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Of the different Editions- of this BOOK,
'^ 1 ^HE large Edition is prjFjaced \viih a Dij-
P: I courfe on the risht W.-jy . of f^tHng the
I -a- Pi^lms cf Davk^GV Ghrrft-iarr-Worfhip.;
wherein a plain Account is' given- of 'il:£ Author s gerii'-^
ral ConduSi in this Imitation of the Pfalms, together
vjifhfome evident and convincing Argmnenls to Juppcrt
it. There are dfk.fariiailar "Hoits added at the End
fa great 'Ni4ni^T cf the Pfalms^ which exp'ain ihc'r^
^vangelical Senfe^ and foezv the Reckon luhy ih:y are.^
her paraphrajed or abridged in fiich a Manner hcr.:^-
At the Requefi of many Friends^ ths' Apilt^or bas^
rrnitted this Edition in ajmader Fcrtn^ io re?id£r^-:iC
; -; 7nore portable and convenient for publick IVcrJi/fp_ f 4-*
' - therefore defres^ and may reafonahly demand tl^s. 'Pi^cs
'.fjuftice of all his Readers^ that they will not ceii^
furc and cond.emn any Fart of this V/ork^ without a
diligent Pernjal cf the larger Edition^ wherein iheVx-o.-
^• tace and'Hoits in the Judgment of many learned and
* ' [pious Men, have given a fufficient Vindicatimi cf Uhe
whole Performance.
Of the Ufe of the Pfalin- Booi:.
■ The chief Di ign cf thisPFork zvas to 'improve Pfai-
mody or ReJ'igJous Singiw, and to encourage the
— frequent PraSiice of it in fl^lick JJJemblies and.-pri-
♦ vate Famdlies, with 77iore Honour and Delight : yet
the Author hopes the Reading of it may "aljo entertain
:^ the Parlour:, and the Clofet vjith devout Pleafure and
holy Meditdtions. Therefore he would requejl his R.ea-
d€rs at proper Seafcns topervfe it through ^ and am.onT
A X QA f^
-red Hyfn^:^ they tnay fiiid out jci^rh.
: _ :■ oiU}2 Caji and Tempe?\ or the 'CircUf:!,....:..^ ^f
their Families mid Friends ; they may teach iheir
Children fiich as are proper far their Age ^ andbytrea-
juring ihem in their Alernory they may he furwfned for
pirus Retirement^ or mayentcrtainil.cir Frie'nds ivith
holy Melody.
Of cl^ufing or finding the Vh\\x\.
The Feriijal cf the zvhcie Bcok ijuili deqiiaint every
Reader rjuith the Author's Method^and hy eonjulting^the
Index cr Table of Contents at the End Jje may find
Hymns very proper for many Occafions of the Chrijiian
Life and IVorfrjip ; though no Copy efDuvid's PluI-
ter ean provide for a'l^as I have JJjemk in /ZvPreface.
Or if he remember the fir/} Line of any Pfahn^ tJ}e
Table of the iim Line v.'ill direct whereto fi.nd it.
Or ifanyfnali think it heft tofing all the Fjalms in
Order in Churches or Families., it may he dune with
Profit ; provided ihofe Pfalms be omitted that refer to
jpecial Occurrences cf NaticnSy Churches^ cr fngle
Chriftians.
Of naming the Pfalms.
Lei the Ntnnher cf the Pfahn he named difin^ly^
together with the particular Metre^and parti cubr Part
cfit : As for hjlance } Let us fing the 33dPfaIm,
sid Part,Common Metre ; <?r, Let us fing the gift,
Pfalm, rfi: Part, beginning at the Paufe ; or, end-
iiig at the Paufe ; 7r, Let" us ling the 84th Pfaim
as^the r48th Pfalm,cfc. And then read over the fi.rfi
■Stanza before you begin to fvng^hai the People ?nayfind
it in their Books, whether you fing with cr without
reading Line by Line.
Of dividing the Pfalm.
If the Pfalm be too Icr.g for the Time or Cufiom of
Sitigingy there are Paufes in many of than, at which
you
to the Pv E A D E R S.
^. fnay prspcrly red : Or yon may leave out thofeVerfcs
Ibhich are included inCrotchets [ j -luithout dijiwhing the
penfe ; Or in fame Places you may begin to fmg ataPaufe.
I Da not always coJifine your jehes to fix Sranza's,^;/,^
fmg /even or eighty rntkrr than ccnf:iinci the Sciu^e^ and
abuje the Pf&hn in folemn IForJhip,
Uf the Manner of b'mpn'c^
It zvere to he zuijh'd that all C.>n^regatic7is and pri-
vai£ Families would fmg as^ they do in frcignProieJIimi
Countries zuitkout readhig Line hy Line, Tho' the
Author has done zvhat he could to mnke the Senfc co?n~
-pleat in tvery Line or tivo, yet many InCjiTvenienaiS .
ivill always attend this unhappy Manner of Si?7gir?g ;
£ut where, it cannot be alter d, th.fe two Things may
give fome. Relief
Fir ft. Let as many as can do it firing Pfalm Books
with ihem^ and look on the Words while they fmg^ f:, f::r
as to make the Senje compkat.
Secondly, Let the Clerk read the vjhole Pfalm over
aloud before he begins to parcel out the Lines, that Ihs
People may have fome Notion of ivhat they fing, and not
he fore d to dragon heavily^ through eight tediousSylla-
hies without any Meaning, till the next Lines come tQ
give the Serfe of them.
It- were to L^ wifi'd al/o that zve might not dived h
long upon every fingle Note, and produce the SydabUs
to fuch a tirehme Extent vjith a conft ant Uniformity .of
Time \ vjhich difgraces the Mufick^ and puts the Con-
gregaiion quite cut of Breath in finging five or fix
Stanza's ; whereas if the Method of Singing wire
hut reformed to a^-erder Speed of Pronunciation^ zve
might often enjfi^m^Pieafure of a longer Pfalm, zvith
If s Exp ence of Time a7id Breath j and cur Pfahv.ody
lundd be 7nore agreahle to that of the ancient Churchfs^
more. intelligible to others, and -more deli^^htful to cur
Jelvcs, A I ° Ti:^
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i Advertisement,
The various Meafures of the Vci ¥
sre fitted to the Tunes of the
Old Pf^im-Book.
To the Coniixioa TuneSy fiig all entitled Common
'To the Tunes of the \OQih 'P[:x\m jhg alJ entitled
Long Metre.
To ih2 Tune of the ic^th VhXmfing Short Metre.
To the ^otb ?u\mjl?ig one Metre cfthe ^Cih & ^^d.
To the 1 1 lib cr J2'jtb ?iVimfiig one Metre of tha
lOJ^lh and 1 48:^6.
To the 1 1 lib ?h]mfi:g one Metre cfthe igtb^ 33^/,
^Sib, Sc)tb^ laji Part^ ^bth, liltb, 113//A
To the M2drh\vi\fng6neoftheMetres of ibe ^^dy
iZld, and 133^.
To tbe 148//^ Pi aim f,ng one Metre of ibe 84*/-?, 1 2 1/?,
136//;, and 148//^.
To a NewTxxncfng one Metre of tbe ^Otby^' il ^ih»
Dec, I. ^716,
THE
X^VVferlS, THE
PSALMS ox^D^r/A
Imitated in the Language of the
New Testament,
Psalm L Common Metre.
J7js Way and End if the Righteous and the Wichd.
I TT^LEST is the Man who fhuns the Place^
1^ VVhere Sinners love to meet ;
-*"-^ Who fears to tread their wicked Wavsj
And hates the Scoffer's Seat,
2, But in the Statutes of the Lord,-
Has plac'd 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 Storms and blading Wind,
Enjoys a peaceful State.]
4 Green as the Leaf, and ever fair
Shall his Profeirion Ihine ;
"While Fruits of HoJinefs appear
Like Cluftars on the Vine.
A 4. '^ No^
2 P S A L M I.
5 Not fo the Impious and Unjuft ;
What vain Defigns they forrh \
Their Hopes are blown away hk.e Dull:,
Or Chaff before the Storm.
6 Sinners in Tud<imeiu (ball not Hand
Amongit tlie Sons ot Grace,
When Chr:Jl the Judge at his Right-hand
Appoints his Saints a Place*
7 Flis Eye bcl>o!ds the. Path they tread,
Flis Heart approves it well ;
But crooked Ways of Sinners lead;
Down to the Gates of Hell.
P s A L : I I. Short Metre.
The Saint hapfy^ the Sinner 7nijerahk,
I 'T^HE Man is ever bleii
-^ Wlio iViuns the Sinner's Ways>,
Among their Cour.feJs r;ever (lands,
Kor takes the Scorner's Place.
a Bu: makes tlie Law of GOD
His Study and Delight,
Anudir tlie. Labours or the Day,
And Watches of the Night.
3 He like a Tree fliall thrive,
Witii Vv'arers near the Root :
frefh as t!)e Leaf his Name (hall live.
His Works are b.eav'nly Fruit.
4 No^' fo th' ungodly Race,
They no fuch Bleflings find :
Their Hop^fs (hall ilee like empty Chaft".
Bciore the driving Wind.
5 How will they bear to lland
iiei'ore that' Judgiiient Seat,.
Where
Where all the Saints at ChY'iff^ Ril
In full Aflembly meet ?
6 He knows and he approves
The Way the Righteous go :
But Sinners and their Works iiiali meet'
A dreadful Overthrow,
Psalm I. Long Metre.
^he 'Difference between the Righteous and the Wicked^
2 "LJAPPY ihe Man, whofe cautio\is Feet
■^^ Shun the broad Way. that Sinners go.
Who hates the Place where Atheifts nrieetj
And fears to talk as Scoffers do.
2 Ke loves t'employ his Mcrning-Light
Amongfl the Statutes of the Lord ;
And fpcr.ds the wakeful Hours of Nighty
W^ith Pleafure pond'ring o'er the Word.
3 He, like a Plant by gentle Streams^
Shall flounfh in immortal Green ;
And Ktav'n will ftnne with kindeft Beams^
On ev'ry Work his Hands begin.
4 But Sinners find their Counfels^ crofs^d j
As Chaff before the Tempefi: flies ;
So fhsJl their Hopes be blown and lofl:.
When the laft Trunvpet iliakes the Skies.-
5 In vain the Rebel feeks to Hand
In Judgment with the pious Race ;
The dreadful Judge with f^ern Gommand
Divides iiim to a different Place,
6- *' Strait is the Way my Saints have vld^^
'^ I blefs'd the Path, and drew it plain ;
*' But you would chufe the crooked Road |
^' And duwn it leads to cndiefs Pain,
PSALM 11.
Not fo tl" s A L M II. Short Metre.
Whiated according to the Divine Patt-ern^
Th- ' ^ Jcis iv, 24, <ffc,
Chrifl: Dyings i^S%> inter ceeding^ and Reigning,
\ [jyrAKER and Sovereign Lord
Of Heaven, and tarth, and Seas,
Tiiy Providence confirms thy Word,
And anfwer thy Decrees.
i The Things fo long foretold
By David are fuifil'd,
V/hen yews and Gentiles ]om to flay
Jefus, thine holy Child.]
\ Why did the Gentiles rage.
And Jews vvith one Accord
Bend all their Counfels to de(iroy
Th' Anointed of the Lord ?
[ Rulers and Kings agree
To form a vain Defign ;
Againft the Lord their Pow'rs unite,
Agairift his Chrift they join.
; The Lord derides their Rage,
And will fupport his Throne ;
He that hath rais'd him from the Dead
Hath own'd him for his bon.
Pause.
) Now he's afcended high,
And afks to rule the Earth ;
The Merit of his Blood he pleads.
And pleads his heav'nly Birth,
He aflcs, and God beflows
A large Inheritance ; 4^
Far as the Wadd's remoteft Ends
His Kingdom (hall advance. 8 The
p B A L M II. 5
8 Tlie Nations that rebel
Muft teel his Iron Rod ;
He'll vindicate thoie Honours well
Which he receiv'd from God.
9 [Be wife, ye Rulers, now,
And worfliip at his Throne ;
With trembling Joy, ye People bow^ .
To God's exalted Son.
JO If once his Wrath Hrife,
Ye perifn on the Place;
Then blefled is the Soul that flies
For Refuge to his Grace]
Psalm IT. Common Metre, -
1 ^^'HY did the Nations join to flay
^ ^ The Lord's Anointed Son ?
Why did they caft: his Laws away.
And tread his Gofpel down ?
2 The Lord that fits above the Skies^ .
Derides their Rage below.
He fpeaks with Vengeance in his Eyes^
And ftrikes their Spirits through.
3 " I call him my Eternal Son,
" And raife him from the Dead 5
'** I make my holy Flill his Throne^
And wide his Kingdom fpread.
4 " AfK me my Son, and then enjoy
" The utmoft Heathen Lands :
*' Thy Rod of Iron /hail deftroy .
«' The Rebel that withftands.
5 Be wife, ye Rulers of the Earth, .
Obey th' Anointed Lord,
Adore the King oi heav'nlv Birth,
And tremble at his WofC ^ With
6 P S ^ L M II.
6_WIth humble Love addrefs his Throne,.
For if he frown, ye die :
Thofe are f^cure, and tliofe alone
Who on his Grace rely.
P s A L M II. Long Metre.
ChrilVs Deaths Rsfurredlion^ and Jfcenfion.
5 W/"^"^ ^'^ ^^^^ Jtws proclaim their Rage ?
The Rojiiam why their Swords employ ?'
Againft the Lord their Powers engage
His dear anointed to deftroy ?
2 '' Come,, let us break his Bands, they fay,.
'* This Man fliall never give us Laws \
And thus they cad his Yoke away.
And nail'd the Monarch to the Crofs.
3 But God, who high in Glory reigns,
Laughs at their Pride, their Rage controuls :
Hi'll vex their Hearts with inward Pains,
And fpeak. in Thunder to their Souls.
4 " I will maintain the King I made
" On Z'lons everiafting Hill,
** My Hand fhall bring him from the Dead^
" And he fhall ftand your Sov'reign ftill,
5 [His wondrous ri fin g from the Earth
Makes his eternal Godhead known ;
The Lord declares his heavenly Birth :
*' This Day have I begot my Son.
6 " Afcend, my Son, to my Right-hand,
^' There thou fnalt afk, and I bellow
'' The urmo:^ Bounds of Heathen Lands ;
^' To Tli^e the Northern Ifles fliall bow. ]
7 But natio;is that refift his Grace
Shall fall beneath his Iron Stroke;
His Rod Onll jfulh his Foes with Eafe,
As Potters EarihcnVv^ork is broke. Pause.
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Pause.
8, Mow ye that fit on earthly Thrones,
Be wife, and Tervs the Lord, the Lamb :
New to his Fstt fubmit your Crowns,
Rejoyce and tremble at his Name.
9 With humble: Love addrefs the Son,
Left he g«ow angry, and ye die -,
His Wrath will burn to Worlds unknown,,.
If ye provoke his Jealoufy.
10 His Stfsrms (hall drive you quick to Hell, .
He is a God, and ye but Duft :
Happy the Souls that know him well.
And make his Grace their only Truft.
Psalm III. Common Metre.
Dsuks and Fears fupprefs d ; or,. G^d. our Defers
from Sin and Satan,
I TV/f Y God, how many are my Fears ?
•^'-' How faft my foes increafe ?
Confpiring my eternal Death,
They break my prefent Peace.
2. The lying Tempter would perfwade
Thcre^s no Relief in Heaven,
And all my fwelling Sins appear
Too big to be forgiven.
3 But thou, my Glory, and my Strengths,..
Shalt on the Tempter tread,
Shalt iilence all my threatning Guilt,,
And raife my drooping Head.
4 [I cry'd, and from his holy Hill
He bow'd a liftning Ear ;
J'call'd my Father, and my God,
And he fubdu^ii mv Fear»
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"8 PSALM III.
5 He {hed foft Slumbers on mine Eyes
In fpight of all my Foes ;
I Vokc and wonder'J at the Grace
That guarded my Repofe ]
6 What tho' the Holts or Death and Hell
All arm'd againil me Hood :
Terrors no more ihall (hake my Soul ;
My Refuge is my God.
7 A-rife, O Lord, fulfil thy Grace^
While I thy Glory fing :
My God has broke the Serpent's Teeth,,
And Death has loll: his Sting.
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs.
His Arm alone can fave ;
Eiefiings attend thy People here.
And reach beyond the Grave.
P s A L M IIL I, 2, 3, 4, 5, 8. Long Metre.
A Morning Pfalm.
1 r\ Lord, how many are my Foes
^^ In this weak State of Flefli and Blood ?
My Peace-they daily difcom.pofe,
But my Defence and Hope is God.
2 Tir'd with the Burdens of the Day,
To Thee 1 rais'd an Evening Cry :
Thou heardft when I began to pray.
And thine Almighty Help was nigh.
3 Supported by thine heav'nly Aid
I laid me down and flept fecure :
Not Death (hould make my Heart afraid,
Though I (houM -wake aiKl rife no more.
4 But
P S ^ L M TV.
4 But God fullain'd me ail the Night ;
Salvation doih to God belong :
He rais'd my Head to fee the Light,
And makes his Praile my Morning Song.
Psalm IV, i, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7. Long Metre.
Hearing of Prayer \ or, GOD onr Portion^ and
Chrill: our Hope,
I r\ God of Grace and R^ighreoufnefs,
^-^ Hear and attend when I complain v
Thou haft enlarg'd me in DiftrelSj
Bow dovv'n a gracious Ear again^
1 Ye Sons of Men in vain ye try
To turn my Glory into Shame ;
How long will Scoffers love to lie,
And dare reproach my Saviour's Name ?'
3 Know that the Lord divides his Saint*
From all the Tribes of Men befide 5
He hears the Cry of Penitents
For the dear Sake of Chr'ift that dy'd..
4 When our obedient Hands^ have done
A thoufand Works ol" Righteoufnefs,
We put our Truft in God alone.
And glory in his pard'ning Grace,
5 Let the unthinking Many fay,
" IVho will hejowfome earthly Good P
But, Lord, thy Light and Love we pray •
Our Souls deiire this heavenly Food.
6 Then (hall, my chearful Pow'rs rejoyce
At Grace and Favour fo divine.
Nor will 1 change my happy Choice
For all their Corn, and all their Wine.
Psalm
no PS A L M IV, V.
P s A L M IV. Ver. 3, 4. 5, 8. Common Metre*
An Evening Hymn.
1 T ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray j,
-^ I am for ever thine 5
I fear before thee all the Day,
Nor would 1 dare to Sin,
2 And while I reft my weary Head,.
From Cares and Bulinefs free,
'Tis fweet converfing on my Bed
With my own Heart and Thee.
3 I pay this Evening Sacrifice ;
And when my Work is done.
Great God, my Faith and Hope relies
Upon thy Grace alone.
4 Thus with m.y Thoughts composed to Peaces .
I'll give mine Eyes to fleep :
Thy Hand in Safety keeps my Days,
And will my Slumbers keep.
P S A L M V.
For the Lord's Day Aborning.
1 T ORD, in the Morning thou fhalt hear
■^ My Voice afcending high ;
To Thee will I dire<5l my Pray'r,
To Thee lift up mine Eye.
2 Up to the Hills where ChriJ^ is gone
To plead for all his Saints,
Prefenting at his Father's Throne
Our Songs and our Complaints.
2 Thou art a God, before whofe Sight
The Wicked Ihall not f^and.
Sinners fhall ne'er be thy Delight,
Nor dwell at thy right Hand.
4 Bu
P S A L M Yl.
4 But to thy Houfe will I refort^
To taite thy Mercies there ;
I will frequent thine H^ly Courts
And worfhip in thy Fear.
5 O may thy Spirit guide my Feet -
In Ways of Righteoufnefs !
Make every Path of Duty ilrait.
And' plain before my Face.
Pause.
6 My watchful Enemies combine.
To tempt my Feet aftray ;
They flatter with a bafe Deiign,
To make my Soul their Prey.
7 Lord, crufnthe Serpent in the Dull,
And all his Plots deftroy ;
While thofe that in thy Mercy trull.
For ever fhojiit for Joy.
8. The Men that love and fear thy Name,
Shall fs:e their Hopes fulfilFd j
The mighty God will compafs them
With Favour as a Shield.
P s A L M VI. Common Metre.
Compiaint i?i iiicknef^ j or, Difeafes heakdl
1 iN A^nger, Lord, rebuke, me not,
^ Withdrav/ the dreadful Storm ;
Nor let thy Fury grow fo hot
Again ft a feeble Worm.
2 My Soul bow'd down with heavy Cares,.
MyFlefli with Pain opprefs'd :
My Couch is Witnefs to my Tears,
My i ears forbid my Relt-
■^ Sorrow and Pain wear out my Days ;
W I waf!e the Night with Cries, C
Cour#
12 T S A L M ^\
Counting the Minutes as they pafs,
'Till the flow Morning rife.
4 Shall I be flill tormented more ?
My Eyes confum'd with Grief ?
How long, my God, how long, before
Thine Hand afford Relief ?
5 He hears when Dud and Afhes fpeakj
He pities all our Groans,
He laves us for his Mercies fake,
And heals our broken Bones*,
6 The Virtue of his fovereign Word,
Rel^orts our fainting Breath ;
For filent Graves praife not the Lord^
Nor rs he known in Death.
P s A L M VI. Long Metre.
Temptations hi Sicknefs overcome.
1 T ORD, I can fufFer thy Rebukes,
^ When Thou with Kindnefs doft chaftlfe
But thy fierce Wrath I cannot bear,
O let it not againft me rife !
2 Pity my languifhing Eftate,
And cafe the Sorrows that I feel ;
The Wounds thine heavy Hand hath made,
O let thy gentler Touches heal !
3 See how I pafs my v.xary Days
In Sighs and Groans \ and when 'tis Night,
My Bed is water'd with my Tears ;
My Grief confumes, and dims my Sight.
4 Lock how the Pov>^ers|p Nature mourn !
How long, Almighty God, how long ? /
When fhall thine Hour of Grace return//
When lliail I make thy Grace my Soi^;
PSALM VII. ij
5 I ht\ my Flefn fo near the Grave,
My Thoughts are tempted to defpah* :
But Graves can never praife the Lordy
For all is Duft and Silence there.
6 Depart, ye Tempters, from my Soul ;
And all defpairing Thoughts depart ;
My God, v/ho hears my humble Moan,
Will eafe my Flefn, and chear my Heart.
P s A L M VII.
God's Care of his People^ andPimijlmunt ofFerfecuiors*
1 ]V/|Y Truft is in my heavenly Friend,
iVl jvyjy i^ope jn Thee, my God :
Rife and my helplefs Life defend
From thcfg that feck my Blood*
2 With Iniblence and Fury they
My Soul in Pieces tear,
As hungry Lions rend the Prey
When no Deliverer's near.
3 li I had e'er provok'd them firf!^
Or once abus'd my Foe,
Then let him tread my Life to Dufl^
And lay mine Honour iow»
4 \i there be Malice found in mcc,
I know thy piercing Eyes ]
I Tnould not dare appeal to The©
Nor afk my God to rife.
5 Arife, my God, lift up tiiy Hand^
Their Pride and Pow'r controul ;
Awake to Judgment, and commsnd
Deliv'rance for my Soul.
6 [Let Sinners, and thtii- wicked Rage
Be humibled to the Duft \
Shall not the God of Truth engage
To vindicate the Juft ! 7 He-
14 P S ^ L M VIII.
7 He knows the Heart, he tries the Rein%
Pl-e will defend th* Upright :
His (harpeft Arrows he crdains
Againll the Sons of Spight.
S For me their Malice digg'd a Pit,.
But there tkemlelves are ca(t ;.
My God makes ali tiieir Mifchief Jigh!r
On their own Heads at iail.]
9 That cruel perfecuting Race
Mud feel his dreadful Sword :
Awake my Soul, and praife the Grace
And Juftice of the Lord.
P s A L M VIII. Short Metre.
Gcd's Sovereignty and Goodnejs ; and Man^sDomlnian
over the Creatures,
I f\ Lord, our heavenly King,
^^ Thy Name is all Divine ;
Thy Glor-ies round the Earth are fpread.
And o'er the Heav'ns theylhine.
.2 When to thy Works on high.
I raife my wond'ring Eyes,
And fee the Moon complete in Light
Adorn the darkfome Skies :
3 When I furvey the Stars
And all their fining Forms,
Lord, what is Man, that worthlefs Thing
A-kin to Durt and Worms ?
4. Lord, what is worthlefs Man,
That thou Hiouidft love him fo ?
Next to thine Angela is he plac'd.
And Lord of all below.
5 Thine Honours crown his Head,
While Bcaib, hke Slaves obey, And
^'
And Birds that cut the Air wiih "VVJn.gs,
And Filh that clea-Ye the Sea.
6 How rich thy Bounties are !
And wond'rous are thy Ways :
Oi Duft and Worms thy Povv'r can frame
A Monutnent of Praiie.
7 [Out of the Mouths of Babes
And Sucklings, thou canft draw
Surprizing Honoirs to thy Name,
And ftrike the World with Awe.
2> O Lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy Name is all Divine :
Thy Glories round the Earth is fpread.
And o'er the Heav'ns they Ihine.l
Psalm NWl. Common Metre.
Chrifl's Condefcention and Ghrificaiion \ or, God
made ■ Ivlan.
I r\ Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great
^^ Is thine exalted Name!
The Glories of thy heav'nly State
Let Men and Eabes proclaim.
■2 When I behold thy Works on high.
The Moon that rules the Night,
And Stars that well adorn the Sky,
Thofe moving Worlds of Light ;
3 Lord, what is Man, or all his Race,
Who dvv-elis fo far below.
That thou ihouidft vifit him with Grace^
And \qm^ his Nature fo ?
4 That thine eternal Son (hould bear
To take a mortal Form,
Made lower than his Angels are,
, To fave a dying Worm. 5 [Yet
5 L- - v^nile he liv'd c.. rr t/^ C J >
And Men would i'f_.. ^*|^, .
Th' obedient Seas and Fiflies own
His Godhead and his Pow'r;
6 The Waves lay fpread beneath his Feet,
■ And F.di at his Command
Bring their large Shoals to Peter s Net,
Bring Tribute to his Hand.
7 Thefe lefler Glories cf the Son
Shone through the fleihiy Cloud ;
Now we behold him on his Throne,
And Men confefs him God.]
8 Let him be crown'd with MajeOy -
Who bow'd his Head to Death ; ( .^
And be his Honour founded high.
By all Things thatiiave Breath.
9 J^fi^i <^ur Lord, ho v wondrous great
Is thine exalted Name !
Tlie Glories of thy heavenly State
Let the whole Earth proclaim.
P s A L M VIIL PW. I. 2. Paraphrased.
Firji Part, Long Metre.
TheHohnn^LoftheChiidren ; Or^Infants praijing God,
1 A LMIGHTY Ruler of the Skies, ".
■^^ Thro'the wide Earth thy Name is fpread.
And thine eternal GlorieSTife
O'er all the Heav'ns thy Hands have made.
2 To thee the Voices of the Young,
A Monument of Honour raife ;
And Babes with uninftrudled Tongue
Declare the Wonders of thy Praile,
3 Thy
PSALM IX i^
2 He from the dreadful Gates of Death
Does his own Children raife ;
In Z/Ws Gates with chearful Breath
They fing their Father's Praife.
3 His Foes fhall fall with heedlefs Feet
Into the Pit they made ;
And Sinners 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,
- The Snare muft be their own.
Pause.
5 The Wicked fl^iall fink down to Kel'i ;
Thy Wrath devour the Lands
That dare forget Thee, or rebel
Agamft thy known Commands.
6 Thot^ Saints to fore Didrefs are broughtj
And wait and long complain,
Their Cries fhall not be ftill forgot.
Nor ihall their Hopes be vain.
7 [Rife, great Redeemer, from thy Seat
To judge and fave the Poor ;
Let Nations tremble at thy Feet,
And Man prevail no more.
8 Thy Thunder (hall affright the Proud,
And put their Hearts to Pain,
Make 'em confefs that thou art God,
And they but feeble Men.
B FSALM
Psalm X.
Prayer heardj and Saints faved ; or, Pride, Aiheifin
and Opprejfton piini/Dd,
■*f For a Humiliation Day.
1 TX/'HY doth the Lord Hand off fo far ? •
^' And why conceal his Face,
When great Calamities appear,
And Times of deep Diilrefs ?
2 Lord, (hall the Wicked ftill deride
Thy Jiiftice and thyPow'r ?
Shall they advance their Heads in Pride,
And ftill thy Saints devour ?
3 They put thy Judgments from their Sight,
And then infult the Ppor 5
They boaft in their exalted Height,
That they (hall fall no more.
A A^rife, O God, lift up thine Hand,]
•Attend our humble Cry ;
No Enemy Ihall dare to Ihnd
When God afcends on high.
Pause.
5 Why do the Men of Malice rage.
And fay with foolifh Pride,
'• The GOD cf Heaven vjiil ne'er Engage
" ?5 fight en Zion's Side.
6 BiU thou for ever art cur Lord ;
And powerful is thine Hand,
As when the Heathens felt thy Sword,
And periih'd from thy Land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our Hearts to pray,
And caufe thine Ear to liear ;
He hearkens what his Children fay,
And puts the World in fc2r. 8 Proud
%
P S ^ L M _ XL 21
S Proud Tyrants Hiall no more opprsfs,
No more defpife the Jull ;
And miglny Sinners fnall confefs
They'are but Earth and Duft.
F s A L M XI.
God loves the Righteous, and hates the^ JVicked.
I V/jY Refuge is tl^e God of Love,
X^L Why do my Foes infult and cry,.
** Fly like a iimrous trenihling Dove,
" 1^0 difiani Woods or Mountains fly,
7. If Government be all deflroy'd,
. (That firm Foundation of our Peace)
And Violence makes Juftice vo'd,
Where (hall the Righteous feek Ps^edrefs !
3 The Lord in Heaven has fix'd his Throne,
His Eye furveys the World below ;
To him all mortal Things are known,
~His Eye-lids fearch our Spirits through.
4 If he sfflicSls his Saints fo far,
To prove their Love, and try their Gracej
What may the bold Tranfgrefibrs fear r
His very Soul abhors their 'Ways.
5 On impious Wretches he fnall rain
Tempefts of Brimflone, Fire and Death,
Such as lie kindled on the Plain
Of Sodom, with his angry Breath.
b The righteous Lord lov^ rightcDus Souls,
V/hofe Thoughts and A(5lions are fmcere,
And with a gracious Eye beholds
The Men that his own Image bear.
- B 2 FSAL^
22 P S A L M XII.
r 3 A X M XI!. Long Metre.
The Sairifs Safety and Hope in ez'JI Timcj : 'Or, \Sws
cf the To-figue complain d cf^ viz. Blafphemy^ Fal^
Jlood, &c.#
1 T ORD, if thou doll not foon appear,
•^^-^ Vertue and Truth v.-ill fly away ^
A faithful Man amongil: us here,
Will fcarce be found, if thou delay.
2 The whole Difcourfe when Neighbours meet,
Is fill'd with Trifles loofe and vain ;
Their Lips arc Flatt'ry and Deceit,
And their proud Language is profane.
3 But Lips that w^ith Deceit abound
Shall not maintain their Triumph long :
The God of V^engeance will confound
The flattVing and blafpheming Tongue.
4 Yet jhall our V/ords be free, they cry ;
" Our Tongues Jhall be controul'dhy none :
'' IP' here is the Lord ivill ajk us why ?
'* Or fay^ our Lips are not our oivn ?
5 The Lord who fees the Poor opprefs'd,
And hears th' OpprciTor's haughty Strain,
Will rife to give his Children Refl,
Nor fiiall they truft his Word in vain.
6 Thy Word, O Lcr.d, tho' often try'd,
Void of Deceit fliall ftill appear;
Not Silver feven times purify'd
From Drofs and Mixture fhines fo clear.
7 7'hy Grace (hall in the darkeft Hour
Defend the holy Soul from Harm :
Tho' when the vileft Men have Pow'r,
On every Side will Sinners fvvarm.
Psalm
lint of a general Corrubt'nn of Manners : Gr,
Profnife & Signs ofChn{i's corning tojudgmcnt.
P S A L M XII.
SAL M Xll. Common \4etre.
Comtlai
The
I- TTELP, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail,
^-^ Religion lofes GrourAi ;
The Sons of V^iolence prevail.
And Treacheries abcjind.
2 Their Oaths and Proniifes they breakp
Yet ad: the Fjatterer's Part ;
With fair deceitful Lips they fpeak.
And vv'iiii a double Heart.
3 li we reprove fome hateful Licj
How is their Fury ftir'd r
'■^ Are not our Lips oip' oivn^ they cry,
'' And whofnall be our Lord ^
4 Scoffers- appear on every Side,
Where a vile Race of Men
Is rais'd to Seats of Fow'r and Pride,
And bears the Sword in vain.
Pa u 3 E.
5 Lord, when Iniquities abound.
And Blafphemy grows bold,.
When Faith is Iiardly to be founds
And Love is waxen cold -,
6 Is not thy Chariot hafi'ning on ;
Hail: tliou not giv'n the bign r
May v^e not trufc and live upon
A Promife fb divine ?
^7 «^ Yes, iaith the Lord, now will I rife^
*' And make OppreiTors flee ;
<-' I (hall appear to their Surprize,
^^ And let my Servants free.
B 3 8 TI
4 PSALM XIII.
8 Thy Word, like Silver feven Times try'd.
Thro' Ages Iball endure ;
Til e Men that in thy Truth confide
Shall find the Promife fure.
Psalm XIII. Long Metre.
Pleading %vUh God under Defiriion : Or, Hope In
* Darknejs.
I TjOW Jong, O Lord, fhall I complain,
^^ Like one, til at feeks his God in vain ?
CanH: thou tlty Face for ever hide ?
And 1 fiill pray, and be deny'd ?
1 Shall I forever be forjziot,
. As one whom thou regarded not ?
Still ihall my Soul thine Abfence mourn I
And ilill dejpair of thy Return ?
3 How long fliall my poor troubled Breaff
Be with thefe anxious Thoughts opprefs'd ?
A>nd Satan, my malicious ¥q^,
Rejoyce to fee rre funk fo low.
^, Hear, Lord, and grant me quick Pvclief,
Before my Death conclude my Grief,
It thcu with-lio'd thy hcsv'iily Liglit,
1 Heep in everlailirig Night.
5 Hov^ Vv'ill the Pow'rs of Darknefs boaft,
ff but one praying Soul be loft ?
But J have truftcd in thy Grace,
lAnd fnall again behold thy Face.
fe> Whate'cr my Fees or Fears fuggeli,
Tliou art my Hope, my Joy, my Refi-,
My Heart lliall feci thy Love, zn<\ raife
My chearrui Voice to Songs of Praifc.
TSALM
P S .4 L M XIIL 25
Psalm XIII. Common Metre.
Complaint under Temptations of the Devi!..
1 "OOW long wilt thou conceal thy Face ?
*-^ My God, how Jong delay ?
When (hall I ittl thofe heavenly R.ays
That chafe my Fears away ? '
2 How long ihall my poor lab'ring Spiil
WreAle and toil in vain ?
Thy Word can all my Foe^'contronl,
And eafe my raging Pain."^^*^^^^
3 See how the Prince of Darknefs tries
All his malicious Arts,
He fpreads a Mift around my Eyes,
And throws his , fiery Darts.
4 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield,
My Soul in Safety keep ;
Make hafte before mine Eyes are feal'd.
In Death's eternal Sleep.
5 How would the Tempter boafl aloud
If I become his Prey !
Behold the Sons of Hell grow proud
At thy fo long Delay.
6 But they fnall fly at thy Rebuke,
And Satan hide his Head ;
He knows the Terrors of thy Look,.
And hears thy Voice with Dread.
7 Thou wilt difplay that fovereign Grace
Where all my Hopes have irung 5
I (hail employ my Lips in Praife,
And.Vicl'ry fiiall be fung.
3..4_ Psalm
:6 F S ^ L M XIV.
Psalm XIV. Firft Part;
By Nature all Men are Sinners,
1 ■pOOLS in their Hearts believe and fay,
-*- " Ti:iat all Religion's vain,
*' There is no God that reigns on high,..
«' Or minds th' Affairs of Men»
2 From Thoughts fo dreadful and profane
Corrupt Difcourfe proceeds ;
And in their impious Hands are found '
Abominable Deeds.
3 The Lord from his Celeftial Throne
Look'd dio\^n on Things beiow,
To find x\vz Man that fought his Grace,
Or ^'i^ his Juftice know.
4 Ey Nature all are gone aftray.
Their Pia<51ice all the fame;
There's: none that fears his- Maker's Handj,,
There's none that love's his Name.
^ Their Tongues are us'd to fpeak Deceit,
Their Slanders never ceafe ;
Ho TV fwift to Mifchief are their Feet s
Nor know the Paths of Peace.
h Such Seeds of Sin (that bitter Root)
In ev'ry He^rt are found ;
Nor can they bear diviner Fruit,
Till Grace refine the Ground.
Psalm XIV. Second Part,
The Folly of Perfecutcrs.
[ A R-E Sinners now fo fenfelefs grown
"^^ That they the Saints devour ?
And never worlhip at thy Thrcnc,
Nor h:Lr thine awful Pow'r I
2 Great
P- BALM XT. 2.7
2 Great God, appear to their Surprize,
Reveal thy dreadful Name ;
Let them no more thy Wrath defpifej
Nor turn our Hope to Shame.
3 Doft thou not dwell among the JuH,
And yet our Foes deride,
That we &ould make thy Name our Trud,.
Great God, confound their Pride.
4. O that the joyful Day were come
To finifh our Diflrefs !
When God fhall bring his Children home.
Our Songs ihall never ceafe.
P s A L M XV. Common Metre.
Charaolers of a Saint: Or, yf Citizen of Zion 5
Or, The ^ahfcaiiom G/a Chrifiian,
1 \X7HO (hall inhabit in thy Hiil,
^^ O God of Holin^fs ?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near, his Throne of Grace ?
2 The Man that walks in pious W^ay?, .
And works with righteous Hands 5
That trufts his Maker's Promifes,
And follows his Commands.
3 He fpeaks the Meaning of his Pleart^
Nor flanders with his Tongue ^
"Will fcarce believe an ill Report,
Nor do his Neighbour Wrong,
4 The wealthy Sinner he contemns.
Loves all that fear the Lord ;
And tho' to his own Hurt he fwears> .
Still he performs his Word,
B 5 , 5 h;s
2B F ^ A L M XV.
5 W\i Hands difdain a golden Bribe,
And never gripe the Poor.
This Man Ihail dwell with God on Earthy
And find his Heaven fecure.
P s A L M XV, Long Metre.
Religion and JujVtce^ Goodnrjs and Truth ; or, Duties
to GOD and Alan ^ or, the ^taUfxations of a
Chnft'ian.
1 V^/HO fliail afcend thy heav'nly Place,
' ^ Great God, and dwell before thy Face ?
The Man that minds Religion now,
And hambly walks with God below.
2 Whofe Hand-s are pure, whofe Heart is clean ;
Whole Lips ftill fpeak the Thing they mean ,^
No Slanders dwell upon his Tongue :
Me hates to do his Neighbour Wrong..
3 [Scarce will he trufc an ill Report,
Nor vent it to his Neighbour's Hurt :
Sinners of State he can defpife.
But Saints are honour'd in his Eyes.]
4 [Firm to his Word he ever Hood,
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 Juilice Ihould be fold :
While others gripe and grind the Poor,
Sv/cet Charity attends his Door.]
6 He loves his Enemies, and prays
For thofe that curfe him to his Face :
And dotli to all Men Oil! the fame
Ti-uit he would hope or widi from them.
7 Yet^
r^-A L M XVI. 29
7 Yet, when his holieft Works are done,
His Soul depends on Grace alone :
This is the Man thy Face diall fee,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee.
Psalm XVI. Firfi Part, Long Metre.
ConfeJJion of our Fovcrty ; and, ^a'mts the hefl Com--
patjy : or. Good Works profit Men not GOD,
1 pReferve me, Lord, in Time of Need^
* For Succour to thy Throne I ftce,
, But have no Merits there to plead ;
MyGoodnefs cannot reach to Thee.
2 Oft have my Heart and Tongue confeilj.
How empty and how poor I am ;
My Praiie can never make thee bleflj
Nor add nev/ Glories to thy Name.
3 Yet, Lord, thy Saints on Earth may resp^ ,
Som.e Profit by the Good we do ^
Thefe are the Company I keep,
Thefe are the choiceft Friends I know, -
4 Let others chufe the Sen? of Mirth
To give a ReliQi to their Wine,
I love the Men of heav'niy Birth.
Whofe Thoughts and Language are divine.
Psalm XVL Second Part. Long Metrs/
ChrijTs Ml- Sufficiency,
1 TTOW faft their Guilt and Sorrows rife^
^-^ Who hafte to feek fame Idol God ^
I will not tade their Sacrifice,
Their Off'rings of forbidden Blood,
2 My God provides a richer Cup,
And nobler Food to live upon j
He for my Life has ofFer'd up
JeJ}4s his beft beloved Son,-. 3 KI^:
3 His Love is my perpetual FeaO ;
By Diy his Counfels guide me right ;
And be his Name for ever bleO, °
Who gives me fweet Advice by Night.
4 I l"et him ftill before mine Eyes ;
At my Right hand he ftands prepar'd
-To keep my Soul from all Surprize,.
And be my everlafting Guard.
P s A L M XVI. 7kird Part. Long Metre.
Ccurags in Deaths and Hope cf the Refurrcotion.
1 \AJ HEN God is nigh, my Faith is ftrong,
^^ HiS Arm is my almighty Prop :
Be glad, my Heart, rejoyce, my Tongue,
My dying Flelh (ball reft in Hope.
2 Though in the Duft I lay my Head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My Soul for ever with the Dead,
Nor lofe thy Children in the Grave.
3 My Flefh fhall thy firft Call obey,
Shake off the Duft, and rife on high ;
Then flialt thou lead the wondrous Way
Up to thy Throne above the Sky.
4 There Streams of endlefs Pleafure flow ;
And firll Difcov'ries of thy Grace
[Which we but tafted here below]
Spread heav'nly Joys thro' all the Place.
P s A L Ai XVI. I---8. i^/r/?P^r/.CommonMetre.
Support and Ccunfil from GOD without Aderit,
1 C AVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry Foe i
^ In TJTce my Truft I place.
Though all the Good that I can do
Can ne'er deferve thy Grai:e y
% Yet
2 Yet if iriy God prolong my Breath,
The Saints may profit by't ;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of' my Delight.
3 Let Heathens to their Idols hafte,
And Worftiip Wood or Stone 3
But my delightful Lot is caft
Where the true God is known,
4 His Hand provides my conftant Food,
He fills my daily Cup ;
Much am I ^pleas'd with prefent Good^.
But" more rejoice in Hope.
5 God is my Portion and my Joy ;
His Counfels are my Light :
He gives me fweet Advice by Day, •
And gentle Hints by Night.
6 My Soul w^uld all her Thoughts- approve
To his all feeing Eye ;
Not Death nor Hell my Hope fnall m^ove
While fuch a Friend is nigh.
F s A L M XVL Second Part. Common Metre,
The Death and RefurreSfion of Chrift.
1 " T Set the Lord before my Face,
-■• "He bears my Courage up :
" My Heart my Tongue their Joys exprefs^
" My Fleih Hiall refl in Hope.
2 " My Spirit Lord thou wilt not leave-
*' Vv'here Souls departed are ;
'' Nor quit my Body to tj;ie 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 Frefence Joys unknowa, 4 [Th^s
52 P S A L M XVII.
4 [Thus in the Name of Chrift, the Lord,
The holy David fung,
And Providence fulfils the Word
Of his Prophetick Tongue.
5 Jefus^ whom every Saint adores j.
Was crucify'd and flain ;
Behold the Tomb its Prey relloreSj.
Behold lie lives again.
6 When fhall my Feet arife and ftand-
On Heav'ns eternal Hills ?
There fits the Son at Gqd's Right-hand,
And there the Father fmiles.]
Psalm XVII. Ver. i^.^c. Short Metre.
Portion of Saints and Sinners ; or, Hope and
Dejpair in Death,
1 A RISE, my gracious God,
"^^ And make the Wicked flee ;
They are but thy chaftifing Rod
Ta drive thy Saints to Thee.
2 Behold the Sinner dies.
His haughty Words are vain ;
Here in this Life his Pleafure lies.
And all beyond is Pain.
3 Then let his Pride advance.
And boaft of all his Store ;
The Lord is my Inheritance,
My Soul can wifli no more.
4 I fliall behold the Face
Of my forgiving God ;
And ftand compleat in Righteoufnefss
W;jih'd in my Saviour's Blood.
5 There's a new Heav'n begun
When I av^ake from Death,
Drcft in the Likenefs of thy Son,
Aad draw immortal Sreatiu Fsajlw
P S A L M XVII,XVIII. J3
Psalm XVII. Long Metre.
The Sinner's Portion and Saint's Hope ; or The
Heaven of feparate Souh^ and ibe RejurreSlion.
1 T ORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove
-^ My Faith, rny Patience, and my Love 5.
When Men of Spite againft me join,
They are the Sword, the Fland is thine.
2 Their Hope and Portion lie below ;
'Tis all the Happinefs they know,
^Tis all they feek ; they take their Shares-
And leave the reft among their Heirs.
2 What Sinners value, I redgn ;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :
1 fhall behold thy blifsful face,
And ftand compleat in Righteoufnefs.
4 This Life's a Drea.m, an empty Show i
But the bright World, to which I go.
Hath Joys fubflantial and fineere \
When ihali I wake, and find me there,
5 O glorious Hour ! O blefl Abode !
I fliall be near, and like my God ;
And Flelh and Sin no more controul
The facred Pleafures of the Soul.
6 My Flefli (hall flumber in the Ground,
Till the laft Trumpet's joyful Soomd :
Then burfk the Chains with fweet Surprize^
And in my Saviour's Image rife.
Psalm XVIIL Firft Fart,
Long Metre. Ver. 1 — 6, 15 — 18.
Deliverance frcm Dejpair ; or Temptations overcome-^
i '"pHEE will I love, O Lord, my Strength,
-*- My Rock, my Tow'r, my high Defence ^
Thy mighty Arm (hall be my Truft^
For I have found Salyation thtnce* s
P 34 PSALM XVIir.
2 Death, and the Terrors of the Grave,
Stood round me with their difmal Shade ;
While Floods of high Temptations rofe,.
And made my finking Soul afraid,
3 I faw the op'ning Gates of Hell
With endlefs Pains and Sorrow there,
(Which none but they that feel can tell)
While I was hurry'd to Defpair.
4 In my Diftrefs I call'd my God,
When 1 could fcarce believe him mine j
He bow'd his Ear to my Complaint ;
Then did^ his Grace appear divine.
5 [With Speed he flew to my Relief,
As on a Churub's Wing he rode ;
Awful and bright as Lightning fhone
The Face of my Deliv'rer God.
6 Temptations fled at his Rebuke,
The Blaft of his Almighty Breath ; ,
He fent Salvation from on high,
And drew me from the Deeps of Death.]
7 Great were my Fears, my Foes were great, .
A4uch was their Strength, and more theirR'age 3
But Chr'ijl^ my Lord, is Conqueror flill
In all the Wars that Devils wage,
8 My Song forever fhall record
That terrible, that joyful Hour ;
A*lid give the Glory to the Lord
Due to his Mercy and his Pow'r.
Psalm XVIIL
Second Pari, Ver. 20— —26. Long Metre.
Sincerity provd ar,d rewarded.
I J ORD, thou haft feen my Soul fmcere,
^ Haft made thy Truth and Lave appear :
JDefore
P 3 Jt L M XVIIL 35
Before mine Eyes I fet thy Laws,
And Tliou haft own'd my righteous Gaufe.
2 Since I have learn'd thy holy Ways,
I've walk'd upright before thy Face :
Or if my Feet did e'er depart,
'Twas never with a wicked Heart.
3 What fore Temptations broke my Reft \
What Wars and StruggHngs in my Breaft !
But through thy Grac<? that reigns within
I guard againft my darhng Sin.
4 That Sin that clofe befets me ftill,.
That works and ftrives againft my Will ;.
When fhall thy Spirit's fov'reign Pow'r
Deftroy it, that it rife no more ?
5 [With an impartial Hand the Lord
D.eals out to Mortals their Reward :
The kind and faithful Souls ftiall find
A God as faithful and as kind..
S The Juft and Pure fliall ever fay,
Thou art more pure, more juft than they :
And Men that love Revenge, ihall know,
God hath an Arm of Vengeance too.]
P s A L M XVIIL Third Part. Ver. 30, 31, 343
35, 46. ^c. Long Metre.
Rejoicing in GOD ; or, Sahaticn and Triumph,
1 lUST are thy Ways, and true thy Wordj
J Great Rock of my fecure Abode :
V/ho is a God befide the Lord ?
Or Where's a Refuge like our God ?
2 ' Lis He that girds me with his Mighty.
Gives me his holy Sv^^ord to weild \
And w^hile with Sin. and Hell I fight.
Spreads his Saivatioa for my Shield* 3
3 He lives, (and blefled be my Rock)
The God of my Salvation lives,
The dark Defigns of Hell are broke ;
Sweet is the Peace my Father gives.
4 Before the Scoffers of the Age
I will exalt my Father's Name,
Nor tremble at their mighty Rage,
But meet Reproach, and bear the Shame,
5 To David and his Royal Seed
Thy Grace for ever ihall extend ;
Thy Love to Saints in ChriJ} their Head
Knows not a Limit, nor an End.
Psalm XVIU. Flrjl Part. Common Metre.
Vi£icry and Triumph over Te?nporal Enemies,
1 WZ-E Love the Lord, aiid we adore,
^^ Now is rhine Arm reveal'd ;.
Thou art our Strength, our heav'nly Tow'r,
Our Bulwark and our Shield.
2 We fly to our eternal Rock,
And find a fure Defence ;
His holy Name our Lips invoke.
And. draw. Salvation thence.
3 When God, our Leader, fhinss in Arms,
What mortal Heart can bear
The Thunder of his loud Alarms ?
The Lightening of his Spear ?
4 He rides upon the winged Wmd,
And Angels in array
In Millions wait to know his Mind,
And fwift as Flames obey.
5 He fpeaks, and at his fierce Rebuke
Whole Armies are difmifs'd ;
His Voice, his Frown, his angry Look
Strikes all their Courage dead. 6 He
PSALM XVIII. 37
6 He forms our Gen'rals for the Field .
With all their dreadful Skill j
Gives them his avv'ful Sword to weild.
And makes their Hearts of Steel.
7 [He arms pur Captains to the Fight,
(Tho' there his Name^s forgot ;
He girded Cyrus with his Might,
But Cyrus knew him not.)
S Oft has the Lord whole Nations blefl:
For his own Church's fake ;
The Pow'rs that give his People Reft,
Shall of his Care partake, ]
Psalm XVIII. Second Pari. Common Metre,
The Conqueror's Song.
1 npO thine Almighty Arm^ w^e owe
-*■ The Triumphs of the Day y
Thy Terrors, Lord, confound the Foe,
And melt their Strength away.
2 'Tis by thine Aid our Troops prevail.
And break united Pow'rs,
Or burn their boafted Fleets, or fcale
The proudeft of theirTow^rs.
3 How have we chas'd them through the Fieli^^
And trod them to the Ground,
. While thy Salvation was our Shield^
But they no Shelter found !
4 In vain to Idol Saints they cry,
And periih in their Blood ;
W^here is a Rock fo great, fo high,.
So powVful as their God ?
5 The Rock of Ijrael ever lives ;
His Name be ever bleft ;
iTis his own Arm the Vidt'ry gives,
And gives his People Reft. 6 On
38 PSALM XIX.
6 On kings that reign as D^ivV/did,
He pours his Bleffings down ;
Secure their Honours to their Seed,
And well fupports the Crown.
Psalm XIX. Firji Part. Short Metre.
The Bock of Nature and Scripture,
For a Lord's Day rviorning.
I r>EHOLD the lofty Sky
^ Declares its Maker God,
And all his ftarry Works on high
Proclaim, his Pow'r abroad,
2- The Darknefs and the Light
Still keep their Ccurfe the fame ;
While Night to Day and Day to Night
Divinely teach his Name.
3 In every different Land
Their gen'ral Voice is known ;
They fhew the Wonders of his Hand,
And Orders of his Throne.
4 Ye Britijh Lands rejoice,
Here he reveals his Word ;
We are not left to Nature's Voice
To bid us know the Lord.
5 His Statutes and Commands
Are fet before our Eyes,
He put his Gofpei in our Hands^
Where our Salvation lies.
6 His Laws are juft and pure.
His Truth without Deceit,
His Promifes for ever fure,
And his Rewards are great.
7 [Not Honey to the Tafle
Affords fo much Delight, ^^cr
PSALM XIX- ^^
Nor Gold that has the Furnace pafs'd
So much allures the Sight.
8 While of thy Works I fing,
Thy Glory to proclaim.
Accept the Praife, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer's Name. J
Psalm XIX. Seccmd Part. Short Metre.
G 0 D's Word moft Excellent ; or, Sincerity and
IVatchJulnefs,
For -a Lord's-Day Morning.
1 pEHOLD the Morning Sun
^ Begins his glorious Way ;
His Beams thro' all the Nations run.
And Life and Light convey.
2 But where the Gofpel comes
It fpreads diviner Light,
It calls dead Sinners from their Tombs^
And gives the blind their* Sight.
3 How perfect is thy Word !
And all thy Judgments jufl.
For ever, fure thy Promife Lord,
And Men fecurely trufb.
4 My gracious God, hov/ plain
Are thy Directions giv'n I
O may I never read in vain.
But find the Path to Heav'n !
Pause.
5 I hear thy Word with Love,
And I would fain obey ;
Send thy good Spirit from aboYc
To guide me, lefi: I ftray,
6 O who can ever find
The Errors of his Ways 't Yet
Yet v\ith a bold prefumptuous Maid
I would not dare tranfgrefs.
7 Warn me of ev'ry Sin,
Forgive my fecret Faults,
And cleanfe this guilty Soul of mine,
Whofe Crimes exceed my Thoughts,
8 While with my Heart and Tongue
I fpread thy Praife abroad ;
Accept the Worfhip and the Song,
My Saviour and my God.
Psalm XIX. Long Metre, e
The Books of Nature and of Scripture compare} ; or.
The Glory and Succefs cf the Gofpel.
1 THE Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord,
*■ In ev'ry Star thy Wifdom Ihincs ;
But when our Eyes behold thy Word,
We read thy Name in fairer Lines.
2 The rolling Sun the changing Light,
And Nights and Days thy Pow'r confefs ;
' But the bleit Volume thou haft writ.
Reveals thy Juflice and thy Grace.
3 Sun, Moon and Stars convey thy Praife
Round the whole Earth and never fland ;
So v/hen thy Truth begun its Race,
It touch'd aild glanc'd on ev'ry Land.
