VIII. (C. M.)
An hymn for morning cr evening
H
To God's upholding hand ;
fen thoufand fnares attend us round.
And yet fecure we ftand.
112 HYMN IX. [Book II.
i That was a moft amazing pow'r
That raisVi us with a word,
And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The ev'ning refts our weary head,
And angels guard the room;
We wake, and we admire the bed
That was not made our tomb.
4 The riling morning can't allure
That we mall end the day;
For death (lands ready at the door
To take our lives away.
5 Our breath is forfeited by fin
To God's avenging law ;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In ev'ry gafp we draw.
6 God is our fun, whofe daily light
Our joy and fafety brings;
Out feeble flefh lies fafe at night
Beneatn his lhady wings.
HYMN IX. (CM.)
Godly forrow anjingfrom the juffsrings of ChiiCu
j ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed!
-tV And did my Sov'rcign die;
Woti'd he devote that facred head
For fuch a worm as Ir
2 [Thy body flain, fweet Jefus, thine.
And bath' ' in ks own blood.
While all exposM to wrath divine
The glorious fufPrer flood !]
3 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity ! Giace unknown!
And love beyond degree]
Book II.] HYMN X. IT3
4 Well might the fun in darknefs hide,
And tout his glories in,
When God the mighty Maker dy'd
For man the creature's fin.
5 Thus might I hide my blufhing face,
While his dear crofs appears,
Diffolve my heart in thankfulnefs,
And melt my eyes to tears.
6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe :
Here, Lord, I give myfelf away;
>Tis all that I can do.
HYMN X. (CM.)
Parting with carnal joys.
3M
And bids the world farewel.;
Bafe as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mifchievous as hell.
% No longer will I afk your love,
Nor feek your friendihip more;
The happinefs that I approve
Is not within your powY.
3 There's nothing round the fpacious earth
That fuits my large defire ;
To boundlefs joy and folid mirth
My nobler thoughts afpire.
4 [Where pleafure rolls its living flood,
From fin and drofs refin'd,
Still Springing from the throne of God,
And fit to cheer the mind.
5 ThJ almighty Ruler of the fphere,
The Glorious and the Great,
Brings his own all-fufiicience there,
To make our blifs complete.]
ii4 HYMN XI. XII. [Book II.
6 Ka'd I the pinions of a dove,
I'd climb the heav'nly road ;
There fits my Saviour drefs'd in love,
And there my fmiling God.
HYMN XI. (L. M.)
The fame.
I T Send the joys of earth away;
-*• Away ye tempters of the mind,
Falfe as the fmooth deceitful fea
And empty as the whittling wind.
1 Your frreams were floating me along
Down to the gulph of black defpair;
And whilft I liften'd to your fong,
Your ftreams had e'en couvey'd me there.
3 Lord, I adore thy matchlefs grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyfs;
That drew me from thofe treach'rous feas,
And bid me feek fu^erior blifs.
4 Now to the mining realms above
I ftretch my hands, and glance my eyes;
O for the pinions of a dove,
To bear me to the upper ikies !
5 There from the bofom of my God
Oceans of endlefs pleafures roll;
There would I fix my laft abode,
And drown the forrows of my foul.
HYMN XII. (CM.)
Chrift is thtfubftance of the Levitical priefthooa.
i r I "* H E 'true Mefiiah now appears,
J- The types are all withdrawn;
So fly the fhadows and the ftars
Before the riling dawn,
i No finoaking fweets, nor bleeding Iambs,
Nor kid, nor bullock flain,
Tncenfc and fpice of coftly names.
Would all be burnt in vain.
Book II.] HYMN XIIL 115
3 Aaron mufl lay his robes away,
His mitre and his veft,
When God himfelf comes dowa to be
The ofFring and the prieft.
4 He took our mortal flefh to mow
The wonders of his love;
For us he paid his life below,
And prays for us above.
5 " Father, (he cries) forgive their fins,
" For I myfelf have d^y'd ;"
And then he lhews his open'd veins,
And pleads his wounded fide.
HYMN XIIL (L. M.)
The creation, prefervation, dijfolution, and
rejioration of this world.
1 O I N G to the Lord that built the Ikies,
i3 The Lord that rear'd this irately frame;
Let all the nations found his praife,
And lands unknown repeat his name.
2 He form'd the feas, and form'd the hills,
Made ev'ry drop, and ev'ry duft,
Nature and time with all their wheels,
And pufh'd them into motion nrft.
3 Now, from his high imperial throne
He looks far down upon the fpheres;
He bids the mining orbs roll on,
And round he turns the hafty yeais.
4 Thus mall this moving engine laft,
Till all his faints are gathered in :
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blaft,
To make it all to duft again !
5 Yet, when the found mall tear the ikies,
And lightning burn the globe below,
Saints, you may life your joyful e,yes,
There's a new heav*n and earth for vo ;,
D -
3i6 H Y M N XIV. XV, [Book II,
HYMN XIV. (S. M.)
The Lord\r <toy : or, delight in ordinances.
I TITELCOME fweet day of reft,
VV That faw the Lord arife ;
Welcome to this revising- breaft,
And thefe rejoicing eyes !
1 The King himfelf comes near,
And feafts his faints to-day ;
Here we may fit, and fee him here,
And love, and praife, and pray.
3 One day amidft the place
Where my dear God hath been,
Is fweeter than ten thoufand d
Of pleafurable fin,
4 My willing foul would flay
In fuch a frame as this, '
And fit and fmg herfelf away
To everlafting blifs.
HYMN XV. (L.M.J
The enjoyment of Chiift: or, delight in wt
3 T7 A R from my thoughts vain world be
L gone,
Let my religious hours alone ;
in would my eyes my Saviour fee;
I wait- a vifit, Lord, from thee.
2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure deiire :
me', my dear Jems, from above,
Ani\ feed my foul with heav'nly love. I
5 [The trees of life immortal (land
In fragrant rows at thy right-band,
And m fwect murmurs bi their lidc
Rivers of blifs perpetual glide.
Book II.] HYMN XVI. 11/
4 Halle then, but with a fmiling face,
And fpread the' table of thy grace :
Bring down a tafte of truth divine
And cheer my heart with facred wine.]
5 Blefs'd Jefus, what delicious fare !
How fweet thy entertainments are !
Never did angels tafte above
Redeeming grace, and dying love.
6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine.!
In thee thy Father's glories mine;
Thou brighteft, fweeteft. faireft one,
That eyes have feen, or angels known-
HYMN XVI. , (L, M.)
Part the fecond.
7 T ORD, what a heav'n of faving grace
JLi Shines thro' the beauties of thy face,
And lights our pafiions to a flame !
Lord, how we love thy charming name!
8 When I cau fay, my God is mine,
When I can feel thy glories lhine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that earth calls good or gFeat.
<j While fuch a fcene of facred joys
Our raptur'd eyes and fouls employs,
Here we could fit, and gaze away
A long, an everlafting day.
10 Well, we (hall quickly pafs the night,
To the fair coafts of perfect light:
Then mall our joyful fenles rove
O'er the dear objecl of our love.
1 1 [There lhali we drink full draughts of blifs,
And pluck new life from heav'nly trees !
Yet now and then, dear Lord, beftow
A drop of heav'n on worms below.
2i8- H Y M N XVII. XVIII. [Book IL
12 Send comforts down from thy right-hand,
While we pafs thro' this barren land,
And in thy temple let us fee
A giimpfe of love, a glimpfe of thee.]
HYMN XVII. (CM.)
God's eternity.
i "D I S E, rife, my foul, and leave the
AV ground ;
Stretch all thy thoughts abroad,
And roufe up ev'ry tuneful found
To praife th' eternal God.
z Long ere the lofty fkies were fpread,
Jehovah fill'd his throne,
Or Adam form'd, or angels made,
The Maker liv'd alone.
3 His boundlefs years can ne'er decrcafe,
But ftill maintain their prime;
Eternity's his dwelling place,
And eixr is his time.
4 While like a tide our minutes flow,
The prei'ent and the paft,
He fills his own immortal now,
And fees our ages waftc.
5 The fea and iky mull perilh too,
And vaft deftruclion come!
The creatures— look ! how old they gfOW.
And wait their fi'ry doom.
6 Well, let the fea ihrink all away.
And flame melt down the ikies ;
My God ihall live an endlefs day,
When th* old creation dies.
HYMN XVIII. (L. M.)
The miniflry of angels.
i TJT IG H on a hill of d.izziin? light,
Xi The King of glory fpreads his feat,
\n$ troops of angels ftrctch'd for flight,
and waiting round his awf',:l fee?-.
Book II.] HYMN XIX. 119
2 " Go, (faith the Lord) * my Gabriel, go,
" Salute the virgin's fruitful womb ;
" Make hafte, f ye cherubs, down below,
" Sing and proclaim the Saviour come."
3 Here a bright fquadron % leaves the fkies,
And thick around Elifha ftands;
Anon a heav'nly foldier flies,
And breaks the chains from Peter's || hands,
4 Thy winged troops, O God of hofts,
Wait on thy wand'ring church below;
Here we are failing to thy coafts,
Let angels be our convoy too..
% Are they not all thy fervants, $ Lord ?
At thy command they go and come;
With cheerful hafte obey thy word,
And guard thy children to their home.
HYMN XIX. (CM.)
Oar frail bodies, and God our preferver*
I x ET others boaft how flrong they bei
I j Nor death nor danger fear;
But we'll confefs, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.
1 Frelh as the grafs our bodies ftand,
And flourifh bright and gay ;
A Marling wind fweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grafs away.
3 Our life contains a thoufand fprings,
And dies if one be gone:
Strange ! that a harp of thoufand firings
Should keep in tune fo long.
4 But 'tis our God fupports our frame,
The God that built us nrft ;
Salvation to th' almighty name,
That rear'd us from the duii,
* Luke i. z6. f Luke ii. 13. ^2 Kings vi. 17,
i| Ads xir. 7. § Heb. i. 14.
D 4
no HYMN XX. [Book II.
5 [He fpoke, and ftraight our hearts and
brains
" In all their motions rofe;
" Let blood (faid he) flow round the veins ;"
And round the veins it flows.
6 While we have breath, or ufe our tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore;
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more.]
HYMN XX. (C. M.)
Backjlidings and returns : or, the inconftancy of
our love.
1 TI7HY is my heart fo far from thee,
VV My God, my chief delight?
Why are my thoughts no more by day
With thee, no more by night?
2 [Why mould my foolifh paflions rove?
Where can fuch fweetnefs be
As I have tafted in thy love,
As I have found in thee?]
3 When my forgetful foul renews
The favour of thy grace,
My heart prefumes I cannot lofe
The relilh all my days.
4 But ere one fleeting hour is pafs'd,
The flatt'ring world employs
Some fenfual bait to feize my tafte,
And to pollute my joys.
5 [Trifles of nature, or of art,
With fair deceitful charms,
Intrude into my thoughtlefs heart,
And thruft me from thy arms.]
6 Then I repent, and vex my foul
That I mould leave thee fo :
Where will thofe wild affections roll,
That let a Saviour go ?
Book II.] HYMN XXI. ill
7 [Sin's promis'd joys are turn'd to pain,
And I am drown'd in grief;
But my dear Lord returns again,
He flies to my relief;
8 Seizing my foul with fweet furprife ;
He draws with loving bands;
Divine companion in his eyes,
And pardon in his hands.]
9 [Wretch that I am, to wander thus
In chafe of falfe delight?
Let me be faften'd to thy crofs,
Rather than lofe thy fight.
jo Make hafte, my days, to reach the goal,
And bring my heart to reft
On the dear centre of my foul,
My God, my Saviour's breaft.]
'L
HYMN XXI. (L. M.)
d fong of praife to God the Redeemer.
ET the old heathens tune their fong
Of great Diana and of Jove;
But the fweet theme that moves my tongue,
Is my Redeemer and his love.
Behold a God defcends and dies,
To fave my foul from gaping hell !
How the black gulph where Satan lies,
Yawn'd to receive me when I fell !
How juftice frown'd and veng'ance flood,
To drive me down to endlefs pain!
But the great Son propos'd his blood,
And heav'nly wrath grew mild again.
Infinite Lover! gracious Lord !
To thee be endlefs honours giv'nj
Thy wondrous name mail be adorM,
Round the wide earth, and wider heav'n*
izz HYMN XXII. XXIII. [Book II.
HYMN XXII. (L. M.)
■With God is terrible majefty.
1 npERRIBLE God, that reigifft on high,
JL How awful is thy thund'ring hand !
Thy fi'ry bolts, how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withftand.
2 This the old rebel-angel knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy frown:
Thine arrows ftruck the traitor thro'.
And Weighty veng'ance funk him down,
3 This Sodom felt, and feels it frill,
And roars beneath th' eternal load ;
" With endlefs burnings who can dwell,
" Or bear the fury of a God !
q. Tremble, ye finners, and fubmit,
Throw down your arms before his throne ;
Bend your heads low beneath his feet,
Or his firong hand ihall -craft) you down.
5 And ye, blelVd faints, that love him too,
With rev'rence bow before his name;
Thus all his heav nly fervants do:
God is a bright and burning flame.
HYMN XXIII. (L. M.)
Ttie fight of God and Chrift in heaven.
i TxESCEND from heav'n, immortal Dove,
_LJ Stoop down and take ns on thy wings,
And mount and bear us far above
The reach of thefe inferior things :
i Beyond, beyond this lower iky,
where eternal ages roll,
Where i o lid pleafures never die,
And fruits immortal feaft the foul.
( ) for a light, a pleating fight,
Of our almighty Father's throne !
There fits our Saviour crown'd yvith light,
Cloth'd in a body like our own,
Book II.] HYMN XXIV. 123
4 Adoring faints around him ftand,
And thrones and pow'rs before him fall;
The God mines gracious thro' the man,
And fheds fweet glories on them all 1
5 O what amazing joys they feel,
While to their golden harps they fing,
And fit on ev'ry heav'nly hill,
And fpread the triumphs of their king !
6 When in all the day, dear Lord, appear,
That I thall mount to dwell above,
And ftand and bow amongft 'em there,
And view thy face, and fing and love ?
HYMN XXIV. (L, M.)
The evil of fin vifible in the fall of angels am
men.
1 T^7HEN thQ great builder arch'd the
And form'd all nature with a word,
The joyful cherubs tun'd his praife,
And ev'ry bending throne ador'd.
2 High in the rnidft of all the throng,
Satan, a tall arch-angel, fate,
x^mongft the morning ftars *.he fung,
Till tin defiroy'd his heav'nly flaie.-
3 ['Twas fin that hurld him from his throne,
Grov'ling in fire the rebel lies:
" How art thou funk in darknefs down,
" Son of the morning, f from the ikies 1"]
4 And thus our two firft parents flood,
Till fin defil'd the happy place;
They loft their garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn race.
* Job xxxviii. 7. f Ifaiah xiv. iz*
124 HYMN XXV. [Book II.
5 [So fprung the plague from Adam's bow'r
And fpread deftruction all abroad ;
Sin, the curs'd name, that in one hour
Spoil'd fix days labour of a God.]
6 Tremble, my foul, and mourn for grief,
That fuch a foe fhould feize thy breaft;
Fly to thy Lord for quick relief?
O ! may he flay this treach'rous gueft.
7 Then to thy throne, victorious King,
Then to thy throne our lhouts fhall rife,
Thine everlafting arms we fing,
for fin, the monfter, bleeds and dies,
HYMN XXV. (CM.)
Complaining of fpiritual jlolh.
i ]i /f Y drowfy pow'rs, why fleep ye fo ?
lVl Awake, my fluggifh foul!
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half fo dull.
£ The little ants for one poor grain
Labour, and tug, and ftrive;
Yet we, who have a heav'n t' obtain,
How negligent we live !
5 We, for whofe fake ail nature (lands,
And (tars their conrfea move;
We, for whofe guard the angel-bands
Come flying from above :
4 We, for whom God the Son came down,
And lahourM for our good,
How carelefs to fecure that crown
He purchas'd with his blood '
5 Lord, mall we lie fo fluggifn dill,
And never acl our parts!
Come, holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill,
And lit and warm ov.r hearts.
Book II.] HYMN XXVI. XXVII. 115
5 Then fhall our a&ive fpirits move,
Upward our fouls mall rife ;
With hands of faith and wings of love
We'll fly and take the prize.
HYMN XXVI. (L. M.)
' God invifible.
V
We can't behold thy bright abode;
O! 'tis beyond a creature's mind^.
To glance a thought half-way to God.
2 Infinite leagues beyond the iky
The Great Eternal reigns alone,
Where neither wings nor fouls can fly?
Nor angels climb the toplefs throne.
3 The Lord of glory builds his feat
Of gems infuperably bright,
And lays beneath his facfed feet
Subftantial beams of gloomy night.
4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes
Look through, and cheer us from above;
Beyond our praife thy grandeur flies,
Yet we adore, and yet we love.
HYMN XXVII. (L. M.)
Praife ye him, all his angels, Pfalm cxlviii. 2,
i /"N OD ! the eternal awful name !
V_X That the whole heav'nly army fears,
That makes the wide creation's frame,
And Satan trembles when he hears.
2 Like flames of fire his fervants are,
And light furrounds his dwelling-place ;
But, O ye fi'ry flames, declare
The brighter glories of his face.
3 'Tis not for fucb poor worms as we,
To fpeak fo infinite a thing;
But your immortal eyes furvey
The beauties of your fov'reigu K bg.
126 HYMN XXVIII. [Book II.
4 Tell how he ihews his fmiling face,
And clothes all heav'n in bright array:
Triumph and joy run thro' the place,
And fongs eternal as the day.
5 Speak, (for you feel this burning love)
What zeal it fpread thro' all your frame;
That facred fire dwells all above,
For we on earth have loft the name.
6 [Sing of his pow'r and juftice too,
That infinite right-hand of his,
That vanquifh'd Satan and his crew,
And thunder drove them down from blifs.]
7 [What mighty ftorms of poifon'd darts,
Were hurl'd upon the rebels there!
What dreadful jav'lins nail'd their hearts
Faft to the racks of long defpair.]
8 [Shout to your King, ye heav'nly hoft,
You that beheld the finking foe ;
Firmly ye flood, when they were loft:
Praife the rich grace that kept you fo.]
9 Proclaim his wonders from the fkies,
Let ev'ry diftant nation hear;
And while you found his lofty praife,
Let humble mortals bow and fear.
HYMN XXVIII. (CM.)
Death and eternity.
' i QTOOP down, my thoughts, that ufe to
O rife,
Converfe awhil« with death:
Think how a gafping mortal lies,
And pants away his breath.
z His quiv'ring lip hangs feebly down,
His pulfes faint and few;
Then fpeechlefs, with a doleful groan,
He bids the world adieu.
Book II.] HYMN XXIX. 127
3 But, Oh, the foul that never dies!
At once it leaves the clay!
Ye thoughts, purfue it where it flies,
And track its wondrous way.
4 Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts, triumphing there ;
Or devils plunge it down to hell,
In infinite defpair.
5 And muft my body faint and die?
And muft this foul remove ?
Oh, for fome guardian angel nigh,
To bear it fafe above !
fj Jefus, to thy dear faithful hand
My naked foul I trull :
And my flefh waits for thy command.
To drop into my dull.
HYMN XXIX. (CM.)
Redemption by price and power.
1 TESUS, with all thy faints above
J My tongue would bear her part,
Would found aloud thy faving love,
And fing thy bleeding heart.
■z Blefs'd be the Lamb, my deareft Lord,
Who bought me with his blood,
And quench'd his Father's flaming fword
In his own vital flood.
3 The Lamb that freed my captive foul
From Satan's heavy chains,
And lent the lion down to howl
Where hell and horror reigns.
4 All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceafing praife,
While angels live to know his name,
Or faints to feel his grace.
128 HYMN XXX. [Book II.
HYMN XXX. (S. M.)
Heavenly joy on earth,
1 [PO ME, we that love the Lord,
^-^ And let our joys be known;
Join in a fong with fweet accord,
And thus furround the throne.
2 The forrows of the mind
Be baninVd from this place:
Religion never was defign'd
To make our pleafures lefs.]
3 Let thofe refufe to ling
That never knew our God,
But fav'rites of the heav'wly King
May fpeak their joys abroad.
4 [The God that rules on high
And thunders when he pleafe,
That rides upon the ftormy iky,
And manages the feas :]
5 This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love;
He (hall fend down his heav'nly pew'rs
To carry us above.
6 There mail we fee his face,
And never, never fin;
There from the rivers of his grace
Drink endlefs pleafures in.
7 Yes, and before we rife
To that immortal ftate,
The thoughts of fuch amazing blifs
Should conftant joys create
8. [The men of grace have found
Glory begun below:
Celeftial fruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.]
Book II.] HYMN XXXI. XXXII. 129
9 [The hill of Zion yields
A thoufand facred fweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden ftreets.
10 Then let our fongs abound,
And ev'ry tear be dry ;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground.
To fairer worlds on high.]
HYMN XXXI. (L. M.)
ChrirVj1 prefence makes death eafy.
1 "TTTHY fhould we ftart, and fear to die?
VV What tim'rous worms we mortals
Death is the gate of endlefs j®y, [are!
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, and dying ftrife,
Fright our approaching fouls away;
Still we fhrink back again to life.
Fond of our prifon and our clay.
3 O ! If my Lord would come and meet,
My foul fhould ftretch her wings in hafts,
Fly fearlefs thro' death's iron gate,
. Nor feel the terrors as fhe pafs'd.
4 Jefus can make a dying bed
Feel foft as downy pillows are,
While on his breaft I lean my head,
And breathe my life out fweetly there.
HYMN XXXII. (CM.)
Frailty and folly.
f TT O W fhort and hatfy is our life!
X~l How vaft our fouls affairs !
Yet fenfeiefs mortals vainly flrive
To lavifh out their years.
130 HYMN XXXIII. [Book II.
2 Our days run thoughtleiHy along,
Without a moment's flay:
Juft like a ftory or a fong
We pafs our lives away.
3 God from on high invites us home,
But we march heedlefs on,
And ever halt'ning to the tomb,
Stoop downward as we run.
4 How we deferve the deeper! hell,
That flight the joys above !
What chains of veng'ance fnould we feel,
That break fuch cords of love!
5 Draw us, O God, with fov'reign grace,
And lift our thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal race,
And fee falvation nigh.
HYMN XXXIII. (CM.)
The blejfed fociety in heaven.
1 n AISE thee, my foul, fly up, and run
Xv. Thro' ev'ry heav'nly ftreet,
And fay, There's nought below the fun
That's worthy of thy feet.
2 [Thus will we mount oh facred wings,
And tread the courts above :
Nor earth, nor all her mightiefl things
Shall tempt our meaneft love.]
3 There on a high majeftic throne
Tlv* Almighty Father reigns,
And fheds his glorious goocinefs down
On all the blifsful plains.
4 Bright, like a fun, the Saviour fits,
And fprea.ls eternal noon;
No ev'ning's there, nor gloomy nights
To want the feeble moon.
M
Book IlV H Y M N XXXIV.
J AmiditWe ever-mining ikies
Behold^he facred Dove,
While baWd fin and forrow files
From all\e realms of love.
6 The glorious>enants of the place :
Stand bender round the throne;
And faints ancferaphs fing and praiie
The infinite lyee-One.
7 [But, O what beUls 0f heav'nly grace
Tranfport them \ll the while !
Ten thoufand fmile\from Jefus' face,
And love in ev'ryVpile !]
S Jefus ! O when fhail W dear day,
That joyful hour app\ar,
When I mail leave this Wife of clay,
To dwell amongft themxthere?
13«
\
M.)
P
HYMN XXXIV. {C.
Breathing after the holy Spirit K
of devotion defired.
I /""NOME, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove,
Vj With all thy quick'ning powYs,
Kindle a flame of facred love
In thefe cold hearts of ours.
z Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of thefe trifling toys :
Our fouls can neither fly nor go
To reach eternals joys.
3 In vain we tv.ne our formal ^ongs.
In vain we drive to rife,
Hqfannas languiih on our. tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord ! and (hall we ever live
At this poor dying rare,
Our love fo faint, fo cold to thee, ,
And thine to us fo great?
ervency
132 H Y M N XXXV. XXXVI. .Book 1.
5 Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Doe»
With all thy quickening pow'3>
Come med abroad a SaviourVlove>
And that mall kindle ours
HYMN XXXV. VC.'M.)
Praife to God for creation ^nd redemption.
J T ET them negleftthv glory, Lord,
JL* Who never knew^hy grace ;
But our loud fongs fha-1 rull record
The wonders of th* praife.
2 We raife our lhouts O God, to thee,
And fend them ** thy throne;
All glory to th' Uiited Three,
The undivided One.
3 'Twas he (and we'll adore his name;
That form'd us by a word ;
"Pis he reftores our ruin'd frame:
Salvation to the Lord !
4 Hofanna! let the earth and /kies
Repeat the joyful found ;
Rocks, hills and vales, reflect the voice
In one eternal round.
HYMN XXXVI. (S. M.)
Chrift'j inter cejjion.
TT7ELL, the Redeemer's gone
VV T' appear before our God,
To fprinkle o'er the flaming throne
With his atoning blood.
2 No fiVy veng'ancc now,
No I r-iih comes down:
If jufti 3 for Tinners' blood,
The Saviour lhews his own.
3 Before his ruber's eye
( >u • hum .- moves !
The Fall . \ .bunder by,
And looks, and fmiles, and loves.
aokll.] HYMN XXXVII. 133
Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's honour fmg ;
Jefus the prieft receives our tongs',
And bears them to the King.
[We bow before his face,
And found his glories high;
" Hofanna to the God of grace
" That lays his thunder by.]
" On earth thy mercy reigns,
" And triumphs all above :"
But, Lord, how weak are mortal ftrains,
To fpeak immortal love !
[How jarring and how low
Are ail the notes we fmg I
Sweet Saviour, tune our fongs anew,
And they (hall pleafe the King.]
HYMN XXXVII. (CM.)
The fame. ■
LIFT up your eyes to th' heav'nly feats
Where your Redeemer flays :
Kind Interceffor, there he fits,
And loves, and pleads, and prays.
'Twas well, my foul, he dy'd for thee,
And fned his vital blood,
Appeas'd flern juftice on the tree,
And then arofe to God.
Petitions now, and praife may rife,
And faints their oiT'rings bring,
The Prieft. with his own facrifice ':
Prefents them to the King.
~Let papifls trufl what names they pleafe,
Their faints and angels boaft;
We've no fuch advocates as thefe,
Nor pray to th' heav'nly holt.]
m
134 HYMN XXXVIII. XXXIX. [Bo.ok II.
5 Jefus aloue (hall bear my cries
Up to his Father's throne:
He, deareSt Lord! perfumes my Sighs, .
And fweetens ev'ry groan.
6 [Ten thoufand praifes to the King,
" Hofanna in the High'ft !"
Ten thoufand thanks our fpirits bring
To God and to his Chrifr.]
H Y M N XXXVIII. (C. M.)
Love to God.
1 J TA P P Y the heart where graces reign,
n Where love infpires the bread:
Love is the brighter! of the train,
And strengthens all the reft.
2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain,
And all tn vain our fear;
Our Stubborn fins will fight and reign,
If love be abfent there.
3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In fwift obedience move;
The devils know and tremble too;
But Satan cannot love.
4 This is the grace that lives and fings
When faith and hope fhall ceafe ;
'Tis this fhall Strike our joyful firings
In the fweet realms of blifs.
5 Before we quite forfake our clay,
Or leave this dark, abode,
The wings of love bear us away
To fee our fouling God.
HYMN XXXIX. (CM.)
The fbottnefs and mifery of life.
I /-\ U R days, alas! our mortal days
V_J Are Short and wretched too ;
«' Evil and few #," the patriarch fays j
And well the patriarch knew.
* Gen. xlvii, {,'.
[Book II. HYMN XL. XLI.
% 'Tis but at beft a narrow bound
That heav'n allows to men,
And pains and fins run thro' the round
Of threefcore years and ten.
3 Well, if ye muft be fad and few,
Run on, my days, in hafte ;
Moments of fin, and months of woe,
Ye cannot fly too fall.
4 Let heav'nly love prepare my foul,
And call her to the fkies,
Where years of long falvation roll,
And glory never dies.
HYMN XL. (C. M.)
Our comfort in the covenant made with Chrifl.
I ^\UR God! how firm his promife Hands !
\_) Ev'n when he hides his face, .
He trufts in our Redeemer's hands
His glory and his grace,
2, Then why, my foul, thefe fad complaints,
Since Chrifl: and we are one?
Thy God is faithful to his faints,
Is faithful to his Son.
3 Beneath his fmiles my heart hath liv'd,
And part of heav'n poffefs'd ;
I praife his name for grace receiv'd,
And truft him for the reft.
HYMN XLI. (L. M.)
A fight of God mortifies us to the world.
1 [T T JP to the fields where angels lie,
LJ And living waters gently roll,
Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly,
But fin hangs heavy on my foul.
2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Chrifl,
Can make this world of guilt remove;
And thou canft bear me where thou fly'ff3
On thy kind wings, celefcial Dove !
136- HYMN XLIL [Book II.
3 O might I once mount up and fee
The glories of th7 eternal ikies-,
What little things thefe worlds would be,
How defpicable to my eye !]
