CZ Z- tfoMltp^ THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY Endowed by the Reverend Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d. % LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY 37P7 7 h:-: IMITATED THE LANGUAGE OF THE NEW TESTAMENT A.VD APPLIED TO THE CHRISTIAN ffSE AND WORSHHV BY I. WATTS, D.D. A NEW EDITION, IX WHICH THE PSVLMS OMITTTD BY DR. WATTS ARE VERiIETE», LOCAL PASSAGES ARE ALTERED, AND A NUMBER OF PSALMS ARE VERSIFIED ANEW IN PROPER METRES. BY TIMOTHY D WIGHT, D.D. PRESIDENT OF YALE COLLEGE. At the Request of THE GENERAL ASSOCIATION OF CONNECTICUT, TO THE PSALMS IS ADDED A SELECTION OF HYMNS. NEW- YORK: PUBLISHED BY JOHN L. TIFFANY, 114 BROADWAY. 3. Seymour, Printer. 1817. \T7HEftEAS the Rev. Dr. Dvvight was requested by the * * General Association of the state of Connecticut, that met on the third Tuesday of June, in the year of our Lord 1797, to revise Dr. Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, so as to accommodate them to the state, of the American churches: and to supply the deficiency of those psalms which Dr. Watts had omitted : And having undertaken this service, and made such alterations and additions, gave notice thereof to the Asso- ciation, at their meeting in the year 1799; and the Association wishing the advice and concurrence of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States in this import- ant business ; the subscribers were appointed by the above bodies, to meet, and examine such alterations and additions ; and accordingly met at Stamford, on the 10th day of June, 1800, and having carefully examined them, approve and re- commend said version, as thus altered and amended, to the use of the churches. John Rodgers, Joseph Strong, John Suta'lcy, Asa Hillyer, J an. Cyprian Strong, Jonathan Freeman, Isaac Lenis, Committee. WE also recommend to Dr. D wight, to select such hymns from Dr. Watts, Dr. Doddridge, and others, and annex them to his edition of the psalms, as shall furnish the churches with a more extensive system of psalmody. John Rodgers, Joseph Strong, John Smalley, Asa Hillyer, Jim. Cyprian St. ong, Jonathan Freeman, Isaac Le:cis, THE above is a true copy of the doings of the committee. Test. CYPJUAN STRONG, Scribe. District of Connecticut, ss 11 V, IT REMEMBEfiRO, That on the thirteenth day of November, in J i>- t«p-Dt) ~.>uh year of the Independence of the linked siate- tf Ibe Litv Timothy Djiighl, of the sa d d strict, bath depns ted u this office the » Hook, the r ;:ht wheredf he claim* hs author, in the word- following, viz — The fValms of Da^ii. itnrtat-id m the laniua»e of the New Testament, and applied to id. worship ii-y / fV<:tts, U D A new edi'. on in widen the I'-alm* ■v f)r Halts ae versitied; lo< at r-*s'a?e- are altered, and a num er of are verified anew in, proper >«netres. By Timothy D night, D 1) Pre-ident of , j1. College At the reque-t of the General Association of Connecticut. To the is aJded a selection of Hvmns " formity to the Act of the Congress of the United State", intitled, "An Act for '• i .it- er. -auragement of learning, hy securing the cop es of Maps, Chart?, and R >• Authors and froeri<2 during the times therein ment oued.'' fSi»ued,) SIMEON BALDWIN, :.• ihtrictqf i \ D V E It Tl S E M E N T. AFTER the American revolution, it became early the general wish of the churches and congregations in this country, that such pas- sages in Doctor Jf'atts's version of the psalms, as were local, and in- applicable to our own circumstances, might be altered, and made to ac- cord with those circumstances. In several succeeding instances, such an alteration has been made. The General Association of this state, however, thought proper, at their session in June, 1795, to request the subscriber to attempt the work anew. To this request they subjoined another; viz. that he would versify the psalms omitted by Doctor Watts. At the same time, a number of the clergy and laity, of the first respectability, recommended, that an addition should be made to the number of psalms, versified by Doctor Walls in proper metres, for the purpose of preventing a too frequent repetition of them in our wor- ship. They also recommended, that a number of hymns should be annexed to the psalm-book, sufficient to complete a system of public psalmody. In May. 1798, a motion was made in the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church for accomplishing the same general purpose : but '.he General Assembly, being informed that the business Lad been taken up by the General Association, concluded to postpone any further measures relative to it, until they should see the issue of the measures adopted in Connecticut. After this work was completed, a joint com- mittee was appointed to examine, on behalf of both these ecclesiastical . the state and character cf the work, and finally to approve, or disapprove of it, a- : Id judge proper. Their decision the reader has already seen, on a preceding page. With the requests and recommendations above mentioned I have en- deavoured to complv. Some account of what I have done is due to the Public. In making such alterations in Doctor Watts's version as respected - merely local, I have in some instances applied the psalm or the passage to the church at large, or to christian nations generally; and m others, particularly to our own country. The latter I have done, because every nation, like every individual, feeling its own concerns more than any other, will find various occasions of adapting its praise peculiarly to them. In altering such passages as were defective, either in the language or the sentiment, I found two objects claiming my attention — the er- rors of the press and those of the writer. The reverence for Doctor Watts is in this country so great, that I shall not be surprised to find myself charged with want of modesty, for suggesting that he was the subject of such errors Doctor Watts was a man of great eminence for learning, wisdom, and piety; and in use- fulness to mankind has had few equals. As a poet, in writing a flow- ing, happy stanza, familiar without vulgarism, and elevated without affectation or obscurity, he has. perhaps, never been excelled. The de- sign of evangelizing the psalms (if I may be allowed the expression). 4 ADVERTISEMENT. was one of those happy thoughts which rarely occur, and will give his version a decided superiority over every ether, as a vehicle foi praise of christian*. Still he was not distinguished as a correct wi and must undoubtedly be charged with some of the errors found in his psalm Book. A part of these "'only have I e. I sho Id have ventured further Uy cautioned to make no alterations except those which should appear to be either ab- solutely necessary or pia.nly important. In these alterations I have aimed to vary as little as mi^ht be from nv ie editions of Di psalms ha' y numerous in Great Britain and America, many typographical errors have ci into the modem copies of that work. " These I hav idea- voured to correct. In versifying the psalms omitted by Dr. Watts, I have followed the free example which he has set. When the reader is informed. Dr. Watts was discouraged from attempting- these, I am persuaded thai he will not think the latitude which I have taken unwarrantable. In adding to the number of psalms, versified in several kinds of pro- per metres, I have generally selected those which were of frequent use. As the design was to prevent the necessity of singing the existing psalms of this -escription too often, such a selection became indispen- sable. I have not versified any in the metre of the old 50th, because of the incumbrance of the chorus ; nor any in that of the 1 13th, because I thought the number aire ent The hymns I have selected from various writers, with a design of extending and completing a system of psalmody. I do not flatter my-, self that a divine song will be found here adapted to every religions subject ; yet. I hope, there will be no important deficiency. Had I followed my own judgment only, the collection would have been some- what larger; but I found several judicious divines of opinion, that it would be expedient to make it still less. To the hymns selected, I am persuaded, there will be no objection. It cannot, without weakness, be supposed, that what I have done will meet the universal approbation of those for whose use this psalm bo >k is intended. The introduction of a psalm book into the use of churches, has ever been attended with difficulties. I have not sar~ myself: it ouorht. therefore, not to be expected, that I should sarwy others, whose judgment must doubtless be more impartial, and less biassed in my favour, than my own. I can only say, that I have in- tended well. No doctrine will, I believe, be found in the book, which is not ac- cordant with the general Protestant Orthodoxy. In this part of Thc performance I presunv •: be • xtensively censured. With respect to the rest- I leave it in the hands of the public, with my sincere wish and earnest prayer to God, that it may please him to make it a mean of ass praise, and promoting the education and comfort of mv fellow christians. TIMOTHY DWIGHT. ■Haven? August 13, I XttE PSALMS OF DAVID, IMITATED IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE NEW TESTAMENT. PSALM 1. C. M. The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked. BLEST is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet ; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer's seat': 2 But in the statutes of the Lord Has plac'd his chief delight ; By day he reads or hears the word. And meditates by night. 3 [He like a plant of generous kind By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind. Enjoys a peaceful state.] 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of ljoliness appear Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so the impious and unjust; What vain designs they form ! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ the Judge at his right hand Appoints his saints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tread. His heart approves it well ; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell 6 PSALM 1. PSALM 1. S. M. The Sami happy, the Sinner miser abli THE man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinner s ways. Among their councils never stands. Nor takes the scorner's place : 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight. Amid the iabours of the day. And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live. His works are heavenly fruit 4 Not so th' ungodly race, They no such blessings find : Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff •Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet"? 6 He knows, and he approves, The way the righteous go : But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. psalm 1. L. M. The difference between the Righteous and the Wicked. HAPPY the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go ; Wrho hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2 He loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord ; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure pond'ring o'er his word. PSALM 2. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green ; And heaven will shine with kindest beams^ On every work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels cross 'd ; As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skigfc. 3 In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a different place. 6 " Straight is the way my saints have trod, " I bless 'd the path, and drew it plain; 66 But you would choose the crooked road ; " And down it leads to endless pain." PSALM 2. S. M, Acts iv. 24. &c. Christ Dging, Rising, Interceding and Reigning £1\ TAKER and sovereign Lord .1 t JL Of heaven, and earth and seas^ Thy providence confirms thy word, And answers thy decrees. 2 The things so long foretold By David, are fulfill'd ; When Jews and Gentiles join to slay Jesus, thy holy Child.] 3 Why did the Gentiles rage, And Jews with one accord Bend all their counsels to destroy Th' Anointed of the Lord ? 4 Rulers and Kings agree To form a vain design ; Against the Lord their powers unite, Against his Christ they join. 8 PSALM £. 5 The Lord derides their rage, And will support his throne ; He that hath rais'd him from the dead, Hath own'd him for his Son. PAUSE. § TSfow he's ascended high, And asks to rule the earth ; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heavenly birth. 7 He asks, and God bestows A large inheritance ; Far as the world's remotest ends His kingdom shall advance. 8 The nations that rebel Must feel his iron rod : He'll vindicate those honours well Which he receiv'd from God. 9 [Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne ; With trembling joy, ye people, bow To God's exalted Son. 10 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place ; Then blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace.] psalm 2. c. M. The same. WHY did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down ? 2 The Lord that sits above the skies, Derides their rage below, He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through. PSALM 2. H 3 " I call him my eternal Son, " And raise him from the dead ; u I make my holy hill his throne, " And wide his kingdom spread. 4 " Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy " The utmost heathen lands ; " Thy rod of iron shall destroy " The rebel that withstands." 5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey th' anointed Lord ; Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word. 6 With humble love address his throne, For if he frown, ye die : Those are secure, and those alone, Who on his grace rely. PSALM 2.^ L. M. Christ's Death, Resurrection, and Ascension. "1 7ITHY did the Jews proclaim their rage? ▼ ▼ The Romans why their swords employ ? Against the Lord their powers engage His dear Anointed to destroy ! 2 " Come, let its break his bands, they say, " This man shall never give us laws ;" And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd their Monarch to the cross. 3 But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls : He'll vex their heart with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 " I will maintain the King I made ci On Zion's everlasting hill, " My hand shall bring him from the dead, " And he shall stand your sovereign stiiU" 1 * 10 PSALM 3. 5 [His wondrous rising from the earth Makes his eternal Godhead known : The Lord declares his heavenly birth, " This day have I begot my Son. 6 " Ascend, my Son, to my right hand, " There thou shalt ask, and I bestow *'• The utmost bounds of heathen lands ; " To thee the northern isles shall bow/'] 7 But nations that resist his grace Shall fall beneath his iron stroke ; His rod shall crush his foes with ease, As potter's earthern work is broke. PAUSE. 8 Now ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb : Now at his feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name. 9 With humble love address the Son, Lest he grow angry and ye die ; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown. If ye provoke his jealousy. 10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell, He is a God, and ye but dust ; Happy the souls that know him well, And make his grace their only trust. psalm 3. CM. Doubts and Fears suppressed ; or, God our Defence from Sin and Satan. MY God, how many are my fears I How fast my foes increase ! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. % The lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in heaven, And all my swelling sins appeat Too big to be forgiven. PSALM 3. 11 3 But thou, my glory, and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threat'ning guilt. And raise my drooping head. 4 [I cried, and from his holy hill He bow'd a listening ear; I call'd my Father, and my God, And he subdued my fear. 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes ; I woke and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What though the hosts of death and hell All arm'd against me stood : Terrors no more shall shake my soul. My refuge is my God. 7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, While I thy glory sing; My God hath broke the serpent's teeth, And death has lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save ; Blessings attend thy people here,, And reach beyond the grave. PSALM 3. v. 1—5, 8. L. M. rning Psalm. OLORD how many are my foes, In this w7eak state of flesh and blood ! My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. % Tir'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry ; Thou heard'st when I began to pray. And thine almighty help was nigh. 12 PSALM 4. 3 Supported by thy heavenly aid I laid me down and slept secure, Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustain'd me all the night ; Salvation doth to God belong He rais'd my head to see the light, And make his praise my morning song. PSALM 4. / v. 1—3. 5—7. L. M. Hearing if Prayer ; or, God our Portion, and Christ our Hope. OGOD of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain : Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame ; How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside ; He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ that died. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, " Who will bestow some earthly good?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray ; Our souls desire this heavenly food. 6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice At grace and favours so divine, Nor will I change my happy choice For all their corn and all their wine. PSALM 4, O. 13 PSALM 4. v. 3—5. 8. C. ftL Jin '-.'!: tine Psalm. IORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; ^ I am for ever thine : I fear before thee all the day. Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head From cares and business free, Tis sweet conversing on ray bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts compos 'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. psalm 5. CM. For the Lord's Day Mcrning. LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye. 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dw7ell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy fear. 14 PSALM O. 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face. PAUSE. 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray ; They flatter with a base design To make my soul their prey. 7 Lord, crush the serpent of the dust, And all his plots destroy ; While those that in thy mercy trust For ever shout for joy. 8 The men that love and fear thy name Shall see their hopes fulfill'd ; The mighty God will compass them With favour as a shield. psalm 6. c. M. Complaintii Sickness ; or, Diseases healed. IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not, Withdraw the dreadful storm ; Not let thy fury grow so hot, Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares. My flesh with pain opprest ; My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; I waste the night with cries, Counting the minutes as they pass, Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still afflicted more ? Mine eyes consum'd with grief? How long, my God. how long before Thy hand affords relief? PSALM 6. 15 5 He hears when dust and ashes speak, He pities all our groans, He saves us for his mercy's sake, And heals our broken bones. 6 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath ; For silent graves praise not the Lord? Nor is he known in death. psalm 6. L. M. Temptations in Sickness overcome. LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise ! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows that I feel ; The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal ! 3 See how I pass my weary days, In sighs and groans ; and when 'tis night, My bed is water 'd with my tears ; My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! How long, Almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair ; But graves can never praise the Lord, For all is dust and silence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul, And all despairing thoughts depart ; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart. 1>SALM 7. PSALM 7. C. M. G hPs Care tif -. s People, a il Punishment of Prrsiciitarr. A y| Y trust is in my heavenly friend, JLV1L My hope in thee, my God ; Rise, and my helpless life defend From these that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer's near. 3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust, And wish and seek their wo, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there were malice hid in me, I know thy piercing eyes ; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control ; Awake to judgment, and command Deliverance for my soul. pause. 6 [Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust ; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knowrs the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright : His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 For me their malice dug a pit, But there themselves are cast ; My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at last.] PSALM 8. 17 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword : Awake, my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the Lord. psalm 8. s. M. God's Sovereignly a --•' Goodness :nd Man's Dovr'nien over the Creature*. OLORD, our heavenly King, Thv name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondVing eyes, And see the moon complete in light Adorn the darksome skies: 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, A-kin to dust and worms? 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou should'st love him so ? Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below. 5 Thine honours crown his head, While beasts like slaves obey, And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. 6 How rich thy bounties are ! How wond'rous are thy ways: Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise. 7 [Out of the mouth of babes And sucklings thou canst draw Surprising honours to thy name, And strike the world with awe. 9. 38 PSALM 8. 8 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine : Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.] psalm 8. c. M. Christ's Condcs' -nsion and Giorificalicn ; or, Godmadt Man. OLoRD,our Lord ,how wondrous great Is thine exalted name ! The dories of thv heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold thy works on high, The moon that rules the night, And stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving; worlds of light : 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visit him with grace. And love his nature so ? 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than his angels are, To save a dying worm ? 5 [Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown, And men would not adore, Th' obedient seas and fishes own His Godhead and his power. 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet : And fish, at his command, Brought their large shoals to Peter's net. And tribute to his hand. 7 These humbler glories of the Son, Shone through the fleshlv cloud : Now we behold him on his throne, And men confess him God.] PSALM 8. 19 3 Let him be erown'd with majesty Who bow'd his head to death ; And be his honours sounded high By all things that have breath. 3 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let the whole earth proclaim. PSALM 8. V. 1, 2. PARAPHRASED. FIRST TART. L. M. Tht Kosannn o' the Chl'dreH ; or. [n'nnts praisiop God. ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, Thro'the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heavens thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the young A monument of honour raise ; And babes, with uninstructed tongue Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy power assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground, To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policy confound. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng To see their great Redeemer's face ; The son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring ; Revenge sits silent in their breasts, While Jewish babes proclaim their king. PSALM 8. V. 3, Lc. PARAPHRASED. SECOND PART. L. M. Jifnm and Christ, lords of tht Old and Kew Creation. LORD,whatwasman,whenmadeat first, Adam the offspring of the dust, 20 PSALM 9. That thou should'st set him and his race But just below an angel's place? 2 That thou should'st raise his nature so> And make him lord of all below; Mole every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet ? 