4 Nor (liall thy fpreading Gofpel reft
Till through the World thy Truth haf^ run ;
Till Chri/i\:xs all the Nations bleft
" That fee the Light, or feel the Sun.
5 Great Sun of Righteoufnefs, arife,
Blcfs the dark VVorld with heav'nly Light ;
Thy Gofpel makes the Siirjple wife.
Thy Laws are pure, thy Judgments right.
6 Th
P S ^LM XIX. 41
6 Thy nobieft Wonders here we view,
In Souls renew'd, and Sins forgiv'n.
Lord, cleanfe my Sins, my Soul renew,
And make thy Word my Guide to Heav'n.
P s A L M XIX. To the tune of the 13th Pfalm-
7 he Bosk of Nature and Scripture.
1 /^ Reat God, the Heav'ns well order'd Frame
^^ Declares the Glories of thy Name.
There thy rich Works of Wonder fhine,
A thoufand ilarry Beauties there,
A tbpufand radiant Marks appear
Of boundlefs Pow'r, and Skill divine.
2 From Night to Day, from Day to Night,
The dawning and the dying Light,
Lectures of heavenly Wifdom read ;
With iilent Eloquence they raife
Our Thoughts to our Creator's Praife,
And neither Sound nor Language need,
3 Yet their divine Inflrucflions run
Far as the Journeys of the Sun,
And ev'ry Nation knows their Voice :
The Sun like fome young Bridegroom dreflg
Breaks from the Chambers of the Eaft,
Rolls round, and makes the Earth rejoice,
4 Where e'er he fpreads his Beams abroad.
He fmiies, and fpeaks his Maker God :
All Nature joins to (hew thy Praife :
Thus God in ev'ry Creature {nines ;
Fair is the Book of Nature's Lines,
But fairer is the Book of Grace.
Pause.
5 I love the Volumes of thy Word ;
V/hat Light and Joy thofe Leaves sfFoYd
' To Souls benighted and diftreil !
TKv
42 PS^LM XX.
Thy Precepts guide my doubtful Way,
Thy Fear forbids my Feet to ftray,
Thy Promife leads my Heart to Red.
6 From the Difcoveries of thy Law
The perfea Rules of Life I draw :
Thefe are my Study and Dehght ;
Not Honey fo invites the Tafte,
Nor Gold that hath the Furnace pad
Appears fo pleafmg to the Sight.
7 Thy Threat'nings wake my fluinb'ring Eyes,
And warn me where my Danger lies i
But *ti.s thy blefled Gofpel Lord,
That makes my guilty Confcience 'clean.
Converts my Soul, fubdues my Sin,
And gives a free, but large Reward.
8 Who knows the Errors of his Thoughts ?
My God, forgive my fecret Faults,
And from prefumptuous Sins reftrain ;
Accept my poor Attempts of Praife,
That I have read thy Book of Grace
And Book of Nature not in vain.
Psalm XX.
Prayer and Hope of Vi^ory.
For a Day of Prayer in Time of War.
1 "^OW may the God of Pow'r and Grace
T Attend his People's humble Cry !
yehovah hears when Ifr'el prays,
And brings Deliverance from on high.
2 The Name of Jacob's God defends
Better than Shields or brazen Walls ;
He from his Sanduary fends
Succour and Strength when Zion calls.
3 Well
' PS^LM XXL 43
I Well he remembers all our Sighs,
His Love exceeds our beft Deferts ;
His Love accepts the Sacrifice
Of humble Groans and broken Hearts.
\. In his Salvation is our Hope,
And in the Name of Ifraei's God,
Our Troops fhall lift their Banners up.
Our Navies fpread their Flags abroad.
; Some truft in Horfes train'd for War,
And fome of Chariots make their Beads ;
Our fureft Expe6lations are
From Thee the Lord of heav'nly Hods*
) [O may the Memory of thy Name
Infpire our Armies for the Fight !
Our Foes fhall fall and die with Shame,
Or quit the Field with Ihameful Flight.]
^ Now fave us, Lord, from flavhh Fear,
Now let our Hopes be firm and ftrong.
Till thy Salvation fhall appear.
And Joy and Triumph raife the Song.
P s A^ L M XXL Common Metre.
Our King is the Care of Heaven,
f'T^HE King, O Lord, with Songs of Pralfc
-■' Shall in thy Strength rejoyce ;
And bleft with thy Salvation raife
To Heav'n his chearful Voice.
i Thy fure Defence thro' Nations round
Has fpread his glorious Name ;
And his fuccefsful Adions crown*d
With Majefty and Fame.
\ Then let the King on God alone
For timely Aid rely ; /
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44 PSALM XXL
His A^crcy dial I fupport the Throne
And all our Wants fu pply.
4 But, righteous Lord, his fiubborn Foes
Shall feel thy dreadful Hand ;
Thy vengeful Arm (hall find out thofe
That hate his mild Command.
5 When thou againft them doft engage
Thy juft, but dreadful Doom
Shall, like a fi'ry Oven's Rage,
Their Hopes and them confume.
6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous Pow'r declare.
And thus exalt thy Fame ;
While we glad Songs of Praife prepare
. For thine Almighty Name.
Psalm XXI. i 9. Long Metre.
Chrifi exalted to the Kingdom.
I T^AVID rejoic'd in God his Strength,
•*^ Rais'd to the Throne by fpecial Grace,
But Chriji the Son appears at length,
Fulfils the Triumph and the Praife.
1 How great is the MeJJiah's Joy
In the Salvation of thy Hand !
Lord, thou haft rais'd his Kingdom high,
And giv'n the World to his Command.
3 Thy Goodnefs grants what-e'er he wilJ,
Nor doth the leaft Requeft withfhold ;
Blefiings of Love prevent him ftill.
And Crowns 01 Glory not of Gold.
4 Honour and Majefty divine
Around his facred Temples (bine ;
Bleft with the Favour of thy Face,
And Length of everlafting Days.
5 Thine
5 Thine Hand (hall find out all his Foes ;
And as a fi'ry Oven glows
With raging Heat and living Coals,
So fhall thy Wrath devour their Souls.
Psalm XXJI. i— -16. Firj^ Part.
Common Metre.
7 he Sufferings and Death <?/" Christ.
1 TTI7HY has my God mv Soul forfook,
^^ Nor will a Smile afford ?
(Thus David once in Anguifn fpoke.
And thus our dying Lord.)
2 Though 'tis thy chief Delight to dwell
Among thy praifmg Saints,
Yet thou canft hear a Groan as well.
And pity our Complaints.
3 Our Fathers trufted in thy Name,
And great DeUv'rance found ;
But I'm a Worm defpis'd of Men,
And trodden to the Ground.
4 Shaking the Head they pafs me by, ^:-
And laugh my Soul to Scorn ;
'^ In vain he trujls in God, they cry,
" NegleSied and forlorn.
5 But thou art h« who form'd my Flefli,
By thine Almighty Word,
And fmce I hung upon the Breaft
My hope is in the Lord.
6 Why will my Father hide his Face^
When Foes ftand threat'ning round
In the dark Hour of deep Diftrefs,
And not an Helper found ?
Pause.
7 Behold thy Darling left among
The Cruel and the Proud, C 2 As
^4^ P S ^ L M XXIL
As Bulls of Bq/han fierce and ftrong.
As Lions roaring loud.
8 From Earth and Hell my Sorrovv's meet.
To multiply the Smart j
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 h-eav'nly Father bruife
The Son he loves fo well ?
10 My God, if poflible it be,
With-hold this bitter Cup ;
But Irefign my Will to Thee,
And drink the Sorrows up.
11 My Heart diiTolves with Pangs unkno^Hj
In Groans I wafte my Breath :
Thy heavy Hand has brought me down
Low as the Duft of Deathc
12 Fatl||r, I give my Spirit up,
And truft it in thy Hand ;
My dying Fiefh fhall reft in Hope,
And rife at thy Command.
Psalm XXII, 20, 2 r, 27,-- -31. Second Part.
Common Metre.
Chrift's Sufferings and Kingdom,
1 " "KlOI^Ffrom the roaringLion^s Ragi^
^^ " O Lord^ prote£f thy Son,
''^ Nor leave thy Darling to engage
«' The Pcw'rs of Hell alone.
2 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
P 8 A L M XXII. 47
3 Great was the Vift'ry of his Death
His Throne exalted high ;
And all the Kindreds of the Earth .
Shall worfl"iip or Ihali die.
4 A num'rous Offspring mutl arife
From his expiring Groans ;
They (hall be reckon'd in his Eyes
For: Daughters and for Sons,
5 The meek, and humble Souls Ihall fee
Flis Table richly fpread ;
And all that feek ihs Lord (hall be
With Joys immortal fed.
6- The hies fhall know the Righteoufnefs
Of our incarnate G-OD,
Aud Nations yet unborn profefs .
Sal y atio n • i n - h 1 s -B 1 ood ,
P's A L M XXII. Long Metre,
Chrift's Sufferings and Exaltation,
1 "VJO^^ ^^t ou^ mournful Songs record
^^ The dying Sorrows of our Lord,
When tie complain'd in Tears and Blood
As one forfaken of his God.
2 -The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,
And fhake their Heads and laugh in Scorn ;
*' He refcu'd 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 blelTed lov'd him ic,
" Why doth he fail to help him now I
4 Barbarous People \ Cruel Priefts !
How they flood round like fav.age Eeafts 5
C ^ Like
48 PSALM XXIII.
Like Lions gaping to devour.
When God had left him in their PowV.
5 They wound his Head, his Hands, his Feet,
Till Streams of Blood each other meet ;
By Lot his Garments they divide.
And mock the Pangs in which he dy'd.
6 But God his Father heard his Cry ;
Rais'd from the Dead he reigns on high ;
The Nations learn his Righteoufnefs,
' And humble Sinners tafte his Grace.
Psalm XXIIL Long Metre,
God our Shepherd.
1 A /| Y Shepherd is the living Lord ;
^^ Now ihall my Wants be well fupply'd ;
His Providence and holy Word
Become my Safety and my Guide.
2 "in Padures where Salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me reH",
Therfe living Water gently fiov/s,
And all the Food divinely bled.
3 My v.'snd'ring Feet his Ways miftake ;
But he refiores my Soul to Peace,
And leads me for his Mercy's fake
In. the fair Paths of Righteoufnefs.
4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy Vale
Where Death and all its Terrors are, ^^.^-^
My Heart and Hope (liall never fail, '^^V
For God my Shepherd's with me there.'
Amidil: the Darknefs and the Deeps
Thou art ir>y Comfort, thou my Stay j
Thy Staff fupports my feeble Steps,
Thy Rod direds my doubtful Way.
6 The
6 The Sons of Earth and Sons of Hell
Gaze at thy Goodnefs, and repine
To fee my Table fpread fo weii
With living Bread and chearfui Wine.
7 [How I rejoice when on my Head
Thy Spirit condefcends to red 1
' Fis a divine Anointing fhed
Like Oil of Gladnefs at a Feaft.
8 Surely the Mercies of the Lord
Attend his Houfhold all their Days ;
There will I dwell to hear his Word,
To feek his Face, and ling his Praife.
Psalm XXIII. Common Metre.
1 "K/f^ Shepherd will fupply my Need,
"^*-*' 'Jehovah is his Name ;
In Pafiures frefh he makes me feed,
Befide the living Stream.
2 He brings my wandring Spirit back
When I forfake his Ways,
And leads me for his Mercy's fake..
In Paths of Truth and Grace.
3 When I walk through the Shades of Death,
Thy Prefence is my Stay ;
A Word of thy fupporting Breath
Drives all my Fears away.
^4 Thy Hand in Sight of all my Foes
Doth ftiU my Table fpread -,
My Cup with Bleffings overflows.
Thine Oil anoints my Head.
5 The fure Provifions of my God
Attend me all my Days ;
O may thy Houfe be mine Abode, •
And all my Work be .Praife !
C 4. 6., There
^o PSALM XXllL
6 There would I find a fettled Reft,
(While others go and come)
No more a Stranger or a Gueli,
But like a Child at home.
P s A L M XXIII. Short Metre. •
I 'TpHE Lord my Shepherd is,
^ I Ihall be weU fupply'd ;
Since he is mine and 1 am his.
What can I want befide ?
a He leads me to the Placi
Where heav'nly Failure grows.
Where living V/aters gently pafs.
And full Salvation flows.
3 If e'er I go aflray,
He doth my Soul reclaim, * ■ t
And guides me in his own right Way
For his moft holy Name.
4 While he affords his Aid
I cannot yield to Fear ;
Tho' I fhould walk thro' Death's dark Shade^
My Shepherd's with me there,
5 h\ fpight'of all my Foes
Thou doft my Table fpread^i
iwly Cup with Blcfrinpsoverfiowij
And Joy exalts my Head. .£^^''
6 The Bounties of thy Love "**
Shall crown my following Days ;
Nor from thy Hoi^fe will I remove
Nor ceafe to fpe^k thy Praife.
Psalm XXiV. Common Metre.
Dweliirfg •imih. GOD.
I '-J^HE Earth lor ever is the Lord's
,''1 With Mam's num'rous Race j * He-
P S ^ L M XXIV. 52
He rais'd it's Arclies o'er theFloods,
And built it on the Seas.
2 But who among the Sons of Men
May vifit thine Abode ?
He that has Hands from Mifchief cleanc>.
Whofe Heart is right with God. Jt^
3 This is the Man may rife and take ., m
The Bleffings of his Grace : / m
This is the Lot of thofe that feek : ' . ,-
The Gqd of 7j.^^^'s Face. ' /■
4 Now let our Soul's immortal Fow-r% . ^ '
To meet the Lord prepare,- /y
Lift up their everlafting Doors, Y
The King of Glory's near.
5 The King of G4ory J Who can tell
The Wonders of hiS' Might ?
He rules the Nations ; but to dwell
With Saints is his Delight.
Psalm XXIV. Lmig Metre. ,
Bainis divdl ;;i Heauefi ; or, Chriil'j Jfcenfion^
1 '~pHtS fpacious. Earth, is all the Lord's,
-*• And Men andWorms,^; Beads andBirds i
He rais'd the Building on the Seas,
And gave it for their JDwelling-place,
2 But there's a brighter W^orld on highc,
Thy Palace, Lord, a:bove the Sky ;
Who (hall afcend that bleft abode ;
And dwelLfoiiear his Maker God.
3 He that ^raors and fears to fin, ,
Whofe Heart is pure, whofe Hands ars clean,
Him fhall the Lord the Saviour blefs.
And clothe, his Soul with Righteoufnefs. ,
C 5 A^hcfs
52 PSALM XXV.
4 Thefe are the Men, the pious Race
That feek the God of Jacob's Face ?
Thefe ihall enjoy the bhfsful Sight,
And dwell in everlafting Light.
Pause.
5 Rejoice ye fl^ining 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'niy Gates, your Leaves difplay
To make the Lord the Saviour Way ;
Laden with Spoils from Earth and Hell
The Conqueror comes with God ta dwell*
7 Rais'd from the Dead he goes before.
He opens Heaven's eternal Door,
To give his Saints a blert Abode
Near their Redeemer and their God.
Psalm XXV. i— n. Firji Part.
JVaitirig for Pardon and Dire^ion,
r T LIFT my Soul to God,
-*- My Truft is in his Name ;
Let not my Foes that feek my Blood
Still triumph in my Shame.
2 Sin, and the Pow'rs of Hell
Perfuade me to defpair ;
Lord, make me know thy Covenant well.
That I may 'fcape the Snare.
5 From the firft dawning Light
Till the dark Ev'ning Rife,
For thy Salvation, Lord, 1 wait
With ever longing Eyes.
|. Remember all thy Grace,
And lead me in thy Tru'.h ;
For^ivi^
w^
P S ^ L M XXV; 53
Forgive the Sins of riper Days,
And Follies of my Youth.
5 The Lord is juft and kind
The Meek (hall learn his Ways,
And ev'ry humble Sinner find
The Methods of his Grace.
6 For his own Goodnefs fake
He faves my Soul from Shame ; ^
He pardons ftho' my Guilt be great)
Tiiro' my Redeemer's Nams.
P s A L M XXV. 12, 14, 10, 13. Second Part,
Divine Injlridiion.
■HERE (hall the Man be found,
That fears t' ofFend his God,
That love's the Gofpei's joyful Sound,
And trembles at the Rod ?
2 The Lord (hall make him know
The Secrets of his Heart,
The V/onders of his Cov'nant ^ow.
And all his Love impart.
3 The Dealings of his Hand
Are Truth and Mercy dill.
With fuch as to his Cov'nant (land.
And love to do his Will.
4 Their Soul fhall dv/ell at Eafe
Before their Maker's Face,
Their Seed fiiall tafte the Promifes
In their extenfive Grace,
P s A 2i M XXY. 15—22. VnrdPari,
Dijh'efs of Sold \ or,: Backjliding and. Dejertion,
I "\/rlNE Eyes and my Defire
^^ Are ever to. the Lord 3
I love to plead his Promifes,
And reft upon hi^ Word, a Turn
54 PSALM XXVL
2 Turn, turn thee to my Soul,
Bring thy Salvation near ;
When will thy Hand releafe my Feet
Out of the deadly Snare ?
3 When {hall the Sovereign Grace
Of my forgiving God
Reft ore me from thofe dang'rous Ways-
My wand'ring Feet have trod 1
4 The Tumult of my Thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe :
My Spirit languifhes, my Heart
Is defolate and low.
5 With evVy Morning Light
My Sorrow new begins ;
Look on my Anguiih and my Pain,
And pardon all my Sins.
Pause.
6 Behold the Hofts of Hell,
How cruel is their Hate ? ^ ^
Againft my Life they rife, and join
Their Fury with Deceit.
7 O keep my Soul from Death,
Nor put ray Hope to Shame,
For I have plac'd'my only Truft
In my Redeemer's Name.
8 With humble Faith I wait
To fee thy Face again ;
Of Ifrel it (hall ne'er be faid.
He fought the Lord in vain.
Psalm XXVL
Sf If' Examination ; or, Evidences of Grace.
I tUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my Way?;;
J Aiid try my Reins, and try my Heart ;
PSALM XXVII. :
My Faith upon thy Promife ftays.
Nor from thy Law my Feet depart,
I hate to walk, I hate to fit ,
With Men of Vanity and Lies ;
The Scoffer and the Hypocrite
Are the Abhorrence of mine Eyes.
Amongfi: thy Saints will I appear
With Hands well wafh'd in Innocence 5
But when I ftand before thy Bar,
The Biood of Chri/i is my Defence.
I love thy Habitation, Lord-,,
The Temple where thine Honours dwell ^
There fliall I hear thy holy Word,
And there thy Works of Wonders teli»
Let not my Soul be join'd at lafl
With Men of Treachery and Blood,
Sln-ce I my Days on Earth have paft
Among the Saints, and near my God.
P s- A- L M XXVIL 1---6. Fir/i ParU
^he Church is our Delight and Safety^
'T^HE Lord of Glory is my Light,
-*■ And my Solvation too ;
God is my Strength ; nor will I fear
What all my Foes can do.
One Privilege my Heart defires;
O grant me an Abode
Among the Churches of thy Saints^
The Temples of my God.
There fhall I offer my Requefts
And fee thy Beauty M\ v
Shall hear thy MefTages of Love^
And there enquire thy WilL
When Troubles rife and Storms appear?
There may. hi& Children hWej- G
5(5 PSALM XXYil, XXIX-
God has a ftrong Pavilion, where
He makes my Soul abide.
5 Now fliall my Head be lifted high
Above my Foes around,
And Songs of Joy and Victory
Within thy Temple found.
P s A L M XXVII. Ver. 8, 9, 13, 14. Second ParL
Prayer and Hope.
1 oOON as I heard my Father fay,
*^ "2"^ Children^ feek my Grace ^
My Heart reply'd without Delay,
'* rilfeek-my Father's Face.
2 Let not thy Face be hid from me.
Nor frown my Soul away ;
God of my Life, I fly to thee
In a diftreffing Day.
3 Should Friends and Kindred near and dear-
Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my Life his Care,
And all my Need fupply.
4 My fainting Flefh had dy'd with Grief,
Had not my Soul believ'd.
To fee thy Grace provide Rehef,
Nor was my Hope deceiv'd,
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling Saints>
And keep your Courage up ;
He'll raife your Spirit when it faints.
And far exceed your Hope,
Psalm XXJX.
Storm and Thunder »
I #^IVE to the Lord, ye Sons of Fame,
^^ Give to the Lord Renown and PowV,
Afcribe due Honours to his Name,
And his eternal Midit adore, 2 T.:„
The Lord proclaims his Pow'r alone ,
Over the Ocean and the Land ;
His Voice divides the Vv^atry Cloud,/
And Lightnings blaze at his Command.
He rpeaks, and Tempeft, Hail and Wmd^
Lay the wide Foreft bare around ;
The fearful Hart and frighted Hind,
Leap at the Terror of the Sound.
To Lebanon he turns his Voice, *,
And \o^ the ftately Cedars break :
The Mountains tremble at the Noife,.
The Vallies roar, the Deferts quake.
The Lord fits Sov'reign on the Floods
The Thunder reigns for ever King ;
But makes his Church his blefl: Abode^
Where we his awful Glories iing.
In gentler Language there the Lord
The Counfel of his Grace imparts :
Amidft the raging Storm His Word
Speaks Peace and Courage to our Hearts,
Psalm XXX. Firfl Part.
Sicknefs heafd^ and. Sorrows remov'd^
T Will extol Thee Lord, on high,
-■- At thy Command Difeafes fly :
Who but a God can fpeak, and fave
From the dark' Borders of the Grave I
Sing to the Lord, ye Saints of his.
And tell how large his Goodnefs is ;
Let all your Pow'rs rejoice, and blefs.
While you record'^is Holinefs.
His Anger but a Moment ftays ;
His Love is Life and Length of Days :
Tho' Grief and Tesrs the Night employ, '
The Morning- ftar, reftores the Joy.
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Psalm XXX. Ver 6. Seccnd Pari,
Healthy Sicknefs^ and Recovery,
1 pIRM was my Health, my Day was brighr,
-*• And I prefum'd 'twould. ne'er^ be Night i
Fondly I faid within my Heart,
" Pleafure and Peace Jhall neer depart,
2 But I forgot thine Arm was ftrong.
Which made my Mountain Hand fo long ;
Soon as thy Face began to hide,
My Health was gone, my Comforts dy'd.
3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God ;
" What can'ft thou protit by my Blood ?:
" Deep ;in the Dull can I declare
•' Thy Truth, or ling thy Goodnefs there I
4 " Hear me, O God of Grace, I faid,
*' And bring me from among the Dead :
Thy Wordrebuk'd the Pains I felt,
Thy pardoning Love remov'd my Guilt.
5 My Groans, and Tears, and Forms of VTo^y
Are turn'd to Joy and Praifes now ;
1 throw my Sackcloth on the Ground,
And Eafe and Gladnefs gird me round,
6 My Tongue, the Glory of my Frame,
Shall ne'er be filent of thy Name ;
Thy Praife fhall found thro' Earth and Heav'n
For Sicknefs heal'd, and Sins forgiv'n.
Psalm XXXI. 5. 13,-19,22,23. Firjl Pari^
Deliverance frc7n Death,
1 INTO thine Hand, O God of Truth,
^ My Spirit I commit ;
Thou haft redeem'd my Soul from Death,
And fav'd me irom the Pit.
2 The Paffions of my Hope and Fear
Maintaia'd a dgubk Strife^ Whlla
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While Sorrow, Pain, and Sin confpir'd
To take av/ay my Life.
3 " My Times are in thy Handy I cry'dj
" Tho' I draw near the Duft :
Thou art the Refuge where I hide.
The God in whom I trufc.
4 O make thy reconciled Face
Upon thy Servant fhine,
And fave me for thy JVLercy Sake^
For I'm entirely Thine.
P A u s E.
5 ['Twas in my Hade, my Spirit faid^,
" / muji defpair and die,
^' / am cut off before thine Eyes ;
But thou haft heard my Cry.
6 Thy Goodnefs how divinely free !
How wond'rous is thy Grace,
To thofe that fear thy Majefty,
And truft thy Promifes !
7 O love the Lord, all ye his Saints>
And iing his Praifes loud ;
He'll bend his Ear to your Complaints,
And recompence the Proud.
Psalm XXXL 7— 33, ii---2r. SecondFa
Deliverance fro?n Slander and Reproach,
1 Ti/fY Heart rejoices in thy Name,
^■*- My God, my Help, my Truft;
Thou haft prelerv'd my Face from Shame,
Mine Honour from, the Duft.
2 " My Life is fpent with Grief, I cry'd,
'' My Years, confum'd in Groans,
*' My Strength decays, mine Eyes are dry'd.
" And Sorrow waftes my Bones. 3 1
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Fmong mine Enemies my Name
Was a mere Proverb grown,
While to my Neighbours I became
Forgotten and unknown.
o
Slander and Fear on ev'ry Side
Seiz'd and befet me round,
I to the Throne of Grace appiy'd,
And fpeedy Refeue found.
Pause.
How great Deliv'rance thou baft wrought
Before the Sons of Men !
The lying Lips to Silence brought.
And made their Boaftings vain !
Thy Children from the Strife of Tongues
Shall i\\y Pavilion hide.
Guard them from Infamy and Wrongs,
And crulh the Sons of Pride.
Within thy fecret Prefence, Lord,,
Let me for ever dwell ;
No fenced City wall'd and bafr'd
Secures a Saint fo well.
Psalm XXXIi. Short Metre.
Forgivenefs cf Sins upon ConfeJfiorU.
BlelTed Souls are they
Whofe Sins are cover'd o'er I
Divinely bleft to whom the Lord
Imputes their Guilt no more.
They mourn their Follies pad,
And keep their Hearts with Care ;
Their Lips .gnd Lives without Deceit
Shall prove their Faith iincere.
While I conceal'd my Guilt, _,
I felt, the feft'rincr Wound, * ^^
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PSALM XXXII. 6i
Till I confefs'd my Sins to Thee,
And ready Pardon found.
4 Let Sinners learn to pray.
Let Saints keep near the Throne j
Our Help in Times of deep Diftrefs
Is found in God alone.
P A s L M XXXIL Common Metre.
Free Pardon andfincere Obedience ; or, Confejjim and
Forgivenefs.
APPY the Man to whom his God
No more imputes his Sin,
But wafhM in the Redeemer's Blood
Hath made his Garments clean I
2 Happy, beyond Exprelllon he
Whofe Debts are thus difcharg'd 5
And from the guilty Bondage free
He feels his Soul iniarg'd.
5 His Spirit hates Deceit and Lyes,
His Words are all fmcere :
He guards his Heart, he guards his Eyer,
To keep his Confcience clear.
\. V/hile I my inward Guilt fupprell.
No Quiet could I find ;
Thy Wrath lay burning in my Breafl-^
And rack'd my tortur'd Mind.
J Then I confefs'd my troubled Thoughts,
My fecret Sins reveal'd,
Thy pardoning Grace forgave my Faults,
Thy Grace my Pardon feal'd.
? This fliall invite thy Saints to pray ;
When like a raging^Flood
Temprstions rife, cur Strength and Stay
Is a for^^jivina; God» - P s a l m
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Psalm XXXII. Firji Part. Long Metre.
Repentance and Free Pardon ; or, Jii/hfication
and San^ification.
1 "DLEST is the Man, fer ever bleft,
■^ Whofe Guilt is pardon'd by his God,
Whofe Sins with Sorrow are confefs'd,
And cover'd with his Saviour's Blood,
2 Bleft is the Man to whom the Lord
Imputes not his Iniquities,
He pleads no Merit of Reward,
And not on Works but Grace relies.
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 fmcere.
4 How glorious is that Pvighteoufnefs
That hides and cancels all his Sins !
While a bright Evidence of Grace
Thro' his whole Life appears and fliines.
F s A L M XXXII. Second Pari, Long Metre.
A guilty Confcience eas'd by Confe(jitn and Pardon»
1 VXT'HILE I keep Silence and conceal
^^ My heavy Guilt within my Heart,
What Torments doth my Confcience feel !
What Agonies of inward Smart '
2 I fpread my Sins before the Lord,
And all my fecret Fauits confefs ;
Tliy Gofpel fpeaks a pard'ning Word^
Thine Holy Spirit feals the Grace.
3 For this (liall every humble Soul
Make fwift Addrefles to thy Seat :
When Floods of huge Temptations roll,
There ihall they find a bleft Retreat.
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4 How fafe beneath thy Wings I lie,
When Days grow dark, and Storms appear ;
And -when I walk, thy watchful Eye
Shall guide m-e fafe from ev'ry Snare.
P s A L M XXXIIL FirJiPart. Common Metre>
TForks of Creation and Providence.
J "p EJOICE, ye Righteous, in the Lord,
-■^ This Work belongs to you :
Sing of his Name, his Ways, his Word,
How holy, juft and true !
2 His Mercy and his Righteoufnefs
Let Heav'n and Earth proclaim 5
His Works of Nature and of Grace
Reveal his wqnd'rous Name.
3 His Wifdom and Almighty Word
The heav'nly Arches fpread j
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their fhining Hofts were made,
4 He bid the liquid Waters flow
To their appointed Deep ;
The flowing Seas their Limits, know.
And their own Station keep.
5 Ye Tenants of the fpacious Earth,
With Fear before him ftand ;
He fpake, and Nature took its Birth,
And reds on his Command.
6 He fcorns the angry Nations Rage,
And breaks their vain Defigns ;
His Counfel ftands thro' every Age,
An4 in full Glory ihines,
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P s A L M XXXIII. Second Part. CommonMetre.
Creatures vain, and God jlll-fufficient.
1 "OLEST is the Nation where the Lord
^ Hath tix'd his gracious Throne ;
Where he reveais his heav'nly Word,
And calls their Tribes his own.
2 His Eye with infinite Survey
Does tlie whole 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 Speed nor Courage of an Horfe
Can the bold Rider fave.
4 Vain is the Strength of Beads or Men,
To hope for Safety thence ;
But holy Souls from God obtain
A f\rong and fure Defence.
5 God is their Fear, and God their Truft :
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 truil thy Grace alone.
Psalm XXXIIL As the t 13 Pfalm. FirJiPart'
IVorks of Creation and Providence*
I 'V'E holy Souls, in God rejoice,
^ YourMaker's Praife becomes your Voice,
Great is your Theme, your Songs be ii^^%
Sing of his Name, his Word, his Ways,
His Works of Nature, and of Grace,
How wife and holy, juH and true !
P S ^ L M XXXIII. 6s
a Juftice and Truth he ever loves,
And the whole Earth his Goodnefs proves.
His Word the heavenly Arches fpread ;
How wide they fhine from North to South I
And by the Spirit of his Mouth
Were all the ftarry Armies made.
3 He gathers the wide flowing Seas,
Thofe w^atry Treafures know their Place
In the vaft Store-houfe of the Deep.
He fpake, and gave all Nature Birth ;
And Fires and Seas, and Heav'n, and Earth,
His everlafting Orders keep.
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 :
But his eternal Counfel ftands.
And rules the World from Age to Age.
Psalm XXXIIl. As the i isthPfal. SecondParU
Creatures vain^ and GOD All-fuffidcnt.
1 r\ Happy Nation where the Lord
^^ 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.
2 Let Kings rely upon their Holl,
And of his Strength the Champioa boaft ;
In vain they boaft, in vain rely ;
In vain we truft the bruta! Force;
Or Speed or Courage, of an Horfe,
To guard his Rider, or to fly.
3 The Eye of thy Compaflion. Lord,
Doth more fecure Defence afford When
66 PSALM XXXIV.
When Deaths or Dangers threat'ning ftand *
Thy watchful Eye preferves the Juft,
Who make thy Name their Fear and Truft,
When Wars or Famine wafte the Land,
4 In Sicknefs or the bloody Field,
Thou our Phyfician^ thou our Shield,
Send us Salvation from thy Throne ;
We wait to fee thy Goodnefs (hine ;
Let us rejoice in Help divine.
For all our Hope is God alone.
Psalm XXXIV. Firji Fart, Long Metre.
God's Care of the Saints ; or. Deliverance by Prayer,
1 T ORD, I will blefs thee all my Days,
-■^ Thy Praife fhall dwell upon my Tongue :
My Soul fhall glory in thy Grace,
While Saints rejoice to hear the Song.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Come, let us all exalt his Name ;
I fought th' eternal God, and He
Has not cxpos'd my Hope to Shame.
3 I told him all my fecret Grief,
My fecret Groaning reach'd his Ears,
He gave my inward Pains Relief,
And calm'd the Tumult of my Fears,
4 To him the Pocr lift up their Eyes,
Their Faces feel the heav'nly Shine ;
A Beam of Mercies from the Skies
Fills them with Light and Joy divine.
5 His holy Angels pitch their Tents
Around the Men that ferve the Lord ;
O fear and love him, all his Saints,
Tafte of his Grace, and truft his Word.
6 Tkc
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6 The wild young Lions pinch'd with Pain
And hunger, roar thro' all the Wood ;
But none (hall feek the Lord in vain.
Nor want Supplies of real Good.
Psalm XXXIV. 11-22. Seem J Part.
Long Metre.
Religious Education ; or, InJfruSiions of Piety.
I /^Hildren in Years, and Knowledge young,
^^ Your Parents Hope, your Parents Joy,
Attend the Counfels of my Tongue,
Let pious Thoughts your Minds emyloy.
I If you dedre a Length of Days,
And Peace to crown your mortal State,
Reftrain your Feet from impious Ways,
Your Lips from Slander and Deceit.
5 The Eyes of God regard his Saints,
His Ears are open to their Cries ;
He fets his frowning Face againft
The Sons of Violence and Lies.
J. To humble Souls and broken Hearts
God with his Grace is ever nigh ;
Pardon and Hope his Love imparts
When Men in deep Contrition lie.
He tells their Tears, he counts their Groans,
His Son redeems their Souls from Death ;
His Spirit heals their broken Bones,
They in his Praife employ their Breath.
P s A L M XXXrV. I- 10. Firji Pan,
Common Metre.
Prayer and Praife for eminent Deliverance^
i I'LL biefs the Lord from Day to Day ;
^ Hov/ good are all his Ways ?
Ye humble Souls that ufe to pray.
Come, help my Lips to praife,
D 2 3ing
^8 PSALM XXXIV.
2 Sing to the Honour of his Nam^,
How a poor SufTrer cry'd,
Nor was his Hope exposed to Shame,
Nor was his Suitdeny'd.
3 When threatening Sorrows round me flood.
And endlefs Fears arofe,
Like the ioud Billows of a Flood,
Redoubling all my Woes.
4 I told the Lord my fore Difirefs,
With heavy Groans and Tears ;
He gtive my Iharpefi: Torments Eafe,
And filenc'd all my Fears.
Pause.
5 [O Sinners, come and tafte his Love,
Come, learn his pleafant Ways,
And let your own Experience prove
The Svveetnefs of his Grace.
6 He bids his Angels pitch their Tents
Round where his Children dwell ;
What Ills their heav'nly Care prevents
No earthly Tongue can tell. J
7 [O love the Lord, ye Saint-s of his ;
His Eye regards the Jufl: I
How richly blefs'd their Portion is.
Who make the Lord their Truft !
8 Young Lions pinch'd with Hunger roar.
And famifh in the Wood :
But God fuppiies his holy Poor
With ev'iy needful Good.]
Psalm XXXIV. "11-22. Second Part.
Common Metre.
Exhortation to Peace and HoUnefs,
5 r"OME, Children, learn to fear the Lord, ^
^^* Aii^l that your Days- be long, Let
PSALM XXXV. 69
Let not a falfe or fpitcful Word
Be found upon your Tongue.
1 Depart from Mifchief, pra6tife LovCs
Piirfue the Works of Peace ;
So ihali -the "Lord your Ways approve^
And f^t your Souls at Ea'fe.
3 His Eyes awake to guard the Tuft^
His Ears attend their Cry ;
When broken Spirits dwell in Dufi:,
The God of Grace is nigh.
4"'What tho' the Sorrows here they taft^
Are fharp and tedious too.
The Lord who faves them all at laft.
Is their Supporter now.
5 Evil fhall fmite the Wicked dead ;
But God fecures his own,
Prevents the Mifchief when they Aide,
Or heals the broken Bone.
6 When Defolation like a Flood
O'er the proud Sinner roils.
Saints find a Refuge in their God,
For heredeem'd their Souls.
Psalm XXXV. 1-.-9. . FlrftPdri.
Prayer and Faith ofperfecuted Saints ; or, Imprecations
mixed with Charity,
1 AJOW plead my Caufe, Almighty God
-^^ ^W'lth all tjie Sons of Strife 5
And figh t againft the Men of Blood,
Who fight againft my Life.
2 Draw out thy Spear and ftop their Way,
Lift thy avenging Rod ;
But to my Soul in Mercy fay,
" / am thy Saviour GOD,
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70 P B Ji L M XXXV.
3 They plant their Snares to catch my Feet,
And Nets of Mifchief fpread ;
Plunge the Deftroyers in the Pit
That their own Hands have made.
4 Let Fogs and Darknefs hide their Way,
And flipp'ry be their Ground ;
Thy Wrath (hall make their Lives a Prey
And all their Rage confound.
5 They fly like Chaff before the Wind,
Before thine angry Breath ;
The Angel of the Lord behind
Purfues them down to Death.
6 They love the Road that leads to Hell ;
Then let the Rebels die,
Whofe Malice is implacable
Againft the Lord on high.
7 But if thou haft a chofen few
Amongft that impious Race,
Divide them from the bloody Crew
By thy furprizmg Grace.
8 Then will I raife my tuneful Voice
To make thy Wonders known :
In their Salvation I'll rejoice,
And blefs thee for my own.
Ps p.i^M XXXV. Ver. 12, 13, 14. Second Part.
Love to Enemies-^ or, the Love ^/'Chrift to Sinners
tipifv'd in D^v'id.
I T5EHOLD theXovc, the gen'rous Lovt
-^ That holy D^vid fhows :
Hark how his founding Bowels move
To his affli(5ted Foes !
When they are fick, his Soul complains,
And feems to kd the Smart 5
PSALM XXXVI. 71
The Spirit ot the Gofpel reigns.
And nnelts his pious Heart.
J How did his flowing Tears condole
As for a Brother dead !
And fafting mortify'd his Soul,
While for their Life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd hini on their Bed,
Yet ftill he pleads and mourns \
And double Bleffings on his Head
The righteous God returns.
5 O glorious Type of heav'nly Grace !
Thus Chrifl the Lord appears ;
While Sinners curfe, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with Tears,
6 He the true DavicL, IfraePs King,
Bleft and belov'd of God,
To fave us Rebels dead in Sin.
Pay'd his own deareft Blood.
Psalm XXXVL 5 9. Long Metre.
The FtrfeSl'wm and Providence oj" GOD j oxfieneml^^
Providence and Special Grace.
IGH in the Heavens, eternal God,
Thy Goodnefs in full Glory fhines ;
Thy Truth fhall break thro' ev'ry Cloud
That veils and darkens thy Deiigns.
Forever firm thy Juftice ftands,
As Mountains their Foundations keep 5
Wife are the Wonders of thy Hands ;
Thy Judgments are a mighty Deep.
Thy Providence is kind and large,
Both Man and Beaft thy Bounty fhare 5
The whole Creation is thy Charge,
But Saints are thy peculiar Care.
D 3 • 4.. My
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7= P S L A M XXXVI.
4 My God ; how excellent thy Grace ;
Whence all our Hope and Comfort fprings ;
The Sons of Aia?n in Diftrefs .
Fly to the Shadow 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 Salvation to our Tafte.
6 Life lik^ a Fountain rich and free
Spring from the Prefence of my Lord ;
And in thy Light our Souls fliall fee
The Glories promis'd in thy Word.
P s Art M XXXVL 1,2,5,6,7,9. Com.Metre.
PraSfkal Atheijm expos' d j or, the Being cmd jittributes
cf GOD ajjerted.
1 TX/HILE Men grow bold in wicked Ways,
'^ And yet a God they own,
^i' Aiy Heart within me often fays,
" Their Thoughts believe there's ncn^.
2 Their Thoughis and Ways at once declare
(What e'er their Lips profefs)-. . :
God hath no Wrath for them to fear^ •
Nor will they feek his Grace.
3 What firange Self-fiatt'ry blinds their Eycrl
But there's a haft'ning Hour, I
When they fhall fee with fore Surprize
The Terrors of thy Pow'r.
4. Thy Juflice fliall maintain its Throne,
Tho' Adountains melt away ;
Thy Judgments are a World unkr>own,
A deep unfathom'd Sea.
5 Above thefe Heav'ns created Rounds,
Thy Mercies, Lord extend : Thy
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Thy Truth out- lives the narrow Bounds
Where Time and Nature end.
^ Safety to Man thy Goodnefs brings.
Nor overlooks the Beait ;
Beneath the Shadow of thy Wings
Thy Children chufe to reft.
7 [From Thee. whenCreature-ftreams run low.
And mortal Comforts die,
Perpetual Springs of Life fnall ikiw^- ^
And raife our Fleafures high.
8 Tho' all created Light decay,
And Death clofe up our Eyes,
Thy Prefence makes eternal Daf/
Where Clouds can never rife.]
Psalm XXXW. i-— 7. Short Metre.
The Wickednejs of Man ^ and the Majejly cfGOD j or,
Fra^ical Athelfm expos d,
1 ViyHEN Man grows bold in Sin,
^^ My Heart within me cries,
*' He hath no Faith of God within,
'' Nor Fear before his Eyes*
2 [He walks a while conceal'd
In a Self-flatt'ring Dream,
'Till his dark Crimes at once reveardj
-Expofe his hateful Name.]
3 His Heart is falfe and foul,
His Words arc fmooth and fair ;
Wifdom is banifh'd from his Soul,
And leaves no Goodnefs there.
4 He plots upon his Bed
New M^khie& to fulfil i -
He iets his Heart, and Hand^ and Head-
Tq Jra4ice all that's ilh D 4 5 But
74 PSALM XXXVII.
5 But there's a dreadful God,
Tho' JVlen renounce his Fear;
His Jufticc hid behind the CJoud
Shall one great Day appear.
d His Truth tranfcends the Sky,
In Heav'n his Mercies dwell ;
Deep as the Sea his Judgments lie.
His Anger burns to Hell.
7 How excellent his Love,
Whence all our Safety fprings !
€) never let my Soul remove
From undtrneath his Wings.
P s A L .M XXXVII. I- — 15. FlrfiPart.
Jhe Cure of Efroy^Fretfutnefs^ and Vnhelief\ or, T^he
Reivards cf the Righteous and the Wicked-, or, The
World's Hatred^ and the Saints Patience.
1 \1L7HY fhould I vex my Soul, and fret
^^ To fee the Wicked rife f
CJr envy Sinners waxin-g great
By Violence and Lies ?
2 As now'ry Grafs cut down at Noon,
ij<sfore the Ev'ning fades,
So diall their Glories vanifn foon
In everlafting Shades.
3 Then let me make the Lord my Truft,
And pracfticeaii that's good -,
So fliall I dwell among the Juft,
And He'll provide me food.
f I to my God my Ways commit,
And chearful wait his Will ;
' Thy Hand, which guides my doubtful Feet,
Sh-^'' :r\y Defires fuliil.
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5 Mine Innocence ihalt thou difplay,
And make thy Judgments known^
Fair as the Light of dawning Day,
And glorious as the Noon.
6 The Meek at laft the Earth pofTefs,
And are the Heirs of Hcav'n ;
True Riches j with abundant Peace^.
To humble Souls are giv'n.
Pause.
7 Reft in the Lord, and keep, his Way^
Nor let your Anger rife^ .
Tho' Providence fhould long delay, • ^
To punifh haughty Vice.
S Let Sinners join to break your Peace^ ^
And; plot, and rage, and foam ;
The Lord derides them, for he fees
Their Day of Vengeance come.
^^They hsve drawn out the threat'ning, Sword^.
Have bent the murd'rous Bow,
To flay the Men that fear the Lord,
And bring the Right'ous low.
lo My God (hall break their Bows, and burn
Their perfecuting Darts,
Shall their own Swords againft them turn;
And Pain furprize their Hearts^
P s A L M XXXVII. i6, 21, 26-31, SeccndPan,
dmrity to the Poor ; or. Religion i?2 f Fords and Dseds^
1 VyHY do the wealthy Wicked boaft^,
^^ And grow profanely bold ?
The meaneft Portion of the Juft
Excels the Sinners Gold,
2- The Wicked borrows of his Friendsg
But ne'er deiigns to pay J . D £ - The
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The Saint is merciful and Jends,
Nor turns the Poor away,
3 His Alms with iib'ral Heart he gives
Amongft the Sons of Need ;
His Mem'ry to long Ages lives.
And bleffed is his Seed.
4 His Lips abhor to talk profane.
To flander or defraud j.
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 Aide.
6 When Sinners fall, the Righteous fland,
Preferv'd from ev'ry Snare ;
They {hall poflefs the promised Land,
• And dwell for ever there.
Psalm XXXVIL Ver. 23-37. ^^'^^ ^^^^^
The Way and End of the Righteous and iheWicked^
1 \J[^ God, the Steps of pious Men
^^ Are order'd by thy Will ;
Though they fhould fall, they rife again.
Thy Hand fupports them ftill.
2 The Lord delights to fee their Ways,
Tfeeir Vertue he approves :
He'll ne'er deprive them of his Grace,
Nor leave the Man he loves.
3 Theheav'nly Heritage is theirs,
Their Portion and their Home ;
He feeds them now, and makes them Heirs
Of Bleffings long to comco
6. Wait
P S ^ L M XXXVIIL 77
4 Wait on the Lord, ye Sons of Men,
Nor fear when Tyrants frown ; ^
Ye (hall confefs their Pride was vain
When Juftice cafts them dawn.
P-AUSEi--
5 The haughtySinner have I feen
Not fearing Man nor God,
Like a tall Bay-tree fair and green,
Spreading his Arvcis abroad.
6 And lo, he vaniihM from the Ground,
Deftroy'd by Hands unfeen ;
Nor Root, nor Branch, nor Leaf ^A^as found
Where all that Pride hath been.
7 But mark the Man of Righteoufnefs,
His feverah Steps attend ;
True Pleafure runs thro' all his Ways^
And peaceful is his End.
Psalm XXXYIIL .
Guilt of Confdence and Relief i or, Repentance and
Prayer for Favdon and Health..
1 A MIDST thy Wrath remember Love,
^^ Reftore thy Servant, Lord,
Nor let a Father's Chaft'ning prove
Like an Avenger's Sword.
2 Thine Arrows ftick- within my Hearts
My Flefh is foreiy preft ;
Between the Sorrov/ and the Smart
My Spirit finds no Reft.
^ ,My Sins a heavy Load appear.
And o'er my Head are gone ;
Too heavy they for me to bear^
Too hard iot me l' atoae,
^8 P S Jl 1^ M AAAXA.
|. Mv Thoughts are like a troubl'd Sea^
My Head ftill bending down ^
And I go mourning all the Day
Beneath my Father's Frown.
5 Lord, 1 am weak and broken fore,
None of my Pow'rs are whole ;
The inward Anguilh makes me roar.
The Anguilh of my SouL
6 All my Defire to thee is known.
Thine Eye counts ev'ry Tear,
And ev'ry Sigh, and ev'ry Groan
., Is notic'd by thine Ear.
7 Thou art my God, my only Hope ;
Mv God will hear my Cry,
My God will bear my Spirit up
When Satan bids me die.
8 [My Foot is ever apt to Aide,
Mv Foes rejoice to fee't ; , -n • j^
Thejraife their Pleafute and their Pnde
V/hen they fupplant my teet.
9 But ril confefs my Guilt to Thee,
And grieve for all my bin \
I'll mourn how weak my Graces be.
And beg Support Divme.
10 My God, forgive my Follies paft.
And be for ever nigh ;
O Lord of mv Salvatron haite j
Befor^thy 'Servant die.]
Watdfulnefs over the Tongue , or. Prudence and Z.^.
, rr-^HTlS T refolv*d beiorc the Lord,
' T" u^iow 4iU I w»tck my Tongue^ ^
" Left I let (lip one finful Word,
" Or do my Neighbour Wrong.
And if I'm e'er conftrain'd to ftay
With Men of Lives profane,
I'll fet a double Guard that Day,
Nor let my Talk be vain.
rU fcarce allow nry Lips to fpeak
The pious Thoughts I feel.
Left Scoffers (liould tli* Occafion lake
To mock my holy Zeal.
Yet if fome proper Hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd,
But let the fcoffing Sinners hear
That we can fpeak for God.
Psalm XXXIX. 4, 5, 6, 7. Second PaH
The Vanity of Man as mortal,
'T^'EACH me the Meafure of ray Days
-'■ Thou Maker of my Frame ;
I wou'd furvey Life's narrow Space-^
And learn how frail 1 am.
A Span is all that we can boaft.
An Inch or two of Time ;
Man is but Vanity and Duft
In all his Flow'r and Prime.
See the vain Race of Mortals move
Like Shadows o'er the Plain,
They rage and ftrive, defire and love^
But all the Noife is vain.
Some walk in Honour's gaudy Shov/,
Some dig for golden Ore,
They toil for Heirs they kn©w not who^
And ftrait are feen no more,
$ Wha^
2o P S jl L M XXXIX.
5 What fhould I wi(h or wait for then
From Creatures, Earth and Duft ?
They make our Expedations vain,
And difappoint our Truft.
6 Now I forbid my carnal Hope,
My fond Defires recal ;
I give my mortal Int'reft up,
And make my God my All.
Psalm XXXlXViv, 9—13. Third Part,
Sick-Bed Devotion 5 Or, Pkading without
Repiningo .
1 /^OD of my Life, look gently down, -
^^ Behold the Pains I feel ;
But I am dumb before thy Throne,
Nor dare difpute thy Will.
2 Difcafes are thy Servants, Lord,
They come at thy Command ;
I'll not attempt a murm'ring Word,
Againft thy chaft'ning Hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble Cries,
Remove thy (harp Rebukes :
My Strength confumes, my Spirit dies, .
Through thy repeated Strokes.
4 Crufli'd as a Moth beneath thy Hand
We moulder to the Duft 5
Our feeble Pow'rs can ne'er withftand.
And all our Beauty's loft. .
5 [This mortal Life decays apace.
How foon the Bubble's broke !
^dam and all his numVous Race
Are Vanity and Smoke.]
6" I'm but a Sojourner belov/.
As *I1 my Father's were 5 Ms
P S ^ L M XL. 8i
May I be well prepared to go,
When I the Summons hear !
7 But if my Life be fpar'd a whih
Before my laft Remove,
Thy Praife lliall be my Bufmefs ftill.
And rjl declare thy Love.
Psalm XL. Fer. i, 2, 3, 5, 17. Fir/} Pari.
Common Metre.
J Song of I>d'ruerance from Great D'lftref,
1 T Waited patient for the Lord,
-^ He bow'd to hear my Cry ;
He faw me refting on his Word,
And brought Salvation nigh» .
2 He rais'd me from a horrid Pit,
Where mourning. long I lay.
And from my Bonds released my Feet^
Deep Bonds of miry Clay,
3 Firm on a Rock he made me ftand.
And taught my chearful Tongue
To praife the Wonders of his Hand
In a new thankful Song.
4 I'll fpread his Works of Grace abroad i
The Saints with Joy fhall hear.
And Sinners learn to make my Goi>
Their only Hope and Fear.
5 How many are thy Thoughts of Love i
Thy Mercies Lord how great \
We have not Words nor Hours enough
Their Numbers to repeat.
6 When I'm afflided, poor and low.
And Light and Peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy Woe,
And hears me on his Heart.
PSA2,M
S2 F S ^ L M XL.
Psalm XL. 6-— 9. Second Part. Com. Metre
The Incarnation and Sacrifice c/Chrifl.
1 'TpHUS faith the Lord, '< your Work is vainj
-*■ " Give your Burnt-Offrings o'er,
" In dying Goats and Bullocks iiain
" My Soul delights no more.
2 Then fpake the Saviour, *' Lo, I'm here,
" My God, to do thy Will ;
<« What e'er thy facred Books declare
" Thy Servant (hall fulfil.
3 " Thy Law is ever in my Sight,
" I keep it near my Heart :
«' Mine Eyes are open'd with Delight
" To what thy Lips impart.
4 And fee, the bleft 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 Affemblies flood.
6 His Father's Honour touch'd his H^art,
He pity'd Sinners Cries,
And to fulfil a Saviour's Part
Was made a Sacrifice.
Pause.
7 No Blood of Beafts on Altars fhed
Could wafh the Confciencc clean,
But the rich Sacrifice he paid
Atones for all our Sin.
\ Then was the great Salvation fpread^
An4 Satan ^ Kixigdom (hook ; Thvv^
P\S ^ L M XL. $z
Thus by the Woman's promis'd Seed
The Serpent's Head was broke.
Psalm XL. 5—10. Long Metre.
Chrift our Sacrifice,
^HE Wonders, Lord, thy Love has wrought,
*- Exceed our Praire,furmount ourThought 5
Should I attempt the long Detail,
My Speech would faint, my Numbers fail.
No Blood of Beafts on Ahars fpilt,
Can cleanfe the Souls of Men from Guilt %
But thou haft f^t before our Eyes
An All-fufficient Sacrifice.
Lo ! thine eternal Son appears.
To thy Defigns he bov/s his Ears ;
AiTumes a Body well prepared,
And well performs a Work fo hard.
" Behold, I come, (the Saviour cries,
*< V/ith Love and Duty in his Eyes)
" I come to bear the heavy Load
<« Of Sins, and do thy Will, my God.
" 'Tis written in thy great Decree,
'« 'Tis in thy Book foretold of Me,
" I muft fultil the Saviour's Part ;
" And lo I thy Law is in my Heart.
" I'll magnify thy holy Law,
" And Rebels to Obedience draw,
" When on my Crofs Pm lifted high,
*' Or to my Crown arbove the Sky.
<' The Spirit fhall defcend and fhow
." What thou hafi: done, and what I ^o ;
>;f' The wond'ringWorld fhall learn thy Grace,
•' Thy Wifdom and thy Righteoufnefs.
Psalm
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PSJLM XLI,/XLIL
Psalm XLI. t, 2, 3.
Charity to the Poor ; or, Pity to the Affli5^eL
>LEST is the Man whofe Bowels move,
And melt with Pity to the Poor,
Whofe Soul by fympathizing Love
Feels what his Feliow-Saints endure.
2 His Heart contrives for their Relief
More Good than his own Hands can do 5
He in the Time of gen'ral Grief
Shall find the Lord has Bowels too.
3 His Soul (hall hve fecure on Earth,
With fecret Bieifings on his Head,
When Drought, and Peftilence, and Death,
Around him multiply their Dead.
4 Or if he languifh on his Couch
God will pronounce his Sins forgiv'n.
