FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
 BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 
 
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 PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
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 PSALMS and HYMNS, 
 
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 PUBLICK WORSHIP. 
 
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 Printed by MANNING and LORING. 
 
 1799. 
 
PSALMS, 
 
 Sele&ed principally from Tate and Brady. 
 
 Psalm I. Common Metre, 
 The good Man happy , the Sinner mife fable. 
 
 xlOW blefs'd is he, who ne'er confents 
 
 By ill advice to walk ; 
 Nor ftands in Tinners' ways, nor fits 
 
 Where rnen profanely talk ! 
 II. 
 Bur makes the perfect law of God 
 
 His bufinefs and delight ; 
 Devoutly reads therein by day, 
 
 And meditates by night, 
 III. 
 Like fome fair tree, which fed by dreams 
 
 With timely fruit does bend, 
 He ftill fhall flourifh, and fuccefs 
 
 All his defigns attend. 
 
4 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Ungodly men, and their attempts, 
 
 No lafting root fhall find ; 
 Untimely blafted, and difpers'd, 
 
 Like chaff before the wind. 
 V. 
 For God approves the juft man's ways;; 
 
 To happinefs they tend ; 
 But finners, and the paths they tread, 
 
 Shall both in ruin end. 
 
 Psalm II. Common Metre. 
 The Exaltation of the Son of God ^ 
 
 ATTEND, O earth,' whilft I declare 
 
 (Jod's UiicontroIFd decree : 
 " Thou art my Son ; this day, my heir, 
 
 " Have I begotten thee. 
 II. 
 u Alk, and receive thy full demands ; 
 
 " Thine fhall the heathen be : 
 " The utmoft limits of the lands 
 
 " Shall be poflefs'd by thee." 
 III. 
 Learn then, ye princes, and give ear, 
 
 Ye judges of the earth ; 
 Worfhip the Lord with holy fear ; 
 
 Rejoice with awful mirth. 
 
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 Psalm III. Common Metre. 
 
 Doubts and Fears fupprejed : a Morning 
 Pfalm. 
 
 1 HOU, O my God, art my defence ; 
 
 On thee my hopes rely : 
 Thou art my glory, and fhalt yet 
 Lift up my head on high. 
 II. 
 Since whenfoe'er, in deep diftrefs, 
 
 To God I made my pray'r, 
 
 He heard me from his holy hill ; 
 
 Why fhould I now defpair ? 
 
 III. 
 
 Guarded by him, I laid me down 
 
 My fweet repofe to take ; 
 For I through him fecurely fleep, 
 Through him in fafety wake. 
 IV. 
 Salvation to the Lord belongs, 
 
 He only can defend ; 
 His bleffing he extends to all 
 That on his pow'r depend. 
 
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6 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm IV. Common Metre. 
 
 True Happinefs only in God : an Evening 
 Pfalm. 
 
 CONSIDER that the righteous man 
 
 Is God's peculiar choice ; 
 And when to him I make my pray'r, 
 
 He always hears my voice. 
 IT. 
 Then ftand in awe of his commands, 
 
 Flee ev'ry thing that's ill ; 
 Commune in private with your hearts, 
 
 And bend them to his will. 
 III. 
 The place of other facrifice 
 
 Let righteoufnefs fupply ; 
 And let your hope, fecurely fix'd, 
 
 On God alone rely. 
 IV. 
 While worldly minds impatient grow 
 
 More profp'rous times to fee ; 
 Still let the glories of thy face 
 
 Shine brightly, Lord, on me. 
 
 So (hall my heart o'erflow with joy, 
 More lafting, and more true, 
 
 Than theirs who ftores of corn and wine 
 Succeffively renew. 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 VI. 
 Then down in peace I'll lay my head, 
 
 And take my needful reft : 
 No other guard, O Lord, I crave, 
 
 Of thy defence pofleft. 
 
 Psalm V. Common Metre. 
 For the Lord's Day Morning. 
 
 JLORD, hear the voice of my complaint, 
 
 Accept my fecret pray'r : 
 To thee alone, my King, my God, 
 
 Will I for help repair. 
 II. 
 Thou in the morn my voice ihalt hear* 
 
 And with the dawning day 
 To thee devoutly I'll look up, 
 
 To thee devoutly pray. 
 III. 
 But when thy boundlefs grace mail me 
 
 To thy lov'd courts reftore, 
 On thee I'll fix my longing eyes, 
 
 And humbly there adore. 
 IV. 
 Lord, let all thofe who truft in thee, 
 
 With fhouts their joy proclaim ; 
 Let them rejoice whom thou preferv'ft, 
 
 And all that love thy name. 
 
8 PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 To righteous men, the righteous Lord 
 
 His bleffing will extend ; 
 And with his favour all his faints, 
 
 As with a fhield, defend. 
 
 Psalm VIII. Common Metre. 
 
 God's Sovereignty and Goodnefs ; and Mart's 
 Dominion over the Creatures. 
 I. 
 O THOU to whom all creatures bow 
 
 Within this earthly frame, 
 Through all the world how great art thou ! 
 How glorious is thy name ! 
 II. 
 When heav'n, thy beauteous work on high, 
 
 Employs my wond'ring fight ; 
 The moon that nightly rules the fky, 
 With ftars of feebler light ; 
 III. 
 What's man (fay I) that, Lord, thou lov'ft 
 
 To keep him in thy mind ? 
 Or what his offspring, that thou prov'ft 
 To him fo wond'rous kind ? 
 IV. 
 Him next in pow'r thou didft create 
 
 To thy celeftial train, 
 Ordain d with dignity and ftate 
 O'er all thy works to reign. 
 
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 v. 
 They jointly own his pow'rful fway, 
 
 The beafts that prey or graze ; 
 The bird that wings its airy way ; 
 The fifh that cuts the feas. 
 VI. 
 
 thou to whom all creatures bow 
 Within this earthly frame, 
 
 Through all the world how great art thou ! 
 How glorious is thy name ! 
 
 Psalm IX. Common Metre. 
 The Truths Juftice^ and Goodnefs of God, 
 
 1 O celebrate thy praife, O Lord, 
 
 I will my heart prepare- 
 To all the lift'ning^ world thy works, 
 
 Thy wond'rous works declare. 
 II. 
 The thought of them mall to my foul 
 
 Exalted pleafures bring ; 
 Whilft to thy name, O thou Moil High ! 
 
 Triumphant praife I fing. 
 III. 
 The Lord for ever lives, who has 
 
 His righteous throne prepar'd* 
 Impartial juftice to difpenfe, 
 
 To punifh or reward, 
 
jo " T S A L M S. 
 
 IV. 
 
 God is a conftant fure defence 
 
 Againft oppreffing rage ; 
 As troubles rife, his needful aids 
 
 In our behalf engage. 
 V. 
 All thofe who have his goodnefs prov'd, 
 
 Will in his truth confide ; 
 Whofe mercy ne'er forfook the man 
 
 That on his help rely'd. 
 VI. 
 Sing praifes therefore to the Lord, 
 
 All ye who love his name ; 
 And with loud ihouts of grateful joy 
 
 His faving pow'r proclaim. 
 
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 God loves the righteous •> and hates the wicked. 
 
 "Vv HEN once the firm affurance fails, 
 
 Which publick faith imparts, 
 'Tis time for innocence to fly 
 
 From fuch deceitful arts. 
 II. 
 The Lord hath both a temple here, 
 
 And righteous throne above ; 
 Where he furveys the fons of men, 
 
 And how their counfels move. 
 
PSALMS, U 
 
 in. 
 Jf God, the righteous, whom he loves, 
 
 For trial does correct, 
 What muft thefons of violence, 
 
 Whom he abhors, expert ? ' 
 1Y. 
 The righteous Lord will righteous deeds 
 
 With fignal favour grace; 
 And to the upright man difclofe 
 
 The brightnefs of his face. 
 
 Psalm XV, Common Metre. 
 The Char after of a good Man. 
 
 JLORD, who's the happy man, that may 
 
 To thy blefs'd courts repair ; 
 Not ftranger-like, to vifit them, 
 
 But to inhabit there ? 
 II. 
 *Tis he, whofe ev'ry thought and deed 
 
 By rules of virtue moves ; 
 Whofe gen'rous tongue difdains to fpeak 
 
 The thing his heart difproves. 
 III. 
 Who never did a flander forge, 
 
 His neighbour's fame to wound, 
 Nor hearken to a falfe report, 
 
 By malice whifper'd round. 
 
tz PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 Who vice, in all its pomp and pow'r, 
 
 Can treat with juft neglect ; 
 And piety, though cloth'd in rags, 
 
 Religioufly refpe£t. 
 V. 
 Who to his plighted vows and truft 
 
 Has ever firmly flood ; 
 And though he promife to his lofs, 
 
 He makes his promife good. 
 VI. 
 Who feeks not in oppreflive ways 
 
 His treafure to employ ; 
 Whom no rewards can ever bribe, 
 
 The guiltlefs to deftroy. 
 VII. 
 The man who by his fteady courfe 
 
 Has happinefs enfur'd, 
 When earth's foundation fhakes, fhall ftand 
 
 By providence fecur'd. 
 
 Psalm XVI. Common Metre. 
 Hope of the Refurreclion. 
 
 1 L 
 
 1 STRIVE each action to approve 
 
 To God's all-feeing eye ; 
 No danger fhall my hopes remove, 
 Becaufe he ftill is nigh. 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 II. 
 Therefore my heart all grief defies, 
 
 My glory does rejoice : 
 My flefh fhall reft, in hope to rife, 
 
 Wak'd by his powerful voice. 
 III. 
 He will the paths of life difplay, 
 
 Which to his prefence lead ; 
 Where pleafures dwell without allay, 
 
 And joys that never fade. 
 
 Psalm XVIII. Long Metre. 
 Confidence in the Protection of God, 
 
 JN O change of times fhall ever fhock 
 
 My firm affection, Lord, to thee : 
 For thou haft always been a rock, 
 
 A fortrefs and defence to me. 
 II: 
 Thou my deliverer art, my God ; 
 
 My truft is in thy mighty pow'r : 
 Thou art my fhield from foes abroad, 
 
 At home my fafeguard and my tow'r. 
 III. 
 To heav'n I made my mournful pray'r, 
 
 To God addrefs'd my humble moan • 
 Who gracioufly inclin'd his ear, 
 
 And heard me from his lofty throne. 
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 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 The LORD did on my fide engage ; 
 
 Fromheav'n,his throne, my caufe upheld; 
 And fnatch'd me from the furious rage ^ 
 Of threat'ning waves that proudly fwell'd. 
 V. 
 Thou to the juft (halt juftice mow ; 
 
 The pure thy purity fhall fee : 
 Such as perverfely choofe to go, 
 
 Shall meet with due returns from thee. 
 VI. 
 Then who deferves to be ador'd, 
 
 But God, on whom my hopes depend? 
 Or who, except the mighty Lord, 
 Can with refiftlefs power defend ? 
 
 Psalm XIX. Firft Part. Common Metre, 
 
 The Voice of Nature proclaiming God. 
 
 I. 
 THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, 
 
 Which that alone can fill ; 
 The firmament and ftars exprefs 
 
 Their ereat Creator's fkill. 
 II. 
 The dawn of each returning day 
 
 Frefh beams of knowledge brings % 
 From darkeft night's fucceffive rounds 
 
 Divine inftru&ion fprings. 
 
PSALMS. 15 
 
 III. 
 Their pow'rful language to no realm 
 
 Or region is confin'd ; 
 'Tis nature's voice, and underftood 
 
 Alike by all mankind. 
 IV. 
 Their doctrine does its facred fenfe 
 
 Through earth's extent difplay ; 
 Whofe bright contents the circling fun 
 
 Does round the world convey. 
 V. 
 No bridegroom for his nuptials drefs'd, 
 
 Has fuch a cheerful face : 
 No giant doth like him- rejoice 
 
 To run his glorious race. 
 VI. 
 From eaft to weft, from weft to eaft, 
 
 His reftlefs courfe he goes ; 
 And, through his progrefs, cheerful light 
 
 And vital warmth beftows. 
 
 Psalm XIX. Firft Part. Long Metre, 
 The Heavens declare the glory of God. 
 
 1 HE fpacious firmament on high, 
 With all the blue ethereal fky, 
 And fpangled heav'ns, a fhining frame, 
 Their great original proclaim. 
 
16 PSALMS. 
 
 II. 
 
 Tli' unwearied fun from day to day- 
 Does his Creator's pow'r diiplay, 
 And publishes to ev'ry land 
 The work of an almighty hand. 
 
 III. 
 Soon as the ev'ning fhades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, 
 And nightly to the lift ning earth 
 Repeats the ftory of her birth : 
 
 IV. 
 Whilft all the ftars which round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings, as they roll, 
 And fpread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 V. 
 Wl^t though in folemn fnence all 
 Move round the dark terreftrial ball ; 
 Wliat though no real voice nor found 
 Amidft their radiant orbs be found : 
 
 VI. 
 \n reafon's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever ringing as they fhine, 
 The hand that made us is divine. 
 
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 Psalm XIX. SecondPart. Common Metre. 
 The Excellency of the Scriptures. 
 
 VjtOD's perfefl: law converts the foul, 
 
 Reclaims from falfe defires ; 
 With facred wifdom his fure word 
 
 The ignorant infpires. 
 II. 
 The ftatutes of the Lord are juft, 
 
 And bring fincere delight ; 
 His pure commands in fearch of truth 
 
 Affift the feebleft fight. 
 III. 
 His perfect worfhip here is fix'd, 
 
 On fure foundations laid ; 
 His equal laws are in the fcales 
 
 Of truth and juftice weigh'd. 
 IV. 
 Of more efteem than golden mines, 
 
 Or gold refin'd with fkill ; 
 More fweet than honey, or the drops 
 
 That from the comb diftil. 
 V. 
 But what frail man obferves how oft 
 
 He does from virtue fall ? 
 O ! cleanfe me from my fecret faults, 
 
 Thou God that know'ft them all 
 
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i8 PSALMS. 
 
 VI. 
 Let no prefumptuous fin, O Lord, 
 
 Dominion have o'er me ; 
 That by thy grace preferv'd, I may 
 
 The great tranfgreffion flee. 
 
 Psalm XX. Common Metre. 
 For a Day of Prayer i?i time of War. 
 
 To thy falvation, Lord, for aid, 
 
 We cheerfully repair, 
 With banners in thy name difplay'd : 
 
 O Lord, accept our pray'r. 
 II. 
 Our hopes are fix'd, that now the Lord 
 
 His people will defend ; 
 From heav'n refiftlefs aid afford, 
 
 And to our pray'r attend. 
 III. 
 Some truft in fteeds, for war defign'd ; 
 
 On chariots ibme rely ; 
 Againft them all we'll call to mind 
 
 The pow'r of God'moft high. 
 IV. 
 But from their fteeds and chariots thrown 
 
 Behold them through the plain, m 
 Diforder'd, broke, and trampled down, 
 
 Whilft firm our troops remain. 
 
PSALMS, 19 
 
 v. 
 Still fave us, Lord, and ftill proceed 
 
 Our rightful caufe to blefs ; 
 Hear, King of heav'n, in times of need, 
 
 The pray'rs that we addrefs. 
 
 Psalm XXII. EirftPart. Common Metre. 
 For Good Friday. 
 
 iVlY God, my God, why Ieav'ft thou me, 
 
 \V hen I with anguifh faint ? 
 O ! why fo far from me remov'd, 
 
 And from my loud complaint ? 
 II. 
 My blood like water's fpill'd, my joints 
 
 Are rack'd and out of frame ; 
 My heart diffolves within my breaft, 
 
 Like wax before the flame. 
 III. 
 My ftrength like potter's earth is parch'd, 
 
 My tongue cleaves to my jaws ; 
 And to the filent fliades of death 
 
 My fainting foul withdraws. 
 IV. 
 Like blood-hounds to furround me, they fc 
 
 In pack'd affemblies meet ; 
 They pierc'd my inofTenfive hands, 
 
 They pierc'd my harmlefs feet. 
 
so PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 My body's rack'd, till all my bones- 
 
 Diftinftly may be told : 
 Yet fuch a fpe&acle of wo 
 
 As paftime they beholds 
 VI. 
 As fpoil, my garments they divide, 
 
 Lots for my vefture caft : 
 Therefore approach, O Lord, my ftrength, 
 
 And to my fuccour hafte. 
 
 Psalm XXII. Second Part. Com. Metre. 
 Obedience to God due from all Men. 
 
 LET all the glad converted world 
 
 To God their homage pay ; 
 And fcatter'd nations of the earth 
 
 One fov'reign Lord obey, 
 II. 
 'Tis his fupreme prerogative 
 
 O'er fubjecl kings to reign : 
 'Tis juft that he mould rule the world. 
 
 Who does the world fuftain. 
 III. 
 The rich, who are with plenty fed, 
 
 His bounty muft confefs ; 
 The fons of want, by him reliev'd, 
 
 Their gen'rous patron blefs. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 With humble worfhip to his throne, 
 
 Let all for aid re fort : 
 That pow'r which firffc their beings gave, 
 
 Can only them fuppon. 
 
 Psalm XXIII. Common Metre. 
 God our Shepherd. 
 
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 I HE Lord- himfelf* the mighty Lord, 
 
 Vouchfafes to be my guide, 
 The fhepherd, by whole conftant care 
 My wants are all fupply'd. 
 II. 
 In tender grafs he makes me feecT ? 
 
 And gently there repofe ; 
 Then leads me to cool fhades, and where 
 Refrefhing water flows, 
 III. 
 He does my wandering foul reclaim, 
 
 And to his endlefs praife, 
 Inftrucl: with humble zeal to walk 
 In his moft righteous ways. 
 IV. 
 I pafs the gloomy vale of death, 
 
 From fear and danger free ; 
 For there his aiding rod and ftaff 
 Defend and comfort me, 
 
a* PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 Since God doth thus his wond'rous love 
 
 Through all my life extend, 
 That life to him I will devote, 
 
 And in his worfhip fpend. 
 
 Psalm XXIII. Six Line Long^ Metre. 
 God our Shepherd. 
 I. 
 THE Lord my pafture {hall prepare* 
 And feed me with a fhepherd's care : 
 His prefence {hall my wants fupply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noon-day walks he {hall attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 II. 
 When in the lultry glebe T faint,. 
 Or on the thirfty mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads 
 My weary, wancf ring fteps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, foft and flow, 
 Amid the verdant landfcape flow. 
 
 III. 
 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious, lonely wilds I ftray, 
 His prefence {hall my pains beguile : 
 The barren wildernefs {hall fmile, 
 With fudden greens and herbage crown'd r 
 And ftreams mall murmur all around, 
 
PSALMS. 23 
 
 IV. 
 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrours overfpread, 
 My fteadfaft heart fhall fear no ill, 
 For, thou, O Lord, art with me ftillj 
 Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid, 
 And guide me through the difmal fhade. 
 
 Ps alm XXIV. Firft Part. Common Metre, 
 The Man whom God approves. 
 
 1 HIS fpacious earth is all the Lord's ; 
 
 The Lord her fulnefs is ; 
 The world, and all that dwell therein, 
 By fov'reign right are his. 
 II. 
 But for himfelf, this Lord of all 
 
 One chofen feat defign'd : 
 O ! who fhall to that facred hill 
 Deferv'd admittance find ? 
 III. 
 The man whofe hands and heart are pure, 
 
 Whofe thoughts from pride are free ; 
 Who honeft poverty prefers 
 To gainful perjury. 
 IV. 
 This, this is he, on whora the Lord 
 
 Shall fhow'r his bleffings down ; 
 Whom God his Saviour fhall vouchfafe 
 With righteoufnefs to crown. 
 
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 v. 
 Such is the race of faints, by whom 
 
 The facred courts are trod ; 
 And fuch the pious profelytes, 
 
 That feek the face of God. 
 
 Psalm XXIV. Second Part. Com. Metre. 
 
 The Lord the King cf Glory. 
 I. 
 ERECT your heads, eternal gates ; 
 
 Unfold, to entertain 
 The King of glory : fee ! he comes 
 With his celeftial train. 
 II. 
 Who is this King of glory ? who ? 
 
 The Lord for ftrength renown'd : 
 In battle mighty ; o'er his foes 
 Eternal vlftor crown'd. 
 III. 
 Ered your heads, ye gates, unfold, 
 
 In ftate to entertain 
 The King of glory : fee ! he comes 
 With all his fli'ming train. 
 IV. 
 Who is this King of glory ? who ? 
 The Lord of. hofts renown'd : 
 Of glory he alone is King, 
 Who is with glory crown'd. 
 
PSALMS. 2 S 
 
 Psalm XXV. Firft Part. Short Metre. 
 Seeking divine Forgivenefs and Direction* 
 
 1 HY mercies, and thy love, 
 O Lord, recal to mind ; 
 And gracioufly continue ftill, 
 As thou wert ever, kind. 
 
 II. 
 Let all my youthful crimes 
 Be blotted out by thee ; 
 And, for thy wond'rous goodnefs' fake, 
 In m^rcy think on me. 
 
 III. 
 His mercy, and his truth, 
 The righteous Lord difplays, 
 In bringing wand'ring finners home, 
 And teaching them his ways. 
 
 IV. 
 He thofe in juftice guides, 
 Who his direction feek ; 
 And in his facred paths mail lead 
 The humble and the meek. 
 
 V. 
 Through all the ways of God 
 Both truth and mercy fhine, 
 To fuch as with religious hearts, 
 To his bleis'd will incline. 
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2 6 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm XXV. Second Part. Short Metre. 
 
 God's Companion to thofe who humbly obey 
 him. 
 
 I. 
 
 SlNCE mercy is the grace 
 
 That moft exalts thy fame, 
 Forgive my heinous fin, O Lord, 
 
 And fo advance thy name. 
 II. 
 
 Whoe'er with humble fear, 
 
 To God his duty pays, 
 Shall find the Lord a faithful guide, 
 
 In all his righteous ways. 
 III. 
 
 For God to all his faints 
 
 His fecret will imparts y 
 And does his gracious covenant write 
 
 In their obedient hearts. 
 
 Psalm XXVII. Common Metre. 
 The Safety of trifling in God. 
 
 I. 
 CONTINUE, Lord, to hear my voice, 
 
 Whene'er to thee I cry ; 
 In mercy all my pray'rs receive, 
 
 Nor my requeft deny. 
 
PSALMS. 2; 
 
 11. 
 
 When us to feek thy glorious face 
 
 Thou kindly doft advife ; 
 Thy glorious face I'll always feek, 
 
 My grateful heart replies. 
 III. 
 Then hide not thou thy face, O Lord, 
 
 Nor me in wrath reject : 
 My God and Saviour, leave not him 
 
 Thou didft fo oft protect. 
 IV. 
 I trulied that my future life 
 
 Should with thy love be crown'd ; 
 Or elfe my fainting foul had fdnk, 
 
 With forrow compafs'd round. 
 V. 
 God's time with patient faith expect, 
 
 And he'll infpire thy bread 
 With inward ftrength : do thou thy part, 
 
 And leave to him the reft. 
 
 Psalm XXIX. Long Metre. 
 The Majejly of God in Thunder. 
 
 JEHOVAH with amazing noife, 
 The wat'ry clouds in funder breaks ; 
 
 The ocean trembles at his voice, 
 
 When he from heav'n in thunder fpeaks. 
 
28 PSALMS. 
 
 II. 
 How full of pow'r his voice appears ! 
 
 With what majeftick terrour crown'd ! 
 Which from the roots tall cedars tears, 
 
 And flrews their fcatter'd branches round. 
 
 III. 
 They, and the hills on which they grow, 
 
 Are fometimes hurry'd far away ; 
 And leap like hinds that bounding go, 
 
 Or unicorns in youthful play. 
 IV. 
 When God in thunder loudly fpeaks, 
 
 And fcatter'd flames of lightning fends, 
 The vallies roar, the defart quakes, 
 
 The ftubborn foreft lowly bends. 
 V. 
 He makes the hinds to caft their young, 
 
 And lays the beads' dark coverts bare - r 
 While thofe that to his courts belong, 
 
 Securely ling his praifes there. 
 VI. 
 God rules the angry floods on high ; 
 
 His boundlefs fway (hall never ceafe ; 
 His people he'll with ftrength fupply, 
 
 And blefs his own with conftant peace. 
 
PSALMS. 29 
 
 Psalm XXX. Common Metre. 
 Sicknefs healed^ and Sorrow removed, 
 
 T, L . 
 
 I'LL celebrate thy praifes, Lord, 
 
 Who didft thy pow'r employ 
 To raife my drooping head, and change 
 
 My mourning into joy. 
 II. 
 In my diftrefs I cry'd to thee, 
 
 Who kindly didft relieve, 
 And from the grave's expe&ing jaws, 
 
 My hopelefs life retrieve. 
 III. 
 Thy wrath has but a moment's reign ; 
 
 Thy favour no decay : 
 My night of grief is recompensed 
 
 With joy's returning day. 
 
 Exalted thus, I gladly fing 
 
 Thy praife in grateful verfe ; 
 And as thy favours endlefs are, 
 
 Thy endlefs praife rehearfe. 
 
 Psalm XXXII. Long Metre. 
 Forgive nefs of Sin upon ConfeJJion. 
 
 JuLE's blefs'd who has thy pardon gain'd, 
 Whofe fins, O God, no more appear ; 
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30 PSALMS. 
 
 Whofe guilt remiffion has obtain'd, 
 
 And whofe repentance is fincere. 
 II. 
 No fooner I my wound difclos'd, 
 
 The guilt that tortur'd me within, 
 But thy forgivenefs interpos'd, 
 
 And mercy's healing balm pour'd in. 
 III. 
 True penitents mall thus fucceed, 
 
 Who feek thee whilft thou may'ft be found; 
 And, from the common deluge freed, 
 
 Shall fee remorfelefs finners drown'd. 
 IV. 
 Thy faints that have performed thy laws, 
 
 Their life in triumph fhall employ ; 
 Let them, as they alone have caufe, 
 
 In grateful raptures fhout for joy. 
 
 Psalm XXXIII. FirftPart. Com. Metre. 
 The Works of Creation and Providence. 
 
 LET all the juft to God with joy, 
 
 Their cheerful voices raife ; 
 For well the righteous it becomes 
 
 To fing glad fongs of praife. 
 
 For faithful is the word of God ; 
 tlis works with truth abound ; 
 He juftice loves ; and all the earth 
 with his goodnefs crown'd. 
 
PSALMS. 31 
 
 in. 
 
 By his id mighty word at firft 
 
 Heav'n's glorious arch was rear'd ; 
 And all the beauteous hofts of light 
 
 At his command appear'd. 
 IV. 
 The fwelling floods together roll'd, 
 
 He makes in heaps to lie ; 
 And lays, as in a ftore-houfe fafe, 
 
 The wat'ry treafures by. 
 V. 
 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, 
 
 Before him trembling ftand ; 
 For when he fpake the word, 'twas made, 
 
 'Twas fix'd at his command. 
 
 Psalm XXXIII. SecondPart. Com.Metre. 
 The Happinefs of triifting in God. 
 
 1 IS God, who thofe that trull in him 
 Beholds with gracious eyes : 
 He frees their foul from death, their want 
 In time of dearth fupplies. 
 II. 
 How happy then are they, to whom 
 
 The Lord for God is known ! 
 Whom he, from all the world befides. 
 Has chofen for his own, 
 
32 PSALMS. 
 
 in. 
 
 Our foul on God with patience waits ; 
 
 Our help and fhield is he : 
 Then, Lord, let ftill our hearts rejoice, 
 
 Becaufe we truft in thee. 
 IV. 
 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, 
 
 Do thou to us extend ; 
 Since we, for all we want or wifh, 
 
 On thee alone depend. 
 
 Psalm XXXIV. FirftPart. Com. Metre. 
 Encouragement to love and trufl in God* 
 
 1HROUGH all the changing fcenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praifes of my God mall ftill 
 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 II. 
 Of his deliv'rance I will boaft, 
 
 Till all that are diftrefs'd, 
 From my example comfort take, 
 
 And charm their griefs to reft. 
 III. 
 O magnify the Lord with me, 
 
 "With me exalt his name : 
 When in diftrefs to him I call'd, 
 
 He to my refcue came. 
 
PSALMS. h 
 
 IV. 
 
 Their drooping hearts were foon refrefh'd, 
 
 Who look'd to him- for aid. 
 Defir'd fuccefs in ev'ry face 
 
 A cheerful air difplay'd. 
 V. 
 Behold (fay they,) behold the man 
 
 Whom Providence reliev'd ; 
 So dang'roufly with woes befet,. 
 
 So wond'roufiy retriev'd ! 
 VI. 
 The holts of God encamp around 
 
 The dwellings of the juft ; 
 Deliv'rance he affords to all 
 
 Who on his fuccour truft. 
 VH. 
 O make but trial of his love, 
 
 Experience will decide, 
 How blefs'd they are, and only they, 
 
 Who in his truth confide. 
 
 Psalm XXXIV. SecondPart. Com.Metre. 
 Holinefs^ and its Reward* 
 
 Approach, ye pioufly difpos'd, 
 
 And my inftruclion hear ; 
 I'll teach you the true difcipline 
 Of God's religious fear* 
 
34 PSALMS. 
 
 II. 
 Let him who length of life defires, 
 
 And profp'rous days would fee, 
 From fland'ring language keep his tongue, 
 
 His lips from falfehood free. 
 III. 
 The crooked paths of vice decline* 
 
 And virtue's ways purfue : 
 Eftablifh peace* where 'tis begun ; 
 
 And where 'tis loft, renew. 
 IV. 
 The Lord from heav'n beholds the jufi 
 
 With favourable eyes ; 
 And when diftrefs'd, his gracious ear 
 
 Is open to their cries. 
 V. 
 Deliv'rance to his faints he gives, 
 
 When his relief they crave : 
 He's nigh to heal the broken heart, 
 
 And contrite fpirit fave. 
 
 Psalm XXXV. Common Metre. 
 For Good Friday. 
 
 t ALSE witneffes, with forg'd complaints, 
 
 Againft my truth combin'd ; 
 And to my charge fuch things they laid 
 
 As I had ne'er defign'd. 
 
PSALMS. 35 
 
 II. 
 
 The good which I to them had done, 
 
 With evil they repaid ; 
 And did, by malice undeferv'd, . 
 
 My harmiefs life invade. 
 
