FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY DWMol SOB Sectioa £/3 2-X THE PSALMS,- s> m % A SEP 21 1934 N E \V L Y T A B A P 1 1 R A I ■ i; I) FOR THE SERVICE OF THE SANCTUARY. By JOSEPH P. BARTRUM. DESIGNED CHIEFLY AS A SUPPLEMENT TO SACRED LYRICS IN USE. BOSTON : RUSSELL, ODIORNE, AND COMPANY. 1 8 3 3. Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1833, By Charles Folsom, in the Clerk's office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts . CAMBRIDGE: CHARLES FOL90M, PRINTER TO THE UNIVERSITY. PREFACE. Acquainted with no metrical version of the Psalms combining chasteness of interpretation with an applica- tion to existing manners, and sublimity of language- with a fitness for devotional music, I venture to make an offering to the public, in the hope of supplying a defi- ciency ; or rather with the desire to do so. The oldest version of the Psalms generally known among us by name, is that of Sternhold and Hopkins ; of which it is sufficient to remark, that a couple of stanzas from a single psalm, the 18th, are the oft rehearsed memo- rial of its past existence. To this succeeded the version by Tate and Brady, still in use, still supplying a stanza here, and a stanza there, to fill up the few moments allow- ed to modern lyrics in most of the churches that retain it. Dr. Brown, quoted in TattersalPs edition of Merrick, says of this version all that can be said of it, as a whole: " though not excellent, it is not. intolerable." In their time, the notion doubtless prevailed, that a metrical should scarcely be less close than a prose version ; and for a more strict adherence to the letter, the late Bishop Horsley is said to have preferred Sternhold and Hopkins to Tate and Brady. If such a ground of preference be valid, who does not see, that a metrical version of the Psalms is, in itself, a thing indefensible ? but its invalidity has been long ago, and loudly, decreed, if the voice of the public be of any weight in such a question. From specimens, however, too well known to need enume- ration, it will be universally conceded to Tate and Brady, that had they unyoked themselves from the letter, which killeth poetry as well as some other things, they might have made a version of the Psalms, beautiful for its simplicity, nor less attractive, in the present era, by an air of venerable antiquity. iv PREFACE. To Tate and Brady succeeded Watts, in an increas- ing ratio of excellence. Watts had the inspiration of poetry and piety ; but the taste of the religious public must have been, in his time, still very low; we cannot otherwise account for the coarseness of diction, the harsh elisions, and the general negligence, which many of his effusions exhibit. Watts, too, was bound by the letter ; and has comprehended in his version parts of the Psalms, which, shaped into metre, continue to make a waste of paper and printing ; for rarely, if ever, are they used in public worship He has also exposed himself to an opposite charge ; where he abandons the letter, his interpretations are often in a stile of accommodation, only to be defended under that title of imitation which he has adopted; an imitation, however, at times, not a little dissonant from the original, and seldom productive of advantage, that would not better be supplied by an- other branch of sacred poetry. Yet, be it remembered, this is the observation of one, who would esteem it an honor to sit at the feet of Watts, the poet, long the only poet, of our Israel, many of whose sacred odes will be lasting as the language itself; of Watts, the philosopher, and the devoted servant of truth. Let him, that would judge of the merit of that sacred lyrist, transport him- self to the times, when Sternhold and Hopkins, and the Scotch paraphrasts, when Tate and Brady, at the best, supplied the song to the churches of the living God ; Watts will then stand in his just preeminence, as an improver of the poetry and the spirituality of our lyric service, to a degree, which none that shall follow him will ever equal. Merrick followed next; in him were united the sub- limity of the poet, the refinement of modern taste, and the fidelity of the translator ; and to this last quality it is owing, that he has failed to make, what indeed he ex- pressly disavows any intention of making, a version of the Psalms fitted for general use. His argument appears a singular one in our day ; he could not abandon the laws and language of poetry, to make a version that would be agreeable and useful in public worship. How exceedingly mistaken he was in his estimate of the pub- lic taste, we have a convincing proof, in the constant in- PREFACE. v sertion of many of his beautiful lines, in every selection of religious poetry made for the service of the temple. In a word, had Merrick narrated less, infusing only the religious sentiment conveyed by narrative and ritual in- to his translations : had he generally condensed the lan- guage of the Psalmist, and modernized, to a degree, its application; we should now possess a version of the Psalms never to become obsolete, but with the language in which lie wrote. But he has rendered the Hebrew poet into English, as Dryden and Pope have rendered classics of the Latins and Greeks; few. consequently, or none will be at the pains of looking into a metrical version, for renderings, necessarily If^s accurate, often less beautiful, than in the measured prose of king James's translators, of Horsley, and of Noyes. Other versions, in whole or in part, have been made since Merrick's; an entire one, not less open to objec- tion than some others, occasionally elevated, often in- tolerably pitiful, I had seen long before it occurred to me to make the present attempt; but I have neither possessed, nor seen, any subsequent to Merrick's, since I be^ an my undertaking. Single pieces from others have occasionally passed under my eye ; but with the ex- ceptions now made, I am an entire stranger to all the later versions. A few phrases, indelibly engraved on memory, will supply the only traces of a conformity of expression between myself and others. Similar ideas will, of co xpected frequently, and necessarily, to occur ; but differently, alas ! they may be found least becomingly, habited. To particularize the author's own views. The ver- sions chiefly in use, present, to his mind, more pieces of a prosaic, than of a poetical, character ; poetic diction has been anions the author's chief aims, however short he may have fallen of any preceding exemplar. In every version, perhaps in all the sacred poetry, he has seen, beside irregularities of metre, the fruit of inattention, such distractions are to be found of sentences into dif- ferent stanzas, of clauses into different and independent strains, as to place the sense and the song not seldom in opposition ; he has sought to make a version better ad- apted to musical expression. Without disregarding the a # vi PREFACE. letter, he has given his principal attention to the sen- timent ; in that sentiment, and, where practicable, in the words also of the Psalmist, aiming to exhibit charac- ter in its permanent features: to show to vice its un- changing deformity, its fearful and future retribution ; to virtue, its present, ami its eternal, rewards. On the first point it may be thought, by such as shall be at the pains of looking through this little book, that the author is bound at least to apologize for the intro- duction of a phraseology so different from that in which sacred things have usually been exhibited. Conscious as the author is of his inability to do justice to the poetic character of the Psalms, still he cannot apologize for what, if indefensible, must sternly be rejected. Poetry has its appropriate language; and why should it be ob- jected to any one, that he has used the well understood language of poetry, in versifying a work of the highest poetical, as well as sacred, character ? Is the world for ever to be drivelling over its hornbook? Are we to have a sacred and a secular language, the latter of which, with the exception of a few common places, shall engross all there may be of the sublime and the pathetic, in conversation and composition? Forbid it heaven! Forbid it. ye solemn duties ! ye sublime re- wards! Foibid it. all that can raise man above the dull clods of earth, and rerine his soul for celestial inter- course ! Let the bards of sacred song be allowed access to every means of reaching the heart, which the best writers have employed for a similar purpose : they may then be simple, yet sublime: poetic, without bombast \ devotional, without sanctimoniousness. Whatever we may think of the sentimentality, and the effrontery, of more than one profligate spir'.t. that has cared to ap- proach the harp of Z ion, unawed by its indignai of — ''Procul, procul este. profani ! " it is not the less intolerable, that the high praises of Jehovah should be sung in ditties, not comparable to some modern rhymes for the nursery. A striking feature of the present version will be found, I trust, in its greater fitness for musical expression. To some indeed, music, to wit, not their own, is an abomi- nation : in the words of an old writer of this stamp, it PREFACE. vii is but the piping of brass and tin tubes, sounds without sense. Others, approving of music in religions services, would restrict it to boundaries so narrow, that the ear, and the mind, of man, formed to a love of variety, be- come wearied with the never-ceasing recurrence of the same solemn, and at length lugubrious, sounds. There are, undoubtedly, kinds of music altogether unfit for the temple of the Most High : it would be well for parents to consider, whether much of the music taught their daughters at home, be fit for a tabernacle of the righ- teous. If a taste for music, as too truly is averred, be not unfrequently the ruin of the youth who cultivates it: let him exercise his talent in sacred music alone, and we shall entertain no apprehension of the result in his behalf. Far from the haunts of dissipation, he may rather be expected to increase the enjoyments of home, by an accomplishment that is fitting him, in its measure, for heaven. But to induce young people to cultivate sacred music, we must make it attractive. This has often been done, and notwithstanding all the denun- ciations of the sober and the solemn, will probably con- tinue to be done, by the application of secular music to sacred purposes: and who will seriously contend, that religion, or to use terms less abused, that virtue and piety have suffered by it? I cannot imagine what ra- tional objection exists, to the application of any majestic or plaintive air, not associated with offensive matter, or where such association is generally unknown, to the words of a psalm or hymn. Nay, we will summon all the earth, to the praise of the Lord : and unbelief itself, if needs be, shall do a forced homage in the temple it hates. This Rousseau even now does in the tune called Green- ville. A more ardent cultivation of church music, strict- ly such, will diminish this need : and at length, perhaps, remove it altogether. For a long time our sacred lyrics were confined to the iambic foot, and to an exceedingly limited variety of stanza. The anapestic was doubtless thought pro- fane ; and the trochaic, so peculiarly adapted to the ode, was neglected. The paucity of metres limited the ef- forts of the composer, and banished music, delightful elsewhere, from the precincts of Zion: their sameness viii PREFACE. appearing also to render a variety of tunes unneces- sary, majestic and tender, plaintive and cheerful, sub- jects were chanted forth in the same key. I have by me a book of original hymns, so late as the present century, and of no obscure name, in which the author, himself a composer too, has the following: " N. B. The hymns of similar measures may be sung to the same tune." Again. Because four lines once constituted the sanctioned length of a stanza, we meet with sentences parcelled out between two or more stanzas ; and thus converted, by musical recitation, into nonsense. In this manner, Addison's beautiful pastoral, of a six-line stanza, has been seen severed and quartered ; and his inimitable 19th, of eight lines, m'»y still be seen, in the same collec- tion, thus torn asunder ; to suit what? some prescriptive long metre tune. In the present work, a strict regularity of structure has been observed, wherever it was possible, without sacrificing expression, or injuring the effect of the music itself in pieces and peculiar airs. In no instance, that I am aware of, has a sentence been permitted to lose it- self, and its meaning, in a meander of two or more stanzas ; but when the case required it, a stanza has been formed of six or eight lines ; nor has less attention been paid to the relative pauses of the stanza itself, and their correspondence with the customary pauses of the air. Many paraphrases have been made purposely to correspond with the structure of the peculiar airs as- signed to them ; in others, the correspondence has been incidental. The peculiarity of an air consists in the introduction of rests and repeats within the flow of a strain, rendering it appropriate only to words so arrang- ed, that a musical enunciation of them shall not produce absurd pauses and a separation of syllables. Salem is an example. The adaptation of certain odes in this book to the few pieces mentioned, will be found, it is imagin- ed, not less perfect than that of their respective models. Much has been written of late on the coincidence of metrical with musical rhythm, and the correspondence of emphatic words and sounds. The view I take of the subject, after the experience which I have now had of it, is this : The sacred poet, who expects, or PREFACE. ix wishes, that his stanzas shall he sunjr, should consider, that the accented notes of an air are unchangeable, as regards the composition ; that to give full effect there- fore to the music, every stanza of his ode should rigidly conform to the law of his verse. This being recollected, and no wanton violation of conformity allowed, let him not. in any case, sacrifice sense to sound, nor the music of an idea to an intonation of voice. If one air do not suit the arrangement of his words or syllables, another may ; the very tune to which he is composing", if so engaged, may be neglected or forgotten before his ode shall be given to the public ; a circumstance which has happened to the author in repeated instances, as his book will show. Where tunes are not improperly select- ed with regard to sentiment, or the obvious peculiari- ties before described, the chief source of complaint, of the want of correspondence between the psalm and the song, will be found to be the just license of iambic verse ; a license which ought not to be abandoned if it could, but which cannot be abandoned. The intervention of the dactyle, a thing impossible to be avoided, and the commencing* with a trochee, constitute this license. Nothing prohibits an iambic line from commencing with an accent on the first syllable ; beauty and emphasi3 often require that it should so commence ; the first line especially of a stanza ; and it must be left to the skill of the composer, and to the taste of the performer, to vary the note, or the time, in accordance with this undeniable privilege of iambic verse, or the metres generally known by the names of C. M., L. M., and S. M. After all, when tunes are judiciously selected, incon- gruities arising from this cause are slight ; and absolute remedy there can be none, but in every iambic ode hav- ing its piece, a thing neither attainable nor desirable. The author expects not that the tunes affixed, by name, to his paraphrases, will be taken on his authority ; though he has had able assistance on this head, still the selection has fallen chiefly on himself ; and to make it, he possesses no competency beyond a popular, but an attentive, ear. Let the chorister compare and deter- mine ; if he can make no better choice, it is hoped he will here be directed to one not altogether unsuitable. x PREFACE. He would generally ensure appropriateness, and always save time when it is most needed, by selecting at his leisure, and pencilling down the names of tunes in such hymn or psalm books, as have them not, and by emen- dations of lists in such as have them. In vain, however, will he look for appropriate music, if confined to a single tune-book, large though it may be. Not only are entire subjects omitted in some books, but the differ- ent tastes of different editors, and the consequent vari- ation of editions, may render a tune appropriate in one book which is not so in another. Compare, with this view, London in B. C. and H. & H., and Denbigh, in the same two, with Ps. 117 of this paraphrase. A more general and permanent designation of appropriate airs is intended by the various musical notices accom- panying the psalms. This has been a matter of great perplexity to the author ; and to none, he fears, will appear satisfactorily accomplished, by what some may consider superfluous, others a deformity. On the sub- ject of the change of persons noticeable in this pa- raphrase, he begs leave to observe, that he has, for the most part, followed the responsive manner of the ori- ginal ; in other instances he has been guided by the dic- tates of common sense, as when the tune itself presents a chorus ; in others, by his own ideas of the fitness of the subject, and the opportunity of introducing an agree- able variety. Where no particular part of the harmony is designated, the semichorus may often best be under- stood, as meaning the same with soli ; but wherever the congregation sing, the whole choir should be considered the semichorus ; when not confined, as I have remarked, to a part only of the harmony. With respect, however, to every thing of this kind to be found in his book, he would emphatically add, that it is designed not to con- trol, but to aid ; it is left to the taste, and the convenience, of a choir, to regard these musical notices, or to neglect them, loholly or in part; not less so than to use the book itself. The author would willingly have omitted them all ; but he felt that such an omission would defeat one principal object which engaged him in the work. Much is said also of congregational singing, while nothing is done ; perhaps nothing ever will be done. The author would suggest, that in the present refined state PREFACE. xi of our music, for any thing to be done to purpose, the tune and the hook most be audibly announced by the leader of the choir. He needs only allude to the increas- ed demand for music-books, to be expected from such an annunciation, if it became general ; and he thinks it would lead to a very i:reat improvement of the musical part of our worship. But for persons to sing, who have neither voice nor knowledge of music, is highly inde- corous ; yet it is often absurdly insisted upon as a duty, as if that could be a duty which nature has denied us the power to perform. We may say without qualifica- tion, that the intrusion of another voice, when, by the notation of the music, and the practice of the choir, a solo, duet, trio, or quartetto, is to be performed, is alike impertinent and distasteful. Beside a very few favorite secular airs, one or two from a small collection published for Dr. Worcester's edition of Watts, and one from Gould's Social Harmony, the works from which tunes have been named are the following: The Lock Hospital Tunes, the Bridgewater Collection, the Handel and Haydn Collection, Gould's National Church Harmony, and Zeuner's American Harp. Whatever other books may be in use in a choir, none should be without Mr. Zeuner's. He has given to the service of the church melodies that seem likely to constitute an era in our sacred music, to be compared only with that of the Lock Hospital tunes ; beside airs of a character better suited to a variety of subjects, in- termediate between the cheerful and the plaintive, than are to be found in any former publication. Convinced of the uselessness of introducing narrative, ritual, personal and other allusions, incapable of gener- alization, into a metrical version designed to be sung, I have omitted such passages altogether : but no psalm is left unnoticed. Where a sentiment is expanded be- yond the limits assigned, not by fastidious, but by devout, usage, to the lyrical part of divine worship, those pas- sages only have been paraphrased, which are most expressive and most poetical. In conclusion, let read- er and author unite their prayers, that we may be of the redeemed who shall return and come to Zi n with songs, and with everlasting joy upon their heads : when sorrow and sighing shall for ever flee away ! ABBREVIATIONS, &c. I. denotes the iambic foot, or metre accented on the even syllables ; as, attend. T. the trochaic, accented on the odd syllables; as, tender. A. the anapa?stic, accented on every third ; as, guarantee. It usually begins with an iambic. See Ps. xcv. ver. 2. Choriambic metre has the accent on the first and fourth syl- lables of every four; as, Glory to God ! It usually ends With an iambic foot. See Ps. xlvii. ver. 2. Epic metre comprehends five iambic feet. See Ps. ii. D. denotes a double stanza, or one consisting of 8 lines. Len. is an abbreviation of lento, slow. Dim. of diminuendo, gradually dying away. M. v. stands for mezza voce, moderately, or with ordinary intonation. Grave is used in the sense which it bears in ordinary con- versation ; implying serious and somewhat slow expression. W. C. denotes Select Harmony, or Worcester's Collection. L. H. the Lock Hospital tunes, mostly to be found in some of the books following. B. C. the Bridgewater Collection. H. & H. the Handel and Haydn Society's Collection. M. Mr. Mason's compositions in H. <5c H. G. C. the National Church Harmony, or Gould's Collection. Z. Mr. Zeuner's American Harp. A. L. his An- cient Lyre. Other terms and abbreviations, and indeed some of these, are generally understood, or may be found explained in the tune-books. The editions and new works referred to, without specifi- cation of date, are of the years 1831, 2, and 3, published at Boston. It may sometimes have happened that a date has been specified unnecessarily. The author has taken the opportunity afforded by some blanks left in the last sheet of the principal work, to insert afew scriptural paraphrases, which, for distinction's sake, he has called Sacred Odes. Should they answer no higher pur- pose, he trusts they may add something to the sacred plea- sures of the parlour sabbath-evening. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. The inquirer, if at a loss, is requested to look for a kindred subject. Affliction, Ixxxviii. — improved, cii. pt I. — deprecated, cxlii. Aspiration, dying, ode 3. Atheism and skepticism, xiv. xlvi. liii. Beatific vision, lxiii. Benediction, lxx. ciii. Calamity, general, xxxiv. pt 3. — national, exxvi. Cha- rity, xli. ciii. Christ. See Messiah. Church in affliction, lxxx. lxxxiii. cxix. pt 3. — favored by heaven, lxxxvii. cviii. ver. 2. cxi. cxlvii. — militant, exxix. — victorious, cxlix. Cities ruined, lii. Colonies prospered, cv. Commemora- tion of the righteous dead, ode 4 Confession of sin. xxv. xliii. Consolation, hi. pt 2. Creation, lxxiv. pt 1. Confidence in God, xxvi. xxxiii. pt2. xl. pt 2. lxi. exxi. Death and revival of the just, xxiv. lxxi. pt 3. ode 8. — of the wicked, xxxiv. pt 3. xlix. Dedication, cii. pt 2. exxxii. Divine worship, xxvi. xxvii. pt 1. xlii. lxxxiv. ver. 1. 2. xcv. xcix. c. Doxologies,;//;. 3. 101. 107. 130. 135. 150. 159. I6S. Exile, exxxvii. ver. 2. Ethiopia redeemed, lxviii. pt 3. Faction, lviii. Fear of God. xxv. pt 2. Friendship, exxxiii. ver. 1, 2. — betrayed, lv. God, his works, xix. pt 1. and ver. 2. xxix. xcv. civ. pt 1, •2. — his word, xix. pt 2. — his attributes, xxxiii. pt 1. lxvi. pt 1. — his greatness, xciii. xcvi. civ. cxv. — his goodness, xxxi. ciii ver. 2. cvii. pt 2. cxvii. exxiii. cxl. cxlv. pt 1. — his omniscience, xciv. exxxix. — his reign, xcvii. — his re- miniscence, cvi. — his triumph, xcviii. — his unitv, Ixxvi. lxxxvi. — our shepherd and support, xxiii. xxxiii. Ivii. pt 1. lxi. lxii. lxiii. xci. — the infinite, lxviii. pt 2. Good resolutions, ci. Gospel, annunciation of, ode 7. Gratitude, ciii. »- Happiness of the righteous ; i. — attendant on obedience, lxvii. xcvii. — in God, as contrasted with the world, lxii. Heathen called, c. ver. 2. Heaven, longing after, xxxi. Humiliation, private and public, lxxxi. pt 2. cvii. exxvi. cxliii. Humility, exxxi. Idolatry, exxxv. pt. 2. Immortality, xvi. xxiv. xxxiv. pts 2, 3. xlix. lxxi. pt 3. Infidels and scoffers, i. iv. cxx. In- spiration, ode 2. Judea, lamented, lxxiv. pt 2, 3. lxxix. Judge, the righ- teous, xxx vii. pt 2. Judgment, 1. pt 2. ode 9. Judgments, apprehension of, cxli. Justice, xxxvii. lxxxii. b XIV INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Licentiousness of tongue, xii. Man, his dignity, viii. — his frailty, xix. pt 3. — his fee- bleness, cxxvii. Mariner, cvii pts 3, 4. Marriage, and do- mestic happiness, xlv. cxxviii. Martyr, his complaint and consolation, lxix. cix. Mercy, xiii. lxvi. lxxxix. pt 1. ciii. — supplicated, xxvii. pt 2. cvi. Messiah ; his advent, ii. xcviii ode (3. — sufferings, xxii. pt 1. — resurrection, xxii. — ascen sion, xxiv. ver. "A, and pt 2. lxviii pt 1. — mediatorship, xl pt 1 . — honors and rewards, xxi. xxii pt -. ex. — happy reign lxxii. Morning and evening devotions, lix. xcii. pt 1. cviii exxxiv. Mortality, xxxix. xc. cii. pt 3. ciii. pt 2. Nations, ruined by vice, ix. cvii. pt 5. — preserved by re- ligion and virtue, xlviii. cxliv. New year, lxxiv. Pardon, xxxii. Persecution, iii. vii. xi. cxix. pt 3. Pes- tilence, xxxiv. xci. cvii. Pilgrimage, to Canaan, cxiv. — to heaven, lxiii. ver. 2. cvii. pt 1. Praise, xxxiv. pt 1. Ivm pt 2. lxv. pt 1. xcii. pt l.cxiii. exxxv. pt 1. cxlvi. cxlviii. cl. ode I — a day of, cviii. Prayer, answered, xxviii. Pros- perity, private and public, cvii. cxliv. — deceitful, xxx. lxxiii. pt 1. Providence, xxxvi. lxxvii. pts ], 2. exxiii. — its retributions, ix. pt 2. Religion, tiiumphant over infidelity and persecution, xviii. pt 1. xlvi. xlviii. pt I. — in youth, i ver. 2. xxxiv. pt. 4. — fearlesslv avowed, exxxviii. — anticipated spread of, xlvii. Repentance, xxxviii. Ii. lxxxv. exxx. Revelation, lxxxix. pt 2. cxix. pt 2. Righteous men described, xxxvii. pt. 1. — supported, lvi. cxl. — in old age, lxxi. pt 1. — Righteous and wicked contrasted, i. iv. pt2. xvii. xxxiv. pt 3. Sabbath, v. lix cviii. exxii. Sacramental, xxvi. c. cxvi. Salvation, cxli. Seasons, lxv. pt 2. cxlvii. ver. 2. Sickness, vi. Slander, lxiv. Songster of Zion, lxxi. pt 2. Sorrow, lxxxviii. cii. cix cxlii. Temperance, ci. Tempests, xxix. cvii. pt 3. Tempta- tion and trial, liv. lvi. Thanksgiving, for victory, ix. pt 1. xlvii. ver. 2. lxxviii. xcviii. ver. 2. exxiv. — for religious freedom, lxxxi. pt 1. — for prosperous colonization, cv. — general, xxv. lxxv. ciii. exxxvi. cxliv. — in winter, cxlvii. pt 2. and ver. 2. Tribunals admonished, lxxxii. Tyranny, xxxvii. pt 3. cvii. cxiii. cxlix. Virtue and piety, xv. xcii. pt 2. exxi. exxv. War, xviii. pt 2. xx. xxxv. xliv. Ix. Wicked men, x. Wisdom, ode 6. Worship, acceptable, xv. xcvi. — unaccep- table, 1. pt 1. Youth instructed, i. ver. 2. xxxiv. pt 4. ci. cxix. pt 1. Zion, defended, xlvi. ver. 2. xlviii. pt 2. — forsaken, exxxvii. — restored, cxviii. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Above the hills, above the skies . A cry ! from Libyan shores, a cry ! Afflictions, oft as they betide Ah peoples, nations, why this impious Alas this heart ! by discontent Almighty ! let thy grace . Almighty ! let thy name Amid the heaven of heavens Arise, O God ! in sorrow's cause ! Arise, God ! wake up thy strength ! Arise, God ! with power divine ! Arise, sacred minstrel ! Artless, inexperienc'd, youth ! At home, abroad, how blest Awake, my tongue ! awake, my harp ! Begin, rapt muse, the inspiring lay Be mine, O God ! their peace Benefactor divine ! Blessing, honor, power, and glory Bless ye the Lord, who rove in light Blest mortal, to religion train'd Blest of heaven and earth are they Blest ruler of the radiant zone ! Break forth in song and sacred mirth ! Bring thy tribute, grateful muse ! By floods of guilt o'erwhelm'd Cleaving to the dust we lie Come, all ye who fear the Lord ! Come, children, hear a father's word Come, faithful expectants of Shiloh, your King ! Come, servants ot Jehovah, come ! Come, songsters of the sacred choir ! Come, welcome to the hallow'd dome ! Day of wrath, that day of wonders Defeated and dispers'd our arms Defend our cause, thou righteous God Deliv'rer of my soul from death ! XVI INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Departed sires ! immortal line ! . Descend, celestial spirit ! flame Dread potentate ! whose awful ways . Enthron'd amid the seraphim Eternal God ! what man shall climb Exult, Zion ! sweep the lyre Fair Zion. tell thy monarch's joy Fairest work, Lord ! thy law- Father ! God, my Father ! hearken ! Father ! to thy arms 1 flee ! Felicitous the mind that glows Fly, fly, my soul, to that abode For ever from thy pity cast ! For ever shall my praise arise . Foolish people ! to behold Frail tenants of this changeful scene ! Freedom to Isr'el ! thy chains are no more From earth's remotest climes From heaven, a pitying father sees 'Gainst man should heaven indignant turn Gallant seamen, spread the sail ! Give ear, my God and King ! Give thanks to God ! invoke his name ! Give, ye sons of fame and might Glory to God ! Earth, temple, ring ! God is my hope ! I plead, 1 trust God ! my gracious God ! to thee God of my salvation, hear ! God of nature! let me be God, the God of might and glory Great God ! and can there be . Kail, peoples ! hail your Lord ! Halleluiah ! holy strain Hasten, Lord ! regard my cry ! Heavenly goodness, vast and free ! How good, how joyful, is the peace How just the sentence, clear the truths How long forgotten, Lord ! How shall mortal man repay Humility ! how easy thy commands ! I listen to the busy crowd INDEX or PIRST LINES. XV11 I'll bless the Lord ! his lovely praise . I'll sing thy mercies, my God ! In childhood's gay and thoughtless scene In thee, O God ! our transports rise In Zion. to Jehovah's praise I saw the wicked rise to power I sing the purpose of my heart Is there not a God on high ? I wept! Jehovah saw ! Jehovah be for ever blest ! Jehovah he my praise ! Jehovah! God of battle, rise ! Jehovah here is known Jehovah is my splendent light ! Jehovah reigns ! resistless might Judea dies ! thy heritage Judge of heaven and earth ! to thee King eternal ! crown thy son ! Let God arise in majesty ! . Let others trust an arm of flesh Listen, peoples, while I tell Lord ! thy throne, on justice founded Lov'd resort ! blest habitation ! Mercy, Lord ! my God ! my King ! Misguided offspring of the earth! Morn, O God ! shall hear our voices Mortal, thy Maker praise ! Musing on thy fate, O man ! My counsellor, my God, I bless ! My Father ! chasten not in wrath ! My Father, my eternal stay ! My foes ! how vast the multitude ! My God ! how beautiful the place My God ! I joy to call thee mine ! My God ! the life of man, how brief My God ! thy offspring, and thy care My gracious Lord ! in~thee I trust My heart a blissful theme indites My rock, my fortress, and my tower My shepherd is divine ! My soul, bless the Lord ! My strength in deep distress, my God My voice shall reach the heavens, and claim XV111 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Nature slumber'd in the tomb No God ! the infidel hath said . No pomp of horrid war .... Not for ever, from my trouble Not unto us ! away ye thoughts Now shall mercy shower on Zion ! . blest of heaven, and heaven's high Lord ! O charity ! how fair, how blest! O come, let us sing, let us shout, to the Lord ! O earth, with shouts of joy proclaim Oft in dangers, oft in woes .... O God ! my theme, my earliest song ! O grave, in thy shadows I 'd seek my repose Oh ! from these visions dark and drear O lead me, guide of erring man ! O listen, my God ! to my plaint, while I mourn Omniscient Lord ! from thy bright beam On everlasting justice bas'd O praise the God of heaven ! O praise the Lord supreme ! O praise the name of God most high ! O praise ye the Lord ! Our refuge is a present God ! Our refuge is the Lord most high ! Pants the bounding roe to drink Past the word ! 't is heaven's decree People your plaudits raise ! . Perfection shines in all thy ways Pity, Lord ! a stranger's fears ! Praise, everlasting praise, be given Praise, O men, the King divine ! Praise, O my soul, the eternal King ! Praise the God of our salvation ! Praise the Lord, ye realms ethereal! Praise thy Creator, starry scroll ! Praise to creation's Lord ! ... Piaise to our God, o'er all the earth ! . Praise, ye mortals, your Creator ! Prepare the joyful lay .... Prepare, ye saints, a noble strain Proclaim, proclaim Jehovah, Lord ! Quit, O my soul, thy vanities INDEX OF FIRST LINES. XIX Ransom'd of Jehovah, sing ! . • Realms far remote benighted lands ! Redemption, when erst it appear'd Remembrance ! O what heaviness Religion, Lord ! how few possess! Rise, every grateful thought ! Rise, ye everlasting gates !•••*. Sacred pleasure ! sweet employ ! Sacred tie, that sweetly hinds Save, save a soul forlorn ! Severd by rapine, spoil'd of home Shall heaven be still, when saints complain Shall potentate of regal name Shield me, O Father ! from the proud ! Sing, army of the blest ! .... Sing, muse sublime, some air of heaven ! Sing to thy God ! and let the lyre Sing, ye nations ! shout ye realms ! Slow of heart to understand ! Spirits of light and love ! ... Sublimest joy, to sing the praise Supreme in power and grace Surrounded by celestial guards Swell the chorus :..... Swell the white sails in stately pride . Thanks to a propitious Lord ! The earth is thine ! its varied realms The Infinite ! he reigns supreme ! The just man dies ! he dies to live ! The Lord is my shepherd benign ! The Lord is my strength, and my song ! The Lord of heaven, how great! The righteous as the palm tree stand The steps of righteous men to trace The works of men, a frightful gloom Thee, holy, holy, holy Lord ! . Thine, Lord, is everlasting love Thou art, O God ! from earliest time Thou God, whom 1 serve, deliver my sonl ! Thou hast fled, righteous spirit, our world 1 Thy days, O man. are feeble grass Thy glory. Lord: divinely streams Thy goodness, Lord ! through heaven extends Thy presence; protection, and grace , XX INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Thy tokens, Parent supreme ! Thy works. God ! when I survey To God I utter'd my complaint To God my ofT'ring shall arise To thee, my God ! my gracious Kin 157 11 67 64 1 72 21 161 26 192 140 155 170 194 61 ERRATA. The reader is requested to make the following corrections. Page T, insert the initials A. L. after the tune, Aspiration. 8, erase the comma after the word ansic'rcth, in stanza 2. 30, change the initial, T. in the title, to I. 1G8, change the number of the psalm from 134 to 135. THE PSALMS. 1. T. T. I>. Felicity the portion of the righteous only. Espressivo. i Where shall happiness be found? Heaven replies — O welcome sound ! — Happy who from sin depart, Turn from every treach'rous art ! Who, intent on truth divine. Read by day the hallow'd line 1 : Ponder still the page by night ; Linger o'er it with delight ! o Like the trees in lofty rank, Rising on some fertile bank, Where perennial waters flow, Where no wintry tempests blow ; Verdant shall their leaf remain, Fearless of autumnal stain ; Fruits of virtue they shall bring, Flowers of an unfailing spring. 3 Not the wicked ! they, like chaff, Driven before the stormy blast, Shall the holy concourse fly : CalPd to judgment, they shall die ! All their mightiest works, and ways, Vanish in the fearful blaze. When, from his resplendent throne, God shall make the righteous known ' Bath .Ma/ : H. V U. Zildag: 1 a PSALM 1. VERSION II. C. M. Religion in early life. L'ppressivo. 1 Blest mortal, to religion train'd In youth's unclouded days! Whose lite begins a bright career, In wisdom's pleasant ways ! 2 Creation's mystic roll he scans The Godhead to behold ; And meditates where hallow'd words A providence unfold. 3 By faith refiird, and thought sublime, He stoops not to beguile : Nor counsel holds with impious men. Nor consort with the vile. 4 Like llowers of Eden's happy seats. His virtues ever bloom : His honors from the dust shall rise. And blossom o'er the tomb ! Grave. 5 Not so the wicked ! worthless chaff ! By stormy passions driven ! Their works in judgment are condemn'd. To desolation given ! 6 They perish from the paths of light, Where saints in glory shine : For God will deck the righteous soul With radiance divine ! Litchfield : stanzas 5, 6, to Chester .• Af.. p. 156. Honest ij : Z. PSALM 2. EPIC M. Messiali proclaimed. Maestoso. Solo, tenor. i An peoples, nations ! why this impious rage, Convoking Wily priest, and worldly sage ? Why, rulers, kings, your senseless counsel take, The law of Deity reveal'd to break ! -: From heaven, the high and holy seat, a voice, With more than tempest's, more than ocean's, noise, Declares to man, to monarch, the decree : — ail In Zion one shall reign eternally ! 3 Divinely born, of ancient lineage sprung, His honors shall maintain his title, Son ! To him I giro the earth for his domain ; O'er proudest kings and peoples he shall reign. 4 Like hammers which the sinewy forgers wield, His sceptre breaks whatever will not yield ; Like potsherds crush'd, the rebels strew the ground, Their fame no longer but in fragments found. s Be wise, ye kings! ye lordly states, give ear ! A power, more terrible than princely, fear ! Allegiance to the Son of God proclaim ; For blest are all who trust that sacred name ! Savannah : H. $ H. Hansen : Z. 3. DOXOLOGY. C. M. Thee, holy, holy, holy Lord ! Creation shall adore ! The Saviour's triumph and his word Resound on every shore ! London : B. C. Pcrsis : Z. PSALM 3. The righteous under persecution piai. | ;\i Y foes ! how vast the multitude ! What numbers on my peace intrude ! Deserted of his God ! they say : Behold him now a helpless prey ! 2 Yet thou, O God! art my defence, Assertor of my innocence ! To thee my prayer hath ever risen ; And thou hast heard that prayer in heaven 3 Worn out with toil, oppress'd with grief, Repose conferr'd a sweet relief; I slept ! I 'woke ! nor foe appear'd ! An altar to thy love I rear'd. 4 Let myriads press on me around ! Thy arm can bring them to the ground ! In overwhelming force they trust ; Their gnashing teeth shall bite the dust ! 5 Salvation to the Lord belongs, Redress of my afflictive wrongs ; A persecuting race shall know What blessings mark the just below. Munich, minor : II. §• H. Persecution : Z. 4. PART I. L. M. Scoffers at godliness warned. Grave. i Misguided offspring of the earth, Ye votaries of sin and mirth ! How long shall falsehood rule your tongues, Reproach of virtue swell your songs ? 2 That glory which you dare revile Is blest with Heaven's approving smile ; Yourselves the victims of a ban ; Jehovah's choice, the righteous man I PSALM 4. 5 I Reflect, ye scoffers! stand in awe! Behold the terrors of God's law! Withdrawn the pleasures of the light, Consult the visions of the night! p» 4 When earth in silence sleeps around, Then conscience wakes a fearful sound! — pp. As justice sure, as deep this gloom, Jim. So sure, so dark, the sinner's doom ! Affettuoso. 5 O pay to God the sacrifice Of contrite hearts and holy lives ! Confess your guilt, his mercy claim, Your prayer forgiveness shall obtain ! Blcndon; stanza 4, to Monmouth : H. §• H. Annan : G. C. The Rick Man : Z. 4. PART II. L. M. Contrasted pursuits of the worldly and the godly. Espressivo. i I listen to the busy crowd, Of look intent, and voices loud ; Alas ! the burden of their cry Is earthly good, and vanity ! 