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A Table to find anyPsALM,, or 
 
 Part of a Psalm, by the .firft Line of it. 
 
 ■■ Note. The figures direct to the Psalm. 
 
 Pfalm, 
 
 AjLL ye nxfoo lo<ve the Lord, rejoice 1 49 
 
 Almighty Rider of ths fries' ' 8 
 
 Amid/? thy <voratk remember love ■ 38 
 
 Among t.b' ajf&mblite of the great 82 
 
 Among the princes, earthly gods 8 5 
 
 And 'will the God of grace 8 2, 
 
 Are all the fees 'cfZlon fools 5 ^ 
 
 Jirsfnners_ nov: fo jenfelefs grovun 1^ 
 
 Arfe, my gracious God 1 j 
 
 Anvake , ye faints , to praife your King l %$ 
 
 TOEHOLD the lofty fky ^ \ CJ 
 
 Behold the love-, the gen'rous love g q 
 
 Beheld the morning fun I g ■ 
 
 Behold the jure Fcundation-Stcne I i g 
 
 Behold thy w ait rag fervant , Lord 1 1 q 
 
 Blej's, O my foul, the living God 1 63 
 
 Bhft are the fans of peace i%x 
 
 Bleji are the fouls that hear and kmxa 3n 
 
 Blefc are the undefJ'din heart 1 iq 
 
 Bleji is the man, for- ever bleji 2 2 
 
 Blefi is the man whefe hevjeis move- 41 
 
 Bicji is the man vjko jhuns the place j 
 
 Blc/r is thy nation inhere the, Lord 53 
 
 /CHILDREN in years a;,d knowledge young -* )/L 
 Come, children, learn to fear the Lord 
 
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 Come, let our voices join to raife 
 
 Come, found his praife abroad g - 
 
 Confides alt my for rows. Lord lja 
 
 J~\A¥ID rejoiced 'in God his frengtb 21 
 
 Deep in our hearts let us record -. Cq 
 
 ■pJRLT, my God, without delay ■ 65 
 
 ^*~ Zscakihe Lord our God 
 
 99 
 
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 BLE 
 
 
 P 
 
 r. r 
 
 cum 4^ 
 
 - IW/s th gentle hand 119 
 
 ace -tcj 
 
 . j J'are tfjey 1 25 
 
 ■;.: s my healthy :. . . ■ was hr.ight 30 
 
 iW* in t .-_.: and fay 14 
 
 ;--c.::-,.J . hi th U : I44 
 
 •-•'-' 89 
 
 ,.•:-..:•-.;:■, ,.,.\v his haine 107 
 
 i •'.- all tbi - . .: . litlc'XO tbr/kies 1,1.7 
 
 /'■ ■. ■ thoughts 1 >o 
 
 / "^IVE .■'.. . s C.:..' ; Z<: reigns ab&ve ic/ 
 
 ^ C. ve . . . ■■:.<■ /j GcJ. invoke his name 105 
 
 (.-'.:" th v ; .•; Qj.i : 1 36 
 
 G/~r tharJis to Cod the ■ Lord 136 
 
 GrV£ioc::r rrtal praife 136 
 
 G; : t ?5 :.'.j Lordysjotx fffam^ 29 
 
 G'm' //; .:/; earthly temple L-\s 87 
 
 Gtydzslhes fuge of his faints 46 
 
 . / or/f ;' a;; J #27 a a* <r 73 
 
 . V urnal l:ve ic6 
 
 ' '.•":..' c/ :■:.■• childhood a J :::y youth 7 I 
 
 Gad e<f7?y life, look gently dc-zvn -39 
 
 . <2/*v/ my pn "109 
 
 G-. ;,;''' . - .'■;•? ly Kim 6> 
 
 /ion //'^j 84. 
 
 Gra*/ w>c:/, -fcKv oft.did\&€!iprGve 78 
 
 ^«w 63 
 
 Gr^-i G% 'dframs 19 
 
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 Vjahu 
 
 'TJJD not rhe Lord, may lifclfzy 1 24 
 
 Happy is he who fears the Lord 1 1 2 
 
 Hcppy the city ^y.ere their. fans 144 
 
 Happy the man to whom his God 32 
 
 Happy the man wbofe cautious feet . 1 
 
 Hear me, O God, nor hide ihy face 2 02 
 
 Hear what the Lord in vifon faicl 89 
 
 Help, Lord, for -men of virtue fail I. 2 
 
 He reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns - 97 
 
 He who hath made his refuge God. 9 1 
 
 High in the heavens, eternal God 3 5 
 
 How awful Js thy chaff ning rod 77 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear "-2Z 
 
 How fafl their guilt andforrows rife 16 
 
 How long, Lord, pall I complain 1 3 
 
 Ilotv long wili^hou conceal thy face I 3 
 
 How pleafantj how divinely fair 84 
 
 How plea fant } tis to fee 1 33 
 
 How pleas' 'd and blefl was I 122 
 
 How jhall the young jlcure their hearts , 1 1 9 
 
 JEHOVAH reigns; he dwells in light- 93 
 
 J J.efas, our Lord, afcend thy throne 110 
 
 Jefu s Jhall reign where: er the fun. 7 z 
 
 If God fucceed not, all the coft I 27 
 
 If God 10 build the hufe deny 12 J 
 
 J lip: my foul to God 2 5 
 
 Vllblefs t ' e Lord from day to day 34 
 
 Piipraife my Maker with my breath 146. 
 
 PUjpeak the honours of my King 45 
 
 1 love the Lord : he heard my cries X 1 6. 
 
 In all my vaji concerns with thee 1 3 $ 
 
 In anger, Lord; rebuke me net £ 6 
 
 In God's own hcuf p"onounce MS praife 150 
 
 In judab, God ofoldvJus known 7° 
 
 Inv/tly hands P God of truth 3 1 
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 ^cy to the would $ tht'Lotd is com* 9'> 
 
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 •r; btfaft l 3 i 
 
 Z u :.- Li ■■ :ur' i hand 102 
 
 "judge me, Lordi andprove liiywtys 26 
 
 Judges, wjw rule tic world by laws 58 
 
 ,'/•'■ • a e thy nxrtiyf) and trite thy -\icrd 1'S 
 
 I waited patient for the Lord 40 
 
 / will extol (kee, Lard, en high 30 
 
 J ET all the earth their voice: raife 96 
 
 Let all the Heathen writers join I 19 
 
 JjCt children hear the mighty deeds 7 8 
 
 Let e-iSry creature join 148 
 
 Let ev'ry tongui thy gcodnefs fpeak 1 45 
 
 Let Jinnsrs take their courj'e 5 5 
 
 Let Zion it her King rejoice 46 
 
 Lei Zion a;:d her Jons rejoice 102 
 
 Lc: Zion praife ihc ;;:ijhy God 1 47 
 
 hojtg as I J it - . fffby name 1 45 
 
 herd, : nation off 60 
 
 wilt i>rc vc l 7 
 
 • It thy rre.- 6 
 
 in fin 5 1 
 
 by judgments right 119 
 
 , if 1 cine eyes fur-vcy oar faults QO 
 
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 ... / ha>vt :nade thy woza 1 my ch- : 1 1 9 
 
 in the norning-thau Jh&lt . 5 
 
 . .:.; days 34 
 
 / would jj :lrijs 5 1 
 
 v 1 ' 1 ;-^ 04 
 
 ' baft eajjtd thy [-race tbmiiid 85 
 
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 i through ' 139 
 
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 Lord', thou nvilt hear me vMh 1 pray • 4 
 
 horjy 'its a plkafazt thing ivftimd 92 
 
 Jjiird, *ive harvt ,.:.;.■- thy ivofks of 'old 44 
 
 "Lord, <vchat dfeibh piece 90 
 
 Lord, nvhat a thoughthfs nxvetch vjas I 7 3 
 
 Lord, what is m&fcfpdwfetbiejman I44 
 
 Lord, w&at wisri man, ewmn :::ade at fir ft 8 
 
 Lord, <v:hcn I count thy mercies o^er I39 
 
 Lord, n.vhen thou didji ajcend en Ugh 63 
 
 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 148 
 
 Lot nvhat a glorious Corner- St one 1 18 
 
 Lo ! what an Entertaining hnepva 133 
 Jy/TAKER and fo-S reign Lord _ 2 
 
 Mercy and 'judgment are my Jong 101 
 
 Mine eyes and my dejlre 25 
 
 My Gsd, accept My early <vo>ivs 141 
 
 My God, corfder my dijlrejs 1 1 9 
 
 'My God, hoiv many are my fears 3 
 
 My God, in ixbom are all the ft rings . 57 
 
 My God, my e-verla/Hng hope 7 I 
 
 My God, my &ing, t!y various praife 145 
 
 My God, 'permit my ton rue 64. 
 
 MyGcd, fkejispsaf pious mm , 37 
 
 My God, kvbai inward grief I fed 339 
 
 My ne^er-ceo. \ ..; :•:;;.: fkallfb'onxi 89 
 
 /'_',' refute is the C od of Jove i I 
 
 1 ■■; rigiptecus Judge. my gracious God 143 
 
 My Savic&exJmyKifig 45 
 
 Mf Saviour, my almighty Frisxd 7 I 
 
 My Shepherd-Mill (uppJy mj -ced 23 
 
 My fid, lunv lovely is the place , 3 4 
 
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 Tfalm. 
 
 My foul, repeat his praife 103 
 
 My foul, thy great Creator praife IC4 
 
 My fpirit looks to Gcd alone 62 
 
 My j'pirit finks within me, Lord 42 
 
 My truji is in my heac'nly Friend j 
 
 A/Ojlssp nor Jlumbcr to his eyes 1 32 
 Not to cur names, thou only jufl and true 1 1 5 
 
 Not to our/elves, who are but duji 1 1 5 
 
 Now be 7?iy heart infpir'd to fing 45 
 
 Now from the roaring lio/i's rage 22 
 
 Now V?n convinced the Lord is iihd 73 
 
 Now let our lips with holy fear 09 
 
 Now let our mournful Jongs record 22 
 
 Now may the God of pew* r and grace 20 
 
 Now plead my caufe, Almighty Gcd 35 
 
 Now jh all myfolemn <vo\. ; s ie p aid 6 6 
 
 /"} ALL ye nations, praife the Lord I 17 
 
 O bleffea folds arc they 3-2 
 
 O blefs the Lord, my foul 1 03 
 
 Ofjujiice and of grace 1 feng 10 1 
 
 O for a fhcut of f acred joy 4 7 
 
 O God, my refuge, hear ?ny cries 5 5 
 
 O God of grace and rigltsoufiefs 4 
 
 O God of mercy, hear my call 5 I 
 
 O God to whom revenge belongs 94 
 
 O happy man who f foul is fill'd 1 2 3 
 
 O &?/$> nation, where the Lord 33 
 
 O ho v: I lc-ve thy holy law 1 1 9 
 
 O Zcr./, /?0iu sfcagp « re my foes 3 
 
 O Lord our hed r o i nh Kin<r 8 
 
 O ZsnY, our Lor a, bow nvond'rous great 8 
 
 O //•>#/ /£<? Lord' would guide my ways 1 1 9 
 
 O /£*/ thy jlaiules cvry hour 1 1 9 
 
 O /io« -ivZo hear ft when firmer s cry 5 1 
 
 flfaw -xi'/cyr £rtf<\f and juflice reign |ij 
 
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 O thou vohofe jujtice reigns en high 56 
 
 Our God, our help in ages, paji 90 
 
 Out of the deeps often? ttifirefs 1 30 
 
 O what afiij rebellion: hcuie 7 8 
 
 JjRJI-E waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 65 
 
 Prdife ye the Lore. : exalt Msjitijfte 1 35 
 
 Fraije \s the Lord : my heart fal 7 jcdt 146 
 
 • Praife ye the Lord ; 'tis good in raife 1 47 
 
 Pre/erve.tne Lcrd;w time of need iS 
 
 V£?01CE y yeri^:^:s,i: ! :^Lcrd 33 
 
 ^.e:::e;?icir, Lord, our mortal jtats * 09 
 
 Prelum, God-cftove, return c,o 
 
 -QALV AT 1QHM for ever nigh i$ 
 
 $d<ve me, O Lord, the fvselling foods 69 
 
 Save me, Lord f rent evry foe 1 6 
 
 See whet a living Stone 1 1 8 
 
 Skew pity, Lord-, O Lord, forgive 5 I 
 
 Shine, mighty God, en "'Zioil'Jhine 67 
 
 Sin?, all pe nations, to the Lard 66 
 
 ■Sing to the Lord aloud + - %\ 
 
 Sing to the Lord Jehovah'* name 95 
 
 Sing to the Lord with joy fid voice \ 1 00 
 
 Sing to the herd, ye dfa^t lands C}6 
 
 ■Songs of immortal praife belong ill 
 
 Soon as / heard my r a: her fay 2 J 
 Sure there } 's a righteous Gcd - ■ 73 
 
 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace 1 45 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 92 
 
 *fEAGIi me the medfure of try days 39 
 
 Thd Almighty reigns exalted high 97 
 
 'Thai man is bleji wr.c fiands in avse. I * 2 
 
 The e art io for ever is the Lord's ■ '$ 2 4 
 
 Thee will I love, O Lord, my firength 18 
 
 The God Jehovah reigns 99 
 
 Tits God of glory jinds his f amnions forth 5 Q 
 
jo TABLE. 
 
 P/alm. 
 
 The God of cur jcl<vation hears 65 
 
 Vhe heavns declare thy glory, Lcrd 19 
 
 Ike King of faints, hew fair bis face 4$ 
 
 ¥he Lord appears my helper movj 3 1 8 
 
 Ike Lord, bow worMrous are bis ways 103 
 
 The Lbrd Jehovah reigns 93 
 
 The Lord is come, the beav'ns proclaim 97 
 The Lcrd my Shepherd is .23 
 
 The Lord of glory is my light 27 
 
 The Lcrd of glory reigns, he reigns on high 93 
 
 The Lord, the fudge, before his throne 50 
 
 The Lcrd, the judge, ids churches warns 50 
 
 Thz %6rd, the Jon? reign King 1 03 
 ^*Jhe Lord, the Scv 'reign, feuds bis fummons forth 50 
 
 The man ts ever biej} I 
 
 The Praife of Zion waits for thee 65 
 
 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 40 
 
 Think, mighty God, on feeble man 89 
 
 This ts the day the Lord huth made 1 \ % 
 
 This fpacicus earth is all the Lord's 24 
 
 c i hcti art my portion, my God 1 19 
 
 Thou Godofjwe, thou ever b'eft 1 20 
 
 Through ev'ry age, eternal Ltod 90. 
 
 Thrice happy man w/.o fears the Lord 1 1 2, 
 
 Thus 1 refi'v'd ■ :fcre the Lord - 39 
 
 Thus faith the Lord, " The fpacious fields 50 
 
 Tbusfaitb the Lord, " Tour work is vain 40 
 
 9 bus the eternal Father f bake 113 
 
 Thus the grtui Lord of earth andfeas I 10 
 
 Thy mercies fill the earth, Lord 1 1 j 
 
 Thy name, Almighty Lord 1 1 9 
 
 Thy works fMLry, mighty Lord 1 07 
 
 *Tis by thy jti cngih t l :e mountains /land 6 5 
 
 To God I cry \; with mouYnfu 1 . :e 77 
 
 5"tf God I mace my Jo r row j kr.cwn 142 
 
TABLE. u 
 
 Pfalm. 
 
 'To God the great, the ever hleft 1 06 
 
 To hea-Sn I lift my watting eyes 121 
 
 To our Almighty Maker, God 98 
 
 To thee before ihe dawning light 1 1 9 
 
 Tb thee Mofl HJy, and Moft High 75 
 
 To thine almighty arm we owe 1 8 
 
 3 Twas for thy fake-, eternal God 69 
 
 *Twas from thy hand, my God, 1 came 1 39 
 
 'Twas in the matches of the right 63 
 
 If JIN man, on fcolifh plcajures lent 1 07 
 Unfhaken as the f acred hill - 125 
 
 Up from my youth, may Kv'elfay 129 
 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes 1 2 1 
 
 Upward I lift mine eyes 121 
 
 TJZE hlefs the Lord, thejuft and good 68 
 
 We love thee, Lord, and we adore 1 8 
 Whatjhall I render to my God ;:< 116 
 
 When Chrift to judgment J hall defend 50 
 
 When God is nigh, my faith isfirong 1 6 
 
 When God, provoked with daring crimes 1 07 
 
 When God refold our captive ft ate 1 26 
 
 When God re-veal 1 d his gracious name 126 
 
 When Ifr'el freed from Pharaoh^ hand 1 14. 
 
 When Ifr 1 elfins, the Lord reproves 78 
 
 When I with pie afing wonder ft and 1 39 
 
 When man grows bold in Jin 36 
 
 When overwhelmed with grief ^ 6 1 
 
 When pain and anguijh feize me, Lord iig 
 
 When the great Judge, fupr erne and juji cp 
 
 Wlierejhall the man befo&d 25 
 
 Where Jhall we go tofeek and find i$z 
 
 While men grow bold in wicked ways 36 
 
 While Ikeepfilence and conceal 32 
 
 Who Jhall afcend thy bjatfnly place ijj 
 
12 TABLE. 
 
 Pfalm. 
 
 Whojliall inhabit in thy hill ,- 
 
 Who will arife and ptead mf right 01 
 
 Why did the jews proclaim their rage z 
 
 Why did the nations join tojlay z 
 
 Why do the frond infult the poor 40 
 Why do the wealthy wicked bo aft 
 
 Why doth the LorJftand cjffofar io 
 
 Why doth the man cf ric-.es ^row a^ 
 
 Why has my God, my foul forfeek zz 
 
 Why Jhould I <vex my foul, and fret 3 7 
 
 Will God for ever cajt us off y± 
 
 With all my powers of heart and tongue 1 3^ 
 
 With ear -nejr longings cf the mind , 42 
 
 With ?ny Vihde heart ftt raife my fong 9 
 
 With my whole heart V-ve fought thy face 1 19 
 
 With. rev rer.ee let the faints appear 89 
 
 J'Vith fangs and honours founding loud 1 47 
 
 Would you beheld thewprh cf God 107 
 
 / Y*E holy fouls, in God rejoice 33 
 
 . Ye ifia ds of the Northern fea ' 97 
 
 Ye nations of the earth, rejoice IOO 
 
 Yefer-uunrs cfth y Almighty King 1 1 3 
 
 Ye fans of men, a feeble race m 
 
 Ye jcr.s effride who hate the jufl 49 
 
 Ye. who delight tojervt the Lord 1 1 3 
 
 Ye who obey tb' immortal King 134 
 
 Ye tribes cf Admin join 148 
 
 Yet (faith the Lord J if David'* race 89 
 
THE 
 
 PSALMS of DAFID y 
 
 IMITATED IN THE LANGUAGE 
 OF THE 
 
 NEW TESTAMENT. 
 
 Psalm I. Common Metre. 
 ¥%e nvay and end cf the righteous and the wicked* 
 
 1 TJLEST is the man who ihuns the place 
 
 Sg Where finnem love to meet ; 
 Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 
 And hates thefcoffer's feat. 
 
 2 Who in the flatutes of the Lord 
 
 Has plac'd his chief delight ; 
 By day he reads or hears the word, 
 And meditates by night. 
 
 3 [He, like a plant of gen rous kind, 
 
 By living waters tet^ 
 Safe from the ftorms and blafting wind. 
 Enjoys a peaceful ftate.] 
 
 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 
 
 Shall his profeffion fhine ; 
 While fruits of holinefs appear 
 
 Like duffers on the vuie. ' ; 
 
\. PSALM I. ■ 
 
 Not fo the impious and unjuft ; 
 
 What vain defigns they form ! 
 Their hopes are blown away like duft, 
 
 Or chaff before the ftorm. 
 Singers ta judgment flia'll not ftand 
 
 Among the fons of grace, 
 When Chrift the Judge at his right hand 
 
 Appoints his faints a place. 
 His eye beholds the. path they tread, 
 
 His heart approves it well ; 
 But crooked ways of fir.ners lead 
 
 Down to the gates of hell." 
 Psalm I. Short Metre. 
 
 The faint happy ; the Jintier miferable, 
 
 1 r*T\HE ran is ever bleft 
 
 jL Who fhuns the Tinner's ways-j 
 Among their councils never ftands, 
 Nor takes the fcorrier's place. 
 
 2 Who makes the law of God 
 
 His ftudy and delight, 
 Amidft the labours of the day, 
 And watches of the night. 
 
 3 He, like a tree (hall thrive, 
 
 With waters near the root ; 
 Frefhas the leaf his name (hall live ; 
 His works are heav'nly fruit. 
 
 4 But the ungodly race, 
 
 Can no fuch blefliags find : 
 Their hopes will flee like empty chaff 
 Before the driving wind. 
 
 5 How will they bear to ftand 
 
 Before that judgment-feat, 
 Where ail ths faints at Chri;Ts right hand 
 
PSALMI, IT. 15 
 
 In full aflembly meet f 
 6 He knows and be approves 
 
 The way the righteous go ; 
 But Tinners and their works will meet 
 A dreadful overthrow. 
 Psalm I. Long Metre. 
 ^The difference between the righteous and the wicked. 
 
 1 1" 'f APPY the man whofe cautious feet 
 
 L Shunsthe brosd way which finners go, 
 Who hates the place where Atheifts meet, 
 And fears to talk as fccffers do. 
 
 2 He loves to pafs his morning light 
 Amongthe fhtutescf the Lord ; 
 And fpends the wakeful hours of night 
 With pi eafn re, pond 'ring o'er the word. 
 
 3 He, like a plant by gentle ftreams, 
 Shall fleuri ill in immortal green : 
 
 And heav'n will thine with kinder! beams 
 On ev'ry work his hands begin. 
 
 4 But finners find their councils croft ; 
 As chaff before the temped flies, 
 
 So fhall their hopes be blown and loft, 
 When the laft trumpet makes the Ikies. 
 
 5 In vain the rebels feek to (Vand 
 
 In judgment, with the pious race ; 
 The dreadful Judge with ftern command 
 Divides them to a difPrent place. 
 
 6 " Strait is the way my Taints have trod, 
 " 1 blefs'd the paih and drew it plain j 
 
 cc But you would ehoofe the crooked road, 
 <c And down it leads' to endlefs pain/' 
 
 Psalm II. Short Metre. 
 Tranflated according to the divinepattem. 
 
5 PSALM II. 
 
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 Chrift dying , rifing, interceding, and reignbig. 
 
 1 [Tfc yTAKER and fov'reign Lord 
 
 1VJL 0f: heav'n, and earth, and feas \ 
 Thy providence confirms thy word, 
 And anfwers thy decrees* 
 
 2 The things fo long foretold 
 
 By David, are fulfill'd, 
 When yews and Gentiles join to flay 
 
 5ty«; thine holy child.] 
 ■ 3 Why did the Gentiles rage, 
 
 And Jews with one accord, 
 Bend all their councils to deftroy 
 
 Th' Anointed of the Lord ? 
 
 4 Rulers and kings agree 
 
 To form a vain defign ; 
 Againft the Lord their pow'rs unite, 
 Againft his Ghrijl they join. 
 
 5 The Lord derides their rage, 
 
 And will fupport his throne, 
 
 He who hath'rais'd him from the dead 
 
 Hath own'd him for his Son. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 Now he's afcended high, 
 
 And aflcs to rule the earth ; » 
 
 The merit of his blo'jJ he pleads. 
 And pleads his heav'nly birth. 
 
 7 He afks, and God beftows 
 
 A large inheritance ; 
 Far as the world's remoteft ends 
 His kingdom (hall advance. 
 
 8 The nations that rebel, 
 
 Muft feel his iron ro d i 
 
PSALM II. 'ft 
 
 He'll vindicate thofe honours well, 
 Which he receiv'd from God« 
 
 9 [Be wife, ye rulers, now, 
 
 And worfhip at his throne ; 
 With trembling joy, ye people, bow 
 To God's exalted Son* 
 
 10 If once his wrath arife, 
 
 Ye perifh on the place ; 
 Then bleffed is the foul that flies 
 For refuge, to his grace.] 
 Psalm II. Common Metre. 
 
 1 ""^Tt JT"HY did th« nations join to flay 
 
 VV The Lord's anointed Son r 
 Why did thev cafi: his laws away, 
 And tread his gofpel down ? 
 
 2 The Lord who fits above the ikies, 
 
 Derides their rage below ; 
 He fpeaks with vengeance ui his eyes 5 
 And ftrikes their fpirits through* 
 
 3 " I call him my eternal Son, 
 
 " And raife him from the dead ; 
 *« 1 make my holy hill his throne, 
 li And wide his kingdom fpread* 
 
 4 " Afkme, my S'V, and then, enjoy 
 
 " The utmoil Heathen lands : 
 <c Thy rod of iao iha'.l o'eftroy 
 " The rebels that withltand." 
 
 5 Be wife, ye ruhrs of the earth, 
 
 Obey in/ anointed Lord, 
 A^ore iht -Kl fig of heay'nly birth, ' 
 And tremble at his word. 
 
 6 Wi:h hu^bVe love addrefs his throne^ 
 
 For 3 if he frown, ye die : 
 
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36' PSALM II. 
 
 Tbofe are fecure, and thofe alone, 
 Who on his grace rely. 
 
 Psalm II. Long Metre. 
 Chrift'j death, refurreJiion, and afcenjion* 
 
 1 "\ /I T&Y did the Jews proclaim their rage ? 
 
 V V "TheRomans why their fwords employ ? 
 Againft the Lord their pow'rs engage. 
 His dear Anointed to deftroy ? 
 
 2 " Come let us break his bands, they fay, 
 " This man fhall never give us laws j" 
 And thus they cafl his yoke away, 
 Andnail'd the Monarch to thecrefs. 
 
 3 But God, who high in glory reigns r 
 Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls y 
 He'll vex their hearts with inward pains, 
 And fpeak in thunder to their fouls. 
 
 4 " I will maintain the King 1 made 
 u On Zionh everlafting hill ; 
 
 <c My hand fhall bring him from the dead r 
 M And he (hall ftand your Sov'reign ft ill." 
 
 5 [Hi* wond'rous rifing from the earth, 
 Makes his eternal Godhead known ; 
 The Lord declares his heav'nly birth, 
 t( This day have I begot my Son. 
 
 6 " Afcend, my Son, to my right hand, 
 <c There thou (halt aflc, and I beftow 
 
 " The utmott bounds of Heathen lands ; 
 « To thee the Northern ifles fhall bow.'*] 
 
 7 But nations that reft ft his grace, 
 Shall fall beneath his iron Itroke ; 
 Kis rod (hull cruih his foes with eafe 3 
 As potters' earthen ware is broke, 
 
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PSALM III. 19 
 
 8 Now ye who lit nn earthly thrones, 
 
 Be wife, and ferve the Lord the Lamb; 
 Now to his feet fubmit your crowns, 
 Rejoice and tremble at his name. 
 
 9 With humble love addrefs the Son, 
 Left he grow angry, and ye die j 
 
 His wrath will burn to worlds unknown^ 
 If ye provoke his jealoufy. 
 
 10 His : ftorms (hall drive you quick to hell 9 
 He is a God, and ye but duft, 
 
 Happy the fouls th3t know him well : 
 And make his grace their onlytruft. 
 Psalm III. Common Metre. 
 Douhts and fears fupprejfed : or, God our defence 
 from fin and fatan, 
 
 1 11 /fY God, how many are my fears ! 
 J_VA How faft my foes increafe ! 
 Conlpiring my eternal death, 
 
 They break my prefent peace. 
 
 2 The lying tempter would perfuade 
 
 There's no relief in heav'n ; 
 And all my fwelling fins appear 
 Too big to be forgiv n. 
 
 3 But thou, my glory and my ftrength 3 
 
 Shalt on the tempter tread, 
 Shalt filence all my threatning guilt 3 
 And raife my drooping head. 
 
 4 [I cry'd, and from his holy hill 
 
 He bow'd a lifVning ear ; 
 I call'd my Father and my G01?, 
 And he fubdu'd my fear. 
 
 5 He med foft (lumbers on mine eyes 3 
 
 Infpite of all my foes 3 
 
2o PSALM III. 
 
 I 'woke, and woader'd at the grace 
 Which guarded my repofe.] 
 
 6 What though the hoftsof death and hell 
 
 All arm'd agairit me flood, 
 Terrors no more fhall (hake my foul j 
 My refuge is my God. 
 
 7 Arife, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, 
 
 While 1 thy glorj fing : 
 My God has broke the ferpent's teeth* 
 And death ha* loft his fting. 
 
 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, 
 
 His arm alone can fave : 
 ' Bleilings attend thy people here, 
 And reach beyond the grave. 
 
 Psalm III. Long Metre, 
 
 A Morning Pfalm. 
 
 1 f^\ LORD, hotv many ire my foe? 
 \J J i) this weak fhte of fle(h and' blood 2 
 Mv ^cace they daily difcompofe, 
 
 But my defence and hope, is God. 
 
 2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day, 
 To thee Jrais'd an ev'ning cry : 
 Thou heardlt when I began to pray, 
 And thine almighty help was nigh. 
 
 3 Supported by thine heav'nly aid, 
 I laid me down and flept ferure : 
 
 Not death lhould make my heart afraid, 
 Though I mould wake and rife no more. 
 
 4 But God luitain'd me all the night 5 
 Salvation doth to God belong : 
 Herai&'d ,ny head to fee the light, 
 
 And makes his praiie my morning fong. 
 
PSALM IV. 2 1 
 
 Psalm IV. Long Metre. 
 
 Hearing affrayer : or, God our portion, and Chrifi. 
 
 our hope. 
 
 1 /*"X GOD of grace and righteoufnefs, 
 \^J Hear and attend when I complain j 
 Tho'u haft enlarg'd me in diftrefs, 
 
 Bow down a gracious ear again. 
 
 2 Ye fons of men, in vain you try 
 To turn my glory into fhame : 
 How long will feoffors love to lie y 
 And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 
 
 3 Know that the Lord divides his faints 
 From ail the tribes of aieci befide : 
 He hears the cry of penitents 
 
 For the dear fake of Chrifi who dy'd. 
 4. When our obedient hands have done 
 A thoufand works of righteoufnefs, 
 We put our truft in God alone, 
 And glory in his pard'ning grace. 
 
 5 Let the unthinking many fay 
 
 . . Who will bejlovj fome earthly good ? 
 But, Lord, thy lightz-and love we pray 5 
 Our fouls defire this heav'jily food. 
 
 6 Then fh.aU my cheerful pow'rs rejoice 
 At grace and favour fo divine : 
 
 Nor will I change my happy choice 
 For all their corn and all their wine. 
 Psalm IV. Common Metre. 
 An Evening Pfalm, 
 - I T ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray 3 
 I j I am for ever thine ; 
 1 fear before thee all the day, 
 Nor would I dare t© fin. 
 
2*. PSALM V. 
 
 2 And while I reft my weary head 
 
 From cares and bufinefs free, 
 *Tis fweet converfing on my bed 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this ev'ning facrifice ; 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God ! my faith and hope relies 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
 4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, 
 
 I'll give mine eyes to fleep 5 
 Thy hand in fafety keeps my days, 
 And will my (lumbers keep. 
 Psalm V. Common Metre. 
 For the Lord's day Morning. 
 
 1 T ORD, in the morning thou (halt hear 
 JLy My voice afcending high : 
 
 "To thee will I dire£t my pray'r, 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Up to the, hills where Cbri/i is gone 
 
 To plead for all his faints, 
 Preferring at his Father \ throne 
 Our fongs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God before whofe fight 
 
 The wicked fhall not ftand ; 
 
 Sinners fhall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dweil at thy right hand. 
 
 4 But to. thy houfe will 1 refort, 
 
 To tafte thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent thine holy court. 
 And worfhip in thy fear. 
 
 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
 
 In ways of righteoufneis ! • 
 Make ev'ry path of. duty ftraight 
 
PSALM vi. n 
 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 -.My watchful enemies combine 
 To tempt my feet to ftray ; 
 They flatter with a bafe defign, 
 To make my foul their prey. 
 
 7 Lord, crulh the ferpent into duft, 
 
 And all his plots deftroy ; 
 While" thofe who in thy mercy truft, 
 For ever fhout for joy. 
 
 8 The men who love and fear thy name, 
 
 Shall fee their hopes fulnTd ; 
 The mighty God will campafs them 
 With favour, as a fhield. 
 
 Psalm VI. Common Metre. 
 Qomflaint injicknefs : or, difeafes healed. 
 
 1 TN anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 
 JL Withdraw the dreadful ftorm ; 
 Nor let thy fury grow fo hot 
 
 Againft a feeble worm. 
 
 2 My foul bows down with heavy cares, 
 
 My fltfli with pain oppreft ; 
 
 My couch is witnefs to my tears, 
 
 My tears forbid my reft. . . 
 
 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days j 
 
 I wade the night with cries, 
 Counting the minutes as they pafs, 
 'Till the flow morning rife. 
 
 4 Shall I be ftill tormented more ? 
 
 My eyes eonfum'd with grief ? 
 How long, my God, how long before 
 Thine hand affords relief? 
 
 5 He hears when duft and afaes fpeak. 
 
*4 PSALM VI. 
 
 He pities all our groans j 
 He faves us for his mercy's fake, 
 And heals our broken bones. 
 6 The virtues of his fov'reign word 
 Reftores our fainting breath ; 
 But filent graves praife not the Lord, 
 Nor is he known in death. 
 
 Psalm VI. Long Metre. 
 'Temptations in Jicknefs overcome. 
 
 1 T ORD> I can fuifer thy rebukes, 
 
 JL/ When thou with kindnefs doft chaftife j 
 But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, 
 O let it not againft me rife ! 
 
 2 Pity my languishing eftate, 
 
 And eate the forrows which I feel ; 
 The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, 
 O let thy gentler touches heal ! 
 
 3 See how I pais my weary days 
 
 In fighsand groans: and when 'tis night, 
 My bed is water'd with my tears, 
 My grief confumes and dims my fight. 
 
 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! 
 How long, Almighty God, how long ! 
 When {hall thine hour of grace return? 
 When {hall I make thy grace my fong? 
 
 5 I feel my fiefh fo near the grave, 
 My thoughts are tempted to defpair ; 
 But graves can never praife the Lord, 
 For all is duft and ftlence there. 
 
 6 Depart, ye tempters from my foul ; 
 And all defpairing thoughts, depart : 
 My God, whq hears my humi>le moan, 
 Will eafe my pain, and cheer my heart. ( 
 
PSALM VII. 25 
 
 ^PsaLm VII. Common Metre. 
 God's care of bis people, and punifto merit cfperfecutors, 
 
 1 Ik JjTx truti is in my heav'nly Friend, 
 J.YX My hope in thee, my God ; 
 Rife, and my helpiefs life defend 
 
 From thofe who feek my blood. 
 
 2 With infolence and fury, they 
 
 My foul in pieces tear. 
 As hungry lions rend the prey 
 When no deliv'rer*s near. 
 
 3 If I have e'er provGk'd them firft, 
 
 Or once abus'd my fee, 
 Then let him tread ray life to dud, 
 And lay my honour low. 
 
 4 If there be malice found in me, 
 
 I know thy piercing eyes ; 
 I fhoutd not dare appeal to thee, 
 Nor afk my God to rife. - 
 
 5 Arife, my God, lift up thy hand, 
 
 Their pride and pow'r controul \ 
 Awake to judgment, and command 
 Deliv'rance for my foul. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 Let finners and their wicked rage 
 
 Be humbled to the duft ; 
 Shall not the God of truth engage 
 To vindicate thejuft ? 
 
 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, 
 
 He will defend th' upright : 
 His fharpeft arrows he ordains 
 Againft the fons of fpite. 
 
 8 For me their malice digg'd a pit, 
 
 C 
 
2.6 P S A L M VIII. 
 
 But there tbemfolves are call ; 
 My God makes ail their mifchici" light 
 On their own beads at laft. 
 9 That cruel perfeeutii^ race, 
 
 Muft feci his dreadful fword \ ~ 
 Awake my foul, and p^ife tpe g^ace 
 And juftice of theLcrd. _< 
 ?salm. VIII. Short Metre. 
 God's Jovereignty.and^odS&qfs ; end man 's dominion 
 
 o-ver the- creatures. 
 
 I ^\ -LQRD, our heav'nly King, 
 
 \Jfjf Thy alme is all divinXs 
 Thy glories roend the fetkye fpread, 
 
 Ami o!er the heav*jrtt thSy mine. 
 1 When to thy, .works ten "high, 
 
 I raife my wond-'ring eyes, 
 And Teethe moon, complete in light, 
 
 Adorn the darkfbme (kies : 
 
 3 When I furvey the flars, 
 
 Ar.dali their mining Yorr/tf, 
 Lord, what is man, that w&fitihtfe thing, 
 Akin to dtfft and worrrs '% 
 
 4 Lord, what isSvorthttfs man, 
 
 That thou fhouldft love him fo ? 
 Next to thine angels is rfeplac'd, 
 ^nd lord of*)1 belowr 
 
 5 Thine honours crcfom his head, - 
 
 While tfeafts like Haves obey, . 
 And buds thai cut the a:r with w ings, 
 And fifh that cleave thr 
 
 6 How rich thy bounties ?re ! . 
 
 And wctad'rous are thy w?y? : 
 Of dull and worms /ny'ppw'r can frame 
 
PS AL M vin. 27 
 
 A monument of praife. 
 
 7 [Out of the mouths of babes 
 
 And fucklings, thou canfl draw 
 Surpniing honours to thy name ! 
 And tlriks the **'orId with awe, 
 
 8 O Lord, our heiv nly King, 
 
 -Thy nam 2 is all divine ; 
 Thy glories round the earth are fpread, 
 And o'er the heai r 'ns they ffrine.] 
 Psalm VlIL Common Metre. 
 brill's condefcenfion and glorification ; Gr, God- 
 made man. 
 LORD, our Lord, bow wondVous 
 Is thine exulted name ! [g re:rt: - 
 
 The glories of thy heav'n'y ibte 
 Lee men and babes proclaim, 
 t When I behold thy works on high, 
 The moon which rules the night, 
 And liars that welLadom the (ky r 
 Thofe mo-vkig worlds of.iight. 
 I Lord, what is mim, or all his race, . 
 Who dwells To far below, *' ' A 
 That thon {houldfl: v.ifit him with grace,. 
 And love his nature fa ! * . 
 I That thine eternal Son mould bear 
 7 To take a mortal form, 
 Made lower than his angels are, 
 To fave a dying worm ! 
 ; [Yet, while he liv'd on earth unknown, 
 And men would not adore, 
 Th* obedient feas and fifties own 
 His Godhead, and his pow'r. 
 > The waves lay fpread beneath his feet 5 
 
ag PSALM VIIL 
 
 And fifh, at his command 
 Bring their large (hoals to Peter's net, 
 Bring tribute to his hand. 
 
 7 Thefe letter glories of thy Son 
 
 Shone through the ftefhly cloud ; 
 Now we behoid him on his throne^ 
 And men conftfe him GOD.] 
 
 8 Let him be crown'd with majefty 
 
 Who bow'd his head to death i 
 
 And be hi* honours founded high. 
 
 By all things that have breath. 
 
 9 7*I u5 i our Lord, n>w wonci rous great 
 
 Is thine exalted name ! 
 The' glories of thy heav'n'y (late 
 Let the whole earth proclaim. 
 > Ps a i. m VII 1 . ift Part. Long Metre. 
 9'ie Hcfanna of the children ; or, infants pr -ailing 
 GOD. 
 
 1 A LMiGHi Y Ruler of the flcies, 
 jf\. Thro' the wide esrth thy name is fpread, 
 
 And thine eternal glories rife 
 
 ( Ver ail the heav'ns thy hands have made, 
 
 2 To thee the voices of the young 
 A monument of honour raife ; 
 And babes with uninftrucTed tongue, 
 Declare the wemters of thy praife. 
 
 3 Thy pow'r afftrUffteir tender age 
 To hrina; orouri rebe'^ to the ground. 
 
 Ok O ' 
 
 To (iill the bold blasphemer's rage, 
 And all their policies confound. 
 