3 But O, what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state! What honours shall thy Son adorn Who condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made, See him in dust among the dead, To save a ruin'd world from sin ; Yet he shall reign with power divine. 5 The world to come redeem 'd from all The miseries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's feet. PSALM 9. FIRST PART. C. M. Width and Mercy from the Judgment Seat WITH my wholeheartl'll raise my song, Thy wonders I'll proclaim : Thou, the great Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness. And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor opprest, To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men, that know thy name, will trust In thine abundant grace : w PSALM V. 21 And thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, Who humbly seek thy face. Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill, Who executes his threat'ning word, And doth his grace fulfil. PSALM 9. v. lft. SECOND PART. C. M. Thi Wisdom and Equity of Providence THEN the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls that mourn in dust, Shall find a faithful God. % He from the dreadful gates of death Doth his own children raise ; In Zion's gates with cheerful breath, They sing their Father's praise. 3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet Into the pit they made ; And sinners perish in the net That their own hands have spread. 4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God ! Are thy deep counsels known ; When men of mischief are destroy'd, The snare must be their own. PAUSE. 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ; Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel Against thy known commands. 6 Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait and long complain, Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. 2 * 22 PSALM 10. 7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, To judge and save the poor ; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And men prevail no more. 8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain, Make them confess that thou art God, And they but feeble men.] psalm 10. c. M. Prater heard, and. Sainfs raved ; or. Pride. ■iihtisn. a d Oppression Punishtd. (FOR A HUMILIATION DAY ) WrHY doth the Lord stand off so far, And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy power ? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour ? 3 They put thy judgments from their sight. And then insult the poor ; They boast in their exalted height That they shall fall no more. 4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand, Attend our humble cry ; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high. PAUSE. 5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, Ci The God of heaven will ne'er engage " To fight on Zion's side ?" 6 But thou for ever art our Lord ; And powerful is thy hand, As when the heathen felt thy sword, And perish'd from thy land, PSALM 11. 2^ 7 God will prepare our hearts to pray, And bow his ear to hear ; He marks whate'er his children say. And puts the world in fear. 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just ; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust. PSALM 11. L.M. God loves the Righteous, and fmt< s r 1 Wicked. MY refuge is the God of love ; Why do my foes insult and cry, " Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove, " To distant woods or mountains fly ?" 2 If government be all destroy 'd, (That firm foundation of our peace,) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress ? 3 The Lord in heaven hath fix'd his throne. His eye surveys the world below ; To him all mortal things are known, His eyelids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far To prove their love and try their grace, What must the bold transgressors fear ? His very soui abhors their ways. 5 On impious wretches he shall rain Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom with his angry breath. 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere ; And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his owrn image bear. 24 PSALM 12. PSALM 12. L.M. TheSai/iVs Sifeiy and Hope in vi.' 'limes; or, Sim of the Tcngut cir.iplaintd of ; vU Blasphemy. Falsehood, Darkness. HOW long, O Lord, shall I complain Like one that seeks his God in vain ? 26 PSALM 14. Wilt thou thy face for ever hide? Shall I still pray and be denied ? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot As one whom thou regardest not ? Still shall my soul thine absence mourn? And still despair of thy return ? 3 How long shall my poor troubled breast, Be with these anxious thoughts opprest ? And Satan, my malicious foe, Rejoice to see me sunk so low ? 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Before my death conclude my grief; If thou withhold thy heavenly light, I sleep in everlasting night. 5 How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost! But I have trusted in thy grace, And shall again behold thy face. 6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; My heart shall feel thy love, and raise My cheerful voice in songs of praise. PSALM 13. C. M. Complaint under Temptations of the J)tvit- HOW long w7ilt thou conceal thy face, My God. how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away ? 2 How long shall my poor labouring soul Wrestle and toil in vain ? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. 3 See howT the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts ; a PSALM 14. 9 He spreads a mist around n And a his fiery dart- Be thou my sun, and thou my shi- My hould I become his prey! Behold th of hell grow proud At thy so long delay. 6 But they -hall fly rebuk And Satan hide his head: He knows the terrors of thy look. And hears thy voice with dread. 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grac Where all my hopes have hei g ijall em pic ip§ in praise, And victory shall be sung. M 14. FIE5T PJtRT. C. M. X all religion's vain, There is no God that reigns a high. " Or minds th' a'ffairs of men." 2 From thoughts so dreadfiil and profane Con pt ourse proceeds ; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 5 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Look'd down on things belov. To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice kn* re all are g Their practice ad the > $i PSALM 15. There's none that fears his Maker's hand,. There's none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease ; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace ! 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In every heart are found ; Nor can they bear diviner fruit. Till grace refine the ground. PSALM 14. SECOND PART. c. M. I; >;?' jfer-eat'o s . 4 RE sinners now so senseless grown,r .jL_L That they the saints devour ? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name ; Let them no more thy wrath despise. Nor turn our hope to shame. S Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust Great God, confound their pride. 4 Oh ! that the joyful day were come To finish our distress i When God shall bring his children home; Our songs shall never cease. psalm 15. c. M. Charar-Ur of u. Saint, or a Citizen '»/ Zio i . Qualifications of a Chrlstiar. WHO shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace ? PSALM 15. 29 2 The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker's promises, And follows his commands. 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart. Nor slanders with his tongue ; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbour wrong. 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord ; And tho' to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor : This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heaven secure. psalm 15 L.M. Religion and Justice. Goodness and Truth ; or, Did es to God and Man; or, theQualifica tions of a Christian TTS^HO shall ascend thy heavenly place, ▼ ▼ Great God, and dwell beforethy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below : 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbour wrong, g [Scarce will he trust an ill report, Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt ; Sinners of state he can despise. But saints are honour'd in his eyes.] 4 [Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good ; »Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.] 3 30 PSALM 16. 5 [He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold : Whilst others gripe and grind the poor., Sweet charity attends his door.] 6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face ; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. PSALM 16. first PART. L. M. Confession of our Poverty ; and Saiitts tne bcsi Company ; or, Good works profit Men, not God. PRESERVE me. Lord, in time of need For succour to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead : My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest How empty and how poor 1 am : My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do ; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth To give a relish to their wine ; I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. PSALM 16. SECOND PART. L. M. Christ's All- sufficiency. HOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise^ Who haste to seek some idol-god ! PSALM 16. 31 I will not taste their sacrifice. Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon ; He for my life hath offered up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast ; By day his counsels guide me right : And be his name for ever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes ; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. PSALM 16. THIRD PART. L. M. Courage in D,ath, and Hope of the Resurrection. TT7HEN God is nigh, my faith is strong, V V His arm is my almighty prop : Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust and rise on high ; Then shalt thou lead the wond'rous way Up to thy throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ; And full discoveries of thy grace (Which we but tasted here below) Spread heavenly joys through all the place. f32 PSALM 16. PSALM 16. 1—8. FIRST PART. C. M. Suti:>urt a.id Counsel from God without Merit. O AVE me, O Lord, from every foe : ^ ( In thee my trust I place, Though all the good that I can do Can ne'er deserve thy grace. 2 Yet, here, thy children to sustain Shall be my lov'd employ ; Thy children, first and best of men, My friends, my highest joy. 3 Let heathen to their idols haste., And worship wood or stone ; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 4 His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup ; Much am I pleas'd with present gooclj, And more rejoice in hope. 5 God is my portion and my joy ; His counsels are my light ; He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 6 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eve ; Not death nor hell my hope shall move While such a friend is nigh. PSALM 16. SECOND PART. C. M. Tht Drnth and Rfsvrrection of Christ. SET the Lord before my face, " He bears my courage up ; My heart, and tongue, their joys express^ " My flesh shall rest in hope. 2 " My spirit. Lord, thou wilt not leave Where souls departed are : i a a PSALM 17. 33 u Nor quit my body to the grave " To see corruption there. What though no voice, nor sound/* Be heard from yonder sky, A nobler speech is found By virtue's raptur'd eye. To God's great hand, The chorus cries, let songs arise From every land. PAUSE. But fairer splendours beam From every gospel line, And teach th' Eternal name In language more divine. To humble hearts, That seek thy face, renewing grace Thy truth imparts. How pure thy perfect word! That lamp to wand'ring feet ; ' What peace thy laws afford ! Thy promises how sweet ! A rich reward Thy statutes give, and bid me live, And serve the Lord. Not honey so delights, Nor heaps of gold refin'd : No pleasure so invites The pure and pious mind. Her erring thoughts Teach thou my soul, and make me whole From secret faults. From each presumptuous way My w7andering feet restrain : So shall my life be free From every fatal stain. * Addisos. U PSALM 1^. Oh make me see, Thou God of grace, my thoughts and ways Approv'd by thee! PSALM 19. FIRST PART. S. M. The Book of Natu e and Scripture, (FOR A LORD'S DAY MORNING.) BEHO LD the lofty sky Declares its maker, God ! And all the starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same ; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name. 3 In ev'ry different land, Their general voice is known ; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye western lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his ward ; We are not left to Nature's voice To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes ; He puts his gospel in our hands. Where our salvation lies. Q His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit ; His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great. 7 [Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight ; Nor gold that hath the furnace pass'd So much allures the sight. PSALM 19. 45 8 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim; Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer's name.] PSALM 19. SECOND PART. S. M. God's Word most excellent; or, Sincerity and Watchfulntss. (FOR A LORD'S DAY MORNING.) BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ; For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trvist. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ? Oh may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven ! PAUSE. 5 I hear thy word with love, And I would fain obey : Send thy good Spirit from above To guide me, lest I stray. 6 Oh ! who can ever find The errors of his ways ? Yet, with a bold, presumptuous mhuL I would not dare transgress. 7 Warn me of every sin, Forgive my secret faults : 4 * 46 PSALM 19. And cleanse this guilty soul of mine. Whose crimes exceed my thought?, 8 While with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad ; Accept the worship and the song. My Saviour and my God. psalm 19. L. M. The Books of Nature and Scripture compared ; or, the Glory and Success of the Gospc'. THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thv name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest Till through the world thy truth has run ; Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Bless the dark world with heavenly light Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view; In souls renew'd and sins forgiven ; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heave il PSALM 19. 47 PSALM 19. To the Tune of the 113*6 Psalm. T'i- Book »f Natun a & Si rip nn Gre \TGod,the heav'n's well-order 'd frame Declares the glories of thy name : There thy rich works of wonder shine ; A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear Of boundless power, and skill divine. % From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light, Lectures of heavenly wisdom read : With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 3 Yet their divine instructions run Far as the jemmies of the sun, And every nation knows their voice : The sun, like some young bridegroom drest. Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, He smiles, and speaks his maker, God ; All nature joins to show thy praise : Thus God in every creature shines ; Fair is the book of Nature's lines ; But fairer is thy book of grace. PAUSE. 5 I love the volumes of thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest 6 From the discoveries of thy law The perfect rules of life I draw : 48' PSALM 20. These are my study and delight : Not honey so invites the taste, I\or gold that hath the furnace past/ Appears so pleasing to the sight. 7 Thy threat 'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies ; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain ; Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace And book of nature not in vain. psalm 20. L. M. Prayer and Hope of Victory. (FOR A DAY OF PRAYER IN TIME OF WAR ) NOW may the God of power and grace Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliv'rance from on high. % The name of Jacob's God defends, Better than shields or brazen walls : He from his sanctuary sends Succour and strength when Zion calls. 3 Well he remembers all our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts ; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 In his salvation is our hope, And in the name of Israel's God Our troops shall lift their banners up,, Our navies spread their flags abroad. PSALM 21. 49 5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts ; Our surest expectations are From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name Inspire our armies for the fight! Our foes shall fall and die with shame, Or quit the field with shameful flight.] Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Now let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. psalm 21. c. M. Rules ir fu tart of Heav-n OUR Rulers, Lord, with songs of praise, Shall in thy strength rejoice, And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice. % Thy sure defence, through nations rounds Has spread their honours far ; And their successful measures crown'd, Alike in peace and war. 3 Then let them still on God rely, For wisdom, and for grace ; His mercy shall their wants supply, And save our happy race. 4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes Shall quake through all their bands ; Thy vengeful arm shall find out those That hate thy mild commands. 5 When thou against them dost engage, Thy just but dreadful doom Shall, like a fiery oven's rage, Their hopes and them consume. 6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And thus exalt thy fame ; Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare, For thine Almighty name. psalm 21. 1—9. l. ?»r. Ch si txaUtd to the Kingdom. DAVID rejoie'd in God his strength, Rais'd to the throne by special grace. But Christ, the Son, appears at length, Fultils the triumph and the praise. 2 How great is the Messiah's joy In the salvation of thy hand ! Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high,. And giv'n the world to his command. 3 Whate'er he wills thy goodness gives, Nor doth the least request withhold : Blessings attend him while he lives, And crowns of glory, not of gold. 4 Around his sacred temples shine : Th' Eternal's uncreated rays ; All power is his, and grace divine, And length of everlasting days. 5 And as a fiery oven glows With raging heat and burning coals, Thy vengeance shall consume his foes, Thy wrath devour their guilty souls. PSALM 22. 1—16. FIRST PART. CM. TJh Sufferings and Death of Christ. WHY hath my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? (Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.) 2 Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell Among thy praising saints, PSALM 22. si Yet thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great deliv'rance found; But I'm a worm, despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 Shaking the head they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn : ■" In vain he trusts in God," they cry, " Neglected and forlorn." 5 But thou art he who form'd my flesh. By thine almighty word ; And since I hung upon the breast My hope is in the Lord. 6 Why will my father hide his face When foes stand threat 'ning round.. In the dark hour of deep distress, And not a helper's found ? PAUSE. 7 Behold thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, As bulls of Bashan tierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet, To multiply the smart; They nail my hands, they pierce my feet,, And try to vex my heart. 9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heavenly Father bruise The Son he loves so well ? 10 My God, if possible it be, Withhold this bitter cup : 52 PSALM 22. But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown., In groans 1 waste my breath ; Thy heavy hand hath brought me down, Low as the dust of death. 12 Father, I give my spirit up, And trust it in thine hand ; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And n»e at ir\ command. PSxYLM 22. 20, 21. 27—31. second pakt. C. M. Christ's Swffi - - "VTOW from the roaring lion's rage, Xrl '■ O Lord, protect thy Son, * Nor leave thy darling to engage " The powers of hell alone." % Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him in that dreadful day, And chas'd away his fears. 3 Great was the vict'ry of his death, His throne exalted high ; And all the kindreds of the earth ShaU worship or shall die. 4 A num'rous offspring must arise From his expiring groans ; They shall be reckon 'd in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread ; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God? n PSALM 22, 23. S3 And nations yet unborn- profess Salvation in his blood. psalm 22. l. M. Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation. NOW let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. B The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn : " He rescued others from the grave, " Now let him try himself to save. 3 " This is the man did once pretend " God was his father and his friend ! " If God the blessed lov'd him so, " Why doth he fail to help him now ?" 4 Barbarous people ! cruel priests ! How they stood round like savage beasts:; Like lions gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power. 5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet. Till streams of blood each other meet ; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. 0 But God his father heard his cry ; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. PSALM 23. L. M. Gud ivr Shepherd. |\/TY shepherd is the living Lord ; !.▼ 1 Now shall my wants be well supplied ; His providence and holy word Become my safety and my guide* 5 54 PSALM T6. 2 In pastures where salvation grows He makes me feed, he makes me rest: There living water gently flows, And all the food's divinely blest. 3 My wand'ring {eet his ways mistake: But he restores my soul to peace. And leads me, for his mercy's sake, In the fair paths of righteousness. 4 Though I walk through the gloomy valev Where death and all its terrors are, My heart and hope shall never fail, For God my shepherd's with me there. 5 Amid the darkness and the deeps Thou art my comfort, thou my stay ; Thy staff supports my feeble steps, Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 6 The sons of earth and sons of hell Gaze at thy goodness, and repine To see my table spread so well With living bread and cheerful wine. 7 [How I rejoice, when on my head Thy Spirit condescends to rest ! 'Tis a divine anointing, shed Like oil of gladness at a feast. 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord Attend his household all their days : There will I dwell to hear his word, To seek his face, and sing his praise.] psalm 23. CM. MY shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name ; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream, PSALM 23. S3 2 He brings my wandring spirit back- When I forsake his ways, And leads me for his mercv's sake In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death; Thy presence is my stay ; A word of thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head. 5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; Oh may thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise ! 6 There would I find a settled rest, (While others go and come) No more a stranger nor a guest, But like a child at home. psalm 23* s. M. THE Lord my shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since he is mine and 1 am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows., Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his own right wa}r, For his most holy name. M PSALM 24. 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear ; Tho' I should walk thro' deaths dark shade. My shepherd's with me there, 3 In spite of all my foes Thou dost my table spread, My cup with bless'ngs overflows^ And joy exalts my head. $ The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days : Nor from thy house will I remove^ Nor cease to speak thy praise. psalm 24. c. M. Dwelling ntith God. THE earth for ever is the Lord's, With Adams num'rous race ; He rais'd its arches oer the floods^ And built it on the seas. 2 But who among the sons of men May visit thine abode ? He that hath hands from mischief cleaii. Whose heart is right with God. 3 This is the man may rise and take The blessings of his grace ; This is the lot of those that seek The God of Jacob's face. 4 Nowr let our soul's immortal powers To meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlasting doors, The King of glory's near. 5 The King of glory ! who can tell The wonders of his might ? He rules the nations ; but to dwell With saints is his delight. T psalm 24, 25, &7 PSALM 24. L. M. Saints dn<:!t in Heaven; or Christ's Ascension. HIS spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men and worms, and beasts and birds. He rais'd the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling-place. I But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky ; Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his maker, God ? 