9 Irradiate, Lord ! with beams of grace, My prayer shall be, thy servant's face ! Dispel, with everlasting light, The clouds which hide thee from my sight ! 3 My heart shall bound with gladness more, Than e'er they knew, who wealth adore ; My hopes and energies outshine The charms of treasur'd corn and wine. 4 The night shall spread a holy calm, While sleep prepares its soothing balm ; I'll sink to rest ; on thee depend, My heavenly, my unfailing, friend ! Medicay : 11. ^ H. Rameau i Z. 1* 6 PSALM 5. S. M, Sabbath morning. Affl'ttuoso. 1 Give ear, my God and King ! listen to my prayer ! The homage which I meditate, The ofTring which I bear. 2 With this blest morning's light, My early voice shall rise ; Salute the sabbath's glad return With songs and sacrifice. 3 For God abhors the false, The cruel, and profane ; But opens wide his gates to those Who venerate his name. 4 O'erwhelm'd with gratitude For mercies numberless, Thine awful dwelling I approach, The place of holiness ! 5 Before the sanctu'ry 1 worship in thy fear ; Commemorate thine acts of love, And drop the grateful tear. 6 The pious host rejoice To hear the song I raise ; With sympathetic ardor glow, And swell the burst of praise. Froome : H. fy H. Volland : Z. PSALM ft 7 T. 7 & 4. Complaint and consolation under sickness. Plaintive. i Sate, O save a soul forlorn ! View this frame with anguish torn ! Lord ! how Jong ere yet thou spare ? Hear a trembling suppliants prayer ! Great physician ! Let my sorrows be thy care ! 2 Pain embitters cheerful light ; Agony prolongs the night ! Rest ! — I bathe my couch in tears : Day with no deliv'rance cheers; Thy displeasure Rends my anxious heart with fears ! 3 Lord ! thy servant humbly pleads : — Silence cannot praise thy deeds ! Death hath ceas'd to celebrate ; Can the dust commemorate I Father ! save me I Save me for some happier state ■ 4 Cease, ye mockers of my woe ! Cease, ye gushing tears, to flow ! God hath heard my plaintive moan : Soothes my fears, and stills my groan : Peace the foretaste, Heaven ordains my blissful home ! Sicilian : H. o. 1 Tuv works, () God! when \ survey, The azure heaven, the golden ray, The towering cloud, in deep'ning shade, Or ever changing color, laid : The moon's bright pathway when I trace, The planets in their distant race ; Lord ! what is man ! amaz'd, I cry ; Unwortln of thy care! I sigh. 1 Set man, the progeny of dust, So feeble, fleeting, and unjust, In honor next to angels plac'd, With large dominion thou hast grac'd ; Created lord of all below, Thy works to rule, thyself to know : Nor doonvd in earth's dull cares to stop, His hopes the bright expanse o'ertop. 3 Transcendent name of God most high ! It tills the earth, it rends the sky ! In thunder shakes the universe, While lisping tongues its praise rehearse : Appall'd, the atheist dreads that name ; The bold blasphemer sinks in shame ; His daring arm in ruin crush'd, dim * Each impious breath to silence hush'd ! Mtrton : B. C. Addison : H. £ H. Thro' evry age : Z., p. 334. The last line of the 2J stanza will require a varied expression of the last strain in Z. 10 PSALM 9. PART I. L. M. Deliverance from public enemies. Con spirito. i In thee, O God ! our transports rise, For gladness now hath banish'd sighs; Thy arm maintain'd the glorious fight, And shining hosts are sunk in night ! 2 Thou enemy, whose savage pride O'er wasted cities thought to ride ! Thy pomp and pride are overthrown, Destruction ended in thy own ! Maestoso. 3 The Lord our God for ever reigns, Injustice he assigns to chains ; Upon his throne, in awful state, Sits equity inviolate ! 4 Asylum of the weak oppress'd, Our refuge and eternal rest ! Who know thee, shall fresh courage take ; Who seek thee, thou wilt not forsake 1 5 Sing praises unto Zion's God, Declare his wondrous acts abroad ! Attentive to the cry of woe, His pity lays the oppressor low ! Pilesgrove, H. V H. Stoncjield : G. C. Pacr : 7 9. PART II. L. M. The retributions of Providence. AfFettuoso. Deliv'rer of my soul from death, Thy praise shall rise with every breath ! Within the temple of thy choice, In thy salvation I'll rejoice. PSALM 9. 11 I What snares unrighteous men have laid, What promises soo'er betray'd : Engulph'd in their own dark device. They tall, themselves t ho sacrifice! 3 The judgments, Lord ! which thou hast shown, Have made thy name and terrors known! Beneath affliction, hope may tail : Yet justice shall at length prevail I Grave. 4 Thy late, O sinner, is reveal'd ! Impenitent, thy doom is seal'd ! Ye nations who regard not God, In ruin shall ye feel his rod ! 5 Insulted heaven ! let storms of power Upon the haughty spirits lour ! Reduce those fancied gods to men, Those lord lings to their dust again ! Winchester : H. &■ H. Persecution : Z. 10. L. M. The wicked. Grave. i What tongue the wicked can describe ? What language paint the impious tribe ? Whose rugged temper cannot how. Whose hearts no thought of God allow ! -2 Compassion visits not their breast ! They spoil the stranger, the distress'd : Their songs rapacity applaud. And violence for glory laud. 3 Nefarious in word and deed, Nor law, nor sacred pledge, they heed : Opponents are their very scorn ; To ills, they boast, were we not born. 12 PSALM 10. 4 Their pleasure is, reproach and lies ; Their lips are swolPn with vanities ; In twilight's pale obscure they prowl, And slake their thirst for vengeance foul ! o Contempt and folly would persuade — The eye of God we may evade ! Thick clouds and darkness intervene ; Our crimes nor will, nor can, be seen 1 6 But God hath seen, and will requite, The envenom'd tongue, the cruel spite ; That earth-born race to earth he '11 tread, And bring their deeds upon their head ! Annan : G. C. Sodom : 11. C. M. Confidence under persecution. Affettuoso. i My gracious Lord ! in thee I trust, Nor heed the timid breath, p- That whispers : — Quick ! on wings away ! The air is big with death ! mv. 2 When truth and justice are profan'd, What can the righteous do ? — f- Jehovah tills the throne of heaven ! The Lord is just and true ! mv. 3 Their faith and virtue to refine, The righteous oft he proves ; But violence, and base design, He far away removes ! f - 4 Dread storms of indignation quench The fury of the proud ! A sweeping tempest drowns the voice In menace heard aloud ! PSALM 11. I* mv. 5 The Godhead its own image loves, And goodness will reward : Its ej e observant cannot cease The righteous to regard. Canterbury : 11. v //. JVSmmA .• Z. 12. L. M. Licentiousness of tongue. Grave. i Religion, Lord ! how few possess! Extinct almost is faithfulness ! While vanity consumes the hours, And flattery exhausts our powers ! 9 With pain- I seek the candid mind; The double heart and tongue I find : Each manly virtue disappears, Servility betrays her fears. 3 Anon, defiance, discontent, Break forth in language insolent : — What being dares arraign our speech, And moderation fain would teach ? 4 Are not our lips our own ? a right, By nature boundless, infinite ? — To honor or degrade, at will, Your men of probity and skill ? 5 Indignant at their lordly tongues, Atrocious insults, cruel wrongs, Will I arise, saith Deity, To rescue from the enemy ! 6 The chosen few, who still maintain Of truth and love the holy flame, Preserv'd amid an evil race, Shall dwell in everlasting peace ! mils : H. V H. Sodom : Z. 2 14 PSALM 13. S. M. Appeal to the divine mercy. Plaintive. i How long forgotten, Lord ! An exile must I sigh ? How long wilt thou conceal thy face ? Until thy suppliant die ? 2 In soul-consuming thoughts The hours and days drag on ; While memory past ills explores, And fancy, ills to come. 3 My God ! I supplicate Acceptance of my prayer ! Some cheering ray shed o'er these eyes Fast sinking in despair ! 4 My enemies would boast — The vict'ry is our own ! With open mouth would they exult ; — His footsteps are o'erthrown ! 5 Yet mercy still I ask, In mercy I confide ! No ! never will I Heav'n distrust, But still in hope abide ! 6 My heart anticipates The praises of my tongue, When thy returning smile shall calm The sighs from anguish wrung ! Dunbar : H. §• H. Pisidia : Z. PSALM 14. 15 The atheist (■r;i\''. i Great God ! and can there be, Of man's distinguished race, Who, senseless and ungrateful man! Deny thee to thy face ! \ Abominable brood ! Base, grov'ling sons of earth ! Omniscience cannot one discern Possessing aught of worth I i Infatuate, they think The righteous to devour ! Their only aid is heaven, they laugh; An air-erected tower ! What time they prov'd their strength Against the saints of God, The atheists were compelled to own His being and his rod ! ▲ffettoMo. Salvation ! when shall earth The heavenly gift embrace ? Then Zion, far rite of the skies, Shall gladden all our race ! Thcssalia i IT. V B. MkeiM i Z. 15. L. If. The acceptable worshipper. Maestoso. Solo, tenor. i Eternal God ! what man shall climb, With arduous step, thy hill sublime I What mortal here with thee reside, Immortal in thv heavens abide ? 16 PSALM 15. Semichorus. 2 That glory shall the victor gain ; Let him first toil, who hopes to reign ; The living faith, the soul sincere, Must consecrate the worshipper. 3 A ray of heaven, his justice shines, And spreads his fame in fairest lines ; His bounty like the dew distils, To mitigate life's numerous ills. 4 Unbending truth upon his tongue, Dwells free from malice, free from wrong ; His plighted faith he '11 ever keep, His censure guilt alone shall weep. 5 Foe to all vice, religion's friend, Extortion loath'd, the bribe contemn'd, No honors to subservience vile, No gains, allure, on sin to smile. Chorus. 6 Amid the storm and whirlwind dire> Amid the flood, amid the fire, Amid the wreck of worlds, secure,. His virtue, and his crown, endure I. Park Street : H. §~ H. Innocence : Z+ 16. C. M. The hope of immortality. AfTettuoso. i My Counsellor, my God, I bless ; His words are truth and light ; His still small voice, when nature rests, Instructs my heart by night. 2 Where'er I roam, where'er I dw T ell, I still contemplate God ; And nothing fear ; for earth and hell Obey his potent nod. PSALM 16. 17 i Fail dwelling-place! a paradise Mv sweet abode is made ; And, past these bounds, my hopes arise To scenes thai never lade. i While gladness heaves my swelling breast. To him my -pirn flies ; Within his arms I 11 sink to rest, When flesh, when frailty, dies. 1 No dark abyss can e'er detain My spirit from on high ; Thy b >ly one, O God! shall reign, In bliss eternally ! 6 Thyself wilt happiness reveal, Immortal lite bestow : With thee, delight shall sorrow heal, And peace for ever flow ! E x etc r, peculiar \ II beloved, peace ! Monmouth : H. V H. Aloicctti : Z., p. 26. 18. PART. II. L. M. The righteous warrior. Con spirito. i Perfection shines in all thy way-, O God ! to claim our highest praise ! Thy words are tried ; without compeer, Thou rulest in the heavenly sphere ! 2 By thee upborne, my feet shall leap The mound, and scale the lofty keep 1 These hands, with more than mortal force, Shall stay the rider in his course ! 3 Salvation is the warrior's shield ; The bow of steel to faith shall yield ! The foe, discomfited, pursu'd, By arms divine shall be subdu'd ! 4 Jehovah lives ! his people's rock ! That fears nor time, nor storm, nor shock ! Deliv'rer ! thy support 1 '11 bless; Thy own the victory confess! 5 The world shall hear my grateful song, My thanks be paid the saints among ; Well pleas'd, I'll trace thy providence, Thy mercy, and munificence ! Putnam. H. V H. Adoration: Z. 20 PSALM 19. PART I. T. 7. God manifested in his works. Maestoso. i Is there not a God on high ? J Ask yon bright and beauteous sky I Stars, instruct us as ye shine, Whence your radiance benign, 2 Say, what potentate of space Speeds the planet in its race ? Bids the glorious orb of day Gild with light the ethereal way ? 3 Who the mechanism plann'd ? Whose the forming, guiding, hand ? — • Ask thy consciousness, O man, What but mind can form a plan ? 4 What but an almighty force Can sustain an endless course ? Bind, in an eternal chain, Earth to the celestial train ? 5 Sense they have not ; all are dumb ; Blind they wander, silent come ; Whence the spring of their career. Who the Former of the sphere ? 6 Search thy inmost thoughts again ; Hear the voice of heaven in men ! — Thine, O God of glory ! thine, Power almighty, skill divine ! Latrobe : Z. PSALM 19. 21 TAUT II. T. 7. Excellence of God's law. osp. i Fairest work, O Lord! thy law Fills a trembling world with awe ' Changeth the untoward hearts, Wi-dom to the tool imparts. 2 Charms of vice thy tear withstands ; Just and good are thy commands ; All thy statutes, Lord ! are right, Source of every pure delight. 3 Not the gold from Ophir's mine Can compare with truth divine ; Nor its sweetness, lost, atone — Honey trickling from the comb. 4 Counsel its monitions give, How to die, and how to live ! Hold its precepts in regard, Life and bliss are thy reward ! Nelson: G. C. Leo Hassler ; major: Z. 19. PART III. T. 7. Human frailty. e«p. i Who, of man's imperfect race, Shall endure his Maker's face ? Who his errors can explore, Secret faults can number o'er ? 2 Cleanse me, Lord ! from every sin, Dark deceit conceal'd within ! Vice, and its polluting stain, Bold presumption, lawless gain ! 3 Kept by thine all powerful aid, Firmly shall my soul be stay'd : Passion's tyranny expire, Holiness my bosom fire. 22 PSALM 19. 4 Form my heart entirely thine, Every thought and word benign ! Grateful then my prayer shall rise, Strong Redeemer ! to the skies ! Norwich : M. Kreutzer : Z. 19. VERSION II. C. M. Glory of God in the heavens. Maestoso. 1 Thy glory, Lord ! divinely streams Upon the opening eye, When morn, array'd in crimson beams, Hath ting'd the eastern sky. 2 When eve puts on her sable hue, Thy handy work is seen, In fires that pierce the deep'ning blue, And deck the night serene. 3 The sun, by thee in splendors drest, Attends earth's rapid way ; Reclining now on ocean's breast, Then gilding new born day. 4 Where orb on orb inflame the sphere, Enthron'd beneath thy feet, He rules, and rolls, the circling year, Sheds light, and living heat. Solo, soprano ; pp. 5 No voice is heard, no sound is made, No lips in praise have sung ; But movements, silent as the shade, Inspire a mortal tongue. All. 6. Thus day to day, o'er all the earth, Thus night to night proclaims, In language ceaseless as their birth, The Lord, our Maker, reigns ! Sohcay ; peeuliar : B. C. Morning Prayer : Z* PSALM -20 SI c. iff. Anns in ■ righteous canso. M itoto. i Jehovah ! God of battle, rifle ! To conquest forward i r <> I With dreadful portents from the skies Arre.-t the impetuous foe ! *2 Save, Lord! the guardians of our weal, Their country's flower and might ! With courage arm, and glittering steel, To dare the vent'rous fight ! 3 Thy church the blessing supplicates ; Accept her earnest prayer ! A nation, for her sons, entreats Thy mercy and thy care ! 4 Behold ! our banners in the name Of Isr*el's God we raise ! The waving silk, the purple flame, Reflect Jehovah's praise ! 5 The martial horse let others boast, And count the num'rous sail ; Be God with our embattled host, In vain the oar and mail ! F. 6 He hears ! he saves ! the King of kings Will answer virtue's call ! To her, just heaven the triumph brings : Her adversaries fall ! Victory: G. C. Joshua. Z. 24 PSALM 21. Messiah crowned. Dolce. i Fair Zion ! tell thy monarch's joy In realms of light above ! Let Christ, the king, thy song employ, And crown him with thy love ! 2 Declare, if thought the heights can scale Of that sublime abode, What honors his within the veil ; And crown him Son of God ! 3 Effulgence brighter than the day Confounds the tongue of strife ; Eternal ages roll away, And crown him Prince of Life ! 4 The vision of the Holy One, A kingdom never mov'd, Reward the obedience of the Son, And crown him well belov'd ! 5 No enemy creates alarm, No dark conspirator ; Subdu'd, they feel his potent arm, And crown him conqueror ! 6 Messiah's God! thyself exalt, In splendors all thy own ! Our praise shall rend the empyreal vault, And crown thee God alone ! Tlshury ; peculiar: B. C, ed 1826. December: G. C. Exhortation : Z. PSALM 22. '25 PART I. T. B, 7, Ac 4. Messiah's passion. Plaintive ; .-oil. pp. i Father ! God, my Father, hearken I 'T is a son who cries to thee ! Why, my God! am I forsaken, Victim, sacrifice, to be ? Father ! Father ! Why hast thou forsaken me ? I View this tender frame distorted, Mangled brow, and weeping veins ! Rack'd and torn, my limbs, disjointed, Are soffiis'd with crimson stains ! Pierc'd and fastened, Throb my hands, my feet, with pains ! 3 Father ! God, my Father, hearken! Why hast thou forsaken me ? Ah ! these woes creation darken ! Father ! I ascend to thee ! It is finish'd ! dim. Spirit! to thy Father flee ! ail 4 Thus in sacred lore was written. Thus endur'd the Saviour dear ! Sinner ! o'er the Lamb once smitten, Canst thou yet refuse a tear ? For thy pardon, Came he sufPring, dying, here ! Solo : 5 Finished ! said the dying Saviour : a11 - Finish'd! through creation rang ! p- Finish'd now redeeming favor ! c Finish'd ! the archangel sang ! p. It is finish'd ! Finish'd all for guilty man ! Sicilian; stanzas 4, 5,to Calvary: B. C. VitrUmg : Z. 3 26 PSALM 22. PART II. T. 7. Messiah's recompense. Dolce. i Wipe away the flowing tear ! Saints, dismiss your every fear ! Sorrow now be turn'd to praise ! Love to lofty wonder raise ! a Saw ye not your suff'ring Lord ? Heard ye not his dying word ? Salem's mystic veil it rent ! To the throne of God it went ! 3 There, how rapt'rous was the voice ! Earth redeem'd ! the heav'ns rejoice ! Live for ever ! said the King ; My redeem'd to Zion bring ! 4 Now before the throne he lives ! Homage to his Father gives ! 'Mid the high celestial throng, Man's redemption is the song ! 5 Now, to earth's remotest ends, Ministers of grace he sends ; Peoples, prostrate in the dust, Rise, and in Jehovah trust ! 6 Generations yet unborn Shall Messiah's reign adorn ; Gift of the Almighty bless ; Turn to heaven and holiness. Nuremburg : H. fy H. Beethoven : Z. PSALM 23. 99 Zion's pastoral. 1 1..' 1 My shepherd is divine ! Hia happy Hock lie leads, Where softest rivers flow, Where bloom the verdant meads. Thev know not want ; they find repose On flow'ry banks, when summer glows, 2 My roving feet would stray From this delicious scene ; And quit, for lands unknown. These pastures fair and green ; He brings me back, to bless his fold ; The victim frees, a captive sold. 3 Surpris'd on life's dread verge, Enthrall'd in death's deep gloom,. The presence of my God Shall make the night as noon ! No ill I fear, supplied his staff, And guidance through the dreary path ! 4 With viands exquisite My table God hath spread, In sight of enemies Whose hopes denied me bread ! My crown with joy he makes to shine, My flowing cup with gen'rous wine 1 5 His mercy, all my hope, I view on every side ! His bounty, copious stream ! Will ever near me glide ! And, earth exchang'd for realms above, Awaits me there eternal love ! Albion Chapel; peculiar : B. C\, ed. 1626. Scbastc Bach : Z~ 28 PSALM 23. VERSION. II. A. 8. D. The heavenly shepherd. AJfettooso. i The Lord is my shepherd benign ! No want shall distress me, nor woe ! He leads me to pastures divine, By rivers that peacefully flow ! Ah ! tempted too often to stray, He rescues from error and sin ; Restores me to virtue's bright way, A crown everlasting to win ! 2 Where terrors of darkness impend, And dangers encompass the ground, His staff shall my footsteps befriend, His presence illumine around. Not death's gloomy vale shall alarm, Nor sever my soul from her Lord ; His angels will screen me from harm, My faith can repose on his word ! 