4 Had I a glance of thee, my God,
Kingdoms and «ien would vanilh foon ;
Vaniin, as tho* I faw them not,
As a dim candle dies at noon.
5 Then they might fight, and rage, and ravej
I mould perceive the noife no more
Then we can hear a making leaf,
While rattling thunders round us roar.
6 Great All in All! Eternal King!
Let me but view thy lovely face.
And all my pow'rs fliall bow, and fing
Thine endlefs grandeur and thy grace.
HYMN XLII. (CM.)
Delight in God.
1 Tl/fY God, what endlefs pleafures dwell
JLVJ. Above at thy right-hand !
Thy courts below, how amiable,
Where all thy graces Hand!
2 The fwallow near thy temple lies,
And chips a cheerful note;
The lark mounts upwards to thy fkiesft
And tunes his warbling throat:
3 And we, when in thy prefence, Lord,
We fhout with joyful tongues;
Or fitting round our Father's board,
We crown the feaft with fongs.
4 While Jefus mines with quick'ning glftce,
We ling and mount on high;
But if a frown becloud his face,
We faint, and tire, and die.
Book II.] HYMN XLIIL 137
5 [Juft as we fee the lonefome dove
Bemoan her widow' d ftate,
Wand'ring, me flies thro7 all the grove,
And mourns her loving mate.
6 Juft fo our thoughts from thing to thing
In reftlefs circles rove,
juft fo we droop and hang the wing,
When Jefus hides his love.]
HYMN XLIIL (L. M.)
ChriftV Suffering and glory.
j "VTOW for a tune of lofty praife
IN To great Jehovah's equal Son!
Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays
Tell the loud wonders he hath done.
% Sing, how he left the worlds of light,
And the bright robes he wore above; *
How fwift and joyful was his flight,
On wings of everlafting love.
3 [Down to this bafe, this finful earth
He came to raife our nature high ;
He came t' atone almighty wrath;
Jefus, the God, was born to die.]
4 [Hell and its lions roar'd around;
His precious blood the monfters fpilt!
While weighty forrows prefs'd him down,
Large as the loads of all oar guilt.]
5 Deep in the fhades of gloomy death,
Th' almighty Captive pris'ner lay;
The almighty Captive left the earth,
And rofe to everlalting day.
6 Lift up your eyes, ye fons of light,
Up to his throne of mining grace;
See what immortal glories fit
Round the fweet beauties of his face.
\
158 HYMN XLIV. XLV. Book II. |
7 Amongft a thoufand harps and fongs
• Jefus, the God, exalted reigns ;
His facred name fills all their tongues,
Ar.d echoes thro' the heav'nly plains !
HYMN XLIV. (L. M.)
Hell: or, the vengeance of God.
i "\^7 *^ H noly fear an^ humbler fong,
* V The dreadful God our fouls adore;
Rev'rence and awe become the tongue
That fpeaks the terrors of his pow'r.
2 Far in the deep where dariuiefs dwells,
The land of horror and cefpair,
Juftice hath built a difmal hell,
And laid her ftores of veng'ance there.
3 [Eternal plagues and neavy chains,
Tormenting racks and fi'ry coals,
And darts t7 inflict immortal pains,
Dipt in the blood of damned fouls.
4 There Satan the firft finner lies,
And roars, and bites his iron bands;
In vain the rebel ftrives to rife,
Cruih'd with the weight of both thy hands.
5 There guilty ghofts of Adam's race
Shriek out and howl beneath thy rod;
Once they could fcorn a Saviour's grace,
But they incens'd a dreadful God.
6 Tremble, my foul, and kifs the Son ;
Sinner, obey thy Saviour's call ;
Elfe your damnation haftens on,
And hell gapes wide to wait your fall.
HYMN XLV. (L. M.)
GodV condefcenfion to our worfbip.
I rpHY favours, Lord, furprife our fouls !
JL Will the Eternal dwell with us ?
What can ft thou find beneath the poles
To tempt thy chariot downward thus!
Book II.] HYMN XLVL 159
2 Still might he fill his ftarry throne,
And plcafe his ears with Gabriel's fongs;
But th' heav'nly Majefty comes down,
And bows to hearken to our tongues.
3 Great God ! what poor returns we pay
For love fo infinite as thine !
"Words are but air. and tongues but clay;
But thy companion's all divine.
xu
HYMN XL VI. (L. M.)
Go JV condejcenfion to human affairs.
P to the Lord, that reigns on high.
f\nd views the nations from afar,
Let everlafting praifes fly,
And tell how large his bounties are.
[He that can (hake the worlds he made,
Or with his word, or with his rod ;
His goodnefs, how amazing great;
And what a condefcending God !]
^God, that mult ftoop to view the fkies,
And bow to fee what angels do,
Down to our earth he cafts his eyes,
And bends his footfteps downward too."
He over-rules all mortal things,
And manages our mean affairs ;
On humble fouls the King of kings
Bd.rows his counfels and his cares.
Our farrows and our tears we pour
the. bofom of our God ;
He hears us in the mournful hour,
. helps us bear the heavy load,
i might lofty princes try
1 eondefcenflon to perform !
is were never rais'd fo high
tneir meaneft fellow-worm.
140 HYMN XLVII. XLVIII. [Book 13
7 O could our thankful hearts devife
A tribute equal to thy grace,
To the third heav'n our fongs mould rife,
And teach the golden harps thy praife.
HYMN XLVII. (L. M.)
Glory and grace in the perfon of Chrift.
I vtOW to the Lord a noble fong !
IN Awake, my foul ; awake my tongue.
Hofanna to th' eternal name,
And all his boundlefs love proclaim.
•2 See where it lhines in Jems' face,
The brighteft image of his grace;
God, in the perfon of his Son,
Hath all his mightieft works outdone.
3 The fpacious earth and fpreading flood,
Proclaim the wife and pow'rful God;
And thy rich glories from afar,
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling /tar.
4 But in his looks a glory ftands,
The nobleft labour of thine hands:
The pleafmg luflre of his eyes
Out/bines the wonders of the fkies.
5 Grace! 'tis a fvveet, a charming theme;
My thoughts rejoice at jefus' name!
Ye angels, dwell upon the found ;
Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground !
6 Oh, may I live to reach the place
Where he unveils his lovely face !
Where all his beauties you behold,
And fing his name to harps of gold !
HYMN XLVIII. (CM.)
Love to the creatures is dangerous.
I tt OW vain are all things here below!
tl How falfe, and yet how fair!
Each pleafure hath its poifon too 5
And ev'ry fweet a.fnare.
nfBook II.'j HYMN XL1X. 141
g The brighteft things below the fky
Give but a flatt'riug light;
We mould fufpeft foine danger nigh
Where we poilefs delight.
3 Our deareft joys and neareft friends,
The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wav'ring minds,
And leave but half for God.
4 The fondnefs of a creature's love,
How ftrong it ftrikes the fenfe ?
Thither the warm affections move,
Nor can we call them thence.
5 Dear Saviour! let thy beauties be
My foul's eternal food ;
And grace command my heart away
From all created good.
HYMN XLIX. (CM.)
Mofes dying in the embraces of God,
1 ""pv E AT H cannot make our fouls afraid^
JL/ If God be with us there ;
We may walk thro' its darken; made,
And never yield to fear.
z I could renounce my all below,
If my Creator bid ;
And run. If I were call'd to go,
And die as Mofes did.
$ Might I but climb to Pifgah's top,
And view the promised land,
My flefh itfelf would long to drop,
And pray for the command.
4 CIafp*d in my heav'nly Father's arms,
I would forget my breath,
And lofe my life among the charms
Of fo divine a death.
142 HYMN L. LI. [Book i
HYMN L. (L. M.)
Comforts under forrows and pains.
i \T O W let the Lord my Saviour fmile,
1\ And (hew my name upon his heart;
I would forget my pains awhile,
And in the p'leafure lofe the fmart.
2. But O ! it fwells my forrows high,
To fee my bleffed Jefus frown ;
My fpirits link, my comforts die,
And all the fprings of life are down.
3 Yet why, my foul, why thefe com.pl:'
Still while he frowns, his bowels move;
Still on his heart he bears his faints,
And feels their forrows and his love.
4 My name is printed on his breafr;
His book of iife contains my name;
I'd rather have it there imprefs'd,
Than in the bright records of fame.
5 When the la ft fire burns all things here,
Thofe letters lhall fecurely Hand,
And in the Lamb's fair book appear,
Writ by th' eternal Father's hand.
6 Now fhall my minutes fmoothly run,
Wh'ilft here t wait my Father's will
My riling and my letting fun,
Roll gently up and down the hill.
HYMN LI. (L. M.)
God the Son equal with the Father.
i -pRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God
13 Our fpirits bow before thy feat;
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worfhip at thine awful feet.
z [Thy posv'r hath form'd, thy wifdom fway
All nature with a fov'reign word :
And the bright world of liars obi
will of their fuperior Lord.]
Book II.] HYMN LII. 143
3 [Mercy and truth unite in one,
And fmiling lit at thy right-hand ;
Eternal juftice guards thy throne,
And veng'ance waits thy dread command.]
4 A thoufand feraphs ftrong and bright
Stand round the glorious Deity ;
But who amongft the Ions of light
Pretends comparifon with thee?
5 Yet there is one of human frame,
Jefus, array'd in rleih and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God.
6 [Their glory mines with equal beams,
Their eilence is for ever one :
Tho' they are known by difPrent names,
The Father God, and God the Son.
7 Then let the name of (Thrift our King
With equal honours be ador'd ;
His praife let ev'ry angel fing,
And all the nations own the Lord.]
HYMN LII. (CM.)
Death dreadful or delightful,
1 T\EATH! 'tis a melancholy day
JL£ To thofe that have no God,
When the poor foul is forc'd away
To fee it her laft abode.
2 In vain to heav'n the lifts her eyes ;
But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her' downward from the ikies,
To darknefs, fire and pain.
3 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell;
Let ftubborn fanners fear:
You mull be driv'n from earth, and dwell
A loner for ever there.
!44 HYMN LIU. [Book I
4 See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face ;
And thou, my foul, look downward too,
And ling recov'ring grace.
5 He is a God of fov'reign love
The promis'd heav'n to me,
And taught my thougths to foar above
Where happy fpirits he.
6 Piepareme, Lord, for thy right-hand;
Then come the joyful day;
Come, death, and fome celeftial band,
To bear my foul away.
HYMN LIIL (CM.)
The pilgrimage of the faints: or, earth an
lie av en.
1 T ORD, what a wretched land is this,
JLj That yields us no i'upply,
No cheering fruits, no wholefome trees,
Nor ftreams of living joy."
2 But pricking thorns thro' all the ground.^
And mortal poifons grow;
And ail the rivers that are found,
With dang'rous waters flow.
3 Yet the dear path to thine abode
Lies thro' this horrid land :
Lord i we would keep rhe heav'nly road,
And run at thy command.
4 [Our fouls (hall tread the defert thro'
With undiverted feet:
And faith and flaming zeal fubdue
The terrors that we nfeet.l
5 [A thoufand favage beafts of prey
Around the fore ft roam ;
But Judah's Lion guards die way,
And guides the itrangers home, j
Book II.] HYMN Uf. I4S
6 [Long nights and darknefs dwell below,
With fcarce a twinkling ray ;
But the bright world to which we go
Is ever lading day.]
7 [By glimrn'ring hopes, and gloomy fears,
We trace the facred road,
Thro' difmal deeps and daog'rous fnaress
We make our way to 'G©cL]
8 Our journey is a thorny maze,
But we march upward Sill;
Forget thefe troubles of the ways^
And reach at Z;on7s hill.
9 [See the kind angels at (the gates
Inviting us to come!
There Tefus the fore-runner waitsa
To welcome travelers feo-nat 1]
jo There, on a green and iow'ry mount
Our weary fouls tf»a!l Sir,
And with tranfporting joys recount
The labours of our feef.
11 [No vim difcourfe in all MI o-ur tongue.,
Nor trifles vex our ear;
Intrnlte grace Khali he <mt fong,
And God rejoice to hear.]
12 Eternal glory to tht: Kaog
That brought us fafery taro%
Our tongue ihall aever ceafe to nrrg-.
And endiefs piaifc reafew^
HYMN LIT. (CM.)
God's ptefeme is tight m darknefs.
Y Go &f all my joys^
The v delights.,,
Aid comfort of my nights 1
*M
146 HYMN LY. [Book II
i In darkeft mades if he appear,
My dawning is began !
He is my foul's fweet morning ftar,
And he my riling fun.
3 The opening heav'us around me mine
With beams of faered blifs,
While Jefus mews his heart is mine,
And whifpers, " I am his !'*
4 My foul would leave this heavy clay
At that tranfpoiting word,
Run up with joy the mining way
T' embrace my deareft Lord.
5 Fearlefs of hell and ghaflly death,
I'd break thro* ev'ry foe ;
The wings ot love, and arms of faith,
Should bear me conqirror thro*
HYMN LY. (CM.)
Frail life and j~vcceedl);g eternity.
i nnHEE we adore, eternal name!
JL And humbly own to thee,
How feeble is our mortal frame,
What dying worms are we !
.2 [Our wafting lives grow thorter ftill,
As months and days increafe ;
And ev'ry beating pulfe we tell
Leaves but the number lefs.
3 The year rolls round, and fteals away
The breath that firlt it gave ;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're trav'lljhg to the grave.]
4 Dangers ftand thick thro* all the ground,
To pulh us to the tomb ;
And fierce difeafes wait around,
To hurrv mortals home.
Book II.] HYMN LVL 147
5 Good God ! on what a {lender thread
Hang everlaftiug things !
Th' eternal ilates of ail the dead,
Upon life's feeble firings.
6 Infinite joy or endlefs woe
Attends on ev'ry breath ;
And yet how unconcerned we go
Upon the brink of death!
Waken, O Lord, our drowfy fenfe,
To walk, this dang'rous road ;
And if our fouls are hurry'd hence,
May they be found witfc God.
HYMN LVL (CM.)
The mifery of being without God in this world:
or, vain prosperity
1 TVyO, I (hall envy them no more
1\| Who grow profanely great,
Tho' they increafe their golden ft ore,'
And rife to wondrous height.
2 They tafte of all the joys that grow
Upon this earthly clod !
Well, they may fearch the creature thro',
For they have ne'er a God.
3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too,
And think your life your own,
But death comes haft'ning on to you,
To mow your glory down.
4 Yes, you muft bow your (lately head,
Away your fpirit flies,
And no kind angel near your bed
To bear it to the fkies.
5 Go now, and boaft of all your ftores,
And tell how bright you (bine :
Your heaps of glitt'ring duft are your's,
And my Redeemer's mine.
i48 KY M N LVTI. LVITI. [Book II.
HYMN LVIL (L. M.)
The pteofwes of a gcod conjcience.
I T ORD, how fecure and hlefs'd are they
JLi Who feci the j >ys of pardon'd fin!
SJ.ould ftorms of wrath thake earth and fea,
Their minds have heav'n and peace v/*thin,
a The da;. • cetly o'er their beads,
Made up of innocence and iove;
And fott and ftkut as the shades,
Their nightly mjnutes gently move.
3 [Quick as their Noughts their joys come on,
But fly not half fo fwift away:
Their fouls are ever bright as noon,
And calm a.; fommer ev'nir.gs be.
4 How oft they iook to th' neav'nly hills,
Where groves of living pieafnre grow!
And longing hopes and cheerful fmiles
Sit undifrurb'd upon their brow.]
5 They fcorn to feek our golden toys,
But fpend the day, and fhare the night,
In numb'ring o'er the richer joys
That heav'n prepares for their delight.
6 WThile wretched we, ' ke worms and moles,
Lie grov'ling in the duft below:
Almighty grace, renew our fouls !
And we'll afpire to glory too.
HYMN LVIII. (CM.)
The fbortnejs vf Hfe> and the goodnefs of God,
I HP IME! what an empty vapour 'tis !
A And days, bow fwift they are!
Swift as an Indian arrow flies,
Or like a thooting ftar.
ct [The prefent moments juft appear,
Then Hide away in hafte,
That we can never fay, ** They're here \j~
But only fay, " They're path"]
[I.] HYMN ttx„ 14?
[Our 1 fe is ever 011 the wii
And !eath is ever nigh :
The moment when our lives bt , 1,
We all begin to die.]
Yet, mighty' God ! our fleeting days
Thv lafting favours mare.
Yet with the" bounties of thy grace
Thou load'ft the rolling year.
5 ?Tis fuv'reign mercy finds us food,
And we are cloth'd with love .
While grace ftands pointing out the road,
That leads our fouls above.
6 His goodnefs runs an endleis round;
All glory to the Lord !
His mercy never knows a bound;
And be his name ador'd !
7 Thus we begin the lafting fong;
And when we clofe our eyes.
Let the next age thy praife prolong,
Till time and nature dies.
HYMN LIX. (CM.)
Paradije on earth.
1 /~NLORY to God that walks th« J\yp
vT And fends his bleffmgs thro' ;
That tells his faints of joys on high,
And gives a tafte below.
2 [Glory to God that floops his throne,
That duft and worms may fee't,
And brings a glimpfe of glory, down,
Around his iacred feet.
3 When Chrift, with all his graces crown'd,
Sheds his kind beams abroad,
*Tis a young heav'n on earthly ground,
And glory in the bud.
150 HYMN LX. [BookIL'
4 A blooming Paradife of joy-
In "his wild defert fprings,
And ev'ry fenfe I ftrait employ
On fweet celeftial things.
5 White lilies all around appear,
And each his glory lliews;
The Rofe of Sharon blofToms here,
The faireft flow'r that b-ows.
6 Cheerful I fe3ft on heav'nly fruit,
And drink the pleafures down,
Pleafures that flow hard hy the foot
Of the eternal throne.]
7 But ah! how foon my joys decay!
How foon my fins arife !
Aud match the heav'nly fcene away
From thefe lamenting eyes.
8 When mall the time, dear Jefus, whea
The mining day appear,
That I mall leave thofe clouds of fm5
And guilt and darknefs here?
9 Up to the fields above the flues,
My haftv feet would go,
There everlafting flow'rs arife,
And joys unwith'ring grow-
HYMN LX. (L. M.)
ie truth of God the promifer: or, the prmifes
are our Jecurity.
1 T)RAISE, everlaiting praife, be paid
J. To him that earth's foundation laid:
Praife to the God whofe ftrong decrees
Sway the creation as he pleafe.
2 Praife to the gaodnefs of the Lord,
Who rules his people by his word,
And there, as ftrong as his decrees*,
Ke fets his kindeft oromifes,
Book II.] HYMN LXI. 151
3 [Firm are the words his prophets give,
Sweet words on which his children live ;
Each of them is the voice of God,
Who fpoke, and fpread the ikies abroad.
4 Each of them pow'rful as that found
That bid the new-made world go round :
And ftronger than the folid poles,
- On which the wheel of nature rolls.]
5 Whence then mould doubts and fears arife?
Why trickling forrows drown our eyes ?
Slowly, alas ! our mind receives
The comforts that our Maker gives.
6 O for a ftrong and lafting faith,
To credit what th' Almighty faith!
T' embrace the meffage of his Son,
And call the joys of heav'n our own :
7. Then, mould the earth's old pillars make,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our fteady fouls would fear no more
Than folid rocks when billows roar;
8 Our everlafting hopes a rife
Above the ruinable ikies,
Where the Eternal Builder reigns,
And his own courts his pow'r fuitains.
HYMN LXI. (CM.)
A thought of death aid glory.
1 "i\/TY *"011*' come meditate the day,
IVX And think how near it (lands,
When thou mull quit this houfe of clay,
And fty to unknown lands.
2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow gaping tomb;
This gloomy prifon waits for you,
Whene'er the fummons come.]
i$z HYMN LXir. [Book II.
3 O ! could we die with thofe that die,
And place us in their ftead ;
Then would our fpirits learn to fly,
And converfe with the dead :
4 Then fhould we fee the faints above,
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our fouls fhould love
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 [How we mould fcorn thefe clothes of flefb.,
Thefe fetters, and this load :
And long for ev'ning to undrefs,
That we may reft with God.]
6 We fhould almoft forfake our clay
Before the fummons come,
And pray, and with our fouls away
To their eternal home.
HYMN LXII. (CM.)
God the thwiderer.: or, the loft judgment and
hell *
1 qING to the Lord, ye heavenly hofls ;
O And thou, O earth, adore:
Let death and hell thro' ail their coafts
Stand trembling at his pow'r.
2 His founding chariot ihakes the iky;
He makes the clouds his throne;
There all his ftores of lightning lie,
Till vengeance darts them down.
3 His noftrils breathe out fi'ry ftreai
from his awful tongue,
A foy'reign voice divides the flames,
And thunder roars alon
^* Made in a great florm of thunder, (
so, 1697.
rH
Book II.] HYMN LXIIL LXIV. 153
4 Think, O my foul, the dreadful day,
When the incenfed God
Shall rend the iky, and burn the Tea,
And fling his wrath aoroad !
5 What mall the wretch, the finner, do?
He once defy'd the Lord :
But he mall dread the thund'rer now,
And fink beneath his word.
6 Tempefts of angry fire mall roll
To blaft the rebel-worm,
And beat upon his naked foul
In one eternal ftorm.
HYMN LXIIL (CM.)
A funeral thought.
■ARK! from the tombs a doleful found.
My ears attend the cry ;
Ye living men, come view the ground,
<{ Where you mull fhortly lie.
-2 '* Princes, this clay mnfr be your bed,
" In fpite of all your tow'rs";
" The tall, the wife, the rev'rend head?
" Muft lie as low as ours."
3 Great God ! is this our certain doom?
And are we itiil fecure !
Still walking downward to our tomb,
And yet prepare no more!
4 Grant us the pow'rs of quick'ning grace,
To fit our fouls to fly j
Then, when we drop this dying fiefh,
We'll rife above the fky.
HYMN LXIV. (L. M.)
God the giory and the defence of Si 01:.
I TTAPP Y the church, thou facred place,
ill The feat of thy Creator's grace;
Thy holy courts arc his abode :
Thou earthly palace of our God,
154 HYMN.LXV. [Book II.
i Thy walls are ftrength, and at thy gates
A guard of heav'nly warriors waits;
Nor mail thy deep foundations move,
Fix'ci on his counfels and his love.
3 Thy foes in vain defigus engage,
Againft his throne in vain they rage ;
Like riling waves with angry roar,
That dalh and die upon the more.
4 Then let our fouls in Zion dwell;
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell ;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.
5 God is our (hi eld, and God our fun;
Swift as the fleeting moments run,
On us he iheds new beams of grace,
And we reflect his brighteft praife.
HYMN LXV. (CM.)
The hopes of heaven our fupport under trials
on earth,
I TTTHEN I can read my title clear
W To manfions in the fkies,
I bid farewei to ev'ry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2. Should earth againft my foul engage,
And helliih darts be hurl'd,
Then I can fmile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And ftorms of forrow fall ;
May I but fafcly reach my hope,
My God, my heav'n, my all :
4 There mall I bathe my weary foul
In feas of heav'nly reft,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Acrofs my peaceful brcaft,
Book II.] H Y M N LXVL LXVII. 155
HYMN LXVI. (CM.)
A profped; of heaven makes death eafy,
1 ^ip HE RE is a land of pure delight,
X Where faints immortal reign :
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleafures banifh pain.
2 There everlafting fpring abides,
And never-with'ring fiow'rs :
Death, like a narrow lea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours.
3 [Sweet fields beyond the fwelling flood,
Stand drefs'd in living green :
So to the Jews.old Canaan flood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
4 But tim'rous mortals ft art and ihrink,
To crofs this narrow fea ;
And linger, fhiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away ]
5 O! Could we make our doubts remove,
Thofe gloomy doubts that rife,
And fee the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes!
6 Could we but climb where Mofes flood,
And view the landfkip o'er,
Not Jordan's ftreams, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the more.
HYMN LXVII. (CM.)
GodV eternal dominion.
GREAT God ! how infinite art thou
What worthlefs worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praife to thee.
E.4.
15<5 HYMN LXVlII. [Book II.
2. Thy throne eternal ages flood,
Ere feas or ftars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
3 Nature and time quite naked lie
To thine immenfe furvey,
From the formation of the fky,
To the great burning-day.
4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands prefent in thy view:
To thee there's nothing old appears ;
Great God ! there's nothing new.
5 Our lives thro' various fcenes are drawn,
And vex'd with trifling cares,
While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine unciifturb'd affairs.
(* Great God ! how infinite art thou!
What worthlefs worms are we?
Let the whole race of creatures bow.
And pay their praife to thee.
HYMN LXVIII. (CM.)
The humble woiftip of heaven.
1 T7ATHER, I long, I faint to fee
J? The place of thine abode:
I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee
Up to thy feat, my God !
2 Here I behold thy dirtant face,
And 'tis a pleafmg fight;
But to abide in thine embrace,
Is infinite delight.
3 I'd part with all'the joys of fenfe,
To gaze upon thy throne ;
Pleature fprings frelh for ever thence,
Unfpeakable, unknown.
Book II.] HYMN LXIX. 157
4 [There all the heav'nly hofts are feen,
In mining ranks they move,
And drink immortal vigour in
With wonder, and with love.
5 Then at thy feet with awful fear
Th7 adoring armies fall;
With joy they fhrink to nothing there,,
Before th' eternal All.
6 There I would vie with all the hoft
In duty and in blifs ;
While lefs than nothing I could boaft,
And vanity * confefs.]
7 The more thy glories ftrike mine eye^,
The humbler i ihall lie;
Thus while I fmk, my joys (hall rife
Unmeafurably high.
HYMN LXIX, (CM.)
The faithfulness of God in the promifes,
1 [T> E G I N, my tongue, fome heav'nly
JlJ theme,
And fpeak fome boundlefs thing,
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.
2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulnefs,
And found his pow'r abroad;
Sing the fweet promife of his grace,
And the performing God.
3 Proclaim, " Salvation from the Lords,
" For wretched dying men;"
His hand has writ the facred word
With an immortal pen.
4 Engrav'd as in eternal brafs
The mighty promife mines ;
Nor can the po*v'rs of darknefs raz*
Thole everlalting lines.]
* Ifaiah ii. 17.
i58 ' HYMN LXX. [Book II.
5 [He that can dam whole worlds to death,
And make them when he pleafe ;
He fpeaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.
6 His very word of grace is ltrong,
As that which built the fkies ;
The voice that rolls the liars along,
Speaks all the promifes.
7 He faid, " Let the wide heav'n be fpread,"
And heav'n was ftretch'd abroad :
<l Abra'm. iTl be thy God," he faid,
And he was Abra'm's God.
8 O, might I hear thy heavVly tongue
But whifper, " Thou arc mine!"
Thofe gentle words mould raife my fong
To notes almoit divine.
<§ How would my leaping heart rejoice,
And think my heav'n fecure!
I truft the ail-creating voice,
And faith delires no more.]
K Y M N LXX. (L. M.)
God'j dominion over the fea, Pfalm cvit. 23, &o
1 f*i OD of the feas, thy tbund'ring voice
\JX Makes all the roaring waves rejoice J
And one foft word of thy command
Can link them filent in the fand.
2 If but a Mofes wave thy rod,
The fea divides, and owns 1 1 3 God ;
The ftormy floods their Maker knew,
And let his chofen armies thro'.
3 The fcaly fiocks amidft the fea,
To thee, their Lord, a tribute pay;
The foeaneft fiih that fwims the flood,
Leaps up, and means a praife to God.
iBookll.] HYMN LXXI. 159
$. [The larger mongers of the deep,
On thy commands attendance keep;
By thy permimon, fport and play,
And cleave along their foaming way.
5 If God his voice of tempeft rears,
Leviathan lies ftill, and fears ;
Anon he lifts his noftrils high,
And fpouts the ocean to the Iky.]
6 How is thy glorious pow'r ador'd,
Amidft thefe wat'ry nations, Lord!
Yet the bold men that trace the feas,
Bold men ! refufe their Maker's praiie,.
7 [What fcenes of miracles they fee,
And never tune a fong to thee !
While on the flood they fafely ride,
They curfe the hand that fmooths the tide,
8 Anon they plunge in wat'ry graves,
And fome drink death among the waves :
Yet the furviving crew blafpheme,
Nor own the God that refcu'd them.]
9 O, for iome fignal of thine hand !
vShake ail the feas., Lord, make the land:
Great judge, defcend, left men deny
That there's a God that rules the iky.
From the Ixxth to the cviiith Hymn. I hope the
reader wilt forgive the negleB of rhyme in the firft
ana third lines of the jlanza.
HYMN LXXI. (CM.)
Praij'e to God from all creatures.
1 npHS glories of my Maker, God,
J_ My joyful voice mall fing,
And call the nations to adore
Their Former and their King.
E5
160 HYMN LXXIL [Book IT.
% 'Twas his right-hand that nSap'd our clay,
And wrought this human frame ;
But from his own immediate breath
Our nobler fpirits came.
3 We bring our mortal pow'rs to God,
And worfhip with our tongues ;
We claim Tome kindred with the ikies,
And join'th' angelic fon^s.
4 Let grovTmg b cafes of ev'ry ihape,
And fowls of ev'ry wing,
And rocks, and trees, and iires, and fea?,
Their various tribute bring.
5 Ye planets, to his honour lhine,
And wheels of nature roll:
Praife him in -your unwearied courfe
Around the lteady pole.