5 He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean, Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 1 These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob's face ; These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. PAUSE. 5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high. Behold the King of glory nigh : Who can this King of glory be ? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 3 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves displav To make the Lord, the Saviour way : Laden with spoils from earth and hell, The conqu'ror comes with God to dwell. 7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before, He opens heaven's eternal door, To give his saints a blest abode, Near their Redeemer and their God. PSALM 25. 1—11. FIRST PART. S. M. Waiting for Pardon and Direction. LIFT my soul to God, My trust is in his name ; 5 * i PSALM 25. Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin and the powers of hell Persuade me to despair ; Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may 'scape the snare. 3 From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth : Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways : And ev'ry humble sinner find The blessings of his grace. 6 For his own goodness sake He saws my soul from shame ; He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer's name. PSALM 25 ]2 — 14. 10 — 13. second part. S. M. Divine Imtrvction. J HERE shall the man be found That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sounds And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant show. And all his love impart. PSALM 25. 69 3 The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, With such as in his cov'nant stand,. And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace, PSALM 25. 15—22. THIRD PART. S. M, Distress of Soul ; or, Backsliding and Desertion. MINE eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord ; I love to plead his promises And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near ; When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare ? 3 When shall the so v 'reign grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dang'rous ways My wand ring feet have trod ? 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my wo ; My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With ev'ry morning light My grief anew begins ; Look on my anguish and my pain\ And pardon all my sins. PAUSE. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, How cruel is their hate ! 60 PSALM 26. Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 O keep my soiil from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again ; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. psalm 26. L.*f. Self- Examination ; or, Evidences of Grace. JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart : My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit With men of vanity and lies ; The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Among thy saints will I appear With hands well wash'd in innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honours dwell ; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treacherv and blood, Since I my days on earth have past Among the saints and near my God. PSALM 27. 61 PSALM 27. 1—6. FIRST PART. C. M. The Church is our Delight an ' S«/e(y. THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too ; God is my strength ; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires ; Oh grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty .still : Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. PSALM 27. 8, 9. 13, 14. second part. C. 3\T. Prayer and Hope. SOON as I heard my Father say, " Ye children seek my grace/' My heart replied, without delay, " I'll seek my Father's face/' 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life, I fty to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and deai'% Leave me to want or die, G2 PSALM 28. Mv God would make mv life his care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, Had not my soul believ'd, Thy grace would soon provide relief, Nor was my hope deceiv'd. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. psalm 28. L. M. Prayer and Praise, to God j or Deliverance from Tunptations and Enemies. OGOD of grace, my cry attend ! Lest, like the sons of guilt become, Beguird by Satan, I descend With hopeless wretches to the tomb. 2 To thee my humble sighs arise : My lifted hands wilt thou regard ; And let my penitence and cries Find in thy house a rich reward. 3 Oh save my soul from shame and sin ; Nor let my heedless footsteps go Where harden'd wretches swift decline DowTn the broad way to endless wo. 4 While peace their flattering lips proclaim. And love profess, and hope impart ; Thev blast their neighbour's honest fame. And wing their arrows to his heart. 3 But, while they plant the secret snare, Thy searching eyes their path regard, Thy hands their dreadful doom prepare, And mete their guilt its just reward. PSALM 28. 63 •3 Because their hearts thy works despise, Thy works of wisdom, grace, and power. Thy hands, regardless of their cries, Shall sink them, that they rise no more. PAUSE. 7 Blest be the Lord, who heard my prayer, The Lord, my shield, my help, my song, Who sav'd my sou! from sin and fear, And tun'd with praise my thankful tongue. B In the dark hour of deep distress, By foes beset, of death afraid, My spirit trusted in his grace, And sought, and found his heavenly aid. d O blest Redeemer of mankind ! Thy Shield, thy saving Strength, shall be The shield, the strength of every mind, That loves his name, and trusts in thee. 10 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; Israel defend from guilt and wo ; Thy flock in richest pastures feed, And guard their steps from every foe. 11 Zion exalt; her cause maintain; With peace and joy her courts surround ; In showers let endless blessings rain, And saints eternal praise resound. psalm 28. c. if. Prajir ar.d Praise fur Dt'iveranie from evil Companions TO thee, my King, my God of grace, I lift my humble cry. Let not my poor, desponding soul With impious wretches die. I Withdraw me from the path of guilt, Nor let my soul be join d With men' of violence and fraud, Th' unthankful and unkind. 64 PSALM 29. 3 With honey'd lips, and guileful tongue, They charm the wretch astray, And lure his heedless feet to death, Along the flowery way. 4 For me they dug the secret pit, And form d the hidden snare ; Thoughtless I followed where they led, ]Nor saw destruction near. 5 My heart with agonizing prayer Besought the Lord to save ; Unoeen he seiz'd my trembling hand. And brought me from the grave. 6 He broke the charm which drew my feet To darkness and the dead ; From lips profane, and tongues impure, With quivering steps I fled. 7 Homeward I flew to find my God, And seek his face divine, Restor d to peace, to hope, to life, To Zion's friends, and mine. 8 My lips thy wond'rous works shall sing, My heart adore thy grace; Henceforth be love my sweet employ, And all my pleasure praise. psalm 29. L. M. Storm and Thunder GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and power, Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore. & The Lord proclaims his power aloud Over the ocean and the land ; His voice divides the watVy cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command \ PSALM 29. 65 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around ; The tearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars break ; The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, The thund'rer reigns for ever kino- ; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 6 In gentler language, there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts : Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. PSALM 29. P. M. As the new 50th. Storm and Thunder. "VT'E chiefs, and kings, to God your voices raise, X To him ascribe the glory, power, and praise, The grateful incense of a contrite mind, With truth enlighten'd, and by grace refin'd : Jehovah speaks; through heaven his terrors roll, And the vast concave shakes from pole to pole. 2 O'er the dark world, when clouds the sky deform, His ear the whirlwind, and his throne the storm, His voice is heard ; astonish'd at the sound, Old ocean trembles to his farthest bound ; The hard rocks cleave ; the hills in homage nod ; And the touch'd earth proclaims the present God. 3 See groves of cedars lifted to the sky, Rent by the flaming blast, in ruin lie ! Proud Lebanon, with deep convulsions riven, Bends his high cliffs, and owns the voice of heaven; Sad Sirion leaps : his deep foundations shake; The valleys heave : The fowling deserts quake. 6 66 PSALM 30. 4 There sink the blasted pines, their honours lost; There oaks majestic bow their heads in dust; The wasted forest opes its dark abodes, Shorn all its glories, prostrate all its woods; Anew the lightnings blaze; the thunders roar; And shrinking mortals tremble, and adore. 5 In awful grandeur o'er the boundless flood Thus, thron'd in clouds, the God of thunders rode : Dreadful to guilt he reigns for ever king, While saints his milder face behold, and sing; With gentlest voice he bids their terrors cease. And mid the tempest charms their hearts to peace, PSALM 30. FIRST PART. L. M. Sickness healed, and Sorrorv removed I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high. At thy command diseases fly : Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave ? % Sing to the Lord, ye saints, of his, And tell how large his goodness is ; Let all your powers rejoice, and bless^ While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life and length of days : Though grief and tears the night employ. The morning star restores the joy. PSALM 30. Ver. 6. second part. L. M. Health, Sickness, and Recovery. FIRM was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night ; Fondly I said within my heart, " Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long ; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. PSALM 31. a? 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, " What canst thou profit by my blood ? " Deep in the dust can I declare " Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there ? 4 " Hear me, O God of grace," I said, " And bring me from among the dead :' Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of wo^ Are turn'd to joy and praises now ; 1 throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name ; Thy praise shall soundthro'earthandheav'n^ For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n. PSALM 31. 5. 13—19. 22, 23. first part. C. M. Deliverance from Death. NTO thy hand O God of truth, My spirit I commit ; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death; And sav'd me from the pit. 2 The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife ; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 My times are in thy hand, I cried. Though I draw near the dust : Thou art the refuge where 1 hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me, for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. i 68 PSALM 31. PAUSE. 5 'Twas in my haste my spirit said; I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes ; But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness, how divinely free t How wond'rous is thy grace, To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises ! 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud ; He'll bend his ear to your complaints. And recompense the proud. PSALM 31. 7—13, 18—21. second part. C. M. Deliverance from Slander and Reproach. MY heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserv'd lpy face from shame, Mine honour from the dust. 2 " My life is spent with grief," I cried, " My years consumed in groans, u My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, " And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seiz'd and beset me round, I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. PAUSE. 5 How great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men ! PSALM 32. 69 The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boastings vain ! 6 Thy children from the strife of tongues Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell ; No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd, Secures a saint so well. psalm 32. s. M. Forgiveness of Sins uptm Confession. OH blessed souls are they Whose sins are cover'd o'er; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care ; Their lips and lives without deceit Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I conceal'd my guilt, I felt the fest'ring wound, Till I confess'd my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 4 Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne ; Our help in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone. psalm 32. CM. Frie Pardon and sine/re Obedience ; or, Confession and Forgiveness. HAPPY the man to whom his God No more imputes his sin, But wash'd in the Redeemer's blood Hath made his garments clean ! 6 * 70 PSALM 32. 2 Happy beyond expression he Whose debts are thus discharged : And from the guilty bondage free He feels his soul enlarg'd. 3 His spirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all sincere : He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his conscience clear. 4 While I my inward guilt supprest, No quiet could I find ; Thy wrath lay burning in my breast. And raek'd my tortur'd mind. 5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts. My secret sins reveal'd, Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon seal'd. 6 This shall invite thy saints to pray ; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God. PSALM 32. FIRST PART. L. M. Repev.tancc and free Pardon ; or, Justification and S and ifi cation. BLEST is the man, for ever blest, Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God : Whose sins wTith sorrow are confess'd, And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. % Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities ; He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace, relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free, His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. PSALM 3^ 33. 71 4 How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins ! While a bright evidence of grace Through his whole life appears and shines, PSALM 32. SECOND PART. L. M. cased by Confession and Pardon. WHILE I keep silence and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel ! What agonies of inward smart ! 2 1 spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess ; Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall ev'ry humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat : When floods of huge temptations roll., There shall they find a blest retreat. 1 How safe beneath thy wTings I lie, When days grow dark, and storms appear! And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from ev'ry snare. PSALM 33. FIRST PART. C. M. ff'orL-s of Cnatio • and Providing. REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you : Sing of his name, his ways, his wrord, Howt holy, just, and true ! % His mercy and his righteousness Let heaven and earth proclaim ; His works of nature, and of grace Reveal his wond'rous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heavenly arches spread ; 72 PSALM 33. And by the Spirit of the Lord Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bid the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep ; The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep. 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth. With fear before him stand ; He spake, and Nature took its birth, And rests on his command. G He scorns the angry nations' rage, And breaks their vain designs ; His counsel stands through ev'ry age, And in full glory shines. PSALM 33, SECOND PART. C. M. CriaiuTts vain, and God All- sufficient I) LEST is the nation, where the Lord y Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. % His eyes, with infinite survey, The spacious world behold ; He form'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force Of armies from the grave ; Nor speed, nor courage of an horse Can the bold rider save. 4 Vain is the strength of beasts or melt, To hope for safety thence ; But holy souls from God obtain A strong and sure defence. PSALM 33. 73 *. God is their fear, and God their trust ; When plagues or famine spread. His watchful eye secures the just, Among ten thousand dead. 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne ; For we have made thy word our choice;. And trust thy grace alone. PSALM 33. As the l\3th Psalm, first part. P. M. Worts of Creation and Provirh,:c. YE holy souls in God rejoice, Your m aker's praise becomesy our voice^ Great is your theme, your songs be new : Sins; of his name, his words, his ways, His works of nature and of grace, How wise and holy, just and true ! 2 Justice and truth he ever loves, And the whole earth his goodness proves. His word the heavenly arches spread ; How wide they shine from north to south ! And by the spirit of his mouth Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide flowing seas ; Those watry treasures know7 their place, In the vast store- house of the deep : He spake, and gave all nature birth ; And fires, and seas, and heaven, and earth, His everlasting orders keep. 4 Let mortals tremble and adore A God of such resistless power, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage : Vain are their thoughts. and weaktheir hands; But his eternal counsel stands, And rules the world from age to age, 74, PSALM 33,31 PSALM 33. As the \V3th Psalm, second part. P. M. Creatu.n vain, end God All sufficient. O HAPPY nation, where the Lord Reveals the treasure of his word, ' And builds his church, his earthly throne ! His eye the heathen world surveys, He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways,, But God their maker is unknown. 2 Let kings rely upon their host, And of his strength the champion boast : In vain they boast, in vain rely ; In vain we trust the brutal force, Or speed, or courage of an horse? To guard his rider, or to fly. 3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord., Doth more secure defence afford, When death or dangers threat ning stand: Thy watchful eye preserves the just, Who make thy name their fear and trust, When wars or famine waste the land. 4 In sickness or the bloody field, Thou our Physician , thou our shield ; Send us salvation from thy throne ; We wait to see thy goodness shine ; Let us rejoice in help divine, For all our hope is God alone. PSALM 34. fiust part. L. M. God's Care of the Saints ; er, D flirt ranee by Prayer. LORD, I will bless thee all my days, Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue: My soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me, Come, let us all exalt his name j PSALM 34. 7.6 I sought th' eternal God, and he Has not expos'd my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my secret grief, My secret groanings reach'd his ears : He gave my inward pains relief, And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, Their faces feel the heavenly shine ; A beam of mercy from the skies Fills them with light and joy divine. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men that serve the Lord ; Oh fear and love him, all his saints, Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain And hunger, roar through all the wood; But none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good. PSALM 34. 11—22. second part. L. M. Religions Education ; or. Instructions of Piety. "" CHI L DREN , in years andkno wledge young, Your parents' hope, your parents' joy. Attend the counsels of my tongue, Let pious thoughts your minds employ, 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state, Restrain your feet from impious ways* Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard his saints,- His ears are open to their cries ; He sets his frowning face against The sons of violence and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts God with his grace is ever nigh ; ^ 76 PSALM 34. Pardon and hope his love imparts When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans His Son redeems their souls from death ; His spirit heals their broken bones, While they in praise employ their breatfc PSALM 34. 1 — 10. FIRST PART. C. M. Prayer and Praise for eminent Deliverance. I'LL bless the Lord from day to day ; How good are all his wa}^s ! Ye humble souls that use to pray, Come help my lips to praise. 2 Sing to the honour of his name, How a poor suff'rer cried, Nor was his hope expos'd to shame, Nor was his suit denied. 3 When threat ning sorrows round me stood And endless fears arose, Like the loud billows of a flood, Redoubling all my woes : 4 I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears ; He gave my sharpest torments ease. And silenc'd all my fears. PAUSE. 5 [Oh sinners, come and taste his love, Come, learn his pleasant ways, And let your own experience prove The sweetness of his grace. 6 He bids his angels pitch their tents Where'er his children dwell ; What ills th^ir heav'nly care -prevents. No earthiy tongue can tell.] PSALM 34. 7 [Oh love the Lord, ye saints of Jiis ; His eye regards the just : How richly bless'd their portion is Who make the Lord their trust ! 8 Young lions, pinch'd with hunger, roar, And famish in the wood ; But God supplies his holy poor With ev'ry needful good.] PSALM 34. H — 22. secoxnd p.art. C. 31. Exhortations to Piac. and Holiness. COME, children, learn to fear the Lord And that your days be long l^et not a false or spiteful word Be found upon your tongue. 2 Depart from mischief, practise love, Pursue the works of peace ; So shall the Lord your ways approve, And set your souls at ease. 3 His eyes awake to guard the just, His ears attend their cry ; When broken spirits dwell in dust, The God of grace is nigh. 4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste Are sharp and tedious too, The Lord who saves them all at last Is their supporter now. 5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead ; But God secures his own, Prevents the mischief when thej7 slide, Or heals the broken bone. 6 When desolation, like a flood, O'er the proud sinner rolls, Saints find a refuge in their God, For he redeems their souls. 7 f8 PSALM 3D. PSALM 35. first part. C. M. Prayer and Faith of persecuted Saints; or, Imprecations mixed with Charity. NOW plead my cause, Almighty God, With all the sons of strife; And fight against the men of blood ; Who fight against my life. 2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way. Lift thine avenging rod : But to my soul in mercy say, " I am thy Saviour God." 3 They plant their snares to catch my" feet, And nets of mischief spread ; Plunge the destroyers in the pit That their own hands have made. 4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way, And slippery be their ground ; Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey. And all their rage confound. 5 They fly. like chaff before the wind, Before thine angry breath ; The angel of the Lord behind Pursues them down to death. 6 They love the road that leads to hell : Then must the rebels die,, Whose malice is implacable Against the Lord on high. 7 But if thou hast a chosen few Amongst that impious race, Divide them from the bloody crew By thy surprising grace. 3 Then will I raise my tuneful voice To make thy wonders known ; In thy salvation I'll rejoice, And bless thee for thy own. PSALM 35, 36. 7.3 PSALM 35. Vcr. 12, 13, 14. second part. C. M. Lf.vt to Euemiet : or, the Love of Christ to Sinners typified in David BEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love, That holy David shows ; Mark how his tender bowels move For his afflicted foes. 2 When they are sick, his soul complains^ And seems to feel the smart ; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart 3 How did his flowing tears condole As for a brother dead! And fasting mortify 'd his soul, While for their life he pray'd. 4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed> Yet still he pleads and mourns ; And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 Oh glorious type of heav'nly grace ! Thus Christ the Lord appears ; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays. And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Israel's king, Blest and belov'd of God, To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. PSALM 36. 