3 Let wickedness murmur and hate ! My table his bounty hath spread ! Fair competence smiles at my gate, Felicities shower on my head ! With blessings the choicest of time, His goodness encircles my days ; Reserv'd is a hope more sublime, Eternity spent in his praise ! Uxbridgc. Arnc ; TV. C. Wanworih : H. Sf H. Sharon : G. C. PSALM 24. 29 C. M. \M '•••nsioii of a righteous spirit to heaven. Baauehomfl« 1 The earth is thine, its varied realms Are thine, almighty Ciod ! Sustained by thee, it spurns the sea, And rises o'er the tlood. 9 Bui who, its busy tribes among, To Zion shall ascend ! T is he who spurns the lure to wrong, Whose steps to virtue tend. 3 'T is he who makes celestial truth His early, only, guide; Whose thoughts from folly are estrang'd, From sin are purified. 4 His blessedness the Lord hath seal'd, A title to the skies ; His righteousness, to earth reveal'd, To heaven's bright orb shall rise. CHORUS. L. M. 5 Lift your strong barriers, gates sublime, Ye portals of eternal day ! Speed, speed, thy wing, slow-moving time ! Receive a king in bright array ! 6 Who is the royal claimant ? tell ! He comes triumphant over sin ! Fought was the mortal combat well! Portals of bliss, receive him in ! Litchfield : H. 9f H. For the chorus, tiro last staves in Ckeskumi: L H. For the C. M. Loitis Chant ; for the Chorus, Israel: Z. 3* 30 PSALM 24. VERSION II. T. &, A. 8, 6, & 5. Messiah's ascension. Dolce. i Unfold, ye everlasting gates, Bright portals of the sky ! Abase your strong bands \ A sovereign demands Admission to glory on high ! Semichoius. 2 One only sovereign we obey, One Deity adore ; The world, by him made, In ocean he laid ; Nor heeds it the billow's loud roar. 3 Its wealth and wide domain are his, Eternity and time ; Who then shall ascend To heaven, and defend A right to these regions sublime ? 4 The pure in heart, the just, the kind, The true in word and deed ; Resign'd to God's will, His law to fulfill, Though nations to falsehood recede ! 5 Within this holy place shall stand The image of his God ! Say, heralds, what king, What claim doth he bring, These arduous heights who hath trod? a11 6 'T is God's own son ! the prince of life Admittance asks to dwell ; Messiah his name, By conquest his claim, Redeemer from death and from hell ! BctkUhtm > or Christmas : L. H. PSALM 24. 31 PART II. T. 7. Inrwiiih'i ascension. M u • i Risk, ye everlasting gatefl ! Lift your harrier- ! k>, aw aits ! Blooming in immortal youth, One, adorn'd with grace and truth ! Sernichoras ; soprano. 2 Who shall claim admittance here, Daring to ascend the sphere ? Whence he comes, arid wherefore, tell ! Hath he conquer'd death and hell ? All. 3 Rise, ye gates of endless bliss! Radiant portals ! lo ! it is, 'T is the conqueror of death! Hell resigns its pois'nous breath ! Semichoru9 ; soprano. 4 Who, once more high heav'n demands. Waiting at this portal stands ? Comes he of celestial line, Son of God, by gift divine? Solo ; tenor. 5 Rise, O rise, eternal gates! Christ, the Lord's anointed, waits! ail Conqueror of death and sin, King of glory ! enter in ! Aberdeen : G. C. Leuthard's or Telemanns chant i Z. 25. PART I. C. M. Sin confessed, and pardon sought. Plaintive. i O lead me, guide of erring man, In truth's delightful way! On thee I wait, to thee aspire, With every dawning day ! 32 PSALM 25. 2 My youthful sins, maturer crimes, From thy remembrance blot ! Let mercy, for thy own name's sake, Behold me without spot ! 3 Supreme benevolence is thine, The penitent to cheer ; In wisdom to instruct the meek, And teach the world thy fear. 4 Oppress'd with guilt, tremendous load ! Thy mercy I implore ! Reliev'd by goodness infinite, That goodness I'll adore ! Windsor : H. ^ H. Ungelenk : minor : Z. 25. PART II. C. M. Advantage of fearing the Lord. Affl-ttuoso. i Thine, Lord I is everlasting love, And overflowing grace, To all who venerate thy word, Thy statutes who embrace ! 2 Shall mortal consecrate to thee, With filial fear, his powers? His name shall be prolong'd on earth, And tranquil be his hours ! 3 The paths of pleasantness and peace, To him thou makest known ; The light of virtue shall direct His footsteps to thy throne ! 4 No terrors shall becloud his hope, Within thy covenant blest ; The friendship of a God shall be — His everlasting rest ! Clarendon : H. fy H. Ungelenk ; major t Z. PSALM 2f>. 33 T. 7. Confidence of a sincere worshipper. Sacramental AJfotttKMO. i Judge of heaven and earth! to thee, From the proud and false, I flee : Prove my ways, and try my heart! Conscience, if defiTd, will smart ! 2 Innocence is my desire, Holiness, celestial fire ! Pure to pay the solemn vow, Humbly at thine altar bow. 3 There I sing aloud thy deeds, There my soul for mercy pleads ; There redemption I obtain ; Mercy there, and pardon, reign! 4 Lord ! thy temple I have lov'd, Every rite divine approv'd ; Where thy honors find abode Zealous, I have sought my God ! 5 Far from sinners be my lot, In the palace or the cot ! When mortality shall cease, Endless be my glad release ! 6 Then array'd in righteousness, Shall my soul thy mercy bless; Then, with all the host above, Join to praise redeeming love. Fairfax : G. C. Pilgrims Chard : Z. 34 PSALM 27. PART I. L. Iff. Desire after the sanctuary. Affettuoso. i Jehovah is my splendent light, My safety, ornament, and might ; Defence and guardian ever near, What power of mortals need I fear ? 2 In this against surrounding hosts, Against their wild, infuriate boasts; When horrid war my peace hath rent, In this will I be confident. s One thing supremely I desire ; — - Within thy temple to inquire ; To one, O God ! my wishes tend ; — With thee my happiest days to spend. 4 Yea, should affliction overwhelm, Should death enlarge its gloomy realm, Thy sanctuary's safe recess A refuge opens from distress. 5 Amid a world of strife and woe, Salvation there, and peace, I know ; While joy inspires the grateful song, And themes celestial tune my tongue ! Rothicell ; peculiar: B. C. H.ller , 'Zi. PART II. L. M. Appeal to the divine compassion. Plaintive. i My God ! thy offspring, and thy care, Implores a refuge from despair ! Wilt thou not hear and answer me ? Denied must thy sweet presence be ? PSALM 27. :r> I No! sooner shall a father's love, A mother's bosom, faithless prove! Though natun\ friendship, love, betray, Divine compassions ne'er decay ! 3 Shine, Lord ! upon thy servant's path ! Disperse the storms of human wrath ! Beneath the gentle ray of peace, Direct my way to happiness ! Hebron i IL If H. Dublin i G. C. Distress : Z ZO. C. M. Prayer answered. AAetti i My Father, my eternal stay ! Attend, while I complain ! Nor wrapt in silence, disregard A suppliant's mournful strain ! : Thy frown might shake the universe ! Xeo-Jected I expire ! Canst thou a worshipper disdain. Who burns with holy fire ? 3 Be this the fate of wickedness, On direful mischief bent ! Who dare creation's Lord deny, Uprooted be their tent ! 4 But God will hear, and answer me. In providence and grace : My heart confideth in his love : With songs I 11 seek his face. 6 Salvation, Lord! and strength divine. On thy redeem'd bestow : With food sustain, with vict'ry cheer, While militant below ! Stephens : H. A - H Supplication ■ Z 36 PSALM 29. T. SIX LINE Deity manifested in the elements. Maestoso. i Give, ye sons of fame and might, Glory to the Infinite ! Potentates, your homage bring! Hail him, universal King ! Worship in his courts sublime ! Praise him, all of every clime ! a See him in the forky flash, Riving earth with fearful crash ! In the drop-descending rain, Torrents deluging the plain ! In the swelling of the seas, Lash'd and rifted by the breeze ! 3 Voice of heav'n ! frail natures shrink ! Quir'ring on destruction's brink ! Hear it sigh the groves among ! Forests then are hurl'd along ! Tremulous, the mountains shake ! Loud the lofty cedars break ! 4 Feel it when sirocco glows ! Death the fervid torrent blows! Streaming fires the desert trace, Man, and all his works, efface ! Hosts expiring strew the land ! Whirlwinds toss the funeral sand ! 5 'T is the Lord ! his sovereign voice Moves the flood, or stills its noise ; Calms the tumult of the soul, Bids the storm of conscience roll! Cheers the righteous, to await Bliss of an eternal state ! Turin; peculiar: L. H. ; the last four strains of the air are, alternately v. and f. Maurcr : Z. PSALM 30. '*? L. M. Prosperity deceitful. Mm -toso. 1 Prepare, ye saint-, a aoble strain, To celebrate Jehovah's fame! In sweet remembrance of his love, O render thanks to God above ! a J J is anger but a moment burns; His mercy smiles, and life returns; Though sorrow cloud the night with tears, A blissful morn dispels our fears. Soli. Minor. 3 Prosperity, delusive mien ! Had rear'd her mount, array'd her scene ! Elate, upon the height I stood, Nor storm foresaw, nor rising flood ! 4 Ah ! woful change ! thy favor lost, On life's tempestuous ocean tost, By pain subdu'd, o'erwhelmed with grief, In cries and prayers I sought relief. 5 Omnipotent ! canst thou delight In exiles to the shades of night ? Thy truth can dust and death rehearse. Thy wonders, to the universe ] All. Major, 6 Cease, mourner ! heaven replied, to weep ! No more that garb of sadness keep, Let hope relume her beauteous form, And joy thy countenance adorn ! 7 Nor death, nor dust, nor waning star, Nor worlds dissolved, my praise shall bar 1 Thy powers in silence shall not lie, But range a blest eternity ! AngeVs Hymn, and for stanzas 3, 4. 5, Dublin : G. C. Transitntness; major and mhwr • Z. 4 38 PSALM 31. T. 7 & 4. Weariness of earth, and longing for heaven. Plaintive. 1 Heavenly goodness ! vast and free ! Flowing from eternity ! Hide me in thy secret place ! Wrap me in thy blest embrace ! Shield, O shield me, Brightness of redeeming grace ! 2 Earth a dreary waste appears ; Sighs and cares consume my years ; Now forgotten as the dead, On the gloomy verge I tread ; Light celestial, Shine upon this drooping head ! 3 Strength and solace of my heart, Thou canst soothe the rending smart ! All my times are in thy hand ; Bear me from this weary land ! Take, O take me ! Lord ! I fly at thy command ! 4 Faint not, pilgrim, on the way ; 'T is the toil of one short day! Sons of virtue, courage take ! Deity your portion make ; Hail his coming ! Morning soon shall on you break ! Barbary : Sicilian : B. C. Wicklow : H. $> H. ed. 1829. Aspiration : .4. L. PSALM 32. :39 S. M. Pardon on repentance. Plaintive. Bti mine, O God ! their peace, Whose Bins are cover'd o'er ; A\ hose hearts, in guileless penitence, Abide at mercy's door ! i While proudly I suppress'd Confession of my guilt, Affrighted conscience, in remorse, Thy indignation felt. 3 Acknowledg'd and deplor'd, Forgiveness I obtain'd ; Repentance pardon brought from heaven, And hope, and peace, regain'd. 4 With pity thus are blest The righteous, when they fall, Though justice threaten to o'erwhelm, Yet mercy hears their call. 5 The flood shall not engulph, The flame shall not devour ; Thro' trouble, and thro' storm, they 're borne, In that terrific hour ! 6 Then turn not from reproof, But will to reason bend ; Lest, prone and stubborn, like the brute, Unpitied be thy end ! Yarmouth : H. V H. Latria : Z. 40 PSALM 33. part i. s. m. Power the instrument of divine benevolence. Maestoso. Semichorus. i Sing, army of the blest! Ye righteous band, rejoice ! Let praise, your just, your joyous, theme, Fill every heart and voice ! Chorus. Praise ye the Lord ! Halleluiah ! Semichorus. 2 Strike, strike, the sounding lyre ! The song harmonious raise ! Touch skilfully the tuneful strings, And press the pealing keys ! Chorus. Praise, &c. Semichorus. 3 Jehovah's word is truth ; His works, perfection all ! Benevolence design'd the sphere, And fram'd this floating ball. 4 Omnipotent,!he e f wilFd, And heaven in beauty shone ! Let earth appear ! the sea retire ! He spake ! and it was done ! 5 O blest of human kind, Inheritance divine, To boundless power, creating love, A wreath of praise entwine ! Chorus. Praise, &>c. Silver-Street; pec. B. C. Weinlich: Z., without the chorus. 33. PART II. C. M. Confidence fitly placed in God alone. Affettuoso. i From heaven, a pitying Father sees The wayward sons of men ; He form'd their powers, observes their thoughts, Rapacious to obtain. PSALM *5. 41 i Vain strife ! no monarch, by his host, Defeat or death can fly ; N<»r strength, nor speed, nor wealth, can save Whom God appoint- to die ! 3 But with complacency divine, 1 he righteous he regards ; The just, the gen'rous, and the mild, With mercy he rewards. Walsall : H. fy H. Trust i Z. 34. PART I. L. M. Continual praise due for continual mercies. Affettuoso. i I 'll bless the Lord ! his lovely praise Refines my heart, exalts my lays : My voice shall hail his rising ray, And praise him at departing day. 2 Of him I '11 boast ! his matchless power Shall be the theme of every hour ! Catch, sorrowing souls, the holy flame ! Your feeblest faith he '11 never shame. 3 Join, every heart, and voice, with mine, To magnify the name divine ! I sought the Lord, his aid was nigh ; Unseen no tear, unheard no sigh ! 4 O taste, and see, what goodness dwells, What err ace, in him ; what love excels ; Fear him, ye saints, and cease to fear Aught else above, below, the sphere ! 5 Roar, savage strength, and want thy food ! The righteous lack no real good : Blest is their lot, and bright their trust, When pomp, and pride shall dwell in dust ! Portsmouth : H. ^ H. Cathedral Chant : Z. 1 42 PSALM 34. PART II. C. M. Security of the righteous. Affettuoso. i Surrounded by celestial guards, The good man lives and dies ! No weariness their speed retards, Xor foe eludes their eves. 2 Try, hapless men, your Father's love, Accept his offer'd grace ; The vast felicity to prove, Of those who seek his face. 3 With filial veneration, saints, Regard the Lord most high ; When sorrows urge, when nature faints, He '11 every want supply. Havanna : H. 8f H. Cher okas : 34. PART III. L. M. General calamity. Plaintive. i Afflictions, oft as they betide The just man in their deluge wide, O'erwhelm not in the mighty stream ; On him celestial mercies beam. Grave. 2 Borne down, and buried in the deep, Of every name a ghastly heap, The wicked meet resistless fate, And leave their houses desolate ! Maestoso. 3 But servants of the living God, Reliev'd from earth's oppressive load, Within the house not made by hands, Fulfil his great, his glad, commands ! Msdway : H. fy H. Annan : G. C. The Pious Man : PSALM 34. 13 PART IV. L. If. Religion in youth. Atf. •• n :. children, hear a father's word. W ho briii £s sel from the Lon Attend, if after bliss you pant ; If length of happy day- you want ! •2 Let falsehood ne'er your lips defile ! Disdain the unwary to beguile ! Four every thought and word be pure; The arts of flattery abjure ! 3 Refrain from violence, and wrong, Committed or by deed or tongue ; Let charity, that heavenly fire, And lovely peace, your souls inspire ! 4 Beneath the eye of heaven pursue "Whate'er is holy, just, and true! That eye pervades remotest space, And virtue wraps in its embrace! a Against the wicked, mark it, youth ! Jehovah's presence burns with wrath ! Their names on earth will he debase, From heaven and happiness erase ! 6 Should vice allure thee to her snare, O rend her fetters ! nor despair ! To penitent and contrite hearts. Salvation still the Lord imparts ! M Saints: H. $ H. World's Pmut, • Z. 44 PSALM 35. L. M. Appeal to God against unprovoked national aggression. Con anima. i Defend our cause, thou righteous God ! Indignant, bear thy heaviest rod ! Assume the spear, the sword, the shield ! Protect our forts and tented field ! 2 Confusion in their councils spread, Who dare on innocence to tread ; In rout, and ignominious flight, Disperse their host, destroy their might ! 3 With coward skill, with treach'rous art, They set the snare, they steep the dart ! In ambush for the helpless lie ! The smiling babe and matron die ! 4 O God ! despoil their cruel arms ! In virtue's cause prepare thy storms ! Expose, before the universe, How false the plea their tongues rehearse ! 5 With friendship feign' d they spoke of peace ; From injuries they never cease ! For succour granted in distress, Our lives they seek, our lands oppress! 6 And canst thou see the righteous torn? Her ruin'd laws shall justice mourn ? Ascend, in flames ascend, thy car, Appear the dreadful God of war ! Peace: Z. PSALM 36. 48 Providence. 1 Tnv goodn «s, Lord ! through heaven extends, In copious showers to earth descends; Thy righteousness Mirmounteth far The misty height, the morning star. 2 Thy judgments we hehold around ; Thy providence, a deep profound, Yet glowing, sparkling, as the spray That sweeps with light the trackless way ! 3 Safeguard of every sentient thing, The roaming beast, the rapid wing, Thine offspring, and thine image here, Their hopes beneath its lustre cheer. 4 Above the crouching, earth-born, clan, Thv own right hand exalteth man, To fields where fruits immortal grow, "Where streams of endless pleasure flow. b O fount of everlasting bliss ! Completion of each sacred wish ! There shall the righteous thirst no more ; Unveil'd thy glories, there adore ! Proctor : H. ake, Let not a suppliant die ! Darkness: Z 39. t. :. Vanity and brevity of human life. Plaintive. i If iraiNG on thy fate, O man, Sorrow through the vision ran ; Grief, in silence sulTer'd long, Kindled into plaintive song. 2 Teach me, Lord ! to know my end ! What the goal to which I tend ! What the number of my days ; Wisely how to choose my ways. 3 Few and short ! a hand-breadth's space ! Such the limit of our race ! Vanity inscribed upon — Every cottage, every throne ! 4 Shadowy forms, a gaudy train, Agitate the sons of fame ; Glitt'ring heaps the hoarder cheat : Heirs unknown his toil shall greet ! 5 Beauty! charming, changeful, tlower ! Bloomiuir, fading, in the hour ! Strength, consumed before the moth, Tell a fearful tale of wrath ! 6 Hence, deceitful phantoms, hence ! God shall be my confidence ! Sorrow hallow'd, sin forgiven, Lasting joys be mine in heaven ! Pleyel's Hymn : H. l and wide, Where desolation seem'd to dwell, And misery to hide ; Where broken columns, sculptur'd stone, Bestrew'd the cumber'd ground ; Methought, in more than human tone, There came a solemn sound ! — Solo, tenor ; lamentoso. 2 Lo ! peoples once a dwelling-place, And empire founded here, Whose story ruins only trace, Whose trophies disappear ! Here superstition built her fane, And riches were ador'd ! Here injur'd heaven decreed the bane Of famine and the sword ! All ; affettuoso. 3 O bright inheritance of those Who make the Lord their God ! Their lands shall blossom as the rose, Peace smile on their abode ! The storied height, the gilded vault, The sacrifice of praise, Jehovah's honors shall exalt, To length of endless days ! Dungeness, Mozart : H. fy H. Doria : Z. 68 PSALM 53. c. u. The sceptic. grave No God ! the infidel hath said ; And lull'd his fears to rest! While passion, envy, wild turmoil ! Distract his cruel breast ! 2 Invisible, Jehovah sees ! And spurns the ignoble tribe, Whom virtue's charms to cultivate, Not happiness can bribe ! s No ray of light or love divine Can penetrate their heart ; No certainty dispel their doubts, And faith unfeign'd impart. 4 By fancied ills, when all is calm, Their wayward souls are tost ; By death's remorseless terrors torn, Their hope, their heaven, is lost ! Ungelenk : majo 54. s. m. Temptation resisted. aff. Almighty ! let thy name Salvation ever bring ! Redeem this harass'd life from death, And sin's more deadly sting ! 2 The terrors of a world Would hurry me away ; Temptation, into folly's path, My heedless steps betray ! 3 Be thou my helper, God ! Uphold me by thy grace ! Temptation and the world defied, Thy truth will I embrace ! PSALM 54. 