Will fave him v»'ith a healing Touch,
Or take his willing Soul to Heav'n.
Psalm XLII. 1—9. Firji Part,
Defer tion and Hope }, or, Compklni of Abfence from
public PFGvJhip.
1 "XTrrlTH earned Lonein^s of the Mind,.
^^ My God, to Thee I look ; ,
So pants the hunted Hart to find
iii.nd tafle the cooling Brook.
2 When (hall I fee thy Courts of Grace,
And meet my God again ?
So long an Abfence from thy Face
My Heart endures with Fain.
3 Temptations vex my weary Soul, ;.^^
And Tears are my Repaft ; ; iJH
The Foe infults without Controul, "^^
*' Jnd where' s your GOD athji?
A, 'Tis
PSALM XLII. 8^
4 *Tis with a mournful Pleafure now
I think on ancient Days :
Then to thy Houfe did Numbers go,
And ail our Work was Praife.
5 But why, my Soul, funk down fo far
Beneath this heavy Load ?
Why do my Thoughts 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 fing refe)ring Love.
Psalm XLIL 6— -ii. Seccnd Pari,
Melancholy Thoughts rgproved^ or, Hope. in JffitcHon"
1 IV/fY Spirit finks within me. Lord,
^^ But I will call thy Name to Mind^-.
And Times of paft Diftrefs record.
When I have found my God was kind*
2 Huge Troubles with tumultuous Noife
Swell like a Sea, and round me fpread ;
Thy Water-fpouts drown all my Joys,
And rifing Waves roll o'er my Head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his Love,
When I addrefs his Throne by Day,
Nor in the Night his Grace remove;
The Night ihali hear me fing and pray.
4. ril cafl myfelf before his Feet,
And fay, <* My God, my heavenly Rock,
" \yriy doth thy Love fo long forget
" Tiie Soui that groans beneath thy Stroke ?
5 i'll chide my Heart that fmks fb low.
Why fhoula my Soul indulge her Grief?
Hope
86 PSALM XLIV.
Hope in the Lord ; and praife him too ;
He is my Reft, my fure Relief.
6 Thy Light and Truth (hall guide me ftill,
Thy Word (hall my bcft Thoughts employ.
And lead me to thine heav'nly Hill,
My God, my moft exceeding Joy,
Psalm XLIV. Ver. i, 2, 3, 8, 15, 26.
The Church's Corftplaint in Perfecution,
1 T ORD, we have heard thy Works of old,
"*^ Thy Works of Pow'r and Grace,
When to our Ears our Fathers told,
The Wonders of their Days.
2 riow thou didft build thy Churches here.
And make thy Gofpel known ;
Amongft them did thine Arm appear.
Thy Light and Glory (hone.
3 In God they boafted all the Day,
And in a chearful Throng
Did Thoufands meet to praife and pray^
And Grace was all their Song.
4 But now our Souls are feiz'd with Shame,
Confufion fills our Face,
To hear the Enemy blafpheme.
And Fools reproach thy Grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falfely dealt with Heav'n,
Nor have our Steps declin'd the Road.
Or Duty thou haft giv'n.
J Tho' Dragons all around us roar
With their deftru(5tive Breath,
Aad thine own Hand has,bruis'd us fore .
Hard by the pates of Death.
Pause.
PSALM XLV- 87
Pause.
7 We arc exposM all Day to die
As Martyrs for thy Caufe,
As Sheep for Slaughter bound we lie
By (harp and bloody Laws.
8 Awake, arife, Almighty Lord,
Why lleeps thy wonted Grace ?
Why (hould we look like Men abhcar'd.
Or bani(h'd from thy Face ?
§ Wilt thou forever caft us off.
And ftill neglecft our Cries ?
For ever hide thine heav'nly Love
From our afflided Eyes ?
10 Down to the Dull our Soul is bow'd>
And dies upon the Ground ;
Rife for our Help, rebuke the Proud.,
And all their PowVs confound.
1 1 Redeem us from perpetual Shame,
Our Saviour and our God ;
We plead the Honours of thy Name,
The Merits of thy Blood.
Psalm XLV. Short Metre.
The Glory of Christ, The Succefs of the Gofpdy
and the Gentile Church.
1 X/I Y Saviour and my' King,
"*•-*' Thy Beauties are Divine ;
Thy Lips with Bleffings overflow,
And ev*ry Grace is thine.
2 Now make thy Glory known.
Gird on thy dreadful Sword,
And ride m Majefty ?o i^read
The Conquefts ot thy Word,
3 Strike
88 PSALM XLV.
3 Strike thro' thy ftubborn Foes,
Or melt their Hearts t' obey.
While Juftice, Meekn'efs Grace and Truth
Attend thy glorious Way.
4 Thy Laws O God, are right ;
Thy throne (hall €ver ftand ;
And thy vidtorious Gofpel proves
A Scepter in thy Hand.
5 [Thy Father and thy God
Hath without Meafure Ihed
His Spirit like a joyful Oil
T* anoint thy facred Head.
ii [Behold, at thy Right hand
The Gentile Church is feen.
Like a fair Bride in rich Attire,
And Princes guard the Queen.]
7 Fair Bride, receive his Love,
Forget thy Father's Houfe ;
Forfake thy Gods, thy Idol Gods,
And pay thy Lord thy Vows.
8 O let thy God and|King
Thy fweeteft Thoughts employ ;
Thy Children fliali his Honour fmg
In Palaces of Joy.
Psalm XLV. Common Metre.^
^he Perfonal Glories and Government ^Chrifl.
1 I'LL fpeak the Honours of my King,
-*■ His Form divinely fair ;
None of the Sons of Mortal Race
May with the Lord compare. .
2 Sweet is thy Speecli, and heav'hiy jprace
Upon thy Lips is (hed ; ;
Thy God with BlefTmgs infinite
Hath crown'd thy facred Head.
PSALM XLV. ^9
3 Gird on thy Sword, vidorious Prince ;
Ride with majeftick Sway;
Thy Terror (hail ftrike thro' thy Foes,
And make the World obey.
4 Thy Throne, O God, forever ftands :
Thy Word of Grace ilial] prove
A peaceful Scepter in thy Hands,
To rule the Saints by Love.
5 Juftice and Truth attend Thee flilJ,
Eut Mercy is thy [Choice :
[ And God, thy God', thy Soul ihall fill
With moft peculiar Joys.
Psalm XLV. Flrji Part. Long Metre.
The Glory (^/"Chrift, and Power of his GoJpeL
1 "VrOW be my Heart infpir'd to fmg
-^^ The Glories of my Saviour King,
yefus the Lord ; how heav'nly fair
His Form ! how bright his Beauties are !
2. O'er all the Sons of human Race
He fhines with a fuperiour Grace,
Love from his Lips divinely flows.
And BlefTmgs all his State compofe.
3 Drefs thee in Arms, mofl mighty Lord,
Gird on th^ Terror of thy Sword,
In Majefty and Glory ride
With Truth and Meeknefs at thy Side.
^ Thine Anger like a pointed Dart
Shall pierce the Foes of flubborn Heart :
Or VVords of Mercy kind and fwcet
Shall melt the Rebels at thy Feet.
J Thy Thrones D God, for ever f^ands,
Grace is the Sceptre in thy Hands j
Thy
9® P S ji L M XLV.
Thy Laws and Works are juft and right,
Juftice and Grace are thy Dehght.
6 God, thine own God has richly flied
His Oil of Gladnefs on thy Head,
And with his facrcd Spirit bleft
His firlVborn Son above the reft.
Psalm XLV. Seco7id Part. Long M«trc.
Chrift: and his Church ; or, 7 he m^Ueai Marriage^
1 npHE King of Saints, how fair his Face,
^ Adorn'd with Majefty and Grace !
He comes with Blefiings from above.
And wins the Nations to his Love.
2 At his Right hand our Eyes behold
The Queen array'd in pureft Gold ;
The World admires her heav'nly Drefs ;
Her Robe of Joy and Righteoufnefs.
3 He forms her Beauties like his own.
He calls and feats her near his Throne j
Fair Stranger, let thine Heart forget
The Idols of thy native State.
4 So (ball the King the more rejoice
In thee the Fav'rite of his Choice ;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd.
For He's thy Maker and thy Lord.
5 O happy Hour, when thou (halt rife
To his fair Palace in the Skies,
And all thy Sons (a num'rous Train)
Each like a Prince in Glory reign.
6 Let endlefs Honours crown his Head ;
Lf t ev'ry Age his Praifes fpread ;
■ While we with chearful Songs approve
1 hs Condefce»fions of his Love.
P^ALM
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P S ^ L M XLVL 91
Psalm XLVI. Fir^ Pari.
TJje Church's Safety and Triumph among National
Dejolations,
OD is the Refuge of his Saints,
When Storms of iharp Diftrefs invade ;
Ere we can offer our Con^plaints
Bel^f^ him prefent with his Aid.
Let Mountains from their Seats be hurl'd
Down to the Deep, and buried there ;
Convuliions ihake the folid World,
Our Faith (hall never yeild to Fear.
Loud may the troubl'd Ocean roar^
Li facred Peace cur Souls abide.
While ev'ry Nation, ev'ty .Shore
Trembles, arid dreads .the fwelliog Tide,
There is a Stream whofe gentle Flow
Supplies the City of our God ;
Life, Love, and Joy ftill ghding thro',
And wat jino; our divine Abode.
That facred Stream, thine h-o'y Word,
That all our raging Fear controuls :
Sweet Peace thy Promiies afford.
And give new Strength to fainting S.ouls.
5zl«*enjoys her Monarch's Love,
Secure againrt athreat'ning Hour;
Nor can her tirm Foundations move,
Built on his Truth, and arm'd with PowV.
Psalm XLVI. Second Part.
. GOD fights for his Church.
ET Sion in her King rejoice,
Tho' Tyrants rage, and Kingdoms rife ,
He utters his A^lmighty Voice,
The Nations melt, the tumult dies,
E 2 The
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92 PSALM XLVIL
2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought^
And Jacob's God is itill our Aid j
Behold the Works his Hand has wrought.
What Defolations he has made-
3 From Sea to Sea through all the Shores
He makes the Noife of Battle ceafe ;
When from on high his Thunder roars.
He awes the trembling World to Peace.
4 He breaks the Bow, he cuts the Spear,
Chariots he burns with heav'nly f^lame ;
Keep Silence all the Earth, and hear
The Sound and Glory of his Name.
5 " Be flill, and learn that I am God,
'^ I'll be exalted o'er the Lands,
<' 1 will be known and fear'd abroad,
*' But ftill my Throne in Sion fiandSi
6 O Lord of Hofts, Almighty King,
While we fo near thy Prefence dwell,
Our Faith (hall fit fecure, and fmg
Defiance to the Gates of Hell.
Psalm XLVIL
Chrift Jfeemling and Reigning.
1 f\ For a Shout of facred Joy
^ To GoD the Sov'reign King!
Let ev'ry Land their Tongues employ.
And Hymns of Triumph fmg.
2 Jefus our God afcends on high ;
His Heav'nly Guards around
Attend him riling thro' the Sky,
With Trumpet's joyful Sound.
3 While Angels Ibout and praife their King,
Let Mortals learn their Strains ;
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PSALM XLYIIL 95
Let all the l^th his Honours fing ;
O'er all the Earth he reigns.
^.^fliearfe his Praife with Awe profound^
■' Let Knowledge lead the Song,
Nor mock him with a folemn Sound
Upon a thoughtlefs Tongue.
5 In Ifraet ilood his ancient Throne>
Ke iov'd that chofen Race ;
But now he calls the World his own^
And Heathens taile his Grace.
6 The Britijh Iflands are the Lord's,
There Abrahams God is known ;
While Pow'rs and Princes, Shields and Swords
Submit before his Throne.
Psalm XLVIiL 1—8. FirftFart.
The Church is the Honour and Safety of a NatioK,
1 [r> RE AT is the Lord our God,
^^ And let his Praife be great ;
He makes his Churches his Abode,
His moft delightful Seat.
2 Thefe Temples of his Grace,
How beautiful they ftand ?
The Honours of our native Place,
And Bulwarks of our Land.]
3 In Sion God is known
A Refuge in Diftrefs ;
How bright has his Salvation flions
Through all her Palaces.
4. When Kings againft her join'd.
And faw the Lord was there.
In wild Confufion of the Mind
They fied with hafty Feafc
94 PSALM XLVIII.
5 When Navies tall and proud
Attempt to fpoil our Peace,
He fends his Tempeft roaring loud.
And links them hi the Seas.
6 Oft have our Fathers told,
Our Eyes have often feen.
How well our God fecures the Fold
Where his own Sheep have been.
7 In ev'ry new Diilrefs
We'll to his Houfe repair,
We'll think upon his wond'rous Grace,
And feek Deliverance there.
Psalm XLVIII. 10—14. Second Part,
TheBeauty of the Church ; or fiofpeilVorJhip ^ Order,
I pAR as thy Name is known
^ The World declares thy Praifc ;
Thy Saints, O Lord, before thy Throne
Tl^eir Songs of Honour raife.
.: With Joy let Judah ftand
On Sions cholen Hill,
Proclaim the Wonders of thy Hand,
And Counfels of thy Will.
; Let Strangers walk around
The City where we dwell,
Gompafs and view thine holy Ground,
And mark the Building \vell :
I The Orders of thy Houfe,
The Worfhip of thy Court,
The chearful Sonss, the folemn Vows,
And make a fair Report.
5 How decent and liow wife !
How glorious to behold !
Beyond
PSALM XLIX. 95
Beyond the Pomp that charms the Eyes,
And Rites adorn'd with Gold.
6 The God we worfhip now
Will guide us 'till we die.
Will be'our God while here below^
And ours above. the Sky.
Psalm XLIX. e-iji. FirflPart. Com. Metre.
Pride and Death ; or, The Vanity of Life and Riches,
1 11 r HY doth the Man of Riches grow
^'^ To Infolence and Pride,
To fee his Wealth and rionours flow
With ev'ry rifing Tide ?
2 [Why doth he treat the Poor with Scorn,
Made of the felf-fame Clay,
And boait as tho' his Flefli were born
Of better Dud than they :j
3 Not all his Treafures can. procure
His Soul a diort Reprieve,
Redeem from Death on^ guilty Hour,
Or make his Brother live.
4 Life is a Blelling can't be fold,
The Ranfom is too high ;
Jufiice v/ill ne'er be brib'd with Gold,
j That Man may never die.]
He fees the Brutifh. and the Wife,
Tne Tim'rous and the Brave
Quit their FoiTeffions, clofe their Eyes,
And haden to the Grave.
Yet 'tis his inward Thousht and Pride,
■" My Houfe Ihall ever^iiand ;
'- And that my Name may long abide
'' I'll give it to my Land. .
^3 7 Vain
9^ PSALM XLIX.
7 Vain are his Thoughts, his Hopes are lol^,'
How foon his Mem'ry dies \
His Name is written in the Dufl
Where his own Carcafs Hes]
Pause.
S This Is the Folly of their Way j
And yet their Sons as vain
Approve the Words their Father fay.
And act their Works again.
q Men void of Wifdoni and of Grace,
If Honour raifethem high,
Live like the Beart, a thoughtlefs Race,
And like the Bead th«y die.
7.0 [Laid io the Grave like filly Sheep,
Death kedsupon them there,
Till the lall Trumpet breaks their Skep,
In Tenor and Defpair.]
P s A L M XLIX. /^t7M4, 15. Second Part.
Common Metre.
Death and the Refwrecllon,
I -yE Soils cf Pride, that hate the Juft,
■*■ And trample onthe Poor,
When Death has brought ycu down to Duft
Your Pcmp (liall rife no more.
T}\e Irsll great Day fhall change the Scene ;
When will that Hour appear r
When fnall the Juil revive, and reigix
O'er all that icorn'd them here ?
3 God will my naked Soul receive,
When fcpVate from the fkih ;
And break the Prifon of the Grave,
To raifc my Bones afrelh,
4 Heav'n
P S A L M XLIX, L. 97
[ Heav*n is my everJafting Home,
Th' Inheritance is fure ;
Let Men of Pride their Rage.refume,
But I'll repine no more.
' Psalm XLIX. Long Metre.
The rich Sinner's Deathy arid the Saint's Rejurre^ion.
I TXTHYdo the Proud infult the Poor,
^^ And boail the large Eftates they have !
How vain are Riches to lecure
Their haughty Owners from the Grave !
I They can't redeem one Hour from Death
With all the Wealth in which they truft ^
Nor give a dying Brother Breath,
When GcD commands him down to Daft,
I There the- dark^ Earth and difmal Sliade
Shall chfp their naked Bodies rDund ;
That Fle(h fo delicately fed
Lies cold, and moulders in the Ground.
j. Like thoughtlcfs Sheep the Sinner dies.
Laid in tlie Grave for Worms to eat :
The Saints -fhall in the Morning rife.
And find th' OpprefTor at their fttt,
J Kis Honours perifh in the Duft,
And Pomp and Beauty, Birth and Blood *
That glorious Day exalts the Juft
To full Dominion o'er the Proud.
• My Saviour fnall my Life reft ore,
And raife me from ray dark Abode :
My TlzCn and Soul fhall part no more j
But dwell for ever near my God.
' s A L M L. F^r. 1-6. Firji Part : Com. Metre.
The laj^ judgment '^ or, The Saints Revjarded,
'Y^HE Lord t^ ^ Judge before his Throne
^ Bids'-' >le Earth draw nigh. The
The Nations near the rifing Sun,
And near the IVeftern Sky.
2 No more (hall bold Blafphemers fay,
'Judgment will ne'er begin \
No more abufe his long Delay
To Impudence and Sm.
3 Thron'd on a Cloud our God (hall come,^
Bright Flames prepare his Way,
Thunder and Darknefs, Fire and Storm
Lead on the dreadful Day.
4 Heav'n from above his Call (hall hear,-
Attending Angels come.
And Earth and Hell (hall know, and fear.
His Juftice and their Doom.
5 " But gather all my Saints (he cries j
" That madetheir Peace with God
*•' By the Rec-ieeiner's Sacritice,
'•'And feul'd it with his Blood.
0 «« Their Faith and Works brought forth toLight
'V Shall make the World cc-nfefs
'',;My Sentence of ReA'ard is right,
Ai}d Heav'n adore my Gr^ce.-
]' s .-. L M L. Fer. \o, 2 I," V^ 1 5, 23- Second P^rt-
Common Metre. <
Obeduirice is better than Sacrifoe.
■pllus faith the Lord, *'The fpacious'Field^
*' And Flocks an'd ffeds-ai e Hninej
O'er all the Cattle of the Hi). s
^' I claim a Ri^lit divine.- > -
is
.i " '
T all; no Sheep for S'atrhice,
** Nor Bullocks burnt with Fires
'' To hope and love, to prayand praife,
^^ h all th?.t 1 rc(V.:!re,
P SAL W L. 99
3 '< Call upon me when Trouble's near,
'' My Hand (liall fet thee free ;
" Theii fhail thy thankful Lips declare
" The Honour due to me.
4 <« The Man that offers humblePraife, .,
" He glorifies me beft :
"And thofe that tread my holy Ways,
" Shall my Salvation tafte.
P s A L M L. Ver. irS, 8?' i6 21,22. Third Fa^i.
Common Metre.
The Judgment of Hypocrites, ■ .
iWTHEN Chr'iji to Judgment (hall defcend^
^^ And Saints furround their Lord,
He calls the Nations to attend, ,
And hear his awful Word.
2 " Not for the Want of Bullocks ilain
'* Will I the World reprove i
" Altars and Rites, and Forms are vaiii
" Without the Fire of Love.
3 " And what have Hypocrites to do
*^ To bring their Sacrifice ?
*' They call my Statutes juft and true,..
" But deal in Theft and Lies.
4 <^ Could you expe^ to 'fcape my Sights,
** And fin without Controul ?
" But I fhall bring your Crimes to Lighi:
'' With Anguifh in your Soul.
P5 Confider, ye that flight the Lord^
Before his Wrath appear ;
If once you fall beneath his Sword,
There's no Deliv'rer there,
E 5 P 3 A L
TOO F S ^ I^ M L.
P s A L M L. Long Metre.
Hypocrify exposed.
1 ^T^HE Lord the Judge his Churches warns,
-*■ Let Hypocrites attend and fear.
Who place their Hope in Rites and Forms,
But make not Faith nor Love rheir Care.
2 Vile Wretches dare rehearfe his Name
With Lips of Falfhood and Deceit;
A Friend or Brother they defame,
And footh and flatter thofe they hate.
3 They watch to do their Neighbours Wrongs
Yet dare to feek their Maker's Face ;
They take his Cov'nant on their Tongue,
But break his Laws, abufe his Grace.
^ To Heav'n they lift their Hands unclean ;
Defil'd with Luft, defil'd with Blood ;
By Night they pradice ev'ry Sin,
By Day their Mouths draw near to God,
5 And while his Judgments long delay,
They grow fecure and fin the more ;
They think he fleeps as well as they.
And put far off the dreadful Hour.
3 O dreadful Hour ! when God draws near,
And fets their Crimes before their Eyes !
His Wrath their guilty Souls (hull tear,
And no Deliv'rer dare to rife.
Psalm L. To a rew Tune.
The Lajl Jucgment.
' 'THE Lor^, the Sov'reign, fends his Summons forth
Calls ihe Scuib Nations, and Awakes the North ;
Frcm Enji to f^r/i the founding Orders fpread
Thro' diliant Worlds and Regions of the. Dead j
No more fnall Atheiils mock his long Delay;
ilis Vengeance ficepi no more: Behold the Day.
2 Behold
P S J L M 1. ior:^
, 2 Behold the fudge defcends : his Guards are high,
Terupeft and Fire attend him down the Sky ;
Heav'n,Earth andHell draw near ; let allThings come
To hear his Juftice and the Sinner's Doom ;
But gather firftmy Saints (the Judge eonrimands)
Bring them, ye Angels, from their diftant Lands.
3 Behold my Cov'nant ftands foi ever good,
Seal'd by th' Eternal Sacrifice in Blood,
Andfign'd with ail their Names ; the Gree^^ the T^w,
That paid the antient Worfliip or the new,
There's no diftinclion here; Come fpread their Thrones^
^nd near me feat my Fav'rites and my Sons.
4 I their Almighty Saviour and their God,
I am their Judge ; Ye Keav'ns proclaim abroad
My juft eternal Sentence, and declare
Thofe awful Truths that Sinners dread to hear 5
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire ;
I doom the painted Hypocrite to Fire,
5 Not for the Want of Goats or Bullocks flain
Do I condemn thee; Bulls and Goats are vain
Without the Flames of Love. In vain the Store
Of brutal Ofr'rings that were mine before;
Mine are the tamer Beails and favage Breed,
Flocks, Herds, and Fields, and Forefts where they feed,
6 If I were hungry, would I aik thee Food?
When did I thirft, or drink thy Bullocks Blood ?
Can 1 be^atter'd with thy cringing Bows,
Thy folemn ChactVings and fantaftick Vows' ?
Are my Eyes charm'd thy Veftments to behold.
Glaring in Gems^, and gay in woven Gold ?
7 Unthinking Wretch ! how could 'il thou hope topleafg
A God, a Spirit, with fuch Toys as thefe ?
While with my Grace and Statutes on thy Tongue
Thou lov'Il Deceit, and dolt thy Brother V^rong^
In; vain to pious Forms thy Zeal pretends,
Thieves and AduUerers are thy chofen Friends,
8 Silen?
[ent T wa'teJ with lone fuftering Love,
i'.ut diuil thou hope that I {hould ni'er reprove ?
And chsriih fuch an impious Though: wir'hin,
That God the Righteous would indulge thy Sin ?
Behold my Terrors noiv ; my Thunders roll.
And thy own Crimes affright thy guilty Soul.
9 Sinners awake betimes ; ye Fools, be wiie ;
A-J-ake before this dreadfulMcrnlng rife; [amend ;
Chani^e yoi>*r vain Thouj^ths, your crooked Works
KJy to the Saviour, make the Judge your Friend ;-'.
J-eii like a Lion his laft Vengeance tear
Your trembling Souls, and no Deiiv'rer near.
P s A L M L. To the old Proper Tune.
The Lajfl Judgmsnt.
1 T^HE'GoD of Glory fends his Summons forth,
Calis the ^outh iNations and awakes thexVar//^ .•
From Eaft to 'A'ejl the fov're'gn Order's fpread.
Thro' ditlant Worlds and Regions of the Dead.
^he Trumpet foundi ; Hell tremhUs \ Heanjen rejoices ;
Lift up your Heads, ye SnintJ, with chcarful Voices, ■
2 No more fhall Atheiiis mock his long Delay ;
Mis Vengeance lleeps no more: behold the Day ;
I'ehold the judge defcends; his Guards are nigh;
'j'^mpell and Fire attend him down the Sky,
iVhen GOD appears, ell Nature Jhal I adore him ;
IVhlle Sinners tTijnvle, Saints rejoice befcre him.
3 * Ileav'n, Earih, and Hell, draw rear: let all Things
" To hear my juilice and the Sinner's Doom ; [come
* p.'jt gather firll my Saints -, (the Judge commands)
■• ijiing them, ye Angels, from tiieir diftant Lands.
Vshin Chrifi niurnsy ^.vake cnjery chearful PaJJlon ;
Andjhatt^ye oairits^ he comts for your Salvation^
A " Behold my Lov'nant ftands forever good,
" SeaFd by ih' eternal Sacrihce in Blood,
'' .^nd I'gn'd with all their Names ; thcGVr^i, the5V«U',
".\vAK paid the ancient Worfliip or the new.
P: SAL M L.. 103
Thenh M DlfAnBton JjBre^ join all your Vcices,
ArJ raif^your Heads, ye SairJ^,for Heaven' rej'ices.
5 *'Here (faith the Lord) yeAngels fpread theirThroneSj
" Ancj near m.€ feat iriV Favourires and rny Sons,
*' Come, my Redeem'd. pofTcfs the joys prepar'd
•* Ere Time began, 'tis your divine Reward.
When Chriji rettvns, ^.vake S'very cb earful Faffion y
Jndjhouttye Saints, he comes for your Salvation,
P A-u s £ the Fird.
6 " I am- the Saviour, I th' Almighty God,
** I am the judge: Ye Keav'ns proclaim abroad
*' My ]\xdL erernal Sentence, and declare
" Thole awful Truths, that.Sinners dread to hear.
If 'hi n GOD appears, all Nature /hall adere him ;
While Sinners tremble. Saints rejoice before him.
'J " Stand forth, thou bold Blafphemer, and profane,
•* Now feel my Wrath, nor call my Threatningsvain;
*' Thou Hypocrite, once dreil in Saints Attire^
** I doom the painted Hypocrite t© Fire.
'Judgment proceeds'^ Hell trembles ; Hea'vn rejoices \
Lift up your Heads, ye Saints ^jjitb xhearfid Voices.
S " Not for the Want of Goats or Bullocks ilain
" Do I condemn thee ; Bulla and Goats are vain
•' Without the Flames of Love ; In vain the Store
" Of brutal OfFiings that were mine before.
"Earth is the Lord's, ah Nature Jh all adore him ;
While Sinr^&y.s tremble. Saints rejoice before him,
9 *' If 1 were hungry, would I afk thee Food ?
*' When did I thirilor drink thy Bullock's Blood ?
" Mire are the tamer Beafts and favage Breed,
" Flocks, Herds, and FieldS) and ForeHs where they
[feed.
All is the Lord's, he rules the ^ide Creation \
Gives Sinners Vengeance, and the Saints Salvation >
10 " Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing Bows,
tt Thy folemu Chatt'rings and fantaftick Yows ?
104 P S jl L M L.
*' Are my Eyes charm'd thy Veftments to behald
*' Glaring in Gems, and gay in woven Gold r
GOD is the Judge of Hearts^ no fair Difguifes
Can fcreen the Guilty ivhen his Vengeance rifet.
Pause the Second, ^[pleafe
II *♦ Unthinking Wretch ! how could'ft thou hope to
" A God, a Spirit, with fuch Toye as thefe ?
" While with my Grace and Statutes on thy Tongue
*' Thou lov'ft Deceit, and doft thy Brother wrong.
Judgment proceeds ; Hell trembles ; Hea'vn rejoices ;
hift up your Heads ^ ye Saints^ ivith chearful Voices.
12" In vain to pious Forms thy Zeal pretends ;.
*' Thieves and Adulterers are thy chofen Friends ;
" While the falfe Flatt'rer at thy Altar waits,
*' His harden'd Soul divine Inftrudlion hates.
GOD is the Judge of Heart Sy no fair Difguifes
Can fcreen the Guilty nuhen his Vengeance rifes.
H 3 ** Silent I waited with long-fuffering Love ;
** But didft thou hope that I Ihould ne'er reprove ?
«♦ And cherilh fuch an impious Thought within,
*' That the All-Holy would indulge thy Sin ?
See GOD appears y all Nations join t^ adore him ;
Judgment proceeds, and Sinners fall before him.
14 " Behold my Terrors now ; my Thunders roll,
*' And thy own Crimes affright thy guilty Soul,
*' Now like a Lion Ihall my Vengeance tear
*♦ Thy bleeding Heart, and no Deliv'rer near.
Judgment concludes ; Hell trembles ; Hfaven rejoices 5
lift up your Heads y ye Saints with chearful Vcices.
Epiphonema.
Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wife ;
Awake before this dreadful Morning rife : [amend.
Change your vain Thoughts, your crooked Works
Fly to the Saviour, make the-Judge your Friend.
^hen join, ye Saints, Wake every chearful Faffton \
Whin ChriJ ritur»h H «^^^*f^^ >'^*': ^'^^^f'^"-
P S ^ L M LL 105
Psalm LI. Firji Part, Long Metre.
A Pcnue?it pleading for Pardon,
1 CHEW Pity, Lord, O Lord^ forgive^
^ Let a repenting Rebel live ;
Are not thy Mercies large and free ?
May not a Smncr truft in Thee?
2 My Crimes are great, but not furpafs
The Pow'r and Glory of thy Grace :
Great God, thy Nature hath no Bound,,
So let thy pard'ning Love be found. "^
2 O waih my Soul from ev'ry Sin,
And make my guilty Confcience clean ;.
Hear on my Heart the Burden lies,
And pad OiFences pain mine Eyes.
4 My Lips with Shame my Sins confefs
Againft thy Law againft thy Grace ;
Lord fhould thy Judgment grow feverc,
I am condemn'd but thou art clear.
5 Should fudden Vengeance feize my Breathy
I muft pronounce thee juft in Death :.
And if my Soul were fent to Hell,
Thy righteous Law approves it well,
6 Yet fave a trembling Sinner, Lord,
Whofe Hope ftill hov'ring round thy Word^
Would light on forxie fweet Promife there.
Some fure Support againft Defpair.
Psalm LL Seco?id Part, Long Metr^,
Original and n^ual Sin confefs' d,
I T ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin ;
^^ And Born unholy and unclean :
Sprung from the Man whofe guilty Fall
Corrupts the Race, and taints^us All.
2 S0OQ.
io6 P S\A L M lA.
2 Soon as we draw our Infant- Breatii,
The Seeds of Sin grow up for Death 5
The Law demands a perfe6l Heart -,
But we're dcfil'd in ev'ry Part.
3 [Great God, create my Heart a-new.
And form my Spirit pure and true ,
O make me wife betimes to fpy
My Danger and my Remedy.]
4 Behold I fall before thy Face ;
My only Refuge is thy Grace :
No outward Forms can make me' clean ;
The Leprofy lies deep within.
5 No bleeding Bird, nor bleeding Beaft,
Nor HyiTop-branch, nor fprinkling Prieft,
Nor running Brook, nor Flood, nor Sea,
Can vsafli the difmal Stain away,
6 Jefis, my God, thy Blood alone
Hath Power fufficient to atone ;
Thy Blood can make me white as Snow 5
1^0 Jewifi TypQs could cleanfe me fo.
7 While Guilt difturbs and breaks my Peace,
Nor Flefli nor Soul hath Reif or Eafe ;
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning Voice,
And make my broken Bones rejoyce.
P s A L M LL Third Part. Long Metre.
)The SackJIider rejlord \ or. Repentance and Faith In
the Blood of Chria.
a r\ Thou that hear'ft when Sinners cry,
^^ Tho' all my Crimes before thee lie.
Behold them not with angry Look,
But blot their Mem'ry from thy Book.
2 Create my Nature pure within,
And /orm my Soul averfe to Sin „
PSALM LI. 107
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor kide thy Prefence from my Heart.
3 I cannot live without thy Light,
Caft out and banifh'd from thy Sight :
Thine holy Joys, my God, reftore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lordj.
His Help and Comfort ftill afford :
' And let a Wretch come near thy Throne
To plead the Merits ot thy Son.
5 A broken Heart, my God, my King,
Is all the Sacrihce I bring ;
The God of Grace will ne'er defpife
A broken Heart for Sacrifice.
6 My Soul lies humbled in the Dufi-,
And owns thy dreadful Sentence jull ;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying Lje,
And fave ths Soul condemned to die.
7 Then will I teach the World thy Ways ;
Sinners (liall learn thy fov'ireign Grace ;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's Blood,
And they fhall praife a pardoning Gop,
8 O may thy Love infpire my Tongue \
Salvation ihall be all my Song ;
And all my Pow'rs Ihall join- to blefs
The Lord my Strength and Riiihteoufnefs.
P s A L M LI. 3---13. Firjl Part. Com. Metre,
Original and Aclual Sin confcjjed and •pard.oned,
I I ORD, I would fpread my fore Diftrefs
-^ And Guilt before thine Eyes \
Agamit thy Laws, agamft thy Grace
How high my Cnmes anle 1
2 Should^ft
io8 P S ^ L M LI.
2 bhould'ft thou condemn my Soul to Hell,
And crufh my Flelh to Duft,
Heav'n would approve thy Vengeance well.
And Earth muft own it juft.
3 I from the Stock of Jdam came,
Unholy and unclean ;
All my Original is Shame,
And all my Nature Sin.
4 Born in a World of Guilt, I drew
Contagion with my Breath j
And as my Days advanc'd, i grew
A jufter Prey tor Death.
5 Cleanfe me, O Lord, and chear my Soul
With thy forgiving Love ;
O make my broken Spirit whole.
And bid my Pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart.
Nor drive me from thy Face j
Create anew my vicious Heart,
And fill it with thy Grace.
7 Then will I make thy Mercy known
Before the Sons of Men ;
Backfliders fhall adrefs thy Throne,
And turn to God again.
Ps A L M LL 14---17. Second Part. Com. Metre.
Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Chriji,
1 r\ God of Mercy hear my Call,
^^ My Loads of Guilt remove,
Break down this»feparating Wall
That bars me from thy Love.
2 Give me the Prefence of thy Grace,
Then my rejoicing Tongue
Shall fpeak aloud thy Righttoufncfs,
And make thy Praife my Song. "^
? S A L Af LlII, LV. 1©^
% No Blood of Goats nor Heifer flain
For Sin could e'er attone ;
The Death of Chrijl (hall ftill remain
Sufficient and alone.
A Soul oppreft with Sin's Defert
My God will ne'er defpife ;
A humble Groan, a broken Heart
]s our beft Sacrifice.
Psalm LIIL 4—6.
ViSlory and Deliverance from Perfecuihn,
1 A 'RE all the Foes of Sion Fools,
^^ Who thus devour her Saints ?
Do th^y not knew her Saviour rules.
And pities her Complaints I
2 They fhall be feiz^'d with fad Surprize j
For God's revenging Arm
Scatters the Bones of them that rife
To do his Children Harm.
3 In vain the Sons of Satan boaft
Of Armies in Array >
When God has firft delpis^d their Uo^^
They fall an eafy Prey.
4 O for a Word from 5/Ws King,
Her Captives to reftore !
Jacob with all the Tribes fhall fing,
And Juclah weep no more.
FsalmLV. I— 8, 1 i>5 17, 18,22. Com. Metre,
Support for the afflicted and tempted SouL
I f\ God, my Refuge, hear my Cries,
^■^ Behold my flowing Tears,
For Earth and Hell my Hurt devife.
And triumph in my Fears.
2 Their
no P S ^ L M LY.
2 Their Rage is levell'd at my Life,
My S©ul with Guilt they load.
And fill my Thoughts with inward Strife,
To (liake my Ho[ e in God.
3 With inward Pain my Heart-ftrings found,
I groan with ev'ry Breath 5
Horror and Fear bcfet me round
Amongft the Shades of Death.
4 O were I like a feathered 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 hnd a peaceful Home,
Where Storms of Malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain Hopes, and vain Inventions all
To Tcape the Rage of Hell !
The mighty God on whom I call
Can fave me here as well.
Pause. •
7 By Morning-Light I'll feek his Face,
At Noon repeat my Cry, ^
The Night fl-iail hear me afk his Grace,
Nor will he long deny.
S God fliall preferve my Soul from Fear,
Or fhield me v;hen afraid ;
Ten ihouland Angels mult appear
If he command their x^id.
9 I caft my Burdens on the Lord,
The Lord fuftains them all ;
My Courage re!b upon his Word
l^ha Samts iliali ixever fall. 10 M'
P S ^ L M LV; III
10 My higheft Hopes (hall not be vain.
My Lips (hall Ipread his Praife ;
While cruel and deceitful Men,
Scarce Uve out half their Days.
Psalm LV.' 15, 16,17,19,22. Short Metre.
Dangerous Prefperity ; or, Daily Devotions encoziraged,
1 T ET Sinners take their Courfe,
^ And chufe the Road to Death ;
But in the Worfnip of my God
I'll fpend my daily Breath.
2 My Thoughts addrefs his Throne
When Morning brings the Light ;
I feek his Bleffing every Noon,
And pay my Vows at Night.
3 Thou wilt regard my Cries,
O my eternal God,
V/hile Sinners peri(h in Surprize
Beneath thine angry Rod.
4 Becaufe they dwell at Eafe,
And no fad Changes feel.
They neither fear nor truft thy Name,
Nor learn to do thy Will.
5 But I with all my Cares,
Will lean upon the Lord ;
I'll cad: my Burdens on his Arm,
And reft upon his Word.
6 His Arm fhall well fufi:ain
The Children of his Love ;
The Ground on which their Safety ftands.
No earthly Pow'r can move,
P s A L M
112 PSALM LVL
Psalm LVI.
Delivtrance from Opprejfion and Falfliood\ or ^GOD's
Care of his People in Anjwer to Faith and Prayer,
1 r\ Thau.whofe Juftice reigns on high,
^^ And makes th* Oppreffor ceafe.
Behold how envious Sinners try
' To vex and break my Peace.
2 The Sons of Violence and Lies
Join to devour me. Lord ;
But as my hourly Dangers rife.
My Refuge is thy Word.
3 In God moft holy, juft, and true,
I have repos'd my Truft ;
Nor will I fear what Flefh can do.
The Offspring of the Duft.
4 They wreft my Words to Mifchief flill.
Charge me with unknown Faults ;
Mifchief doth all their Counfels fill.
And Malice ail their Thoughts,
5 Shall they efcape without thy Frown ?
Muft their Devices ftand ?
O cad the haughty Sinner down.
And let him know thy Hand !
Pause.
6 God counts the Sorrows of his Saints,
Their Groans affedl his Ears ;
Thou haft a Book for my Complaints*
A Bottle for my Tears.
-j When to thy Throne I raife my Cry
The Wicked fear and flee :
So fwift is Prayer to reach the Sky,
£o near is Goo to me,
8 \vi
PSALM LVII. 113
8 In the moft holy, juft and true,
I have repos*d my Truft ;
Nor will I t'^ir what Man can do.
The Offspring of the Duft.
9 Thy folemn Vows are on me, Lord, -
Thou (halt receive my Praife ;
ril Sing, How faithful is thy Word ;
How righteous all thy Ways \
10 Thou haft fecur'd my Soul from Death,
O fet thy Pns'ner free.
That Heart and Hand, and Life and Breath
May be employ 'd for Thee.
Psalm LVII.
Praife foi^Pr{ii£&ion j Graa and Truth
1 AyfY God, in whom are all the Springs,
^^ Of boundlefs Love and Grace unknown.
Hide me beneath thy fpreading Wings,
Till the dark Cloud is overblown.
2 Up to the Heav'ns I fend my Cry,
The Lord will my Defires perform ;
He fends his Angel from the Sky,
And faves me from the threat'ning Storm.
3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the Heav'ns where Angels dwell ;
Thy Power on Earth be known abroad.
And Land to Land thy Wonders tell.
\. My Heart is fix'd ; my Song (hall raife
Immortal Honours to thy Name ;
Awake, my Tongue, to found his Praife^
My Tongue, the Glory of my Frame.
J High o'er the Earth his Mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmoft Sky ;
His
\
114 PSALM LVIir.
His Truth to endlefs Years remains.
When lower Worlds diilblve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the Heav'ns where Angels dwell ;
Thy Power on Earth be known abroad.
And Land to Land thy W^onders tell.
Psalm LVIII, As the 113th Pfalm.
TVarn'wg to Magift rates,
1 TaDGES, who rule the World by Laws,
J Will ye defpife the righteous Caufe,
When th' injur'd Poor before you Hands ?
Dare ye condemn the righteous Poor,
And let rich Sinners Tcape fecure,
WhileGold andGreatnefs bribe yourHands !
2 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 A.rrow iharp, the Poifon ftrong.
And Death attends where e'er it wounds ;
You hear no Counfels, Cries or Tears ;
So the deaf Adder ftops her Ears I
Againft the Power jof charming Sounds.
4 Break out their Teeth, eternal God,
Thofe Teeth of Lions dy'd in Blood ;
And crufh the Serpents in the Duft :
As empty Chaff, when Whirlwinds rife.
Before the fweeping Tempeft flies,
So let their Hopes and Names be loft.
sTh
P S ^ L M LX, lis
5 Th' Almighty thunders from the Sky,
Their Grandeur melts, their Titles die.
As Hills of Snow diffolve and run.
Or Snails that perifn in their Slime,
Or Births that come before their Time,
Vain Births that never fee the Sun.
6 Thus fhall the Vengeance of the Lord
Safety and Joy to Saints afford !
And all that hear fh?ll join and fay,
" Sure there's a God that rules on high,
*" A God that hears his Children cry,
" And will their Suif'rings well repay.
Psalm LX. Fer, i-,-5, 10--12.
On a Day of Humiliation for Difappointments in tVar ~
1 T ORD, haft thou caft the Nation off i
-*^ Muft we for ever mourn ;
Wilt thou indulge immortal Wrath :
Shall Mercy ne'er return ?
2 The Terror of one Frown of thine
Melts all our Strength away \
Like Men that totter drunk w^ith Wine,
We tremble in Difmay.
3 Great-Britain fhakes beneath thy Stroke,
And dreads thy threatning Hand ;
O heal the Ifland thou haft broke.
Confirm the wav'ring Land.
4 Lift up a Banner in the Field
For thofe that fear thy Name ;
Save thy beloved with thy Shield,
And put our Foes to Shame.
5 Go with our Ai^rmies to the Fight
Like a confed'rare God ;
In vain confed'rate Povv''rs unite
Againft thy liftedi Rod. F 6
ii6 PSALM LXI, LXIL
6 Our Troops flia*} gain a wide Re^nown
By thii^e affi^^ing Hand ;
'Tis GcD that treads the Mighty down.
And makes the Feeble ftand
Psalm LXI. i 6.
Safety in GOD.
1 TT7HEN overwhelm'd with Grief,
^^ My Heart within me dies,
Helplefs and far from all Rehef
To Heav'n I lift mine Eyes.
2 O lead me to the Rock
That's high above my Head,
And make the Covert of thy Wings
My Shelter and my Shade.
3 Within thy Prefence, Lord,
For ever ril abide ;
Thou art the Tower of my Defence,
The Refuge where I hide.
4 Thou giveft miC the Lot
Of thofe that fear thy Name ;
If endlefs Life be their Reward,
I Ihall pofTefs the fame.
Psalm LXIL 5 — 12.
A'i? Ini/i in the Creatures ; or, Faith in Divine Grat
and Poiver.
1 l\yfY Spirit looks to God alone ;
•^ -*■ My Rock and Refuge is his Throne ;
In all my Fears, in all my Straits,
My Soul -on his Salvation waits.
2 Trufl: him, vc Saints, in all your Ways,
Pour out your Hearts before his Face :
When Helpers fail, and Foes invade,
God is our All-fufficicnt Aid.
PSALM LXIII. 117
Falfe are the Men of high Degree,
The bafer Sort are Vanity -,
Laid in the Balance both appear
Light as a PufF of empty Air.
Make not increafing Gold your TruH-,
Norfet your Hearts on glittering Dull: ;
Why will you grafp the fleeting Smoke,
And not believe what God has fpoke ?
Once has his awful Voice declar'd,
Once and again my Ears have heard,
" All Power is his eternal Due ;
" He mud be fear'd and trufted too.
For Sov'reign Povs^'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a Partner of the Throne :
Thy Grace and Jufbice, mighty Lord,
Shall wtH divide our laft Reward.
Psalm LXIIL i, 2, 5, 3, 4, Firji PcrrL
Common Metre.
Th€ Morning cf a Lord's Day.
rpARLY, my God, without Delay,
'*-' I hafte to feek thy Face ;
My thirfly Spirit faints away
Without thy chearing Grace.
\ So Pilgrims on the fcorching Sand
Beneath a burning Sky,
Long tor a cooling Stream at^iand^
And they mud drink or die.
\ I've feen thy Glory and thy Pow'r
Thro' all thy Temple fhine j
My God, repeat that heav'nly Hour,
That Vifion fo divine.
^ Not all the BleiTmgs of a Feaft
Can pleafe my Soul fo w^ell,
As when thy richer Grace I tafle,
A.nd in thy Prefence 4w6li. F 2
ii8 P S A L M- LXIIL
5 Not Lite itfelf, with all her Joys,
Can my beft Paffions move,
Or raife fo high my cheartui Voice,
As thy forgiving Love.
6 Thus till my laft expiring Day
ril biei"s my God and King ;
Tluis will 1 lift my Hands to pray,
And tune mv Lips to fing.
Psalm LXIil. 6— lo. Second Part.
Common Metre.
Midnight Thoughts recolk^ed,
1 5'-pWAS in the Watches of the Night
A 1 thought upon thy Pow'r^
Lkept thy lovely Face in Sight
Amidft the darkeil Hour.
2 My Flelh lay refting en my Bed,
My Soul arofe on high ;
" My GOD, mj Life^ my Hope ^ I faid,
" Bring thy Salvation nigh.
-2 My Spiritlabours up thine Fiill,
Ar d climbs the heav'nly Road ;
But thy Pvight-hand upholds me Itiil,
Whi'e 1 purfue my God.
Thy Mercy ftretches o'er my Head
The Shadow of thy Wings ;
I\Iv Hc^rt rejoices in thine Aid,
'ixly Tongue awakes and lings.
rr But the Deftroyers of my Peace
Shall fret and rage in vain j
! e Tempter mall for ever ceale,
And nl: my Sins be flam.
Thy Sword (hall give my Foes to Deatlb-
\v.6 fend them down to dweJl
In\he dark Caverns ot the Earth,
Or to the Deeps of Hell. i' ^ a l ^
6
PSALM LXIIL no
Psalm LXUI, Long Metre.
Longing after GOD ; or, The Love of GOD- better
than Lfs.
1 /^R^'EAT God, indulge my humble Claim,
^^ Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Reii ;
The Glories that compofe thy Name
Stand all engag'd to make me bled.
2 Thou Great and Good, thou Juft and IVife,
■ Thou art my Father and my God ;
And lam thine by facred Ties ;
Thy Son, thy Servant bought with Wxood.
3 With Heart and Eyes and Hfted. Hands
For Thee I long, to Thee I lock,
As Travellers in thirfty Lands
Pant for the .cooling Water brook.
4 With early Feet I love t'appear
Among thy Saints, and feekthy Face,
Ott have I feen thy Glory there.
And felt the Power of Sov'rei2:n Grace,
5 Not Fruits nor Wines that tempt our Tafte,
Nor all the Joys our Senfes know.
Could m.ake me fo divinely blefij
Or raife my chearfui Paffioh fo.
6 My Life itfelf without thy Love
No Tafte of Pleafure could afford ;
'Twould but a tirefome Burden prove^
^If I were baniih'd from the Lord.
7 Amidft the w^akeful Hours of Night,
When buiy Cares afflid my Head,
One Thought of Thee gives new Deliglit.^
And adds Kefreihment to my B^d.
8 rii lift my Hands, I'll raife my Voice,
VVhile 1 have Breath to pray or praile ^
F 3 - 5 ^^^^^
ji20 P l^ ^ L M LXIII.
This Work ihali make my Heart rejoice.
And fpend the Remnant of my Days.
Psalm LXIII. Short Metre.
Peeking GOD,
1 TMfY God, permit my Tongue
IVl yi^-g jQy^ ^Q ^^jj jj^gg niine >
And let my early Cries prevail
To taile thy Love divine.
2 My thirty fainting Soul
Thy Mercy does implore :
Not l>avellcrs in Defert Lands*
Can pant for Water more.
3 Within thy Ch.iirchcs, Lord,
I long to find my Place,
Thy Pow'r and Glory to behold.
And feel thy quick'ning Grace.
4 For Life without thy Love
No Relilli can afford ;
No Joy can be compared with this^
To ferve and pleafe the Lord.
5 To thee ril lift my Hands,
And praife thee while 1 live ;
Not the rich Dainties of the Feafl:
Such Food or Pleafure give.
6 In wakeful Hours of Night,
I call my GoD to mind ;
I think how wife thy Counsels are>
And all thy Dealings kind.
Since thou haft been my Help,
l^o tliee my Spirit flies.
And on thy watchful Providence ;
My chearful Hope relies.
The Shadow of thy Wings,
My Saul in Safety keeps :
r !s ^ ju ivi jLAY. re I
I follow where my Father leadsy
And he fupports my Steps.
'SALM LXV. 1--5. Firjl Part. Long Metre.
Piihlk Prayer and Praife.
'"pHE Praife of Sion waits for Thee,
^ My God ; and Praife becomes thy Houfe i
There (hall thy Saints thy Glory fee,
And there perform their public Vows.
O Thou v/hofe Mercy bends the Skies
To fave, when humble Sinners pray;
AH Lands to Thee fnall lift their Eyes,
And Illands of the Northern Sea.
Againft my Will my Sins prevail,
But Grace fhall purge away their Stain :
The Blood of Chrift will never fail
To wafli my Garments white again.
Bled is the Man whom thou fhalt chufe.
And give him kind Accefs to Thee ;
Give him a Place within thy Houfe,
To tafte thy Love divinely free.
Pause.
Let Babel fear when ^ion prays ;
Bahel^ prepare for long Diflrefs,
When iSm's God himfelf arrays
In Terror and in Righteoufneis.
With dreadful Glory God fulfils
What his afflided Saints requefl ;
And with Almighty Wrath reveals
His Love to giye his Churches Reft,
Then (hall the flacking Nations run
To Sion\ Hill and own their Lord \
The rifing and the fetting Sun
Shall fee the Saviour's Name, adpr'cL
■ F 4 .. Psalm
122 PSALM LXV.
P s A 1 M LXV. 5—13. 2d Part. Long Metre.
Divine Providence in Ai}\ Earth and Sea ; or, Tl/"
GOD of Nature and Grace.
1 'TTHE God of our Salvation hears
"*• The Groans of Sitn m'lx'd with Tears ;
Yet when he comes with kind Defigns,
Thro' all the Way his Terror (hines.
2 On him the Race of Man depends,
Far as the Eai tli's remoteft Ends,
"Where the Creator's Name is known.
By Natu-re's feeble Light alone.
3 Sailors that travel o'er the Flood,
Addrefs their frighted Souls to God,
When Tempefts rage, and Billows roar
At dreadful Diftance from the Shore.
4 He bids the noify Tempefts ceafe ;
He calms the raging Crowd to Peace,
When atumuituous Nation raves.
Wild as the Winds, 2nd loud as Waves.
5 Whole Kingdoms ihaken by the Storra,
He fettles in a peaceful Form ;
Mountains eftablifa'd by his Hand
!'irm on their old Foundation ftand.
neiiold his Eniigns fweep the Sky,
New Comets blaze, and Lightnings fly \.
The Heathen Lands, with fwift Surprize,
From the bright Horrors turn their Eyes.
At his Command the Morning Ray
Smiles in the Eaji^ and Jeadb the Day,
He guides the Sun's declining Wheels
Over the Tops of Wejhrn Hills.
8 Seafons
P S ^ L M LXV. 123
S Seafons and Times obe* his Voice;
The Evening and the Morn rejoice
To fee the Earth made foft with Showers,
Laden with Fruit and drefi: in Flow'rs.
9 'Tis from his wat'ry Stores on high,
He gives the thirfty Ground Supply ;
He walks upon the Clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching Drops;difpence.
10 The Defart grows a fruitful Field,
Abundant Fruit the Valhes yield ;
The ValHes fhout with chearful Voices
And neighb'ring Hills repeat their Joys^
11 The Paftures fmile in green Array,
There' Lambs and larger Cattle play y
The larger Cattle and the Lamb,
Each in his Language fpeaks thy Name.-
i2 Thy Works pronounce thy Pow'r divine.;
O'er ev'ry Field thy Glories fhine ;
Thro' ev'ry Month thy Gifts appear 5
L Great God, thy Goodneis crowns the Yearo
Psalm LXV. FirftPart. Common Metre.
A Prayer -hearing GOD^ and the Gentiles called,
1 p RAISE waits in Sion^ Lord, for Thee;
^ There Ihail our Vows be paid ;
Thou haft an Ear when Sinners pray^
All Flefh {hail feek thine Aid.
2 Lord, our Iniquities prevail,
But pard'ning Grace is thine.
And thou wilt grant us Power and Skill
To conquer ev'ry Sin,
3 Blefs'd are the Men whom thou wilt chufe
To bring them near thy Face,
Give them a Dwelling in thine Houfe,
To feaft upon thy Grace* F 5 ,i
12^ PSALM LXV.
4 in anfwVing what thy Church requefts.
Thy Truth and Terror (hine,
And Works of dreadful Righteoufnefs
Fulfil thy kind Defign.
5 Thus {hall the wondVing Nations fee
The Lord is good and juft ;
And diilant Illands fly to thee.
And make thy Name their Trud.
6 They dread thy glitt'ring Tokens, Lord,
When Signs in Heav'n appear ;
But they lliall learn thy holy Word,
And love as well as fear.
Psalm LXV. Second Part. Common Metre.
The Providence of GOD in Air, Earth and Sea 5 Or,,
Ihe Blejfing of Rain.
1 'npIS by thy Strength the Mountains ftand,
^ God of eternal Pow'r ;
The Sea grows c^.lm at thy Command,
And Tempefts ceafe to roar.
2 Thy Morning; Light, and Ev'ning Shade,
SuccelTive Comforts bring :
Thy plenteous Fruits make Harveft glad,
Thy Flow'rs adorn the Spring.