5—9. L. M. Perfidious and Providence of God ; or, General Providence and Special Grace. HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; 80 PSALM 36. Wise are the wonders of thy hands, Thy judgments are a mighty deep- 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast thy bounty share : The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 My God, how excellent thy grace! Whence all our hope and comfort springs : The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast ; There mercy, like a river, flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. PSALM 36. h 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. C. M. ' Practical Aifojjm exposed ; or, the Being and Attributes of God asserted. WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says, " Their thoughts believe there's none." 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare (Whatever their lips profess) God hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they seek his grace. 3 What strange self-flatt'ry blinds their eyes ! But there's a hast'ning hour, When they shall see, with sore surprise, The terrors of thy power. 4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne. Though mountains melt away ; PSALM 36. PI Thy judgments are a world unknown., A deep, imfathom'd sea. 5 Above these heav'ns created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds. Where time and nature end. 6 Safety to man thy goodness brings. Nor overlooks the beast ; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children choose to rest. 7 [From thee, when creature-streams run low, And mortal comforts die, Perpetual springs of life shall flow. And raise our pleasures high. 8 Though ail created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day Where clouds can never rise.] PSALM 36. 1—7. s. M. The n'ickcdiwss of Mar srfj ofG>A ; or, Practice' At/aim fxpt WHEX man grows bold in sin? My heart within me cries, " He hath no faith of God within, ci Nor fear before his eyes." 2 [He walks a while conceal'd In a self-flatt'ring dream, Till his dark crimes, at once re veal YL Expose his hateful name.] 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair ; Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there, i He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil .: 7 * 32 PSALM 37. He sots his heart, his hand, and head To practise all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce his fear ; His justice, hid behind the cloud. Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky, In heav'n his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs ! Oh never let my soul remove From underneath his wings. PSALM 37. 1—15. FIRST PART. C. M. ThiCwt Bf'Envy, Fret'iilntsx, aid Unbelief ; or, the Ravnrds of the Righteous andVae H'ickid ; or, The World's Hatred, and the SainVs Patience- WHY should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise* Or envy sinners waxing great, By violence and lies ? 2 As flow'ry grass cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades, So shall their glories vanish soon, In everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practise all that's good ; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. 4 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will ; Thy hnnd, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil, PSALM 37. S3 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known. Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heav'n ; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv n. PAUSE. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise, Though providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam ; The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murd'rous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts^ Shall their own swords against them turn^ And pain surprise their hearts. PSALM 37. 16,21,26—31. second part. CM. Ch'irit'J to the Poor : or. Religion in Words and Deed. WHY do the wealthy wicked boast. And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay ; The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 84 PSALM 37. 3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives Amongst the sons of need ; His mem'ry to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 He fears to talk with lips profane, To slander or defraud ; His ready tongue declares to men What he has learn'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide ; Led by the spirit and the word His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand Preserv'd from ev'ry snare ; They shall possess the promis'd land, And dwell for ever there. PSALM 37. 23—37. third part. C. M. The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked. MY God, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will : Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtues he approves ; He ne'er deprives them of his grace, Nor leaves the men he loves. 3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home ; He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown ; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice cast them down. PSALM 38. PAUSE. The haughty sinner have I seen Not fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 6 And lo, he vanish *d from the ground, Destroy 'd by hands unseen ; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found Where all that pride had been. But mark the man of righteousness, His sev'ral steps attend : True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. psalm 38. c. M. Guilt of Conscience and Relief; or, Repentance and Prayer for Pardon and Health. AMID thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord, Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. ! Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest ; Between the sorrow and the smart My spirit finds no rest. My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone ; Too heavy for my soul to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down ; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father's frown. Lord, I am weak and broken sore. None of my powers are whole ; The inward anguish makes me roar5 The anguish of my soul. 86 PSALM 39. 6 All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will hear my cry, My God will bear my spirit up When Satan bids me die. 8 [My foes rejoice to see me slide Into the miry pit ; They raise their pleasure and their pride, When they supplant my feet. 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin ; 1 feel how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh ; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die.] PSALM 39. 1, 2, 3. FIRST PART. C. M. Watchfulness over the Tongue; or, Prudtnce nr d Zeal THUS I resolv d before the Lord, " Now will I watch my tongue, " Lest I let slip one sinful word, " Or do my neighbour wrong." 2 And, if I'm e'er constrain 'd to stay With men of lives profane, I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel, Lest scoffers should th' occasion take To mock my holy zeal. PSALM 39. 87 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be over-aw'd, But let the scoffing sinners hear That I can speak for Cod. PSALM 39. t, 5, 6, 7. second part. C. M. The Vanity cf Man as mortal. TEACH me the measure of my days. Thou maker of my frame ; I would survey life's narrow space ? And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time : Man is but vanity and dust In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain ; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not who, And strait are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then* From creatures, earth, and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope; My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal int'rest up, And make my God my all. PSALM 39. 9—13. THIRD PAKT. C. M. Sick-Bed Devotion; or, Pleading Kitkovt Kcpirdng. GOD of my life, look gently down.. Behold the pains 1 feel ; 88 PSALM 40. But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command ; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. 3 Yet I may plead, with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes : My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand And all our beauty's lost. 5 [This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke ! Adam, and all his numerous race, Are vanity and smoke.] 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were ; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear ! 7 But if my life be spar'd a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still, And I'll declare thy love. PSALM 40. 1, 2, 3, 5, 17. first part. C. M. A Song of Deliverance from great Distress. I WAITED patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word? And brought salvation nigh. psalm 40. && 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet. Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand; In a new thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love! Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat, fcf When I'm afflicted, poor and low. And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy wo, And bears me on his heart. PSALM 40. 6—9. second part. C. M. The Incarnation and Sacrifice nf Christ. THUS saith the Lord, " Your work is vain, " Give your burnt-offerings o'er, " In dying goats and bullocks slain, " My soul delights no more/' 2 Then spake the Saviour, " Lo I'm here. " My God, to do thy will ; " Whate'er thy sacred books declare " Thy servant shall fulfil. 3 " Thy law is ever in my sight, " I keep it near my heart ; a Mine ears are open'd with delight " To what thy lips impart." 90 PSALM 40. 4 And see the blest Redeemer corner Th' eternal Son appears, And at th' appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 5 Much he reveal Td his Father's grace,, And much his truth he show'd, And preach 'd the way of righteousness Where great assemblies stood. 6 His Father's honour toueh'd his heart, He pity'd sinners' cries, And to fulfil a Saviour's part Was made a sacrifice. PAUSE. 7 No blood of beasts on altars shed Could wash the conscience clean , But the rich sacrifice he paid Atones for all our sin. 8 Then wTas the great salvation spread 9 And Satan's kingdom shook ; Thus by the woman's promised seed The serpent's head was broke. PSALM 40. 5—10. L. IVL Christ our Sacrifice. THE wonders, Lord, thy love hath wrought,. Exceed our praise, surmount our thought: Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt: But thou hast set before our eyes An all-sufficient sacrifice. 3 In heaven, before his Father's throne,. Complacent, smiles th' eternal Son, PSALM 41. 9i And, pleas'd, presents with boundless grace Himself, a ransom for our race. 4 " Behold I come," the Saviour cries, With love and duty in his eyes, " I come to bear the heavy load " Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 5 " Mine ear is open'd to thy voice, " My heart delighted with thy choice ; " Pleas'd I assume a fleshly form, " A-kinto man, that dying worm. 6 " 'Tis written in thy great decree, " JTis in thy book foretold of me, " I must fulfil the Saviour's part, " And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 7 " I'll magnify thy holy law, " And rebels to obedience draw, " When on my cross I'm lifted high, u Or to my crown above the sky. 8 " The Spirit shall descend and show " What thou hast done and what I do ; " The wondering world shall learn thy grace, :c Thy wisdom and thy righteousness/' PSALM 41. 1,2,3. L. JVL Charity to the Poor ; or. Pity lo the Afflicted. BLEST is the man whose bowels move, And melt with pity to the poor, Whose soul, by sympathising love, Feels what his fellow-saints endure. 2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hands can do ; He, in the time of gen'ral grief. Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head. 92 PSALM 42. When drought, and pestilence, and dearth. Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n, Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heav'n, PSALM 42. 1—5. FIRST PART. C. M. Desertion aid Hope ; or, Complaint of Absence from public Worship. WITH earnest longings of the mind. My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 3 When shall I see thy courts of grace* And meet my God again ? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast ; The foe insults without control," " And where's your God at last?" 4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why's my soul sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load ? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God ? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove; For I shall yet before him standi And sing restoring love. PSALM 42, 43. 93 PSALM 42. 6 — 11. SECOND PART. L. M. Melancholy Thoughts reproved ; or, Hope in Affliction. MY spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles with tumultous noise Swell like a sea, and round me spread ; Thy water-spouts drown all my joys, And rising waves roll o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove ; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, " My God, my heav'nly rock, " Why doth thy love so long forget H The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?* 5 Til chide my heart, that sinks so low, Why should my soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too; He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill, My God, my most exceeding joy. PSALM 43. P. M. As the 148th. A complaint mingled with hope, under great trials, particularly, long detention, from puS- ':e worship MY God, defend my cause Against a host of foes ; Oh, save me from th' unjust, Who triumph in my woes ! Why dost thou faint, My trembling heart to God impart ? Thy sad complaint, ft * 94 PSALM 43. 2 Why dost thou, O my Shield, Desert me, thus forlorn ? Why, hated and oppress'd, Thus bid me ceaseless mourn ? To God 1 fly ; In God Fil trust, when low in dust My head shall lie. 3 Now to thy sacred house With joy direct my feet, Where saints with morning vows In full assembly meet. Thy power divine Shall there be shown, and from thy throne Thy mercy shine. 1 Oh, send thy light abroad ! Thy truth with heavenly ray Shall lead my soul to God, And guide my doubtful way ; I'll hear thy word With faith sincere, and learn to fear And praise the Lord. 5 There reach thy bounteous hand, And all my sorrows heal ; There health and strength divine Oh, make my bosom feel ! Like balmy dew Shall Jesus' voice my bones rejoice, My strength renew. 6 Then in thy holy hill Before thine altar, Lord, My harp and song shall sound The glories of thy word. Henceforth to thee, O God of grace, a hymn of praise My life shall be. PSALM 44. 95 7 My soul, awake to joy, And triumph in the Lord, My health, my hope, my song, And my divine reward. Ye fears remove ; No more I mourn, but blest return To sing his love. PSALM 44. 1, 2, 3,8, 15—26. CM. The Church's Complaint in Persecution. LORD, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of power and grace, When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days. 2 How thou didst build thy churches here, And make thy gospel known ; Among them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day, And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray, And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame., Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor falsely dealt with heav'n ; Nor have our steps declin'd the road Of duty thou hast given: 6 Though dragons all around us roar With their destructive breath, And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore, Hard by the gates of death. 98 PSALM 45. PAUSE. 7 We are expos'd all day to die, As martyrs for thy cause ; As sheep for slaughter bound we lie, By sharp and bloody laws. 8 Awake, arise, almighty Lord, Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? Why should we look like men abhorr'd, Or banish 'd from thy face ? 9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off, And still neglect our cries ? For ever hide thy heav'nly love From our afflicted eyes ? 10 Down to the dust our souls are bow'd, And die upon the ground ; Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their powers confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God ; We plead the honours of thy name. The merits of thy blood. PSALM 45. S. M. The Glory of Christ, the Success of the Gospel, and the Gentile Church , MY Saviour and my King, Thy beauties are divine ; Thy lips with blessings overflow, And ev'ry grace is thine. 2 Now make thy glory known, Gird on thy dreadful sword, And ride in majesty to spread The conquests of thy word. 8 Strike through thy stubborn foes, Or melt their hearts t' obey, PSALM 45. 97 While justice, meekness, grace and truth Attend thy glorious way. Thy laws, O God, are right, Thy throne shall ever stand ; And thy victorious gospel prove A sceptre in thy hand. 5 [Thy Father and thy God Hath, without measure, shed His spirit, like a joyful oil T' anoint thy sacred head. Q Behold at thy right hand The Gentile church is seen, Like a fair bride in rich attire, And Princes guard the Queen.} 7 Fair bride, receive his love, Forget thy father's house ; Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods, And pay thy Lord thy vows. 8 Oh let thy God and King Thy sweetest thoughts employ ; Thy children shall his honour sing, In palaces of joy. psalm 45. CM. The Personal Glories and Government of Christ I'LL speak the honours of my King^ His form divinely fair ; None of the sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heav nly grace Upon thy lips is shed ; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crown'd thy sacred head. 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince* Ride with majestic sway ; $8 PSALM 45. Thy terror shall strike through thy foes, And make the world obev. %j 4 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;, Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hands. To rule thy saints by love. 5 Justice and truth attend thee still. But mercy is thy choice : And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys. PSALM 45, FIRST PART. L. M. The Glory of Ckrirt, and Power of his Gospel. NOW be my heart inspir'd to sing The glories of my Saviour King., Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace ; Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword ; In majesty and glory ride With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart ; Or words of mercy kind and sweet Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 God, thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head ; PSALM 46. 99 And with his sacred spirit bless'd His first- born Son above the rest. PSALM 45. SECOND PART. L. M. Christ nnd his Church ; or, the Mystical Marriage. 1THE King of saints, how fair his face, Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 At his right hand our eves behold The Queen array 'd in purest gold; The world admires her heav'niy dress: Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne ; Fair stranger, let thy heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 5 Oh happy hour, when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies, And all thy sons (a num'rous train) Each like a prince in glory reign. 6 Let endless honours crown his head ; Let ev'ry age his praises spread ; While we with cheerful. songs approve The condescension of his love. PSALM 4t>. FIRST PART. l. M. The Church's Srfffy and Triumph amid National Dcso mtitmt. GOD is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 100 PSALM 46. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd Down to the deep, and buried there; Convulsions shake the solid world, Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide, While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ! Life, love, and joy still gliding through, And wat ring our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, thy holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. ft Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, Secure against a threat'ning hour ; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on his truth, and arm'd with powet% PSALM 46. SECOND PART. L. M. God fights fur his Church. LET Zion in her King rejoice, Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise He utters his almighty voice, The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, And Jacob's God is still our aid ; Behold the works his hand hath wrought, What desolations he hath made ! 3 From sea to sea, through all the shores, He makes the noise of battle cease ; When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace. PSALM 47. 101 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear, Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame ; Keep silence, all the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his name. 5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, " 111 be exalted o'er the lands, " I will be known and fear'd abroad, " But still my throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell. Our faith shall sit secure and sing, Defiance to the gates of hell. PSALM 47. CM. Christ Asct.id'nz and Reigning. OH for a shout of sacred J037 To God, the so v 'reign King! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; His heav'nly guards around Attend him rising thro' the sky. With trumpet's joyful sound. S While Angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honours sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound* Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Israel stood his ancient throne. He lov'd that chosen race ; But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. 9 102 PSALM 48. 6 These western climes are all the Lord's, Here Abraham's God is known ; While powersandprinces,shields andswords, Submit before his throne. PSALM 48. 1—3. FIRST PART. S. M. The Church, is the Honour and Safety of a Nation. [f^ REAT is the Lord our God, VJ And let his praise be great ; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honours of our native place, And bulwarks of our land.] 3 In Zion God is known A refuge in distress ; How bright hath his salvation shone4 Through all her palaces ? 4 When kings against her join 'd, And saw the Lord was there. In wild confusion of the mind They fled with hasty fear. 3 When navies, tall and proud, Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends his tempest roaring loud. And sinks them in the seas. 5 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where his own sheep have been. 7 In ev'ry new distress We'll to his house repair, We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deli v 'ranee there. PSALM 48, 49. 103 PSALM 48. 10—14. second part. S. M. The Bentily of the Church ; or. Gospe' Worship and Order. FAR as thy name is known The world declares thy praise ; Thy Saints, O Lord, before thy throne Their songs of honour raise. 2 With joy let Judah stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand. And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers wTalk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view thy holy ground, And mark the building wrell : 4 The orders of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows; And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn d with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die ; Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. PSALM 49. 6 14. FIRST PART. C. M. Pride and Death : or. the Vanity of Life and Riches. ~\yf THY doth the man of riches grow ▼ ▼ To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With ev'ry rising tide ? 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clav, 104 PSALM 49. And boast as though his flesh were born Of better dust than they ?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve, Redeem from death one guilty hour. Or make his brother live. 4 [Life is a blessing, can't be sold, The ransom is too high ; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die.] 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet, 'tis his inward thought and pride, " My house shall ever stand ; " And that my name may long abide " I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his mem'ry dies ! His name is written in the dust, Where his own carcass lies. PAUSE. 