 4 Children amid it ihy temple tivron'g 
 To fee their great Red'-eme*'^ t?xe > 
 Tfce Son of David is toejr i ■>'■■:■> 
 
PSALM VIII, IX. 29 
 
 And young Hofannas fill the place. 
 
 5 The frowning fcribes and angry priefts 
 In vain their impious cavils bring - 3 
 Revenge fits filent in their breads, 
 While Jewifh babes proclaim their King. 
 Psalm VIII. zd Part. Long Metre. 
 Paraphrafed. 
 
 Adam and Chrifl, Lord* of the eld and the new 
 creation. 
 
 iT ORD, what was man when made at fird -,. 
 I .j Ada??i y the offspring of the duft, 
 That thou fhouldft fet him and his race, 
 Butjuft below an angel's place ? 
 
 2 That thou fhouldft raife his nature fo 3 
 And make him lord of all below ; 
 Make ev'ry beaft and bird fubmit, 
 And lay the fifties at his feet ? 
 
 3 But O ! what brighter glories wait 
 To crown the fecond Adams ftate ! 
 What honours fhall thy Son adorn 5 
 Who condefcended to be born I 
 
 4 See him below his angels made ! 
 See him in duft among the dead, 
 
 . To fave a ruin'd world from fin ; 
 But he mail reign with pow'r divine. 
 
 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all 
 The mis'ries which attend the fall, 
 New, made, and glorious, ihall fubmit 
 At our exa'ted Saviour's feet. 
 
 Psalm IX. \ft Part: Common Metre. 
 
 Wrath and mercy from the judgment-Jeat. 
 1 *WT^ :tn iT1 ^ wholeheaitl liraifemyfong r 
 
 . V V .. Thy wonders I'll proclaim, 
 C 2 
 
yy PSALM IX. 
 
 Thou fov'reign Judge of right and wrongs 
 Wilt put my foes to flume. 
 1 I'll fmg thy majeity and grace ; 
 My G >d prepares his throne 
 To judge the world in righteoufnefs, 
 And make hie vengeance known. 
 
 3 Then (hill the Lord a refuge prove, 
 
 For all who are oppreft ; 
 
 To (dve the people of his love, 
 
 And give the weary reft. 
 
 4 The men who know thy name will truft 
 
 In thy abundant grace ; 
 For thou haft ne'er forfook the juft, 
 Who humbly feek thy face. 
 
 5 Sing praifes to the righteous Lord, 
 
 Who dwells, on Zi<?«'s hill, 
 Who executes his threat'ning word, 
 
 And doth his grace fulfil. 
 Psalm IX. id Part. Common Metre. 
 The tvifdom and equity of providence. 
 
 1 "W T"H£N the great Judge, fupremeand 
 
 W Shall once inquire for blood ; [juft> 
 Tow humble fouls who mourn in duft, 
 Shall find a faithful God. 
 
 2 He from the dreadful gates of death 
 
 D >es his own children raife : 
 In Zion% gate>, with cheerful breath 
 Tney I'ng their Father's praife. 
 
 3 His foes Dull fall with heedlefs feet 
 
 Into the pit they made ; 
 And Goners perifti in the net 
 
 Which their ovvn hands had fpread. 
 
 4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty GOD, 
 
PSALM X. |f 
 
 Are thy deep counfels known : 
 When men of mifchief are deltroy'd, 
 The fn are mu ft be their own. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 The wicked (hall fink down to hell * 
 
 Thy wrath devour the lands 
 Which dare forget thee, or rebel 
 A^ainft thy known commands. 
 
 6 Though faints to fore diftrefs are brought, 
 
 And wait,, and long complain, 
 
 Their cries (hall never be forgot, 
 
 Nor (hall their hopes be vain. 
 
 7 [Rife, great Redeemer, from thy feat, 
 
 To judge and fave the poor ; 
 Let nations tremble at thy feet, 
 And man prevail no mare. 
 
 8 Thy thunder ihall affright the proud, 
 
 And put their hearts to pain, 
 Make them confefs that thou art GOD, 
 And they but feeble men.] 
 Psalm X. Common Metre. 
 Prayer heard, and faints javed ': or, pride, Atheifm, 
 and opprejjion punijbed. 
 For a humiliation day. 
 r "\ T THY doth toe Lord ft and off fo far ? 
 V V And why conceal his face, 
 Waea great ca : amities appear, 
 And times of deep diftrefs ? 
 2 Lord, (hail the wicked ftill deride 
 
 Thy juftice and thy po 
 
 r r 
 
 Shall they advance their beadsin pride, 
 
 ' And ftill thy faints devour ? 
 They put t,hy judgments from their fight. 
 
32 PSALM XI. 
 
 And then infult the poor j 
 They boaft in their exalted height, 
 That they ihall fall no more. 
 
 4 Arife, O Lord, lift up thine hand, 
 
 Attend our humble cry ; 
 No enemy (hall dare to ftand 
 When God afcends on high. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Why do the men of malice rage, 
 
 And fay with foolifh pride. 
 The God of heaven will ne'er engage 
 To fight on Zion'sjide. 
 
 6 But thou for ever art our Lord ; 
 
 And pow'rfulis thy hand, 
 As when the Heathen's felt thy fword, 
 And perifh'd from thy iand. 
 
 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,- 
 
 And caufe thine ear to hear, 
 Hearken to what thy children fay, 
 And put the world in fear. * 
 
 8 Proud tyrants (hall no more opprefs^ 
 
 No more defpife thejuft ; 
 And mighty Tinners fhall confefs 
 They are but feeble duft. 
 
 Psalm Xf. Long Metre. 
 God loves the righteous, and hates the 'wicked, 
 S Tfc ff Y refuge is the God or love ; . 
 J.VJL Why do my foes infult and cry, 
 Fly nke a twirous, trembling dove> 
 To diftant zvoods or mountains fly ? 
 2 3 f government be once deftroy'd 
 (That firm foundation of our peace) 
 And violence makes juftice vpid, 
 
PSALM XII. 33 
 
 Where (hall the righteous feck redrefs ? 
 
 3 The. Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne, 
 His eye furveys the world below ; 
 
 To him all mortal things are known ; ," 
 His eye-lids fe,nrch our fpirits through. 
 
 4 If he afHtcls his faints fo far, 
 
 To prove their love and try their grace, 
 What may the bold tranfgfeiFors fear ! 
 His very foul abhors their ways. 
 
 5 On impious wretches he mall rain 
 Tesnpefts of brimftone, fire and death, 
 Such as he kindled on the plain 
 
 Oi Sodom, with his angry breath. 
 
 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous foul 4 ^ 
 Whofe thoughts and acTrcns are fmcere. 
 And with a gracious eye beholds 
 
 The irK"n who hi?- own iroa^ebear. 
 Psalm X!T. Long Metre. 
 Tie joint's fafe'y and hope in c-vil times : or, fins cf 
 the, lo.inue complained of, viz, blafphemy, fai/e* 
 hcsd, £fr. 
 
 1 T ORD, if thou doft not foon appear, 
 jL^r Virtue and truth yvill fly away ; 
 
 A laichful man among us here 
 Will fcarce be found, if thou delay. 
 
 2 The whole difcourfe, when neighbours meet 3 
 Is lvV6 with trifles, loofe and vain ; 
 Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit, 
 
 And their proud language is profane, 
 
 3 But lips that with deceit abound, 
 Shall not maintain their triumph long ; 
 The God of vengeance will confound 
 The futrring and blafphem'mg tongue. 
 
34 PSALM XII. 
 
 4 Yet fiall ouf tvords be free, they cry, 
 Our tongues foallbe contrould by none : 
 Where is the Lord will (if!? us why ?, 
 Or fay ^ our lips are not our own ? 
 
 5 The Lord who fees the poor oppreft, 
 And hears th' oppreffor's haughty {train, 
 Will rife to give his children reft, 
 
 Nor (hall they truft his word in vain. 
 
 6 Thy word, O Lard, though often try'd, 
 Void of deceit, mall ftill appear j 
 
 Not fiiver fev'n time* purify'd 
 
 From drofs and mixture, mines fo clear. 
 
 7 Thy grace iriall in the darkeft hour 
 Defend the holy loul from harm : 
 Tnough when the vileft men have pow'r, 
 On ev'ry fide will Tinners fwarm. 
 
 Psalm XII. Common Metre;. 
 Complaint of a general corruption of manners : or, 
 the promife and figns of ChriftV coming to judg- 
 ment. 
 3 "FTELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, 
 7x Religion lufes ground ! 
 The ions of violence prevail, 
 And treacheries abound. 
 
 2 Their oaths arid promifes they break, 
 
 Yet act the fiat trer's part ; 
 With fair deceitful lips they fpeak, 
 And with a double heart. 
 
 3 If we reprove fome hateful lie, 
 
 How is : leir fury (tirr'd ! 
 Are not our lips our own, they cry,. 
 And ivho fhall be our Lord ? 
 
 4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry iide, 
 
PSALM XIII. 35 
 
 Where a vile race of men 
 Are rais'd to feats of pow'r and pride, 
 And bear the fwordin vain. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, 
 
 And blafphemy grows bold, 
 When faiih is hardly to be found, 
 And love is waxing cold : 
 
 6 Is not thy chariot haiVning on ? 
 
 Haft thou not giv'n the fign ? 
 May we not truft and live upon 
 A promife io divine ? 
 
 7 ,{ Yes, faith the Lord, now will I rife, 
 
 " And make opprtffors flee ; 
 *-* I mall appear to their furprife, 
 £ And fet my fervants free." 
 
 8 Thy word, like filver fev-'n times try'd, 
 
 Thro' ages (hall endure : 
 The men who in thy.truth confide, 
 Shall find thv promife fure. 
 Psalm XIII. Long Metre. 
 -Pleading with God under defertion: cr, hope in dark-' 
 nejs. 
 
 1 TTOW long, O Lord, (hall I complain 
 
 JLLike one who feeks.his God in vain i 
 Can it thou thy face for ever hide, 
 _ And I ffiti pray and be deny'd ? 
 
 2 Shall I for ever" be forgot, 
 
 As one whom thou regarded not ? 
 Still (hall my foul thy abfence mourn ? 
 And ftill defpair of thy return I 
 
 3 How long (hall my poor troubled breafi: , 
 Be with theie anxious thoughts oppreft ? 
 
3 6 PSALM XIII. 
 
 And Satan^ my malicious foe. 
 Rejoice to fee me funk fo low ! 
 a Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, 
 Before my death conclude my grief; 
 If thou withdraw thy heav'nly light, 
 I fleep in everlafting night. 
 
 5 How will the pow'rs of darknefs boalf, 
 If but one praying foul be loll ! 
 But I have trufted in thy grace, 
 And (hall again behold thy face. 
 
 6 Whate'er my fears or foes mggeft, 
 Thou art my hope, my joy, my reft 5 
 My heart {hall feel thy love, and raife 
 My cheerful voice to fongs of praife. 
 
 Psalm XIII. Common Metre. 
 Complaint under temptations of the de-viL 
 j TT TQW long wilt thou conceal thy facej 
 My God, how long delay ? 
 When (hall I feel thofe heav'nly rays 
 Which chafe my fears away ? 
 
 2 How long fhall my poor lab'ring foul 
 
 Wreftleand toil in vain ? 
 Thy word can all my foes controul, 
 And eafe my raging p^in. 
 
 3 See h*w the prince of darknefs tries 
 
 All his malicious arts ; 
 He fpreads a mid around my eyes, 
 And throws his fiery darts. 
 
 4 Be thou my fun, and thou my fhield, 
 
 My foul in fafety keep ; 
 Make hafte before my eyes are fealM 
 In death's eternal fleep. 
 
 5 How would the tempter boaft aloud, 
 
PSALM XIV. 37 
 
 If I become his prey ! 
 Behold the fons of hell grow proud 
 At thy (o long delay ! 
 6 But they {hall fly at thy rebuke, 
 And Sjttgn hide his head : 
 He knows the terrors of thy look, 
 And hears thy voice with-dread. 
 j Thou wilt difplay that fav'reign grace 
 Where all rny hope& have hung ; 
 I fhali employ my lips in praife, 
 And vicVry (hail be fung. 
 PsteLM XIV. \ft Part. Common Metre. 
 
 By nature all men are Jinners. 
 i xpOOLS in their hearts believe and fay, 
 JP " That all religion's vain ; 
 Ci There is no Gcd who reigns on high, 
 u Or minds th' affairs of men." - 
 
 2 From. though tsib dreadful and profane. 
 
 Corrupt difcourfe proceeds ; 
 And in their in pious hands are found 
 Abominable deeds. 
 
 3 The Lord, from his celedial throne, 
 
 Look'd down on things below, 
 To find the man who fought his grace, 
 Or did his'juince knew'. 
 
 4 By na:'ire all are gone oi\ \y i 
 
 Then** practice all the Came : 
 There's none who fears bis Maker's hand $ 
 There's none who iuves his name. 
 
 5 Their tongues are, tis'd to fpeak deceit ; 
 
 Their {landers never ceale ; 
 How fwrft co rnifchbf are their feet ! 
 Nor kttow the paths gf peace. 
 D 
 
38 PSALM XIV, XV. 
 
 6 Such feeds of fin (that bitter root) 
 In all our hearts are found j 
 Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 
 'Till grace refine the ground. 
 Psalm XIV. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 , Tke folly ofperfecutors. 
 
 1 A RE tinners now io fenfelefs grown, 
 jf"\. That they thy faints devour ; 
 Ana never worfhip at thy throne, 
 
 Nor fear thine awiul paw'r ? 
 
 2 Great God ! appear to their furprife, 
 
 Reveal thy dreadful name ! 
 Let them no more thy wrath defpife, 
 Nor turn our hope to (hame. 
 
 3 Doll thou not dwell among the juft? 
 
 And yet our foes deride, 
 That we Ihould make thy name our trull : 
 Great God ! confound their pride. 
 
 4 O that the joyful day were come, 
 
 To finifn ourdiitrcfs ! 
 When God /hall bring his children home, 
 Our fongs (ball never cezfe. 
 Psalm XV. Common Metre. 
 Characters of a faint i or, a citizen of Zien : or, the 
 qualijlcations of a Cbrifian. 
 
 1 II fttO ftia.ll inhabit in thy hill, 
 
 yV O Godofholinefs r 
 Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 
 So near his thrcne of grace ? 
 
 2 The man who walks in pious ways, 
 
 And works with righteous hands, 
 Whotrufts his Maker's promifes, 
 And follows his commands : 
 
 5 Who fpeaks the meaning of his Ijeart, 
 
PSALM XV. 59 
 
 Nor (landers with his tongue % 
 Will not promote an ill report. 
 Nor do his 'neighbour wrong : 
 
 4 Who wealthy finders Hill contemns, 
 
 Loves all who fea? the Lord ; 
 And though to his own hurt ' i fwears,. 
 Still he p?r r o-ms his word : 
 
 5 Whole hands difdain a golden bribe, 
 
 And never gripe the poor : 
 This man (hall dwell with God on earth, 
 And find hi* heav'n fectire. 
 Psalm XV. Long Metre. 
 Religion and jufiice, goodvefs and truth : or, duties fa 
 God and man : or, the qualifications of a Cbrifiian* 
 
 1 lirHO (nail .afcend thy heav'nly place, 
 
 V V Great God, anddwelibeforethy face I 
 The man who minds religion now, 
 And humbly walks with God be'ow : 
 
 2 Whofe hands are pure, whole heart is clean ; 
 WhofeJip- ft ill fpeak the thing they mean ;. 
 No fhnders dwell upon his tongue j 
 
 He hates to do his neighbour wrong : 
 
 3 [Who will riot trail an ill report, 
 Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt : 
 
 .Sinners of itate he can cefpife, 
 But faints are honour'd in his eyes : 
 
 ^ Firm to. his word he ever flood, 
 And a! »vajs makes his promife gocd ; 
 Nor dares to change the thing he fwears, 
 Whatever pain or lofs he bears : 
 
 5- He never ckjals in bribing gold, 
 
 And mourns that juftice fhould be fold : 
 While c.",;s/jr!pe and grind thej^oor, 
 
40 PSALM XVI. 
 
 Sweet charity attends his door :] 
 
 6 He loves hrsenemies, and prays 
 Forthofewi.ocurfehim to his face : 
 And doth to all men foil ihe farr-e 
 Whkh he would hop.- or wilh from them : 
 
 7 Y<;u wheri Ms holieft works are done, 
 His (c > i\ i le pends on grace alone : 
 This is the man thy face (hall fee, 
 And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 
 Psalm XVI. i ft Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Confcjjhn of our poverty , and faints the be[i cctfcpavy : 
 or, good 'works profit men, not God, 
 
 1 TPjRiiSERVE oiCj LorJ, in time of need, 
 jjL For fucoour to thy throne I nee, 
 
 h^t have no merits there to pie it3 ; 
 1 My goodnefc cannot reach to thte. 
 
 2 Oft Save my heart and tonr-ie^confeft 
 How empty and how poor I am ; 
 
 ■My praife can never make thee Weft, 
 Nor add new glories to thy hints. 
 
 3 Yet, Lord, thy faints on earth may reap 
 So. lie profit by the good we do \ 
 Thefe are the company I keep, 
 Thefeare the choice^ friends I know. 
 
 4 Let others chafe the fons of roi. \\l\ 
 Togive a relifh to their wine, 
 
 I love the men of heav'nly birth, 
 
 Whofe thoughts and Language are divine. 
 
 Psalm XVI. 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 Chrift'j all-fufficiency. 
 I TJOW bii their guiitand Arrows rife, 
 
 JljL Who hafie to ~ kck foiIle ' '' jI £° d • 
 
 1 will not tafte their facriike, 
 
fSALM XVI. 4^ 
 
 Their offering of forbidden blood. 
 
 1 My God provides a richer cup, 
 And nobler food to live upon ; 
 He for my life has oiFer'd up 
 Jefusyhis beft beloved Son. 
 
 3 His love is my perpetual feait ; 
 
 By day his counfels guide me right : 
 And be his name for ever bled, 
 He gives me fweet advice by night. 
 
 4 I fethim ftili before mine eyes ; 
 
 At my right hand he ftands prepar'd 
 To keep my foul from all furprife, 
 And be myeverlafting guard. 
 Psalm XVI. 3d Part. Long Metre. 
 Courage in death, and hope of the refurrettion, 
 i"I ¥ THEN God is nigh, my tafth. is ftrong^ 
 VV His arm is rny almighty prop 5 
 Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, 
 My dying fleOi (hall reft in hope. 
 
 2 Though in the duft I lay my head, 
 Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
 My foul for ever with the dead, 
 Norlofe thy children in the grave. 
 
 3 My flefh fhait thy firtl call obey* 
 Shake off me dull and rife on high ; 
 Tlien (halt thou lead the wond'rous way 
 Up to thy throne above the Iky. 
 
 4. There ftreams of endlefs pleafure flow, 
 And full difcov'rie? of thy grace, 
 Which we but tafted here below, 
 Spread beay'fuN jo)rs through al! 'the place. ■ 
 Psalm XVL \ft Part. Common Metrc; 
 Support and counfel from God, without merit * 
 D 2 
 
4^ PSALM XVI. 
 
 1 C ^^ rae> O Lord > * from evr >' - foe , 
 fc3 la thee my trult I place, 
 Though all the good which I can do y 
 
 Can ne'er deferve thy grace. 
 
 2 Yet if my God prolong my breath, 
 
 The faints may profit by't ; 
 The faints, the glory of the earth, 
 The men of my delight. 
 
 3 Let Heathens to their idols hafte, 
 
 And worihip wood or ftene$ 
 But my delightful lot is caft 
 
 Where the true God is known. 
 
 4 His hand provides my conftant food, 
 
 He fills my daily cup : 
 Much ami pleas'd with prefent good, 
 But more rejoice in hope. 
 
 5 God h my portion and my joy } 
 
 His counfe's are my light j 
 He gives me fweet advice by day, 
 And gentle hints by night. 
 
 6 My foul would all her thoughts approve, 
 
 To his all-feeing eye ; 
 Nor death, nor hell, my hope [hall move,. 
 While fuch a Friend is nigh. 
 Psalm XVI. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 The death and refurreSiion <?/*Chrift. 
 I " T SE f the Lord before my face, 
 X " He bears my courage up ; 
 " My heart and tongue their joys exprefs s 
 " My rlefh (hall reft in hope. 
 1 u My fpirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave 
 u Where fouls departed are ; 
 'I Nor quit my body to the grave r 
 
PSALM XVIIv 4J 
 
 •' To fee corruption there. 
 3 M Thou wilt reveal the path of life, 
 "And raife me to thy throae j 
 u Thy courts immortal pleafures give, 
 * c Thy pcefence, joy u'ikiown." 
 4. [Thus in the name of Ghrift, the Lord* 
 The holy David fung, 
 And providence fuln's ;he word 
 Ox his prophetic tongue. 
 
 5 Jefus, whom ev'ry faint adores, 
 
 Was crucify 'd and (lain : 
 Behold the tomb its prey- re (lores t 
 Behold he lives again ! 
 
 6 When (ball my feetatife and fl and 
 
 On heav'n's eternal hills I 
 There fits the Son at God's right hand, 
 And there thr Father fmilev J 
 Psalm XVII. Short Metre. 
 Fort ion of faints andfinners :.or, hope and. defpair i&. 
 death. 
 
 1 A RISE, my gracious God, 
 j£""\_ Asid make the wicked flee ; 
 
 Tney are but thy chaftihng rod, 
 To drive thy faints to thee. 
 
 2 Behold the tinner dies, 
 
 His haughty words are vain ; 
 Here, ia this lire, his pleafure lies. 
 And all beyond is pain. 
 
 3 Then let his pride advance, 
 
 And boaft ot all hi? {tore ; 
 The Lord is my inheritance, 
 My foul can wifh no more, 
 
 4 I fhall behold the face 
 
44 PSALM XVI! 
 
 Of my forgiving God ; 
 And ftand complete in righteoufnefs, 
 
 Wafh'd in my Saviour's blood. 
 5 There's a new heav'n begun 
 
 When I awake from death, 
 Dreft in thelikenefs ot thy Son, 
 
 And draw immortal breath. 
 
 Psalm XVJI. Long Metre. 
 Thefnner's portion, and faint* s hope: or, the heaven 
 of fepar ate fouls, and the refurrefiion. 
 
 1 T ORD, 1 am thine : but thou wilt prove 
 I j My faith, my patience, and my love I 
 
 Wnen men of fpite agamft me join, 
 They are the (word, the hand is thine. 
 
 2 Their hope and portion lie below : 
 'Tis all the happinefs they know : 
 
 Tis all they feek j they take their (hares, 
 And leave the reft among their heirs. 
 
 3 What Tinners value, 1 refign ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
 I (hall behold thy bHfsfui face, 
 
 And ftand complete in righteoufnefs* 
 a This life's a dream, an emnty (how, 
 But the bright world to which I go, 
 Hath joys fubftantial and ftncere i 
 When lhall I 'wal^e and find me there ? 
 
 5 O glorious hour ! O bleft abode ! 
 I (hall be near and like my God ! 
 And fit fh and (in no mere contrcul 
 Thefacred pleafures cfmy foul. 
 
 6 My fle(h lhall (lumber injthe ground, 
 'Till the lafr trumpet's joyful found ; 
 Then bur ft the chains with Tweet furprife r 
 
PSALM XVIII. 4 £ 
 
 And in my Saviour's image rife. 
 
 Vs a l m XVIII i/ Part. " Long Metre . 
 Deliverance from defpair : or, temttations cvercom?. 
 
 i nnHEE will! i6Ve;0£,< 
 
 .„.. ay hrengdi, 
 J[ My rock, my tbw'r, rtfj high defence 5 
 Thy mighty arm fhali be nf trull, 
 For I have found iaSvatron thence; 
 : 2 Death, and the terrors of the gr 
 
 Stood round me \vitl7 tneir difmal {hade j 
 While 'floods of high iqivs rofe, 
 
 v And made my nuking foul afraid. 
 
 3 I taw theopY:i;s,;":: g ates of h^li 5 
 With endlefs pains and ForroWs there. 
 Which none but thoie who fee!, can tellj. 
 While I was hurry'd to defpatr. 
 
 4 In my dimeis, I call'd my God, 
 When I could fcarce believe him mine :- 
 He bow'd hi? ear Co my complaint : 
 Then did his grace appear divine . 
 
 5 [With fpeed he flew to my relief, 
 As on a cherub's wing he rode : 
 Awfiil and hri£ht (as jight'nin*) inone 
 The hce of my Deliv 'rer, GOD. 
 
 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, 
 (Theblat* of his almighty breath ;) 
 
 ' He rent falvation from on high, 
 
 .Ana drew jne from the deeps of death,] 
 
 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, 
 Much was their itrength, and more their rage $ 
 But Cbri/ij my Lord, is ConquVor dill, 
 
 In all the wars which devils wage. 
 
 8 My fong for ever fhall record 
 Tiiat terrible, that joyful hour ; 
 
jp PSALM XVIII. 
 
 And give the glory to the Lord, 
 Due to his mercy and his pow'r. 
 Psalm XVJII. zd Part. Long Metre. 
 Sincerity proved and rewarded. 
 
 1 "I" ORD, thou haft (ten my foul fincere, 
 JL^ Haft made thy truth and love appear ; 
 Before my eyes I fat thy laws, 
 
 And thou hail: own 'd my righteous caufcv 
 
 2 Since I have learn'd thy holy ways, 
 I've walk'd upright before thy face ; 
 Or if my feet did e'er depart, 
 'Twas ever with a broken heart. 
 
 3 What fore temptations broke my reft ! 
 What wars and fbuggiiogs in my breaft ! 
 Eut through thy grace which reigns within, 
 I guard againft my darling fin. 
 
 4 Th3t fin which clofe befets me dill, 
 "Which works and ftrives agamfl my will j 
 When fhall thy Spirit's fov'reign pow'r 
 Deftroyir, that icrife no more r 
 
 5 [With an impartial hand, the Lord 
 Deals out to mortals their reward : 
 The kind and faithful foul (hall find 
 A God as faithful, and as kind.] 
 
 6 The juft and pure {hall ever fay, 
 
 Thou art mare pure, more juft than they : 
 And men who love revenge, (hall know 
 God hath an ?rmof vengeance too. 
 Psalm XVIII. 3d Part. Long Metre. 
 Rejoicing in God: or, fabvation and triumph. 
 I TCJST arc thy ways, and true thy word, 
 J Great Rock of my fecure abode - y 
 Who is a God beiide the Lord I 
 
PSALM XVIII. 4? 
 
 Or where's a refuge like our God ? 
 
 2 'Tis he who girds me with his might, 
 Gives me his hclylwotd to wield; 
 And while with fin and hell I fight, 
 Spreads his iaivation for my fhield. 
 
 3 He lives (and bieffed be my Rock) 
 The God of my fatvation lives ; 
 The dark defigns of hell are broke ; 
 Sweet is the peace my Father gives, 
 
 4 Before the feoffors cf the age 
 I will exak my Father's same, 
 Nor tremble at their mighty rage, 
 
 But meet reproach, and bear the fhame. 
 
 5 To David and his royal htd y 
 
 ' Thy grace for ever mail extend ; 
 
 Thy love to fains m Chrijl^ their Head, 
 
 Knows not a limit, nor an end. 
 Psalm XVIII. iy? Part. Common Metre. 
 Victory and triumph aver temporal enemies. 
 
 1 1[ 1| 7~^ * ove tQeei ^ orc ^ an ~ ve 2 dore, 
 
 Yy Now is thine arm reveaPd ; 
 Thou art our rtrength, ourheav'nly tow'r, 
 Our bulwark and our fhield. 
 
 2 We fly to our eternal Rock, 
 
 And find a fure defence ; 
 His holy name our lips invoke, 
 And draw falvation thence. 
 
 3 When God, ou^ Leader, Ihines in arms, 
 
 What mortal heart can bear 
 
 The thunder of his loud alarms ? 
 
 The light'ning of his fpear ? 
 
 4 He rides upon the winged wind, 
 
 And angels in array, 
 
4 3 PSALM XVIII. 
 
 In millions wait to know his mind, 
 And fyrfft .-j fl i --. .- obey. 
 
 5 He fpeaks, and at his fierce rebuke 
 
 Whole armicr a/e difmay'd ; 
 His voice, his frown, his angry look, 
 Strikes- all their courage deac. 
 
 6 He forms our gen'rais for the field, 
 
 With ail their dreadful (kill ; 
 Gives them Jiis awful fvyord to wield, 
 And'makt s their hearts of iteel. 
 *l [He arms our captains for the fight, 
 Though there his name's forgot j 
 (He girded Cyrus with his might, 
 But Cyrus knew him not.) 
 S Oft has the Lord whole nations bleft 
 For his own churches' fake ; 
 The pow'rs which give his people red, 
 Shall of his care partake.] 
 Psalm XVIII. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 The conqueror's fing. 
 
 1 r H ^O thine ai mighty arm we owe 
 
 ^ The t'iumphsof the day ; 
 Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, 
 And melt their irrength away. 
 
 2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, 
 
 And break united pow'rs ; 
 Or burn their boafted fleets , or fcale 
 The proudert of their tow'rs. 
 2 How have we chas'd them through the field, 
 And trod them to the ground, 
 While thy falvation was w ur fhieid, 
 But they no fhelter found ! 
 4 In vain to idol faints they cry j 
 
PSALM XIX. 49 
 
 They periih in their blood ; 
 Where is a Rock (o great, fo high, 
 
 So pow'rful as our God ? 
 The Rock of Ifrel ever lives, 
 
 His name be ever bled ; 
 ? Tis his own amy the vidYry gives, 
 
 And gives his people reft. 
 On kings who reign as David did, 
 
 He pours his bleffings down ; 
 Secures their honours to their feed, 
 
 And well fupperts. their crown. 
 Psalm XI)£. \ ft Fart. Short Metre. 
 The book of 'nature , and offcripture. 
 For a Lord's day morning. 
 
 i TJEHOLD the lofty fcy 
 
 J3 Declares its Maker, God, 
 And 2iU the ftarry works on high 
 
 Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 
 % The darknefs and the light 
 
 Still keep their courfe the fame \ 
 While night to day, asd day to night, 
 
 Divinely teach his name. 
 
 3 In ev'ry diff'rent land 
 
 Their gen'ral voice is known : 
 They (hew the wonders of his hand, 
 And orders of his throne. 
 
 4 Ye Chriftian landsj rejoice, 
 
 Here he reveals his word ; 
 We are not left to nature's voice, 
 To bid us know the Lord. 
 
 5 His ftatutes and commands, \ 
 
 Are fet before ©ur eyes, 
 He puts his gofbei in our hand?, 
 E 
 
5 o PSALM XIX. 
 
 Where our falvation lies. 
 
 6 His laws are juft and pure, 
 
 His truth without deceit ; 
 His promifes for everfure, 
 And his rewards are great. 
 
 7 [Not honey to the tafte, 
 
 Affords i'o much delight, 
 Nor gold, which has the furnace pafs'd, 
 So much allures the light. 
 
 8 While of thy works I fing, 
 
 Thy glory to proclaim, 
 Accept the praife, my God, my King, 
 
 . Iamv Redeemer's name.] 
 Psalm XIX. id Part. Short Metre. 
 Gtd's ivcrd moji excellent: cr 3 Jtncerity and <maUh- 
 t fulnefs. 
 
 For a Lord's day morning. 
 
 1 TOEHOLD the morning inn 
 J3 Begins his glorious way ; 
 
 His beams through all the nations run, 
 And life 2nd light convey. 
 
 2 But where the gofpel comes, 
 
 it fprcads diviner light, 
 It calls dead finners from their tombs, 
 And gives the blind their fight. 
 
 3 jriow perfect i* thy word ! 
 
 ' Ant 1 all ill y judgments j uft ; / 
 For ever fare thy promifc, Lord, 
 And lien fecurely truft. 
 
 racious God, how plain- 
 Are thy directions giv'n ! 
 . m\ er read in vain, 
 nod the path to hcav'n. 
 
PSALM XIX. 51 
 
 . PAUSE. 
 
 5 I hear thy word with love, 
 
 And I would fain obey ; 
 Send thy good Spirit from above, 
 To guide me, left 1 ftray. 
 
 6 O, who can ever find 
 
 The errors of his ways r 
 Yet with a bold prefumptuous mind 
 I would not care tranfgrefs. 
 
 7 Warn me of ev'ry fin, 
 
 Forgive my fecret faults, 
 And cleanfe this guilty foul ofmine, 
 
 VVhofe crimes exceed my thoughts. 
 
 8 While with my heart and tongue 
 
 I fpread thy praife abroad ; 
 Accept the worihip and the fong, 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 Psalm XIX. Long Metre. 
 
 The books of nature and fcripture compared : or, the 
 glory and fuccefs of the go/pel. 
 
 1 r~jr*\tlE heav'ns declare thy giory, Lord, 
 J[ , In ev'ry ftar thy wifdom fhin£s 5 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 I The rolling fun, the changing light. 
 And nights and days thy pow'r confefs j 
 But the bleft volume thou has writ, 
 Reveals thy juftice and thy grace. 
 
 $< Sun, moon, and (tars convey thy praife 
 
 . Round the whole earth, and never Hand ;, 
 So when thy truth began its race, 
 It touch'dand glanc'd onev'ryland. ; 
 
 |. - Nor (hall thy fpreading gofpel je&, 
 
52 PSALM XIX. 
 
 'Till through the world thy truth has run 5 
 'Till Chr'tft has all the nations blcft, 
 Which fee the light, or feel the fun. 
 
 5 Great Sun of righteoufnefs^arife, 
 
 . Blefs the dark world with'heav'nly light ; 
 Thy gofpel makes the firh pie wife, 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. v 
 
 6 Thy nobleft wonders here we view, 
 In fouls renew'd, and fins forgiv'n : 
 Lord, clearffe my fins, my foul renew, 
 And rmrke thy word my guide to heav'n. 
 
 Psalm XIX. Particular Metre. 
 The book of nature and fcripture, 
 
 GReat God, the heav'n's well-order'd frame 
 Declares the glories ofthy^ntfme : 
 There thy rich works of wonder fhine ; 
 A thoufand Uarry beauties there, 
 A thoufand radiant marks appear, V 
 Of boundlefs pow'r, and ikill divine. 
 
 2 From night to day, from day to night, 
 The dawning and the dying light, 
 
 Lectures of heav'nly wifdom read ; 
 With filent eloquence they raile 
 Our thoughts to our Creator's praiFe, 
 
 And neither found nor language need. 
 
 3 Yet their divine inftruftions run 
 Far as thejournies of the fun, 
 
 And ev'ry nation knows their voice ; 
 The fun, like fome young bridegrdqm dreft, 
 Breaks from the chambers of theeaft, 
 
 Rolls round, and makes the ea; tli rejoice. 
 
 4 Where'er he fpreads his beams abroad, 
 He fmiles and fpeaks his Maker, G d » 
 
 All nature joins to (hew thy praife j 
 
fSALM XX. 53 
 
 Thus God in ev'ry creature fhines ; 
 Fair is the book of nature's lines j 
 But fairer is thy bookofgFace* 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 I love the volumes of thy word ; 
 What light and joy thofe leaves afford 
 
 To fouls benighted and diftrefl 1 
 Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, « 
 Thy fear forbids my fezt to ftray, 
 
 Thy promife leads my foul to reft. 
 
 6 From the difcov'ries of thy law 
 The perfect rules of life I draw ; 
 
 Thefe are my ftudyand delight ; 
 
 Not hontey fo invites the taftc, 
 
 Nor gold which has the furnace pafs'd, 
 
 Appears fo pleafing to the fight. 
 
 7" Thy threat'nings -wake my flumb'ring eyes-, 
 
 And warn me. where my danger lies $ 
 
 But 'tis thy blefled gofpel, Lord, 
 Which makes my guilty conference clean, 
 Converts my foul, fubdues my fin,- 
 And gives a free, but large reward. 
 8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? 
 My God, forgive my fecret faults, 
 
 And from prefumptueus fins reftrain : 
 Accept my poor attempts of praife, 
 That I have read thy book of grace, 
 And book of nature, not in vain-. 
 Psalm XX. Long Metre. 
 Prayer and hope of <vi8ory. 
 For a day of prayer in time of war. 
 I IWTO^ may the God of pow'r and grace 
 JLlJ Attend his peopled humble cry i 
 
 E2 
 
54 PSALM' XXL 
 
 Jebrjab hears when Ifrel prays, 
 And brings delivVance from on high. 
 
 2 The name of "Jacob's God defends 
 Better than fhields or brazen walls j 
 He from his fanctuary fends 
 Succour and ftrength, when Zion calls, 
 
 3 Weil he remembers all our fighs, 
 His Jove exceeds our bed deferts : 
 His love accepts the facrifice 
 
 Of humble groans and broken hearts. 
 
 4 In his falvaticm is our hope, 
 And in the name of 7/rW's God, 
 Our troops {hall lift their banners up, 
 Our navies fpread their flags abroad. 
 
 5 Some truft in horfes train'd for war, 
 And fome of chariots make their boafts: 
 Oux fu reft expectations are 
 
 From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hods, 
 
 6 [Omay themem'ryof thy name 
 Infpire cur armies for the fight ! 
 
 Our foes (hall fall, and die with fhame, 
 Or quit the field with fhameful flight.] 
 
 7 Now fave us, Lord, from flavifli fear, 
 Now let our hopes be firm and ftrong, 
 a Till thy falvation {ball appear, 
 
 And joy and triumph raife the fang. 
 Psalm XXI. Long Metre. 
 Chrift exalted to the kingdom. 
 
 1 T\AV1D rejoie'd in God, his /trengtb, 
 
 R-is'd to the throne by fpeaal grace; 
 But Cbrijl) the Son, appears at length, 
 Fulfils the triumph, and the praife, 
 
 2 How great is the Mejfiab\ joy 
 
PSALM XXII. 55 
 
 In the falvation of thy hand ! 
 
 Lord, thou haft rais'd his kingdom high, 
 
 And giv'n the world to his command. 
 
 3 Thy goodnefs grants whate'er he will, 
 Nor doth the lead requeft withhold j 
 Bleffings of love prevent him ftill, 
 And crowns of glory, not of gold. 
 
 4 Honour and majefty divine 
 Around his facred temples mine, 
 Bleft with the favour of thy face, 
 And length ofeverlafung days. 
 
 5 Thine hand mail find out all his foes, 
 And, as the fiery open glows 
 With raging heat and living coals, 
 So mall thy wrath devour their fouls. 
 
 Psalm XXII. ijr Part. -Common Metre. 
 The fufferings and death of ' Chrifl. 
 
 1 "^If /"^Y k as mv God my foal forfook, 
 
 V y Nor will a fmile afford ? 
 (Thus David once in anguim fpoke^ 
 And thus our dying Lord.) 
 
 2 Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell 
 
 AmoDg thy praifing faints, 
 Yet 3 thou canft hear a groan as well 3 
 And pity our complaints, 
 
 3 Our fathers trufted in thy name, 
 
 Afid great deliverance found -j 
 But I'm a worm ddpis'd of men. 
 And trodden to the ground. 
 
 4 Shakini the head, they pafs ms by, 
 
 And laugh my foul to (corn; 
 tQ In v&m hctruft* in God (they cry) 
 "N^aedasd forlorn/: 
 
56 -PSALM XXII.- 
 
 5 But thou art he who form'd rny flefii, 
 
 By thine almighty word, 
 And fince I hung upon the breaft, 
 My hope is in the Lord. 
 
 6 Why will my Father hide his face k 
 
 When foes {tend threat'ning round. 
 In the dark hour of deep diftrefs, 
 And not an helper found I 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 Behold thy Darling left among 
 
 The cruel and the proud, 
 As bulls of Bafhan, fierce and ftrong, 
 As lions roaring loud. 
 
 8 From earth and hell, my forrows meet, 
 
 To multiply the fmart ; 
 They nail my hands, they pieroemy feet, 
 And try to vexmy heart. 
 
 9 Yet, if thy fov'reign hand let look 
 
 The rage of earth and hell, 
 Why will my heav'nly Father bruife 
 
 The Son he loves fo well ? 
 io My God, if poffible it be, 
 
 Withhold this bitter cup : 
 But I refign my will to thee, 
 
 And drink the forrows up. 
 