2 Seafons and Times, and Moons and Hours,
Heav'n, Earth and Air are thine ;^
When Clouds diftil in fruittul Snow rs.
The Author is divine.
. Thofe wand'ring Cifterns in the Sky ,
^ Borne by the Vs^lnds around,
Whofe watry Treafures well fupply
The Furrows oi the Ground,
r The thirty Ridges drink their Fill,
^ And Ranks ot Corn appe-^^ ^ ...
Thy Wavs abound with Blcffings ^^\
ThyGoodnei's crowns the Year. i'sALM
PSALM LXV^LXYI. 1.25
Psalm LXV. Third Part, Common Metre,
The Blejjlngs of the Spring ; Or, GOD gives Rair.,
A Pfalm for the Hufoandman.
1 j^^OOD is the Lord, the heav'niy King,
^-^ Who makes the Earth his Gare j
Vifits the Paftures every Spring,
And bids the Grafs appear.
2 The Clouds, hke Rivers rais'd on high->.
Pour out at thy C6mmand
Their watry BlelTings from the Sky,
To chear thy thirfty Land.
3 The foft'ned Ridges of the Field .
Permit the Corn to fpring :
The Valleys rich Provifion yields
And the poor Lab'rers fmg.
4 The little Hill's on ev'ry Side -
Rejoice^at falling Show'rs : :
The iVleadows drefs'd in all their Pride-
Perfume the Air with Flow'rs.
5 The barren Clods^ refrefh'd with Rain
Promife a joyful Crop ;
The parching Ground looks green again.
And raife the Reaper's Hope.
6 The various Months thy Goodnefs crowns 3
How bounteous are thy Ways ?
The bleating Flocks fpread o'er the Dov/ns,
And Shepherds ihout thy Praife.
'^; P s A L ivt LXVI. Fir/} Pari.
Gsijermng Pciier and Goodnefs 5 Cr^ Our Gracs-
tried by Jffaiiions.
J OlNG, all ye'Nations, to the Lord,
^ Sing with a joyful Noife ;
With Melody of Sound record
His Honours aad your Joy s , 9^ Sey
126 P S ^ L M LXYL
2 Say to the Pow'r that makes the Skyy
" How terrible art thou !
" Sinners before thy Prefence fly,
" Or at thy Feet they bow.
3 [Come, fee the Wonders of our GoDy
How glorious are his Ways ?
In Alofes Hand he puts his Rod ?
And cleaves the trighted Seas.
4 He made the ebbing Channel dry,
While Jfr'el pafs'd the Flood ;
There did the Church begin their Joy,
And triumph in their God.]
5 He rules by his rehfllefs Might :
Will Re'bel iMortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the Fight,
And tempt that dreadful War.
6 O blefs our God, and never ceafe ;
Ye Saints, fulfil his Praife ;
He keeps our Lite, maintains our Peace,
And guides oui doubtful Ways.
7 Lord, thou haft prov'd our fuff'ring Souls,
To make our Graces Ihine ;
So i)ilver bears the burning Coals,
The M^tal to refine.
8 Thro' wat'ry Deeps and fiery Ways
We march at thy Command,
Led to pofTefs the promis'd Place
By thine unerring Hand.
Psalm LXV^I. 13-- 20. Second Part,
Praife to GOD for hearing Prayer.
I ^VjOW ihali my fotsmn Vows be paid
-*-^ To that Almighty Power
Thar heard thelon^ Reque(\s I made
In my diftrefsful Hour. 2 ^
PSALM LXYIL 127
2 My Lips and chearful Heart prepare
To make his Mercies known :
Come ye that fear my God, and hear
The Wonders he has done.
3 When on my Head huge Sorrows fell^
I fought his heav'nly Aid ;
He fav'd my finking Soul from. Hell,
And Deatli's eternal Shade.
4 If Sin lay coverM in my Heart
While Pray'r employed my Tongue,
The Lord had lliewn me no Regard,
Nor I his Praifes fung.
5 But God (his Name be ever bleft)
Has fet my Spirit free ;
Nor turn'd from him my poor Requeft,
Nor turn'd his Heart from me*
Psalm LXVIL
The Natioris Projperity^ and the ChiircWs Increaje^
1 OHINE, mighty Goi), on Britain^ fhine,
*^ With Beams of heav'nly Grace ;
Reveal thy Pow'r through all our Coafts,
And fhew thy fmiling Face,.
2 [Amidft our Ifle exalted high
Do thou our Glory ftand.
And like a Wall of Guardian Fire
Surround the Favourite Land.]
3 When fhall thy Name from Shore to Shore
Sound all the Earth abroad,
And diflant Nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God.
4 Sing to the Lord, ye diftant Lands,
Sing loud with folemn Voice;
While ^r;V//?? Tongues exalt his Praife^
And Briujh Hearts rejoice. 5 He^
t2« F S A L M LXVIII.
5 He, the great Lord, che fovVeign Judge,
That fits enthron'd above,
Wifely commands the Worlds he made
In Juftice and in Love.
6 Earth fhall obey her Maker's Will,
And yield a full Increafe ;
Our God will crown his chofen Ifle
With Fruitfulnefs and Peace.
7 God the Redeemer fcatters round
His choiceft Favours here,
While the Creation's utmoil Bound
Shall fee, adore, and fear.
Psalm LXVIir. FirJiPart. Ver. i-6, 32,.35,
The Vengeance and CompaJJton of GOD,
1 T ET God arife in all his Might,
^ And put the Troops of Hell to Flight j
As Smoak that fought to cloud the Skies
Before the rifing Tempeft files.
2 [He comes array'd in burning Flames ;
Juftice and Vengeance are his Names :
Behold His fainting Foes expire
Like melting Wax before the Fire.]
3 He rides and thunders thro' the Sky ;
His Name Jehovah founds on high :
Sing to his Name, ye Sons of Grace y
Ye Saints rejoice before his Face.
4 The Widow and the Fatherlefs
Fly to his Aid in (harp Diftrefs !
In him the Poor and Helpleis find
A Judge that's juft, a Father kind.
5 He breaks the Captive's heavy Chain^.
And Pris'ners fee the Light again ;
But Rebels that difpute h.s Will,
Si^i dwell inChains andDarkn^fs ftiil.. Paufe,
F B A L M LXVIIL xs^
Pause.
6 Kingdoms and Thrones to God belong;
Crown hinn, ye Nations in your Song :
His wcnd'rous Namss and Pow'rs rehearfe.
His Honours Ihall enrich your Verfe.
J He Ihakes the Heav'^ns with loud. Alarms ;.
How terrible is God in Arms 1
\'Ci Ifrael are his Mercies known,
ljrael\% his peculiar Throne.
8 Proclaim hira King, pronounce him bled %
He's your Defence, your Joy, your Reft :
When Terrors rile, and Nations taint,,
God is the Strength of ev'ry Saint.
Psalm LXVIII. Second Part, Ver, 17, 18.
Chriji's JfcenfioHy and the Gift of the Spirits
1 T ORD, when thou didft afcend on hlgh^
^ Ten Thoufand Angels fill'd the Sky ;
Thofe Heav'nly Guards around Thee wait.
Like Chariots that attend thy State.
2 Not Sinai's Mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there ;.
While he pronounc'd his dreadful Law,
And ftruck the chofen Tribes with Awe>
3 How bright the Triumph none can tell.
When the rebellious PowVs of Hell,
That Thoufands Sou's had Captive made^
Were ail in Chains like Captives led,
4. Rais'd by his Father to the Throne,
He fent his promised Spirit down,
With Gifts and Grace for Rebel Men^
That God might dwell on Earth again.
Psalm
i^ S A^il. M LXVIII, LXIX.
Ps almLXVIII. ^d.Part. Ver. 19,9,20,21,22.
Praifefor Temporal BleJJlngs j or ^common and fpecial
Mercies.
1 W^E blefs the Lord, the Juft, the Good,
^^ Who fills ourHearts with Joy and Food ;
Who pours his BlefTings from the Skies
And loads our Days with rich Supplies.
2 He fends the Sun his Circuit round,
To chear the Fruits, to warm the Ground ;
He bids the Clouds with plenteous Rain
Refrefh the thirfty Earth again.
3 'Tis to his Care we owe our Breith,
And all our wear Efcapes from Death :
Safety and Health to God belong 5
He heals the Weak, and guards the Strongs
4 He makes the Saint and Sinner prove
The common Bleflings of his Love ;
But the wide Difference that remains
Is endlefs Joy or endiefs Pains.
5 The Lord that bruis'd the Serpent's Head,
On all the Serpent's^ Seed fhali tread,
The ftubbon Sinner's Hope confound,
And fmite him with a lafting Wound.
6 But his Right Hand his Saints fhall raife
From the deep Earth, or deeper Seas,
And bring them to his Court abov- ;
There fhall they tafte his fpecial Love.
Psalm LXIX. r- 14 Flrji ParU Com. Metre.
The Sufferings of Christ for our Salvation,
I " OAVE me, O God, the fwelling Ficods
^ " Break in upon my Soul ;
^< I fink, and Sorrows f?'er my Head
'« Like mighty Waters roll, 2 "
PSALM LXIX. 13 r
I cry till all my Voice be gone,
*' In Tears 1 wafte the Day -,
My God, "behold ray longing Eyes,
'' And fliorten thy Delay.
They hate my Soul without a Caufe,
" And ftill their Number grows
More than the Hairs around my Head^
" And mighty are. my P'oes.
Twas then I paid that dreadful Debt
'' Thac Men could never pay,
And gave thofe Honours to thy Law
" Which Sinners took away.
Thus in the great Mejftah's Name,.
*' The royal Prophet mourns ;
/Thus he awakes our Hearts to Grief^.
** And gives us Joy by Turns.
Now {hall the Saints rejoice and find
'* Salvation in thy Name,
For I have born their heavy Load
" Of Sorrow, Pain, and Shame,
Grief like a Garment cloath'd meTOund,
'' And Sackcloth was my Drefs,.
While I procur'd for naked Souls
" A Robe of Righteoufnefs.
Amongft my Brethren and the Jews
" I like a Stranger ftood.
And bore their vile Reproach, to bring
" The Gentiles near to God.
I came in finful Mortals Stead
" To do my Father's Will ;
Yet when I ckans'd my Father's Houfe,
" They fcandaliz-'d my Zeal,
20 " My
132 PSALM LXIX.
10 *' MyFafting and my hoiy Groans
" Were made the Drunkard's Song ;
'* But God from his celeftial Throne
*' Heard my complaining Tongue.
11 " He fav'd me from the dreadful Deep,
" Nor let my Soul be drown'd ;
" He rais'd and fix'd my finking Feet
« On well-eftabliih'd Ground.
iz *' 'Twas in a mofi: accepted Hour
** My Prayer arofe on high,
** And for my fake my God fhall hear
" The dying Sinner's Cry."
Psalm LXIX. 14--21, 26, 29, 32. SecondPart,
Common Metre.
The Pajfton and Exaltation ^y^Chrift:.
1 "VfO^"^ let our Lips with holy Fear
^^ And mournful Pleafure fmg
The Sufferings of our great High-Prieil,..
The Sorrows of our King.
2 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,
'' Nor hide thy (hining Face j
<« Why Ihould thy Favourite look like one
4 " Forfaken of thy Grace ?
«' With Rage they perfecute the Man
" That Groans beneath thy Wouad,
«< While for a Sacrifice I pour
*« My Life upon the Ground.
5 " They "tread my Honour to the Duft,
" And laugh when i complain V
<* Their fharp infulting Slanders add
-'' Frefh Anguilh to my Pain. 6 " All
P S A L M LXIX. 133
6 " All my Reproach is known to Thee,
I " The Scandal and the Shame ;
j '* Reproach has broke my bleeding Heart,
I " And Lies deiil'd my Name.
7 '' I look'd for Pity, but in vain ;
" My Kindred are my Grief;
" I afk'my Friends for Comfort rounds
" But meet with no Relief.
8 " With Vinegar they mock my Third,
" They give me Gall for Food ;
" And fporting with my dying Groans,
" They triumph in my Blood.
9 " Shine in to my diftreffed Soul,
'^ Let thy CompalTions fave ;
<' And though my Fleih fink down to Death,
" Redeem it from the Grave.
10 " I (hall arife to praife thy NamCj.
'• Shall reign in Worlds unknown ;
'^ And thy Salvation, O my God,
" Shall feat me on thy Throne.
Psalm LXIX. Third Fart, Common Metre.
ChriU'j Obedience and Death ; or, GOD glorified and
Sinners faved.
I Tj^Ather, I fmg thy wondrous Grace,
^ I blefs my Saviour's Name,
He bought Salvation for the Poor,
And bore the Sinner's Shame.
7 '^lis deep Diflrefs has rais'd us high,
^ His Duty and his Zeal
Fulhll'd the Law which Mortals broke.
And finidi'd all thy Will.
3 His dying Groans, his living Songs
Slia'i better pleafe my God Than
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Than Harp or Trumpet's folemn Sound,
Then Goats or Bullocks Blood.
4 This (hall his humble Followers fee,
And fet their Hearts at reft ;
They by his Death draw near to Thee,
And live for ever bleft.
5 Let Heaven and all that dwell on high
To God their V^oices raife.
While Lands and Seas aliift the Sky,
And join t' advance the Praife.
6 Zion is thine, Moft holy God,
Thy Son ihall biefs her Gates;.
And Glory purchas'd by his Blood
P'or thy own Jfrael waits.
Psalm LXIX. Firji Part, Long Metre,
ChriftV Pajpon^ and Sinners Salvation,
1 "pvEEP in our Hearts let us record
^^ The deeper Sorrows of our Lord ;
Behold the rifmg Billows roll
To overwhelm his holy Soul.
2 In long Complaints he fpends his Breath,
While Hofts of Hell, and Powers of Death,
And all the Sons of Malice Joia
To execute their curft Defign.
3 Yet, gracious God, thy Pow'r and Love
Has made the Curfe a BlefTing prove i
Thofe dreadful S^ufFerings of thy Son
Aton'd for Sins which we had done.
4 The Pangs of our expiring Lord
The Honours of ihy Law reftor'd :
His Sorrows made thy Juftice known.
And paid for Follies not his own.
5 O for his Sake our Guilt forgive,
And let the niournin«; Sinner live : 1 h<
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The Lord will hear us in his Name,
Nor (hall our Hope be turn'd to Shame.
Psalm LXIX. Ver. 7, &c. idPart. Long Metre.
Chrift'j bufferings and Zeal.
,'-pWAS for thy bake, eternal God,
^ Thy Son fuftain'd that heavy Load
Of bafe Reproach and fore Difgrace,
And Shame defil'd his facred Face.
The Jevjs his Brethren and his Kin,
Abus'd the Man that check'd their Sin :
While he fulfil'd thy holy Laws,
They hate him, but without a Caufe.
[My Father s Houfe^ faid he, %vas ryiade
A Place for Worjhlp^ not for Trade ;
Then feattering all their Gold and Brafs,
He fcourg'd the Merchants from the Place,]
[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.]
[His Friends forfook, his Followers fled.
While Foes and Arms furround his Head ;
They curfe him with a fland'rous Tongue,
And the falfe- Judge maintains the Wrong,]
Hts Life they load with hateful Lies,
And charge his Lips vv'ith Blafphemies^:
They nail him to the fhameful Tree ;
There hung the Man that dy'd for me.
[Wretches with Hearts as hard as Stones
Infult his Piety and Groans ;
Gall was the Food they gave him there.
And mock'd his Tiiin't with Vinegar.]
But God beheld ; and from his Throne
Marks out the Men that hate his Son ; The
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The Hand th^t rais'd him from the Dead,
Shall pour the Vengeance on their Head,
Psalm LXXI. 5—9. Fir/i Part,
The Jged Sinner s Refieciion and Hope*
1 \y|Y God, my everlafting Hope,
^^ 1 live upon thy Truth ;
Thine Hands have held my Childhood up, I
And ftrengthen'd all my Youth. ' I
2 My Fleili was fafliionM by thy Pow'r, '
With all thefe Limbs of mine :
And from my Mother's painful Hour
I've been entirely thine.
3 Still has my Life new Wonders feen
Repeated ev'ry Year ;
Behold my Days that yet remain,
I truft them to thy Care.
4 Caft me not off when Strength declines.
When hoary Hairs arife ;
And round me let thy Glory (hine,
When-e'er thy Servant dies.
5 Then in the Hlfl:ory of my Age,
When Men review my Days,
They'll read thy Love in ev'ry Page,
Li ev'ry Line thy Praife.
Psalm LXXL 15, 14, 1^, 23, 22, 24. idPai-u
Chrift our Strength and Righteoufnefs,
1 \yf Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
iVl When 1 begin thy Praife,
Where will the growing Numbers end.
The Numbers of thy Grace I
2 Thou art my everlafting Truft,
Thy Goodnefs I adore ;
And fmce I knew thy Graces firft
1 fpeak thy Glories more. 3 Mj
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My Feet fhall travel xii tlie Length
Of the celeflial Road,
And march with Courage \a thy Strength
To fee my Faiher-GoD.
4 When I am fiU'd with fore Diftrefs
For fome furprizing Sin,
I'll plead thy perfe6l Rightcoufnefs,
And niention none but Thine.
5 How will my Lips rejoice to tell
The Vitflories of ray King !
My Soul redeem'd from Sin and Hell
Shall thy Salvation frng.
6 [My Tongue Ihall all the Day proclaim
My Saviour and my God,
His Death has brought my Foes to Shame,
And drown'd them in his Blood.
7 Awake, awake, my tuneful Powers j
With this ddightful Song
ril entertain the darkeft Hours,
Nor think the Seafon long.]
Psalm LXXI. 17--21. Third Fart,
The aged Chriftians Prayer and Song ; or. Old Age^
Deathj and the Kefurredlon,
1 /^OD of ray Childhood, and my Youth,
^-^ The Guide of all my Days,
I have declared thy heavenly Truth,
And told thy wondrous Ways.
2 Wilt thou forfake ray hoary Hairs,
And leave my fainting Heart ?
Who fhall fuftain my fmking Years
\{ God my Strength depart ?
3 Let me thy Power and Truth proclaim
To the furviving Age,
And leave a Savour of thy Name
When I Hiall quit the Stage. 4 The
SS PSALM LXXII.
4- The Land of Silence and of Death
Attends my next Remove ;
O may thefe poor Remains of Breath
Teach the wide World thy Love !
Pause.
5 Thy Righteoufnefs is deep and high,
Unfearchable thy Deeds ;
Thy Glory fpreads beyond the Sky,
And all my Praife exceeds.
6 Oft have I heard thy Threat'nings roar,
And oft endur'd the Grief:
But when thy Hand has prefl me fore,
Thy Grace was my Relief.
7 By long: Experience have I known
Thy fov'reign Pow'r to fave ;
At thy Command I venture down
Securely to the Grave.
8 When I lie buried deep in Duft,
My Fle(h fhall be thy Care ;
Thefx^ withering Limbs with thee I trull
To raife them ftrong and fair.
Psalm LXXIL Firft Part.
The Kingdom of Chrift.
J ^REAT God, whofe univerfal Sway
^-^ The known and unknown Worlds obey
Now give the Kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his Power, exalt his Throne.
2 Thy Scepter well becomes his Hands,
A-U Heaven fubmits to his Commands 5
His Juftice fliall avenge the Poor,
And Pride and Rage prevail no more.
With Pbwer he vindicates the Juft,
And t.eads th' CppreiTor m the Duft 3 E
PSALM LXXIL 139
His Worlhip and his Fear fhall laft, .
Till Hours, and Years, and Time be pad.
As Rain on Meadows newly mown.
So (hall he fend his Influence down :
His Grace on fainiing Souls diftils.
Like heavenly Dew on thirfty Hills.
The Heathen Lands that lie beneath
The Shades of overfpreading Death,
Revive at his firfl: dawning Light,
And Defarts blofTom at the Sight.
The Saints Oiali flourifh in his Days,
Dreft in the Robes of Joy "and Praife 5
Peace like a River from his Throne
Shall flow to Nations yet unknown.
Psalm LXXil. Second Part,
Chrift'j Kingdom among the Gentiles.
^ESUS fliall reign where- e'er the Sun.
J Does his fucceflive Journeys run ;
His Kingdom flretch from Shore to Shore,
Till Moons fhall wax and wane no more«
[Behold the hlands with their KingSj
And Europe her beft Tribute brings ;
From North to South the Princes meet
To pay.,their Homage at his Feet.
There Perfia^ glories to behold.
There India Tnmes in Eafiern Gold ;
And barbarous Nations at his Word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.]
For him fhall endlefs Pray'r be made.
And Praifes throng to crown his Head ;
His Name like fweet Perrume ihall rile
With every Morning Sacrifice.
G 5 People
J4C PSALM LXXIII.
5 People and Realms of every Tongue
Dwell on his Love with fweeteft Song;
And Infant- Voices (hall proclaim
Their early Blefiings on his Name.
6 Bleflings abound where-e'er he reigns.
The Prifoner leaps to lofe his Chains ;
The Weary find eternal Reil,
And all the Sons of Want arc bleft.
7 [Where he difplays his healing Power,
Death and the Curfe are known no more ;
In him the Tribes of Jdam boa ft
More Bleflings than their Father loft.
8 Let every Creature rife and brings
Peculiar Honours to our King:
Angels defcend with Songs again,
And Earth repeat the long Amen.']
Psalm LXXIIL Firji . '-^^ CommonMetre
Jffii5led Saints happy, a?id p7\'!}erons Sinners curjed.
1 "NjO^V Pm convinc'd, the Lord is kind
--^ To Men of Heart fincere,
Yet once my foolifti Thoughts repin'd.
And border'd on Defpair.
2 I griev'd to fee the Wicked thrive.
And fpoke with angry Breath,
" How pleafant and profane they live !
" How peaceful is their Death !
3 " With v^ell-fed Fle(h and haughty Eyes
" They lay their Fears to fleep ;
*' Againft the Heavens their Slanders rife,
•' While Saints in Silence weep.
4 " In vain I lift my Hands to pray,
*' And cleanfe my Heart in vain ;
«< For 1 am chaften'd all the Day,
*' The Night renews my Pain." ^
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5 Yet wiiile my Tongue indulg*d Complaints,
I felt my Heart reprove ;
- " Sure I fhall thus offend thy Saints,
" And grieve the Men I love."
6 But ftill I found my Doubts too hard.
The Conflid too fevere,
'Till I retir'd to fearch thy Word,
And learn thy Secrets there.
7 There, as in fome prophetic Glafs,
I faw the Sinner's Feet
High mounted on a ilippery Place
Befide a fiery Pit.
8 I heard the Wretch profanely boait,
'Till at thy Frown he fell ;
His Honours in a Dream were loft.
And he awakes in Hell.
9 Lord, what an envious Fool I was !
How like a thoughtlefs Bead !
Thus to fufpecTt thy promis'd Grace,
And think the Wicked bled.
10 Yet I was kept from full Defpair,
Upheld by Power unknown :
That bleffed Hand that broke the Snare
Shall guide me to thy Throne.
Psalm LXXIIL 23-28. 2iP^r/.Com. Metre.
GOD our Portion here and hereafter.
1 /^ OD, my Supporter and my Hope,
^^ My Help for ever near,
Thine Arm of Mercy held me up
When finking in Defpair.
2 Thy Counfels, Lord, fhall guide my Feet
Through this dark WiJdernefs ;
Thine Hand condu6t me near thy Seat,
To dwell before ihy Face. G 2 3
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3 VV^ere I ia Heaven without my God,
'Twould be no Joy to me ;
' And whilft this Earth is my Abode,
I long for none but Thee ;
4 What if the Springs of Life were broke.
And Flefh and Heart ihould faint,
God is my Soul's eternal Rock,
The Strength of ev'ry Saint.
5 Behold the Sinners that remove
Far from thy 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 fliall found thy Works abroad.
And tell the World my Joy.
P s A L M LXXIIL 22,3,6, 17--20. LongMetre.
The Profperiiy of Sinners cwfed.
1 T ORD, what a thoughtlefs Wretch was I,
-"^ To mourn, and murmur, and repine
To fee the Wicked plac'd on high.
In Pride and Robes of Honour Ihine.
2 Bur, O their End, their dreadful End !
Thy San^luary taught m|^ :
On flippery Rocks I fee mem ftand,
And fiery Billows roll below.
3 Now let them boaft how tall they rife,
I'll never envy them again.
There they may ftand with haughty Eyes,
Till they plunge deep in endlefs Pain.
4 Their fancy'd Joys how faft they flee !
Jull: like a Dream when Man awakes ;
Their Songs of lofted Harmony
Are but a Preface to their Plagues. 5 Nc
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Now I efteem their Mirth and Wine,
Too dear to purchafe with my Blood ;
Lord, 'tis enouc::;h that thou art mine.
My Life, my Portion, and my God.
Psalm LXXIII. Short Metre.
77?^ Myjtery of Providence unfolded.
URE there's a righteous God,
Nor is Religion vain ;
Tho' Men of Vice may boaft aloud.
And Men of Grace complain. ^
2 I faw the Wicked rife,
And felt my Heart repine.
While haughty Fools with rcornful EyeSj
In Robes of Honour fliine.
3 [Pamper'd with wanton Eafe,
Their Flefh looks full and fair,
Their Wealth rolls in like flowing Seas,
And grows without their Care.
4 Free from the Plagues and Pains
That pious Souls endure.
Thro' all their Life Oppreffion reigns,
And racks the humble Poor. ^
5 Their impious Tongues biafpheme
The everlafting God :
Their Malice biafts the good Man's Name.
And fpreads their Lies abroad.
6 But I w^ith flowing Tears
Indulged my Doubts to rife ;
^^ Is there a God that fees or hears
" The Things below the Skies r J
7 The Tumult of my Thought
Held me in hard Sufpence,
Till to thy Houfe my P>et were brought
To learn thyjuftice tiience. G 3 8 Thy
144 P S ^ L M LXXIV.
8 Thy Word with Light and Power,
Did my miftake amend j
I view'd the Sinners Lite before.
But here I learnt their End,
9 On what a ilippery Steep
The though tlefs Wretches go 5
And O that dreadful fiery Deep
That waits their Fall below !
10 Lord, arthy Feet I bow,
My Thoughts no more repine :
I call my God my Portion now.
And all my Pow'rs are thme.
Psalm LXXW.
The Church Pleading with GOD under fire Perfecuticn*
1 "^X/'ILL God for ever caPt us oft' !
^^ "His Wrath for ever fmoak.
Againft the People of his Love,
His little cholen Flock ?
2 Think of the Tribes fo dearly bought
With their Redeemer's Blcod j
Nor let thy Sion be forgot,
Where once thy Glory ftood.
3 Lift up thy Feet, and march in hafte,
Aloud our Ruin calls ;
See what a wide and fearful Wafte
Is made within thy Walls.
4 Where once thy Churches pray'd and fang
Thy Foes profanely roar ;
Over thy Gates their Enfigns hang.
Sad Tokens of their Power.
5 How are the Seats of Worfl^Jp broke ?
They tear the Buildings down.
And he that deals the heavieft Stroke ?
Procures the chief Renown. 6 With
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# With Flame they threaten to deftroy
Thy Children in their Neft -,
Come let us burn at once, they cry,
Ihe temple and the Prieft,
7 And ftill to heighten our Didrers,
Thy Prefence is withdrawn ;
Thy wonted Signs of Power and Grace,
Thy Power and Grace are gone.
\ 8 No Prophet fpeaks to caJm our Woes,
But all the Seers mourn ;
There's not a Soul amongft us knows
The Time of thv Return.
Pause.
9 Kow long, eternal God, how long,
Shall Men of Pride blafpheme ?
Shall Saints be made their endlefs Song^
And bear immortal Shame,
10 Canfl thou for ever fit and hear
Thine holy Name protanM ?
And ftiil thy Jealoufy forbear.
And ftili with-hold thine Hand ?
11 What ftrange Deliv'rance haft thou fhowr^
In Ages long before.
And now no other God we own.
No other God adore.
I 2 Thou didft divide the raging Sea
By thy refiftlefs Might,
To make thy Tribes a wondrous Wayj
And then fecure their Flight.
13 Is not the World ot Nature thine.
The Darkncfs and the Day ?
Didit not thou bid the Mormng fhinCj
And mark the Sun his Way,
^4 14 Hatk
ia6 psalm LXXV.
14 Hath not thy Power form'd every Coad,
And fet the Earth its Bounds,
With Summer's Heat, and Winter's FroH-,
Intheir perpetual Rounds ?
15 And fhall the Sons of Earth and Duft
That facred Power blafpheme ?
Will not thy Hand that form'd them firft
Avenge thine injur'd Name ?
1 6 Think on the Covenant thou liaft made.
And all thy Words of Love ;
Nor Jet the Birds of Prey invade
And vex thv mourning Dove.
17 Cur Foes would triumph in our Blood,
And make our Hope their Jeft j
Plead thine own Caufe, Almighty God,
And give thy Children Reft.
P s a'l m LXXV.
Pcivcr and Gcvernmeni from GOD alone.
Apply'd to the glorious Revolution by King
William, or the happy Acceffion of King
Georgl to the Throne.
I nnO_Tliee, mod Holy, and mofl: Fligh,
^ To Thee we bring our thankful Praife ;
Thy Works declare thy Name is nigh,
'Yi\\' Works of Wonder and of Grace.
I Britain v;as doom'd to be a Slave,
Ller Frame diUblv'd ; her Fears were great;.
When God a new Supporter gave,
To bear the Pillars of the State.
3 He from thy Hand receiv'd his Crown,
And fwear to rule by wholefome Laws ;
J-]is Foot iliall tread th' OpprefTor down,
His Arm defend tl.e righteous Caufe.
4 Let
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4 Let haughty Sinners fmk their ^Pride,
Nor htt fo high their fcornful Head ;
But lay their foohih Thoughts afide.
And own the King that God hath made.
5 Such Honours never come by Chance,
Nor do the Winds Promotion blow ;
'Tis God the Judge doth one advancCj
'Tis God that lays another low.
6 No vain Pretence to royal Birth
Shall fix a Tyrant on the Throne ;
God, the great Sovereign of the Earthy
Will rife, and make his Juftice known.
7 [His Hand holds out the dreadful Cup,.
' Of Vengeance mix'd with various Plagues,
To make the Wicked drink them up.
Wring out, and tatle the bitter Dregs.
§ Now fhall the Lord exalt thejuft,
And while he tramples on the proud.
And lays their Glory in the Duft,
My Lips Ihall ling his Praife aloud, ^
P s A L M LXXVL
Lfrael fav^d^ and the AiTyrlans defirofd ; (?r, GOD'.
Vengeance againfi his Enemies proceeds from . hi:
Church,
I tN Judah God of Old. was known ;
^ His Name. in Ifrael great ;
In Sakfn.^Qod his holy Throne,
And Zion was his Seat.
: Among the Praifes of his Saints,
His Dwelling there he choie ;
There he receiv'd their jud: Complaints,
Agamft their haughty Foes,
G 5 3 From
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3 Fiom 2hn went his dreadful Word,
And broke that threatning Spear ;
The Bow, the Arrows, and the Sword,
And crufh'd th' AJfyrwn War.
4 What are the Earth's wide Kingdoms ^\{^
But mighty Hills of Prev ?
The Hill on which Jehovah dwells
Is glorious more than they.
5 'Twas Zlon^s King that ftopp'd the Breath
Of Captains and their Bands :
The Men of xMight flept faft in Death,
And never found their Hands.
6 At thy Rebuke, O Jacoh'^ God,
Both Horfe and Chariot fell :
Who knows the Terrors of thy Rod ?
Thy Vengeance who can tell ?
7 What Power can ftand before thy Sight
When once thy Wrath appears ?
WhenHeaven (bines round withdreadfulLightj^,
The Earth lies ftill and fears. fi
8 When God in his own fovereign Ways I
Comes down to fave th' Oppreft, |
The Wrath of Man (liall work his Praiie,
And he'll reflrain the reil.
9 [Vow to the Lord, and Tribute bring,
Ye Princes fear his Frown :
His Terrors (hake the proudeft King,
And cuts an Army down.
10 The Thunderof his iharp Rebuke
Our haughty Foes fhal feel j
For Jacobs God hath not torfook,
But dwells in Zion i^ill.j
PsAW
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Psalm LXXVIL Firji Pari.
Melancholy ajjhulting^ and Hope provaUtng^
I >pO God I cry'd with mournful Voices -
•* I fought his gracious Ear,
In the fad Day, when Troubles rofe,
And fiird the Night with Fear.
a Sad were my Days, and dark my NightSi>
My Soul refus'd Relief ;
I thought on God, the Juft and Wife,
But Tiioughts increas'd my Grief.
3, Still I complained, and ftill oppreft.
My Heart began to break ;
My God, thy Wrath forbid my Reft,
And kept my Eyes awake.
4' My overwhelming Sorrows grew,
'Till I could fpeak no more ;
Then I within myfelf withdrew^
And cail'd thy Judgments ©'er.
5 I cali'd back Years and ancient Times
When I beheld thy Face ;
My Spirit fearch'd for fecret Crimes
That might with-hold thy Grace,
6 I cail'd thy Mercies to my Mind,
Which I enjoy 'd before ;
And will the Lord no more be kind 3
His Face appear no more ?
*l Will he forever caft me off ?
His Promife ever fail ?
Has he forgot his tender Love ?
Shall Anger ftill prevail ?
8 But I forbid this hopelefs Thought, '-
This. dark, defpairing Frame,
Rememb'ring what thy Hand hath wrought rlj
Thy Hand is ftill the fame, 9 TH
I50 P S A L M LXXVII.
9 Til tliink again of all thy Ways,
And talk, thy Wonders o'er.
Thy Wonders of recovVing Grace,
When Fiedi could hope no more.
10 Grace dwelt \vlth Juftice on the Throne j
And Men that love thy Word
Have in thy Sandtuary known
The Counfels of the Lord.
. Psalm LXXVII. Second Part.
Comfort derk)* d from ancient ProvideJice ; or, Ifracl
deliver d from Egypt, and brought to Canaan.
1 "TTOW awful is thy chaft'ning Rod ;
^^ « (May thy own Children fay)
'' The Great, the Wife, the dreadful God !
" How holy is his Way !
2 rii meditate his Works of old ;
The King that reigns ahove,
I'll hear his ancient Wondeis told.
And learn to truft his Love,
3 Long did the Hcufe oijofeph lie
With Egypt's Yoke oppreft ;
Long he delay'd to hear their Cry,
Nor gave his People Reft.
4 The Sons of good old Jacob feem'd
Abandoned to their Foes ;
But his Almighty Arm redeemed
The Nation that he ehofe.
5 I/raelhis People and his Sheep
Muft follow when, he calls ;
He bid them venture thro' the Deep,
And made ih^ Waves their Walls.
6 The Waters faw Thee, mighu God,
The Waters law Thee come ; Back-
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Backward th^y fled, and frighted flood.
To make thine Armies Room.
7 Strange was thy Journey through the Sea,.
Thy Fo®tfl:eps, Lord, unknown 5
Terrors attend the wondrous Way
That brings thy Mercies down.
8 [Thy Voice with Terror in the Sound
Thro' Clouds and Darknefs broke :
All Heav'n in Lightning flione around,
And Earth with Thunder fliook.
9 Thine Arrows thro' the Skies were hurl'd.
How glorious is the Lord !
Surprize and Trembling feiz'd the Worlds
And his own Saints ador'd.
10 He gave them Water from the Rock ;
And fafe by Mofes' Hand
Thro' a dry Defart led his Flock
Home to thepromis'd Land.]
Psalm LXXVIIL Firji Part.
Frovidence of GOD recorded ; or pious Education and
InJiruSlion of Children.
1 T ET Children hear the mighty Deeds
-*-' 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 i
And we'll convey his Wonders down
Through every nfmg Race,
3 Ou' Lips fliall tell them to our Sons,
And they again to theirs,
That Generations yet unborn
May teach them to their Heirs. 4 Thui
o
15^4 P S ^ L M LXXVIII.
4 Thus (hall they learn, in God alone
Their Hope fecurely (lands.
That they may ne'er forget his Works,
But pra(5tife his Commands.
Psalm LXXVIII. Second Part,
Iftaers Rebellion and Pumjhment ; or. The Sins anh
Chajiijements of GOD' s People.
What a ftiff rebellious Houfc
Was Jacob's ancient Race !
Falfe to their own moft folcmn Vows,
And to their Maker's Grace.
2 They broke the Covenant of his Love,
And did his Laws defpife.
Forgot the Works he wrought to prove
His PowV before their Eyes.
3 They faw the Plagues on Egypt light
From his revenging Hand :
What dreadful Tokens of his Might
Spread o'er the ftubborn Land.
4 They faw him cleave the mighty Sea,
And march'd with Safety through.
With watry Walls to guard their Way,,
^ill they had 'fcap'd the Foe.
5 A wondrous Pillar mark'd the Road,
^ Cotnpos'd of Shade and Light ;
By Day it prov'd a IheltVing Gloud,.
A leading Fire by Night.
He from the Rock their Thirfl fupplyld i
5 The gufliing Waters fell,
And ran in Rivers by their Side,
A conftant Miracle.
7 Yet they provokM the Lord moft High,
And dar'd dilUuft his Hand -
Can
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<« Can hs with Bread our Hoft fuppty
« Amldji this Dejart Land r
8 The Lord with Indignation heard,
And caus'd his Wrath to flame :
His Terrors ever ftand prepared
To vindicate his Name.
Psalm LXXVIII. Second Part.
7he Punifhment of Luxury and Intemperance ; or,
Chaftifement and Salvation.
1 X TT THEN Ifrael fins, the Lord reproves,
^^ And fills their Hearts with Dread j
Yet he forgives the Men he loves.
And fends them heavenly Bread.
2 He fed them with a lib'ral Hand,
And made his Treafures known ;
He gave the Midnight-Ciouds Command
To pour Provilion down.
3 The Manna like a Morning Show'r
Lay thick around their Feet ;
The Corn of Heaven, fo light, fo pure 5
As tho* 'twere Angels Meat.
4 But they in murmuring Language faid,
" Manna is all our Feaft j
** We loath this light, this airy Bread 5
** We mufthave Flefh to tafte.
5 " Tejhall have Flejh to pkafeyour Lufl^'
The Lord in Wrath reply'd.
And fent them Quails like Sand or Duft^
Heap*d up from Side to Side.
6 He gave them all their own Defire ;
Ana greedy as they fed.
His Vengeance burnt with fecret Firej
Andfmote the Rebels dead,
7 When
154 PSALM LXXVIII.
7 When fome were fiain the reft return'd.
And fought the Lord with Tears;
Under the Rod they fear'd and mourn'd.
But foon forgot their Fears.
8 Oft he chaftis^d, and ftill forgave, ,
'Till by his gracious Hand
The Nation he refolv'd to favc
Poflefs'd the promis'd Land.
Psalm LXXVJIL Ver.32,c5'^. Fourth Part,
Backfliding and Forgivenefs ; or. Sin punijh'd and
Saints faved,
1 /^REAT God, how oft did Ifrael prove
^-^ By turns thine Anger, and thy Love ?
There in a Glafs our Hearts may lee
How fickle and hew falfe they be.
2 How foon the faith lefs Jeivs forgot
The dreadful Wonders God had wrought !
Then they provoke him to his Face,
"Nor fear his- Power, nor truft his Grace.
3 The Lord confum'd their Years in Pain,
And made their Travels long and vain ;
A tedious March through unknown Ways
Wore out their Strength, and fpent their Days,
4 Ott when they faw their Brethren flam,
They mourn'd, and fought the Lord again j
Call'd him the Rock of their abode.
Their high Redeemer, and their God.
5 Their Pray'rs and Vows before hhn raife
As flattering Words or folemn Lies,
W'hile their rebeUious Tempers prove
FaJfe to his Cov'nant and his Love.
6 Yet did his fovereign Grace forgive
1 he Men wiw noi deferv'd to Jive , Hi^
PSALM LXXX. 155
His Anger oft away he turn'd,
Orelfe with gentle Flame it burn'd.
7 He faw their Flefh was weak and frail.
He faw Temptations llill prevail :
The God of Ahrahain lov'd them ftill.
And \^<^ them to his holy Hill.
Psalm LXXX.
T'he Church's Prayer under /lffli£lion ; or, T^he Vine-
yard of GOD . wajtei.
1 /^REAT Shepherd of thine Ifrael
^-^ Who didii between the Cherubs dwell,.
And lead the Tribes, thy chofen Sheep,
Safe through the Defart and the Deep :
2 Thy Church is in the Befart now,
Shine from on high, and guide us thro' j
Turn us to thee, thy Love reftore,
We fnall be fav'd and figh no more.
3 Great God, whom heavenly hods obey.
How long (hall we lament and pray ?
And wait in vain thy kmd Return ?
How long fliall thy iierce Anger burn ?
4. Infiead of Wine and chearful Bread
Thy Saints v/ith their own Tears are fed j
Turn us to Thee, thy Love reftore.
We riiali be fav'd and figh no more.
Pause L
5 Haft thou not planted with thy Hands
A lovely Vine in Heathen Lands ?
Did not thy Power defend it round,
And heavenly Dews enrich the Ground ?
S How did the fpreading Branches fhoot.
And blefs the Nations with the Fruit ;
But now, dear Lord, look down and fee
■ Thy mourning Vine, that lovely Tree. 7
156 PSALM LXXXI.
7 Why is its Beauty thus dcfac'd ;
Why haft thou laid her Fences wafte ?
Strangers and Foes againft her join.
And every Beaft devours the Vine.
8 Return, Almighty God, return ;
Nor let thy bleeding Vineyard mourn : '
Turn us to thee, thy Love reftore.
We ftiall be fav'd and frgh no more.
Pause II.
9 Lord, when this Vme in Canaan grew.
Thou wait its Strength and GloryNtQO I
Attack'd in vain by all its Foes,
Till the fair Branch of Prcmife rofe*
10 Fair Branch, crdain'd of old to flioot
From David's Stock, frort): Jacob's Root;
Himfelt a noble Vine, and we
The kfler Branches of the Tree :
1 1 ''I is thy own Son ; and he fhall ftand
Girt wilh thy Strength at thy Right hand ;
Thy firft-born Son, acjorn'd and blcft
With Power and Grace above the reft,
12 O ! for his fake attend our Cry,
Shine on thy Cnurches left they die :
Turn us to thee, thy Love reftore,
We fhall be fav'd, and figh no more.
Psalm LXXXL 1,8—16.
Thi Warning of GOD to his People ; or, Spiritual
Blejfmgs and Punijhment»
[ING to the Lord ^loud.
And make a joyful Noife ;
God is our Strength, our Saviour God j
Let Jfrael hear his Vpice.
2 " Froir
S'
PSALM LXXXII. 157
2 " From vile Idolatry
" Preferve my Worfhip clean j
"lam the Lord who fet thee free
" From Slavery and Sin.
3 " Stretch thy Defires abroad,
" And I'll fupply them well ;
*' But if ye will refufe your Goi>,
." If ^rW will rebel 5
4 " ril leave them, faith the Lord,
" To their own Lufts a Prey,
" And let them run the dangerous Roadj
" 'Tis their own chofen Way.
5 Yet O I that all my Saints
" Would hearken to my Voice f
•* Soon 1 would eafe their fore Complaint^P
" And bid their Hearts rejoice.
6 " While I deftroy their Foes,
<' Fd richly feed my Flock,
And they ihail tafte the Stream that fiows
^^ From their eternal Rock.**
Psalm LXXXII.
GOD the fiipr erne Governor ; or, Magiflraies warned,
1 AMONG th'AfTemblies of the Great
^^ A greater Ruler takes his Seat ;
The God of Heaven as Judge furveys
Thofe Gods on Earth and all their Vv^ays.
2 Why will ye then frame wicked Laws ?
Or why fupport th' unrighteous Caufe ?
When will ye once defend the Poor,
That Sinners vex the Saints no more ?
3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know :
Dark are the Ways in which they go ;
Their
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V153 PSALM LXXXIII.
Their Name of earthly Gods is vain,
For they (hall fall and die like Men.
4 Arife, O Lord, and let thy Son ;
PofTefs hisuniverfal Throne,
And rule the Nations with his Rod ;
He is our Judge, and He our God.
, P s A L M LXXXIII. ^
A Complaint again/}' Per fecutors,
ND will the God of Grace
Perpetual S.lence keep ?
The God of Juftice hold h's Peace,
And let his Vengeance ileep ?
Behold, what curfed Snares
The Men of Mifchief fpread :
The Men that hate thy Saints and Thee
Lift up their threat'ningHead.
Againft thy hidden Ones
Their Counfcls they employ.
And Malice with her watchful Eye
Purfues them to deftroy.
The Noble and the Bafe
Into thy Paftures leap ;
The Lion and the ftupid Afs
Confpire to vex thy Sheep.
" Come, let us join, they cry,
" To root them from the Ground,
" Till not the Name of Saints remain,
" Nor Mem'ry (hall be found.''
Awake, Almighty God,
And call thy Wrath to mind ;
Give them like Forefls to the Fire,
Or Stubble to the Wind.
7 Con-
P' S A L M LXXXIV. 15^
1 Convince their Madnefs, Lord,
And make them feek thy Name :
Or elfe their ftubborn Ra2;e confound.
That they mav die in Shame.
I Then (hall the Nations know
That glorious dreadful Word,
Jehovah is thy Name alone,
And thou the Sovereign Lord.
Psalm LXXXIV. Firji Part. Long Metre.
The Plea jure of Publick WorJJjip.
I TTOW pleafant, how divinely fair,
-" O Lord of Hofts, thy Dwellings are !
With long Delire my Spirit faints
To meet th' AlTemblies of thy Saints,
t My Flefh would reft in thine Abode,
My panting Heart cries out for God ;
My God ! my King ! why fhould I be
So far from all my Joys and Thee ?
I The Sparrow chufes where to reft".
And for her Young provides her Neft ;
But will my God to Sparrows grant.
That Pleafure. which his Children want ?
. Bleftare the Saints who fit on high
Around thy Throne of Majefty ;
Thy brighteft Glories fhine above.
And all their Work is Praife and Love.
; Bleil are the Souls that find a Place
Within the Temple of thy Grace ;
There they behold thy gentler Ravs,
And feek thy Face, and learn thy Praife.
Bleft are the Men ^whofe Hearts are fet
To find the Way to Zion's Gate ;
God is their Strength ; and thro' the Road
They lean upon their Helper God. 7
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7 Chearful they walk with growing Strength,
'Till all (hall meet in Heaven at length,
'Till all before thy Face appear,
And join in nobler Worfhip there.
Psalm LXXXIV. Sei:ond Part, Long Metre,
GOD and his Church ; or, Grace and Ghy,
1 /^REAT God, attend while Zhn fings
^^ The Joy that from thy Prefence fprings ;
To fpend one Day with Thee on Earth
Exceeds a thoufand Days of iVlirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meaneft Place
Within thy Houfe, O God of Grace,
Not Tents of Eafe, nor Thrones of Power
Should tempt my P'eet to leave thy Door.
3 God is our Sun, he makes our Day ;
God is our iJhield, he guards our Way
From all th* Aflaults of Hell and Sin,
From Foes without and Foes within.
4 All needful Grace will God beftow.
And crown that Grace with Glory too !
He gives us all things, and with-holds
No real Good from upright Souls.
5 O God, our King, whofe fovereign Sway
The glorious Hofis of Heaven obey.
And Devils at thy Prefence flee,
Bleft is the Man that trufts in thee.
Psalm LXXXIV. Ver. i, 4» ^ 3i !©•
Paraphrased in Cemmon Metre.
Delight in Ordinances of Worjhip j or, GOD prefent
in his Churches.
X \^Y Soul, how lovely is the Place
^^ To which thy God rcforts !
'Tis Heaven to fee his fmiling Face,
Tho* in his earthly Courts. 2 There
P S ^ L M LXXXIV. i6i
2 There the great Monarch of the Skies
His faving Pow'r difplays,
And Light breaks in upon our Eyes,
With kind and quickning Rays.
3 With his rich Gifts the heavenly Dcve^
Defcends and fills the Place,
While Chri/i reveals his wondrous Love,
And (heds abroad his Grace,
4 There, mighty 0*005 thy Words declare
The Secrets of thy Will ;
And ftill we feek thy Mercies there,
And fing thy Praifes ftill.
Pau5E.
5 My Heart and Flefh cry out for thee.
While far from thine Abode ;
When ihall I tread thy Courts, and fee
My Saviour and my God.
6 The Sparrov^ builds herfelf aNeft,
And fuffers no Remove ;
O make me like the Sparrows, bleft.
To dwell but where I love.
7 To fit one Day beneath thine Eye,
And hear thy gracious Voice,
Exceeds a whole Eternity
Employed in carnal Joys.
8 Lord, at thy Threfhold I would wait
While Jefus is within.
Rather than fill a Throne of State,
Or live in Tents of Sin.
9 Could I command the fpacious Land,
And the more boundiefs Sea,
or one bleft Hour at thy Right-hand
I'd give them both a way.
Psalm
1 62 P S A L MLXXXI-V,
P s A L-M LXXXIV. As the 148^/; Pfalm.
Longing for the Houfe of GOD »
1 T ORD of the Worlds above,
^^ How pleafant and how fair
The Dwellings of thy Love,
Thy earthly Temples are.
To thine abode
My Heart afpires
With warm Defires
To fee my God.
2 The Sparrow for her Young
With Pleafure feeks a Neft,
And wandring Swallows long-
To find their wonted Reft s
My Spirit faints
With equal Zeal
To rife and dwell
Among thy Saints.
3 O happy Souls that pray,
Where God appoints to hear !
O happy Men that pay
Their confiant Service there \
They praife Thee ftill ;
And happy they
That love the Way
To Zions Hill.
4 They go from Strength to Strength^
Thro' this dark Vale of Tears,
* Till each arrives at length,
'Till each in Heav'n appears :
O glorious Seat,
When God our King
Shall thither bring
Our wilhng Feet ?
P A U S E4
PSALM LXXXV. 163
Pause.
J To fpend one facred Day
Where God and Saints abide :
Affords diviner Joy
Tiian thoufand Days befide.
Where God reforts
I love it more
To keep the Door
Than (bine in Courts.
) God is our Sun ^.nd Shield,
Our Light and our Defence ; _
With Gifts his Hands are iill'd.
We drew our BlelTings thence s
He fliall beftow
On Jacob's. Race
Peculiar Grace
And Glory too.
• The Lord his People loves ;
His Hand no Good with-holds
From thofe his Heart approves 5
From pure and pious Souls :
Thrice happy he,
O God of Hofts,
Whofe Spirit trufts
Alone in thee.
Psalm LXXXV, Ver. i-S. FirJIParL
Vaitingfor an Anfwcr to Pray 67' ; or, Deliver a?ice
begun and compleated.
T ORD, thou hall call'd thy Grace to mind,
•*^ Thou haft revers'd our heavy Doom :
So God forgave v/iien Ifrael fmn'd.
And brought his v^^andring Captives home.
Thou haft begun to fet us free.
And made thy fierceft Wrath abate :
Now let our Hearts be turn'd to thee,
And thy Salvation be compleat, H 3 Rg-.
3 Revive our d^'irig Graces, Lord,
And Jet thy Saints in thee rejoice ;
Make known thy Truth, fultill thy Word :
We wait for Praife to tune our Voice.
4 We wait to hear what God will fay ;
He'll fpeak, and give his People Peace :
But let them run no more aftray,
Left his returning Wratli increafe.
P s A L M LXXXV. Ver^jflBic. Second Part,
Salvation by Cllrin:.
J O Alvation is for ever nigh
*^ The Souls that fear and truft the Lord ;
And Grace defcending from on high
Frefli Hopes of Glory (hall afford.
I Mercy and Truth on Earth are met,
Since Chrill: the Lord came down fromHeaven
By his Obedience fo compleat
Juftice is pleas'd, and Peace is given.
> Now Truth and Honour fnall abound.
Religion dwell en Earth again,
And heavenly Influence blefs the Ground
in our Redeemer's gentle Reign.
. His Righteoufnefs is gone before,
To give us free Accefs to God ;
Our wand'ring Feet fhall flray no more.
But mark his Steps, and keep the Road.
Psalm LXXXVL Ver. 8—13.
A general Song of Praife to GOD,
A Mong the Princes, earthly Gods, \
'^^ There's none hath Power divine • |
Nor is their Nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their Works like thine.
2 Th(
PSA LM LXXXVIL 165
The Nations, thou haft made, Ihall bring
Their Offerings round thy Throne ;
For thou alone doft wondrous Things,
For thou art God alone.
Lord, I would walk with holy Feet ;
Teach me thine heavenly Ways,
And my poor fcatter'd Thoughts unite
In God my Father's Praife.
Great is thy Mercy, and my Tongue
Shall thole Tweet Wonders tell.
How by thy Grace my finking Soul
Rofe from the Deeps of Hell.
Psalm LXXXVIL
he Church the Birth Place of the Saints ; or, Jews
^?2// Gentiles united in the Chrijlian Churchy
^OD in his earthly Temple lays
^-^ Foundations for his heavenly Praife :
He likes the Tents of Jacob v-:z\\-^
But ftill in Z/^;2 loves to dwell.
His Mercy vifits every Houfe
That pay their Night and Morning Vovv'S '
But makes a more delightful Stay
Vv here Churches meet to praife and pray.
What Glories v/ere .defcrib'd of old ?
What V/onders are of Zion told ?
Thou City of our God belovv^,
Thy Fame Ihall Tyre and Egypt know.
Egypt and Tyre^ and Greek and JevOy
Shall there begin their Lives anew :
Angels and Men fhall join to fing
The Hill where Living-waters fpring.
When God makes up his laft Accoi^nt
Of Natives in his holy Mount,
H 2 - 'Ts^i:
1 66 P SAL M LXXXIX.
'Twill be an Honour to appear
As one new-born or nouriih'd there !
Psalm LXXXIX. Firfi Part. Long Metre.
The Covenant made with Chrijl ; or, The ^rtt^David,
1 I7OR ever fliall my Song record
-*■ The Truth and Mercy of the Lord :
Mercy and Truth for ever ftand
Like Heaven eftabhfh'd by his Hand.
2 Thus to his Son he fware, and faid,
"With thee my Cov'nant hrft is made 3
In thee ihall dying Sinners hve ;
Glory and Grace are thine to give.
Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priefl ;
Thy Children ftiall be ever bleft ;
Thou art my chofen King : Thy Throne
Shall fland eternal like my own.
There's none of all my Sons above
So much my Iniage or my Love ;
Celeftial Powers thy Subjeds are,
Then what can Earth to thee compare r
Daz'id, my Servant, whom I chofe,
To guard my Flock, to crufli my Foes,
^- And rais'd him to the Jewifi Throne,
* *' Was but a Shadow of my Son.
6 Now let tfie Church rejoice and fing,
y^fis her Saviour and her King : J
Angels his heavenly Wonders Ihow, "
A.nd Saints declare his Works below,
P s A L M LXXXIX. FirftPart. Common Metre'
TheFakhJulnefs of GOD.