6 The brightness of our Maker's name
The wide creation rills,
And his unbounded grandeur files
Beyond the heav'nly hills.
HYMN LXXII. (CM.)
The LordV day: or, the refurre&ioh of Chrifr.
LESS'D morning, whofe young dawn-
\B
Beheld our riling God ; [ing rays
That faw him triumph o'er the duft,
And leave his laft abode!
In the cold prifon of a tomb
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving fkies had brought
The third, th' appointed day.
Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our God, in vain ;
The lleeping conqueror arofe,
And burft their feeble chain,
Book. II.] HYMN LXXIII. LXXIV. i6x
4 To thy great name, almighty Lord,'
Thefe facred hours we pay,
And loud Hofannas mall proclaim
The triumph of the day.
5 [Salvation and immortal praife
To our victorious King ;
Let heav'a, and earth, and rocks, and feas,
With glad Hofannas ring.]
HYMN LXXIII. (CM.)
Doubts fcattered: or, fpiritual joy reftored,
I tjENCE from my foul, fad thoughts be
J7i And leave me to my joys ; [gone,
My tongue mall triumph in my God,
And make a joyful noife.
£ Darknefs and doubts had veil'd my mind,
And drown'd my head in tears,
Till fov'reign grace with mining rays
Difpell'd my gloomy fears.
3 O, what immortal joys I felt,
And raptures all divine,
When Jefus told me, I was his,
And my Beloved,, mine !
4 In vain the tempter frights my foul,
And breaks my peace in vain ;
One glimpfe, dear Saviour, of thy face
Revives my joys again.
HYMN LXXIV. (S. M.)
Repentance from a fenfe of divine goodnefs : or,
complaint of ingratitude.'
'S this the kind return,
And thefe the thanks we owe?
Thus to abufe eternal love,
Whence all our blefiines flow!
I
i6r.. HYMN LXXV. [Book II.
z To what a ftubborn frame
Hath:fin reduc'd our mind!
What -ftrange rebellious wretches we,
And God as ftrangely kind!
3 [On us he bids the fun
Shed his reviving rays;
For us the fkies their circles run
To lengthen out our days.
4 The brutes obey their God,
And bow their necks to men;
But we more bafe, more brutiih things,
Reject his eafy reign.]
5 Turn, turn us, mighty God!
And mould our fouls afrefh ;
. Break, fov'reign grace, thefe hearts of ftone.a
And give us hearts of flefh.
6 Let part ingratitude
Provoke our weeping eyes,
And hourly, as new mercies fall,
, Let hourly thanks arife.
HYMN LXXV. (C. MA V
Spiritual and eternal fly : ci\ th$ &f$jfy\fi&%
of 6hrrtt?r "
I TjrROM thee, my God, my joys ihall rife,
JL And run eternal rounds,
Beyond the limits of the Ikies,
And all created bounds.
2. The holy triumphs of my foul
Shall rieath itfelf out-brave j
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
3 There, where my bieffed Jefus reigns
In heav'n's unmeafur'd fpace,
I'll l'pend a long eternity
In pleafure and in praife.
Book II.] HYMN LXXVI. 165
4 Millions of years my wond'ring eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endlefs ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.
5 [Sweet Jefus ! ev'ry fmile of thine
Shall freih endearments bring ;
And thbufand taftes of new delight
From all thy graces fpring.
6 Hafte, my Beloved, fetch my foul
Up to thy blefs'd abode ;
Fly, for my Spirit longs to fee /
My Saviour and my God.
HYMN LXXVI. (CM.)
The refurre&ion and qfcenfuffl of Chrift.
1 tt OS ANNA to the Prince of Light,
il That cloth'd himfelf in clay;
Enter' d the iron gates of death,
And tore the bars away.
2 Death is no more the king of dread,
Since our Immanuel rofe;
•' \He took the tyrant's fting away,
And fpoil'd.our hellifh foes.
3 See how the Conqu'ror mounts aloft,
And to his Father' flies,
With fears of honour in his fieih,
And triumph in his eyes.
4 There our exalted Saviour feign.?,
And fcatters blefOngs down;
Our Jefus fills the middle feat
Of the celeflial throne.
5 [Raife your devotion, mortal tongi;;
To reach his blefs'd abode ;
Sweet be the accents of your (oxlgs
To our incarnate God.
j 64 HYMN LXXVII. LXXVIII. [Book II,
6 Bright angels, flrike your loudeft firings,
Your fweeteil voices raife ;
Let heav'n and all created things,
Sound our Immanuel's praife.]
HYMN LXXVII. (L. M.)
The Chrifiian warfare.
I [ QTA N D up, my foul, ihake off'tny fears,
LJ And gird the gofpel armour on;
March to the gates of endlefs joy,
Where thy great Captain-Saviour's gone,
1 Hell and thy fins refill thy courfe,
But hell and fin are vanquim'd foes;
Thy Jefus nail'd them to the crofs,
And fung the triumph when he rofe.]
3 [What tho' the prince of darknefs rage,
And wafte the fury of his fpite ;
Eternal chains confine him down
To fi'ry deeps, and endlefs night.
4 What tho' thine inward lulls rebel;
'Tis but a llruggling gafp for life ;
The weapons of victorious grace
Shall flay thy fins, and end the flrife.]
5 Then let my foul march boldly on,
Prefs forward to the heav'nly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conqu'rors wait.
6 There ihall I wear a Harry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace ;
While ail the armies of the fkies
Join in my glorious Leader's praife.
H Y M N LXXVIII. (C. M.)
Redemption by Chrift.
WHEN the firft parents of our race
RebelTd and loll their God,
And the infection of their fin
Had tainted all sur blood 1
Book II.] HYMN LXXIX. i6:
2 Infinite pity touch'd the heart
Of the eternal Son ;
Defcending from the heav'nly court,
He left his Father's thrcne.
3 Afide the Prince of Glory threw
His moft divine array,
And wrapp'd his Godhead in a veil
Of our inferior clay.
4 His living pow'r, and dying love,
Redeemed unhappy men,
And rais'd the ruins of our race
To life and God again.
5 To thee, dear Lord, our flefh and foul
We joyfully refign ;
Blefs'd Jefus, take us for thy own,
For we are doubly thine.
6 Thy honour mail for ever be
The bufinefs of our days.
For ever mall our thankful tongues
Speak thy deferved praife.
HYMN LXXIX. (CM.)
Praife to the Redeemer.
i TjLUNG'D in a gulph of dark defpair
X We wretched iinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or fpark of glimm'ring day.
2, With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helplefs grief;
He faw, and (O amazing love !)
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the fhining feats above
With joyful hafte he fled,
Enter'd the grave in mortal flefb,
And dwelt anions: the dead.
l66 HYMN LXXX. [Book II.
4 Ke fpoii'd the pow'rs of darknefs thus,
And brake our iron chains :
Jefus iias fVeed our captive fouls
From everlafting pains.
5" [In vain the baffled prince of hell
His curfed projects tries ;
We that were doom'd his endlefs flaves,
Are rais'd above the fkies.]
6 O ! for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lafting filence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praifes fpeak.
7 [Yes, we will praife thee, dearefi: Lord
Our fouls are all on flame ;
Hofanna round the fpacious earth
To thine adored name.]
8 Angels! afiift our mighty joys,
Strike all yow^barps of gold ;
But when you raife your higheft notes,
His love can ne'er be told.
HYMN LXXX. (S. M.)
GodV awful power and goodnefs.
I /^\H! the almighty Lord!
V^/ How matchlefs is his pow'r!
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word,
"While all the heav'ns adore.
2. Let proud imperious kings
Bow low before his throne!
Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things,
Or he mall tread you down.
3 Above :he fkies he reigns,
And with amazing blows
He deals unfufferable pains
On his rebellious foes.
[Book II. HYMN XXXf. 167
4 Yet, everlafting God! .
We love to fpeak thy praife ;
Thy fceptre's equal to thy rod,
The fceptre of thy grace.
5 The arms of mighty love
Defend our Sion well,
And heav'nly mercy walls us round
From Babylon and Hell.
6 Salvation to the King
That fits enthron'd above :
Thus we adore the God of might,
And blefs the God of love.
HYMN LXXXI. (CM.)
Our fin the caufe of Chrift\r death.
I AND now the fcales have left mine eyes,
<£*■ Now I begin to fe«*:
O, the curs'd deeds my fins have done?
What murd'rous things they be!
2, Were thefe the traitors, deareit Lord,
That thy fair body tore ?
Monfters, that ftain'd thofe heav'nly limbs
With floods of purple gore !
3 Was it for crimes that I had done
My deareft Lord was flain,
When juftice feiz'd God's only Son,
And put his foul to pain?
4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace :
Fll wound my God no more :
Hence from my heart, ye fins be gone,
For jefus I adore.
5 Furniih me, Lord, with heav'nly arms.,
From grace's magazine,
. And I'll proclaim eternal war
With ev'ry darling fin.
i58 HYMN LXXXII. LXXXIII. [Book II,
HYMN LXXXII. (CM.)
Redemption and prote&ion from fpiritual enemies
i a RISE, my foul, my joyful pow'rs,
j£\ And triumph in my God ;
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad*
2 He rais'd me from the deeps of fin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fix'd my ftanding more fecure
Than 'twas before I fell.
3 The arms of everlafting love
Beneath my foul he plac'd,
And on the rock of ages fet
My ilipp'ry footfteps fair.
4 The city of my blefs'd abode
Is wall'd around with grace;
Salvation for a bulwark ftands
To ihield the facred place.
5 Satan may vent his iharpeft fpite,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging pow'r.
') Arife, my foul, awake, my voice,
And tunes of pieafure fing;
Loud hallelujahs mail addrefs
My Saviour and ray Ki
H Y M N LXXXIII. (C. M.)
Ih2 paffion and exaltation of Chrift.
rPHUS faith the ruler of the ikies,
JL " Awake, my dreadful f word;
" Awake, my wrath, and finite the
" My fellow/' faith the Lord.
Vcng'ance receiv'd the dread comix
And armed, down he flies;
Jefus fubmits t' his Father's hand.
And bows his head, and dies.
DoklL] HYMN LXXXIV. 16$
3 But O! the wifdom and the grace
That join with veng'ance now;
He dies to faveour guilty race,
And yet he rifes too.
4 A perfon fo divine was he,
Who yielded to be flain,
That he could give his foul away,
And take his life again.
5 Live, glorious Lord ! and reign on high ;
Let ev'ry nation fing,
And angels found with endlefs joy
The Saviour and the king.
H Y M N LXXXIV. (S. M.)
The fame.
1 /-*i OME, ail harmonious tongues,
V> Your nobleft mulic bring,
'Tis Chrift the everlafting God,
And Chrift the man, we ling.
2 Tell how he took our fleih,
To take away our guilt:
Sing the dear drops of facred blooa
That b-glliih moniters fpilt.
3 [Alas I the cr-uel fpear
Went deep into his fide,
And the rich flood of purple gore
Their mfifd'rous weapons dy'd.]
4 [The waves of fwelling grief
Did o'er his bofom roll,
And mountains of almighty wrath
Lay heavy on his foul.]
; Down to the fhades of death
He bow'd his awful head ;
Yet he arofe to live and reign
When death itfelf is dead.
170 HYMN LXXXV. [Book II.
6 No more the bloody fpear,
The crofs and nails no more;
For hell itfelf lliakes at his name,
And all the heav'ns adore,
7 There the Redeemer fits
High on the Father's throne;
The Father lays his veng'ance by,
And fmiles upon his Son.
8 There his full glories lhine
With uncreated rays,
And blefs his faints and angels eyes
To everlarting days.
HYMN LXXXV. (C. M.)
Sufficiency of pardon.
1 TI7HY does your face, ye humble fouls,
V / Thofe mournful colours wear!
What doubts are thefe that wafte your faith,
And nourifh your defpair?
2 What tho' your num'rous fins exceed
The ftars that fill the ikies,
And aiming at th' eternal throne,
Like pointed mountains rife :
3 What tho7 your mighty guilt beyond
The wide creation fwell.
And has its curs'd foundations laid
Low as the deeps of hell:
4 See here an endiefs ocean flows
Of never-failing grace;
Behold a dying Saviour's veins
The facred flood increafe :
5 It rifes high, and drowns the hills.
Has neither more nor bound :
Now, if we fearch to find our fins,
Our fins can ne'er be found.
Jook II.] HYMN LXXXVI. LXXXVII. 171
1 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace
That buries ali our faults,
Jind pard'ning blood, that fwells above
Our follies, and our thoughts.
HYMN LXXXVI. (C. M.)
Freedom from fin and mifery in heaven.
OUR fins, alas ! how ftrong they be !
And like a violent fea,
They break our duty. Lord, to thee,
And hurry us away.
The waves of trouble, how they rife I
How loud the tempefts roar !
But death fhall land our weary fouls
Safe on the heav'nly lhore.
There, to fulfil his fweet commands
Our fpeedy feet mall move ;
No fin fhall clog our winged zeal,
Or cool our burning love.
4 There fhall we fit, and fing, and tell
The wonders of his grace,
'Till heav'nly raptures fire- our hearts,
And fmile in ev'ry face.
5 For ever his dear facred name
Shall dwell upon our tongue,
And Jefus and Salvation be
The clofe of ev'ry fong.
HYMN LXXXVII. (C. M.)
The divine glories above our reafon.
HO W wondrous great, how glorious
Muft our Creator be, [bright
Who dwells amidft the dazzling light
Of yaft infinity!
Jjz HYMN LXXXVIIL [Book H,
a Our foaring fpirits upwards rife
T'ward the celellial throne :
Fain would we fee the bleffed Three,
And the almighty One.
3 Our reafon ftretcnes ali its wings,
And climbs above the fk;
But frill how far beneath thy feet
Our grov'ling reafon lies !
4 [Lord ! here we bend our humble fouls>
And awfully adore;
For the weak, pinions of our mind
Can ftretch a thou ht no more.]
5 Thy glories infinitely rife
Above our lab'ring tongue;
In vain the higheft feraph tries
To form an equal long.
6 [In humble n >tes our faith adores
The great rnyfrerious King,
While angels ftrain their nobler prow'rs,
And fweep th' immortal firing.]
HYMN LXXXVIII. (CM.)
Salvation.
I SALVATION! O, the joyful found:
O 'Tis pleafure to our ears;
A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.
z BuryM in forrow and in fin,
At hell's dark, door we lay;
But we arife by grace divine
To fee a heav'nly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The fpacious earth around,
While ail the armies of the fky
Confpire to raife the found.
Book II.] HYMN LXXXIX. XC 17.
HYMN LXXXIX. (CM.)
ChriftV viftory over Satan.
1 TTOSANNA to our conqu'ring King!
ii The prince of darknefs flies,
His troops rufh headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the flries.
a There bound in chains, the lions roar,
And fright the refcu'd iheep ;
But heavy bars confine their pow'r
And malice to the deep.
3 Hofanna to our conqu'ring King!
All hail, incarnate love!
Ten thoufand fongs and glories wait
To crown thy head above.
4 Thy vict'ries and thy deathlefs fame
Thro' the wide world fhall run,
And. ever-lafting ages fing
The triumphs thou haft won.
HYMN XC. (CM.)
Faith in Chrift for pardon and fanQification*
a T TOW fad our ftate by nature is!
il Our fin how deep it (tains !
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fall in his flaviih chains.
1 But there's a voice of fov'reign grace
Sounds from the facred word ;
" Ho! ye defpairing finners, come,
" And rruft upon the Lord."
3 My foul obeys th' almighty call,
And nms to this relief;
I would believe thy promlfe, Lord|
O ! help my unbelief.
i74 HYMN XCI. [Book IT
4 [To the dear fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God ! 1 fly !
Here let me wafh my fpotted foul
From crimes of deepeft dye.
5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King,
My reigning fins fubdue ;
Drive the old dragon from his feat,
With alt his heilith crew.]
6 A guilty, weak, and helplefs worm,
On thy kind arms I fail :
Be thou my ftrength and righteoufnefs,
Myjefus, and my all.
oH
HYMN XCI. (CM.)
The glory of Chrift in heaven.
, the delights, the heav'nly joys,
The glories of the place,
Where Jefus .beds the brighteft beams
Of his o'erflowing grace !
% Sweet majefty and awful love
Sit fmiling on his brow,
And all the glorious ranks above
At humble ditfance bow.
3 [Princes to his imperial name
Bend their bright fceptres down :
Dominions, thrones, and pow'rs rejoice
To fee him wear the crown.
4 Archangels found his lofty praife.
Thro' ev'ry heav'nly ftreet,
And lay their higheft honours down
Submimve at his feet.
5 Thofe foft, thofe blefled feet of his
That once rude iron tore,
High on a throne of light they Hand,
Anrl all the faints adore.
Book II. j HYMN CXII. i;>
6 His head, the dear raajeftic head
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories ihine,
And circle it around !]
7 This is the man, th7 exalted man
Whom we uuleen adore ;
But when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts mall love him more.
8 [Lord, how our fouls are all on fire
To fee thy blelVd abode;
Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praife
To our incarnate God !
9 And while our faith enjoys this fight,
We long to leave our clay;
And wifh thy fi'ry chariots, Lord,
To fetch our fouls away.]
HYMN XCII. (CM.)
The chirchfaved, and her enemies difappointed.
Cmpofed the $th of November, 1694.
I QHQTJT to the Lord, and let our joys
O Thro* the whole nation run ;
Ye Britith Ikies, refouud the noife
Beyond the riling fun.
S Thee, mighty God ! our fouls admire ;
Thee our glad voices fing ;
And join with the celeftial choir
To praife the eternal King.
3 Thy po.w'r the whole creation rules,
And on the ft any Ikies
Sits iraiiing at the weak, defigns
Thine envious foes devife.
4 Thy fcorn derides their feeble rage,
And with an awful frown
Flings raft confuiion on their plots,
And ikakes their Babel down.
i 76 HYMN XCIII. [Book II.
5 [Their fecret fires in caverns lay
And wc the facrifice:
But gloomy caverns {trove in vain
To 'fcape all-fearching eyes.
6 Their dark, defigns were all reveal'd,
Their treafons all betray'd r
Praife to the Lord, that broke thefoarc
Their curfed hands had laid.]
7 In vain the br.fy ions of hel{
Still new rebellions try,
Their fouls mall pine with envious rage.,
And vex away, and die.
8 Almighty grace defends our land
From their malicious pow'r:
Let Britain with united fongs
Almighty grace adore.
HYMN XCIII. (5.M.)
God all, and in all, Pfaim Ixxiii. 25*
i "|\/fY God, my life, my love;
IVi To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2 [Thy mining grace can cheer
This dungeo.n where I dwell ;
'Tis Paradife when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis hell.]
3 [The fmilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
;Tis heaven to reft in thine embrace,
And no where eUc but there.]
4 [To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their hlifs ;
They fit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jefus is.]
Book II.] HYMN XCIV. 177
5 [Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
If God his refidence remove,
Or but conceal his face.]
6 Nor earth, nor all the Iky,
Can one delight afford ;
No, not a drop of real, joy,
"Without thy prefence, Lord.
7 Thou art the lea of love,
Where all my pleafures roll:
Th^ circle where my patiions move,
And centre of my foul.
S [To thee my fpirits fly
With infinite defire :
And yet, how far from thee I lie !
Dearjefus, raife me higher.]
HYMN XCIV. (C. M.)
God my only happinefs, Pfahn Ixxiii. 25,
1 A/fY" God, my portion, and my love,
lVX My everlafting all,
J've none but thee in heav'n above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2 [What empty things are all the ikies,
And this inferior clod !
There's nothing here deferves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.]
3 [In vain the bright, the burning fun
Scatters his feeble light:
'Tis thy fvveet beams create my noon;
If thou withdraw, 'tis night.
4 And whilft upon my refilefs bed,
Amougft the ihades I roll,
If my Redeemer ihews his head,
'Tis morning with my foul.]
i;3 HYMN XCV. [Book!
5 To thee we owe our wealth and friends,
And health, and fafe abode:
Thanks to thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God.
6 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth,
If once compar'd to thee ?
Or what's my i'afety or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
7 Were I potieiTor of the earth,
And cali'd the ftars my own ;
Without thy graces, and thyfelf,
I were a wretch undone. .
8 Let others ltretch their arms like fea?,
And grafp in all the more :
Grant me the vifits of thy face.
And I defire no more.
HYMN XCV. (CM.)
Look on bin whom they pierced, and m
i TN FINITE grief! amazing woe !
A Behold my bleeding Lord !
Hell and the Jews confpire his death,
And us'd the Roman fword.
a O, the rtiafp pangs of fmarting pain,
My dear Redeemer bore !
When knotty whips and jagged thorns
His f acred body tore!
3 But knotty whips and jagged thorns
In vain do I accufet
! In vain I blame the Roman bands,
And the more fpiteful Jews:
4 'Twere you, my fins, my cruel fins.
His chief tormentors were;
Each of my crimes became a nail,
And unbelief the fpear.
Book II.] HYMN XCVL i7g
5 'Twere you that pull'd the veng'ance down
Upon his guiltlefs head;
Break, break, my heart ! O built mine eyes#
And let my forrows bleed.
6 Strike, mighty grace, my flinty foul,
Till melting waters flow,
And deep repentance drown mine eyes
In undiiTembled woe,
HYMN XCVI. (CM.)
Diftinguifhing love: or, angels puni/hed, and
men faved,
2 t\OWN headlong from their native fkieSj
X_J The rebel angels fell,
And thunder-bolts of flaming wrath
Purfu'd them deep to hell.
2 Down from the top of earthly blifs
Rebellious man was hurl'd ;
And Jefus ftoop'd beneath the grave" •
To reach a finking world.
3 O, love of infinite degree!
Unmeafurable grace !
Muft heavVs eternal darling die
To fave a trait'rous racer
4 Muft angels link for ever dowiij
And burn in quenchleis fire,
While God forfakes his mining tnrdrti
To raife us wretches higher r
5 O, for this love let earth and Ikies
With hallelujahs ring,
And the full choir of human tongues
All hallelujahs .fine.
jSo HYMN XCVIL XCVIII. [Book I
HYMN XCVIL (L. M.)
Tlie fame.
2 pROM heav'n the finning angels fell,
JP And wrath and darkneis chain'd. then
down ;
But man, vile man, forfook his biffs,
And mercy lifts him to a crown.
2 Amazing work of i'ov'reign grace,
That could diilinguim rebels fo!
Oar guilty treafons call'd aloud
For everlafting fetters too.
3 To thee, to thee, almighty Love,
Our fouls, ourfelves, our all we pay:
Millions of tongues mail found thy praife
On the bright hills of heav'nly day.
HYMN XCVIII. (CM.) •
Hardnefs cf heart complained of.
j •» rY heart, how dreadful hard it is!
JV1 How heavy here it lies !
Heavv and uold within my b.feaft,
Juft like a rock of ice !
2 Sin, like a raging tyrant fits
Upon this flinty throne,
And ev'ry grace lies bury'd deep
Beneath this heart of ftone,
3 How feldom do I rife to God,
Or tafle the joys above!
This mountain prefles down my faith,
Aim chills my flaming love.
4 When fmiling mercy courts my foul,
With all its heav'nly charms,
This ftubborn, this relentlefs thing,
Would thruit it from my arms.
Book II.] HYMN XCIX. 181
5 Againft the thunders of thy word
Rebellious I have flood ;
My heart, it fhakes not at the wrath
And terrors of a God.
6 Dear Saviour, fteep this rock of mine
In thine own crimfon lea !
None but a bath of blood divine
Can melt the flint away.
HYMN XCIX. (CM.)
The book of God's decrees.
1 4J ET the whole race of creatures lie
-Lj Abas'd r efore their God ;
Whate'er his fov'reign voice has fornvVl
He governs with a nod.
% [Ten thoufand ages ere the ikies
Were iuto motion brought,
AH the long years and worlds to coins
Stood pre feat to his thought.
3 There's noc a Sparrow or i. worm
Bin's found in his decrees ;
He raifes monarchs to their throne8
And finks them as he pleafe.]
4 If light attends the courfe I run,
*Tis he provides thofe rays ;
And 'tis his hand that hides my fun,
If darknefs cloud my days.
5 Yet I would not be much concenrd3
Nor vainly long to fee
The volumes of this deep decrees,
What months are writ for me.
6 When he reveals the book of "life,
Oj mzy I read ray name
Araoagft the chofen of his love.
The follow'rs of the Lamb I
F 2
i8z HYMN C. [Book II
HYMN C. (L. M.)
The prefcnce of Chrift w ffo /(/* 0/ my foul,
1 tt O W full of anguifli is the thought,
JnL How it diftracts and tears my heart,
If God at laft, my Ibv'reign judge,
Should frown, and bid my foul, " Depart
2. Lord, when I quit this earthly ftage,
Where mall I fly, but to thy breaft?
For I have fought no other home ;
For I have learn'd no other reft.
3 I cannot live contented here
Without fome glimpfes of thy face ;
And heav'n, without thy prefenoe there,
WTill be a dark and tirefome place.
4 When earthly cares engrofs the day.
And hold my thoughts afide from thee,
The mining hours of cheerful light
And long and tedious years to me.
5 And if no ev'ning viiit's paid
Between my Saviour and my foul,
How dull the night ! how fad the lhadel
How mournfully the minutes roll !
6 This fleih of mine might learn as fooa
To live, yet part with all my blood ;
To breathe, when vital air is gone,
Or thrive and grow without my food.
7 [Chrift is my light, my life, my care,
My blefted hope, my heav'nly prize ;
Baarer than all my paflions are,
My limbs, my bowels, or my eyes.
8 The firings that twine about my heart,
Tortures and racks may tear them off;
But they can never, never part
VV'ith their dear hold of Chrift my love.]
Book II.] tfYMN CI. 185
$ [My God ! and can an humble child
That loves thee with a flame fo high,
Be ever from thy face exil'd
Without the pity of thine eye?
10 Impolfible!— For thine own hands
Have ty'd my heart fo faft to thee,
And in thy book the promife (lands,
That where thou art, thy friends mud be.]
HYMN CI. (C. M.)
The world's three chief temptations. .
1 TT7HEN in the light of faith divine,
VV We look on things below,
Honour, and gold, and fenfual joy,
How vain, and dang'rous too.
2 [Honour's a puff of noify breath ;
Yet men expofe their blood,
And venture everlafting death
To gain that airy good.
3 While others itarve the nobler mind,
And feed on mining dull,
They rob the ferpent of his food,.
T' indulge a fordid luft.j
4 The pleasures that allure our fenfe,
Are dang'rous mares to fouls !
There's but a drop of flattering fweet,
And dafh'd with bitter bowls*
5 God is my all-fufficient good,
My portion and my choice ;
In him my vaft defires are fill'd,
And all my pow'rs rejoice.
6 In vain the world accofts my ear,
And tempts my heart anew :
I cannot buy your blifs fo dear,
Nor part with heav'n for you,
1 84 HYMN CII. CIII. [Book II.
HYMN CII. (L. M.)
A happy refwre&ion,
i "\JO, I'll repine at death no more,
JlN But with a cheerful gafp refign
To the cold dungeon of the grave
Thefe dying, with'ring limbs of mine,
2 Let worms devour my wafting flefh,
And crumble all my bones to duft;
My God mail raife my frame anew
At the revival of the juft,
3 Break, facred morning, thro' the ikies,
Bring that delightful, dreadful day;
Cut lhort the hours, dear Lord, and comej
Thy ling'ring wheels how long they ftay !
4 [Our weary fpirits faint to fee
The light of thy returning face,
And hear the language of thofe lips,
Where God hath ftied his richeft grace.]
5 [Haite then upon the wings of love,
Koufe all the pious fleeping clay,
That we may join in heav'nly joys,
And ling the triumph of the day.]
HYMN CIII. (CM.)
ChrifV* commijfion, John iii. 16, 17.
I piOME, happy fouls, approach your God
V>* With now melodious long;
Come, tender to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.
1 So ftrange, fo boundlefs was the love
That pityM dying men,
The Father fent his equal Son
To give them life again.
3 Thy hands, dear Jefus, were not arm'd
With a revenging rod,
No hard commiifion to perform
The veng'ance of a God.
BookH.] HYMN CIV. 185
4 But all was mercy, all was mild,
• And wrath forfook the throne,
When Chrift on the kind errand came,
And brought falvation down.
5 Here, fmners, you may heal your wounds^
And wipe your forrows dry :
Truft in the mighty Saviour's nam?,
And you lhall never die.
5 See, deareft Lord, our willing fouls
Accept thine offer'd grace;
We blefs the great Redeemer's love.
And give the Father praife.
HYMN CIV. (S. M.)
The fame.
X T} A ISE your triumphant fonga
jLv To an immortal tune,
Let the wide earth refound the deeds
Celeftial grace has done,
a Sing how eternal love
Its chief Beloved chofe,
And bid him raife our wretched race
From their abyfs of woes.
3 His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow,
No bolts to drive our guilty fouls
To fiercer flames below.
4 'Twas mercy fili'd the throne,
And wrath flood filent by,
When Chrift was lent with pardons down,
To rebels doom'd to die.
5 Now, fmners, dry your tears, 1
Let hopelefs forrow ceafe ;
Sow to the fceptre of his love,
And take the offer'd peace.
186 HYMN CV. CVI. Book IU
0 Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay an humble claim
To the falvation thou haft brought,
And love and praife thy name.
HYMN CV. (CM.)