 11 My heart diffolves with pangs unknown, 
 
 In groans I wafte my breath : 
 Thy heavy hand hath brought me down 
 Low as the duft of death. 
 
 12 Father, I give my fpirit up, 
 
 Andtruft it in thy hand ; 
 My dying flefh mail reft in hope, 
 And rife at thy command. 
 
PSALM XXII. 57 
 
 Psalm XXII. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 Chr iff s fujferings and kingdom. 
 
 1 ""^kTO W from the roaring i ion's rage, 
 
 l%i " O Lord, prote& thy Son, 
 " Nor leave thy Darling io engage 
 tc The pow'rs of hell alone," 
 
 2 Thus did our fufPring Saviour pray 
 
 With mighty cries and tears :* 
 God heard him in that dreadful day, 
 And chas'd away his fears. 
 
 3 Great was the vicYry of his death, 
 
 His throne's exalted high : * 
 
 And all the kindreds of the earth 
 
 Shall worfhip or (hall die. 
 
 4 A num'rous offspring misft arife 
 
 From his expiring groans ; 
 They (hall be reckpn'd in his eyes 
 For daughters ar : d for fens, 
 
 5 The meek and humble fouls ftiallfee 
 
 His table richly fpread ; 
 And all who feek the Lord, {hall be 
 With joys immortal fed. 
 
 6 The iflssflial! know the righteoufnefs 
 
 Of our incarnate God 5 
 And nations yet unborn, profefs 
 Salvation in his blood. 
 
 Psalm XXII. Long Metre, 
 
 ChrinVj fujferings and exaltation. 
 
 1 VTOW let our mournful longs record 
 jL^| The dying forrqws of cur Lord j 
 When he coqiplain'd in tears and blood, 
 
 As ane forfaken of his God. 
 
 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 
 
5$ PSALM XXIII. 
 
 And (hake their head?, and laugh in fcorn 3 
 a He refcu'd others from the grave, 
 K Now let him try himfeifto fave. 
 
 3 ,c This is the man did once pretend 
 
 *' God was his Father and his Friend ; 
 
 " If God the blefled lov'd him fo, 
 
 cc Why doth he fail to help him now ?" 
 
 4 Barbarous people ! cruel priefts ! 
 
 How they flood round like lavage beads ! 
 
 Like lions gaping to devour, 
 
 When God had left him in their pow'r. 
 
 5 They wound his head, his hands, his fea y 
 'Till (rreams of blood each other meet 5 
 By lot h ; «. garments they divide, 
 
 And mock the pangs in which he dy'd. 
 
 6 But God, his Father, heard his cry ; 
 Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high ; 
 The nations learn his righteoufnefr, 
 And humble fmnerstafte his grace. 
 
 Psalm XXIII. Long Metre. 
 GOD our Shepherd. 
 
 1 T\/f"^ Shepherd is the living Lord : 
 jIVXNow fhdl! my wants be well fupply'd \ 
 His providence and holy word 
 
 Become my fafety and my guide. 
 
 2 In paftures where falvation grows, 
 He makes me feed, he makes me reft ; 
 
 1 here living water gently fjows. 
 And all the food divinely Jbfejft. 
 
 3 My wand 'ring feet his ways miftake ; 
 But he reftores my foul to peace, 
 And leads me, for his mercy's fake, 
 In the fair paths of ri.ghteoufntfs. 
 
PSALM XXIII. 59 
 
 4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale. 
 Where death and all its terrors are, 
 
 My heart and hope (hall never fail. 
 For God, my Shepherd's with me there. 
 
 5 Amidft thedarknefs and the deeps, 
 Thou art my comfort, thou my flay .; 
 Thy ftaff fupports my feeble fteps, 
 Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 
 
 6 The fons of earth, and fons of hell, 
 Gaze at thy goodnefs, and repine 
 To fee my table fpread fo well, 
 With living bread, and cheerful wine. 
 
 7 [How I rejoice, when on my head 
 Thy Spirit condefcends to reft ! 
 'Tisa divine anointing (hed, 
 Like oil of gladnefs at a feaft. 
 
 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord 
 Attend 'his houfhold all their days : 
 There will I dwell to hear his word, 
 To feek his face, and flng his praife. j 
 
 Psalm XXIII. Common Metre. 
 
 1 7k /TY Shepherd will fupply my need, 
 _L Y A y^kovah i$ his name ; 
 
 la paitures frefh he makes me feed, 
 Befide the living firearm 
 
 2 He brings my wand'ring fpirit back, 
 
 When I forfakehis ways, 
 And leads me, for his mercy's fake, 
 In paths of truth and grace. 
 
 3 When I walk through the (hades -'of death, 
 
 Tiay prefence is my fray : 
 A word of thy fupporting breath 
 Drives all my fears away. 
 
60 PSALM XXIII. 
 
 4 Thy hand, in fpite of all my foes, 
 
 Doth ftill my table fpread ; 
 My cup with bleffings overflows, 
 Thine oil anoints my head. 
 
 5 The fure prcvifions of my God 
 
 Attend me all my days ; 
 
 may thy houfe be mine abode, 
 And all my work be praife ! 
 
 6 There would I find a fettled reft, 
 
 (While others go and come) 
 No more a ftranger, or a guelt, 
 But like a child at home. 
 Psal m XXIII. Short Metre. 
 
 1 rTTMlE Lord my Shepherd is, 
 
 JL* I (hall be well fupply'd : 
 Since he is mine, and I am his, 
 What caa I want befide ? 
 
 2 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heav'nly pafture grows, 
 Where living waters gently pafs, 
 And full falvation flows. 
 
 3 If e'er I goauray, 
 
 He doth my foul reclaim, 
 And guides me in his own right way, 
 For his moll holy nanje. 
 
 4 While he affords his aid, 
 
 I cannot yield to fear ; 
 Jho 9 I mould walk thro* death's dark fhad 
 My Shepherd's with oie there. 
 
 5 In fpite of all my foes, 
 
 Thou doft my table fpread ; 
 My cup with fcleflings overflows, 
 And joy exalts my head. 
 
PSALM XXIV. 6t 
 
 6 The bounties of thy love, 
 
 Shall crown my foll'wing days j 
 Nor from thy houfe will I remove, 
 Nor ceafe to fpeak thy praife. 
 Psalm XXIV. Common Metre. 
 Dwelling *wilh GOD. 
 
 1 rT^HE e^rth for ever is the Lord's, 
 
 With Adam\ mitu'rous race ; 
 Herais'd its arches o'er the floods, 
 And built it on the Tea?. 
 
 2 But who among the Tons of men 
 
 May vifit thine abode ? 
 He who has hands from mifchief clean, 
 Whole heart is right with God : 
 
 3 This is the man may rife and take 
 
 The bleffings of his grace : * 
 This is the lot of thofe who feek 
 The God of Jacob's face. 
 
 4 Now let sur fouls' immortal pow'rs, 
 
 To meet the Lord prepare, 
 Lift up their everlafting doors, 
 The King of glory's near. 
 
 5 The King of glory, who can tell 
 
 The wanders ©f his might ? 
 He rules the nations ; but to dwell 
 With faints is his delight. 
 Psalm XXIV. Long Metre. 
 Saints dwell in heaven : or, ChriftV afcenfion. 
 i fTlHIS fpacious earth is all the Lord's, 
 JL And mer>, and worms, and beafts, and 
 He rais'd the building on the feas, [birds, 
 And gave it for their dwelling-place. 
 2 But there's a brighter place on high, 
 F 
 
62 PSALM XXV. 
 
 Thy palace, Lord, above the fky : 
 Who (hall afcend that Weft abode, 
 And dwell fo near his Maker, God ? 
 
 3 He who abhors, and fears to fin, 
 Whofe heart is pure, whofe hands are clean 
 Him (hall the Lord, the Saviour, blefs,* 
 And clothe his foul with righteoufnefs. 
 
 4 Thefeare the men, the pious race, 
 Who feek the God of Jacob's (ace : 
 Thefe fhall enjoy the blifsful fight, 
 And dwell in everlafting light, 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Rejoice, ye fhining worlds on high, 
 Behold the King of glory nigh $ 
 Whe can this King of glory be ? 
 The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 
 
 6 Yc heav'nly gates, your leaves difplay, 
 To make the Lord, the Saviour way ; 
 Laden with fpoils from earth and hell, 
 The Conqu'ror comes with Gcd to dwell. 
 
 7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before, 
 He opens heavVs eternal door, 
 
 To give his faints a bleft abode, 
 Near their Redeemer, and their God. 
 Psalm XXV. \ft Part. Short Metre. 
 Waiting for pardon and direftion* 
 i T LLF r my foul to God, 
 X. My truft is in his name ; 
 Let not my foes who feek my blood, 
 
 Still triumph in my (hame. 
 2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell, 
 Perfuade me to defpair - 9 
 Lordj make me know thy cov'aant welJ, 
 
PSALM XXV. 6 
 
 That I may 'fcape the fnare. 
 
 3 From the iirft dawning ligHt, 
 
 'Till the dark evening riie^ 
 For thy falvaticn, Lord, 1 wait 
 With ever-longing eyes. 
 
 4 Remember all thy grace, 
 
 And lead me in thy truth : 
 Forgiye the lias of riper days, 
 And follies of my youth. 
 
 5 7'heLorcl isjuft. and kind, 
 
 The meek mall jearn his ways 3 
 And evYy "humble llnner find 
 The methods of his grace. 
 
 6 For his own good/dels' fake 
 
 He faves my foul from fhame ; 
 He pardons (though my guilt be great) 
 Through my Redeemer's name. 
 Psalm. XXV. id Part. Short Metre. 
 ,,.. Di-vine ivfiruBion.-. 
 
 1 TTJ THERE IfcU the man be- found. 
 
 VV Who fears C ofFend his Gcd, \ 
 Who loves the goTpePs joyful found, 
 And -trembles at the rod ?- 
 
 2 The Lord mall make him know 
 
 The fccrets of his heart, 
 The wonders of his. covenant fliow, 
 Ar^d all his love impart. 
 
 3 The dealings of his hand 
 
 Are truth and mercy ftili, 
 With fucb as to his cov'nant (rand, - 
 
 And love Jo do his will. 
 4. v Their fouls- fljall dwell at eafe, 
 
 Before their Maker's face '■& 
 
64 PSALM XXV. 
 
 Their feed (hall talte the promifes 
 
 In their extenfive grace. 
 Psalm XXV. ^d Part. Short Metre. 
 Difrefs of foul : or, backfiding, and defertioft. 
 I T^/IP^E eyes and toy defire 
 1VJL A re £ ver to the Lord j 
 
 1 love to plead his prcmhes, 
 
 And reft upon his word. 
 
 2 Turn, turn thee to my foiil, 
 
 Bring thy fslvation near ; 
 
 When will thy hand releafemy feet 
 
 Out of -the deadly, (hare ? 
 
 3 When Gull the fev'reign grace 
 
 Of my forgiving God 
 Reftore me from thofedang'rous ways 
 My wand'ring feet have trod r 
 
 4 The tumuk of my thoughts 
 
 Doth but enlarge rny woe ; 
 My fpiriv languiih.es, my heart 
 is de folate and low. 
 
 5 With ev'ry morning light 
 
 My forrow new begins ; 
 Look on ray anguifh and my pain, 
 And .pardon all my (ins. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 - 6 Behold the fons of hell, 
 
 How cruel is their hate ! 
 Againft my life they rife, and join 
 
 Their fury with deceit. 
 7 O keep my foul from death, 
 
 Nor put my hope to fhame, 
 For I have plac'd my only trutt 
 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
PSALM XXVI, XXVII. % 
 
 8 'With humble faith I wait . 
 
 To fee thy face again ; 
 Of I/relit fhall ne'er be faid, 
 He fought the Lord in vain. 
 Psalm XXVI. Long Metre. 
 Self-examination : or, evidences of grace. 
 2 T UDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, 
 J| And try my reins, and try my heart j 
 My faith upon thy promife ftays, 
 Nor from thy law my feet depart, 
 
 2 1 hate to walk, I hatetafit 
 With men of vanity and lies : 
 The fcoiFer and the hypocrite 
 Are the abhorrence of mine eyes, 
 
 3 AmoBg thy faints will I appear 
 With hands well wafh'd in innocence : 
 But when I ftand before thy bar, 
 The blood of Chriji\% my defence. 
 
 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, 
 
 The temple, where- thiae honours dwell j - 
 There (hall I hear thy holy word, 
 And there thy works of wonder tell. 
 
 5 Let not my foul be join'd at laft 
 With men of treachery and blood, 
 Since I my days on earth have pafs'd 
 Among the faints, and near my God. 
 
 Psalm XXVII. \ ft Part. Common Metre, 
 
 The church is our delight andfafety. 
 I TT^HE Lord of glory is my iight 5 
 •* X And mv Salvation too ; 
 God is my ftrength ; nor will I fear * 
 What all my foes can do. 
 2. One; privilege my heart defires h 
 ¥2 
 
66 PSALM XXVII. 
 
 O grant mean abode 
 Among the churches of thy faints, 
 The temples of my God ! 
 
 3 There mall I offer my requefts, 
 
 And fee tby beauties (till ; 
 
 Shall hear thy meffages of love, 
 
 And there inquire thy will. 
 
 4 When troubles rife, and frorms appear, 
 
 There may his children hide ; 
 God has a ftrong pavilion, where 
 He makes my foul abide.- 
 
 5 Now mall my head be lifted high 
 
 Above my foes around, 
 And fongs of joy and victory 
 Within thy temple found. 
 Psalm XXVII. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 Prayer and hope. 
 
 1 QOGN as I heard my Father fay, 
 l^ " Ye children, feek my grace," 
 My heart reply'd without delay, 
 
 « I'll feek my Father's face." 
 
 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, . 
 
 Nor frown my foul away ; 
 God of my life, I fly to thee 
 In a dirtrefling day. 
 
 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, 
 
 Leave me to want or die, 
 My God would make my life his care, 
 
 And all my need fupply. 
 £ My fainting flefh haddy'd withgriefj 
 
 Had not my foul believ'd 
 To fee thy grace provide relief, 
 
 Nor \yas my hope deceiv'd. 
 
PSALM. XXIX, XXX. 67 
 
 5 Wait, on the Lord, ye trembling faints, 
 And keep your courage up ; 
 He'il raife your fpirit when it faints, 
 And far exceed your hope. 
 
 Psalm XXIX. Long Metre. 
 Storm and thunder. 
 i /^IVE to the Lord, ye fons of fame, 
 \J Give to the Lord, renown and pow'r, 
 Aicribe due honours to his name, 
 And his eternal might adore. 
 
 2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud, 
 Over the ocean and the land; 
 
 His voice divides the wat'ry cloud, 
 And light'nings blaze at his command. 
 
 3 Hefpeaks, and temped, hail and wind, 
 Lay the wide foreft bare around ; 
 The fearful hart, and frighted hind, 
 Leap at the terror of the found. 
 
 4, To Lebanon he turns his voice, 
 And lo, the ftately cedars break 5 
 The mountains tremble at the noire,. 
 The vallies rear, the defarts quake. 
 
 5 The Lord fits Sov'reiga on the flood, 
 The Thund'rer reigns for ever King : 
 But makes the church his blelt abode,. 
 Where we his awful glories fing. 
 
 6 In gentler language there the Lord 
 The counfels of his grace imparts : 
 Amid the raging (form, his word 
 Speaks peace and courage t© our hearts, 
 
 Ps a l m XXX. 1/ Part. Lon g Me tre t 
 
 Sifknefc foaled; andferrov^ rmwtd> 
 
€3 PSALM XXX. 
 
 1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high, 
 X At thy command difeafes fly ; 
 Who but a God can fpealc, and fave 
 From the dark borders of the grave ? 
 
 2 Sing to the Lord, ye faints of his, 
 And tell how large his goodnefs is I 
 Let all your pow'rs rejoice, and blefs, 
 While you record his holinefs. 
 
 3 His anger but a moment flay: ; 
 His love is life and length of days ; 
 Tho' grief and tears the night employ, 
 The Morning-Star reftores the joy. 
 
 Psalm XXX. 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 Health, Jicknefs, and recovery. . 
 
 1 TTM rm was my health, my day was bright, 
 
 I* And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er be night; 
 Fondly I faid within my hearr, 
 a Pleafure and peace fhall ne'er depart." 
 
 2 But I forgot thine arm was ftrong, 
 Which made my mountain ftand fo long : 
 Soon as thy face began to hide, 
 
 My health was gone, my comforts dy'd. 
 
 3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God, 
 
 11 What canft thou profit by my blood ? 
 
 " Deep in the duftcan 1 declare 
 
 " Thy truth, or fing thy goodnefs there ? 
 
 4. " Hear me, O God of grace (I faid) 
 " And bring me from among the dead V* 
 Thy words rebuild the pains I felt, 
 Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 
 
 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe, 
 Are turn'd to joy and praifes now ; 
 I throw my fackdoth on the ground, 
 
PSALM XXXI. 69 
 
 And eafe and gladnefs gird me round. 
 6 My tongue (the glory of my frame) 
 
 Shall ne'er be ftlent of thy name ; 
 
 Thy praife mail found thro' earth and heav'n, 
 
 For iicknefs heal'd, and fios iorgiv'n. 
 Psalm" XXXL \Ji Part. Common Metre. 
 Deliverance from death. 
 
 1 INTO thins hand, O God of truth, 
 j[_ My fpirit I commit 5 
 
 Thou haft redeem M my foul frsm death, 
 And fav'd me from the pit. 
 
 2 The paflions of "my hope and tear, 
 
 Maintained a double flrife, 
 While iorrov>\ pain, and fin confpir'd 
 To take away my life. 
 
 •■• My time is in thy hand (I cry'd) 
 
 " Though I draw near the duft :' 
 Thou art the Refuge where I hide, 
 
 The God in whom I truft.- 
 O may thy reconciled face 
 
 Upon thy fervant (nine, 
 And fave me, hr thy mercy's fake, 
 
 For I'm intirely thine. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 ['Twas in my hade my fpirit faid, 
 
 " I rrmft defpair and die 3 
 " I am cue off before thine eyes \** 
 
 But thru haft heard my cry. J 
 Thy goodnsfs, kow divinely free I 
 
 Hoy? wond'reus is thy grace, 
 To thofe who fear thy msjefty, 
 
 And truft thy promifes 1 
 O jove the Lord, all ye his faints, 
 
70 PSALM XXXL 
 
 And fing his praifes loud $ 
 He'l] lend his ear to your complaints, 
 And recompence the proud. 
 Psalm XXXI. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 
 Deli-jerance from fiander and reproach. 
 I Ik JfTY fyeart rejoices in thy name, 
 JlVA My God, my help, my truft ; 
 Thou haft pref.rv'd my free fromfhame, 
 Mine honour from the duft. 
 1 « My life is fpent with grief (I cry'd) 
 " My years confum'd in groans, 
 "" My (Irertgth decays, mine eyes are dry'd, 
 w Ami farrow waftes my bones." 
 
 3 Among mine enemies, my name 
 
 Was a mere proverb grown, 
 While to my neighbours I became 
 Forgotten and unknown. 
 
 4 Slander and fear on ev*ry fide 
 
 Sciz's and befef me round :• 
 I to the throne of grace apply 'd, 
 And fpeedy refcue iound. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 How great dehy'rance thou haft wrought 
 
 Before the fons of men ! 
 The lying lips to filence brought, 
 And made their boafting vain ! 
 
 6 Thy children from the ftrife of tongues, 
 
 Shall thy pavilion hide, 
 Guard them from infamy and wrong*, 
 And crufh the fons of pride. 
 
 7 Within thy fecret prefenee, Lord, 
 
 Let me for ever dwell ; 
 No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd, 
 
psalm xxxn. 71 
 
 Secures a faint Co well.. 
 
 Psalm XXXM. Short Metre. 
 Forgi-venefs of fins upon confejjion. 
 
 1 /\ BLESSED fouls are they they 
 X^Jr Whofe fins are cover 'd o'er j 
 
 Divinely bicft, to whom the Lord 
 Imputes their guilt no more. 
 
 2 They mourn their follies paft, 
 
 And keep their hearts with care j 
 Their lips and lives without deceit 
 Shall prove their faith fmcere. 
 
 3 While I conceal'd my guilt, 
 
 I felt the. feft'ring wound, 
 'Till I confefs'd my fins to thee, 
 And ready pardon found. 
 
 4 Let finners learn to pray, 
 
 Let faints keep near the throne 5 
 Our help in times of deep diftrefs, 
 Is found in God alone. 
 Psalm XXXIL Common Metre. 
 Free pardon and line ere obedience ; or, confejjton and 
 
 forgi-venefs, 
 i " r APPY the man to whom his God- 
 No more imputes his fin, 
 , wafk'd in the Redeemer's blood, 
 Hath made his garments clean ! 
 2 Happy, beyond expreftion, he 
 
 Whofe debts are thus difebarg'd 5 
 And from the guilty bondage free> 
 He feels his foul enlarged. 
 I His fpirit hates deceit and lies, ' 
 
 His words are all fincere ; 
 He guards iiis heart, he guards his tfte$ 
 
 Bat, \* 
 
72 PSALM XXXII. 
 
 To keep his conference clear. 
 
 4 Vv T h''{& I my inward guilt fuppreft, 
 
 No quiet could I find ; 
 Thy wrath lay burning in my breaft, 
 And wrack'd my tortur'd mind. 
 
 5 Then I confefs'd my troubled thoughts, 
 
 My fecret fins reveaPd ; 
 Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, 
 Thy love my pardon feal'd, 
 
 6 This (hall invite thy faints to pray, 
 
 When, like a raging flood, 
 Temptations rife, our ftrength and fray 
 
 Is a forgiving God. 
 Psalm XXXII. \fi Part. Long Metre. 
 "Repentance and .free pardon : or, justification and 
 /anclifcaticn. 
 
 1 "IDLEST is the man, for ever bled, 
 
 fj Whofe guilt is pardon'd by his God, 
 Whofe fins with forrow are confefs'd, 
 And cover'd with a Saviour's blood. 
 
 2 Bleft is the man to whom the Lord 
 Imputes not his iniquities ; 
 
 He pleads no merit of reward, 
 And not on works, but grace relies. 
 
 3 From guile his heart and lips are free ; 
 His humble joy, his holy fear, 
 
 With deep repentance well agree, 
 And join to prove his faith fincere. 
 
 4 How glorious is mat righteoufnefs 
 Which hides and cancels all his fins ! 
 While a bright evidence of grace 
 Thro' his whole life appears and mines. 
 
 ¥sALM XXXII, 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 
PSALM XXXIII. 73 
 
 A guilty conference eafed by confeffon and pardon. 
 
 I 11 yTHiLE I keep filence and conceal 
 V V ^7 heavy guilt within my heart, 
 What torment doth my confciencc feel i 
 What agonies of inward fmart ! 
 
 2, I fpread my fins before the Lord, 
 And all my fecret faults confefs ; 
 Thy gofpel fpeaks a pard'ning word, 
 Thy Holy Spirit feais the grace. . 
 
 .3 For this ihall ev'ry humble foul 
 Make fwift addreiFes to thy feat : 
 When floods of huge temptations roll, 
 There (hall they find a bteft retreat 
 
 4 How fafe beneath thy wings I lie, 
 
 When days grow dark, and florms appear ; 
 And when I walk, thy watchful eye 
 Shall guide me fafe from ev'ry fnare. 
 
 Psalm XXXIII. \ft Part. Common Metre, 
 Works of creation and providence. 
 
 1 Tf? EJOK-'I^ ys righteous, in the Lord, 
 J^ This work belongs to you : 
 
 Sing of his name, his ways, his word, 
 ^ How holy, ju£ a ad true ! 
 
 2 His mercy and his rigbteoufne fs, 
 
 Let heav'nand earth proclaim ; 
 His works of nature and of grace 
 Reveal his wond'rous name. 
 
 3 His wifdotn and almighty word 
 
 The heav'nly arches fpread ; 
 And by the Spirit of th§ Lord 
 Their fhining hofls were made. 
 
 4 He bade the liquid waters flow 
 
 To their appointed deep ; 
 G 
 
74 PSALM XXXIII. 
 
 ,The flowing Teas their limits know, 
 And their own fbtion keep. 
 
 5 Ye tenants of the fpacicus earth, 
 
 With fear before him fhnd : 
 He fpake, and nature took its birth, 
 Andrefts on his command. 
 
 6 He fcorns the angry nations' rage, 
 
 And breaks their vain deflgns j 
 His counfel (lands through ev'ry age, 
 And in full glory ihines. 
 Psalm XXXIII. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Creatures <vair., and God all-fuficie?n . 
 " LEST is the nation where the Lbrd 
 Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; 
 Where he reveals his heav'nly word, 
 And calls their tribes his own. 
 
 2 His eye, w^ith infinite furvey, 
 
 Does the whole world behold ; 
 He form'd us all of equal clay, 
 And knows our feeble mould. 
 
 3 Kings are not refcu'd by the force 
 
 Of armies, from the grave ; 
 Norfpeed nor courage of an horfe 
 Can the bold rider fave. 
 
 4 Vain is the ftrength of beafts or men, 
 
 To hope for fafety thence ; 
 
 But holy fouls from God obtain 
 
 A ftrong and fure defence. 
 
 5 God is their fear, and God their truft, 
 
 When plagues or famine fpread ; 
 His watchful eye fecures the ju(r, 
 Among ten thoufand dead. 
 i> Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, 
 
PSALM XXXIIL- js 
 
 And bid's us from thy throne ; 
 Far we have ■ mack? thy word our choice, 
 And uuit thy grace alone. 
 Psalm XXXIIL lft Part. Particular Metre, 
 
 Works of creation and providence. 
 i\TE. holy (ouis, in God rejoice, 
 j[ Your Maker's praife becomes your voice, 
 Great is your theme, your forigs be new ; 
 Sing oi his name, his word, his ways, 
 His works of nature and of grace, 
 How wife "and holy, juft and true ! 
 2- Juilice and truth he ever loves, 
 
 s\n6 the whole earth his goodness proves ; 
 
 His word the heav'nly arches fpread ; 
 How wide they fliiae from north to Couth ; 
 And by the spirit of his mouth 
 Were all \hz ftarry armies made. 
 
 3 He gathers the wide flowing feas, 
 Thole wat'ry treasures know their piace 
 '• In the vafi i'orehoufe of the deep ; 
 He fpake, and gave ail nature birth, 
 
 Amd fires, and leas, and heav'n and earthy 
 His everlafting orders keep. 
 
 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore 
 A God of fueh refiiilefs pow'r, 
 
 Nor tila're indulge their feeble rage ; 
 Viiin are your thoughts, and weak your hands, 
 But his eternal counfe'i Hands, 
 
 And rales the world from age to age. 
 EsalpvS XXXIIL idPart. Particular Metre, 
 
 Creatures <vain, and GOD all-fujjicient, 
 I /"~\ HAPPY nation, where me Lord 
 \^j? Reveals the treasures of his word, 
 
7$ P S A L M XXXIV. 
 
 And builds his church, his earthly throne f 
 His eye the Heathen world iurveys, 
 He form'd iheir hearts, he knows their ways, 
 
 But God, their Maker, is unknown. 
 
 2 Let kings rely upon their hoft, 
 
 And of his Itiength fnt champion boaft ; 
 
 In vain they boaft, in vain rely ; 
 In vain we truft the brutal force, 
 Or fpcedi or courage of an horfe, 
 
 Togiarrd his iltzr. cr tuUy. 
 
 3 The eye of thy eompafliorij. Lord, 
 Doth r^cre Secure defence a fiord, 
 
 When death, or dangers tbreai'iiing (land : 
 Trfy v/itchfu' eye orderves thejtrfl, 
 Who qfiafce thy oame their fear and iruft, 
 
 When wars or famine * j afte the land. 
 
 4 In ftcknef? , or the bloody field, 
 "Thou oer nJijljcian, tktu s»ur ftiielc, 
 
 Seal! us lalvation from thy throne j 
 We wait to fee thy goaddefs fhirie ; 
 Let us Tiyv.zz iii h<. 'p -J'p.-ine, 
 For nh our hope is God a!<me. 
 Psalm XXXIV.' ijl ?a-rt. Long Metre. 
 GW*j c*?k? of the faints : or, deliverance hj proytr. 
 i If O&D, i will bids thee all my aayi, 
 g^/ Vfay pfaife Owl] dwell upon mv tongue ; 
 My foul ihall glory in thy grace, 
 While feints pyoice lo hear the ion-. 
 
 2 Come, magnify the Lord with iv.c, 
 Come, let us all exalt his name ; 
 
 I fpught th' etcrniil God, and be 
 Irhs net expos'd my hope to ihr.me. 
 
 3 I told him all my fecret grief, 
 
PSALM XXXIV. 77 
 
 My fecret groaning reach'd his cars i 
 He gave my inward pains relief, 
 And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 
 
 j. To him the poor lift up their eyes, 
 Their faces feel- the heav'nly fhine ; 
 A beam of mercy from the fkier 
 Fills them with light and joy divine* , 
 
 ; His holy angels pitch their tents 
 Around ths men who fsrve th« Lord : 
 O fear and leve him, all ye feints, 
 Tafte of his grace, and trufY hi* word. 
 
 > The wild young lions pinch'd with pa««a 
 And hunger, roar through all the wood > 
 But none {hall feek the Lord in vain, 
 Nor want fupplies of real good. 
 
 Psalm XXXIV.. id Part. Long Metre, 
 Religious education : or, inftruflion of piety. 
 
 I- /^Hildren in years and knowledge young, 
 V^ Your parents' hope, your parent*' joy, 
 Attend the-counfels of my tongue, 
 Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 
 
 i If you defire a length of days, 
 And peace to crown your mortal ftate, 
 Reftrain your feet from finful ways, 
 Your lips from flander and deceit. 
 
 5 The eyes of God regard his faints, 
 His ears are open to their cries •, 
 He fets his frowning face againft 
 The fbns ©f violence and lies. 
 
 % To humble fouls, and broken heart?, 
 God with his grace is ever nigh : . 
 Pardon and hope his love imparts, 
 When men in deep contrition lie, . 
 G z 
 
7 S PSALM XXXIV. 
 
 5 Ha tells their tears, he counts their groan?, 
 Hn Son redeems their fouls from death y 
 His Spirit heals their broken bones, 
 They in his praiie employ their breath. 
 
 Psalm XXXIV. ij? Part. Common Metre- 
 Prayer and praife for eminent deli-verance. 
 
 i T'LL b!efs the Lord from day to day : 
 X How good are all his ways ! 
 Ye humble fouls who ufe to pray, 
 Come, help my lips to praife. 
 
 2 Sing to the honour of his name, 
 
 How a poor Tinner cry'd, 
 Nor was his hope expos'd to fhame, 
 Nor was his fuit deny'd. 
 
 3 When threat'ning forrows round me flood, 
 
 And endlefs fears arofe, 
 Like the loud billows of a flood, 
 Redoubling all my woes. 
 
 4 I told the Lord my fore diftrefs, 
 
 With heavy groans and tears ; 
 He gave my (harped torments eafe, 
 And Tilenc'd all my fears. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 O Tinners, come and tafte his love, 
 
 Come, learn his pleafant ways, 
 And let your own experience prove 
 The fweetnefs of his grace. 
 
 6 He bids his angels pitch their tents 
 
 Round where his children dwell : 
 What ills their heav'nly care prevents, 
 No earthly tongue can tell.] 
 
 7 [O love the Lord, ye (aims of his - 3 
 rt.i e ye regards the julf ; 
 
PSALM XXXIV, XXXV, [79- 
 
 How richly bleft their portion is 
 Who make the Lord their truft ! 
 8 Young lions pinch'd with hunger, roar, 
 And farnifh in the wood ; 
 But God (applies his holy poor, 
 With ev'ry needful good.] 
 Psalm XXXIV. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 Exhortations to peace and bolinefs, 
 
 1 /^OME, children, learn to fear the Lord 3 
 \^4 And that your days be long, 
 
 Let not a falfe or fpiteful word 
 Be found upon your tongue. 
 
 2 Depart from mifchief, pradYife love, 
 
 Purfue the works of peace : 
 So ihall the Lord your ways approve, 
 
 And fet your fouls at eafe. 
 3. His eyes awake to guard the juft, 
 
 His ears attend their cry : 
 When broken fpirits dwell in duft, 
 
 The God of grace is nigh. 
 
 4 What though the for rows here they tads 
 
 Are {harp and tedious too ?' 
 The Lord who faves them all at laft, 
 Is therr fupporternow. 
 
 5 Evil £hall finite the wicked dead ; 
 
 But God fecures his own : 
 Prevents the mifchief when they {Ude 3 
 Or heals the broken bone. 
 
 6 When defolation, like a flood 
 
 O'er the proud finner rolls, 
 Saints find a refuge in their God, 
 For he redeem'd their fouls. 
 Psalm XXXV. ij? Fart. Common Metre; 
 
So PSALM XXXV. 
 
 Prayer and faith ofperfecutsd faints : er, impreca- 
 tions jnixed with charity. 
 
 1 "J^TOW plead my caufe, almighty God* 
 Jjty With all the ions of ftrife ; 
 
 And fight againft the men of blood, 
 Who fight againlt my life. 
 
 2 Draw out thy (pear, and ftop their vray, 
 
 Lift thine avenging rod ; 
 But to my foal in mercy fay, 
 u I am thy Saviour God." 
 
 3 They plant their fnares to catch my fcct$ 
 
 And nets of mifchief fpread : 
 Plunge the deftroyen in the pit 
 Which their own hands have made. 
 
 4 Let fogs ant 1 darknefs hide their way, 
 
 And flipp'ry be their ground ; 
 Thy wrath fhal! make their lives a prey. 
 And all their rage confound. 
 
 5 They fly like cfearT before the^wind 
 
 Before thine angry breath ; 
 The angel of the Lord behind, 
 Purfues theai down t« death. 
 
 6 They love the road which leads to hell > 
 
 Then let the rebels die, 
 Wbofe malice is implacable 
 Againft the Lord rnaft high. 
 
 7 B*t| if (boa haft a chofen few 
 
 Among that impious race, 
 Divide them from the bloody crew, 
 By thy furpriiing grace. 
 
 8 Then will I raife my tuneful voite 
 
 To make thy wonders known \ 
 In their faivaiwjn I'll rejoice. 
 
PSALM XXXV, XXXVI. Si 
 
 Ancl bl<?fs thee for my own. 
 Psalm XXXV. zd Fart.. Common Metre. 
 Love to enemies : or, tlie hue of Chrift to finners> 
 typified in David. 
 EHOLp the love, the gen'rous love, 
 Which holy David {hows ; 
 Hark, how his founding bowels move. 
 To his smiacd foes i 
 
 2 When they are nek, his fou! cornplaifif, 
 
 And feems to feci thefmart ; 
 The Tpint of thegofpel reigns, 
 And melts his pious heart. 
 
 3 How did his Bowing tecs condole, 
 
 As for a brother 6^i I 
 And fading mortify ii his foul, 
 While foot thcif life fee pray'd. 
 
 4 They groan'd &ad curs'd him on their bed. 
 
 Yet ihli p$ pleads 2nd mourns \ 
 And double bkifings on his head 
 The righteous God returns. 
 
 5 O glorious, type of heav'nly grace i 
 
 Thus Chi'iji^ the Lord, appears,; 
 While tinners curfe, the Saviour pray?, 
 And pities theit? with tears* 
 
 6 He ? the true David, Ifrel's King 3 
 
 13iefb and bc-lov'd of Got),' 
 To fave us rebels dead in. iin, 
 Paid bis owndesreit blood. 
 Psalm XXXVI. Long Metre. 
 The perfections and providence of Gcd ;. cr> general. 
 
 providence, andfpecial grace. 
 I TJiGH ia taeheav'ns, eiernal God,. 
 il Thy ^oainsfs in full glory (nines j. 
 
$z PSA LM XXXVI. 
 
 Thy truth IhaU break: thrrfuglt ev'rv cloud 
 Winch veils and darkens thy bVirgns. 
 
 2 Forever firm thy ju&rce itands, 
 
 As mountains their foundations keep ; 
 Wife are the wonders of thy hands ; 
 Thy judgments are a mighty -deep. 
 
 3 Thy providence is kind and iargt;, 
 Both man and bead thy bounty ihare, 
 The whole creation is thy charge, 
 But faints are thy peculiar care. 
 
 4 My God, how excellent thy grace, 
 Whence all our hope and comfort fprings : 
 The tons of Adam, in diftrefs, 
 
 Fly to the ihadow of thy wings. 
 
 5 From the provifions of thy houfe 
 We ftiall be fed with fweet re palt ; 
 There mercy like a river flow?, 
 Ana brings fakation to our tafte. 
 
 6 Lif-, like a fountain rich and free, 
 Springs frorh the preience of my Lord; 
 And in thy light our fouls (ball fee 
 The glories promis'd in thy word. 
 
 Psalm XXXVI. Common Metre. 
 Praftical Atheijm e.xpcfed : or, the being and attri- 
 butes of God ajferted. 
 
 1 *\TL 7*Hile men grow hold in wicked v. -ays, 
 
 W And yet a God they own. 
 My heart within me often lays, 
 
 4< Their thoughts believe there's none." 
 
 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare 
 
 (Whate'er their lipsprofefsj 
 God hath no wrath fur them to fear, 
 Nor will they feek his grace. 
 
PSALM XXXVI. 85 
 
 3 What ftrange felf-flati'ry blinds their eyes ! 
 
 But there's an halting hour, 
 When they mall fee vvl'ih fore furprife, 
 The terrors of thy pow'r. 
 
 4 Thy juftice fhall maintain its throne, 
 
 Though mountains melt away ; 
 Thy judgments are a world unknown, f 
 A deep unfathom'd fea. 
 
 5 Above thefe hea'vns* created rounds, 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, extend j 
 Thy truth out-lives the narrow bounds. 
 Where time and nature end. 
 
 6 Safety to man thy goodnefs brings, 
 
 Nor overlooks the bead ; 
 Beneath the fhadow of thy wings 
 Thy children choofe to reft. 
 
 7 [From thee when creature dreams run low 3 
 
 And mortal comforts die, 
 Perpetual fprings of life fhall flow, 
 And raife our pleafures high. 
 
 8 Though all created light decay, 
 
 And death clofe up our eyes, 
 Thy prefence makes eternal day, 
 Where clouds can never rife.] 
 Psalm XXXVI. Short Metre. 
 Whs fwickednefs of man, and the majefiy of God $ 
 6r,f radical Atheifm expofed. 
 I "\TfT"M^ man grows bold io iin, 
 
 yfy My heart within me cries, 
 " He hath no faith of God within, 
 "Nor fear before his eyes."' 
 1 [He walks a while conceal'd, 
 In a-felf-flati'ring dream, 
 
84 PSALM XXXVII. 
 
 'Till his dark crimes at once revealM^ 
 Expofebis hateful n2me,] 
 
 3 His heart is telle and foiil, 
 
 His words are f nooth aT*d fair : 
 Wifdom is banifh'd from his foul, 
 And leaves no gcodnefs there. 
 
 4 He plots upon his bed 
 
 New mifchiefs to fulfil ; 
 He fits his heart, his hands, his head 
 To pra&ife all that's ill. 
 
 5 But there's a dreadful Cod, 
 
 Though men renounce his fear ; 
 Hisjuftice hid behind a cloud, 
 Shall one great day appear. 
 
 6 His truth tranfcends the fky, 
 
 In heav'n his merciej dwell j 
 Deep as the fea his judgments lie, 
 Hi; anger burns to hell. 
 
 7 How excellent his love, 
 
 Whence all our fafcty fprings ! 
 O never let my foul remove 
 
 Ftfom underneath his wings ! 
 Psalm XXXVII. \ft Part. Common Metre 
 H'hs cure ofe.-^y, fretfulne/s, and unbeliefs cr, ti 
 rewards of the righteous and the wicked ; cr, t). 
 world's hatred, and the fain? s patience. 
 
 i "\\ T"HY mould ivex my foul, and fret 
 V V To fee the wicked rife j 
 Or envy (tuners waxing great 
 By violence and lies ? 
 2 A? flow'ry grafs cut down at noon, 
 Before the ev'ning fades, 
 So (hall their glories vaaifh foon, 
 
PSALM XXXVII. B5 
 
 In everlafting fhades. 
 I Then let me make the Lord my truft, 
 And pra&ife all that's good : 
 So mall I dwell among the juft, 
 And he'll provide me food. 
 j. I to my God my ways commit, 
 And cheerful wait his will ; 
 Thy hand which guides my doubtful feet, 
 Shall my defires fulfil. 
 