1 \4'Y never-ceafmg Songs (hall (how
^^ The Mercies of the Lord ;
P S A L M LXXXIX. 167
And make fucceeding Ages know
How taithfui is his Word.
L The facred Truths his Lips pronounce
Shall firm as Heaven endure 5
And if he fpeak a Promife once,
Th' eternal Grace is lure.
• How long the Race of /)^i'/i held
The promis'd Jew'iJJ^ Throne !
But there's a nobler Covenant feal'd _
To David's greater Son,
, His Seed for ever (liall poiTefs
A Throne above the Skies ;
The meaneft Subjedl of his Grace
Shall to that Glory rife.
; Lord GoDofHofts, thy wondrous Ways
Are fung by Saints above ;
And Saints on Earth their Honours raife
To thy unchanging Love.
Psalm LXXXIX; 7, &c. Second Part.
The Power and Majejly of GOD j or, Reveretitial '
IVorJhip.
'^^ITH Reverence let the Saints appear^
^^ And bow befo-re the Lord,
His high Commands with Reverence hear.
And tremble at his Word.
How terrible thy Glories be !
How bright thine Armies fhine !
Where is the Power that vies with thee I
I Or Truth compar'd with thine ?
The Northen Pole and Southern reft
On thy fupporting Hand ;
Darknefs and Day from Eajl to We/i
Move round at thyCommand. '
H 3 4.Ti7
j6S P S a L'M LXXXIX.
4 1 hy V/ords the raging Wind controul,
And rule the boilierous Deep :
Thou mak'rt the lleeping Billows roll,
'•^he rolling Billows fieep.
5 Heaven, Esrth, and Air, and Sea are thine^ 5
And the Dark World of Hell ;
Kov> did thine Arm in Vengeance flnne
When Egypt durd rebel !
6 Juuice and Judgment are thy Throne,
Yet wondrous is thy Grace':
While Truth and Mercy join'd in one,
Invite us near thy Face.
Psalm LXXXIX. 15, &c. Third Part.
J Bhfia Gtfpel
I "DLEST are tlie Souls that hear and know t
^ The Gofpei's joyful Sound ! ^
Peace fhall attend the Path they go,
And Light tlieir St£ps furround.
rheir Joy \hz\\ besr their Spirits up
Thro' their. Redeemer's Name j
! ' > Rjghtcoufnefs exalts their Hope,
SQxSai<^f2 dares condenin.
The J>ordour Glory and Defence
Htrcnsth and Salvation gives :
/ '^ '.-', tijy King for ever reigns,
^' ' '.y ^ f'-* ^ ^^^^' e v er li ves . j
y ^- A ]. AT LXXXIX. 19, &c. Fourth Pari. \
'-.. •;;- A-l^diatorial K:ngao7n-\ or. His divine ant
human Nature.
I OEAR v.hatthe Lord in Vifion faic'
-^-^ And made his Mercy known :
" Sinndrs, behold, your Help is laid
^* On my Almighty Son.
2 Bei'.oit
PSALM LXXXIX. 169
Behold the Man my Wifdom chofe
Among your mortal Race :
His Head my holy Oil o'erflows,
The Spirit of my Grace.
High (liall he reign on Diwid's Throne,
K4y People's better King ;
My Arm rfiaii beat his Rivals down,
' And ftill new Subjeds bring.
% My Truth fliall guard him in his Way
With Mercy by his Side,
While in my -Slame thro' Earth and Sea
He fhall in Triumph ride.
5 Me for his Father and his God,
i He fhall for ever own.
Call me his Rock, his high Abode,
And Vil fupport my Son.
b My firft-born Son arra)M in Grace,
At my Right-hand jhall fit ;
Beneath him Angels know their Place,
And Monarchs at his Feet.
7 My Covenant {lands for ever faft,
My Promiles are flrong ;
Firm as the Heavens his Throne fliall lafl,
His Seed endure as long.
Psalm LXXXIX. 30, &c. Fifth Part.
The Covenant of Grace unchangeable 'y or, Affilclkn
vjithout Reje^ion.
[ VET (faith the Lord) li David's Race,
The Children of my Son,
Should break my Laws, abulemy Grace,
And tempt mdne A.nger dov^'n.
> Their Sins Pil vidt with the Rod,,
And make their Folly fmart i.
H 4 . But
i-jo P S ^ L M LXXXIX.
But I'll not ceafe to be their God,
Nor from my Truth depart.
3 My Covenant I will ne'er revoke.
But keep my Grace in Mind ;
And what eternal Love hath fpoke.
Eternal Truth {hali bind.
4 Once have I fworn, (I need no more)
And pledg'd my Holinefs,
To leal the facred Promife fure
To David and his Race.
5 The Sun fhall lee his Offspring rife
And fpread from Sea to Sea,
Long as he travels round the Skies
To give the Nations Day.
6 Sure as the Moon that rules the Night
His Kingdom Ihall endure.
Till the fix'd Laws of Shade and Light
Shall be oblerv'd no more.
P 3 A L u LXXXIX. 47, &c. Sixth Paru
Long Metre.
Mortality and Hope,
A Funeral Pfalm.
i "p Emember, Lord, our mortal State,
-*^ How frail our Life, hov^' fhort the Date !
Where is the Man that dravs's his Breath
Safe from Difeafe, fecure from Death ?
2 Lord, while we fee whole Nations die,
Our Fiefh and Senfc repine and cry,
«< Muft Death for ever rage and reign !
^' Or haft thou made Mankind in vain ?'*
J Where is thy Promife to the Juft ?
Are not th ' Servants lurn'd to Duft ?
But
PSALM LXXXIX. Ill
But Faith forbids thefe mournful Sighs,
And fees the keeping Dud arife.
\. That glorious Hour, that dreadful Day
Wipes the Reproach of Saints away.
And clears the Honour of thy Word :
Awake our Souls, and blefs the Lord.
Psalm LXXXIX. 47, &c. Laji Part. As the
113/^ Pfalm.
Life^ Deaths and the Refurre^ion,
1 ^HINK, mighty God, on feeble Man ;
-*- How few his Hours ! how fhort his Span !
Short from the Cradle to the Grave :
Who can fecure his vital Breath
Againfl the bold Demands of Death
With Skill to fly, or Power to fave ?
2 Lord, (hall it be for ever faid,
" The Race of Man was only made
" For Sicknefs, Sorrov/, and the Duft '7
Are not thy Servans Day by Day
Sent to their Graves, and turn'd to Glay ?
Lord, Where's thy Kindnefs to the Juft I
Haft thou not promis'd to thy Son,
, And all his Seed a heavenly Crown ?
But Flefli and Senfe indulge Defpair i
For ever blefled be the Lord,
That Faith can read his holy Word,
And find a Refurredicn there.
. For ever blelTed be the Lord,
Who gives his Saints a long Reward,
For all their Toil, Reproach and Pain 3
Let all below, and all above.
Join to proclaim thy wondrous Love,
And each repeat their loud Amn^ .
. H 5 ' V S A L-M
172 P S ^ L M XC.
Psalm XC. Long Metre.
Man Mortal^ and GOD EternaL
A mournful Song at a Funeral.
I npHro' every Age, eternal God,
-^ Thou art cur Re(i, our fafe Abode :
High was thy Throne e'er Heaven was made.
Or Earth thy humbJe Foot-ftool laid. '
: Long hadft thou reign'd e'er Time began.
Or Duft was falhion'd to a Man ;
And long thy Kingdom Oiall 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 Sentence Lord, was jufl",
*■' Return^ ye Sinners^ io your Dufty
4 ['A thoufand of our Years amount
Scarce to a Day in thine Account,
Like Yefterday's departed Liglit ;
Or the laft Watch of ending Night.
Pause.
5 Death, like an overflowing Stream,
Sweeps us away ; our Life's a Dream :
An empty Tale ; a Morning Flow'r
Cut down and wither'd in an Hour.
6 [Our Arie to feventy Years is fet ; .
How fliort the Time ! how frail the State !
And if to Eighty we arrive, ^
We rather figh and groan, than live. \
7 But O how oft thy Wrath appears.
And cuts off our expected Years !
Thy Wrath awakes our hun.b'e I^iead :
We fear ihaV: Power that ftrikes us dead.]
8 Teach
P S A L M XC. 17-
8 Teach us, O Lord, hov/ frail is Man ;
And kindly lengthen out our Spun,
'Till a wife Care of Piety
Fit us to die, and dwell with Thee.
Psalm XC. 1--5. Firji Part. Common Metre^
Man frail ^ and GOD eiemal,
1 (^UR God, our Help in Ages pafi:^
^^ Our Hope for Years to come.
Our Shelter from the ftormy Blaft,
And our eternal Home.
2 Under the Shadow of thy Throne
Thy Saints have dwelt fecure ;
Sufficient is thine Arm alone^
And our Defence is fure.
13 Before the Hills in order flood,
I Or Earth receiy'd her Frame,
From Everlafting thou art God,
To endlefs Years the fame.
Thy Word commands our Fkih to Duitj
Return ye Sons of Men :
All Nations rofe from Earth at firil,
And turn to Earth again.
A thoufand Ages in thy Sight
Are like an Evening gone j
Short as the Watch that ends the Night
Before the rifmg Sun.
[The bufy Tribes of Flefli and Blood
With all their Lives and Cares
Are carried downwards by the Floodj
And loft in following Years.
Time, like an ever-rolhng Stresm^
Bears all its Sons away j
174 PSALM XC
They fiy, forgotten, as a Dream
Dies at the opening Day.
8 Like ftowVy Fields the Nations Hand
Pleas'd with the Morning; Light ;
The Flowers beneath the Mower's Hand
Lie withering e'er 'tis Night.]
9 Our God, our Help in Ages paft.
Our Hope for Years to come,
Ee thou our Guardi while Troubles laft.
And our eternal Home.
Psalm XC. 8, 1 1, 2, 10, 12. Second Part,
Common Metre.
Infirmities and Mortality the Effecl of Sin ; or Life^
old Jge, and Preparation for Death,.
1 T 01^, if thine Eyes furvey our Faults,
-*~^ Arid Juflice grows fevere,
Thy dreadful Wrath exceeds our ThoughtS;>
And burns beyond our Fear.
2 Thine Anger turns our P>ame to Duft;
By one Offence to thee,
Jdivn^ with all his Sons, have lof^
Their Immortality.
3 Life, like a vain Amufement flies,
A Fable or a Song ;
By fwift Degrees our Nature dies,
Nor can our Jq)s be long.
4 'Tis but a few whofe Days amount
To threefcore Years and ten ;
And all beyond that fliort Account
Is Sorrow, Toil, and Pain.
t [Our Vitals with laborious Strife
V^ Bear up the crazy Load,
nd drag thcfe poor Remains of Life
Along the tirefome Road.] 6 Al«
P S ^ L M XC. 175-
6 Almighty God, reveal thy Love,
And not thy Wrath alone :
O let our fweet Experience prove
The Mercies of thy Throne.
7 Our Souls would learn the heavenly Art
T' improve the Hours we have.
That we may ad the wifer Part,
And live beyond the Grave.
Psalm XC. Ver. i3,&c. 7hirdPart. Cora.Metre.
Breathing after Heaven,
1 TJ Eturn, O God of Love return ;
*^ Earth is a tirefome Place :
How long fhallwe thy Children mourr^
Our Abfence from thy Face ?
2 Let Heaven fucceed our painful Years^
Let Sin and Sorrow ceafe.
And in Proportion to our Tears
So make our Joys increafe.
Thy Wonders to thy Servant fhow.
Make thy own Work compleat ;
Then ihall our Souls thy Glory know.
And own thy Love was great.
, Then fhall we fliine before thy Throne
In all thy Beauty, Lord ;
And'the poor Service we have done
Meet a divine Reward.
Psalm XC. Ver. 5, lo, 12. Short Metre.
The Frailty and Shortnefs of Life,
T ORD, what a feeble Piece
-*^ Is this our mortal Frame ?
Our Life how poor a Trifle 'tis.
That fcarce deferves the. Name !
2 Alas;
r 5 PSALM XCL
Mas, the brittle Clay
That built our Bodyfirft !
And every Month and every Day
'Tis mould'ring back to Duft.
3 Our Moments fly apace,
Nor will our Minutes ftay :
Juft like a Flood our hafty Days
•Are fweeping us away.
4 Well, if our Days muft fly.
We'll keep their End in fight,
We'll fpend them all in Wifdom's Way^
And let them fpeed their Flight.
5 They'll waft us fooner o'er
This Life's tempeftuous Sea ;
Soon we (hall reach the peaceful Shore
Of bleft Eternity.
Psalm XCI. 1-7. Ftrjl Pari.
Safety in publtck Difeajes and Dangers,
1 "LJE that hath made his Refuge God,
-*^ Shall find a moft fecure Abode ;
Shall walk all Day beneath his Shade,
And there at Night Ihall reft his Head.
2 Then will I fay, " My God, thy Power
*' Shall be my Fortrefs and my Tower :
" I that am form'd of feeble Duft
*' Make thine Almighty Arm my Truft."
3 Thrice happy Man ! Thy Maker's Care
Shall keep thee from the Fowler's Snare ^
Satan the Fowler, who betrays
Unguarded Souls a thoufand Ways.
4 Juft as a Hen proteds her Brood,
From Birds ot Prey that feek their Blood,
Under her Feathers, fo the Lord
Makes his own Arm his Pecpk's^Guard,
^ ^ ' - M XCI. ^77
5 If burnins; Beams ^ .
Todarta^ertilentiafron conlp'^re
God is their Life, his Wi. fpread
To fhield them with an healFJ. ^ Shade*
6 If Vapours with malignant Breath
Rife thick, and fcatter Midnight Deatfci,
//;W is fafe : The poifoned Air
Grows pure, MJfrad's God be there.
Pause.
7 What though a thoufand at thy Side,
At thy Right- Hand ten thoufand dy'd.
Thy God his chofen People faves
Amongft the Dead, amidil: the Graves.
8 So when he fent his Angel down
To make his Wrath in Egypt known,
And ilew their Sons j his careful Eye
Paft all the Doors of 'Jacob by.
9 But if the Fire, or Plague, or Sword,
Receive Commiffion from the Lord,
To ftrike his Saints among the reft,
Their very Pains and Deaths are bleft.
10 The Sword, the Peftilence, or Fire,
Shall but fulfil their beft Defire \
From Sins and Sorrows fet them free.
And bring thy Children, Lord, to Thee.
Psalm XCI. 9-.-16. Second Fart,
ProieSflon from Deaths Guard of Angels^ Vi^ory and
Deliverance,
I VT E Sons of Men, a feeble Race,
* ExposM to every Snare,
Come, make the Lord your Dwelling-place,
^ And try, and truft his Care.
2 No
'TwiiJ faifl '- ^'^^'' ^" ^''^^''
3 Be'iJ Pive.'-^'^^Sels Charge.to keep
YQ^^^eet in all their Ways ;
'T^'t^atch your Pillow while you flcep^
And guard your happy Days.
4 Their Hands fhali bear you, leaft you fall
And da(h agaiaft the Stones :
Are they not Servants at his Call,
And lent t" attend his Sons ?
5 Adders and Lions ye fhall tread ;
The Tempter's Wiles defeat :
He that hath broke the Serpent's Head
Puts him beneath your Feet.
6 " Becaufe on me they fet tlieir Love,
" I'll fave them, (faith the Lord)
'' I'll bear their joyful Souls above
*' Deftrud^ion, and the Sword.
7 " 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.
8 *^ Thofe that on Earth my Name have known.
" I'll honour them in Heaven ;
^* There my Salvation fhall be fhown,
" And endlefs Life be given."
Psalm XCII. FirJI Part.
A Pjahn for the Lord's- Day.
I CWEET is the Work, my God, my King,
*^ Lo praife thy Name, give Thanks and fmg»
To fhew thy Love by Morning- lighr,
And talk of all thy Tr^th at Night.
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2 Sweet is the Day of facred refl.
No mortal Cares fhall feize my Breaft,
O may my Heart in Tune be found
Like havid's Harp of folemn Sound !
3 My Heart fhall triumph in my Lord,
And blefs his Works, and blefs his Word ;
Thy Works of Grace how bright they (hine !
How deep thy Counfels ! how divine !
4. Fools never raife their Thoughts fo high ;
Like Brutes they live, likes Brutes they die 5
Like Grafs they flouriih, 'till thy Breath
Bkil them in everlafting Death.
5 But I fnall fhare a glorious Part
When Grace hath well refin'd my Heart,
And frefh Supplies of Joy are ihed
Like holy Oil to chear my Head.
0 Sin (my worft Enemy before j
Shall vex my Eyes and Ears no more :
My inward Foes ftiall all be flain,
Nor S^ta?i break my Peace again.
J Then (hall I fee and hear and know
All I defir'd or wiOi'd below -,
And every Power find fwcet Employ]
In that eternal World of Joy.
Psalm XCII. Ver. 12, &c. Seeond Part,
The Church is the Garden 0} GOD,
[ T ORD, 'tis a pleafant Thmg to lland
■*-^ In Gardens planted by thine Hand ;
Let me within thy Courts be feen
Like a young Cedar^ freih and green.
\ There grow thy Saints in Faith and Love,
Bleft with thine Influence from above \
Net Lebanon with all its Trees
Yields fuch a comely Sight as,thefe» 3 The
i8o T B A L M XCIII.
3 The Plants of Grace Ihall ever live ;
(Nature decays, but Grace mult thrive)
Time, that doth ail Things elfe impair.
Still makes them flouri(h ftrong and fair.
4 Laden with Fruits of Age they (hev/.
The Lord is holy, juil, and true ;
None that attend his Gates fnall iind
A God unfaithful or unkind.
Psalm ^ClIL ift Metre. As the lOOXhPfalm
The Eternal and Sovereign GOD.
1 ^Ehovah reigns : He dwells in Light,
J Girded witii Majefiy and Might :
The World created by his Hands
Still on its firft Foundation ftands.
2 But e*er this fpacious World was made,
Or had its firft Foundation laid,
Thy Throne eternal Ages flood,
Thy Self the ever-living God.
3 Like Floods the angry Nations rife,
And aim their Rage againfl the Skies ;
Vain Fl{;ods, that aim their Rage fo high !
At thy Rtluke the Billows die.
4 For ever Ihall thy Throne endure ;
Thy Promife ftands for ever fure ;
And everlafting Holinefs
Becomes the Dwellings of thy Grace.
P s A L M XCIIL 2dMetre. As the old ^oihPfalm^
1 HPHE Lord of Glory reigns, he reigns on high ;
His Robes of State are Strength and Majefty :
This wide Lreation rofe at his Ccnr>iT)and,
Built by his Word, and 'It^blifh'd by his Hand.
Long flood his Throne e'r he brgan Creation,
And his owft Godhead is the lirm Foundation.
2 Gcd
P S^LM XCIII. i8i
2 God is th' eternal King. Thy Foes in vain
Raife their Rebellions to confound thy Reign :
In vain, the Storms ; in vain the Floods arife,
And roar, and tofs their Waves againft the Skies ;
Foaming at Heaven they rage with wild Commotion,
Bat Heaven's high Arches Icorn the fwelling Ocean,
3 Ye Tempeds rage no more ; Ye Floods be flili,
And the mad World fubmilTive to his Will :
Built on his Truth his Church mufl ever Hand ;
Firm are his Prcmifes, and ftrong his Hand -•
See his own Sons, when they appear before him.
Bow at his Foo:-ftdol, and with rear adore him.
Psalm XCIIL ^d Metre.
Js the Old I lid Pfabn,
1 'TpHE Lord Jehovah reigns,
"■• And royal State maintains,
His Head with awful Glories crown'd 5
ArrayM in Robes of Light,
Begirt with fovereign Might, .
And Rays of Majefly around.
2 Upheld by thy Commands
The World fecurely ftands ;
And Skies and Stars obey thy Word :
Thy Throne was fix'd on high
Before the ftarry Sky j
Eternal is thy Kingdom, Lord.
3 In vain the noify Croud,
Like Billows "fierce and loud,
Againil thine Empire rage and roars
In vain with angry Spite
The furly Nations fight.
And dadi like "Waves againft the Shore.
A Let
^2 PSALM XCIY.
^^Let Floods and Nations rage.
And all their Powers engage,
Ler fwelling Tides aflault the Sky ;
The Terrors of thy Frown
Shall beat their Madnefs down ^
Thy Throne for ever iUnds on high.
5 Thy Promifes are true,
Thy Grace is ever new.
There fix'd thy Church Ihall ne'er remove.;
Thy Saints with holy Fear
Shall in thy Courts appear.
And fmg thine everlafting Love.
Repeat the fourth Stanza to comp teat the Tune,
Psalm XCIV. 1,2,7—14. Flrji Part.
Saints chajiifedj atid Sinners dejlroyed 'i or, InJ^ructk".
Jffii^ions.
1 r\ GOD ! to whom Revenge belongs,
^^ Proclaim thy Wrath aloud ;
Let fover^ign Power redrefs our Wrongs,
Let Juftice fmitc the Proud.
2 They fay, '« The Lord nor fees nor hears 5
When will the Fools 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 fhali feel his Power :
His Wrath fliall pierce their Souls with Pain
In fome furprizing Hour.
4 But if thy Saints deferve Rebuke,
Thou haft a gentler Rod ;
Thy Providences and thy Beok
Shall make them know their God.
5 Bleft ^
P S ^ L M XCIV. 183
5 Bieft is the Man tliy Hands chafllfe.
And to his Duty draw ;
Thy Scourges make ;hy Children wife
When they forget thy Law,
6 But God will ne'er caft off his Saints,
Nor his own Promife break ;
He pardons his Inheritance
For their Redeemer's Sake.
Psalm XCIV. Ver. 16--23. S€cond Part.
GOD our Support and Comfort -, or, Delivey-ancefrom
Temptadom and PerJecutio72,
1 XTTHO will arife and plead my Right
^^ Againft my numerous Foes,
While Earth and Hell their Force unite.
And all my Hopes oppofe.
2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help,
Suftain'd my fainting Head,
My Life had now in Silence dwelt.
My Soul amongft the Dead.
3 Alas ! my Jliding Feet ! I cry'd,
Thy Promife was my Prop ;
Thy Grace ftood conftant by my Side,
Thy Spirit bore me up.
4. While Multitudes of mournful Thoughts
Within my Bofom roll,
Thy boundlefs Love forgives my Faults^
Thy Comforts chear my Soul.
5 Pow'rs of Iniquity may rife.
And frame pernicious Laws ;
But God, my Refuge rules the Skies,
He will defend my Caufe.
6 Let Malice vent her Rage aloud.
Let bold Blafphemers~fcOiF J The
84 P S od J. M al;v.
The Lord cur God {hall judge the Proud,
And cut the Sinners off.
P s A L M XCV, Common Metre.
J Pfeilm before Prayer.
: ClNG to the Lord Jehovah's Name,.
*^ And in his Strength rejoice ; , "
When his Salvation is our Theme,
Exalted be our Voice.
• With Thanks approach his awful Sight,
And Pialms of Honour fmg ;
The Lord's a God of bouncliefs Might>
The whole Creation's King.
5 Let Princes hear, let Angels know,
How mean their Nature ieem,
Thofe Gods on high, and Gcds below,
When once compar'd with Him.
\. Earth fwith its Caverns dark and deep.
Lies in his fpacious Hand ;
He fix'd the Seas what Bounds to keep.
And where the Hills muft (land.
5 Come, and with humble Souls adore.
Come, kneel before his Face ;
O may the Creatures of his Pow'r
Be Children of his Grace !
3 Now is the Time, he bends his Ear,
And waits for your Requeft ;
Come, lead he rouze his Wrath, and fwear,
" y^e /bail not fee my Rtji. '
Psalm XCV . Short Metre.
A Pfalm be^i'e Sermon.
I /^OME, found his*rraife abroad,
^ And Hymns of G!ory fing ;.w
Jehovah is the fovereign God,- '^ *
The univerral King.
JT O ^/X J-^ IVl TVV^ V . 1 5 c*
2 He form'd the Deeps unknown;
He gave the Seas their Bound ;
The watry Worlds are all his own,
! / And all the fohd Ground.
3 Come, Vv'orfhip at his Throne,
Come, bow before the Lord ;
We are his Works, and not our own ;
He form'd us by his Word.
^ To Day attend his Voice,
Nor dare provoke his Rod ;
Come, like the People of his Choice,
And own your gracious God,
5 But if your Ears refufe
The Language of his Grace,
And Hearts grow hard like ftubborn Jews^
That unbelieving Race ;
The Lord in Vengeance dreft
Will lift his Hand, and fwear,
" Tou that ch/pife my promts'' d Re/iy
*' Shall have no Portio?i there.'''
Psalm XCV. i, 2, 3,6— 1 1 . Long Metre,
Canaan lojl thro* Unhelief -, or,^ Warning to delaying
Shiners.
: 00?v4E, let our Voices join to raife
V^ A facred Song of folemn Praile :
God is a fovereign King ; rehearfe
His Honour in exalted Verfe.
Come, let our Souls addrefs the Lord,
Who fram'd our Natures with his Word,
He is our Shepherd ; we the Sheep
His Mercy chole, his Faftures keep.
Come, ieir^'hear his Voice to-day.
The Couftftis of his Love obey, * Nor
1 86 P S ^ L M XCVL
Nor let our hardned Hearts renew
The Sins and Plagues that 7/;-^,?/ knew.
%. Ifrael^ that faw his Works of Grace
Yet tempt their Maker to his Face ;
A faithlefs unbelieving Brood,
That ta*'d the Patience of their God.
5 Thus faith the Lord, " Hew falfe they prove I *
" Forget ?ny Power j ahufe my Lone ; ]
" Since they defpife my Re/i^ 1 fwcar^
*' Their Fat Jhall never enter there ^
h [Look back, my Soul, with holy Dread,
And view thofe ancient Rebels dead ;
Attend the ofFer'd Grace to Day,
Nor lofe the BlefTings by Delay.
7 Seize the kind Promife while it waits,
And march to Z/Ws heavenly Gates ;
Believe, and take the promis'd Reft ;
Obey, and be for ever bleft.]
Psalm XCVL i, lo, ^c. CommonMetre,
Christ's /r/^ and fecond Coming,
OiNG to the Lord, ye diftant Lands,
^ Ye Tribes of every Tongue ;
His new-difcover'd Grace demands
A new and^obler Song.
: Say to the Nations, Jefus reigns,
God's own almighty Son ;
His Power the finking World fuftains, i
And Grace farrounds his Throne. 1
; Let Heaven proclaim the joyful Day^
Jov througjfrthe Earth be feen ;
Let Cities (hine in bright Array,
And Fields in cheartul Green,
4. Let
PSALM XCVL 187
|. Let an unufual Joy furprize
The 111 and s of the 5ea :
Ye Mountains fink, ye Valleys rife,
Prepare the Lord h?s Way.
\ Behold he comes, he comes to blefs
The Nations as their God ;
To iliew the World his Righteoufnefs,
And fend his Truth abroad.
3 But when his Voice fhall raife the Dead*
And bid the V/orld draw near,
How will the guilty Nations dread,
To fee their Judge appear ?
L
s A L M XCVL As the 113//; Pfalm.
Ihe GOD of the Gentiles,
ET all the Earth their Voices raife.
To fmg the choiceft Pfalm of Praife,
To fing and blefs Jeho'uah's Name :
His Glory let the Heathens know.
His Wonders to the Nations fhow.
And all his faving Works proclaim.
7'he Heathens know thy Glory, Lord ;
The wond'ring Nations- read thy Word,
In Britain is Jehovah known :
0.ur Wbrfhip (hail no jmore be paid
To Gods which mortal' Hands have made 5
Our Maker is our God' alone.
He fram'd the Globe, he built the Sky,
He made the fliining Worlds on high.
And reigns compleat in Glory there :
His Beams are Majefty and Light ;
His Beauties how divinely bright I
His Temple how divinely fair !
I 4 Come
i88 P S ^ L M XCVII.
4 Come the great Day, the glorious Hour,
When Earth (liall feel his faving Power,
And barbarous Nations fear his Name :
Then Ihall the Race of Men confeis
The Beauty of his Hohnefs,
And in his Courts his Grace proclaim.
Psalm XCVII. 1—5. Firji Part.
Chrlft reigning in Heaven^ and coming to 'Judgment
1 XX^ reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns !
^-^ Praife him in evangelic Strains :
Let the wkole Earth in Songs rejoice.
And diftant Iflands join their Voice.
2 Deep are his Counfels and unknown ;
But Grace and Truth fupport his Throne :
Tho' gloomy Clouds his Way furround ;
Jufiiice is their eternal Ground.
3 In Robes of Judgment, lo, he comes,
Shakes the wide Earth, and cleaves theTombs
Before him burns devouring Fire,
The Mountains melt, the Seas retire.
4. His Enemies with fore Difmay,
Fly from the Sight, and fliun the Day ;
Then lift your Heads, ye Saints, on high,
And fing, for your Redemption's nigh.
Psalm XCVII. 6—9. Second Part,
ChriftV Incarnation.
1 'TpHE Lord is come ; the Heavens proclaim
-*- His Birth ; the Nations learn his Name
An unknown Star direds the Road
Of Rafter n Sages to their God.
2 All ye bright Armies of the Skies,
Go, worfhip. where the Saviour lies :
Angels and Kings before him bow,
Thofe Gods on high, and Gods below.
PSALM XCVII. i^^
Let Idols totter to the Ground,
And their own Worfhipers confound :
But Judah fhout, but Zion fmg.
And Earth confefs her fovereign King.
P s A L M XCVII. Third Part,
Grace and Glory.
'T^H* Almighty reigns exalte<l high
-*- O'er all the Earth, o'er all the Sky ;
Though Clouds and Darknefs vale his Feet,
His Dwelling is the Mercy-feat.
O ye that love his holy Name,
Hate every Work of Sin and Shame ;
He guards the Souls of all his Friends,
And from the Snares of Hell defends.
Immortal Light, and Joys unknov/n.
Are for the Saints in Darknefs fown ;
! Thofe glorious Seeds (hall fpring and rife,^
j And the bright Harveft blefs our Eyes.
i Rejoice, ye Righteous, and record
The facred Honours of the Lord ;
i None but the Soul that feels his Grace
\ Can triumph in his Holinefs.
s AL M XCVII. 1,3,5—7,11. Common Metr€.
ChriftV Incarnation, and the lajl judgment,
"^E Iflands of the Northern Sea
*- Rejoice, the Saviour reigns :
His Word like Fire prepares his Way,
And Mountains melt to Plains.
His Prefence fmks the proudeft Hills,
And makes the Vallies rife ;
The humble Soul enjoys his Smiles,
The haughty Sinner dies,
la % Th^
190 PSALM XCVIII.
3 The Heav'ns his rightful Power proclaim ;
The Idol-Gods around
Fill their own Worfliippers with Shame,
And totter to the Ground.
4 Adoring Angels at his Birth
Make the Redeemer known ;
Thus fliall he come to judge the Earth,
And Angels guard his Throne.
5 His Foes fliall tremble at his Sight,
And Hills and Seas retire :
His Children take their unknown Flight,
And leave the World in Fire.
6 The Seeds of Joy and Glory fown
For Saints in Darknefs here.
Shall rife and fpring in Worlds unknown.
And a rich Harveft bear.
Psalm XCVIII. Firfl Part.
Praife for the Gojpel.
1 ^O oiir Almighty Maker, God,
'■' New Honours be addrefs'd ;
His great Salvation fhines abroad.
And makes the Nations bleft.
2 He fpake the Word to Abraham firfl.
His Truth fulfils his Grace ;
The Gentiles make his Name their Truft,
And learn his Righteoufnefs.
3 Let the whole Earth his Love proclaim
With all her different Tongues ;
And fpread the Honour of his Name
In Melody and Songs.
Psalm XCVIII. Second Part,
Ihe MelTiah'j Ccming and Kingdom.
2 TOY to the World ; the Lord is come ;
J Let Earth receive her King : L
r ::> ^ J^ ivi AL^iA. 191
Let every Heart prepare him Room,
And Heaven and Nature fing.
Joy to the Earth, the Saviour reigns ;
Let Men their Songs employ ;
WhileFields andF]Qods,Rocks,Hil]s andPlainSj
Repeat the founding Joy..
Ij No more let Sin§ and Sorrows grow.
Nor Thorns inteft the Ground ;
He crymes, tp tnake his Bleffings flow
Far as the Curfe is found...
}. He rules the World with^Truth and Grace,
And make-s-the Nations prove
The-Glories of his Righteoufnefs,
And Wonders of his Love.
Psalm XCIX. FirJI Part.
Chriil'j Kiyigdom and Majejly,
1 'TpHE God Jehovah^ reigns^
-*- Let all the Nations fear ; -
Let Sinners tremble at his Throne,
And Saints be humble there.
2 ^ejm the Saviour feigns.
Let; Earth adore its Lord j
Bright Cherubs his Attendants ftandj
Swift to fuliil his Word.
3 In Tjion is his Throne^
His Honours are divine.
His Church fhalF make his Wonders kijown.
For there his Glories fhine.
4. How hohy is his Name !
How terrible his Praife !
Juftice and Truth, and Judgment join
In all his Works of Grace.
1 3 Psv
AI,M
Psalm XCIX. Second Part,
J Holy GOD worjhlppcd with Reverencs.
I jpXalt the Lord our God,
^ And worfhip at his Feet :
His Nature is all Holinefs,
And Mercy is his Seat.
• When .Ifraei was his Church,
When y/t7rc;7 was his Prieil, '
When Mofes cry'd, when Sarmei pray'dj
He gave his People Reft.
I Oft he forgave their Sins,
Nor would defiroy their Race ^
And oft he made his Vengesnce^ known
When they abus'd his Gra-ce.
^ Exalt the Lord our Goi>,- "' • - - '
Whofe Grace is ftill the fame ;■"
Still he's a Gqd of Holinefs^ i
And jealous for his N-ame. •^' " - -
P s A L M C/^^\Y(iMarc.JPJ^^I^T^^^^
Praife to our. Creator,, j,> ._ ,•; ^^^
; \/^E Nations round the Earth, rejoyce
Before the Lord, yo.ur fpvereign King :
Serve him with chearful Heart and Voice,
With ail your Tongues his Glory fing.
t The Lord is Gcd : 'Tis he slone.
Dpth Life, and Breath, and Being give ;
We are his Work, and not our own j
The Sheep that on his Paftures Hve. ^
• Enter his Gates with Songs of Joyi
With Praifes to his Courts repair ;
And make it your divine Employ
To pay your Thanks ajxd Honours there.
4 The
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The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ;
Great is his Grace, his Mercy fure :
And the whole Race of Man ihall find
His Truth from Age to Age endure.
Psalm C. Second Metre. J Paraphraje,
CiNG to the Lord with joyful Voice ,
^ Let ev'ry Land his Name adore ;
The Briiijh Ifles fhall fend the Noife
A-crofs the Ocean to the Shore.
Nations attend before his Throne
With folemn Fear, with facred Joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone ;
He can create, and He deftroy.
His fovVeign Power without our Aid
Made us of Clay, and form'd us Men :
And when like wand'ring Sheep we ftray'd.
He brought us to his Fold again.
We are his People, we his Care,
Our Souls, and ail our mortal Frame :
What lafting Honours Ihall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy Name ^
We'll croud thy Gates with thankful ;Scngs,
High as the Heaven, our Voices raife ;
And Earth with her ten thoufand Tongues
Shall fill thy Courts with founding Praife,
Wide as the World is thy Command,
Vaft as Eternity thy Love ?
Firm as a Rock thy Truth muft ftand.
When rolling Years fhall ceafe to move,. ,
Psalm CL Long Metre.
7 he Magiftrates PJalm. '
TI/TERCY and Judgment are my^ong j
^^^ And {ince they both to thee, belong,
I 4. Mv
My gracious God, my righteous King,'
To Thee my Songs and Vows I bring.
2 If I am raised to bear the Sword,
V\\ take my Counfel from thy Word,
Thy Juftice and thy heavenly Grace
Shall be the Pattern of my Ways.
3 Let Wifdom all my Anions guide.
And let my God with me refide :
No wicked Thing fhall dwell with me.
Which may provoke thy Jealoufy. ^
4 No Sons of Slander, Rage and Strife
Shall be Companions of my Life ;
The haughty Look, the Heart of Pride
"Within my Doors fliall ne'er abide.
5 rril fearch the Land, and raife the Jufl
To Pofts of Honour, Wealth and TruH: :
The Men that wcik thy holy Will
Shall be my Friends and Favourites ftill.]
6 In vain fliali Sinners hope to rife
By flattering or malicious Lies : .
And while the Innocent I guard,
The bold Offender flian't be fpar'd.
The impious Crew (that factious Bandj
Shall hide their Heads, or quit the Land;
And all that break the publick Reft,
Where I have Power, fhall be fuppreft.
P s A X M CI. Common Metre.
AVfafinfor a Majler ef a Family*
1 r\Y Juftice and of Grace I fing,
^^ And pay my God my Vows^
Thy Grace and Juftice, heavfenly King,
1 each me to rule my Houfe.
2 Nov^
Now to my Tent, O God, repair.
And make thy Servant wife ;
rU fuifer nothing near me there
That fhall offend thine Eyes.
The Man that doth his Neighbour wrong
By Falfhood or by Force,
The fcornful Eye, the llanderous Tongue^
I'll thruft them from my Doors.
I'jl feek the Faithful and the Juft,
And will their Help enjoy ;
Thefe are the Friends that I fhall truft.
The Servant's I'll employ.
The Wretch that deals in fly Deceit
I'll not endure a Night !
The Liar's Tongue I ever hate.
And banifh fro«i my Sight.
Pll purge my Family around^
And make the Wicked fiee ;
So fhall my Houfe be ever found
A Dwelling fit for Thee.
Psalm CII. 1 — 13,20,21. Firji Part.
A Prayer of the j9ffii^ed.
TTEAR me O God, nor hide thy Face,
-*-^ But anfwer, left I die :
Haft thou not built a Throne of Grace^
To hear when Sinners cry.
My Days are wafted like the Smoke
DifTolving in the Air ;
My Strength is dry'd^ my Heart is broke^
And finking in Defpair.
My Spirits flag like withering Grafs
Burnt with excefTive Heat :
In fecret Groans my Minutes pafs^ .
And I forget to eat, I 5 4 As
4 As on fome lonely Building's Top,
The Sparrow tells her Moan,
Far from the Tents of Joy and Hope
I fit and grieve alone.
5 My Soul is like aWildernefs,
Where Beafts of Midnight howl ;
^ There the fad Raven finds her Place,
And there the icreaming Owl.
6 Dark difmal Thoughts and boding Fears
Dwell in iny troubled Breafi: ;
While fharp Reproaches wound my Ears,,
Nor. give my Spirit -Reft.
7 My Cup is mingled with my Woes,
And Tears are my Repaft ;
My daily Bread like Afhes grows
Unpleafant to my Tafte.
8 Senfe can afford no real Joy
To Souls that (qq\ thy Frown ;
Lord, 'twas thy Hand advanc'd me high.
Thy Hand hath cad me down.
9 My Looks like wither'd Leaves appear ,,
And Life's declining Light
Grows faint as Evening- Shadows are
Fhat vanifh into Night.
10 But Thou for ever art the fame,
O my eternal God ;
Ages to come ihall know thy Name,
And fpread thy Works abroad,
ir Thou wiltarife, and fhevy thy Face,
Nor will my Lord delay
Beyond th' appointed Hour of Grace,
That long expedted Day.
3 2 He hears his Saiiits, he knows their Crj',
A'jd by myfterious Ways RcdQ2m5.*
P S ^ L M en. t91
Redeems the Prifcners doom'd to die.
And fills their Tongues wkh Praife.
P S A L M Cir. 13-21. Second Pari.
Prayer heard, md Zion rejhred.
LET Zion and. her Sons rejoice, .^
Behold the promis'd Hour :
Her God hath heard her mourning Voice^
And comes t' exalt his Pow'r. '^^-■
Her Duft and Ruins that remain,
Are precious in our Eyes ;
Thofe Ruins (hall be built again.
And all that Duft (hall rife. :
; The Lord will raife Jerujalemy
And ftand in Glory there ;
Nations fhall bow before his Name,
And Kings attend with Fear.
. He fits a Sovereign on his Throne,
With Pity in his Eyes :
He hears the dying Prifoners groan,
And fees their Sighs- arife.
; He frees the Souls condemn'd to Deaths
And when his Saints complain,
It (han't be faid, '^ That praying Breath
'^ Was ever fpent in vain,
j 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 CIL 23-28. Third Far L
Man^s Mortality , ^«i Chrift's Eternky ; or, Saints
die^ but Chrift and the- Church live.
T is the Lord our Saviour's Hand
"Weakens our Strength amidit the Race 5
Difeafe
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198 P S'A L M ClII.
Difeafe and Death at his Command
Arreft us, and cut fhort our Days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our Sun go down at Noon j
Thy Years are one eternal Day,
And muft thy Children die fo foon ?
3 Yet in the midft of Death and Grief
This Thought our Sorrow (hall alTwage ;
" Our Father and our Saviour live ;
*' Chriji 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, thefe Heav'ns fhali fade
And all be chang'd at his Command.
5 The O-arry Curtains of the Sky
Like Garments fnall be laid afide :
Rut flill thy Throne ftands firm and high 5
Thy Church for ever mufi abide.
6 Before thy Face thy Church fhall live ;
And on thy Throne thy Children reign ;
This dying World (hall they furvive,
And the dead Saints be rais'd again.
Psalm CIll. 1-7. Firji Part. Long Metre.
Blefflng GOD for his Goodnefs to Soul and Body,
1 T>LESS, O my Soul, the living God,
-^ Call home thy Thoughts that rove abroad.
Let all the Pow'rs within me join
In Work and Worfhip fo divme.
2 Blefs, O my Soul, the God of Grace ;
His Favours claim thy highefl Praife :
Why fhould the Wonders he hath wrought
Be loft in Silence, and forgot ?
3 'Tis
PSALM cm. 199..
5 *Tis He, my Soul, that fent his Son
To die for Crimes, which thou haft done ;
He owns the Ranfom, and forgives
The hourly Follies of our Lives.
\. The Vices of the Mind he heals,
And cures the Pains that Nature feels,
Redeems the Soul from Hell, and faves
Our wafting Life from threat'ning Graves.
J Our Youth decay'd his Pow'r repairs ;
His Mercy crowns our growing Years :
He fatisfies our Mouth with Good,
And fills our Hopes with heav'nly Food.
J He fees the OpprefTor and th' Oppreft^
And often gives the Sufferers Reft ;
But will his Juftice more difplay
Ln the laft great rewarding Day.
1 [His Power he fhew'd by Mofes' Handsj
And gave to Jfrael his Commands y
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 (hall join
In Work and Worfhip fo divine.]
Psalm CIIL Second Part. Long Metre.
r OD*s gentle Chaftifement ; or, His tender Mercy
to his People.
; 'npHE Lord, how wondrous are his Ways !
-■' How firm hisTruth ! how large hisGrace !
He takes his Mercy for his Throne,
And thence he makes his Glories known.
\ Not half fo high his Power hath fpread
The ftarry Heavens above our Head, As
200 r :y ^ i^ jvi l;iii.
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 Wfjf,
As his forgiving Grace removes
The daily Guilt of thofe he loves.
4 How flowly doth his Wrath arife !
On fwifter Wings Salvation flies :
And if he lets his Anger burn,
How foon his Frowns to Pity turn 1
5 Amidft his Wrath Compaffion fliines ;
His Strokes are lighter than our Sins :
And while his Rod correds his Saints,
His Ear indulges their Complaints*
6 So Fathers their young Sons chaftife,
With gentle Hands and melting Eyes :
The Children weep beneath the Smart,,
And move the Pity of their Heart.
Pause.
7 The mighty God, the Wife and Juft,
Knows that our Frame is feeble Duft i
And will no heavy Loads impofe
Beyond the Strength that he befiows.
8 He knows how foon our Nature dies,
Biafted by every Wind that flies ;
Like Grafs we fpring, and die as foon,
Or Morning Flowers that fade at Noon.
9 But his eternal Love is fure
To all the Saints, and fliall endure :
From Age to Age his Truth fliall reign,
Nor Childrens Children hope in vain.
P$Aj:Mi
PSA i M- CHI. 2ot
s A L M cm. i-y. Firjl Part. Short Metre,
Praifefor Spiritual and Temporal Mercies.
OBlefs the Lord, my Soul !
Let all within me join,
And aid my Tongue to bleis his Name,,
Whofe Favours are divine^
O blefs the Lord, my Soul ;
Nor let his Mercies lie,
Forgotten in Unthankfulnefs %
And without Praifes die.
'Tis He forgives thy Sins,
'Tis He relieves thy Pain,
'Tis he that heals thy Sicknefles,.
And njakes thee young again.
He crowns thy Life with Love,
When ranfom'd from the Grave ;
He that redeemM my Soul from Heli
Hath fovereign Pow'r to fave.
He fills the Poor with Good ;
He gives the Sufferers Reft ;
The Lord hath Judgments for the Froud^
And Juftice for th* Oppreft.
His wondrous Works and Ways
He made by Mofes known ;
But fent the World his Truth aiKi Grace
By his beloved Son..
Psalm CIII. 8- 1 8. Second Part,
Short Metre.
bounding Compaffton of Goi> -, or, Aleriy in th$
midji of Judgment,
|l ^Y Soul, repeat his Praife^
•^^-* Whofe Mercies are fo great 5
Whofe Anger is fo Aqw tP rife,,
, go ready to abate^ a Goi^
2 02 r ib ^ i^ ivi cm.
2 God wilJ not always chi.'e ;
And when his Stroke are felt,
His Strokes are fewer than our Crimes,
And I'ghter than our GuiJt.
3 High as the Heav'ns are rals'd
Above the Ground we tread,
So far the Riches of his Grace
Our higheft Thought exceed.
4 His Power fubducs our Sins,
And his forgiving Love
Far as the^^ is from the JVefl^
Doth all our Guilt remove,
5 The Pity of the Lord
To thofe that fear his Name,
Is fuch as tender Parents feel ;
He knows our feeble Frame.
6 He knows we are but Duft,
Scatter'd with every Breath :
His Anger like a rifing "Wind
Can (end us fwift to Death.
*] Our Days are as the Grafs,
Or like the Morning FlowV ;
If one fharp Blaft fweep o'er the Field,
It withers in an Hour.
8 But thy CompafTions, Lord,
To endlefs Years endure ;
And Children's Children ever find
Thy Words of Promife fure.
Psalm CIIL 19-22, ThirdPart, Short Metre.
God's umverfal Dominion ; or ^Angels pralje the Lord.
I 'TpHE Lord, the fovereign King,
-■- Hath fix'd his Throne on high j
O'er all the heav'nly World he ruicSj
Awd all beneath the Sky. 2 Vf,
I
PSALM CIV zoi
Ye Angels, great in Might,
And fwift to do his Will,
Blefs ye the Lord, whofe Voice ye hear,
Whofe Pieafure ye fulfil.
Let the bright Hofts, who wait
The Orders of their King,
And guard his Churches when they pray.
Join in the Praife they fing.
WlviU all his wondrous Works
Through his vaft Kingdoms (hew
Their iMaker's Glory, thou, my Soul,
Shall fing his Graces too.
P £ A L M CIV.
The Glory of God in Creatbr, and Prrddence,
MY Soul, thy great Creator praife ;
When clothed in his celeftial Rays
He in full Majefty appears.
And like a Robe his Glory wears.
Note, This Pfahn may bgfung to the Tune of the
Vd I \2th or ii'jtb Pfalm^ by adding thefe tu;o Lines
■) eziey Sianzay (viz.)
Great is the Lord ; What Tongue can frame
An equal Honour to his Name ?
[Otherwife iimuji be fung as the iCOih P/alm.]
■ The Heavens are for his Curtains fpread ;
Th' unfathom'd Deep he makes-his Bed j
Clouds are his Chariot v/hen hefiies
On winged Storms a-crofs the Skies.
\ Angels, whom his own Breath infpires,
His Minifters are flaming Fires ; ^
And fwift as Thought theu|Armies. move
To bear his Vengeance QHWlxjve.
4 The
1
4 The World's Foundations by his Hand
Are pois'd, and (hall for ever ftand :
He binds the Ocean in kis Chair,
Left it fhould drown the Earth again.
5 When Earth was covered with the Flood,
Which high above the Mountains ftood,
He thunder'd and the Ocean fled,
Confin'd to its appointed Bed.
6 The fwelling Billows knctw their Bound,
And in their Channels walk their Round ;
Yet thence convey 'd by fecret Veins,
They fpring on Hills, and drench the Plains,
7 He bids the cryftal Fountains flow,
And cheer the Valiies as they go,
Tame Heifers there their Thirft allay.
And for the Stream wild Afles bray.
8 From pleafant Trees which fliade the Brink,
The Lark and Linnet light to drink ;
Their Songs the Lark and Linnet raife.
Arid chide our Silence in his Praife.
- P A u s E L
9 God from his cloudy Ciftern pours
On the parch'd Earth enriching Show'rs ;
The Grove, the Garden, and the Field,
A thoufand joyful Bleflmgs yield.
10 He makes the grafly Food arife.
And gives the Cattle lar-ge Supplies ;
With Herbs for Man of various Power,
To nouriih Nature, or to cure.
11 What noble Fruit the Vines produce !
The Olive yields a fliining Juice ;
Our Hearts are cheer'd with generous Wine,
With inward Joy our Faces Ihine.
12 O
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PSALM CIV. 205
2 O blefs his Name, ye Britons^ fed
With Nature's chief Supporter^ Bread :
While Bread your vital Strength imparts.
Serve him with Vigour in your Hearts.
P A u s E II.
(3 Behold the ftateiy Cedar Hands
Rais'd in the Foreft by his Hands ;
Birds to the Boughs for Sheher fly.
And build their Nefts fecure on high.
[4 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,
[5 He fets the Sun his circling Race,
Appoints the Moon to change her Face ;
And when thick Darknefs veils the Day,
Calls out wild Beafts to hunt their Prey,
16 Fierce Lions lead their Young abroad.
And roaring afk their Meat from GoDj,
But when the Morning-Beams arife,
The favage Beaft to Covert-flies.
s; The Man to daily Labour goes ;
The Night was made for his Repofe :
Sleep is thy Gift, that fv/eet Rehef
From tirefome Toil and wafting Grief.
18 Ho w'ftrange thy Works ! how great thy Skill !
And every Land thy Riches fill r
Thy Wifdom round the V/orld we fee,,
This fpacious Earth is full of Thee.
19 Nor lefa thy Glories in the Deep,
Where Fi(h in Millioris fwim and creep.
With wdnd'rous Motions, fwift or flow,
Stiil wand'ring in the Paths below.
ao There
206 F a jS. L. IVl CIV.
20 There Ships divide their wat'ry Way,
And Flocks of fcaly Monfters play ;
There dwells the huge Leviathan^
And foams and fports in fpite of Man.
Pause III.
21 Vail are ihy Works, Almighty Lord,
All Nature refts upon thy Word,
And the whole Race of Creatures ftands, -
Waiting their Portion from thy Hands.
22 While each receives his different Food,
Their chearful Looks pronounce it good :.
Eagles and Bears, and Whales and Worms
Pvcjoiceand praife in dirt 'rent Forms.
23 But when thy Face is hid they mourn.
And dying to their Duft return ;
Both Man and Beafi their Souls reGgn :
Life, Breath and Spirit, all is thine.
24 Yet thou canft breathe on Duft again.
And fill the World with Beafts and^Men ;
A Word of thy creating Breath
Repairs the Waftes of Time and Death.^,
25 His Works, the Wonders of his Might, r
Are honour'd with his own Delight :
How awful are his glorious Ways I -
The Lord is dreadful in his Praife,.; ^^^.j- m
26 The Earth fiands trembling at thy Stroke,
And at thy Touch the Mountains finoke ;
Yet humble Souls may.fee thy Face,
And t«ll their Wants to fovereign Grace. ;
27 In thee my Hopes and Wiflies meet,
And make my Meditations fweet ;
Thy Praifes (hail my Breath employ,
Till it expire in endlefs Joy.
28 While
P S A L M CY. 207
28 While haughty Sinners die accurft.
Their Glory bury'd with their Dull:,
I to my God, my heavenly King
Immortal Hallelujah's fmg.
Psalm CV. Abridged.
God's ConduSi ^/ifrael, and the Plagues ^^ Egypt.
1 ^IVE Thanks to God, invoke his Name,
^^ And tell the World his Grace ;
Sound through the Earth his Deeds of Fame,
That all may feek his Face.
2 His Covenant which he kept in Mind
For num'rous Ages paft,
To num'rous Ages yet behind
In equal Force fhall iaft.
3 He fware to Abraham and his Seed,
And made the Bleflings Aire :
Gentiles the ancient Promife read.
And find his Truth endure.
4 « Thy Seed Ihall make all Nations bleft,
(Said the Almighty Voice)
" And Canaan s Land fhall be their 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 Strangers in the Place,
A little feeble Band !
6 Like Pilgrims through the Countries round
Securely they removed :
And haughty Kings that on them frown'd
Severely he reproved.
7 «' Touch mine Anointed, and my Arm
" Shall foon avenge the Wrong :
" The
2o8 PSALM CV.
" The Man that does my Prophets harm
" Shall know their God is ftrong."
8 Then let the World forbear hs Roge^
Nor put the Church in Fear :
Ifrael muji live through every Jge^
And be th* Jlmightfs Care.'\
Pause I.
9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the Saints,
And thus provok'd their God,
Mofes was Tent at their Complaints,
Arm'd with his dreadful Rod.
10 He caUM for Darknefs : Darknefs came
Like an overwhelming Flood.
He turn'd each Lake and every Stream
To Lakes and Streams of Blood.
1 1 He gave the Sign, and noifom Flies
Thro' the whole Country fpread ;
And Frogs in croaking Armies rife
About the Monarch's Bed.
12 Thro' Fields and Towns and Palaces
The tenfold Vengeance flew ;
Locufts in Swarms devour'd their Trees
And Hail their Cattle llew.
13 Then by an Angel's Midnight Stroke
The Flower of Egypt dy'd j
The Strength of every Houfe was broke,
Their Glory and their Pride.
14 Now let the World forbear its Rage^
Nor put the Church in Fear ;
Ifrael muJi live ihro* every Jge^
And be th' Almighty's Care.
Pause IL
15 Thus were the Tribes from Bondage brought,
And left the hated Ground i Each
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Each fome Egyptian Spoils had got,
And not one feeble found.
6 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.
7 They thirft ; and Waters from the Rock
In rich Abundance flow,
And following ftill the Courfe they took
Ran all the Defart thro'.
8 O wond'rous Stream ! O blefled Type
Of ever-flowing Grace !
So Chriji our Rock maintains our Life
Thro' all this Wildernefs.