Repentance flowing from the patience of God.
% A ND are we wretches yet alive;
ix. And do we yet rebel?
'Tis boundlefs, 'tis amazing love,
That bears us up from hell !
1 The burden of our weighty guilt
Would link us down to flames,
And threatening veng'ance rolls above,
To crufh our feeble frames.
3 Almighty goodnefs cries, "Forbear;7'
And ftrait the thunder flays:
And dare we now provoke his wrath,
And weary out his grace?
4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love,
Too long indulg'd our fin:
Our aching hearts e'en bleed to fee
What rebels we have been.
5 No more, ye lufts, mall ye command;
No more will we obey:
Stretch out, O God, thy conqu'ring hand,
And drive thy foes away.
HYMN CVL (CM.)
Repentance at the crofs.
I f\H, if my foul were form'd for woe,
V_/ How would I vent my fighs !
Repentance ftiould like rivers flow
From both my ftreaming eyes.
2, 'Twas for my fins, my deareft Lord
Hung on the curfed tree,
And groan'd away a dying life,
For thee, my foul, for thee.
Book II.] HYMN cVlt 187
3 O, how I hate thofe lulls of mine
That crucify'd my God ;
Thofe fins that piere'd and nail'd his flefh.
Fall to the fatal wood !
4 Yes, ray Redeemer, they fhall die,
My heart hath fo decreed ;
Nor will I fpare the guilty things
That made my Saviour bleed.
5 Whilfl with a melting broken heart
My murder'd Lord I view,
I'll raife revenge againfl my fms,
And flay the murd'rers too.
HYMN CVII. (CM.)
The everlafiing abfence of God intolerable
1 HPH AT awful day will furely come,
A Th' appointed hour makes hafte..
When I mull Hand before my judge,
And pafs the folemn telh
2. Thou lovely chief of all my joys,
Thou fov'reign of my heart,
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the found, " Depart?'*
3 [The thunder of that difmal word,
Would fo torment my ear,
'Twould tear my foul afunder, Lord,
With moll tormenting fear.j
4 [What, to be baniih'd for my life,
And yet forbid to die !
To linger in eternal pain,
Yet death for ever fly!]
5 O ! wretched flats of deep defpair.
To fee my God remove,
And Sx my dojefui ilation where
I mnil not-tafte his love.
F z
188 HYMN CVIIL [Book II.
6 Jefus! I ihrow my arras around,
And hang upon thy breaft;
Without a gracious fmile from thee
My fpirit cannot reft.
*] O ! tell me that my worthlefs name
Is graven on thy hands ;
Shew me fome promife in thy book,
Where my falvation ftands !
8 [Give me one'kind alluring word,
To fmk my fears again ;
And cheerfully my foul mall wait
Her threefcore years and ten.
KYMN CVIIL (CM.)
Accefs to the throne of grace by a Mediator.
3 pOME, let us lift our joyful eyes
V^ Up to the courts above,
And fmile to fee our Father there
Upon a throne of love.
£ Once 'twas a' feat of dreadful wrath,
And lhot devouring flame :
Our God appear' d confuming fire,
And veng'ance was his name.
3 Rich were the drops of Jefus' blood,
That calm'd his frowning face.
That fprinkled o'er the burning throne,
And turn'd the wrath to grace.
4 Now we may bow before his feet
And venture near the Lord ;
No fi'ry cherub guards his feat,
Nor double-flaming fword.
t; The peaceful gates of heav'nlj blifs
Are open'd by the Son ;
High let us raife our notes of praiie,.
And reach th' almighty throne.
Book II.] HYMN CIX. CX. x8*
6 To thee teH thoufand thanks we bring,
Great Advocate on high ;
And glory to th' eternal King
That lays his fury by.
HYMN CIX. (L. M.)
The darknefs of providence.
I t ORD, we adore thy vaft defigns,
Li Th' obfcure abyfs of providence,
Too deep to found with mortal lines,
Too dark to view with feeble fenfe.
2. Now thou array'ft thine awful face
In angry frowns, without a fmile :
We, thro' the cloud, believe thy grace.
Secure of thy companion ftill.
3 Thro' feas and ftorms of deep diftrefs,
We fail by faith, and not by fight;
Faith guides us in the wildernefs,
Thro' all the briars, and the night.
4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod
Refolve to fccurge us here below.
Still we mull lean upon our God,
Thine arm mall bear us fafely thro'*
HYMN CX. (S. M.)
Triumph over death in hope of the rejurreclioiu
1 a ND moft this body die?
.l\. This mortal frame decay?
And muft thefe aftiye limbs of mine
Lie mouid'ring in the clay?
2 Corruption, earth, and worms,
Shall but refine this fiefh,
Till my triumphant fpirit comes
To put it on afrem.
3 God my Redeemer lives
And often from the fkies
Looks down, and watches all my dufra
Till he fliall bid it rife.
too HYMN CXI. [Book II.
4 Array'd in glorious grace
Shall thefe vile bodies fnine, x
And ev'ry fhape, and ev'ry face
Look, heav'nly and divine.
5 Thefe lively hopes we owe
To Jefus' dying love :
We would adore his grace below,
And ling his pow'r above.
f> Dear Lord, accept the praife
Of thefe our humble fongs,
Till tunes of nobler found we raife
With our immortal tongues.
HYMN CXI. (CM.)
Thank/giving for viftjry : or, God's dominion,
and cur deliverance.
i *jION rejoice, and Judah fmg,
3u The Lord ailumes his throne ;
Let Britain own the heav'nly King,
And make his glories known.
2 The great, the wicked, and the proud,
From their high feats are hurlM j
Jehovah rides upon a cloud.
And thunders thro' the woi
3 He reigns upon th* eternal hills,
Distributes mortal crowns ;
Empires are fixM beneath his fmiles,
And totter at his frowns.
4 Navies, that rule the ocean wide,
Are vanquilh'd by his breath;
And legions arm'd with pow'r and pride
Defcend to wafcy death.
5 Let tyrants make no more pretence
To vex our happy land ;
Jehovah's name is our defence,
Our buckler is his hand.
Book II.] HYMN CXII. CXIII. 191
6 [Long may the king our fov'reign live
To rule us by his word ;
And all the honours he can give
Be offer'd to the Lord.]
HYMN CXII. (L. M.)
Angels miniftring to Chrilt and faints.
1 pREAT God! to what a glorious height
VJT Haft thou advanced the Lord thy Son!
Angels, in all their robes of light,
Are made the fervants of his throne.
2 Before his feet thine armies wait,
And fwift as flames of tire they move,
To manage his affairs of ftate,
In works of veng'ance, and of love.
3 His orders run thro' all the hofts,
Legions defcend at his command,
To mield and guard the Britim coafts,
When foreign rage invades our land.
4 Now they are fent to guide our feet
Up to the gates of thine abode,
Thro' all the dangers that we meet
In travelling the heav'nly road.
5 Lord, when I leave this mortal ground,
And thou ihalt bid me rife and come;
Send a beloved angel down
Safe to conduct my fpirit home.
HYMN CXIII. (CM.)
The fame.
1 'THE majefty of Solomon,
A How glorious to behold S
The fervants waiting round his throne,
The iv'ry and the gold !
3 But, mighty God ! thy palace whines
With far fuperior beams ;
Thine angel-guards are' fwift as wjjjds,
Thv mimfters are flames,
F4
192 HYMN CXIV. [Book II.
3 [Soon ae thine only Son had made
His entrance on the earth,
A Aiming army downward fled
To celebrate his birth.
4 And when, opprefs'd with pains and fears,'
On the cold ground he lies,
Behold a heav'nlv form appears,
T' allay his agonies.]
5 Now to the hands of Chrift our king,
Are all their legions giv'n ;
They wait upon his faints, and bring
His chofen heirs to heav'n.
6 Pleafure and praife run thro' their hod,
To lee a (inner turn ;
Then Satan has a captive loll,
And Chrift a fubjecl born.
7 But there's an hour uf brighter joy,
When he his angels fends
Obliinate rebels to dcllroy,
And gather in his friends.
S O ! could I fay without a doubt,
There fliall my foul be found ;
Then let the great archangel fhout,
And the laft trumpet found.
HYMN CXIV. (CM.)
drift's death, vitiorj, and dominion,
l T Sing my Saviour's wondrous death;
J. He conquer' d when he fell;
14 'Tis rmifh'd," faid his dying breath,
And fliook the gates of hell.
1 " 'Tis finiihM," our Immanuel cries,
The dreadful work is done ;
Hence 'ihall his fov'reign throne a rife,
His kingdom is begum
Book II.] HYMN CXV. 193
3 His crofs a fure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When thro' the regions of the dead
He pafs'd to reach the crown.
4 Exalted at his Father's fide
Sits our victorious Lord ;
To heav'n and hell his hands divide ,.'•■
The yeng'ance or reward.
5 The faints from his propitious eye
Await their fev'ral crowns,
And all the fons of darknefs fly
The tenor of his frowns.
HYMN CXV. (CM.)
God the avenger of Ids j a hits: or, his kingd^r
fupreme.
I tt IGH as the heav'ns above the ground
JTl. Reigns the Creator, God ;
Wide as the whole creation's bound
Extends his awful rod.
z Let princes of exalted (late
To him afcribe their crown,
Render their homage at his feet,
And caft their glories down.
3 Know that his kingdom is fupreme,
Your lofty thoughts are vain ;
He calls you gods, that awful name:
But ye rauft die like men.
4 Then let the fov'reigns of the globe
Not dare to vex the jufl ;
He puts on veng'ance like a robe,
And treads the worms to duft,
5 Ye judges of the' earth, be wife,
And think of heav'n with fear;
The meaneft faint that you defpiVQ
B&S an avenge/ A\-v\
jt£4 HVMM CXVI. CXVIL [Soak II.
HYMN CXVI. (CM.)
Mercies and thanks.
1 Tr-j- OW can I link with luch a prop
XX As my eternal God,
Who bears the earth's huge pillars up,
And fpreads the heav'ns abroad?
% How can I die while Jefus lives,
Who rofe and left the^ead?
Pardon and grace my foul receives
From mine exalted head,
5 All that I am, and all I have
Shall be for ever thine :
Whatever my duty bids me give,
My cheerful hands relign,
4 Yet, if I might make fome referve,
And duty did not call,
i I love my God with zeal fo great
That I mould give him all.
H Y M N CXVII. (L. M.)
Living and dying with God prefent*
I T Cannot bear thine abfence, Lord ;
i. My life expires if thou depart:
J3e thou, my heart, flill near my God,
And thou, my God, be near my heart.
l I was not born for earth or fin,
Nor can I live on things fo vile:
Yet I will ftay my Father's time,
And hope and wait for heav'n awhile.
^ Then, dearefr Lori], in thine embrace
Let me re'ign my fleeting breath;
And, with a fmile i :uce
Fafs the important hour of 'death.
Book II.] HYMN CXVIII. CXIX. i$;
HYMN CXVIII. (L, M.)
The priefthood of Cbtift.
I T)LOOD has a voice to pierce the flues ;
jLJ Revenge, the blood of Abel cries:
But the dear ftream, when (Thrift was (lain,
Speaks peace as loud from ev'ry vein.
Z Pardon and peace from God on high:
Behold, he lays his veng'ance by, ;
And rebels that deferve his lword,
Become the favorites of the LorcK
3 To Jefus let our praifes rife,
Who gave his life a facrifice :
Now he appears before his God,
And, for our pardon pleads his blood,
HYMN CXIX. (C. M-.)
The holy fcriptures.
5 T ADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
I a I fly to thee, my Lord;
And not a glimpfe of hope appears,
But in thy written word.
2 The volume of my Fathers grace
Does all my grief alluage :
Here:. I behold my Saviour's face
Almoft in ev'ry page.
3 This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown ;
That merchant is divinely wife
Who makes that pearl his owiu
4 Here confecrated water flows
To quench my thirft of lia ;
Here the fair tree of knowledge :g£$&sa
Nor danger dwells therein*
?3
VjG HYMK CXX. [Book II,
5 This Is the judge that ends the flrife,
Where wit and reafon fail;
My guide to everlafting life
Thro' all this gloomy vale.
6 O! may thy counfels, mighty God!
My roving feet command ;
Nor I forfake the happy road,
That leads to thy right-hand.
HYMN CXX. (S. M.)
The law and go/pel joined in fcripture*'
i rT|"^HE Lord declares his will,
L And keeps the world in awe;
Amidft the fmoke on Sinai's hill
Breaks out his fi'ry law.
2 The Lord reveals his face,
And fmiling from above,
Sends down the £ofpel of his grace,
Th' epiftles of his love.
Thei'e lacred words impart
Our Maker's juft commands;
The pity of his melting heart,
And vengeance oi" his hands.
4 [Hence we awake our fear,
We draw our comfort hence;
The arms of grace are treaiur'd here.
And armour of defence.
5 We learn Chrift crucify'd,
And here behold his blood ;
All arts and knowledges behde
Will do us little good.]
6 We read the heav'nly word,
We take the offcr'd grace,
Obey the ftatutes of the Lord,
And truft his promUes.
Souk II.] HYMN CXXI. CXXII. iry;
7 In vain rtiall Satan rage
Agairtft a book divine,
Where wrath and lightning guard the page,
Where beams of mercy lhme.
HYMN CXXI. (L. M.)
TJw law and go/pel diftingniJhecL
J r~p HE law commands and makes us know
J- What duties to our God we owe ;
But 'tis the gofpel muft reveal
WThere lies our ftrength to do his will.
z The law difcovers guilt and fin,
And ihews how vile our hearts have been \
Only the gofpel can exprefs
Forgiving love and cleanfirig grace,
3 What curfes doth the law denounce
Againft the man that fails but once?
But in the gofpel Chrift appears,
Pard*riing the guilt of num'rous years -
4 My foul, no more attempt to draw
Thy life and comfort from the law!
Fly to the hope the gofpel gives:
1 The man that truits the promife lives
Retirement and Meditation.
T\ /f Y God, permit me not to he
JlVJL A ftranger to myfelf and thcs;
Amidfr a thoufand thoughts 1 rv/e,
Forgetful of my higheft love.
W?hy lhould my paffions mix with earth
And thus debate my heav'nlv
Why lhould I cleave to th
And let my God, my Savi
198 HYMN CXXIII. [Book IT.
3 Call me away from flerti and fenfe ;
One fov'reign word can draw me thence:
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys refign.
4 Be earth, with all her fcenes withdrawn;
Let noife and vanity be gone;
In fecret filence of the mind,
My heav'n, and there my God, I find.
HYMN CXXIII. (L. M.)
The benefit of public ordinances,
1 A WAY from every mortal care,
l\ Away from earth, Our fouls retreat;
We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worlhip near thy feat.
i Lord, in the temple of thy grace
We fee thy feet, and we adore ;
We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy pow'r.
3 While here our various wants we mourn,
United groans afcend on high ;
And prayer bears a quick return
Of bleflings in variety.
4 [If Satan rage and fin grows ftrong,
Here we receive fome cheering word ;
We gird the gofpel-armour on,
fight the battles of the Lord.
5 C i \i our fpirit faints and dies,
(Our confidence gall'd with inward flings)
: doth the righteous Sun arife
With healing beams beneath his wings. J
6 Father ! my foul would ftill abide
Within thy temple, near thy fide ;
But if my feet mull hence depart,
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.
Book II.] H Y M N CXXIV. CXXV. 109
HYMN CXXIV. (CM)
Mofes, Aaron, and Joihua.
1 "np I S not the law of ten commands,
i. On holy Sinai giv'n,
Or fent to men by Mofes' hands,
Can bring us fafe to heav'n.
2 'Tis not the blood which Aaron fpilt,
Nor (moke of fweetelt fmell,
Can buy a pardon for our guilt,
Or fave our fouls from hell.
3 Aaron the prieft refigns his breath
At God's immediate will;
And in the defert yields to death
Upon th' appointed hill.
4 And thus, on Jordan's yonder fide
The tribes of Ifr'el Hand,
While Mofes bow'd his head and dy'd
Short of the promis'd land.
5 Ifr'el rejoice, now Jofliua * leads,
He'll bring your tribes to reft ;
So far the Saviour's name exceeds
The ruler and the prieft.
HYMN CXXV. (L. M.)
Faith and repentance, unbelief and impeiiipence.
1 T IFE and immortal joys are giv'n
X-j To fouls that mourn the fins they're
done :
Children of wrath, made heirs of heav'n
By Faith in God's eternal Son. •
2 Wo to the wretch who never felt
The inward pangs of pious grief,
But adds to ail his crying guilt
The ftubborn fin of unbelief.
* jothua, the fame with Jefus, and fignifies
a Saviour.
i:,j K Y M N CXXVI. CXXVII. [Book II.
3 The law condemns the rebel dead,
Under the wrath of God he lies;
He feals the curfe on his own head,
And with a double veng'ance dies.
HYMN CXXVI. (CM.)
God glorified in the go/pel.
i fpHE Lord, defcending from above,
X Invites his children near;
While pow:'r, and truth, and boundlefs love,
Display their glories here.
z Here, in thy gofpel's wondrous frame,
Frcih wil'dom we purfue ;
A thoufand angels learn thy name,
Beyond whate'er they knew.
a Thy name is writ in faireft lines,
Thy wonders here we trace ;
Wifdom thro' all the myft'ry (nines,
And lliines in Jems' face.
4 The law its belt obedience owes
To our incarnate God !
And thy revenging juftice mows
Its honours in his blood.
5 But frill the luftre of thy grace
Our warmer thoughts employs,
Gilds the whole fcene with brighter rays,
And more exalts our joys.
HYMN CXXVII. (L. M.)
Circumcifion and baptifm.
(Written only for thole who praciife infant
baptifm.)
I nnHUS did the fons of Abra'm pafs
A. Under the bloody feal of grace;
The young difciples bore the yoke,
Till Chrift the painful bondage broke,
Book II.] HYMN CXXVIII. 2c$
a By milder ways doth Jefus prove
His Father's covenant, and iiis love !
He feals to faints his glorious grace,
And not forbids their infant-race.
3 Their feed is fprinkled with his blood;
Their children fet apart for God ;
His Spirit on their offspring lhed,
Like water pour'd upon the head.
4 Let ev'ry faint with cheerful voice
In this large covenant rejoice;
Young children in their early days
Shall give the God of Abra'm praife.
HYMN CXXVIII. (C. M.)
Corrupt nature from Adam.
i T>LESS'D with the joys of innocence
JO Adam our father flood,
Till he debas'd his foul to fenfe,
And ate forbidden food.
2 Now we are born a fenfual race,
To finful joys inclin'd;
Reafon has loft its native place,
And fleih enflaves the mind.
3 While fleih, and fenfe, and paffion reigns,
Sin is the fweeteft good;
We fancy raufic in our chains,
And fo forget the load.
4 Great God ! renew our ruin'd frame;
Our broken pow'rs reftore:
Infpire us with a heavenly flame,
And flefh ihall reign no more.
5 Eternal Spirit! write thy law
Upon our inward parts,
And let the fecond Adam draw
His image on our hearts.
a ;z HYMN CXXIX. CXXX. [Book II.
HYMN CXXIX. (L. M.)
We walk by faith, not by fight.
1 -HP IS by the faith of joys to come
_L We walk thro' deferts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heav'n our home,
Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2 The want of fight flie well iupplies;
She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into diftant worlds ilie pries,
And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the defert thro*,
While faith infpires a heav'nly ray,
Tho' lions roar, and tempefls blow,
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abra'm, by divine command,
Left his own houfe to walk with God;
His faith beheld the promis'd land,
And fir'd his zeal along the road.
HYMN CXXX. (CM.)
The new creation.
1 ATTEND, while God's exalted Son
■i^ Doth his own glories ihew:
" Behold, I lit upon my throne,
" Creating all things new.
2 c< Nature and fin are pafsM away,
" And the oW Adam dies ;
" My hands a new foundation lay;
" See the new world arife !
3 " I'll be a fun of righteoufnefs
" To the new heav'ns I make;
li None but the new-born heirs of grace
11 My glories mail partake."
4 Mighty Redeemer ! fet me free
From my old ftate of fin :
O, make my foul alive to thee ;
Create new pgw7rs within '
Book II.} HYMN CXXXI. Kg
5 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears,
And mould my heart afreih ;
Give me new paflions, joys and fears, ■
And turn the ftone to flefli.
6 Far from the regions of the dead,
From fin, and earth, and hell;
In the new world that grace has made
I would for ever dwell.
HYMN CXXXI. (L. M.)
The excellency of the chriftian religion,
1 T ET everlafting glories crown
I i Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord %
Thy hands have brought falvation down,
And writ the bleffings in thy word.
2 [What if we trace the globe around,
And fearch from Britain to Japan,
There ihall be no religion found
So jure to God, fo fafe to man.]
3 In vain the trembling confcience feeks
Some folid ground to reft upon :
With long defpair the fpirit breaks,
Till we apply to (Thrift alone.
4 How well thy bleffed truths agree !
How wife and holy thy commands !
Thy promifes, how firm they be!,
How firm our hope and comfort Hands !
5 [Not the feign'd fields of heath?nifh bliis
Could raife fuch pleafnre in the mind ;
Nor does the Turkifh paradife
Pretend to joys fo well refin'd.]
6 Should all the forms that men devife
Affanlt my faith with treach'rous art,
I'd call them vanity and lies,
And bind the gofpel to my heart.
204 HYMN CXXXII. CXXXIII. [Book K.
HYMN CXXXII. (CM.)
The offices of Chrift.
2 \X7E blefs the prophet of the Lord,
* V That comes with truth and graces
Jefus, thy Spirit and thy word
Shall lead us in thy ways.
2 We rev'rence our High Priefl above,
Who offered up his blood,
And lives to cany on his love,
By pleading with our God.
3 We honour our exalted King;
How fweet are his commands!
He guards our fouls from hell and fin
By his almighty hands.
4 Hofanna to his glorious name,
Who faves by diff'rent way;
His mercies lay a fov'reign claim
To our immortal praife.
HYMN CXXXIII. (L. M.)
The operations of the Holy Spirit.
I J? TERN AL Spirit! we confefs
XL And fing the wonders of thy grace;
Thy pow'r conveys our bleffings down
From God the Father and the Son.
7. Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray,
Our lhades and darknefs turn to day;
Thine inward teachings make us know
Our danger, and our refuge too.
3 Thy pow'r and glory work within,
And break the chains of reigning fin;
Do our imperious lufts fubdue,
A»d form, our wretched hearts anew.
Book II.] HYMN CXXXIV. LXXXV. 105
4 The troubled confcieuce knows thy voice;
Thy cheering words awake our joys ;
Thy words allay the fiormy wind,
And calm the furges of the mind.
HYMN CXXXIV. (CM.)
Circumcifion abolifhed.
1 r~pHE promife was divinely free ;
JL Extenfive was the grace ;
" I will the God of Abra'm be,
" And of his num'rous race."
3. He faid, and with a bloody feal
Confirmed the words he fpoke ;
Long did the Ions of Abra'm feel
The l"harp and painful yoke.
$ Till God's own Son, defcending low,
Gave his own fleih to bleed ;
And Gentiles tafte the bleffings now,
From the hard bondage freed.
4 The God of Abra'm claims our praife ;
His promifes endure :
And Chrift the Lord in gentler ways
Makes the falvation fure.
HYMN CXXXV. (L. M.)
Types and prophecies of Chrifr.
1 T>EHOLD the woman's promis'd feed I
X3 Behold the great Meffiah come !
Behold the prophets all agreed
To give him the fuperior roam!
2 Abra'm, the faint, rejoic'd of old
When vifions of the Lord he faw ;
Mofes, the man of God, foretold
This great fulfilled of his law.
206 HYMN CXXXVI. CXXXVII. [Book IL
3 The types bore witnefs to his name,
Obtain d their chief defign, and ctasM:
The incenfe, and the bleeding lamb,
The ark, the altar, and the prieft.
4 Predictions in abundance meet
To join their bleffings on his head :
Jefus, we worth ip at thy feet,
And nations own the promis'd feed.
HYMN CXXXVI. (L. M.)
Miracles at the birth of Chrift.
1 r~p,HE Kins; of glory fends his Son
X To make his entrance on this earth ;
Behold the midnight bright as noon,
And heav'nly bolts declare his birth!
2 About the young Redeemer's head
What wonders and what glories meet!
An unknown ftar arofe, and led
The eaftern fages to his feet.
3 Simeon and Anna both confpire
The Infant-Saviour to proclaim ;
Inward they felt the facred fire,
And blefs'd the babe, and own'd his name,
4 Let Jews and Greeks blafpheme aloud,
And treat the holy child with fcorn ;
Our fouls adore th' eternal God,
Who condefceuded to be born.
HYMN CXXXVII. (L;M;j
Miracles- in the life, death, and refurre$ion cf
Chrift.
I T>EHOLD? the blind their fight receive I
.O Behold, the dead awake and live!
The dumb fpeak wonders, and the lame
Leap like the h?.rt, and blefs his name.
Book II.j HYMN CXXXVIII. zoy
i Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own
And feal the million of the Son ;
The Father vindicates his caufe,
While he hangs bleeding on the crol's.
3 He dies ; the heav'ns in mourning flood ;
He rifes, and appears a God:
Behold the Lord afcending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die !
4 Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart ;
And to thofe .hands my foul refign
Which bear credentials fo divine.
HYMN CXXXVIII. (L. M.)
The power of the gofpel.
I nnHIS is the word of truth and Iovea
A Sent to the nations from above:
Jehovah here refolves to fhcw
What his almighty grace can do.
a This remedy did wifdom find,
To heal difeafes of the mind ;
This iov'reign balm, whofe virtues can
Reftore the ruin'd creature, man
3 The gofpel bids the dead revive;
Sinners obey the voice, and live :
Dry bones are rais'd, and cloth'd afreih,
And hearts of ftone are turn'd to flefh,
4 [Where Satan reign'd in lhades of night.
The gofpel ftrikes a heav'nly light;
Our lulls its wondrous pow'r controls,
And calms the rage of angry fouls.]
5 [Lions and beafts of favage name
Put on the nature of the lamb ;
While the wide world efteems it flrange,
Gaze, and admire., and hate the change.]
203 H Y M N CXXXIX. CXL. [Book. II,
6 May but this grace my foul renew,
Let imiiers gaze, and hate me too ;
The word that faves me does engage
A iv.re defence from all their rage.
HYMN CXXXIX. (L, M.)
The example of Chrift.
1 l\/f Y dear Redeemer and my Lord !
LVX I read my duty in thy word ;
But in thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was thy truth, and fuch thy zeal,
Such def'rence to thy Father's will,
Such love^ and meeknefs fo divine,
I would tranfcribe, and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnefs'd the fervor of thy pray'r;
The defert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict, and thy vicVry too.
4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here :
Then God the judge (hall own my name
Amongft the follow'rs of the Lamb.
HYMN CXL. (CM.)
The examples of Cbrift and the faints.
1 S~* IVE me the wings of faith, to rife
VJT Within the veil, and fee
The faints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.
2 Once they were mourning here below,
And wet their couch with tears ;
They wreftled hard, as we do now,
VVith fins, and doubts, and feat
5ook II.] HYMN CXLL 20?
3 I afk them whence their vicVry came?
They with united breath
Afcribe their conqucft to the Lamb,
Their triumph to his death.
4 They mark'd the footlteps that he trod,
(His zeaUnipir'd their breaft :)
And following their incarnate God^
Poffefs the promis'd reft.
5 Our glorious Leader claims our praife
For his own pattern giv'n,
While the long cloud of witneffes
Shew the fame path to heav'n.
HYMN CXLI. (CM.)
Faith -ajftfied by fenfe : or, preaching, haptifr,^
and the Lord'* /upper.
I 1\^Y Saviour-God, my Sov'reign-Prince,
lvA Reigns far above the fkies !
'But brings this graces down to fenfe,
And helps my faith, to rife.
4 My eyes and ears mall blefs his name,
They read and hear his word :
My touch and tafte ihall do the fame,
When they receive the Lord.
5 Baptifmal water is defjgn'd
To feat his cleaning grace,
While at his feaft of bread and wine
He gives his faints a place.
4 But not the waters of a flood
Can make my flefh fo clean,
As by his Spirit and his blood
He'll waih my foul from fin.
5 Not choiceft meats or nobleft wines
So much my heart refrefh,
And when my faith goes thro' the figns,
And feeds upon his Hc%
N'
«o HYMN CXLII. CXIJir. [Book H.
6 I love the Lord, who (loops fo low
To give his word a feal:
But the rich grace his hands bellow
Exceeds the figures ftill.
HYMN CXLII. (S. M.)
Faith in Chrift our facrifice.
OT all the blood of beafts
On Jewiih altars flain,
Could give the guilty confeience peace,
Or waih away the ftain,
z But Chrift the heav'nly Lamb,
Takes all our fins away;
A facrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.
3 My faith would lay her han4
On that dear head of thine.
While like a penitent I (land,
And there confefs my fin.
4 My foul looks back to fee
The burdens thou didft bear
When hanging on the curfed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
5 Believing we rejoice
To fee the curfe remove ;
We blefs the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And fing his bleeding love.
HYMN CXLIIL (CM.)
Flejb and Spirit.
1 \ XT HAT difPrent pow'rs of grace and fia
VV Attend our mortal ftate?
I hate the thoughts that work within,
And do the works I hate.