69 With cheerfulness to thee I 'l\ consecrate my powers! II praise my great dcliv'rer's name, When fortune smiles or lours! Skirland; Mormngtan's : II. $• II. Evidence: Z. Love and friendship without n-odliness, precarious and de- ceitful. Plaintive. i O listen, my God ! to my plaint, while I mourn • Regard, sovereign master, thy servant forlorn ! My heart is sore smitten ; its anguish so deep, With terror I tremble, in silence I weep! 2 Ah me ! that I have not the wings of a dove, To bear me from falsehood to friendship above ! In solitudes buried, to end my short life, And fly far away from the regions of strife ! 3 No enemy, seeking occasion of blame, With cruel reproaches hath wounded my fame; No arrogant rival, whose haughty pretence Unanswer'd, unnotie'd, best speaks my defence. 4 Oh no ! 't was my guide, my companion, my friend ! Whose heart seem'd estrang'd from whate'er could offend ! Whose counsels were firmly united with mine, Delighted affections around me would twine ! 5 The rites of thine altar our fellowship seal'd, Where often in solemn devotion we kneel'd ! Together the pathway to Zion we trod ! pp. But perfidy lost him his friend and his God ! Con anima. 6 Jehovah ! my refuse ! on thee do I call ! At evening, at morning, before thee I fall ! When brightest the sun pours its ray on my head, In faith, and in prayer, every danger I '11 tread ! Hinton : II. $ II. Eischleben : Z. 70 PSALM 56. T. 5 LINES, 8 & 6. Probation and support of the righteous. Affettuoso. i God is my hope ! I plead, I trust, The promise he hath given : When griefs assail this trembling dust, When human hearts have prov'd unjust, To him my prayer hath risen. -2 He hears the tempest-tossed moan, And shows a peaceful haven ; My weary wand'rings all are known, My tears, how oft, how high, they 've swoll'n, On his remembrance graven. 3 Amid a thousand scenes below, In forms illusive shapen ; How vast the debt of love I owe, For grace their vanity to know, And conscience to awaken ! 4 My soul from death he '11 ever keep, By mercy still forgiven ! This dust shall soon in silence sleep, Soon shall I cease to sigh and weep, At rest with him in heaven ! Woodland : G. C. Mason : Z. 57. PART I. T. 7. God our refuge. Plaintive. 1 Pity, Lord ! a stranger's fears ! Trav'ller through a vale of tears ! Till calamity be past, O'er me thy blest shade be cast ! 2 Underneath thy wings I seek Refuge from the tempest bleak ! Shelter from the howling storm, Beating on my way-worn form ! PSALM o> 3 Perils sore beset my lite, Vanity, ami sin, and strife; Here, the lion's roar alarms: There, the subtle tempter charms ! 4 Let thy truth, unerring guide, Ever in my heart abide ! Let thy mercy, ray divine, Make me, keep me, ever thine ! Naples: II. ^ H. Marpurg : Ot. TART II. L. M. God most worthy of praise. Dolce. 1 Awake, my tongue ! awake, my harp ! No mortal shall my passion warp ! To thee, O God, I '11 raise the song, The kindreds of the earth among ! 9 Benevolence, thine earliest joy, Shall first my noblest powers employ ! It spans the heaven, descends to earth ! Creation thence receiv'd its birth ! 3 Majestic truth supports thy crown ; In splendor, through these clouds looks down ; Omnipotent, thy law shall teach ! The infinite of space shall reach ! Pemichorus ; p. 4 Eternal power ! thy spreading shade My soul her lord resort hath made ! There safely hides from storm and blast, Till every woe of life is past ! All ; bit. 5 In highest heaven, thy blest abode, Be thou exalted, O my God ! ^Vhile psalms and songs of sacred mirth Convey thy honors o'er the earth. Atlantic : H. V H. Calvin : Z. 72 PSALM 58. Faction. Animoso. Where uproar reigns without control, Shall justice be rever'd ? Where faction shows her hideous face, Shall modest truth be heard ? Nay ! wickedness, conceiv'd in heart, There riots into act! And gain, polluted price of souls ! Perverts the clearest fact ! Intriguing spirits! venal race ! Estrang'd from earliest youth ! When arts of petty malice taught Abandonment of truth ! To wisdom's warning voice, your ears Eternally are clos'd ! Though seraph charm, though heaven entreat, Your will is yet oppos'd ! As snow beneath a vernal sun, Your plots shall pass away ; The madd'ning storm shall meet your rage, Your furies all allay ! Adoring, shall the righteous own The retribution just ; Proclaim a providence divine, Repose on it their trust. The Tyrant : A. L. PSALM 59. T. 8, 7, fc 4. Sabbath morning. Dolce. Morn, O God ! shall hear our voices, Pouring fortli the thankful strain ; Oft as hallow'd day rejoices, Will we tread thy solemn fane , There to worship ; There thy mercy to obtain. TrivoH ; peculiar : H. «y H. ed. 1890. Vesper Hymn : G. Gruncr : Z. 60. C. M. D. Disastrous war. Plaintive. Defeated and dispers'd our arms Before a hostile band ; Forsaken of our last, best, hope, We mourn a ruin'd land ! Indignant heaven rejects our race, Disdains our earnest call; A bitter chalice it hath mixt ; Inebriate, we fall ! Where now the banner, bearing high Achievements of the Lord ? Those ensigns, pledge to God's belov'd, Of victory and reward ? Emblaz'ning actions of renown, And foe on foe subdu'd ; — Of adamantine hearts, that fail'd, Our sacred standard view'd ? 74 PSALM 60. 3 Who now shall lead our drooping host Against the embattled fort ? When thick'ning ranks our march oppose, Where look we for support ? Once more be thou our helper, God ! For vain were human aid ; With valor new, and hope, inspir'd, No enemy we '11 dread ! Eustls : H. fy H. Doria : Z. 61. S. M. Unlimited confidence in God. AfFettuoso. i From earth's remotest climes, Where rolls the western wave, Where suns the ancient east illume, I hail thy power to save ! 2 When, overwhelm'd with grief, My sinking heart despairs ; O lead me to the rock, where breathe The high, celestial, airs ! 3 Thyself, OGod ! that rock Of shelter and of shade ! Which oft her calm and safe retreat My harass'd soul hath made ! 4 My God ! thy fost'ring care Supremely I desire ! To dwell among thy saints in light, With ardor I aspire ! 5 There, immortality My highest hopes shall fill ! And praise, unceasing as thy years, My raptur'd bosom thrill ! Clapton: H. fy H. Svffield : G. C. Pastoral Chant: Z. PSALM 82. C. M. God the only source of private and public happiness. i Qui r, O my soul, thy vanities ; Adore i pow er divine ! With heart and ofTring purified, Approach hia awful shrine ! I What other help, what other hope, Can fortify the brave I Heir of mortality and woe, Who, but a God, can save ? 3 Shall rank and riches be thy trust ? They charm but to deceive ; Or rlatt'ries of the fickle crowd ? With anguish thou shalt heave. 4 Should commerce heap on thee her gifts, Should arts their aid supply ; The lavish soil pour forth its wealth; O not on this rely ! 5 Once nature, once a louder voice — (From heaven the accents ran!) All power and riches are the Lord's! Proclaim'd to erring man. 6 And mercy, his supreme delight, Descends in balmy showers! While justice, o'er the impenitent, In clouds of vengeance lours! Barby : //. $- H. Life's Thought : Z. 76 PSALM 63. T. SIX LINE 7. The beatific vision. aff - God ! my gracious God ! to thee Pleasant shall mine ofFring be ! Tender'd with the blushing morn, Rising with the silv'ry horn ; As the fervent heats, intense, Hov'ring o'er the sands immense ! 2 Lord ! thy beauty to behold, Where thy glories all unfold, Springs my heart from this low earth, Panting for its heavenly birth ; Onward pressing still to know What thy sacred rites foreshow ! 3 Life itself must yield to love, Soaring in the realms above ; Stooping on its golden wing, Mercies numberless to bring ; Filling space, outrunning time, Vesting man with life divine ! 4 While incarcerate below, Prayer with every breath shall flow ; Praise, expiring on my tongue, Live anew in holier song, Where my soul, its trial past, Perfect joy shall reap at last! Wales : H. fy H. ed. 1829. Diabelli : Z. 63. VERSION II. C. If. The pilgrimage to heaven. aff. My God ! I joy to call thee mine ! Chief sovereign of my heart ! My earliest vows, my noblest powers, To thee I set apart ! PSALM f>:$. 77 2 An exile from my father's house, Tin- desert while I roam, My fainting spirit know- not rest, Jin t longs to reach its home ! 3 I thirst, upon these ;irid wastes, For some celestial fount ! Refresh'*) within the sanctu'ry, On wings of faith I mount ! 4 Thy loving kindness I embrace, And death no longer fear ! My life to thee I dedicate, Thy honors, Lord, to rear ! 5 In prayer and praise my soul shall find The antepast of heaven! Sweet solace, on his dreary way, To Zion's pilgrim given ! 6 When darkling clouds extend the veil, That hangs on Canaan's shore, I welcome darkness and the deep ! My pilgrimage is o'er ! Belmont : B. C. Geneva : H. ^ H. ed. 1826. Obligation : Z. 64. L. >u Slander. Grave. i Shteld me, O Father ! from the proud, The mighty, and the meaner, crowd! From brawling hosts, on mischief bent, And dark intrigue of dire intent! a Sharper than cruel conqu'ror's sword, The insidious slight, the envenom'd word ! Fiercer than pestilential death, Is falsehood, borne on envious breath ! 7-* 78 PSALM 64. 3 Malevolence, and mean cabal, In falsehood steep'd, and ranc'rous gall, Leagu'd enemy of honest fame, Entail the slanderer's odious name. 4 Slow creeping from the den of night, Retreating from a ray of light. The bolt he levels in the shade, And innocence the mark is made! 5 Yet heaven too hath its fatal shaft ; It? justice shall outspy thy craft ; Who once upon thee gaily hung, Shall fly, abash'd, the fraudful tongue ! Distress : Z. 65. PART I. L. M. Claims of Deity to our praise. Maestoso. i In Zion,to Jehovalrs praise, A song of holy triumph raise ! To him address the fervent prayer, Who fills the seat of mercy there ! 2 By that propitious seat to rest, In converse with the ever blest, Sustains us with celestial food, And satisfies the soul with good. 3 In him the ocean-rock'd confide, On adverse borne, or prosp'rous, tide; Saviour alike of every land, To him all human hopes expand. 4 His strength hath rear'd the mountain height, And bas'd it in eternal night ! The billows he commands to peace, And tumults of the crowd to cease ! PSALM 66. n 5 To him ! — whose splendors gild our days, Who smiles at eve in softer rays ; Whose altar truth and grace endow ; To him, in adoration bow ! Hi W Subbath : H. If II. Monudy : Z. 66. PART II. A. S. The vernal season. Dolce. i Thy tokens, O parent supreme, The sweet circling days, be my theme ! Thou makest the morn to rejoice, And evening exults at thy voice. o Thou smilest, dissolving the snow ! Thou breathest — the southern winds blow! In rain thou returnest to earth, And callest the year to its birth ! 3 His path as in brightness he treads, Thy sun a new influence shed- ; With now'rets and foliage crown'd, Rejoiceth once more the bleak ground. 4 The furrow, made soft by thy showers, Its corn, late embosom'd, outpours : E'en deserts regale the charm'd eye, With verdure enrich'd from the sky ! 5 Releas'd, the tir'd flocks, from their pen, Now cover the mountain and glen ; "\\ hile vales in luxuriance thrive, And hopes of rich harvest revive. 6 Gay songsters their joys now resume, Now garden and grove breathe perfume ; Field, forest, and temple now ring, With praise to the Author of spring. Uxbridge; Jhrne : W. C. Spring; Clark : H. «y H. SO PSALM 66. PART 1. L. M. The name and attributes of Deity. Maestoso. i O earth, with shouts of joy proclaim The honors of thy Maker's name ! Jehovah ! mystery sublime ! It bears me past the range of time ! 2 Declare the grandeur of his deeds ! His bounty, which creation feeds ! His power, which prostrate foes shall rue ! His word and oath, for ever true ! 3 Before him bends the stubborn knee ! The universe shall worship thee ! Behold, ye sons of men, your God ! Behold him in his works and rod ! 4 Anon, the floods obey his voice, And Isr'el's ransom'd hosts rejoice ! The waves between, they tread the land ! Their enemies bestrew the sand ! 5 Omniscient, he discerns afar, When rebels dare with heaven to war ! He rules, by his eternal might, The realms of darkness and of light ! 6 Ye sons of light, in blessings raise, To heaven's high arch, your songs of praise ! His breath inspir'd this mortal clay ! To him attune the immortal lay ! New Sabbath ; Maykew : H. fy H. Melancthon : Z. PSALM 66. 81 PART II. T. 7 Sc \. Encouragement to the desponding. Ern his entry to the skies, And chant his triumph as they rise. All. 5 Sing newly ransom'd spi: . — ?. Messiah, God's i urn son, your king ! d. c.£ p. Recite his acts, while heaven you scan ! What tears lie wept for rebel man ! 6 Where pagan darkness veils- the earth, A Saviour's praise shall soon burst forth ! f. Hail, conqu'ror, hail ! the soul's release ! Redeemer, hail ! the prince of peace ! t Sing unto God, ye nations ! sing ! p. His heavenh gifts salvation bring ! d. c - *• Ascribe to God eternal love ! f. Glory supreme in realms above ! Chcshunt ; piece: L. H. ; the marginal notes relate to Ches- hunt. Gloucester ; §jmrntm§ 3, 4. to Barren : H. us d Peace shall on the mountains spring, Hill and vale with _ ring! 3 Who the rocky heights a-cend, Men of stoutest heart, shall bend : Rovers of the wildern< 3& Fealty shall to him con: Orean, murmur forth his reign, Bear his to the main ! Every shore and sea-girt i.-le, Emulous, shall court his smile, 4 Prostrate, as their idle trust, Enemies shall lick the dust: Potentates of mightiest name Decorate his loftier fame ; Nations to his standard haste, Freedom, fruit of virtue, taste; Poverty shall cease to groan, Misery forget to moan ! 5 Saviour, triumph ! while the sphere, Circlinj, fills the endless year ! Prayer to heaven's almighty King, Prai-e, for thee, we '11 ever bring. Bless we now the Lord our God ! Spread his wondrous love abroad ! His alone the gift to earth ; Ransom'd sinners, tell its worth ! Path Abbey : H. Redemption Z PSALM 79. 07 IAMBIC. S •, <^ I. l». Palestine, a waste. jfL Jrnr.A dies ! thy hcri: O heaven, and ancient care! Now rapine and destruction rage, For tyrant- revel there ! The holy place of Isr'el, The sanctu'ry of God, DenTd by war and battle, Are crush'd beneath the rod ! 2 Jerusalem, poor remnant, weeps Her myriads of slain ! O'er palaces and lowers, in heaps, She sighs, but sighs in vain ! Revolving yet the story Of Judah long laid waste, She views her soil still gory, Its verdure still erTac'd ! 3 O Solyma, what fearful sights Have dimnrd that beauteous eye ! What desolation still invites The tear of sympathy ! Reproach and fierce derision Yet fill thy cup of woe ! Nor sufTring, nor submission, Can melt the ruthless foe ! 4 For ever, Lord ! must thy decree Of retribution flame ? In blasphemy for ever be The God of Isr'el's name ? Regard the prisoner's sighing, Break off his iron chain ! Compassionate the dying! Let Judah live and reign ! Falin is thy throne .' peculiar ; Martini : G. C. 9 98 PSALM 80. SIX LINE L. M. 3 PAUSES. The western church in desolation. piai. Exthron'd amid the seraphim, Where countless roll the wheels of time, Celestial light ! almighty power ! Burst forth in this afflictive hour ! Effulgent, shine upon our race ! Thy ancient mercies, Lord ! retrace ! 2 From superstition's dark domain, From persecution's cruel reign, When erst a tender vine was brought, With joys exuberantly fraught ; In regions wrapp'd in destiny, It rose and bloom'd a lovely tree ! 3 Its shade the mountains overspread ; Its root, by bubbling fountains fed, Nor drought, nor desert, could arrest ; Its branches fill'd the farthest west: Beside a thousand flow'ry banks, Its clusters swell'd in glowing ranks. 4 Now torn and prostrate its defence, Despoil'd of its magnificence, The savage hunter treads it down ; It fades beneath a tyrant's frown ; The sword destroys, the fire devours, The Deity in darkness lours! 5 Ah ! why deserted of our God ? His vineyard, why a field of blood ? Return, O God of hosts ! return ! Thy ravag'd, slaughter'd, church discern! Behold, and victory impart ! Thine, ever thine, shall be our heart ! Bdrillc : H. Sf H. Confidence : Z. PSALM 81. 99 ir. M. Thanksgiving for religious freedom acquired. Pol ». i No ponip of horrid war These silver sounds proclaim I They waft a holier c 11. Inspire a lovelier flame ! trum. To God our strength, the summons loud t Of trumpet brings the joyful crowd ! BIT. 2 Ordain* d a hallow 'd time, When bonds and chains we tore ; To God, the living God, Fidelity we swore ; f. Renew the joy ! prolong the praise 1 Commemorate those happy days ! Soli ; grave. 3 Impiety's fierce reign, And soul-subduing yoke, In boding horrors frown'd, When God deliv'rance spoke ! On him we call'd in secret prayer; His lightnings flew, and freedom bare ! All. Trumpet crescendo. 4 Sound, sound, the festal trump, In long and louder peal ! Till air and ocean shake ! Till rocks their voice reveal ! With joyous psalm to God ascend ! Earth's canopy with music rend ! Trumpet; Handel: II. $ H. ed. 1629. Weymouth: II. ^ H. Stoelzel: Z. 100 PSALM 81. PART II. T. 7. Public humiliation. Grave. i Listen, peoples, while I tell What an elder race befell ; Hearken to the solemn word, Learn obedience to the Lord. 2 Isr'el, erst from bondage freed, Chosen for a holy seed, Bless'd with an unerring code, Worshipp'd one eternal God ! 3 He their enemies subdu'd, Hearts by endless bounties woo'd, Fed them with the finest wheat, Milk and honey, purest treat ! 4 Oft as trouble rais'd its cry, Still was their protector nigh ; From his secret place he came, Swift to rescue, slow to blame. 6 Long his pity had endur'd, Long their prosp'rous state secur'd ; Till, impatient of reproof, Impious, they disown'd his truth ! b Then, abandon'd to their lust, Sold to selfishness and dust, f. Soon a 'whelming tempest came ; dim. Swept away their place and name ! Oxford : H. $ H. Fairfax : G. C. Kreutzer : Z. PSALM 82. 101 Tribou .shed. i On everlasting justice bas'd, II itli Deity it- tribune plac'd ; Attendant myriads guard the throne, Or make the dread decretal know n ! 2 Thence, darting on inferior seats, An eve the judge and ruler meets! A voice to conscience speaks alarm : — Defend the innocent from harm ! 3 Deliver from oppression's gripe ! Injustice from thy tablets wipe ! Be poverty no lingering bar ! Nor put the orphan's cause afar ! 4 Shall power, or sordid pelf, seduce, To justify the unjust use ? Shall passion stay the righteous course, 'Gainst law and justice measure force ! 5 Though judges, lords, or rulers, nam'd, Or princes, shall your pride be tam'd ! Though first-born styl'd of God most high, Like sons of Belial, ye shall die ! M> nmovth: II. a: Z. 9* 102 PSALM 83. The church assailed by infidels. 1 Shall heaven be still, when saints complain, And righteousness expires ? When frantic persecutors haste To quench in blood their fires ? 2 Against the sons and heirs of God In crafty league combin'd ; Come, raze this heaven-born church, they cry, From mortals and from mind ! 3 These temples, which obstruct the ground, And darken all the sky, Shall monuments of vengeance stand, Or mounds of ruin lie ! 4 Extinguish, Lord ! their furious ire, In floods of vast defeat ! Or let thy presence awe their souls, To venerate thy seat ! 5 Thy name, thy glorious name, shall then Descend to distant times; Jehovah, and his praise, alone Embrace remotest climes. York : H. fy H. Hofmeister : Z. PSALxM 84. 103 VERSION I. L. M. Felicities of divine worship. AfFettuoso. i My God ! how beautiful the place, The temple of redeeming grace ! Where mercy spreads her fbst'ring shade, And peace her lov'd abode hath made ! 2 I thirst, I pant, for heavenly themes ! Depart, ye weary, worldly, dreams ! My spirit faints to see her God ! She spurns, she soars above, this clod ! s O bliss, ecstatic bliss, to dwell Where saints in light thy glory tell ! No weariness retards their powers, Perpetual praise enchants their hours ! 4 Yet happy they of human kind, Whose feet the way to Zion find ! This vale of tears while traveling through, An opening heaven still cheers the view ! 5 One day, that vision to behold, Is better than a thousand, told In palace, court, or martial camp ; 'Mid banner gay, or festive lamp ! 