 Psalm XXXVI. Long Metre. 
 The Perfections and Providence of God, 
 
 \J LORD, thy mercy, my fure hope, 
 
 The higheft orb of heav'n tranfcends ; 
 Thy facred truth's unmeafur'd fcope 
 
 Beyond the fparkling Ikies extends. 
 II. 
 Thy juftice like the hills remains ; 
 
 Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are ; 
 Thy providence the world fuftains ; 
 
 The whole creation is thy care. 
 III. 
 Since of thy goodnefs all partake, 
 
 With what affurance mould the juft 
 Thy fhelt'ring wings their refuge make, 
 
 And faints to thy protedion truft. 
 IV. 
 Such guefts fhall to thy courts be led, 
 
 To banquet on thy love's repaft ; 
 And drink, as from a fountain's head, 
 
 Of joys that fhall forever laft. 
 
3 6 P S A L M S. 
 
 v. 
 
 With thee the fprings of life remain ; 
 
 Thy prefence is eternal day : 
 O let thy faints thy favour gain ; 
 
 To upright hearts thy truth difplay. 
 
 Psalm XXXVII. FirftPart. SixLineLoM. 
 
 God protects the good Man. 
 
 A LITTLE, with God's favour blefs'd, 
 That's by one righteous man poffefs'd, 
 
 The wealth of many bad excels ; 
 For God fupports the juft man's caufe, 
 But as for thofe that break his laws, 
 
 Their unfuccefsful pow'r he quells. 
 II. 
 The good man's way is God's delight ; 
 He orders all the fteps aright 
 
 Of him that moves by his command : 
 Though he fometimes may be diftrefs'd, 
 Ye mall he ne'er be quite opprefs'd ; 
 
 For God upholds him with his hand. 
 III. 
 In all thy ways truft then the Lord, 
 And he will needful help afford, 
 
 To perfect ev'ry juft defign : 
 He'll make, like light ferene and clear, 
 Thy clouded innocence appear, 
 
 And as a mid-day fun to fliine. 
 
PSALMS. 37 
 
 Psalm XXXVII. Second Part. C. Metre. 
 The Lord knoweth the days of the upright. 
 
 1 O thee, my God, my days are known ; 
 
 My foul enjoys the thought ; 
 My actions all before thy face, 
 Nor are my faults forgot. 
 II. 
 Each fecret breath devotion vents 
 
 Is vocal to thine ear ; 
 And all my walks of daily life 
 Before thine eye appear. 
 III. 
 The vacant hour, the a&ive fcene, 
 
 Thy mercy Ihall approve ; 
 And ev'ry pang of fympathy, 
 And ev'ry care of love. 
 IV. , 
 Each golden hogr of beaming light 
 
 Is guided by thy rays ; 
 And dark affli&icn's midnight gloom 
 A prefent God furveys. 
 V. 
 Full in thy view through life I pafs, 
 
 And in thy view I die ; 
 And when each mortal bond is broke, . 
 Shall find my God is nigh. 
 D 
 
3 3 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm XXXIX. Common Metre. 
 The Mortality of Man. 
 I. 
 Ml life, O God, is but a -fpan, 
 
 A cipher fums my years ; 
 And ev'ry man, in beft eftate, 
 But vanity appears. 
 
 Man like a fhadow vainly walks, 
 
 With fruitlefs cares opprefs'd : 
 He heaps up wealth, but cannot toll 
 
 By whom 'twill be poffefs'd. 
 III. 
 Why fhould I then on worthlefs toys, 
 
 With anxious care attend ? 
 On thee alone my fteadfaft hopes 
 
 Shall ever, Lord, depend. 
 IV. 
 Lord, hear my cry, accept my tears, 
 
 And liften to my pray'r, 
 Who fojourn like a ftranger here, 
 
 As all my fathers were. 
 
 Psalm XL. Long Metre. 
 
 Obedience the bejl Sacrifice. 
 
 I. 
 
 WHO can the wond'rous works recount, 
 
 Which thou,OGod,for us haft wrought ? 
 
PSALMS. 39 
 
 The treafures of thy love furmount 
 
 The pow'r of numbers, fpeech,and thought. 
 II. 
 IVe learn'd that thoirhaft' not defir'd 
 
 OfF'rings and facrifice alone ; 
 Nor blood of guiltlefs beafts requir'd, 
 
 For man's tranfgreffion to atone, 
 III. 
 I therefore come— -come to fulfil 
 
 The oracles thy books impart : 
 'Tis my delight to do thy will ; 
 
 Thy law is written in my heart*- 
 IV. 
 In full aflemblies I have told 
 
 Thy truth and righteoufnefs at large ; 
 Nor did, thou know'ft, my lips withhold 
 
 From utt'ring what thou gav'ft in charge : 
 
 Nor kept within my breaft confin'd 
 Thy faithfulnefs and faving grace ; 
 
 But preach'd thy love, for all defign'd, 
 That all might that, and truth embrace. 
 
 Psalm XLE Common Metre. 
 Companion to the Poor rewarded. 
 
 JtiAPPY the man, whofe tender care 
 
 Relieves the poor diftrefs'd : 
 When he's by troubles compafs'd round, 
 
 The Lord fhall give him reft. 
 
40 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 II. 
 The Lord his life, with bleffings crown d, 
 
 In fafety lhall prolong ; 
 And difappoint the will of thofe 
 
 That leek to do him wrong. 
 III. 
 If he in languifhing eftate, 
 
 OpprelVd with ficknefs lie, 
 The Lord will eafy make his bed, 
 
 And inward ftrength fupply. 
 
 Psalm XLII. FirftPart. Common Metre. 
 The Pkafure ofpubiick Worftdip. 
 
 As pants the hart for cooling ftreams, 
 
 When heated in the chafe, 
 So longs my foul, O God, for thee, 
 
 And thy refrefhing grace. 
 II. 
 For thee, my God, the living God, 
 
 My thirfty foul doth pine ; 
 
 when fhall I behold thy face, 
 Thou Majefty divine ! 
 
 III. 
 
 1 figh, whene'er my mufing thoughts 
 
 Thofe happy days prefent, 
 When I with troops of pious friends 
 Thy temple did frequent ; 
 
PSALMS. + i 
 
 IV. 
 When I advanc'd with fongs of praife, 
 
 My folemn vows to pay, 
 And led the joyful facred throng, 
 
 That kept the feftal day. 
 
 Psalm XLII; Second Part. Com. Metre; 
 Hope i?i AffliBion. 
 
 CxOD of my ftrength, how long fhall T 
 
 Like one forgotten mourn ? 
 Forlorn, forfaken, and expos'd 
 
 To my oppreflbr's fcorn. 
 IL 
 My heart is pierc'd, as with a fword, 
 
 Whilft thus my foes upbraid, 
 Vain boafter, where is now thy God ? 
 
 And where his promis'd aid ? 
 
 III. 
 
 Why reillefs, why caft down, my foul ? 
 
 Hope ftill, and thou fhalt fing 
 The praife of him who is thy God, 
 
 Thy health's eternal fpring. 
 
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42 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm XLIV. Common Metre. 
 /;/ time of War. 
 
 I. 
 O LORD, our fathers oft have told 
 
 In our attentive ears, 
 Thy wonders in their days perform'd, 
 And elder times than theirs. 
 II. 
 'Twas not their courage, nor their fword 
 
 To them falvation gave ; 
 Nor ftrength, that from unequal force* 
 Their fainting troops could fave : 
 III. 
 But thy right hand, and powerful arm 
 
 Whofe fuccour they implor'd ; 
 Thy prefence with the favour' d race* 
 Who thy great name ador'd. 
 IV. 
 As thee their God our fathers own'd, 
 
 Thou art our fov'reign King : 
 O therefore, as thou didft to them, 
 To us deliv'ranee bring. 
 V. 
 We will not truft our bow or fword* 
 
 When we in fight engage ; 
 But thee, who haft our foes fubdu'd, 
 And Ih.am'd their fpiteful rage. 
 
PSALMS. 43 
 
 VI, 
 To thee the triumph we afcribe-, 
 
 From whom the conqueft came j. 
 In God we will rejoice all day, 
 
 And ever blefs thy name. 
 
 Psalm XLV. Long Metre, 
 The Glory of ChriJPs Kingdom. 
 
 OUR hearts a grateful theme mall fing^ 
 The glories of our Saviour King ; 
 Our tongues his merit mall proclaim,. 
 And fpeak the honours of his name. 
 
 II. 
 O'er all the fons of human race, 
 He mines with a fuperiour grace ; 
 Love from his lips divinely flows, 
 And bleflings all his ftate compofe. 
 
 HI. 
 Th' eternal God fupports his throne t 
 Our joyful hearts his fceptre own ; 
 For all his laws and works are right ; 
 Juftice and truth are his delight. 
 
 IV. 
 God, his own God, has richly fried 
 The oil of gladnefs on his head ; 
 And with his facred fpirit blefs'd 
 His firft born Son above the reft. 
 
44, 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm XL VI. Long Metre. 
 Thank/giving for national Peace. 
 
 GREAT Ruler of the earth and Ikies t 
 
 A word of thine almighty breath 
 Gan fink the world, or bid it rife ; 
 
 Thy fmile is life, thy frown is death, 
 II. 
 When angry nations rufh to arms, 
 
 And rage, and noife, and tumult reign, 
 And war refounds its dire alarms, 
 
 And Daughter, dies the hoftile plain : 
 m. 
 
 Thy fov' reign eye looks calmly down, 
 
 And marks their courfe, and bounds their 
 Thy law the angry nations own, [pow'r ; 
 
 And noife and war are heard no more. 
 IV. 
 Then peace returns with balmy wings, 
 
 Sweet peace ! withher whatbleffings fled ! 
 Glad plenty laughs, the vallies fing, 
 
 Reviving commerce lifts her head. 
 V. 
 Thou good, and wife, and righteous Lord ! 
 
 All move fubfervient to thy will ; 
 Both peace and war await thy word, 
 
 And thy fublime decrees fulfil. 
 
PSALMS. 45 
 
 VI. 
 
 To thee we pay our grateful fongs, 
 Thy kind protection ftill implore : 
 
 O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, 
 Confefs thy goodnefs, and adore. 
 
 Psalm XL VI. Six Line Long Metre. 
 War and Peace. 
 
 (jrOD is our refuge in diftrefs, 
 A prefent help when dangers prefs : 
 
 In him undaunted' we'll confide ; 
 Though earth were from her centre tofs'd, 
 And mountains in the ocean loft, 
 
 Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 
 IE 
 In tumults when the nations rag'd, 
 And kingdoms war againft us wag'd, 
 
 He thunder' d, and difpers'd their pow'rs. 
 TheLoRD of holts conduces our arms, 
 Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, 
 
 Our fathers* guardian God and ours. 
 III. 
 Come, fee the wonders he has wrought, 
 On earth what defolation brought : 
 
 How he has cairn d the jarring world: 
 He broke the warlike fpear and bow ; 
 With t&cm the thund'ring chariots too, 
 
 Into devouring flames were huii'd. 
 
46 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Submit to God's almighty fway ; 
 For him the nations fhall obey, 
 
 And earth her fov'reign Lord confefs. 
 The Lord of hofts conduces our arms, 
 Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, 
 
 As to our fathers in diftrefs. 
 
 Psalm XLVIL Long Metre, 
 Pralfe to the unlverfal King. 
 
 I. 
 O ALL ye people, clap your hands, 
 
 And with triumphant voices fing ; 
 No force the mighty pow'r withftands, 
 
 Of God, the univerfal King. 
 II. 
 God is gone up, our Lord and King, 
 
 With fhouts of joy, and trumpet's found 5 
 To him repeated praifes fing, 
 
 And let the cheerful fong go round. 
 III. 
 Your utmoft flail in praife be fhown, 
 
 For him who all the world commands,--. 
 Who fits upon his righteous throne, 
 
 And fpreads his fway o'er heathen lands, 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 47 
 
 Psalm XLIX. Common Metre. 
 The Vanity of Life and' Riches. 
 
 1 HOSE men that all their hope and trufl; 
 In heaps of treafure place, 
 ,And boaft in triumph, when they fee 
 Their ill-got wealth increafe, 
 II. 
 Are yet unable from the grave 
 Their deareft friend to free ; 
 Nor can, by force of coftly bribes, 
 Reverfe God's firm decree. 
 III. 
 "Their vain endeavours they mud quit ; 
 
 The price is held too high : 
 No fums can purchafe fuch a grant, 
 That man mould never die. 
 IV. 
 Not wifdom can the wife exempt, 
 
 Nor fools their folly fave ; 
 But both muft perifli, and in death 
 Their wealth to others leave. 
 
 Psalm LI. Firft Part. Short Metre. 
 A Penitent praying for Forgivenefs* 
 
 HAVE mercy. Lord, on me, 
 As thou wert ever kind ; 
 
4 8 PSALMS. 
 
 Let me, opprefs'd with loads of guilt, | 
 
 Thy wonted mercy find. 
 II. 
 
 Wafh off my foul offence, 
 
 And cleanfe me from my fin ; 
 For I confefs my crime, and fee 
 
 How great my guilt has been. 
 III. 
 
 Againft thee, Lord, alone, 
 
 And only in thy .fight, 9 
 
 Haveltranfgrefs'd; and though condemn d, 
 
 Mud own thy judgments right. 
 IV. 
 
 Blot out my crying fins, 
 
 Nor me in anger view ; 
 Create in me a heart that's clean, 
 
 An upright mind renew. 
 
 Psalm LI. Second Part. Short Metre. 
 Prayer for divine JJJiftance. 
 
 Withdraw not, lord, thy help, 
 
 Nor caft me from thy fight ; 
 Nor let thy holy fpirit take 
 
 Its everlafting flight. 
 II. 
 
 The joy thy favour gives 
 
 Let me again obtain ; 
 And let thy fpirit's firm fupport 
 
 My fainting foul fuftain. 
 
PSALMS. 49 
 
 in. 
 So I thy righteous ways 
 To finners will impart ; 
 Whilft my advice mall wicked men 
 To thy juft laws convert. 
 
 IV. 
 Do thou unlock my lips, 
 With forrow clos'd, and fliame ; 
 So fhall my mouth thy wond'rous praifc 
 To all the world proclaim. 
 
 V. 
 A broken fpirit is 
 By God moft highly priz'd ; 
 By him a broken contrite heart 
 Shall never be defpis'd. 
 
 Psalm LVII. Long Metre. 
 Praife to God for his Mercy a?id Truth. 
 
 BE thou, O God, exalted high ; 
 And, as thy glory fills the iky, 
 So let it be on earth difplay'd ; 
 Till thou art here, as there obey'd. 
 
 II. 
 Awake, my glory ; harp and lute, 
 No longer let your firings be mute : 
 And I, my tuneful part to take, 
 Will with the early dawn awake. 
 E 
 
5 o PSA L M S. 
 
 ill. 
 Thy pralfes, Lord, I will refound 
 To all the lift'ning nations round : 
 Thy mercy higher! heav'n tranfcends ; 
 Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 
 
 Be thou, O God, exalted high ; 
 And, as thy glory fills the Iky, 
 So let it be on earth difplay d ; 
 Till thou art here, as there obey d. 
 
 Psalm LXI. Short Metre. 
 Safety in God. 
 
 I. 
 
 WHEN overwhelm' d with grief, 
 My heart within me dies, 
 Helplefs and far from ail relief, 
 To heav'n I lift mine eyes. 
 
 O lead me to the rock, 
 That's high above my head ; 
 And make the covert of thy wings 
 Mv fhelter and my {hade. 
 
 ; III. 
 
 Within thy prefence, Lord, 
 Por ever I'll abide ; 
 Thou art the tow'r of my defence. 
 The refuge where I hide. 
 
PSALMS. 51 
 
 IV. 
 I'll always fing thy praife, 
 Thy name for ever bleis ; 
 Devote my profp'rous days to pay 
 The vows of my diftrefs. 
 
 Psalm LXII. Long Metre. 
 
 No Trujl but in God. 
 
 I. 
 GOD does his favihg health difpenfe, 
 
 And flowing bleffings daily fend ; 
 He is my fortrefs and defence, 
 
 On him my foul mail ftill depend. 
 II. 
 In him, ye people, always truft ; 
 
 Before his throne pour" out your hearts ; 
 For God, the merciful and juft, 
 
 His timely aid to us imparts. 
 III. 
 The vulgar fickle are and frail ; 
 
 The great diffemble and betray ; 
 And, laid in truth's impartial fcale, 
 
 The lighted things will both outweigh. 
 IV. 
 Then truft not in oppreffive ways ; 
 
 By fpoil and rapine grow not vain ; 
 Nor let your hearts, if wealth increafe, 
 
 Be fet too much upon your gain. 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 For God has oft his will exprefs'd, 
 
 And I this truth have fully known ; 
 To be of houndlefs pow'r poffefs'd, 
 
 Belongs of right to God alone. 
 VI. 
 Though mercy is his darling grace, 
 
 In which he chiefly takes delight \ 
 Yet will he all the human race, 
 
 According to their works requite. 
 
 Psalm LXIII. Six Line Long Metre. 
 For the LorcPs Day Morning. 
 
 \J GOD, my gracious God, to thee 
 My morning pray'rs fhall offer' d be ; 
 
 To thee my foul its homage pays : 
 Becaufe to me thy wond'rous love, 
 Than life itfelf does dearer prove, 
 
 My lips fhall always fpeak thy praife* 
 II. 
 My life, while I that life enjoy, 
 In bleffing God, I will employ ; 
 
 With lifted hand$ adore his name : 
 My foul's content fhall be as great 
 As theirs who choiceft dainties eat, 
 
 While I with joy his praife proclaim. 
 
PSALMS. S3 
 
 ill. 
 When down I lie, fweet fleep to find, 
 Thou, Lord, art prefent to my mind ; 
 
 And when I wake in dead of night : 
 Becaufe thou ftill doft fuccour bring, 
 Beneath the fhadow of thy wing 
 
 I reft with fafety and delight. 
 
 Psalm LXV. Firft Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Publick WorJIoip. 
 
 I. 
 O GOD, who to my humble pray'r 
 
 Didft always bend thy lirVning ear, 
 To thee (hall all mankind repair, 
 
 And at thy gracious throne appear. 
 II. 
 Our fins, though numberlefs, in vain 
 
 To ftop thy flowing mercy try ; 
 Whilft thou o'erlook'ft the guilty ftain, 
 
 And wafheft out the crimfon die. 
 III. 
 Bleft is the man, who, near thee plac'd, 
 
 Within thy facred dwelling lives ! 
 Whilft we, at humble diftance tafte 
 
 The vaft delights thy worihip gives, 
 
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54 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm LXV. Second Part. Long Metre. 
 Thanks for Rain and fruitful Seafons. 
 
 I. 
 O GOD, from out thy boundlefs ftore 
 Thy rain relieves the thirfty ground ; 
 Makes lands that barren were before, 
 With corn and ufeful fruits abound. 
 II. 
 On rifing ridges down it pours, 
 
 And ev'ry furrowed valley fills : 
 Thou mak'ft them foft with gentle fhow'rs, 
 In which a bleft increafe diftils. 
 III. 
 Thy goodnefs does the circling year 
 
 With frem returns of plenty crown ; 
 And where thy glorious paths appear, 
 Thy fruitful clouds drop fatnefs down. 
 IV. 
 They drop on barren forefts, chang'd 
 
 By them to paitures frem and green : 
 The hills about, in order rang'd, 
 In beauteous robes of joy are fecn. 
 V. 
 Large flecks with fleecy wool adorn . 
 
 The cheerful downs ; the vallies bring 
 A plenteous crop of full-ear' d corn, 
 And feem for joy to fliout and fing. 
 
PSALMS. SS 
 
 Psalm LXVL Common Metre. 
 The Power and Sovereignty of God. 
 
 T L 
 
 .LET all the lands, with fhouts of joy, 
 
 To God their voices raife ; 
 Sing pfalms in honour of his name, 
 And fpread his glorious praife. 
 II. 
 And let them fay, how dreadful, Lord, 
 
 In all thy works, art thou ! 
 To thy great pow'r thy ftubborn foes 
 Shall all be forc'd to bow. 
 Ill, 
 Through all the earth the nations round 
 
 Shall thee their God confefs, 
 And with glad hymns, their awful dread 
 Of thy great name exprefs. 
 IV. 
 O come, behold the works of God^ 
 
 And then with me you'll own, 
 That he to all the fons of men 
 
 Has wond'rous judgments mown, 
 V. 
 He by his pow'r for ever rules ; 
 
 His eyes the world furvey : 
 
 Let no prefamptuous man rebel 
 
 Againft his fo v'reign fway. 
 
5 6 PSALM & 
 
 Psalm LXVII. Short Metre, 
 Univerfal Praife. 
 
 I. 
 TO blefs thy chofen race, 
 In mercy, Lord, incline ; 
 And caufe the brightnefs of thy face 
 On all thy faints to fhine : 
 
 II. 
 That fo thy wond'rous way 
 May through the world be known j 
 While diftant lands their tribute pay, 
 And thy falvation own. 
 
 III. 
 Let difFring nations join 
 To celebrate thy fame ; 
 Let all the world, O Lord, combine 
 To praife thy glorious name. 
 
 IV. 
 O let them fliout and fing, 
 Diffolv'd in pious mirth ; 
 For thou, the righteous Judge and King, 
 Shalt govern all the earth. 
 
 V. 
 Let difTring nations join 
 To celebrate thy fame ; 
 Let all the world, O Lord, combine 
 To praife thy glorious name. 
 
PSALMS. 57 
 
 Psalm LXVIII. Long Metre. 
 The Cowipajfion of God* 
 
 X O God your voice in anthems raife : 
 
 Jehovah's awful name he bears : 
 In him rejoice, extol his praife, 
 
 Who rides upon high-rolling fpheres* 
 II. 
 Him, from his empire of the fkies, 
 
 To this low world compaffion draws, 
 The orphan's claim to patronize, 
 
 And judge the injur' d widow's caufe* 
 III. 
 'Tis God, who from a foreign foil 
 
 Reftores poor exiles to their home ; 
 Makes captives free ; and fruitlefs toil, 
 Their proud oppreffor's righteous doom, 
 IV. 
 For benefits each day beftow'd, 
 
 Be daily his great name ador'd ! 
 Who is our Saviour, and our God, 
 Of life and death the fov'reign Lord* 
 
 Psalm LXIX. Long Metre, 
 For Good Friday. 
 
 .LORD, hear the humble pray'r I make, 
 For thy tranfcending goodnefs' fake ; 
 Relieve thy fupplicant once more 
 From thy abounding mercy's ftore. 
 
5 8 PSALM S. 
 
 II. 
 Nor from thy fervant hide thy face ; 
 Make hafte, for defp'rate 5s my cafe ; 
 Thy timely fucconr interpofe, 
 And flrield me from remorfelefs foes. 
 
 III. 
 Reproach and grief have broke my heart 
 I look'd for fome to take my part, 
 To pity, or relieve my pain ; 
 But look'd, alas ! for both in vain. 
 
 IV. 
 With hunger pin d, for food I call ; 
 Inftead of food, they gave me gall ; 
 And when with thirft my fpirits fink, 
 They give me vinegar to drink. 
 
 Psalm LXXI. Common Metre. 
 The- Re/Ie^lon atid Hope of the Aged, 
 
 L 
 IN thee I put my fteadfaft truft ; 
 
 Defend me, Lord, from (hame : 
 Incline thine ear, and fave my foul ;. 
 
 For righteous- is thy name. 
 II. 
 Be thou my ftrong abiding-place, 
 
 To which I may refort : 
 'Tis thy decree that keeps me fafe .;■ 
 
 Thou art my rock and fort. 
 
PSALMS. 59 
 
 in. 
 Thy conftant care did fafely guard 
 
 My tender infant days ; 
 Thou took'ft me from my mother's womb, 
 
 To finer thy conftant praife. 
 IV. 
 While fome on me with wonder gaze, 
 
 Thy hand fupports me itill : 
 Thy honour therefore, and thy praife, 
 
 My mouth fhall always fill. 
 V. 
 Rejetf: not then, thy fervant, LoRI^ 
 
 When I with age decay-: 
 Forfake me not, when, worn with years,, 
 
 My vigour fades away. 
 
 Psalm LXXIL Long Metre. 
 The Kingdom of Chrijl* 
 
 I. 
 GREAT God, whofe univerfal fway 
 The known and unknown worlds obey, 
 Extend the kingdom of thy Son, 
 Till ev'ry land his rule (hall own. 
 
 II. 
 The fceptre well becomes his hands, 
 And wife and good are his commands ; 
 His laws protect the humble poor, 
 And bid oppreffion rage no more. 
 
60 PSALMS. 
 
 Hi. 
 They form to righteoufnefs the mind, 
 To all that's candid, gentle, kind ; 
 Infpire with love the human breafl, 
 And ftormy paffions footh to reft. 
 
 IV. 
 As gentle rain on parching ground, 
 His gofpel fheds its influence round ; 
 Its grace on fainting fouls diftils, 
 Like heav'nly dew on thirfty hills. 
 
 V. 
 Bleflings abound where'er he reigns ; 
 The pris'ner leaps to loofe his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal reft, 
 And contrite hearts with peace are bleft. 
 
 VI. 
 Great God, may men of ev'ry tongue 
 Dwell on thy love with grateful fong, 
 And with united hearts proclaim, 
 That grace and truth by Jefus came. 
 
 Psalm LXXIII. Long Metre. 
 God our Portion. 
 
 LORD, whom in heav'n, but thee alone, 
 Have I, whofe favour I require ? 
 
 Throughout the fpacious earth there's none 
 That I, befides thee, can defire. 
 
PSALMS. 61 
 
 II. 
 My trembling flefh, and aching heart, 
 
 May often fail to fuccour me ; 
 But God fhall inward ftrength impart, 
 And my eternal portion be. 
 III. 
 For they that far from thee remove, 
 
 Shall into fudden ruin fall : 
 If after other gods they rove, 
 
 Thy vengeance ftiall deftroy them all. 
 IV. 
 But as for me, 'tis good and juft, 
 
 That I fliould ftill to God repair, 
 In him I always put my truft, 
 
 And will his wond'rous works declare. 
 
 Psalm LXXIV. Long Metre. 
 The Goodnefs of God in the Seafons oftheTear. 
 
 ETERNAL fource of ev'ry joy ! 
 JiVell may thy praife our lips employ, 
 While in thy temple we appear : 
 Thy goodnefs crowns the circling year. 
 
 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
 Thy hand fupports and guides the whole : 
 1 he fun is taught by thee to rife, 
 And darknefs when to veil the fkies. 
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62 PSALMS. 
 
 ill. 
 The flow'ry fpring, at thy command, 
 Perfumes the air, and paints the land ; 
 The fummer rays with vigour fhine, 
 To raife the corn and cheer the vine. 
 
 IV. 
 Thy hand in autumn, richly pours 
 Thiough all our coafts redundant ftores ; 
 And winters, foften d by thy care, 
 No more the face of horrour wear. 
 
 V. 
 Seafons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand fucceffive hymns of praife : 
 Still be the grateful homage paid, 
 With morning light, and evening fhade. 
 
 O may our more harmonious tongues 
 In worlds unknown purfue the fongs : 
 And in thofe brighter courts adore, 
 Where days and years revolve no more. 
 
 Psalm LXXVIL Common Metre. 
 Comfort from pajl Providences. 
 I. 
 HAS God for ever call meoff? 
 Withdrawn his favour quite ? 
 Arc both his mercy and his truth 
 Retir'd to endlefs night ? 
 
PSALMS. 63 
 
 11. 
 Can his long practis'd love forget 
 
 Its wonted aids to bring ? 
 Has he in wrath fhut up and feal'd 
 
 His mercy's healing lpring ? 
 III. 
 I faid, my weakneis hints thefe fears ; 
 
 But I'll thefe fears difband ; 
 I'll yet remember the Moft High, 
 
 And years of his right hand. 
 IV. 
 I'll call to mind his works of old, 
 
 The wonders of his might ; 
 On them my heart mail meditate, 
 
 My tongue fhall them recite. 
 V. 
 Safe lodg'd from human fearch on high, 
 
 O God, thy counfels are ! 
 Who is fo great a God as ours ? 
 
 Who can with him compare ? 
 
 Psalm LXXVIII. Common Metre. 
 Religious 'Education of Children* 
 
 XJ.EAR, O my people ; to my law 
 
 Devout attention lend ; 
 Let the inftru&ion of my mouth 
 
 Deep in your hearts defcend. 
 
6+ PSALM S. 
 
 II. 
 
 My tongue, by infpiration taught, 
 
 Shall parables unfold, 
 Dark oracles, but underftood, 
 
 And own'd for truths of old ; 
 III. 
 Which we from facred regifters 
 
 Of ancient qmes have known, 
 And our forefathers' pious care 
 
 To us has handed down. 
 IV. 
 We will not hide them from our fons j 
 
 Our offspring fhall be taught 
 The praifes of the Lord, whofe ftrength 
 
 Has works of wonder wrought. 
 V. 
 And generations yet to come 
 
 Shall to their unborn heirs 
 Religioufly tranfmit the fame, 
 
 And they again to theirs. 
 
 Psalm LXXIX. Common Metre. 
 Prayer for Deliverance from Shu 
 
 I. 
 O THINK not on our former fins, 
 
 But fpeedily prevent 
 The utter ruin of thy faints, 
 
 Who now with grief repent. 
 
PSALMS. 65 
 
 11. 
 Thou God of our falvation, help, 
 
 And free our fouls from blame ; 
 So ihall our pardon and defence 
 
 Exalt thy glorious name. 
 III. 
 So we thy people and thy flock 
 
 Shall ever praife thy name ; 
 And with glad hearts our grateful thanks 
 
 From age to age proclaim. 
 
 Psalm LXXX. Long Metre. 
 Prayer for Converfion. 
 
 JDO thou convert us, Lord, do thou 
 
 The luftre of thy face difplay ; 
 And all the ills we fuffer now, 
 
 Like fcatterM clouds fhall pafs away. 
 II. 
 To thee, O God of hofts, we pray ; 
 
 Our contrite hearts with pity view : 
 From heav'n, thy throne, our tears furvey, 
 
 And us with holinefs renew. 
 III. 
 So fhall we ftill continue free 
 
 From whatfoe'er deferves thy blame ; 
 And if once more reviv'd by thee, 
 
 Will always praife thy holy name. 
 F 2 
 
66 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou 
 
 The luftre of thy face difplay j 
 And all the ills we fuffer now, 
 
 Like fcatter'd clouds fhall pafs away. 
 