8 This is the folly of their way, And yet their sons as vain Approve the words their fathers say , And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, If honour raise them high, Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, And like the beast they die. 10 [Laid in the grave, like silly sheep, Death feeds upon them there, PSALM 49. 105 Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep In terror and despair.] PSALM 49. 14,15. second part. C. 31. Death, aitd the nzsurrcdion. YE sons of pride, that hate the just, And trample on the poor, When death has brought you down to dust, Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene ; When will that hour appear? When shall the just revive, and reign O'er all that scorn'd them here? 3 God will my naked soul receive, When separate from the flesh ; And break the prison of the grave, To raise my bones afresh. 4 Heav'n is my everlasting home, Th' inheritance is sure ; Let men of pride their rage resume, But I'll repine no more. psalm 49. L. M. Tut rich Sin' er's Death, r.n ! fit S i'.n '» llcsii -rtction. WHY do the proud insult the poor, And boast the large estates they have? How vain are riches to secure* Their haughty owners from the grave ! 2 They can't redeem one hour from death With all the wrealth in which they trust; Nor give a dying brother breath, When God commands him down to dust. 3 There the dark earth and dismal shade Shall clasp their naked bodies round; That flesh, so delicately fed, Lies cold, and moulders in the ground. 9 * 1.06 PSALM 50. 4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies,, Laid in the grave for worms to eat : The saints shall in the morning rise, And find th' oppressor at their feet. 5 His honours perish in the dust, And pomp and beauty, birth and blood; That glorious day exalts the just To full dominion o'er the proud. 6 My Saviour shall my life restore, And raise me from my dark abode ; My flesh and soul shall part no more, But dwell for ever near my God. PSALM 50. Vet. 1—8. first part. C. M. The las'. Judgment ; or, the Saints rewarded THE Lord, the Judge, before his throne Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, " Judgment will ne'er begin ;" No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come, Bright^ames prepare his way. Thunder and darkness, fire and storm Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heav n from above his call shall hear, Attending Angels come, And earth and hell shall know and fear His justice and their doom. 5 " But gather all my saints," he cries, " That made their peace with God " By the Redeemer's sacrifice, "And seal'd it with his biood. PSALM 50. 107 6 " Their faith and works ,broughtforth to light, " Shall make the world confess " My sentence of reward is right, " And heav'n adore my grace." PSALM 50. Ver. 10, 11, 14, 15, 23. second part. CM. Obedience, is better than Sacrifice. THUS saith the Lord, " The spacious fields, " And flocks and herds are mine, " O'er all the cattle of the hills " I claim a right divine. 2 " I ask no sheep for sacrifice, " Nor bullocks burnt with fire : " To hope and love, to pray and praise., " Is all that I require. 3 " Call upon me when trouble's near, " My hand shall set thee free ; " Then shall thy thankful lips declare " The honour due to me. 4 " The man that offers humble praise, " He glorifies me best; " And those that tread my holy ways, " Shall my salvation taste." PSALM 50. Ver. 1, 5, tf, 16, 21, 22. third part. C. M. The Judgment of Hypocrites. WHEN Christ to judgment shall descend^ And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. 2 " Not for the want of bullocks slain " Will I die world reprove; " Altars and rites, and forms are vain " Without the fire of love. 108 PSALM 50. 8 a. And what have hypocrites to do " To bring their sacrifice ? " They call my statutes just and true, " But deal in theft and lies. 4 " Could you expect to 'scape my sight, u And sin without control ? " But I shall bring your crimes to light, " With, anguish in your soul." 5 Consider, ye that slight the Lord, Before his wrath appear ; Tf once you fall beneath his sword, There's no deliv'rer there. psalm 50. L. M. Hypocrisy exposed. THE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns, Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care. 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name With lips of falsehood and deceit ; A friend or brother they defame, And soothe and flatter those they hate. 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong. Yet dare to seek their Maker's face ; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood; By night they practise ev'ry sin, By day their mouths draw near to God. 5 And while his judgments long delay, They grow secure and sin the more ; They think he sleeps as well as they5 And put far off the dreadful hour. PSALM 50. roe 6 Oh dreadful hour! when God draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes! His wrath their guilty souls shall tear, And no deliv'rer dare to rise. PSALM 50. To a new Tune. The last Judgment THE Lord, the sovereign sends his summons forth. Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; From east to west the sounding orders spread Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead; No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more ; behold the day ! 2 Behold the Judge descends! his guards are nigh, Tempest and fire attend him down the sky ; Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near ; let all things come To hear his justice and the sinner's doom ; " But gather first my saints (the Judge commands), Bring them, ye Angels, from their distant lands. 3 " Behold, my cov'nant stands for ever good, Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, And sign'd with all their names ; the Greek, the Jew, That paid the ancient worship or the new : There's no distinction here, comespread their thrones, And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons. 1 "1, their almighty Saviour and their God, I am their Judge ; ye heav'ns proclaim abroad My just, eternal sentence, and declare Those awful truths, that sinners dread to hear: Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire ; I doom thee, painted hypocrite, to fire. 5 " Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain Do 1 condemn thee ; bull* and goats are vain Without the flames of love; in vain the store Of brutal off'rings that were mine before ; Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed'. 110 PSALM 50. 6 " If I were hungry, would I ask thee food ? When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock's blood ? Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows ? Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ? 7 "Unthinking wretchlhow couldstthou hope to please A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these? While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong ; In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends, Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends. 8 " Silent 1 waited with long-suff 'ring love, But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove ? And cherish such an impious thought within, That God, the righteous, would indulge thy sin ? Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul." 9 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise ; Awake before this dreadful morning rise ; Change your vain tho'ts, your crooked works amend ; Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend ; Lest, like a lion, his last vengeance tear Your trembling souls, and no deliverer near. PSALM 50. To the old proper Tune. The last Judgment. THE God of glory sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations and awakes the north ; From east to west the sov'reign orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead, The trumpet sounds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; His vengeance sleeps no more ; behold the day! Behold, the Judge descends ; his guards are nigh; Tempest and fire attend him down the sky. When God appears, all nature shall adore him ; While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. PSALM 50. Ill 3 " Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near ; let all things " To hear my justice and the sinner's doom ; [come " But gather first my saints (the Judge commands) 14 Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands." When Christ returns, wake ev'ry cheerful passion ; And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation-. 4 " Behold my cov'nant stands for ever good, 44 Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood, " And sign'd with all their names, the Greek, the Jew,, " That paid the ancient worship or the new." There's no distinction here ; join all your voices, And raise your heads, ye saints, for heav'n rejoices. 5 " Here (saith the Lord) ye angels spread their thrones, 44 And near me seat my favourites and my sons ; 44 Come, my redeem'd, possess the joys prepar'd 44 Ere time begun ; 'tis your divine reward.'' When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion; And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salvation. 6 "I am the Saviour, I the almighty God, PAUSE THE FIRST. 44 1 am the Judge : Ye heavens proclaim abroad 44 My just, eternal sentence, and declare 44 Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear.*' When God appears all nature shall adore him, While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. " Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer, and profane^ " Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain ; " Thou hypocrite, once drest in saint's attire, 44 1 doom thee, painted hypocrite, to fire." Judgment proceeds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices : Lift up your heads, ye saints, with eheerful voices/ 8 " Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain 44 Do I condemn thee ; bulls and goats are vain 44 Without the flames of love ; in vain the store 44 Of brutal off 'rings that were mine before." Earth is the Lord's, all nature shall adore him ; While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. in psalm 50. 9 " If I were hungry, would I ask thee food ? " When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock's blood ? " Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, w Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed :" All is the Lord's ; he rules the wide creation ; Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation. 10 " Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, " Thy solemn chatt'rings nnd fantastic vows ? " Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, " Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold ?" God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. PAUSE THE SECOND. 11 " Unthinking wretch ! how couldst thou hope to " A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these ? [please " While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue " Thou lov'st deceit and dost thy brother wrong." Judgment proceeds, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices ; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 12 "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends; u Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends ; " While the false flatt'rer at my altar waits, " His harden'd soul divine instruction hates." God is the judge of hearts, no fair disguises Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. 13 " Silent I waited with long-suff 'ring love; "But did'st thou hope that I should ne'er reprove ? 44 And cherish such an impious thought within, « That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin ?" See, God appears, all nature joins t' adore him, Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him. 14 " Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roil; " And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul ; "Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear " Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'rer near." Judgment concludes, hell trembles, heav'n rejoices: Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.! PRALM 51. H3 EPIPHONEMA. 15 " Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise; "Awake before this dreadful morning rise ; "Change yourvain thoHs,your crooked works amend, •;Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend :** Then join the saints, wake ev'ry cheerful passion : When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. PSALM 51. FIRST PART. L. M. A Penitent pleading for Pardon. SHEW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thj mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. 3 Oh wash my soul from ev'ry sin, And make my guilty conscience clean; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn 'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath., I must pronounce thee just in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. 114 PSALM 51. PSALM 01. SECOND PART. h. M. Original and actual Sin confessed. LORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean ; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart ; But were defil'd in ev'ry part 3 [Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true ; Oh make me wise betimes to see My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean ; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone ; Thy blood can make me white as snow ; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice; And make my broken bones rejoice. PSALM 51. third part. L. M. The Backslider restored ; or, Repentance and Faith, in the Blond of Christ. THOU that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, o PSALM 51. us Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin : Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thv light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight ; Thy holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 4 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford, And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring : The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn 'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways : Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning Gock 8 O may thy love inspire my tongue ! Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. PSALM 51. 1—13. FIRST PART. CM. Original and actual Sin conftssed and pardot.-.d ORD, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before thine eyes ; 116 PSALM 51. Against thy laws, against thy grace. How high my crimes arise! 2 Should st thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well. And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean : All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath ; And as my days advanced, I grew A j uster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love ; Oh make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face ; Create anew my vicious heart, And till it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men ; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. PSALM 51. 14—17. SECOND PART.- CM. Jitp.ntance and Faith in the Blood of Christ. OGOD of mercy, hear my call, My load of guilt remove, Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. PSALM 52. 117 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall :speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone ; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert My God will ne'er despise ; A humble groan, a broken heart- Is our best sacrifice. psalm 52. L. Iff. The Pride, Follv, and miserable End of the Wieitd ; especially nf Infidels. WHY do the wicked boast of sin, And steel their hearts against the Lord? His goodness shall for ever shine ; For ever stand his holy word. 2 Their thoughts all subtleties devise ; Their tongues are ed^'d like razors keen : Their fairest tales are flattering lies, By youth and innocence unseen. 3 Their hearts delight in guile and wrong. In truth perplex'd, and souls o'erthrown : Hence scorn and falsehood rule their tongue,. And hence their feet to mischief run. 4 [T hy law and gospel they despise ; Vain of their taunts, of madness proud ; Too rich thy grace to seek, or prize, To bow too lofty, e'en to God. 5 " From ancient days/' with scoffs they cry. " Allthingstheirsteadfastcourse maintain ; 10 * US PSALM 53. " We see no God in earth, or sky, " And find his boasted promise vain."*] 6 Like raging fire thy wrath shall burn ; * Thy bosom sweep them to the grave ; Their branch, their root, thy hand o'erturn, And not a friend be found to save. 7 Their end the righteous shall behold, And say with an indignant smile, " These are the worshippers of gold, " The sons of violence and guile. 8 " They plac'd their hopes in glittering dust, " Chain'd to the earth, and glued to sin; " But scorn 'd to make the Lord their trust, (i Nor form'd a wish for life divine." 9 [Down to the grave the wretches go, By worms consum'd, to ruin driven, Their spirits haste to endless wo, And find no entrance into heaven. 10 Then shall their joys revive no more, Like dreams dissolv'd in fleeting air ; Their flatteries and their boasts be oer, And hopes all vanish in despair.] 11 But in thy courts will I be seen, Growing in faith and hope, and love, Like olives fair, and fresh, and green, And ripening for the world above. 12 There will 1 learn thy glory, Lord, And songs for all thy goodness raise ; There will I wait to hear thy word, While listening saints approve thy praise PSALM 53. 4—6. C. M. \ Victorv and Dtlive:ance from Persecution. RE all the foes of Zion fools Who thus devour her saints ? * 2 Pit iii *. f See Bishop Horned Comment: PSALM 53. 119 Do they not know their Saviour rules, And pities her complaints ? 2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise ;. For God's avenging arm Scatters the bones of them that rise To do his children harm. 3 In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array ; When God has first dispers'd their host. They fall an easy prey. 4 Oh for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore ! Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more. PSALM 53. P. M. As the New 50th. The last verse paraphrased, together with several passages from Isaiah, Malachi, anti St. Paul Prayer for the Latter-day Glory* LORD of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear; Thy children's voice with tender mercy hear ; Bear thy blest promise, fix'd as hills, in mind, And shed renewing grace on lost mankind ! Oh let thy Spirit like soft dews descend : Thy Gospel run to earth's remotest end ! 2 Let Zion's walls before thee ceaseless stand, Dear as thine eye, and graven on thy hand ; From earth's far regions Jacob's sons restore, Oppress'd by man, and scourg'd by thee no more, Enrich'd with gold, adorn'd with heavenly grace, Truth their sole guide, and all their pleasure praise* 3 Then Satan's kingdom shall from earth retire, Dead forms dissolve, and furious zeal expire ; The Beast's fell throne shall darkness dire sur- round ; Mohammed's empire crumble to the ground ; The dreams of Infidels in smoke decay, And all the foes of heaven shall fleet away. 120 PSALM 54. 4 In barren wilds shall living waters spring; Fair temples rise, and songs of transport ring ; The savage mind with sweet affections warm, And light, and love, the yielding bosom charm; From sin's oblivions sleep the soul arise, And grace, and goodness,shower from balmy skies*. 5 Then shall mankind no more in darkness mourn ;v Then happy nations in a day be born ; From east to west thy glorious name be onef And one pure worship hail th' eternal Son ; Remotest realms one spotless faith unite, And o'er all regions beam the Gospel's light. 6 Then shall thy saints exult with joy divine ; Their virtues, quicken, and their lives refine; Their souls improve, their songs more grateful rise. And sweeter incense cheer the morning skies : Heaven o'er the world unfold a brighter day, And Jesus spread his reign from sea to sea. PSALM 54. T. M. As the I22d. Prayer for Ddivrranct from Enemies. MY God, preserve my soul ; Oh make my spirit whole ! To save me let thy strength appear ; Strangers my steps surround ; Their pride and rage confound, A.nd bring thy great salvation near. 2 Those that against me rise Are aliens from the skies ; They hate thy church and kingdom, Lord ! They mock thy fearful name ; They glory in their shame, Nor heed the wonders of thy word. 3 But, O, thou King divine ! My chosen friends are thine, The men that still my soul sustain ; PSALM 55. 121 Wilt thou my foes subdue, And form their hearts anew, And snatch them from eternal pain. 1 Escap'd from every wo, Oh grant me, here below, To praise thy name, with those I love ! And. when beyond the skies Our souls unbodied rise, Unite us in the realms above. PSALM 55. 1—8, 1 6, 1 7, J 8, 22. C. M. Support jot the afflicted and tempted Soul. OGOD, my refuge, hear my cries. Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level I'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound! I groan with ev'ry breath ; Horror and fear beset me round Among the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feathered dove, Soon would I stretch my wings, And fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell ! The mighty God, on whom I call,, Can save me here as well. 122 PSALM 55. PAUSE. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry ; The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid ; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all ; My courage rests upon his word., That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise ; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. PSALM 55. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. S. M. Dangerous Prosperity ; or daily Devotions encouraged. ET sinners take their course, I And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light ; I seek his blessing ev'ry noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God ! While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear, nor trust thy name Nor learn to do thy will. i !■ PSALM Ob. .123 3 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. psalm 56. c. M. )cliverance from Oppression and Falsehood; or, God's Care of his People, inAnsntr tq Faith and Prayer OTHOU whose justice reigns on high, And makes th' oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. 2 The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord ; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is thy word. 3 In God most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trust ; Nor will I fear what flesh can do, The offspring of the dust. 4 They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults ; Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. 5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? Must their devices stand ? Oh cast the haughty sinner down, * And let him know thy hand ! PAUSE. 6 God counts the sorrows of his saints. Their groans affect his ears ; 124" PSALM 57. Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. 7 When to thy throne I raise my cry. The wicked fear and flee : So swift is prayer to reach the sky. So near is God to me. $ In thee, most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trust ; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. 9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing how faithful is thy word ! How righteous all thy ways ! 10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death, Oh set thy pris'ner free, That heart and hand, and life and breath • May be employ 'd for thee. PSALM 57. L. M. Praite for Protec'.ion ; Grace end Truth. MY God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown^ Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud is over blown. 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threat 'ning storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, Let land to land thy wonders tell. 4 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name ; PSALM 58. ] 25 Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercv reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains. When lower worlds dissolve and die. 6 Be thou exalted. O my God, Above the heav'ns where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. PSALM 58. P. 31- As the \\3th Fsilm. Warning to Magistrates. JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When the oppress'd before you stands ? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure, While sold and greatness bribe your hands ? 2 Have ye forgot, or never known, God is your judge, and he alone ? High in the heav'ns his justice reigns; Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad, To bind the conscience in your chains. & A poison'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong, And death attends where'er it wounds ; You hear no counsels, cries, or tears ; So the deaf adder stops her ears Against the power of charming sounds. 