 5 Mine innocence fhalt thou difplay, 
 
 And make thy judgments known, 
 Fair as the light of dawning day, 
 And glorious as the noon. 
 
 6 The meek at laS the earth poffefs, 
 
 And are the heirs of heav'n ; 
 True riches, with abundant peace, 
 To humble fouls are giv'n. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 Reft in the Lord, and keep his way, 
 
 Nor let your anger rife, 
 Though providence mould long delay 
 To punifh haughty vice. 
 3 Let finners join to break your peace, 
 And plot, and rage, and foam ; 
 The Lord derides them, for he fees 
 Their day of vengeance come. 
 9 They have drawn out the threat'ning fword, 
 . Have bent the murd'raus bow 
 To flay the men who fear the Lord, 
 And bring the righteous low* 
 io My God mail break their bows, and burn 
 Their perfecting darts, 
 Shall their own f words sgainft them turn s 
 H 
 
86 PSALM XXXVII. 
 
 And pair, furprife their hearts. 
 Psalm XXXVII. zd Part. Common Metre, 
 Charity to the poor : or, religion in nuords and deeds, 
 
 1 "T T Til Y do the wealthy wicki'd boait, 
 
 Yy And grow profanely bold ? 
 The meaneft portion of the juft, 
 Excels the Tinner's gold. 
 
 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, 
 
 But ne'er defigns to pay : 
 The faint is merciful, and lend?, 
 Nor turns the poor away. 
 
 3 Kisalms'withlib'ral heart he gives 
 
 Among the fons of need ; 
 His tnem'ry to long ages lives, 
 And b-IefiTed'is his feed. 
 
 4 His lips abhor to talk profane, 
 
 To ftander or defraud ; 
 His ready tongue declares to men 
 What he has leam'd of God. 
 
 5 The law' and gofpel of the Lord, 
 
 Deep in his heart abide ; 
 Led by the Spirit and the word, 
 Jiis feet (hall never Hide. 
 
 6 When finners fall, the righteous ftani 
 
 Preferv'd from ev'ry fnare ; 
 They flfiaH pcfiefs the promis*d land. 
 And dwell forever there, 
 Ps a l m XXXVII. 3d Part. Common Metre- 
 The way and end of the righteous and the wicked \ 
 I ']& J&TY God, the fleps of pious men 
 -IV JL ^ re P^er'tJ by thy will ; 
 Though they ihould fall, they rife again, 
 Thy hand (upports them (till. 
 
FSALM XXXYIL . S7 
 
 Z The Lord delights to fee their ways, 
 Their virtue he approves ; 
 He'll ne'er deprive them of hi? grace,,' 
 Nor leave the men he loves. 
 3 The hefcvYily heritage is their?. 
 Their portion and their home : 
 He feeds theqi now, and makes them heirs 
 Ofbleifings longtp come. 
 4. Wait on the Lord, ye (oris of men, 
 Nor fear when tyrants frown ; 
 Ye (hall CorifeTs their pride was vain. 
 When fuftice rafts thern down.' 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Tfie haughty ilnner Ihave ften, 
 
 Not fearing man cor God, 
 Like a tall bay-tree, fair and .green,. 
 Spreading his arms abroad. 
 
 6 And lo, he vaniuYd from the ground, 
 
 Delrroy'd' by hands urfefi ; 
 Nor roc:., nor branch, nor leaf was found, 1 : 
 Where all that pride had been. 
 
 7 But, mark the man of righteoufnefs, 
 
 His fev'ral fteps attend ; 
 True pleafure runs tjjro* ail his ways, 
 And peaceful is his end. 
 Psalm * XXXVIII. Common Metre. 
 Guilt of cenf dense and relief : or, repentance and 
 
 ' prayer for pardoti and health. 
 3 A MIDS 1 thy wrath remember love, 
 
 XX. R'ftore thy fervant, Lord ; 
 J Nor let a Father's chaft'ning prove 
 
 Like an avenger's (Word. 
 2. Thine arrows {tick within my heart, 
 
18 PSALM XXXVIII. 
 
 My fiefh is forely preft ; 
 Between the fcrrow and the fmart, 
 My fpirit finds no reft. 
 
 3 My fins a heavy load appear, 
 
 And o'er my head are gone ; 
 Too heavy they for me to bear, 
 Too hard for me t* 2tone. 
 
 4 My thoughts ^re like a troubled fea, 
 
 My head ftill bending down : 
 And I go mourning all the day 
 Beneath my Father's frown. 
 
 5 Lord, I am weak and broken fore, 
 
 None of my pow'rs are whole ; 
 The inward snguifh makes me roar, 
 The anguifh of my foul. 
 
 6 All my defire to thee is known, 
 
 Thine eye counts ev'ry tear, 
 And ^'ry figh, 2nd ev'ry groan 
 Is BQtic'd by thine ear. 
 
 7 Thou art my God> my only hope, 
 
 My God will hear my cry, 
 
 My God will bear my fpirit up 
 
 When Satan bids me die. 
 
 8 My foot is ever apt to Aide, 
 
 My foes rejoice to fee't, 
 They raife their plealure and their pride, 
 When they fupplant my feet. 
 
 9 But riiconftfs my guilt to thee, 
 
 And grieve for all my fin ; 
 I'll mourn how weak my graces be, 
 And beg fupport divine. 
 3 My God, forgive my follies pa ft, 
 And be for ever nigh ; 
 
PSALM XXXIX. So 
 
 Lord of my faivation hafte, 
 Before thy fervant die. 
 
 Psalm XXXIX. ift Pari. Common Metre, 
 Watchfulnefs over the tongue: or ', prudence and zeal, 
 
 1 PF1HUS I refelv'd before the Lord, 
 
 J[ « Now will I watch my tongue, . 
 " Left I let Hip one finful word, 
 •" Or do my neighbour wrong." 
 
 2 And if I'm e'er conftrain'd to ftay 
 
 With men ef lives profane, 
 I'll kt a double guard that day^ 
 Nor let my talk be vain, 
 
 3 I'll fcarce allow my lips to [peak . 
 
 The pious thoughts I feel, 
 Left fcofFers Should th' occafion take 
 To mock my taqly zeal. 
 
 4 Yet if fome proper hour appear, 
 
 I'll not be over a w'd, 
 But let thefccfHng finner hear 
 That 1 can foeak tor God. 
 p£ a l m XXXIX. * 2d Part. • Common Metre- 
 
 The vanity of man. 
 I rir^EACH me the me^ture of my day?, . 
 J[ Thou Maker of my frame : 
 
 1 would furvey life's narrow fpace, 
 And learn how frail I am. 
 
 •2 A fpan is all which we can boaft> . 
 An inch or two of time ; 
 Man is but vanity and dyft 
 In all his flow'r and prime. 
 3 Sea the vain race of mortals movt 
 Like foadows o'er tne plain. 
 They rage arid ftrivs, defire and iove r , . 
 H % 
 
p PSAL^i XXXIX. 
 
 But all their ncife is vain. 
 
 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy (how, 
 
 Some dig for golden ore j 
 They toil for heirs they know net who, 
 And ftrait are (esn no mere. 
 
 5 What could I wifh or wait for then, 
 
 From creature?, earth and duft ? 
 They make our expectations vain, 
 And difappoint our truft. 
 
 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 
 
 My fond deftres recal j 
 I give my mortal int'reft up, 
 
 And make my God myall. 
 Psalm XXXIX, ^d Part. Common Metre. 
 Sick-bed devotion : or, pleading without repining. 
 
 1 iT^i OD of my life, look gently down, 
 \JT Behold the paias I feel ' t 
 
 But I am dumb before thy throne, 
 Nor dare difpute thy will. 
 
 2 Difeafes are thy fervants, Lord, 
 
 They come at thy command ; 
 
 I'll not attempt a murm'ring word, 
 
 Againft thy chaft'ning hand. 
 
 3 Yet may I plead with bumble cries, 
 
 Remove thy flaarp rebukes : 
 My ftrength confumes, my fpirit dies, 
 Through thy repeated itrokes. 
 
 4 Crufli'das the moth beneath thy hand, 
 
 We moulder to the duft ; 
 Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withftajd, 
 And all our beauty's loft. 
 
 5 [This mortal life decays apace, 
 
 How foon the bubble's broke ! 
 
PSALM XL. 91 
 
 AJamznd all his num'reus race 
 Are vanity and fnioke.J 
 5 I'm but a fojourner below, 
 As all my fathers were j 
 May I be wet) prepar'd to go, 
 When I the iummons hear. 
 7 But if my life befpar'H a while, 
 Before my laft remove, 
 Thy praife mall be my bufmefs ft ill, 
 
 And I'll declare thy love. 
 Psalm XL. \ft Part. Common Metre, 
 Afong of deliverance f rem great dijlrefs. 
 
 1 T WAITED patient for the Lord, 
 JL He bow'd to hear my cry : . 
 He few me r^ing on his- word, 
 
 And brought falvation nigh. 
 
 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, 
 
 Where mourning long I lay, 
 And from rt*y bonds rele&s'd my feet, 
 Deep bonds of miryoclay. 
 
 3 Firm on a rock he made me (land, 
 
 • And taught my cheerful tongue 
 To praife the wonders of His hand 
 In a new thankful fong. 
 
 4 I'll fpread his works of grace abroad 5 
 
 The dints with joy mall hear, 
 Arid finners learn to make my God 
 Their only hope and fear, 
 
 5 How maay are thy thoughts of love ! 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, how great ! 
 We have not words nor hours enough 
 Thei.f numbers to repeat. 
 (y When I'm a£fli&e<l, poor, arid low, 
 
92 PSALM XL. 
 
 And light and peace depart, 
 My God beholds my heavy woe, 
 
 And bears me on his heart. 
 Psalm XL. zd Part, Common Metre. 
 
 ^he incarnation ana\facrtfice o/"Chrift. 
 
 THUS faith* thdLord, ** Your work is vain, 
 " Give your burnt offerings o'er 5 
 * In dying goats and bullocks flain, 
 u My foul delights no more." 
 
 2 Thenfpake the Saviour, « Lo, I'm here, 
 
 " My God, to do thy will; 
 " Whate'er thy facred books declare, 
 " Thy Servant fha 11 fulfil. 
 
 3 Cf Thy law is ever in my fight) 
 
 " I keep it near my heait; 
 Ci Mine ears are open'd with delight 
 u To what thv lips impart/' 
 
 4 And fee, life bleft Redeemer come* ! * 
 
 Th' eternal Son appears ! 
 And at th* appointed time, afTumes 
 The body God prepares^ 
 
 5 Much he reveal'd his Father's grace,. 
 
 And much his truth he ihew'd, 
 And preach'd the way of righteoumefs, 
 Where great afTembiies flood. 
 5 His Father's honour touch'd his heart, 
 He pity'd Tinners' cries, 
 And to fulfil a Saviour's part, 
 Was made a facrifice. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 No blood offrufts on altars fhed, 
 Could wafh the conference clean ; 
 But the rich Ijicrifice he paid. 
 
PSALM XL. $.$ 
 
 Atones for all our fin. 
 f> Then was the great falvation fpread, 
 And Satan's kingdom fhook ; 
 Thus by the woman's prom is 'd feed, 
 The ferpent's head was broke, 
 Psalm XL. Long Metre-. 
 Chrift. our facrifice. 
 
 THE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 
 Exceed our praife Jurrhourit cur though^ 
 Shou^S I attempt the long detail, 
 My fpeech would faint, my numbers fail. 
 
 2 No blood of beads en altars fpilt, 
 
 Can cleanfc the fouls of men from guilt \ 
 But thou haft fee before our eyes 
 An sll-fuiHcientfecrifiee. 
 
 3 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears, 
 To thy demands he bows his ears 5. 
 Affumes a body well prepaid, 
 
 And well performs the work fo hard. 
 
 4 u Behold I come (the Saviour cries 
 With love and duty in his eyes) 
 
 " I come to bear the heavy load 
 " Of tins, and do thy will* my G<xL 
 
 5 " 'Trs written in thy great decree, 
 " 'Tisinthy b*>ok foretold of me, 
 u I ffiuft fulfil the Saviour** part ; 
 " And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 
 
 6 " I'll magnify thy holy law, 
 
 " And rebels to ohedieacedraw, 
 
 « When en my crofs I'm lifted high? 
 
 u Or on my throne above the fky. 
 
 7 <* The Spirit mall defcend and fhow 
 
 " What thou hail done, and what I do ; 
 
94 PSALM XLI, XLII. 
 
 " The wond'riag world mall learn thy grace> 
 ".Thy wifdom, and thy righteoufnefs." 
 
 Psalm XLI. Long Metrei, 
 Cbr, v >; to the poor : or, pity to the affitlcd. 
 i "1 tan vvhofe bowels move, 
 
 j|3 k with pity to the poor, 
 
 V\ i .• ; ■' - • --.thizing love 
 
 - faints endure. 
 
 2 Hi , \:r their relief 
 Mure good than his own hands can do : 
 He in i time 1 grief 
 
 Shall 6nd the Lord has mercy too. 
 
 3 His fpjjl fhali live fac-ure on earth, 
 With fecret blciHngs on his head, 
 Whendrot .1 peftilence, and dearth, 
 Around him oft\ ir dtad. 
 
 4 Or, if he languish on his couch, 
 G^d will pronounce his fins forgiV'^ 
 Will fave him with a healing touch, 
 Or take his willing foul to heav'n. 
 
 Psalm XLIL Common Metre. 
 Defer: ion and hope ; or, complaint of abjsnee from 
 public <ivorfp;p. 
 
 1 "WTlTR. earncit longings of the mind, 
 
 W Mv God, to thee Hook j 
 So pant: the hunted hart to find 
 And tatte the cooling brook. 
 
 2 When [hall 1 fee thy courts of grace, 
 
 And meet my God again ? - 
 
 So long an abfence from thy face, 
 
 My heart endures with pain. 
 
 3 Temptations vex my weary foul, 
 
 And tears are my repaft ; 
 
PSALM. XL1I. 95 
 
 The (oeinfults without ccntroul, 
 
 And where* s your God at laft ? 
 4. 'Tis with a mournful pleafure now 
 
 1 thick on ancient days ; 
 Then to thy houie did numbers go, 
 
 And all our work was praife. 
 
 5 Bur, why my foul, funk down To far 
 
 Beneath this heavy load ? 
 "Why do-my thoughts indulge defpair, 
 And fin againft my God ? 
 
 6 Hope in the Lord (whofe mighty hand 
 
 Can all my woes remove ;) 
 For I (hall yet before him ftand, 
 And fingxeftoriag love. 
 Ps a l m XL1I . Long Metre. 
 Melancholy thoughts reproved : or, hope in. .ajfticHon* 
 
 1 "<& M"Y fpirit finlcs within me, Lord, 
 JL Y A ^ llt ^ ^ipcall thy name to mind, 
 And-times of paft diftrefs record, 
 When I have found my God was kind. 
 
 2 Huge troubles with tumultuous noife 
 Swell like a fea, and round me fpread ; 
 Thy water-fpouts drown ail my joys, 
 And riling waves all o'er my head. 
 
 3 Yet will the Lord command his love. 
 When I addrefs his throne by ctey, 
 Nor in the night his gr^ce remove ; 
 The night mail hear me when I pray. 
 
 4 I'll cafe myfelf before his feet, 
 
 And fay, « My God, my heav'nly Rock, 
 
 " Why doth thy love (a long forget 
 
 " The foul which groans beneath thy ftroke I 
 
 5 I'll chide my heart which finks io low*, 
 
9$ PSALM XLIV. 
 
 Why (hould my foul indulge her grief ? 
 Hope in the Lord, and praife him toog 
 He is my reft, my fure relief. 
 6 Thy light and truth fhall guide me ftill, 
 Thy word fhall my beft thoughts employ, 
 And ie2d me to thy holy hill, 
 My God, m? mo'ft exceeding joy. 
 Psalm XLIV. Common Metre. 
 Ihe church's complaint in perfecution. 
 
 1 "J* ORD, we have heard thy works of old, 
 L^/ Thy works of pow'r and grace, 
 When to our ears our fathers told 
 
 The wonders of their days, 
 
 2 How thou didfl build thy churches here, 
 
 And make thy gofpel known j 
 Among them did thine arm appear, 
 Thy light and glory fhone. 
 
 3 In God they boaftcd all the day, 
 
 And in a cheerful throng 
 Did thoufands meet to praife and pray, 
 And grace was all their fong. 
 
 4 But now our fouls are feiz'd with fhame, 
 
 Confufion fills our face, 
 To hear the enemy blafpheme, 
 And fools reproach thy grace. 
 
 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, 
 
 Nor falfely dealt with heav'n ; 
 Nor have our (teps declin'd the road 
 
 Of duty thou haft giv'n. 
 § Though dragons all around us roar 
 
 With their deftru&ive breath, 
 And thine own hand has bruis'd us fore 
 
 Hard by the gates of death. 
 
PSALM XLV. 97 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 We are expos'd all day to die, 
 
 As martyrs for thy caufe, 
 As fheep for {laughter bound, we lie 
 By (harp and bloody laws. 
 
 8 Awake, arue, almighty Lord, 
 
 Why deeps thy w©nted grace ? 
 Why ihould we look like men abhorr'd* 
 Or banifh'd from thy face ? 
 
 9 Wilt thou for ever caft us off ? 
 
 And ft ill neglect, our cries ? 
 For ever hide thine heav'nly love 
 From our affii&ed eyes ? 
 io Down t© the duft our foul is bow'd, 
 And dies upon the ground ; 
 Rife for our help, rebuke the proud, 
 And all their pow'r confound. 
 1 1 Redeem us from perpetual fname, 
 Our Saviour and our God ; 
 We plead the honours o£thy name, 
 The merits of thy blood. 
 Psalm XLV. Short Metre. 
 The glory flfChrift > the fuccefs of 'the go/pel '; and 
 the Gentile church. 
 i "% ATY Saviour and my King, 
 
 XVJL Thy beauties are divine ; 
 Thy lips with blefiings overflow s 
 And ev'ry grace is thine. 
 
 2 Now make thy glory known, 
 
 Gird 09 thy dreadful fword, 
 And ride in majefty, to fpread 
 The conquefti of thy word. 
 
 3 Strike through thy ftubborn foes. 
 
9* PSALM XLV. 
 
 Or melt their hearts t' obey, 
 While juftice, meeknefs, grace: and truth, 
 Attend thy glorious way. 
 
 4 Thy laws, O God, are right; 
 
 Thy throne fhali ever (land ; 
 And thy victorious g'ofpel proves 
 Afceptrein thine hand. 
 
 5 [Thy Father and thy God, 
 
 Hath without meafure, fhed 
 His Spirit like a joyful oil 
 
 T' anoint thy facred head. 
 
 6 Behold, at thy right hand 
 
 The Gentile church is feen 
 Like -a fair bride in rich attire, 
 
 And princes guard the queen. 
 
 7 Fair bride receive his love, 
 
 Forget thy father's houfe ; 
 Forfake thy gods, thy idol gods, 
 And pay the Lord thy vows.] 
 
 8 O let thy God and King 
 
 Thy fweeteft thoughts employ; 
 Thy children fhall his honours fing 
 In palaces of joy. 
 Psalm XLV. Common Metre. 
 The per/on al glories and government ofChv'A* 
 i T'LL fpeak the honours of my King ; 
 JL His form divinely fair ; 
 None of th« fons of mortal race 
 May with the Lord compare. 
 2 Sweet is thy fpeech, and heav'nly grace 
 Upon thy lips ufhed j 
 Thy God with bleffings infinite 
 Hath crown'd thy facred head. 
 
PSALM XLV. 99 
 
 Gird on thy fword, victorious Prince, 
 
 Ride with majefHc fcvay ; 
 Thy terrour (hail (kike through thy foes^ 
 
 And make the world obey. 
 Thy throne, O God, for ever (lands ; 
 
 Thy word of grace {hall prove 
 A peaceful fceptre in thy hands, 
 
 To rule thy faints by love. 
 Juftiee and truth attend thee ftill. 
 
 But mercy is thy choice ; 
 And God, thy God, thy foul fliaIWtf.il 
 
 With mod peculiar joys. 
 Psalm XLV. ift Part! Long Metre, 
 'The glory yChriit, and power cf the gofpeL 
 
 NOW be tny heart infpir'd to ling 
 The glories of my Saviour King, 
 Jefus the Lord, how heav'nly fair 
 His. form ! how bright his beauties are I 
 Car all the fons of human race 
 He mines with afuperiourgrace j 
 Love from his lips divinely Hows, 
 And bleflings all his flate compofe. - 
 Drefs thee in arms, moft mighty Lord,. 
 Gird on the terror of thy fword, 
 In majefty and glory ride 
 With truth and meeknefs at thy fide. 
 
 . Thine anger, like a pointed dart 
 Shall pierce the foes of ftubbcrn heart - 3 
 Or words of mercy kind and fweet, 
 Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 
 
 J Thy throne, O God, for ever ftands, 
 Grave is the fceptre in thy hands ; 
 Th£ hWK JUld works are juft- and right, 
 
loo PSALM XLV, XLVL 
 
 J u flics and grace are thy delight. 
 6 God, thine own God, has richly flied 
 His oil of gladnefs en thy head, 
 And with his (acred Spirit bleft 
 His firfl-horn Son above the reft. 
 
 Psalm XLV. id Part. Long Metre. 
 Chrift and his church : or, the myftkal marriage* 
 i riT^RE King of faints, how fair his face, 
 jj^ Adorn'd with majefty and grace. ; 
 He comes with b!sfiings from above, 
 And * ins i\\z nations to his love. 
 
 2 At his right hand our eyes behold 
 Toe queen ar r uyM in pureft^o^d : • 
 The weird admires her heav'nly drefs \ 
 Her robe of joy and righteoufnefs. 
 
 3 He forms her beauties like his own, 
 He calls and hats her near his throne -> 
 Fair ftranger, jet thine heart forget 
 Th- idols of thy jutive (rate. 
 
 4 So fhiii the King the more rejoice 
 In thee, the fav'riteof his choice ; 
 Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, 
 For \\ti thy Maker and thy Lord. 
 
 5 O happy hour, when thou (halt rife 
 To his fair palace in the fkies, 
 And all thy fons (a num'rous train) 
 Each like a prince in glory reign. 
 
 6 Let endleis honours crown his head ; 
 l.-r ev*ry age his praifes fpread j 
 While we their cheerful foags approve 
 The condefcenfion of his love. 
 
 Psalm XLVl. \jt Part. Long Metre. 
 
PSALM XLVI: ior 
 
 The church's fafety and triumph among national 
 deflations. 
 
 1 /~>t OD is the refuge of his faints, 
 
 \JJT When ftorms of {harp diftrefs invade ; 
 Ere we can offer our complaints, 
 Behold him: prefent with his aid. 
 
 2 Let mountains from their feats be hurl'd 
 Down to the deep, and buried there ; 
 Convulfions (hake the folid world, 
 
 Our faith mail never yield to fear. 
 
 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, 
 In facred peace our fouls abide, 
 While ev'ry nation, ev'ry fiiore 
 Trembles, and dreads the fuelling tide. 
 
 4 There is a dream, whofe gentle How 
 Supplies the city of our God ; 
 
 Life, love and joy ftill gliding through. 
 And wat'ring our divine abode. 
 
 5 That facred ftream, thine holy word, 
 Which all our raging fear centrouls : 
 S weet peace thy promifes afford, 
 
 And give new ftrength to fainting fouls. 
 
 6 Zion enjoys'her Monarch's love, 
 Secure againft a threat'ning hour ; 
 Nor can her firm foundations move, 
 Built on hi? truth, and arm'd with pow'r. 
 
 Psalm XLVI. 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 God fights for kh church, 
 
 1 " ET Zion in her King rejoice, 
 
 j^j Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rife ; 
 Ks utters his almighty voice, 
 The nations melt, the tumult dies. 
 
 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, 
 
 I z 
 
i02 PSALM XLVIf. 
 
 And Jacob's God is ft HI our aid : 
 
 Behold the works his hands have wrought, 
 
 What defolations he has made ! 
 
 3 From fsa to Tea, through all the fnores, 
 He makes the noife of battle ceafe ; 
 When from on high his thunder roars, 
 He awes the trembHng world to peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the fpear, 
 Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame; 
 Keep filence all the earth, and hear 
 The found and glory of his name. 
 
 5 8< Be ftill, and learn 'that I am God, ' 
 u I'll be exalted o^er the lands, 
 
 " I will beknewnand fear'd abroad, 
 " But ftill my throne in Zion ftands."' 
 
 6 O Lord of hofts, almighty King, 
 While we fo near thy prefence dwell, 
 Our faith mail lit fecure, and fing 
 Defiance to the gates of hell. 
 
 Psalm XLVII. Common Metre. 
 Chrift afcending and reigning. 
 i f^\ FOR a fliout of facred joy 
 \Jf To God the fov 'reign king \ 
 Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, 
 And hymns of triumph fing. 
 
 2 Jtfus our God afcends on high, 
 
 His heav'nly guards around, 
 Attend him rifing through the fky, 
 With trumpets' joyful found. 
 
 3 While angels fhout and praife their King, 
 
 Let mortals learn their ftrains : 
 Let all the earth his honours fing j 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
 
PSALM XLVIIL 103; 
 
 Rehear fe his deeds with awe profound j 
 
 Let knowledge lead the fong; 
 Nor mock him with a folemn found 
 Upon a thoughtiefs tongue. 
 ; In Ifrel ftood his ancient throne. 
 He lcv'cl that chofen race : 
 But now he calls the world his own, 
 And Heathens tafte his grace. 
 > The Gentile nations are the Lord's, 
 There Abrahams God is known ; 
 While pow'rs and princes, fhields and fword% 
 Submit before his throne. 
 Psalm XLVIII. ifl Part. Short Metre. 
 *Ibe church is the honour andfafety of a nation* 
 
 1 y^l RE AT is the Lord our God, 
 \J And let his praife be great ', 
 
 He makes his churches his abode. 
 His tnoft delightful feat. 
 
 2 Thefe temples of his grace, 
 
 How beautiful they (land ! 
 The honours of our native place. 
 The bulwarks of our land. 
 
 3 In Zion God is known 
 
 A refuge in diftref s ; 
 How bright has his falvation flione 
 Through all her palaces. 
 
 4 When kings againft her join'd. 
 
 And faw the Lerd was there,, 
 In wild confufion of the mind, 
 They fled with haft y fear. 
 
 5 When navies, tall and proud, 
 
 Attempt to fpoil our peace. 
 He fends his tempefts roaring loud. 
 
104 . PSALM XL VIII. 
 
 And (inks them in the feas, 
 
 6 Oft have our fathers told, 
 
 Our eyes have often feen 
 How well our God.kcurer, the fold 
 
 Where his own iheep have been. 
 
 7 In ev r ry new diltrefs 
 
 We'ii to his houfe repair, 
 WeMl think upon his wond'rous grace, 
 And i'eek deiiv'rance there. 
 Psalm XLVIII. 2d Part. Short Metre. 
 
 ^hebeauty of the church * or , gofpel-worjhip and order 
 
 1 "FT* AR as thy name is known, 
 
 JP The world declares thy praife ; 
 Thy faints, O Lord, before tny throne, 
 Their fong of honour raife. 
 
 2 With joy let Judak ffand 
 
 On Zions chofen hill, 
 Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
 And coanfels of thy wiii. 
 
 3 Let Grangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Compafe ana view thine hoVy ground, 
 And mark the building well. 
 
 4 The orders of thy houfe, 
 
 The worihip of thy court, 
 The cheerful fongs, the folemn vows, 
 And make a fair report. 
 
 5 How decent and how wife ! 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Beyond the pomp which charms the eyes, 
 And rites adorn'd with gold. 
 
 6 The God we worfhip now> 
 
PSALM XLIX. .105: 
 
 Will guide us 'till we die, 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the f]:v. 
 Psalm XLIX. if Part, Common Metre. 
 Pride and death : or, the vanity of life and riches, 
 
 1 *% 71 T^^ ^ DtQ t * 2e nwn D * ric ^ es grow 
 
 % M Toinfoleneeasd pride, 
 To fee his wealth -and honours flow 
 With ev'ry riftng tide ? 
 
 2 [Why doth he treat the poor with (corn, 
 
 Made of the (elf-fame clay, f- 
 And boaft as though Lis ileih were born 
 Of better duft than they ?J 
 
 3 Not all his treafures can procure 
 
 His foul a thou reprieve, 
 Redeem from death- one guilty hour, 
 Or make his brother live. 
 
 4 [Life is a bletfing can't refold, 
 
 The ranfom is too high j 
 JuSice will ncer be bribed with gold, 
 Tnat mars may neve;' die.] 
 
 5 He fees the brutiili and the wife, 
 
 The tim*rous and the brave, 
 Quit their pofleffions, clofe their eyes ? 
 And haUen to the grave. 
 
 6 Yet, 'tis his inward thought and pride, 
 
 " My houfe {hall everlhnd : 
 u And that my name may long abide, 
 si 1*11 give it to my land." 
 
 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are loft. 
 
 How foon histnem'ry dies ! 
 His name is written in the duft, 
 Where his own carcafe lies. 
 
io6 PSALM XLIX. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 8 This is the folly of their way ; 
 
 And yet their Tons as vain, 
 Approve the words their fathers fay, 
 And act their works again. 
 
 9 Men void cf wifdom and of grace, 
 
 If honour raife them high, 
 Live like the bead, a thojghtlefs race, 
 And like abcr.fi: they die. 
 
 10 [Laid in the grav? like filthy fheep, 
 
 Death fredr, -avon them there, 
 'Till the Ia(t trumpet breaks their deep, 
 In terror and defpalr.] 
 
 Psalm XLIX. idTart* Common Metre. 
 
 Death pud the rejurreaicu, 
 I '\7"E fons of pride *?ho lute the j aft, 
 J[ And .Tampie on the poor, 
 Wnen death has brought you down to duft, 
 Your pomp fhall rife ;;c> more. 
 ■j, Thelaft great fay fell change the fcene ; 
 When will that day appear ? 
 When fha!! the juit fevlvfc ana reign 
 O'er all who fcornM theeti here ? 
 
 3 God will rny j.sa'ced foul receive, 
 
 When fepVate from the flefti ; 
 And break the prifoR of the grave,. 
 To raife my bones afrefh. 
 
 4 Heav'n is asy everlafHng home, 
 
 Th' inheritance is fure ; 
 Le' men of pride their rage rcfume, 
 But I'll repine no more. 
 Psalm XLIX. Long Metre. 
 The rich (inner V death, and the faint's refurretlion* 
 
PSALM L. 107 
 
 WHY do the proud infult the poor, 
 And boaft the large eftates they. 
 How vain are riches, to fecure [have I 
 
 Their haughty owners from the grave ! 
 They can't redeem one hour from death, 
 With ail the wealth in which' they trail ! 
 Nor give a dying brother breath, 
 When God commands him down to dufb . 
 There the dark earth and difmal made 
 Shall clafp their naked bodies round .:" 
 That flefh io delicately fed, 
 Lies cold, and moulders in the ground. 
 Like thaughtlefs meep t}ie (inner dies,., 
 Laid in the grave for worms co sat 1 
 The faints (hall in the morning rife, 
 And fifjd the ooprelTor ar. their feet. 
 Hi? honours perim in the du$, 
 And pomp and beauty, birth and blood % 
 That glorious day exalts the juf$ 
 To fall dominion o'er the proud. 
 My Saviour fhall my life reftore, 
 And raife me from my dark abode ; 
 My fieih and foul mail part no more : 
 But dwell forever near my God. 
 Psalm L. \Jl Part. Common Metre. 
 The I aft judgment : or, the faints rewarded. 
 
 THE Lord, the judge, before his throne 
 Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
 The nations near the rifing fun, 
 
 And near the weilern iky. 
 No more (hall bold blafphemers fay 5 
 
 Judgment pill ne'er begin j 
 No more abufe his long delay, 
 
io8 PSALM L. 
 
 To impudence and fin. 
 
 3 Thron'd on a cloud our God (hall come, 
 
 Bright flames prepare his way, 
 Thunder and darkucfs, fire and ftorm, 
 Lead on the dreadful day. 
 
 4 Heav'n from on high his call (hall hear, 
 
 Attending angels come: 
 And earth and hel! (hill know and fear 
 His juflice, and their doom. 
 
 5 " But gather all my faints (he cries) 
 
 " Who made their peace with God 
 <c By the Redeemer's facrifice, 
 « WhofsaVd it with his blood. 
 /6 " Their faith and works brought forth t 
 « Shall make the world confefs [lighi 
 " My fsntence of reward is right, 
 il And heav'n adore my grace." 
 Ps alm L. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Obedience is better than facrifice, ' 
 
 THus faith thel^ord, " The fpacious fields 
 " And flocks and herds are mine, 
 " O'er all the cattle of the hills, 
 " I claim a right divine. 
 
 2 " J aik no Cheep for facrifice, 
 
 «* Nor bullocks burnt with fire ; 
 " To hope and love, to pray and praife, 
 «• Is all that I require. 
 
 3 « Call upon me when trouble's near, 
 
 " My hands fhall fet thee free ; 
 " Then fhall thy thankful lips declare 
 " The honour due to me. 
 
 4 « The man who offers humble praifc, 
 
 " He glorifies me beft ; 
 
PSALM L, 109 
 
 ** And thofe ^who tread my holy ways* 
 
 " Shall my falvation tafte." 
 Fsalm L. ^d Part. Common Metre. 
 The judgment cf hypocrites. 
 I *1 T 7"Hen Chrlft to j udgment mall defcend, 
 \y And &i ms Turround their Lord» 
 He calls the nations to attend, 
 And hear his awful word. 
 % u Not for the want of bullocks (lain 
 u Will I the world reprove * 
 a Altars and rites, and forms are vain, 
 €< Without the fire of love._ 
 J " And what have hypocrites to do, 
 u To bring their facrifice ? 
 <* They call my ftatutes juft and true, 
 " But deal in theft and lies, 
 4 <c Could you expect to Ycape my fight, 
 u And fin without contra ul ? 
 *< But I (hall bring your crimes to lightg 
 " With anguifti in your foul." 
 % Confider, ye who flight the Lord, 
 Before his wrath appear 5 
 If once you fall beneath his fword, 
 There's no deliv'rer there. 
 Psalm L. Long Metre. 
 Hypocrijy cxpafed, 
 
 THE Lordj the Judge, his churches warne; 
 Let hypocrites attend and fear, 
 Who place their hopes in rites and formi, 
 But make not faith nor love their oare, 
 %, Vile wretches dare rehearfe his name 
 With lips of faifehocd and deceit 5 
 A friend or brother they defame, 
 K 
 
ifcp PSALM L 
 
 And footh and flitter thofe they hate. 
 
 3 They watch to do their neighbour wrong, 
 Yet dare to feek their Maker's face ; 
 They take his covenant on their tcngue, 
 But brake his laws, abufe his grace. 
 
 4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, 
 Dcfii'd with luft, defil'd with blood ; 
 By night they pradtife t\ f ry fin, 
 
 By day their mouths draw near to God. 
 
 5 And while his judgments long delay, 
 They grow fecurc and fin the more t 
 They think hefleeps as well as they, 
 And put far offthe dreadful hour. 
 
 6 O dreadful hour when God draws near, 
 And fcts their crimes before their eyes ; 
 His wrath their guilty fouls fhaii tear, 
 And no dehVrer dare to rife. 
 
 Psalm L. ift Part. Particular Metre. 
 ^he laji judgment '. 
 i rTlHE Lord, the Sov'rcign, fends his 
 
 JL fuxnmons forth, 
 Calls the Couth nations, and awakes the north; 
 From eaft to weft the founding orders fpread 
 Thro' diftant worlds,and regions of the dead : 
 No more fhall Atheifh mock his long delay ; 
 His vengeance fleeps no more j behold the 
 day! 
 2 Behold, the Judge defcends ! his guards are 
 nigh, 
 Tempeft and fire attend him down the Iky 5 
 Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near 1 let all 
 
 things came 
 To hear his juftice, and the Tinner's doom ; 
 
PSALM L. lit 
 
 But gather nrft my faints (the Judge com- 
 mands) 
 Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant 
 
 lands. 
 Behold my cov'nant Ptands for ever good, 
 Seal'd by th' eternal facrifice in blood, 
 And fign'd with all their names j the Gnsk. % 
 
 the few ', 
 Who paid the ancient vyorfhip, or the new ; 
 There's no diftincfiou here ; come, fpread 
 
 their thrones. 
 And near me \c?X my fav'rites and my (ons. 
 
 I their almighty Saviour, and their God, 
 [• am their Judge : ye heav'ns proclaim abroad 
 My juft eternal fentence, and declare 
 Thofe awful truths which finners dread to 
 
 hear ; 
 Sinners in Zian y tremble and retire ; 
 I doom the painted hypocrite to fire. 
 .Not for the want of -goats or bullocks flain 
 Do I condemn thee ; bulls and goats are vain 
 .Without the flames of love : in vain the ftore 
 Df brutal ofPrings which were mine before;, 
 Wme are the tamer beafts and favage breed, 
 Flocks, herds, and fields, and forefts where 
 
 they f^td. 
 If I were hungry, would I a fx thee food ? 
 When did I thirft, or drink thy bullock's 
 
 blood ? 
 in I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows, 
 Thy folemn chatt'rings, and fantaftic vows ? 
 \re my eyes eharm'd thy veflments to behold, 
 jlaring in gems, and gay in woven gold l 
 

 ii* PSALM L. 
 
 7 Unthinking wretch ! how couldfl thou hopt 
 
 to pleafe 
 A GQDf a Spirit with fuch toys as thefe ? 
 Whils with my grace and ftatutes on thy 
 
 1 tongue, 
 Thou lov'ft deceit, and doft thy brother 
 
 wrong ? 
 In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretend?, 
 Thieves and adult'rers are thy chofen friends. 
 
 8 Silent I waited with Icng-fufPring love, 
 But didft thou hope that I mould ne'er re- 
 prove r 
 
 And cherifh fuch an impious thought within, 
 That God the righteous, would indulge thj 
 
 fin ? 
 Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roll, 
 And thy own crimes affright thy guilty foul. 
 
 9 Sinners, awake betimes j ye fools, be wife ; . 
 Awake, before this dreadful morning rife ; 
 Change your vain thoughts, your crooked 
 
 works amend ; 
 Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your 
 
 Friend ; 
 Left like a lion his laft vengeance tear 
 Your trembling fouls, and no deliv'rer near. 
 
 Psalm L. id Part. Particular Metre. 
 
 The lift judgment. 
 i fT^HE God of glory fends his fiimmons a 
 
 J. forth, 
 Calis the fouth nation?, and awakes the north j t 
 Fromcaft to weft the fov'reign orders fpreatl 5 
 Thro' difiant worlds and regions of the dead. | 
 
PSALM- L. . nf 
 
 The trumpet founds \ hell trembles ', heav'n re- 
 jokes - 9 
 
 Lift up your heads, ye [ainiSy with cheerful 
 voices. 
 % No more fhall Atheifh mock his long delay, 
 
 His vengeance UtepsTio more; behold the day; , 
 
 Behold the Judge defcends ; his guards are 
 nigh; 
 
 Tsmped and fire attend him down the fky. 
 
 ■ IVhen God appear s, all naiure Jhail adore him y 
 
 JFhile finners tremble, faints rejoice before him. 
 
 3 u Heav'n, earth, and hell,, draw near : let all 
 
 " things come 
 " To hear my jui'Uce, and the firmer' s doom ; 
 tt But gather firft my feints (the Judge com-- 
 
 <c mands) 
 "Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant 
 
 " lands." 
 When Chrift returns, 'waks ev'ry cheerful 
 
 pajjisn ; . 
 And [bout, ye faints, he corns s for your falvaiian. 
 