6 Jehovah is a sun and shield ! His altars grace and glory yield ! There would I die ! and thence arise, To join the worship of the skies ! Reading ; peculiar : L. H. Gardner : H. &,- H. Boston : Z. Beading is among the mosx exquisite of the L. H. tunes, though very little known, and not to be found in the usual collections. 104 PSALM 84. VERSION II. T. 8 & 7. D. Absence from God's house lamented. Plaintive. 1 Lov'd resort ! blest habitation ! Than earth's brightest scenes more fair ! Thirsting, fainting, for salvation, Every sigh and wish is there ! While the sparrow finds a shelter, Spring's tir'd harbinger a nest, Sought asylum at thine altar, Wails my heart its long lost rest ! 2 Happy they whose constant dwelling Are the precincts of my God ! Heart and voice, in concert swelling, Fill with praise their blest abode ! Happy who, by thee supported, Tread with constancy thy ways ! Far remov'd, yet not deserted, Zion still shall end their days ! 3 Hear, O Father, my entreaty ! Isr'el's love thou oft hast won ! View this anxious face with pity, To thy courts restore a son ! Happier one day in thy temple, Than a thousand elsewhere spent ! Rather would I watch thy portal, Than command the glitt'ring tent ! 4 What ? though sorrow lour, and darkness ! God is still a sun and shield ! Grace imparted soon shall endless Glory to the righteous yield ! PSALM 84. 105 O how blest whose faithful spirit Doubts not of Jehovah's love ! Good oo earth shall he inherit, I taalloy'd in realms above ! Greencilh : Smyrna . //. fy //. Passover: G. C. OldJerduld: /. 85 4 SIX LINE L. Iff. 3 PAUSES. Penitence and pardon. Recitatiro. i Come, welcome, to the hallow'd dome! My people, come ! Jehovah saith : He calls you to a heavenly home; From tolly's dreams, to life, to faith ! Stay not, O men, nor love withstand ! To glory come ! to Canaan's land ! Air. Plaintive. •2 Calm thee, my soul ! allay thy fears, Of heaven incens'd, uncancell'd guilt! Redemption now the suppliant cheers, Upon the rock of ages built ! Hark ! from on high ! 't is thy release ! 'T is heaven's own voice ! it whispers, peace! 3 Mercy and love, celestial pair ! Benignant rise o'er man's fall'n race ! Justice and peace delight to spare ; In union blest thy cause embrace ! Approving heaven breaks forth in smiles, With virtue's flowers thy path beguiles. 4 See bloom on earth immortal truth! Its fragrance spreads through every clime ; The church adorns with grace and youth, Beyond these bounds of space and time ! Faith, hope, and love, auspicious train ! Now bid thee rise, rejoice, and reign ! Voice of Peace: or Palestine ; Mazzinghi : Milton : H, <£• H, Handel's Song ; stanza 1 to Pamphylia : Z, 106 PSALM 86. L. M. One only God. Maestoso. i Shall potentate of regal name? Shall earthly lord, or hero, claim, Or meaner mortal dare pursue, The majesty to Godhead due ? 2 Yet these are dust! among the gods, Whom men have feign'd to nil the abodes Of heaven's empyreal canopy, Can fancy aught discern like thee 1 3 The creature's works, how feeble all ! Before thy winds the mightiest fall ! Upon thy firm foundations stand ; Or sink, engulph'd within thy sand! 4 Thy works alone of matchless skill, The soul with admiration fill ! Eternal is thy bright employ, Eternally renew'd thy joy ! 5 Creation's voice declares thee, one ! Omnipotent ! beside thee, none ! Creator, worlds on worlds avow ; Divinity none else allow. 6 Thou, only thou, art God most high ! Sole sovereign Lord of earth and sky ! O'er regions of supernal day, Supreme, and sole, thy boundless sway ! Ncuiticich: L. H. God's Presence : Z., varying the expres- sion of the last strain. PSALM s; 107 The favor of God to his church. A mid the heaven of heavens Our God hath tix'd his seat; Thence views, with eve intent, the worlds That roll beneath his feet. i Bat where the saints abide, And Zion's gates unfold, Beyond the bright and blazing orb, \\\< love hath dwelt of old. 3 O church belov'd of God, How fair, how glad, thy >tate ! Nor pomp, nor power, nor joy of thrones, Can rise to height so great. 4 Within thy courts are born The sons and heirs of light; Thy name, endear'd o'er all on earth, To bliss secures their right. 5 In thee our joys revive, Our hopes shall heavenward spring ; In thee, with voice of song, our thanks To heaven's high Lord we bring. Elysium : B.C. Tychicus : Z. 87. DOXOLOOV. S. M. Pr use to creation's Lord ! And blessings on his reign ! Thro' heaven, through earth, proclaim his worth ! Shout, all ye hosts, amen ! Rutland : B. C Festival Tune .- z. 108 PSALM 88. t. t. Complaint under a life of sorrow, piai. q 0J) f ni y salvation, hear ! Father, to thy child draw near ! Morning, noon, and night, I pray ; Turn, O turn thee not away ! 2 Trouble fills my anxious soul, O'er me all thy billows roll ! Wrath, in deep despair I cry, Presseth on me till I die ! 3 Friend and relative are gone ! 'Sociate thou hast left me none ! Scorn'd and shunn'd, my lonely path Guiding star nor limit hath. 4 Paralyz'd my wasting eye, Down cast from the beauteous, sky, Bow'd to sullen earth I go, Bent beneath the weight of woe. 5 Heavenward yet with lifted hands, Daily I deplore these bands ; Bands, which youth and childhood knew, Sorrows that with manhood grew. 6 Terrors long my heart have torn ! Frowning heavens I long have borne ! Stay, O stay the tempest wild ! Father, spare thy weeping child ! Nuremburg : H. fy H. Mvffat, minor : Z. 89. PART I. C. M. Mercy everlasting. aff - I 'll sing thy mercies, O my God ! Nor cease to pour the lay ; Thy faithfulness shall be my theme, While ages roll away. PSALM 89. 109 2 For ever ! O transporting thought ! For ever mercy reigns ! Inviol itethy promise, Lord ! Not heaven more sure remains! 3 Fulfill'dy celestial armies sing, The wonders of thy love ! Fulfill'd on earth, the church, redeem'd From sin and death, shall prove. 4 What power beyond this earthly orb With Godhead may compare? Nor saint in light, nor seraph bright, The name divine shall bear. Exeter ; peculiar. Salem ; peculiar : B.C. Morning Prayer : Z. 89. PART II. T. 8, 7, St 4. Blessings of revelation. es i } - Lord! thy throne, on justice founded, Mightiest sons of earth shall fear ; Through the church, thy mercy, sounded, Gladdens every heart sincere. Nations, listen ! Happy who the tidings hear ! 2 Light illumes their humblest dwelling, Radiant from celestial grace ; Hope, each mortal ill dispelling, Brightens every sorrowing face : God, their saviour, Will the power of sin abase. 3 One the fount of their salvation ! One the rock of their defence ! Thanks supreme and adoration Pay we to omnipotence ! < )ne most holy, God of grace and providence ! Trivoli ; peculiar : H. if H. ed. 1620. Flint's Tune : Z. 10 110 PSALM 90. 6 LINE L. M. 3 PAUSES. God's eternity, man's mortality, piai. Thou art, O God ! from earliest time, Thy children's hope, their shield sublime ! Ere mountain mingled with the sky, Ere feebler dust arose to die, Infinity was thy domain ! Eternity beheld thy reign ! 2 An age, an hour, alike appears, Unnumber'd, in thy countless years ! But man, beneath thy potent hand, A ruin totters on the sand ! The wave beats high, the tempest roars ! He falls ! he quits these treach'rous shores ! 3 Mortality ! O mournful fate ! To fourscore years its ling'ring date ! Infirmity and sorrow then Have long outliv'd thesufFrer's gain ! Though youth rejoic'd, though manhood shone, The tale is told, and life is gone ! 4 The anger of a righteous God Our life hath measured by the rod ! Our pains are numerous, days are few, While sin and folly we pursue ! Yet few and ill, if taught taprize, By wisdom led, we reach the skies ! s Return, O God ! in love return ! For ever shall creation mourn ? Let mercy gild some happy days, And life preserv'd prolong thy praise ! Our ravish'd souls then spurn the tomb, For brighter worlds and heavenly bloom ! Brighton ; H. fy H. Confidence : Z. PSALM 91 HI Refuse in God. AtTVttuoso. i Fly, fly, my bouI, to thai abode Remote from human eye, Where happiness lor ever dwells, Where pleasures never die! a My refuge ! thy blest shade I seek, When earth and hell combine ; Should fortune, or should friendship, fail, My God ! I call thee mine ! 3 Thy truth, my buckler, and my shield, Prepares me for the fight ; No perils of the day alarm, Nor terrors of the night. 4 Where lurid pestilence consumes, And devastation stalks, Its myriad victims mowing down, Unhurt thy servant walks ! 5 No ill remediless shall fall Upon his honor'd name; Pollution shall not stain his house, Nor vice there hide its shame. 6 Thy providence shall guide his steps, Thine angels guard his way ; At thy command, their tend'rest charge To life and bliss convey ! Jiowdohi : //. pillars are founded ! Chorus. Hail. Zion, thy monarch ! he comes to deliver ! Thy peace, in full streams, shall now flow like a river ! Semichorus. 3 The idols ! they tumble! Their pomp, and their splendor ! The peoples ! they perish ! Adoration who render ! One Deity worship ! Revere the most holy ! With virtue propitiate, With rites pure and lowly ! Chorn-. Shout, people heloved ! he comes with redemption ! From sin. woe, and death, an eternal exemption ! The Coronach ; Clark ; or Scotland : H. fy> H. Aeio Jerusalem : Z. 129 PSALM 97. C. M. The kingdom and grace of Jehovah Maestoso. i The Infinite ! he reigns supreme ! O earth adore thy Lord ! Let ocean, and its countless isles, Responsive wake the chord ! 2 Light uncreate invests his throne, And splendors veil his feet ! Justice and equity are there ; And there a mercy-seat ! 3 His lightnings flash ! a conscious world Hangs trembling at his rod ! His enemies expect their doom, And feel a present God ! 4 Benevolence would linger yet ; For smiles dismiss its frown ; Ye lofty sons of unbelief, To mercy yet bow down ! Affettuoso. 5 Exult, ye saints ! for yours the joy Of his eternal reign ! Daughters of Zion, crown your king, In some seraphic strain ! All. 6 AY hat visions, say ! what bliss unknown, What joy's ecstatic height, With him, in brighter worlds are sown, For sons and heirs of light ! Antonia ; Heinrirh ; peculiar. Arise, ye people ; peculiar : G. C Luther's Sojiv : Z. ..... sop. ) PSALM 98. t. 121 Jehovah's triumph. maci. Swell the chorus ! New, melodious, Anthem to Jehovah Mng ! Sound the clarion ! Brave battalion, Shout before the Lord, the king ! 2 Strong in battle, Man nor angel, Needs he to sustain the fight ; Give him honor! Crown him conqu'ror ! Triumph only in his might! p. s Sweetly, lyrist. Sing his conquest ; Touch the strings to God most high ! repeat Roar, thou ocean ! Floods in motion, Rise, exulting, to the sky ! f. 4 Loudest thunders, Tell his wonders ; Round the earth in homage roll ! Tribes terestrial, Saints celestial, Chant his deeds from line to pole ! iv 5 Lo ! he comes, he comes, to bless Penitents with righteousness ! Rebels, to perdition hurl'd, Fill with awe a trembling world ! 6 Hail him, Saviour ! Bringing to the poor release ! Hail him, ruler ! Welcome reign of truth and peace! Halleluiah I Strike the Cymbals ! piece ; Pucitta : B. C 11 !22 PSALM 98. VERSION II. S. M. God the giver of victory. Con spirito. i Prepare the joyful lay Of conquest and renown ! Heaven hath the bright achievement wrought, And every foe put down ! 2 Omnipotence alone The battle torrent stemm'd ; Burst the vain phalanx, crush' d the host, Who proffer'd peace contemn'd. 3 Deliv'rance he decreed, And victory bestows ; Just to his worshippers, the Lord In dreadful conflict rose ! 4 Admiring nations see, Where earth's far circles bend, God is the saviour of his church, Her father, and her friend. Clapton : H. fy" S"- Proclamation : G. C. Festival tune r Z. 98. VERSION III. C. M. Messiah's first advent. Maestoso. Sing, muse sublime, some air of heaven, And renovate the soul ! To harmony and hope unbind The rigors of the pole ! Let harp and song in sweetness vie, To melt obdurate earth ; The trumpet cease from war's dread note, To sound a saviour's birth ! PSALM 96. 123 3 Echo, ye hills ! ye forests, wave The joyous news afar ! w* Soft zephyrs, waft it on your wings, And strike the distant -tar ! 4 lie comes, with equity to judge, With mercy to rede He comes, the r of love, The gift of love supreme ! Joy to the world ; piece: B. C Conway : 77. «y H. Brooms- grovt : G. C. Missionary Song : Z. 99. 6 LINE S. M. Public worship a duty and privilege. Maestoso. a Supreme in power and grace, Where angels veil their face, Irradiates an eternal throne ! While earth convulsions rend, While trembling nations bend, Jehovah reigns, and reigns alone. -2 That name, by saints rever'd, By senseless scoffers fear'd. That dreadful name shall men adore ; The Godhead they shall bless, Declare his righteousness, His grace with prostrate heart implore. 3 O people, ruler, priest, Observe his solemn feast ; *T is angel's food, ; t is heavenly wine ! He hears and answers prayer, And long his mercies spare ; O seek him in his rites divine ! Prescott. JDalston : H. To the high and holy dwelling, Hence ascends the suppliant cry; Mercy, every fear dispelling, Bids the mourner cease to sigh ! Iaivc divine: L. If. Bavaria: G. C. Sterkd: Z. conclud- ing each double stanza with the Halleluiah. 102. PART III. L. M. All created things transitory and perishable. Plaintive. Solo, tenor. i My God ! the life of man, how brief! This anxious life, how long in grief! Thou art, through all duration past ! Through all to come, thy honors last ! ail Ere time began to be, this globe With light thou cover'dst as a robe! By thee, the pondrous mass was laid Within impenetrable shade ! 3 Its tissu'd canopy above, All glitt'ring, tells of heavenly love ! Thy work, the starry splendors shine, And constellations intertwine ! 4 Yet these shall perish ! as a wreath, Of beauty spoil'd by every breath ! New worlds shall rise to bud and bloom, New kindreds build the silent tomb ! 5 All, all shall change ! the orb its zone ! Immutable thyself alone ! Her tints and flowers must nature drop, In weeds and robes of gloom to wrap ! 6 Thy being still remains the same, One ever brightly glowing flame ! Though change thy faithful servants know, From toil to rest, to peace, they go. Dunbarton: H fy H. Derby: G. C. German Chant: Z. 128 PSALM 103. C. M. Grateful recollections. Affettuoso. i Vain world, be still ! depart, ye cares, Nor higher thoughts control ! With bright'ning hopes and burning zeal, O bless the Lord, my soul ! 2 On mem'ry's glowing record trace Each benefit of heaven ! Infirmity and sickness heal'd, And sin so oft forgiven ! 3 For life with loving kindness crown'd, Thy heavenly father bless ! For blooming youth, for vig'rous age, His power and grace confess ! 4 Unbounded grace ! whose healing streams To guilty man overflow ! Abyss of tenderness ! to reach The depths of human woe ! 5 Shall soft compassion for its babe An earthly bosom swell ? Nor pity for his offspring, man, In heaven, with Godhead, dwell ? 6 This trembling frame, this mould'ring dust, Are not forgotten there ; Who love divine their refuge make, That love divinely share ! 7 Compute the heights where planets rove ; Go, mete from east to west ; Then count the sum of mercies o'er. That soothe the pious breast ! Bowdoin: H. fy H Belmont: B. C. Oblation: Z. PSALM 103. I*) VERSION II. S. M. I :npi?sion of our God. i Risr., every grateful thought, The Lord of heaven to bless ! Rise, every power of heart and tongue, His goodness to confess ! a Canst thou, my soul forget Tiie blessings of his grace ? His benefits, through life conferred, From memory efface ? 3 He bids thy pains to cease, And health, and strength, restores I The cheering hope of pardon gives, Which penitence implores ! 4 His arm no vengeance wields Inflexible and stern ; His indignation, slow to rise, Will not for ever burn ! 5 He knows our feeble frame, Remembers we are dust; And pities most, when hearts of stone Compel him to be just ! 6 His mercy, high as heaven, And wide as east from west ; His kindness, pure as parent love, Shall make his children blest! Wakefield: B. C. Zealand ; major: G. C. Phebc : Z. 130 PSALM 103. PART II. L. M. Mortality. Plaintive. i Thy days, O man, are feeble grass, Thy beauty, but an early flower ! It fades, if zephyr o'er it pass ; It falls beneath the vernal shower ! 2 In strength, how self-deceiv'd thy trust ! In manly port, and youthful bloom ! What is thy heritage, but dust ? What thy memorial, but the tomb ? 3 Thy place ? it scarcely knows thee more ! Thy form ? it wastes beneath thine eyes ! Evil and few — thy days are o'er ! The sentence, death ! against thee lies ! Affettuoso. 4 Yet see, ye saints, a radiant star ! 'T is mercy, piercing through the gloom ! Behold, ye righteous ! from afar ! It sheds a lustre o'er the tomb ! 5 Fear not for offspring ! heaven's own care From harm will shield them, and from vice ; A wreath of glory you shall wear, Unfading flowers of paradise ! Darwen : Pi nfield : H. V H. Mortality : Immortality : Z. 103. DOXOLOGY. CHORIAMBIC. 6 & 4. Spirits of light and love, Minist'ring hosts above, Bless ye the Lord ! Angels, your homage pay! Tune the immortal lay ! Powers of eternal day, Praise ye the Lord ! Bcrmondscy : H. The adamantine gates Which human hope enthralled, Are cloven by his conquering arm ; And hell retires appall'd! 3 Shall man refuse the meed To sovereign power benign ? Sing, earth and ocean ! shout, ye winds, Beneficence divine ! JVcstminster : II. fy H. Jgricola : Z. 12* 138 PSALM 107. PART III. C. M. D. Sea-storm. maes. Swell the white sails in stately pride, And crown the curling wave ! Their shiv'ring honors soon to hide, The roaring gulph to brave ! For, lo ! the dread command is given, And, wide the waters o'er, The storm commingles sea and heaven, The sails no longer soar ! piai. Afflictive lot ! the changeful life, On restless ocean tost ! Sad sport of elemental strife, In yawning chasms lost ! Or heav'd upon the mountain surge, 'Mid foam and lightnings whirl' d ! Across the vessel's narrow verge, On slipp'ry footing hurl'd ! 3 There, Lord ! do men thy wonders see, Thy terrors in the deep ! Aghast, in frantic agony, They lift their voice, and weep ! doi. Recall'd thy winds, the seas are still'd, The storm subsides to calm ! With joy the sailor's heart is fuTd, And hope, delicious balm ! 4 He trims his sail, to catch the breeze That whispers of sweet home; And every care is set at ease, When view'd the distant dome ! Ye mariners, in song exalt Your great deliverer's praise ; And oft, beneath the starry vault, A solemn chorus raise. St. Matthew's : H. fy H. Tempest, ed. 1826. PSALM 107 130 PART IV. T. 7. The mariner. I -jiirito. i Gallant seamen, spread the sail ; Smooth the seas, and soft the gale! Yours the task to plow the main, Yours the distant mart to gain. 2 Where such wonders to behold, Where such terrors to be told, As on ocean's bosom broad, Work of an almighty God ? Grave. 3 Now he bids the storm arise ; — Boiling surges sweep the skies! Dash in conflict fierce below, Threat' ning fatal overthrow ! 4 Borne upon the crazy height ! Plung'd to depths of blackest night ! What can force or skill avail ? Stoutest hearts at length may fail ! AffettuoBO. 5 Banish, seamen, fell despair ! Trust in heaven's protecting care ! Tempests agitate the sea, Proofs of love divine to be. 6 Soon the winds are lull'd to peace ; Ocean shall its fury cease ; Soon the wish'd ior haven rise, Welcome to your longing eyes ! 7 Then exalt the sacred song, Swiftly as you glide along ; Greet your home with hallow'd lays ; Goodness, heavenly goodness, praise ! Sicilian : H. «y II. Kreutzer : Z. 140 PSALM 107. PART V. L. M. Nations ruined by vice, restored by mercy. Maestoso. i With holy zeal, with awe profound, Now raise to heaven the solemn sound ; Amid assembled rulers bless Jehovah, king of righteousness ! Plaintive. 2 He bids the languid river fail, Of verdure strips the beauteous dale ; The fruitful soil, at his command, Becomes a drear and desert land ! 3 Ah ! why ? for them that dwell therein : For public vices, private sin; For bold impiety, that stalks, In courts, and halls, and meaner walks. 