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God ; Those teeth of lions dy'd in blood ; And crush the serpents in the dust : 11 J 26 PSALM 59. As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise* Before the sweeping tempest flies, So let their hopes and names be lost 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run, Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to saints afford ; And all that hear shall join and say, " Sure there's a God that rules on high, " A God that hears his children cry, " And will their suff 'rings well repay. PSALM 59. p. M. As the UM. Together vrith some passages of the 5Cth omitted by Doetor4\Yatto. Complaints againu Unbelievers. OH save thy servants, Lord ! Fulfil thy gracious word, For evil men against us rise : Causeless our souls they hate ; Against our lives they wait, And aim their malice at the skies. 2 In sin their hearts delight ; In sin their hands unite ; Estrang'd and evil, from the womb: With lies their tongues begin ; They grow in every sin, Till down they hasten to the tomb. 3 Deaf to that charming voice, That bids the world rejoice, The gospel sound of pardoning love? PSALM 59. 127 The calls of gentle peace, The hopes of life, and bliss, And glory in the world above. Blind to those truths divine, That, fair and lovely, shine, And teach the Godhead there alone, Tidings of peace refin'd, And joy to all mankind, And mercy to a world undone ; They hate thy glory, Lord, They mock thy holy word ; The snares of death their hands employ ; With flattery and deceit, For souls they lie in wait, And help the fowler to destroy. PSALM 59. P. 31. As the ]2<2 And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies, And on thy "watchful providence My cheerful hope relies. 134 PS\LM 64. 8 The shadow of thy wings M^ soul in safety keeps ; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps. PSALM 64. P.M. Asthe}22d. first part. A Complaint*a gainst evil Companions ; designed especially for Yovtk. SAVE me from evil men, The impious and profane, That seek the faithful to destroy ; More keen than pointed swords, They dart their bitter words, To wound his name, his hope, and joy. 2 The pit and secret snare, Conjoin'd, their hands prepare, And say, " What God shall see or hear ?•' The thoughtless, young, and gay, Who tread that dangerous wTay, Shall find a sure destruction there. 3 Each wile their hearts combine, To tempt the wretch to sin, To curse and swear, to lie and steal : Each crime with charms display, And reason guilt away, And strew with flowers the road to hell. 4 The child to virtue given, And train'd with care for heaven, Their deep laid mischiefs lure astray ; With pangs a father views, With tears a mother rues, Her son, her darling, made a prey. PSALM 64. P. M. As the \22d. second part. Misckiffs of wicked Men the Means oj their own Ruin, and of Warning to others. WHEN men of mischief rise, In secret 'gainst the skies, PSALM 65. 135 Thy hand shall sweep them to the grave ? And O ! beyond the tomb How dreadful is their doom, Where not a hand is reach'd to save ! I Themselves their wiles shall snare ; The pits their hands prepare, Before their feet destruction spread : The slander they devise, Their malice, and their lies, Shall fall with vengeance on their head. J The world with awe shall hear ; In Zion rebels fear, And stay their hands from guilt and sin ; To thee present their cry To save them ere they die, And make and know thy hand divine. 1 With new-born love and grace, Increasing faith and praise, Thy saints shall bid their songs ascend : That truth and virtue find In the all-ruling Mind To them, and to their friends, a Friend. PSALM 65. 1—5. FIRST PART. l. M. Public Prayer and Praise. THE praise of Zion waits for thee, My God; and praise becomes thy house There shall thy saints thy glory see, And there perform their public vows. 2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies, To save when humble sinners pray ; All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, And islands of the northern sea. 3 Against my will my sins prevail, But grace shall purge away their stain ; 136 PSALM 65. The blood of Christ will never fail To wash my garments white again. 4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose. And give him kind access to thee ; Give him a place within thy house, To taste thy love divinely free. PAUSE. 5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays ; Babel prepare for long distress, When Zion's God himself arrays In terror and in righteousness. 6 With dreadful glory God fulfils What his afflicted saints request ; And with almighty wrath reveals His love, to give his churches rest. 7 Then shall the flocking nations run To Zion's hill, and own their Lord ; The rising: and the setting sun Shall see the Saviour's name ador'd. PSALM 65. 5—13. second part. L. M. Divine F.-g: i. n& in Air, Earth, and Sra ; or, the God of Mature and Grace. THE God of our salvation hears The ; >ans of Zion mix'd wTith tears ; Yet when he comes with kind designs, Thro' all the way his terror shines. Q On him the race of man depends, Far as tr.e earth's remotest ends, Where the Creator's name is known By Nature's feeble light alone. 3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood > Address their frighted ^ouls to God, When tempests rage and billows roar At dreadful distance from the shore. PSALM &>. 137 4 He bids the noisy tempests cease ; He calms the raging crowd to peace, When a tumult'ous nation raves Wild as the wind, and loud as waves. 5 While kingdoms, shaken by the storm, He settles in a peaceful form ; Mountains, established by his hand, Firm on their old foundation stand. 6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, New comets blaze, and lightnings fly ; The heathen lands, with swift surprise, From the bright horrors turn their eyes. 7 At his command the morning ray Smiles in the east, and leads the day ; He guides the suns declining wheels Over the tops of western hills, 8 Seasons and times obey his voice ; The ev'ning and the morn rejoice To see the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit, and drest in flowers. 9 'Tis from hi^ wat'ry stores on high He gives the thirsty ground supply ; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Doth his enriching drops dispense. 10 The desert grows a fruitful field, Abundant food the vallies yield : The vallies shout with cheerful voice. And neighb'ring hills repeat their jovs. 11 The pastures smile in green array, There lambs and larger cattle piay ; The larger cattle and the lamb, Each in his language speaks thy name. 138 PSALM 60. 12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine ; G'er ev'ry field thy glories shine; Thro' ev'ry month thy gifts appear : Great God, thy goodness crowns the year ! PSALM 65. FIRST PART. C. M. A Fruytr-hearing God, and the Gentiles calhd PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, There shall our vows be paid ; Thou hast an ear when sinners pray, All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, But pard'ning grace is thine, And thou will grant us power and skill To conquer ev'ry sin. 3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face, Give them a dwelling in thine house, To feast upon thy grace. 4 In answering what thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine, And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfil thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wond ring nations see The Lord is good and just ; And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When signs in heav'n appear; But they shall learn thy holy word, And love as well as fear. PSALM 65. SECOKDPART. C. M. The Pr.-v ienw of G«a in Air, Earth, nni Sea; or, tht Blessings of Rain. 'PT^LS by thy strength the mountains stand, A God of eternal power ; PSALM 65. 13* The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad., Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heav'n, earth, and air are thine ; When clouds distil in fruitful showers, The Author is divine. 4 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky, Borne bv the winds around, With wat'ry treasures well supply TheYurrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. PSALM 65. THIRD PART. C M. The Blessings of the Spring ; or, God gives Rain. A Psalm for the Husbandman. GOOD is the Lord, the heav'nly King, Who makes the earth his care ; Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Pour out at thy command Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring : The vallies rich provision yield, And the poor lab'rers sing. H 140 PSALM 65. 4 The little hills on ev'ry side Rejoice at falling showers ; The meadows, dress Yl in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers. 5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain, Promise a joyful crop ; The parched grounds look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns, How bounteous are thy ways ! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. PSALM 65. P. M. Jls the 148&. The provide nee of God in the stasuns. OW pleasing is thy voice, O Lord, our heavenly King, That bids the frosts retire, And wakes the lovely spring ! The rains return, The ice distils, and plains and hills Forget to mourn. 2 The lofty mountain stand, Established by thine arm ; Thy voice the ocean stills, The tumult, and the storm. Through earth and skies With terror spread, thy tokens dread All lands surprise. 8 The morn with glory crown 'd, Thy hand arrays in smiles ; Thou bidd'st the eve decline3 Rejoicing o'er the hills. Soft suns ascend ; The mild wind blows ; and beauty glows To earth's far end. PSALM 6b. 141 Thou mak'st the pastures green, Thou call'st the flocks abroad ; The springing corn proclaims The footsteps of our God. Both bird and beast Partake thy care, and, happy, share The general feast. Thy showers make soft the fields ; On every side behold The ripening harvests wave Their loads of richest gold. The labourers sing With cheerful voice, and, blest, rejoice In God their King. The thunder is his voice ; His arrows blazing fires ; He glows in yonder sun, And smiles in starry choirs. The balmy breeze His breath perfumes, his beauty blooms In flowers and trees. With life he clothes the spring ; The earth with summer warms : He spreads th' autumnal feast, And rides in wintry storms. His gifts divine Through all appear, and round the year His glories shine. PSALM 66. FIRST P.4RT. C. M. Governing Power a\d Goo ness ; or, or Graces tried by Afflictions. SING, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise ; With melody of sound record His honours and your joys. 12 * 142 PSALM 66. 2 Say to the Power that shakes the sky. " How terrible art thou! u Sinners before thy presence fly, " Or at thy feet they bow." 3 [Come see the wonders of our God> How glorious are his wavs ! In Moses' hand he puts his rod, And cleaves the frighted seas. 4 He made the ebbing channel dry, W hile Isral pass'd the flood ; There did the church begin their joy. And triumph in their God.] 5 He rules by his resistless might : Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war ? 6 Oh bless our God, and never cease ; Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace. And guides our doubtful ways. 7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our sufFring souls, To make our graces shine ; So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. 8 Thro' wat'ry deeps and fiery ways We march at thy command, Led to possess the promis d place By thine unerring hand. PSALM 66. 13—20. second part. C. M. Praise to Godf-r hearing Prayer. "V^OW shall my solemn vows be paid i.^ To that Almighty Power Who heard the long requests I made In my distressf ul hour. PSALM 67. 143 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders he hath done. 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell. I sought his heav'nly aid ; He sav'd my sinking soul from hell, And Death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay cover 'd in my heart While prayer employ 'd my tongue; The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God (his name be ever blest) Has set my spirit free ; Nor turn'd from him my poor request, Nor turn'd his heart from me. PSx\LM 67. c. M. The Nation's Prosperity, and the Church's Increase. SHINE on our land, Jehovah shine, With beams of heav'nly grace ; Reveal thy power thro' all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. [Here fix thy throne exalted high, And here our glory stand ; And like a wall of guardian fire Surround thy fav'rite land.] When shall thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad ; And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ? Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice ; Let thankful tongues exalt his praise, And thankful hearts rejoice* 144 PSALM 68. 5 He, the great Lord, the sov'reign Judge, That sits enthron'd above, Wisely commands the worlds he made; Injustice and in love. 6 Earth shall confess her Maker s hand, And yield a full increase : Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round His choicest favours here, While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. PSALM 68. 1—6,32—35 pi^st part. L. M. The Vengeance and Compassion of God. LET God arise in all his might, And put the troops of hell to flight; As smoke that sought to cloud the skies Before the rising tempest flies. 2 [He comes, array *d in burning flames? Justice and Vengeance are his names : Behold his fainting foes expire Like melting wax before the fire.] 3 He rides, and thunders thro' the sky, His name, Jehovah, sounds on high; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace; Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 4 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; In him the poor and helpless And A Judge that's just, a Father kind. 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again ; But rebels that dispute his will Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. PSALM 68. 14S PAUSE. I Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : His wond'rous names and powers rehearse, His honours shall enrich your verse. He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms ; How terrible is God in arms ! In Isra'l are his mercies known, Isra'l is his peculiar throne. i Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest.; He's your defence, your joy, your rest: When terrors rise, and nations faint, God is the strength of evVy saint. PSx\LM 68. 17, 18. SECOND PART. L. M. Christ's Ascension, and the Gift of the Spirit. LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels till'd the sky ; Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there; While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell, That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains, like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent the promis'd Spirit down. With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. PSALM 68. 19, 9—20, 21, 22. third, part. L. M. Praise/tor Temporal Blr'sings ; cr. Common and Special Mercies. '\\f^ bless the Lord, the just, the good, ▼ ▼ Who fills our hearts with joy and food ; 146 PSALM 69. Who pours his blessings from the skies. And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 "Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death, Safety and health to God belong ; He heals the weak, and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love ; But the wide difference that remains, Is endless joy, and endless pains. 5 The Lord that bruis d the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread ; The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wround. $ But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas, And bring them to his courts above ; There shall thej taste his special love/ PSALM 69. 1 — 14. first part. cm. The. Sufferings of Christfor our Salwtioa. iC Q AVE me, O God, the swelling floods Break in upon my soul ; " I sink, and sorrows o'er my head " Like mighty waters roll. 2 " I cry till all my voice is gone, " In tears I waste the day : " My God, behold my longing eyes, " And shorten thy delay. 3 " They hate my soul without a cause, " And still their number grows PSALM 69. 147 " More than the hairs around my head, " And mighty are my foes. £ " 'Twasthen I paid that dreadful debt " That men could never pay, " And gave those honours to thy law " Which sinners took away." 5 Thus in the great Messiah's name, The royal prophet mourns ; Thus he awakes our hearts to grief, And gives us joy by turns. 6 " Now shall the saints rejoice and find " Salvation in my name, " For I have borne their heavy load " Of sorrow, pain, and shame. 7 " Grief, like a garment, cloth 'd me round. " And sackcloth was my dress, " While I procur'd, for naked souls, " A robe of righteousness. 8 " Among my brethren and the Jews " I like a stranger stood, " And bore their vile reproach, to bring " The Gentiles near to God. 9 " I came in sinful mortals' stead " To do my Father's will : " Yet, when I cleans'd my Father's house, " They scandaliz'd my z?ai. 0 " My fasting and my holy groans " Were made the drunkard's song; " But God, from his celestial throne, " Heard my complaining tongue. 1 " He sav'd me from the dreadfu- deep, " Nor let my soul be drown'd ; " He rais'd and fix'd my sinking (eet " On well-establish'd ground. 3 48 PSALM 69. 12 " 'Twas in a most accepted hour, u My prayer arose on high. " And for my sake my God shall hear " The dying sinner's cry." PSALM 69. U— 21, 26, 29, 32. second part. C. M. Tie Passion and Exatation of Christ. NOW let our lips, with holy fear And mournful pleasure, sing The suff 'rings of our great High-Priest, The sorrows of our King. 2 He sinks in floods of deep distress : How high the waters rise ! While to his heav'nly Father's ear He sends perpetual cries. 3 " Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Soil, " Nor hide thy shining face : " Why should thy fav'rite look like one " Forsaken of thy grace ! 4 " With rage they persecute the man " That groans beneath thy wound,. " While for a sacrifice I pour " My life upon the ground. 5 u They tread my honour to the dust, " And laugh when I complain ; " Their sharp insulting slanders add " Fresh anguish to my pain. 6 " All my reproach is known to thee, " The scandal and the shame ; ec Reproaches brake my bleeding heart " And lies defile my name. 7 " I look'd for pity, but in vain ; " My kindred are my grief; " I ask my friends for comfort round, " But meet with no relief. it a PSALM 69. 149 8 " With vinegar they mock my thirsty " They give me gall for food ; " And sporting with my dying groans, " They triumph in my blood. Shine into my distressed soul, " Let thy compassion save ; And tho' my flesh sink down to death, " Redeem it from the grave. 10 " I shall arise to praise thy name, " And reign in worlds unknown; " And thy salvation, O my God, " Shall seat me on thy throne." PSALM 69. T IIRD PART. c. M. Christ's Obedience and Dtath ; or, G»d glorified and Sinners saved. FATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace, I bless my Saviour's name, He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high, His duty and his zeal FulfilTd the law which mortals broke, And finish 'd all thy will. 3 His dying groans, his living songs, Shall better please my God, Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound, Than goat's or bullock's blood. 4 This shall his humble followers see, And set their hearts at rest ; They by his death draw near to thee, And live for ever blest. 5 Let heav'n, and all that dwell on high, To God their voices raise, While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance the praise. 13 150 PSALM 69. 6 Zion is thine, most holy God, Thy Son shall bless her gates ; And glory purchased by his blood For thine own Isra'l waits. PSALM 69. FIRST PART. L. M. Ciirisfs Passio)i and Sinner's Salvation. DEEP in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; Behold the rising billows roll To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 In long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and powers of death And all the sons of malice join To execute their curst design. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love Has made the curse a blessing prove ; Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son AtonM for sins which we had done. 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord The honours of thy law restor'd : His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for follies not his own. 5 Oh for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning; sinner live : The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. PSALM 69. Ver. 7, £c. second part. L. M. Cir-sl's Sufferings and Z TWAS for my sake, eternal God, Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load Of base reproach and sore disgrace, And shame defil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin : PSALM 70. 151 While he fulfiird thy hofy laws, They hate him. but without a cause. 3 " [My Father's house," said he. " was made " A place for worship, not for trade ;" Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place. 4 Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown, He felt and mourn'd them as his own. 5 His friends forsook, his followers lied, While foes and arms surround his head : They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies : Thev nail him to the shameful tree ; There hung the man that died for me. 7 [Wretches with hearts as hard as stones Insult his piety and groans ; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.] 8 But God beheld, and from his throne Mark'd out the men that hate his Son : The hand that raised him from the dead, Shall pour due vengeance on their head. psalm 70. L. M. Taraphrased, together with several other passages of Scripture. A P J Chrisl OTHOU, whose hand the kingdom sways, Whom earth, and hell, and heaven obevs, To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy power and glory here ! 152 PSALM 71. 2 While stupid wretches sunk in sleep, Slide onward to the fiery deep, To sense, and sin. and madness, driven, Believe no hell, and wish no heaven; 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, And Zion mourns in deep distress ; Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold, Truth fails, and love is waxen cold. 4 Oh haste, with every gift inspir'd, With glory, truth, and grace attir'd, Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn ; Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn ! 5 Assert the honour of thy name ; O'erwhelm they foes with fear and shame; Bid them beneath thy footstool lie, Nor let their souls for ever die. 6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, And grow in love, and truth and grace. Thy church shall flourish in thy sight, And fruits of peace, and pure delight. 7 Oh hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ray, 'Till life unfolds eternal day ! PSALM 71. 5—9. FIRST PART. c. M. The aged SainVs Rrflectun and Hope. MY God, my everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth ; Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen d all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy power, With all these limbs of mine ; And from my mother's painful hour, I've been entirely thine, M PSALM 71. 153 3 Still Hath my life new wonders seen Repeated ev'ry year; Behold, my days that vet remain. I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praise. PSALM 71. \5, 14, 16, 23, 22, 2-!. second part. C. M, Cirist . a id Righteousness- Y Saviour, my almighty friend, When 1 begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust. Thy goodness 1 adore ; And since 1 knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road. And march, with courage in thy strength, To see mv Father, God. 4 When I am til I'd with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victries of my King ; 13 * 154 PSALM 71. My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 [M\ tongue shall all the day proclaim My Saviour and my God, Hi's death hath brought my foes to shame., And sav'd me by his blood.] 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ; With this delightful song I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long:. PSALM 71. 17—21. THIRD PART. CM. The Aged Christian's Prayer and Son;; or, Old Age, Death, and the Resurrection. GOD of my childhood, and my youth. The guide of all my days, I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth. And told thy wondrous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim Te the surviving age, And leave a savour of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove ; Oh may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love ! PAUSE. 