2 Now I complain, and groan, and die,
While fin and Satan reigu :
Now raife my fongs of triumph high,
Fer grace prevails again.
! Book II.] HYMN CXLIV. m
3 So darknefs ftruggles with the light,
Till perfeft day arife ;
Water and fire maintain the fight
Until the weaker dies.
4 Thus will the fleih and fpirit ftrivCj,
And vex and break my peace;
But I fhall quit this mortal life,
And fin for ever ceafe.
HYMN CXLIV. (L. M.)
The effufion of the Spirit: or, the Juccejs of the
gofpel.
I s~v RE AT was the day, the joy was great,
\JX When the divine difciples met;
Whilft on their heads the Spirit came,
And fat like tongtfes of cloven flame.
2, What gifts, what miracles he gave!
And pow'r to kill, and pow'r to fave !
Furniih'd their tongues with wondrous
words,
Inftead of mields, andfpears, and fwords.
3 Thus arm'd, he fent the champions forth,
From eaft to weft, from fouth to north:
ct Go, and affert your .Saviour's caufe :
" Go, fpread the myft'ry of his crofs."
4 Thefe weapons of the holy war,
Of what almighty force they are
To make our flub born paffions bow,
And lay the proudeft rebel low1.
5 Nations, the learned and the rude,
Are by thefe heav'nly arms fubdu'd ;
While Satan rages at his lofs,
And hates the doftrine of the crofs.
6 Great King of grace! my heart fubdue j
I would be led in triumph too,
A willing captive to my Lord,
And ling the vift'ries of his word.
ai2 HYMN CXLV. CXLVI. [Book II.
HYMN CXLV. (CM.)
Sight through a glafc, and face to face:
I t Love the windows of thy grace,
J. Thro' which my Lord is feen,
And long to meet my Saviour's face,
Without a glafs between.
1 O, that the happy hour was pome,
To change my faith to fight!
I lhall behold my Lord at home
In a diviner light.
3 Hafte, my Beloved, and remove
Thefe interpofmg days ;
Then mail my paiiions all be love,
And all my pow'rs be praiie.
HYMN CXLVI. (L,M.)
The vanity of creatures : or, no reft trn earth*
i TV/fAN hath a foul of vail deiires,
_lVL He burns within with reit lei's ft res s
Toft to and fro, his paiiions Ay
From vanity to vanity.
2, In vain on earth we hope to find
Some folid good to fill the mind:
We try new pleafures, but wo -ccl
The invyard thirft and torment ftiii.
3 So when a raging fever burns,
We ftiift from fide to fide by turns} .
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the paiu*
4 Great God! fubdue this vicious u.
This love to vanity and dufti
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feevd our fouls with joys rcfiu'd*
Book II.] HYMN CXLVII. 213
HYMN. CXLVII. (C. M$
The creation of the -world, Gen. i.
1 *' XT^^ *et a *Paci°us world arife,"
i\ Said the Creator-Lord :
At once th' obedient earth and fkies
Rofe at his lov'reign word.
2 [Dark, was the deep ; the waters lay
Cor.fus'd. and drown'd the land :
Me call'd the light; the new born day
Attends on his command.
3 He bids the clouds afcend on high;
The clouds afcend, and bear
A wat'ry treafure to the iky,
And float on fofter air.
4 The liquid element belovv
Was gather'd by his hand ;
The rolling feas together flow,
And leave the folid land.
5 With herbs and plants, (a flow'ry birth)-
The naked globe he crown'd,
Ere there was rain to blefs the earth,
Or fun to warm the ground.
6 Then he adorn'd the upper ikies ;
Behold the fun appears,
The moon and (tars in order rife,
To mark our months and years.
7 Out of the deep th' almighty King
Did vital beings frame,
The painted fowls of ev'ry wing,
And fiih of ev'ry name.]
8 He gave the lion and the worm
At once their wondrous birth,
And grazing hearts of various form,,
Rofe from the teeming earth,
ai4 HYMN CXLVIII. [Book II.
9 Adam was fram'd of equal clay,
Tho' fov'reign of the reft;
Defign'd for nobler ends than they,
With God's own image biefsM.
10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye
The young creation flood ;
He faw the building from on high,
His word pronouncM it good.
11 Lord, while the frame of nature Hands,
Thy praife mall fill my tongue :
But the new world of grace demands
A more exalted fong.
HYMN CXLVIII. (CM.)
God reconciled in Chrift.
1 TxE A REST of all the names above,
JLJ My Jefus, and my God,
Who can refift thy heav'nly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?
7, 'Tis by the merits of thy death
The Father fmil.es again ;
'Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men.
5 Till God in human flefh I fee,
My thoughts no comfort find :
The holy, juft, and facred Three,
Are terrors to my mind.
4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy begins :
His name forbids my flavilh fear,
His grace removes my fms.
5 While Jews ton their own law rclv
And Greeks of wifdom boaft
I love th' incarnate myftery.
And there I fix my truft*
Book II.] HYMN CXLIX. 21
HYMN CXLIX. (CM.)
Honour to magiftrates: or, government froi
God.
1 ETERNAL Sovereign of the fky,
■A-i And Lord of ail below,
We mortals to thy maiefty,
Our firft obedience owe.
2 Our fouls adore thy throne fupreme,
And blefs thy providence
For magiftrates of meaner name,
Our glory and defence.
5 [The crowns of Britiih- princes ihine
With rays above the reft,
Where laws and liberties combine
To make the nation blefs'd.]
4 Kingdoms on nrm foundations frand,
While virtue finds reward :
And fiuners periih from the land
By juftice and the iword.
5 Let C^efar's due be ever paid
To Csefar and his throne;
But coniciences and fouls were made
To be the Lord's alone.
HYMN CL. (CM.)
The deceitfidmfs of fin.
SIN has a thoufand treacherous arts
To praciife on the mind ;
With flatt'ring looks ihe tempts our hearts,
But leaves a fting behind.
With names of virtue' me deceives
The aged and the young;
And while the heedlefs wretch believes.
She makes his fetters ftrong.
G
2i6 HYMN CLI. CLII. [Book I!
3 She pleads for afl tlie joys fhe brings,
And gives a fair pretence;
But cheats the foul of heav'nly things,
And chains it down to fenie.
4 So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food',
Our mother took the poifon there,
j tainted all her blood.
HYMN CLI. (L. M.)
Prophecy ■ ation.
I "yWAS by an order from the Lord,
JL The : • fooke liis word
His Spirit did their tongues mipire,
And warm'd their hearts with heav'nly fire,
2. The works and wonders which they wrought,
Confirmed the meffages they brought,;
irophet's pen fucceeds his breath;
To fave the holy words from deal
sat God; mine eyes with pleafure
On the d< - of thy book ;
There my Redeemer's face I fee,
name, who dy'd foi
the falfe raptures of the mind
• aniih in the wind :
Here I can iix
This is thy word, and mint end:.
rN
H Y M N CLII. (C. M.)
Sinai tmd Sion, Heb. xii. 18, &'<
OT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempeft, fire and fmoke,
to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai fpo
Book II.] HYMN CLIII.
2. But we are come to Sion's hill,*
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,
And fpread his love abroad.
3 Behold hi' innumerable holl
Of angels cloth'd in light!
Behold the fpirits of the juft,
Whofe faith is turn'd. to light !
4 Behold the blefs'd affembly there,
Whofe names are writ in heav'n !
And God, the judge of all, declares •
Their viieft fins forgiv'n.
5 The faints on earth, and all the dead
But one communion make;
All join in Chrift their living head,
And of his grace partake.
6 In fuch fociety as this
My weary foul would refl :
The man that dwells where Jefus is.
.:• be for everblefr.
HYMN CLIII. (CM.)
_ : difiempef, folly, and madnefs of fn
I QlN, like a venomous difeafe,
Cj Infecls our vital blood :
The only balm is fov'reigri grace,
And the phyflcian, &
a Our beauty and oui i are lied 3
And we draw near to Heath ;
: Chrift the Lor; lead
:h his aim: ith,
3 Madnefs by nature reigns within,
The pafnons burn and r:
Till God's own Son with fki.ll divins
The inward hre aiTuge.
G z
2i8 .HYMN CLIV. { [Book II.
4 [We lick the duft, wp grafp the wind,
And iblid good defpife :
Such is the folly of the mind,
Tilljefus makes us wife.
5 We give our fouls the wounds they feel,
We drink the pois'nous gall,
And ruih with fury down to hell;
But heav'n prevents the fall.]
6 [The man pofiefs'd, among the tombs
Cuts his own flelh and cries :
He foams and raves till Jel'us corned,
And the foul ipiric flies.]
HYMN CLIV. (L. M.)
Self- righteoufnefs injujjitient.
i iC TI7HERE are the mourners *,
V\ Lith the Lord)
" That wait and tremble atmy word ?
*' That walk in darknefs aifthe day?
" Come, name your trufc and flay.
2 [" No works nor duties of your own
" Can for the fmalleft fin atone ;
" -f The robes that nature may provide,
" Will not your leatl pollutions hide.
3 tl The fofteft couch that nature knows
" Can give the conference no repOfe:
" Look to my righteoufnefs, and live:
" Comfort and peace are mine to give.]
4 ct Ye fons of pride, that kindle coals
" With your own hands to warm your fouls,
" Walk in the light of your own fire,
" Enjoy the fparks that >e defire :
* Ifaiah 1. ic, if. f Ifaiah xxviii. 20.
Book IL] HYMN CLV. CLVL 2i>
5 " This is your portion at my hands,
" Hell waits you with her iron bands ;
" Ye thall lie down in forrow there,
" In death, in darknefs, and defpair."
HYMN CLV. (CM.)
Chfift our pajjover.
I T O, the deftroying angel files
§ i To Pharaoh's ftubborn land ;
The pride and flow'r of Egypt dies
By his vindictive hand,
a He pafs'd the tents of Jacob o'er,
Norpour'd the wrath divine;
He faw the blood on ev'ry door,
And blefs'd the peaceful fign.
3 Thus the appointed Lamb muft bleed,
To break th' Egyptian yoke ;
Thus Ifr'el is from bondage freed,
And 'fcapes the angel's ftroke. >
4 Lord, if my heart were fprinkled too
With blood fo rich as thine,
Juftice no longer would purfue
This guilty foul of mine.
5 Jefus our pafTover was flain,
And has at once procur'd
Freedom from Satan's heavy chain.
And God's avenging fword.
HYMN CLVI. (C. M.)
Prefumption and dejpair: or, Satan s various
temptations.
I T Hate the tempter and his charms,
J- I hate his flatt'ring breath;
The ferpent rakes a thoufan.i forms
To cheat our fouls to death.
220 HYMN CLVII. [Book II.
% He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,
Or kills with llaviih fear ;
And holds us ftili in wide extremes,
Preemption, or defpair.
3 Now he'perfuades, 4i How, eafy 'tis
" To walk the road to heav'n •"
Anon he fwells our fins, and cries,
" They cannot be forgiv'n."
4 THe bids young tinners, " Yet forbear
" " To think of God or death:
61 For prayer and devotion are
" But melancholy breath."
5 He tells the aged, '« They muft die;
" And *tis too late to pray,
iC In vain for mercy now they cry,
" For they have loft their day."]
6 Thus he fupports his cruel throne
By mifchief and deceit,
And drags the fons of Adam down
To darknefs and the pit.
7 Almighty God, cut fhort his pow'r,
Let him in darknefs dwell;
And, that he vex the earth no more,
Confine him down to hell.
HYMN CLVII. (CM.)
The fame.
1 "VT^'W' Satan comes with dreadful roar.
JLN And threatens to* deftroy ;
He worries whom he can't devour
With a malicious joy.
2 Ye fonj of God, oppofe his rage ;
Rcfift, and he'll be gone ;
did out deareft Lord engage,
x';d vanquish him alone.
book It] HYMN CLVIIT. CLIX. 221
3 Now he appears almoft divine,
Like innocence and love;
But the old ferpent lurks within
When he aflumes the dove.
4 Fly from the falfe deceiver's tongue,
Ye fons- of Adam, fly.
Our parents found the fnare too flxong,
Nor mould the children try.
HYMN CLVIIL- 0LM.)
Few fayed: or, the almoft chrifiian, the
isypocrite, and apoftate.
BROAD is the ro^that leads to death,
And thoufauds waii^ogether there;
But wifdom ihows a narrow'r path,
With here and there a traveller,
2 " Deny thyfelf, and take thy erofs,"
Is the Redeemer's great command '^
Nature mud count her gold but drofs,
If (lie would gain this heav'nly land.
3 The fearful foul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
Is but efteem'd almoft a faint,
And makes his own deftru&ion lure.
4 Lord, let not all my hopes.be vam ;
Create my heart entirely new ;
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain;
Which falfe apoftates never knew.
HYMN CLIX. (CM.)
An unconverted ft ate : or, converting grace.
1 [pREAT King of glory and of grace!
VJT We own with humble ibame,
How vile is our degen'rate race,
And our nrit father's name.]
<i%z HYMN CLX. [Book
2 From Adam flows our tainted blood,
The poifon reigns within ;
Makes us averfe to all that's good,
And willing ilaves to fin.
3 [Daily'we break thy holy laws,
And then reject thy grace:
Engag'd in the old ferpent's caufe,
Againft our Maker's face.]
4 We live chrang'd afar from God,
» And love the diflance well;
With hafte we run the dang'rous road
That leads to death and hell.
5 And can fuch rebels be reftor'd!
h natures made divine!
Let Turners fee thy glory, Lord,
And feel this pow'r of thine.
6 We rail"'- our Father's name on high.
Who his own Spirit fends,
To bring rebellious ftrangers nigh,
And turn his foes to friends.
L
H Y M N CLX. (L. M.)
Cuflom in Jin.
ET the wild leopards of the wood
Put off the fpots that nature gives !
Then may the wicked turn to God,
And change their tempers, and their lives
As well might Ethiopian ilaves
Warn out the darknefs of their fkin ;
The dead as well may leave their graves.
As old tranfgreffors ceafe to fin.
Where vice has held its empire long,
'Twill not endure the leaft control j
None but a pow'r divinely ftrong
C an turn the current of the foul,
I Book II.] -H Y M N CLXL u}
4 Great God i I own thy pow'r divine,
That works to change this heart of mine ;
I would be form'd a-new, and blefs
The wonders of creating grace.
HYMN CLXI. (CM.)
Ch'iiftian virtues : or, the difficulty of conver-
fion.
I CTRAIT is the way, the door is ftrait
k3 That leads to joys on high;
?Tis but a few that find the gate,
While crowds miftake and die.
1 Beloved felf mult be deny'd,
The mind and will renew'd,
Paffion fupprefs'd, and patience try'd,
And vain defires fubdu'd.
3 [Flefh is a dang'rous foe to grace,
Where it prevails and rules ;
Flefh inuit be humbled, pride abas'd,
Left they deftroy our fouls.
4 The love of gold be baniih'd hence
(That vile idolatry)
And ev'ry member, ev'ry fenfe,
In fweet lubjeetion lie.
5 The tongue, that mo ft unruly poy
Requires a ftrong reftraint:
- We muft be watchful ev'ry hour
And pray, but never faint.]
6 Lord ! can a feeble helplefs worm
Fulfil a "talk To hard?
Thy grsce muft all my work perform,
And give die free reward.
224 HYMN CLXII. CLXIII. [Book II.
HYMN CLXII. (C. M.)
The meditation of heaven : or, the joys of faith,
1 IV J Y thoughts furmount thefe lower ikies,
-*-V-l And look within the veil ;
There fprings of endlefs pleafure rife,
The waters never fail.
2 There I behold with fweet delight
The bleiled Three in One;
And ftrong affections fix my fight
On God's incarnate Son.
3 His promife Hands for ever firm,
His grace (hall ne'er depart;
He binds my name upon his arm,
And feals it on his heart.
4 Light are the pains that nature brings ;
How ihort our furrows are!
"When with eternal, future things,
The prefent we compare.
5 I would not be a ftranger full
To that celeftial place,
Where I for ever hope to dwell,
Near my Redeemer's face.
HYMN CLXIII. (C. M.)
Complaint of dejertion and temptation.
1 TXEAR Lord! behold our fore diftrefs,
l^J Our fins attempt to reign ;
Stretch out thine arm of conqu'nng grace,
And let thy foes be llain.
2 [The lion with his dreadful roar
Affrights thy feeble iheep :
Reveal the glory of thy pow'r,
And chain him to the d
[Book II. HYMN4 CLXIV. 21$
3 Muft we indulge a long defpair?
Shall our petitions die?
Our mournings never reach thine ear,
Nor tears affeft thine eye ?]
4 If thou defpife a mortal groan,
Yet hear a Saviour's blood ;
An advocate fo near the throne
Pieads and prevails with God.
5 He brought the Spirit's pow'rful fword
To flay our deadly foes :
Our fins lhall die beneath thy word,
And hell in vain oppofe.
6 How boundlefs is our Father's grace.
In height, and depth, and length !
He made his Son our righteoufnefs,
His Spirit is our ftrength.
HYMN CLXIV. (CM.)
The end of the wGrld.
I TX7"HY mould this earth delight us fo?
V V Why mould we fix our eyes
On thefe low grounds, where forrows grow.,
And ev'ry pieafure dies?
2. While time his fharpefl teeth prepares,
Our comforts to devour,
. There is a land above the liars,
And joys above his pow'r.
3 Nature ihali be diffolv'd and die,
ihe fun muft end his race,
The earth and lea for ever fly
Before my Saviour's face.
4 When will that glorious morning rife,
When the lait trumpet founds
Shall call ths nations to the fkies.
From underneath the ground •
iz6 H Y M N CLXV. CLXVI. [Book II.
HYMN CLXV. (CM.)
UnfruitfufaefSy ignorance, and wfanttified
affections.
1 T ONG have I fat beneath the found
A-' Of thy falvation, Lord ;
But ftill how weak my faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word !
% Oft I frequent thy holy place,
And hear atmoU in vain ;
How imail a portion of thy grace
My memTry can retain !
3 [My dear Almighty, and my God,
How little art thou known
By all the judgments of thy rod,
And bleilings of thy throne!]
4 [How cold and feeble is my love!
How negligent my fear !
How low my hope of joys above !
How few afTetlions there!]
5 Great God! thy fov'reign pow'r impart
To give thy word fnccefs;
Write thy falvation in my heart,
And make me learn thy grace.
6 [Shew my forgetful feet the way
That leads to joys on high ;
There knowledge grows without decav .
And love (hall never die.]
HYMN CLXVI. (CM.)
The divine perfetlionf.
I TTOXV mall I praife th' eternal God,
Al That infinite Unknown !
Who can afcend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne!
Book II.] H Y M N CLXVII. ^l^
2 [The great Invifible ! he dwells
Conceal'd in dazzling light;
But his all-iearching eve reveals
The fecrets of the night.
3 Thofe watchful eyes that never fieep9
Survey the world around !
His wifdom is a bound lets deep,
Where all our thoughts are drown'd.]
4 [Speak, we of flxength? his arm is ftrong,
To fave or to defiroy :
Infinite years his life prolong,
And endlefs is his joy.]
5 [He knows no lhadow of a change,
Nor alters his decrees; :
Firm as a rock his truth remains,
To guard his prornifes.]
6 [Sinners before his prefence die :
How holy is his name !
His anger and his jealoufy
Burn like devouring flame.]
7 Juftice upon a dreadful throne
Maintains the rights of God,
While mercy fends her pardons downp
Bought with a Saviour's blood.
8 Now to my foul, immortal King !
Speak fome forgiving word ;
Then 'twill be double joy to fing
The glories of my Lord.
G
HYMN CLXVII. (L. M.)
The divine perfections.
REAT God ! thy glories mall employ
My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in fongs of honour bring
Their tribute to th7 eternal King,
>
128 HYMN CLXVII. [Book II.
2 [Earth and the ftars, and worlds unknown.
Depend precarious on his throne ;
All nature hangs upon his word,'
And grace and glory own their Lord.]
3 [His fov'reign pow'r what mortal knows?
If he commands, who dare oppofe?
With ftrength he girds himfelf around.
And treads the rebels to the ground.]
4 [Who fhall pretend to teach him (kill.
Or guide the counfels of his will?
His wifdom, like a fea divine,
Flows deep and high beyond our line.]
5 [His name is holy, and his eye
Burns with immortal jealoufy;
He hates the fons of pride, and iheds
His fi'ry vengeance on their heads.]
5 [The beamings of his piercing fight
Bring dark hypocrify to light;
Death and deftruftion naked lie,
And hell uncover' d to his eye.]
7 [TV eternal law before him ftands 3
His juftice with impartial hands
Divides to all their due reward,
Or by the fceptre, or the fword.J
S [His mercy, like a boundlefs fea,
Wathes our load of guilt away;
While his own Son came down and dy?d,
T* engage his juftice on our fide.]
9 [Each of his words demands my faith;
My foul can reft on all he faith;
His truth inviolablv keeps,
The largeft promife of his lips.]
10 O, tell me wich a gentle voice,
" Thou art my God." and I'll reioice:
Fill'd with thy love, I dare proclaim
The brightell honours of thy name,
BookIL] HYMN CLXVIII. CLXIX. 229
HYMN CLXVIII. (L. M.)
The fame,
I yEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high3
J His robes are light and majefty!
His glory ihines with beams fo bright,
No mortal can fuftam the light.
Z His terrors keep the world in awe;
His juftice guards his holy law;
His love reveals a fmiling face,
His truth and promife feal the grace.
3 Thro' all his works his wifdom mines*
And bafHes Satan's deep defigns;
His pow'r is fov'reign to fulfil
The nobleft counfels of his will.
4 And will this glorious Lord defcend
To be my father and my friend?
Then let my longs with angels join;
Heav'n is fecure, if God be mine.
HYMN CLXIX,
The fame as Pfahn cxlviiL
I ryi HE Lord Jehovah reigns,
X His throne is built on high?
The garments he aflumes
Are light and majefty;
His glories lhine
With beams fo bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the fight.
% The thunders of his hand
Keep the wide world in awe
His wrath and juflice ftand
To guard his holy law ;
And where his love
R.efolves to blefs,
His truth confirms
And feals the grace
3o HYMN CLXX. [Book!
; Thro' all his ancient works
.Surpriling wifdoni mines,
Confounds the pow'rs of hell,
And breaks' their curs'd defigns*
Strong is his arm,
And mall fulfil
His great decrees,
His iov'reign will.
And can this mighty King
Of glory condefcend!
And will he write his name,
" My Father and my Friend:"
I love his name!
I love his word !
Join all my pow'rs,
And praife the Lord.
HYMN CLXX. (L. M.)
God incomprehenjible and fovereign.
[pAN creatures to perfection find *
\_j Th' eternal, uncreated mind r
Or can tire largeffc flretch of thought
Meafuie and fearch his nature out?
'Tis high as heav'n 'tis deep as hell;
d what can mortal know or tell -
.lory fpreads beyond the iky,
And. all the mining worlds on high.
But man, vain man, would fain be wife;
n like a wild young colt, he flies
Thro' all the follies of his mind,
uells, and [huffs the empty wind.]
God is a King, of pow'r unknown;
Firm are the orders of his throne :
If he refoive, who dare oppol'e,
Or afk him why, @v what he does?
* Job xi. 7, &c.
Book II.] HYMN' CLXX. 231
5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole j
He calms the temped of the foul:
When he fhuts up in long defpair,
"Who can remove the heavy bar?
6 * He frowns, and darknefs veils the moon;
The fainting fun grows dim at noon:
^ The pillars of heavVs itarry roof
Tremble and Hart at his reproof,
7 He gave the vaulted hea»'^ it* form, ,
The crooked ferpent anB Ae worm;
He breaks the billows with his breath,
And fmites the fans of pride to death,
3 Thefe area portion of his ways;
But who ihall dare defcribe his face?
Who can endure his light, or ltand
To hear the thunders of his hand?
* Job xxv, 5, f Job xxvi. 11, &c*
The END of tin SECOND BOOK,
<zJa
H Y M"N S..-
PREPARED FOR TftE* LORD'S SUFPER:
HYMN I, (L. M.)
T7i£ Lord's Supper inftituted,
i Cor. xi. 23, &c.
j >npwAS on that dark, that doleful night,
•*• When pow'rs of earth and hell arofe.
Againft the Son of God7s delight
And friends betray'd him to his foes.
i Before the mournful fcene began,
He took the bread and blefs'd and brake;
What love thro' all his actions ran!
What wondrous words of grace he i'pake!
3 " This is my body, broke for fin ;
* " Receive and eat the living food ;'*
Then took the cup and blefs'd the wine:
*' 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood."
4 [For us his flefh with nails was torn,
He bore the fcourgc, he felt the thorn:
And juftice pour'd upon his head
Its heavy veng'ance in our ftead.
£ For us his vital blood was fpilt,
To buy the pardon of our guilt;
When, for black crimes of biggeft fize.
He gave his foul a focrifice.]
Book III.] HYMN II. 23;
6 " Do this, (he cry'd) 'till time mall end,
" In mem'ry of your dying friend;
*c Meet at my table, and record
c< The love of your departed Lord."
7 [Jefus ! thy feaft we celebrate,
We mew thy death, we fing thy name,
Till thou return, and we mall eat
The marriage-fupper of the Lamb.]
HYMN II. (S.M.)
Csmmunion with Chrift, and with faints,
i Cor. x. 1 6, 17.
I [JESUS invites his faints
J To meet around his board ;
Here pardon'd rebels fit, and hold
Communion with their Lord.
% For food he gave his flefh ;
He bids us drink his blood;
Amazing favour, matchlefs grace
Of our defcending God !]
3 This holy bread and wine
Maintains our fainting breath,
By union with our living Lord,
And int'reft in his death.
4 Our heav'nly Father calls
Chrift and his members one;
We the young children of his love,
And he the firft-born Son.
5 We are but fev'ral parts
Of the fame broken bread ;
One body hath its lev'ral limbs,
But Jefus is the head.
6 Let all our pow'rs be join's!
His glorious name to raife :
Pleafure and love fill ev*ry mind*,
And ev'ry voice be praife;
*34 HYMN III. IV. [Book III.
HYMN III. (CM.)
The new Tejlament in the blood of Chrift; or,
the new covenant jealed.
I " r I ^HE promife of my Father's love
1 " Shall ftand for ever good :"
He faid, and gave his foul to death,
And feal'd the grace with blood,
a To this dear cov'nant of thy word
I fet my worthlefs name ;
I feal th' engagement to my Lord,
And make my humble claim.
3 The light, and ftrength, and pard'ning grace.
And glory (hall be mine ;
My life and foul, my heart and flefh,
And all my pow'rs are thine.
4 I call that legacy my own
Which Jefus did bequeath;
'Twas purchas'd with a dying groan,
And ratify'd in death.
5 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name
Who blefs'd us in his will,
And to his teftament of love
Made his own life the feal.
HYMN IV. (C. M.)
Ghrirt'i" dying love: or, our pardon bought at a
dear price.
1 T TOW condefcending and how kind
XI. Was God's eternal Son !
Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind,
And pity brought him down.
2 [When juftice, by our fins provok'd,
Drew forth his dreadful fword,
He e'ave his foul up to the ftroke,
Without a murm'ring word.l
III.] HYMN V. » 235
3 [He funk beneath our heavy woes.
To raife us to his throne:
There's ne'er a gift his hand befrows
But colt his heart a groan.]
4 This was companion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew,
The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.
5 NrT.v tho? he reigns exalted high,
His love is itill as great:
Well he remembers Calvary;
Nor let his faints forget.
6 s[Here we behold his bowels roll,
As kind as when he dy'd.
And fee the farrows of his foul
Bleed thro' his wounded fide.]
7 [Here we receive repeated feals
, Of Jefus' dying love ;
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One foft afFeftion move.]
8 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,
And, with our joy for pardon'd guilt,
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.
HYMN V. (CM.)
Cbriit the bread of life, John vi. 31, 35, 39,
1 T ET us adore th' eternal word,
JLi 'Tis he our fouls hath fed :
Thou art our living ffream, O Lord,
And thou th' immortal bread.
2 [The manna came from lower Ikies,
But jefus from above, '
Where the frefh fprings of pleafure rife,
And rivers flow with love.
*$6 HYMN VI. [Bool* III,
3 The Jews, the fathers, dy'd at laft, .
Who ate that heav'nly bread ;
But thefe provifions which we tafte
Can raife us from the dead.]
4 Blefs'd be the Lord, that gives his flem
To nourifh dying men ;
And often fpreads his table frefh,
Left we mould faint again.
5 Our fouls fhall draw their heav'nly breath,
While Jefus finds fupplies :
Nor lhall our graces fink to death,
For Jefus never dies.
6 [Daily our mortal flefh decays, v
But Chrift our life ihall come;
His unrefifted pow'r mall raife
Our bodies from the tomb.]
HYMN VI. (L. M.)
The memorial of our abfent Lord.
John xvi. 16. "Luke xxii. 19. John xiv. 3.
1 tESUS is gone above the Ikies,
J Where our weak fenfes reach him not;
And carnal objects court our eyes,
To thruft our Saviour from our thought.
2. He knows what wandering hearts we have.
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refrefh our minds, he gave
Thefe kind memorials of his grace.
3 The Lord of life this table fpread
With his own fleih and dying blood ;
We on the rich provision feed,
And tafte the win#, and blefs the God.