 Psalm LXXXI. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God. 
 I. 
 TO God, our never-failing ftrength 
 
 With loud applaufes fing ; 
 And jointly make a cheerful noife 
 To heav'n's eternal King. 
 II. 
 Compofe a hymn of praife, and touch 
 
 Your inflruments of joy ; 
 Let pfalteries and pleafant harps 
 Your grateful Ikill employ. 
 III. 
 Let trumpets at the great new moon 
 
 Their joyful voices raife, 
 To celebrate th' appointed time, 
 The folemn day of praife. 
 
 Psalm LXXXII. Common Metre, 
 Warning to Magiftrates. 
 I. 
 GOD in the great affembly (lands, 
 Where his impartial eye 
 
PSALMS. 67 
 
 In ftate furveys the earthly gods, 
 
 And does their judgments try. 
 II. 
 Hew dare ye then unjuftly judge, 
 
 Or be to finners kind ? 
 Defend the orphans and the poor : 
 
 Let inch your juilice find. 
 III. 
 Protect the humble helplefs man, 
 
 Reduc'd to deep diftrefs ; 
 And let not him become a prey 
 
 To fuch as would opprefs. 
 IV. 
 Arife, and thy juft judgments, Lord, 
 
 Throughout the earth difplay ; 
 And all the nations of the world 
 
 Shall own thy righteous fway. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIV. Common Metre. 
 Delight in the Worfhip of God. 
 
 O LORD of hofts, my King and God, 
 
 How highly blefs'd are they, 
 Who in thy temple always dwell, 
 
 And there thy praife difplay ! 
 II. 
 Thrice happy they,whofe choice has thee 
 
 Their fure protection made ; 
 Who long to tread the facred ways 
 
 That to thy dwelling lead ! 
 
68 PSALMS. 
 
 in. 
 For in thy courts one Tingle day 
 
 JTis better to attend, 
 Than, Lord, in any place befides 
 
 A thoufand days to fpend. 
 IV. 
 Much rather in God's houfe will I 
 
 The meaneft office take, 
 Than in the wealthy tents of fin 
 
 My pompous dwelling make. 
 
 For God, who is our fun and ihield, 
 
 Will grace and glory give ; 
 And no good thing will he withhold 
 
 From them that juftly live. 
 VI, 
 Thou God, whom heav'nly hofts obey, 
 
 How highly blefs'd is he, 
 Whofe hope and truft, fecurely plac'd, 
 
 Are ftill repos'd on thee ! 
 
 Psalm LXXXIV. Hallelujah Metre, 
 
 Delight in the Worfloip of God, 
 
 I. 
 L.ORD of the worlds above, 
 
 How pleafant and how fair 
 The dwellings of thy love 
 
 To pious fpirits are ! 
 
PSALMS. 69 
 
 To thine abode 
 Their hearts afpire, 
 With warm defire 
 To fee their God. 
 II. 
 O happy fouls that pray, 
 
 As God appoints to hear ! 
 O happy men that pay 
 Their worfhip in his fear ! 
 How fweet muft be 
 Their pray'r and praife, 
 Whofe hearts and ways 
 Are right with thee ! 
 III. 
 The righteous he approves, 
 
 He hears them when they cry, 
 And will to thofe he loves,. 
 No real good deny. 
 
 Thrice happy he, 
 O God of hofts, 
 Whofe fpirit trufts 
 Alone in thee. 
 
 , Psalm LXXXV. Common 3V 
 Prayer for piiblick Deliver*- 
 
 1 HY gracious favour, Lor J 
 
 Which we have long imp 
 And for thy wond'rous mer 
 
 Thy wonted aid afford. 
 
7 o PSALMS. 
 
 IT. 
 God's anfwer patiently I'll wait ; 
 
 For he, with good fuccefs, 
 If they no more to folly turn, 
 His mourning faints will blefs. 
 III. 
 To all that fear his holy name, 
 
 His fure falvation's near ; 
 And in its former happy date 
 Our nation mail appear. 
 IV. 
 For mercy now with truth is join'd ; 
 
 And righteoufnefs with peace, 
 Like kind companions abfent long, 
 With friendly arms embrace. 
 V. 
 Truthfromthe earthfhall fpring,whilftheav'n 
 
 Shall ftreams of juftice pour ; 
 And God, from whom all goodnefs flows, 
 Shall endlefs plenty fhow'r. 
 VI. 
 Before him righteoufnefs fhall march, 
 1 his juft paths prepare ; 
 •° his holy fteps purfue 
 iftant zeal and care. 
 
PSALMS. 7 i 
 
 Psalm LXXXVI. Firft Part. Com. Met. 
 The Compajfion of God. 
 
 O THOU, the wretched's fure retreat, 
 
 Who doft our cares control, 
 And with the cheerful fmile of peace 
 
 Revive the fainting foul ! 
 II. 
 Did ever thine indulgent ear 
 
 The humble plea difdain ? 
 Or when did plaintive mif 'ry figh, 
 
 Or fupplicate, in vain ? 
 III. 
 Opprefs'd with grief and fhame, diflblv'd 
 
 In penitential tears, 
 Thy goodnefs calms our reftlefs doubts, 
 
 And diffipates our fears. 
 IV. 
 New life from thy refreihing grace 
 
 Our finking hearts receive ; 
 Thy gentleft, belt lov'd attribute, 
 
 To pity and forgive. 
 V. 
 From that blefs'd fource, propitious hope 
 
 Appears ferenely bright, 
 And fheds her foft and cheering beam 
 
 O'er forrow's difmal nidit. 
 
7 2 PSALM S. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Our griefs confefs their vital pov/r, 
 
 And blefs the friendly ray, 
 Which ufhers in the fmiling morn 
 
 Of everlafting day. 
 
 PsalmLXXXVI. SecondPart. Com.Met 
 
 T'be only true God. 
 
 I. 
 THEE will I praife, O Lord my God, 
 
 Praife thee with heart fincere ; 
 And to thy everlafting name 
 Eternal trophies rear. 
 II. 
 Among the gods there's none like thee, 
 
 O Lord, alone divine ! 
 To thee as much inferiour they, 
 As are their works to thine. 
 III. 
 Therefore their great Creator thee, 
 
 The nations (hall adore ; 
 Their long mifguided pray'rs and praife 
 To thy blefs' d name reftore. 
 1 IV. 
 
 All (hall confefs thee great, and great 
 
 The wonders thou haft done ; 
 Confefs thee God, thee God fuprcme, 
 Confefs .thee God alone. 
 
PSALMS. 73 
 
 Psalm LXXXVI. SecondPart. Long Met. 
 The one living and true God. . 
 
 ETERNAL God, almighty caufe 
 
 Of earth and feas and worlds unknown ; 
 All things are fubjed to thy laws ; 
 
 All things depend on thee alone, 
 II. 
 Thy glorious being fingly ftands, 
 
 Of all within itfelf poffefs'd ; 
 Controll'd by none in thy commands ; 
 
 And in thyfelf completely blefs'd. 
 III. 
 Worfhip to thee alone belongs, 
 
 Worfhip to thee alone we give ; 
 Thine be our hearts, and thine our fongs, 
 
 And to thy glory may we live. 
 IV. 
 Lord, fpread thy name through heathen 
 
 Their idol deities dethrone ; [lands ; 
 
 Subdue the world to thy commands, 
 
 And reign, as thou art, God alone. 
 
 Psalm LXXXVIII. Long Metre. 
 Reanimation. 
 
 I O thee, my God and Saviour, I 
 By day and night addrefs my cry ; 
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74 PSALMS. 
 
 Vouchfafe my mournful voice to hear, 
 To my diftrefs incline thine ear. 
 
 II. 
 For feas of trouble me invade, 
 My foul draws nigh to death's cold made. 
 Like one whofe ftrength and hopes are fled, 
 They number me among the dead. 
 
 III. 
 Like thofe who fhrouded in the grave, 
 From thee no more remembrance have ; 
 Caft off from thy fuftaining care, 
 Down to the confines of defpair. 
 
 IV. 
 Wilt thou by miracle revive 
 The dead, whom thou forfook'ft alive ? 
 From death reftore, thy praife to fing, : 
 Whom thou from prifon would' ft not bring ? 
 
 V. 
 Shall the mute grave thy love confefs ? 
 A mould'ring tomb thy faithfulnefs ? 
 Thy truth and power renown obtain, 
 Where darknefs and oblivion reign ? 
 
 Psalm LXXXIX. FirftPatt, Long Metre. 
 The Mercy and Truth of God, 
 
 THY mercies, Lord, mail be my fong, 
 My fong on them mail ever dwell ; 
 
 To ages yet unborn my tongue 
 Thy never-failing truth mall tell. 
 
PSALMS. 75 
 
 II, 
 I have affirm'd, and ftill maintain, 
 
 Thy mercy mall for ever laft ; 
 Thy truth, that does the heav'ns fuftain, 
 
 Like them mall ft and for ever faft. 
 III. 
 For fuch ftupen clous truth and love, 
 
 Both heav 'n and earth juft praifes owe, 
 By choirs of angels fung above, 
 
 'And by affembled faints below. 
 
 Psalm -LXXXIX. Second Part. L. Metre. 
 The Sovereignty of God, and publlck WorJIoip. 
 
 WHAT feraph of celeftial birth 
 
 To vie with thee, O God, (hall dare ? 
 Or who among the gods of earth, 
 
 With our almighty Lord compare ? 
 II. 
 Lord God of armies, who can boafi 
 
 Of ftrengthorpow'r,like thine renown'd? 
 Of fuch a num'rous faithful hoft, 
 
 As that which does thy throne furround ? 
 III. 
 Thou doft the lawlefs fea control, 
 
 And change the profpecl: of the deep ; 
 Thou mak'ft the fleeping billows roll, 
 
 Thou mak'ft the rolling billows fleep. 
 
7 6 PSALM S. 
 
 IV. 
 In thee the fov'reign right remains 
 
 Of earth and heav'n ; thee,LoRD, alone, 
 The world and all that it contains, 
 
 Their maker and preferver own. 
 V. 
 Thy arm is mighty, ftrong thy hand ; 
 
 Yet, Lord, thou doft with juftice reign : 
 Pofiefs'd of abfolute command, 
 
 Thou truth and mercy doft maintain. 
 VI. 
 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear 
 
 Thy facred trumpet's joyful -found ; 
 Who may at feftivals appear, 
 
 "With thy moft glorious prefence crown'd. 
 VII. 
 With rev'rence and religious dread, 
 
 Thy faints will to thy temple prefs ; 
 Thy fear through all their hearts ihall fpread, 
 
 Who thine almighty name confefs. 
 
 Psalm XC. Firft Part. Common Metre, 
 Man mortal, and God eternal. 
 
 I. 
 O LORD, the faviour and defence 
 
 Of us thy chofen race, 
 From age to age thou flill haft been 
 
 Our iure abiding place. 
 
PSALMS. 77 
 
 II. 
 Before thou brought'ft the mountains forth, 
 
 Or earth receiv'd its frame, 
 Thou always wert the mighty God, 
 
 And ever art the fame. 
 III. 
 Thou turneft man, O Lord, to duft, 
 
 Of which he firft was made ; 
 And when thou fpeak'ft the word, return, 
 
 'Tis inftantly obey'd, 
 IV. 
 For In thy fight a thoufand years 
 
 Are like a day that's paft, 
 Or like a watch in dead of night y 
 
 Whofe hours unminded wafte. 
 V. 
 Thou fweep'ft us off as with a flood ; 
 
 We vanifh hence like dreams ; 
 At firft we grow like grafs that feels 
 
 The fun's reviving beams : 
 VI. 
 But howfoever frefh and fair 
 
 Its morning beauty fhows, 
 'Tis all cut down, and wither'd quite,, 
 
 Before the ev'ning clofe. 
 
78 PSALMS. 
 
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 Psalm XC. Second Part. Common Metre. 
 
 The Frailty and Shortnefs of Life. 
 I. 
 OUR term of time is feventy years, 
 
 An age that few furvive ; 
 But if, with more than common ftrength. 
 To eighty we arrive ; 
 II. 
 Yet then our boafted ftrength decays, 
 
 To forrow turn'd and pain : 
 So foon the (lender thread is cut, 
 And we no more remain. 
 III. 
 But who thy anger's dread effe&s 
 
 Does, as he ought, revere ? 
 And yet thy wrath does fall or rife, 
 As more or lefs we fear. 
 IV. 
 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain fum 
 
 Of our fhort days to mind, 
 That to true wifdom all our hearts 
 May ever be inclin'd. 
 
 Psalm XC. Third Part. Common Metre, 
 
 Prayer for divine Mercy and Afjiflance* 
 I. 
 O TO thy fervants, Lord, return, 
 And fpeedily relent ! 
 
PSALMS. 79 
 
 As we of our mifdeeds, do thou 
 
 Of our iuix doom repent. 
 II. 
 To fatisfy and cheer our fouls, 
 
 Thv early mercy fend ; 
 That we may all our days to come, 
 
 In joy and comfort fpend. 
 III. 
 Let happy times with large amends 
 
 Dry up our former tears, 
 Or equal at the leaft the term 
 
 Of our affii&ed years. 
 IV. 
 To all thy fervants, Lord, let this 
 
 Thy wond'rous work be known, 
 And to our offspring yet unborn, 
 
 Thy glorious pow'r be mown. 
 
 Let thy bright rays upon us fhine ; 
 
 Give thou our work fuccefs ; 
 The glorious work we have in hand 
 
 Do thou vouchfafe to blefs. 
 
 Psalm XCI. Six Line Long Metre. 
 Safety amidjl publick Difeafes and Dangers* 
 
 XjLE that has God his guardian made, 
 Shall, under the Almighty's fhade, 
 
80 PSALMS. 
 
 Secure and undifturb'd abide. 
 Thus to my foul, of him I'll fay, 
 He is my fortrefs and my ftay, 
 
 My God, in whom I will confide. 
 II. 
 His tender love and watchful care 
 Shall free thee from the fowler's fnare, 
 
 And from the noifome peftilence ; 
 He over thee his wings fhall fpread, 
 And cover thy unguarded head ; 
 
 His truth mail be thy ftrong defence. 
 III. 
 No terrours that furprife by night, 
 Shall thy undaunted courage fright, 
 
 Nor deadly fhafts that fly by day ; 
 Nor plague, of unknown rife, that kills 
 In darknefs, nor infectious ills 
 
 That in the hotteft feafon flay. 
 
 Psalm XCII. Common Metre. 
 For the hordes Day. 
 
 JTlOW good and pleafant mull it be 
 To thank the Lord mod high ; 
 
 And with repeated hymns of praife, 
 His name to magnify. 
 II. 
 
 With ev'ry morning's early dawn, 
 His goodnefs to relate ; 
 
PSALMS. 81 
 
 And of his conftant truth, each night, 
 
 The glad effects repeat. 
 III. 
 To ten-ftring'd inftruments we'll fing, 
 
 With tuneful pfalt'ries join d ; 
 And to the harp, with iblemn founds* 
 
 For facred ufe defign'd. 
 IV. 
 For through thy wond'rous works, O Lord, 
 
 Thou mak'ft my heart rejoice ; 
 The thoughts of them {hall make me glad, 
 
 And ftiout with cheerful voice. 
 
 Psalm XGIII. Long Metre. 
 The Eternity and Sovereignty of God. 
 
 WlTH glory clad, with ftrength array'd, 
 
 The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, 
 The world's foundations ftrongly laid, 
 
 And the vaft fabrick ftill fuftains. 
 II. 
 How furely 'ftablifh'd is thy throne ! 
 
 Which (hall no change or period fee ; 
 For thou, O Lord, and thou alone, 
 
 Art God from all eternity. 
 III. 
 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, 
 
 And tofs the troubled waves on high ; 
 But God above can ftill their noife, 
 
 And make the angry fea comply. 
 
82 P S A L M S. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Thy promife, Lord, is ever fure ; 
 
 And they that in thy houfe would dwell. 
 That happy ftation to fecure, 
 
 Mull ftill in holinefs excel. 
 
 Psalm XCIV. Common Metre. 
 The Blejfednefs of Afflittion. 
 
 JdLESS'D is the man whom thou, O Lord, 
 
 In kindnefs doft chaftife, 
 And by thy facred rules to walk 
 
 Doit lovingly advife. 
 IT. 
 This man (hall reft and fafety find 
 
 In feafons of diilreis ; 
 Whilft God prepares a pit for thofe 
 
 That fiubbornly tranfgrefs. 
 III.. 
 For God will never from his faints 
 • PI is favour wholly take ; 
 His own pofleffion and his lot, 
 
 Pie will not quite forfake. 
 IV. 
 The world (hall then confefs thee juft 
 
 In all that thou haft done ; 
 And thofe that choofe thy upright ways* 
 
 Shall, in thofe paths go on. 
 
 
PSALMS. 8 3 
 
 Psalm XCV. Long Metre. 
 Publick Worjhip* 
 
 O COME, loud anthems let us fing, 
 Loud thanks to our almighty King j 
 For we our voices high mould raife, 
 When our falvation's rock we praife. 
 
 II. 
 Into his presence let us hafte, 
 To thank him for his favours pall ; 
 To him addrefs, in joyful fongs, 
 The praife that to his name belongs. 
 
 III. 
 For God the Lord, enthron'd in flare. 
 Is, with unrivali'd glory, great ; 
 A King fuperiour far to all 
 Whom by his title, God, we call. 
 
 IV. 
 The depths of earth are in his hand, 
 Her fecret wealth at his command ; 
 The ftrength of hills, that threat the fides, 
 
 Subje&ed to his empire lies. 
 
 V. 
 The rolling ocean's vaft abyfs 
 By the fame fov'reign right is his ; 
 'Tis mov'd by his almighty hand, 
 That form'd and fix'd the folic! land. 
 
84 PSALMS. 
 
 VI. 
 
 O let us to his courts repair, 
 And bow with adoration there ; 
 Down on our knees devoutly all 
 Before the Lord our Maker fall. 
 
 Psalm XGVI. Ninth Metre. 
 Praife to the Supreme Rider and Judge. 
 
 uING to the Lord a new-made fong ; 
 Let earth, in one affembled throng, 
 
 Her common patron's praife refound. 
 Sing to the Lord, and blefs his name, 
 From day to day his praife proclaim, 
 
 Who us has with falvation crown'd. 
 To heathen lands his fame rehearfe, 
 His wonders to the univerfe. 
 
 II. 
 He's great, and greatly to be prais'd ; 
 In majefty and glory rais'd 
 
 Above all other deities. 
 For pageantry and idols all 
 Are they whom gods the heathen call : 
 
 He only rules who made the fkies. 
 With majefty and honour crown'd, 
 Beauty and ftrength his throne furround. 
 
PSALMS. 85 
 
 III. 
 Proclaim aloud, Jehovah reigns, 
 Whofe pow'r the univerfe fuftains, 
 
 And banifh'd juftice will reftore. 
 Let therefore heav'n new joys confefs, 
 And heav'nly mirth let earth exprefs ; 
 
 Its loud applaufe the ocean roar ; 
 Its mute inhabitants rejoice, 
 And for this triumph find a voice. 
 
 IV. 
 For joy let fertile vallies ling, 
 The cheerful groves their tribute bring ; 
 
 The tuneful choir of birds awake, 
 The Lord's approach to celebrate, 
 Who now fets out with awful ftate, 
 
 His circuit through the earth to take, 
 From heav'n to judge the world he's come, 
 With juftice to reward and doom. 
 
 Psalm XCVI. Tenth Metre. 
 Praife to the fnpr erne Rider and Judge, 
 
 \J SING to the Lord a new feng, 
 Let th' univerfe join in the ftrain, 
 
 Each day the glad tribute prolong, 
 His wonders, his glory maintain. 
 
 Let gratitude blefs the kind pow'r 
 
 From whom our falvation defcends : , 
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86 PSALMS. 
 
 How great is the God we adore ! 
 
 How rich are the bleffings he fends ! 
 II. 
 In the beauty of holinefs bow ; 
 
 O worfhip with fear and with love ; 
 How folernn his temples below ! 
 
 How glorious his prefence above ! 
 Proclaim to the nations around, 
 
 That our God th' omnipotent reigns, 
 Whofe righteoufnefs fpace cannot bound 5 
 
 Whofe purpofe unalter'd remains. 
 III. 
 O let the wide heavens rejoice, 
 
 The earth with her myriads be glad, 
 Old ocean mall join his loud voice, 
 
 And the woods in rich verdure be clad : 
 Rejoice ! for the Lord is at hand ; 
 
 Prepare, for his judgment is nigh; 
 Before him all nations fhall Hand ; 
 No guilt from his juftice can fly. 
 
 Psalm XCVII. Long Metre. 
 
 The Majejiy of God's Kingdom, and the Re- 
 wards of Righteoufnefs. 
 
 JEHOVAH reigns, let all the earth 
 
 In his juft government rejoic 
 
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PSALMS. 87 
 
 Let all the ifles with facred mirth, 
 In his applaufe unite their voice. 
 II. 
 
 Darknefs and clouds of awful fhade 
 His dazzling glory fhroud in ftate ; 
 
 Juftice and truth his guards are made, 
 And fix'd by his pavilion wait. 
 
 III. 
 
 Thou, O our God, art feated high, 
 
 Above earth's potentates enthron'd ; 
 Thou, Lord, unrivall'd in the fky, 
 
 Supreme by all the gods art own'd. 
 IV. 
 You who to" ferve this Lord afpire, 
 
 Abhor what's ill, and truth efteem : 
 He'll keep his fervants' fouls entire, 
 
 And them from wicked hands redeem. 
 V. 
 For feeds are fown of glorious light, 
 
 A future harveft for the juft ; 
 And gladneis to* o~ ^^ rt that's right, 
 
 To recompenfe its pious truii. 
 VI. 
 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord ; 
 
 Memorials of his holinefs, 
 Deep in your faithful breafts record, 
 
 And with your thankful tongues confefs. 
 
88 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm XCVIII. Common Metre. 
 The Power and Salvation of God. 
 
 DING to the Lord a new-made fong, 
 
 Who wond'rous things has done ; 
 With his right hand and holy arm, 
 
 The conqueft he has won. 
 II. 
 The Lord has through th' aftonifh'd world 
 
 Difplay'd his faving might, 
 And made his righteous ads appear 
 
 In all the heathen's fight. 
 III. 
 Let therefore earth's inhabitants 
 
 Their cheerful voices raife, 
 And all with univerfal joy 
 
 Refound their Maker's praife. 
 IV. 
 Let the loud ocean roar her joy, 
 
 With all that feas contain ; 
 The earth and **•- — *^oitants 
 
 tr-^t concert with the main. 
 V. 
 With joy let riv'lets fwell to ftreams, 
 
 To fpreading torrents they ; 
 And echoing vales, from hill to hill, 
 
 Redoubled fhouts convey ; 
 
PSALMS. So 
 
 VI. 
 
 To welcome down the world's great Judge, 
 
 Who does with juftice come, 
 And with impartial equity, 
 
 Both to reward and doom. 
 
 Psalm XGIX. Short Metre. 
 The Holinefs of God. 
 
 1 HE God Jehovah reigns, 
 And holy is his throne : 
 Let all the nations humbly fear. 
 And worfhip him alone. 
 
 IT. 
 Let all with praife addrefs 
 His great and dreadful name ; 
 His wifdom, pow'r, and majefty^ 
 And holinefs proclaim. 
 
 III. 
 Exalt the Lord our God, 
 Before his footftool fall ; 
 His mercy, truth, and faithfulnefs, 
 And holinefs extol. * 
 
 IV. 
 With worfhip at his courts, 
 Exalt our God and Lord ; 
 For he who only holy is, 
 Alone fliould be ador'cL 
 
 H2 
 
90 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm C. Long Metre. 
 Praife to our Creator, 
 
 JjEFORE Jehovah's lofty throne, 
 
 Ye nations, bow with facred joy : 
 Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
 
 He can create, and he deftroy. 
 II. 
 His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 
 Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 
 And when like wand'ring fheep we ftray'd, 
 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 III. 
 We are his people, we his care, 
 
 Our fouls and all our mortal frame : 
 What lafting honours fhall we rear, 
 
 Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 
 IV. 
 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful fongs ; 
 
 High as the heav'ns our voices raife ; 
 And earth, with her. ten thoufand tongues, 
 
 Shall fill thy courts with founding praife, 
 V. 
 Wide as the world is thy command ! 
 
 Vaft as eternity thy love ! 
 Firm as a rock thy truth fhall ftand, 
 
 When rolling years fhall ceafe to move. 
 
PSALMS. 91 
 
 Psalm CI. Long Metre. 
 Jiifl Rulers encourage good Men. 
 
 WHEN, Lord, thou fhalt with me refide, 
 Wife difcipline my reign mall guide ; 
 With blamelefs life myfelf I'll make 
 A pattern for my court to take. 
 
 II. 
 No ill defign will I purfue, 
 Nor thofe my fav'rites make that do. 
 Who to reproof has no regard, 
 Him will I totally difcard. 
 
 III. 
 The private flanderer fhall be 
 In publick juftice doom'd by me : 
 From haughty looks I'll turn afide, 
 And mortify the heart of pride. 
 
 IV. 
 But honefty, call'd from her cell, 
 In fplendour at my court fhall dwell : 
 Who virtue's pra&ice make their care. 
 Shall have the firft preferments there. 
 
 V. * 
 
 No politicks fhall recommend 
 His country's foe to be my friend : 
 None e'er fhall to my favour rife 
 By flatt'ring or malicious lies. 
 
92 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CII. Common Metre. 
 The Immutability of God. 
 
 THROUGH endlefs years thou art the 
 
 O ever bleffed God ! [fame, 
 
 Ages to come fhall found thy praife, 
 
 And tell thy works abroad. 
 II. 
 The ftrong foundations of the earth 
 
 Of old by thee were laid ; 
 Thy hands the beauteous arch of heav'n 
 
 With wond'rous fkill have made. 
 III. 
 Whilft thou for ever fhalt endure, 
 
 They foon fhall pafs away ; 
 And like a garment often worn, 
 
 Shall tarnifh and decay. 
 IV. 
 Like that, when thou ordain'ft their change, 
 
 To, thy command they bend ; 
 But thou continu'ft ftill the fame, 
 
 Nor have thy years an end. 
 V. 
 Thou to the children of thy faints 
 
 Shalt lafting quiet give ; 
 Whofe happy race, fecurely fix'd, 
 
 Shall in thy prefence live. 
 
PSALMS. 93 
 
 Psalm CIII. Firft Part. Long Metre. 
 The Mercy of God. 
 
 1 HE Lord abounds with tender love, 
 
 And unexampled ads of grace : 
 His waken'd wrath doth flowly move, 
 
 His willing mercy flows apace. 
 II. 
 God will not always hardily chide, 
 
 But with his anger quickly part ; 
 And loves his punifhments to guide, 
 
 More by his love than our defert. 
 III. 
 As high as heav'n its arch extends 
 
 Above this little ipot of clay ; 
 So much his boundlefs love tranfcends 
 
 The fmall refpeds that we can pay. 
 IV. 
 As far as 'tis from eaft to weft, 
 
 So far has he our fms remov'd, 
 Who with a father's tender breaft 
 
 Has fuch as fear'd him always lov'd. 
 V. 
 For God, who all our frame furveys, 
 
 Confiders that we are but clay ; 
 How frefh foe'er we feem, our days 
 
 Like grafs or flow'rs mult fade away. 
 
94 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm .CHI. Second Part. Long Metre. 
 Angdick Praife. 
 
 1 HE Lord, the univerfal King, 
 
 In heav'n has fix'd his lofty throne : 
 To him, ye angels, praifes fing, 
 In whole great ftrength his pow'r is fhowru 
 II. 
 Ye that his juft commands obey, 
 
 And hear and do his facred will ; 
 Ye hofts of his, this tribute pay, 
 Who ftill what he ordains fulfil. 
 III. 
 Let ev'ry creature jointly blefs 
 
 The mighty Lord ; and thou, my heart, 
 With grateful joy thy thanks exprefs, 
 And in this concert bear thy part. 
 
 Psalm CIV. Firft Part. Long Metre. 
 The Majcjly of God. 
 
 JjLESS God, my foul ; thou, Lord, alone 
 PoflTefleft empire without bounds \ 
 
 With honour thou art crown' d ; thy throne 
 Eternal ma) eft y furrounds. 
 II. 
 
 With light thou dofl thyfelf enrobe, 
 And glory for a garment take ; 
 
PSALMS- . 95 
 
 HeavVs curtains ftretch beyond the globe, 
 Thy canopy of ftate to make. 
 III. 
 God builds on liquid air, and forms 
 His palace chambers in the Ikies ; 
 The clouds his chariots are, and ftorms 
 The fwift- wing' d fteeds with which he flies. 
 IV. 
 As bright as flame, as fwift as wind, 
 His minifters heav'n's palace fill, 
 To have their fundry tafks affign'd ; 
 
 All proud to ferve their fov'reign's will 
 
 Psalm CIV. Second Part. Eighth Metre. 
 The Bleffing of Rain and Fountains. 
 
 (jrOD's providence fix'd 
 
 The ftream and its fource ; 
 The fea knows its bounds, 
 
 The rivers their courfe ; 
 Convey'd through dark conduits, 
 
 Springs rife on the hills ; 
 They burft in the fountains. 
 
 They fall in the rills. 
 IT. 
 The beafts of the wild 
 
 Their foreft forfake ; 
 The herd quits the field^ 
 
 To drink of the lake ; 
 
9 6 PSALMS. 
 
 On trees crown'd with verdure, 
 
 Its margin along, 
 Birds, warbling fweet mufick, 
 
 Praife God in their fong. 
 III. 
 Descending on hills, 
 
 Clouds plenteoufnefs pour ; 
 All nature revives, 
 
 Earth fmiles in the fhow'r ; 
 A garment of verdure 
 
 Apparels the plain, 
 Fruits fwell in the garden, 
 
 Fields wave with their grain. 
 
 Psalm CIV. Third Part. Long Metre. 
 For Hiifbandmen. 
 