5 Thy righteousness is deep and high, Unsearchable thy deeds ; Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. PRALM 72. 155 3 Oft have I heard thy threat nings roar, And oft endur'd the grief; But when thv hand hath press'd me sore. Thy grace was my relief. 7 Bv long experience have I known Thy sov 'reign power to save ; At thy command I venture down Securely to the grave. i When I lie buried deep in dust, My flesh shall be thy care ; These withering limbs with thee I trust. To raise them strong and fair. PSALM 72. FIRST PART. L.M. T tMingd m GREAT God. whose universal swaj The known and unknown worlds obey, Nowgive the kingdom to thv Son, Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 Thv sceptre well becomes his hands, All heav'n submits to his commands ; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With power he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; His worship and his fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 1 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down; His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills. 5 The heathen lands that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 156 PS\LM 72. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Drest in the robes of joy and praise ; Peace, like a river from his throne, Shail flow to nations yet unknown. PSALM 72. SECOND PART L. M. Ch si's Kin* .on among th Gentiles. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 [Behold the islands with their kings And Europe her best tribute brings ; From north to south the princes meet To pay their homage at his feet. S There Persia, glorious to behold, There India shines in eastern gold ; And barbarous nations at his word Submit and bow, and own their Lord] 4 For him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head ; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant-voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 6 Blessings abound wrhere'er he reigns The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 7 [Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more : In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. PSALM 72. 157 8 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring Peculiar honours to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud amen.] PSALM 72. P. M. As the new 50th. The glory of Christ, and of his kingdom. OTHOU, whose sceptre earth and seas obey, And skies, and stars, and suns, confess thy sway, Now to thy Son th' immortal kingdom give ; In him command a ruin'd world to live ; O'er every realm his mighty sway extend And bid o'er every throne his throne ascend. I O'er all created names his glories shine : Supreme his beauty, and his grace divine ; Fairer than thrones, and powers, and seraphs bright, The realms of nature, and the world of light: The King of kings, the Prince to angels given, Lord of the world, and Heir divine of heaven. * His glorious hand shall hold a righteous sway, Th' oppressor tremble, and the proud obey : The friendless poor immortal treasures know; The wearied bosom rest from every wo ; The houseless wanderer find a blest abode, The soul a ransom, and the saint a God. I Fair as the tree of life his saints shall rise, Redeem'd from death, and violence, and lies; Lov'd by his soul, as precious sons are lov'd : Glorious as kings, as spotless priests approv'd : On joyful hills shall truth and justice grow, And peace in spreading streams the world o'erfloW. ) Through endless years his glory shall extend ; For him increasing prayers to heaven ascend ; To heaven his name from every region rise, More sweet than incense cheers the^morning skies ; To him all lands a song of rapture raise, And lisping infants join their artless praise. 158 PSALM 73. 6 As spring's mild showers refresh the thirsty plain, As cloudless suns succeed the genial rain, So shall his influence earth's sad face renew ; Where the scant seed his faithful labourers strew, Like towering groves, behold the harvest rise, Wave round like Lebanon, and reach the skies. 7 From shore to shore shall stretch his boundless sway ; His boundless blessings flow to every sea ; See round his altars suppliant kings attend ; Before his throne obedient nations bend : To him their tribute distant realms unfold, ! f Her spices India, and Peru her go! 8 See springs of life in thirsty deserts flow, And savage tribes th' immortal Saviour know Prostrate in dust his humbled foes shall lie, Or send their hymns of transport to the sky : And each blest land rehearse his praises o'er, 'Till moons shall walk their evening round no more. 9 In him the curse in boundless bliss shall end ; From evil good, from darkness light, ascend ; Diviner glories to mankind be given, A nobler nature and a fairer heaven : Let earth, let saints, that seek his bright abode, Resound his praise, and bless their Father God. PSALM 73. FIRST PART. C. M. Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed "TVTOW I'm convinced the Lord is kind .1^ To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, And border 'd on despair. 2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, " How pleasant and profane they live! " How peaceful is their death! ps\lm73. 159 3 " With well-fed' flesh and haughty eyes " They lay their fears to sleep ; " Against the heav ns their slanders rise, " While saints in silence weep. 4 u In vain I lift my hands to pray, u And cleanse my heart in vain ; " For I am chasten'd all the day, " The night renews my pain." 5 Yet while my tongue indulged complaints, 1 felt my heart reprove ; " Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, u And grieve the men I love." 6 But still I found my doubts too hard. The conflict too severe ; Till I retir'd to search thy word, And learn thy secrets there. 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner s feet High mounted on a slipp'ry place Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast Till at thy frown he fell : His honours in a dream were lost, And he awak'd in hell. 9 Lord, what an envious fool I was! How like a thoughtless beast ! Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace, And think the wicked blest. 10 Yet was I kept from full despair, Upheld by power unknown : That blessed hand that broke the snare Shall guide me to thy throne. G 16© PSALM 73. PSALM 73. 23—28. second part. C. M. God out Portion titre and htrtajtcr. OD. my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair. % Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Thro' this dark wilderness : Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'T would be no joy to me ; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint, God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold the sinners that remove Far from thy presence die ; Not all the idol-gods they love Can save them when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ : My tongue shall sound thy works abroad And tell the world my joy. PSALM 73. 22, 3, 6, 17—20. L. M. The Prosperity if Sinners curstd. LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I To mourn, and murmur, and repine, To see the wicked plac'd on high, In pride and robes of honour shine. But oh! their end, their dreadful end! Thy sanctuary taught me so : PSALM 73. 161 On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. } Now let them boast how tall they rise, I'll never envy them again, There they may stand with haughty eyes, Til! they plunge deep in endless pain. t Their fancied joys how fast they flee ! Just like a dream when man awakes ; Their songs of softest harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. ) Now I esteem their mirth and wine, Too dear to purchase with my blood : Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion, and my God. psalm 73. s. M. The ---. -":-. / Providence vnfi'did URE there's a righteous God, r\or is religion vain : Tho' men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine. While haughty fools with scornful eyes. In robes of honour shine. 3 [Pamper'd with wanton ease. Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas. And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souh> endure, Thro' all their life oppression reigns. And racks the humble poor. 14 s 162 PSALM 74. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God : Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I, with flowing tears, Indulg'd my doubts to rise ; " Is there a God that sees or hears " The things below the skies ?"] 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power, Did my mistakes amend ; I view'd the sinner's life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go ! And oh ! that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below ! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. psalm 74. c. M. The Church pleading with God under sore Persecution. \WTILL God for ever cast us off? V v His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of his love, His little chosen flock ? 2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood ; Nor let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory stood. PSALM 74. 163 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste, Aloud our ruin calls ; See what a wide and fearful waste Is made within thy walls. Where once thy churches pray 'd and sang, Thy foes profanely roar ; Over thy gates their ensigns hang. Sad tokens of their power. How are the seats of worship broke ? They tear the buildings down, And he that deals the heaviest stroke Procures the chief renown. 5 With flames they threaten to destroy Thy children in their nest ; " Come let us burn at once/' they cry, a The temple and the priest." 7 And still to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted signs of power and grace, Thy power and grace are gone. 3 No prophet speaks to calm our woes, The best the wisest mourn ; And not a friend, nor promise shows, The time of thy return. PAUSE. 9 How long, eternal God, how long Shall men of pride blaspheme? Shall saints be made their endless song, And bear immortal shame ? 10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear Thine holy name profan'd ? And still thy jealousy forbear, And still withhold thine hand? 164 PSALM 75. 11 What strange deliverance hast thou shown In ages long before ? And now no other God we own, No other God adore. 12 Thou didst divide the raging sea By thy resistless might, To make thy tribes a wond'rous wray3 And theii secure their flight. 13 Is not the world of nature thine, The darkness and the day ? Did*t thou not bid the morning shine, And mark the sun his way ? 14 Hath not thy power form'd ev'ry coast. And set the earth its bounds, With summer's heat and winter's frost, In their perpetual rounds ? 15 And shall the sons of earth and dust That sacred power blaspheme ? Will not thy hand that form'd them first Avenge thine injur'd name ? 16 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made*, And all thy words of love ; Nor let the birds of prey invade And vex thy mourning dove. 17 Our foes would triumph in our blood, And make our hope their jest; Plead thy own cause, almighty God, And give thv children rest. PSALM 75. P. M. As the new both. Government from God alone A P5ALM FOR A GENERAL ELECTION. THY praise, O Lord, our thankful songs renew ; Thy present name thy works of wonder shew ; Thy glorious works of wisdom, power, and grace, Thy sovereign blessings to our favour'd race ! PSALM 75. 1GS The ruling God our peace and freedom prove, And the glad tidings of forgiving love. 1 While from thy hand, our rulers take their power, Give them thy greatness humbly to adore, With hearts sincere to hold a righteous sway, Bid justice triumph, and the proud obey, Defend the poor, debasing bribes disdain, Avenge bold wrongs, nor wield the sword in vain# 3 While round all realms wide dissolutions roll'd, Give them the pillars of the earth t' uphold, The meek, the wise, the faithful, and the just, And tread the vile oppressor in the dust ; To seek thy name, to love thy kingdom, Lord, And spread through earth the victories of thy word. 4 Give them the public weal alone to prize, And each base purpose nobly to despise ; To bid pure knowledge round our borders shine, And cheer the rising race with beams divine ; Examples bright of piety display, And charm our sons to tread rhat lovely way. 5 Teach them, that greatness, power, and place are thine, Gifts from thy hand, bestow'd for ends divine : Rulers, thy stewards, to mankind are given To shower the good, and build the cause of hea- ven ; From thee a rich reward the faithful know ; The faithless hasten to distinguish'd wo. 6 Thou art the Judge; thy sceptre rules the skies ; At thy command the just to glory rise ; Thy fearful vengeance guilty wretches share, Drink the last dregs, and plunge in deep despair : To thy great name our raptur'd songs shall raise, A humble tribute of immortal praise. 14 * 5 166 PSALM 76. PSALM 76. C. M. Israel saved, and the Assyrians destroyed; or, God's Vengeance against ids Enemies pr*» ceeds from his Church N Judah, God of old was known ; His name in Isra'l great ; In Salem stood his holy throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 Among the praises of his saints, His dwelling there he chose ; There he receiv'd their just complaints, Against their haughty foes. 3 From Zion went his dreadful word, And broke the threat'ning spear ; The how, the arrows, and the sword, And crush 'd th' Assyrian war. 4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else But mighty hills of prey ? The hill on which Jehovah dwells Is glorious more than they. 5 'Twas Zion's King that stoppd the breath Of captains and their bands : The men of might slept fast in death, And never found their hands. 6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, Both horse and chariot fell : Who knows the terrors of thy rod! Thy vengeance who can tell ? 7 What power can stand before thy sight When once thy wrath appears ? When heav'n *h:nes round with dreadful light. The earth lies still and fears. 8 When God in his own sov'reign ways, Comes d own to save th' opprest, The wrath of man shall work his praise. And he'll restrain the rest. PSAliM 77. 167 9 [Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring. Ye princes, fear his frown : His terror shakes the proudest king. And cuts an army down. 10 The thunder of his sharp rebuke Our haughty foes shall feel ; For Jacob's God hath not forsook, But dwells in Zion still.] PSALM 77. FIRST PART. C. M. M anchili) assaulting, and Hop< prevailing TO God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose And fill'd the night with fear. 2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refus'd relief; I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain 'd, and still oppressed, My heart began to break ; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And calld thy judgments o'er. 5 I calld back years and ancient times When I beheid thv faee : My spirit seareh'd for secret crimes That might withhold thv grace. 6 I calld thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy 'd before ; And will the Lord no more be kind? His face appear no more ? 168 PSALM 77. 7 Will he for ever cast me off 2 And will his promise fail ? Hath he forgot his tender love ? Shall anger still prevail? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame, RemembVing what thy hand hath wrought ; Thy hand is still the same. 9 I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er. Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwells with Justice on the throne ; And men that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. PSALM 77. SECOND PART. C. M. Comfort derivedfrom ancitnt Providences ; or, hr;e' deliveredfrom Egy{t,and b, ought It Canaan. « TTOW awful is thy chastening rod !" Xi (May thy own children say) " The great, the wise, the dreadful God! " Howr holy is his way \" 2 I'll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above, I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. 3 Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt's yoke opprest ; Long he del ay 'd to hear their cry, Nor gave his people rest. 4 The sons of good old Jacob seem'd Abandon 'd to their foes : But his almighty arm redeem'd The nation that he chose. PSALM 78. 169 5 Israel, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls ; He bids them venture through the deep, And makes the waves their walls. 6 The waters saw thee, mighty God, The waters saw thee come ; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. 7 Strange was thy journey thro' the sea. Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown ; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. 8 [Thy voice, with terror in the sound, Thro' clouds and darkness broke ; All heav'n in lightning shone around, And earth with thunder shook. 9 Thine arrows thro' the skies were hurl'd, How glorious is the Lord ! Surprise and tremb'ling seiz'd the worlds And his own saints ador'd. 10 He gave them water from the rock ; And safe, by Moses' hand, Thro' a dry desert led his flock Home to the promis'd land.] PSALM 78. FIRST PART. C. M. Providences of God recorded ; or, Pious Education, and Instruction of Children. LET children hear the mighty deeds Which God perform'd of old ; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known ; His works of power and grace ; And we'll convey his wonders down Thro' ev'ry rising race, o PSAVM 78, Our lips -hall tell them to our sons, An ; -in to theirs. T! - ? - v-t i;l! urn M heirs. -1 Thi s v learn, in God alone hope secureh Is, That they may 3 .vorks, But p PSALM 78. 5e« vr. -,:.-. r. M. IrruPs RehtOifm, mmd PmrnskTiremt ; air, the Sims *tj£ Cbsxtiscavmt} >' G**t PtfU. kH what a stirl". rebellious house \A as Jacob s anc False to their own most solemn vows. And to their Maker's grace. 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise. Forgot the works he wrought to prove His power before their eyes. 3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light From his avenging hand : W hat dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the stubborn land. 4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, And march'd in safetv through. W ith wat'rv walls to guard their way. Til] they had "scap'd the toe. 0 A wond rous pillar mark'd the road. Compos 'd of shade and light; By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud. A leading lire by night. 6 He from the rook their thirst supplied : Thf gushing waters fell. And ran in rivers by their side. A constant mm-; PSALM 7^ 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, And dar'd distrust his hind ; Can he with bread our host supply ,; Amid this desert land ?" 8 The Lord with ind . n heard. And eaus'd his wrath to flam His terrors ever stand prepar'd To vindicate his name. PSALM 78. third? - CM. "IT 7HEN Israe- sins the Lord reproves. ▼ ▼ And tills their heart- with dread ; 1 et he forgives the men he loves. And sends them heav'nly bread. 2 He fed them with a lih'ralhand. And made his treasures known ; He gave the midnight clouds command To pour provision down. 3 The manna, like a morning shower. Lay thick around their feet ; The corn of heav'n. so light, so pure, As though 'twere angel's meat 4 But they in murm'ring language said, "' Manna is all our feast! "' We loathe this light, this airy bread ; " We must have flesh to taste. " 5 " \e shall have flesh to please your lust." The Lord m wrath replied. #And sent them quail-, like sand or di Heap'd up from side to side. 6 He gave them all their own desire ; And greedy as they fed. His vt burnt with secret lire, And smote the rebels dead. 172 PSALM 78. 7 When some were slain, the rest return 'd, And sought the Lord with tears; Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd, But soon forgot their fears. 8 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgave, Til! by his gracious hand . ^3 The nation he res lv'd to save, Possessed the promis'd land. PSALM 78. 32. &c. fourth part. L. M. Backslidu:^ and i'orp!e ; or, spiritual Blessings and Punishments. SING to the Lord aloud, And make a joyful noise ; God is our strength, our Saviour God ; Let Isra'l hear his voice. 2 " From vile idolatry " Preserve my worship clean ; " I am the Lord that set thee free u From slavery and sin. 3 " Stretch thy desires abroad, " And 111 supply them well ; " But if ye will refuse your God, " If Isra'l will rebel ; 4 " I'll leave them (saith the Lord,) " To their own lusts a prey, " And let them run the dangrous road, " 'Tis their own chosen way. 5 " Yet oh ! that all my saints u Would hearken to my voice! '- Soon would I ease their sore complaints, " And bid their hearts rejoice. G " While I destroy'd their foes, : I'd richly feed my flock, " And they should taste the stream that flows " From their eternal Rock." PSALM 82. L.M. Cd I : Governor ; or, Wagisitbtes wamtd A MONO} th' assemblies of the great Jl\- A greater Rule? takes his seat : PSALM 83. 177 The God of heav'n as Judge surveys Those gods on earth and all their ways. 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ? Or why support th' unrighteous cause ? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no m >re ? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know; Dark are the ways in which they go ; Their name of earthly gods is vain, For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod ; He is our Judge, and he our God. psalm 83. s. M. A Complaint against Persecutors. AND will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep ? The God of Justice hold his peace. And let his vengeance sleep ? 2 Behold what cursed snares The men of mischief spread ; The men that hate thy saints and thee. Lift up their threat ning head. 3 Against thy hidden ones, Their counsels they employ, And malice, with her watchful eye, Pursues them to destroy. 4 The noble and the base Into thy pastures leap : The lion and the stupid ass Conspire to vex the sheep, lo * 178 PSALM 83. 5 (i Come, let us join (they cry,) " To loot them from the ground. '* Till not the name of saints remain, if Nor mem'ry shall be found." 6 Awake, afcnighiy God, And call thy wrath to mind ; Give them like forests to the fire, Or stubble to the wind. 7 Convince their madness, Lord, And make them seek thy name; Or else their stubborn rage confound, That they may die in shame. 8 Then shall the nations know That glorious, dreadful word, Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the so v 'reign Lord. PSALM 83. P. M. Jis the New 50th. A prayer of the Churc'i against fur E amies OTHOU, the only good, and great, and wise. Father of men, and Lord of earth and skies, Thine awful silence break ! from heaven's far end In countless myriads see thy foes ascend; Lust, malice, pride, to waste thy kingdom arm ; Fierce swells the tumult, threatening roars the storm ! 2 See from all climes th' embattled nations roll ; A world in arms, and sin th* inspiring soui ! The north and south, the east and west combine ; The prince and slave, the sage and savage, join ; And power, and wealth, and skill, and fraud, unite The host to summon, and to aim the tight. 3 Whate'er ingenious mischief can devise, Or the tongue utter, train'd to arts and lies, Or envy w7ish, or malice fell prepare, Or atheist hope, or bold blasphemer dare, [try, They wish, they hope, they from, they dare, they And sound the trump to combat with the sky. PSALM 84. 179 4 ;- Unite,*' they cry, "our wisdom and our power, w shall the name of God be heard no more; His word through earth become the butt of scorn; His church expire ; in dust his temples mourn ; Lost in eternal night, Messiah lie ; His promise perish, and his glory die." 5 * O thou great God, before whose awful ire The hills dissolve, and seas and skies expire, Bow the high heavens ; make bare th' avenging arm; Awake thy thunders; rouse the sleeping storm; Thy lightnings summon to the dreadful day, Nor leave thy flock to ravening wolves a prey. 6 As empty chaff before the whirlwind flies, In flames to heaven as kindled forests rise; So shall the nations vanish from thine eye ; Their cities sink ; the scattered islands fly ; [fall, The hard rocks cleave : the tottering mountains And death and terror rend the skrinking ball.f 7 Thro* all their deep-laid counsels madness send; Sin their foul source, and misery their end, Amaz*d, overthrown, to guilt a prey forlorn, Of shame the victims, and of truth the scorn, Their tears shall fall ; to prayers their curses turn, And sunk in dust, the wretched remnant mourn. 