9 Thus guarded by th' Almighty Hand,
The chofen Tribes pofleft
Canaan the rich, the promis'd Land,
And there enjoy'd their Reft.
O Then lei the World forbear its Rag^^
The Church renounce her Fear 5
Ifrael muj} live thro' every Jge^
And he th' Almighty's Care,
Psalm CVL i,— 5. Firji Pari,
Praife to GOD j or, Communion with Saints,
'npO God the Great, the Ever-bleft,
"■• Let Songs of Honour be addreft ;
His Mercy firm for ever ftands j
Give him the Thanks his Love demands.
\ Who knows the Wonders of thy Ways ?
Who Ihali fulfil thy boundlefs Praife f
Bleft are the Souls that fear Thee ftilJ,
And pay their Duty to thy Will.
3 Remember
2IO PSALM CVI.
3 Remember what thy Mercy did
For Jacob's Race, thy chofen Seed ;
And with the fame Salvation bJefs
The meaneft SuppUant 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 Saints, and near to Thee.
Psalm CVI. Second Part, Ver. 7,8, I2,"ij
43,-48.
Ifrael puni/h^d and pardon' d ; or, GOD*s unihangi
able Love,
1 /'^OD of eternal Love,
^-^ How fickle are our Ways !
And yet how oft did Ifrael prove
Thy Conftancy of Grace !
2 They faw thy Wonders wrought,
And then thy Praife they fung ;
But foon thy Works of Pow'r forgot.
And murmur'd with their Tongue.
3 Now they believe his Word,
While Rocks with Rivers flow ; |
Now with their Lufts provoke the Lord,
And he reduc'd them low.
4 Yet when they mourn'd their Faults, i
He hearken'd to their Groans ; «
Brought his own Cov'nant to his Thoughts,
And caird them ftill his Sons.
5 Their Names were in his Book,
He fav'd them from their Foes ;
Oft he chaftisM, but ne'er forfook
The People that he chofe. 4
6 L(
P S A L M CVII. 211
^et Ifrael blefs the Lord,
.Vho lov'd their ancient Race ;
id Chriftians join the Iblemn Vv^ord
Amen to all the Praife.
Psalm CVII. Firji Part,
[frael led to Canaan, and Chriftlans to Heaven,
GIVE Thanks to God : He reigns above.
Kind are hisThoughts, his Name is Love •
Flis Mercy Ages paft iiave known,
^nd Ages long to come fhali own.
Let the Redeemed of the Lord
The Wonders of his Grace record ;
Ifrael^ the Nation whom he chofe,
And refcu'd from their mighty Foes.
[When God's Almighty Arm had broke
Their Fetters and th' Egvpiian Yoke,
They trac'd the Defart wandring round ;
A w^ild and folitary Ground 1
There they could find no leading Road,
Nor City for a fix'd Abode ;
Nor Food, nor Fountain to ailwage
Their burning Thirft, or Hunger's Rage.]
In their Diftrefs to God they cry'd^
God was their Saviour and their Guide ;
He led their March far wand'ring round ;
I'Twas the right Path to Canaan's Ground,
I'hus when our firft Releafe we gain
From Sin's old Yoke, and Satan's Chain,
We have this defart V/orld to pafs,
A dangerous and a tirefome Place.
He feeds and clothes us all the Way,
He guides our Footfteps left we ftrsv,
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He guards us with a powVful Hand,
ilnd brings us to the heav'nly Land.
8 O let the Saints with Joy record
The Truth and Goodnefs of the Lord !
How great his Works ! how kind his Ways ! ;
Let every Tongue pronounce his Praife. J
Psalm CVIL Second Part, |
Corrc^licm for Si?i, and Releafe by Prayer.
1 T^ROM Age to Age exalt his Name,
'*' God and his Grace are ftill the fame :
He fills the hungry Soul with Food,
And feeds the Poor with every Good.
2 But if their Hearts rebel and rife
Againft the God that rules the Skies ;
If they rejedt his heav'nly Word,
And flight the Counfels of the Lord ;
3 He'll bring their Spirits to the Ground,
And no Deliv'rer ihall be found ;
Laden with Grief they wafh their Breath
In Darknefs and the Shades of Death.
4 Then to the Lord they raife their Cries,
He makes the d?vvning Light arife,
And fcatters all that difmal Shade
. That hung fo heavy round their Head.
5 He cuts the Bars of Brafs in two,
And lets the fmiling Pris'ners thro' ;
Takes cfF the Load*of Guilt and Grief,
And gives the labouring Soul Relief.
if O may the Sons of Men record
The wond'rous Goodnefs ©f the Lord !
How great his Works ! how kind his Ways
Let every Tongvie pronounce his Praife,
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Psalm CVII. Third Part,
Intemperance pumjHd and pardon' d ; or, A Pfalm
for the Glutton and the Drunkard.
AIN Man on fooliih Pleafures bent.
Prepares for his own Punifhment ;
What Pains, what loathfome Maladies
From Luxury and Lufi arife !
The Drunkard feels his Vitals wade ;
Yet drowns his Health to pleafe his Tafte ;
Till all his acftlve Pow'rs are loft,
And fainting Life draws near the Dud.
: The Glutton groans, and loaths to eat.
His Soul abhors delicious Meat ;
Nature with heavy Loads oppreft
Would yield to Death to be released.
Then how the frighten'd Sinners fly
To God for Help with earned Cry I
He hears their Groans, prolongs their Breath,
And faves them from approaching Death.
No Med'cines could effect the Cure
So quick, fo eafy, or fo fure :
The deadly Sentence God repeals,
He fends his fov'reign Word, and heals.
' O may the Sons of Men record
The wond'rous Goodnefs of the Lord !
And let their thankful Offering prove
How they adore their Maker's Love.
P s A L M CVIL Fourth Part. Long Metre.
Deliverance from Storms and Shipwreck ; or, 11:^
Seaman s Song.
I "f 'fT'OULD you behold the Works of God^
^^ His Wonders in the World abroad.
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Go with the Mariners, and trace
The unknown Regions of the Seas.
2 They leave their native Shores behind,
And feize the Favour oF the Wind ;
'Till God command, and Tempers rife
That heave the Ocean to the S-kies.
3 Now to the Heav'ns they mount amain,
Now link to dreadful Deeps again ;
What ftrange Affrights young Sailors feel.
And like a iiagg'ring Drunkard reel !
4 When Land is far, and Death is nigh.
Loft to all Hope, to God they cry :,
His Mercy hears the loud Addrefs,
And fends Salvation in Diftrefs.
5 He bids the Winds their Wrath affuage.
The furious Waves forgot their Rage ;
'Tis calm ; and Sailors fmile to'fee
The Haven where they wifli'd to be.
6 O may the Sons of Men record
The wondrous Goodnefs of the Lord !
Let them their private Offerings bring.
And in the. Church his Glory fmg.
P s A L M evil. Fourth Part. Common Metre.
The Marimr's Pfalm,
1 'npHY Works of Glory mighty Lord,
^ Thy Wonders in the Deeps,
The Sens of Courage fliall record,
Who trade in floaiing Ships.
2 At thy Command the Winds arife,
And fwell the tow'ring Waves ;
The Men aftonilh'd mount the Skies,
And fink in gaping Graves.
3 [Again
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3 [Again they climb the watVy Hills,
And plunge in lJ)eeps again ;
• Each like a tott'ring. Drunkard reels.
And finds his Courage vain.
4 Frighted to hear the Temped roar.
They pant with fluttering Breath ;
And hopelefs of the diftant Shore
Exped immediate. Death.]
5 Then to the Lord they raife their Cries ;
He hears the loud Requeft,
And orders Silence thro' the Skies,
And lays the Floods to reft.
6 Sailors rejoyce to lofe their Fears,
And fee the Storm allay'd :
Now to their Eyes the Port appears j
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,
And all the Winds that blow.
8 O that the Sons oF Men would praife
The Goodnefs of the Lord !
Arrd thofe that fee thy wond'rous Ways
Thy wond'rous Love record.
Psalm CVIL Laft Fart,
Colonies planted \ or ^ IsJations bleji and punijleU,
A Psalm for New- England,
I "^TCTHEN God, provok'd with daring Crimes,
^^ Scourges the. Madnefs of the Times,
He twrns their Fields to barren Sand,
- And dries the Rivers from the Land.
2 [Where
2i6 PSALM CVII.
2 His Word can raife the Springs again.
And make the witherd Mountains green.
Send ihowVy BielTings from the Skies j
And Harvcfislh theDefarts rife.
3 [Where nothing dwelt but Beaft of Prey,
Or Men as fierce and wild as they.
He bids th' Oppreft and Poor repair,
And builds them Towns and Cities there.
- They few the Fields, and Trees they plant,
Whofe yearly Fruit fupplies their Want ;
Their Race grows up from fruitful Stocks,
Their Wealth increafes with their Flocks.
: Thus they are bleft ; but if they fin,
Ke lets the Htathcn Nations in,
A favage Crew invades their Lands,
Their Princes die by barb'rous Hands,
-> Their captive Sons, expos'd to Scorn,
Wander unpity'd and forlorn ;
The Country lies unfenc'd, untiiTd,
And Defolation fpreads the Field.
1 Yet if the humb'ed Nation mourns.
Again his dreadful Hand he turns :
Again he makes their Cities thrive.
And bids the dying Churches live.]
I The Righteous with a joyful Senfe
Admire the Works of Providence j '
And 7'ongues of Atheifts (hall no more,
Blafpheme the God that Saints adore.
How few with pious Care record
Thefe wcnd'rous Dealings of the Lord !
But wife Obfervers ftill Ihall find
Fhe Lord is holy, juft and kind.
Paslivi
P S ^ L M (JiX^UA. 2 17,
Psalm CIX. Ver. 1-5. 3V
Love to Enemies from the Example of Chriit.
GOD of my Mercy and my Praiie^
Thy Glory is my Song \
Tho' Sinners fpeak againft^thy Grace
With a blafpheming Tongue.
When in the Form of mortal Man
Thy Son on Earth was found ;
With cruel Slanders faUe and vain
They compafbM him around.
Their Mis'ries his Compaffion move,
Their Peace he ftili purfu'd ;
They render Hatred for his Love,
And Evil for his Good.
Their Malice rag'd without a Caufe,
Yet with his dying Breath
He pray'd for Murd'rers on Ivis Crofs,
And bleil his Foes in Death.
Lord fhali thy bright Example Oiine
In vain before my Eyes ;
Give me a Soul a-kin to thin^.
To love mine Enemies..
The Lord fliall on my Side engagej
And in my Saviour's Name
I {hall defeat their Pride and Rage,
Who flander and condemn.
Psalm CX. Firji Part, Long Metre,
Chriil exalted^ and MuItJiudes converted-^ or. Tic:
Succejs, cf the Gofpel.
THUS the. eternal Father fpake
To Chriji the Son ; '' Afcend and fit
«' At my Right-hand, 'till 1 fnall make
** Thy Foes fuhmiffive at thy Feet,,
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2 "■' From Zion fhall thy Word proceed,
" Thy Word, the Scepter in thy Hand^
<< Shall make the Hearts of Rebels bleed.
And bow their Wills to thy Command.
That Day fliall (hew thy Pow'r is great.
When Saints fhall flock with willing Minds
And Sinners ci owd thy Temple-Gate,
'< Where Holinels in Beauty Ihines."
O blelTed Power ! O glorious Day !
What a large Vict'ry Ihall enfue ;
And Converts, who thy Grace obey.
Exceed the Drops of Morning-Dew»
Psalm CX. SecovJ Part. Long Metre.
The Kivgdoin and Priejihood ^Chrift.
^"^HUS the great Lord of Earth and Sea
X Spske to his Son, and thus lie fwore ;
'• Eternal (hail thy Prieilhood be,
"^' And change from Hand to Hand no more.
^* Jaron, and all his Sons^ muft die :
'•' But everlailing Life is thine,
'' To fave for ever thofe that fly
' ' For Refuge from the Wrath divine.
"' By me Mekhifcdec was made
•' On Earth a 'King and Prieil at once ;
-' And thou, my heav'nly Prieft, Ihalt plead ;
"-'" And Thou, my King, ihalt rule my Sons,"
"yeh'.s the Prieft afcends his Throne,
^A'hile Ccunfels of eternal Peace,
Between the Father and the Son,
Proceed with Honour and Succefs.
Thro' the whole Earth his Reign fliall fpread
And crufli the Powers that dare rebel :
Then Ihall he judge the rifmg Dead,
And fend the guilty World to Hell. ^
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6 Tho* while be treads his glorious Way,
, He drinks the Cup of Tears and Blood,
7'he Sufferings of that dreadful Day
Shall but advance him near to God.
Psalm CX. Common Metre.
Chrifl'j Kifigdom and Priejihood,
1 ^ESVSy our Lord, afcend thy Throne.
.jT And near thy Father fit ;
In Zion (ball thy Power be known.
And make thy Foes fubmit.
2 What Wonders fhall thy Gofpel do !
Thy Converts fhall furpafs
The numerous Drops of Morning-Dew,
And own thy fovereign Grace.
3 God hath pronounc'd a firm Decree,
Nor changes what he, fwore ; ^^
" Eternal fhall thy Priefthood be,.
*' Wnen Jar on is no more.
4 " Melchifedec^ that wond'rous Priefl,
" That King of high Degree,
*< That holy Man who Abraham bled :
'' Was but a Type of Thee."
5 yejus our Pfieft for ever lives
To plead for us above ;
Jefus our King for ever gives .
The Bleihngs of his Love,
6 GbD fhall exalt his glorious Head,
And his high Throne maintain.
Shall ftrike the Powers and Princes deadg
Who dare oppofe his Reign,
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Psalm CXI. Flrfi Part.
The Wifdom of GOD in his Works.
1 CONGS of immortal Praife belong
^ To my Almighty God ;
He has my Heart, and he my Tongue
To ipread his Name abroad.
2 How great theWorks his Hand has wrought !
HovY glorious in our Sight !
And Men in every Age have fought
His Wonders' with Delight.
3 How moft exa(5t is Nature's Frame !
How wife th' Eternal Mind !
His Counfels never change tlie Scheme
That his firft Thoughts defign'd.
4 When he redeem'd his chofen Sons,
He fix'd his Cov'nant fure :
The Orders that his Lips pronounce
To endlefs Years endure.
5 Nature and Time, and Earth and Skies,.
Thy heav'niy Skill proclaim.
What fliall we do to make us wife,
But learn to read thy Name ?
6 To fear thy Pow'r, to truft thy Grace,.,
is our divineft Skill !
And he's the wifeft of our Race
That bed obeys thy Will.
Psalm CXI. SecoJid Part.
The Perfections of GOD,
I r^REAT is the Lord ; his Works of Might
^^ Demand our nobleft Songs :
Let his airembled Saints unite
Their Harmony of Tongues.
2 Great
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'2 Great is the Mercy of the Lord,
He gives his Children Food ;'
And ever mindfuj of his Word,
He makes his Promife good.
5 His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To feai his Cov'nant fure :
Holy and Rev'rend is his Name$
His Ways are juft and pure.
4^ They that would grow divinely wife,
Muft with his Fear' begin ;
Our faireft Proof of Knowledge lies
In hating every Sin,
Psalm CXIL As the 1 1 3tb Pfalmv
The Blefflnp cf the liberal Man.
I 'T^HAT Man is bleft who ftands in Awe
^ OfGoDj.and loves his facred Law :
His Seed on Earth fhall be renown'd j
His Houfe the Seat of Wealth fhall be.
An unexhauded Treafury,
And with fucceffive Honours crown'do
2vHis lib'ral Favours he extends,
To fome he gives, to others lends :
A generous Pity fills his Mind : . .
Yet what his Charity impairs, .
He faves by Prudence in Affairs,
And thus he's jud ta all Mankind.
3, His Hands, while they his Alms beftow'd^
His Glory's future Harveflfow'd ;
The fweet Remembrance of the Juil
Like a green Root revives and bears
A Train of BlefTmgs for his Heirs,
When dying Nature fleeps in Dufl,
4 Befet with threatening Dangers round,
Unmov'd fhail he maintain his Ground 5
Z2Z r i^ ^1 J^ JVl UAIL
Kis Confcience holds his Courage up :
The SouJ that's lili'd with Virtue's^Lighc,
Shines brighteft in AfSiaion's Night °
And fees in Darknels Beams of Hope.
Pause.
5 ["III Tidings never can furpiize
His Heart that fix'd on God relies,
Tho' Waves and Tempefts roar around :
Safe on a Rock he fits, and fees
Tiie Shipwreck of his Enemies,
And their Hope and Glory drcwn'd.
6 7'he Wicked Ihall his Triumph fee,.
And gnafli their Teeth in Agony,
To tind their Expectations croft :
They and their Envy, Pride and Spite,
Sink dovv'n to everJafting Night,
And all their Names in Darknefs loft.]
Psalm CXII. Long Metre.
Tl-e Bkjjings cf the Pious and Charitable.
1 '^HRICE happy Man who fears the Lord,
^ Loves hisCommands, and trufts KisWord";.,
Honour and Peace his Days attend^
And BlelTmgs to his Seed defcend.
2 Compaftion dwells upon his Mind,
To W^orks of Mercy ftill inclin'd :
He lends tlie Poor fomeprefent Aid,
Or gives them, not to be repaid.
3 When Times grow dark, and I'idings fpread;
That fill liis Neighbours round with Dread,
His Heart is arm'd againft the Fear,
, f^or God with all his Pow'r is there.
L4 His Soul well fix'd upon the Lord
Draws hcav'nlv Courage from his Word ;.
Amidft
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Amidft the Darknefs Light ihall rile^
To chear his Heart and blefs his Eyes-
5 He hath difpers'd his Alms abroad,
, His Works are ftill before his God ;
His Name on Earth fliall long remain.
While envious Sinners fret in vain.
Psalm CXII. Common Metre.
Liberality rewarded,
f "LJAPPY is he that fears the Lord,
-*--'■ And follows his Commands,
Who lends the Poor without Reward^
Or gives with li.b'ral Hands.
I As Pity dwells within his Breaft
To all the Sons of Need ;
So God (liall anfwer his Requell
With Bleffings on his Seed.
} No evil Tidings fl^iall furprize
His welUftablilh'd Mind ;
His Soul to God, his Refuge flies,.
And leaves his Fears behind.
L In Times of general Diftrefs
Some Beams of Light fhall fhine,.
To (hew the World his Righteoufnefs,
And give him Peace divine.
; His V/orks of Piety and Love
Remain before the Lord ;
Honour on Earth and Joys above
Shall be his fure Reward.
P s A t M CXIIL Proper Tune.
ne Majefty and Cofidefcmfton of GOD.
^E that delight to ferve the Lord,,
^ The Honours of his Name record,
His facred Name for ever bkfs ; Wh_at=
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What-e'er the circling Sun difplays
His rifing Beams, or letting Rays,
Let Lands and Seas his Pow'r confefs.
2 Not Time, nor Nature's narrow Rounds,
Can give his v.all: Dominion Bounds ;
The Heav'ns are far below his Height 5
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 brj|ght Hofts of Angels do, -.
And bends his Care to mortal Things :
His fovcreign Hand exalts the Poor,
He takes the Needy from the Door,
And makes them Company for Kings.
\. When childlefs Families defpair.
He fends the Bleflings of an Heir,
To refcue their expiring Name;
The Mother with a thankful Voice
Proclaims his Praifes and her Joys ;
Let every Age advance his Fame.
Psalm CXIIL Long Metre,
GOD Sovereign mid Gracious.
WE Servants of th' Almighty King,,
*' In every Age his Praifes fmg ;
Where e'er the Sun (hall rife or fet.
The Nations fhall his Praife repeat.
Above the Earth, beyond the Sky
Stands his high Throne of Majefty ;
Nor Time nor Place his Pow'r reftrain.
Nor bound his univerfal Reign.
Which of the Sons of Jdam dare,
Or Angels with their God compare ?
His Glories how divinely bright,
Who dwells in uncreated Lights 4, Be-
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Behold his Love, he floops to view
What Saints above and Angels do ;.
And condefcends yet more to know
The mean Affairs of Men below.
From Duft and Cottages obfcure
His Grace exalts the Humble Poor ;
Gives them the Honour of his Sons,
And fits them for their heavenly Thrones.
|> [A Word of his creating Voice
Can make the barren Houfe rejoice ;
Tho' Sarahs ninety Years were paft.
The prom.is'd Seed is born at iaft.
7 W^ith Joy the. Mother views her Son,
And tells the Wonders God has done ;
Faith may grow ftrongwhen Senfe defpairsf
If Nature' fails the Promife bears.]
Psalm CXIV.
Miracles attending Ifrael's Journey.
i/yrrHEN Ifral, freed from Pharaoh's Hand^
^^ Left the proud Tyrant and his Land,
The Tribes with chearful Homage own
Their King, and yW^^ was his Throne.
t A-crofs the Deep their Journey lay ;
The Deep divides to make them Way :
Jordan beheld their March,, and fled
With backward Current to his Head.
3 The Mountains fhook like frighted Sheep^
Like Lambs the little Hillocks leap !
Not Sinai on her Bafe could ftand,
Confcious of fov'reign Pow'r at Hand.
^ What Pow'r could make the Deep divide ?
Make Jordan backward roll his Tide ?
Why
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Why did ye leap, yc little HilJs ?
And whence the Fright that Sinai feels ?
5 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.
6 He thunders, and all Nature mourns,.
The Rock to ftanding Pools he turns ;
Flints fpring with Fountains at his Word,
And Fires and Seas confefs the Lord.
Psalm CXV. Firft Metre.
The true GOD our Refuge ; or, Idolatry reprov'd.
1 "^ OT to ourfelves, who are but Duft,
-^^ Not to ourfelves is Glory due,
Eternal God, thou only Juft,
Thou only Gracious, Wife and True.
2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful Name ;
Why (hould a Heathens haughty Tongue
Infult us, and to raife our Shame,
Say, '' Where s the GOD you've fervid fo Jong t
3 The God we ferve maintains hi$ Throne
Above the Clouds, beyond the Skies,
Thro' all the Earth his Will is done,
He knows our Groans, he hears our Cries.
4 But the vain Idols they adore
Are fenfelefs Shapes of Stone and Wood :
At beft a mafs of glitt'ring Ore,
A filver Saint, or golden God.
5 [With Eyes and Ears, they carve their Head -y^
Deaf are their Ears, their Eyes are blind j
In vain arc coftly Offerings made,
And Vows are fcatter'd in the Wind,
6 Their
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Their Feet were never made to move,
Nor Hands to lave when Mortals pray y
Mortals that pay them Fear or Love,
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.]
0 Ifr^el, make the Lord thy Hope,
1 hy Help, thy Refuge, and thy Reft ;
The Lord fnall build thy Ruins up.
And blefs the People and the Prieft.
The Dead no more can fpeak thy Praif«,
Tiiey dwell in Silence in the Grave j
But we fliall live to (ing thy Grace,
And tell the World thy Pow'r to fave.
SAL M CXV. Second Metre. *As the New
Tune of the 50th Pfalm.
Popijh Idolatry reprov'd.
A Pfalm for the ^ih of November.
KIOT to our Nances, Thou only Juft and True,
Not to our worthlefs Names is Glory due :
Thy Pov^er asid Grace, thy Truth and Jul^ice da;m
Immortal Honours to thy fovVeign Name
Shine thro' the Earth from Heav'n, thy bleft Abode,
Nor let the Heathens fay : And ivhsre's your God ?
(Throne,
Heav'n is thine higher Court : There (lands thy
And thro^ the lower Worlds thy Will is done ;
OurGoD fram'd all thisEarth, thefeHeavens he fppead,
But Fools adore the Gods their Ha^nds have made -,
The kneeling Croud, with Looks devout, behold
Their Silver-Saviours, and their Saints of Gold.
[Vain are thofe artful Shapes of Eyes and Ears -,
The molten Image neither fees nor hears :
Their Hands are helplefs, nor their Feet can move,
They have no Speech, nor Thought, nor Power, nor
Ye; fottifhMortalimake their longComplaints (Love:
To their deaf Idols; and their moveleis Saints.
4 The
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4 The Rich have Statues well adorn'd with Go'd ;
The Poor content with Gods of coarfer Mould,
With Tools of Iron carve the fenfelefs Stock
Lopt from a Tree, or broken from a Rock ;
People and Prieft drive on the folemn Trade,
And trull the Gods that Saws and Hammers made '
5 Be Heaven and Earth amaz'd ! 'Tis hard to fay
Which is more ftupid, or their Gcds, or they.
O Ifrael, tiuft the Lord : Hs hears and fees,
He knows thy Sorrows and rei^ores thy Peace :
His Worfhip does a thoafand Comforts yield,
He is thy Help-, and he ihine heavV.ly Shield.
6 O Britain trult the Lord ; Thy Foes in vain
Attempt thy Ruin and oppofe his Re'gn;
Had they prevaiTd Dsrknefs had clos'd our Dnyg,
And Death and Silence hac foibid his Praife ;
But we a/e fav'd, and live-; Let Songs arife,
And Britain b!efs the God that built the Skies.
Psalm CXVL Flrji Part,
Recovery from Sicknefs.
I T Love the Lord : He heard my Cries,
-"- And pity'd every Groan,
Long as 1 live, when Troubles rife>
I'll haften to his Throne.
I I love the Lord : He bow'd his Ear,
And chas'd my Griefs away :
O let my Heart no more defpair,
When I have Breath to pray !
3 My FleOi decjin'd, my Spirits fell.
And I drew near the Dead,
While inward Pangs and Fears of Hell
Perplex'd my wakeiul Head.
'' My God, I cry'd, thy Servant fave,
*' Thou ever good and juft ;
" Thy Pow'r can refcue from the Grave,
« Thy Pow'r is all my Truft. ,5 The
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PSALM CXYL 2^9
The Lord beheld me fore diftreft.
He bid my Pains remove :
Return, my Soul, to God thy Reft,
For thou haft known his Love.
My God hath fav'd my Soul from Desth,
And dry'd my falling Tears :
Now to his Praife I'll fpend my Breath,
And my remaining Years.
■ P s A L M CXVL 12, &c. SecondFart.
Vows made in Trouble paid in the Cburch ; or, Publick
Thanks for pivaie Deliverance,
WHAT fliall I render to my God
For all his Kindnefs ihown ?
My Feet ftiali vifit thine Abode,
My Songs addrefs thy Throne.
Among the Saints that fill thine Houfe
My Offerings Ihall be paid ;
There (hall my Zeal perform the Vows
My Soul in Anguifti made.
How much is Mercy thy Delight,
Thou ever-bleffed God 1
How dear thy Servants in thy Sight ?
How precious is their Blood ?
How happy all thy Servants are !
How great thy Grace to me !
My Life which thou haft made thy Csre,
Lord, 1 devote to Thee.
Now I am thine, for ever thine.
Nor fliall my Purpofe move ;
Thy Hand has loos'd my Bonds of Fain,
And bound me with thy Love.
Here in thy Courts I leave my Vow,
And thy rich Grace record :
Wirnefs, ye Saints, who hear me now,
If I fcrfake the Lord. Psalm
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Psalm CXVIL Common Metre.
Praife to GOD frcm all Nations,
1 r\ All ye Nations, praife the Lord,.
^^ Each with a different Tongue ;.
In every Language learn his Word,
And* kt his Name be funs;.
2 His Mercy reigns thro' ev'ry Land :
Proclaim his Grace abroad ;
For ever firm his Truth fhall Hand;
Praife ye tlie faithful God.
Psalm CXVII. Long Metre,
1 pROM all that dwell below the Skies
-*■ Let the Creator's Praife arife :
Let the Redeemer's Name be fung
Thro' evVy Land, by ev'ry Tongue.
2 Eternal are thy Mercies, Lord ;
Eternal Truth attends thy Word ;
Thy Praife fliall found from Shore to ShorCj
Till Sun ihail rife and fet no more.
Psalm CXVIL Short Metre.
1 ^HY Name, Almighty Lord,
-■- Shall found thro' diftant Lands :
Great is thy Grace, and fure thy Word :
Thy Truth for ever ftands.
2 Far be thine Honour fpread.
And long thy Praife endure,
Till Morning Light and Evening Shade
Shall be exchang'd no more.
Psalm CXVIIL Fir/i Part, Ver. 6-- 15.
Deliverance from a Tumult-
I 'npHE Lord appears my Helper. now,
^ Nor is my Faith afraid
What all the Sons of Earth can do, .
Since Heaven affords its Aid. 2 'Tis
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. Pis fafer, Lord, to hope in Thee,
And have my God my Friend,
Phan truft in Men of high Degree,,
And on their Truth depend.
: jike Bees my Foes bgfet me round, «*^
A large and angry Swarm ;
jQt I (hall all their Rage confound
By thine Almighty Arm.
Tis thro' tlie Lord my Heart is ftrong.
In him myTips rejoice;
^hile his Salvation is my Song,
. How chearful is my Voice !
-like angry Bees they girt me round ;
' When God appears they fly :
So burning Thorns with crack'ling. Sound
Make a fierce Blaze, and die.
Joy to the Saints and Peace belongs ;
The Lord proteds their Days :
Let Ifrael tune immortal Songs
To his Almighty Grace.
;alm CXVIir. Second Part. Ver. .17— 21.
Publick Praife for Deliverance from Death »
,T ORD, thou haft heard thy Servant cry,
-^ And refcu'd from the Grave ;
Now fliall he live : (and none can die,
; If God refolve to fave.)
Thy Praife more conftant than before.
Shall fill his daily Breath ;
Thy Hand that hath chaftis'd him fore
Defends him ftill from Death.
Open tiie Gates of Zion now.
For we (hall worfnip there,
The Houfe where all the Righteous go
Thy Mercy to declare. 4 Among
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4 Among th' Afiemblies of thy Saints
Our thankful Voice we raife ;
There vvq have told Thee our Complaints,
And there we fpeak thy Praife.
Psalm CXVIII. Third Part. Ver. 22, 23.
Chrift the Foundation of the Church.
1 "DEhold the fure Foundation Stone
-^ Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'niy Hopes upon.
And his eternal Praife.
2 Chofen of God, to Sinners dear.
And Saints adore the Name,
They truft their whole Salvation here,
,■ Nor fhall they fuffer Shame.
3 The foolifh Builders, Scribe and Prieft,
Reje6t it with Difdain ;
Yet en this Rock the Church fliall 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 wondVous in our Eyes.
Psalm CXVIII. Fourth Part. Ver. 24, 25, 26.^
Hofannaj the Lord's- Day, or., CWi^Cs-Refurre^io^.,
and our Salvation.
1 'TpHIS is the Day the Lord hath made,
-*■ He calls the Hours his own ;
Let Heaven rejoice, let Earth be glad,
And Praife furround thy Throne.
2 To-day he rofe and left the Dead;
And Satan's Empire fell ;
To-day the Saints his Triumph fpread,
And alJ his Wonders tell. * 3 Hofanna
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Hojanna to th' anointed King,'
To David's holy Son :
Help us, O Lord j defcend and brin
Salvation from thy Throne.
^ BleH: be the Lord, who comes to Men
With Meffages of Grace ;
Who comes in God his Father's Name,
To fave our fmful Race.
5 Hofanna in the higheft Strains
The Church on Earth can raife ;
The higheft Heavens, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler Praife.
Psalm CXVIH. Ver. 22—27. Short Metre.
dn Hofanna /ir the Lara's- Day ; or, A new Song of
Salvation by Chrijl,
1 QEE wkat a living Stone
^ The Builders did refufe ;
Yet God hath built his Church thereon
In fpite of envious Jews.
2 The Scribe and angry Prieft
Reje(5t thine only Son ;
Yet on this Rock (hall Zion reft,
As the chief Corner-ftone.
3 The W^ork, O Lord, is Thin.,
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 fmg, and pray.
Let ali the Church be glad,
5 Hojanna to the King
r Of David's royal Blood 1 Blefs
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Blefs him, ye Saints, lie comes to bring
Salvation from your God.
6 We blefs thine holy Word
Which all this Grace difplays ;
And offer on thine Altar Lord,
Our Sacrifice of Praife.
Psalm CXVIII. ai—ay. Long Metre.
Jn Hofanna/i?r the Lord's- Day ; or, J new Song of
Salvation by Chrift.
O ! what a glorious Corner-ftone
The Jewijh Builders did refufe :
But God hath built his Church thereon,
In fpight of Envy, and the Jews,
2 Great God, tlie Worlc is all divine,
The Joy and Wonder of our Eyes ;
This is the Day that proves it thine,
The Day that faw our Saviour rife.
3 Sinners rejoice, ar 1 Saints be glad:
Hofannah^ let his Name be bleft ;
A thoufand Honours on his Head
With Peace and Light and Glory reft !
4 In God's own Name he comes, to bring
Salvation to our dying Race ;
Let the whole Church addrefs their King
With Hearts of Joy, and Songs of Praile.
Psalm CXIX.
[/ have colle5led and difpefed the moft ufeful Verfes
of this Pfalm under eighteen different Heads ^ and for ?n'
ed a 'DWmt ^ong upon each of them* But the Ver^\
fes are vmch tranjpofed^ to attain fome Degree fif Con-
neolion.
In fome Places^ among theTFords^hiw^ Comn^ands,
Judgments,Teflimonies, I have f//^^ofpel, Word.
Grace^
PSALM CXIX. 235
Jrace, Truth, Fromifes, ^c. as more agreeable to
le New Tejhment^ and the common Language of
"hrifiians^ and it equally anfwers the Deftgn of tha
'falmift, which was to recommend the holy Scripture,
Psalm CXIX. Firjl Part.
The Blejfednefs of Saints, and Mifery of Sinners .
Ver. I, 2, 3.
BLESr are the undefil'd in Heart,
Whofe Ways are right and clean ;
: Who never from thy Law depart,
! But fly from every Sin.
, B\tdi are the Men that keep thy Word,
^ And practife thy Commands ;
j With their whole Heart they feek the Lord.
' And ferve Thee with their Hands.
Ver. 165.
Great is their Peace who love thy Lav/ ; •
How firm their Souls abide !
Nor can a bold Temptation draw
! Their fteady Feet afide.
Ver. 6.
, Then fhall my Heart have inward JoVj
And keep my Face from Shame,
When all thy Statutes I obey,
I And honour all thy Name.
* Ver. 21, 118.
\ But haughty Sinners God will hate.
The Proud fhall die accurft ;
The Sons of Falfhood and Deceit
Are trodden to the Duft. "^^
Ver. 119, 155.
' Vile as the Drofs the Wicked are :
And thofe that leave thy Vv^ays
Shall fee Salvation from afar,
But never tafte thy Grace,
L P...r.^.
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Psalm CXIX. Second Part.
Secret Devotion and SplritualMhidedneJs ; or, ConRam
Converfe with GOD.
Ver. 147, 55.
1 'TpO tliee, before the dawning Light,
-*- IMy gracious God I pray ;
I meditate thy Name by Night,
And keep thy Law by Day.
Ver. 81.
2 My Spirit faints to fee thy Grace,
Thy Promife bears me up :
Arid while Salvation long delays.
Thy Word fuppoits my Hope.
Ver. 164.
Seven Times a Day I lift my Hand,
And pay ray Thanks to Thee,
Thy righteo\is Providence demands
Repeated Praife from me.
Ver. 62.
4 When Midnight-Darknefs veils the Skies,
I call thy Works to mind ;
I^'ly Thoughts in warm Devotion rife.
And fweet Acceptance find.
Psalm CXIX. Third Part.
■Trofijfion of Sincerity, Repentance, and Obedience,
Ver. 57, 60.
1 'T^HOU art my Portion, O my God ;
'*■ Soon as I know thy Way,
My Heart makes hafte t' obey thy Word,
And fufFers no Delay.
Ver. 30, 14.
2 I chufe the Path of heavenly Truth,
And glory in my Choice :
Not all the Riches of the Earth
Could make me fo rejoice. 3 The*
PSALM CXIX. 237
The Tefiimonies of thy Grace
1 fet before my Eyes ;
Thence I derive my daily Strength,
And there my Comfort hes.
Ver. 59.
If once I wander from thy Path,
I think upon my Ways,
Then turn my Feet to thy Commands,
And truit thy pard'ning Grace.
Ver. 94, 114.
Now I am thine, for ever thine,
O fave thy Servant, Lord,
Thou art my Shield, my Hiding-piace ;
My Hope is in thy Word.
Ver. 112,
Thou haft inclin'd this Heart of mine
Thy Statutes to fulfil :
And thus till mortal Life ihali en.d
Would I perform thy Will.
Psalm CXIX. Fourth Fart,
InJlruSiion from Scripture,
Ver. 9.
OW (ball the Young fecure their Hearts -
And guard their Lives from Sin ;
Thy Word the choiceft Rules imparts
To keep the Confcience clean.
Ver. 130.
When once it enters to the Mind,
It fpreads fuch Light abroad.
The meanefl: Souls Inftru6tion fmd.
And raife their Thoughts to God,
Ver. 105.
*Tis like the Sun, a heavenly Light,
That guides us all the Day ;
And thro' the Dangers of the Night,
A Lamp to lead our Way, L 2 Ver
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Ver. 99, loo.
4 The Men that keep thy Law with Care,
And meditate thy Word,
Grow wifer than their Teachers are
And better know the Lord.
Ver. 104, 113.
5 Thy Precepts make me truly wife ;
1 hate the Sinner's Road :
I hate my own vain Thoughts that rife,
But love thy Liw, my God.
Ver. 89, 90, 91.
6 [The flarry Heav'ns thy Rule obey.
The Earth maintains her Place ;
And thefe thy Servants Night and Day
Thy Skill and Power; exprefs.
-^ But ftill thy Law and Gofpel, Lord,
Have LefTons more divine :
Not Earth (lands firmer than thy Word,
Nor Stars fo nobly fhine.]
Ver. 160, 140, 9, 116.
0 Thy Word is everlafting Truth
How pure is ev'ry Page !
That holy Book (hall guide our Youth,
And well fupport our Age.
Psalm CXIX. Fifth Part,
Delight in Scripture ', or, the JFord of GOD awe
ling in us.
Ver. 97.
1 r^ How 1 iove thy holy Law !
^^ 'Tis daily my Delight ;
And thence my Meditations drav/
Divine Advice by Night.
Ver. 148.
z My waking Eyes prevent the Day
To meditate thy Word : jV
My Soul with Longing melts away
To bear thy Gofpel, Lord.
Ver. 3, t3.>54-.
How doth thy Word my Heart engage r
How well employ my Tongue,
And in my tirefome Pilgrimage
Yields me a heavenly Song.
Ver. 19, 103.
Am I a Stranger, or at Home,
'Tis my perpetual Feaft ;
Nor Honey dropping from the Comb
So much allures the Tafte.
Ver. 72, 127.
No Treafures fo enrich the Mind ;
Nor fhall thy Word be fold
For Loads of Silver well refin'd.
Nor Heaps of choicell Gold.
Ver. 28, 49, 175.
When Nature fmks, and Spirits droopj
Thy Promifes of Grace
Are Pillars to fupport my Hope,
And there 1 write thy Praife.
Psalm CXIX. Sixth Part.
HoUneJs and Comfort from the Word.
Ver. 128.
T ORD, I efteem thy Judgments right,
^ And all thy Statutes juft 3
Thence I maintain a conftant Fight
With ev'ry fiatt'ring Luft.
Ver. 97, 9.
Thy Precepts often 1 furvey :
i keep thy Law in Sight
Thro' all the Bufinefs of the Day,
To form my Adions right,
L 3 Ve;
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Ver. 62.
3 My Heart in Midnight Silence cries,
" How fweet thy Comforts be ;
My Thoughts in holy Wonder rife,
And bring their Thanks to Thee.
Ver. 162.
4. And when my Spirit drinks her Fill,
At fome good Word of thine,
Not Mighty A^en that (hare the Spoil
Have Joys compar'd to mine.
Psalm CXIX- Seventh Pari.
' ImperfeSiion of Nature ^ and Perfe^icn of Scripture,
Ver. 96 paraphras'd.
1 T ET all the Heathen Writers join
-*^ To form one perfe6t Book,
Great God, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their Writings look.
2 Not the moil perfect Rules they gave
Could ihew one Sin forgiv'n :
Nor lead a Step beyond the Grave,
But thine conduct to Heaven.
I've feen an End to what we call
Perfeaion here below ;
How (hort the Pow'rs of Nature fall.
And can no farther go.
^ Yet Men would fain be juil with God,
. By Works their Hands have wrought ;
But ihv Commands, exceeding broad .
iixtend to ev'ry Thought.
In vain we boad: Perfedion here,
V/hile Sin defiles our Frame ;
And fmks our Virtues down fo far-.
They fcarce deferve the Name.
6 Our Faith, and Love, and ev'ry Grace
Fall far below thy Word j ^'-^
But perfe6t Truth a ad Righteoufnefs
Dwell only with the Lord.
Psalm CXIX. Eighth Part,
The Word of GOD is the Saint's Portion ; or, T/ >^
Excelhicy and Variety of Scripture.
Ver. III. paraphras'd,
LORD, I have made thy Word my Cholee,
My lading Heritage ;
There (hall my nobleft Poviers rejoice.
My warmeft Thoughts engage,
V\\ read the Hiftories of thy Love,
And keep thy Laws in Sight,
While through the Promifes 1 rove,
With ever-freih Delight.
*Tis a broad Land of Wealth unknown.
Where Sprmgs of Life arife.
Seeds of immortal Biifs are fown.
And hidden Glory lies.
The beft Relief that Mourners have.
It makes our Sorrows bleft ;
Our faireft Hope beyond the Grave,
And our eternal Reft.
Psalm CXIX. Ninth Part.
\pefire of Knowledge ; or, The Teaching of the S.
with the Word.
Ver. 64, 68, iS.
i-TTHY Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord,
-*- How good thy Works appear !
Open rhy Eyes to read thy Word,
And fee thy Wonders there.
Ver. 73,125.
2 My Heart was fsfhion'd by thy Hand,
My Service is thy due,
J make thy Servant underftand
The Duties he mud do. L 4. Ver
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Ver. 19.
3 Since I'm a Stranger here below,
Let not thy Path be hid,
But mark the Road my Feet (liould go,
And be myconftantGuide.
Ver. 26.
4 When I confefs'd my wandring Ways,
Thou heard *rt my Soul complain ;
Grant me the Teachings of thy Grace,
Or I iliall flray again.
^'^^' 33' 34-
5 If God to me his Statutes (hew,
And heavenly Truth impart,
Hrs Work for ever I'll purfue,
His Law fhali rule my Heart.
Ver. 50, 7 1.
6 Tliis v;as my Comfort when 1 bore
Variety of Grief :
It made me learn thy Word the m©re.
And fiy to that Relief.
V^er. 51.
7 [In vain the Proud deride me now ;
V\\ ne'er forget thy Law,
Nor let that blefled Gofpel go
W^hence all my Hopes I draw.
Ver. 27, 171.
Wh.en I have learn'd my Father's Will,
rjl teach the World his Ways ;
My thankful Lips infpir'd with Zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his Praife.]
f s A L M CXIX. Tenth Part.
PUad'rng the Prom'ifeSr
Ver. 38, 49.
J T>Ehold thy waiting Servant, Lord,
^ Devoted to thy fear ; Remcmb:
P5^ZM CXIX. Mi
Pvemember and confirm thy Word,
For all my Hopes iare there.
Ver. 41, 58, 107.
Haft thou not writ Salvation down,
And promised quick'ning Grace ?
Doth not my Heart addrefs thy Throne ?
And yet thy Love delays.
Ver. 123. "42.
Mine Eyes for thy Salvation fail ;
O bear thy Servant up ;
Nor let the fcoffing Lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my Hope.
Ver. 49, 74.
Didft thou not raife my Faith, O Lord ?
Then let thy Truth appear :
Saints ihali rejoice in my Reward,
And truft as well as fear.
Psalm CXIX. Eleventh Pari-.
Breathing after Hollnefs,
Ver. 5, 33.
1^ That the Lord would guide my Ways
^^ To keep his Statutes fliil !
O that my God would grant me Grace
• To know and do his Will ]
Ver. 29.
O fend thy Spirit down to write
Thy Law upon my Heart,
Nor let my Tongue indulge Deceit;
Nor adt the Liar's Fart.
Ver. 37, 36.
From Vanity turn off my Eyes i
Let no corrupt Defign,
Nor covetous Defires arife
Within this Soul of mifce,
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Ver, 133.
4 Order myFootfteps by thy Word,
And make my Heart fincere ;
Let Sin have no Dominion, Lord,
But keep my Confcience clear.
Ver. 176.
5 My Soul hath gone too far aftray.
My Feet too often flip ;
Yet lince I've not forgot thy Way
Reflore thy wan'dring Sheep.
Ver. 35.
D Make me to walk in thy Commands,
'Lis a delightful Road 5
Nor let my Head, or Heart, or Hands,
Offend againft my Gop.
P s A L M CXIX. Twelfth Pari.
Breathing after Comfort and Deliverance*
Ver. 153.
MY God, confider my Diftrefs,
Let Mercy plead my Caufe :
'iliough 1 have fmn*d againft thy Grace,
i can't forget thy Laws.
Ver. 39, 116.
2 Forbid, forbid the fharp Reproach,
Which I fo juftly fear;
Uphold my Life, uphold my Ropes,
Nor let my Shame appear,
Ver. 122, 135.
3 Be thou a Surety, Lord, for me.
Nor let the Proud opprefs ;
But make thy visiting Servant fee
• The Shinings of thy Face.
Ver. 82. - .
My Eyes with Exf edtation fail.
My Heart witliin me cries, '* JVhe^:^
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* "• TfTyen will the Lord his Truth fulfil^
** And make my Comforts rife ?
Ver. 132.
; Look d'own upon my Sorrows, Lord,
And fhew thy Grace the fame
As thou art ever won't t' afford
To thofe that love thy Name.
Psalm CXIX.- Thirteenth Part.
Holy Fear^ and Tendernefs of Cohfcience .
Ver. 10.
[ WTlTH my wholeHeart Fve fought thyFacC;
^^ O let me never ftray,
From thy Commands, O God of Grace,
Nor tread the Sinners Way.
Ver. ir.
I Thy Word I've hid within my Heart,
To keep my Confcience clean.
And be an everlafting Guard
From ev'ry rifing Sin.
Ver. 63, .53, 158.
3 I'm a Companion of the Saints, .
Who fear and Jove the Lord ;
My Sorrows rife, my Nature faints.
When Men tranfgrefs thy Word.
Ver. 16 r, 163.
4. While Sinners do thy Gofpel wrong, .
My Spirit ftands in Awe ;
My Soul abhors a lying Tongue,
But loves thy righteous Law.
Ver. 167, 120.
5 My Heart with facred Rev'rence hears
The Threat'nings of thy Word ;
I My Fleih with holy Trembling fears
The Judgments of the Lord, Ver
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Ver. 1 66, 174.
6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait
For thy Salvation ftill ;
While thy whole Law is my Delight,
And I obey thy Will.
Psalm CXIX. Fourteenth Part.
Benefit of J fixSlions^ and Support under ihem.
Ver. 153, 81, 82.
I OOnfic^er all my Sorrows, Lord,
^^ And thy DelivVance fend ;
My Soul for thy Salvation faints.
When will my Troubles end !
Ver. 71. _
Yet I have found 'tis good for me
To bear my Father's Rod ;
AfBic^ions make me learn the Law,
And live upon my God,
Ver. 50.
'; This is the Comfort I enjoy
When new Diftrefs begins :
] read thy Word, I run thy Way,
And hate my former Sins.
Ver. 92.
c Had not thy Vv^ord been my Delight
When earthly Joys were fled.
My Soul, oppreft with Sorrows Weight,
Had funk amone^ft the Dead.
Ver. 75.
t Iknp^v thy Judgments, Lord, are right,
Tho' they may feem fevere ;
The fbarpeft SuiTtrings 1 endure,
Flov; trom iliy faithful Care.
Ver. 67.
6 Before T knew thy chafteningRod,
My Feet were apt to flray i But;
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But no\'v-I learn to keep thy Word,
Nor wander from thy Way.
Psalm CXIX. Fiftemth Part.
Holy RefoluUons.
Ver. 93.
1 r% That thy Statutes ev'ry Hour
^ Might dwell upon my Mmd !
Thence I derive a quick'ning PowV
And daily Peace I find.
Ver. 15, 16.
2 To meditate thy Precepts, Lord,
Shall be my fvveet Employ ;
My Soul ihill ne'er forget thy Word,
Thy Word is all my Joy.
Ver. 32.
3 How would I run in thy Commands,
If thou my Heart difcharge
From Sin and Satan's hateful Chains,
And fet my Feet at large ?
Ver. 13, 46,
4 My Lips with Courage fhall declare
Thy Statutes and thy Name ;
I'll fpeak thy Word tho' Kings lliould hear.
Nor yield to finful Shame.
Ver. 6 1, 69, 70,
5 Let Bands of Perfecutors rife
To rob me of my Right,
Let Pride and Malice forge their Lyes^
Thy Law is my Delight.
Ver. 1 15.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked Race,
Whofe Hands and Hearts are ill :
J love my God, I love his Ways,
And mull obey his Will,
'?^ ■ Psalm
hs psalm cxix.
P -s A L M CXIX. Sixteenth Part.
Prayer for quickening Grace*
Ver. 25, 57.
1 TV/fY Soul lies cleaving to the Dufl 5
■* Lord, give me Life divine ;
From vain Defines 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 fliould loiter in my Race,
Or turn my Feet aftray.
Ver. 107.
3 When fore Afflidlions prefs me down,
I need thy quick'ning Pow'rs ;
Thy Word that I have refted on
Shall help my heavieft Hours.
Ver. 156, 40.
4 Are not thy Mercies fov'reign ftill
An.d thou a faithful God ?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer Zeal
To run the heav'nly Road ?
Ver. 159, 40.
5 Does not my Heart thy Precepts love.
And long to fee thy Face ?
And yet how flow my Spirits move
Without enlivening Grace !
Ver. 93.
6 Then ihall I love thy Gofpel more.
And ne'er forget thy Word,
When I have felt it's quick'ning PawV
To draw me near the Lord*
Psalm
PSALM CXIX. 24^
Psalm CXIX. Seventeenth Part,
Courage and Perfeverance under Perfecution .; or, Grace
fiiining in Difficulties and Trials.
Ver. t43, 28.
1 VyHEN Pain and Anguifh feize me, Lord,
^^ All my Support is'from thy Word :
My Soul diffolves for Heavinefs ;
Uphold me with thy firength'ning Grace.
Ver. 51, 69, no.
2 The Proud have fram'd their Scoffs and Lyes,
They watch my Feet with envious Eyes,
And tempt my Soul to Snares and Sin ;
Yet thy Commands, I ne'er dechne.
Ver. 161, 78.
3 They hate me, Lord, without a Caufe,
They hate to fee me love thy Laws ;
.But i will truft and fear thy Name,
Till Pride and Malice die with Shame.
Psalm CXiX. Laji Part.
SanSliffd AffiiSiiom ; or, Delight in the JVcrdofGod,
Ver. 67, 59.
I pATHER, I blefs thy gentle Hand 3
*^ How kind was thy chaftifing Rod,
That forc'd my Confcience to a Stand,
And brought my wan'dring Soul to God \
Foolifh and vain I went aftray
EVe I had felt thy Scourges, Lord,
I left my Guide, and loft my Way ;
But now I love and keep thy Word,
Ver. 71.
'Tis good for me to wear the Yoke,
For Pride is apt to rife and fwell ;
'Tis good to bear my Father's StrokCj
Thsst I might learn his Statutes well,
Veil
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Ver. 72.
4 The Law that iffues from thy Mouth
Shall raife my chear ul PafTions more
Than all the Treafures of the Scuthy
Or Weflern Hills ot golden Ore.
Ver. 73.
5 Thy Hands have made my mortal Frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my Soul within ;
Teach me to know thy wondrous Name,
And guard me fafe from Death and Sin.
Ver. 74.
6 Then all that love and fear the Lord
At my Salvation fhall rejoice ;
For I have hoped in thy Word,
And made thy Grace my only Choice.
Psalm CXX.
Ccmtlaint of quarrelfome Neighbours j or, J devcut
WiJhfQv Peace.
1 ^HOU God of Love, thou Ever-bleft,
-"- Pity my fuffering State -,
When wilt thou fet my Soul at Refl,
From Lips that love Deceit ?
2 Hard Lot of mine ! My Days are caft
Among the Sons of Strife,
Whofe never ceafing Brawlings wafle
My golden Hours of Life.
3 O might I fly to change my Place,
How would 1 chufe to dwell
In fome wide lonefome Wiidernefs,
And leave thefe Gates of Hell !
4 Peace is the Blelllng that I feek,
How lovely are its Charms I
I am for Peace ; but when I fpeak,
They all declare for Arms, 5 New
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New Paffions ftill their Souls engage,
And keep their Malice ftrong :
What fliall be done to curb thy Rage,
O thou devouring Tongue !
Should burning Arrows fmite thee thro',
Stri<5t Juftice would approve 5
But I had rather fpare my Foe,
And melt his Heart with Love.
Psalm CXXF. Long Metre.
Divine ProteSiion.
T tP to the Hills I lift mine Eyes,
^ Th' eternal Hills beyond the Skies ;
Thence all her Help my Soul derives ;
There my Almighty Refuge lives.
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.
He guides our Feet, he guards our Way ;
His Morning Smiles blefs all the Day :
He fpreads the Ev'ning Veil, and keeps
llie filent Hours while Ifrael fleeps,
Ijrad^ a Name divinely blefl,
May rife fecure, fecurely refi: -,
Thy holy Guardian's wakeful Eyes
xAdmit no Slumber, nor Surprize.
No Sun (hall fmite thy Head by Davj
Nor the pale Moon with fickly Ray
Shall blaft thy Couch ; no baleful Star
: Dart his malignant Fire fo far.
Should Earth and Hell with Malice burn,
Stiil thou fnalt go, and ftill return j
Safe
252 P is^ L M CXXI.
Safe In the Lord ! his heav'nly Care
Defends thy Life from ev'ry Snare.
7 On thee foul Spirits have no Pow'r ;
And in thy laft departing Hour
Angels that trace the airy Road,
ShaJl bear thee homeward to thv God.
Psalm CXXI. Common Metre.
Prefervation by Day and Night.
1 'T^O Heav'n I lift my waiting Eyes,
* There all my Hopes are laid :
The Lord that built the Earth and Skies
Is my perpetual Aid.
2 Their Feet (hall never Hide to fall.
Whom he defigns to keep ;
His Ear attends the fofteft Call ;
His Eyes can never fleep.
3 He will fuftain cur weakeft PowVs
With his Almighty Arm,
And watch our moft unguarded Heurs
Againit furprizing Harm.
4 I/raei rejoice, and reft fecure,
Thy Keeper is the Lord ;
His wakeful Eyes employ his Power
For thine eternal Guard.