 4 a Beheld my cov'nanfc ftands for ever good, 
 " Seal 'd byth' eternal facrifice in blood — 
 
 ** And fign'd with ail their names : the Greek % 
 "the Jtw y 
 
 " Who paid the ancient wor (hip, or the new-; 
 
 There's no di/iinclion here : join all your voices, 
 
 And raife your heads, ye faints, for heavn re- 
 joices. 
 
 5 « Here (faith the Lord) ye angels, fpread 
 
 **■ their thrones, 
 u And near me feat -my favorites and my fcnsv. 
 
114 PSALM L. 
 
 " Come, my redeem'd, poffefs the joys prt- 
 
 " par'd 
 € * Ere time began, Vis your divine reward." 
 When Chrift returns,' *wake ev'ry cheerful 
 
 pajfion : 
 Andjhout, ye faints , he comes for your falvathx, 
 pause the nrit, 
 6 " I am the Saviour, i th* almighty God, 
 " I 2tn the jud^e 5 ye heav'ns proclaim 
 
 " abroad 
 " Myjuft eternal fentence, and declare 
 *' Thofe awful truths, which Tinners dread to 
 
 « hear." 
 When God appear 's, all nature Jhall adore him : 
 While finners tremble, faints rejoice before him. 
 1 " Stand forth, thou bold blafphemer, and 
 
 " profane, [flings vain \ 
 
 *'-Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat- 
 <4 Thou hypocrite, once dreft in faint's attire* 
 li I doom the painted hypocrite to fire." 
 Judgment proceeds j hell trembles ; heav'n [re- 
 joices ; 
 Lift up your heads, ye. faints, with cheerful 
 
 voices. 
 S a Not tor the want of goats ot bullocks (lain, 
 '•' Do I condemn thee ; bulls and goats art 
 
 4i vain 
 i( - Without the flames of lov.c : in vain tht 
 
 (lore 
 U Of brutal cfPrings'whir;h were mine before: 1 
 Earth is the Lord* s : all nature Jhall adore him . 
 tyhiUfmners tremble, faints rejoice before him 
 
 9 " I['| were hungry > would i aik tbee food f 
 
 
PSALM L. 115 
 
 « When did I third, or drink thy bullock's 
 
 « blood ? 
 « Mine are the tamer bea(ts,and favage breed, 
 * 4 Flecks, herds, and fields, and ibrefts where 
 
 " they feed." 
 AH h the Lord's : he rules the wide creation * 
 Gives (inner s vengeance y and4he faint sfahathx* 
 
 10 u Can I be flatter'dwifch thy cringing bows* 
 *< Thy folemn chatt'rings and fantaftic vows I 
 u Are rny eyes charmM thy veftments to be- 
 
 " hold, 
 H Glaring in getns, and gay in woven gold ?'* 
 Qsdis the Judge of hearts ; no fair dijguifes 
 Can fcreen the guilty when his vengeance rifss* 
 pause thefecond. 
 
 11 "Unthinking wretch ! how couldfr thou 
 
 « hope to pleafe 
 ** A GOD* a Spirit, with fuch toys as thefs 3 
 Ki While with my grace and jtemtes on thy 
 " tongue, [wrong." 
 
 « Thou lov'il deceit, and deft thy brother 
 Judgment proceeds \ hdl trembles % heav'n rt~ 
 
 J oic.es \ 
 ■Lift up your,heads^yefaipJs t ivith cheerful vmes. 
 
 12 u tn vain ko pious formsthy zeal pretends : 
 Ji Tmeve$ and adult'rers are thychofen friends j 
 *' While the Talfe flati'rer at my altar waits, 
 i% His hardefiM foul , divine in ftru£tion hates." 
 God is the Judge- of hearts \ no fair difguifes 
 Can fere en the guilty when his -vengeance rifes* 
 
 13 " Silent I waited* with long-fuff^fing love, 
 g But didit thou hope that I ihould ne'er ft- 
 
 « prove ? 
 
n6 PSALM LI. 
 
 *' And cherish fuch an impious thought within, 
 u That the All- Holy would indulge thy fin ?" 
 See God appears : all nature join f adore him : 
 ^Judgment proceeds ^ and finners fall before him. 
 
 14 ,c Behold my terrors now ! my thunder 1 roll, 
 " And thy own crimes affright thy guilty foul ! 
 a Now, like a lion, (hall my vengeance tear 
 u Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near ! 
 Jiidgmsnt concludes ; hell trembles ; heav'n rt~ 
 
 jokes ; 
 Lift up your beads^ye faints, with cheerful voice t. 
 
 EFIPHOMEM^.' 
 
 15 Sinners, a wake betimes ; ye fools, be wife,. 
 Awake, before this dreadful morning rife : 
 Change your vain thoughts, your crooked 
 
 works amend ; 
 Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your 
 
 friend : 
 Thenjoin^ ye faint V ; 'wake ev'ry cheerful paf* 
 
 fan, 
 fi^hsn Chntt returns, he comes for your falva* ■ 
 tion. 
 Psalm LI. if Part. Long Metre. 
 A pe*iimt pleading for pardon. 
 
 1 ("V- • . it O Lord, forgive, 
 ^ L- t s repentingjrebel live; 
 
 Ari not thy mercies large and free ? 
 M«y \ot a tinner truft in thee ? 
 
 2 My crimes are great, bur can't furpafs 
 
 : pow'r and, glory of thy grace : 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 S.-> let tHji parting love be found. 
 
 3 O w.uh tny foil! fromcVry fin, 
 
I PSALM LI. iji 
 
 And make my guilty conference clean : 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And pa(t offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 ;. My lips with fhzme my fins confefs 
 Againfc thy law, againfi thy grace ; 
 Lord, mould thyjudgment grow fevere^ 
 I am conriemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 Should fudden vengeance feize my breath, 
 i muft pronounce thee juft in death : 
 And if my foul were fent to hell, 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 Yet, fave a trembling (inner. Lord, 
 Whofe hope frill hov'ring round thy word. 
 Would Light on fome fweet promife there? 
 Some furefupport againfl defpair. 
 Psalm LI. 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 Original and adual fin cenfeffed* 
 
 j T QRD, I am vile, conceived in fin % 
 J^j And born unholy and unclean , 
 Sprung from the man whofe guilty fail 
 Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 
 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
 The feeds of fin grow up for death ; 
 Thy law demands a perfect heart » 
 But we're dcfil'd in ev'ry part. 
 [Great God, create my heart anew, 
 And form my fpiritpure and true* 
 O make me wife, betimes, to fpy 
 My danger and my remedy.] 
 Behold, I fall before thy face ; 
 My only refuge is thy grace : 
 No outward forms can make me clean ; 
 The lepra ly lies deep within. 
 
3 i8 PSALM LI. 
 
 5 No breeding bird, nor bleeding beau, 
 Nor hyiTop branch, nor fprinkling prisfr, 
 Nor running brook, nor flpod, nor fea, 
 Can wafll the difaaal (tain away. 
 
 6 Jefus, my God, thy blood alone 
 Hath pow'r fufficient to atone ; 
 
 Thy blood can make me white as (how, 
 N;> Jewiih typ-s could cieanfe me To. 
 
 7 Whileguilt diiturbs and breaks my peace, 
 Nor flem, nor foul, hath reft or eafe ; 
 Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, 
 And make my broken bones rejoice. 
 Psalm LI. ^d Part. Long Metre. 
 
 The backfdder rejiered : or, repentance and faith 
 in th< blood of Chrift. 
 
 € /^\ THOU who hear'ft when fmners cry, 
 V^/. Though id! my. crimes before thee lie, 
 Be old them not with an^ry look, 
 But blot their mem'ry fro*.n thy book. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within. 
 And form my foul avcrfe to fin ; 
 Let ihy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 Nor hide thy pre fence from my heart. 
 
 3 I cannot live without thy light, 
 
 Cad out, and banifliM from thy fight ; 
 Thine holyjoys, my God, reftore ; 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 4 Though I have griev'dthy Spirit, Lord, 
 Hi- help and comfort (till afford : 
 
 And let a wrench come near thy throne 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 is all the (acrifice I bring ; 
 
PSALM IX 119 
 
 The God of grace will ne'er defpife 
 A broken heart for facrifice. 
 My foul lies humbled in the duft, 
 And owns thy dreadful fentence ju(r, 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And fave a foul condemn'd to die. 
 Then will I teach ;he world thy ways; 
 Sinners (hall learn thy fov'reign grace ; 
 I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
 And they fhall praife a parcrning God. 
 
 may thy love infpire my tongue ! 
 Salvation (hall be all my long ; 
 
 And a!) my ppw'fs (hall join to Weft 
 Tlv Lord, my &rengtb and righteoufndGj. 
 Psalm LI. ij? Part. Common Metre. 
 Original and aSiual fin co7ifeJJed and pardoned. 
 
 LORD, I would fpread my fore diftrefs 
 And guilt before thine eyes ! 
 A gain ft thy laws, againft thy grace, 
 
 How high my crimes aiife ! 
 Shouldft thou condemn my foul to hell, 
 
 And cru{h my flefh to dull, 
 Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well. 
 And earth muftown itjuft. 
 
 1 from the ftock of Adam came, 
 
 Unholy and unclean ; 
 All my original is fhinae, 
 
 And all my nature fin. 
 Bora in a world of guilt, I drew 
 
 Contagion with my breath ; 
 And as my days adrane'd, I grew 
 
 A jufter prey for death. 
 Cleanfe me, O Lord, and cheer my foul 
 
no PSALM LI, LHI. 
 
 With thy forgiving love j 
 O make my broken Spirit whole, 
 And bid my pains remove* 
 
 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, 
 
 Nor drive me from thy face ; 
 Create anew my vicious he^rt, 
 And fill it with thy grace. 
 
 7 Then will I m.ke thy mercy known 
 
 Before the fons of men ; 
 Backfliders lhall addrefs thy throne, 
 
 And turn t0 God again. 
 Psalm LI. 2d Part. Common Metrti 
 Repentance and faith in the blood of Ckrtfi. 
 1 £~\ GOD of mercy, hear my call, 
 \J My load of guilt remove \ 
 Break down this feparating wall, 
 Which bars me from thy love, 
 a Give me the pretence of thy grace. 
 Then my rejoicing tongue 
 Shall fpsrk aloud thy righteoufnefs, 
 And make thy praife my fong. 
 
 3 No blood of goats, nor heifers flain, 
 
 For fin could e'er atone ; 
 The death of ChriftttuW ftill remain 
 Sufficient, and aicne. 
 
 4 A foul oppreft with fin's defert, 
 
 My God will ne'er defpife : 
 An humble groan, a broken heart, 
 Is our beft facrifice. 
 
 Psalm LIII. Common Metre. 
 Vificry and deliverance from perfecutien. 
 % A RE all the foes of Zion fools, 
 Xjl Who thus devour her faints ? 
 
PSALM LV. 121 
 
 Do they not know her Saviour rules, 
 And pities h*r complaints ? 
 
 2 They fhall befeiz'd with Tad furprife'f 
 
 For Gpd's revenging arm 
 Scatters the bones of thofe wha rife 
 To do his children harm, 
 
 3 In vain the fons of Satan boaft 
 
 Of armies in array $■ 
 When <3ed has fijrft defpis'd their hoft, 
 They fall an eafy prey. 
 
 4 O for a word from Zions King 3 
 
 Her captives to restore ! 
 Jacob, with ail his tribes, fhall fing, 
 And' Judah weep no more. 
 
 Psalm LV. Common Metre. 
 Support for the afflitted and tempted* foul. 
 J f~\ GOD, my refuge, hear my cries f 
 V^ Behold my flowing tears, 
 For earth and hell my hurt devife, 
 And triumph in my fears. 
 
 2 Their rage is ieyei'd at my life, 
 
 My foul with guilt they load, 
 And fill my thoughts with inward ftrife, 
 To {hake my hope in God. 
 
 3 With inward pain my heart-ftrings found, 
 
 I groan with ev'ry breath :. 
 Horror and fear befet me round 
 Among the {hades of death. 
 
 4 O were I like a feather'd dove : 
 
 And innocence had wings ; 
 I'd fly and make a long remove 
 From all thefe reftlefs things. 
 
 5 Let me to fome wild defart go, 
 
 L 
 
122 PSALM LV. 
 
 And find a peaceful home ! 
 Where (torms of malice never blow, 
 Temptations never come. 
 
 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all, 
 
 To 'fcape the rage of hell ! 
 The mighty God, en whom I call, 
 Can fave me here as well. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 By morning- light I'll feek his face, 
 
 At noon repeat my cry ; 
 The night (hall hear me afk his grace, 
 Nor will he long deny. 
 
 8 God {hall preferve my foul from fear ; 
 
 Or fhield me when afraid : 
 Ten thoufand angeh muft appear, 
 If he command their aid. 
 
 9 I caft my burdens on the Lord, 
 
 The Lord faftains them all $ 
 My courage refts upon his word, 
 That faints fhaJl never fall. 
 
 10 My highefr. hopes iliall not be vain, 
 
 My Hpsfhail fpread his praife ; 
 While cruel and deceitful men 
 Scarce live put half their days. 
 Psalm LV. Short Metre. 
 "Dangerous prefperity : or, daily devotion encouraged* 
 i T JET finners take their courfe, 
 
 \.j And choofc the road to death \ 
 But in th« worfhip of my God 
 I'll fpend my daily breath. 
 2 My thoughts addrefs his throne 
 
 When morning brings the light; 
 I feck his blcffing cr'ry noon, 
 
PSALM LVI. 123 
 
 And pay my vows at night. 
 3 Thou vt iit regard my cries, 
 
 O my eternal God ! 
 While finners perifli in furprife, 
 Beneath thine angry rod. 
 
 4 Becaufe they dwell at eafe, 
 
 And no fad changes feel,, 
 They neither fear nor truft thy rutne 
 Nor learn to do thy will. 
 
 5 But I, with all my cares, 
 
 Will lean upon the Lord ; 
 Ml caft my burdens on his arm. 
 And reft upon bis word. 
 
 6 His arm ihall well tuftsin 
 
 The children of his love ; 
 The ground on which their fafcty Hands, 
 No earthly pow'r can move. ' 
 Ps al m LVI. Com m on Metre . 
 Deliverance from epprefifcjan and faljehood : or, (fp(T& 
 care of his people, in azj-zuer to faith and prayer. 
 Thou, whole juftice reigns on high ? 
 And makes to' oppreffor ceafe, 
 BeRold how envious finners try 
 To vex and break my peace. 
 
 2 The fans of violence and lies, 
 
 Join to devour me, Lord ; 
 But as my hourly dangers rife,. 
 My refuge is thy worg, 
 
 3 In God molt holy, ju(t and true, 
 
 I have rep^s'd ray truit j 
 Nor will I fear what man can do, 
 The offspring of the dull. 
 
 4 They wreflmy words to mifchief fli!I>' 
 
izjf. PSALM LVII. 
 
 Charge me with unknown faults ; 
 Mifchief doth all their counsels fill, 
 And malice all their thoughts. 
 
 5 Shall they efcape without thy frown ? 
 
 Mull their devices Hand ? 
 O caft the haughty firmer down, * 
 And let him know thy hand. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 God counts theforrows of his faints, 
 
 Their groans afreet his ears ; 
 Thou halt a book for my complaints, 
 A bottle for my tears. 
 
 7 When to thy throne I raife my cry, 
 
 The wicked fear and flee ; 
 So fwift is prayer to reach the fky, 
 
 So near is God to me. 
 S In God mod holy, ju ft and true, 
 
 I have repos'd my trull : 
 Nor will I fear what man can do^ 
 
 The offspring of the duit. 
 
 9 Thy folemn vows are on me, Lord, 
 
 Thou fhalt receive my p raife ; 
 I'll Ting, " How faithful is thy word ; 
 ■* How righteous all thy ways." 
 
 10 Thou haft fecur'd my foul from death, 
 
 O fet a pris'ner free 1 
 That heart and hand, that life and breath. 
 May beeropby'd for thee. 
 Psalm LVII. Long Metre. 
 Praijefor protecting grace and truth. 
 i "]\/f^ God, in whom are ail the iprings 
 XVilOf boundlefs love,and grace unknown, 
 Hide me teneath thy fpreading wings, 
 
PSALM LVIII. 125 
 
 'Til! the dark cloud is overblown* 
 % Up to the heav'ns I fend my cry, 
 The Lord will my defires perform ; 
 He fends his angels from the iky, 
 And faves me from the threat'ning ftoroK 
 
 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, 
 
 Above the heav'ns where angels dwell & 
 Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad 3 
 And land to land thy wonders tell. 
 
 4 My heart is fix'd ; my fong £hali raife 
 Immortal honours to thy name ; 
 Awake, my tongue to found his praife 5 
 My tongue the glory of my frame. 
 
 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, 
 And reaches to the utmoft fky : 
 His truth to endlefs years remain*, 
 When lower worlds diiFolve and die* 
 
 6 Be thou exalted, O my God, 
 
 Above theheav'ns where angels dwell v. 
 Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad> 
 And land to land thy wonders tell. 
 Psalm LVIII. Particular Metre. 
 Warning to magijf rates. 
 1 "JUDGES, who rule the world by !aws 5 
 J Will ye cWplfe the righteous caufe. 
 
 When *h' injur'd poor before you {lands ? 
 Dare. ye condemn the righteous poor, 
 • And let rich fin ners 'fcape fecure, 
 While gold and greatnefs bribe your hands ? 
 % Have ye forgot, or never knew 
 
 That God will judge the judges too? 
 
 High in the heav'ns his ju>ftice reigns: 
 Yet you invade the rights of God, 
 La 
 
126 PSALM LX. 
 
 And fend your bold decrees abroad, 
 
 To bind the confcience in your chains. 
 
 3 A poifon'd arrow is your tongue, 
 The -arrow (harp, the poifon ftrong, 
 
 And death attends where'er it wounds : 
 You hear no connfels, cries nor tears ; 
 So the deaf adder (top ner ears 
 
 Againft the pow'r of charming founds. 
 
 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, 
 Thofe teeth of lions dy'd in bloGd ; 
 
 And crulh the ferpents in the duft ; 
 As empty charT, when whirlwinds rife, 
 Before the {weeping tempeft flies, 
 
 So let their hopes and names be loft, 
 
 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the fky. 
 Their grandeur melts, their titles die, 
 
 As hills of (how diflblveand run, 
 Or fnails which perifh in their flime, 
 Or births which come before their time, 
 
 Vain births that never fee the fun. 
 
 6 Thus {ball the vengeance of the Lord 
 Safety amS joy to faints afford : 
 
 And all wn& hear (hall join and fay, 
 tt Sure there's a Got! vtfho rules on high, 
 " A God who hears his children cry, 
 " Aau will their fufr'ring* ^ell repay." 
 Psalm LX, Common Metre. 
 On a day of humiliation for dif appointments In *t>ar< 
 i X OftD, haft thou cafc the nation aft ? 
 JL/ Miift we for ever mourtj ? 
 "Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath - ? 
 Shall mercy ne'er return ? 
 2 The terror of one frown of thine 
 
PSALM LXI. 122 
 
 Melts all our Strength away ;- 
 Like &£» who totter, c'runk with wine. 
 We tremble in difmay. 
 
 3 Our Zion trembles at thy ftroke, 
 
 And dreads rhy lifted hand ! 
 Oh, heal the people thou haft broke, 
 And fave the (inking IanO. 
 
 4 Lift up a banner in the field, 
 
 For thofe whe!fear t^y name j 
 Save thy beloved with thy. fliield, 
 And put our foes to fhame. 
 
 5 Go witbour armies to the fight, 
 
 By thine aflitting hand j 
 'Tis God who treads the mighty down. 
 And makes the feeble ftand. 
 Psalm LXI. Short Metre. 
 Safety in Gsd. 
 i 'TJS THEN gverwhelm'd with grief, 
 Y ff My heart within me dies >£, . 
 Helpidii, and fsr. Irani aO relief, 
 To heav'jQl- lift my eyes. 
 
 2 O lead me ^ the. Rock 
 
 That's high aboye my head, 
 And make the covert of thy wings- 
 My ihekzx.mg tsy fhade. 
 
 3 Within my pxttmcsf Lord, 
 
 For ever I'll %1$4 ; 
 Thmi art the tow'r of my d^fenet. 
 The refuge wherg I hide. 
 
 4 Thuu gtvefi m* the lot 
 
 • 0£ Chofe who fear thy same 5 
 If endlefs life be their reward, 
 I mall poflsfe the fame, 
 

 iz8 PSALM LXII, LXIII. 
 
 Psalm LXII. Long Metre. 
 No Iruft i,i the creatures : or, faith in divine grace 
 and power. 
 
 1 1& jifY fpiric looks to God alone ; 
 Jl\ JL My or) ty re ^g^ 1S his throne ; 
 In all my fears, in all my (traits, 
 My foul on 'his falvation waits. 
 
 2 Truft him, ye faints, in all your ways.. 
 Pour out your hearts before his Ucc ; 
 When helpers fail, and foes invade, 
 God is ourall-fuificient aid, 
 
 3 Falfe are the men of high degree, 
 The bafer fort are vanity ; 
 Laid in the balance, both appear 
 Light as a pufPof empty air. 
 
 4 Make net increailng gold your truft, 
 Nor kt your hearts on glitt'ring duft j 
 Why will you grafp the fleeting frnoke, 
 And not believe what God has fpoke I 
 
 5 Once has his awful voice declar'4. 
 Once and 3gain my ears have heard, 
 " All power is his eternal due ; 
 
 * He muft be fear'd and truftcd too." 
 
 6 For fov'reign pow'r reigns not alone, 
 Grace is a partner of the throne ; 
 Thy grace and jufHce, mighty Lord, 
 Shali well divide our laft reward. 
 
 Psalm LXIII. \ft Part. Common-Metre.. 
 
 The morning of a hordes day. 
 I T7 ARLY, my God, without delay, 
 $2j I fla ft e to feek thy face \ 
 My thirfty fpirit faints away 
 Without thy cheering grace. 
 
PSALM LXIII. i2£ 
 
 So pilgrims, on the fcorching fand, 
 
 Beneath a burning iky, 
 Long for a cooling ftreatn at hand, 
 
 And they nyuft drink, or die. 
 I've feen thy glory an J thy pow'r 
 
 Through all thy temple mine ; 
 My God, repeat that heav'nly heur. 
 
 That vifion fodiv.ine. 
 Not all the bleffings of a.feafi, 
 
 Cnn pieafe my foul fo well, 
 As when thy richer grace I iafte, 
 
 And in. thy prefencfc dwell, 
 5 Not ivtsidelF with ah it? joys, 
 
 CanmybeP' ..-:. .'.".-. oofcavej 
 Cr rtoe io high m - I ' teetrul voice, 
 
 As thy fcrg'V : i 
 3 Thus 'till my lair . fy . 
 
 riibi^mvGoi; ; : g; 
 
 Thus- whf I lift ■■; -:ay 5 
 
 And tune 
 Psalm LXIII. idTari* i on Metre, 
 
 Midnight .-._;■; leSled. 
 
 |. ?r$*"*WAS in ate-i ss of me night 
 
 A ;• powVa 
 
 I kept thy lovely fae^iii fig&t, 
 Amidft the darke/ifkrar,, - 
 > My flefh lay Mpnj my bed, 
 M r - foul arofe on high : 
 My God 1 my life ; -.:■ I ?pe, I faid, 
 Bring thy faivaiion nigh. 
 3 My fpirit labours up thine hill, 
 And climbs the heav'nly road ; 
 But thy right hand upholds me itil! ? 
 
* 3 o PSALM LXIII. 
 
 While I purfue my God, 
 
 4 Thy mercy ftretches pVr my head 
 
 Tfaa feadow of thy wings; 
 My heart rejoices in 'bine aid, 
 My tongue awakes and fings. 
 
 5 But the deftroyers of ray peace 
 
 Sh.-'l! fret .md rage in vain ; 
 The tempter mall tor everceafe, 
 And all my fins be fiain. 
 
 6 Thy fword fhall give my foes to death, 
 
 And fend them down to dwell 
 In the <ferk caverns of the earth, 
 Or to the depths, of hell. 
 
 Psalm LXIII. Long Metre. 
 
 Longing afterGed ' : or, the love of God better than life. 
 
 i jf*~^i rtEAT God, indulge my humble claim, 
 
 \Jg rhoy art. my hope, my jay, my reft s 
 
 Ttie glbrigg- which compofe thy name, 
 
 Sfaha alleng2p. 5 d to make me blefti 
 
 2 Thou great and goodj thou Jutland wife, 
 Thou art my Father and! my God ; 
 And I am thine !*y Tiered ties ; 
 
 Thy fon,thy fervant* bought with blood. ; 
 
 3 With h;art and eye_>, and lifted handi, 
 For thee i long, to thee I look, 
 
 As travellers in thirfty lands 
 Pant for the cooling water-brook. 
 
 4 With early feet I love t' appear 
 Among thy faints, and feek thy face ; 
 Oft h:-ive j feen thy glory there, 
 
 And felt the pow'r ol fov'reign grace. 
 
 5 Not fruits, nor wines, which tempt our tafte, 
 Nor all the joys our fenfes know, 
 
 
PSALM LXIII. 
 Could make me fp favimly bled, 
 Or raife my cheerful pa'ffiops fo. 
 
 6 My life itfeJf, without thy love 
 No tsfte of pleafure could afford ; 
 'Twould but a tirefome burden prove, 
 If I were banifh'd from me Lord. 
 
 7 Amidtf. the wakeful hours of ni^k, 
 When Dufy care-s Mi& my head, 
 One thought of thee gives new debVnt s 
 And adds refre/hment to my bed, ° ' 
 
 8 Til lift my hands, Til raife my voice, 
 WWe I have bmth to pray orpraifc ; 
 I his work Ihali make my heart rejoice, 
 And fpend the remnant of my days. 
 
 Psalm LXIII. Short Metre.' 
 Seeking God. 
 
 3 IMF Y ^?V enriit my tongue 
 
 JLVA * his joy to call thee mine ; 
 And let my early cries prevail 
 
 To tafte thyloye divine. 
 1 My thirty, fainting foul 
 
 Thy mercy does implore : 
 Not travellers ia ddart lands 
 
 Can pant for water more. 
 
 3 vvithin thy churches, Lord, 
 
 I long to find my place, 
 Thy pow'r and glory to behold, 
 Andfee) thyquick'ning grace. 
 
 4 r or hfe, without thy love, 
 
 No relifh can afford j 
 No joy can he compared with this, 
 
 i ~ T ° fcr . v ? aRd $Nfe th * L ord. 
 
 5 lothee I lift tsy hand*, 
 
 And praife thee while I lire ; / 
 
 *?* 
 
* 3 2 PSALM LXV. 
 
 Not the rich dainties of a feaft 
 Such food or pleafure give. 
 
 6 In wakeful hours of night, 
 
 I call my God to mind ; 
 I think how wife thy counfeh are. 
 And all thy dealings !: : nd. 
 
 7 Since thou haft been my help, 
 
 To thee my fptric ti : es, 
 And on thy watchful providence 
 
 My cheerful hope relies. 
 S The fnado-v n{ thy wings 
 
 My foul In izkty keeps : 
 I follow where my Father leads, 
 
 And ny fteps. 
 
 Psalm LXV. ift Part. Long Metre. 
 Public prajir and praife* 
 
 1 fin* HE praife of Zion waits for thee, 
 
 j[ M) G >d$ r»d praife becomes thyhoufe 
 Thtre ihall thy (dints, thy glory fee, 
 And there perform their public vows. 
 
 2 O thou whole mercy bends the fkies, 
 T«favej when humble Tinners pray, , , 
 All lands to thee (hall lift their eyes, 
 And iflands of the Northern fea. 
 
 3 Againit my will my fins prevail, 
 • But grace fhali purge away their ftain J 
 
 The blood ofChri/l will never fail 
 To vvafh my garments white again. 
 
 4 Bleft is the man whom thou (haltchufe. 
 And give him kind accefs to thee j 
 Give him a place within thy houfe, 
 To tafte thy love divinely free. 
 
 PAUSK. 
 
PSALM LXV. • , «33 
 Let Babel fear wharZion prays ; 
 Babel prepare for l#ng diftrefs. 
 When Zion'% God himfclf arrays 
 In terror and in righteoufnefs. 
 
 i With dreadful glory* God fulfils 
 What his afflidM faints reque& ; 
 And with almighty wrath reveals 
 His love, to give his churches refh 
 Then (hall the Mocking nations run 
 To Zion% hill, andovrn their Lord ; 
 The riling and the fctting fun, 
 Shall fee the Saviour's name ador'd. 
 Psalm LXV. zd Part. Long Metre. 
 
 ")i<vine providence in air, earthy and fea : or, the 
 Gqd of nature mnd gracs. 
 
 THE God of our salvation hears 
 The groans of Zion mix'd with tears, 
 Yet when he comes with kind defigns, 
 Through all the way his terror (nines. 
 
 ; On him the race of man depends, 
 Far as the earth's remoteft ends, 
 Where the Creator's name is known, 
 
 ; By nature's feeble light alone. 
 
 ; Sailers, who travel o'er the flood, 
 Addrefs their frighted fouls to God : 
 Whentempefts rage, and billows roar, 
 At dreadful diftance from the (hore. 
 
 } He bids the noify tempefts ceafe, 
 He calms the raging crowd to peace ; 
 \When a tumultuous nation raves 
 Wild as the winds, and loud as waves. 
 
 ' Whole kingdoms fhaken by the (term, 
 He fettles in a peaceful form ; 
 M 
 
154 PSALM LXV. 
 
 Mountains eftabli&'d by his hand, 
 Firm on their old foundation ftand. 
 
 6 Behold his enfignsfweep thefky, 
 New comets blaze, and lightnings fly ; 
 The Heathen lands with fad furprife, . 
 From the bright horror turn their eyes : 
 
 7 At his command the morning ray 
 Smiles in theeaft, and leads the day ; 
 He guides the fun's declining wheels, 
 Over the tops of Weftern hills. 
 
 8 Seafons and times obey his voice, 
 The evening ar^J the ei|n rejoice 
 
 To fee the earth made foftwith (how'rs, 
 Laden with fruit, and dreft in fiow'r*. 
 
 9 'Tis from his wat'ry (lores on high, 
 He gives the thirfty ground fupply ; 
 He walks upon the clouds, and theace 
 Doth his enriching drops difpenfe. 
 
 10 Thedelart grows a fruitful field, 
 Abundant food the vail ids yield ; 
 Thevallies fhout with cheerful voice, 
 And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys. 
 
 2-1 The paftures fmjle in green array ; 
 
 There lambs and larger cattle play ; 
 
 The larger cattle and tkelamb, 
 
 Each in his language, fpeak thy name. 
 12 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine j 
 
 O'er ev'ry field thy glories (hine ; 
 
 Through ev'ry month thy gifts appear ; 
 
 Great God ! thy goodnefs crowns the year. 
 
 Psalm LXV. \JlPart. Common Metre. 
 A prayer -hearing God, and the Gentiles called.. 
 
PSALM LXV. x 3s 
 
 i "TJRAISE v/aits in Zion, Lord, for thee, 
 J^ There (ball our vows be paid ; 
 Thou haft an ear when finners pray, 
 All fleQi fhall feek thine aid. 
 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail. 
 
 But pard'ning grace is thine, 
 And thou wilt grant us p6w r r and (kill 
 To conquer ev'ry fin. 
 3-B'eft are the men whom thou wilt chufe 3 - 
 To bring them near thy face, 
 Give them a duelling in thine houfe, 
 To fealt upon thy grace. 
 
 4. Irianfv/ring what thy church reguells*. 
 
 Thy truth and terror fhir.e, 
 And works of drend/ul righteoufnefs 
 Fulfil thy kind defign. 
 
 5. Thiis (fell the wond ring nations fee- 
 
 The Lord is good and juft i 
 And diftant ifbndshV to thee, 
 And make thy name their truft. 
 6 They dread thy glittering tokens, Lord, 
 When ligns in heav'n appear ; 
 But they fha'j] learn thy. holy word, 
 And love, as well as fear. *■ 
 
 Psalm LXV. 2 J Part. Common Metre, 
 Fhe providence of God in_ air, earth and fa : or, 
 the ble(jing of rain. 
 
 1 ?f J "MS by thy ftrength the mountains 
 
 J[ God of eternal pow'r ! [ftand, 
 The fea grows calm at thy command, 
 And tempefts ceafe to roar. 
 
 2 The morning light, and ev'ning (hade 
 
 SucceiTiye comforts bring y 
 
136 PSALM LXV. 
 
 Thy plenteous fruits make harveft glad, 
 Thy flow'rJ adorn tru fpring* 
 
 3 Seafons and time«, and moons and hours, 
 
 Heay'n, earth, and air 2re thine ; 
 When clouds difii] their jruiifu! (hovers. 
 The Author is divine. 
 
 4 Thcfe Wand'ring ciderns in the fky, 
 
 Boru? by the wifick around, 
 
 With wat'ry traafur«s well fuppiy 
 
 Trie furrows of me ground. 
 
 5 The thirfty ridges djn^^eif fill, 
 
 And ranks of corn appear-; 
 Thy frays abound withblHSngs ftill, 
 Thy £oodndfs crowns the year. 
 Psalm LXV. 3^ Part. Common Metre. 
 The blejjing ef the fpring : cr, Gcd gi-ves rein. 
 A Pi>.lm hr the Hufbandrnan. 
 
 1 S~>( GOD "is the Lord, the he&v'n!y King, 
 \Jf Who makes ith-r/pRrih his care - 9 
 
 V lhts the paftures eV.y (jfring? 
 And bids the graft appear. 
 
 2 The clouds, like rivers rai.-\! on high, 
 
 Pour ont at his command^ ' 
 
 Their watVy bieiiings from the fcy, 
 To cheer the thirity land". 
 
 3 The (ok^rM ridges of the field 
 
 Permit the corn to fpring ; 
 
 The values rich previfion yield j 
 
 And the poor lab'rers ilng.. 
 
 4 The little hills, on ev'ry fide, 
 
 Rejoice at falling fhowVs$ 
 The meadows drefsM in all their pride. 
 Perfume the air with flow Vs. 
 
PSALM LXVL 137 
 
 The barren clods, refrefh'd with rain, 
 
 Promife a joyful crsp ; 
 The parched grounds look green again, 
 
 And raife (he reaper's hope. 
 The various months thy goednefs crowns, 
 
 How bounteous are tliy ways ! 
 The bleating flocks fpread o'er the downs, . 
 And fhepherds fhout thy praife. 
 Psalm LXVI. \Ji Part. Common Metre. 
 Governing power and goodnefs ; of, our grace tried 
 * ■ h afflifti° n *> 
 
 1 OING all ye Nations to the Lord, 
 ^j Sing wit,h a joyful noife j 
 With melody of found record 
 
 His honours, and your joys. 
 
 2 Say to the povy'r whkh fhakes the iky, 
 
 " Haw terrible att thou 1 
 c * Sinners before thy prefence fly, 
 
 t; Or _at thy feet they boy*," 
 -3 [G;?ne; lee tfee ^cguiers of bur God, 
 
 H n ^ glorious jrt his ways ! 
 In Mbfes r hand he pirn his rod, 
 
 &q ight-.d feas. 
 
 4 HeTaipade tne ebbing channel diy, 
 
 •Wh] c Jfr'ilfk&ib tht food; 
 Th ; -":-surch begin their joy ? 
 
 eir God. 
 
 5 H? rujeg5by »p retliflefs might : 
 
 W8fl56&el Mortals dart- .' 
 Provoke til Eternj.! to the ti*h^ 
 Aud tefrijpC Jhat dreadful war? 
 
 6 O blei . ou: God, arid never ceafs^ 
 
 Ye faints ? fulfil his praife : 
 M2 
 
138 PSALM LXVI, LXVII. 
 
 He keep? our life, maintains cur peace, 
 And guides our doubtful ways. 
 
 7 Lord, thou haft prov'd our fufPring fouls, 
 
 To make our graces mine ; 
 So filver bears the burning coals, 
 The metal to refine. 
 
 8 Through wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, 
 
 We march at thy command, 
 Led to pofTei. the promis'c place, 
 By thine unerring I 
 Psalm LXVI. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 Praife to God for hearing prater. 
 
 1 VtOw (hallmv fplernh vc be pa|4 
 JJ^j To that almighty p >\v*r, 
 Which heard the long rcquett 1 made 
 
 Iq my dlftrefstul hour 
 
 2 My lips and-chet-rful heart prtpare 
 
 To make hivmercio known ; 
 Come ye who fear my G>d, <md hear 
 The wonders he has done. 
 
 3 When on my head huge forrows fell, 
 
 I fought his heav'nly aid ; 
 Hefav'd my finking foul from hell, 
 And d.*arh'* eternal fhade. 
 
 4 If fin lay cover'd in my heart, 
 
 While prayer employ 'd my tongue, 
 The Lord had fhewn me no regard, 
 Nor i his praifes fung. 
 
 5 [But God, his name be ever bleft, 
 
 Has fet my fpirit free ; 
 Nor turn'd from him my poor requeft, 
 Nor turn'd his heart from me.] 
 Psalm LXVII. Common Metre, 
 
PSALM LXVIII. - 133F 
 
 Tbs natiorfs'profperity, and tke churches increafe. 
 i QHLNE, might? Go^i £n v Zm' : ih'me, 
 j^ With beagos of neav*nli grace ; 
 Reveal thy pow'r . throu n all our crafts, 
 And (hew thy toiling face. 
 
 2 [Amidft our ic t r«araV- -xilted high. 
 
 Dp thou, cur glory, itand, 
 
 And like a wall of guardian fire, 
 
 Sj:T -und the fav'rite land.] 
 
 3 When mail thy name from in ore to more, 
 
 Sound all the earth abroad, 
 A fid djftartt nations know and love 
 Their Saviour and their God ? 
 
 4 Sing to the L^rd, ye dittaht lands, 
 
 Sihgl&ad with folenin voice; 
 While thankful tongues ex&k his praife^ 
 And grateful hearts rejoice. 
 
 5 He. the great Lord, the icv're.ign Judge, 
 
 Who firs enthron'd above, 
 Wifely commands the worlds he made. 
 In juitice and in love. 
 
 6 Earth {hall obey her Maker's will, 
 
 And yield a full increafe ; 
 Our God will crown his- chofen «< land 5 * 
 With fruitful nefs and peace. 
 
 7 God the Redeemer fcatters round 
 
 His choicefr. favours here, 
 While the creation's utmoft bound 
 Shall fee, adore, and fear. 
 Psalm LXVIII. \ft Part. Long Metre* 
 The vengeance and compajjlon of God. 
 I f^H OD will&tife in all his might, 
 \Jf And put the troops of hell to flight : 
 
140 PSALM LXVJII. 
 
 As fmoke which fought to cloud the fkies, 
 . . Before the rifing temped flies. 
 
 2 [Becomes array'd in burning flames, 
 Juftice and vengeance are his naar.es ; 
 Behold his fainting foss expire 
 Like melting wax before the fire.] 
 
 3 He rides and thunders through the Iky, 
 His name jehovah founds en high -, 
 Sing to bis name, ye Cons of grace, 
 
 Ye faints rejoice before his face. 
 
 4 Tnc widow and the fatherlefs 
 Fly to hU aid in (harp diftrefs : 
 In him the poor and helplefs find 
 A Judge moft juft, a Father kind. 
 
 5 H breaks the captive's heavy chain, 
 And pris'ners fee the light again ; 
 But rebels who difpute his will, 
 Shall dwell in chain* and darknefs ftill. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 6 Kingdoms and thrones tc God belong ; 
 Cr^wn him, ye nations, in your fong ; 
 His wvmd'rous frames and pow'rs rehearfe 
 His honours fhall enrich your verfe. 
 
 g He (hakes the heav'ns with l«ud alarms i 
 
 How terrible is God in- arms ! 
 