 GRASS, for our cattle to devour, 
 
 God makes the growth of ev'ry field ; 
 Herbs, for man's ufe, of various pow'r, 
 
 That either food or phyfick yield. 
 II. 
 With clufter'd grapes he crowns the vine, 
 
 To cheer man's heart opprefs'd with cares; 
 Gives oil that makes his face to fhine, 
 
 And corn that wafted flrength repairs. 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 97 
 
 in. 
 The trees of God, without the care 
 Or art of man, with fap are fed : 
 The mountain cedar looks as fair, 
 
 As thofe in royal gardens bred. 
 IV. 
 The moon's inconftant afpect mows 
 
 Th' appointed feafons of the year ; 
 Th' inftructed fun his duty knows, 
 
 His hours to rife and difappear. 
 V. 
 Forth to the tillage of his foil, 
 
 The hufbandman fecurely goes, 
 Commencing with the fun his toil, 
 
 With him returns to his repofe. 
 VI. 
 How various, Lord, thy works are found ; 
 
 For which thy wifdom we adore ! 
 The earth is with thy treafure crown'd, 
 
 Till nature's hand can grafp no more. 
 
 Psalm CIV. Fourth Part. Long Metre. 
 For Seamen. 
 
 vJ GOD, the vaft unfathom'd main 
 Of wonders a new fcene fapplies, 
 
 Whofe depths inhabitants contain, 
 Of ev'ry form and ev'ry fize. 
 
9 8 P S A L M S. 
 
 II. 
 
 Full freighted fhips from ev'ry port, 
 
 There cut their unmolefted way ; 
 Leviathan, -whom there to fport 
 
 Thou mad'ft^ has compafs there to play, 
 III. 
 The various troops of fea and land, 
 
 In fenfe of common want agree ; 
 All wait on thy difpenfing hand, 
 
 And have their daily alms from thee. 
 IV. 
 They gather what thy (lores difperfe, 
 
 Without their trouble to provide : 
 Thou op'ft thy hand, the univerfe, 
 
 The craving world, is all fupply'd. 
 
 Psalm CIV. Fifth Part. Long Metre. 
 The univerfal Providence of God, 
 
 1HOU, Lord, a moment hid'ft thy face, 
 
 The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn : 
 Thou tak'ft their breath, all nature's race 
 
 Forthwith to mother earth return. 
 II. 
 Again thou fend'ft thy fpirit forth, 
 
 T' infpire the mafs with vital feed; 
 Nature's reftor'd, and parent earth 
 
 Smiles on her new-created breed* 
 
PSALMS. 99 
 
 ill. 
 
 Thus through fucceffive ages ftands 
 
 Firm hVd thy providential care ; 
 Pleas'd with the work of thy own hands, 
 
 Thou doft the waftes of time repair, 
 IV. 
 One look of thine, one wrathful look, 
 
 Earth's panting breaft with tcrrcur fills ; 
 One touch from thee, with clouds of fmoke, 
 
 In darknefs fhrouds the proudeft hills, 
 V. 
 In praifing God, while he prolongs 
 
 My breath, I will that breath employ ; 
 And join devotion to my fongs, 
 
 Sincere, as in him is my joy. 
 
 Psalm CV. Common Metre. 
 Seeking God. 
 
 O RENDER thanks,* and blefe the Lord ; 
 
 Invoke his facred name ; 
 Acquaint the nations with his deeds, 
 
 His matchlefs deeds proclaim. 
 II. 
 Sing to his praife, in lofty hymns 
 
 His wond'rous works rehearfe ; 
 Make them the theme of your difcourfe, 
 
 And fubjecT: of your verfe. 
 
ioo PSALMS. 
 
 in. 
 
 Rejoice in his almighty name, 
 
 Alone to be ador'd ; 
 And let their hearts o'erflow with joy, 
 
 That humbly feek the Lord. 
 IV. 
 Seek ye the Lord, his faving ftrength 
 
 Devoutly ftill implore ; 
 And where he's ever prefent, feek 
 
 His face for evermore. 
 V. 
 The wonders that his hands have wrought, 
 
 Keep thankfully in mind ; 
 The righteous ftatutes of his mouth, 
 
 And laws to us affign'd. 
 
 Psalm CVI. Long Metre. 
 
 Praife to God, and the Happinefs of the 
 Righteous. 
 I. 
 O RENDER thanks to God above, 
 The fountain of eternal love ; 
 Whofe mercy firm through ages paft 
 Has ftood, and fhall for ever laft. 
 
 II. 
 Who can his mighty deeds exprefs, 
 Not only vaft, but numberlefs ? 
 What mortal eloquence can raife 
 His tribute of immortal praife ? 
 
PSALMS. ioi 
 
 ill. 
 Happy are they, and only they, 
 Who from thy judgments never ftray ; 
 Who know what's right ; nor only fo, 
 But always pra&ife what they know. 
 
 IV. 
 Extend to me that favour, Lord, 
 Thou to thy chofen doft afford : 
 When thou return'ft to fet them free, 
 Let thy falvation vifit me. 
 
 Psalm CVIL Firft Part. Long Metre, 
 For Captives in War. 
 
 1 O God your grateful voices raife, 
 
 Who does your daily patron prove \ 
 And let your never-ceafmg praife 
 Attend on his eternal love. 
 II. 
 Let thofe give thanks whom he from bands 
 
 Of proud oppreffing foes releas'd ; 
 And brought them back from diftant lands, 
 From north and fouth, and weft and eaft. 
 III. 
 Through lonely defert ways they went, 
 
 Nor could a peopled city find ; 
 Till quite with thirft and hunger fpent. 
 Their fainting fouls within them pin'd. 
 1% 
 
io2 PSALM S. 
 
 IV. 
 Then foon to God's indulgent ear 
 
 Did they their mournful cry addrefs } 
 Who gracioufly vouchfaf 'd to hear, 
 
 And freed them from their deep diftrefs. 
 V. 
 From crooked paths he led them forth, 
 
 And in the certain way did guide, 
 To wealthy towns of great refort, 
 
 Where all their wants were well fupplied. 
 VI. 
 O then that all the earth with me 
 
 Would God for this his goodnefs praife ! 
 And for the mighty works which he 
 Throughout the wond'ring world difplays! 
 
 Psalm CVII. Second Part. Long Metre. 
 For Prjfoners. 
 
 SOME lie, with darknefs compafs'd round, 
 In death's uncomfortable made ; 
 
 And with unwieldy fetters bound, 
 By prefiing cares more heavy made. 
 
 Then foon to God's indulgent ear, 
 Did they their mournful cry addrefs ; 
 
 Who gracioufly vouchfaf 'd to hear, 
 
 And freed them from their deep diftrefs. 
 
PSALMS. 103 
 
 in. 
 From difmal dungeons, dark as night, 
 
 And fhades as black as death's abode, 
 He brought them forth to cheerful light, 
 
 And welcome liberty beftow'd. 
 IV. 
 O then that all the earth with me 
 
 Would God for this his goodnefspraife! 
 And for the mighty works which he 
 
 Throughout the wond'ring world difplays ! 
 
 Psalm CVIL Third Part. Gommon Metre. 
 Intemperance chajll%ed and reformed, 
 
 BENEATH God's terrours doom'd to 
 
 Behold th' intemp'rate band, [groan. 
 The fruits of folly reap, and own 
 
 The juftice of his hand. 
 II. 
 From food eftrang'd, their languid foul 
 
 The needful meal foregoes ; 
 Life feels its current faintly roll, 
 
 And haftens to its clofe. 
 III. 
 Diftrefs'd, to God they make their pray'r, 
 
 And nature joyous fees 
 His word her ruin'd ftrength repair, 
 
 Her fierceft tortures eafe. 
 
104 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 O then that all would blefs his name, 
 
 Who thus his mercy prove ; 
 And ftill from age to age proclaim 
 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
 Psalm CVII. Fourth Part. Long Metre. 
 For Seamen. 
 
 X HEY that in fhips, with courage bold, 
 O'er fwelling waves their trade purfue,. 
 Do God's amazing works behold, 
 And in the deep- his wonders view. 
 II. 
 No fooner his command is part, 
 
 But forth the dreadful temper! flies, 
 Which fweeps the fea with rapid hafte, 
 And makes the ftormy billows rife. 
 III. 
 Sometimes the fhips, tofs'd up to heav'n, 
 
 On tops of mountain waves appear ; 
 
 Then down the fteep abyfs are driv'n, 
 
 Whilft ev'ry foul diffolves with fear. 
 
 They reel and ftagger to and fro, 
 
 Like men with fumes of wine opprefs'd ; 
 
 Nor do the fkilful feamen know 
 
 Which way to fteer, what courfe is beft. 
 
PSALMS. 105 
 
 v. 
 Then ftraight to God's indulgent ear 
 
 They do their mournful cry addrefs ; 
 Who gracioufly vouchfafes to hear, 
 
 And frees them from their deep diftrefs. 
 VI. 
 He does the raging ftorm appeafe, 
 
 And makes the billows calm and ftill ; 
 With jdf they fee their fury ceafe, 
 
 And their intended courfe fulfil. 
 VII. 
 O then that all the earth with me 
 
 Would God for this his goodnefs praife ! 
 And for the mighty works which he 
 
 Throughout the wond'ring world difplay s ! 
 
 Psalm CVIII. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God : a Morning Pfalm. 
 
 O GOD, my heart is fully bent 
 
 To magnify thy name ; 
 My tongue with cheerful fongs of praife 
 
 Shall celebrate thy fame. 
 II. 
 Awake, my lute ; nor thou, my harp, 
 
 Thy warbling notes delay ; 
 Whilft I with early hymns of joy 
 
 Prevent the dawning day. 
 
io6 PSALM S. 
 
 in. 
 
 To all the lift'ning tribes, O Lord, 
 
 Thy wonders I will tell, 
 And to thofe nations fing thy praife 
 
 That round about us dwell : 
 IV. 
 Becaufe thy mercy's boundlefs height 
 
 The higheft heav'n tranfcends, 
 And far beyond th' afpiring clouds 
 
 Thy faithful truth extends. 
 V. 
 Be thou, O God, exalted high 
 
 Above the ftarry frame ; 
 And let the world,. with one confent, 
 
 Confefs thy glorious name. 
 
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 Psalm CIX. Common Metre. 
 Love to Enemies from the Example of Chrift. 
 
 1 HOU caufeft, Lord, thy fun to fhine, 
 
 Thy rain on them to fall, 
 Who moft tranfgrefs the law divine ; 
 For thou art good to alK 
 II. 
 Thine image in thy Son we view,, 
 
 Who full of grace was found, 
 When llanders, cruel as untrue, 
 Encompafs'd him around* 
 
 
PS AL M S. in 
 
 Psalm CXIII. Six Line Long Metre. 
 The MajeJIy and Goodnefs of God. 
 
 iE faints and fervants of the Lord, 
 The triumphs of his name record : 
 
 His facred name for ever blefs. 
 Where'er the circling fun dilplays 
 His rifing beams or fetting rays, 
 
 Due praife to his great name addrefs* 
 IL 
 God through the world extends his fway : 
 The regions of eternal day 
 
 But fhadows of his glory are* 
 To him whofe majefty excels, 
 Who made the heav'n in which he dwells, 
 
 Let no created pow'r compare. 
 III. 
 His goodnefs, equal to his pow'r, 
 Loads with its bleffings ev'ry hour, 
 
 And fpreads the wide creation o'er. 
 On the whole earth his bounties reft, 
 Through the whole earth his name be blefs'd ; 
 
 Since all receive, let all adore. 
 
ii2 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CXVI. Common Metre. 
 
 The divine Deliverances gratefully acknowl- 
 edged. 
 
 jMY foul with grateful thoughts of love 
 
 Entirely is poffeft, 
 Becaufe the Lord vouchfaf'd to hear 
 
 The voice of my requeft. 
 II. 
 Since he has now his ear inclined, 
 
 I never will defpair ; 
 But ftill in all the ftraits of life 
 
 To him addrefs my pray*r. 
 III. 
 When death alarm' d me, he remov'd 
 
 My dangers and my fears ; 
 My feet from falling he fecur'd, 
 
 And dry'd my eyes from tears. 
 IV. 
 Therefore my life's remaining years, 
 
 Which God to me fhall lend, 
 Will I in praifes to his name, 
 
 And in his fervice fpend. 
 
 Psalm CXVII. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God from all Nations. 
 
 VtITH cheerful notes let all the earth 
 To heav'n their voices raife \ 
 
PSALMS. 113 
 
 Let all, infpir'd with godly mirth, 
 Sing folemn hymns of praife. 
 II. 
 
 God's tender mercy knows no bound, 
 His truth (hall ne'er decay : 
 
 Then let the willing nations round, 
 Their grateful tribute pay. 
 
 Psalm CXVIII. Firft Part. Com. Metre, 
 Trujling in God. 
 
 O PRAISE the Lord, for he is good, 
 
 His mercies ne'er decay : 
 That his kind favours ever laft, 
 
 My thankful heart, mall fay.. 
 IL 
 To God I made my humble moan, . 
 
 With troubles quite opprefs'd ; 
 And he releas'd me from my ilraits 5 . 
 
 And granted my requeft. 
 III. 
 Since therefore God does on my fide 
 
 So gracioufly appear, 
 Why mould the vain attempts of men 
 
 Poffefs my foul with fear ? 
 K 2 
 
1 1 4 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 For better 'tis to truft in God, 
 
 And have the Lord our friend, 
 Than on the greateft human power 
 
 For fafety to depend. 
 
 Psalm CXVIII. Second Part. Com. Metre- 
 
 For the Lord's Day. 
 
 I. 
 
 1HAT which the Guilders once refus'd, 
 
 Is now the corner ftone : 
 This is the wond'rous work of God, 
 
 The work of God alone. 
 IT. 
 This day is God's ; let all the land 
 
 Exalt their cheerful voice : 
 Lord, we befeech thee, fave us now, 
 
 And make us ftill rejoice. 
 III. 
 Thou art my Lord, O God, and ftill 
 
 I'll praife thy holy name ; 
 Becaufe thou only art my God, 
 
 I'll celebrate thy fame. 
 IV. 
 O then with me give thanks to God, 
 
 Who ftill does gracious prove ; 
 And let the tribute of our praife 
 
 Be endlefs as his love. 
 
PSALMS, 115 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Firft Part. Com, Metre. 
 The Happinefs of a virtuous Life. 
 
 I. 
 
 HOW blefs'd are they who always keep 
 
 The pure and perfect way ! 
 Who never from the facred paths 
 Of God's commandments ftray ! 
 II. 
 Thrice blefs'd ! who to his righteous laws 
 
 Have ftill obedient been ! 
 And have with fervent humble zeal 
 His favour fought to win ! 
 III. 
 Such men their utmoft caution ufe 
 
 To fhun each wicked deed ; 
 But in the path which he directs 
 With conftant care proceed, 
 IV, 
 Thou ftridly haft enjoin d us, Lord, 
 
 To learn thy facred will ; 
 And all our diligence employ 
 Thy ftatutes to fulfil.. 
 V. 
 O then that thy moft holy will 
 
 Might o'er my ways prefide I 
 And I the courfe of all my life 
 By thy dire&ion guide ! 
 
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n6 PSALMS. 
 
 V.L 
 Thea with aflurance mould I walk, 
 
 From all confufion free ; 
 Convinc'd, with joy, that all my ways 
 
 With thy commands agree. 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Second Part. Com. Metre. 
 How the Young- may be preferved from Sin. 
 
 T 
 
 rlOW mail the young preferve their ways 
 
 From all pollution free ? 
 By making ftill their courfe of life 
 
 With thy commands agree* 
 IJ. 
 With hearty zeal for thee I (tck y 
 
 To thee for fuccour pray ;. 
 O fuffer not my carelefs fteps 
 
 From thy right paths to ftray,. 
 UL, 
 Safe in my heart, and clofely hid, 
 
 Thy word, my treafure, lies ; 
 To fuccour me with timely aid, 
 
 When finful thoughts arife* 
 IV. 
 Secur'd by that, my grateful foul 
 
 Shall ever blefs thy name : 
 O teach me then by thy juft laws 
 
 My future life to frame. 
 
PSALMS. 117 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Third Part. Com. Metre. 
 Prayer for divine Direction. 
 
 I. 
 INSTRUCT me in thy ftatuteg, Lord, 
 
 Thy righteous paths difplay ; 
 And I from them through all my life, 
 Will never go aftray. 
 IT. 
 If thou true wifdom from above 
 
 Wilt gracioufly impart, 
 To keep thy perfect laws I will 
 Devote my zealous heart. 
 III. 
 Direct me in the facred ways 
 
 To which thy precepts lead ; 
 Becaufe my chief delight has been 
 Thy righteous paths to tread. 
 IV. 
 Do thou to thy moft juft commands 
 
 Incline my willing heart ; 
 Let no defire of worldly wealth 
 From thee my thoughts divert. 
 V. 
 From thofe vain objects turn my eyes, 
 
 Which this falfe world difplays ; 
 But give me lively pow'r and ftrength 
 To keep thy righteous ways. 
 
nS PSALMS, 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Fourth Part. Com. Metre. 
 The Ben eft of AJfliaions. 
 
 WITH me, thy fervant, thou haft dealt 
 
 Moft gracioufly, O Lord | 
 Repeated benefits beftow'd, 
 According to thy word. 
 II. 
 Before affli&ion ftopp'd my courfe, 
 
 My footfteps went aftray ; 
 But I have fince been difciplin'd, 
 Thy precepts to obey. 
 III. 
 'Tis good for me that I have felt 
 
 AfHi&ion's chaft'ning rod, 
 That I might duly learn and keep 
 The ftatutes of my God. 
 ' IV. 
 The law that from thy mouth proceeds, 
 
 Of more efteem I hold, 
 Than untouch' d mines, than thoufand mines 
 Of filver and of gold. 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Fifth Part. Common Metre. 
 The Immutability of God and his Law. 
 
 -TOR ever and for ever, Lord, 
 Unchang'd thou doft remain ; 
 
PSALMS. 119 
 
 Thy word, eftablifli'd in the heav'ns, 
 
 Does all their orbs fuftain. 
 II. 
 Through circling ages, Lord, thy truth 
 
 Immoveable mall ftand, 
 As doth the earth which thou uphold'ft 
 
 By thine almighty hand. 
 III. 
 All things the courfe by thee ordain'd, 
 
 Ev'n to this day fulfil ; 
 They are thy faithful fubjects all, 
 
 And fervants of thy will. 
 IV. 
 IVe feen an end of what we call 
 
 Perfection here below : 
 But thy commandments, like thyfelf, 
 
 No change or period know. 
 
 Psalm CXIX. Sixth Part. Common Metre. 
 The Perfeclion of the divine Law. 
 
 1 KE wonders which thy laws contain, 
 
 No words can reprefent ; 
 Therefore to prattiie them, O Lord, 
 
 My zealous heart is bent. 
 II. 
 The very entrance to thy word 
 
 Celeftial light difplays. 
 
120 PSALMS. 
 
 And knowledge of true happinefs 
 To fimpleft minds conveys. 
 IIL 
 
 With eager hopes I waiting flood, 
 And fainted with defire, 
 
 That of thy wife commands I might 
 
 The facred {kill acquire. 
 IV. 
 
 Directed by thy heav'nly word, 
 
 Let all my footfteps be ; 
 Nor wickednefs of any kind 
 
 Dominion have o'er me. 
 
 Psalm CXXI. Hallelujah Metre. 
 God our Preferver. 
 
 UPWARD we lift our eyes, 
 From God is all our aid ; 
 The God who built the fkies, 
 And earth's foundation s laid. 
 God is the tow'r 
 To which we fly ; 
 His grace is nigh 
 In ev'ry hour. 
 II. 
 Our feet fhall never Aide, 
 Nor fall in fatal fnares, 
 
PSALMS. 121 
 
 Since God, our guard and guide, 
 Defends us from our fears. 
 Thofe wakeful eyes 
 That never fleep, 
 Our lives fhall keep, 
 When dangers rife. 
 III. 
 No burning heats by day, 
 
 Nor blafts of ev'ning air, 
 Shall take our health away, 
 While God is pleas'd to fpare : 
 The fame his grace, 
 The fame his pow'r, 
 At ev'ry hour, 
 In ev'ry place. 
 IV. 
 Haft thou not giv'n thy word 
 
 To fave our fouls from death ? 
 And we can truft thee, Lord, 
 To keep our mortal breath. 
 We'll go and come, 
 Nor fear to die, 
 Till from on high 
 Thou call us home. 
 
122 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CXXII. Common Metre. 
 For the Morning of the Lord? s Day. 
 
 H.OW did my heart rejoice to hear 
 
 My friends devoutly fay, 
 Let us in God's own houfe appear, 
 And keep the folemn day. 
 II. 
 I choofe the path his faints have trod, 
 
 And go to feek his face ; 
 For there our Father and our God„ 
 Reveals his wond'rous grace. 
 III. 
 Up to his courts with joys unknown, 
 
 His fervants fhall repair, 
 And humbly bow before his throne 
 In thankfulnefs and pray'r. 
 IV. 
 Their pray'rs and praifes while he hears, 
 
 His kind paternal voice 
 Difpels the contrite fmner's fears, 
 And bids his faints rejoice. 
 V. 
 Peace be within this facred place, 
 
 And joy a conftant gueft ! 
 With holy gifts and heav'nly grace 
 Be her attendants blefs'd ! 
 
PSALMS. 123 
 
 VI. 
 My foul fhall love his churches ftill, 
 
 While life or breath remains ; 
 Their ftation there my brethren fill, 
 
 And there my Father reigns. 
 
 Psalm CXXIV. Common Metre, 
 Deliverance from Enemies. 
 
 HAD not the Loud, we now may fay, 
 
 Been pleas'd to interpofe, 
 Had he not then efpous'd our caufe, 
 
 When men againft us rofe, 
 II. 
 Their wrath had fwallow'd us alive, 
 
 And rag'd without control j 
 Their fpite and pride's united floods 
 
 Had quite o'er whelm' d our foul. 
 III. 
 But prais'd be our eternal Lord, 
 
 Who refcu'd us that day, 
 Nor to their favage jaws gave up 
 
 Our threaten'd lives a prey. 
 IV. 
 Our foul is like a bird efcap'd 
 
 From out the fowler's net ; 
 The fnare is broke, their hopes are crofs'd, 
 
 And we at freedom fet. 
 
i2 4 PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 Secure in his almighty name, 
 
 Our confidence remains, 
 Who, as he made both heav'n and earth, 
 
 Of both fole monarch reigns. 
 
 Psalm CXXV. Common Metre. 
 
 The Jujl y though opprejfed by the Wicked y 
 Jh all finally be happy. 
 
 O GOD, the fouls that truft in thee, 
 
 Like mountains firm fhall ftand \ 
 Like them immoveable be fix'd 
 
 By thine almighty hand. 
 II. 
 The wicked may afflict the juft, 
 
 But ne'er too long opprefs, 
 Nor force him by defpair to feek 
 
 Bafe means for his redrefs. 
 III. 
 Be good, O righteous God, to thofe 
 
 Who righteous deeds affect ; 
 The heart that innocence retains, 
 
 Let innocence protect. 
 IV. 
 All thofe who walk in crooked paths, 
 
 The Lord fhall foon deftroy ; 
 Cut offth' unjuft, but crown the faints 
 
 With lafting peace and joy. 
 
PSALMS, 125 
 
 Psalm CXXVL Long Metre. 
 Weeping See 'd-time, joyful Harvejl. 
 
 THE darken'd fky, how thick it low'rs ! 
 Troubled with ftorms, and big with fhow'rs ; 
 No cheerful gleam of light appears, 
 But nature pours forth all her tears. 
 
 II. 
 Yet, let the fons of grace revive ; 
 God bids the foul that feeks him live ; 
 And from the gloomieft ihade of night 
 Calls forth a morning of delight. 
 
 III. 
 The feeds of extacy unknown 
 Are in thefe water' d furrows fown ; 
 See the green blades, how thick they rife, 
 And with frefh verdure blefs our eyes ! 
 
 IV. 
 In fecret foldings they contain 
 Unnumber'd ears of gjolden grain ; 
 And heav'n fhall pour its beams around, 
 Till the ripe harveft load the ground. 
 
 V. 
 Then fhall the trembling mourner come, 
 And bind his {heaves, and bear them home ; 
 The voice long broke with fighs fhall fing, 
 Till heav'n with hallelujahs ring ! 
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126 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CXXVIL Common Metre. 
 Succefs from God. 
 
 WE build with fruitlefs coft, unlefs 
 
 The Lord the pile fuftain ; 
 Unlefs the Lord the city keep, 
 
 The watchman wakes in vain. 
 II. 
 In vain we rife before the day, 
 
 And late to reft repair, 
 Allow no refpite to our toil, 
 
 And eat the bread of care. 
 III. 
 Supplies of life, with eafe to them, 
 
 He on his faints beftows ; 
 He crowns their labour with fuccefs, 
 
 Their nights with found repofe. 
 
 Psalm CXXX. Short Metre. 
 The pardoning Mercy of God. 
 
 FROM loweft depths of wo, 
 To God I fent my cry : 
 Lord, hear my fupplicating voice* 
 And gracioufly reply. 
 
PSALMS. 127 
 
 II. 
 
 Should' ft thou feverely judge, 
 
 Who can the trial bear ? 
 But thou forgiv'ft, left we defpond, 
 
 And quite renounce thy fear. 
 III. 
 
 My foul with patience waits 
 
 For thee, the living Lord ; 
 My hopes are on thy promife built, 
 
 Thy never-failing word, 
 IV. 
 
 My longing eyes look out 
 
 For thine enliv'ning ray, 
 More duly than the morning watck 
 
 To fpy the dawning day. 
 V. 
 
 In thee I truft, my God ; 
 
 No bounds thy mercy knows ; 
 The plenteous fource and fpring from which 
 
 Eternal fuccour flows : 
 VI. 
 
 Whofe friendly ftreams to us 
 
 Supplies in want convey ; 
 A healing fpring, a fpring to cleanfe, 
 
 And wafh our guilt away. 
 
128 PSALM S. 
 
 Psalm CXXXI. Common Metre. 
 
 Humility and Content. 
 
 I. 
 IS there ambition in my foul ? 
 
 Search, gracious God, and fee ; 
 Or do I a£t a haughty part ? 
 
 Lord, I appeal to thee. 
 II. 
 Drive from the confines of my heart 
 
 Ail difcontent and pride ; 
 Nor let me in erroneous paths 
 
 With thoughtlefs finners glide. 
 III. 
 Whate'er thine all-difcerning eye 
 
 Sees for thy creature fit, 
 I'll blefs the good, and to the ill 
 
 Contentedly fubmit. 
 IV. 
 With humble pleafure let me view 
 
 The profp'rous and the great ; 
 Malignant envy let me fly, 
 
 And odious felf-conceit. 
 V. 
 Let not defpair or fell revenge 
 
 Be to my bofom known ; 
 O give me tears for others' wo, 
 
 And patience for my own. 
 
PSALMS. 129 
 
 vi. 
 Feed me with neceffary food ; 
 
 I afk not wealth or fame ; 
 But give me eyes to view thy works, 
 
 And fenfe to praife thy name. 
 VII. 
 May my ftill days obfcurely pafs 
 
 Without remorfe or care ; 
 And let me for the parting hour 
 
 Inceffantly prepare. 
 
 Psalm CXXXIII. Common Metre. 
 Brotherly Love. 
 
 X1.0W vaft muft their advantage be ! 
 
 How great their pleafure prove ! 
 Who live like brethren, and confent 
 
 In offices of love ! 
 II. 
 True love is like that precious oil 
 
 Which, pour'd an Aaron's head, 
 Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes 
 
 Its coftly moifture fhed. 
 Ill, 
 'Tis like refrefhing dew, which does 
 
 On Hermon's top diftil ; 
 Or like the early drops that fall 
 
 On Zion's fruitful hill. 
 
i 5 o P S A L -M S. 
 
 lV. 
 For God to all, whofe friendly hearts 
 
 With mutual love abound, 
 Has firmly promis'd length of days 
 
 With conftant bleffings crown'd. 
 
 Psalm CXXXV. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God. 
 
 O PRAISE the Lord with one confent, 
 
 And magnify his name ; 
 Let all the fervants of the Lord 
 
 His worthy praife proclaim. 
 II. 
 Praife him all ye that in his houfe 
 
 Attend with conftant care j 
 With thofe that to his outmoft courts 
 
 With humble zeal repair. 
 III. 
 For this our trueft int'reft is, 
 
 Glad hymns of praife to fing ; 
 And with loud fongs to blefs his name, 
 
 A mod delightful thing. 
 IV. 
 That God is great, we often have 
 
 By glad experience found ; 
 And feen how he with wond'rous pow'r 
 
 Above all gods is crown'd. 
 
PSALM S. 13X 
 
 v. 
 For he with unrefifted ftrength 
 
 Performs his fov'reign will, 
 In heav'n and earth, and wat'ry flores 
 
 That earth's deep caverns fill. 
 
 Psalm CXXXVI. Hallelujah Metre- 
 
 Praife to God for the Wonders of Creation 
 and Providence. 
 
 1 O God, the mighty Lord, 
 Your joyful thanks repeat ; 
 To him due praife afford, 
 As good as he is great. 
 For God does prove 
 Our conftant friend, 
 His boundlefs love 
 Shall never end. 
 II. 
 To him whofe wond'rous pow'r 
 
 All other gods obey, 
 Whom earthly kings adore, 
 This grateful homage pay.. 
 For God, EsV. 
 III. 
 By his almighty hand 
 
 Amazing works are wrought ; 
 
j 3 2 PSALMS. 
 
 The heav'ns by his command 
 Were to perfe&ion brought. 
 For God, EsV. 
 IV. 
 God fpread the ocean round 
 About the fpacious land ; 
 And made the rifing ground 
 Above the waters ftand. 
 For God, Esta 
 V. 
 Through heav'n he did difplay 
 His num'rous hofts of light ; 
 The fun to rule by day, 
 
 The moon and ftars by night. 
 For God, £sV. 
 VI. 
 He does the food fupply, 
 
 On which all creatures live : 
 To God, who reigns on high, 
 Eternal praifes give. 
 
 For God will prove 
 Our conftant friend, 
 His boundlefs love 
 Shall never end. 
 
 
PSALMS. 133 
 
 Psalm CXXXVI. All Sevens Metre. 
 Praife to God the f over eign King. 
 
 JX.AISE your voice, and, joyful, fmg 
 Praife to your eternal King : 
 For his mercies far extend, 
 And his bounty knows no end. 
 
 II. 
 Through the various realms of earth, 
 Praife him, all of human birth ; 
 Honour pay to heav'n's high Lord, 
 And his wond'rous deeds record. 
 
 III. 
 Be the Lord your conftant theme, 
 Who of gods is God fupreme ; 
 He to whom all lords befide 
 Bow the knee and veil their pride. 
 