4 Oppression next engrafts its yoke ; Affliction plies her heaviest stroke ; Compensates wickedness with pain ; And pestilence fills up the train ! Espressivo. 5 Yet oft, transform'd the gloomy scene, The fields resume their wonted green ; Again the sparkling streamlet flows ; The desert blossoms as the rose ! 6 New harvests spring, new cities rise, The holy spire salutes the skies ! The poor to affluence succeed, And take with mightiest men the lead. PSALM 107. 11 7 Nor fate, nor fortune, empty names! Nor senseless dust, the honor claims ; Hut wisdom hida her Bona regard The loving kin Lne i of the Lord ! tints: II. $ H- Luther's Chant: Z. 10S. T. 7. A day of praise. doice Wake the harp, and wake the song ! Pour the rapt'rous strain along ! Let the day star hear thy voice ! Rise, and in thy God rejoice ! piai. ^ake the nations, slamb'ring all, Save at folly's frantic call ! Drunken with unhallow'd lays, Wake them to Jehovah's praise ! s Voice divine ! the slumb'rers win ! Lo ! they perish in their sin ! Wake them, Father ! by thy word ! God of mercy ! sheathe the sword ! Semichofua ; soprano. 4 Mercy ! O delight of heaven ! Sinners, hear your sins forgiven ! Love, transcending earth and sky, Fain would save you, ere ye die 1 Chorus. 5 Wake the harp, and wake the song ! Pour the rapt'rous strain along ! Wake to God the thankful lay ! Hallow to his praise the day ! ♦/; and for stanza 4, Pilgrim : G. C. Marcello; and for stanza 4, Jomc J li : Z. 142 PSALM 108. VERSION II. A. & 9. Confidence of the church in divine aid. Con anima. i Benefactor divine, All my vows shall be thine ; Thee alone, and thee early I '11 sing ! On the harp, on the lute, Or mellifluous flute, Shall the morn hear a strain to my King. 2 I will praise thee, O Lord ! And awaken a chord That shall thrill through the nations around ! The fall'n church of thy saints Shall forget her complaints, And arise at the life-giving sound ! 3 For thy mercies are great, Which in hope we await, As the dews from on high that distil ; Not the soft silver moon, Nor the splendors of noon, Are so bright as thy truth and good will ! 4 His beloved to save, Oft deliv'rance he gave, When in vain were the weapons of war Then adore ye his throne ; His omnipotence own, To redeem, and to bless, from afar ! Fexersham : L. H. PSALM 109. 143 L. M. Suffering's compensated by the (joodness of their cause, •ive. i O God ! my theme, my earliest song, Whose praise inspires the lisping tongue, Canst thou keep silence, while aloud A_ ; me rave an impious crowd ! i Affection enmity inspires; Entreaty but provokes its fires : My good with evil they reward ; Nor innocence, nor faith, regard. 3 This heart with agony is rent, These tott'ring limbs with fasting bent ! I fade, as shadows of the eve : I languish, hopeless of reprieve ! 4 O God ! the sufFrer's only friend, Some messenger of mercy send, My life to rescue from the grave, My honor from reproach to save. 5 Or let them curse, if thou shalt bless With virtue's noble consciousness; If heaven's approving stamp shall seal, For truth and piety, my zeal. < My tominc shall then a noble lay To heaven's eternal monarch pay : Upholden by an arm sublime, I 11 fear no power of earth and time. Munich : H. ^ //. Fulton : G. C. Moravian Chant : Z. 114 PSALM 110. T. SIX LINE 7. Messiah's royalty and priesthood. Maestoso. i Past the word ! 't is heaven's decree — Victor shall Messiah be ! Crowns sublime adorn his head, Enemies his vengeance dread ! Heathen to his sway shall bend ; Zion shall his fame extend ! 2 Happy age ! the Saviour's power Then shall gifts and graces shower ! Willing hosts their homage bring, Joyfully his conquest sing; Holiness the heart enrobe ; Righteousness shall rule the globe ! 3 Prince and priest, the Lord hath sworn, His beloved son is born ! Count the drops of morning dew, Tell the years Messiah knew, Ere on earth his star benign Rose, eternally to shine ! 4 Fear, O men, Messiah's God ! Tremble, atheists, at his rod ! Streams of love from Calv'ry flow, Flaming fires on Sinai glow ! Streams to quench the pilgrim's thirst; Thunders on the foe to burst ! Turin ; peculiar : L. II Metz's Hymn : Z. PSALM 111. 145 S. M. Tenderness of Jehovah toward his church. Aftettuoso. 1 Jehoyah be my praise Among the sons of light! In adoration l<»t, V 11 sing Of works divinely bright! 2 Remembrance loves to dwell Upon his glorious deeds ; His providence sublime, which man To high attainment leads ! 3 But in his acts of grace Delights the enrapturd thought! By souls to heavenly themes refin'd, With pleasure they are sought. 4 The church his sympathies For ever will engage ; To her his tenderness assigns The world's wide heritage. 5 Oppress'd and in despair, Redemption he commands ! Though darkness cloud her destinies, His cov'nant faithful stands ! i Revere the Lord our God ! 'T is wisdom in her bloom ! Bright promise of immortal flowers That glow beyond the tomb ! Lisbon . H. if H . Epaphras : Z. 13 146 PSALM 112. C. M. U. The benevolent man. Espressivo. i Felicitous the mind that glows, With pure devotion's fire ! The man whose earliest, latest, steps To righteousness aspire ! His offspring, rear'd in wisdom's way, To honor shall attain ; His virtues, crown'd by earth and heaven, Immortal honors gain. -2 In darkest hours, when storms of wrath O'er sinful man impend, His eye shall pierce the deep'ning gloom, And see the ruin end : Benevolence and heaven-born hope Irradiate his face; His bosom, fill'd with tenderness, O'erflows in words of grace. 3 On every want, on every woe, His charity descends ; Anticipates the suppliant sigh, And generously lends ; Or freely gives, when merit asks, Enforc'd by sorrow's claim ; Though bountiful, discretion keeps That bounty free from blame. 4 Of fix'd intent, of purpose just, He bares him to the shock ; His valiant heart, on heaven's high law, Abiding as a rock ! PS \LM 112. 1 17 His memory for over lives, Embalm'd in human breasts ; Hia bappy bouI, from toil releas'd, In heaven for ever resta I Milan: CostiHutr ; peculiar. New Bedford: G. C Morning Ilvr/m .- Z. 113. SIX LINE L. Iff. I PA1 BBS. Deitv to be honored for his greatness and condescension. Maestoso. i O praise the name of God most high ! The name that rules earth, sea, and sky, Exalt, ye >ervants of his throne ! While time the hallow'd hours shall bring, With blessings crown the immortal king, Ye saints, his sovereignty who own ! ■2 Where morning first on earth arose, Where suns at latest eve repose, Or blaze at noon with torrid ray ; Above imperial honors nam'd, Above angelic powers proclaim'd, To him be consecrate the lay ! 3 Shall aught with Deity compare ? The Lord of hosts to battle dare, Whose dwelling is the eternal height ? Beneath whose feet the thunders roll, Whose downward look surveys the pole, And stars that shed their distant light ! 4 He lifts the lowly from the dust, Restores the penitent who trust Almighty power, and grace divine : His judgments shall the tyrant awe, And virtue from retirement draw, With prince and patriot to shine. .Yeic Court: JJ. LIU 3 O bless the Lord, ye ministers, 1 1 is honors who proclaim '. And spread throughout the universe Religion's h< >ly flame. 4 O bless the Lord, ve pious men. Who God alone ad Divine munificence exalts His throne who bow before. 5 O bless the Lord, who breathe his air, While life and breath shall last ! Felicity shall crown your faith. When this short life is past. Rockbridge: B. C erf. 1836. JhUonU ; Hcinrich ; pccul. G C- tat ion : Z. lit), t. :. n. Sacramental. Afiettooao. i How shall mortal man repay ! What, my grateful soul, O say. Wilt thou render to the Lord. For the blessings of his word ! For his benefits divine. For the hope of glory thine I Deaths averted, banish'd sighs. Dried these oft overflowing i a To his altar I "II repair. And the cup of blessing share : Taste of more than angels 1 food, Plead the reconciling blood ! Then shall my thanksgivings rise, Pealing to the upper skies : Mingling with the voice of song, Borne the vaulted aisle along ! 13* 150 PSALM 117. 3 Lord ! thy servant faints to be From the yoke of sin set free ; Only in thy service found, By the cords of nature bound ; By a mother's tender care, Taught to lisp thy name in prayer ; By redemption's stronger tie, Born to brighter worlds on high ! Bath Abbey : H. fy H. Cecil's Evening Hymn : G. C. licicha : Z. 117. L. M. Supreme beneficence. Maestoso. i Proclaim, proclaim Jehovah, Lord ! Crown him, ye nations ! sweep the chord ! Ye tenants all of earth's wide sphere, Adoring fall ! for God is here ! 2 His love nor change, nor limit, knows ; A stream divine his bounty flows ; His truth shall stand like heaven, a rock ! To shade, and shield, in peace, his flock. Denbigh; piece: L. H., or B. C. Orland; peculiar: B.C. Faith : Z. 117. DOXOLOGY. L. M. Praise to our God o'er all the earth ! Praise him who gave the orb its birth ! Praise him, sole sovereign Lord above ! Eternal truth ! immortal love ! Luther's 100th. Praise ye. Dox. G. C. Praise God! Dox.Z. PSALM lis. |fi] A. 8. D. Zion restored. atr - The Lord is my strength, and my song, My fortress, wherein 1 confide! No arm like omnipotence strong ! In safety with liini I abide. Salvation his mercy hath wrought ; Deliv'rer on earth there was none ; 'Gainst sin, death, and hell, have I fought ; The battle and triumph are won ! 2 Let joy in thy dwellings abound, O Zion, from bondage redeem'd ! With anthems thine altars resound — The sword of the Lord how it gleam'd ! How fled the discomfited foe O'er all the ethereal plain ! Immur'd in the regions of woe, He never shall triumph again ! 3 Expand, O beloved, thy gates! Thy pinnacles rear to the skies ! Assuag'd are thy sorrowful fates ; Thy towers shall in splendor arise ! The church, long rejected with scorn, By sov'reign and subject abhorr'd, Appears in the beauty of morn, The joy and the praise of her Lord ! 4 He comes, from eternity nam'd, A prince and a saviour, to reign ! That word which the universe fram'd Its first-born enthron'd will maintain ! With blessings his sceptre we hail ! He rules in the name of the Lord ! For mercies that never can fail, With thanks be the Godhead adord ! Bethany ; MUgrovc : IV. C. TVtbstcr's Chant : Z. 152 PSALM 119. PART I. T. 7. Aphorisms for the young. Espressivo. i Artless, inexperienced, youth, Wouldst thou learn, and love, the truth? Be the holy word thy rule, Wisdom seek in virtue's school. 2 Store her precepts in thy breast, Oft revolve them when at rest ; Lift thy heart to heaven by day, At return of evening, pray. 3 Count the sinner's gain a loss ; Gold and silver spurn as dross, Which shall fraud or folly serve, Make thee from the truth to swerve. 4 Choose the partner of thy life Far from scenes of vulgar strife ; Friend or lover's charming name Let no infidel profane. 5 Though in humble station born, Virtue will thy lot adorn ; Piety exalt thy worth, More than riches, more than birth. 6 Sweet contentment, blooming health, Are the just man's lasting wealth ! Keep the statutes of thy God, Peace shall smile on thy abode. Ahester : H. fy H. Palestrina : Z. PSALM 119. i5S PART II. T. 7. I). Blessedness of devotion to the truth. e5 P- Blest of heaven and earth are tl Virtue's dictates who ol Joy the law of God to keep, O'er the doom of Burners v. i Pir'd with holy zeal, who burn. Wrath from erring man to turn : Wisdoirfi lessons to impart, Dedicate a faithful heart. 2 Ere the watchman spy the dawn, Or the dew have pearl* d the lawn ; While the shadows still endure, Ling'ring yet the deep obscure ; Wakes the soul on truth intent ; Heavenward are its ofFrings sent ; Borne on seraph's wing its powers, Roll in rapt'rous thought the hours. 3 Feeble as the orb of night, Nature faintly sheds her light ! Revelation's brighter ray Kindles up a glorious day : Guides the men of heart sincere, Wipes away the sufF'rer's tear ; Tells of glory when we die, Points to happier worlds on high. 4 'T is my heritage divine ! Riches, honors, I resign, With unhallow'd passions sought, Purchase of distracting thought. Pure and calm be my employ, Pleasures mine without alloy ! Heavenly hopes my heart engage, Chartered on the immortal page ! Beneccnto : H. V H. God is Goodness : G. C Ziklag : Z- 154 PSALM 119. PART III. T. 7. Complaint of an erring church under persecution. Plaintive. i Cleaving to the dust, we lie ; Clad in sorrow's garb, we sigh ! Rescue, Lord ! thy erring sheep ; Save thy penitents who weep. 2 Trembles every contrite heart, Lest thy presence, Lord ! depart; Lest abandon'd to thine ire, Far from blessing we expire. 3 Tyrants of a prouder name, Profligates of vulgar fame, Fiercely on our ruin bent, Foulest calumnies invent. 4 Nearly from the earth we fail, Privileges lost bewail ; Gazing, reaching, to the skies, Sink our spirits, waste our eyes. 5 When the world around us smil'd, Sinful joys our souls beguil'd ; Infidelity ensnar'd Whom voluptuousness had spar'd. 6 Victims of oppression now, Humbly at thy feet we bow ; Quit the devious paths we trod, For the statutes of our God. PSALM Lift L6B : Lift, O lift, thy holy light ! Rise in thy eternal might ! Scatter every cloud below, Comfort od thy church bestow. 3 Let salvation'.- brightest beam/ Radiant from th\ I seen! I.-rVl's hope be then our song, All our pilgrimage along ! Condolence : B. C. Leo Hasdcr ; minor : Z. 120. L. M. Sorrow in association with sinners. Flaintive. i Woe, woe is me ! constrained to dwell In these dire shades of death and hell ! Whence peace hath sped her lasting flight, Where sin pollutes the torturd sight ! I Amid the profligate and proud, A mark I sojourn for the crowd ! To innocence they menace war ! Of hope, of pity, they debar ! 3 Mv Father! on thy mercy cast, O screen me from the impending blast ! The lips that righteousness defame — Consign to penitence and shame ! Windham : H. 4' H. Gomorrha : Z. 156 PSALM 121. C. M. Confidence of virtue in divine protection. Affcttuoso. i Above the hills, above the skies, And all created powers, In hope I lift my longing eyes To heaven's eternal towers ! 2 To him who spread the spacious earth, And gilds the glowing cloud, I pour my every sorrow forth, In adoration bow'd. 3 Thence, rapid as the solar ray, Descends almighty aid ; Unseen, it guards my lonely way, I rest beneath its shade. 4 Secure I rest, for Isr'el's God No slumbers e'er surprise ; Secure the shades of death I trod Beneath his watchful eyes. 5 The Lord himself, omnipotence, My steps will safely guide ; Protected by his providence, In peace my years shall glide. 6 Nor burning noon, nor chilly night, Shall waste my wearied frame ; My safety is the Godhead's might, Should worlds dissolve in flame ! 7 Where'er 1 walk, where'er I dwell, The Deity I trace ; My soul he keeps, his love to tell, To see, in heaven, his face ! Clifford: H. fy H. Samos ; Hansen: G. C Obligation: 2. PSALM 122. 151 MX LINE B. M. i ibbath a delight. i Wii i r ii' Mid, When ].< th-fl ound Prom Zion's moanl that When saints ( To praise the Dame divine, And duty to devotion call- ! 2 With early step^, my feet The solemn portal- greet, That stand before the eternal throne : ►m'd host, There Gentile nation.-, I Mi — iah's cause and crown their own. 3 For Zion shall my prayer, While yet I breathe this air, Unceasing blessings supplicate : Who builds her lofty towers, Who consecrates her hours, On him may happiness await ! 4 O city ever blest, Be peace divine thy rest ! Prosperity thy walls defend ! Enlarge thy hallow r d place, Adorn thy sons with grace, And every heart in union blend ! Zions Hill ; Latrobc : II. 3 For his great name, in whom we plead, Thy servant and thy son, Remove not hence thy presence, Lord ! Here let thy will be done ! 4 This hallow'd rest be thy abode, While yet the ages roll ! .May tidings of redeeming love Here gladden every soul ! s Fulfill thy word ! Messiah's crown With brighter beams adorn ! Till earth reflect the light, beyond The brightness of the morn. Bradford : H. <£- H. Kingston : G. C. Hosanna : Z. 133. c. m. Brotherly love. Espressivo. i How good, how joyful, is the peace That dwells the saints among ! That virtue still with virtue- links, Her pilgrimage along ! 2 'T is fragrant as the rich perfumes On royal heads outpour'd ! As when of old, on Isr'eFs priest, The holy oil was shower'd. 3 'T is soft as dew, from verdant hills That trickles to the vale ; And swells unseen the bubbling brook, With streams that never fail ! 4 'Tis like the bliss of heaven, begun, In concord sweet, below ! There friendship shall eternal live, And peace like rivers flow. Eddinvton : B. C. CohasseC : G. C. Canabich . 166 PSALM 133. VERSION II. T. &I. Virtuous friendship, esp. Sacred tie ! that sweetly binds The sympathies of kindred minds! Fragrant as the vernal bloom, Precious as the choice perfume, Which, pour'd profuse on Aaron's head, In Judah's fane its odors spread ! Its odors richly spread! 2 Friendship, charm of virtuous man, Thy blessings how shall mortals scan? Dew descending on the hills, Swelling the transparent rills, From Zion's mount that gently flow, Where charities celestial grow ! Lo ! my Shepherd; piece; Haydn: H. fy H. ed. 1829. The words in Italic, answer to the line, " With peace di^ vinely blest! " of the model. 134. C. M. D. Morning and evening worship, doke Come, servants of Jehovah, come, Your morning tribute bring ; Rehearse, in grateful orisons, The praises of your King ; And nightly, as ye fan the flame Of pure devotion's fire, To him exalt the sacred song, To him attune the lyre. 2 Within his sanctu'ry adore, And lift your hearts in prayer ; Though infinite his presence be, His mercy lingers there : He made the firmament on high, And earth's far distant ends ; On Zion, his belov'd abode, In blessings he descends ! Brattle-street : if. fy H. Morning Hymn : Z. 4 PSALM 135. U'u PART I. S. If. I teliness of praise, (> praise the God of heaven. Ami celebrate his Dam Till warm affection lire the lie an With an immortal tlame ! i To praise creation's Lord, The Deity to trace, Becomes the creatures of his power, The subjects of his grace. Maestoso. 3 Above all vanities, The everlasting God, Whate'er he wills, in heaven and earth, Obeys no fabled nod. I 'T is will'd, 't is done, 't is fix'd, While heaven and earth shall last '. No power but penitence can stav The overwhelming blast 1 i He summons forth the clouds : In torrents they descend ; His thunders agitate the world, And winds their fury blend. ArtVttuoso. j But gentler scenes await The people of his choice : Where sin and sorrow are unknown. Unheard the tempest's voice. I Eternal is thy name Whom heavenly hosts revere ! To thee shall millions yet unborn The bright memorial rear ! Olmutz : H. $' H. Shepherd: G C Isaiah: Z. 168 PSALM 134. PART II. T. 7. Senselessness of idolatry. Grave. i Foolish people ! to behold Deity in burnish'd gold ! Dazzled with the bright array, Prostrate in the dust to pray ! 2 Senseless mortals! would ye make Boundless mind of form partake 1 Creature and Creator join 1 Gods from earth and hell purloin ? 3 Hapless sinners ! like your gods, Beaten by a tyrant's rods, Shall ye learn, how vain the hope, With the Holy One to cope ! Emmons : G. C. Kospoth : Z. 135. DOXOLOGY. T. 3. & 7. Con anima. 1 Praise the God of our salvation ! Praise him in the choral band ! Praise him through his wide creation, Tribes and tongues of every land ! 2 Praise him, all his gifts confessing, Priests and people of his flock ! Praise him, Zion, now, with blessing ! Praise him thy eternal rock 1 Love divine : L. H. Bavaria : G. C. MehuL : Z. PSALM 136. 160 T. 7. Thanksgiving for blessings spiritual and temporal. At'i-f i Thanks to a propitious Lord, For his providence and word! Lord of lord- ! supreme, benign! God of gods ! by power divine ! 2 Thanks to him whose skill portray'd Earth, in varied hill and glade ; Stretch'd o'er all the glowing sky, Bade the seas beneath it lie. 3 Thanks to him whose kindling ray Fir'd the sun, and form'd the day ; p. Made the moon, a gentler light, dim. Tranquil as the stilly night. 