4 Let fmful fweets be all forgot,
And earth grow lefs in our efteem ;
Chrift and his love fill ev'ry thought,
And faith and hope be fix'd on him.
Book III.] HYMN VII. VIII. 23"
5: While he is abfent from our fight,
'Tis to prepare our fouls a place.
That we may dwell in heavenly light,
And live for ever near his face. -
6 [Our eyes look, upwards to the hills
Whence our returning Lord inall come ;
We wait thy chariot's awful wheels,
To fetch our longing fpirits home.]
HYMN VII. (L. M.)
Crucifixion to the vsorld by the crofs of Chrift,
Gal. vi 14.
1 "txt HEN I furvey the wondrous crofs
W On which the Prince of Glory dy'd,
My richeil gain I count but lofs,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
4 Forbid it, Lord, that I ihould boaft,
Save in the death of Chrift my God ;
All the vain things that charm me mo#3
I facrifice them to his blood.
See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down !
Did e'er fuch love and forrow meet.
Or thorns compofe fo rich a crown !
[His dying crimfon, like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then am I dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.]
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a prefent far too fmall;
Love fo amazing, fo divine,
Demands my foul, my life, my all.
HYMN VIII. (C. M.) t
The tree of life,
[f-i OME, let us join a joyful tune,,
K^j To our exalted Lord,
Ye faints on high around his throne,
And we around his board.
~>S • HYMN IX. [Book III.
2 While once upon this lower ground,
Weary and faint ye flood,
What dear refreshments here ye found
From this immortal food !]
.3 The tree of life, that near the throne,
In heaven's high garden grows,
Laden with grace bends gently down
/ Its ever fmiling boughs!
,4 [Hov'ring amongft the leaves here flands
The fweet celeftial dove,
And Jefus on the branches hangs
The banner of his love.]
5 [Tis a young heav'n of ttrange delight-
While in his fhade we fit ;
His fruit is pleating to the fight,
And to the tafte as fweet.
6 New life it fpreads thro' dying hearts,
And cheers the drooping mind;
Vigour and joy the juice imparts
Without a fling behind.]
7 Now let the naming weapon fland
And guard all Eden's trees :
There's ne'er a plant in all that land
That bears fuch fruits as thefe.
8 Infinite grace our fouls adore,
Whole wondrous hand has made
This living branch of fov'reign pow'r
To raife and heal the dead.
: HYMN IX. (S. M.)
The Spirit , the water, and the blood,
1 John v. 6.
ET all our tongues be one
1 To praife our God on high,
Who from his bofom fent his Son
To fetch us flrangers nigh.
L
Book III.] HYMN IX. 259
z Nor let our voices ceafe
To fing the Saviour's name ;
Jefus, th* ambaflador of peace,
How cheerfully he came.
3 It coft him cries and tears
To bring us near to God;
Great was our debt, and he appears
To make the payment good.
4 [My Saviour's pierced hde
Pour'd out a double flood ;
. By water we are purify'd,
And pardon'd by the blood.
5 Infinite was our guilt,
But he, our prielt, atones ;
On the cold ground his life was fpilt,
And offer'd with his groans. ]
4> Look up, my foul, to him,
Whofe death was thy defert,
And humbly view the living' ftream
Flow from his breaking heart.
7 There on the curfed tree
In dying pangs he lies,
Fulfils his Father's great decree,
And all our wants fupplies.
3 Thus the Redeemer came,
By water and fey blood :
And when the Spirit fpeaks the faine'^
We feel his witnefs good.
9 While the Eternal Three
Bear their record above,
Here I believe he dy'd for me,
And feal my Saviour's love.
10 [Lord, cleanfe my foul from fin;
Nor let thy grace depart :
Great Comforter, abide within,
And witnefs to my heart.]
240 HYMN X. XI. [Book III.
HYMN X. (L. M.)
Chrift crucified, the wifddm and power of God.
I XJATURE with open volume ftands,
i M To fpread her Maker's praife abroad ;
And ev'ry labour of his hands
Shews fomethihg worthy of a God.
2- But in the grace that refcu'd man,
His brighteft form of glory fhines ;
Here, on the crofs, 'tis faireft drawn
In precious blood, and crimfon lines.
3 [Here his whole name appears complete; '
Nor wit can guefs: nor reafon prove,
Which of the letters belt is writ,
The pow'r, the wifdom, or the love.}
4 Here I behold his inmoft heart,
Where grace and veng'ance flrangely join,
Piercing his Son with iharpeft fmart,
To make the purchased pleafures mine.
5 O ! the fweet wonders of that crofs,
Where God the Saviour lov'd, and dy'd !
Her nobleft life my fpirit draws
From his dear wounds and bleeding fide.
6 I would for ever fpeak his name,
In founds to mortal ears unknown;
With an eels join to praife the Lamb-,
And worlhip at his Father's throne.
HYMN XL (CM.)
Pardon brought to our jenjes.
I T ORD, how divine thy comforts are!
*—* How heav'nly is the pi
Where Jefus fpreads the facreri feafl
Of his redeeming grace!
% There the rich bounties of our God,
And fweeteft glories fliine;
There Jefus fays, that " I am hi?,
** And my Beloved's mine.
Book III.] HYMN XII. *4i
3 <c Here, (fays the kind redeeming Lord,
And ihews his wounded fide)
" See here the fpring of all our iovs,
" That open'd when I dy'd !"
4 [He fmiles and cheers my mournful heart,
And tells of all his pain:
" All this (fays he) I bore for thee;"
And then he fmiles again,]
5 What mail we pay our heav'nly King
For grace fo vaft as this ?
• He brings our pardon to our eyess
And feals it with a kifs.
6 [Let fuch amazing loves as thefe
Be founded all abroad;
Such favours are beyond degrees.
And worthy of a God.]
7 [To him that wafh'd us in his blood
Be everlaihng praife;
Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r.
Eternal as his days.]
HYMN XII. (L. M.)
The gofpel feajij Lukexiv. i6, &c. -
i [TjOW rich are thy provifions, Lord?
_ti Thy table furnimM from above !
The fruits of life o'erfpread the board,
The cup o'erflows with heav'nly love.
1 Thine ancient family, the Jews,
Were nrft invited to the fe.aft :
We humbly take what they refnfe,
And Gentiles thy falvation tafte.
3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame,
And help was far, -and death was nigh I
But at the gofpel-call we came
And ev'ry want receiv'd fupply.
24* HYMN Xlli. [Book III.
4 From the highway that leads to hell,
From paths of darknefs and defpair,
Lord, we are come with thee to dwell
Glad to enjoy thy prel'ence here.]
5 [What mall we pay th' eternal Son,
That left the heav'n of his abode,
And to this wretched earth came down,"*
To bring us wand'rers back to God ?
6 It coll him death to fave our lives ;
To buy our fouls it coll his own;
And all the unknown joys he gives,
Were bought with agonies unknown,
7 Our everlalting love is due
To him that ranfom'd Tinners loft;
And pity'd rebels, when he knew
.The vaft expeuce his love would coll.]
H Y M N XIII. (C. M.)
■Divine love making a feaft, and calling .'
guefts, Luke xiv. 17, 22, 23.
i T TOW fweet and awful is the place
-tJ. With Chrift within the doors,
While everlalting love difplays
The choiceft of her ftores !
& Here ev'ry bowel of our God
With foft companion rolls :
Here peace and pardon bought with blood,
Is food for dying fouls.
3 [While all our hearts and all our fongs
Join to admire the feall,
Each of us cry with thankful tongues,
" Lord, why was I a gueft?
4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice,
" And enter while there's room;
ct When thoufands make a wretched choice,
" And rather ftarve than com? r"
Book III.] HYMN XIV. 243
5 'Twas the fame love that fpread the feaft,
That fweetly forc'd us in ;
, Elfe we had ftill refus'd to tafte,
And perim'd in our fin.
6 [Pity the nations, O our God!
Conftrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the ftrangers home.
tj We long to fee thy churches full,
That all the chofen race
May with one voice, and heart, and foul,
Sing thy redeeming grace.]
HYMN XIV. (L. M.)
The fong of Simeon, Luke ii. 28 : cr, a fight
of Chrift makes death eafy.
j "VtOW have our hearts embraced our God,
IN We would forget all earthly charms5
And wifh to die, as Simeon wou'd,
With his young Saviour in his arms.
1 Our lips mould learn that joyful fong,
Were but our hearts prepar'd like his;
Our fouls ftill willing to be gone,
And at thy word depart in peace.
3 Here we have feen thy face, O Lord,
And vievv'd falvation with our eyes,
Tafted and felt the living. word,
The bread defcending from the fkies.
4 Thou haft prepar'd this dying Lamb,
Hall let his blood before our face,
To teach the terrors of thy name,
And lhew the wonders of thy grace.
5 He is our light; our morning-ftar
Shall mine on nations yet unknown;
The glory of thine Ifr'el here,
And joy of fpirits near thy throne*
-44 aiN XV. XVI. [Book I
H Y M N XV. (C. M.)
Our Lord Jefus at his own table.
i [HP HE mem'ry of our dying Lord
a a thankful tongue :
How rich he fpread his royal board,
And blefs'd the food, and fung :
% Happy the men that eat this bread;
But doubly blefs'd w5s he
That gentlYybow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith, the fame delights we tafte
As that great fav'rite did,
And fit and lean on Jems' breaft,
And take the heav'nly bread.]
4 Down from the palace of the fkies,
Hither the King defcends ;
'-' Come, my beloved, eat (he cries)
" And drink falvation, friends.
5 [" My flefli is food and phyfic too,
" A balm for all your pains:
" And the red ftreams of pardon flow
" From thefe my pierced veins."]
6 Hofanna to his bounteous love
For fuch a feaft below!
And yet he feeds his faints above
With nobler bleffings too.
7 [Come, the dear day, the glorious hour,
That brings our fouls to reft !
Then we lhall need thefe" types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly feaft.]
HYMN XVI. (CM.)
The agonies of Chrift.
I \j OW let our pains be all forgot,
LN Our hearts no more repine ;
Our fufFrings are not worth a thou;:!
When. Lord; cdmpar^i with thine
Bbkin.] HYMN XVIL 245
In lively figures here we fee
The bleeding Prince of Love ;
Each of ns hopes he dy'd for me,
And then our griefs remove.
[Our humble faith here takes his rife,
While Qttmg round his board ;
And back to Calvary the flies,
To view her groaning Lord.
His foul what agonies it felt
When his own God withdrew !
And the large load of all our guilt
. Lay heavy on him too !
But the divinity within
Supported him to bear:
Dying, he conquor'd hell and iiri,
And made his triumph there.]
Grace, wifdom, juftice join'd and wrought^
The wonders of that day:
No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought,
Can equal thanks repay.
r Our hymns mould found like tfc-ofe above,
Could we our voices raife ;
Yet Lord, our hearts fhall all be love,
And all our lives be praife.
HYMN XVII. (S. M.)
Incomparable food : or, the flejlj and Hood of
Chrift.
[flTE fing th' amazing deeds
\ V That grace divine performs ;
Th' eternal God comes down, and bleeds
To nourifh dying worm:
This faul-reviving wine,
Dear Saviour, 'tis thy blood :
We thank that facred ftefh of thine
For this immortal food.]
246 HYMN XVIII. [Book III
3 The banquet that we eat
Is made of h'eav'nly things !
Earth has no dainties half fo fweet
As our Redeemer brings.
4 In vain had Adam fought,
And iearch'd his garden round ;
Fur there was no fuch blefled fruit
In all that happy ground.
5 Th' angelic hoft above
Can never tafte this food ;
They feafl upon their Maker's love,
But not a Saviour's blood.
6 On us th' almighty Lord
Beitows this matchlefs grace,
And meets us with fome cheering word,
With pleafure in his face.
7 Come, all ye drooping faints,
And banquet with the King;
This wine will drown your fad complaints,
And tune your voice to fmg.
S Salvation to the name
Of our adored Chrift;
Thro' the wide earth his grace proclaim,
His glory in the high'ft.
J
HYMN XVIII. (L. M.)
The fame.
ESUS! we bow before thy feet :
Thy table is divinely ftor'd ;
Thy facred flefh our fouls have eat,
'Tis living bread, we thank thee, Lord!
And here we drink our Saviour's blood ;
We thank thee, Lord, 'tis gen'rous wine.
Mingled with love; the fountain flow'd
From that dear bleeding heart of thine.
ooklll.] HYMN XIX. 247
On earth is no fuch fweetnefs found,
For the Lamb's fiefh is heav'nly food :
In vain we fearch the globe around
For bread fo fine, or wine fo good.
. Carnal provisions can at bell
But cheer the heart, or warm the head :
But the rich cordial that we tafte
Gives life eternal to the dead.
Joy to the matter of the feaft;
His name our fouls for ever blefs ;
To God the King, and God the prieft,
A loud hofanna round the place.
lH Y M N XIX. (L. M.)
fary in the crofs : or, not afbamed cf Chrift
purified.
1 AT thy command, our deareft Lord,
-*"*>■ Here we attend thy dying feaft;
Thy blood like wine adorns thy board,
And thine own flelh feeds ev'ry gueft,
2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love,
And trufts for life m -one that dy'd ;
We hope for heav'nly crowns above,
From a Redeemer crucify'd.
3 Let the vain world pronounce it :hame,
And fling their fcandals on thy canfe;
We come to boaft our Saviour's name,
And make our triumphs in his crofs.
4 With joy we tel! the fcdffing age,
He that was dead has left his tomb,
He live,=i above their utmoff rage,
And we are waiting till he come.
248 HYMN XX. XXI. [Book l.
HYMN XX. {CM.)
The provifwn for the table of our Lon;: i
the tree if life, and river of love.
i T ORD, we ad frre thy bounteous hand,
JL-i And fing the folemn feaft,
Where fweet celeflial dainties il:
For ev'ry willing gueft.
2 [The tree of life adorns the board
With rich immortal. fruit,
And ne'er an angry flaming fvvord
To guard the parTage to't.
3 The cup Hands crown'd with living j
The fountain flows above,
And runs down dreaming for oar ufo^
' In rivulets of love,]
4 The food's prepared by heav'nly art,
The pleasures well refin'd ;
They fp'read new life thro7 ev'ry hea'i
And cheer the drooping mind.
5 Shout and proclaim the Saviour's lo\
Ye faints that tafte his v-
Join with your kindred >ve,
In loud hofannas join.
6 A thoufand glories to the G
That gives fuch joy as t
Hofanna ! let it found abroad,
And reach where Jefus is.
HYMN XXL (CM.)
The triumphal feaft for Cbrift'
and death, and h .
I [/""NOME, let us lift our h,
v_^ High as our joys a
And join the fongs above the iky,
Where pleafure never dies.
Book 111. j HYMN XXL 249
2 Jefus, the God that fought and bled,
And conquer' c! when he fell 5
That rofe, and at his chariot wheels
- Dragg'd all the pow'rs of hell.]
3 (Jefus, the God, invites us here
To this triumphal feaft,
And brings immortal blefiings down
For each redeemed gueft.]
4 The Lord ! how glorious is his face !
How kind his. ("miles appear!
And O ! what melting words he fays
To ev'ry humble car.1
5 " Lor you, the. children of my. love,
*' It was for you I cly'd ;
t£ Behold my hands, behold my feet,
" And look into my fide.
6 IC Thefe are the wounds for yon Ibore
(i The tokens of my pains,
" When I came cfown to free your foi
(i From mif^ry and :hai s.
7 [te~Juftice unftfeath'd its fiYy fword,
" And plu ng'd it in my hea
4i Infinite pangs for you-I bore,
" And moil torm
I " When hell aim all its fj
<c Stood drearl
To refcue tl
Ci I gave mv own awa-
lole < Lives < ours,
1 But while I bled, and groan'd and dy'd.
" I ruin'd Satan's thron
c High on my c/rofs I hung, and fpy'd
" The momler tumbling down.
" Nov/ yon muil triumph at my feaft,
" And tafte my flefh, my blood ;
nd live eternal ages Mefs'd,
'* F03 I."
2$o HYMN XXII. [Book II
11 Victorious God! what can we pay
For favours fo divine?
We would devote our hearts away
To be for ever thine.]
12 We give thee, Lord, our higheft praife,
The tribute of our tongues ;
But themes fo infinite as thefe
Exceed our nobleft fongs.
HYMN XXII. (I., M.)
The compajjion of a dying Chrift.
i •"vU R. fpirits join t' adore the Lamb ;
\_S O, tha> our feeble lips could move
In drains immortal as his name,
And melting as his dying love !
1 Was ever equal pity found ?
The prince of heav'n reiigns his breath,
And pours his life out on the ground,
To raufom guilty worms from death.
3 [Rebels, we broke our Maker's laws;
He from the threat'nings fet us free,
Bore the full veng'ance on his crofs,
And nail'd the curfcs to the tree.]
4 [The law proclaim^ no terror now,
And Sinai's thunder roars no more;
From all his wounds new blefiings flow,
A fea of joy without a more.
5 Here we have wam'd our deepeft ftains,
And heai'd our wounds with heav'nly blood;
Blefs'd fountain ! fpringing from the vains
Of Jems, our incarnate God.]
6 In vain our mortal voices flrive
To fpeak companion fo divine;
Had we a thoufand lives to give,
A thoufand lives 'fliould all be thine,
)ok III.] HYMN XXIII XXIV. 251
HYMN XXIII. (CM.)
Grace and glory by the death of Chrift.
[qI T T I N G around our Father's board,
O We raife our tuneful breath ;
Our faith beholds the dying Lord,.
And dooms our fins to death.]
We fee the blood of Jefus thed,
Whence all our pardons rife;
The firmer views th atonement made,
And loves the facrifice.
Thy cruel thorns, thy lhameful crofs
Procure us heav'nly crowns :
Our higheft gain.fprings from thy lofs ;
Our healing from thy wounds.
'4 O! 'tis impoilible that we
Who dwell in feeble clay,
Should equal fuft'rings bear for theef
Or equal thanks repay.
HYMN XXIV. (CM.)
Pardon and jlrength from Chrift.
FATHER, we wait to feel thy grace.
To fee thy glories mine ;
The Lord will his own table blefs,
And make the feaft divine.
1 We touch, we ta&e the heav'nly bread,
We drink the facred cup ;
With outward forms our fenfe is fed,
Our fouls rejoice in hope.
We ihali appear before the throne
Of our forgiving God,
Drefs'd in the garments of his Son,
And fprihkied with his blood.
H
»5» HYMN XXV. [Book III
4 We mail be ftrong to run the race,
And climb the upper iky;
(Thrift will provide our fouls with grace,
He bought a large fupply.
5 [Let us indulge a cheerful frame,
For joy becomes a feaft;
We love the mem'ry of his name
More than the wine we tafte.]
HYMN XXV. (CM.)
Divine glories and graces.
H'
Great God ! how bright they mine!
While at thy word we break the bread,
. And pour the flowing wine.
2 Here thy revenging juftice (lands,
And pleads its dreadful caufe;
Here faving mercy fpreads her hands,
Like jefus on the crofs.
3 Thy faints attend with ev'ry grace,
On this great facrifice;
And love appears with cheerful face,
And faith with fixed eyes.
4 Our hope in waiting pofture fits,
To heav'n directs her light;
Here ev'ry warmer paffion meets,
And warmer pow'rs unite.
5 Zeal and revenge perform their part,
And rifing fin deftroy:
Repentance comes with aching heart,
Yet not forbids the joy.
6 Dear Saviour, change our faith to fight,
Let tin for ever die;
Then mail our fouls be all delight,
And ev'ry tear be dry.
Book III.] HYMN XXVI. 253
I Cannot perfuade myfelf to put a full period
to thefe Divine Hjnpts, till I have addreffed
afpecial fong of glory to Gw the Father, the
Sob, and the Holy Spirit. Though the Latin
name of it, Gloria Petri, be retained in our
nation from the Ssmas church; and though
there may be fome exceffes of fuperftitious
honour paid to the words of it, which may
have wrought fome unhappy prejudices in
weaker Chriftians, yet I believe it ftill to be
one of the nobleit parts of Chriftian worlhip.
The fubject of it is the doctrine of the Trinity,
which is that peculiar glory of the divine na-
ture, that our Lord Jefits Chrift ha? fo clearly
revealed unto men, and is fo neceffary to true
Chriftianity. The action is praife, which is
one of the mod complete and exalted parts of
heavenly worfhip. I have caft the fong into a
variety of forms, and have fitted it by a plain
verhon, or a larger paraphrafe, to be lung
either alone, or at the eonclufion of another
Hymn I have added alfo a few ho f ami a?, or
afcriptions of faivation to Chrift in the fame
manner, and for the fame 'end,
DOXOLOGIES.
A fong of prai ever-Ueffed T
God the Father* Son, and Spirit.
H Y M N XXVI. (Til. L. M.)
i T5LE S S'D be the Father and his love,,
-&3 To whofe celeftia! fource we oT,ve
^vers of en Hfcfe jys above,
And rills of comfort here below.
H 2
254 HYMN XXVII. XXVIII. [Book IIL
a, Giory to thee, great Son of God,
From whofe dear wounded body rolls
A precious flream of vital blood,
Pardon and life for dying fouls.
3 We give thee, facred Spirit, praife,
Who in our hearts of fin and woe
Makes living fprings of grace arife,
And into boandlefs glory now.
4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore;
That fea of life and love unknown,
Without a bottom, or a more.
HYMN XXVII. (M. C. M.)
2 f-\ LORY to God the Father's name,
VJX Who, from our finful race
Chofe out his fav'rites to proclaim
The honours of hi
a Glory to God the Son be paid,
Who dwelt in hum
And, to redeem us from the dead,
Gave his own life away.
3 Glory to-God the Spirit
From whofe almighty poM
Our fouls their hexviily birth derive,
And blefs the happy ho'.'r.
4 Glory to God that reigns above,
Th' eternal Three ami I
Who by the wondc love
Has made his nature known.
HYMN XXVIII. (Til. S.M.)
t T ET God the Father live
1_^ For ever on our tongues :
Sinners from his nrft love derive
The ground of all their font .
Book III.] HYMN XXIX. XXX. 255
Ye fa!nts, employ your breath
In honour to the Son,
Who bought your fouls from hell and death,
By offVing up his own.
Give to the Spirit praife
Of an immortal ftrain,
Whofe light, and pow'r, and grace convey
Salvation down to men.
While God the Comforter
Reveals our pardon'd fin,
O may the blo»d and water bear
The fame record within.
To the great One and Three,
That feal this grace in heav'n,
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
Eternal glory giv'n.
,G'
HYMN XXIX. (IH.L.M.)
LORY to God the Trinity,
^/ Whofe name has myfteries unknowns
In effence One, in perfons Three ;
A focial nature, yet alone.
2 When all our nobleft pow'rs are join d
The honours of thy name to raiie,
Thy glories over-match our mind,
And angels faint beneath the praife.
HYMN XXX. (lid. CM.)
iHE God of mercy be ador'd,
Who calls our fouls from death ;
Who faves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath.
2. To praife the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit, all divine,
The One in Three, and Three in One,
Let faints and angels join.
(T
*5« HYMN XXXVI. [Hook III.
HYMN XXXI. (Hd. S. ft)
1 T E T God the Maker's name,
1-j Have honour, love, and fear ;
To God the Saviour pay the fame.,
And God the Comforter.
2 Father of lights above,
Thy mercy we adore;
The Son of thine eternal love
And Spirit of, thy pov/r.
HYMN XXXII. (Ild.L. M.)
TO God the Father, God the Son'
And God the Spirit Three in One,
Be honour, praife, and glory giv'a
By all on earth, and all in heav'n
HYMN XXXIII. Or thus :
ALL glory to thy wondrous name
Father of mercy, God of love;*
Thus we exalt the Lord the Lamb
And thus we praife the heav'niy Dove.
HYMN XXXIV. (IIId.C.M.)
NOW let the Father, and the Son.
And Spirit be ador'd,
Where there are works to make him known
Or faints to love the Lord.
HYMN XXXV. Or thus x
HONOU R to the Almighty Three
And evejrlafciag One;
All glory to the Father be,
The Spirit, and the Son.
HYMN XXXVI. (HId.S.M.)
YE angels round the throne.
And faints that dwell below
Worihip the Father, love the Son*
And blefs the Spirit too.
Jooklll.] HYMN XXXVIII. 257
HYMN XXXVII. Or thus :
GIVE to the Father praife,
Give glory to the Son,
And to the Spirit of his grace
Be equal honour done.
HYMN XXXVIII.
A fong of praife to the bleffed Trinity :
The lit as the cxlviiith Pfalm.
I Give immortal praife
To God the father's love,
For all my comforts here,
And better hopes above t
He fent his own
Eternal Son
To die for fins
That man had done.
To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory toe,
Who bought us with his blood
From everlafting woe;
And now he lives,
And now he reigns,
And fees the fruit
Of all his pains.
To God the Spirit's name
Immortal worfhip give,
Whofe new-creating pow'r
Makes the dead finner live ;
His work completes
The great defign,
And fills the foul
With joy divine.
258 HYMN XXXIX. [Book T
4 Almighty God ! to thee .
Be endlefs honours done,
The undivided Three,
And the myfterious One:
Where reafon fails
With all her pow'rs,
There faith prevails,
And love adores.
T
HYMN XXXIX.
The lid. as the cxlviiith Pfalm.
O him that chofe us firft,
Before the world began;
To him that bore the curie
To fave rebellious mans
To him that form'd
Our hearts anew,
Is endlefs praife
And glory due.
The Father's love mail run
Thro' our immortal fongs ;
We bring to God the Son
Hofannas on our tongues ;
Our lips addrefs
The, Spirit's name
With equal praife,
And zeal the fame.
Let ev'ry faint above,
And angel round the throne,,
For ever blefs and love
The facred Three in One:
Thus heav'n ihall raife
His honours high,
When earth and time
Grow old and die.
(Book III.] HYMN XLIIL 359
HYMN XL.
The IId.*s the cxlviiith Plain:.
TO God the Father's throne
Perpetual honours raife ;
iGlory to God the Son,
[To God the Spirit praife :
And while our lips
Their tribute bring,
Our faith adores
The name we fing.
H Y M N XLI. Or tbu
TO our eternal God,
The Father and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,
Three myrteries in One,
Salvation, pow'r,
And praife be giv'n,
By all on earth,
And all in heav'n.
The HO S ANN A: or, fdhation nfaibtd to
Chrift.
HYMN XLII. (L. M.)
1 "jjrOSANNA to king David's Son.
X.&. Who reigns on a fuperior throne ;
We blefs the Prince of heav'nly birth,
Who brings jfalvation down to earth,
2. Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age,
In this delightful work, engage,
Old men and babes in Sion ling
The growing glories of her King.
HYMN XLIII. (CM.)
3 IT OS ANN A to the Prince of Grace:
JTt Sion, behold thy King;
Proclaim the Son, of David's race.
And teach the babes to fing,
H *
i Go H Y M N XLlV, XLV. [Book II
x Hofanna to th' Incarnate Word,
Who from the Father came;
Afcribe falvation to the Lord,
With bleffings on his name.
HYMN XLIV. (S.M.)
3 TTfOS ANNA to the Son
jLjL of David and of God,
Who brought the news of pardon down,
And bought it with his blood.
2 To Chrift th' anointed King
Be endlefs bleffings giv'n :
Let the whole earth his glory fmg,
Who made our peace with heav'n.
HYMN XLV.
As the cxlviiith Pfalm.
3 ttOSANNA to the King
JLJ. Of David's ancient blood ;
Behold he comes to bring
Forgiving grace from God:
Let old and young
Attend his way,
And at his feet
Their honours lay.
5, Glory to God on high,
Salvation to the Lamb ;
Let earth, and fea, and fky,
His wondrous love proclaim.
Upon his head
Shall honours reft,
And ev'ry age
Pronounce him bleft,
AN
&A ff/.
To find anyHYMNbytheTITLE
or CONTENTS of it.
Note, The letters, a. b. c. hgnify the firfr,
fecond, and third book: the figures direft
to the hymn. If you find not what hymn
you feek under one word of the title, feek
it under another, or by fome word that is of
the fame fignification, though perhaps not
mentioned in the title of the hymn.
A.
AARON and Chrift, a. 145;. Mofes and
joihua, b. 124.
Abraham's bleffing on the Gentiles, a. 60, 113,
114, b. 134. offering his ion, a. 129.
Abfence and prefence of God, b. 93, 94, 100.
from God for ever, intolerable, b. 107.
Accefs to the throne, by a Mediator, b. 108.
Adam, his fall, a. 107. corrupt nature from
him, b. 128. the hrft and the fecond, a. 57,
124.
Adoption, a. 64, 143, and ele&ion, a. 54.
Advocate, fee Chrift's interceffion.
Affections inconftant, b. 20. unfanctified, b*
165.
Airlifted, Chrifl's companion to them, a. 125.
Afiliftions removed, a. 87. fubmkted to, a. 5,
129. b. 109. fupport and comfort under
them, b. 50, 65. and death under Pro-;
dence, a. 83.
Almoft chrift'ian, b, 158.
26z INDEX.
Angels finning, b. 24. fixanding-agf falling, b.
27. praife ye the Lord, to. *g pu n
and man faved, b. 96. 9^. tbOT minHtx? to
Chrift: and faints, b. 18, 112, 113.
Ambition, &c. b. 101.
Anger of God, fee Wrath, Vengeance, Kell.
Anfwer to the church's prayers, a. 3 c?.