 In 7/rV are his oercies known, 
 
 //>' el is ms peculur throne. 
 8 Proclaim him King, pronounce him bleft, 
 
 tic* your defence, your joy, your reft j 
 
 When terrors rife, and nations faint, 
 
 GocJ is the ftj ngth >f cv'ry faint. 
 Psalm LXVItL 2d Part. Long Metre* 
 
 ChriitV fifcenfton, and the gift of the Sprit, 
 
PSALM LXVIII. 141 
 
 ORD, when thou didft afcend en high, 
 ^j Ten thoufand angels fi'l'd the Iky ; 
 Thofe heav'nty guards around thee wait, 
 !>Hce chariots, to attend thy (rate. 
 Not Sinai $ mountain could appear 
 More gioiious, when the Lord was there ; 
 While he prenoune'd his dreadful iaw, 
 And (truck the choien tribes with awe. 
 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
 When the rebellious po*/rs of* hell, 
 Which tfe&ufend foul* had captive made. 
 Were all in chains like captives hd. 
 4 Rais'd by his Father t» the throne, 
 He fent the promis'd Spirit down, 
 Wirh gifts and grace for rebel men, 
 
 raweli 011 earth again. 
 Psalm LXVIII. 3d Part. Long Metre. 
 Pr&ifc for tempore! hkjjings : or, common and 
 fpiritual mercies. 
 
 WE bids the Loaa, the juit and good, 
 Who fills our hesrt» with joy and food, 
 Who pc-urs his blefiin^s from the ikies, 
 And loads our days with rich fupplies. 
 
 2 He fends the fan his circuit round. 
 
 To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground 5 
 He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, 
 Reirelh the thirity earth again. 
 
 3 'Tis to his care we owe cur breath, 
 And all our near efcapes from dea^i : 
 Safety and neaith to God belong ; 
 
 He helps the weak, and guards the ftrorg, 
 
 4 He makes the faint and firmer prove 
 The common hieflings of his love ; 
 
142 PSALM LXIX. 
 
 But the wide difFrence which remains, 
 Is endiefs joys, or eodlcft pains. 
 
 5 The Lord, who bruis'd the ferpent's head, 
 On ail the ferpent's feed fhall tread ; 
 The ftubborn Hurler's hope confound, 
 And fciite him with a lafting wound. 
 
 6 But his right hand his<faints fhall raife 
 From the deep earth, or deeper feas ; 
 And bring them to his courts above, 
 There fhall they tafte his fpecial love. 
 
 Psalm LXIX. i ft Part, Common Metre. 
 The fufferings cf Chriii for our falvation. 
 
 1 O AVE me, O Lord, the ft/veiling floods 
 k3 u Break in upon my foul : 
 
 *' i fink ; and forrows o'er my head, 
 " Like mighty waters roll. 
 
 2 " I cry 'till all my voice be gone, 
 
 " In tears I watte the day : 
 " My God, behold my longing eyes, 
 c< And fhorten thy delay. 
 
 3 " They hate my foul without a caufe, 
 
 " And ftill their number grows 1 
 " Mere than the hairs around my head, 
 " And mighty are my foes. 
 
 4 <c 'Twafrthen I paid that dreadful debt 
 
 " Which men could never pay, 
 " And gave thofe honours to thy law 
 " Which fmners took away." 
 
 5 Thus in the great Meffiah's name, 
 
 The royal Prophet mourns ; 
 Thus he awakes our hearts to grief, 
 And gives us joy by turns. 
 
 6 « Now fhall the fainu rejoice, and find 
 
PSALM LXIX. ■ 143 
 
 « Salvation in my name ; 
 " For I have born their heavy load 
 
 " of forrow, pain, and {hame. 
 " Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round, 
 
 cC And fackcioth was my drefs, 
 u "While I proeur'd for naked fouls 
 
 " A robe of righteoufnefs. 
 " Among my brethren and the yews, 
 
 <c I -like a ftranger flood, 
 <c And bore their vile reproach, to bring 
 
 " The Gentiles near to God. 
 "I came, in finful mortals' ftead, 
 
 il To do my Father's will ; 
 « Yet when I cleam'd my Father's houfe, 
 
 " They fcaiidaliz'd my zeal. 
 " My failing and my holy groans 
 
 <s Were made the drunkard's fong ; 
 cc But God, from his celeflial throne, 
 
 <c Heard my complaining tongue. 
 
 1 u He fav'd me from the dreadful deep, 
 
 '} Nor let my. foul be drown'd $ 
 
 He rais'd and fix'd my finking feet 
 
 « On weil-efhblifh'd ground. 
 
 2 « 'Twas in a moft accepted hour 
 
 <c . My pray'r arofe on high ; 
 cc And, for my fake, my God (hall hear 
 
 « The dying finners' cry." 
 salm LXIX. id Part. Common Metre, 
 The pajjton and exaltation of Chrift. 
 
 NOW" let our lips with holy fear. 
 And mournful pleafure fing 
 The fufr'rings cfour great High Prieft, 
 The forrows of our King. 
 
H4 PSALM LX1X 
 
 2 He finks In floods of deepdirlrefs ; 
 
 Ho ten rife ! 
 
 Whn • v'niv F:uher's ear 
 
 He is* 
 
 3 " Hz:r me,0 L'>nh and Cave thy Son, 
 
 " Nor r e ; 
 
 " Why " Favorite io^k like one 
 
 c thy grace ? 
 
 4 a With e; perfct etc ;he man, 
 
 <; Who groans b wound, 
 
 « While for a fa< rifle , I pour 
 " My life up* imd. 
 
 5 " Th:-y tread my : ; the daft, , 
 
 Ci And laugh *>herj I co<3Qpl«iB ; 
 * Their (harp inCalttt^ (landers add 
 u Freih inguUh 19 mj ps\n. 
 
 6 "All myrepfoachtskp6wntotn.ee, 
 
 tf I'he fcandal and the flume j 
 " Reproach ha> broke nay bleeding heart, 
 u And Pres d< fii'd my name. 
 
 7 " I look'd for pity, hut in vain ; 
 
 " My kindred are my gr.ief, 
 t£ I aik day friends foe comfort round, 
 c; But meet with no relief. 
 
 8 " With vinegar they mock my thirft, 
 
 ° They give me gall for f.oodj 
 i( And, fpgt ting with my dying groans, 
 Ci They triumph in my hiood. 
 
 9 " S»ne into my diftreffed foul, 
 
 " Let thy compafliofj five ; 
 j" And, though my fi>(h fink down tod*ath, 
 a Redeem it from the grave. 
 
 10 " I {hall arife to praife thy aame, 
 
PSALM LXIX, 14$ 
 
 '< Shall reign in worlds unknown, 
 c< And thy falvation, O my God, 
 
 «.* Shall ft-at me near thy throne." 
 
 Psalm LXIX. 3d Part. Common Metre. 
 Chrift'j obedience and death : or, God glorified, and 
 Jinnsrs faved. 
 ATHER, I fing thy wond'rous grace, 
 I blejfs my Saviour's name j 
 He bought falvarion for the poor, 
 And bore the finner's fhame. 
 % His deep difbrefs hasrais'd us high, 
 His duty and his zeal, 
 Fulfiil'd the law which mortals broke> 
 And finilh'd all thy will. 
 
 3 His dying groans, his living fongs" 
 
 Shali. better pieafe my God, 
 Than harp or trumpet's folemnfountf, 
 Than goat's or bullock's blood. 
 
 4 This ihall his humble foil 5 vvers fee, 
 
 . And fet their hearts at reft y 
 They by his death draw near to thee, 
 And live for ever bleiL 
 
 5 Letheav'n and all who dwell on high, 
 
 To God their voices raife ; 
 While lands "«nd feas affift the iky, 
 And join t' advance his praife* 
 
 6 Zion is thine, molt holy God ; 
 
 Thy Son iliali bleft her gates : 
 And glory purcbas'a by his blood, 
 For thine own Ifraei waits. 
 
 Psalm LXIX. ij} Part. Long Metre." 
 
 ChriftV pajjion, andfinners > Jalvathu\ 
 
146 PSALM LXIX. 
 
 1 "|^\EEP in our hearts let U3 record 
 
 1 J The deeper forrows of our Lord 5 
 iSehold the rifmg biilows roll, 
 To overwhelm his holy foul. 
 
 2 In long complaints he fpeuds his breath, 
 While hofts of hell and pow'rs of death, 
 And all the fens of malice join 
 
 To execute their curil defign. 
 
 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love 
 Have made the curie a blefling prove ; 
 Thofe dreadful fufFrings of thy Son 
 Aton'd for fins which we had done. 
 
 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord, 
 The honours of thy law reftor'd ; 
 His fbrrows made thy juftice known, 
 And paid for follies not his own. 
 
 5 O for his fake our guilt forgive, 
 And let the mourning finner live : 
 The Lord will hear us in his name, 
 Nor (hall our hope be turn'd to fhame. 
 
 Psalm LXIX. zd Part. Long Metre. 
 Q>\\x\^C s fufferings and zeal. 
 
 1 JrA^WAS for our fake, eternal God, 
 
 J£ Thy Son fiiftain'd thatheayy load 
 Of bafe reproach, and fore difgrace, 
 Aad fhame denTd his facred face. 
 
 2 The yewsy his brethren and his kin, 
 Abus'd the Man who check'd their fia : 
 While he fulhTd thy holy laws, 
 
 They hate him, but without a caufe. 
 
 3 [" My Father's houfe (faid he) was made 
 *< A place for worfhip, not for trade ;" 
 Then featuring all their gold and braft, 
 
PSALM LXXI. 147 
 
 Hefcourg'J the merchants from the place.] 
 4. [Zeal for the temple of -his God, 
 - Csnfum g his life, expos'd his blood 5 
 Reproaches at thy glory thrown, 
 He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] 
 
 5 His friends forfook, his foli'wer* fled, 
 While foes and arms furround his head ; 
 They curfehim with a fland'rous tongue 3 
 And the falfe judge mai mains the wrong. 
 
 6 His life they load with hateful lies, 
 And charge his lips with blafphe'mies \ 
 They nail him to thefhameful txtz — 
 There hung the Man who dy'd for me. 
 
 J [Wretches, with hearts as hard as (tones, 
 Infult his piety and groans 5 
 Gall was the food they gave him there, 
 And mock'd his thirft with vinegar.] 
 8 But God beheld ; and from his throne 
 Marks-out the men who hate his Son ; 
 The hand which rais'd him fr©m the dead, 
 Shall pour firth vengeance on their head. 
 Psalm LXXI. lftpart. Common Metre. 
 The aged faint's refledlion and hope. 
 I T\yT*Y God, my everlafting hope, 
 .IViL I ^ v ' e upon thy truth ; 
 Thy bands" have held my childhood up, 
 And ftrengthen'd all my youth. 
 % My fleth was fafhion'd by thy pow'r, 
 With all thefe limbs of mine ; 
 And from my mother's painful hour, 
 I've been entirely thine. 
 3 Still has my life new wonders feen 
 Repeated eVry year 3 
 
H S PSALM LXXI. 
 
 Behold my days which yet remain, 
 I truft them to thy care. 
 
 4 Call me no; off when ftr'ength declines, 
 
 When hoary hairs anfe ; 
 And round me let thy glcry fhinf , 
 Whene'er thy fervant dies. 
 
 5 Then in the hift'ry of my age, 
 
 When men review my day?, 
 They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, 
 Inev'ry line thy pralfe; 
 
 Psalm LXXI. 2 J Part. Common Metre. 
 
 Chrift cur Jlr3ngtb and right eoufnefs* 
 
 1 TfcyTY Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
 JLVJL W iv^n I begin th# praife, 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 
 The numbers of thy grace ! 
 
 2 Thcuj art ray Jverlafting ;ruft, 
 
 Thy goc.inef- I ad - ; 
 And, fin. c I knew th^ graces firS:, 
 I fpeak thy glories more. 
 
 3 My tcet (hall travel ail the length 
 
 Of the ceieltia) roajd ; 
 And march with courage in thy (Irength, 
 To fee my Father, Got. 
 
 4 When I am fit I'd with fore diftr«.fs 
 
 Forfome furprifing Gn, 
 I'll plead thy perfecl righteoufnefe, 
 And mention none but thine. 
 
 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
 
 The vicVries of my King ! 
 My foul, redeern'd from fm and hell, 
 Shall thy falyation ilng. 
 
 6 [My tongue (hall all the slay proclairi 
 
PSALM LXXL i 4 2 
 
 My Saviour and my- God, 
 His death has brought ray foes to (hsme, 
 And drown'd them in his blood. 
 J Awake, awake, my tuneful ppw'rs; 
 With this delightful fong 
 I'll entertaia the darkeft hours, 
 Nor think the feafon long.] 
 Psalm LXXI. 3d Part. Common Metre. 
 The aged Chriftiari* s prayer and fong ; sr, old ege? 
 death, and the refurreftion. 
 
 1 /*">|OD of my childhood, and my youth,". 
 %J Thou guide of all my days, 
 
 I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth, 
 And told thy wond'rous ways. 
 
 2 Wilt thou forfake my hoary hairs. 
 
 And leave my fainting heart ? 
 Who {hall fuftain my finking yeaw, 
 If God my (trength depart ? 
 
 3 Let me thy rfbw'r and truth proclaim, I 
 
 To thefurvivingagc, 
 And leave the favour. of thy name, 
 When I fhail quit the ftage, 
 
 4 The land of filence and of death 
 
 Attends my next remove ; 
 O may thefe poor remains of breath . 
 Teach the wide world thy love ! 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Thy righteoufnefs is deep and high," 
 
 Uafearchable thy deeds : : 
 Thy glory fpreads beyond the fey. 
 And all my pr^iie excegds. 
 
 6 Oft have 1 heard thy threat'nings roar, . 
 
 And oft siiciur'd the grkf : . 
 N.2 . 
 
150 PSALM LXXII. 
 
 But when thy hand has prefl: me for?, 
 Thy grace was my relief. 
 
 7 By long experience have I known 
 
 Thy fov 'reign power to fave ; 
 At thy command I venture down 
 Securely to the grave. 
 
 8 When I lie bury'd deep in duft, 
 
 My flefti (hall be thy care ; 
 Thefe with'ring limbs with thee I truft, 
 
 To raife them ftrong and fair. 
 Psalm LXXII. 17? Part. Long Metre. 
 The kingdom of Chrift. 
 i A~> REAT God, wnofe unwerfal fway 
 \JJ" The known and unknown worlds ebey ; 
 INow give the kingdom to thy Son, 
 Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne. 
 
 2 Thy fceptre well becomes his hands, 
 All heav'n fubmits to his commands j 
 His jufHce fliall avenge the poor, 
 And pride and rage prevail no more. 
 
 3 With pnw'r he vindicates the juft, 
 And treads th' oppreiTors in the duft ; 
 His worfhip and his fear (hall laff, 
 'Till hours, and years, and time be paft. 
 
 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
 So fhall he fend his influence down : 
 His grace on fainting fouls diftills 
 Like heav'nly dew on thirfty hills. . 
 
 5 The heathen lands which lie beneath 
 The (hades of overfpreading death, 
 Revive at his firft dawning light, 
 And dtiarts oloflbm at the Tight. 
 
 6 The iainu fhall flourtfh in his- days, 
 
 
PS ALM. LXXII. J5i 
 
 Dreft in the rebes of joy asd praife $ 
 Peace, like a river, from his throne 
 Shall flow to nations yet unknawn. 
 Psalm LXXII. 2d Part. Long Metre, 
 Chrifl'j kingdom among the Gentiles, 
 
 1 TESUS fnali reign where'er the fun 
 J Does his fuccefTive journies run ; 
 His kingdom ftretch from more to (bore, 
 'Till moons (hall wux and wane no more, 
 
 2 [Behold the iilands, with their kings, 
 And Europe her beft tribute brings ; 
 From north to fouth the princes meet 
 To pay their homage at his feet. 
 
 3 There Perfia^ glorious to behold, 
 There India Chines in Eaftern gold ; 
 And barb'rous nations at his word 
 Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.] 
 
 4 F©r him (hali endlefs pray'r be made, 
 And praifes throng t© crown his head $ 
 His name like fweet perfume (hall rife 
 With ev'ry morning facrifke. 
 
 5 People and realms of ev'ry tgmgue 
 Dwell on his love with fweetelt fong ; 
 And infant voices fli2li proclaim 
 Their early bieflisgs on his name. 
 
 6 Bleffings abound where'er he reigns, 
 The prisoner leaps to loofe his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal reft* 
 
 And all the fon:of want are bleft. 
 
 7 [Where he difplays his healing pow'r, 
 Dsaih and the curie are known no mors ; 
 In him the tribes tf-.Adam boaft 
 
 More btefiings than their father loft. 
 
a 52 PSALM LXXIII. 
 
 8 Let ev'ry creature rife and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King : 
 Angels defcend with fongs again, 
 And earth repeat the lon^ Jlrnen.} 
 Psalm LXXIII. ij} Part. Common Metre 
 Ajjiifted faints happy , and ' prosperous firmer s curfed. 
 
 1 TVTOW I'm convinced the Lord is kind 
 jLl| To men of heart fmcere, 
 Yet once my fooliin rhoughts repin'd, 
 
 And berder'd on defpair. 
 
 2 I griev'd to fee the wicked thrive, 
 
 And fpoke with angry breath, 
 C{ How p'eafant and profane they live I 
 " How peaceful is their death ! 
 
 3 " With weii-fed flefh, ar.4 haughty eye& 
 
 " They lay their fears to Deep j 
 •* Againftthe heav'ns their (landers rife, 
 U While faints in filence weep. 
 
 4 " In vain I lift my hands to pray, 
 
 " And cleanie my heart in vain, 
 ct For t am chaften'd all the day, 
 " The night renews my pain." 
 
 5 Yet while my tongue indulged complaints^ 
 
 I felt my heart reprove ; 
 " Sure I fivall thus .{Fend thy faint*, 
 " And grieve the men I love." 
 
 6 But ftiil I foui d r.y doubts too hard, 
 
 The confl'-6t too fevere, 
 'Till I r^tir'd to (earch thy word, 
 And learn'd the ferret there. . 
 
 7 There, as hi fome p:ophetic glafi 
 
 I faw the ftnner's feet 
 High mounted on a ilipp'ry place 
 
PSALM LXXIIL 153 
 
 Above a fiery pit. 
 I heard the wretch profanely boaft, 
 
 'Till, at thy frown he fell ; 
 His honours like a drea'na were loft, 
 . And be aw, >e to hefh 
 9 Lard, what an enyidus fool I was I 
 Ho^v like a th^aghtWts beaft.! 
 Tbas to Eul^eS thy promb'd ^race. 
 And think the wickedbM. 
 
 i-icioair 
 
 'j Fv 
 
 1 nKn^wn : 
 That bteiied hand ivfoch broke the fnare, 
 Shall guide niejfo thy throne^ 
 Psalm L^XHL id Part. Common Metre. 
 fbtodopr. portion hpre et% i ;::reafter-. 
 
 1 jf~"^CD, r&yjlippafter, ard *i;V hops, 
 \^ i? j._y ffeip . . ever near - 
 Tiiinearm of a"/: re; bvld me up 
 
 When iin kbagin d;:fpi : r, 
 
 2 Thy ecimlels, LdrdL, festfl ru^de my feet 
 
 Through ±:,.i.ru * i iernefs *-V 
 Thine hand eond&S: me aearthy leat. 
 To dwell before thy face. 
 
 3 W'Srciiriiie . >u i , vjuu 5 
 
 And wv . abede, 
 
 4 Wha^ • the i^rirv-s of Ufa were broke 3 
 
 ; -: . (h . : heart fbould feint, 
 
 Td. [trength of ev'ry (aint. 
 
 5 ;-:■?-. - Id ^c.inners who remova 
 
 Far from thy prelenc*, die j 
 
i 5 4 PSALM LXXIII. 
 
 Not all the idol gcJs they love, 
 Can fave them when they cry, 
 6 But, to draw ne-?r to thee, my God, 
 Shalt be my Uvcet employ ; 
 My tongue mall found thy works .-.broad, 
 And tell the world myjoy. 
 Psalm LXXIIL Long Metre. 
 The profperity ofjinners curfed. 
 % T ORD, vvn: a thoughtle^ wretch was I, 
 JL*/ To mourn, and murmur, and repine, 
 r i o fee the vvicked phe'den high, 
 In pride and robes of honour fhisc ! 
 
 2 B if, O their end, their dreadful end, 
 T.-y Lmcluary laugh r me fo : 
 
 On fl ; pp'ry rock? i fee them (land, 
 And fiesy biltaws roll below. 
 
 3 Now, let rbem bnaftbotv tell they rife, 
 1'il never envy them again : 
 
 There they may fraud with haughty eyes-, 
 'Til! they plunge de<*p in tndlcfs pain. 
 
 4 Their fancy *d joys, hew faft they flee ! 
 Juft like a dream when man awakes : 
 Their fangs of foiteft harmony 
 
 Are but a preface to their plagues. 
 
 5 Njw I efteem their mirth and wine 
 Too dear to purchafe with my blood ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, 
 My life, my nortion, and my God. 
 
 Psalm LXXill. Short Metre. 
 The tnyjiery of providence unfolded, 
 I OURE there's a righteous God, 
 
 j^3 Nor is religion vain ; 
 Though men of vice may boaft aloud, 
 
PSALM. LXXIII. i 55 
 
 And men of grac: cosipiairi, 
 
 2 I few the wicked rife. 
 
 And felt my heart repine, 
 While haughty fools, with fcornfal eyes, 
 In robes of honour (nine. 
 
 3 [Pamper'd mt\y wanton cafe, 
 
 Their flefh looks full and fair ; 
 Their wealth rolls in like flowing feas 3 
 Andgrotvs without their care, 
 
 4 Free from the plagues and psins 
 
 Which pious fouls endure, 
 Through all their life oppreffion reigns. 
 And racks the bumble poor. 
 
 5 Their impious tongues blafpheme 
 
 The cverlatling God ; 
 Their malice Mails the good man's name, 
 And fpreads its lies abroad* 
 
 6 But I, with flowing tears, 
 
 Inlulg'd my doubts to rife ; 
 " Is there a God who fees or hears 
 
 iC The things below the ikies ?"] 
 J The tumult of my thoughts 
 
 Held me in hard fufpenfe, 
 'Till to thy houfe my feet wgre brought 
 
 To learn thy juftice thence. 
 
 8 Thy word, with light and pow'r, 
 
 Did my miftekv s amend ; 
 I view'd the tinners* lives before, 
 But here I learnt their end. 
 
 9 On what a llippVy Preep 
 
 The thoughtlefs wretches go ! 
 And O that dreadful fiery deep, 
 Wfeich waits their fall belpw ! 
 
j 5 6 PSALM LXXIV. 
 
 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, 
 
 My thoughts no more repine : 
 I call mv God my portion now, 
 And aH my pow ? *s zre thine. 
 Psalm LXXIV. Common Metre. 
 The church pleading tvitb Go J under fore pirfecutiom 
 i 'TTjZTlLL God for ever cait us erf i 
 y y Ilk. wrath for ever fmoke 
 Againlr. the people of his love, 
 "His little chofsn flock? 
 ft Think of the tribes fo dearly bought 
 
 With their Redeemer's blood j 
 . Nor let thy Zion be forgot, 
 Where once thy pjory itood. 
 
 3 Lift up thy feet, and march in hafte; 
 
 Alcud our ruin calls; 
 See what a wide and fearful wafte 
 Is made within thy walls ! 
 
 4 Where once thy churches pray'd and fang, 
 
 Thy foe: profanely roar ; 
 Over thy gates their enfigns hang, 
 
 Si J tokens of their pow'r. 
 % Hov? are the feats of worfhip broke I 
 
 They tear thy buildings down, 
 And he who deals the heavieft ftroki, 
 
 Pfucures the chief renown. 
 
 6 With flames they threaten to deftroy 
 
 Thy children in their neft ? 
 ° Come let us burn at ence (they cry) 
 '? The temple and the prieft." 
 
 7 And frill to heighten cur diftrefs, 
 
 Thy prefence is withdrawn ; 
 Thy wonted tigm of pow'r and gract, 
 
PSALM LXXIV. 157 
 
 Thy pow'r and grace are gone. 
 No prophet fpeaks to calm our woes, 
 
 But ail the leers mourn ; 
 There's not a foul among us knows 
 
 The time of thy return. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 How long, eternal God, how long 
 
 Shall men of pride blafpheme ? 
 Shall faints be made their endlefs fcng. 
 
 And bear immortal mame ? 
 ) Canft thou for ever fit and hear 
 
 Thine^hcly name profan'd ? 
 And ftill thy jealoufy forbear ? 
 
 And ftill withhold thy hand ? 
 What ftrange deliv'rance thou haft fhown 
 
 In a^es long before ! 
 And now no Other God we own, 
 
 No other God adore, 
 i Thou didft divide the raging fea, 
 
 By thy rsfiftlefs might, 
 To make thy tribes a wond'rous way, 
 
 And then fecure their flight/ 
 { Is no*^ the world of nature thine ? 
 
 Thedarknefs and the day ? 
 Didft thcu not bid the morning mine, 
 
 And mark the fun his way ? 
 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry coaft, 
 
 And fet the earth its bounds, 
 With furnrner's beat, and winter's froft, 
 
 In their perpetual rounds ? 
 And mall the fons. of earth and duft 
 
 That facred pow'r blafpheme ? 
 Will not thy hand which form'd them full, 
 O 
 
258 PSALM LXXV. 
 
 Avenge thy injur'd name r 
 
 1 6 Think en the cov'nant thou haft made, 
 
 And all thy words of love ; 
 Nor lei the birds of prey invade, 
 And vex thy mourning dove. 
 
 17 Oar foes would triumph in our blood, 
 
 And make our hope their jeft ; 
 , Plead thine own cauTe, almighty God, 
 And give thy children reft. 
 Psalm LXXV. Long Metre. 
 Power and government from God alone. 
 
 1 npO thee, Mod: Holy, and Mod High, 
 
 JL T° thee v Y> e Dr,n g our thankful praife ; 
 Thy works declare thy hand is nigh, 
 Thy works of wonder and of grace. 
 
 2 " To flav'ry doom'd, thy chofen fons 
 " Beheld their foes triumphant rife ; 
 
 " And fore oppreft: by earthly thrones, 
 <c Th:y fought the Sov'reign of the fkies. 
 
 3 <c 'Twas then, great God, with equal pow'f, j 
 u Arofe thy vengeance and thy grace, 
 <c sTofcourge their legions from the.ihQre* 1 
 €t And fave the remnant of thy race." 
 
 4 Let haughty Tinners fink: their pride ; * 
 Nor lift To high their fcornful head ; Jm 
 But lay their rboiifli thoughts afide, 
 
 And own the " empire" God hath made. 
 
 5 Such honour never come by chance, 
 Nor do the winds promotion blow -, 
 'Tis God, the Jud^e, doth one advance j 
 'Tis God who lays another low. 
 
 6. No vain pretence to royal birth, 
 Shall fix a tyrant on the thrones 
 
 I 
 
PSALM LXXVI. i 59 
 
 God, the great Sov'reign of the earth, 
 Will rife and make his juftice known. 
 [His hand holds put the dreadful cup 
 Of vengeance, mix'd with vaiious plagues, ~ 
 To make the wicked drink them up, 
 Wring out, and taftethe bitter dregs. 
 S Now (hall the Lord exalt the juft, 
 And while he tramples en the proud, 
 And lays their glory in the duit, 
 Our lips (ha]] IW his praife aloud. J 
 Psalm LXXVI. Com m on Metre. ' 
 Ifrael fq=ved, and the Ji[[yrians dejiroyed- : or, Gcd'j 
 vengeance againjl. his e;unries proceeds from his 
 c bur oh. 
 
 N Judah God of old was known, 
 Kis name in Ifr'el great ; 
 In, Salem iXcoq his holy throne, 
 And Zion was his feat. 
 
 2 Among the praifes of his faint?, 
 
 His dwelling there he chefe ; 
 There he receiv'd their ju[l complaints 
 Againft their haughty foes.. 
 
 3 From Zion went his dreadful word, 
 
 And broke the threatening fpear : 
 The |ow, the arrow, and the (word, , 
 And crufh'd th' Afjyrian war. 
 
 4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms elfe 3 , 
 
 But mighty hills of prey r 
 The hill on -which Jehovah' dwells, 
 Is glnrious more than they. 
 
 5 'Twas Ziw's King who ilopp'd the breatli 
 
 Of captains and their bands ; 
 The men of might" flept fail in death, 
 
160 PSALM LXXVII. 
 
 And never found their hands. 
 
 6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob\ God, 
 
 Both horfe and chariot fell : 
 Who knows the terrour of thy rod ! 
 Thy vengeance who can tell ? 
 
 7 What powVc^n ftand before thy fight, 
 
 When once thy wrath appears ? 
 
 When heav'n mines round with dreadful 
 
 The earth lies ftill and fears. [light, 
 
 8 WheoGod in his own io\ 'reign ways 
 
 Comes down to fove th' oppreft, 
 The wrath of man (kail work his praife, 
 And he'll Teftrain the reft. 
 
 9 [Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring ; 
 
 Ye princes, fear, his frdwn : 
 His tefroufs (bake the prcudelt king, 
 And cuts an army down. 
 
 10 The thunder of his ihzvp rebuke, 
 
 Oi;r haughty foes (hall feel : 
 Forjfaco&sGdd hath notforfcok, 
 But dwells i:i 'Lion ftili.J 
 
 Psalm LXXVII. ift Peri. Common .Metre.' 
 Melancholy njjhulting, and hope pr&k&tling. 
 
 1 rW\Q God I cry'd with mournful voice 
 
 J[ I Fought his gracious car, 
 In the fz 'I i en 'roubles rof?, ' 
 
 And fili'd my heart w[ith fear. 
 
 2 Sad were my tfavs, and dark my nights, 
 
 My foul refuVd relief; 
 I thought c-:iGnd the jiift and wife, 
 But thoughts i Tief. 
 
 7 Still I complain/d", am! ftill oppfefti 
 My heart began to break : 
 
PSALM LXXVII. iSt 
 
 My God, thy wrath forbad my reft, 
 
 And kept mine eyes awake. 
 4 My overwhelming forrows grew, 
 
 'Til! I could fpeak no more ; 
 Then I within myfelf withdrew, 
 
 And call'd thy judgments o'er. 
 I call'd back years and ancient times- 
 
 When I beheld thy face : 
 My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes 
 
 Which might withhold thy grace. 
 
 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, 
 
 Which I enjoy'd before ; 
 And will the Lord no more be kind ?" 
 His face appear no more ? 
 
 7 Will he ior ever caft me off ? 
 
 His promife ever fail b 
 Has he forgot his tender love ? 
 Shall anger ftill prevail ? 
 
 8 But I forbid this hopelefs thought, 
 
 This dark, defpairing frame, 
 Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought j. 
 Thy hand is ftill the fame. 
 
 9 I'll think again of all thy ways, 
 
 And talk thy wonders o'er, 
 The wonders of recov'ring grace, 
 Whenfkfh could help no mere. 
 .10 Grace dwells with juftice on the throne;- 
 And men who love thy word, 
 Have in thy fancluary mown 
 The counfds of the Lord. 
 Psalm LXXVII. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Gcmfort derived from ancient providences : or, Ifrael 
 Mi-vend from Egypt, and brought to Canaa&» 
 O 2 
 
i6z PSALM LXXVfl. 
 
 1 M T" TO-V awful is thy chatVningrod ; 
 
 j t (May thine own children fay) 
 " The great, the wife, the dreadful God I 
 " How holy is his way !" 
 
 2 I'll meditate his works of old ; 
 
 (The King who reigns above) 
 I'll hear his ancient wonders told, 
 And learn to trult hi? love. 
 
 3 Long did the houfe of Jofeph lie 
 
 With Egypt's yoke oppreft ; 
 Long he delay'd to hear their cry, 
 Nor gave his people reft. 
 
 4 The fons of good old Jacob feem'd 
 
 Abandon'd to their foes ; 
 But his almighty arm redeem'd 
 The nation which he chofe. 
 
 5 Ifr'el, his people and his fheep, 
 
 Mult follow where he calls ; 
 He bade them venture through the deep, 
 And made the waves their walls. 
 
 6 The waters fawthee, mighty God, 
 
 The waters law thee come ! 
 Backward they fled, and frighted ftood, 
 To make thine armies room. 
 
 7 Strange was thy journey through thefea ; 
 
 Thy footfteps, Lord, unknown* 
 Terrors attend the wond'rous way 
 Which brings thy mercies down. 
 
 8 [Thy voice, with terror in the found, 
 
 Through clouds and darknefs broke ; 
 All heav'n in light'ning (hone around, 
 And earth with thunder (hook ! 
 
 9 Thine arrows through the fky were hurl'd 
 
PSALM LXXVIII. 1 6s 
 
 How gloriaus is the Lord ! 
 Surprife and trembling feizM the world, 
 And his Own faints ador'd. 
 [0 He gave them water from the rock, - 
 And kfe> by Mefes' hand, 
 Through a dry defart led his flock \ 
 Home to the promis'd land.] 
 ?salm LXXVIII. if Part. Common Metre. 
 Providences of God recorded : or, pious education? 
 
 and infiruciisn of children. 
 
 £ "J" ET children hear the mighty deeds 
 
 L/ Which God perform'd of old j 
 
 Which in our younger years we faw, 
 
 And which our fathers told. 
 He bids us make his glories known ; 
 (His works of pow'r and grace) 
 And we'll convey his wonders down 
 
 Through ev'ry rifing race. 
 Our lips (halS tell thejn tocur.fons. 
 
 And they again to theirs, 
 That generations yet unborn, 
 
 May teach them to their heirs. 
 Thus mall they learn, in God alone 
 
 Their hope fecurely ftands, 
 That they may ne'er ferget his works, 
 But pr^c~life his commands. 
 Psalm LXXVIII. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 [fraelV rebellion and puni/kment : or, the fins and 
 
 chafiifements of God's people. 
 I f~\ WHA I a itifF rebellious houfs 
 \^f Was Jacob's ancient race ! 
 Fane to cheir own rr.oft folemn vows, 
 And to their Maker's grace, 
 
j 64 PSALM LXXVIIT. 
 
 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, 
 
 And did his laws defpife, 
 Forgot the works he wrought to prove 
 His pow'r before their eyes. 
 
 3 They faw the plagues on Egypt light, 
 
 From his avenging hand ; 
 What dreadful tokens of his might 
 Spread o'er the ftubborn land! 
 
 4 They faw him cleave the mighty fea, 
 
 And march'd in fafety through, 
 With wat'ry walls to guard their way, 
 'Till they had 'fcap'd the foe. 
 
 5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, 
 
 Cornpos'd of made and light ; 
 By day it prov'da fheh'ring cloud, 
 A leading fire by night. 
 
 6 He from the rock their thirft fupply'd $ 
 
 The guming waters fell, 
 And ran in rivers by their fide, 
 A conftant miracle. 
 
 7 Yet they provok-'d the Lord molt high, 
 
 And dar'd diftruft his hand : 
 « c Can he with bread our heft fupply 
 " Amidft this defart land f" 
 
 8 The Lord with indignation heard, 
 
 And caus'd his wrath to flame ; 
 His terrors ever ftand prepar'd 
 To vindicate his name. 
 Psalm LXXVIII. ^d Part. Com. Metre. 
 ¥ke punijhment cf luxury and intemperance : or. 
 
 chajiifement and falvatien. 
 1 "ITfHEN y/rV/Jnis, ihe Lord reproves, 
 y V And fills their hearts with dread 
 
PSALM LXXV1II. 165 
 
 Yetheforgiyes the men he loves, 
 And fends them heav'niy bread. 
 
 2 He fed thtm with a lib'ral band, 
 
 And made his treafures known ; 
 Ke gave the midnight clsuds command 
 To pour proviiioh down. 
 
 3 The manna, like a morning fhovv'r, 
 
 Lay thick around their feet ; 
 The corn of heav'n, i'o light, fo pure, 
 As though 'twere angels' meat. 
 
 4 But they in murm 'ring language faid, 
 
 " Manna is all our feait : 
 " We loathe this light, this airy bread; 
 
 #K We rnuft have fgfh to tafte," 
 ; 5 " Yefnail have ilefh to pleaie your lull/* 
 
 The Lord in wrath reply'd ; 
 And fent then quails, like fand or duft> 
 
 Heap'd up from fide to fide. 
 
 6 He gave them all their own dellre ; 
 
 And greedy as they fed, 
 His vengeance burnt with fee ret fire, 
 And fmote the rebels dead. 
 
 7 When, {bote were (lain, the reft retum'd, 
 
 And fought the Lord with tears ; 
 Under. the rod they fear'd and mourn'd. 
 But foon forgot their fears. 
 
 8 Oft he chaftis'd, and jftiU forgave, 
 
 'Till by his gracious hand, 
 The nation he refolv'd to fave, 
 PofTefs'd the prom''s'dl?nd. 
 Psalm LXX VIII. Long Metre. 
 Backfliding and forgzvenefs ; or, fin punzjhed, and 
 faints fayed, 
 
, 
 
 i66 PSALM LXXX. 
 
 1 /">J RE AT God, how oft did IJrael prove 
 \JJf By turns thine anger and thy love ! 
 There in a glafs our hearts may Tee 
 
 How fickle and hov/ falfe th*y be. 
 
 2 H»w foon- the faith lefs Jews forgot 
 
 The dreadful wonders God had wrought \ 
 Then they provoke him to his face, 
 Nor fear his pow'r, nor trail his grace. 
 
 3 The -Lerd confum'd their years in pain, 
 And made their travels long and vain ; 
 
 A tedious march, through unknown ways, 
 Wore cut their ftrength,atid (pent their days. 
 
 4 Oft when they faw their brethren lla-in. 
 They mourn' d and fought the Lord again : 
 Call'd him the rock of their abode, 
 Their high Redeemer, and their God. 
 
 5 Their prayrs and vows before him rife 
 As flatting words, or folemnlies, 
 While their rebellious tempers prove 
 Falfe to his cov'nantand his love. 
 
 6 Yet did his fov'reign grace forgive 
 The men who ne'er deferv'd to live 5 
 His anger oft away he turn'd, 
 
 Or elie with gentle flame it bum'd. 
 
 7 He faw their flefh was weak and frail, 
 He faw temptations (till prevail : 
 The God of Abraham lov'd them ftill, 
 And led them to his h#lv hill. 
 
 Psalm LXXX. 'Long Metre. 
 The church's prayer under affliction : or, the vine- 
 yard of God ivafted. 
 I /^>REAT Shepherd ©f thine Ifracl, 
 
 Who didft between the cherubs dwell, 
 
 G 
 
PSALM LXXX. 167 
 
 And led the tribes, thy chofen flieep, 
 Safe through the defart and the deep, 
 a.Thy c&ofeh is in the dsfarr now, 
 
 Shine -tch; c n biigj6 an d guide it through $ 
 
 ky.love reftore, 
 WeVfbail he ■ vi .'■ ■ >re. 
 
 Great G ^; torn b -. *-bey, 
 
 How long fna!l w?e lament and pray. 
 And w:>i< in vairi v ? 
 
 How long ihs.Il thy fie: ; afl vrn? 
 
 InRead of wine and * : - - erfd .:- :;i, - 
 Thy (aims with their own tears are fed 5 
 Tura us to thee, thy i<?v'e reftsre, 
 We {hail be lav'd, and figh no more. 
 
 PAUSE I. 
 
 Haft th@u not planted with thy bands 
 A lovely vine in Heathen lands ? 
 Did n«t thy pow'r defend it round,"* 
 And hear'nly dews enrich the ground? 
 How did the fpreadtng branches fhoot, - 
 And blefs the nations with the fruit ! 
 But bow, dear Lord* look down and fee 
 Thy msurning vine, that lovely tree. 
 Why is its beauty thus defae'd ? 
 Why haft then laid her fences warte ? 
 Strangers and foes againft her join, 
 And ev'ry bead devours the viae. 
 Return, almighty God, return ; 
 Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : 
 Turn us to thee, thy lave re&ore, 
 We fiiall be fav'd, and figh no more. 
 
 pause 11. 
 L®rd, when this vine in Canaan grew, 
 
i£? PSALM LXXXI. 
 
 Thou waft its ftrersgth and glory too 
 Attack'd in vain by all its foes, 
 'Till the fair Branch of promife rofe. 
 io F.-iir B'.3 ^ch, qrqajp'd of old to (hoot 
 From Dav'uPs /lock, from ^Jacob's root ; 
 Himfelfa noble Vine, and we 
 Theleffer branches of <the Tree. 
 