 IV. 
 He, whofe wifdom, thron'd on high, 
 Built t 1 e manfions of the fky ; 
 And the orbs, that gild the pole, 
 Bade through boundlefs ether roll : 
 
 V. 
 He who, o'er this earthly ball, 
 Looks with equal eye on all, 
 And to ^v'ry thing that lives 
 Rich fuj)plies of bleflings gives : 
 
134 
 
 P S A L M & 
 
 VI. 
 
 To the great eternal King, 
 
 Raife your voice, and, joyful, fmg ; 
 
 For his mercies far extend, 
 
 And his bounty knows no end. 
 
 Psalm CXXXVIII. Long Metre. 
 Rejloring and preferving Grace. 
 
 WlTH all my pow'rs of heart and tongue, 
 I'll praife my Maker in my fong ; 
 While holy zeal dire&s my eyes 
 To thy fair temple in the Ikies. 
 
 II. 
 I'll fing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; 
 I'll fing the wonders of thy word : 
 Not all thy works and ,names below 
 So much thy pow'r and glory mow. 
 
 III. 
 God looks on haughty finners down, 
 And pride mail tremble at his frown : 
 The virtuous poor with kindeft eye 
 He views, and lifts their fouls on high* 
 
 IV. 
 Amidft a thoufand fnares I ftand, 
 Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
 Thy words my fainting foul revive, 
 And keep my dying faith alive. 
 
P S A L M S. 135 
 
 v. 
 
 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
 To lave from for rows or from fins : 
 The work that wifdom undertakes, 
 Eternal mercy ne'er forfakes. 
 
 Psalm CXXXIX. FirftPart. Long Metre, 
 The all-feeing God. 
 
 I HOUjLoRDjbyftricteflfearchhait known 
 My rifing up and lying down ; 
 My fecret thoughts are known to thee, 
 Known long before conceiv'd by me, 
 
 II. 
 Thine eye my bed and path furveys, 
 My publick haunts and private ways ; 
 Thou know'ftwhat 'tis my lips would vent, 
 My yet unutter'd words' intent. 
 
 III. 
 Surrounded by thy pow'r I ftand, 
 On ev'ry fide I find thy hand. 
 G fkillyfor human reach too high ! 
 Too dazzling bright for mortal eye ! 
 
 IV. 
 O could L fo perfidious be, 
 To think of once defertirig thee ! 
 Where, Lord, could I thy influence fhun ? 
 Or whither from thy prefence run ? 
 
136 PSALMS. 
 
 v. 
 
 For fhould I try to fhun thy fight 
 Beneath the fable wings of night, 
 Once glance from thee, one piercing ray, 
 Would kindle darknefs into day. 
 
 VI. 
 The veil of night is no difguife, 
 No fcreen from thy all-fearching eyes : 
 Through midnight fhades thou find'ft thy 
 As in the blazing noon of day. [way, 
 
 Psalm CXXXIX. Second Part. Com. Met. 
 God the Creator of Mankind. 
 
 CxOD of our lives, whofe bounteous care 
 
 Firfl gave us pow'r to move ; 
 How mail our thankful hearts declare 
 
 The wonders of thy love ? 
 II. 
 While void of thought and fenfe we lay, 
 
 Dull of our parent earth, 
 Thy breath infonn'd the fleeping clay, 
 
 And call'd us into birth. 
 III. 
 From thee our limbs their fafhion took, 
 
 And ere our life begun, 
 Within the volume of thy book 
 
 Were written ev'ry one. 
 
PSALMS. 137 
 
 IV. 
 Thine eye beheld in perfect view 
 
 The yet unfinifh'd plan ; 
 Th' imperfect lines thy pencil drew, 
 And form'd the future man. 
 V. 
 
 may this frame, which riling grew 
 Beneath thy forming hands, 
 
 Be ftudious ever to purfue 
 Whate'er thy will commands. 
 
 Psalm CXXXIX. Third Part. Long Met. 
 The Mercies of God innumerable, 
 
 LETme acknowledge, O my God, 
 That fmce this maze of life I trod, 
 Thy thoughts of love to me furmount 
 The pow'r of numbers to recount, 
 
 II. 
 Far fooner could I reckon o'er" 
 The fands upon the ocean's more : 
 Each. morn revifmg what I've done, 
 
 1 find th' account. but new begun. 
 
 III. 
 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart 5 
 If mifchief lurks in any part : 
 Correct me where I go aftray,. 
 And guide me in thy perfecl way. 
 M 2 
 
138 PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CXLI. Common Metre. 
 
 Watchfulnefs and brotherly Reproof, 
 
 I. 
 X O thee, O Lord, my cries afcend, 
 
 O hafte to my relief ; 
 And with accuftom'd pity hear 
 The accents of my grief. 
 II. 
 From hafty language curb my tongue, 
 
 And let a conftant guard 
 Still keep the portal of my lips, 
 With wary filence barr'd. 
 III. 
 From wicked men's defigns and deeds 
 
 My heart and hands reftrain ; 
 Nor let me in the booty mare 
 Of their unrighteous gain. 
 IV. 
 Let upright men reprove my faults, 
 
 And I mall think them kind ; 
 Like balm that heals a wounded head, 
 I their reproof mail find ; 
 V. 
 And in return, my fervent pray'r 
 
 I fhall for them addrefs, 
 When they are tempted and reduc'd, 
 Like me, to fore diftrefs. 
 
PSALMS. 139 
 
 Psalm CXLIIL Common Metre. 
 
 Prayer for divine Direclion. 
 
 I. 
 LORD, hear my pray'r, and to my cry 
 
 Thy wonted audience lend ; 
 In thine accuflom'd faith and truth 
 
 A gracious anfwer fend. 
 II. 
 Nor at thy ftricT: tribunal bring 
 
 Thy fervant to be tried ; 
 For in thy fight no living man 
 
 Can e'er be juftify'd. 
 III. 
 Thou art my God, thy righteous will 
 
 Inftru£t me to obey ; 
 Let thy good fpirit lead and keep 
 
 My foul in thy right way. 
 IV. 
 O for the fake of thy great name 
 
 Revive my drooping heart ; 
 For thy truth's fake, to me diftrefs'd, 
 
 Thy promis'd aid impart. 
 
 Psalm CXLIV. Long Metre. 
 Peace and Plenty. 
 
 OUR fons like lofty trees fhall grow, 
 Well plantedTtn fome fruitful place ; 
 
14-0 
 
 P S A L M S, 
 
 Our daughters mail like pillars (how, 
 Defign'd fome royal court to grace,. 
 II. 
 
 Our garners fill'd with various ftore, 
 Shall us and ours with plenty feed ; 
 
 Our fheep, increafing more and more, 
 Shall thoufands and ten thoufands breed. 
 
 III:. 
 
 Strong fhall our lab'ring oxen grow, 
 Nor in their conftant labour faint ; 
 
 Whilft we no war nor flav'ry know, 
 And in our ftreets hear no complaint.. 
 
 iv. 
 
 Thrice happy is that people's cafe, 
 Wnofe various bleffings thus abound ; 
 
 Who God's true worfhip ftill embrace, 
 And are with his prote&ion crown'd. 
 
 Psalm CXLV. FirftPart. Com. Metre. 
 The Greatnefs of God. 
 
 I. 
 1HEE I'll extol, my God and King, 
 
 Thy endlefs praife proclaim : 
 This tribute daily I will bring, 
 And ever blefs thy name. . 
 IT. 
 Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great, 
 And highly to be prais'd ; 
 
PSALMS. 141 
 
 Thy majefty, with boundlefs height, 
 
 Above our knowledge rais'd. 
 III. 
 Renown'd for mighty ads, thy fame 
 
 To future times extends ; 
 From age to age thy glorious name 
 
 Succeffively defcends. 
 IV. 
 Whilft I thy glory and renown, 
 
 And wond'rous works exprefs, 
 The world with me thy might fhall own. 
 
 And thy great pow'r confefs. 
 V. 
 Thy glorious works of ancient date, 
 
 Shall thus to all be known ; 
 And thus thy kingdom's royal Hate, 
 
 With publick fplendour ihown. 
 VI. 
 Thy fteadfaft throne, from changes free. 
 
 Shall ftand for ever faft ; 
 Thy boundlefs fway no end fhall fee 
 
 But time itfelf outlaft. 
 
 Psalm CXLV. Second Part. Com. Metre, 
 The Goodnefs of God, 
 
 iHELoRDis good ; frefh ads of grace 
 His pity ftill fupplies ; 
 
142 PSALM S. 
 
 His anger moves with floweft pace, 
 
 His willing mercy flies. 
 II. 
 The Lord does them fupport that fall,. 
 
 And makes the proftrate rife ; 
 For his kind aid all creatures call, 
 
 Who timely food fupplies. 
 III. 
 Whate'er their various wants require^ 
 
 With open hand he gives ; 
 And fo fulfils the juft defire 
 
 Of ev'ry thing that lives. 
 IV. 
 How holy is the Lord, how juft ! 
 
 How righteous all his ways ! 
 How nigh to him, who with firm truft 
 
 For his afiiftanee prays ! 
 V. 
 He grants the full defires of thofe 
 
 Who him with fear adore ; 
 And will their troubles foon compofe, 
 
 When they his aid implore. 
 VI. 
 My time to come, in praifes fpent, 
 
 Shall ftill advance his fame ; 
 And all mankind with one confent 
 
 For ever blefs his name* 
 
PSALMS. x 43 
 
 Psalm CXLVI. Common Metre. 
 The Companion cf God to the poor and af- 
 jiiBed. 
 
 I HE Lord, who made both heav'n and 
 And all that they contain, [earth. 
 
 Will never quit his fteadfaft truth, 
 Nor make his promife vain. 
 II. 
 The poor opprefs'd, from all their wrongs 
 
 Are eas'd by his decree ; 
 He gives the hungry needful food, 
 And fets the prisoners free. 
 III. 
 By him the blind receive their fight, 
 
 The weak and fall'n he rears ; 
 With kind regard and tender love 
 He for the righteous cares. 
 IV. 
 The ftrangers he preferves from harm, 
 
 The orphan kindly treats, 
 Defends the widow,, and the wiles 
 Of wicked men defeats. 
 
 Psalm CXLVII. Common Metre. 
 
 Winter and Spring. 
 
 r-pi I. 
 
 I O God, the Lord, a hymn of praife 
 With grateful voices fing ; 
 
144 PSALMS. 
 
 To fongs of triumph tune the harp, 
 And ftrike each warbling firing. 
 II. 
 He covers heav n with clouds, and thence 
 
 Refrefhing rain beftows : 
 Through him, on mountain-tops, the grais 
 With wond'rous plenty grows. 
 III. 
 Through all our borders he gives peace, 
 
 With fineft wheat we're fed ; 
 He fpeaks the word, and what he wills, 
 Is done as foon as faid. 
 IV. 
 Large flakes of fnow,like fleecy wool, 
 
 Defcend at his command ; 
 And hoary froft, like afhes fpread, 
 Is fcatter'd o'er the land. 
 V. 
 When join'd to thefe,he does his hail 
 
 In little morfels break, 
 Who can againft his piercing cold 
 Secure defences make ? 
 VI. 
 He fends his word, which melts the ice ; 
 
 He makes his wind to blow, 
 And foon the ftreams, congeal' d before, 
 In plenteous currents flow. 
 
PSALMS. i 45 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Common Metre. 
 All Nature invoked to praife the Creator. 
 
 a RAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir, 
 
 That fill the realms above ; 
 Praife him, who form'd you of his fire, 
 And feeds you with his love. 
 II. 
 Shine to his praife, ye cryftal ikies, 
 
 The floor of his abode ; 
 Or veil in fhades your thoufand eyes 
 Before your brighter God. 
 III. 
 Shout to the Lord, ye furging feas, 
 
 In your eternal roar ; 
 Let wave to wave refound his praife, 
 And Ihore reply to fhore. 
 IV. 
 Thunder and hail, and fires and ftorms, 
 
 The troops of his cojnmand, 
 Appear in all your dreadful forms, 
 And fpeak his awful hand. 
 V. 
 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 
 
 To him who bids you grow ; 
 Sweet clufters, bend the fruitful vines 
 On ev'ry thankful bough. 
 N 
 
146 PSALMS. 
 
 VI. 
 Thus, while the meaner creatures fing, 
 
 Ye mortals catch the found ; 
 Echo the glories of your King 
 
 Through all the nations round. 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Long Metre. 
 
 Sun, Moon, and Stars, praife the Lord. 
 
 — L 
 
 FAIREST of all the lights above, 
 
 Thou fun,whofe beams adorn the fpheres, 
 And with unwearied fwiftnefs move, 
 
 To form the circles of our years : 
 IL 
 Praife the Creator of the fkies, 
 
 Who drefs'd thine orb in golden rays : 
 Or may the fun forget to rife, 
 
 If he forget his Maker's praife. 
 III. 
 Thou reigning beauty of the night, 
 
 Fair queen of filence, filver moon, 
 Whofe gentle beams and borrow'd light 
 
 Are fofter rivals of the noon ; 
 IV. 
 Arife, and to that fov' reign pow'r 
 
 Waxing and waning honours pay, 
 Who bade thee rule the dufky hour, 
 
 And half fupply the abfent day. 
 
PSALMS. 147 
 
 v. 
 
 Ye ftars that gild the ev'ning fky, 
 
 And cheer the gloomy face of night ; 
 Praife him who plac'd your orbs on high. 
 
 And out of darknefs call'd up light. 
 VI. 
 O God of glory, God of love, 
 
 Thou art the fun that makes our days : 
 With all thy mining works above, 
 
 Let men attempt to fing thy praife. 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Short Metre, 
 Univerfal Praife. 
 
 l_wET ev'ry creature join 
 
 Jehovah's name to praife ; 
 Ye angels, all your pow'rs combine 
 
 The nobleft fong to raife. 
 II. 
 
 Thou fun, with fplendour bright^ 
 
 And moon, with paler ray, 
 Ye diftant ftars of twinkling light, 
 
 Your Maker's praife difplay. 
 III. 
 
 He built the worlds above, 
 
 And gave to each its frame ; 
 By his command they ftand or move, 
 
 And ever fpeak his name. 
 
148 PSALMS. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Ye vapours, when ye rife, 
 
 Or fall in fhow'rs, or fnow, 
 Ye thunders, murm'ring round the fkies, 
 
 His pow'r and glory fhow. 
 V. 
 
 Wind, hail, and fiafhing fire, 
 
 Agree to praife the Lord, 
 When ye in dreadful dorms confpire 
 
 To execute his word. 
 VI. 
 
 By all his works above 
 
 His honours be exprefs'd ; 
 But they who know his wond'rous love, 
 
 Should fing his piaifcs beft. 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Six Line Metre. 
 
 Univerfal Praife. 
 I. 
 BEGIN, my foul, th' exalted lay, 
 Let each enraptur'd thought obey ; 
 And praife th' Almighty's name : 
 Lo ! heav'n, and earth, and feas, and fkies, 
 In one melodious concert rife 
 To fwell th 1 infpiring theme. 
 II. 
 Thou, heav'n of heav'ns, his vaft abode, 
 Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God, 
 Ye thunders, fpeak his pow'r ; 
 
PSALMS. 149 
 
 Lo I on the lightning's gleamy wing 
 In triumph walks th' eternal King ; 
 
 Th' aftonifh'd worlds adore. 
 III. 
 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rife, 
 To join the thunders of the ikies, 
 
 Praife him who bids you roll ; 
 His praife in fofter notes declare, 
 Each whifp'ring breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the foul. 
 IV, 
 Wake, all ye foaring throngs, and fing, 
 Ye cheerful warblers of the fpring ; 
 
 Harmonious anthems raife 
 To him who fhap'd your finer mould, 
 Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, 
 
 And tun'd your voice to praife. 
 V. 
 Let man, by nobler paflons fway'd, 
 The feeling heart, the judging head, 
 
 In heav'nly praife employ ; 
 Spread the Creator's name around, 
 Till heav'n's broad' arch ring back the found* 
 
 The gen'ral burft of joy. 
 
 N2 
 
ISO PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Hallelujah Metre. 
 Univerfal Praife. 
 
 x E boundlefs realms of joy, 
 Exalt your Maker's fame ; 
 His praife your fong employ 
 Above the ftarry frame ; 
 Your voices raife, 
 Ye cherubim 
 x^nd feraphim, 
 To fing his praife. 
 II. 
 Thou moon that rul'll the night, 
 And fun that guid'ft the day, 
 Ye glitt'ring ftars of light, 
 To him your homage pay : 
 His praife declare, 
 Ye heav'ns above, 
 And clouds that move 
 In liquid air. 
 III. 
 Let them adore the Lord, 
 
 And praife his holy name, 
 By whofe almighty word 
 
 They all from nothing came : 
 And all fhall laft 
 From changes free : 
 His firm decree 
 Stands ever faft. 
 
PSALMS. 151 
 
 IV. 
 United zeal be fhown, 
 
 His wondrous fame to raife, 
 Whofe glorious name alone 
 Deferves our endlefs praife. 
 Earth's utmoft ends 
 His pow'r obey : 
 His glorious fway 
 The Iky tranfcends. 
 
 Psalm CXLIX. Eighth Metre. 
 Thankf giving. 
 
 O PRAISE ye the Lord, 
 
 Prepare a new fong, 
 And let all his faints 
 
 In full concert join ; 
 With voices united 
 
 The anthem prolong, 
 And fhow forth his honours 
 
 In mufick divine. 
 
 II. 
 Let praife to the Lord 
 
 Who made us afcend ; 
 Let each grateful heart 
 
 Exult in its King ; 
 For God whom we worfhip 
 
 Our fongs will attend, 
 
i 5 2 PSALM S. 
 
 And view with complacence 
 
 The offYing we bring. 
 III. * 
 Be joyful, ye faints, 
 
 Suftain'd by his might, 
 And let your glad fongs 
 
 Awake with each morn ; 
 For thofe who obey him 
 
 Are ftill his delight ; 
 His hand with falvation 
 
 The meek will adorn. 
 IV. 
 Then praife ye the Lord, 
 
 Prepare a glad fong, 
 And let all his faints 
 
 In full concert join ; 
 With voices united 
 
 The anthem prolong, 
 And fhow forth his honours 
 
 In mufick divine. 
 
 Psalm CL. Long Metre. 
 Praife to God. 
 
 O PRAISE the Lord in that bleft place, 
 From whence his goodnefs largely flows : 
 
 Praife him in heav'n, where he his face 
 Unveil'd in perfect glory fhows. 
 
PSALMS. 153 
 
 IL 
 Praife him for all the mighty a£ts, 
 
 Which he in our behalf has done ; 
 His kindnefs this return exacts, 
 
 With which our praife fhould equal rim, 
 III. 
 Let the fhrill trumpet's warlike voice 
 
 Make rocks and hills his praife rebound 5 
 Praife him with harps' melodious noife, 
 
 And gentle pfalt'ry's filver found. 
 ° IV. 
 Let virgin troops foft timbrels bring, 
 
 And fome with graceful motion dance ; 
 Let inftruments of various firing, 
 
 With organs join'd, his praife advance. 
 V. 
 Let them who joyful hymns compofe, 
 
 To cymbals fet their fongs of praife ; 
 Cymbals of common ufe, and thofe 
 
 That loudly found on folemn days. 
 VI. 
 Let all, that vital breath enjoy, 
 
 The breath he does to them afford, 
 In juft returns of praife employ : 
 
 Let ev'ry creature praife the Lord. 
 
i 5 4 PSALM S. 
 
 Psalm CL. All Sevens Metre. 
 
 Praife ye the Lord. 
 
 I. 
 PRAISE, O praife the name divine, 
 Praife him at the hallo w'd fhrine 5. 
 Let the firmament on high 
 To its Maker's praife reply. 
 
 IT. 
 Let his ads and pow'r fupreme 
 To your fongs fuggeft a theme ; 
 Be the harp no longer mute, 
 Sound the trumpet, touch the lute; 
 
 III. 
 Let the organ in his praife 
 Learn its loudeft note to raife, 
 And the cymbal's varying found- 
 From the vaulted roof rebound.- 
 
 IV. 
 All who vital breath enjoy, 
 In his praife that breath employ. 
 And in one great chorus join ; 
 Praife, O praife the name divine. 
 
H Y M N S. 
 
 Hymn I. Common Metre, 
 The eternal Dominion of God. 
 
 u EA T G ° d ' h ° W infinIte ar t thou 
 How frail and weak are we ! 
 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praife to thee. 
 
 Thy throne eternal ages flood, 
 Ere earth or heav'n were made r 
 
 Thou art the ever-living God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
 Lt IIL 
 
 Nature and time quite naked lie 
 
 To thine immenfe furvey, 
 
 From the formation of the fky, 
 
 To the great burning day. 
 
 Eternity, with all its years, 
 Stands prefent in thy view ; 
 
 ro thee there's nothing old appears ; 
 Great God .! there's nothing new. 
 
I5 6 HYMNS. 
 
 Our lives through vlrying fcenes are drawn, 
 
 And vex'd with trifling cares, 
 While thine eternal thought moves on 
 
 Thine undifturb'd affairs. 
 
 Great God, how infinite art thou ! 
 
 How frail and weak are we . 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 ' And pay their praife to thee. 
 
 Hymn II. Common Metre. 
 
 the Power of God. 
 
 'TWASGodwhoform'dtherollingfpheres, 
 
 And ftretch'd the boundlefs flues ; 
 Who fix'd the plan of endlefs years, 
 And bade the ages rife. 
 
 From everlafting is his might ; 
 
 Immenfe and unconnn a : 
 He pierces through the realms of hght, 
 
 And rides upon tbe wind. 
 III. 
 He bids, and nature's wheels Hand ftill, 
 
 And leave their wonted round ■ 
 The mountains melt ; each trembling h.U 
 
 Forfakes its ancient bound. 
 
HYMNS. 157 
 
 IV. 
 
 His mighty voice in thunder fpeaks, 
 
 And rends the vaulted fky ; 
 Through the dark clouds the lightning breaks, 
 
 And tells the Godhead nigh. 
 V. 
 Ye worlds, and ev'ry living thing, 
 
 Fulfil his high command ; 
 Mortals, pay homage to your King, 
 
 And own his ruling hand. 
 
 Hymn III. -Common Metre. 
 To God the Creator. 
 
 (jrREAT firft of beings ! mighty Lore 
 
 Of all this wond'rous frame ! 
 Produc'd by thy creating word, 
 
 The world from nothing came. 
 II. 
 Thy voice fent forth the high command ; 
 
 'Twas inftantly obey'd : 
 And through thy goodnefs all things ftand, 
 
 Which by thy pow'r were made. 
 III. 
 Thy glories ihine throughout the whole, 
 
 Each part reflects thy light : 
 For thee, in courfe the planets roll, 
 
 And day fucceeds the night. 
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158 HYMN .§. 
 
 IV. 
 For thee, the fun difperfesheat 
 
 And beams of cheering day : 
 The.diftant ftars, in order fet, 
 
 By night thy pow'r difplay. 
 
 For thee,/the earth its produce yields; 
 
 For thee, the waters flow : 
 And various plants adorn the fields, 
 
 And trees afpiring grow. 
 VI. 
 Infpir'd.with praife, our minds purfuc 
 
 This wife and noble end ; 
 And all we think, and all we do, 
 
 Shall to thine hono.ur tend. 
 
 Hymn IV. Common Metre. 
 The Works of Creation and Providence. 
 
 I. 
 We fing th' almighty pow'r of God, 
 
 That made the mountains rife, 
 That fpread the flowing fe as abroad , 
 
 And built the lofty ikies. 
 II. 
 We fing the wifdom that ordain 1 d 
 
 The fun to rule the day ; 
 The moon fhines full at his command, 
 
 And all the ftars obey. 
 
HYMNS. 159 
 
 III; 
 
 We fing the goodnefs of the Lord, 
 
 That fill' d the earth with food ; 
 He form'd the creatures by his word, 
 
 And then prcnoune'd them good. 
 IV. 
 Lord, how thy wonders are difplay'd, 
 
 Where'er 'we turn our eye -, 
 If we furvey the ground we tread-, 
 
 Or gaze upon the iky ! 
 V. 
 There's not a plant or flow'r below. 
 
 But makes thy glories known ; 
 And clouds arife^and tempefts blow, 
 
 By order from thy throne. 
 VI. 
 Thy hand is our perpetual guard ; 
 
 Thou keep'ft us with thine eye : 
 Why fliould we then forget thee, Lor£ 5 
 
 Who art for ever nigh I 
 
 Hymn V. Common Metre, 
 The God of Nat?ire worfhipped. 
 
 XlAIL King fupreme ! all wife and good, 
 To thee our thoughts we raife ; 
 
 While nature's beauties wide difplay'd, 
 Infpire our fouls with praife. 
 
i6o HYMNS. 
 
 II. 
 
 At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild, 
 
 Thy works engage our view ; 
 Oft as we gaze, our hearts exult 
 With tranfports ever new. 
 III. 
 Thy glory beams in evVy ftar, • 
 
 Which gilds the gloom of night ; 
 And decks the rifmg face of morn 
 With rays of cheering light. 
 IV. 
 The funny hill, the dewy lawn, 
 
 With thoufand beauties fhine ; 
 The filent grove, and awful fhade 
 Proclaim thy pow'r divine. 
 V. 
 From tree to tree, a conftant hymn 
 
 Employs the feather' d throng ; 
 To thee their cheerful notes they fwell, 
 And chant their grateful fong. 
 VI. 
 Great nature's God ! ftill may thefe fcenes 
 
 Our ferious hours engage ; 
 Still may our grateful hearts confult 
 Thy works' inftru£tive page. 
 
HYMNS. 161 
 
 Hymn VL Common Metre. 
 All the Works of God praife him. 
 
 ETERNAL Wifdom ! thee we praife, 
 
 Thee the creation fings ; 
 With thy- great name, rocks, hills, and feas, 
 
 And heav'n's high palace rings. 
 II. 
 Thy hand, how wide it fpreads the fky , r 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly die, 
 
 And ftarr'd with fparkling gold. 
 III. 
 There thou haft bid the globes of light 
 
 Their endlefs circles run ; 
 There, the pale planet rules the night, 
 
 And day obeys the fun. 
 IV. 
 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes 
 
 On clouds and ftorms below, 
 Thofe under regions of the ikies 
 
 Thy num'rous glories fhow. 
 V. 
 The noify winds ftand ready there 
 
 Thy orders to obey ; 
 With founding wings they fweep the air, 
 
 To make thy chariot way. 
 
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162 HYMNS. 
 
 VI. 
 There like a trumpet, loud and ftrong, 
 
 Thy thunder fhakes our coaft ; 
 While the red lightnings wave along, 
 
 The banners of thy hoft. 
 VII. 
 The rolling mountains of the deep 
 
 Obferve thy ftrong command ; 
 Thy breath can raife the billows fteep, 
 
 Or fmk them to the fand. 
 VIII. 
 Infinite ftrength and equal fkill 
 
 Shine through thy works abroad, 
 Our fouls with vaft amazement fill, 
 
 And fpeak the builder God. 
 
 Hymn VII. Common Metre. 
 Tbe Goodnefs of God. 
 
 I. 
 LORD, thou art good ; all nature fhows 
 
 Its mighty Maker kind ; 
 Thy bounty through creation flows, 
 
 Full, free, and unconfin'd. 
 II. 
 Whate'er our eyes behold, proclaims 
 
 Thine infinite good will ; 
 It fnines in ftars, and flows in ftreams, 
 
 And burfts from ev'ry hill. 
 
HYMN S. 163 
 
 in. 
 
 It fpreads through all the fpacious main, 
 
 And through the heav'ns more wide ; 
 It drops in gentle ihow'rs of rain, 
 
 And rolls in ev'ry tide. 
 IV. 
 Long has it been diffused abroad, 
 
 Through years and ages paft ; 
 And its rich ftor.es, all bounteous God, 
 
 For ever ftill mall laft. 
 V. 
 Through the vaft whole it pours fupplies, 
 
 Spreads joy through ev'ry part : 
 Lord, let fuch love attract mine eyes, 
 
 And captivate my heart. 
 VI. 
 High admiration let it raife, 
 
 And kind affections move ; 
 Employ my tongue in fongs of praife, 
 
 And fill my foul with love. 
 
 Hymn VIII. Common Metre. 
 Grptitude to God. Part I. 
 
 \V HEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
 
 My rifing foul furveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm loft 
 In wonder, love, and praife. 
 
i6 4 K Y M N' S> 
 
 IT. 
 O how mail words with equal warmth 
 
 The gratitude declare, 
 That glows within my ravifh'd heart I 
 
 But thou canft read it there. 
 III. 
 Thy providence my life fuftain'd, 
 
 And all my wants redrefs'd, 
 When in the filent womb I lay, 
 
 And hung upon the breaft. 
 IV. 
 To all my weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear, 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'cl 
 
 To form themfelves in pray'r. 
 V. 
 Unnumber'd comforts on my foul 
 
 Thy tender care beftow'd, 
 Before my infant heart conceiv'd 
 
 From whom thofe comforts flow'd; 
 VI. 
 When in the flipp'ry paths of youth 
 
 With heedlefs fteps I ran, 
 Thine arm unfcen convey'd me fafe, 
 
 And led me up to man. 
 VII. 
 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, 
 
 It gently clear' d my way, 
 And through the pleafing ihares of vice, 
 
 More to be fear'd than they. 
 
HYMNS. 165 
 
 Hymn IX. Common Metre. 
 Gratitude to God. Part II. 
 
 WHEN worn with ficknefs, oft haft thou 
 
 With health renew' d my face ; 
 And when in fin and forrow funk, 
 
 Reviv'd my foul with grace. 
 II. 
 Thy bounteous hand with worldly blifs 
 
 Has made my cup run o'er ; 
 And in a kind and faithful friend 
 
 Has doubled all my ftore. 
 III. 
 Ten thoufand thoufand precious gifts 
 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 Nor is the leaft a cheerful heart, 
 
 That taftes thofe gifts with joy. 
 IV. 
 Through ev'ry period of my life. 
 
 Thy goodnefs I'll purfue ; 
 And after death, in diftant worlds, 
 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 V. 
 When nature fails, and day and night 
 
 Divide thy works no more, 
 My ever grateful heart, O Lord, 
 
 Thy mercy fhall adore. 
 
1 66 HYMN S. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Through all eternity to thee 
 
 A joyful long I'll raife ; 
 For O ! eternity alone 
 
 Can utter all thy praifa*- 
 
 Hymn X. Common Metre. 
 Preferving Goodnefs acknowledged. 
 
 HOW are thy fervants blefs'd, O Lord ! 
 