Anti-Chrifr his ruin, a. 29, 56, 59. fee Ene-
mies.
Apoftate, b. 158.
Apoftles cominimon, a. 128.
Afcenfion and refurre&ion of Chri£, b. $6.
AfTiftance againfl: temptations, a- 1 '.
AiTurance of heaven, a. 27- b. 65. -
of Chrift, a. 14. b. 73. of faith, a.
Attributes, fee God.
Bi
BABYLON fallen, a. 56, 59. fee Enemies.
Backflidings and returns, h. 2---
Baptifm, a. 52. preaching ant? the Lord's fnp-
per, b. 141. and circnmcifion, a. 1
127, 134. burial with Chrift, a. 122.
Beatitudes, a. 102.
Believe and be faved, a. 100.
Believer baptized, a. 52, 122.
Birth, fir ft and fecond, a. 95, 99.
miracles at it, b. 136.
Blefted are the dcid In the Lord, a. iS. fo-
ciety in heaven, b. 33, 75.
BleiTednefs and bu&iefs of heaven, a. j
b. 8*5. only in God, b. 93, 94,
Bleffing of Abraham 011 the Gentiles, a. 113,
114. b. E34.
Blood and flcfti of Chrift is ourfood, c. 17,
18. the fcal of the New Teftamci
the Spirit and the water, e. 9.
Boafting excluded, a. </k
INDEX. 26$
Bodies frail, fee Life, Health, Flefh.
Book of God's decrees, b. 99.
Bread of life, is Chrift, c. 5.
Breathing towards heaven, b. 23.
BritainVGod praifed, b. 1. for deliverances,
b. 02.
Burial, b. 63, with Chrift in bapfifm, a. 122.
and death of a faint, b. 3.
C.
Ci ANA AN and heaven, b. 66, 124.
i Carnal joys parted with, b. io, 11. rea-
fou humbled, a. ir, 12.
Ceremonial, fee Law, Types, Prieft.
Chara&ers of the children of God, a. 14V of
Chrift, a. 146, 150. of bieifednefs, a. 102.
Charity and uncharitablenefs,_a. 126. and love,
a. 130, 133-
Children in the covenant of grace, a. 113, 114.
devoted to God, a. 121. b. 127.
Chrift, fee Lord, and Aaron, a. 149. and
Adam, a. 124. his afcenfion, b. 76. Beatific
fight of him, b. 75. Beloved, defcribed, a.
75. the bread of life, c. 5. his care of the
young and feeble, a. 125, 138. and the
church, feeding, finding, &c. fee Church.,
coming to judge, a. 61. his commiflion, b.
103, 104. Communion with him, a. 66,
71. and faints, a. 67, 76. c. 2. compared
to inanimate things, a, 146. his coronation
and efpoufals, a.. 72. his crofs, not to be
afhamed of, c. 19. crucified, God's wifdom,
and power, c. 10.
David's fon, a. 16, 50. his death caufed by
fin, b. 81. grace and glory by it, c. 23.
viftory and kingdom, b. 114. his. divine
nature, a. 2, 13, 92. b. 51. dwells in hea-
ven, vifits the earth, a. 76.
H 4
I
264 INDEX.
Enjoyment of him, b. 15, 16. his eternity,
a. 2, 92. example, b. 139. excellencies, a.
75. b. 47.
Faith and knowledge of him, a. 103. his flefh
and blood our food, c. 17, 18. found and
brought to the church, a. 71. history in
heaven, b. 91. God reconciled in him, b.
148. grace given us in him, a. 137. b. 40.
High Prieft and King, a. 61. his human and
divine nature, a. 2, 13, 16. humiliation and
exaltation, a. 1, 63, 141, 142. b. 5, 43, 81,
83, 84. c. 10, 16.
His incarnation, a. 3,13. intercefiion, b. 36,
37, 118. invitation to tinners, a. 127.
The King at his table, a. 66. his kingdom
among men a. 3, 21. knowledge and faith
in him, a. 103.
The Lamb of God, a. 1, 25, 62, 63. his love
to the church, a, 14, 77. under defertion,
b. 50. fhed abroad in the heart, a. 135. to
men, a. 92. lifted up, a. 112.
Miniftered to by angels, b. 112, 113. mira-
cles at the birth of (Thrift, b. 136. miracles
in his life, death, and refurredion, b. 137.
and Mofes, a. 118.
Names and titles, a. 147, 148, 149, 150. na-
tivity, a. 3, 13.
Obeyed or refitted, a. 93. his offices, a. 149,
150. b. 132.
Pardon and ftrength from him, c. 24. our
.paiTover, b. 155. his perfon glorious and
gracious, a. 75. b. 47. our phyfician, a.
112. his pity to the afflicted and tempted,
a. iz$- bis priefthood, a. 145. b. 118. his
prefence, fee Prefence. prophecies, and
types of him, b. 135. prophet, prieft, and
king, a. 25. b. 132. our prophet and
- readier, a. 93.
INDEX. a6$
Redemption, fee Redeem, rejected by the
Jews, a. 141. refurrection, b. 72, 76. is our
hope, a. 26. refurrection, life, and death
miraculous, b. 137. revealed to man, a. io»
to babes, a. 11, 12. righteoufnefs and
ftrength in him, a. 84, 85, 97, righteouf-
nefs valuable, a. 109.
His facrifice, b. 142. and intercemon, b. 118.
falvation, righteoufnefs and ftrength in him,
a. 15, 84, 85, 97, 98. our falsification, a.
97, 98. fatan at enmity, a. 107. faints in his
hand, a. 138. our fhepherd, a. 6j, 142. the
fubftance of the types, b. 12. lent by the
Father, a. 100. b. 103, 104. his fufferings,
c. 16. and godly forrow, b. 9, 106. and glo-
ry, a. 1, 62, 63. b. 43, 81, 83, 84. c. 10.
His titles and kingdom, a. 13. triumph over
our enemies, a. 28, 29. types and prophe-
cies of him, b. 135;.
Vi&ory over Satan, a. 58. b. 89. death and
hell, c. 21. unfeen and beloved, a. 108.
Wifdom of God, a. 92. our wifdom and right-
eoufnefs, a. 97, 98. worlhipped by the cre-
ation, a. 62.
Chriftian, fee Saints, Spiritual, &c. religion,
its excellency, b. 131. almoft, b. 158. vir-
tues, b. 161.
Church, fee Worship, Saints, Spiritual, its
fafety and protection, a. 8, 39. b. 64, 92.
its enemies llain by Chriit, a. 28, 29. con-
verfmg with Chrift, namely, feeking, find-
ing, calling, anfwering, a. 66—71. under
God's care, a. 66. efpoufals with Chrift, a.
72. beauty in the eyes of Chrift, a. 73. th,e
garden of Chrift, a. 74.
Circumciiion aboliihed, b. 134. and baptifm3
a. lit. b. 127.
Clothing fpiritual, a. 7, 40,
266 INDEX.
Comfort in the covenant with Chrift, b. 40J
reftored, b. y\. fee Pardon, in forrows of
mind and body, b. 50, 65.
Communion with Chrift and faints, a. 2. be-
tween Chrift and the church, a. 66—71. b.
Companion of a dying Chrift, c. 22. to the
afflifted, a. 125.
Complaint of a hard heart, b. 89, of defertion
and temptations, b. 163. of dulnefs, b. 34.
of indwelling fin, a. 115. of ingratitude,
b. 74. of (loth and negligence, b. 25, 32.
Condemnation by the law, a. 94.
Condefcenfion to our worihip, b. 45. affairs,
b. 46.
Confeflion and pardon, a. 131.
Confcieuce good, the pleafures of it, b. 57.
fecure, and awakened, a. 115.
Cohftancy in the gofpei, b. 4.
Contention and love, a. 130.
Conversion, a. 104. b. 159. the difficulty of it,
b. 161. delayed, a. 88— 91. the joy of hea-
ven,, a. ic 1.
Conviction of fin by the law, a. 94. 115. by
the crofs of Chrift, b. 81, p$.
Corrupt nature from Adam, a. 75, 107. b,
128, 159.
Covenant of prace, a. 9. children therein, a.
113, 114. feaied and (worn, a. 139. c. 3.
hope in it, a. 139. made with Chrift, our
con. fort. b. 40. of works, fee Law, Gofpei.
Covetoiffhefs, fee. a. 24. b. 56, 101.
age and conitaricy, a 14, 15, 48. b. 4, 65.
Creation, a. 92. b. 71, 147. new, b. 150. pre-
fervation, &c. of this world, b. 13.
Creatures praife the Lord, b. 71. love danger-
ous, b. 48. God above them, a. r6z. their
vani-y, b. 146.
INDEX. 267
Crofs of Chrift is our glory, c. 19. repentance
flowing from it, b. 106. falvation in it, b.
4. crucifixion to the world by it, c. 7.
Curfe and promife, a. 107.
Cuftom in fin, b. 160.
D.
DANGEPvS of our earthly pilgrimage, b.
53. of death and hell, b. 55. of love to
the creatures, b. 48.
Darknefs difpelled by (Thrift's prefence, b. 54.
of providence, b. 109.
Day of grace, and time of duty, a. 88. of
judgment, a. 45, 61, 65, 89, 90.
Dead in the Lord, their bleftednefs, a. 18. to
fin by the crofs of Chrift, a. 106,
Death, fee Chrift, and afflictions under pro-
vidence, a. 83. terrible to the unconverted,
a. 91. made eafy by the fight of Chrift, b.
31. c. 14. by a light of heaven, b. 66.
God's prefence in it, b. 49, 117. our fear
of it, b. 31. defnable, a. 19. b. 61. over-
come, a. 17. triumphed over, a. 6. b. no.
prepared for, a. 27. b. 63. of a (inner, a.
24. b. 2. and burial of a faint, a. 18. b. 3.
and eternity, b. 28. and glory, a. no. b.
61. and the refurredion, b. 3, 102, no. of
Mofes at God's command, b. 49'. dreadful
and delightful, b. 52.
Deceitfulneis of im,b. 150.
Decrees of God, a. 11, 12, 96, 117. b.. 99,
Deity of Chrift, a. 2, 13, 92. b. 51.
Delay of conversion, a. 88—91. b. 25, 32.
Delight in worihip, b. 14. in God, b. 42. in
eoHverfe with Chrift, b. 15, 16.
Deliverance from death and the grave, b. 3,
fee Enemies, Church, and fubmimon, a. 129.
from fpiritu^l enemies, a. 47. b. 6^ 82, in.
268 INDEX.
Dependence, fee Faith.
Defertion and temptation complained of, b.
163.
Deilre of (Thrift's prefence, b. ico. fee more
in Heaven, Chrift, Love, &c.
Defpair and preemption, a. ntj. b. 156, 157.
Devil vanquifhed, a. 58. fee Viftory.
Devotion fervent, defired, b. 34.
Difficulty of converfion, b. 161.
piftolution of this world, b. 13, 164.
"Difeafe, fee Sicknefs.
Diftemper, folly and madnefs of fin, b. 153.
Diftinguifliing love, a. 11, 12, 96, 117. b. 96,
Divine, fee God, Deity, &c.
Dominion of God, and our deliverance, b.
in. eternal, b. 67. over the fea, b. 7c.
Doubts and fears fuppreft, b. 73.
Doxologies, c. 26—45.
Dulnefs fpiritual, b. 25.
E.
EARTH, no reft on it, b. 146. and heaven,
b. 10, 11,53.
Effufion of the fpint, b. 144.
Election excludes boafting, a. 96. free, a. 11,
12, 54, 117. fee Decrees.
End of the world, b. 164.
Enemies of the church difappointed, b. 90,
92. falvation from them, b. 82, 88. tri-
umphed over by Chrift, a. 28, 29. fee
Church, Babylon, Michael.
Enjoyment of Chrift, b. 15, 16. fee Worfhip.
Enmity between Chrift and Satan, a- 107.
Envy and love, a. 130.
Efpoufals of the church to Chrift, a. 72.
Eftabliihment in grace, b. 82.
INDEX. 269
Eternity of God, b. 17. of his dominion, b.
67. and death, b. 28. fucceeding this life,
b. 55. fee Heaven, Death.
Evening and morning hymns, a. 79, 80, 81.
b. 6, 7, 8.
Exaltation, fee Chrift, Glory, Sufferings, &c.
Example of Chrift, b. 139. of faints, b. 140.
Excellency of the Christian religion, b. 131.
F.
FAITH in things unfeen, a. 120. b. 129.
and knowledge of Chrift, a. 103. love
and joy, a- 108. and unbelief, b. 125. liv-
ing and dead, a. 140. aflifted by fenfe, b.
141. its joy, b. 162. in Chrift our facrifice,
b. 142. and falvation, a. 100. of alTurance,
a. 103. and fight, a. 1 10. b. 145. triumph-
ing in Chrift, a. 14. for pardon and fan&i-
fication, b. 90. faith and reafon, b. 87, 109,
Faithfulnefs of God's proraifes, b. 40, 60, 69.
Fall of angels and men, b. 24. and recovery
of man, a. 107. b. 78.
Fears and doubts fuppreft, b. 7^.
Feaft of love, a. 68. of triumph, c. 21. of the
gofpel, a. 7. c. 12, 20. made, and guefts in-
vited, c. 13.
Fellowihip, fee Communion.
Fervency of devotion defired, b. 34.
Few faved, b. 158.
Flefh and blood of Chrift the belt food, c. 17,
18. our tabernacle, a. no. and fpirit, b.
143-
Food fpiritual, a. 7, 6yt 6S, 74. b. 15. fee
Feaft.
Folly and madnefs of fin, b. 153,
Forbearance, fee Patience/
Forgivenefs, fee Pardon.
Formality in worfhip, a. 136.
279 INDEX.
Frail, fee Life, Health, Forgetfulnefs, b. 165.
Frailty and folly, b. 32.
Free, fee Grace, Election.
Freedom from fin and mifery in heaven, b. 86.
Funeral thought, b. 61, 63. fee Death, Burial.
GARDEN of Chrift, is the church, a. 74.
Garment of falvation, a. 7, 20.
Gentiles, (Thrift revealed to them, a. 10, 13,
50. c. 13, 14. Abraham's bleffing on them,
a. 113, 114. b. 134.
Glorified martyrs and faints, a. 40, 41. body,
b. no.
Glory and death, a. no. b. 61. fee Heaven,
of God above our reafon, b. 87. of Chrift
in heaven, b. 96. fee Chrift. and grace by
the death of Chrift, c. 23. justification and
falsification, a. 3. to the Father, Son, and
Holy Ghoft, 26— 41. of God in the gofpel,
b. 126. and grace in the perfon of Chrift,
b. 47. and fufferings of Chrift, b. 43. fee
Sufferings.
Glory in the crofs of Chrift, c. 19.
God all and in all, b. 93, 94. his abfence, fee
Abfence. his attributes, b. 51, 166, 169.
♦ glorified by Chrift, b. 126. c. 10. the aven-
ger of his faints, b. 119.
Care of his church, a. 39. condefcenfion to
human affairs, b. 46. to our worfhip, b. 45.
the Creator and Redeemer, b. 35.
Our delight, b. 42. our defence, a. 47. domi-
nion over the fea, b. 70. dominion, and
our deliverance, b. 111. dwells with the
humble, a. 87.
Eternity, b. 17. eternal dominion, b. 6y. ever-
lafting abfence intolerable, b. 100, 107.
INDEX. 271
Far above his creatures, a. 82. the Father,
Son, and Spirit, c. 26—41. his faithfulnefs
to his promifes', b. 60, 69.
Glory and defence of Sion, b. 64. his glory
above our reafon, b. 87. his goodnefs, b.
58, 80. his grace, fee Grace, government
from him, b. 149. holinefs, juftice, and fo-
vereignty, a. 86.
Invifible, b. 26. incomprehenfible, b. 87, 170.
His kingdom fupreme, b. 115. his love in
fending his Son, a. ico.
And our neighbour loved, a. 116.
Our portion or chief good, b. 93, 94. his pow-
er, b. 80. and goodnefs, b. 6, 7, 8. his
praife, fee Praife. prefence in life, and at
death, b. 117. fee Prefence. preserver of
our lives, b. 6, 7, 8, 19. promife and truth
unchangeable, a. 159.
Sight of him weans us from earth, b. 41. fo-
vereign, b. 170.
Terrible Majefty, b. 22. and mercy, b. 8c. bis
truth, b. 60, 69.
Vengeance, b. 44, 62. Unity and Trinity, c.
26—41.
His word, a. 53. wrath and mercy, a. 42.
Goodnefs of God, b. 58, 74. fee Grace, and
power of God, a. 42. b. 80.
Gofpel feaft, c. 12. fee Grace, Feail. invita-
tion and provilion, a. 7. c. 20. times, their
bleiTednefs, a. 10. fee Scripture, gloriiies
God, b. 126. no liberty to fin, a. ic6, 132,
140. nor alhamed of it, a. 103. c. 19. and
lav/, a. 94. b. J20, 121, 124. finned- againft,
a. 118. its different fuccefs, a. no. b. 144.
miniftry, a. 10. atteited by miracles, a. 125.
b. 136, 137. its glorious efiefts, b. 138,
Government from God, b. 149.
%1% INDEX.
Grace and glory by the death of Chrift, c. 23.
of the fpirit, a. 102. converting, b. 159. in
exercife, c. 25. juftifies, a. 94. fanclifies and
faves, a. ill. not conveyed by parents, a.
99. all-fufficient in duty and fufferings, a.
15, 32, 104. given, in Chrift, a. 137. cove-
nant, a. 9. children in it, a. 113, 114. and
holinefs, a. 132. electing, a. 54. its free-
dom and fovereignty, a. 11, 12, 96, 117. b.
<)6y 97. and glory in the perfon of Chrift,
b. 47. adopting, a. 64. perfevering, a.
51. promifes, a. 7, 9. throne accefiible by
Chrift, b. 36, 37, ic8.
Gratitude for divine favours, b. 116.
Great Britain's God praifed, b. 1.
H.
HAPPINESS, fee Blefied, Heaven.
Hardnefs of heart, b. 98.
Hatred and love, a. 130.
Health preferved, b. 6, 7, 8, 19 reftored, a. 5 5.
Heaven and earth, b. 10, II, 53. and hell, a.
45. inviiible and holy, a. 105:. meditation
of it, b. 162. joy there for repenting finners,
a. 101. its bleflednefs and bufinefs, a. 40,
41. the hope of it our fupport, b. 65. its
profpeft makes death eafy, b. 66. worfhip
of it humble, b. 68. freedom from fin and
mifery there, b. 86. hoped for by Chrilt's
refurre'tion, a. 26. infured and prepared
for, a. 27. Chrift's dwelling place, a. 76.
b. 91. fight of God and Chrift there, b. 23.
- bleiled fociety there, b. 33. defired, b. 68.
Heavenly mindednefs, b. 57. joy on earth, b.
15,30,59.
Hell and death, b. 2. and judgment, a. 45. b.
62. or the vengeance of God, b. 22, 44. the
holy fear of it, b. 107.
INDEX. i>};.
Hezekiah's fong, a. 55.
Holy, fee Spirit.
Holinefs, fee Grace, Spiritual, Sanftification.
and fovereignty of God, a. 82, 86, and
grace, a. 132, 140. its characters, a. 102.
Honour vain, b. 101. to magiftrates, b. 149.
Hope of the living, a. 88. gives light and
ftrength, b. 129. in the covenant, a. 139.
of heaven by Chrift's refurreftion, a. 26. of
heaven our fupport under trials, b, 65. of
the refurreftion, b. 3, no.
Hofanna to Chrift, a. 16. c. 42. &c.
Human affairs condefcended to by God, b.
46". nature of Chrift, a 2, 3, 13, 60.
Humble, God's dwelling, a. 87. enlightened,
a. ir, 12, 50. worfhip of heaven, b. 68.
Humiliation, fee Chrift, Sufferings, &c. and
prayer public, a. 30.
Humility and pride, a. 127. and meeknefs, a.
102. in heaven, b. 68.
Hypocrify and fincerity, a. 136. hypocrite, or
almoft chriftian, b. 158.
L
JEALOUSY of our love to Chrift, a. 78.
Jefus, fee Lord, Chrift.
Jews, fee Mofes, Gofpel, Chrift, Gentiles.
Ignorance enlightened, a. n, 12.
Ignorance and unfruitfulnefs, b. 165.
Impenitence, b. 125.
Incarnation of Chrift, a. 2, 3, 13, 60.
Incomprehenfible God, b. 87. and invifibie.
Inconftancy of our love, b. 20.
Infant, fee Children.
Ingratitude complained of, b. 74.
Infpiration and phrophecy, b. 151.
Institution of the Lord's (upper, c. 1.
Infufficiency of felf-righteoufnefs, b. 154.
274 INDEX.
Interceffion of Chrift, b. 36, 37, 118.
Invitation of Chrift anfwered, a. 70. of the
gofpel, a. 79, 127. c. 13, 20.
John the Baptift's meftage, a. 50.
Jolhua, Aaron and Moles, b. 124.
Joy, faith and love, a. 108. of faith, b. 162.
carnal, parted with, b. 10, 11. heavenly
upon earth, a. 135. b. 30, 59. fpiritual, re-
ftored, b. 73. fee more in Delight, Comfort.
Judgment day, a. 45, 61, 65, 89, 90. and hell,
b. 62. Chrift coming to it, a. 61.
Juftice, &x. of God, a. 86.
Justification, a. 14. fee Pardon, by faith not
by works, a. 94, 109. fanctification, a. 7,
20, 84, b. 90. and glory, a. 3.
K.
KINGDOM and titles of Chrift, a. 13. of
Chrift among men, a. 21, 65. of God
eternal, b. 68. fupreme, b. 115.
Knowledge and faith in Chrift, a. 103. faving,
from God, a. n, 12, 93.
L.
LAMB that was flain, a. 1, 25;, 62. fee
Chrift
Law convinces of fin, a. 115. condemns, a.
94. and gofpel, b. 120, 121, 124. and gof-
pel finned againft, a. 118.
Levitical priefthood fulfilled in Chrift, b. 12.
Life frail, and fucceeding eternity, b. 55. pre-
ferved, b. 6, 7, 8, 19. fhort, frail, miferable,
a. 82. b. 39, 58. the day of grace and hope
a. 88.
Light and falvation by Jefus Chrift, a. 50. in
darknefs by the prefence of God, b. 54.
given to the blind, a. 11, 12.
Long fufferance, fee Patience.
INDEX. 27?
Lord Jefus at his own table, a. 66. c. 15. flip-
per, preaching, and baptifm, b. 141. flip-
per instituted, c. 1. da), a. 72. delightful,
b. 14. table provided for, c. 20. fee more
in Chrift.
Love of Chrift unchangeable, a. 14, 39, Ihed
abroad in the heart, a. 135. its banquet, a.
68. c. 13. of Chrift in words and deeds, a.
77. of Chrift its ftrength, a. 78 nnfeen, a.
108. to Chrift, b. ico." to God pleafant and
powerful, b. 38. and hatred, a. 130. faith
and joy, a. 108. and charity, a. 133. of
God in fending his Son, a. ico. b. 103, 104.
to God and our neighbour, a. .116. religion
vain without it, a. 134. peace and meek-
^iefs, a. 102. of Chrift dying, c. 4, 22. to
God inconftant, b. 20. to the creatures,
dangerous, b. 48. diftmguifhing, a. 11, 12,
b. 96, 97.
M.
MADNESS, folly, and diftemper of fiirj
b. ,'53.
Magistrates honoured, b. 149.
Majeity of God terrible, b. 22, 62.
Malice and love,*a. 130.
Man faved, and angels punifhed, b. 96, 97,
mortal and vain, a. 82. his fall and recover
ry, a. 107.
Martyrdom, a. 14. b. 4.
Martyrs glorified, a. 40, 41.
Mary the virgin's fong, a. 6c*
Mediator the way to the throne of grace, b«
108.
Meditation of heaven, b. 162. and retirement^
b. 122.
Memory weak, b. 16^.
Memorial of our abfent Lord, c. 6.
276 INDEX.
Mercies national, b. i, in. fee Grace, Wrath,
Thanks.
MetTiah born, a. 60. come, b. 12.
Michael's war with the dragon, a. 58.
Minister's commifiion, a. 128.
Miniftry of angels, b. 18. of the gofpel, a. 10.
Mifery and fin baniihed from heaven, b. 86.
and (hortnefs of life, b. 39. without God
in the world, b. 56. of finners, fee Sinner,
Death, Hell.
Morning and evening fongs, a. 79, 80, 81. b.
6,7,8.
Mortality and vanity of man, a. 82.
Mortification to the world by the fight of God,
b. 41. by the crofs of Chrift, b. 106. c. 7.
Mofes and (Thrift, a. 49, 118.
Mofes dying, b. 49. Aaron and Joftma,b. 124.
Mourning, fee Complaint, Repentance.
Myfteries revealed, a. 11, 12.
N'
N.
in.
Nativity of Chrift, a. 2, 3, 13.
Nature and grace, a. 104. corrupt from Adam,
a. 57. b. 128, 159.
Neighbour and God loved, a. 116.
New, covenant fealed, c. 3. promifes, a. 7.
fong, a. 1. creature, a. 9. teftament in the
blood of Chrift, c. 3. creation, a. 95. b.
130. birth, a. 95.
November 5th, a fong of praife, b. 92.
O.
OBEDIENCE evangelical, a. 140, 143.
Old age, and death of the unconverted,
a. 91.
Offence not to be given, a. 126.
INDEX. 277
Offices and operations of the HolyJSpririt, hi
133. and of Chrift, a. 146—150. b. 132.
Olive tree, the wild and good, a. 114.
Ordinances, fee Worlhip, Lord's Supper.
Original fin, a. 57. fee Adam, Nature.
PAINS, comfort under them, b. 50.
Paradife on earth, b. 30, 59.
Pardon, a fufficiency of it, b. 85, and confei-
fion, a. 131. and ftrength from Chrift, c. 24.
bought at a dear price, c. 4. and fanclifica-
tion by faith, a. 9. b. 90. brought to our
fenfes, c. 11.
Parents and children, a. 113, 114. convey not
grace, a. 99.
Fafltbver, Chrift is ours, b. 155.
Paiiion, fee Chrift, Sufferings, Anger, Love.
Patience under afHiclions, a. 5, 129. b. 109.
of God producing repentance, b. 74, 105.
Peace of confcience, b. 57. and contention, a.
130. fee Comfort, Joy.
Perfections of God, b. 166—169.
Perfevering Grace, a. 26, 32, 48, 51, 138.
Perfon of Chrift glorious and gracious, a. 75.
Perfecution, courage under it, a. 14.
Pharifee and publican, a. 131.
Pilgrimage of the faints, b. 55.
Pleafure of a good confcience, b. $j. of reli-
gion, b. 30, zq. finful forfaken, b. 10, n.
their vanity and danger, b. 101.
Poverty of fpirit, a. 102, 127.
Power of God, a. 86. and wifdom in Chrift
crucified, b. 126. c. 10. and goodnefs of
God awful, a. 42. b. 80.
%jB INDEX.
Praife imperfect on earth, b. >. for daily pro-
tection and prefervation, b. 6, 7, 8. from
angels, b. 27. from the creation, b. 71. to
the Redeemer, b. 5, 21, 29, 35, 78. to the
Trinity, c. 26—41. for creation and re-
demption, b. 35:
Prayer and praife, a. I. for deliverance, an-
lwered, a. 30.
Preaching, bapyfm, and the Lord's fupper,
b. 141.
Predeftination, fee Election.
Preparation for death, a. 27. fee Death.
Preemption and defpair, a. 115. b. 156, 157.
Prtfence of God in worfhip, b. 45. light in
darknefs, b. 54. in death, a. 19. b. 31, 49.
c. 14. in life and death, b. 117. or abfence
of (Thrift, b. 50. of Chrift in wonhip, a. 66.
b. 15, 16. c. 15. of God our life, b. 9
100.
Prefervation of this world, b. 13. of ©ur
graces, a. 51. of our lives, b. 6, 7, 8, 19.
Pride ami humility, a. 11, 12, 127.
Priefthood levitical ending in Chrift, b. :;. of
Chrift, b. 118.
Prodigal repenting, a. 123.
Profit and unprofitablenefs, a. 118. b. 165.
Promifed IVfeffiah born, a. 60, 107.
Promifes of the covenant, a. 9, 39, 107. fee
Scripture, and truth of God unchangeable,
a. 139. our fecurity, b. 40, 60, 69.
Prophecies and types of Chrift, b. 135. and
infpiratlon, b. 1 51,
Profperity and adverfity, a. 5. vain, b. 56, ici.
Protection from fpiritual enemies, b. 82. of
the church, a. 8, 22, 23. fee Church.
Providence, b. 46. executed by Chrift, a. I.
over afflictions and death, a. 8}. its dark-
nefs, b. 109. profperous and afflictive, a. ".
INDEX. 279
Provilions, fee Gofpel, Lord's Table.
Public Ordinances, fee Worihip.
Publican and Pharifee, a. 131.
Puniihment for fin, fee Hell, a. 100, 118.
R.
RACE, chriflian, a. 48. b. 53.
Reafon, feeble, b. 87. carnal, humbled,
a. 11, 12.
Recovery from ficknefs, a. 55.
Reconciliation to God in Chrift, b. 148.