5 Nor fcorching Sun, nor fickly Moon
Shall have its Leave to fmite :
H€ (hields thy Head from burning Noon,
From blafting Damps at Night.
b He guards thy Soul, he keeps thy Breath,
Where thickeft Dangers cojne ;
Go and return, fecure from Death,
Till God commands thee home.
PsA
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PSALM CXXI. 253
Psalm CXXI. As the 148th Pfalm.
God our Preferver*
T jPvvard I lift mine Eyes,
^ From God is all my Aid 5
The God that built tke Skies,
And Earth and Nature made ;
God is the Tov-/'r
To which 1 fly ;
His Grace is nigh
In ev'ry Hour.
My Feet ihall never flide,
And fall in fatal Snares,
Since God my Guard and Guide,
X)efends me from my Fears.
Thofe wakeful Eyes
That never fleep,
Shall Jfrad keep
When Dangers rife.
No burning Heats by Day,
Nor Blafls of Ev'ning Air,
Shall take my Health away.
If God be with me there :
Thou art my Sun,
And thou my Shade,
To guard my Head
By Night or Noon.
, Hall thou not giv'n thy Word
To fave my Soul from Death ?
And I can truft my Lord
To keep my mortal Breath ^
V\\ go and come.
Nor fear to die,
. Tiil from on high
• Thou call me Home. Fsalm
^54 P S ^ L M CXXII.
Psalm CXXII. Common Metre.
Goin^ to Chunk,
1 T-JOW did my Heart rejoice to hear
-^ -*■ My Friends devoutly fay,
'' In Ziori let us all appear^
'' And keep the fclemn Day :
2 I love her Gates, I love the Road ;
The Church adorn'd with Grace
Stands hke a Palace built for God
To fhew his milder Face,
3 Up to her Courts with Joys unknown
The holy Tribes repair ;
The Son oi' David holds his Throne
And fits in Judgment there.
4 He hears our Prai fes and Coiiiplaints !
And while his awful Voice
Divides the Sinners from the Saints,
We tremble and rejoice.
5 Peace be within this facred Place, '
And Joy a conflant Gueft !
With holy Gifts and heav'nly Grace
Be her Attendants blefl !
6 My Soul fliall pray for Zicn fiill,
While Life or Breath remains ;
There my beft Friends, my Kindred dwell,
There God my Saviour reigns.
Psalm CXXII. Proper Tune,
Going to Church.
I UOW pleas'd and bleft was I,
•■^ To hear the People cry,
Come^ let is J- ek cur GOD to Day ;
Yes with a chearful Zeal
We ha-ae to Z/Ws HilK
And there our Vows and Honours pay*
PSALM CXXIII. 255
Zion^ thrice happy Place,
Adorn'd with wond'rous Grace,
\nd Walls of Strength embrace thee round ;
In Thee our Tribes appear
To pray, and praife, and hear
The facred Gofpel's joyful Sound.
There David's greater Son
Has fix'd his Royal Throne,
^e fits for Grace and Judgment there ;
He bids the Saints be glad.
He makes the Sinner fad,
\nd humble Souls rejoice with Fear.
May Peace attend thy Gate,
And Joy within thee v>^ait
To blefs the Soul of ev'ry Guefi: ;
The Man that feeks thy Peace,
And wi(hes thine Increafe,
A thoufand BlelTlngs on him reft !
My Tongue repeats her Vows,
'' Peace to this facred Houfe /
For there my Friends and Kindred dwell ;
And fince my glorious God
Makes tnee his beft Abode,
My Soul fhall ever love thee well^-
Repeat the ^th Stanza to compleaiM?^ Tune,
Psalm CXXIII.
Pleading zuiih Submijfton.
r\ Thou whofe Grace and Juftice reign
^^ Enthron'd above the Skies,
To thee our Hearts would tell their Pain3
To thee we lift our Eyes.
As Servants watch their Mafter's Handj
And fear the ang'ry Stroke !
Or Maids before their Miftrefs ftand.
And vvait a peaceful Look ; 3 So
256 PSALM CXXIV.
3 So for ptir Sins we juftly feel
Tliy Difcjpline, O God ; ^j
Yet wait the gracious Moment ftill, 1
Till thou remove the Rod.
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 infult us, but our Hope
In thy Compaflion lies ;
This Thought fhall bear our Spirits up,
That God will not defpife.
Psalm CXXIV.
A'Song for the Fifth of l>^ovtrc\htv.
1 "LJAD not the Lord, may Ifrael faj^
*^ Had not the L^rd maintaii\'d ott Side,
When Men, to malce our LWs a Prey,
P.ofe like the fwelling ,pf the Tide ;
2 The fwelling Tide liad ftopt our Breath,
So dercely dk)>fiie Waters roll.
We ha~d been fwallow'd deep in Death ;
ProudJiVaters had o'erwhelm'd our Soul.
j We leap for Joy, we fhout and fing.
Who juft ^fcap'd the fatal Stroke ;
So fli^'-the Bird with chearful Wing, i
V^ien once the Fowler's Snare is broke. |
ajrror ever bleffed be the Lord,
Who broke the Fowler's curfed Snare,
Who fav'd us from the murd'ring Sword,
And made our Lives and Souts his Care.
5 Our Help is in Jehovah's Name,
Who form'd the Earth, and bulk the Skies ;
He
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He that upholds that wond'rous Frame.
Guards his own Church with watchful Eyes,
Psalm CXXV. Common Metre.
Iha Saints Trial and Safety.
[ T jNfhaken as the facred Hill,
^ And firm as Mountains he,
Firm as a Rock the Soul fhall reft
That leans, O Lord, on Thee.
Not Walls nor Hills could guard fo well
Old Salenis happy Ground,
As thofe eternal Arms of Love
That ev'ry Saint furround.
While Tyrants are a fmarting Scourge
To drive them near to God,
Divine Compallion does allay
The Fury of the Rod.
Deal gently. Lord, with Souls fincere, '
And lead them fafely on
To the bright Gates of Paradife,
Where Chrift their Lord is gone.
5 But if we trace thofe crooked Ways
That the old Serpent drew.
The Wrath that drove him firft to Hell
Shall fmite his Followers too.
Psalm €XXV. Short Metre.
The Saints Trial and Safety j or, moderated JffiMions^
I TJ^IRM and unmov'd are they
^ That reft their Souls on God ;
Firm as the Mount where David dwelt,--
Or where the Ark abode.
I As Mountains flood to guard
, .. The City's facted Ground, {jo
258 PSALM CXXVI.
So God and his Almighty Love
Embrace his Saints around.
5 What tho* the Father's Rod
Drop a chaftifing Stroke,
Yet left it wound their Souls too deep.
Its Fury (hall be broke.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe
Whofe Faith and pious Fear,
Whofe Hope, and Love, and every Grac^
Proclaim their Hearts fmcere.
5 Nor (liall the Tyrant's Rage
Too long opprefs the Saints ;
The God of IJrael will fupport
His Children, left they faint.
6 But if our ftavifh Fear
Will chufe the Road to Hell,
We muft expert our Portion there
Where bolder Sinners dwell.
Psalm CXXVL Long Metre.
Surprizing Deliverance.
1 VfTHEN God reftor'd our captive State,
^^ Joy was our Song, & Grace our Theme;
The Grace beyond our Hopes fo great,
That Joy appeared a painted Dream.
2 The Scoffer owns thy Hand, and pays
Unwilling Honours to thy Name ;
While we with Pleafure Ihout thy Praife,
Which chearful Notes thy Love proclaim.
3 When we review our difmal Fears,
'Twas hard to think they'll vanifh fo 5
With God we left our flowing Tears,
He makes our Joys like Rivers flow.
4 The
■ P S ^LMCXXVL 259
The Man that in his furrow'd Field,
His fcatter'd Seed with Sadnefs leaves? •
Will (hout to fee the Harveft yield
A welcome Load of joyful Sheaves.
Psalm CXXVI. Common Metre.
be Joy of a remarkable Converfion | or. Melancholy
removed.
TX 7HEN God reveai'd his gracious Name,
^ ^ And chang'd -my mournful State,
My Rapture feem'd a pleafmg Dream,
The Grace appear'd fo great.
The World beheld the glorious Change,
And did thy Hand confefs ;
My Tongue broSce out in unknown Strains,
And fung furprizlng Grace.
" Great h the Work^ my Neighbours cry'd^
And ownM the Pow'r divine ;
" Great is the IVork^ my Heart reply'd,
" And he the Glory thine.
j The Lord can clear the darked Skies,
I Can give -us Day for Night;
I Make Drops of facred Sorrovv^ rife
To Pvivers of Delight.
Let thofe that fow in Sadnefs wait
Till the fair Harvell come,
They (liall confefs their Sheaves are greaij
And ihout the Bleffings home.
Tho' Seed lie buried loner in Duft^
: it ihan't deceive their Hope !
The precious Grain can ne'er be loll.
For Grace infures the Crop.
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2 6o P S A L iVf CXXVII.'
Psalm CXXVII. Long Metre.
TheBkJJings of GOD on theBufmefs andComfort of Life
1 tF God fucceed not, all the Coft
-■• And Pains to build the Houfe are lofl:,
IF God the City will not keep,
The watchful Guards as well may ileep.
2 What if you rife before the Sun,
And work, and toil when Day is done,
Careful and fparing eat your Bread,
To (hun that Poverty you dread.
3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath bleft ;
He can make rich, yet give us Reft :
Children and Friends are Blefiings too.
If God our Sovereign make them {6.
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 I
Psalm CXXVII. Common Metre.
GOD all in all.
1 tF God to build the Houfe deny,
-*• The Builders work in vain ;
And Towns v^ithout his wakeful Eye
An ufelefs Watch maintain.
2 Before the Morning Beams arife.
Your painful Work renew,
And till the Stars afcend the Skies
Your tirefome Toil purfue.
3 Short be your Sleep, and coarfe your Fare 5
In vain, till God has bleft;
But if his Smiles attend your Care,
You fhall have Food and Reft.
4 No;
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I Nor Children, Relatives, nor Friends,
Shall real Bleflings prove,
Nor all the earthly Joys he fends.
If fent without his Love.
Psalm CXXVIII.
Family Blejftngs,
I r\ Happy Man, whofe Soul is fillM
^^ With Zeal and reverend Awe !
i( His Lips to God their Honours yieldj>
p His Life adorns the Law.
?, A careful Providence fhall ftand
And ever guard thy Head,
Shall on the Labours of thy Hand
Its kindly Bleflings (hed.
; Thy Wife fhall be a fruitful Vine ;
Thy Children round thy Board,
Each like a Plant of Honour fhine.
And learn to fear the Lord.
i The Lord (hall thy heft Hopes fulfil
For Months and Years to come ;
The Lord who dwells on Z/Ws Hill
Shall fend thee Bleflings home.
; This is the Man whofe happy Eyes
Shall fee his Houfe increafe,
Shall fee the finking Church arife.
Then leave the World in Peace,
PsalmCXXIX.
Perfecutors ■puniJVd.
T JP from my Youth, may IfraeH^ijj
^ Have I been nurs'd in Tears ;
My Griefs were conftant as the Day,
And tedious as the Years.
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2 62 PSALM CXXIX.
2 Up from my Youth I bore the Rage,
Of all the Sons of Strife ;
Oft they afTail'd my riper Age,
But not deftroy'd my Life.
3 Their cruel Plow had torn my Flefli
With Furrows long and deep,
Hourly they vex'd my Wounds afrefli,
Nor let my Sorrows fleep.
4 The Lord grew angry on his Throne,
And with impartial Eye,
Meafur'd the Mifchiefs they had done,
Then let his Arrows fly.
5 How was their Infolence furpriz'd
To hear his Thunders roll !
And all the Foes ot Zion feiz'd
With Horror to the Soul.
6 Thus fliall the Men that hate the Saints
Be blafted from the Sky ;
Their Glory fades, their Courage faints,
And all their Projeds die.
7 [What tho' they fiourifli tall and fair.
They have no Root beneath ;
Their Growth fhall periQi in Defpair,
And lie defpis'd in Death.]
6 [So Corn that on the Houfe-top {lands.
No Hope of Harveft gives ;
The Reaper ne'er (hall fill his Hands,'
Nor Binder fold the Sheaves.
9 It fprings and withers on the Place i
No Traveller beftows
A Word of B.'cffing on the'^raf?.
Nor mind.: it as 1
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PSALM CXXX. ^253
Psalm CXXX. Common Metre.
Pardoning Grace.
UT of the Deeps of long Diilrefs,
The Borders of Defpair,
I fent my Cries to feek thy Grace, .
My Groans to move thine E^f .
Great God, (hould thy feverer Eye, -
And thine impartial Hand,
Mark and revenge Iniquity,
No mortal FleQi could iland.
But there are Pardons with m.y God
For Crimes of high Degree \
Thy Son has bought them with his Blood
To draw us near to Thee.
[I wait for thy Salvation, Lord,
With ftFong Defires I wait ;
My Soul invited by thy Word
Stands watching at thy Gate.]
[Juft as the Guards that keep the Night
Long for the Morning Skies,
Watch the firfl Beams of breaking Light,
And meet them with their Eyes :
So waits my Soul to fee thy Grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the firft Openings of thy Face,
And finds a brighter Day.]
Then in the Lord let Jfraei trufl.
Let Ifrael feek his Face ;
The Lord is good as well as juft.
And plenteous is his Grace.
There's full Redemption at his Throne
For Sinners long enflav'd ;
The great F^edeemer is his Son :
And .y?i7^/ fhali be fav'd. M3 P>ii^,LM
2^ PSALM CXXX, CXXXI.
Psalm CXXX. Long Metre.
Pardoning Grace.
1 JpROM deep Diftrefs and troubl'd Thoughts,
^ To Thee, my God, I rais'd my Cries :
If thou feverely mark our Faults,
No Fle{h can ftand before thine Eyes.
2 But thou haft built thy Throne of Grace
Free to difpenfe thy Pardons there.
That Sinners may approach thy Face,
And hope, and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted Pilgrims wait,
And long and wifti for breaking Day,
So waits my Scul before thy Gate ;
When will my God his Face difplay ?
4 My Truft is hx'd upon thy Word,
Nor fhall I truft thy Word in vain :
Let mourning Souls addrefs the Lord,
And find Relief from all their Pain.
5 Great is his Love, and large his Grace,
Thro' the Redemption of his Son :
He turns our Feet from finful Vv^ays,
And pardons what our Hands have done.
Psalm CXXXL
HuTTiility and Suhmijfwn.
1 jS there Ambition in my Heart ?
-■' Search, gracious God, and fee ;
Or do I a<5t a haughty Part ?
Lord, I appeal to Thee.
2 I charge my Thoughts, be humble ftill.
And all my Carritge mild.
Content, my Father, with thy Will,
And quiet as a Child.
3 The patient Soul, the lowly Mind
Shall have a large Reward : Let
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, Let Saints in Sorrow lie refign'd,
And truft a faithful Lord.
SALM CXXXII. 5, 13—18 Long Met
f/ the Settlement of a Church ', or, 7 he Ordinatioi
a Mmijler.
'fl/'HERE fhall we go to feekand find
^^ An Habitation for our God, ng
A Dwelling for th' eternal Mind
Ainongfi the Sons of Flefli and Blood ?
The God of Jacob chofe the Hiii
Of Tj'ion for his ancient Reft ;
And Z'lon is his Dwelling ftill,
Kis Church is with his Prefence bleft.
Here I will fix my gracious Throne,
And reign for ever, faith the Lord ;
Here fliall my Power and Love be known
And Bleffings fhall attend my Word.
Here will I meet the hungry Poor,
And fill their Souls with living Bread ;
Sinners that wait before my Door
With fv^^eet Provifions fnall be fed.
Girded with Truth, and cloath'd with Grace^
My Prices, my Minifters fhall fhine ;
\ Not Aaron in his coftly Drefs
Made an Appearance fo divine.
> The Saints unable to contain
I Their inward Joys, Ihali thout and i\Vi%^
The Son ot David here fnall reign,
And Zion triumph in her King.
1 [J^fa^ ^^^^^1 fee a numerous Seed
Born here t' uphold his glorious Name ;
His Crov\n iha!l flouriQi on his Head
While all his Foes are cloath'd with Shame.
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2^4 PSALM CXXXIL
AIM CXXXil. 4, 5, 7, 8, 15--17 Com.Met,
A Church ejiablijh'd.
•'^0 Sleep nor Slumber to his Eyes
^ ]~ Good David would afford,
JTil! he had found below the Skies
A Dwelling for the Lord.
The Lord in Zion plac'd his Name^
^ His Ark was fettled there :
To Zlon the whole Nation came.
To worfnip thrice a Year.
But we have no fuch Lengths ta go,
3 Nor wander far abroad ;
Where- e'er thy Saints afiemble now J
There is a Houfe for God.]
Pause.
4 Arife, O King of Grace, arife,
And enter to thy Reft^
Lo ! thy Church waits with longing Eyes
Thus to be own'd and bleft.
5 Enter with all thy glorious Train,
Thy Spirit and tliy Word ;
AD that the Ark did once contain •
Could no fuch Grace afford.
FTere, miglity God, accept our Vows,
Here let thy Praife be fpread ;
, T^lefs the Provifions of thy Houfe,
And fill thy Poor with Bread.
Here let the Son of David reign.
Let God's Anointed Ihine ;
- Jullice and Truth his Court maintain;,
Witli Love and Pow'r divine.
8 Here let him hold a lafting Throne,
And as his Kingdom grows,
Frefli Honours fnail adorn liis Crown,
And Shame confound his Foes. Psalm
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Psalm CXXXIil. Common Metre.
Brotherly Love*
T O5 what aa entertaining Sight
-*-' Are Brethren that agree,
Brethren whofe chearful Hearts unite
In Bands of Piety !
When Streams of Love from Chrift the Spring
Defcend to ev'ry Soul,
And heav'n]y Peace with balmy Wing
Shades and bedews the Whole.
'Tis hke the Oil divinely fweet
On AaroJis rev'rend Head,
The trickling Drops perfum'd his Feet,
And o'er his Garments fpread,
'Tis pleafant as the Morning Dews
That fall on ^hr{% Hill,
Where God his mildeft Glory diews.
And makes his Grace diftil.
Psalm CXXXIIL Short Metre.
Cofnmumon of Saints : or. Love andWorplpin aFamU^,
1 T>LEST are the Sons of Peace,
^ Whofe Hearts and Hopes are one,
Whofe kind Defigns to ferve and pleafe
Through all their Adtions run. ^
2 Bleft is the pious Houfe
Where Zeal and Friendfliip meet,
Their Songs of Praife, their mingled Vows
Make their Communion fweet.
3 Thus when on Aaron's Head
They pour'd the rich Perfume,
The Oil thro' all his Raiment fpread, .
And Pkafure fill'd the Room.
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2 68 P S^LMCXXXlllCX.XXlY,
4 Thus on the heavenly Hills
The Saints are bleft above,
Where Joy like Morning Dew diftils.
And all the Air is Love.
Psalm CXXXIII. As the i22^PfaIm»
The Bleffings of Fricndjlnp.
1 T-JOW pleafant 'tis to fee
•*--^ Kindred and Friends agree.
Each in their proper Station move,
And each fulfil their Part
With fynipathizing Heart,
\^ ail the Cares of Life and Love !
2 *Tis like the Ointment fhed
On Jarons facred Head,
Divinely rich, divinely fweet ;''.^>^,
The Oil thro' all the Room
Diffus'd a choice Perfume,
Ran thro' his Robes, and bleft his Feet,
3 Like fruitful Show'rs of Rain
That water all the Plain,
Defcending from the neighbouring Hills ;
Such Streams of Pleafure roll
Thro' every friendly Soul,
Where Love like heavenly Dew diftils.
Repeat the firji Stanza to compkat the Tune.
Psalm CXXXIV.
Daily and Nightly Devotion. •,
1 \^E that obey th' Immortal King, ^
^ Attend his holy Place ; \
Bow to the Glories of his Power, J
And blefs his wondrous Grace. (
2 Lift up your Hands by Morning-light,
And fend your Souls on high ;
Raii'e your admiring Thoughts by- Night
Above the ftarry Sky. 3 T!;e
! PSALM CXXXV. 2^9
The God of Zio7i chears our Hearts
With Rays of quickning Grace ;
The God that fpreads the Heavens abroad.
And rules the fwelling Seas.
s AL M CXXXV. 1-4, 14,19-21. FlrJiPari-.
Long Metre.
The Church is GOD's Houfe and Care.
pRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his Name,
^ While in his holy Courts ye wait.
Ye Saints that to his Houfe belong.
Or ftand attending at his Gate.
t Praife ye the Lord ; the Lerd is good ,
To praife his Name is fweet Employ :
Ifrael he chofe of old, and Hill
His Church is his peculiar Joy.
3 The Lord himfelf will judge his Saints ;
He treats his Servants as his Friends ;
And when he hears their fore ComplaintSj
Repents the Sorrows that he fends,
4 Thro' every Age the Lord declares
His Name, and breaks th' OppreiTor's Rod 5
He gives his fuffering Servants Reft, .
And will be known TV Almighty GOD,
5 Blefs ye the Lord, who tafte his Love,
People and Priefts exalt his Name :
Amongft his Saints he ever dwells ;
His Church is his Jerufakm.
Psalm CXXXV. Ver. 5—12. Second ParU
The Works of Creation^ Providence^ Redemption r
Ifrael, and Dejtru^ion of Enemies,
I /^REAT is the Lord, exalted high
^-^ Above all Powers, and every Throne ;
Whate'e i
£70 PSALM CXXXV.
Whate'er he pleafe in Earth and Sea,
Or Heaven, or HelJ, his Hand hath done.
2 At his Command the Vapours rife,
The Lightnings fiafh, the Thunders roar ;
He pours tlie Rain, he brings the Wind
And Tempert from his airy Store.
3 'Twas he thofe dreadful Tokens fent,
O Egypt, thro' thy Oubborn Land ;
When aJl thy firfl-born, Beafts and Men,
Fell dead by his avenging Hand.
4 What mighty Nations, mighty Kings
He flew, and their vvliole Country gave ,
To Lraely whom his Hand redeem'd.
No more to be proud Pharaoh's Slave.
. His Power the fame, the fame his Grace,
That fsvcs us from the Hofts of Hell ;
And Heaven he gives us to poiTefs,
Whence thofe Apoftate Angels fell.
Psalm CXXXV. Common Metre.
Fraije due to GOD^ net to Idols.
• A WAKE, ye Saints : To praifeyour King
^^^ Your fweeteil PalTions raife,
Vcur pious Pleafure, while you fing,
• increafmg with the Praife.
?. Great is the Lord ; and Works unknown
Are his divine Employ :
But rtill his Saints are near his Throne,
His Treafure and his Joy.
Heaven, Earili, and Sea ccnfefs his Hand ;
He bids the Vapours rife ;
Lightning and Storm at his Command
Sweep tl\ro' the founding Skies,
A All
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All Power that Gods or Kings have claim'd
Is found with him aione ;
But Heathen Gods fhould ne'er be nam'd
Where oux Jebovd/skno^n.
Which of the Stocks and Stones they truft
Can give them Show'rs of Rain ?
\ In vain^hey worlhip glitt'ring Dull,
And pray to God in vain.
3 [Their Gods have Tongues that cannot talk.
Such as their Makers gave :
Their Feet were ne'er defign'd to walk.
Nor Hands have Pow'r to fave.
7 Blind are their Eyes, their Ears are deaf,
Nor hear when Mortals pray 3
Mortals that wait for their Relief,
Are blind and deaf as they.]
8 O Britain^ know thy living God,
Serve him with Faith and Fear ;
He makes thy Churches his Abode,
And claims thine Honours there.
Psalm CXXXVI. Common Metre.
GOD^s Wonders of Creation^ Providence^ Redemption
of Ifrael, and Salvation of his People.
1 /^IVE Thanks to God the fov'reign Lord 1
^-^ His Mercies Jim endure^
And be the King of Kings ador'd,
His Truth is ever fure.
2 What Wonders hath his Wifdom done !
How mighty is his Hand I
^ Heav'n, Earth and Sea, he fram'd alone :
Ho%v wide rs his Command I ■
3 Tlie
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3 The Sunfupplies the Day with Light :
How bright his Counfels Jhine !
The Moon and Stars adorn the Night :
His Works are all divine.
4 [He ftruck the Sons of Egypt dead :
How dreadful is his Rod !
And thence with Joy his People led :
How gracious is our GOD !
5 He cleft the fwelling Sea in two ;
His Arm is great in Might :
And gave the Tribes a Paffage thro' ;
His Power and Grace unite,
6 But Pharaoh's Army there he drown'd ;
How glorious are his Ways !
And brought his Saints thro* defart Ground :
Eternal be his Prfiife.
^ Great Monarchs fell beneath his Hand y
Vicarious is his Sword',
While Ifrael took the promis'd Land :
And faithful is his Word,]
g He faw the Nations dead in Sin ;
He felt his Pity move :
How fad the State the World was in \
How boundlefs was his Love !
9 He fent to fave us from our Woe ;
His Goodnefs never fails ;
From Death and Hell, and every Foe ;
Andflill his Grace prevails,
10 Give Thanks to God the heavenly King ;
His Mercies Jlill endure.
Let the whole Earth his Fraifes fing \
His Truth is ever fur e.
Psalm
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273
I P s A L M CXXXVI. As the 14*8/^ Pfalm.
/^IVE Thanks to God moft High,
^^ The univerfal Lord ;
The fovereign King of Kings :
And be his Grace ador'd.
His Power and Grace
Arefiill the fame 5
Ayid let his 'Name
Have endlefs Praife.
How mighty is his Hand f
What Wonders hath he done !
He form'd the Earth and Seas,
And fpread the Heavens alone.
Thy Mercy, Lord^
Shall Jiill endure ^
And everfure
Abides thy Word,
His Wifdom fram'd the Sun
To crown the Day with Light ;
The Moon and twinkhng Stars
To chear the darkfome Night,
His Power and Grace
Areftill the fame ;
And let his Name
Have endlefs Praife,
[He fmote the firft-born Sons,
The Flower of Egypt^ dead :
And thence his chofen Tribes
With Joy and Glory led,
Thy Mercy,, Lord^
Shalljiill endure j
And ever fure
Abides thy Word.
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274 PSALM CXXXVI.
5 His Power and liftdd Rod
Cleft the Red-Sea in two ;
And for his People made
A wondrous PaiTage thro*.
His Pcwer and Grace
Arejlill the fame ;
And let his Najne
Have endlefs Pra'ife.
6 But Cruel Pharaoh there
With all his Hod he drown'd ;
And brought his Ifrael fafe
Thro' a long defart Ground.
T:hy Mercy, Lord,
Shall ft ill enaure j
And ever fur e
Abides thy Word,
Pause.
7 The Kings of Canaan fell
Beneath his dreadful Hand ;
While his own Servants took
PoffefTion of their Land.
His Power and Grace
Are Jiill the fame ;
And let his ISlame
Have endlefs Praife."]
8 He faw the Nations lie,
All perilhing in Sin,
And pity'd the fad State
The ruin'd World was in.
Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall jUll endure ;
And ever Jure
Abides thy fFofd,
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He fent his on]y Son
To fave us from our Woe,
From Satan^ Sin and Death,
And every hurtful Foe.
His Power and Grace
Arefvl the fame ;
And let his Name
Have endlefs Praife,
) Give Thanks aloud to God,
To God the heavenly King :
And let the fpacious Earth
Kis Works and Glories fing.
Thy Merely Lord^
Shall /till endure y
And ever Jure
Abides thy Word.
» s A L M CXXXVL Abridged. LongMetre.
/^IVE to our God immortal Praife !
^^ Mercy and Truth are all his Ways 1
J'Foiiders of Grace to God belongs
Repeat his Mercies in your Song.
Give to the Lord of Lords R.enown,
The King of Kings with Glory crown 3
His Mercies ever jhall endure^
fVhen Lords and Kings are known no more.
He built the Earth, he fpread the Sky,
And fix'd the fiarry Lights on high :
Wonders of Grace to God he long ^
Repeat his Mercies in your Song,
He fills the Sun with Morning Light,
He bids the Moon dire6l the Niglit ;
His Alercies ever foall endure^
; i/z Suns and Moons (hall fnine no more.
5 The
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5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's Hand,
And brought them to the promis'd Land :
Wonders of Grace to God belongs
Repeat his Mercies in your Song.
6 He faw the Gentiles dead in Sin,
And felt his Pity work within :
His Mercies ever Jhall endure^
When Death and Sin (hall reign no 7nore.
7 He fent his Son with Power to fave
From Guilt and Darknefs, and the Grave :
Wonders of Grace to God belong.
Repeat his Mercies in your Song.
8 Thro' this vain World he guides our Feet,
And leads us to his heavenly Seat :
His Mercies ever Jhall endure.
When this vain World (hall be no more.
Psalm CXXXVIII.
Rejloring and Prejerving Grace,
1 "TITITH all my PowVs of Heart and Tongue
^^ V\\ praife my Maker in my Song ;
Angels fhall hear the Notes 1 raife,
Approve the Song, and join the Praife.
2 Angels that make thy Church their Care
Shall witnefs my Devotions there,
While holy Zeal dire6ls my Eyes J
To thy fair Temple in the Skies.] 1
3 I'll fing thy Truth and Mercy, Lord,
I'll fing the Wonders of thy Word ;
Not all thy Works and Names below
So much thy Power and Glory Ihow.
4 To God I cry'd when Troubles rofe j
He heard me, and fubdu'd my Foes : ■
He
PSALM CXXXIX. 277
He did my rifing Fears controul,
And Strength diffus'd through all my Sou],
J The God of Heav'n maintains his State,
Frowns on the Proud, and fcorns the Great,
But from his Throne defcends to fee
The Sons of humble Poverty,
) Amidft a thoufand Snares 1 (land
Upheld and guarded by thy Hand ;
Thy Words my fainting Soul revive.
And keep my dying Faith alive.
1 Grace will compleat what Grace begins,
To fave from Sorrows, or from Sins :
The Work that Wifdom undertakes
Eternal Mercy ne'er forfakes.
Psalm CXXXIX. FirftParU Long Metre.
Tloe M-fesing GOD.
[ T ORD, Thou haft fearch'd, and feen me thro';
^^ Thine Eye commands with piercingView
My rifmg and my refting Hours,
My Heart and Fleih with all their Powers.
> My Thoughts, before they are my own,
Art to my God diftindly known ;
He knows the Words 1 mean to fpeak
E'er from my opening Lips they break,
» Within thy circling Power I ftand
On every Side I find thy Hand :
Awake, afleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded ftill with God.
f. Amazing Knowledge, vaft and great '
What large Extent ! What lofty Height !
My Soul with ail the Powers I boaft,
is m the boundlefs Froipe6t loft,
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2 78 PSALM CXXXIX.
5 O may iheje Thoughts pojfejs my Brea/f^
Tf'here-eer I rove, where- eer 1 reji !
Nor let my weaker Pajjions dare
Confent to Sin ^ for God is there.
Pause I.
6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove.
To quit thy Service and thy Love,
"Where, Lord, could I thy Prefence fiuin.
Or from thy dreadful Giory run ?
7 If up to Heaven I take my Flight,
'Tis there thou dweirft enthrbn'd in Light;
Or dive to Hell, there Vengeance reigns.
And Sata>i groans beneath thy Chains.
8 If mou'nted on a Morning-Ray
I fiy beyond the Wcjhrn Sea,
Thy fwifter Hand wou'd firft arrive,
And there arreft thy Fugitive.
9 Or fhould I try to (bun thy Sight
Beneath the fpreading Veil of Night,
One Glance of thine, one piercing Ray
Wou'd kindle Darknefs into Day.
10 O may theje Thoughts pojfefs my Breajl^
Where- e'er I rove, ivhere-eer I reft I
Nor let my weaker Pajjions dare
Ccnjent to Sin, for God is there.
Pause II.
11 The Veil of Night is no Difguife,
No Screen from thy All-fcarching Eyes ;
Thy Hand can feize thy Foes as foon
Thro' Midnight Shades 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 0
PSALM CXXXIX. 279
13 0 may thefe Thoughts pojpfs my Breaji^
Where-eer I rove^ zvhere-eer I reft !
Nor let my weaker PaJJtms dare
Confent to Sin^ for Gad is there.
jPsALM CXXXIX. Second Part. Long Metre.
TJje wonderful Formation of Man.
5npWAS from thy Hand, my God, I came
-^ A Work of fuch a curious Frame j
In me thy fearful Wonders fhine.
And each proclaim thy Skill divine,
2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs furvey,
Which yet in dark Confufion lay :
Thou faw'ft the daily Grovs^th they took,
Form'd by the Model of thy Book. "*
3 By Thee my growing Parts were natn'd.
And what thy fovereign Councils fram'd.
The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart,
Was copy'd with unerring Art.
4 At laft to fhew my Maker's Name,
God ftamp'd his Image on my Frame,
And in feme unknown A4oment join'd
The finilh'd Members to the Mind.
5 There the young Seeds of Thought began.
And all the PafTions of the Man,
Great God, our Infant Nature pays
Immortal Tribute to thy Praife.
Pause.
6 Lord, fmce in my advancing Age
I've a6led on Life's bufy Stage,
Thy Thoughts of Love to me furmount
The Pov/er of Numbers to recount.
7 1 could furvey the Ocean o'er,
And count each Sand that makes the Shore,
Before
2 8o PSALM CXXXIX.
Before my fwifteft Thoughts could trace
The numerous Wonders of thy Grac«.
8 Thefe on my Heart are ftill impreft,
With thefe I give my Eyes to Reft j
And at my waking Hour 1 find
God and his Love poflefs my Mind.
Psalm CXXXIX. Vnrd Part, Long Metre.
Sincerity profej}^ and Grace tryd j or, The Heart
fearching GOD.
1 VytY God, what inward Grief I feel
iVJ. When impious Men tranfgrefs thy Will I
I mourn to hear their Lips protane.
Take thy tremendous Name in vain.
2 Does not my Soul deteft and hate
The Sons of Malice and Deceit ?
Thofe that oppofe thy Laws and Thee,
I count them Enemies to me.
3 Lord, fearch my Soul, try every Thought
Though my own Heart accufe me not.
Of walking in a falfe Difguife,
I beg the Trial of thine Eyes.
4 Doth fecret Mifchief lurk within ?
Do I indulge fome unknown Sin ?
O turn my Feet when-e'er 1 ftray.
And lead me in thy perfed Way.
Psalm CXXXIX. Fir/i Part. CommonMetre.
GOD is every where.
1 iN all my vaft Concerns with Thee
-■- In vain my Soul would try
To (hun thy Prefence, Lord, or flee
The Notice of thine Eye.
2 Thy all- furroun ding Sight furveys
My Rifing and my Reft,
PSA L M CXXXIX. 28^1
My publick Walks, my private Ways,
And Secrets of my Breaft.
5 My Thoughts lie open to the Lord
Before they're form'd within ;
And ere my Lips pronounce the Word,
He knows the Senfe 1 mean.
L O wondrous Knowledge, deep and high \
Where can a Creature hide ?
Within thy circling Arms 1 lie,
Befet on every Side.
; So let thy Grace furround me ftill.
And like a Bulwark prove.
To guard my Soul from every 111,
Secur'd by fovereign Love.
Pause.
) Lord, where (hall guilty Souls retire
Forgotten and unknown ?
In Hell they meet thy dreadful Fire,
In Heav'n thy glorious Throne.
1 Should I fupprefs my vital Breath
To 'fcape the Wrath divine,
Thy Voice would break the Bars of Death,
And make the Grave refign.
\ If wing'd with Beams of Morning-Light
I fly beyond the JVeft^
Thy Hand, which muft fupport my Flight,
Wou'd foon betray my Reft.
) If o'er my Sins I think to draw
The Curtains of the Night,
Thofe flaming Eyes that guard thy Law
Wou'd turn the Shades to Light.
10 Th©
32 PSALM CXXXIX.
10 The Beams of Noon, the Midnight-Hour
Are both ahke to Thee :
O. may I ne'er provoke that Povv^'r
From which I cannot flee.
P s A L M CXXXIX. .S^^5/7^/P^;-/.Common Metre,
The IVifdom of GOD in the Formation of Man,
1 T X rHEN 1 with pleafing Wonder ftand,
^^ And all my frame furvey,
Lord, 'tis thy Work ; 1 own thy Hand
Thus built my humble Clay.
2 Thy Hand my Heart and Reins pofTell
Where unborn Nature grew j
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 Scheme thyThoughts had laid
Was copy'd by thy Art.
4 Heav'n, Earth, and Sea, and Fire and Wind
Shew me thy wondrous Skill ^
Eut I review my felt, and find
Diviner Woneiers ftill.
5 Thy awful Glories round me fhine,
My Flefli proclaims thy Praife ;
Lord, to thy Works of Nature join
Thy Miracles of Grace.
Psalm CXXXIX. 14, 17, 18. Third Fart,
Common Metre.
The Mercies of GOD innumerable.
An Evening Pfalm.
I T ORD, when I count thy Mercies o'er,
•^ TheyOrike me with Surprize ;
Not all the Sand that fpread the Shore,
To equal Numbers rife. 2 M}
PSALM CXLT, CXLII. 283
My FJeili with Fear and Wonder ftands.
The Produd of thy Skill,
And hourly Blcffings from thy Hands
Thy Thoughts of Love reveal.
Thefe on my Heart by Night I keep %
How kind, how dear to me 1
O may the Hour that ends my Sleep
Still find my Thoughts with Thee.
Psalm CXLI. Ver. 2, 3, 4, 5.
Watchfulnefs and Brotherly Reproof,
A Morning or Evening Ffalm.
MY God, accept my early Vows,
Like Morning Incenfe in thine Hcufe,
And let my nightly Worlhip rife
Sweet as the Evening Sacrifice.
Watch o'er my Lips, and guard them, Lord,
From every rafh and heedlefs Word ;
Nor let npiy Feet incline to tread
The guilty Path where Sinners lead,
O may the Righl»eous, when I ftray,
Smite and reprove my wandring Way !
Their gentle Words, like Ointment fhed.
Shall never brulfe, but cheer my Head.
When I behold them prefl: with Grief,
I'll cry to Heaven for their Relief ;
And by my warm Petitions prove
How much I prize their faithful Love.
Psalm CXLIL
GOD is the Hope of the Helphfs.
'T^O God I made my Sorrows known,
-■' From God I fought Relief ;
In long Complaints before his Throne
I po^ir'd out all my Grief. N 2 ^Ty
2 34 PSALM CXLIII.
2 My Soul was overwhelm^ with Woes,
My Heart began to break ;
My God, who all my Burdens knows,
He knows the Way I take.
3 On every Side I caft mine Eye,
And found my Helpers gone,
While Friends and Strangers paft me by
Negleded or unknown.
4 Then did I raife a louder Cry,
And call'd thy Mercy near,
*' Thou art my Portion when 1 die,
" Be thou my Refuge here.
5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low.
Now let thine Ear attend,
And make my Foes who vex me know
Tve an Almighty Friend.
6 From my fad Prifon fet me free.
Then Ih all I praife thy Name,
And holy Men ihall join with me,
Thy Kindnefs to proclaim.
Psalm CXLIII.
Complaint of heavy JffiiSiions in Mind and Body.
\ TV/lY righteous Judge, my gracious God,
•*^-* Hear when I fpread my Hands abroad.
And cry for Succour from thy Throne,
O make thy Truth and Mercy known.
2 Let Judgment not againft me pafs ;
Behold thy Servant pleads thy Grace :
Should Jurtice call us to thy Bar,1
No Man alive is guiltlefs there.
3 Look down in Pity, Lord, and fee
The mighty Woes that burthen me j
Dowi
PSALM CXLIII. i^s
Down to the Duft my Life is brought.
Like one long buryM and forgot.
. I dwell in Darknefs and unfeen,
My Heart is defolate within :
My Thoughts in mufing Silence trace
The ancient Wonders of thy Grace,
; Thence I derive a Glimpfe of Hope
To bear my finking Spirits up ;
I ftretch my Hands to God again,
And third like parched Lands for Rain,
) For thee I thirft, I pray, I mourn ;
When will thy fmiling Face return ?
Shall all my Joys on Earth remove.
And God for ever hide his Love ?
' My God, thy long Delay to fave,
Will fink thy Prifoner to the Grave ;
My Heart grows faint, and dim mine Eye i
Make hafte to help before I die.
t The Night is Witnefs to my Tears,
Diftreffing Pains, diftreffing Fears ;
0 might 1 hear thy Morning Voice,
How would my wearied Powers rejoyce !
I In Thee I truft, to Thee I figh,
And lift my heavy Soul on high j
For Tliee fit waiting all the Day,
And wear the tirefome Hours away.
0 Break off my Fetters, Lord, and (how.
Which is the Path my Feet (hould go :
If Snares and Foes befet the Road,
1 flee to hide me near my God, ^
k Teach me to do thy holy V/iJl,
And lead me to thy heavenly Hill :
■N.2 Let
lU PSALM CXLIV.
Let the good Spirit of thy Love
Comduvfl me to thy Courts above.
12 Then (hall my Soul no more complain,
The Tempter then fhall rage in vain ;
And Fleil-i, that was my Foe before.
Shall never vex my Spirit more.
Psalm CXLIV. Firji Part. Ver. i, 2,
Jjjijlance and Vi£lory in the fpiritual Warfare »
J I?OR ever bielTed be the Lord,
^ My Saviour and my Shield ;
He fends his Spirit with his Word,
To arm me for the Field.
2 When Sin and Hell their Force unite,
He makes my Soul his Care,
Inftrudls me to the heavenly Fight,
And guards me thro' the War.
3 A Friend and Helper fo divine
Does my weak Courage raife ;
He makes the glorious Victory mine.
And his (liall be the Praife.
.Psalm CXLIV. SecondPart. Ver. 3, 4, 5^6
The Vanity of Man^ and Condefcention of GOD
J T OR-D, what is Man, poor feeble Man,
•^ Born of the Earth at firfi ?
His Life a Shadow, light and vain.
Still hading to the Duft.
2 O what is feeble dying Man,
Or any of his Pvace,
That God fhould make it his Concern
To vifit him with Grace ?
3 That God who darts his Lightnings down
Who fliakes the Worlds above.
And Mountains tremble at his Frown,
How wond'rcus is his Love ! FsA%ij
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Psalm CXLIV. Third Part. Ver. 12--15.
Grac£ above Riches ; or, The happy Nation,
TTAPPY the City, where their Sons
, -*^ Like Pillars round a Palace fet,
i And Daughters bright as polifli'd Stones
i Give Strength and Beauty to the State.
I Happy the Country, where the Sheep,
Cattle, and Corn, have large Increafe 5
Where Men fecurely work or lleep.
Nor Sons of Plunder break the Peace.
5 Happy the Nation thus endow'd.
But more divinely bleft are thofe
On whosn the All-fufficient God
Himfelf with all his Grace beftovrs.
Psalm CXLV. Long Metre,
The Grsatnefe of GOD.
1 \/f Y GaD, my King, thy various Praife
^^ Shall fill the Remnant of my Days ;
Thy Grace employ my liumble Tongu«
Till Death and Glory raife the Song.
2 The Wings of evVy Hour (hall bear
Some thankful Tribute to thine Ear ;
And every fetting Sun fhall fe^
New Works of Duty done for Thee,
3 Thy Truth and Juface Til proclaim 5
Thy Bounty flows, an endlefs Stream 5.
Thy Mercy fwift 5 thine Anger flow.
But dreadful to the ftubborn Foe.
4 Thy Works with fovVeign Glory fhine ;
And fpeak thy Majefty divine ;
IjQX Britain round her Shores proclaim
'i'he Sound and Honour of thy Name.
J N 2 5 Let
288 F S A L M CXLV.
5 Let dillant Times and Nations raife
The long Succeffion of thy Praife :
And unborn Ages make my Song
The Joy and Labour of their Tongue.
« But who can fpeak thy wondrous Deeds ?
Thy Greatnefs aJl our Thoughts exceeds 5
Vaft and unfearchable thy Ways,
Vaft and ina^ortal be thy Praife.
Psalm CXLV. I"7,ii--i3. FirflParU
The Greatnefs of GOD,
1 T ONG 2s I live rii blefs thy Name,
•^ My King> my God of Love ;
Ivly Work and Joy fliall be the fame,
In the bright World above.
1 Great is the Lord, his Power unknown.
And let his Praife be great ;
I'll fing the Honours of thy Throne,
Thy Works of Grace repeat.
3 Thy Grace fliall dwell upon my Tongue ;
And while my Lips rejoice,
The Men that hear my iacred Song
Shall join their chearful V^oice.
4 Fathers to Sons fliall teach thy Name,
And Children learn thy Ways ;
Ages to come thy Truth proclaim,
Arid Nations found thy Praife.
5 Thy glorious Deeds of ancient Date
Shall through the World be known ;
Thine Arm of Power, thy heavenly State
With publick Splendor fliown.
6 The W^orld is manag'd by thy Hands,
Thy Saints are rul'd by Love ; ^
*And thine eternal Kingdom ftands, Jq^^ ^^
Tho* Rocks and Hills remove.
M'
F IS jS. JU M CXi^V. 289
Psalm CXLV. Second Fart. Ver. 7, ^r.
TheGoodneJsofGOD,
qWEET is the Mem'ry of thy Grace,
*^ My God, my Heavenly King ;
Let Age to Age thy Righteoufnefs
In Sounds of Glory ling.
God reigns on high, but not confines
His Goodnefs to the Skies ;
Through the whole Earth his Bounty fhines.
And evVy Want fupplies.
With longing Eyes thy Creatures wait
On Thee for daily Food,
Thy liberal Hand provides their Meat,
And fills their Mouths with Good.
Haw kind are thy Compaflions, Lord !
How flow thine Anger moves !
But foon he fends his pardoning Word
To chear the Souls he loves.
Creatures with all their endJefs Race
Thy Power and Praife proclaim ;
But Saints thattafte thy rfcher Grace
Delight to blefs thy Name.
Psalm CXLV. 14, 17, ^r. Third Part.
Mercy to Sufferers ; or, GOD hearing Prayer,
T ET every Tongue thy Goodnefs fpeak,
■'^ Thou fovereign Lord of all ;
Thy flrengthning Hands uphold the Weak^
And raife the Poor that fall,
When Sorrow bows the Spirit down.
Or Virtue lies diftreft-
Beneath fome proud OppreiTor's Frown,
Thou giv'ft the Mourners ReiL
N 4 3 Th-3
290 PSALM CXLVI.
3 The Lord fupports our tottering Days,
And guides our giddy Youth :
Holy and Juft are all his Ways,
And all his Words are Truth.
4 He knows the Pain his Servants fe«I,
He hears his Children cry.
And their beft Wilhes to fulfil
His Grace is ever nigh.
5 His Mercy never fhall remove
From Men of Heart fmcere ;
He faves the Souls, whofe humble Love
Is join'd with holy Fear.
6 [His Rubborn Foes his Sv?ord fliall flay,
And pierce their Hearts with Pain;
But none that ferve the Lord (hall fiy,
'* they fought his Aid in vain.]
y [My Lips fhall dwell upon his Praife,
And fpread his Fame abroad ;
Let all the Sons of Adam raife
The Honours of their God.]
P s A L M CXLVr. Long Adetre.
Pra'ije to GOD for bis Gosdnefs and Truth.
1 13 RAISE ye the Lord, My Heart fliall join
* In Works fo pleafant, fo divine ;
Now while the Flelh is mine Abode,
And when my Soul afcends to God.
2 Praife fhall employ my noblefl: Powers,
While Immortality endures ;
My Days of Praife (hall ne'er be paft.
While Life and Thought and Being laft,
3 Why fhould I make a Man my Trufl ?
Prmces nauft die and turn to Duft j
Thei
PSALM CXLVL cv
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and P(
And Thoughts all vanifh in an Hour,
\ Happy the Man, whofe Hopes rely
Or Ifrael's God ; He made the Sky,
And*^Earth, and Seas, with all their Train,.
And none (hall find his Promife vain.
:5 His Truth for ever ftands fecure :
He faves th' Oppreft, he feeds the Poor ;
\ He fends the labouring Confcience Peace^
1 And grants the Prifoner fweet Releafe.
'6 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind ;
The Lord fupports the finking Mind ^
He helps the Stranger in Diftrefs,
The Widow and the Fatherlefs.
7 He loves his Saints, he knows them well^
But turns the Wicked down to Hell :
Thy God, O 2ion^ ever reigns ;
Praife him in everlaftiiio: Strains.
Psalm CXLVL As the 113^^^ Pfalm»
Proife to GOD for his Goodnefs and Truth.
YTL praife my Maker with my Breath ;
-*- And when my Voice is lofi: in Death
Praife fliall employ my nobler Pow'rs t
My Days of Praife fliall ne'er be paft,
W^hile Life and Thought and Being hft^
Or Lmmortality endures.
Why (hould I make a Ma^ my Truft %
Princes mufl die and turn to Duft ;
Vain is the Help of Fiefh and Blooa ;:
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Fos^^
And Thoughts all vanifh in r.:i Hour,
Nor can they make their Promife good.
992 PSALM CXLVII.
3 Happy the Man whofe Hopes rely
On IJraeFs God -, He made the Sky,
And Earth and Seas with ail their Train ;
His Truth for ever ftands fecure :
He faves th' Oppreft, he feeds the Poor,
And none fhall find his Promife vain.
4 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind :
The Lord fupports the finking Mind ;
He fends the lab'ring Confcience Peace,
He helps the Stranger in Dirtrefs,
The Widow and the Fatherlefs,
And grants the Pris'ner fweet Releafe.
5 He loves his Saints, he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell ;
Thy God, O Zion^ ever reigns ;
Let every Tongvie, let every Age,
in this exalted Work engage :
Praife him in everlafling Strains.
6 ril praife him while he lends me Breath,
And when my Voice is loft in Death
Praife fnall employ my nobler Powers :
My Days of Praife (l^.all ne'er be paft,
While Life and Thought and Being laft,
Or Lnmortality endures.
Psalm CXLVIL Flrft Part,
The Divine Nature^ Providence^ and Grace.
\ pRAISE ye the Lord ; 'Tis good toraife
*^ Our Heans and Voices in his Praife :
FJis Nature and his Works invite
To make this Duty our Delight.
1 The Lord builds up Jerufatemy
3 And gathers Nations to his Name :
■His Mercy melis the ftubborn Sou!,
And makes the broken Spirit whole, 3 He
[ P S\A L iVf CXLtlL' .295
" He form'd the Stars thofe heav'nly Flames,
■He counts their Numbers, calls their Names,
iHis Wifdom vaft, and knows no Bound,
A Deep where all our Thoughts are drown'd.
Great is our Lord, and great his Might ;
And all his Glories infinite :
^He crowns the Meek, rewards the Juft, ' ^•
I And treads the Wicked to the Dull.
P A U S E*
iSing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who fpreads his Clouds all round the Sky|
There he prepares the fruitful Rain,
Nor lets the Drops defcend in vain.
He makes the Grafs the Hills adorn.
And clothes the fmiling Fields with Corn 5-
The Beafts with Food his Hands fupply,
And the young Ravens when they cry.
What is the Creatures Skill or Force
The fprightly Man, the warlike Horfcp
The nimble Wit, the adive Limb ;
All are too mean Delights for him.
But Saints are lovely in his Sight :
He views his Children with Delight :
He fees their Hope, he knows their Fear^
And looks and loves his Image there.
Psalm CXLVIL Second Part,
Summer and Winter.
A Song for Great- Britain,
r\ Britain, praife thy mighty God,
^^ And make his Honours known abroad 1
He bid the Ocean round tkee flow :
Not Bars of Brafs could guard thee (o,
2 Thj
294 P B A L M CXLVII.
2 Thy Children are feciire and bleO: ;
Thy Shores have Peace, thy Cities Reft ;
He feeds thy Sons with fineft Wheat,
And adds his BlefTing to their Meat.
3 Thy changing Seafons he ordains.
Thy early and thy larer Rains j
His Flakes of Snow like Wool he fends,
And tl.us the fpringing Corn defends.
4 With hoary Froft he ftrews the Ground ;
His Hail defcends with clatt'ring Sound :
Where is the Man fo vainly bold.
That dares deny his dreadful Cold ?
5 He bids the Southern Brezes blow 5 «
The Ice dilTolves, the Waters flow : "
But he hath nobler Works and Ways
To call the Brit-ons to his Praife.
6 To all the Ille his Laws are Ihown ;
His Gofpel through the Nation known ;
He hath not thus revealed his Word
To ev'ry Land : Praife ye the Lord.
P s A L M CXLVIL 7-9, 13-18. Com. Me
The Senfons of the year,
I '\TI7lTH Songs and Honours founding loud,
^^ Addrefs the Lord on high ;
Over the Heav'ns he fpreads his Cloud,
And W^aters veil the Sky. . ]
1 He fends \\\^ Show*rs of Blclling down
To chear the Plains below ;
He makes the Grafs the Mountains crown.
And Corn in V^alleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing Ox his Meat,
He hears the Ravens cry 5
PSALM CXLVIII, 295
But Man who tailes his fineft Wheat
Should raife his Honours high.
His fteady Counfels change the Face
Of the dechning Year ;
He bids the Sun cut (hort his Race,
And wint'ry Days appear.
His hoary Froft, his fleecy Snow,
Defcend and clothe the Ground 5
The liquid Streams forbear to flow.
In Icy Fetters bound.
When from his dreadful Stores on high
He pours the ratt'ling Hail,
The Wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his Courage fail.
He fends his Woid and melts the Snow,
The Fields no longer mourn j
He calls the warmer Gales to blow.
And bids the Spring return.
The changing Wind, the flying Cloud,
Obey his mighty Word :
With Songs and Honour founding loud,
Praife ye the Sov'reign Lord.
Psalm CXLVIII. Proper Metre.
Praife to GOD from all Creatures,
: \rE Tribes of Adam^ join
* With Heaven, and Earth, and Seas,
And offer Notes divine
To your Creator's Praife,
Ye holy Throng
Of Angels bright.
In Worlds of Light
Begin the Song.
2 The
2^6 PSALM CXLV III.
2 Thou Sun with dazzling Rays,
And Moon that rules the Night,
Shine to your Maker's Praife,
With Stars of twinkling Light.
His Power declare,
Ye Floods on high.
And Clouds that fly
In empty Air.
3 The (hining Worlds above
In glorious Order ftand,
Or in fwift Courfes move.
By his fupreme Command.
He fpake the Word,
And all their Frame
From Nothing came
To praife the Lord.
4 He mov'd their mighty Wheels
In unknown Ages paft,
And each his Word fulfils
While Time and Nature laft.
In different Ways
His Works proclaim
His wondrous Name,
And fpeak his Praife.
Pause.
5 Let all the Earth-born Race,
And Mongers of the Deep,
The Fifh that cleave the Seas,
Or in their Bofom fleep,
From Sea and Shore
Their Tribute pay,
Andftill difplay
Their Maker's Power.