 How fure is their defence ! 
 Eternal wifdom is their guide ; 
 
 Their help, omnipotence. 
 
 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
 
 Supported by thy care, 
 Through burning climes they pafs unhurt, 
 
 And breathe in tainted air. 
 
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 Thy mercy fweetens ev'ry toil, 
 
 Makes ev'ry region pleafe ; 
 The hoary frozen hills it warms, 
 
 And fmooths the boifVrous feas. 
 IV. 
 When by the dreadful tempeft borne, 
 
 High on the broken wave, 
 They know thou art not flow to hear r 
 
 Nor impotent to lave. 
 
HYMN S 167 
 
 y. 
 
 The florin is laid, the winds retire 
 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 The fea that roars at thy command^ 
 
 At thy command is ft ill. 
 VI. 
 in midft of dangers, fears, and death, 
 
 Thy goodnefs we'll adore ; 
 And praife thee for thy mercies paft, 
 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 Hymn XL Common Metre* 
 In a Tbundef Storm, 
 
 jLET coward guilt, with pallid fear, 
 
 To fhelt'ring caverns fly, 
 And juftly dread the vengeful fate, 
 
 Which thunders through the fky. 
 II. 
 Protected by that hand, whofe law 
 
 The threatening florins obey, 
 Intrepid virtue fmiles fecure, 
 
 As in the blaze of day. 
 III. 
 In. the thick cloud's tremendous gloon^ 
 
 The lightning's difmal glare, 
 It views the fame all- gracious pow'r, 
 
 That breathes the vernal air, 
 
168 HYMNS. 
 
 IV. 
 Through nature's ever varying fcene, 
 
 By different ways purfu'd, 
 The one eternal end of heav'n 
 
 Is univerfal good. 
 
 V. 
 With like beneficent effecT:, 
 
 O'er flaming ether glows, 
 As when it tunes the_ linnet's voice, 
 
 Or blufhes in the rofe, 
 VI. 
 When through creation's vaft expanfe 
 
 The laft dread thunders roll, 
 Untune the concord of the fpheres, 
 
 And fhake the guilty foul, 
 VII. 
 Unmov'd, may we the final florin 
 
 Of jarring worlds furvey, 
 That ufhers in the glad ferene 
 
 Of everlafting day ! 
 
 Hymn XII. Common Metre. 
 Habitual Devotion. 
 
 WHILE thee I feek, protecting Pow'r ! 
 
 Be my vain wifhes ftill'd ; 
 And may this confecrated hour 
 
 With better hopes be fill'd. 
 
HYMNS. 169 
 
 II. 
 Thy love the pow'rs of thought beftow'd, 
 
 To thee my thoughts would foar ; 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd, 
 * That mercy I adore. 
 III. 
 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I fee ; 
 Each bleffing to my foul more dear, 
 
 Becaufe conferr'd by thee. 
 IV. 
 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In ev'ry pain I bear, 
 Mv heart fhaJl find delight in praife, 
 
 Or feek relief in pray'r. 
 V. 
 When gladnefs wings my favour'd hour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts fhall fill ; 
 Refign'd, when ftorms of forrow lcw'r, 
 
 My foul fhall meet thy will. 
 VI. 
 My lifted eye, without a tear 
 
 Each changing fcene fhall fee ; 
 My fteadfaft heart fhall know no fear, 
 
 That heart fhall reft on thee. 
 
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170 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn XIII. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God through all the Changes of Life, 
 
 FATHER of mercies, God of love 
 ^ My Father and my God ; 
 Til fing the honours of thy name, 
 And fpread thy praife abroad. ' 
 II. 
 My foul, in pleafing wonder loft, 
 
 Thy various love furveys ; 
 Where {hall my grateful lips begin., 
 Or where conclude thy praife ? * 
 
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 In ev ry period of my life 
 
 Thy thoughts of love appear ; 
 
 Thy mercies gild each tranfient fcene, 
 
 And crown each lengthening year/ 
 
 In all thefe mercies- may my foul 
 
 A father's bounty fee ; 
 Nor let the gifts thy grace bellows 
 
 Eftrange my heart from thee. 
 
 Teach me in time of deep diftrefs 
 
 To own thy hand, my God ; 
 And in fubmiffive filcnce hear 
 
 The leflbns of thy rod. 
 
HYMNS. i ?r 
 
 VI. 
 
 In ev'ry changing ftate of life, 
 
 Each bright, each gloomy fcene, 
 Give me a meek and humble mind, 
 
 Still equal and ferene. 
 VII. 
 Then will I clofe my eyes in death, 
 
 Free from diftreffing fear ; 
 For death itfelf is life, my God, 
 
 If thou art with me th^re. 
 
 Hymn XIV. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God in Life and Death. 
 
 MY foul fhall praife thee, O my God, 
 
 Through all my mortal days ; 
 And to eternity prolong 
 
 Thy vaft, thy boundlefs praife. 
 II. 
 In ev'ry fmiling, happy hour, 
 
 Be this my fweet employ ; 
 Thy praife refines my earthly blifs, 
 
 And heightens all my joy. 
 
 When gloomy care and keen diftrefs 
 
 Afflict my throbbing breaft, 
 My tongue fhall learn to fpeak thy praife, 
 
 And lull each pain to reft. 
 
i 7 2 HYMNS. 
 
 IV. 
 Nor fhall my tongue alone proclaim 
 
 The honours of my God ; 
 My life with all its active pow'rs 
 
 Shall fpread thy praife abroad. 
 
 And when thefe lips mail ceafe to move, 
 
 When death fliall clofe thefe eyes, 
 Then fliall my foul to nobler heights 
 
 Of joy and tranfport rife. 
 VI. 
 Then {hall her pow'rs, in endlefs (trains, 
 
 Their grateful tribute pay ; 
 The theme demands a nobler fong, 
 
 And an eternal day. 
 
 Hymn XV. Common Metre. 
 
 Providence. 
 
 I. 
 
 GOD moves in a myfterious way, 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footfteps in the fea, 
 
 And rides upon the ftorm. 
 II. 
 Deep, in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never failing Ikill, 
 He treafures up his great defigns, 
 
 And works his fov'reign will. 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 ill. 
 Ye fearful faints, frefh courage take ; 
 
 The clouds ye fo much dread, 
 Are big with mercy, and will break 
 
 In bleffings on your head. 
 IV. 
 Judge not the Lord by feeble fenfe, 
 
 But truft him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 
 He hides a fmiling face. 
 V. 
 His purpofes will ripen faft, 
 
 Each hour their progrefs fee ; 
 The bud may have a bitter tafte, 
 
 But fweet the fruit will be. 
 VI. 
 Blind unbelief is fure to err, 
 
 And fcan his work in vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 Hym*t XVI. Common Metre. 
 "The divine Blejjing Implored. 
 
 AUTHOR of good, we reft on thee : 
 
 Thine ever watchful eye 
 Alone our real wants can fee, 
 
 Thy hand alone fupply, 
 
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 HYMNS. 
 
 II. 
 In thine all gracious providence 
 
 Our cheerful hopes confide ; 
 O let thy pow'r be our defence, 
 
 Thy love our footfteps guide. 
 III. 
 And fince by paffion's force fubdued, 
 
 Too oft with ftubborn will, 
 We blindly fhun the latent good, 
 
 And grafp the fpecious ill ; 
 IV. 
 Not what we wifh, but what we want, 
 
 Let mercy ftill fupply : 
 The good unafVd, O Father, grant ; 
 
 The ill, though afk'd, deny. 
 
 Hymn XVII. Common Metre. 
 The Univerfal Prayer.. 
 
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 FATHER of all ! in ev'ry age, 
 
 In ev'ry clime ador'd, 
 By faint, by favage, and by fage, 
 
 The univerfal Lord. 
 II. 
 What confcience di&ates to be done, 
 
 Or warns me not to do, 
 This, teach me more than death to fhun, 
 
 That, mere than life purfue. 
 
HYMNS. 175 
 
 in. 
 If I am right, thy grace impart, 
 
 Still in the right to flay ; 
 If I am wrong, O teach my heart 
 
 To find that better way* 
 IV. 
 Save me alike from foolifli pride, 
 
 Or impious difcontent, 
 At aught thy wifdom has deny'd, 
 
 Or aught thy goodnefs lent. 
 V. 
 Teach me to feel another's wo, 
 
 To hide the fault I fee ; 
 That mercy I to others fhow, 
 
 That mercy fhow to me. 
 VI. 
 To thee, whofe temple is all fpace, 
 
 Whofe altar, earth, fea, Ikies, 
 One chorus let all beings raife, 
 
 All nature's incenfe rife. 
 
 Hymn XVIII. Long Metre, 
 The tncomprehenfible God. 
 
 VjAN creatures to perfection find 
 Th' eternal uncreated mind ? 
 Or can the largeft ftretch of thought 
 Meafure and iearch his nature out 
 
i 7 6 HYMNS. 
 
 ir. 
 'Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell ; 
 And what can mortals know or tell ? 
 His glory fpreads beyond the fky, 
 And all the mining worlds on high. 
 
 III. 
 God is a king of pow'r unknown ; 
 Firm are the orders of his throne : 
 If he refolve, who dare oppofe ? 
 Or afk him why, or what he does ? 
 
 IV. 
 He frowns ; and darknefs veils the moon ; 
 The fainting fun grows dim at noon ; 
 The pillars of heav'n' s ftarry roof 
 Tremble and ftart at his reproof. 
 
 V. 
 He gave the vaulted heav'n its form ; 
 He binds in clouds the threat'ning ftorm ; 
 He breaks the billows with his breath, 
 And fmites the fons of pride to death. 
 
 VI. 
 Thefe are a portion of his ways : 
 But who {hall dare defcribe his face ? 
 "Who can endure his light, or ftand 
 To hear the thunders of his hand ? 
 
HYMNS. 177 
 
 Hymn XIX. Long Metre. 
 God known by his Works. 
 
 GREAT is our God ; his works of might 
 To praife his glorious name unite : 
 Heav'n, earth, and fea confefs his hand, 
 And wait obedient his command. 
 
 II. 
 His hand unfeen fuftains the poles, 
 On which the vaft creation rolls ; 
 The ftarry fkies proclaim his pow'r, 
 His pencil glows in ev'ry fiow'r. 
 
 III. 
 In various fhapes and colours rife 
 Ten thoufand wonders to our eyes -, 
 And birds that fing with lab'ring throat, 
 Teach us a God in ev'ry note. 
 
 IV. 
 Acrofs the waves, around the fky, 
 There's not a place, or deep or high, 
 Where the Creator has not trod, 
 And left the footfteps of a God. 
 
 V. 
 O may the fons of men record 
 The various goodnefs of the Lord, 
 How vaft his works, how kind his ways, 
 And ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife. 
 
178 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn XX. Long Metre. 
 Praife to the Lord of Nature. 
 
 I. 
 O THOU, through all thy works ador'ci, 
 Great Pow'r fupreme, almighty Lord ! 
 Author of life, whofe fov'reign fway 
 Creatures of ev'ry tribe obey ! 
 
 II. 
 To thee, moft high, to thee belong, 
 The fuppliant pray'r r the joyful fong ; 
 To thee will we attune our voice, 
 And in thy wond'rous works rejoice. 
 
 III. 
 Planets, thofe wand'ring worlds above^ 
 Guided by thee, mceflant move i 
 Suns, kindled by a ray divine, 
 In honour of their Maker fhine, 
 
 IV. 
 From thee proceed heav'n's varied ftore, 
 The changing wind, the fruitful fhow'r, 
 The flying cloud, the colour' d bow, 
 The moulded hail, the feather d fnow. 
 
 V. 
 Tempefts obey thy mighty will ; 
 >Thy awful mandate to fulfil, 
 The forked lightnings dart around, 
 And rive the oak, and blaft the ground. 
 
HYMNS. 179 
 
 VI. 
 
 Yet, pleas'd to blefs, kind to fupply, 
 Thy hand fupports thy family, 
 And fofters with a parent's care, 
 The tribes of earth, and fea, and air. 
 
 Hymn XXI. Long Metre. 
 The daily Goodnefs of God. 
 
 GREAT God, how endlefs is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new ; 
 And morning mercies from above 
 
 Gently diftil, like early dew. 
 II. 
 Thou fpread'nV the curtains of the night, 
 
 Great guardian of our fleeping hours ; 
 Thy fov'reign word reftores the light, 
 
 And quickens all our drowfy pow'rs. 
 III. 
 We yield our pow'rs to thy command ; 
 
 To thee we confecrate our days : 
 Perpetual bleffings from thy hand 
 
 Demand perpetual fongs of praife. 
 
 Hymn XXII. Long Metre. 
 The Goodnefs of God In the Seafons* 
 
 GREAT God ! at whofe all-pov/rful call, 
 At firft arofe this beauteous frame, 
 
180 HYMNS. 
 
 Thou bidft the feafons change, and all 
 
 The changing feafons fpeak thy name. 
 II. 
 Thy bounty bids the infant year, 
 
 From winter ftorms recover'd, rife ; 
 When thoufand grateful fcenes appear, 
 
 Frefh op'ning to our wond'ring eyes, 
 III. 
 The new delight how great, to fee 
 
 The earth in vernal beauty drefs'd, 
 While in each herb, and flow'r, and tree 
 
 Thy op'ning bounty fhines confefs'd ! 
 IV. 
 Aloft, full beaming, reigns the fun, 
 
 And light and genial heat conveys ; 
 And while he leads the feafons on, 
 
 From thee derives his quick'ning rays. 
 V. 
 Around us, from the teeming field, 
 
 Springs the rich grain, or purpled vine ; 
 At thy command they rife to yield 
 
 The ftrength'ning bread,or cheering wine. 
 VI. 
 Indulgent God ! from ev'ry part 
 
 Thy plenteous bleffings largely flow ; 
 We fee ; we taile ; let ev'ry heart 
 
 With grateful love and duty glow. 
 
HYMNS. 181 
 
 Hymn XXIII. Long Metre. 
 Divine Providence, 
 
 1HROUGH all the various fhifting fcene 
 
 Of life's miftaken ill or good, 
 Thy hand, O God, conducts, unfeen, 
 The beautiful viciffitude. 
 II. 
 Thou giveft with a father's care, 
 
 Howe'er unjuftly we complain, 
 To each their neceflary mare 
 
 Of joy and forrow, health and pain. 
 III. 
 All things on earth, and all in heav'n, 
 
 On thine eternal will depend ; 
 And all for greater good were giv'n, 
 Would man purfue th' appointed end, 
 IV. 
 Be this our care ; to all befide 
 
 Indiff'rent let our wifhes be : 
 Paffion be calm, and dumb be pride, 
 And fix'd our fouls, O God, on thee, 
 
 Hymn XXIV. Short Metre. 
 God our Creator and Benefaclor. 
 
 OUR Maker and our King ! 
 J o tnee our ail we owe ; 
 
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!82 HYMN S. 
 
 Thy fov'reign bounty is the fpring 
 
 From which our bleffings flow. 
 II. 
 
 Thou ever good and kind ! 
 
 A thouland reafons move, 
 A thoufand obligations bind 
 
 Our hearts to grateful love. 
 III. 
 
 The creatures of thy hand, 
 
 On thee alone we live ; 
 Father, thy benefits demand 
 
 More praife than we can give, 
 IV. 
 
 Lord, what can we impart, 
 
 When all is thine before ? 
 Thy love demands a thankful heart, 
 
 The gift, alas, how poor ! 
 V. 
 
 O let thy grace infpire 
 
 Our fouls with ftrength divine ; 
 Let all our pow'rs to thee afpire, 
 
 And all our days be thine. 
 
 Hymn XXV. Short Metre. 
 
 To God the Creator. 
 I. 
 
 Almighty Maker, God \ 
 
 How wond'rous is thy name ! 
 
HYMNS. 183 
 
 Thy glories how diffus'd abroad 
 
 Through all creation's frame ! 
 II. 
 
 Nature in ev'ry drefs 
 
 Her humble worfhip pays ; 
 And does a thoufand ways exprefs 
 
 Her undiffembled praife. 
 III. 
 
 Our fouls would rife and fing 
 
 Our great Creator too ; 
 Fain would our tongues adore our King, 
 
 And pay the homage due. 
 IV. 
 
 On God our hopes depend- 
 Through all our future days : 
 To him our fouls mall oft afcend 
 
 In grateful fongs of praife. 
 
 Hymn XXVI. Six Line Long Metre. 
 Thank/giving for national Profperity. 
 
 HOW rich thy gifts, almighty King ! 
 From thee our publick bleffings fpring : 
 
 Th' extended trade, the fruitful fkies, 
 The treafures liberty beftows, 
 Th' eternal joys the gofpel fliows, 
 
 All from thy boundlefs goodnefs rife. 
 
i8 4 HYMNS. 
 
 II. 
 Here commerce fpreads the wealthy ftore, 
 Which pours from ev'ry foreign fhore ; 
 
 Science and art their charms difplay ; 
 Religion teaches us to raife 
 Our voices to our Maker's praife, 
 
 As truth and confcience point the way. 
 III. 
 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, 
 To God we raife united fongs. 
 
 Here ftill may God in mercy reign ; 
 Crown our juft counfels with fuccefs, 
 With peace and joy our borders blefs, 
 
 And all our facred rights maintain. 
 
 HyxMN XXVil. Six Line Metre. 
 All Men, and efpecially good Men, invited to 
 the Praife of God. 
 I. 
 YE works of God, to him alone, 
 Who reigns on his eternal throne, 
 
 Let all your praifes rife. 
 His hand the beauteous fabrlck made, 
 His eye the finifh'd whole furvey'd, 
 And found it good and wife. 
 II. 
 Ye fons of men, his praife difplay, 
 Who ftamp'd his image on your clay, 
 And gave it power to move j 
 
HYMNS. 185 
 
 Where'er ye go, where'er ye dwell, 
 From age to age fucceffive tell 
 
 The wonders of his love. 
 III. 
 Ye fpirits of the juft and good, 
 "Who while this earth is your abode, 
 
 To brighter worlds afpire, 
 O let your fongs of praife refound, 
 Beyond the earth's remotefl: bound, 
 
 To heav'n's eternal fire. 
 IV. 
 Praife him, ye meek and humble train, 
 Who mall thofe heav'nly joys obtain, 
 
 Prepar'd for fouls fincere ; 
 Now praife him, till ye take your way 
 To regions of eternal day, 
 
 And then, for ever, there. 
 
 Hymn XXVIII. Hallelujah Metre. 
 The Majejly and Condefcenjion of God. 
 
 I HE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
 
 His throne is built on high ; 
 The garments he aflumes 
 Are light and majefty : 
 
i86 HYMNS. 
 
 His glories fhine 
 With beams fo bright, 
 No mortal eye 
 Can bear the fight. 
 II. 
 The thunders of his pow'r 
 
 Keep the wide world in awe j 
 His truth and juftice ftand 
 To guard his holy law : 
 Yet humble fouls 
 May leek his face ; 
 His truth confirms 
 And feals the grace. 
 III. 
 And will this gracious King 
 
 Of glory condefcend ? 
 Will he declare himfelf 
 
 Our father and our friend ? 
 We love his name, 
 We love his word : 
 Join all our pow'rs 
 To praife the Lord. 
 
 Hymn XXIX. Hallelujah Metre. 
 
 Imitation of Thorn/on s Hymn on the Seafons. 
 
 I. 
 JLORD of the worlds below ! 
 On earth thy glories mine ; 
 
HYMNS. 187 
 
 The changing feafons fhow 
 
 Thy fkill and pow'r divine. 
 
 In all we fee 
 
 A God appears ; 
 
 The rolling years. 
 
 Are full of thee. 
 II. 
 Forth in the flow'ry fpring, 
 
 We fee thy beauty move ; 
 The birds on branches fing 
 Thy tendernefs and love ; 
 Wide flufh the hills ; 
 The air is balm : 
 Devotion's calm 
 Our bofom fills. 
 III. 
 Then come, array'd in light, 
 
 The fummer's flaming days ; 
 The fun, thine image bright. 
 Thy majefty difplays ; 
 And oft thy voice 
 In thunder rolls ; 
 But ftill our fouls 
 In thee rejoice. 
 IV. 
 In autumn, a rich feaft 
 
 Thy common bounty gives 
 To man, and bird, and beaft, 
 And ev'ry thing that lives. 
 
188 HYMNS. 
 
 Thy lib'ral care, 
 At morn, and noon, 
 And harveft moon, 
 Our lips declare. 
 V. 
 In winter, awful thou ! 
 
 With ftorms around thee call : 
 The leaflefs forefts bow 
 
 Beneath thy northern blaft. 
 While tempefts low'r, 
 To thee, dread King, 
 We homage bring, 
 And own thy pow'r. 
 
 Hymn XXX. All Sevens Metre. 
 Praife to God in Profperity and Adverfity. 
 
 PRAISE to God, immortal praife, 
 For the love that crowns our days ! 
 Bounteous fource of ev'ry joy, 
 Let thy praife our tongues employ. 
 
 II. 
 For the bleffings of the field, 
 For the ftores the gardens yield, 
 For the vine's exalted juice, 
 For the gen'rous olive's ufe : 
 
 III. 
 Flocks that whiten all the plain, 
 Yellow {heaves of ripen'd grain ; 
 
HYMN S. 189 
 
 Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews, 
 Suns that temperate warmth diffufe : 
 
 IV. 
 All that fpring, with bounteous hand* 
 Scatters o'er the fmiling land ; 
 All that lib'ral autumn pours 
 From her rich o'erflowing ftores i 
 
 V. 
 Thefe to thee, our God, we owe ; 
 Source whence all our bleflings flow I 
 And for thefe, our fouls fhall raife 
 Grateful vows and folemn praife. 
 
 VI. 
 Yet fhould rifmg whirlwinds tear 
 From its Item the rip'ning ear ; 
 Should the fig-tree's blafted fhoot 
 Drop her green untimely fruit ; 
 
 VII. 
 Should the vine put forth no more, 
 Nor the olive yield her ftore ; 
 Though the fick'ning. flocks fhould fall* 
 And the herds defert the ftall ; 
 
 VIII. 
 Should thine alter'd hand reftrain 
 Th' early and the latter rain ; 
 Blaft each op'ning bud of joy, 
 And the rifing year deftroy : 
 
igo HYMN S. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Yet to thee our fouls mould raife 
 Grateful vows, and folemn praife ; 
 And when ev'ry bleffing's flown, 
 Love thee for thyfelf alone. 
 
 Hymn XXXL All Sevens Metre. 
 A penitential Hymn. 
 
 CxOD of mercy, God of love, 
 
 Hear. our fad repentant fong \ 
 Sorrow dwells on ev'ry face, 
 
 Penitence on ev'ry tongue. 
 II. 
 Deep regret for follies paft, 
 
 Talents wafted, time mifpent \ 
 Hearts debas'd by worldly cares, 
 
 Thanklefs for the bleffings lent. 
 III. 
 Foolifh fears, and fond defires, 
 
 Vain regrets for things as vain ; 
 Lips too feldom taught to praife, 
 
 Oft to murmur and complain. 
 IV. 
 Thefe, and ev'ry fecret fault, 
 
 Fill'd with grief' and fhame we own ; 
 Humbled at thy feet we lie, 
 
 Seeking pardon from thy throne. 
 
HYMNS. 191 
 
 v. 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace, 
 Hear our fad repentant fongs ; 
 
 O reftore thy fuppliant race, 
 
 Thou to whom all praife belongs. 
 
 Hymn XXXII. Eleventh Metre. 
 Praife to God^ the eternal King. 
 
 J EHOVAH reigns ! let ev'ry nation hear, 
 And at his footftool bow with holy fear : 
 Jehovah reigns, unbounded and alone, 
 And all creation hangs beneath his throne : 
 He reigns alone ; let no inferiour nature 
 Ufurp, or mare, the throne of the Creator. 
 II. 
 This goodly world,in countlefs beauties gay, 
 Though built by God's right hand, muft 
 
 pafs away ; 
 And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things, 
 The fate of empires, and the pride of kings ; 
 Eternal night mall veil their proudeft ftory, 
 And drop the curtain o'er all human glory. 
 III. 
 But fix'd, O God, for ever ftands thy 
 Jehovah reigns a univerfe alone; [throne; 
 Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame, 
 Collected or diffused, is ftill the fame ; 
 
I9 2 H Y M N S. 
 
 He dwellswithinhisownunfathom'd effence, 
 And fills all fpace with his unbounded pres- 
 ence. 
 
 IV. 
 But O ! our higheft notes the theme debafe, 
 And filence is our leaft injurious praife. 
 Ceafe, ceafe your fongs, the daring flight 
 
 control, 
 Revere him in the ftillnefs of the foul : 
 With filent duty meekly bend before him, 
 And deep within your inmoft hearts adore 
 him. 
 
 Hymn XXXIII. Twelfth Metre. 
 Praife to God for bis Greatnefs and Mercy. 
 
 I. 
 GLORY be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the iky ; 
 Peace on earth to man forgiv'n, 
 Man, the well-belov'd of heav'n : 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the fky. 
 II. 
 Favoured mortals, raife the fong ; 
 Endlefs thanks to God belong ; 
 Hearts o'erflowing with his praife, 
 Join the hymns your voices raiie : 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the fky. 
 
HYMNS. 193 
 
 III. 
 
 Call the tribes of beings round, 
 .From creation's utmoft bound ; 
 Where the Godhead fhines confefs'd, 
 There be folemn praife addrefs'd : 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the Iky. 
 IV. 
 Mark the wonders of his hand ! 
 Pow'r, no empire can withftand ; 
 Wifdom, angels' glorious theme ; 
 Goodnefs, one eternal ftream : 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the fky. 
 V. 
 Awful being ! from thy throne 
 Send thy promis'd bleflings down : 
 Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace, 
 Bid our raging paflions ceafe : 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 God, whofe glory fills the fky. 
 
 Hymn XXXIV. Thirteenth Metre. 
 The God of Mercy adored. 
 
 PRAISE to God, the great Creator, 
 Bounteous fource of all our joy ; 
 
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194 HYMNS. 
 
 He whofe hand upholds all nature, 
 
 He whofe nod can all deftroy : 
 Saints, with pious zeal attending, 
 
 Now the grateful tribute raife ; 
 Solemn longs to heav n afcending, 
 
 Join the univerfal praife. 
 II. 
 Round his awful footftool kneeling, 
 
 Lowly bend with contrite fouls ; 
 Here, his milder grace revealing, 
 
 Here, his wrath no thunder rolls : 
 Lo, th' eternal page before us 
 
 Bears the cov'nant of his love ; 
 Full of mercy to reftore us, 
 
 Mercy beaming from above. 
 III. 
 Ev'ry fecret fault confeffing, 
 
 Deed unrighteous, thought of fin, 
 Seize, O feize the proffer' d bleffing, 
 
 Grace from God, and peace within i 
 Heart and voice with rapture fwelling ? 
 
 Still the fong of glory raife ; 
 On the theme immortal dwelling, 
 
 Join the univerfal praife. 
 
HYMNS. 195 
 
 Hymn XXXV. Fourteenth Metre. 
 Tbankfgiving for fruitful Sedfo 11 s\ 
 
 Rejoice \ the Lord is King \ 
 
 Your Lord and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks andfing, 
 
 And triumph evermore : 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 His wintry north winds blow, 
 
 Loud tempefts rufh amain ; 
 Yet his thick clouds of fnow 
 
 Defend the infant grain : 
 Lift lip your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 III. 
 He wakes the genial fpring, 
 
 Perfumes the balmy air ; 
 The vales their tribute bring, 
 
 The promife of the year : 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 IV. 
 High from th' ethereal plain 
 
 Bright funs their influence fling ; 
 He gives the welcome rain, 
 
 That makes the vallies fing : 
 
196 HYMNS. 
 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 V. 
 He leads the circling year ; 
 
 His flocks the hills adorn ; 
 He fills the golden ear, 
 
 And loads the fields with corn : 
 O happy mortals, raife your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 VI. 
 Lead on your fleeting train, 
 
 Ye years, and months, and days ! 
 O bring th' eternal reign 
 
 Of love, and joy, and praife : 
 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
 Rejoice, in facred lays rejoice. 
 
 Hymn XXXVI. Fifteenth Metre. 
 Trujl in God through all the Changes of Life* 
 
 Jb ATHER divine, before thy view, 
 
 All worlds, all creatures lie ; 
 No diftance can elude thy fearch, 
 No a&ion 'fcape thine eye : 
 Hear, gracious Lord, our mingled praifes 
 Thou art our hope, our joy, our fear, [hear ! 
 
HYMNS. 197 
 
 II. 
 
 From thee our vital breath we drew, 
 
 Our childhood was thy care, 
 And vig'rous youth and feeble age, 
 Thy kind protection fhare : 
 Hear, gracious Lord, our mingled praifes 
 Thou art our hope, our joy, our fear, [hear ! 
 
 ra. 
 
 Whate'er we do, where'er we turn, 
 
 Thy ceafelefs bounty flows ; 
 Opprefs'd with wo, when nature faints, 
 Thine arm is our repofe : 
 Hear, gracious Lord, our mingled praifes 
 Thou art our hope, our j oy, our fear, [hear ! 
 IV. 
 To thee we look, thou Pow'r fupreme ; 
 
 O ftill our wants fupply ! 
 Safe in thy prefence may we Jive,. 
 And in thy favour die : 
 Hear, gracious Lord, our mingled praifes 
 Thou art our. hope, our joy,our fear, [hear ! 
 
 Hymn XXXVII. Common Metre. 
 The Coming of Chrifl % 
 
 ±i ARK the glad found, the Saviour comes 1 
 The Saviour promis'd long ! 
 
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198 HYMNS. 
 
 Let ev'ry heart a throne prepare, 
 
 And ev'ry voice a fong. 
 II. 
 On him the fpirit, largely fhed, 
 
 Exerts its lacred fire : 
 Wifdom and might, and zeal and love, 
 
 His holy breaft infpire. 
 III. 
 He comes from galling chains of vice 
 
 To free the captive mind ; 
 He comes to pour the cheering light 
 
 Of truth upon the blind. 
 
 IV. 
 He comes with bleffings for the meek } 
 
 The broken heart to cure ; 
 And with the treafures of his grace 
 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 V. 
 Hofannas to the prince of peace 
 
 His welcome fhall proclaim ; 
 While heav'n's eternal arches ring 
 
 With his beloved name. 
 VI. 
 Glory to God ! in higheft ftrains, 
 
 Through higheft worlds be paid : 
 His glory by our lips proclaim'd, 
 
 And in our lives difplay'd. 
 