Redemption in Chrift, a. 97, 98. b. 78. and
protection, b. 82. by price, c. 4. and by
power, b. 29. fee Chrift.
Regeneration, a. 95. b. 130. fee Eleciion9
Adoption, Sandification.
Religion neglected, b. 32. vain without love,
a. 134. chriftianity, the excellency of it,
b. 131. revealed, fee Gofpel, Scripture.
Remembrance of Chrift, c. 6.
Repenting prodigal, a. 1.23.
Repentance from God's goodnefs and patience,
b. 74, 105. and humiliation, a. 87. at the
crofs of Chrift, b. 9, 106. and impenitence,
b. 125. gives joy to heaven, a. 101.
Refignation, fee Submifiion.
Refurre&ion, a. 6. b. 102, no. fee Death,
Chrift, Heaven.
Retirement and meditation, b. 122.
Returns and backilidings, b. 20.
Revelation of Chrift, fee Gentile, Gofpel.
Revenge and love, a. 130.
Rich tinner dying, a. 24. b. 56.
Riches their vanity, b. $6y 101.
Righteoufnefs and ftrength in Chrift, a. 84,
85, gjj 98. of Chrift valuable, a. 109. our
robe, a. 7, 20, and felf righteoufnefs, a.
131. our own infufficient, b, 154.
I N D
S.
SABBATH delightful, b. 14.
Sacrament, fee Baptifm, Lord's Supper.
Sacrifice of Chrift, b. 142. and interceflion, b.
118.
Safety of the church, a. 8. b. 64, 92.
Saints, fee Church, Spiritual. God their aven-
ger, b. 115. and hypocrites, a. 136, 140.
their example, b. 140. characters of them,
a. 143. in the hand of Chrift, a. 138. fecu-
rity, b. 64. beloved in Chrift, a. 54. adopted,
a. 64. death and burial, b. 3. in glory, a.
40, 41. communion, c. z.
Salvation, b. 88. of the word of finners, a.
104. by grace, a. in. in Chrift, a. 137. fee
Chrift, Crofs, Grace, Heaven, Light, Re-
deem, Righteoufnefs.
Sanclification, j unification, and glory, a. 3.
and pardon, a. 9. through faith, b. 90.
Satan and Chrift at enmity, a. 107. his various
temptations, b. 156, 157. conquered by
Chrift, b. 89. fee Devil.
Scripture, a. 53. b. 119. fee Gofpel.
Sea under the dominion of God, b. jo.
Sealing and witneffing fpirit, a. 144.
Secure and awakened finner, a. 115.
Security in the promifes, b. 40, 6o, 69.
Seeking after Chrift, a. 6j, 71.
Self-righteoufnefs, a, 131. inefficient, b. 154.
Senfe aflifting our faith, b. 141.
Senfual delights dangerous, b. 10, II, 48.
Serpent brazen, a. 112.
Shepherd, Chrift and his paftures, a. 67.
Shortnefs, frailty and mifery of life, b. 32,
39, 58.
Sicknefs and recovery, a. 5?.
I N T> E X. 281
Sight of God mortifies us to the world, b. 41.
of Chrift beatific, b. 16, 75;. 3nd faith, no,
120. b. 129, 145. of Chriit makes death
eafy, c. 14;
Simeon's fohg, a. 19. c. 14,
Sinai and Sion, b. 152.
Sincerity and hypocrify, a. 136.
Sin the cauie of ChrifVs death, b. 81. and mi-
fery baniihed from heaven, a. 105. b. 86*
original, a. 57. pardoned and fubdued, a. 9,
104. b. 90. indwelling, a. 115. its power,
3. 115. b. 86. the ruin of angels and men,
b. 24. cuftom in it, b. 160. folly, madnefs,
and diftemper of it, b. 153. conviftion of it
by the law, a. 115. againfr the law and gof-
pel, a. 118. crucified, a. 106. deceitfulnefs
of it, b. 150.
Sinning and repenting, b. 20.
Sinful pleafures forfaken, b. 10, It.
Sinner, the vileft faved, a. #34. and faints
death, b. 2, 3, 52. invited to Chrift, a. 127.
excluded heaven, a. 104, 105. his death
terrible, a. 91. fe. 2.
Sloth fpi ritual complained of, b. 25.
Society in heaven blefTed, b. 53.
Son equal with the Father, b. 51. fee Chrift.
Sons of God, a. 64, 143. eleft and new-born,
a. 54.
Son? of angels, a. 3. of Simeon, a. 19. c. 14,
of Zechariah, a. 50. of Mofes and the Lamb,
a. 49, 56. of Hezekiah, a. 55. of Solomon
paraphrafed, a. 66—78. of the Virgin Ma-
ry, a. 60. for November 5th, b. 92.
Sorrow, fee Repentance, comfort under it,
b. 50, 60, 69. for the dead, relieved, b. 3.
Sovereignty, a. 86. fee Grace, Election, God.
Soul feparate, fee Death, Heaven, Hell.
2,Sz INDEX.
Spirit breathed after, a. 74. b. 34. water and
blood, c. 9. his offices, b. 133. witneffing
and fealing, a. 144. its fruits, a. 102.
Spiritual enemies, deliverance, a. 47. b. 65,
82. warfare, b. 77. pilgrimage, b. 53. ap-
parel, a. 7, 20. race, a. 4K. flot'h and dulnefs,
b. 25, 34. joy, b. 73, 75. meat, drink, and
clothing, a. 7. foocj, fee Feafh
State of nature and grace, a. 104.
Storm, fee Thunder.
Strength from heaven, a. 15,32,48. righte-
oufnefs and pardon in (Thrift, a. 84, 85. c.
24.
Submiffion and deliverance, a. 129. to afflic-
tions, a. 5. b. 109.
Succefs of the gofpel, a. 11, 12, 129. b. 144.
Sufferings for Chrift, a. 102. fee Chrift.
Supper of the Lord inftituted, c. 1. Baptifia
and preaching, b. 141.
Support under trials b. 50, 65.
Sjmpathy of Chrift, a. 125.
T.
TA B LE of the Lord, fee Lord.
Temptations, hope under them, a. 139,
of the world, b. 101. of the Devi), b. 65,
156, 157. and defertion complained of, b.
163.
Tempted, Chrift's companion to them, a. 125.
Terrors of death to the unconverted, a. 91.
Teftament new in the blood of Chrift, c. 3.
Thankfgiving for victory, b. in. for mercies,
b. 116. national, b. 1.
Throne of grace, fee Grace.
Thunderer, God, b. 62.
Time redeemed, a. 88. ours, and eternity
God's, b 67.
Tree of jife, c. 8. Ad river of love, c 20.
INDEX. 283
Trinity praifed, c. 26—41.
Tr.als on earth, and hope of heaven, b. 65.
Triumph over death, a. 6. b. no. ot faith in
Ciurift, a. 14. at a feaft, c. 21. of Chaff
over our enemies, a. 28.
Truft, fee Faith.
Truth and promifes of God unchangeable, a.
139. b. 6d, 69.
Types, b. 12. and prophecies of (Thrift, b. 135.
V.
VAIN profperity, b. 56, 101.
-Value of Chriit and his righteoufnefs, a0
109.
Vanity and mortality of man, a. 82. of youth
a. 89, 90. of the creatures , b. 146.
Victory, a thanksgiving for it, b. in. over
death, a. 17. fin and forrow, a. 14. of
Ciirift, over fatan, a. 58. b. 89. fee Enemies.
Virtues chiiiiian, b. 161. fee Holinefs, Love,
Saint. Spiritual.
Unbelief and faith, a. 100. b. ii>. puiii(hed?
a. 11S.
UAcharirablenefs and charity, a. 126.
Unconverted irate, b. .159. death terrible to
them, a. 91.
Unlruitfulnefs, b. 165.
Unfan&ifie'd affections, b. 165.
Unfeen things, faith in them, a. 12c.
W.
TI7 A XDERING affections, b. 20,
VV thoughts in worfhip, a. 136.
Warfare chriftian, b. 77.
"Water, the Spirit, and the blood, c. 9.
Weak faints encouraged by Chriit, a. 125. by
the church, a. 126.
Weaknefs our own, and Chrift our Strength a.
aS4 INDEX,
Wifdom and power of God in (Thrift cruci-
fied, c. io. carnal humbled, a. n, 12.
Witneffing and fealing fpirit, a. 144.
Word of God, a. 53. preached, a. 10, 119.
fee Gofpel, Scripture.
World, crucifixion to it by the crofs, c. 7.
the temptations of it, b. 101. its end, b. 164.
mortification to it by the fight of God, b.
41. its creation, b. 147. prefer vat ron, b. 13.
Worlhip of heaven humble, b. 63. profitable,
b. 123. condefcended to by God, b. 45.
(Thrift prefent at it, a. 66. b. 15, 16. c. 15.
accepted thro' Chrift, b. 36, 37. formality
in it, a. 136. delightful, b. 14, 15, 16, 42.
Wrath and mercy of God, a. 42. b. 80. fee
God, Hell.
Y
Y.
OKE of Chrift eafy, a. 127.
Youth, its vanities, a. 89, 90. advifed,
a. 91.
Z.
ZACHARIAH's fong, and John's metfage,
a. 50.
2eal in the chriftian race, a. 48. b. 129. and
iovc, a. 14. fur the gofpel, a. 103. b. 4. the
want of it, b. 25. agamit fin, b. 106. foi
God, b. 116.
Zion, her glory and defence, b. 64. fee
Church.
,BLE
TABLE
TO FIND ANY HYMN BY THE FIRST LlNE.
A. Page.
ADORE and tremble for our God 26
Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 112
All glory to thy wondrous name 256
All mortal vanities be gone 17
And are we wretches yet alive 186
And mu ft this body die 1S9
And now the fcales have left mine eyes 167
Arife, my foul, my joyful powers 168
As new-born babes defire the breaft 93
At thy command, our deareft Lord 247
Attend while God's exalted Sor: 202
Awake, my heart, arife my tongue 15
Awake, our fouls, away our fears ' 28
Away from ev'ry mortal care 19S
B.
BACKWARD with humble fhame we
look 34
Begin, my tongue, feme heav'nly theme 1^7
Behold how finners difagree 86
Behold the blind their fight receive 206
Behold the glories of the Lamb I
Behold the grace appears 3
Behold the potter and the clay 76
Behold the rofe of Sharon here 42
Behold the woman's promis'd feed 205
Behold the wretch whofe luft and wine 80
Behold what wondrous grace 39
Blefs'd are the humble fouls that fee 67
Blefs'd be the everiafting God 19
Blcfs'd be the Father and his love 255
Blefs'd is the man whofe cautious feet 3*
Blefs'd morning ! whofe young dawning
ray 6 160
aSo A T A B L E
Elefs'd witli the joys of innocence
Blood has a voice to pierce the fkies 195
Bright king of glory, dreadful God 142
Broad is the road that leads to death 221
Bury'd in lliadows of the night 64
But few among the carnal wile 63
C;
CAN creatures to perfection find 230
Chrift and his crofs is all our theme 78
Come, ail harmonious tongues 169
Come, deareft Lord, defcencl and dwell 88
Come, happy fouls, approach your God 184
Come hither all ye weary fouls 83
Come, holy Spirit heav'nly Dove 131
Come, let us join a joyful tune 23;
Come, let us join our cheerful fongs 38
Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 188
Come, let us lift our voices high 248
Come, we that love the Lord 128
D.
DAughters of Sion, come, behold 46
Dear Lord, behold our fore dillrcfs 224
Dearer! of all the names above 214
Death cannot make our fouls afraid 141
Death may difTolve my body now
Death ! 'tis a melancholy day
DeceivYi by fubtle mares of hell 70
Deep in the diiil before thy throne
I)efcend from heav'n, immortal Dove i--'-
Do we not know that folemn word
Down headlong from their native Ikies 170
Dread fov'reign let my ev'ning fong 11 1
E.
ERE the blue heav'ns were ftretch'd
abroad
Eternal fov'reign of the iky 215
Eternal Spirit, we confefs
To find any HYMN. 287
F.
FA I T H is the brighted evidence 78
Far from my thoughts vain world
begone " 116
Father, I long, I faint, to fee 156
Father, we wait to feel thy grace 251
Firm and unraov'd are they 17
Firm as the earth thy gofpel ftands 90
From heav'n the finning angels fell 180
From thee, my God, my joys lhall rife 162
G.
GlENTILES by nature, we belong 74
r Give me the wings of faith to rife 208
Give to the Father praife 297
Glory to God the Triaity 255
Glory to God that walks the fky 149
Glory to God the Father's name 254
God is a fpirit juft and wife 88
God of the morning, at whofe voice 52
God of the feas thy thund'ring voice 1^8
God, the eternal awful name 125
God, who in various methods told 32
Go preach my gofpel, faith the Lord
Go worihip at Immanuei's feet
Great God, how infinite art thou 1 j£
Great God, I own thy fentence juft
Great God, thy glories lhall employ 227
Great God to what a glorious height 191
Great king of glory and of grace 221
Great was the day, the joy was great 211
H.
HAD I the tongues of Greeks and
Jews 87
Happy the church, thou facred place " 153
Happy the heart where graces reign 13^
Hark' from the tombs a doleful found 153
Hark! the Redeemer from on high 44
28S A T A B L E
Hear what the voice from heav'n pro-
claims 14
Hence from my foul, fad thoughts, be gone 161
Here at thy crofs, my flying God 109
High as the heav'ns above the ground 193
High on a hiil of dazzling light u8
Honour to the Almighty Three 256
Hofanna, &c. 259
Hofanna to our conqu'ring King 173
Hofanna to the Prince of Light 163
Hofanna to the Royal Son 13
Hofanna with a cheerful found in
How are thy glories here difplay'd 252
How beauteous are their feet 9
How can I fink with fuch a prop 194
How condefcending and how kind 234
How full of anguifh is the thought - 182
How heavy is the night 64
How honourable is the place 6
How large the promife, how divine 74
How oft have fin and Satan drove 90
How rich are thy provifions, Lord 241
How fad our ftate by nature is 173
How mall I praife th' eternal God 226
How fhort and hafty is our life 129
How mould the fons of Adam's race 57
How ftrong thine arm is, mighty God 28
How fweet and awful is the place 242
How vain are all things here below 140
How wondrous great, how glorious bright 171
I.
I Cannot bear thine abfence, Lord, 194
I give immortal praife 257
I hate the tempter and his charms 219
I lift my banner, faith the Lord 21
I love the windows of thy grace 212
I'm not alham'd to own my "Lord 63
To find any HYMN. 289
I fend the joys of earth away 114
I fing my Saviour's wondrous death 192
Jehovah fpeaks, let Ifr'el hear 55
Jehovah reigns, his throne is high 229
Jefus, in thee our eyes behold 95
Jefus invites his faints 233
Jefus is^one above the ikies 236
Jefus, the man of connVnt ;^rief 10
Jefus, we blefs thy Father's name 32
Jefus, we how before thy feet 246
Jefus, with all thy faints above 227
In Gabriel's hand a mighty ftone 36
In thine own ways, O God of love 22
In vain the wealthy mortals toil 17
In vain we laviih out our lives 7
Infinite grief ! amazing woe 178
Join all the glorious names 102
Join all the names of love and pow'r 201
Is this the kind return 161
K.
I ND is the fpeech of (Thrift our
Lord 46
K
LADEN with guilt and full of fears 195
Let all our tongues be one 238
Let everlafting glories crown 203
Let ev'ry mortal ear attend 5
Let God the Father live 254
Let him embrace my foul and prove 41
Let God the Maker's name 256
Let me but hear my Saviour fay 12
Let mortal tongues attempt to fing 35
Let others boarc how fcrong they be 119
Let pharifees of high efteem 87
Let the old heathens tune their fong 121
Let the feventh angel found on high 4°
Let the whole race of creatures lie i3.T
igo A T A B L E
Let <-Ke wild leopards of the wood 222
Let them negle_a thy glory, Lord 132
Let us adore th' eternal word 235
Life and immortal joys are eiv'n 199
Life is the time 'o ferve the Lord 58
Lift up von." eyes to th' heav'nly feats 133
Like (heep we wen1- ailray ^J flt$S IP
Lo the deftroyiiig angel flies * 219
Lo the young tribes of Adam rife 60
Lo what a glorious fight appears 16
Lo whar an entertaining fight 27
Long have I fat beneath the found 226
Look, graeious (-rod, how num'rous they 28
Lord, at thy temple we appear 14
Lord, how divine thy con forts are 240
Lord, how fecure and Mefs'd are they 148
Lord, how fecure my confcieuce was 75
Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand 248
Lord, we adore thy vaft defigns 189
Lord, we are blind, we mortals blind 125
Lord, we confefs our num'rous faults 72
Lord, what a heav'n of faving grace 117
Lord, what a thoughtlefs Wretch was I 23
Lord, what a wretched land is this 144
Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll 109
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 28
M.
MAN has a foul of vaft defires 212
Mittaken fouls that dream of
heav'n 91
My dear Redeemer and my Lord 208
My drowfy pow'rs, why ileep ye fo 124
Mv God, how endlefs is thy love 54
My God, my life, my love 1 76
My God, my portion and my love 177
My GoH, permit me not to be 197
My God, the fpring of all my joys 145
To find any HYMN.
My God, what endlefs pleafures dwell r 36
My heart, how dreadful hard it is 18a
My Saviour God, my fov'reign prince 209
My foul come meditate the day 1^1
My foul forfak.es her vain delight 113
My thoughts on awful fubjecTS roll 107
My thoughts furmount thefe lower- ikies 224
N.
NAKED as from the earth we came 4
Nature with ail her pow'rs fhall ling 106
Nature with open volume Hands 240
No, I'll repine at death no more 184
No, I fhall envy them no more 147
No more, my God, I boaft no more 71
Nor eye hath feen, nor ear has heard 69
Not all the blood of beaits 210
Not all the outward forms on earth 63
Not different food nor different drefs 83
Not from the duff affliction grows 55
Not the malicious or profane 68
Not to condemn the fons of men 66
Not to the terrors of the Lord 216
Not with our mortal eyes 71
Now be the God of Ifr'el bleft 29
Now by the bowels of my God 85
Now for a tune of lofty praife 137
Now have our hearts embrac'd our God 243
Now in the galleries of his grace 50
Now in the heat of youthful blood 6c
Now let a fpacious world arife 213
Now let our pains be all forgot 244
Now let the Father and the Son 256
Now let the Lord my Saviour fmile 142
Now Satan comes with dreadful roar 220
Now fhall my inward joys arife 23
Now to the Lord a noble long 340
Now to the Lord that makes us know f
I l
2QZ A TABLE
Now to the power of God fupreme 89
O.
OFor an overcoming faith 13
Oh ! if my fou! were form'd for woe 1H6
Oh! the almighty Lord 166
Oh! the delights, the heav'nly joys 174
Often I feek my Lord by night 45
Once more, my foul, the riling day HO
Our days, alas! our mortal days 134
Our God, how firm his promile ftands 135
Our fins, aias! how ftrong they be 171
Our fouls mall magnify the Lord 36
Our fpirits join t' adore the Lamb 250
P.
I^LUNG'D in a gulph of dark defpair 16$
' Praife, everlafting praife be paid 150
R.
RAISE thee, my foul, fly up and run 130
Raife your triumphant fongs 185
Rile, rife, my foul, and leave the ground 11&
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SAINTS at your heav'nly Father's word £4
Salvation! O the joyful found 172
See where the grea.t incarnate God 27
Shall the vile race of fleili and blood 54
Shall we go on to fin 69
Shall wifdom cry aloud 61
Shine, mighty God, on Britain mine 17
Shout to the Lord, and let our joys 175
Sin has a thoufand treacherous arts 215
Sin like a venomous difeafe 217
Sing 10 the Lord that built the fkies 115
Sing to the Lord with joyful voice 27
Sing to the Lord, ye heav'nly hofts 152
Sitting around our father's board 251
So did the Hebrew prophet raife 73
To find any HYMN. 293
So let our lips and lives exprefs 86
Stand up, my foul, make off thy fears 164
Stoop down, my thoughts, that ufe to rife 126
Strait is the way, the door is ftrait 223
T.
TERRIBLE God, that reign'ft on high in
That awful day will furely come 187
Thee we adore, eternal name 146
The glories of my maker God 159
The God of mercy be ador'd 255
The King of Glory fends his Son 206
The lands that long in darknefs lay H
The law by Mofes came 77
The law commands and makes us know 197
The Lord declares his will 196
The Lord defcending from above 200
The Lord Jehovah reigns 229
The Lord on high proclaims 56
The majefty of Solomon 191
The mem'ry of our dying Lord ^244
The promife of my Father's love "234
The promife was divinely free 205
The true Meffiah now appears 114
The voice of my Beloved founds 43
The wond'ring world inquires to know 48
There is a houfe not made with hands 72
There is a land of pure delight 155
There's no ambition fwells my heart 23
There was an hour when Chrift rejoic'd 9
Theft glorious minds how bright they mine 25
This is the word of truth and love 207
Thou, whom, my foul admires above 42
Thus did the fons of Abraham pafs 200
Thus far the Lord hath led me on 53
Thus faith the firft, the great command 76
Thus faith the High and Lofty One 57
Thus faith the Ruler of the ikies 16S
494 A TABLE
Thus faith the mercy of the Lord 7,^
Thus faith the wifdom of the Lord 62
Thy favours, Lord, furprife our fouls 138
Time, what an empty vapour 'tis 148
'Tis by the faith of joys to come 202
'Tis from the treafures of this world 98
'Tis not the law of ten commands 199
To God the Father, God the Son 256
To God the only wife 30
To God the Father's throne 259
To him that chofe us firft 258
To our eternal God 259
'Twas by an order from the Lord 216
'Twas on that dark that doleful night 232
?Twas the commiflion of our Lord 3r
V.
VAIN are the hopes the fons of men 62
Vain are the hopes that rebels place 65
Unfhaken as the facred hill 17
Up to the fields where angels lie 135
Up to the Lord that reigns on high 139
W.
WE are a garden wall'd around , 47
We blefs the prophet of the Lord 204
We fing th' amazing deeds 245
We fing the glories of thy love 34
Welcome fweet day of reft 116
Well, the Redeemer's gone 132
What different pow'rs of grace and fin 210
What equal honours mall we bring 39
What happy men or angels thefe 24
What mighty man or mighty God 20
Whence do our mournful thoughts arife 22
When I can read my title clear 154
When in the light of faith divine 183
When I furvej the wondrous crofs 237
When we are raia'd from deep diftrefs 53
To find any HYMN. 295
When ftrangers ftand and hear me tell 50
When the firft parents of our race 264
When the great builder arch'd the fkies 123
Where are the mourners, faith the Lord 218
Who can defcribe the joys that rife 66
Who has believ'd thy word 92
Who is this fair one in dhtrefs 51
Who (hall the Lord's elecl coodemn 11
Why did the "ews proclaim their rage 4
Why does your face, ye bumble fouls 170
Why do we mourn departing Friends 108
Why is my heart fo far from thee 120
Wiry ihould the children uf a King 95
Why fhould this earth delight us fo 225
Why fhould we ftart and fear to die 129
With cheeiful voice I fing 99
With holy fear and humb'e fong 138
With joy we meditate the grace 82
Y.
YE angels round the throne 256
Ye faints, how lovely is the place 23
Ye fons of Adam vain and vou'ng 59
Ye that obey th' immortal King 23
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JLt ION rejoice, and Judah fing 19Q
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A TABLE
TABLE
Of the SCRIPTURES that are turned
into Verse,
In the FIRST BOOK.
Gen. 111. 1,15,17.
xvii. 7.
xvii. 7, 10.
xxii. 6.
Job i. 21.
iii. 14, 15.
iv. 17, 21.
v. 6, 7, 8.
ix. 2, io.
xiv. 4.
xix. 25, 26, 27.
Pfalm iii. 5, 6.
iv. 8.
xix. 5, 8.
xlix. 6, 9.
li. 5.
lxxiii. 24, 25.
cxxxix. 23, 24.
cxliii.tB.^ /\ r
cxfti^ .fro,' «oJ^'
Prov.vni. r, 2^,32.
viii. 34, 36. .
Ecclef. viii. 8.
ix. 4, >, 6, 10.
xi « .
The fame. •
xii. 1, 7.
mn.
107
"3
121
129
5
24
82
83
86
5l
So
80
79
24
57-
79
136
•80
92
93
24.-
Hymn.
Solo. "> i. 2-5, 12, 17. 66
Song. J1.7. 67
ii. 1, 2,3, &c. 68
11. 8, 9, &c. 69
ii. 14, [6, 17. 70
»j- J. 2,3,4, 5- 7i
11.
111. 11.
iv- 1, 7.
iv. 12, 14, 15.
v. 1.
v. 9—16.
vi. 1, 2,3, 12.
vn. 5, 9, 13.
viii. 5, 8, 14.
Ifaiah v. 2, 7, 10.
ix. 2, 6, 7.
xxvi. 1, 2, &c.
xxvi. 8,^0.
xxxviii. Sfc&c.^* 55
The fame*. ~* 48
* xlv. 7. 81
xlv. 21, 25. 84
Jhfljfame. 85
\ xlix^3j 14, &rc. 39
liii.i— 5, 10,12. 141
'liii. $,0, i2o 142
72
73
74
74
76
77
78
10
13
30
A Table of the SCRI
Hymn.
Ifaiahlv. I, 2, &c. 7
The fame. 9
lvii. 1 J, 16. 87
Ixi. 10. 20
lxiii. 1, 2, 3, &rc. 28
lxiii. 4, 5, 6, 7. 29
lxv. 20. 91
Lam. iii. 23. 81
Ezek.xxxvi.25,&c. 9
Mic. vii. 19. 9
Nah. i. 1, 2, 3, &c. 42
Zech. xiii. 1. 9
Matt. iii. 9. 99
v. 3, 12. 102
xi. 28, 30. 127
xii. 20. 125
xiii. 16, 17. 10
xxi. 9. 16
xxii. 37, 40. 116
xxviii. 18, &c. 128
xxviii. 19. 52
Mark x. 14. • 113
xvi. 15, &c. 128
Luke i. 30, &c. 3
i. 46, &c. 6c
i. 68. 150
ii. 10, &c. 3
ii. 27. 19
x. 21, 2/. n
The fame. 12
xv. 7, 10. 101
xv. 13, &c. 123
xviii. 10, &c. 131
xix. 38, 40. • 16
John i. 1, 3, 14. z
[. 13. 59
:. 17. 118
PTURES, &c. 297
Hymn.
John i. 29, 32. 50
hi. 3, fee/ 95
111. 14, 16. 112
iii. 16, 17, 18. 100
iv. 24. 136
x. 28, 22. 138
Afts ii. 38. 52
xvi. 14, 15,33. 121
Rom. iii. 19, 22. 94
v. 12, &c. $j
The fame. 124
vi. 1, 2, 6. 106
vi. 3, 4, &c. 122
vii. 8, 9, 14,24. 115
viii: 14, 16. 144
viii. 33, &e. 14
ix. 21, 22, &c. 117
xi. 16, 17. 114
xiv. 17, 19. 126
xv. 8, 9, 12. 113
1 Cor. i. 23, 24. 119
i. 21,31. 96
i. 30. 97
The fame. 98
ii. 9, 10. 105
iii. 6, 7. 119
vi. 10, 11. 104
x. 32. 126
xiii. 1,2, 3. 134
xiii. 2, 3, 7, 13. 133
xv. 55, &c. 17
2 Cor. ii. 16. 119
v. 1, 5, 8. no
xii. 7, 9, io. 15
Gal. iv. 4. 107
iv. 6. 64
Eph. i. 3, &c. 54
*r>3 A Table of the SCRIPTURES,
&c.
Hymn.
Hymn.
Eph. i. 13,14.
144
Heb.xi. 1,3,8,10.
120
111. 9, 10.
2
1 Pet. i. 3, 4, 5.
26
iii. 16, &c.
135
i. 8.
108
iv. 30, &c.
130
I John iii. 1. &c.
64
Phil. ii. 2.
130
Jude 24, 25.
5i
iii. 7, 8, 9.
109
Rev. i. 5, 6, 7.
61
Col. i. 16.
2
v. 6, 8, 12.
1
ii. 15.
107
The fame.
*5
a Tim. i. 9, 10,
137
v. 11—13.
6z
L 12.
103
The fame.
63
iii. 15, 16.
S3
vii. 13, &c.
40
iv. 6, 7, 8, 18. 27
The fame.
4i
Tit. ii. 10, 13.
132
xi. 15.
65
iii- 3, 7-
in
xii. 7.
58
Heb. i. 1.
53
xiv. 13.
18
iii. 3, 5, 6.
118
xv. 3. 49
'*$
iv. 15, !<*•
125
xvi. 19.
^
v. 7.
125
xvii. 6.
5<5
vi. 17, 19-
139
xviii. 20, 21.
59
vii.
'45
xxi. 1, 2,3,4.
21
ix.
I4I
xxi. 5, 6, 7, 8.
45
x, 28, 29.
118
xxi. 27.
105
In the THIRD BOOK.
Hymn.
Luke ii. 28.
14
John xvi. 16.
xiv. 16.
12
1 Cor x. 16, 17.
xiv. 17, 23.
13
xi. 23, &c.
xxii. 19.
6
Gal. vi. 14.
John vi. 31,35,
39-
5
i John v. 6.
xiv. 3.
6
• * #*
Hymn.
6 -
2
1
7
9
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