4 Thanks to him whose sweet command Fertiliz'd the teeming land ; Roll'd the changeful orbs, that bring Food to every living thing. 5 Thanks to him whose pity view'd Hapless man by sin subdu'd ; Sent redemption from on high, Gave his church the victory ! 6 Thanks to her conductor, God, While the wilderness she trod ! Not oppression's thorny way Could her holy purpose stay I 7 Thanks to heaven's eternal Lord ! Be his name by all ador'd ! Thanks for goodness without end, Mercies which to all extend ! Norwich . M. Frcscubaidi : Z. 15 170 PSALM 137. A. FIVE LINES. 11 & 10. Zion forsaken. Plaintive. i Ye waters, once Eden's ! by you we sat down, And Zion rememb'ring, our beautiful crown, By patriarchs founded, by providence kept, By sin deeply wounded ! — in silence we wept ! We wept o'er her sin ! in silence we wept ! ■2 Our harps, on the willows suspended, forlorn, Return'd but our sighs, with the breath of the morn ! At eve, when the stranger commanded our lays, No song of our Zion, alas ! could we raise : We wept o'er her sin I we mourn' d for her ways ! 3 Ah ! woe to the cruel ! Destroy ! he exclaim'd ; Destroy this fair temple, this city so fam'd ! Erase it for ever ! no more shall it stand, The boast, and the beauty, of Israel's land ! Woe ! woe to the proud ! thy doom is at hand ! 4 O Zion, thy beauty I ne'er can forget, Though song and sweet music this tongue should neglect ! Xo joy thy remembrance shall ever efface, Thy sin, and thy sorrow, I '11 ever retrace ; I '11 weep o'er thy sin ! I '11 supplicate grace ! Home : Bishop. Repeat the two first words of every 5th line, on the notes corresponding with home! home! of the model; thus: C home ! ) { home ! ) -p.. • -, .-. , .. T t- , \ „™*~4 \l\ * i ? Divide the clause, " \\ e wept- £ we wept ! ) \ we wept ! $ r o'er her-sin ! :; or : - Woe ! woe-to the-proud ! ,J among the three or four notes next following: and sing the entire 5th line to the last four bars and a part. PSALM 187. 171 ION II. C. If. The exile. Plain tire. i Sever'd by rapine, spoil'd of home, Subjected to a ban ; boundless solitudes I roam, e last al tan ! i Those woods, in \. rora clad ! Tlie brake, the pois'nous bower : The Btreamless torrent path I tread ; And waste the wear) hour! 3 No solemn strain my spirit cheers, Nor voice of holy prayer : My songs are sighs, my vows are tears. My solace is, despair ! 4 My father's soil, my father's grave, I never more shall see ! The streams that my lov'd cottage lave Are lost ! are lost to me ! 5 My heritage can I forofet ? Forget, my hand, thy skill ! The thought, while life shall linger vet, This harass'd heart shall till ! 6 Be silent, grief! there is a home ! And exiles may return ! Arise, ascend to that blest dome, And retribution learn ! Ferry: minor: II. ^ II. Chcrokccs i Z. 172 PSALM 138. Religion fearlessly avowed. Maestoso. i To thee, my God, my gracious king, The homage of a heart I bring ; In halls of state, before the throne, Thy providence and power I '11 own. 2 To thee, within the solemn fane, My voice shall pour the thankful strain ; Thy truth and love my praise demand ; Thy words fulfill' d my soul expand. 3 To thee I call'd ; thou heard'st my prayer ; I breathe anew, new vigor share ; Immur'd in deep oblivion's shade, Thy benefits the deep pervade. 4 Though high, and o'er all worlds supreme, Thy mercies on the lowly beam ; The haughty shun thy fearful sight, To exile doom'd, and darkest night. 5 When toil, and care, and grief, oppress, Celestial hopes my spirit bless ; Should enemies exult and rage, Unequal war with heaven they wage ! 6 To me, a poor, expiring, worm, My God will every hope confirm ! Benevolence divine shall last, When morn, and eve, and time, are past ! Luton : H. <^ H. Costclloio : G. C. Missionary Chant : Z. PSALM 139. 178 SIX LINE L. M. THREE PAUSES. Omniscience and omnipresence of God. esp. Omniscieni Lord I from thy bright beam Can mortal his devices screen ! Hi- daily walk, his nightly rest, What passions till the lab'ring breast ? Ah ! long before the purpose wrought, Hast thou discern'd the unfashion'd thought! 2 My path, pursuits, and purpose, lie, In dread display, before thine eye ! My every word, with power unknown, From earthly lips hath reach'd thy throne ! Thy hand, almighty Maker, bade My spirit rise, in iiesh array'd. 3 Ah ! whither then shall creature flee, Nor impress find of Deity I "Where quit his presence and his power ! What dungeon seek, or lofty tower ? To heaven I mount, and see him there ! I sink to hell ; and, lo ! he 's near ! 4 If, borne on wings of light, I sweep The utmost limits of the deep ; Thy hand shall urge the rapid course, Thy right hand regulate its force ! Should pristine darkness veil my sight, Thy presence would itself be light ! 5 When merg'd in nature's depths I lay, Thy spirit mov'd the formless clay : Impell'd to energy each part, And pour'd life's torrent from the heart ! Thy counsels in creation shine, Thy mercies round my heart entwine ! 15* 174 PSALM 139. 6 O mystery sublime, immense ! That mocks the feeble grasp of sense ! I pause, I tremble, I adore ! Nor dare the infinite explore ! Content his attributes to know, Whence virtue's consolations flow. Zlon : Salisbury : H. 4" H. Handel s Song : Z. 140. L. M. Care of heaven for the just. Affettuoso. i My voice shall reach the heavens, and claim The Godhead by a father's name ; His mercy will the kindred own, And heed the sorrows of a son. 2 Enfeebled by a thousand ills, My energies renew' d he wills ; I trust his care to screen my head, When battle strews its gory bed ! 3 Afflicted virtue's sure defence, My buckler is omnipotence ; The just it never will forsake, Nor cov'nant with the pious break. 4 Redeem'd, their tribute they repay, And consecrate the festal day ; Thanksgiving offer with delight, Till, heavenward borne, they take their flight. Hebron : H. fy H. Boicen : G. C. Cathedral Chant : Z. PSALM 141. 19S Present salvation sought. All" •ttuo-o. i Hasten, Lord! regard my cry ! Bring thy great salvation nigh ! Listen to a suppliant voice, Cause thy mourner to rejoice. 2 Sweet as incense be mv prayer, Mingling with the empyreal air ! Dear my ofFring to thine eves, As the evening sacrifice ! 3 By no wickedness defiTd, By no hypocrite beguil'd, Let me from the ungodly haste, Never of their banquets taste. 4 Rather let the righteous smite, Their reproofs upon me light ; Not with trumpet tongue to roll, But as balm to heal the soul. 5 Yet in thee, my God ! I trusl ! Pity feeble, sinful, dust ! Cast me not from thy blest sight, Crown me in eternal liorht. Granbfj : H. £ H. Jomelll : Z. 141. DOXOLOGY. SIX LINE 8 & 7. Blessing, honor, power, and glory. To the everlasting throne ! Myriad myriads fall before thee, Holy, holy, holy One ! Praise immortal, for thy mercy, Beaming, flowing, through thy Son ! EHcnthorpc ; dox. G. C. Great Jehovah ; dox. 17G PSALM 142. Afflictions deprecated.' Plaintive. 1 To God I utter'd my complaint, My anguish all I told ; The troubles, like a stormy sea, That o'er my bosom roll'd. 2 Thou knewest my distractions, Lord ! "When toss'd upon that wave ; On every side I sought a hand, But none was there to save. 3 No haven stretch'd its circling arms, No Toice my efforts cheer'd ; Where'er I turn'd my tortur'd eye. Relentless death appeared. 4 My God ! thou only art my hope ! Exclaim'd my trembling tongue; On thee, my portion, whilst I live, My dying spirit hung. 5 Again the howling storm is heard, New terrors round me glare ! O save me from the dark abyss, Oh ! rescue from despair ! Howard's • H. S, H. Hope : Z. PSALM 14:5 IT Apprehension of Divine judgments. Plaintive. i 'Gainst man should heaven indignant turn, Should wrath against the sinner hum ; Before thy sight what soul could stand, What flesh endure, O God! thy hand ? 2 O let me not thy judgments know ! Consign me not to sin and woe ! Revive this drooping heart, and raise My gloomy thoughts to themes of praise. 3 I muse on all thy goodness past ; Thy works, so exquisite and vast; To thee I stretch my feeble hands, For thee I gasp, as thirsty lands. 4 Hide not the vision of thy face, The pledges of thy pard'ning crrace ! O come with every morning's light, Return with each returning night ! s Teach, Lord ! thy servant to obey ; Direct me in thy righteous way : Whate'er is good and great inspire, For thou, O God ! art my desire. 6 Where peace and righteousness abide, To that blest land my spirit guide : There pants my eager soul to be ; By mercy sav'd, to dwell with thee ! Life prolong d : G. C. p. 178. Lijnn : M. Choral Song : Z. 178 PSALM 144. L. M. National virtue the souice of national prosperity. Maestoso. i Jehovah be for ever blest, My rock, my fortress, and my rest ! In war, the avenger of my right, My patron in the doubtful fight. 2 He builds immovable the throne, Whose monarchs tyranny disown ; Exalts, on fame's bright roll, the state, Where honors upon virtue wait. 3 To vigor form'd and fearless truth, Its sons grow up a gen'rous youth ; Its daughters, deck'd with virtue, shine, Like carvings of the hallow'd shrine. 4 There swell the garner's ample stores, There blithely sound the bending floors; With lowing herds the meadows round, With bleating flocks the hills, abound. 5 Nor haggard want, nor pallid care, Deform the scene ; nor deep despair ; No lamentation in the street, No cruel bonds, our pity meet. 6 O happy people ! bounteous heaven To you the joys of earth hath given ; On you conferr'd its chief regard, And condescends to be your Lord. Sharon : H. 8f H Olympus : Z. PSALM 145. l. m. \VJ Divine beneficence universal. Dolce. Fob ever shall my praise arise, To thee, the only good and « My thanks for ever shall ascend To God. my everlasting friend. DO day to day m\ tongue shall tell Of g ss still ineffable ; The grandeur of thy works I *11 sing, Till heaven and earth responsive ring-. 3 Encircling all our race, thy love Prepares lor man a bliss above ; No mortal is beneath thy care, The meanest in thy mercy share. 4 Thou op'nest wide thy lib'ral hand, And blessings shower upon the land : Thou cheerest every heart with good, And feedest man with angel's food ! 5 Creation all shows forth thy praise. Thy saints the choral anthem raise : They celebrate thy vast domain, And sing the glories of thy reign. 6 Thy monarchy is boundless space : Where aught exists, thy power we trace ; Thv reign eternally endures. And virtue's starry crown secures. Costdloic's Morning Hymn H. Halleluiah ! still prolong, Breath of harmony, the song ! Organ symphony. Halleluiah ! on the swell, Mercies of Jehovah tell ! Semichorus ; tenor and base. Full organ. 6 Halleluiah ! thund'ring roll From the deep-ton'd, manly, soul ! 5 Halleluiah ! virgin band, Soft respond the sweet command ! Chorus ; cres. 7 Halleluiah ! all who live, Praise to your Creator give ! Halleluiah ! rapt'rous lay ! Bear me to celestial day ! Homilius: Z. repeating the four last strains for the 7th stanza. END OF THE PSALMS. s. c. sop* dim. SACRED ODES. ODE I. C. M. Te Deum laudamus ! Maestoso. i We praise, we worship thee, O God ! Hail, sovereign Lord of all ! Before thy everlasting throne, Shall prince and people fall. f. 2 To thee all angels cry aloud, And powers of loftiest name ; Through heaven's unmeasur'd orb resounds The rapturous acclaim ! p. 3 Thee, holy, holy, holy Lord ! The seraph sweetly sings ; And ceaseless strikes his golden harp To high, celestial, things : — 4 Where spreads the glitt'ring arch of heaven, Thy majesty is seen ! Where earth in living beauty shines, Thy milder glories beam ! 5 Prophetic bards resume the lyre, To Isr'el's ancient Lord ; Apostles emulate their fire, And swell the sacred chord. p. 6 Confessors, mighty for the truth, A Saviour's triumph boast ! f. With halleluiahs shout thy praise — The martyr's glorious host ! Halleluiah ! for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth ! Handel. London : B. C. Parma : H. 4" H. Redemption : Z. The halleluiah on particular occasions only. 190 SACRED ODES. ODE 2. L. M. Veni, Creator Spiritus ! Maestoso. i Descend, celestial spirit ! flame, That circles the eternal name ! Diffuse thy beams, thy gifts impart ! Shine, source of light, on every heart ! 2 Descend, creative power ! and bless Thy new-born church with righteousness ! Spread, spread thy wings, almighty love, And bear our ravish'd souls above ! 3 Cheer, sacred comforter, the breast That sighs for everlasting rest ! Peace, heavenly peace, inspire within ; Dethrone, despoil, the monster, sin ! 4 Bright influence of the Deity, From guilt and error set us free ! Conduct thy weary pilgrims home ! Come, holy inspiration, come ! Quito : H. $> H. Alton : G. C. Baptist : Z. ODE 3. T. 7, The christian's dying aspiration. Ps. xxxi. 5. 1 Pet. i. 2. Father ! to thy arms I flee ! Call my spirit, Lord ! to thee ! Purified in mercy's flood ! Sprinkled with a Saviour's blood ! Angels ever bright. Handel; piece: B.C. SACRED ODES. 191 ODE 4. A. & C. 9, 10, & 4. Commemoration of the righteous dead. Wisdom, iii. Plaintive. 1 Tiior hast fled, righteous spirit, our world ! And the sons of the morning receive thee ! Where the banners of bliss are unfurl'd, Where sorrow shall never more grieve thee, Lull'd every storm ! 2 How we mounrd, when we saw thee expire ; From our tenderness torn, and from pleasure ! Ah ! we saw not the chariots of fire, That bare thee to joys without measure, Laid up in heaven ! 3 5 T was not death, 5 t was its semblance and shade, That eclips'd, for a moment, thy vision ! In the grave but thy garments we laid, Fulfilling the solemn decision, Dust unto dust ! 4 May the clods of the valley repose On thy mortal habiliments lightly ! And the verdure, as sweet as the rose, With flowrets of spring sparkling brightly, Bloom o'er thy rest ! 6 For awhile though enduring the rod, Yet with mercy eternal regarded ; Now at peace, in the bosom of God, A crown hath thy virtue rewarded, Bright as the stars ! 6 Be thy crown, and thy faithfulness, mine ! Thy remembrance, blest saint, will I nourish! Till united, in glory to shine, In friendship immortal to flourish, Spirit, adieu ! Far at sea ! Florio. 192 SACRED ODES. ODE 5. T. & I. 7 &. 8. D. Wisdom everlasting. Prov. iii. Maestoso. i Wisdom ! lovely, pare, refin'd ! Friend and guide of human kind ! Light of the immortal mind ! Thyself, O fair, to me impart ! Who thy portals wait before, Who thy mysteries explore, Taught betimes in heavenly lore, Will consecrate to thee the heart ! 3 Ere the stream of time began, Wand'ring stars their courses ran, Meted by their Maker's span, With Deity wast thou enthroned ! When no chasm yawn'd below, When no fount was seen to flow, When no fires diffus'd their glow, Delight of the eternal own'd ! s Long before the mountains stood, Or the hills were cloth'd with wood, Or the valleys smil'd with good, To decorate the teeming earth ; Yet the firmament unspread, Nature yet in silence dead, Yet unrear'd the alpine head, Thy splendors shone, and peerless worth ! 4 When Jehovah veiFd the skies, Bade the fleecy vapors rise, Winds to breathe their balmy sighs, And stormy chaos lull to rest ; ChannelFd out the mighty deep, Taught the oozy ground to weep, Sea and shore what bounds to keep, Thy counsel stood, approv'd and blest ! SACRED ODES. 193 5 Thou wast ever his delight, Ruling his resistless might, Joj m_ r at creation's sig When orb on or!) responsive rang ! But when Godhead crown 'd the whole, Forming man a living soul, Wisdom's praise then shook the pole, And harmony its chor: it ; or. When through life. ODE 6. A, II. Song of the shepherds at the nativity. Luke, ii. Dolce. 1 Come, faithful expectants of Shiloh, your Kinz I Let Bethlehem's walls with hosannas now ring ! Lo ! Zion's redeemer descends from on high ! O come, happy shepherds ! salvation is nigh ! 2 To Judah's falFn sceptre, Messiah is born ! The lowly are rais'd, the haughty shall mourn ! Fulfill'd by Jehovah is David's own word ! Come quicklv, O shepherds ! see Christ, David's Lord! 3 No pomp to debar us, no guards to affright ; A manger contains all creat ight ! In robes not of purple ; in radiance divine, He comes to redeem us ! fulfill'd is the time ! 4 His advent auspicious, bright angels proclaim, And earth still resounds with the Savior's sweet name ! The vision of glory still dazzles our eyes ! Rehearse, favord shepherds, the song of the skies ! 5 To God in the highest be glorv supreme ! On earth shall sweet peace and benevolence beam ! Goodwill 1 — with what rapture the harmonv ran ! Goodwill from his Maker ! goodwill to lost man ! Portuguese Hymn : H. Se If. Galilee : Z. 17 194 SACRED ODES. ODE 7. C. M. Annunciation of the gospel. Isaiah, lii. Con anima. i Ziox, awake ! gird on thy strength ! Thy glitt'ring robes assume ! Past is the night ! the shades are gone ! The spells of pagan gloom ! 2 Tidings of joy to all mankind The song of heaven proclaims : Mountain to valley spreads the sound ! — Thy King, O Zion, reigns ! Semichorus, soprano. 3 How beautiful the willing feet, What grace those lips unseal, Which mercy bring ! and smiling peace, And heavenly hope, reveal ! Chorus. 4 Fetters and dust no more become The fav'rite of the skies ! Captive no more in error's toils, To liberty arise ! 5 Hark ! on the temple's sacred height Thy watchmen join their voice ! Salvation breathes on every tongue, And sweetly blend their joys ! g Earth, o'er its wastes and wilderness, Shall hail the auspicious day ! Brightly the opening vision glows ! Redemption speeds its w r ay ! Cambridge ; piece : L. H. Methfessel : Z. neglecting the notices above. SACRED ODES. 195 ODE 6. A. 11, It, 5c 5. NINE LINES. Rest in heaven ! Job, iii. 1 Cor. xv. Plaintive. i O grave ! in thy shadows I d seek my repose, With thee hide for ever my heart-rending woes ! Thy stillness should soothe every sorrow to sleep, And seal up these eyelids that open to weep ! Ah ! there shall the wicked no longer bear rule, And war never more be the sport of the fool ! For the tyrant is there but a pris'ner oppress'd ; pp. While his victim may sigh, as he smites on his breast, dim. Death ! thou art my rest ! 2 This blaze of broad day ! what a grief to behold ! For darkness I pant, as for treasures untold ! I linger, a captive to sickness and pain ! I wander, distracted and doom'd as a Cain! Joy, joy hath departed ! my hope is the tomb ! Unfold, ye drear portals ! I welcome your gloom ! Yet nnmingled with terrors, would nature request ; pp. And a whisper, as soft as the songs of the blest, dim. Come ! come to thv rest ! Affettuoso. 3 Their song now salutes me ! I hear it ! thev sav, From darkness, from silence, come, spirit, away ! Thy refuge be one that is able to save ! Himself who burst open the gates of the grave ! Where, death, is thy triumph ? J t is over the vile ! Thy dungeons shall never the righteous defile ! Thy spoils are corruption ! thy trophy is sin ! But spoil'd is the victor ! Where, terrible king ! Death ! where is thy stino* ? Rest, icarrior ! Kelly. 190 SACRED ODES. ODE 9. T. 3 LINE S s . Judgment. Maestoso. i Day of wrath! that day of wonders, Born amid ten thousand thunders, Heaven, and earth, and ocean, sunders! Trumpet crescendo. 9 Louder still the trumpet's clangor ! Warning of celestial anger ! Rousing death itself from languor ! Divoto. 3 Now the judge on clouds is seated ! Secrecy is now defeated ! Piety with plaudits greeted ! 4 See display'd the awful record ! Countless mercies shown to thee ward ! Crimes unnumber'd of the froward ! 5 Haughty sinner ! where betake thee ? Mercy, conscience, both forsake thee ! Justice must its victim make thee ! 6 Where, my soul, shall be thy station ? Fear the sinner's condemnation ! Lavish not thy short probation ! t Xow prepare thee ! never waver ! Then shalt thou obtain the favor, In the judge to see thy Saviour ! s Oh ! to hear him then addressing Once who were his cause confessing ! — This be my eternal blessing ! Written on the model of the Latin hymn. Dies irct ! dies i'la !