HYMNS. 199 
 
 Hymn XXXVIII. Common Metre. 
 The Nativity of Cbrift. 
 
 WHILE fhepherds watch' d their flocks by 
 All feated on the ground, [night, 
 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And dory fhone around. 
 II. ' 
 Fear not, faid he (for mighty dread 
 
 Had feiz'd their troubled mind) 
 Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 III. 
 To you, in David's town, this day 
 
 Is born, of David's line, 
 The Saviour, who, is Chrift the Lord ; 
 And this ftiall be the fign : 
 IV. 
 The heav'nly babe you there fhall find 
 
 To human view difplay'd, 
 All meanly wrapp'd in fwathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid. 
 V. 
 Thus fpake the feraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a mining throng 
 Of angels, praifing God, and thus 
 Addrefs their joyful fong : • 
 
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 VI. 
 
 All glory be to God on high ! 
 
 And to the earth.be peace ! 
 Good will henceforth, from heav'n to men ? 
 
 Begin and never ceafe ! 
 
 Hymn XXXIX. Short Metre, 
 The Birth of Cbri/l. 
 
 JjEHOLD the grace appear, 
 
 The bleffing promis'd long ! 
 Angels announce the Saviour near. 
 
 In this triumphant fong : 
 II. 
 
 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 And heav'nly peace on earth !? 
 Good will to men, to angels joy,. 
 
 At your Redeemer's birth ! 
 III. 
 
 In worihip fo divine, 
 
 Shall man refrain his part ? 
 Forbid it, gratitude ! we join 
 
 The fong, with grateful heart. 
 IV. 
 
 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 And heav'nly peace on earth ! 
 Good will to men, to angels joy, 
 
 At our Redeemer's birth ! 
 
HYMNS. 201 
 
 Hymn XL. Hallelujah Metre. 
 The Birth of Chriji proclaimed by Angels, 
 
 HARK ! what celeftial notes, 
 
 What melody we hear ! 
 Soft on the morn it floats, 
 And fills the ravifh'd ear. 
 
 The tuneful fhell, 
 The golden lyre, 
 And vocal choir 
 The concert fwell. 
 II. 
 Th' angelick hofts defcend, 
 
 With harmony divine ; 
 See how from heav'n they bend, 
 And in full chorus join. 
 
 Fear not, fay they, 
 Great joy we bring ; 
 Jefus, your king, 
 Is born to day. 
 
 III. 
 He comes from errour's night 
 
 Your wand' ring feet to lave ; 
 To realms of blifs and light 
 
 He lifts you from the grave. 
 
202 HYMNS; 
 
 This glorious morn, 
 (Let all attend !) 
 Your matchlefs friend, 
 Your Saviour's born. 
 IV. 
 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 Ye mortals, fpread the found r 
 And let your raptures fly 
 To earth's remoteft bound I 
 
 For peace on earth, 
 From God in heav'n, 
 To man is giv'n, 
 At Jefus' birth. 
 
 Hymn XLI. Sixteenth Metre, 
 i 
 
 Angels proclaiming the Birth of Chrl/t. 
 
 J\0 war or battle's found 
 Was heard the world around, 
 
 No hoftile chiefs to furious combat ran j 
 But peaceful was the night, 
 In which the prince of light 
 
 His reign of peace upon the earth began, 
 II. 
 The fhepherds on the lawn, 
 Before the point of dawn, 
 
 In focial circle fat, while all around 
 
HYMNS. 203 
 
 The gentle fleecy brood, 
 Or cropp'd the flow'ry food, 
 Or flept, or fported on the verdant ground. 
 
 in. 
 
 When lo ! with ravim'd ears, 
 
 Each fwain delighted hears 
 Sweet mufick, offspring of no mortal hand ; 
 
 Divinely warbled voice, 
 
 Anfw'ring the ftringed noife, [band. 
 With blifsful rapture charm' d the lift'ning 
 IV. 
 
 They faw a glorious light 
 
 Buril on their wond'ring fight. 
 Harping in folemn quire, in robes array'd, 
 
 The helmed cherubim 
 
 And fworded feraphim [play'd. 
 
 Are feen in glitt'ring ranks, with w r ings dif- 
 V. 
 
 Sounds of fo fw.eet a tone 
 
 Before w r ere never known, 
 But when of old the fons of morning fung^ 
 
 While God difpos'd in air 
 
 Each conftellation fair, 
 And the well-balanc'd world on hinges hung. 
 VI. 
 
 Hail, hail, aufpicious morn ! 
 
 The Saviour Chrift is born : [blime) 
 
 (Such was th' immortal feraph's fong fu- 
 
2o 4 HYMNS. 
 
 Glory to God in heav'n ! 
 To man fweet peace be giv'n, 
 Sweet peace and friendihip to the end of time! 
 
 Hymn XLII. Short Metre. 
 Chrift the Light of the World. 
 
 BEHOLD the Prince of peace, 
 
 The chofen of the Lord ! 
 God's well-beloved Son fulfils 
 
 The fure prophetick word. 
 II. 
 
 No royal pomp adorns 
 
 This king of righteoufnefs ; 
 Meeknefs and patience, truth and love 
 
 Compofe his princely drels. 
 III. 
 
 The fpirit of the Lord, 
 
 In rich abundance fhed, 
 On this great prophet gently lights, 
 
 And refts upon his head. 
 IV. 
 
 Jefus, the light of men : 
 
 His doctrine life imparts ; 
 O ! may we feel its quick' ning pow'r, 
 
 To warm and glad our hearts. 
 
HYMNS. 205 
 
 V. 
 
 Cheer' d by its beams, our fouls, 
 Shall run the heav'nly way : 
 The path which Chrift hath mark'd, and trod, 
 Will lead to endlefs day. 
 
 Hymn XLIII. Common Metre. 
 The Example of Chrift. 
 
 JjEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, 
 
 Appears each grace divine ; 
 The virtues, all in Jefus met, 
 
 With mildeft radiance fhine. 
 IT. 
 The largeft love of human kind 
 
 Infpir'd his godlike breaft ; 
 In deeds of mercy, words of peace, 
 
 His kindnefs was exprefs'd. 
 III. 
 To fpread the rays of heav'nly light, 
 
 To give the mourner joy, 
 To preach' glad tidings to the poor, 
 
 Was his divine employ. 
 IV. 
 'Midft keen reproach, and cruel fcorn, 
 
 Patient and meek he flood ; 
 His foes, ungrateful fought his life ; 
 
 He labour'd for their good, 
 S 
 
2o6 HYMNS. 
 
 v. 
 In the lad hour of deep diftrefs, 
 
 Before his Father's throne, 
 With foul refign'd he bow'd, and faid ? 
 
 Thy will, not mine, be done. 
 VI. 
 Be Chrift our pattern, and our guide ! 
 
 His image may we bear ! 
 O may we tread his facred fteps, 
 
 And his bright glories fjiare ! 
 
 Hymn XLIV. Long Metre, 
 Chrljl our Example, 
 
 AND is the gofpel peace and love? 
 
 Such let our conversation be, 
 The ferpent blended with the dove, 
 
 Wifdom and meek Simplicity. 
 II. 
 Whene'er the angry paflions rife, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to ftrift 
 To Jefus let us lift our eyes, 
 
 Bright pattern of the chriftian life. 
 III. 
 O how benevolent and kind ! 
 
 How mild, how ready to forgive ! 
 Be this the temper of our, mind, 
 
 And thefe the rules by which we live, 
 
• 
 
 HYMN S. 207 
 
 IV. 
 
 To do his heav'nly Father's will, 
 Was his employment and delight ; 
 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 
 Shone through his life divinely bright, 
 
 Difpenfing good where'er he came, 
 The labours of his life were love ; 
 
 Then if we bear the Saviour's name, 
 By his example let us move. 
 
 Hymn XLV. Common Metre. 
 S3* Bleji7tgs of the Go/pel 
 
 r ATHER of mercies ! in thy word 
 
 What endlefs glory mines ! 
 For ever be thy name ador'd 
 
 For the'fe celeftial lines. 
 IT. 
 Here, may the wretched fons of want 
 
 Exhauftlefs riches find, 
 Riches, above what earth can grant, 
 
 And lafting as the mind. 
 III. 
 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
 And yields a free repaft, 
 Sublimer fweets than nature -knows 
 
 Invite the longing tafte. 
 
-2o8 HYMNS. 
 
 IV. 
 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around, 
 And life and everlafting joys 
 
 Attend the blifsful found. 
 V. 
 O may thefe facred pages be 
 
 Our ftudy and delight ; 
 And ftill new beauties may we fee, 
 
 And ftill increafing light. 
 VI. 
 Divine inftrudter, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach us to love thy facred word, 
 
 And view thy goodnefs there. 
 
 Hymn XL VI. Common Metre. 
 The Comforts of Religion. 
 
 "WHEN gloomy thoughts and boding fears 
 
 The trembling heart invade ; 
 And all the face of nature wears 
 
 An univerfal lhade ; 
 II. 
 Religion's di&ates can affuage 
 
 The tempeft of the foul ; 
 And ev'ry ftorm fhall ceafe to rage 
 
 At her divine control. 
 
 
HYMNS. 209 
 
 in. 
 Through life's bewilder'd, darkfome way, 
 
 Her hand unerring leads ; 
 And o'er the path her heav'nly ray 
 A cheering luftre fheds. 
 IV. 
 When feeble reafon, tir'd and blind. 
 
 Sinks helplefs and afraid ; 
 Thou bleft iupporter of the mind, 
 How pow'rful is thine aid ! 
 V. 
 
 let my heart confefs thy pow'r^ 
 And find thy fweet relief, 
 
 To brighten ev'ry gloomy hour. 
 And foften ev'ry grief. 
 
 Hymn XLVII. AH Sevens Metre, 
 Reft and Confolation from the Gofpeh 
 
 LOME, faid Jefus' facred voice, 
 Come and make my paths your choice : 
 
 1 will guide you to your home \ 
 Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 
 
 II. 
 Thou, who, houfelefs, fole, forlorn, 
 Long haft borne the proud world's fcorru 
 Long haft roam'd the barren wafte, 
 Weary pilgrim, hither hafte ! 
 S 2 
 
aio HYMNS. 
 
 III. 
 Ye, who, tofs'd on beds of pain, 
 Seek for eafe, but feek in vain ; 
 Ye, whofe fwoln and fleeplefs eyes 
 Watch to fee the morning rife : 
 
 IV. 
 Ye, by fiercer anguifh torn, 
 In ftrong remorfe for guilt who mourn, 
 Here repofe your heavy care : 
 A wounded fpirit who can bear ? 
 
 V. 
 Sinner, come ! for here is found 
 Balm that flows for ev'ry wound ; 
 Peace that ever fhall endure, 
 Reft eternal, facred, fure. 
 
 Hymn XL VIII. Long Metre. 
 The Lord's Supper injiituted. 
 
 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
 
 When all the pow'rs of malice rofe 
 Againft the Son of God's delight, 
 
 And friends betray'd him to his foes. 
 II. 
 Before the mournful fcene began, 
 
 He took the bread, and blefs'd, and brake ; 
 What love through all his a&ions ran ! 
 
 What wond'rous words of grace he fpake ! 
 
HYMNS. 211 
 
 HI. 
 
 This is my body broke for you, 
 
 Take, eat the emblematick bread ; 
 Drink of this cup, an emblem too, 
 
 My blood which fhall for you be fhecl. 
 IV. 
 In mem'ry of your dying Lord, 
 
 Do this, he faid, till time fhall end : 
 Meet at my table and record 
 
 The love of your departed friend. 
 
 Hymn XLIX. Long Metre, 
 For the Lord's Supper. 
 
 THIS feaft was Jems' high behefl, 
 This cup of thanks his laft requeft ; 
 Ye, who can feel his worth, attend, 
 Eat, drink in mem'ry of your friend, 
 
 II. 
 Around the patriot's buft ye throng, 
 Him ye exalt in fwelling fong : 
 For him the wreath of glory bind, 
 Who freed from vaflallage his kind : 
 
 III. 
 And fhall not he your praifes reap, 
 Who refcues from the iron fleep ; 
 The great deliverer, whofe breath 
 Unbinds the captives ev'n of death ? 
 
212 HYMN S. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Shall he, who, mortal men to fave, 
 Became the tenant of the grave, 
 Unthank'd, uncelebrated, rife, 
 Pafs unremember'd to the fkies ? 
 
 V. 
 Chriftians, unite with loud acclaim, 
 To hymn the Saviour's welcome name ; 
 On earth extol his wond'rous love ; 
 Repeat his praife in worlds above. 
 
 Hymn L. Common Metre. 
 Love to Mankind recommended by Chriji. 
 
 BEHOLD, where breathing love divine. 
 
 Our dying Matter ftands ! 
 His weeping foll'wers gath'ring round, 
 
 Receive his laft commands. 
 II. 
 From that mild teacher's parting lips 
 
 What tender accents fell ! 
 The gentle precept which he gave, 
 
 Became its author well. 
 III. 
 Blefs'd is the man whofe foft'ning heart 
 
 Feels all another's pain ; 
 To whom the fupplicating eye 
 
 Was never rais'd in vain : 
 
HYMNS. *i 3 
 
 IV. 
 Whofe breaft expands with gen'rous warmth, 
 
 A ftranger*s woes to feel ; 
 And bleeds in pity o'er the wound, 
 
 He wants the pow'r to heal. 
 V. 
 He fpreads his kind fupporting arms 
 
 To ev'ry child of grief ; 
 His fecret bounty largely flows, 
 
 And brings unafk'd relief. 
 
 VI. 
 To gentle offices of love 
 
 His feet are never flow ; 
 He views through mercy's melting eye 
 
 A brother in a foe. 
 
 VII. 
 Peace from the bofom of his God, 
 
 Sweet peace to him is giv'n ; 
 And when he kneels before the throne, 
 
 His pray'r afcends to heav'n. 
 
 VIII. 
 To him protection fhall be mown ; 
 
 And mercy from above 
 Defcend on him, who thus fulfils 
 
 The perfect law of love. 
 
214 H Y M N S. 
 
 Hymn LI. Short Metre* 
 For the Lord's Sapper. 
 
 JESUS, the friend of man, 
 
 Invites us to his board ; 
 The welcome fummons we obey > 
 
 And own our gracious Lord. 
 II. 
 
 Here we furvey that love, 
 
 Which fpoke in ev'ry breath, 
 Which crown'd each aftion of his life. 
 
 And triumph'd in his death* 
 III. 
 
 Here let our pow'rs unite, 
 
 His honour' d name to raife ; , 
 Fleafiire and joy fill evVy mind, 
 
 And ev'ry voice be praife. 
 IV. 
 
 And while we {hare the gifts, 
 
 His bounteous hands beftow, 
 Let ev'ry heart, in friendfhip join'd, 
 
 With kind affe&ions glow. 
 V. . 
 
 Let love infpire each breaft, 
 
 And dictate ev'ry thought ; 
 Be angry paffions far remov'd, 
 
 And felfifh views forgot. 
 
HYMN S. 0. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Our fouls expanded wide 
 By our Redeemer's grace, 
 Shall in the arms of fervent love 
 All heav'n and earth embrace. 
 
 Hymn LIL All Sevens Metre, 
 For Eqfter-Sunday. 
 
 .ANGEL, ro$l the rock away ; 
 Death, yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See ! he rifes from the tomb, 
 Glowing in immortal bloom. 
 
 II. 
 Shout, ye faints, in rapt'rous fong, 
 Let the notes be fweet and ftrong % 
 Hail the Son of God, this morn 
 From his fepulchre new-born. 
 
 III. 
 Pow'rs of heav'n, celeftial choirs, 
 Sing and fweep your founding lyres § 
 Sons of men, in joyful ftrain, 
 Hail your mighty Saviour's reign \ 
 
 IV. 
 Ev'ry note with wonder fwell, 
 And the Saviour's triumph tell ; 
 Where, O death, is now thy fting? 
 Where thy terrours, vanquiih'd king ? 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 
cl\6 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn LIII. Common Metre. 
 The Refurreftion of Chrifi. 
 
 AGAIN the Lord of life and light 
 
 Awakes the kindling ray, 
 Unfeals the eyelids of the morn, 
 
 And pours increafing day. 
 II. 
 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hofannas fung ;" 
 Let gladnefs dwell in ev'ry heart, 
 
 And praife on ev'ry tongue. 
 III. 
 Ten thoufand difTring lips fhall join 
 
 To hail the welcome morn, 
 Which fcatters bleffings from its wings 
 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 IV. 
 Jefus, the friend of human kind, 
 
 Was crucified and flain ! 
 Behold, the tomb its prey reftores ! 
 
 Behold he lives again 1 
 V. 
 And while his conqu'ring chariot wheels 
 
 Afcend the lofty fkies, 
 Broken beneath his powerful crofs, 
 
 Death's iron fceptre lies. 
 
HYMNS. 217 
 
 Hymn LIV. Common Metre. 
 Hope of Heaven by the Refurre&ion ofChrift* 
 
 BlESS'D be the everlafting God, 
 
 The Father of our Lord ; 
 Be his abounding mercy prais'd, 
 
 His majefty ador'd. 
 II. 
 When from the dead he rais'd his Son, 
 
 And call'd him to the iky, 
 He gave our fouls a lively hope, 
 
 That they fhould never die. 
 
 in. 
 
 What though thy uncontroll'd decree 
 
 Command us back to duft ; 
 Yet as our Lord and Saviour rofe, 
 
 So all his foll'wers muft. 
 IV. 
 There's an inheritance divine 
 
 Refer v'd againft that day : 
 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiTd, 
 
 And cannot fade away. 
 V. 
 We by thy pow'r, O God, are kept 
 
 Till the falvation come ; 
 We walk by faith as ftrangers here, 
 
 Till Chrift fhall call us home. 
 T 
 
2x8 H Y M N S. 
 
 Hymn LV. Common Metre. 
 Remember thy Creator in the days of thy Youth. 
 
 T L 
 
 IN the foft feafon of thy youth, 
 
 In nature's fmiling bloom, 
 Ere age arrive, and trembling wait 
 
 Its fummons to the tomb ; 
 II. 
 Remember thy Creator God.; 
 
 For him thy pow'rs employ ; 
 Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
 
 Thy confidence, thy joy. 
 III. 
 He ftiall defend and guide thy courfe 
 
 Through life's uncertain fea, 
 Till thou art landed on the mor ; e 
 
 Of blefs'd eternity. 
 IV. 
 Then feek the Lord betimes, and choofe 
 
 The path of heav'nly truth : 
 The earth affords no lovelier fight 
 
 Than a religious youth. 
 
 Hymn LVI. All Sevens Metre. 
 Love to God and Man. 
 
 FATHER of our feeble race, 
 Wife, beneficent, and kind, 
 
HYMN S. 
 
 Spread o'er nature's ample face, 
 
 Flows thy goodneis unconfin'd : 
 Muting in the filent grove, 
 
 Or the bufy walks of men, 
 Still we trace thy wond'rous love, 
 
 Claiming large returns again. 
 II. 
 Lord, what off ring mall we bring, 
 
 At thine altars when we bow ? 
 Hearts, the pure, unfullied fpring, 
 
 Whence the kind affections flow ; 
 Soft companion's feeling foul, 
 
 By the melting eye exprefs'd ; 
 Sympathy, at whofe control, 
 
 Sorrow leaves the wounded breaft : 
 III. 
 Willing hands to lead the blind, 
 
 Bind the wound, or feed the poor ;- 
 Love, embracing all our kind, 
 
 Charity, with lib'ral ftore : 
 Teach us, O thou heav'nly King, 
 
 Thus to mow our grateful mind, 
 Thus th' accepted off'ring bring, 
 
 Love to thee, and all mankind, 
 
 219 
 
220 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn LVII. Long Metre. 
 Religion vain without Love. 
 
 Jul AD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews* 
 And nobler fpeech than angels life, 
 If love be wanting, I am found, 
 Like tinkling brafs, an empty found. 
 
 II. 
 Were I infpir'd to preach and tell 
 All that is done in heav'n and hell ; 
 Or could my faith the world remove ; 
 Still I am nothing without love. 
 
 HI, 
 Should I diftribute all my ftore 
 To feed, and clothe, and blefs, the poor ; 
 Or give my body to the flame, 
 To gain a martyr's glorious name % 
 
 IV. 
 If love to God and love to men 
 Be abfent, all my hopes are vain : 
 Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, 
 The place of love can ever fill. 
 
 Hymn LVIIL Long Metre; 
 
 Charitable Judgment- 
 
 I. 
 
 ALL feeing God ! 'tis thine to know 
 The fprings whence wrong opinions flow ; 
 
HYMNS. 221 
 
 To judge from principles within, 
 "When frailty errs, and when we fin. 
 
 II. 
 Who among men, great Lord of all, 
 Thy fervant to his bar fhall call ? 
 Judge him for modes of faith thy foe, 
 And doom him to the realms of wo ? 
 
 III. 
 Who with another's eye can read ?. 
 Or worfhip by another's creed ? 
 Guided by thee, we form our own, 
 And bow to thy commands alone. 
 
 IV. 
 If wrong, corred ; accept, if right, 
 While faithful we obey our light, 
 Condemning none, but zealous ftill 
 To learn and follow all thy will. 
 
 Hymn LIX. Common Metre. 
 Prayer for kind Ajfeclions. 
 
 * AR from thy fervants, God of grace, 
 
 Th' unfeeling heart remove, 
 And form in our obedient fouls 
 The image of thy love. 
 II. 
 O may our fympathizing breads 
 The gen'rous pleafure know, 
 T2 
 
222 HYMN S.. 
 
 Kindly to fhare in others' joy, 
 
 And weep for others' wo ! 
 III. 
 Where'er the helplefs fons of grief 
 
 In low diftrefs are laid, 
 Soft be our hearts their pains to feel. 
 
 And fwift our hands to aid. 
 IV. 
 Under the gentle law of love 
 
 Be ev'ry paffion brought ; 
 O be the law of love fulfilled 
 
 In ev'ry ad and thought ! 
 
 Hymn LX. Short Metre. 
 
 Mercy and Forgivenefs. 
 
 T L 
 
 X HEAR the voice of wo ! 
 
 1 hear a brother's figh ! 
 Then let my heart with pity flow,. 
 With tears of love mine eye., 
 n. 
 
 I hear the thirfty cry I 
 The hungry beg for bread ? 
 O ! let my fpring its ftream fupply,, 
 My hand its bounty fhed. 
 
 III. 
 The haplefs debtor fues, 
 \Vho would, but cannot pay ; 
 
HYMNS. 223 
 
 And fhall I mercy, Lord, refufe, 
 
 Who need it ev'ry day ? 
 IV.. 
 
 And mall not wrath relent, 
 
 TouchM by that humble ftrain* 
 My brother crying, I repent, 
 
 Nor will offend again I 
 V. 
 
 If not, how fhall I dare 
 
 Appear before thy face, 
 Great God, and how prefent the pray\ 
 
 That afks for pardoning grace i 
 VI. 
 
 They who forgive, mail find 
 
 Forgivenefs in that day, 
 When all the merciful and kind 
 
 Thy pity fhall repay. 
 
 Hymn LXI. Long Metre. 
 The Vanity of Forms without Virtue., 
 
 1 H* uplifted eye and bended knee 
 Are but vain homage, Lord, to thee 1 
 In vain our lips thy praife prolong, 
 The heart a ftranger to the fong. 
 
 II. 
 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal r 
 The breaches of thy precepts heal ? 
 
224 HYMN S. 
 
 Or faft and penance reconcile 
 Thy juftice, and obtain thy fmile ? 
 
 III. 
 The pure, the humble, contrite mind,. 
 Thankful, and to thy will refign'd, 
 To thee a nobler off'ring yields 
 Than richeft treafures from the fields. 
 
 IV. 
 " Be juft and kind" — that great command 
 Doth on eternal pillars ftand : 
 This did thine ancient prophets teach, 
 And this thy well-beloved preach. 
 
 Hymn LXII. Long Metre. 
 The Beatitudes. 
 
 BlESS'D are the humble fouls that fee 
 Their emptinefs and poverty ; 
 Treafures of grace to them, are giv'n, 
 And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n. 
 
 II. 
 Blefs'd are the men of broken heart, 
 Who mourn for fin with inward fmart ; 
 From God the ftreams of mercy flow, 
 A healing balm for all their wo. 
 
 III. 
 Blefs'd are the juft who feek his face, 
 Hunger and thirft for righteoufiiefs \ 
 
HYMNS. 225 
 
 They fhall be well fupplied and fed 
 With living ftreams and living bread. 
 
 IV. 
 Blefs'd are the men whofe bofoms move,, 
 And melt with fympathy and love j 
 The merciful fhall ever find, 
 That God is merciful and kind. 
 
 V. 
 Blefs'd are the pure, whofe hearts are cleaa 
 From the defiling pow'rs of fin ; 
 With endlefs pleafure they fhall fee 
 A God of fpotlefs purity. 
 
 VI. 
 Blefs'd are the men of peaceful life^ 
 Who quench the coals of growing fr.rife ; 
 They mail be call'd the heirs of blifs, 
 The fons of God, the God of peace. 
 
 Hymn LXIIL Long Metre. 
 A Cofiverfation becoming the GofpeL 
 
 uO let our lips and lives exprefs 
 The holy gofpel we profefs ; 
 So let our chriftian virtue fhine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 II. 
 Thus fhall we beft thine honours raife^ 
 Great G od, and others learn to praife ; 
 
226 HYMNS. 
 
 When heav'nly truth fhall reign within, 
 And break the pow'r of ev'ry fin. 
 
 III. 
 Our flefh and fenfe muft be denied, 
 Paffion and envy, luft and pride ; 
 While j uft ice, temp'rance, truth, and love, 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 IV. 
 What though we drink of forrow's cup, 
 Religion bears our fpirits up ; 
 Hope waits the coming of the Lord, 
 And faith ftands leaning on his word. 
 
 Hymn LXIV. Common Metre- 
 Equity. 
 
 l^OME, let us fearch our ways and fee 5 
 
 Have they been juft and right ? 
 Is the great rule of equity 
 
 Our practice and delight ? 
 II. 
 What we would have our neighbour do, 
 
 Have we ftill done the fame ? 
 From others ne'er withheld the due, 
 
 Which we from others claim ? 
 III. 
 Have we not, deaf to his -requeft,, 
 
 Turn'd from another's wo ?. 
 
H Y M N S. 227 
 
 The fcorn, which wrings the poor man's 
 
 Have we abhorr'd to fhowi [breaft, 
 IV. 
 Do we, in all we fell, or buy, 
 
 Integrity maintain ; 
 And knowing God is always nigh, 
 
 Renounce unrighteous gain ? 
 V. 
 Then may we raife our modeft pray'r 
 
 To God, the juft and kind, 
 May humbly caft on him our care, 
 
 And hope his grace to find. 
 
 Hymn LXV. Long Metre. 
 
 MARK, when tempeftuous winds arife, 
 
 The wild ■confufion and uproar, 
 All ocean mixing with the ikies, 
 
 And wrecks are dafh'd upon the more. 
 II. 
 Not lefs confufion racks the mind, 
 
 When, by the whirl of paffion tofs'd, 
 Calm reafon is to rage refign'd, 
 
 And peace in angry tumult loft. 
 III. 
 O felf-tormenting child of pride, 
 
 Anger, bred up in hats and ftrife ; 
 
228 HYMNS. 
 
 Ten thoufand ills, by thee fupplied, 
 
 Mingle the cup of bitter life. 
 IV. 
 Happy the meek, whofe gentle breaft, 
 
 Clear as the rummer' s ev'ning ray, 
 Calm as the regions of the blefs'd, 
 
 Enjoy on earth celeftial day. 
 
 No jars their peaceful tent invade, 
 
 No friendfhips loft their bofom fting ; 
 And foes to none, of none afraid, 
 
 Where'er they go, fweet peace they bring. 
 VI. 
 O may a temper meek and mild 
 
 With gentle fway our fouls poffefs ! 
 PafTion and pride be thence exil'd ! 
 
 And to be blefs'd, ftill may we blefs 1 
 
 Hymn LXVI. Long Metre. 
 Humility, 
 
 WHEREFORE mould man, frail child of 
 Who,from the cradle to the ftiroud, [clay, 
 
 Lives but the infecl: of a day, 
 
 O why mould mortal man be proud ? 
 II. 
 
 His brighteft vifions juft appear, 
 
 Then vanifh, and no more are found : 
 
HYMNS. 229 
 
 The ftatelieft pile his pride can rear, 
 A breath may level with the ground. 
 
 III. 
 
 By doubt perplex'd, in errour loft, 
 
 With trembling ftep he feeks his way : 
 How vain, of wifdom's gifts the boaft ! 
 
 Of reafon's lamp, how faint the ray ! 
 IV. 
 Follies and crimes, a countlefs fum, 
 
 Are crowded in life's little fpan : 
 How ill, alas, does pride become 
 
 That erring, guilty creature, man ! 
 V. 
 God of my life, Father divine, 
 
 Give me a meek and lowly mind ; 
 In modeft worth O let me fhine, 
 
 And peace in humble virtue find. 
 
 Hymn LXVII. Common Metre. 
 Prayer for Prudence and Wifdom. 
 
 FATHER of light ! candua my feet 
 Through life's dark, dang'rotis road ; 
 
 Let each advancing ftep ftill bring 
 Me nearer to my God. 
 
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230 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 II. 
 Let heav'n-ey'd prudence be my guide ; 
 
 And when I go aftray, 
 Recall my feet from folly's path 
 
 To wifdom's better way. 
 III. 
 Teach me in ev'ry various fcene 
 
 To keep my end in fight ; 
 And whilft I tread life's mazy track, 
 
 Let wifdom guide me right. 
 IV. 
 That heav'nly wifdom from above 
 
 Abundantly impart ; 
 And let it guard, and guide, and warm 5 
 
 And penetrate my heart ; 
 V. 
 Till it fhall lead me to thyfelf, 
 
 Fountain of blifs and love ; 
 And all my darknefs be difpers'd 
 
 In endlefs light above. 
 
 Hymn LXVIII. Long Metre. 
 The Chrijllan Warfare. 
 
 AWAKE, my foul, lift up thine eyes ; 
 See where thy foes againft thee rife, 
 In long array, a num'rous hoft ; 
 Awake, my foul, or thou art loft. 
 