8 So shall thy kingdom to new glory rise; Thy children flourish in indulgent skies; From shore to shore thy word in triumph run; In every land thy name and praise be one ; And the wide world resound in wondering strains, " Supreme o'er heaven and earth JEHOVAH reigns." PSALM 81. FIRST PART. L. M. Th* Pleasures of Publi Worship OW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are; With long desire my spirit faints, To meetth' assemblies of thy saints. * Isaiah lxiv 1,3. f Rev. xvi. 18 20. 180 PSALM 84. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode ; My panting heart cries out for God ; My God ! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ! 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest ; But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want? 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength ; and thro' the road They lean upon their helper, God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength. Till all shall meet in heav'n at length.; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. PSALM #4. SECOND PART. L. M. Coi and his Church ; or, Grace ami G'ory. GREAT God, attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. % Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. PSALM 84. 131 3 God is our sun. he makes our day ; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow. And crown that grace with glory too : He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, thy sov 'reign sway The glorious hosts of heav'n obey, And devils at thy presence flee ; Blest is the man that trusts in thee. PSALM 84. 1, 2, 3—10. C. M. Paraphrased. Delight in Ordinance* The deadly sentence God repeals, He sends his sovereign word, and heals; 6 Oh may the sons of men record The wond'rous goodness of the Lord ! And let their thankful offVings prove How they adore their Maker's love y 240 PSALM 107. PSALM 107. FOURTH PART. L. M. Deliverance from Stormt aid Shipwreck ; or, the Seaman's Song. WOU L D you behold the works of God3 His wonders in the world abroad ? Go with the mariners, and trace The unknown regions of the seas ! 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favour of the wind ! Till God command, and tempests rise That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a stagg'ring drunkard reel ! 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry ; His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, The furious waves forget their rage ; 'Tis calm ; and sailors smile to see The haven where they wish'd to be. 6 Oh may the sons of men record The wond'rous goodness of the Lord ! Let them their private off 'rings bring, And in the church his glory sing. PSALM 107. FOURTH PART. C. M. Tat Mariner's Psalm. THY works of glory, mighty Lord, Thy wonders in the deeps, The sons of courage shall record, Who trade in floating ships. PSALM 107. 241 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow'ring waves ! The men, astonish'd, mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves. 3 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills, And plunge in deeps again ; Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels, And finds his courage vain. 4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, They pant with flutt'ring breath ;. And, hopeless of the distant shore, Expect immediate death.] 5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ;• He hears their loud request, And orders silence thro' the skies, And lays the floods to rest. 6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, And see the storm allay'd : Now to their eyes the port appears ; There let their vows be paid. 7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land ; Let stupid mortals know, That waves are under his command, And all the winds that blow. 8 Oh that the sons of men would praise The goodn: ss of the Lord ! And those that see thy wondrous ways, Thy wond'rous love record. PSALM 107. LAST PART. L. M. Colonies plaiittd ; or, Nations blest and punish ed. A Psalm for New-England. 1 71 JTHEN God, provoked with daringcrimes; V T Scourges the madness of the times, He turns their fields to barren sand, And dries the rivers from the land. 242 PSALM 107. 2 His word can raise the springs agaiu, And make the wither 'd mountains greeiu. Send show'ry blessings from the skies. And harvests in the desert rise. 3 [Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey, Or men as fierce and wild as they, He bids th' opprest and poor repair, And builds them towns and cities there. 4 They sow the fields, and trees they plant. Whose yearly fruit supplies their want ; Their race grows up from fruitful stocks, Their wealth increases with their flocks. 5 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin, He lets the heathen nations in ; A savage crew invades their lands, Their princes die by barb'rous hands. 6 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn, Wander unpity'd and forlorn ; The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd, And desolation spreads the field. 7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns. Again his dreadful hand he turns : Again he makes their cities thrive, And bids the dying churches live.] 8 The righteous, with a joyful sense, Admire the works of providence ; And tongues of atheists shall no more Blaspheme the God that saints adore. 9 How few with pious care record These wond'rous dealings of the Lord ! But wise observers still shall find The Lord is holy, just, and kind PSALM 108. *43 PSALM 108. L. M. Praise to God for his care of the Church. AGAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, My heart, and all my powers, awake ; My tongue, the glory of my frame, Awake and sing Jehovah's name. 2 Ye saints rejoice ; ye nations hear; While I your Maker's praise declare ; High o'er the clouds his truth ascends ; Thro' earth, thro' heaven his grace extends. 3 O'er heaven exalted is his throne; In every world his glory shown ; The church he loves, his hand shall save From death, and sorrow, and the grave. 4 Ye kingdoms, hear his awful voice ! " In Zion shall my heart rejoice ; " This hand shall all her foes dismay, u And make their scattered strength a prey." 3 " Mine are the sons of Zion, mine Their glory, grace, and truth divine : My sceptre shines in Judah's hands, " And still my strength in Ephraim stands." 3 " My foes to ruin shall be given, " The shame of earth, the scorn of heaven ; " Their eyes shall see my church prevail ; " Their strength shall shrink, their courage fail." 7 O thou, beneath whose sovereign sway Nations, and worlds, in dust decay, Though thy sweet smile has been withdrawn. Thine aid denied, thy presence gone ; 8 Yet wilt thou still with love return ; With duty teach our hearts to burn ; a G 244 PSAXxM 109. Our dying graces, Lord, revive, And bid thy fainting children live. 9 Save us from sin, and fear, and wo, From every snare, and every foe ; And help us boldly to contend, Falsehood resist, and truth defend. PSALM 109. 1—5, 31. C. M. Love to Enemies, from the Example of Christ. OD of my mercy and my praise, Thy glory is my song ; Tho' sinners speak against thy grace With a blaspheming tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth was found ; With cruei slanders false and vain They eornpass'd him around. 3 Their mis'ries his compassion move. Their peace he still pursu'd ; They render hatred for his love, And evil for his good. 4 Their malice rag'd without a cause, Yet with his dying breath He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, And blest his foes in death. 5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine In vain before my eyes ? Give me a soul a- kin to thine, To love mine enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage/ And in my Saviour's name I shall defeat their pride and rage# Who slander a&d condemn. PSALM 110. g45 PSALM 110. FHIST part. L. M. Christ exalted, and Multitudes converted ; or, the Success of the Gosprl. THUS the eternal Father spake To Christ the Son : " Ascend and sit " At my right hand, till I shall make " Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 " From Zion shall thy word proceed, " Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, " Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, " And bow their wills to thy command. 3 " That day shall show thy power is great, " When saints shall flock with willing minds, " And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, " Where holiness in beauty shines/' 4 O blessed Power ! O glorious day ! What a large vict'ry shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. PSALM 110. SECOND PART. L. M. The Kingdom and Priesthood of Christ. 7 I ^HUS the great Lord of earth and sea JL Spake to his Son, and thus he swore : »" Eternal shall thy priesthood be, " And change from hand to hand no more. 2 " Aaron, and all his sons, must die ; " But everlasting life is thine, " To save for ever those that fly " For refuge from the wrath divine. 5 " By me Melchisedec was made " On earth a king and priest at once ; " And thou,my heav'nly Priest, shalt plead, " And thou, my King, shalt rule my sons." £11 246 PSALM 110. 4 Jesus, the Priest, ascends his throne : While counsels of eternal peace, Between the Father and the Son, Proceed with honour and success. 5 Thro' the whole earth his reign shall spread, And crush the powers that dare rebel ; Then shall he judge the rising dead, And send the guilty world to hell. 6 Tho' while he treads his glorious way, He drinks the cup of tears and blood, The suff 'rings of that dreadful day Shall but advance him near to God. psalm 110. c. M. Chriit's Kingdom and Priesthood JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne 5 And near thy Father sit ; In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numrous drops of morning-dew, And own thy sov 'reign grace. 3 God hath pronounc'd a firm decree, Nor changes what he swore ; u Eternal shall thy priesthood be, " When Aaron is no more. 4 " Melchisedec, that wond'rous priest, " That king of high degree, " That holy man, who Abraham blest. " Was but a type of thee." 5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives To plead for us above ; PSALM 111. 247 Jesus our King for ever gives The blessings of his love. 6 God shall exali his glorious head, His loftv throne maintain, Shall strike the powers and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. PSALM 111. FIRST PART. CM. The Wisdom of God hi kis It'orics. SONGS of immortal praise belong To my Almighty God ; He hath my heart, and he my tongue, To spread his name abroad. % How great the works his hand hath wrought ! How glorious in our sight ! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame ! How wise th' eternal mind ! His counsels never change the scheme That his first thoughts design d. 4 When he redeem 'd his chosen sons, He iix'd his cov'nant sure : The orders that his lips pronounce To endless vears endure. if 5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heav'nly skill proclaim ; What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy name ? 6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace- Is our divinest skill ! And he's the wisest of our race Who best obevs thv will. 24S PSALM 111, 112. PSALM 111. SECOND part. C. M. The Perfections of God. GREAT is the Lord ; his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. § Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his cov'nant sure ; Holy and rev'rend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin ; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating ev'ry sin. PSALM 112. As the 113th Psalm. The Blessings of the liberal Man THAT man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law : His seed on earth shall be renown 'd ; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury, And with successive honours crown'd. 2 His liberal favours he extends ; To some he gives, to others lends ; A gen'rous pity fills his mind : Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs, And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd, His glory's future harvest sow'd : PSALM 112. 249 The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root^ revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust 4 Beset with threatening dangers round, Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground ; His conscience holds his courage up : The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. PAUSE. 5 [111 tidings never can surprise His heart that fix'd on God relies, Tho' waves and tempests roar around : Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drown'd. 6 The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations crost : To see their envy, pride and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost.] psalm 112. L.M. The Blessings qf the Pious and Charitable. THRICE happy man who fears the Lord, Loves his commands, & trusts his word: Honour and peace his days attend, And blessings to his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, To works of mercy still inclin'd : He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them, not to be repaid. ©1 * H 250 PSALM 112. 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread That fill his neighbours round with dread. His heart is arm'd against the fear ; For God with all his power is there. 4 His soul, well fix'd upon the Lord, Draws heav'nly courage from his word ; Amidst the darkness light shall rise, To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 5 He hath dispers'd his alms abroad, His works are still before his God ; His name on earth shall long remain, While envious sinners fret in vain. psalm 112. CM. Libtrality rewarded. APPY is he that fears the Lord, And follows his commands, Who lends the poor without reward. Or gives with lib'ral hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need ; So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well-establish 'd mind ; His soul to God. his refuge, flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord ; Honour on earth, and joys above. Shall be his sure reward. PSALM 113. 261 PSALM llo. PUOPER TUNE. The Majesty and Condescension of God- FE that delight to serve the Lord, The honours of his name record — His sacred name for ever bless : Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays, Let lands and seas his power confess. 2 Not time, nor Nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds^ The heav'ns are far below his height ; Let no created greatness dare With our eternal God compare, Arm'd with his uncreated might. 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do, And bends his care to mortal things : His sovereign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door, And makes them company for kings. 4 When childless families despair, He sends the blessing of an heir To rescue their expiring name ; The mother, with a thankful voice, Proclaims his praises and her joys : Let ev'ry age advance his fame. psalm 113. L. M. God Sovereign and Gracious. /YTE servants of th' Almighty King, JL In every age his praises sing : Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. % Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of Majesty; 252 PSALM 114. Nor time, nor place his power restrain, Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare ? His glories, how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view What saints above and angels do ; And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure His grace exalts the humble poor ! Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 6 [A word of his creating voice Can\make the barren house rejoice : Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done ; Faithmay grow strong when sense despairs : Though nature fails, the promise bears.] PSALM 114. L. M. Miracles attending Israels Journey. WHEN Isra'l, freed from Pharaoh's hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes with cheerful homage own Their King, and Judah was his throne.* 2 Across the deep their journey lay; The deep divides to make them way ; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. PSALM 115. 053 3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep, Like lambs the little hillocks leap ; Not Sinai on her base could stand, Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 4 What power could make the deep divide ? Or Jordan backward roll his tide ? Why did ye leap, ye little hills ! And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood Retire and know th' approaching God, The King of Isra'l : see him here ; Tremble, thou earth ; adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns, The rock to standing pools he turns ; Flints spring with fountains at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. psalm 115. L. M. The true God our Refuge; or, Idolatry reproved' NOT to ourselves, who are but dust, Not to ourselves is glory due, 'Tis thine great God, the only just, The only gracious, wise, and true. 2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us, and, to raise our shame, Say, u Where's the God you've serv'd so long ?" 3 The God we serve maintains his throne, Above the clouds, beyond the skies ; Thro' all the earth his will is done, He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 4 But the vain idols they adore Are senseless shapes, of stone and wood : 254 PSALM 115. At best a mass of glitt 'ring ore, A silver saint, or golden god. 5 [With eyes and ears they carve their head ; Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind : In vain are costly offerings made, And vows are scatter 'd in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move, Nor hands to save when mortals pray ; Mortals that pay them fear or love, Seem to be blind and deaf as they.] 7 O Isra'l, make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ; The Lord shall build thy ruins up, And bless the people and the priest. 8 The dead no more can speak thy praise ; They dwell in silence and the grave ; But we shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy power to save. psalm 115. P. M. As the new Tune of the 50th Psalm. Popish Idolatry reproved. A PSALM FOR THE 5th OF NOVEMBER. NOT to our names, thou only just and true, Not to our worthless names is glory due ; Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice claim Immortal honours to thy sov'reign name : Shine thro' the earth, from heav'n, thy blest abode, Nor let the heathens say, " And where's your God ?" 2 Heav'n is thy higher court : there stands thy throne, And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done : Earth is thy work ; the heavens thy wisdom spread ; But fools adore the gods their hands have made ; The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, behold Their silver saviours, and their saints of gokl> PSALM 116. 255 3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears — The molten image neither sees nor hears ; Their helpless hands and (eet can never move, They have no speech, nor though t,norpower,nor love; Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints To their deaf idols, and their moveless saints. 4 The rich have statues well adorn'd with gold ; The poor, content with gods of coarser mould, With tools of iron carve the senseless stock, Lopt frooi a tree, or broken from a rock : People and priests drive on the solemn trade, And trust the gods that saws and hammers made.] 5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd ! 'tis hard to say Which are more stupid, or their gods, or they. O Israel, trust the Lord; he hears and sees, He knows thy sorrows, and restores thy peace ; His worship does a thousand comforts yield — He is thy help, and he thy heav'nly shield. 6 O Zion ! trust the Lord : thy foes in vaia Attempt thy ruin, and oppose his reign ; Had they prevail'd. darkness had clos'd our days, And death and silence had forbid his praise : But we are sav'd, and live ; — let songs arise, And Saints adore the God that built the skies. PSALM 116. FIRST PART. CM. Recovery from Sickness. I LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, And pity'd every groan ; Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord : he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away : Oh let my heart no more despair While I have breath to pray. 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead> 256 PSALM 116. While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplexd my wakeful head. 4 " My God," I cried, " thy servant save, " Thou ever good and just ; " Thy power can rescue from the grave, " Thy power is all my trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove ; Return, my soul, to God thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dried my falling tears ; Now to his praise 111 spend my breath. And my remaining years. PSALM 116. 12, £c. SECOND PART. C. M. Toxvt made in trouble, paid in the Church ; or, Public thanks for private Deliverance. WHAT shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house, My ofTrings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight ! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy carev Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose mo^e ; o PSALM 117. 257 Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. PSALM 117. C. M. Praise to God from all Nations. ALL ye nations praise the Lord, Each with a difFrent tongue ; In ev'ry language learn his word, And let his name be sung*. 2 His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry land : Proclaim his grace abroad ; For ever firm his truth shall stand ; Praise ye the faithful God. PSALM 117. L. M. FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM 117. s. M. THY name, almighty Lord, Shall sound thro' distant lands : Great is thy grace, and sure thy word : Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far bo thine honour spread, And l<>ng thy praise endure, Till morning light and ev'ning shade Shall be exchang'd no more. 258 PSALM 118. PSALM 118. 6—15. FIRST PART. C. M. Diliverancefrom a Tumult. THE Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid, Whate'er the sons of earth may do, Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 Like bees my foes beset me round, A large and angry swarm ; But I shall all their rage confound By thine almighty arm. 4 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice ; . While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice ! 5 Like angry bees they girt me round ; When God appears they fly ; So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze, and die. 6 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; The Lord protects their days : Let Israel tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. PSALM 118. 17—21. second part. C. M. Public Praise for Deliverance from Death. LORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, And rescued from the grave ; Now shall he live, (for none can die, If God resolve to save.) 2 Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill his daily breath : PSALM 118. 259 Thy hand, that hath chastis'd him sore, Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there, The house where all the righteous go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise ; There we have told thee our complaints^ And there we speak thy praise. PSALM 118. 22,23. third part. CM. Christ the Foundation of hit Church. BEHOLD the sure foundation stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, Hc;v glorious is his name ! Saints trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise ; 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wond'rous in our eyes. PSALM 118. 24, 25, 26. fourth part. C. M. Eosanna; the Lord's Day ; or. Christ's Resurrection and our Salvation. THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 260 PSALM 118. 2 To-dav he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th5 anointed King, To David's holy Son ; Help us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. .5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns^ Shall give him nobler praise. PSALM 118. 22—27.. S. M. An Hosanna for the Lord's Day; or, a new Song of Salvation by Chritt. SEE what a living stone The builders did refuse : Yet God hath built his church thereon In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And Avond'rous in our eyes : This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the' glorious day That our Redeemer made ; Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be glad. PSALM 118^ 119. 261 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood : Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thy holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. PSALM 118. 22—27. L. M. An Hosai.nafor (he Lord's Day ; or,