 11 vTis thy own Sun, and he (hall Hand 
 Girt with thy ftrength at thy right hand ; 
 Thy Stft-bbrn Son, adorn'd and bleft 
 With pQw'f and grace above the reft. 
 
 12 O ! for his fakttattend our cry, 
 Shine on thy churches left they die; 
 Turn us to thee, thy love reftore, 
 We fhaii be fav'd, and fi?h no more. 
 
 Psalm LXXXL "Short Metre. 
 The warnings of Gcd to bis people) or,fpiritual 
 blejfings and punifJomets. 
 
 1 Q1NG to ihe Ldrd slowd, 
 jj) And make a joyful ncife ; 
 
 God is our Ittength^ eur SrAiioui* God ; 
 Lei Ijfel hear his voice. 
 
 2 " From vile idolatry, 
 
 ei Preferve my worfhip clean ; 
 «* I am the Lord who fetthee free 
 <c From fiav'ty and from fin. 
 
 3 " Stretch thy defires abroad, 
 
 " And I'll fuppiy them well ; 
 a But if ye will refufeyour God, 
 * c li Ifrcl will rebel : 
 
 4 " I y il leave them, faith the Lord, 
 
 cc To their own luft a prey, 
 t£ And let them run the dang'rous road, 
 
PSALM LXXXII, LXXXIII. i% 
 
 H *Tis their own chofen way. 
 
 5 '* Yer, O that all my faints 
 
 " Would hearken to my voice; 
 
 44 Soon I would eafe their fore complaints, 
 
 " And bid their hearts rejoice. 
 
 6 " While I deftroy'd their foes, 
 
 « I'd richly ked my flock, 
 li And they fhould tafte the ftream which 
 " ¥*$m their eternal Rock." [flows 
 Psalm LXXXII. Long Metre. 
 W the fupr-emeGthvernGur : or, magiftrates warned* 
 
 AMONG th' affemblies of the greatj 
 A greater Ruler takes his feat ; 
 The Gcd of heav'n, as Judge, furveys 
 Thofe gods on earth, and all th-ir ways* 
 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ? 
 Or v?hy fupport th J unrighteous caufe ? 
 When will you one* defend the poor, 
 That firmers vex the faints no more ? 
 They know not, Lord, nor will they know l 
 Dark are the ways in which they go ; 
 Their name of earthly gods is vain, 
 For th~y dial! fall and die like men. 
 . At ife, O Lord, and let thy Son 
 
 Poffefs his univerfal throne, 
 j And rule the nations with his rod, 
 He b our Jui/evarvd he our God. 
 Psalm LXXXIII. Short Metre. 
 J complaint again ft perfecutors. 
 j /i ND will tile God (4 grace 
 
 X"\. Perpetual illencg keep ? 
 The God of juftice hold his peace., 
 
ifo PSALM LXXXlV, 
 
 And let his vengeance deep ? 
 
 2 Behold what cjrf.d fnares 
 
 The men oi 'mifchief fur^a : 
 Themtn who hateti\ faints and thee, 
 Lift up their threai'ning head. 
 
 3 Agatnft thy hidden ones 
 
 Their eounfels meyemplcv, 
 And malice, y* ith her watchful eye, 
 PuHuih them to deftroy. 
 
 4 The noble and the bafe 
 
 into rhy piftures leap ; 
 The lion and the (lupid af« 
 
 C »nfpire to vex thy fheep. 
 
 5 <• Come, let u join, they cry, 
 
 M To root them from the ground, 
 " ' Fill cot the name of faints remain, 
 " Ncr mem'ry fhall be found." 
 
 6 Awake, almighty God, 
 
 And call thy wrath to mind ; 
 Girethem, hke foretfs, to the fire, 
 
 Or Oubble to the wind. 
 j Convince their madnefs, Lord, 
 
 And make them feek thy name : 
 Or elfe the?r flubborn nge confound, 
 
 That they may die in fhame. 
 8 Then (hall the nations know 
 
 Thar glorioir, dreadful word % 
 "Jehovah I — is thy name alone, 
 
 And thru the faVreigri L rd. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIV. if Part. LongMt 
 The pletLj'ure of public twjhip. 
 l TJQV pleafant, how divinely fair, 
 £j[ O Lord of hofts, thy dwellings at 
 
PSALM LXXXIV. 171 
 
 With !on c fibiixc my fpirit famts 
 To meet th' ailemfelies of thy feints. 
 My fteib would reft in th ; ne abode, 
 My pasting heart cries out for God ; 
 My Go'^ my King, why jfhould I be 
 S far from ail my joys and thee ? 
 The fparrow chuffs where to reft, 
 And for her jbt: fig 'provides a neft ; 
 Btit will my G->d to fparrows grant 
 Th it pieafure which his children want.: 
 \. B tr't , re the faints who fit on highj 
 A. und thy throne of maj^fH ; 
 Thy brightefl glories ihias above, 
 And all their work: is prajjferand love « 
 
 5 B'eil are the [X»uls who find £ place 
 Within the temple of 'thy grac* ', 
 There they behold thygemier rays, 
 Ani feek "thy face, and learn thy pratfe* 
 
 6 Bk-ff are the men vvhf fe hearts are (Vt- 
 To §1 d t r -e vvay to Zlons gate ; 
 
 £rod is their frrength j and through the road 
 They lean upon their helper, God. 
 
 j Cheerful they walk with growing ttrength a 
 'Till all fail! meet in heav'u at length j 
 'Till all before thy face appear, 
 And join in nobler worfhip there. 
 
 Psalm LXXX1V. zd Part. Long Metre. 
 God and his church : or, grace and g?cry, 
 
 t /^|R£AT God, attend while ZUjtJttigs, 
 \JfThe joy that from thy pretence fpj ings$ 
 To fpend one day with thee on earth, 
 Exceeds a thouknd days of mirth. 
 
 2 Might I enjoy the rneaneft placs 
 
j $4 PSALM LXXXIV. 
 
 Within thy houfe, O God of grace, 
 Not tents of eafe, nor thrones of p w'r, 
 Sh» bid tempc my ted to leave thy door. 
 2 G d Is otu funj he makes our day : 
 God is our ftiieldj he guards our way 
 From all th' aflauhs of hell and fin, 
 Frcm foes without, and foes within. 
 
 4 AH needful grape will God' bellow, 
 And crown chat grace with glory too ! 
 He gives us a 1 -! things, and withholds 
 No real good from upri|ht®kiis. 
 
 5 O God, our King, whole fov'reign fway 
 The glorious noils of heav'o. obey, 
 And devils at thy prefer.ce.flee, 
 Blefi: is the man who trurts in thee. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIV/ Common Metre. 
 Parapferafed. 
 Delight in ordinances ofnaorjbip : or, God pre/cut 
 in bis churche* . 
 
 1 Tfc yC Yfoul, how lovely is the place 
 xV..L ^o whkh thv God reforts ! 
 'Tis heav'n to fee his fmiling face, 
 
 Though in his earthly court?. 
 
 2 Tl;ere the great Monarch of the fkies 
 
 H:~ favifcig pow'r £ifgliys ; 
 And light breaks in upon our eyes, 
 With kind and qvick'ning .rays. 
 
 3 With his rich gift,* the beaVnly Dove 
 
 Defcends and nils the place. 
 While Cbrifi reveals his vvond'rcus lov 
 And meds abroad his grace. 
 
 4 There, mighty God, thy words deckrc 
 
 The fecrets of thy will j 
 
PSALM LXXXIV. 17} 
 
 And Prill we leek thy mercies there, 
 And fing thy praiies (till. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 My heart and rlcih cry out for thee, 
 
 While far from thine abode ; 
 When ihall I tread thy courts, and fee 
 
 My Saviour and my God ?' 
 The fparrow builds herfeif a nefi:, 
 
 And fufrers no remeve ; 
 
 make me, like the fparrow, bled, 
 To dwell but where 1 love. 
 
 To lit one day beneath thine eye. 
 
 And hear thy gracious voice, 
 Exceeds a whole eternity 
 
 Employ 'd in carnal joys. 
 Lord, at thy threm/ild LwGuId wait 
 
 While Jefus is .within, 
 Rather than fill a thrcne of ftate, 
 
 Or live in tents of frri. 
 Could 1 command the fpacieuf land, 
 
 And the more bound Jefs fea, 
 Fer one bleft hour at thy right hand 
 
 I'd give th^rn both away. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIV. Particular Metre, 
 Longing for ihg houfi of God. 
 
 1 1 ORD' of the- worids above, 
 JL/ How p'eafant and how fair 
 The dwellings ot thy love, 
 Thine earthly temples are \ 
 
 To thine abode 
 My heart afpires, 
 With warm cefire?, \ 
 
 T@ fee my God, 
 2% 
 
2 
 
 PSALM LXXXVL 
 
 The (par row tor her young, 
 With pleafure feeks a ncft, 
 And Wand ring fwaliows long 
 To find their wanted reft : 
 
 My fpirit taints, 
 
 With equal zeal, 
 
 To rife and dwell 
 
 Among thy faints. 
 
 3 O happy fouls who pray, 
 Where God appoints to hear I 
 O happy men who pay 
 Their conftant fervice there I 
 
 They praife thee (till ; 
 And happy they 
 Who love the way 
 To Zion's hill. 
 
 4 They go from ftrenoth to frrengtru 
 Through this dark vale of tears, 
 'Til! each arrive? at length j 
 
 'Till each in heav'n appears. 
 O glorious feat, 
 When God our King 
 Shall thither bring 
 Our willing feet t 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 To fpend one focred day 
 Where Giid and faints abide, 
 Affords diviner joy 
 
 Than thoufand days befide j 
 Where God refort?, 
 I Jove it more 
 T« keep the door, 
 Than fhine in courts, 
 
PSALM LXXXV. i.7S 
 
 6 God is our fun and fbield, 
 Our light ami our defence ; 
 With gifts- his hands are fl'l'di, 
 We draw o.ur bieflings thence. 
 He CM beftow 
 On Jacob's race, 
 Peculiar grace, 
 And glory too. 
 j The Lord his people loves : 
 His hand no good withholds 
 From thofe his heart approves, 
 Fr©m pure and pious fouls ; 
 * Thrice happy he, 
 O God of hQil<. 5 
 Whofe fpirit tru&s 
 Alone in thee. 
 Psalm LXXXV. lft Part. Long Metre. 
 Waiting for an anfwer to prayer : cr, deliverance 
 begun and conipleated. 
 X T ORD, thou haft call' J thy grace tomind r 
 1 j Thou ha<ft revers'd eur heavy doom i 
 Si God forgave rrhen Ifrel finn'd, 
 And brought his wand'ring captives home* 
 
 2 .Thou haft begins to fet u> free, 
 
 And make thy fierce!! wrath abate : 
 Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee, 
 And thy falvation be complete. 
 
 3 Revive our dying graces, L rd, 
 And let thy faints in thee rejoice 5 
 Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word * 9 
 We w«it for praife to tune our voice. 
 
 q. We wait to hear what God will fay ; 
 He'll fpeak> md give fris people peace ; 
 

 i 7 6 PSALM LXXXV, LXXXVI. 
 
 Bit let them run no more aftray, 
 Lsft his returning wrath increafe. 
 Psalm LXXXV. id Part v Long Metre. 
 Salvation by Chrift. 
 
 i QALVAIiON is tor ever nigh 
 
 j.3 The fouls who fear 2nd truft the Lord i, 
 And grace descending from on high, 
 Frrfh hopes of glory (hail afford. 
 
 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, 
 
 Since Chrift thcLord came down Irom heav'nr 
 By his obedience 10 complete, 
 Tuftice is pleas'J, and pe^ce is giv'n. 
 
 g Now truth and honour (hall abound, 
 Religion dwell on earth again, 
 And heav'ivy influence blefs the ground. 
 In our Rcdcfemer'ifgentlc reign. 
 
 4. His righteoufnefs is gone before, 
 To give us free accefs to God : 
 Qur wandfring feet (hall ftray no more, 
 But mark hi fteps, and keep the road. 
 Psalm LXXXVL Common Metre. 
 A general Jong of prat fe to God. • 
 
 1 A ivi >N(j the pnfice-, earthly gods, 
 jfj^, There's none hath po\w divine ; 
 N>>r is their nature, mighty Lord, 
 
 Nor are their work? like thine 
 
 2 The nations mou haft-made;, <li-.ll bring. 
 
 Their ofFiin^s round fhy thr»ne j 
 For thou a! on?: d >ft wond'rous things. 
 For thou art G^d ak>ne. 
 
 3 Lord, I would walk with holy f^et ; 
 
 Teach nie thine heavenly ways, 
 Arjd my psor, fcatter'd thoughts unite 
 
- PSALM LXXXVII, LXXXIX. 177 
 
 In God my Fathers praife. 
 ^ Great is thy mercy, and my tongue 
 Shall thole fvveet wonders tell, 
 H<sw by thy grace my Bhfeiifg foul 
 
 Role ffum the deeps ©rhell, 
 ' Psalm LXXXVII. Long Metre. 
 The church the birth-place of the faint 1. : cr, Jcnxs 
 and Gentile fu^ited in the Chrijiian charch. 
 
 1 g^\ Op in his earthly temple lays 
 \JT Foundations for his heav'nly praife : 
 He likes the tents oCfacob well. 
 
 But (till In Zion loves to dwell. 
 
 2 His mercy vihts ev'ry houfe 
 
 Which j$ys ks njg$jf and morning vows ; 
 
 Butm*«kes a more delightful ftay 
 
 Where churches meet to praife and pray. 
 
 3 What glories were dei'crib'd of old ! 
 What wonders are of Zicn told ! 
 Thou city of our Gvd below, 
 
 Thy fame (hall Tyre ^r: 6 Egypt know. 
 I Egypt. a«3 Ty 7 *** ao ^ Greek zni J&W) 
 
 Shall th«rc begin their lives anew ; 
 
 Angels and men (bail Join to fmg 
 
 The hin where living waters fpring. 
 5 When Goi makes up his lad account 
 
 Of natives in his holy mount,- 
 
 'Twill be ail honour to appear 
 
 As one ne^-bfttn, or nourilh'd there. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIX. if Part. Long Metre. 
 The covenant made with Chriil: : cr, the true David* 
 I TT^GR eVer (hat] my long record 
 
 J/ The truth and mercy of the Lord., 
 
 Mercy snd truth for ever iiand 
 
i*8 PSALM LXXXIX. 
 
 Like heav'n, eftablifh'd by hi* h?nd. 
 
 a Thus to iiis Son he i«v-. re, and faid, 
 i4 With thee my ov'nan: firit is made %, 
 " In thee fhali dying iiimers live t 
 w G! >ry and i>race are thine to give. 
 
 3 " Be thou my Prophet, thou my Prieft * 
 C( Thy children ftiall be ever blefi ; 
 c< Th u an my thoferi Kin^, thy throne 
 " S .all ftand eternal like my owni 
 
 4. u ^There's r.ortecf ail my fohs above, 
 u S^ much my ita&gjt or my Me \ 
 « Cj. ill il powers thy fuhjvd- are ; 
 " Xhvn what can earth to thee e< n :- r e ? 
 
 5 fi David, my ferv at$, whom Ichofe 
 " To ^uard my fl >ck, vo crufh ra s', 
 " And rais'd him to the Jjwiih : . -, 
 u Was but a flv.*dow of rnv Son." 
 
 6 N >w let trie church rejoice and fiiig 
 jf*/tfj her Sivi'-ur ana h:r King ; 
 Angers hits-neav > nly wonders lhow, 
 And faints cVHare his work^ b In-w 
 
 Psalm LXXXiX. if? Part.- Common Metre. 
 7 be fuiihfulnefs of GW. 
 
 1 li ft f nevei -ceiling (eng* ihal! (how 
 JL V A r^> mercies c f the Lord ^ 
 Ann .;;ake Succeeding a^es know 
 
 How faitttfy is his word". 
 
 2 The lacrvu truths hi> lips pronounce, 
 
 S 'ii; firm as heav'n endure ; 
 An I if he Ipeuk a pmi^yie once, 
 CV eternal grace is fare. 
 3 How long the race of David held 
 The pruims'c J^wua ihroue ! 
 
PSALM LXXXIX. i?g 
 
 But there's ? nobler ccvfnani feal'd 
 Co Davld\ greater S-.-r:. 
 4 Hissed for ev^r fha!! poffcft 
 A throne above the ikies ; 
 The ftiteafic$ fa bj.ct -if his grace 
 Shaii to that gloty rife. 
 j[ Lord God of holts, tl:v vvond'rous ways 
 Are fung by faint? above ; 
 And ulnts on earth their honours raife 
 Torhv un^Hangin? 'nve. 
 Psalm LXXXIX. zd Part. Common Metre* 
 \Tbe peiver and majejly cf God : or, referential 
 nvorjbip. 
 
 1 II TITH «uw iUice let the faints appear, 
 
 VV And b° w before the Lord, 
 His nigh commands with rev'rence hear^ 
 And tremble at his word. 
 
 2 H >w terrible thy glories rife ! 
 
 How br'ght thy beauties (lime ! 
 Where is the pew *r with tftes tbjafe vies f 
 
 Or truth *"Ooipar'd with thine ? 
 .3 The northern pole, and fouthern reft 
 
 On thy fupporting hand ; 
 D*rknefs and day, from eair. to weft 
 
 Move round at thy command. 
 
 4 Thy word the raging wind- controul, 
 
 And rule the boitVrous deep : 
 Thou mak'ft the (Lsping billows roll, 
 The rolling billows deep. 
 
 5 Heav n, earth, and air, and fea are thine 1 * 
 
 And the dark world of hell ; 
 How did thine arm in vengeance fhine) 
 When Egypt duril rebel. 
 
4 8o PSALM LXXXIX. 
 
 6 Juftice and judgment are thy throne, 
 Yet wcnc'rous is thy ^race : 
 While truth and mercy join'd in one, 
 Invite u? near thy tttt. 
 Psalm LXXXIX. 3d Part. Common Metre. 
 
 A blejfed gofpd. 
 I TJLEST arc ttt fouls who hear and know 
 J3 The gofpfl's joyful (®und ; v 
 Peace fhall attend the paths they go, 
 And light their iteps furro'und. 
 a Thvir joy (hall bear their fpirits up, 
 Through their Redeemer's name ; 
 Hh righteoufnefs exalts their hope, 
 Nor Satan dares condemn. 
 .3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 
 Strength and falvation gives : 
 IJr'el, thy Km^ ibz ever reigns, 
 Tfcy God for ever lives. 
 
 Psalm LXXXIX. qth Part. Common Metre. 
 Ch-rift'i mediatorial kingdom : or, bis divine and 
 human t.ature. 
 
 1 TJEAR what the Lird in vifion faid, 
 
 And made his mercy known j 
 11 Smnew, behold, your help is laid 
 " On my almighty Son." 
 
 2 Beh id the Man my vvifdorn chofe 
 
 Among your mortal race; 
 His head my holy oil o'erflows, 
 The fpiritofmy grace. 
 
 3 HighJhall he-reign on David 1 * throne, 
 
 Mv people's better King ; 
 My arm fhall beat his rivals down, 
 And ftill new fubjects bring. 
 
PSALM LXXXIX. i8» 
 
 4 My truth (hall guard him in his way, 
 
 With mzvcy by his fide, 
 While in my name o'er earth and fea 
 He fhall in triumph ride. 
 
 5 Me for his Father and his God, 
 
 He (hall forever own, 
 Call me his Roclc, his high abode, 
 "And I'll fupport my Son. 
 
 6 My firft-born Son, array'd in grace, 
 
 At my right hand fhalllit ; 
 Beneath him angels know their place, 
 And monarchs at his feet. 
 
 7 My cov *nant ftands for ever faft, 
 
 My promifes are ftrong ; 
 Firm 'as the heav'ns his throne fhall laft, 
 His feed endure as long. 
 PfALM LXXXIX. yh Part. Com. Metre. 
 ^The covenant of grace unchangeable ; or, ajjli&iQK 
 
 without reje&ion. 
 I "\7"ET (faith-the Lord) \i David's race, 
 j[ The children of my Son, 
 Should break my laws, ebufe my grace, 
 And tempt mine anger down: 
 1 Theij" fins Til vifit with the rod, 
 And make their fptlj (mart ; 
 But!'; hot ceafeto betfeietr Gad, 
 Nor from my truth depart. 
 
 3 My co *nant I will ne*ej revcke >L . 
 
 But keep my grace in mind ; 
 And wh<t eternal love hath fpoke, 
 Eternal truth ihali bind. 
 
 4 Once have I f worn -(I need no more) 
 
 And pledg'd my hoiinefs, 
 
IS* PSALM LXXXIX. 
 
 To feal the facred prcmife furc 
 To David&nd his race, 
 
 5 The fun (hall fee his offspring rife*, 
 
 And fpread from fea to fea, 
 Long as he travels round t'-}e Ikies, 
 To give the nations day. 
 
 6 Sure as the moon which rules the night, 
 
 His kingdom (hall endure, 
 *Till the fix'd laws of iliade and light 
 Shall be ohferv'd no more. 
 Psalm LXXXIX. id Part. Long Metre. 
 Mortality and hope. 
 A Funeral Pfalm. 
 I "U EMEMBER, Lord, our mortal (late, 
 |\ How frail our life, how fhort the date I 
 Where is the man who draws his breath 
 Safe from difeafe-, fecure from death ? 
 a Lord, while wefee "whole nations die, 
 Our flefh and fenfe repine and cry, 
 u Muft death for ever rage and reign ? 
 41 Or haft thou made mankind in vaiH? 
 
 3 " Where is thy promife to the juit ? 
 
 " Are not thy fervants turn'd to duft ?* 
 But faith forbids thefe mournful fighs, 
 And fees the fleeping dbft arife. 
 
 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, 
 Wipes the reproach of faints away, 
 And clears the honour of thy word, 
 A W2ke our fouls, and blefs the Lord. 
 
 Ps alm LXXXIX. Particular Metre. 
 Life, death, *"d the refurreBio*. 
 1 /TpHiNK, mighty God, on feeble man ! 
 J, How few bis h©wrs, how fhort hit fpan, 
 
PSALM XC. 1S3 
 
 Short from the cradle to the grave , 
 Who can fecure his vital breath 
 Againft the bold demands of death, 
 
 With (kill to fly, or pow'r to fave I 
 Lord, fhali it be for ever (aid, 
 te The race of man was osly made 
 
 " For ficknefs, forrow and ths du£- ?" 
 Are not thy fervants day by day 
 Sent t© their graves,' and turn'd to clay ? 
 Lord, where's thy kindnefs to the juft f 
 5 Haft thou not promis'd to thy Son 
 And all his feed, an heav'nly crowa f 
 
 But fiefli and fenfe indulge defpair : 
 For ever blefled be the Lord, 
 " That faith can read his "jholy word... 
 
 And find a refurrecVion there. 
 j. For ever blefled be'theLord, 
 Who gives his faints a long reward, 
 
 For all their toil, repnach and pain 3 
 Let all below, and all above, 
 Join to proclaim thy wond'rous love. 
 And each repeat a loud Amen. 
 Psalm XC. Long Metre. 
 Man mortal, and God eternal. 
 A mournful fong at a funeral. 
 
 1 rf^HROUGH evVv age, eternal G«d, 
 
 Thou art our reft, our faf« abo^e : 
 High was tfyy throne ere heav'n was made, 
 Or earth, thy humble footftool, laid. 
 
 2 Long hadft thou reign'd ere time began, 
 0r duft was faihion'd to a man ; 
 
 And long thy kingdom, (hail endure, 
 When earth and time fliall bsjoo more*. 
 
s$4 PSALM XC. 
 
 3 Bat man, weak man, is born to die, 
 Ma'Je up of guilt and vanity ; 
 
 Thy dreadful fentence, Lord, was juft— 
 " Return, ye miners, to your duft/' 
 
 4 [A ihoufand of our years amount 
 Scarce to a d :.y, in thiae account, 
 Like yefterday's departed light, 
 Or the laft watch of ending >'ight.] 
 
 PAL'oE. 
 
 5 Death, like an overflowing ftream, 
 Sweeps us away ; cur life's a dream ; 
 An empty tals ; a morning flow'r, 
 Cut down and wither'd in an hour. 
 
 6 [Our *ge to feventy years is fet : 
 
 How fh.rt the term ! how frail the flate ? 
 
 And if to eighty we arrive, 
 
 We Father fign and groan, than live. 
 
 j But O! how oft thy wrath appears, 
 A.;d cuts off our expected years ! 
 Thy wrath awakes our humble dre^r! : 
 "VWfe?r the po"W*r which ftrikes us dead. J 
 
 8 Feach us, O Lord, hew frail is man ; 
 Ar I kindly lengthen out our fpan, 
 'Till a wife care of piety 
 Fit u^ to die, and dwell with thee. 
 
 Psalm XC. \fi Part. Common Metre. 
 
 Man frail, and God tternal. 
 \ /^\ rT R Gpd, oar neip in ages paftj 
 V,^ Our nope for years to come, 
 Ou; me iter from the iiormy blalt. 
 And our eternal home. 
 2 Under the fhartow of my throne, 
 Thy faints have dweit fecure, 
 
FSA'L.M XC. 585 
 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is fure. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order flood, 
 
 Or earth receiv'd her frame, 
 
 From everlafting thou art GOD, 
 
 To endiefs years the fame. 
 
 4 Thy word commands cur flefh to duft, 
 
 " Return, yefons ©f men ;" 
 All nations rofe from earth at fir ft, 
 And turn to earth again. 
 
 5 A thoufand ages, in thy fight, 
 
 Are like an ev'ning gone j 
 Short as the watch which ends the night 
 Before the rifing fun. 
 
 6 The bufy tribes of flefh and blood, 
 
 With all their lives aiad cares* 
 Are carryM downwards by the flood, 
 And loft in 'foil' wing years. 
 *j Time, like an ever-roiling ftrearn, 
 Bears all its ions away ; 
 They fly, forgotten as a dream 
 Dies at the opening day. ' 
 
 8 Like flow'ry fields the nations Hand, 
 
 Pleas'd with the morning light : 
 The fiow r rs beneath the mower's hand ? 
 Lie with'ring ere 'tis night. J 
 
 9 Our God, our help in ages pa ft, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Be thou our guard while troubles laf% 
 
 And our eternal home. 
 Psalm XC. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Infirmities and mortality the ejfe£l of fin : or, lift?, 
 old age, and preparation for death, 
 
1 86 PSALM XC. 
 
 1 * ORD, if thine eyes furvey our faults, 
 
 i j And jullice grow fevere, 
 Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thought?, 
 And burns beyond our fear. 
 
 2 Thine anger turns our frame to duft ; 
 
 By one offence to thee, 
 Adam with all his fons have loft 
 Their immortality. 
 
 3 Life, like a vain amufement flies* 
 
 A fable or a fong ; 
 Byfwift degrees our nature dies, 
 Nor can our joys belong. 
 
 4 'Tis but a few whofe days amoant 
 
 To threcfcore years and ten ; 
 And all beyond that fhort account 
 Is forrow, toil, and pain. 
 
 5 [Our vitals, with laborious ftrife> 
 
 Bear up the crazy load, 
 And drag thofe poor remains of life 
 Along the tirefome road.] 
 
 6 Almighty God, reveal thy lovey 
 
 And not thy wrath alone ; 
 O let our fweet experience prove 
 The mercies of thy throne. 
 
 7 Our fouls would learn the heav'nly art 
 
 T' improve the hours we have, 
 That we may a6fc the wifer part, 
 And live beyond the grave. 
 Psalm XC. 2d Part. Common Metre; 
 Breathing after heaven . 
 I TQ ETURN,U God of love, return* 
 J^ Earth is a tirefome place ; 
 How long (hall wc, thy children, mourn 
 
psalm xe. iSy 
 
 Our abfenee from thy face ? 
 
 2 Let heav'n fucceed our painful years, 
 
 Let fin and forrow ceafe ; 
 
 And in proportion to our tears, 
 
 So make our joys increafe. 
 
 3 Thy wonders to thy fervants fliovv, 
 
 Make thy own work complete ; 
 Then fhail our fouls thy glory know, 
 And own thy love was great. 
 
 4 Then mall we fhine before thy throng 
 
 In all thy beauty, Lord ; 
 And the poor fervice we have done r 
 Meet a divine reward. 
 
 Psalm XC. Short Metre. 
 ? he frailty and Jhortnefs of 'life, 
 
 1 T ORD, what a feeble piece 
 
 \..j Is this our mortal frame ! 
 Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
 
 Which fcarce deferves the nsmcl 
 
 2 Alas I 'twas brittle clay 
 
 Which built our bodies firft X 
 And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day 
 'Tis.mouldYmg back to duft. 
 
 3 Our moments fly apace, 
 
 Nor will our minutes ftay $, 
 Juft like a flood our hafty days 
 Arefweeping us away. 
 
 4 Well, if our days mud fly, 
 
 We'll keep their end in fight ; 
 We'll fpend them all in wifdom'swaj^ 
 And let them fpeed their flight. 
 
 5 They'll waft us fooner o'er 
 
 "This life's tempcftiious fei ;- 
 
-sSI PSALM XCI. 
 
 Soon we fhall reach the peaceful more. 
 Of bleft eternity. 
 Psalm XCI. Long Metre. 
 Safety in public difeafes and dangers. 
 
 1 f f K who hath made his refuge, God, 
 
 Shall find a moft fecure abode \ 
 Shall walk all day beneath his fhade, 
 And there at night fhall reft his head. 
 & Then wiil I fay, " My God, thy pow'r 
 " Shall be my fortrefs and my tow'r : 
 <c I who am form'd of feeble duft, 
 " Make thine almighty arm my truft." 
 
 2 Tnrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
 Shall keep thee from the fowler's fnare ! 
 Satan, the fowler, who betrays 
 Unguarded fouls a thoufand ways. 
 
 4. Julias an hen protects her brood 
 
 (From birds of prey which feek their blood] 
 Under her feathers, fo the Lord 
 Makes his own arm his people's guard. 
 
 5 If burning beams of noon confpire 
 To dart a peftiiential fire, 
 Gotl is their life, his wings are fpread 
 To (hi eld them with an healthful fhade, 
 
 6 If vapours with malignant breath 
 Rife thick:, and fcatter midnight death, 
 Ifrel is fafe : the poifon'd air 
 Grows pure if lfr'el\ God be there. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 What though a (tiou&nd at thy fide, 
 At thy right hand ten thoufand d/d, 
 Thy God his chofen people faves, 
 Among the dead, amidft the graves. 
 
PSALM XCI. 189 
 
 8 So when he fent his angel down 
 
 To make his wrath in Egypt known, 
 And flew their fens, his car Jul eye 
 Pafs'd all the doors of Jacob by. 
 
 9 But if the fire, or plague, or fword, 
 Receive co.- .mifiion" from the Lord, 
 To ftrike his faints among the reft, 
 Their very pains and deaths are bicih 
 
 10 The fword, the pei^lence, or fire, 
 Shall but fulfil their bell defire ; 
 From fins and forrows fee them free, 
 And bring thv children, Lord, to thee. 
 
 Psalm XCI. Common Metre. 
 Protection from death, guard of angels 3 inclofy 
 
 end deli-verance. 
 I X7"E f° T "S of men, a feeble race, 
 Expos'd to ev'ry fnare, 
 C^me, make the Lord your dwelling-place, 
 And try, and trull h\> care, 
 1 No ill (hall enter where you dwell ; 
 Or, if ' ie plague come nigh, 
 And fweep the wicked down tohelli 
 'Twill ra;fe his faints on high, 
 J 3 Hi'll give his angels charge to keep 
 Your feet in all their ways : 
 To watch your pillow while you fleep. 
 
 And guard your happy days. 
 Their hands (hall bear you, left you fall 
 
 And dr«fh againft the ftones ; 
 Are they not fervants at his call, 
 
 And fent t' attend his fons ? 
 
 Adders and lions ye Siajl tread ; 
 
 The tempter's wiles defeat > 
 
»9° PSALM XCII. 
 
 He who hath broke the ferpent's head, 
 Puts him beneath your feet. 
 
 6 " Becaufe on roe they fet their love, 
 
 " I'll fave the-n (faith the Lord) 
 " I'll bear their joyful fouls above 
 " Dcrtrud:na and the fword. 
 
 7 " My grace fha'.l anfwer when they call j 
 
 " In trouble I'll be nigh ; 
 " My power mall rkelp them when they fall, 
 V And raife tftem when they die. 
 
 8 « Thcfe who on earth my name have known* 
 
 " I'll honour them in heav'n : 
 " There my fa! vat ion (hull be fhown, 
 
 " And endiefs ..life begiv'n." 
 Psalm XCII. \jl Part. Long Metre. 
 A Pfalm for the Lord^ day. 
 z OWEET is the work, my God, my King* 
 vj To praife thy name, give thank? nnd fing^ 
 To (hew thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of facred rett, 
 
 No mortal cares (hall feize my bread : 
 O may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of folemn found ! 
 
 3 My heart (hall triumph in ray Lord, 
 And blef> his works, and blefs his word : 
 Thy works of grace how bright they fhine ! 
 How deep thy courifels ! how divine ! 
 
 4 Fools never raife their thoughts fo high ; 
 Like brutes they live, like brutes they diej 
 Like grafs they flourifn, 'till thy breath 
 Blaftthem in everlafting death. 
 
 5 But I fliall (hare a glorious part, 
 
PSALM XCII, XClIfc m 
 
 When grace hath well refin'd my heart 
 And frefli fupplies of joy are ihed, 
 Like holy oil to cheer my head. 
 5 Sin (my word enemy' before) 
 Shall vex my eyes and ears no more * 
 My inward foes mail all be flain, 
 Nor Satan break my peace again 
 1 Then fhal! Ifee, and hear, and know. 
 Ml dein'd or wim'd below ; 
 And ev'ry pow'rfind fweet employ 
 In that eternal world of joy 
 Psalm XCU . 2d Part. LongMetr* 
 _ i.^^ urch h the Z ard ™ of God. 
 
 ORD, 'tis a pleafant thing to ftand 
 JLj in gardens planted by thine hand t 
 Let me within thy courts be (een 
 Like a yourig cedar, frefli and green. 
 •There grow thy faints in faith and love. 
 Bleft with thine influence from above ♦ 
 •Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 
 Yields fuch a comely fight as thefe. 
 I he plants of grace fhall ever live • 
 (Aature decays but grace mufr thrive ;) 
 Time, which doth all things elfe impair/ 
 JiiIJ makes them flourifli ftrong and fair 
 |. Laden with fruits of age, they fhew " 
 1 he Lord is holy, jufl and true: 
 Wone who attend his gates fhall find 
 A Ood unfaithful, or unkind. 
 
 Psalm XCIII. Long Metre. 
 
 W^'gMi he dwells in light z 
 rf Girded with majeftyasd might- * * 
 
igz 
 
 PSALM XCIII. 
 
 *T ] 
 
 The world, created by his hard*, 
 Siill on its nrit found: v on {rands. 
 
 2 Bur ere this PpaC'tous world was made, 
 Or had its firft foundations laid. 
 Thy throne eteri.a. ages Hood, 
 Thyfetf the ever-Jiving God. 
 
 3 Lik: floods the angry* nations rife, 
 And aim their ra^e againfl the ikies ; 
 Vain floods which aim iheir :a^e ldfhigb* 
 At thy rebuke I billows die. 
 
 4. For ever (hall thy throne endure ; • 
 Thy promife (lands forever fure ; 
 An J everlafting hoi nek 
 Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 
 Psalm XCIII. \fi Part. Particular Metre 
 iHE Lord of t>iory tejghs : he rei™ 
 on high, 
 His robes of ftate are ftfength and majefty ; 
 This wide creation rofe at his command, 
 Built by his word, and 'itabitfh'd by his hand 
 Long ftood his throne ere he began creatio: 
 And his ownGodhead is the firm foundatio 
 
 2 God is th'eje rial King ! thy foes in vain 
 Raife their rebillio.i to confound thy reign 
 In vain the ftorms, in vain the floods anfe, 
 Androar,and tofs their waves agairift the fkiei 
 
 Foaming at heav'nj they rage with wi 
 
 commotion, 
 But heavVs high arete fcorn the fwcllin, 
 
 OCt'fl. 
 
 3 Ye tempefl r, rage no more ; ye floods, be fti 
 And the m.-.d world obedient to his will : 
 Built on his truth,his church muft ever flan 
 
PSALM XCIII. 193 
 
 Firm are his promife?, and ftrong his hand : 
 See his own Tons, when they appear before 
 
 him, 
 Bow at his fbotrbol, and with fear adore 
 him. 
 Psalm XCIII. id Part. Particular Metre. 
 
 1 FT^HE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
 
 And royal fete maintains, 
 His head with awful glores crown'd 5 
 Airay'd in robes of light, 
 Begirt with fov'reign might, 
 And rays of majefty around. 
 
 2 Upheld by thy commands, 
 The world fecureiy (lands, 
 
 And ikies and frars obey thy word : 
 Thy throne was nVd on high, 
 Before the (tarry fky : 
 
 Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 
 
 3 In vain the noify crowd, 
 Like billows, fleece and loud, 
 
 Againft thine empire rage and roar ; 
 
 I n vai n, with angry fpi te, 
 
 The furly nations fight. 
 And dafri their waves a^ainU the fnore. 
 
 4 Let £bods and nattohs rage, 
 Arc* all £b.e& pev/rs engage, 
 
 L^tfwellingSdes atfaul! the fky : 
 The terrors of thy 'rown, 
 Shall best their tiojadhefs clown : 
 
 Thy throne (or ever fends en high. 
 
 5 Thy promiies are true, 
 Thy grace is ever new : 
 
 There iix'd, thy church fliall ne'er remove ; 
 
«94 PSALM XCIV. 
 
 Thy faints, with holy fear, 
 Shall in thy courts appear, 
 And fing thine everlafting love. 
 Repeat the \th fianza^ ifneceffary. 
 Psalm XCIV. ift Part. Common Metre. 
 Saints cheflifed, and finners defiroyed : or, inflrucli-v*. 
 afflictions. 
 
 1 f~\ GOD, to whom revenge belongs 
 \Jf Proclaim thy wrath aloud ; 
 
 Let fov'reign pow'r redrefs our wrongs, 
 Letjuilice faaitethe proud. 
 
 2 They fay, u The Lord nor fces nor hears ;* 
 
 When will the fools be wife? 
 Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears ? 
 Or blind, who made their eyes ? 
 
 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, 
 
 And they (hall feel his pow'r ; 
 His wrath fhal! pierce their fouls with pain, 
 In fome furprifing hour. 
 
 4 But if thy feints deferve rebuke, 
 
 Thou haft a gentler rod ; 
 Thy providences and thy book 
 
 Shall make them know their God. 
 
 5 Bleft is the man thy hands chaftife, 
 
 And to his duty draw : 
 Thy fcourges make thy children wife, 
 When they forget thy law. 
 
 6 But God will ne'er caft off his faints. 
 
 Nor his own promife break j 
 He pardons his inheritance, 
 ^or their Redeemer's fake. 
 
 XCIV. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 '.pport and comfort : or, deliver ance from 
 temptation and perficutioM* 
 
PSALM XCV. 195 
 
 1 *\)T iTHO will arife and plead my right, 
 
 Vy Againft my nurn'rous foes j 
 While eurth and hell their force unite. 
 And all my hopes cppcfe £> 
 
 2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, 
 
 Sufcain'd my fainting head, 
 My life had now in filence dwelt, 
 My foul among the dead. 
 
 3 « Alas, my Hiding feet V 3 I cry'd, 
 
 Thy promife was my prop ; 
 Thy grace ftoed confbnt by my lice, 
 Thy Spirit bore me up. 
 
 4 When multitudes of mournful thoughts 
 
 Within my bofom roil, 
 Thy boundlefs love forgivev my faults, 
 Thy com forts cheer my foul. 
 