HYMNS. 231 
 
 II. 
 Here giant danger threatening Hands, 
 Muft'ring his pale terrifick bands ; 
 There pleafure's filken banners fpread, 
 And willing fouls are captive led, 
 
 III. 
 See where rebellious paflions rage, 
 And fierce defires and lulls engage : 
 The meanefl foe of all the train 
 Has thoufands and ten thoufands flain. 
 
 IV. 
 Thou treaded on enchanted ground, 
 Perils and fnares befet thee round ; 
 Beware of all, guard ev'ry part, 
 But moil, the traitor in thy heart 
 
 V. 
 Come then, my foul, now learn to wield 
 The weight of thine immortal fhield ; 
 Put on the armour from above 
 Of heav'nly truth, and heav'nly love. 
 
 VI. 
 Thefe from thy foes will guard thee well, 
 The terrour and the charm repel : 
 The man of Calv'ry triumph' d here, 
 Nor mould his faithful folfwers fear. 
 
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232 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn LXIX. Common Metre. 
 For a New Year. 
 
 JvEMARK, my foul, the narrow bounds 
 
 Of the revolving year ; 
 How fwift the weeks complete their rounds \ 
 
 How fhort the months appear \ 
 II. 
 Much of my dubious life is paft, 
 
 Nor will return again ; 
 And fwift my pafhng moments hafte, 
 
 The few which vet remain. 
 ill. 
 So faft eternity comes on, 
 
 And that important day, 
 When all that mortal life has done 
 
 God's judgments ihall furvey. 
 IV. 
 Awake, my foul ; with utmoft care, 
 
 Thy true condition learn ; 
 What are thy hopes, how fure, how fair, 
 
 And what thy chief concern. 
 V. 
 Devoutly yield thyfelf to God, 
 
 And on his love depend ; 
 With zeal purfue the heav'nly road, 
 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
HYMNS. 233 
 
 Hymn LXX. Long Metre. 
 The Wifdom of redeeming Time. 
 
 CrOD of eternity, from thee 
 
 Did infant time its being draw ; 
 Moments and days, and months and years^ 
 
 Revolve by thine unvaried law. 
 II. 
 Silent and flow they glide away ; 
 
 Steady and ftrong the current flows, 
 Loft in eternity's wild' fea, 
 
 The boundlefs gulf, from which it rofe, 
 III. 
 With it the thoughtlefs fons of men 
 
 Before the rapid; ftream are borne, 
 On to that everlafting home, 
 
 Whence no one ever can return. 
 IV. 
 Yet while the fhore on either fide 
 
 Prefents a gaudy, flatt'ring fhow, 
 We gaze, in fond amazement loft, 
 
 Nor think to what a world we go. 
 V. 
 Great fource of wifdom, teach our hearts 
 
 To know the price of ev'ry hour ; 
 That time may bear us on to joys, 
 
 Beyond its meafure and its pow'r. 
 V 2 
 
234 HYMNS. 
 
 Hymn LXXI. Long Metre. 
 Times Flight, and Death's Approach. 
 
 1 HAT awful hour will foon appear, 
 
 Swift on the wings of time it flies, 
 When all that pains or pleafes here, 
 
 Will vanifh from my clofing eyes. 
 II. 
 Death calls my friends, my neighbours hence ; 
 
 None can refill the fatal dart : 
 Continual warnings ftrike my fenfe ; 
 
 And fhall they fail to reach my heart ? 
 III. 
 Think, O my foul ! how much depends 
 
 On the fhort period of to-day : 
 Shall time, which Heav'n in mercy lends, 
 
 Be negligently thrown away ? 
 IV. 
 Thy remnant minutes ftrive to ufe ; 
 
 Awake ! roufe ev'ry active pow'r ! 
 And not in dreams and trifles lofe 
 
 This little, yet important hour ! 
 V. 
 Lord of my life ! infpire my heart 
 
 With heav'nly ardour, grace divine ; 
 Nor let thy prefence e'er depart ; 
 
 For ftrength, and life, and death are thine. 
 
HYMNS. 23s 
 
 VI. 
 O teach me the celeftial {kill 
 
 Each awful warning to improve ! 
 And while my days are fhort'ning ftill, 
 
 Prepare me for the joys above ! 
 
 Hymn LXXII. Long Metre. 
 Life the Day of Grace and Hope. 
 
 JLlFE is the time to ferve thee, Lord ! 
 The time t' enfure the great reward ; 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 To thee the finner may return. 
 
 II. 
 Life is the hour which thou haft giv'n, 
 To fly from fin, and live for heav'n : 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure the bleffings of the day. 
 
 III. 
 The living know that they mud die, 
 But ah the dead inactive lie ; 
 They reap no good from all that's done 
 Beneath the circuit of the fun. 
 
 IV. 
 There are no acts of pardon pafs'd 
 In the cold grave, to which we hafte ; 
 Nor penitence nor pray'r are known, 
 Where death and darknefs hold their throne. 
 
236 HYMN S. 
 
 v. 
 
 Then the great work we're fent to do, 
 Let us with vigour now purfue : 
 The wafting day fhall foon be o'er : 
 When night fhall come, we work no more. 
 
 Hymn LXXIIL Long Metre. 
 Peace ofConfcience y and Submijfion to God*. 
 
 WHILE fome in folly's pleafures rol! r 
 And feek the joys which hurt the foul, 
 Be mine that filent calm repaft, 
 A peaceful conscience to the laft : 
 
 II. 
 That tree which bears immortal fruit y 
 Without a canker at the root ; 
 That friend who never fails the juft y 
 When other friends defert their truft. 
 
 III. 
 With this companion in the fhade, 
 My foul no more fhall be difmay'd ; 
 I will defy the midnight gloom, 
 And the pale monarch of the tomb* 
 
 IV. 
 Though God affli&s, I'll not repine ; 
 The nobleft comforts ftill are mine, 
 Comforts which fhall o'er death prevail, 
 And journey with me through the vale. 
 
HYMN Si 237 
 
 v. 
 Amicfft the various fcenes of ills, 
 Each ftroke foma kind defiga fulfils ; 
 And fhall I murmur at my God, 
 When fov'reign love dire&s the rod ? 
 
 VI. 
 His hand will fmooth my rugged way, 
 And lead me to the realms of day, 
 To milder fkies, and brighter plains,. 
 Where everlafting pleafure reigns. 
 
 Hymn LXXIV. Common Mfet*e.. 
 Comfort in Sicknefs and Death. 
 
 WHEN ficknefs {hakes the languid frame, 
 
 Each dazzling pleafure flies y 
 Phantoms of blifs no more obfcure 
 
 Our long deluded eyes. 
 
 Then the tremendous arm of death 
 
 Its fatal fceptre mows ; 
 And nature faints beneath the weight 
 
 Of complicated woes. 
 III. 
 The tott'ring frame of mortal life 
 
 Shall crumble into duft ; 
 Nature fhall faint — but learn, my fouly 
 
 On nature's God to truft. 
 
238 HYMNS. 
 
 IV. 
 The man, whofe pious heart is fix'd 
 
 On his all-gracious God, 
 From ev'ry frown may draw a joy, 
 
 And kifs the chafVning rod. 
 V. 
 Nor him fhall death itfelf alarm ; 
 
 On heav'n his foul relies ; 
 With joy he views his Maker's love y 
 
 And with compofure dies. 
 
 Hymn LXXV. Long Metre. 
 For the Humane Society. 
 
 W HO from the gloomy fhades of night, 
 
 When the laft tear of hope is fhed, 
 Can bid the foul return to light, 
 
 And break the flumber of the dead I 
 II. 
 No human fkill that heart can warm, 
 
 Which the cold blaft of nature froze ; 
 Recall to life the perifVd form ; 
 
 The fecret of the grave difclofe. 
 III. 
 But thou, our faving God, we know, 
 
 Canft arm the mortal hand with powV, 
 To bid the ftagnant pulfes flow, 
 
 The animating heat reftore. 
 
HYMNS. 
 
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 IV. 
 
 Thy will, ere nature's tutor'd hand 
 
 Could with young life thefe limbs unfold, 
 Did the imprifon'd brain expand, 
 
 And all its countlefs fibres told. 
 V. 
 As from the dull thy forming breath 
 
 Could the unconfcious being raife, 
 So can the filent voice of death 
 
 Wake at thy call in fongs of p raife. 
 VI. 
 " Since twice to die is ours alone, 
 
 And twice the birth of life to fee, 
 O let us, fuppliant at thy throne, 
 
 Devote our fecond life to thee." 
 
 [[The lafl verfe is to be fung by thofe who have been 
 reftored to life from apparent death.] 
 
 Hymn LXXVI. Common Metre, 
 The Death of a Child. 
 
 -LIFE is a fpan, a fleeting hour ; 
 
 How foon the vapour flies ! 
 Man is a tender tranfient flow'r, 
 
 That ev'n in blooming dies. 
 II. 
 Death fpreads, like winter, frozen arms. 
 
 And beauty fmiles no more ; 
 
240 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 Where now are fled thofe rifing charms, 
 
 Which pleas' d our eyes before ? 
 IIL 
 The once lov'd form, now cold and dead, 
 
 Each mournful thought employs ; 
 And nature weeps her comforts fled, 
 
 And wither'd all her joys. 
 IV. 
 But wait the interpofing gloom, 
 
 And lo, ftern winter flies ; 
 And drefs'd in beauty's faireft bloom, 
 
 The flow'ry tribes arife. 
 V. 
 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 
 
 When what we now deplore 
 Shall rife in full immortal prime, 
 
 And bloom, to fade no more* 
 VI. 
 Then ceafe, fond nature, ceafe thy tears ; 
 
 Religion points on high ; 
 There everlafting fpring appears, 
 
 And joys which cannot die. 
 
 Hymn LXXVII. Common Metre. 
 The Death of a young Per/on. 
 
 WHEN blooming youth is fnatch'd away 
 By death's refiftlefs hand, 
 
HYMNS. 241 
 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 
 Which pity muft demand. 
 IT. 
 While pity prompts the rifin'g figh, 
 
 O may this truth, imprelVd 
 With awful pow'r — I too muft die, 
 
 Sink deep in ev'ry breaft ! 
 III. 
 Let this vain world engage no more : 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us feize the prefent hour : 
 
 To-morrow, death may come. 
 IV. 
 The voice of this alarming fcene 
 
 May ev'ry heart obey ; 
 Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 
 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
 Hymn LXXVIII. Common Metre. 
 A Funer -a I Thought* 
 
 HARK ! from the tombs a doleful found ; 
 
 My ears attend the cry : 
 Ye living men, come view the ground, 
 
 Where you muft fhortly lie. 
 
 W 
 
s 4 2 HYMN S. 
 
 II. 
 Princes, this clay muft be your bed, 
 
 In fpite of all your tow'rs ; 
 The tall, the wife, the rev'rend head, 
 
 Muft lie as low as ours. 
 III. 
 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? 
 
 And are we ftill fecure ? 
 Still walking downward to the tomb, 
 
 And yet prepare #p more ? 
 
 Grant us the aids of quickVing grace, 
 
 To fit us for the iky, 
 That we may clofe our mortal race, 
 
 With hopes of blifs on high. 
 
 JIymn LXXIX> Comaion Metre, 
 Blejfed are the dead who die in the Lord. 
 
 HEARwhatthevoicjfe-omheav'nproclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ; 
 Sweet is* the favoifln|eir names, 
 /.nd foffrtheir fleeping*bed. 
 II. 
 They'die in Jefus, and are blefs'd : 
 
 How calm their (lumbers are ! 
 Tempt* no more* no more diftrefs'd, 
 •And freed from ev'ry fnare. 
 
DOXOLOGIES, 2 5 3 
 
 III. Short Metre, 
 
 1 O God the only wife, 
 Our Saviour and our King, 
 Let all who dwell below the ikies, 
 Their grateful praifes ling. 
 
 IV. Six Line Long Metre* 
 
 JLET all with humble hearts adore 
 The blefs'd, fupreme, immortal Pow'r ; 
 
 The Lord of lords, and King of kings ; 
 Whofe prefence fills the realms of light, 
 The rolling worlds, the depths of night ; 
 
 From whom the whole creation fprings. 
 
 V. Hallelujah Met?e. 
 
 NOW to the King of heav'n 
 
 Your cheerful voices raife : 
 To him be glory giv'n, 
 Pow'r, majefty, and praife. 
 Wide as he reigns, 
 His name be fung, 
 By ev'ry tongue, 
 In endlefs {trains. 
 X 
 
254 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 VI. All Sevens Metre. 
 
 1 O the great eternal King 
 Raife your voice, and, joyful, fing 
 For his mercies far extend, 
 And his bounty knows no end. 
 
 VII. Eighth Metre, 
 
 THEN praife ye the Lorj>, 
 
 Prepare a glad fong, 
 And let all his faints 
 
 In full concert join ; 
 With voices united 
 
 The anthem prolong, 
 And fhow forth his honours 
 
 In mufick divine. 
 
AN INDEX TO THE FIRST LINES 
 OF THE PSALMS AND HYMNS. 
 
 A. 
 
 A Page 
 
 GAIN the Lord of life and light. Mn.Barhatdd. 2 1 6 
 A little with God's favour blefs'd - - "3$ 
 
 All nature dies and lives again. EnfieWs Seleclio?i. 243 
 
 All feeing God 'tis thine to know. Scott. - 220 
 
 Almighty Maker God. Watts. - -. - 183 
 
 And is the Gofpel peace and love. Mrs. Steels. 206 
 
 And now to heav'n's eternal King. Barlow. - 250 
 
 Angel roll the rock away. Scott.- -" • - 215 
 
 Approach ye pioufly difpos'cL - - - 33 
 
 As pants the hart for cooling flreams - - 43 
 
 Attend O earth whilft I declare 4 
 
 Author of good we reft on thee. Merrick. - 173 
 
 Awake my foul lift up thine eyes. Mrs.Barhauld. 230 
 
 B. 
 
 Before Jehovah's lofty throne. Watts. .- - 90 
 
 Begin my foul th' exalted lay. Ogihie. - - 148 
 
 Behold the grace appear. Watts. - - - 200 
 
 Behold the prince of peace. Doddridge. - - 204 
 
 Behold where breathing love divine. Mrs. Barbauld. 212 
 
 Behold where in a mortal form. Enfield. - 205 
 
 Beneath God's terrours doom'd to groan. Merrick. 103 
 
 Be thou O God exalted high 49 
 
 Blefs'd are the humble fouls that fee. Watts. 224 
 
 Blefs'd be the everlafting God. Watts. - - 217 
 
 Blefs'd is the man whom thou O Lord - - 82 
 
 Blefs God my foul thou Lord alone - - 94 
 
INDEX. 
 C. 
 
 Page 
 
 Can creatures to perfection find. Watts. - - 175 
 Come let us fearch our ways and fee. Birmingham Coll. 226 
 
 Come laid Jefus' facred voice. Mrs. Barbauld. 209 
 
 Come ye who love the Lord. Watts. - - 246 
 
 Coniider that the righteous man 6 
 
 Continue Lord to hear my voice - - 26 
 
 D. 
 
 Do thou convert us Lord do thou 65 
 
 E. 
 
 Erect your heads eternal gates 24 
 
 Eternal God almighty caufe. Brown. - - 73 
 
 Eternal Pow'r thy lofty throne. Watts. - 251 
 
 Eternal fource of ev'ry joy. Doddridge, - 61 
 
 al Wifdom thee we praife. Watts* - 161 
 
 Fsireft of all the lights above. Watts. - - 146 
 
 Falle witneffes with forgM complaints 34 
 
 Far from thy fervants God of grace. Jervis. - 221 
 
 Fat) ler ad or VI in worlds above. Birmingham Golleclion. 251 
 
 Father divine before thy view. Taylor. - nj6 
 
 Father of all in ev'ry age. Pope. - - - 174 
 
 Father of light conduct my feet. Smart. - 229 
 
 :r of mercies God* of love. Heginbotham. - 170 
 
 Father of mercies in thy word. Mrs. Steele. - 207 
 
 Father of (Mir feeble race. Taylor. - - - 218 
 
 For ever and for ever Lord - - - 1 18 
 
 From lo well depths of wo - - - - 126 
 
 G. 
 
 Glory be to God on high. Taylor. - - 192 
 
 God does his faving health difpenfe - - 51 
 
 God in the great ailembly (lands 66 
 
 God is our refuge in diftrefs - - - * 45 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 God moves in a myfterious way. Cowper, - 172 
 God of eternity from thee. Doddridge. - - 233 
 God of mercy God of love. Taylor. - - 190 
 
 God of my ftrength how long fhall I - - 41 
 
 God of our lives whofe bounteous care. Liverpool Coll. 136 
 God's perfect law converts the foul - - 17 
 
 God's providence fix'd. Vincent. - - "95 
 Grafs for our cattle to devour - - - 96 
 
 Great firft of beings mighty Lord. Brown. - 157 
 Great God at whofe all-pow'rful call. EnfieWs Selec. 179 
 Great God how endlefs is thy love. Watts. - 179 
 Great God how infinite art thou. Watts. - 155 
 Great God whofe univerfal fway. Watts. - 59 
 
 Great is our God his works of might. Liverpool Coll. 177 
 Great Ruler of the earth and Ikies. Mrs. Steele. - 44 
 
 H. 
 
 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews. Watts. 220 
 
 Had not the Lord we now may fay - - 123 
 
 Hail King fupreme all wife and good. Liverpool Coll. 159 
 
 Happy the man whofe tender care - - 39 
 
 Hark from the tombs a doleful found* Watts. 241 
 
 Hark the glad found the Saviour comes. Doddridge. 197 
 
 Hark what celeftial notes. Salijbury Collection. 201 
 
 Has God for ever caft me off - - - 62 
 
 Have mercy Lord on me - 47 
 
 Hear O my people to my law 63 
 
 Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims. Watts. 242 
 
 He's blefs'd who has thy pardon gain'd - 29 
 
 He that has God his guardian made - - 79 
 
 How are thy fervants blefs'd O Lord. Addifon. 166 
 
 How blefs'd are they who always keep - 115 
 
 How blefs'd is he who ne'er confents - - 3 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear. Watts. - 122 
 
 How good and pleafant muft it be - - 80 
 
 How ricK thy gifts almighty King. Kippis. - 183 
 
 How ihall the young preferve their ways - 116 
 
 How vaft muft their advantage be - 129 
 X2 
 
INDEX. 
 
 I. 
 
 Page 
 
 223 
 
 2 9 
 
 I hear the voice of wo. Scott. 
 
 I'll celebrate thy praifes Lord 
 
 Inftrucl: me in thy ftatutes Lord 
 
 In thee I put my fteadfaft truft - - - 58 
 
 In the foft feafon of thy youth. Salijbury Colleclion. 2 1 8 
 
 Is there ambition in my foul. Williams' Colleclion. 128 
 
 I ftnve each aftion to approve - - . - T 2 
 
 J. 
 
 Jehovah reigns let all the earth - - - 86 
 Jehovah reigns let ev'ry nation hear. Mrs. Barbauld. 191 
 
 Jehovah with amazing noife - - . - 27 
 
 Jefus the friend of man. Doddridge, - - 214 
 
 L. 
 
 Let all the glad converted world - - - 20 
 
 Let all the juft to God with joy ? 
 
 Let all the lands with fhouts of joy - - - cr 
 
 Let coward guilt with pallid fear. Mrs. Carter. 167 
 
 Let ev'ry creature join. Watts. - 147 
 
 Let me acknowledge O my God - - - 137 
 
 Life is a fpan a fleeting hour. Mrs. Steele. - 239 
 
 Life is the time to ferve thee Lord. Watts. - 235 
 
 Lord difmifs us with thy bleffing. Faivcett. - 249 
 
 Lord hear my pray'r and to my cry - - 139 
 
 Lord hear the humble pray'r I make * " 57 
 
 Lord hear the voice of my complaint 7 
 
 Lord of the worlds above. Watts. 68 
 
 Lord of the worlds below. Thomfon imitated. 186 
 
 Lord thou art good all nature mows. Brown. 162 
 
 Lord whom in heav'n but thee alone - - 60 
 
 Lord who's the happy man that may - - n 
 
 M. 
 
 Mark when tempeftuous winds arife. Scott. - 227 
 
 My God my God why leav'ft thou me - 19 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 My life O God is but a fpan 38 
 
 My foul (hall praife thee O my God. Heginbotham, 171 
 
 My foul with grateful thoughts of love - 112 
 
 N. 
 
 No change of times mail ever fhock - - 13 
 No war or battle's found. Milton^ with alterations 
 
 and additions by Rev. John S. J. Gardiner, - 202 
 
 O. 
 
 O all ye people clap your hands 46 
 O come loud anthems let us fmg - - -83 
 
 O God from out thy boundlefs ftore - - 54 
 
 O God my gracious God to thee - - ; - 52 
 
 O God my heart is fully bent - - - 105 
 
 O God the fouls that truft in thee - - 124 
 
 O God the vaft unfathom'd main - - - 97 
 O God who to my humble pray'r - - - 53 
 
 O Lord of hofts my King and God 67 
 
 O Lord our fathers oft have told 42 
 
 O Lord the faviour and defence - - - 76 
 
 O Lord thy mercy my fure hope - - - 35 
 
 O praife the Lord for he is good - - - 113 
 
 O praife the Lord in that blefs'd place - - 152 
 
 O praife the Lord with one confent - - 130 
 
 O praife ye the Lord. Doddridge. - - - 151 
 
 O render thanks and blefs the Lord - 99 
 
 O render thanks to God above - - 100 
 
 O ring to the Lord a new fong. Taylor, - - 85 
 
 O think not on our former fins - - 64 
 
 O thou the wretched's fure retreat. Mrs. Carter, 71 
 
 O thou to whom all creatures bow - 8 
 
 O thou through all thy works ador'd. Enfield. 178 
 
 O to thy fervants Lord return - - 78 
 
 Our hearts a grateful theme mail fmg. Waits, - 43 
 
 Our Maker arid our King. Mrs. Steele, - 181 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Our fons like lofty trees fhall grow - - j*q 
 
 Our term of life is feventy years - . 7 8 
 
 P. 
 
 Praife O praife the name divine. Merrick. - 154 
 
 Praife to God immortal praife. Mrs. Barb aidd. 188 
 
 Praife to God the great Creator. Taylor. - 193 
 
 Praife ye the Lord immortal choir. Watts. - 145 
 
 Praife ye the Lord our God to praife - - 108 
 
 R. 
 
 Raife your voice and joyful fing. Merrick: - 133 
 
 Rejoice the Lord is king. Taylor^ - - igc 
 Remark my foul the narrow bounds. Brown and 
 
 Doddridge 2 ^ 2 
 
 S. 
 
 Salvation O the joyful found. Watts. - 248 
 
 Since mercy is the grace - - - . 2 6 
 
 Sing to the Lord a new made fong — Let - 84 
 
 Sing to the Lord a new made fong — Who - 88 
 
 So let our lips and lives exprefs. Watts. - 225 
 
 Some lie with darknefs compaiVd round - 102 
 
 That awful hour will foon appear. Mrs, Steele. 234 
 
 That man is blefs'd who ftands in awe - - 109 
 
 That which the builders once refus'd - - - 114 
 
 The darken'd fky how thick it low'rs. Sali/bury Coll. 1 25 
 
 Thee I'll extol my God and King - - I4 o 
 
 Thee will I praife O Lord my God - - 72 
 
 The God Jehovah reigns 89 
 
 The heart dejected fighs to know. Enfield's Selection. 247 
 
 The heav'ns declare thy glory Lord - 14 
 
 The Lord abounds with tender love - 93 
 
 The Lord himfelf the mighty Lord - - 21 
 
 The Lord is good frefh afts of grace - - 141 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Page 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns Watts, - - 185 
 
 The Lord my pafture lhall prepare. Addifon. 22 
 
 The Lord the univerfal King 94 
 
 The Lord unto my Lord thus fpake - - 107 
 
 The Lord who made both heav'n and earth - 143 
 
 There is a land of pure delight. Watts. - 244 
 
 The fpacious firmament on high. Addifon. - 15 
 
 The wonders which thy laws contain - - 119 
 
 They that in fhips with courage bold - - 104 
 
 This feaft was Jefus' high beheft. Enfield's Sekclion* 211 
 
 This fpacious earth is all the Lord's - • - - 23 
 
 Thofe men that all their hope and truft - - 47 
 
 Thou caufeft Lord thy fun to fhine. * Wafts. - 106 
 
 Thou Lord a moment hid' ft thy face - . 98 
 
 Thou Lord by ftricteft fearch haft known - 135 
 
 Thou O my Gcd art my defence 5 
 
 Through all the changing fcenes of life - - 32 
 
 Through all the various fhifting fcenes. Liverpool Coll. 181 
 
 Through endlefs years thou art the fame - 92 
 
 Th' uplifted eye and bended knee. Steele. - 223 
 
 Thy gracious favour Lord diiplay - - 69 
 
 Thy mercies and thy love - - - - 25 
 
 Thy mercies Lord lhall be my fong 74 
 
 Thy name almighty Lord. Watts. - - 250 
 
 'Tis God who thofe that truft in him - - 31 
 
 To blefs thy chofen race - - - 5^ 
 
 To celebrate thy praife O Lord 9 
 
 To God our never-failing ftrength 66 
 
 To God the Lord a hymn of praife - - 143 
 
 To God the mighty Lord - - - - 1 3 * 
 
 To God your grateful voices raife - - 101 
 
 To God your voice in anthems raife - - 57 
 
 To thee my God and Saviour I - - - 73 
 
 To thee my God my days are known. Doddridge. 37 
 
 To thee O Lord my cries afcend - - 138 
 
INDEX. 
 
 To thy felvation Lord for aid - - ^8 
 
 Triumphant hallelujahs raife. Anon. - . 249 
 'Twas God who form'd the rolling fpheres. Liver- 
 
 pool Collection. - _ _ !^£ 
 
 >Twas on that dark that doleful night. Watts. 210 
 
 U. 
 
 Upward we lift our eyes. Watts. - - 120 
 
 W. 
 
 We build with fruitlefs eare unJefs - . I2 6 
 
 We ling th' almighty pow'r of God. Watfs. 1 c8 
 
 What ieraph of celeftiaJ birth . . i* 
 
 When all thy mercies O my God. Addifon. . - 16* 
 When blooming youth is fnatch'd away. Mrs. Steele. 240 
 When gloomy thoughts and boding fears. Steele. 208 
 When Lord thou (halt with me refide - 01 
 
 When once the firm affurance fails - \ 1Q 
 
 When overwhelm^ with grief. Watts. - 50 
 
 When f^k^Ls makes the languid frame. Heginbotham. 237 
 When w-orn with lickncfs oil ha.t thou. Addifon. 16c 
 ZJ™ re &ould man frail child of clay. Enfield. 228 
 While ihepherds watch'd their flocks by night. Pat- 
 rick. . . . _ 
 
 While fume in folly's pleafures roll. Cotton. - 226 
 Wiiile the- I lock protecting Pow'r. Mffi H. M. 
 
 Williams. - m _ „ j^g 
 
 Who can the wond'rous works recount - - 38 
 
 Who from the gloomy fhades of night. Mrs. Morton. 238 
 
 Why Oiould the world's alluring toys. Mrs. Steele. 245 
 
 W ith all my pow'rs of heart and tongue. Watts. 1 24 
 
 With cheerful notes let all the earth - - ll2 
 
 Withdraw not Lord thy help - . 4 8 
 
 With glory clad with ftrength array'd - 81 
 
 VV ith me thy fervant thou haft dealt - 1 1 8 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Ye boundlefs realms of joy - . 2 r Q 
 
 Ye faints and fervants of the Lord - - 1 1 1 
 
 *Ye works of God to him alone. Merrick. - 184 
 
 * # * WHEN no author's name appears in the In- 
 dex, the fele&ion is made from Tate and Brady's Verfton. 
 
 THE editors would here acknowledge, that in the 
 choice of the pfalms and hymns contained in this volume, 
 they have been guided by the judgment and tafte of the 
 collectors of the following books of facred poetry ; 
 
 Drummond's SelecT: Portions of Tate and Brady's 
 
 Pfalms. London, 1791. 
 Bentleyt Collection cf Pfalms and Hymns. Salem. 
 A Collection of Hymns from Dr. Watts, &c. Bofton. 
 Weft Bolton Collection of Hymns. 1783. 
 Belknap's Sacred Poetry. Bofton. 1 795. 
 Knox's Elegant Extracts : Poetry ; Book I. Lond. 1790. 
 Poetical Monitor. London. 1796. 
 Collection of Pfalms for the ufe of a congregation of 
 
 Proteftant DifTenters in Liverpool. 1763. 
 Collection of Hymns. Salifbury. 1778. ' 
 Lindfey's Colledion of Hymns and Pfalms. Lon- 
 don. 1793. 
 Collection of Hymns and Pfalms. Plymouth. 1 790. 
 Pfalms and Hymns for the ufe of the New Meeting in 
 
 Birmingham. 1790. 
 Enfield's Selection of Hymns. 1795. 
 
 Many of the hymns and pfalms are abridged or al- 
 tered ; and to fome additions are made. For thefe al- 
 terations and additions the editors are indebted, with a few 
 exceptions, to the fix laft mentioned books. 
 
 Church in Tremont Street, Boston. 1799. 
 
NAMES OF THE DIFFERENT METRES. 
 
 1 . C OMMON Metre, as the i ft. Pfalm. 
 
 2. Long Metre, as the 18th. and 45th. Pfalms. 
 
 3. Short Metre, as the 25th. Pfalm. 
 
 4. Six Line Long Metre, as the 113th. and the 23d. 
 Pfalm, p. 22. 
 
 5. Six Line Metre, as the 27th. H^mn. 
 
 6. Hallelujah Metre, as the 84th. Pfalm, p. 68, and 
 the 136th. Pfalm, p. 131. 
 
 7. All Sevens Metre, as the 30th. 31ft. and 56th. 
 Hymns. 
 
 g. Eighth Metre, as the 149th. Pfalm. 
 9. Ninth Metre, as the 96th. Pfalm, p. 84. 
 
 10. Tenth Metre, as the 96th. Pfalm, p. 85. 
 
 11. Eleventh Metre, as the 32d. Hymn. 
 
 12. Twelfth Metre, as the 33d. Hymn. 
 
 13. Thirteenth Metre, as the 34th. Hymn. 
 
 14. Fourteenth Metre, as the 35th. Hymn, 
 
 15. Fifteenth Metre, as the 36th. Hymn. 
 . 1 6. Sixteenth Metre, as the 41ft. Hymn. 
 
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