6 Yc
P S ^ L M CXLVIII. 297
5 Ye Vapours, Hail, and Snow,
Praife ye th' Almighty Lord,
And ftormy Winds that blow
To execute his Word.
When Lightnings Ihine,
Or Thunders roar,
Let Earth adore
His Hand divine.
7 Ye Mountains near the Skies,
With lofty Cedars there.
And Trees of humbler Size
That Fruit in Plenty bear ;
Beafts wild and tame,
Birds, Flies and W^orms,
In various Forms
Exalt his Name.
S Ye Kings and Judges fear
The Lord, the fovereign King |
And while you rule us here.
His heavenly Honours ling :
Nor let the Dream
Of Power and State
Make you forget
His Power fupreme.
9 Virgins, and Youths, engage
To found his Praife divine,
While Infancy and Age
Their feebler Voices join :
Wide as he reigns
His Name be fung
By every Tongue
In endiefs Strains.
10 Let all the Nations fear
The God that rules above 1
He
He brings his People near,
And makes them tafte his Love :
While Earth and Sky
Attempt his Praife,
His Saints (hall raife
His Honours high.
Psalm CXLVIII. Paraphraid'm LongMetre.
Univerjal Praije to GOD. j
1 T OUD Hallelujahs to the Lord
^-^ From diflant Worlds whereCreatures dwell :
Let Heav'n begin the folemn Word,
And found it dreadful down to Hell.
Note, This Pfalmmaybe fung^to the Tune of the
old 1 1 2th cr 1 27th Pfalm^ // ihefe two Lines be added
to every Stanza (viz.)
Each of his Works his Name difplays.
For they can ne'er fulfil the Praife.
Oiherwife it mujl hefung to the ufual Tunes of fhi-
Long Metre.
2 The Lord ! how abfolute he reigns !
Let evVy Angel bend his Knee ;
Sing of his Love in heav'nly Strains,
And fpeak how fierce his Terrors be.
3 High on a Throne his Glories dwell.
An awtul Throne of fhining Blifs :
Fly thro' the World, O Sun, and tell
How dark thy Beams compar'd to his.
4 Awake ye Tempers, and his Fame
In Sounds of dreadful Praife declare ;
And the fweet Whifper of his Name
Fill ev'ry gentler Breeze of Air,
5 Let
P S ^ L M CXLVIIL 299
Let Clauds, and Winds, and Waves agree
T© join their Praife with blazing Fire ;
Let the firm Earth and rolling Sea
la this eternal Song confpire.
Ye fiow'ry Plains proclaim his Skill i
Vallies lie low before his Eye ;
And let his Praife from ev'ry Hill
Rife tuneful to the neighboring Sky.
Ye fiubborn Oaks, and {lately Pines,
Bend your high Branches and adore :
Praife him, ye Beafts, in difFrtnt Strains j
The Lamb muft bleat, the Lion roar.
i Birds, ye muft make his Praife your Theme,
Nature demands a Song from you ;
While the dumb Fifh that cut the Stream
Leap up and mean his Praifes too.
) Mortals, can you refrain your Tongue,
When Nature all around you fings ?
G for a Shout from Old and Young,
I From humble Swains 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 lofty as his Throne.
II Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious Word !
O may it dwell on ev'ry Tongue !
But Saints who beft have known the Lord
Are bound to raife the nobleft Song.
12 Speak of the Wonders of that Love
Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry Chord :
From all below and all above,
Loud Hallelujah's to the Lord.
Psalm
Psalm CXLVIII. Short Metre.
Vniverfal Ptaife,
1 T ET ev'ry Creature join
-■^ To Praife th' eternal God ;
Ye heav'nly Hofts, the Song begin.
And found his Name abroad.
2 Thou Sun 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 wond'rous Frame ;
By his Command they (land or move,
-And ever fpeak his Name.
4 Ye Vapours, when ye rife,
Or fall in Show'rs or Snow,
Ye Thunders murmuring round the Skies,
His Pow'r and Glory (how.
5 Wind, Hail, and flafliing Fire,
Agree to praife the Lord,
When ye m dreadful Storms confpire
To execute his Word.
6 By all his Works above
His Honours be exprefl: ;
But Saints that tafte his faving Love
Should fing his Praifes beft.
Pause L
7 Let Earth and Ocean know
They owe their Maker Praife ;
Praife him, ye wat'ry Worlds below.
And Monftei-s of the Seas.
8 From
P S ^ L MCXLYUl. 301
From Mountains near the Sky
Let his high Praife refound,
From humble Shrubs and Cedars high.
And Vales and Fields around.
Ye Lions of the Wood,
And tamer Beafts that graze.
Ye hve upon his daily Food,
And he expeds your Praife.
y Ye Birds of lofty Wing,
On high his Praifes bear ;
Or fit on flow'ry Boughs, and fmg
Your Maker's Glory there.
Ye creeping Ants and Worms,
His various Wifdom (how.
And Flies in all your fhining SwarmSs
Praife him that dreft you fo.
2 By all the Earth-born Race,
His Honours be exprefs'd.
But Saints that know his heavenly Grace^
Should learn to Praife him beft,
' Pause IL
J Monarchs of wide Command,
Praife ye th' eternal King,
Judges, adore that fovereign Hand,
Whence all your Honours fpring,
4 Let vigorous Youth engage
To tound his Praifes high ;
While growing Babes and withering Age
Their feebler Voices try.
5 United Zeal be fhown
His wondrous Fame to raife ;
God is the Lord : His Name alone
Deferves our endlefs Praife,
16 Let
302 F IS ^ L M CXLIX.
16 Let Nature join with Art,
And all pronounce him bleft.
But Saints that dwell fo near his Heart
Should fing his Praifes beft.
Psalm CXLIX.
Fra'ife GOD^ all his Saints ; or, The Saints judging
the World,
1 A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoyce,
^^ And let your Songs be new j
Amidft the Church witl^ chearful Voice
His later Wonders fhew.
2 The Jews^ the People of his Grace,
Shall their Redeemer fing ;
And Gentile Nations join the Pralfe
While Zion owns her King.
3 The Lord takes Pleafure in the Juft,
Whom Sinners treat with Scorn :
The Meek that lie defpifs'd in Duft
Salvation (hall adorn.
4 Saints (hould be joyful in their King
E'en on a dying Bed :
And like the Souls in Glory fmg,
For God (hall raife the Dead.
5 Then his high Praife fhall fill their Tongues^
Thei-r Hands fhall wield the Sword :
And Vengeance fhall attend their Songs,
The Vengeance of the Lord.
6 When C/^r//? his Judgment-feat afcends,
And bids the World appear.
Thrones are prepar'd for all his Friends
Who humbly lov'd him here. j
7 Thcii
PSALM CL. 303
Then Tnall they rule with Iron^Rod
Nations that dar'd rebel :
And join the Sentence of their God,
On Tyrants doom'd to Heil.
The Royal Sinners bound in Chains
New Triumph fhall afford ;
Such Honour for the Saints remains :
Praife ye and love the Lord.
Psalm CL. i, 2, 6.
A Song of Praife,
IN God's own Houfe pronounce his Praife,
His Grace he there reveals 5
To Heav'n your Joy and Wonder raife.
For there his Glory dwells.
Let all your facred PalTions move.
While you rehearfe his Deeds ;
But the great "Work of faving Love
Your higheft Praife exceeds.
All that have Motion, Life and Breath,
Proclaim your Maker bleft ;
Yet when my Voice expires in Death,
j My Soul (hall praife him befl.
The Chrifiian Doxology.
Long Metre.
O God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One^
Be Honour, Praife, and Glory giv*n
By all on Earth, and all in Heaven,
Common Metre.
ET God the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit be ador'd.
Where there are Works to make him known.
Or Saia^ to love the Lord. Common
T
L
304 DOXOLOGIES.
CommonMetre, where theTune includes tivoStanza'
I.
'yHE God of Mercy be adorM,
* Who calls our Souls from Death,
Who faves by his redeeming IFordy
And New-creatins: Breath,
ll.
To praife the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit all Divine,
The One in Three, and Three in One,
Let Saints and Angels join.
Short Metre.
"^E Angels round the Throne,
•* And Saints-that dwell below,
Worfhip the Father, praife the Son,
And blefs the Spirit too.
As the iiyh Pfalm,
"^OW to the great and facred Thre^
-^"^ 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 Saints in Earth and Heav'n,
As the 148/^ Pfahn,
'T^O God the Father's Throne
* Perpetual Honours raife ;
Glory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit Praife :
With all our Powers,
Eternal King,
Thy Name we fing,
While Faith adores.
THE £ iV 2).
An INDEX,
OR
r A B LE to find a Pfalm fuited to particular
Subjects or Occasions.
Note, In this Table I hwue not dire^ed to the fe'veral
^arts or Metres of the Pfoim, leji it Jhculd breed too great
Confufion of Figures. What is Jougbt in any Pjaim, may
ifily by found by turning a Leaf or t'vjo backward or for-
ward to the dijlm5l Parts or Metres.
If you find not <vjhat Word you feek in this Tahhy feek
nother of the fame Signification : Or ^ feek it under fome of
Ve more general Words, fuch as God, Chrift, Church,
aints, Pfalm, Prayer, Praife, Aifliiftion, Grace, DcJiver-
nce. Death, (sfr.
A dinners different c^^. gentle
\pmAthefirfi andfeconi 103, moderated 12^, <very
their Dominion 8. great 10 z, 143,77.
M^^dtPityto themji.1,^^. Aged Saints RefieSiinn end
and tempted Jupported 55, Hope 71.
145,156. their Prayer I02, All feeing God 139.
143. Saints happy-] 'i^i \\C)^ hvi%^\s Guardian 34, 91,
14th Part, 94. allfuhya to Chrift 89, 97.
kfflidions, Hope in them 42^ Praife the Lord 1 03. prefent
13,77, Support and Profit in Churches 138.
119, 14th Part. Infiru^ion Appeal toGod againft Perfc
by t him 94, 1 19, 1 8ch Part, cutors 7. concerning ourSin-
fanBifyd 94, 1 1 9, l8th cerity 139, Humility 131.
part. Courage in them 119, Afcenfion of Chrift 24, <J8,
lythVa.Tt.remo'v^dbyPrayer 47,310.
34, 107. Submiffl^n to them Affiitance fromGod 1 44, 1 38.'
123, 131, 39 from Men, fee Atheifm praSiical 14,36,12,
Perfecution. In Mind and punifh'd 10.
Body 143. frying ourGraces Attributes of God 36, III^
56, 1 19, i7thPart, ^uithout 145, 147.
Ueje^ion 89. of Saints and Aalhotityfrcm Gcd 75, 82.
B
INDEX.
B
T> ^ckfliding Soul in Difirefs
andDefertion 25. rejiord
5T. pardon d-jf), 130.
Bleffing ofGodintheBuJinefs
and Cotnforts of Life 127.
Bleffings of a Family 128,
133. of a Nation 144, 147.
of tbeCounty 65, 147. of a
Perfon i, 32, 112.
Blood ofChrifi cUanfingfrom
Sin 51, 69.
Book of Nature and Scr'tpture
19, 119, 4th Part. Britain's
Profperity 67. de/i'verdfrcm
Sla'very 7 5 , Happinefs 147.
fecondQoxnmg, or his Incar-
nation, Kingdom and fudg'
ment 96, 97, 98. the true
David 89, 35, his Death
and Refurredion 22, 16,
69 />&^EternalCr^tf/or 102.
exalted to the Kingdom 2,
11,8, 72, 1 10. cur Exam-
ple 109. Faith in his Blood
51. God and Man 89 his
Godhead 102 our Mope 4,
51 his Incarnation a/dSz-
crifice 40. the King, and the
Church his Spoufe 41. his
Kingdom (?z7zc»^G entiles 72,
^j, 132. his Love to Ene-
Brotherly Lca}e 133 Reproof mies 109, 35. hisMajefty 97,
141.
.Jufinefs of Life hUfi 127.
C
t^A.re of God over his Saints
Charity to the Poor 37, 41,
1 1 2, and Juftice 15, f l 2.
jw/A-ftj' nxiithlmprfcations 3 5.
Chaftifement,/f^ Afflidicns.
Children praifingGod 8. wa^^
Bleffings 127, 128. injiruc
ted 34, 78.
Ghiill the Jecond Adam, >?'//
99. hii m&<^\2iior\2^ Kingdom
89. 1 10. his Obedience «W
Death 69 his perfonal Glo-
ries and Gcvernment 4.5.
pruifed by Children 8. Prieft
and King no. ^w Refur-
rec^ion on the Lord's Day
1 1 8. our Strength and Righ-
teoufnefs 71. his Sufferings
andYimgdiOm 2, 22,69, ^/V
SufFerings_/or our Salivation
69 ^V Zeal and Reproaches
ibid
Incarnation, his Dvjninicn 8. Chriflians Qualifications 15,
Z?// All-fufficiency 16. ^/j 24. Church made of Jews
Afcenfion 24 68, 1 10. the «;?^ Gentiles 87,
ChurchV Foundation 118. Church its Beaut$f 45, 48,
his Coming the Signs of it 122 /^^Birth- place of Saints
1 2. his Condefcenfion and Sj. built onJefusCh-ifi 1 1 8,
Glorification 8. Covenant DeWght and Safety in it zy.
made with him 89. /r/^ ^»</ Dcftrudion of Enemies pro-
ceeds
INDEX
,€eeds from thence 76. Ga- Commurion ^jjlth Saints
th er'd and fettled 132. of the 1 06 1 3 5 .
Gentiles 45, 47- God fights ConfelTion of our Fouerly 16.
for her 46, 10, 20. God's ofSin,Repaitance,andPar'
prefence there 132,84. God's don 32, 51, 38, 130, 143.
fpicial Delight ^j, 1 32. Confcience r^«^<?r 1 19, i jth
God's Garden gz. 'Soingto Part, its Guilt relie-ved 3S,
/* I 22. theHoufe and Cure of 32,51,1 30.
God 135. ofthe]t\^5andComQanQvico.mplainedofii<9<i
Gentiles 87. //jfncreafe67. Converfe avi/.6 God 119, 2d
Prayer in Dijlref 80 . Per- Part, 63.
fecated, fee Perfecution. Converfion av^ J^' ' z6. «^
Reftor'd^_yPrayer85, 102, the Afcenfion of Chrifi no,
107. zV/ Safety in National of jQws and Gentiles 87,
Defolations ^6. is the Sa.^c:y 105,96.
and Honour of a Nation 48. Correftioa fe AiHIcllon.
the Spoufe of Chxi^ ^^. rVj Corruption c/ Manners gs-
Worfhip and O^dir 48. neral li, 12.
Wrath againjl Enemies pra- Coanrel avd Support from
ceeds thence 76. God \(i, 119.
Colams^ planted 107. Courage inDeath i5, ij. -t.
Qomforti fioline/s and Pardon inPerfecu'ion r.g., I7th?art.
4, 32, 119, I ith and 1 zrh Covenant ^lade 'vjith Chrill
V^rts. andSupport in'jodg:^, 89. c/" Grace uncharigsable
iS.from ancient Frovidtnce 89, 106. ;
77, 143. of Life hlfi 127. Creation ^/Zi/ Providence 1 5 5'
and Pardon 130. 136, 33, ic-x, 147 148.
[Company of Saints 16 109. Creatures no Truth in themi
Complaint op Abfence from 62,33, x^^.'vain^andQsoA
puhlickWorfmp^z^ofSicknefs All-juflcient 33. Praifng
6. Defertion 13. FnVc-, A- God 148.
theifmyObpref/ion, l l, 12. of D
Temptation \ I. i^enrral 10 Z T\\\\y Devotion 53, 139-
0/ ^uarrelfoms Neighbours Day <^.^ Humiliation for
I 20, (?/ /^f«-'vy Afliclionr in Dif^ppcintmfnts in War 60.
Mind ami Body 143. Death <2W Refurreflion of
Com p affio n 0/ God 1 03 , C^r//? 1 6. 69 , c/ %/,7/ j and
iH5» H7* Sinners ^J,oJ- A(f'annSuf'
*J INDEX.
fef Ings of Chriji 2 2, 6g. De- Devotion daily 55, 134
li'verance frQ7n it 'i^l. and 1 41. en a ftck Bed 39. 6
Prids j\<^. and the Refurrcc- fee Morning, Evening
tion 49, 71, 89. Courage in Lord's-day.
it 16, 17, 23. //6^ -Sy^^? o/Dire6lion andPardon i^.anc
Sin 90. Defence prayed for 5. «^/i
Defence in God 3, 121. and Hope ^i. fee Knowlege.
Salvation in God 1 8, 6r. Defeafe, fee Sicknefs.
Delaying Sinners warnd^:^. Diilrefs of Soul, or Badfid
Delight and Safety in ths ing and Defer tion 25. relie
Church Ji^"^, 27, 84. in the 'ved. 51, 130.
La^v of God 1 19, 5th 8:h Dominion ofManonjer Crea-
and 1 8th Parts, in God 63, tures 8.
42, 73, 84, 1 8, Doubts and Fears fufprejfe^
Deliv'iance begun and per- 3. 3', T43. |
feded 83 from Defpair 1 8. Drunkard and Glutton \ 07.
from deep Diftrefs 34, 40 Duty to God ^Man 15, 24
fro7n Death, 31, 1 18/row Dwelling nxiith God, Jeti
OppreKion and Falfpood ^6. Heaven, Church, ^r.
/ro/;/ Perfecution 53. 94. hy E
Prayer 34 40,85,126 /re;;; "pDucation Religious 34,78
Shipwreck 107. /;'cz?z Slan- Egypt's Plagues 105.
der 31. Surprizing 1 26. ^^d of Righteous and Pyiciea
from Temptation 3, 6, 13. 1, 37.
1 8. from a Tumult 1 \ 8. Enemies o'vrrcome \ 8 prayec
T)dQXl\OViandDifrffsof Soul for 35, 10(^. defrayed 12
25, 13, 38, 143. 76. 48.
Deiire ojKno^vitdge 1 1 9, 9th ^nvyio'Unheliefcurd 37,49
Part ofHollinefs 119. 1 ith Equity and Wijdon of ^IQ\\
Fart, o/' Com/art and Deli- dence 9.
ry^r^rff 1 19, 12th Part. 0/ Evening Pfalm 4, i 39, 14T
quick" nirgGrace 1 1 9, I 6th Evidences of Grace, or Self
p2 rt . Examination 26. of Sincerit
- Defolations, the Church's 13,19,139.
^'Safety in them 46. Evil Times 12. Neighbour
Deipzlr and Hope in Death 12c. Magif rates 1 i, 58
17, 49 liiDeliverance yj-c;/: 81
?/i8, 130. Exaltation »f Chrifl to th
Kingdcf.
INDEX.
K:ngd:m 2, 21, 2 2, 69, 72, Gloiy of God in our Salvation
? 10. 69. and Grace ■promij id 84,
Examination or 'E^oidences of 97, 8q.
Grace 26, i
Exhortations
Holim/s 34.
39-
rlutton
^2«^ Drunkard
Peace
Tp A it'h <3^^ Prayer of per fccu -
' /<?r/ ^^m/^ 3 5 . /;? /;l^ jS/ffO.^
ofChriJi 51, 32. in dl'vine
Grace and Po^jjer 62, 130.
Faithfulnefs of God 89,
10^. Ill, 145, 146. c/
Miz?/ x^, 141.
Fd'iihoodfB/^fp^emy, Sec. 12.
/z'z.;' Opprejfion, Deliverance
from them 12, 56.
^zmilyGo'vernmentioi.Lo've
Gnd U^ or/hip I '3,1. BleJ/tngs
128.
Pears andDouhts fupprpfed 3
rt//^ 107.
God all in all 127. All-fee-
ing 139. All-fafficient 16,
3 3. his ^oingy /Attributes and
Providence 36, 65, 147. his
Care of Saints 7,34. ^/j"Cre-
ation o;/<i Frovidence 33,
104, &c. oar Defence <s/Zi^
Sal'vation 3, 61, 33, lie.
Eternal and fonjereign and
holy 93, Eternal and Man
mortal 90,102 FaiuifBlnefs
1 05, 1 1 1, 89. Glor:6t;d .?:
Sinners fa-ved 6g. G ood n e o
andMercy 145, i03.Good-
oefa ^.y -Tr^/^ 74^, 146,
68
GoverningPoT-y^r andGood-
34, 31. in theWorJhip of God }2efs 66. Great andGood i .
89,99. ofGodi i 9, 1 3thP2rt.
Fiacter/ aW Deceit com-
plained of 12, 36.
ForgivenefsyW Pardon.
Formal Worjhlp 50-
Frailty ofMa?i 89, 90, 144.
Fretfulnefs dijcouragd 37.
Friendfhip ;Vj Bleffings 133.
Funeral P/«//^ 89, 90,
G
QEntiles gluen to Chrif 2,
22, 72. Church 45, 6i
72, %y. O-wning the trueGod
96,_98>47-
Glorincation andCandefcenfi-
an ofChrif 8, 45,
145, ■147. Htznfearch-
ing 139 our . only Hope and
Help 142. //^^ judge 9, 50,
97, K;nd /o. his People 145,
146. y^zi^Majefiy C)']. and
Condefcenfon 113,144. i\ier--
cy and Truth 36, 103,136,
89. 145. fnade IVIan 8. oT
Nature and Grace 6^, his
Perfedlions in, 36, 145",
147. our?onion a;id Chriit
our Hope ^..our Portion /^crf'
and hereafter j^. vis Power
and Majefy 68,. 89, 93, 96.
Prais'd by Chil^en 8, our
Prelsrver 121, 138. prejent
O 2 in
I N D p: X.
in his Churches 84. cur H
Refuge in national T'rou- TJT Appy Saint andcurfc.
/'/^j 46. cwrShepherd 23. -^-^ Sinner 1.
his Sovereignty l£Good- Harveft 65, 126, 147.
riejsio xMan 8,113,144. Heahh, Sicknefs^and Re-
oiir^WT^^orx^CcnifcrtC)^, riw^r;' 6, 30, 31. Prayeu
SupremeG'57;^r«(;r82,93 for 6,38,39.
75, his V^engeance and Heart known to God 139.
Comtajfion 68, 97. Un- Hearing of Prayer ana
changeable 89, m.his Salvation 4,10,66,102.
XJnl/cri'al DG?nini on 10 2- Heaven of feparate Souls
Us Wifdofn in his U'oyks and Rejurre^lion 17. the
3 1 1 , 1 39. Wo I thy of all Saints dwelling Place 24.
Praife 145, 146,150. HoHnefs, Pardonl^ Com-
Good Works 15,24, i r 2 . fort 4. Defired 1 1 9. 1 1 th
Profit Men, not God 16. Part. Profeji 119, 3d
Gocdnefs ofGcd%, 103, Part. 139.
111,145,146. Hope in Darknefs 13,77,
Gcfpel its Glory ^ Snccefs 143. of R efiir region i6»
19.45,110. Joyful Sound 7 1 , and Defpair in Death
tc)^<^%JVorfoip<^Orderiifi \']A^ ^ Prayer 27. for
Governmtnt <j/C/:'?-z//45. Fi/^ory 20. ^ Diic^iion
from God 75. 6^2dn/!ffii^ions 42, 143.
Grace its Evidences^ or Self H o fa n n a of theChildren 8.
£xaniinaiion 26,130. a- for the Lord's Day ri8.
hole Riches I \i^ without Houfnoldy^^ FamiJy.
Aderit 16, 32, cfChriji HumiHation Day 10. for
^^^y 2.af:d Providencc^T^f Difappoiniment 60.
'^6,135,136,147. Pre- HumiJily and Sulmiffiun
jervin^ ^ rejhring 1 38. t 3 1 , 1 39.
"Truth y Prote^iiGH 57* Hypocrites and Hytocrify
Tr) 'd hy Jffdaion 1 7 , 66, 12,53.
125. and Glory ^\^ o J, I
pardc7u?'^i20, iDolatry reprovd 16,
Guilt cfCorfcience relin'cd ^ j 1 5, 135.
; 8, ^2, 5 1, 130. "^ Jehovah
T: N Jy E T,
Jehovah -68,83, ?V7;^«;93, ^i^g^ci" ^/ ^^^i^^? A^
96, 97. " Chrift.
Jews, y^^ Ifrael. Knowledge dsj^red 195.
Images, /^^ Idolatry. 119, 9th Part.
Imprecations6'C6^r/Vv35 L
1-nearnation 96, 97/98. T ^^^ of God Delight In
and'2acr'ificeofChnft^Q. ^^iiJiq.
Ir.fants i39y}6=Children. Liberality rewarded 4.1^
IrJAvd&AonfromGod 2^. J12.
frcm Scripture 119, 4th Lite and Riches tieir Fa-
and 7th Parts. /«P/V/y34. «% 49- /-'«'^* -^^^^ feebis
Indm^dvtJffiiciionsqi^.- 89,90, 144..
Intemperance//W///i78, Longing aft€rGodh'y^s,2,
and pardon d 10 J, Lord's- Day Ffahi cyi^,
Joy of Co'rjverfcn. iz6. Il8. i]^(?rw% 5, [9,63.
fee Delight. Love of God to iheRlghis-
lir2iQ\faved from the A{Af~ ^?-S ''?'?^ Haired to the
v'l^ns jb. fc-u'dfrorniL- Wicked { ^i 1 Ao our Ihigh-
gypt, ^W brought to Ca- ^^^'^^ J^5- of Chrift to 'Sin-
naan 135, 136,77,105, ^-^t's ^^-of God hett.:^r than
107. P^ebellion&Pumfi- Life b 2- of Godimchan-
ment 7 8 . punifod Cff '/\'zr - ^^'^i'/^ 1 06 ,89. io Enemi^^
dm'd 1 065 107. Travels ^ 09, 35 . Brotherly I'^l/^
< /;2 thelVildernefsio-j^ 1 14 Worfnip. in a Family ibi'.l
Judgment ^«^ iJ^fm^ 9', Luxury /z^,'z^^'\'f ^E'. v?^^;
68. Drty r, 50,26,9 7,985 pardon d 107.
149. Seat of God (), ' M
Truth towards Men i^. ^1- Salifications 10 1
JuRiiication free 32, 130. raifed and depofd 75.
K ■ '^^^^^ofGocm.fecGoA
ly'INGi^ the Care cf ^■^'^'^^ ^^i^ Vanity as incrtal
^Heaven 11.' ' 39,^9,go^lA.^.Do?nin:o?z
King William ^«^King ^''^'■^^ Cr-aru'es 8, Alcrtu.
George 75. ^-'?^ C/?r?/ii' f/ir?/V7/ jc?.-
O 3 JVonderfd
-»
1 N JD E X.
lVondeifulFQr?nai'ioni2,(). IS^ 2iure and Scripture lo
Mariners Pfalm 107. .119, 7th Part, cf Mu,
Marriage ;?;v/?/V<7/ 45. 139.
^'■A-d.sXzx of a Family loi. New-EnglandP,4/OTjc^
Meditation i, 63, no, Novem. 5th r i c, 124
^ 5th ^,7i 6th Parts. O
Melancholy rcprovd \^. /^Bedience fincere .;?
'sHope-i-i.removd 126.^ ^^ 18, 139. Z^^mr //[i^;
\^trQ\Qicofnwm& fpeciai Sacrifice ^o.
68,10^^. SpirituaJ'^'T^m- Old Age, D^^/Z* 98. tf«,
/'5'm 1*03. Innimierable Rejurjefiion 71, 89.
139 Everlafiingi^b.Re- Omnipotence, Oninifci-
corded lO"] .and Judgment cncc,Omniprefence.^",
i). arid Truth of God ijb^ fee God.
iC3,89,r36,i45,i4&. P
M ent difcLvmed \ 6. p Ardon , Holincfs yCcni'
Meffiah,/^Chrift. ^ fori ^. of Backfidir.g
Midnight l^houghis^ 63, n^.andDire^io7i 2^. am\
139,1 i9,5th^f6t]iP^7m 'Repentance prayed for ;^8,
M millers ordain d I'p.. and Conffion i^i. cf ori-
IMiracles in ihelVildernefs ^inal and a^ual bin 51,
114. plentiful ivith God 130.
Morning Pfalm 3, 141. Patience under JJiiitiom
of a Sabbath 5,19,63. 39. iinderPerfecutions yj^
Mortality ^Z' ^'^^.'7, 39. 49, 44. in Darknefs 77,130,
90. and Hop.c 89. ^;z^^ 131.
Gi^i'j Ettrnity 90, 102. Peace ^;7<5? Holinef encou-
N 7Y7^^i 34. with Men de*
l^Ation's lion:ur and fired 120.
-*-^ Safety is the Chur'c/)' ? cr f c6i\ons of God ill ^
48. Proferitybj, 144. 145, 147, 136.
Blefd and pufii/hed loy. Periecuted iS^/«/j /^m
National Deliverance 67, Prayer & Faith 35, 44,
75,76,12.4,126. Defia- 74,80,83.
;/3.'25, the Church's Safety Periecuticn, Vi^ory over
d Triumph in them 46. and
and
I N D
oncl Deliverance from it
7, 53,94, Courage in it
1 19, ryth Part.
Perfecutors funijh'd 7,
. 129,^4.9 Their Folly (4..
Complain d of 35,44,74.,
80, 83. Deliverance froin
than 94, 9, 10
Perfeverance 138. inTri-
: ah I 1 9, r 7th Part.
Perfoaai Glories of Chriji
45-
Peltilence, Prefervation
in it gi.
Piety, In fi ructions therein
34. fee Saint.
Pity to the Jffli^ed 41.
fee Charity, God.
Pleading without repining
39,123. the Promifes 1 1 9
1 0th Part.
Poor, Charity to them 15,
37, 4{, 112.
E X.
118. General 86, 145,
[50. for the Gofpel 98,
for Health refor'd 30,
lib. for Hearing Prayer
66,102. to Tefus Chrift
45. /r5z?2 ^//Nations T17
and Prayer publick 65.
for Vro\t&,\onfirace and
Truth 57./6rProvidence
and Grace 36. for Rain
6:;, 16^"!. from the Saints
1 49, 1 50. for Temporal
Blejings 68, 147. for
Temptations overcome
i^. for Vi£\ory in War
ibid.
Prayer heard 4, 34, 65,66,
in Time of War 20, and
Hope of ViSfory 20.
Pra'ije fuhlick 65. and
Hspe 27. in Church' sDi-
Jirefs 80. Heard b'ZiGn
reftord 102. and Faith
of perfecuted Saints 35,
37, 56. and Prafe for
Deliverance 34. for Re^
pentance and Pardon^^'c.
38./^^ Complaint.
Portion of Saints and Sin^
nersii, 17, 37.
Poverty confefsd 16.
Power and Majefly of God
89, 68, 145. jee God.
Vra^iic^iUtheifm 14,36. Perfevering Gr^tv 138
Praife /^ G5^/r(77«Chil-' Prefervation in Publick
dren 8,/crCreation ^«i Dangers 46, 91, 112.
Providence 33, 104. to Daily 121.
cr/r f Creator 100. /r^w Pride and Jiheifm^ and
all Creatures 148. fort- Opprefftonpunijh'd lOyiZ
minent Ddiverances 34, and Death 49,
Prieft-
INDEX.
Prlefthood of Chriji ^i^ and Drunkards lo^j^ ;
no. New-England 107. ,
Princes vain 62, 146. the fifth of Novembe
ProfelTion of Sincerity and 115, 124. for Great-
JRepentance, Sic. II g, 2^ Britain 67, 147, fe,
part, 139. Falfg 50. Morn. Even. dfc.
Promifes and ThreatJiings Publick Praife for pri-
81. pleaded 119, loth vate Mercies 116, 118,
Part. for Deliverance 124.
Profperity dangerous 55, Worjhip^ Ah fence from /.
73. ' complain d of t^l. Wor-
Profperous Sinners curfed Jhip attended on 122,
37' 4?» 73* I'rayer and Praife 65,
Protedion, Truth and 84.
Gr<7t*^ 57. By Day and Punifhment of Sinners r.
Night 121. II, 37. and Salvation
Providence, its TVifdom 78, 81, 106. fee Afflic-
and Equity g.andCreation tion.
33, 135, 136. and Grace Purpofes holy 119. 15th
36, 147. and Ferfe£lions Part.
of God ;6. //J Myfiery Q,
unfolded 73. recorded']*]^ i^Ualifications ^/^ «
78, 107. in Air^ Earth ^^<^-Ohrif}ian 15, 24.
and Sea 35, 65,89, 104, Quarrelfome Neighbours
107, 147. 120.
Prudence and Zeal 39. Quickning Grace 119,
Pfalm/^r Soldiers 18, 60. 16th Part.
/or old Age ^i. for Huf- R
bandmen b^, for a Fune- "D Ain fro?n Heaven 135
ral%g^go. for the Lord's ^^ 65,147.
Day 92. heforePrayerg^. Recovery from Sicknefs 6,
^^r^ Sermon ibid. /!?r 30, 116.
Magiflrates loi. /r Rejoicing /» Gtf</ i^. fsc
Houjholds 1 01. /or ^r/- Joy, Delrght.
rimrs 107. /r Gluttons Relative Dutia 15, 133.
Religion
I N D
ReVigion and Ju/iice 15.
IVords mid Deeds 37.
KthgioMsEducationT^^^^^ ^
Remembrance of former
Deliverance 77, 143.
K^'^^ntznctfionfejfton and
Pardon 32. and Prayer
for Pardon and Strength
38. and Faith iJi the
Blood of Chriji s^'
Reproach removed i^i^i-],
Reilgnation 39,123,131.
Refolutions holy 119,
15th Part.
Relloring Grace 138,23.
Refurre6tion and Death
ofChrift 2. 16. of the
Saints i6il'ji^(^^JJ. and
Death ^g, 71, 89.
Reverenc/«/F<7r/^//>89,99
Revolution by King Wil-
liam 75. ^
Riches their Vanity 49.
compared imth Grace 144.
Righteous, fee Saints.
Righteoufnefs fromChrifi
71. fee Salvation, Par-
don, Chrift.
S
SAbbath, fee Lord*s-
day.
Sacrifice 40, 51, 69. In-
carnation of Chrift 40.
Safefy in publick Dangers
91. and Triumph of the
EX.
Church in NattonalDefo-
lations ^6 An God 6i^and
delight in the Church 27.
Saints happy^ and Sinners
curfed 1,1 1,119,'ifl Part.
Safety in evil Times 12,
46. the befi \Co?npany 16.
chara£lerifed 15, 24. and
Sinners Portion^ r, 17,
dwell in Heaven 15, 24.
punijhed ^ faved 7 8, 1 06 »
God's Care of them 34.
Reward at 7^50,90,923
and Sinners End 37, i,
II. Patience and lVhrld*s
Haired'^'], chaftis^dand
Sinners dejlroyed g^.Diey
but Chriji lives I02. pu^
niJHd and pardoned 106 y
107. conduced to Heaven
10 5, 107. tried and pr e-
ferv'd 66,12 S. JffiiSticns
moderated 125, judging
the World 149.
Salvation cf Saints 1 0.
and Triumph 18. fi;ri
Defence in God 61. ^j?
Chrifl 69, 85.
Sanaity'd Jffli^ions 119
laft part, 94.
Satan fuhdued 3, 6, 13.
Scripture compard with
the Book of Nature 19,
119, 7th part. InfiruSti-
onfrom it 119, 4th Part
Delight,
INDEX.
Delight in it 119, 5th happy i, Ii. and Saints
and l8th Part. Holinefs Portion i, 17, 37, 50.
and Comfort from it 119, Hatred and Saints Pa-
6th parf. Perfevtions tience 37. dejiroyed^ and
119, 7th Part. Variety Saints chaftized^ 94.
and Excellency 119, 8th Sins of Tongue it^ ^^^k^^.
Part. Attended with the Slander Deliverance from
Spirit 119, 9th Part. it 31, 120.
Sealbns of the Year 65, Song, y^^ Pfalm.
147. Sorrows, y^^ Afflidion.
Seaman's Song 107. Sicknefs, ^c.
Secret Devotion 119, 2d Souls in a Jeparate State
Part, 34. 17,146,150.
Seeking God 63, 27. Spirit given at Chrift*s
Self-Examination,or£^'^- Jfcenficn 68, hisTeaching
dences of Grace 26, 13^. deftreduc)^ 9th Part 51.
Separate iSo«/i, Heaveni^. Spiritual Enemies ■ over-
Shepherd of Saints is God come 3, 18, 144. BleJ/ings
2 3. and Funijhmenti 8 1 . Mind-
Shipwreck prevented 107 ednejs iig. 2d Part. Jee
Sick-bed Devotion 6, 38, Saint, Grace, &c,
39, 116. Spoi^ \of Chriji the
Sicknefs healed 6, 30, King of the Church 45.
116. Spring of the Year 6^,
Signs of Chrift's Coming and Summer 65,104. and
12, 96, &c. Winter 147.
Sin of Nature 14. Origi- Storm ^«^ Thunder 29,
W <7«^/ a^ual, confefs'd 135, 148.
<7«^ pardon' d 51. ^«^ Strength, Repentance and
Chafiifement of Saints Pardon prayed for 38.
78, 106. Univerfal 14, from Chridj l, of Grace
Sincerityig, 26, 32, 139. 138.
Proved and r^it^^r^/^iSubmiflion 123, 131. to
18. profe/i 119. 3^ part. Chrtjl 2. to Sicknejs 39.
Sinner cufed and Saint Succds of the Gofpel 119,
110. Suffer-
1 N D t. X
SuiTerings and Death ^ Troubles, y^^ Afflidllons,
Cbri/i 22. andKingdom of Temptations.
G^r//? 2, 22,69,110. Truft in the Creatures
Summer b^.&^interi^y vain 62, 146.
Support and Counfel from Truth, Grace and Pro-
God 16. for the ajfliSied teciion 57, 145, 146. fee
and tempted 55, andCom- God. Faithfulnefs.
[fort inGodg^^y 119, 14th Tumult, Deliverancefrom
Part. it 1 185
Surety and Sacrifice, Chrl{\. V
40. T T7Anity of Man as
'TpEmptations overcome mortal 39, 89, 144.
-** 3, 18. in Sicknefs 6. of Life and Riches 4c,
.ef cape from them 25. of ^ °ngt?iV\CQ and Compaffion
the Devil 12- fupport un- ,68. again ft the Enemies
der ihe?n 3, 55, 94. of the Church 76, 149.
Tempter, fee Satan. Vidory hop' d and prayd
Tender Confdence 119. for 20. over Temptations
13th Part. 6, 1 8, 144. over Tem-
Thanks publick for pri- poral Enemies 18, and
vate Mercies 116, 118. Deliverance from Perje-
y^^ Praife. cut ion ^'^^
Threatnings, and ^j^Pro- Vineyard of God zvafied
mifes 81. 80.
Thunder and Storm 29, Unbelief and Envy cur'd
135,136,148. 37. Puniff)'d()^.
Times evil II, 12. Unchangeable God 89,
Tongue^5z;^r«W ;4, 39. 11 r.
Trial of our Graces by Af- Vows paid in the Church
fiiSlions b6, 125. of our 1 16. of Holimfs iig.
Hearts 26, 139. 15th part.
Triumph for Salvation W
18. and Safety of the '^n^T'Alting for Pardon
Church in national Dejo- and Dire^ion 25.
lations 46. at the lafl for anfwer to Prayer
Day i^g. 85,143.130. War
1 IN U tl, A.
War Prayer in Time of it 148. and Grace 19, 3;^,
10' Difappointments there- ill, 135, 136,. Gooa
in 60. Viilory 18. Spiri- profit Men^ not God 16.
/«j/ 18, 144. World'; Hatred ana
Warnings cf God to his Saints Patience 37.
People 8 r . Wo r ih i p and Order of tht
^Vatchfulnefs 19, 141. Gofpel 48. Delight in i.
'Over the Tongue 39. 84. with Reverence 89,
Weather 65, 107, 135, 99. Daily s^, 134, 141.
T47, 148. ■ in a Fajnily 133. Vuh-
Wickedy^^SInner, Saint, lick 63, 84, 122, 132,
Wickednefs of Man 14, Ahfence from it 42, 63.
36, 51. Wrath and Mercy fro?n
Wind, fee Providence, the Judgment -Seat 9.
Seafon§, Storm. See more in God, Pu-
Winter and Summer 147. nifhment. Sinner, Ven-
Wifdom and Equity of g€ance.
Providence 9 of. Goh in Z
his Jl'orks III. ty Eal and Prudence
Word of God, fee Scrip- -^39.
ture. Zion, its Citizens 15. See
Works cf Creation and Church.
Providence 104, 147, nff
The End of the Table cf Contents,
A
A
\ TABLE to find out any Psalm, or Part
of a Psalm, by the firft Line of it.
A ^ Fags,
LL ye that love the Lord rejoice 302
Almighty Ruler of the Skies 16
\midft thy Wrath remember Love 77
Vmidft th' Aflemblies ot the Great 157
A.mong the Princes earthly Gods 164.
^nd will the God of Grace 158
\re all the Foes of Sion Fools 109
A.re Sinners now fo fenfelefs grown 26
Arife my gracious God 32
Awake, ye Saints, to praife your King 270
B
DEhold the lofty Sky 3S
*^ Behold the Love, the generous Love 70
Behold the IMorning Sun 39
Behold the fure Foundation Stone 232
Behold thy waiting Servant Lord 242
Blefs, O my Soul, the living God 198
Bleft are the Sons of Peace 267
Blell are the Souls that hear and know '168
Bleft are the undefil'd in Heart 235
Bleft is the Man fof ever bleft 62
Bleft is the Man whofe Bowels move 84
Bleft is the Man who fnuns the Place i
Bieft is the Nation where the Lord 64
C
/^Hildren in Years and Knowledge young 67
^^ Come, Children, learn to fear the Lord 68
Come, let our Vtjices join to raife 185
Come, found his Praife abroad 184
Confider all my Sorrows, Lord 246
D
Avid rejoycM in God his Strength 44
Deep in our Hearts let us record 134
P Early
D
A T A B L E7
E
P Arly my God, without delay i ly
^-^ Exalt the Lord our God 102
F ^
pAr as thy Name~ is known 04
" Father, I blefs thy gentle Hand 249
Father, I fing thy wondrous Grace i 33
Firm and unmov'd are they 257
Firm was my Health, my Day was bright 58
Fools in their Hearts believe and fay 26
For ever bkiTed be the Lord 286
For ever (hall my Song record 166
From Age to Age exalt his Name 212
From all that dwell below the Skies 230
From deep Diftrefs and troubledThoughts 264,
G
/^Ive Thanks to God,he reigns above 211
^^ Give Thinks to God, invoke his Name 207
Give Thanks to God moft high 273
Give Thanks to God the fovereign Lord 271
Give to our God imm.ortal Praile 275
Give to the Lord, ye Sons of Fame 56
God in his earthly Temple lays 165
God is the Refuge of his Saints 91
God my Supporter and my Hope 14 1'
God ot eternal Love 2iq
God of my Childhood and my Youth 137
God of my Life look gently down 80
G6d of my Mercy and my Praife 217
God is the Lord, the heavenly King I25|j
Great God, attend while Zion fmgs J 6c
Great God, how oft did Jfrael prove 154 1,
Great God, indulge my humble Claim iigj,
Great God, the Heavens well ordered Frame 4i|j,
Great God, whofe univerfal Sway 138P
Great
H
A T A B L E.
jreat is the Lord exalted high 269
jreat is the Lord, his Works of Might 220
jreat is the Lord our God 93
jveat Shepherd ot thine T/'JW 155
H
AD not the Lord, may Ifrad fay 2 5'6
Happy is he that fears the Lord 223
tlappy the City where their Sons 287
iiappy the Man to whom his God 6x
jiappy the Man whofe cautious Feet 3
^ear me, O God, nor hide thy Face 195
.^ear what the Lord in Vifion faid 16S
Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail 23
He reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns 1S8
He that hath made his Refuge God 376
High in the Heavens, eternal God 7 1
How awful is thy chaft'ning Rod 150
How did my Heart rejoyce to hear 254.
'^OY-j fafl: their Guilt and Sorrows rife 29
rlow long, O Lord, fhall I complain 24.
"low long wilt thou conceal thy Face. 25
^ow pleafant, how divinely fair 159
^ow pleafant 'tis to' fee 268
^ow pleas'd and blefs'd v^as I "5 .
iiow Ihail the Youns; fecure their Hearts :.:::'
i
^^Ehevah reigns : he dwells in Li^ht loCju
J J ejus our Lord, afcend thy Throne ^-'^T
Jefus fhall reign where-e'er the Sun 27 '"
f God fucceed not, ail die Coft aBc
.f God to build the Houfe deny r6^%
. lift my Soul- to God ^2-
'11 blefs the Lord from Day to Day 6-T
'11. praife my Maker with my Bresiii
i'il rpeak the Honours of my Kino;
.P ? "
.91:
A TABLE.
I love the Lord : He heard my Cries
In all my vaft Concerns with thee
Jn Anger, Lord, rebuke me not
In God's own Houfe pronounce his Praife
In Judah God ot old was known
Into thine Hand, O God of Truth
Joy to the World ; the Lord is come
I itt the Lord before my Face
is there Ambition in my Heart
It is the Lord our Saviour's Hand
Judge me, O Lord, and prove my Ways
Judges who rule the World by Laws
Juft are thy Ways and true thy Word
i waited patient for the Lord
I will extol thee. Lord, on high
L
T ET all the Earth their Voices ralfe
*^ Let all the Heathen Writers join
Let Children hear the miglity Deeds
Let every Creature join
, Let every Tongue thy Goodnefs fpeak
.^Ltt vTod arlfc in all his Might
^Let Sinners take their Courfe
, Let Sion in her King rejoyce
^ ]jtl Zicn and her Sons rejoyce
j^ong as I live I'll blefs thy Name
hail thou cafi the Nations off
1 aoi thine : But thou wilt prove
I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin '
'd, I can fuffer thy Rebukes
»rJ, I elleem thy Judgments right
if thine Eyes furve-y our Faults
j'Lord, if thou doft not foon appear
Lord, I have made thy Word my Choice
Lord, in the Mormng thou (halt hear
.Lopd,
A T A B L E.
Lordj I Vv'IlI blefs thee all my Days 66
Lord> I wou'd fjrfead.my fore Diftrels jcj
Lord of the Worlds above 262
Lord, thou haft call'd thy Grace to mind 263
Lord, thou haft heard thy Servants cry 231
Lord, thou haft fearch'd and ken rne thro* 277
Lord, thou haft feen my Soul fmcere 34.
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 10
Lord, 'tis a pleafant thing to ftand ,179
Lord, we have heard thy Works of old 86
Lord, what a feeble Piece 175
Lord, what a tho'tlefs Wretch was I .742
Lord, what is Man, poor feeble .IvI an 286
Lord, what was Man when made at firit 17
Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er j'C-z
F-yord, when thou cidft afcend on high i;,-
Loud Hallelujahs to the Lord 20':
Lo, what a glorious Corner-ftone c?.'
Lo, what an entertaining Sight 26"
M
TI/TAKER and Sov'reign Lord
-^^^ Mercy and Judgment are my Song :
Mine Eyes and my Defire
My God, accept my early Vows 28
My God, confider miy Diftrefs 24^^
My God, how many are my Fears j
My God, in whom are all the Spring* "' ''^'^^
M.y God, my everlafting Hope j
My God, my King, thy vanous Praife ;_o;
My God, permit my tongue ;^
My God, the Steps of pious Men t»|
My God, what inward Grief 1 feel :,iio
My Heart rejoices in thy Name ro
My never ceafing Songs fhall fhew jt:
My Refuse is the God of Love :
P I. Mv
A U^ A B L E.
Ivly righteous Judge, my gracious Gcd 2S4.
My Saviour and my King ' g^
My Saviour, my Almighty Friend 136
My Shepherd is the Living Lord 48
My Shepherd will fupply my Need 49
My Saul, how lovely is the Place ibo
My Soul lies cleaving to the Duft 248
My Soul repeat his Praile 2ci
My Soul thy Great Creator praife 203,
My Spirit look-s to God alone 116
My Spirit {inks within me, Lord 85
Tviy Truft is in niy Heavenly Friend 13
1^0 Sleep nor Slumber to his Fves
^^ Not to ourNames thou onlyjuii &True
j:\Qt to ourfeives who are but Duit
Now be my Heart infpir'd to fing
Now from the roaring Lion's Rage
Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kiad
Now let our Lips with holy Fear
Now kt our mournful Songs record
Now may the God of Power and Grace
Now p'ead my Caufe, Almighty God
Now Ihali my folemii Vows be paid
O
^ All ye Nations, praife the Lord
. ^/^.blelTed Souls are they
O'^f ifs t(^'he Lord, my Soul
(^ Britain:, praife thy mighty God
JuiVicdi'* and of Grace I fmg
Kjjor a (lAout of facred Joy
O God my/ Retuge, hear my Cries
O God of^ Grace and Righteoufnefs
0 God of Mercy hear my Call
O Gud tc/ whom Revenge belongs
A T A B L E.
O happy Man whole Soul is fili'd 26 r
O happy Nation where the Lord 65
O how I love thy holy Law 2^8
O Lord, how many are my Foes 8
O Lord our Heavenly King j ^
O Lord our God, how wondrous great 15
O that the Lord would guide my Ways 243
O that thy Statutes ev'ry Hour 247
O thou that hear'ilwhen Sinners cry 106
O thdu whofe Grace and JuiVice reigns 255
O thou whofs Juftice reigns on high 212
Our God our Help in Ages pad 173
Out of the Deeps of long Diftrefs 263
O what a itiff rebellious Houfe 1 cz
P
pRaife waits in Zlon Lord, for thee ^^n
•*• Praife ye the Lord, exalt his Name 26'^
Praife ye the Lord, my Heart ihall join 20^
Praife ye the Lord, 'tis good to raife ^9^
Preferve me Lord, in time of Need ^Y
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oice ye Righteous in the Lord 1
Remember, Lord, our mortal State ^ 35
Return, O God of Love, return 179
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O Alvation is fo-r ever nigh
*^ Save me, O God, the fwelling Floods-
Save me, O Lord, from every Foe
See what a living Stone
Shew Pity, Lord ; O Lord forgive
Shine, mighty God, on Britain fhine
Sing all ye Nations to the Lord
Sing to the Lord aloud
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's Name '^■Cf^'^
Sing to the Lord with joyful Voice vi?^
A TABLE.
Sing to the Lord ye diftant Lands
Songs ot Immortal Praife belong
Soon as I heard my Father fay
Surfe there's a righteous God
Sweet is the Memory of thy Grace
Sweet is the Work, m.y God, my King
'TpEach me the Meafure of my Days
-■• Th' Almighty reigns exalted high
That Man is bieft who ftands in Awe
The Earth for ever js the Lord's
Thee will i love, O Lord my Strength
The God 'Jehovah reigns
The God of Glory fends his Summons forth
Tlie God of our Salvation hears
,The Heav'ns declare thy Glory, Lord
iXhe King of Saints how fair his Face
i^ tie King, O Lord, with Songs of Praife
4^^ e Lord appears my Helper now
^^^ e Lord, how w'ondrous are his Ways
^.*^V Lord Jehovah reigns
' ^ e Lord is come : The Heavens proclaim
,.^^'e Lord my Shepherd is
^I'He Lord of Glory is my Light
The Lord of Glory reigns, he reigns on high
7'he Lord the Judge before his Throne
The Lord the Judge his Churches warns
The Lord the fov'reign King
The Lord the Sovereign fends his Summons
forth 100
The Man is ever bleft 2
r\^^ Praife of S'lon waits for thee I2i
^^^Wonders, Lord, thy Love has wrought "83
^:J^^"mighiy God on feeble Man 171
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A T A B L £.
This fpacious Earth is all the Lord's
Thou art my Portion, O my God
Thou God of Love, thou ever bled
Thro' every Age, eternal God
Thrice happy Man who fears the Lord
Thus I refolv*d before the Lord
Thus faitk the Lord, the fpacious Fields
Thus faith the Lord, your Work is vain
Thus the eternal Father fpake 217
Thus the great Lord of Earth and Sea 218
Thy Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord
Thy Name, Almighty Lord
Thy Works of Glory, mighty Lord
'Tis by thy Strength the Mountains ftand
To God I cry'd with mournful Voice
To God I made my Sorrows known
To God the great : the ever blefl
To Heaven 1 lift my waiting Eyes
To our Almighty Maker, God
To thee before the dawning Light
To thee moft holy and mofc high
To thine Almighty Arm we owe 1
'Twas for thy Sake, eternal God 135
'Twas from thy Hand, my God, I came 279
'Twas in the Watches of the Night 118
V
Ain Man on foolifh Pleafurebent 213
Unfhaken as the facred Hill 25'
Up from my Youth may Ifraelh^ 2
Up to the Hills I lift mine Eyes
Upward I lift mine Eyes
W
E blefs the Lord, the juil, the good ...
We love thee. Lord, and we adore '^^/^:i
W^hat ihall I render to my God "^(J^^
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^ A T A B L E.
When Chrift to Judgment fhall defcend 99
When God is nigh, my Faith is ftrong 30
When God provok'd with daring Crimes 215
When God reftor'd our captive State 258
When God reveal'd his gracious Name 259
When Ifrael freed from Pharach's Hand 225
When Ifrael (ins ^ the Lord reproves 253
When 1 with pjeafing Wonder ftand 282
When Man grows bold in Sin 73
When overwhehnM with Grief 1 16
When Pain and Anguifh feize me, Lord 249
When the great Judge fupreme and juft i^
Where fhall the Man be found 53
Where ih^i we go to feek and find 265
While 1 \'s\p Silence and conceal 62
While M.:rj>/^row bold in wicked "Ways 72
Who fliall afcend thy Heavenly Place 28
Who fliall inhabit in thy Hill 27
Who Ihall arjfe and plead my Right 183
Wliy did the Jezvs proclaim their Rage 6
Why did the Nations join to flay 5
W^hy do the Proud infult the Poor' 97
^'hy do the wealthy wicked boaft , 75
Why doth the Lord ftand off fo far 20
Why doth the Man of Riches grow
Why has my God my Soul torfook
Why fhould I vex my Soul and fret
'f^^ili God for ever call us off
Xhlith all my Po A'ers of Heart and Tongue
fc^h earneli Longings of the Mind
The h my whole Heart I'll raife my Song t8
^^^Q ii my whole Heart I've fought thy Face 245
G t^ai Reverence let the Saints appear 167
With Songs and Honours founding loud 294
Would you behold the Works of God 213,
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A TABLE.
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XtE holy Souls In God rejoyce 64
* Ye Illands of the Northern Sea 189
Ye Nations round the Earth rejoyce 292
Ye Servants of th' Almighty King 224
Ye Sons of Men, a feeble Race 177
Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Jufl 96
Ye that delight to ferve the Lord 223
Ye that obey th* immortal King 268
Ye Tribes of Ada?n join 295
Yet (faith the Lord) it David's Race 160
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