 5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rife, 
 
 And frame pernicious israrc -, 
 But God, my refuge, rules the ildes, 
 He will defend my eaufe, 
 
 6 Let malice vent her rage aloud ; 
 
 Let bold blsfphemers fcoff •, 
 The Lord, our God, (hali judge the proud. 
 And cut the finnerstff. 
 Psalm XCV. Common Metre. 
 A pfalm bejere prayer, 
 
 1 ^JjfNG to the Lord Jehovah's nam*, 
 jjj And in Ins ftrength rejoice ; 
 When his falyation is our theme,' 
 
 Exalted be our voice. 
 
 2 With thanks approach his awful fight, 
 
 And pfdms of honour fmg ; 
 The Lord's a God of boundlefs mio bt, 
 
*a6 PSALM XCV. 
 
 The whole creation's King. 
 
 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, 
 
 How mean their natures fcem> 
 
 Thofe gods on high ? and gods below, 
 
 When once cooipar'd with him. 
 
 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and 6eep y 
 
 Lies in his fpacious band ; 
 He nx'd thi feas what bounds to keep, 
 And where the hills mud (land. 
 
 5 Come, and with humble fouls adore, 
 
 Come, kneel before his face ; 
 
 may the creatures of his povv'r 
 Be children cf his grace. 
 
 6 Now is the time he bend* bis ear, 
 
 And waits for your re que 11 ; 
 Come, ieithe route his wfath, and fwear 
 < l YeOuli not lee m> red/' 
 
 Psalm XCV. Short Metre. 
 A ffalm before Jet men. 
 
 1 /^{OmE, i" and b\i praii'e abroad, 
 \^j And hymns of glory fmg \ 
 
 Jehovah is thefov'feign God, 
 The uaiverfal King. 
 
 2 He form'd the detpsunfcrtfctfrn ; 
 
 H: gave the feas theirbound; 
 The ivat'ry worlds are all hisuun, 
 And all fhc folid ground. 
 
 3 Come, wor fs throne, 
 
 Corrtes b'w before the L<rd ; 
 We are his v r*>\ and not our own, 
 forro'd us by his word. 
 
 4 To da« attend his voice, 
 
 N ,;• dure provoke his rod ; 
 
- PSALM XCV. i$ 7 
 
 . Come like the people of his choicV, 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
 5 But if your ears refufe 
 
 The language of his grace, 
 And hearts grow hard, like frubborn Jews^ 
 That unbelieving race : 
 
 6 The Lord in vengeance dreff, 
 
 Will lift his hand and fwear, 
 " You who defpis'd my promised reft, 
 Shall .have -no portion there," 
 Psalm XCV. Long Metre. 
 Canaan left -through unbelief: or, a warning i$ 
 delaying Jinneri. 
 
 1 /^QME, let our voices join to raife 
 %^jl - A facred long of folemn praife ; 
 God is a fov'reign King ; rehearfe 
 His honours in exalted verfe. 
 
 2 Come, let our fouls addrefe the Lord, 
 Who fram'd our natures with his word j 
 He is our Shepherd ; we the fheep, 
 His mercy chofe,- his paftures keep. 
 
 3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, . 
 The counfels of his love obey ; 
 Nor let. our h^rden'd hearts renew 
 The fins and plagues which Ifr'cl knew* 
 
 4 Ifr'el, who faw his works of grace, 
 Yet tempt their Maker to his face ; 
 A faithlefe unbelieving brood, 
 That tir'dthe patience of their God. 
 
 5 Thus faith the Lord, ''how falfe they prove I 
 " Forget my pow'r, abufe my love ; 
 
 u Since they defpifc my reft, I fware 
 " Their feet fhall never enter there/' 
 
 &2 
 
19$ PSALM XCVI. 
 
 6 [Look back, my foul, with holy dread, 
 And view th&fc ancient rebels dead > 
 Attend the otfei'd grace to-day, 
 
 Nor lcfe the blefling by delay. 
 
 7 Seize the kind promife while it waits, 
 And march to Zlon% heav'nly gates ; 
 Believe, and take the promis'd reft j 
 Obey, and be for ever bleft.] 
 
 Psalm XCVI. Common Metre. 
 Chriji 's firft andfecond coming. 
 S OING to the Lord, ye diftant lands, 
 1^5 Ye tribes of' ev'ry tongue ; 
 His new diicover'd grace demands 
 A new and nobler feng. 
 
 2 Say to the nations, Jesus re'i£n?j 
 
 God's own almighty Son ; 
 His pow'r the finking world fuftain?, 
 And grace furrounds his throne. 
 
 3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day, 
 
 Joy through the earth be fecn ; 
 Let cities fhine in bright array, 
 And fields in cheerful green. 
 
 4 Let an unufual joy furprife 
 
 The iflands of the fea ; 
 Ye mountains fink, ye vallies rife, 
 Prepare the Lord his way. 
 
 5 Behold, he comes, he comes to blefo 
 
 The nations as their God ; 
 To fhew the world his righteoufnefs, 
 And fend his truth abroad. 
 
 6 But when his voice (hall raife the dead, 
 
 And bid the world draw near, 
 How wHI the guilty nations dread 
 
PSALM XCVI, XCVII. 193 
 
 To fee their Judge appear ! 
 Psalm XCVI. Particular Metre. 
 The God of the Gentiles* 
 
 1 T ET all the eaich their voices raife, 
 JL^ To ling the choice ft pfalm of p raife 5 
 
 To fing and blefs Jehovah's name; 
 His glory let the Heathens know, 
 His wonders to the nations fhow, 
 
 And all his faving works proclaim. 
 
 2 The Heathens know thy glory, Lord ; 
 The wond'ring nations read thy word 5 
 
 Among us is Jehovah known ; 
 Our worihip (hall no more be paid 
 To gods which mortal hands have made | 
 
 Our Maker is cur God alone. 
 
 3 He fram'd the globe, he built the fky, 
 He made the filming worlds on high, 
 
 And reigns complete in glory there 1 
 His beams are majetty and light; 
 His beauties,. how divinely bright ! 
 
 His temple, how divinely fair ! 
 
 4 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, 
 When earth mail feel his faving pow'r,. 
 
 And barb'rous nations fear his name | 
 Then (hall the race of men confefs 
 The beauty of his holinefs, 
 
 And in his courts his grace proclaim. 
 Psalm XCVII. ij? Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Chrift reigning in bewven, and coming to judgment*. 
 
 I 1 TTE reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns* 
 jTA Praife him in evangelic flrains j 
 Let theiwhole earth in fongs rejoice. 
 And diuant ijlgnds join their yoke* 
 
PSALM XCVII. . 
 
 2 Deep 3re his counfels, and unknown ; 
 B*£ grace and truth Support his throne : 
 Though glrotny clouds his ways furround 
 Juftice is their eternal ground. 
 
 3 tii robes of judgment, lo ! he comes, 
 Siakes the w;de earth, and cleaves the tombs; 
 Before him burns devouring fire, 
 The mountains melt, the teas retire. 
 
 4 His enemies, with fore difmay, 
 Fly from toe fight, and ihun the day ; 
 Then lift your heads, ve faints, on high, 
 And Ting, for your redemption's nigh. 
 
 Psalm XCVII. ^d Part. Long Metre. 
 ChriiVj incarnation. 
 
 1 r'l^HE Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim 
 
 t His birth i the nations learn his name ; 
 An unknown trar directs the road 
 Of Extern fages, to their God. 
 
 2 All ye bright armies of the ikies. 
 Go, worfhip where the Saviour lies ; 
 Angels and kings before him bow, 
 Thofe gods on nigh, and gods below. 
 
 3 Let idols totter to the ground, 
 
 And their own worfhippers confound : 
 But Judah ihoui, but Zion fing, 
 And earth confefs her fov'reign King. 
 Psalm XCVII. ^d Part. Long Metre. 
 Grace and glory. 
 
 1 Hp^H' Almighty reigns exalted high, 
 
 X Q^er all the earth, o'er all the fky : 
 Though clouds and darfcnefs veil his feet, 
 His dwelling is the mercy-fearv 
 
 2 O ye who love his holy name, 
 
PSALM XCVII. 201 
 
 Hate ev'ry work of fin and fhame ; 
 He guards £ne fouls of all his friend?. 
 And frcm the {hares of heU defends. 
 Immortal light, and joys unknown, 
 Are for the faints in darknefs lo'vm ; 
 Thole glorious feeds fti&il fpringand rife 5 
 And the bright barveft biefs our eyes. 
 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record 
 The facred honours of the Lord ; 
 None but the fouls who fee! his grace, 
 Can triumph in his hoUnefs. 
 
 Psalm XCVII. Common Metre. 
 Cbrift's iniarnqtum.) and the lift judgment* 
 "\/\S $ari«fe :-f ice Norikem rca- 
 j[ R j TTce^tht Savioiif r<eig«sj 
 His woid like firs ^-4, -pares his wvfa 
 
 And mountains xSfcli to plains. 
 H- prcfence finks the proyieit hills. 
 
 And T>akcs the val'ic* rife ; 
 The humble fouljenj >y4 hi* fmiles, 
 
 The haughty fistner dies!. 
 The bieaV'n* bis rightful pow'r proclaim " 9 
 
 rhe ; dv«! gpds around, 
 Fill their own *orlhipptrg with mame a 
 
 A;ui totter to the gtound. 
 Adoring angels *t his birth 
 
 Made the Redeemer known ; 
 Thus (hail he come to judge the eartb 5 
 
 And angels guard his throne. 
 His foes (hail Tremble at his light, 
 
 And hills and leas retire ; 
 His children take their unknown fiigh^ 
 
 And'leaYe the world on fire. 
 
202 PSALM XCVIlL 
 
 6 The feeds of joy and glory Town 
 For faincs in darkru-is here, 
 Shall rife and fpring in worlds unknown, 
 And a rich harvefr bear. 
 Psalm XCVIII. \Ji Part. Common Met* 
 Praifc for the go/pel. 
 
 1 /"Tp*0 our almighty Maker, God, 
 
 New honours be add reft 5 
 His great felvation mines abroad, 
 And makes the nations bleft. 
 
 2 He Tpake the word to Abraham firft* 
 
 His truth ful^ls his grace ; 
 The Gentiles usake his name their tru&j 
 And learn his righteouihefs. 
 
 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim, 
 
 Wiih-s.ll fitr difPrent tonguuf \ 
 And fpread th^ honours oi : his name 
 In melon 
 
 Psalm XCVIT 7 , id Part. Common Metr 
 The MeffiaSft coxing at; a kingdom. 
 
 1 TOY : the Lor«Tiscom*i 
 J Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let e/i ■ >repare himroo;c, 
 
 And btav'ii awl nature fing, 
 
 2 Joy to the esrth ; the Saviour reigns; 
 
 Let m£fl their fongs employ : 
 While fields and Rjods, rocks, hills and plaffts 
 Repeat the founding joy. 
 
 3 No more let fins 2nd f'orrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns .in felt the ground ; 
 He comes to make his bleflings flow 
 Far as the curfs is found. 
 
 4 Hj rules the world wi;h umh and grace, 
 
fSALM XCIX. ?g| 
 
 And makes the nations prove - 
 The glories of ibis righteoufnefs, 
 
 And wonders of his love. 
 Fsalm XCIX. ifiPart. Short Metre*. 
 Chrift'j kingthm arj majejiy. 
 
 1 T^ ^°^ Jehovah reigns, 
 
 J. Let all the nations fear : 
 
 Let tinners tremble at his throne, 
 
 And faints be humble there. 
 
 2 JefuS) the Saviour, re>Vns, 
 
 Ln earth adore its Lord «, 
 Bright cherubs his attendants, fraud. 
 Swift to fulfil his word. 
 
 3 In Zion is hh throne, 
 
 Hu> honours are divine i 
 His church (hail make his wonders known* 
 For there his glories ftine. 
 
 4 How holy is his name ! 
 
 ^ How terrible his praife ! 
 Juftice and truth, and judgment join 
 In all his work*; of grace. 
 
 SAL j M i r XClK - zd P * ru S ^rt Metre, 
 Ahoiy G*d tworjmpped with reverence. 
 
 1 Ti AL r the Lord our GotI > 
 
 Xl/ And worfhip at his feet y • 
 His nature is aU hoimefs, 
 
 And mercy is his feat. 
 1 When Ifr'el was his church* 
 
 tXTL W » hen Aar0n WaI hiS D « cft t 
 
 When Mofes cr y'd, when Samuel pray*d s 
 
 He gave his people reft. 
 I Oft he forgave their fms, 
 
 Nor would dellreyihgir rsjet ; 
 
204. PSALM C. 
 
 And oft he rr.aJc his vengeance known, 
 
 When thej abus'd !iis grace. 
 4. ExV!» fi&Lord our God, 
 
 vVr.oie grace s foil che fame ; 
 Still he's a God or holineis 
 Andjealous for hisname. 
 Vs a l m C. y? /Vr/ . Lo n g Me tre. 
 A plain tr^nflatlon. 
 Praife to our Creator. 
 I XT'E nations of *he eatth, rejoice 
 
 Before the. Lord your foVreign King, 
 Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, 
 With ail your tongues his glory ling. 
 1 The Lord is God ; 'tis he alone 
 Doth li-fp, and breath, and being give ; 
 "We are his work, and not our own ; 
 The (heep which on his pafiures live. 
 
 3 Enter his gates with fongsof joy, 
 With praifestohis courts repair ; 
 And make it your divine employ, 
 
 To pay your thanks and honours there, 
 
 4 The Lord is good \ the Lord is kind ; 
 Great is his g^ce, his mere) fure ; 
 And the whole race of man (hail find - 
 Hh truth from age to age endure. 
 
 Psalm C. id Part. Long Metre. 
 A Paraphrafe* 
 
 1 OING to the Lord with joyful voice > , 
 J3 Let ev'ry fand his name adore ; 
 
 The Northern ifl.js fhall fend the noife 
 Acrofs tae ocean to the fliorc. 
 
 2 Nations, lttsnd before his throne 
 With foleir.n fear, with facred joy ; 
 
PSALM CI. -teg 
 
 Know that the Lord is God alone : 
 
 He can create, and he deftroy. 
 3 His fov'reign pow'r, without cur aid, 
 
 Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 
 
 And when like wand'ring fheep we ftray'd, 
 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 £ We are his people, we his care, 
 
 Our fouls and all our mortal frame : 
 
 What lafting honours (hall we rear, 
 
 Almighty Maker, to thy name? 
 
 5 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs, 
 High as the heav'ns our voices raife ; 
 And earth with her ten thoufand tongues, 
 Shall fill thy courts with founding praife. 
 
 6 Wide as the world is thy command, 
 Vaft as eternity thy love ; 
 
 Firm as a rock thy truth mud fcand, 
 
 When rolling years {hall ceafeto move. 
 
 Psalm CI. Long Metre. 
 
 The magiftrali's ffalm. 
 
 t "|k /1TERCY and judgment are my Cong, 
 
 J.VA h^ ^ ince tne y k° tn t0 ^ ee belong 
 My gracious God, my righteous King, 
 To thee my fongs and vows I bring. 
 fi I f I am rais'd to bear the fword, 
 
 I'll take my counfels from thy word ; . 
 Thyjuffice and thy heav'nly grace 
 Shall be the pattern of my ways. 
 
 3 Let wifdom all my actions guide, 
 And let my God with me refide ; 
 
 No wicked thing (hall dwell with me, 
 Which may provoke thy jealcufy. 
 
 4 No fons of flander, rage and ftrife, 
 
 S 
 
206 PSALM CI. 
 
 Shall be companions of my life ; 
 The haughty lock, the heart of pride, 
 Within my doors (hall ne'er abide. 
 
 5 [I'll fearch the land, and raife the juft 
 To pods of honour, wealth and truft ; 
 The men who work thy holy will, 
 Shall be my friends and fav 'rites ftill.] 
 
 6 In vain fhall Tinners hope to rife 
 By flatt'ring or malicious lies ; 
 And while the innocent I guard, 
 The bold offender lhan't be fpar'd. 
 
 y The impious crew (trut factious band) 
 Shall hide their heads, or quit the land ; 
 And all who break the public reft, 
 Where 1 have pow'r lhall be fuppreft. 
 Psalm CI. Common Metre. 
 A pf aim. for the majier of a family. 
 
 1 f\^ juttice and of grace 1 ling, 
 \Jf And p3y my God my vows ; 
 Tny grace and juilice, heav'nly King, 
 
 Teach me to rule my houfe. 
 
 2 Now to my tent, O God repair, 
 
 And make thy fervant wife ; 
 I'll foffer nothing near me there, 
 Which (hall offend thine eyes. 
 
 3 The man who doth his neighbour wrong, 
 
 By falfehood or by force, 
 The fcornfal eye, thefland'rous tongue, 
 I'll thruft ihern from my doors. 
 
 4 I'll feek the faithful and the juft, 
 
 And will their he'p enjoy : 
 Thefe are the friends whom I (hall truft, 
 The fer varus I'll employ. 
 
PSALM CIL %oj 
 
 ,5 The wretch who deals in Qy deceit, 
 I'll not endure a night : 
 The liar's tongue I ever hate, 
 And banifh from my fight. 
 6 1M purge my fam -:!y around, 
 And make the wicked See ; 
 Soikalt my hcufe be ever found 
 
 A dotting -fit for thee* 
 Psalm CII. lfiPart. Common Metre. 
 A prajtr of the ajfli&ed. 
 
 1 TJTEAR.me, O God, nor hide shy face* 
 XI But anfwer, left I die : \ 
 Hait thou not built a throne of grace, 
 
 To hear when finners cry ? 
 
 2 My days are wafted -Jike thefmoke 
 
 Diflblving in the air ; 
 My ftrength is dry'd, my heart is broke, 
 And finking in defpair. 
 
 3 My fpirsts fkg, like with'ring grafs 
 
 Burnt with exceffive heat ; 
 In fecret groans my minutes pafs, 
 And I forget to eat. 
 
 4 Asohfome lonely building's top, 
 
 The fparrow tells her moan, 
 Far from the tents of joy and hope, 
 I lit and grieve alone. 
 
 5 My foui is like a wildcrnefs, 
 
 . Where beafts of midnight howl ; 
 
 There the fad raven finds her place, 
 
 And there the fcreamlngowl. 
 
 6 Dark difmal thoughts and boding fears, 
 
 Dwell in my troubled breaft ; 
 While ihar a reproaches wound my ears* 
 
208 PSALM CIL 
 
 Nor give my fpirit reft. 
 
 7 My cup is mingled with my woes, - - 
 
 And cears are my repair. ; 
 My daily bread like aftses grows 
 Unpleafant to my tafte. 
 
 8 Serife can afford no real joy 
 
 To fouls who feel thy frown ; 
 Lord, 'twas thy hand rdvanc'd me high ; 
 Thy hand hath caft me down. 
 
 9 My locks like wither'd leaves appear ; 
 
 And life's declining light 
 Grows faint aisev'ning fhadows are, 
 
 That vanilh into night. 
 io But thou for ever art the fame, 
 
 O my eternal God ! 
 Ages to come (hall know thy name, 
 
 And fpread thy works abroad. 
 
 11 Then wilt arife and (hew thy face, 
 
 Ncr will my Lord delay 
 Beyond th' appointed hour of grace, 
 That long-expected day. 
 
 12 Ks hears his faints, he knows their cry, 
 
 And by rr.yfterious ways 
 Redeems the pris'ners doomM to die, 
 
 A'.k\ fiBs their tongues witji praife. 
 Psalm C1I, 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Prayer heard, and Zicn rejicrcd. 
 
 1 TT E'Y Z ion d'.id her fons rejoin, 
 § j Behold the prcmis'd hour ! 
 
 Ker God hath heard her mourning voice, 
 And comes t' exalt his pow'r. 
 
 2 Her dud and rains which remain^ 
 
 Are precious in our eyes j 
 
 
PSALM OIL ,209 
 
 Thcfe ruins fhall be built again, 
 
 And all that duft {hall rife. 
 The Lord will raife 'Jerufalem, 
 
 And ftand in glory there ; 
 Nations fhall bow before his name. 
 
 And kings attend with fear, 
 He fits a Sov'reign on his throne, 
 
 With pity in his eyes : 
 He hears the dying pris'ners' groan, 
 
 And fees their ilghs arife. 
 He frees the fouls condemn'd to death. 
 
 And when his faints complain, 
 It fhnn't be.faid " that praying breath 
 
 Was ever foent in vain." 
 6 This ihali be known when we are dead, 
 
 And left, on long record, 
 That ages yet unborn m2y read, 
 
 And truft, and praife the Lord, 
 Psalm CII.- Long Metre. 
 Mart s mortality and ' C Drift \s eternity : or, faints die T 
 but Chrift a»ci the church live. 
 
 1 TT is the Lord, our Saviour's hand 
 
 j^ Weakens our ftrength amidft the race 5 
 Difeafe and death at his command 
 Arreft us, and cut fhort our days. 
 
 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, 
 Nor let our fun go down at noon ; 
 Thy years are one eternal day, 
 And ruuft thy children die fo foon f* 
 
 3 Yet in the midft of death and grief, 
 This thought our lOitow (hail alTuage : 
 "Oik father and our Savipur live - 7 
 
 <s Chrift is the fame through ev'ryage^ 5 " 
 " S 2 w "- 
 
2io PSALM CIII. 
 
 4 'Twsr he this earth's foundation laid ; 
 Keav'n is the building-cf his hand ; 
 This earth grovs s old.thefe heay'ns (hall fade-, 
 And :vl bechang'd at his command. 
 
 5 The itarry curtains of the iky, 
 Like garments (hall be laid afide ; 
 But frill thy throne (lands firm and high; 
 Thy church forever mufi abide. 
 
 6 Before my face thy church fhall live, 
 And on thy throne thy children reign ; 
 This dying world fhali they furvive, 
 And the dead faints be rais'd again. 
 
 Psalm CIII. \fi Part. Long Metre; 
 Ulefjiug God for his goodnefs to foul and body. 
 
 1 TFJLESS, O my foul, the living God, 
 jQjCail home fhytho'ts which rove abroad 
 Let all the pow'rs within me join 
 In work?nd worfhip'fo divine. 
 
 2 Blefs, O my foul, the God of grace ; 
 Hi v favours claim thyhigheft praife ; 
 Why mould the wonders he has wrought 
 Be IoO in (ilenceand forgot r 
 
 3 *Tis he, my foul, who fent his Sen 
 To die for crimes which thou haft done; 
 He owns the tvnfom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 The vires 67 the mind he heals, 
 And cores the pains which nature feci?, 
 Redeem? the foul from he! J, arid laves 
 Ourwaflihg lives from threatening graves. 
 
 5 Onr youth dec^.y'd, his pow'r repairs ; 
 His mercy crowns Otir growing yer* : 
 H? fati r fies our moutfis with go 
 
PSALM CHI. .211 
 
 And fills our hopes with heav'nly food. 
 
 6 He fees th' oppreflbr, and th'oppreft, 
 And often gives the fufPrers reft ; 
 But will his juftice more difplay 
 
 In the laft great rewarding-day. 
 
 7 [His pow'r he fhew'd by Mofes* hand$ 3 
 And gave to ^rWhis commands ; 
 But fent his truth and mf.rcy down 
 To all the nations by his Son, 
 
 8 Let the whole earth his pow'r confe& 
 Let the whole earth adore his grace : 
 The Gentile with the Jew fhall join 
 In work and worfhip fo divine.] 
 Psalm CIII. id Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Xjcd's gentle chafliftment ,or } hu tendermercy to his people 
 I r | "^HE Lord,how wond'rous are his ways I 
 How firm his truth, how large his grace f 
 He takes his mercy for his throne, 
 . And thence he makes his glories known. 
 a Not half fo high his pow'r hath fpread 
 The ftarry heav'ns above our head, 
 As his rich love exceeds our praife, 
 Exceeds the higheft hopes w r e raife. 
 
 3 Not rralf fo far hath nature plac'd 
 The rifing morning from the weft, 
 As his forgiving grace removes 
 The daily guilt cJ thole he !cves. 
 
 4 How flowly doth his wrath arife 1 
 On (vviiter wings falvsiion flies : 
 And if he lets his anger burn, 
 How foonhis frowns to puy turn ! 
 
 $ Amidft his WRih compadion ihiuesj 
 His fUekes are lighter than our fins,. 
 
212 PSALM JCVL 
 
 And while his rod corrects his faints, 
 H;s ear indulges their complaints* 
 £ So fathers their young fons chaftife, 
 With gentle hands and melting eye* ; 
 The children weep beneath the fmart, 
 And move the pity of their heart. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 The mighty God, the wife and jufr, 
 Knows that our frame is feeble duff ; 
 And will no heavy loads impofe, 
 Beyond the ftrength which he beftows. 
 
 8 He knows how foon our nature dies, 
 Blafted by ev'ry wind that flies ; 
 Like grafs we fpring, and die as foon 
 
 As morning flow'rs which fade at noon, 
 
 9 But his eternal love is fure 
 
 To all the faints, and (hall endure ; 
 From age to age his truth fhall reign, 
 Nor children's children hope in vain. 
 Psalm CIII. ift Part. Short Metre, 
 Praife for j'piriiual and temporal mercies* 
 
 1 f\ BLESS the Lord, my foul, 
 %^J Let all within me join, 
 
 And aid my tongue to blefs his name, 
 Whofe favours are divine. 
 
 2 O blefs the Lord, my foul, 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulnefs, 
 And without praifes die. 
 
 3 'Tis he forgives thy fins, 
 
 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
 'Tishe who heals thy ficknefTcs, 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
PSALM CIII. 213 
 
 4 He crowns thy life with love, 
 When ranibm'd from the grave : 
 
 He who redeem'd my foul from hell, 
 ■ Hath fov'reign pow'r to fave. 
 
 5 He nils the poor with good ; 
 He gives the fufPrers reir ; 
 
 The Lord hath judgment for the proud, 
 And juftice for th' oporeft. - 
 
 6 His wond'rous works and ways, 
 He made by 'Mofes known : 
 
 But Tent the world his truth and grace 
 
 By his. beloved Sen. 
 Psal?4 CIIL 2d Part. Short Metre* 
 Abounding compajpon^of God : or, mercy in tbemidfi 
 of judgment. 
 
 1 "W /fTY foul, repeat his praife, 
 jLVJL Whofe mercies are fo great j 
 
 WnU'e anker is fo flow to rife, 
 bo ready to 2 Date, 
 
 2 God will not always chide -, 
 
 And when his rlrokes are felt, 
 Jlis ftrokes are fewer than our crimes* 
 And lighter than our guilt. 
 
 3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd 
 
 Above the ground we tread, 
 So far the riches of his grace 
 
 Our higheft thoughts exceed. 
 •4 His pow*f fubdues our fins. 
 
 And his forgiving love 
 Par as the eaft is from the weft, 
 
 Doth all our guilt remove. 
 ^ The pity of the Lord 
 
 To thofe who fear his name! 
 
j£i4 PSALM CIU, CIV, 
 
 Is fach as tender parents feel ; 
 He knows our feeble frame, 
 
 6 He knows we are but duft, 
 
 Scatter'd w<th e\Vy breath : 
 His an^er :»ke a riling wind 
 
 Can fcno us Lvift to death. 
 
 7 Our clays are as the graft, 
 
 .Or lite the morning flow'r ; 
 If one ib'arpblaft fweep o'er the field, 
 It wttKers in an hour. 
 
 8 But thy com pa {lions Lord, 
 
 To endlefs years endure ; 
 And children'sachiluren ever find 
 Thy ^ords of promife fure. 
 Fs a l m CIII. y! Part. Short Metre. 
 Goo's uni'verfal dominion : or, angels prai/e (he Lon 
 
 1 rip HE Lord, the fu'v'rei^nKing, 
 
 J[ Hath fix.\l his throne on high j 
 O'er ail the heav'niy worlds he rulesj 
 And ail beneath the fky. 
 
 2 Ye angels great in might, 
 
 And fwift to do his will, 
 Biefs ve the Lord, whofe voice you hear,, 
 Whofe, pkafure yc fulfil. 
 
 3 Let the bright holts who wait 
 
 Tne orders of their King, 
 And guard the churches when they pray, 
 Join in the praife they fmg. 
 
 4 While all his wond'rous works 
 
 Through his vaft kingdom (hew 
 Their Maker's glory, thou my foul 
 Shalt fmg his graces too. 
 P*alm CIV. Long Metre* 
 
PSALM CIV. 2ij 
 
 The glory of God in creation and providence, 
 
 MY i-'ul, thy great Creator praife ; 
 When cloth'd in his cejeftial rays, 
 He to full majefty appears, 
 And like a robe, his glory wears. 
 Ncte. This Pfalm may be fungto a differ- 
 ent metre, by adding the two following 
 lines to every ftan£a, viz. 
 Great is the Lord ; what tongue can frame 
 An equal honour to his name ?" 
 The heav'ns are for his curtain fpread, 
 Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed : 
 Clouds are his chariot when he flies 
 On winged ftorms acrofs the fkies. 
 Angels whom his own ■ *}eath infpires, 
 His miniiters are naming fires; 
 And fwift as thought their armies move, 
 To bear his vengeance or his. love. 
 The world's foundations by his hand 
 Are pois'd, and {hall for ever ftand ; 
 Ke binds th_e ocean in his chain, 
 Left it mould drown the world again. 
 When earth was" cover'd with the flood, 
 Which high above -the mountainsjiood, 
 He thunder'd and the ccesn fled, 
 Confin'd to its appointed bed. 
 The fwelling billows know their bound, 
 And in their channels walk their round j 
 :Yet thence convey'd by fecret veins, 
 They fpring on hills, and drench the plains. 
 :He bids the cryftal fountains flow, 
 And cheers the vallies as they go j 
 Tame heifers there their thirft allay, 
 
*i6 PSALM CIV. 
 
 And for the dream wild aflfcs bray. 
 
 8 From pleafant trees which ihade the brink, 
 The lark and linnet light to urink ; 
 Their fangs the lark and linnet raife, 
 
 And chide our fifence in his praife. 
 
 PAUSI^ I. 
 
 9 God, from his cjjudy cifcern, pours 
 
 On the parchM earth enriching fhow'rs ; 
 The grove, the garden, and the field, 
 A thoufcnd joyful bleilings yield. 
 
 ,10 He makes the grafly food arife, 
 And gives the cattle large fupplies ; 
 
 " With herbs for man of various pow'r, 
 To ncurifh nature or to cure. 
 
 *i What noble fruit ;he vines produce! 
 The olive yields a Cieful juice ; 
 Our hearts are cheer'd with een'rous wine, 
 With inward j-y our faces fhine. 
 
 12 Oblefshis name, ye people, fed 
 With nature's chief fupporter, bread : 
 While bread your vital ftrength imparts., 
 Serve him with vigour in your hearts. 
 
 PAUSE II. 
 
 *3 Behold the ftately cedars (land 
 Rais'd in the foreil by his hand ; 
 Birds to the boughs for fhelter fly, 
 And build their neft fecure on high. 
 
 14. To craggy hills afcends the goat ; 
 And at the airy mountain's foot 
 The feebler creatures make their cell ; 
 He gives them wifdom where to dwell. 
 
 I 5 Ke fits the fun its circling race, 
 
 Appoints the moon to change her face -, 
 
PSALM CIV. eif 
 
 And when thick darknefs veils the day. 
 Calls out wild beafts to hunt their prey. 
 
 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, 
 And roaring afk their meat from God-; 
 But when the morning beams arife, 
 The favage beaft to covert flies. 
 
 1 7 Then man to daily labour goes ; 
 The night was made for bis repofe : 
 Sleep is thy gift, that fweet relief 
 From tirefome toil, and .wafting grief. 
 
 1 8 How ftrange thy works! how great thy 
 And ev'ry land thy riches fill : [(kill ! 
 Thy wifdom round the world we fee ; 
 This fpacious earth is full of thee. 
 
 19 Nor lefsthy glories in the deep, 
 Where fills, in millions, fwim and creep, 
 With wond'rous motions fwift "or flow, 
 Still wand'ring in the paths below, 
 
 20 There {hips divide the wat'ry way, 
 And flocks of fcaly monfters play * 
 There dwells the huge leviathan, 
 And foams arid fports in fpite of man. 
 
 PAUSE III, 
 
 21 Vaft are thy works, almighty L»rd, 
 All nature refts upon thy word, 
 
 And the whole race of creatures ftand. 
 Waiting their portion from thy hand. 
 . 22 While each receives his difPrent food, 
 Their cheerful looks pronounce it good ; 
 Eagles and bears, and whales and worms. 
 Rejoice and praife.in difPrent forms. 
 23 But when thy face is hid, they cieurn, 
 And dying, to their dud return; 
 T 
 
i\% PSALM CV. 
 
 Both man and beaft their fouls refign : 
 Life, breath, and fpirit all are thine. 
 24. Yet thou canft breathe on duft again, 
 And fill the world with beads and men > 
 A word of thy creating breath 
 Repairs the waftes of time and death. 
 
 25 His works, the wonders of his might, 
 Are honour'd with his own delight : 
 How awful are his glorious waysi 
 The Lord is dreadful in his praife. 
 
 26 The earth ftands trembling at thy ffrokc, 
 And at thy touch the mountains fmoke ; 
 Yet humble fouls may fee thy face, 
 
 And tell their wants of tbv'reign grace. 
 
 27 In thee my hopes and wifhes meet, 
 And make my meditations fweet ; 
 Thy praifes (hall my "breath employ, , 
 'Till it expires inendlefsjoy. 
 
 28 While haughty tinners die accurft, 
 Their glory bury'd in the duft, 
 
 I to my God, my heav'nly King, 
 
 Immortal Hallelujahs fing. 
 Psalm CV. Common Metre. Abridged. 
 God's conduct to Ifrael, and the plagues of Egypt. 
 
 1 f~>{ iVE thanks to God, invoke his name, 
 \J And tell the world his grace ; 
 Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, 
 
 That all may feck his face. 
 
 2 His cov'nanu which he kept in mind 
 
 For numerous ages paft, 
 
 To num'rous ages yet behind, 
 
 In equal force fnail lafr. 
 
 3 He (ware to Abratim and his feed, 
 
PSALM CV; 219 
 
 And made the bleffing fure : 
 Gentiles the ancient promife read, 
 And find his truth endure. 
 
 4 «< Thy feed fhall make ail nations bleft>" 
 
 (Said the al mighty voice) 
 •* And Canaatfs land fhall be their reft, 
 u The type of heav'nly joys/' 
 
 5 [How large the grant ! how rich the grace ^ 
 
 To give them Canaan's land,. 
 When they were firangers in the place, 
 A little feeble band ! 
 
 6 Like pilgrims through the countries round 9 
 
 Securely they remov'd ; 
 And haughty kings which on them frewn'd, 
 Severely he reprov'd. 
 
 7 " Touch my Anointed, and my arm 
 
 c * Shall foon avenge the wrong ; 
 " The man who does my prophet harm, 
 44 Shall know their God is {hong. 1 ' 
 
 8 Then let the world forbear its rage, 
 
 Nor put the church in fear : 
 lfr'el rmi ft live through ev'ry age y 
 And betV Almighty's care. J 
 
 PAUSE I. 
 
 9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex: the faints. 
 
 And thus provok'd their God, 
 
 Mofes was fent at their complaints, 
 
 Arm'd with his dreadful rod. 
 
 10 He call'd for darknefs ; darknefs came, 
 
 Like an o'er whelming flood ; 
 He turn'd each lake, and ev'ry ftream 
 To lakes and ftreams of blood. 
 
 1 1 He gave the fign, and noiforne flies 
 
220 PSALM CV. 
 
 Through the whole country fpread ; 
 And frogs in croaking armies rife 
 the monarch's bscL 
 
 12 Through fields, a s and palaces, 
 
 The'terifpld . flew ; 
 
 Locuits in Cwarrn !d their trees, 
 
 And hail their aziiz flew. 
 
 13 Then, by an an jnight (rroke 
 
 The Sflow'r of Egypt dv'd; 
 The (trength of ev'ryhcufe was broke, 
 
 Their glory and their pride. 
 1 4. Now let the world forbear its rage, 
 
 Nor put the church in fear ; 
 Ifr'el mujl live through evry age, 
 
 And be th' Almighty's care, 
 
 PAUSE 11. 
 
 35 Thus were the tribes from bondage bro'r, 
 And left the hated ground : 
 Each fome Egyptian ipoils had got, 
 And not one feeble found. 
 
 16 The Lord hirnfelf chofe out their way, 
 
 And mark'd their journies right, 
 Gave them a leading cloud by day, 
 A fiery guide by night. 
 
 17 They thirli ; and waters from the rock, 
 
 In rich abundance flow, 
 And, folding ftill the courfe they todk, 
 Ran all the defart through. 
 28 O wond'rous dream ! O blefied type 
 Of ever-flowing grace ! 
 So Chrijl our rock maintains our life 
 Through all this wildernefs* 
 19 Thus guarded by th' almighty hand, 
 
PSALM CVI. 22t 
 
 The chofen tribes polled 
 Canaan, the rich, the promised land, 
 And there enjoy'd their reft. 
 20 Then let the vjorldforbear its rage 9 
 The church renounce her fear ; 
 Ifr'el ?nu/i Uve through evry age, 
 And be tfr Almighty 's care. 
 
 Psalm CVI. Long Metre. 
 Praife to God : or, communion 'with faints. 
 
 1 ripO God the great, the ever blerr, 
 
 J_ Let longs of honour be addreft 5 
 His mercy firm for ever {rands ; 
 Give him the thanks his love demands. 
 
 2 Who knows the wonders of thy wavs I 
 Who (hall fulfil thy boundlefs praife ! 
 Bleftare the fouls who fear thee frill, 
 And pay their duty to thy will. 
 
 3 Remember what thy mercy did 
 For Jacob's ra^e, thy chcfen feed ; , 
 And with the fame iaiva'.ion bleis 
 The meaneft fuppiiant of thy grace. 
 
 4 O may 1 fee thy tribes rejoice, 
 
 And aid their triumphs with my voice ! 
 This is i.jy glory, Lord, to be 
 Jcin'd to thy fai'nts, and near to thee. 
 Psalm' CVL Short Metre. 
 l£vzt\ pwazjhed and pardoned : or, God's unchanged 
 able lo-ve. 
 I i^l OD of eternal love, 
 
 \^Jf Row fickle are our ways I 
 And yet how oft did Ifr'el prove 
 Thy conftancy of grace !. 
 2. They fayy thy wonders wrought* 
 
gri PSALM CVII. 
 
 And then thv pra'ife they fung ; 
 Bat loon thy works of pow'r forget, 
 
 And murmur d with theii tongue. 
 
 3 Now they believe his word, 
 
 While rocks with rivers flow ; 
 Nov/ with their lufts provoke the Lord, 
 And He redue'd them low. 
 
 4 Yet when they mourn'd their fault*?, 
 
 He hearken'd tfo their groans, 
 Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts, 
 Ana cali'd them (till his Tons. 
 
 5 Their names were in his book, 
 
 He fav'd them from their foes : 
 Oft he chadis'd, b jt ne'er foriook 
 The people whv-m he chofe. 
 
 6 Let Ifr'el blei's the Lord, 
 
 Who Jov'd their ancient race ; 
 And Chriftians join the folemn word 
 
 Amen, to ail the prajpfe. 
 Psalm CVII. ift Part. Long Metre. 
 Ifrael led to Canasn, and Chrijlians to Heaven 
 i/^ i VE thanks to God ; he reigns bbove ; 
 VJ Kind are his thoughts, his name is love I 
 His mercy ages psff have known, 
 And ages long to come (hall own. 
 
 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord, 
 The wonders of his grace record ; 
 Jfr^ely the nation whom he chofe, 
 And refcu'd from their mighty foes. 
 
 3 [When God's almighty arm had broke 
 Their fetters, and th' Egyptian yoke, 
 They trae'd thedcfari, wand'ring round 
 A wild and folitary ground ! 
 
PSALM CTH. 223, 
 
 4 There they could find no leading road, 
 N..r city tor afix'd abode ; 
 
 Nor food, nor fountain to alTuage - 
 Their burning thirft, or hunger's rage, j 
 
 5 In their diftrefs to God they cry'd -, 
 God was their Saviour and their guide ; 
 He led -their march tar wand'ring round ; 
 'Tvvas the right path to Canaan 7 * ground. 
 
 6 Thus when cur firft releafe we gain 
 From fin's old yoke, and Satan's chain/ 
 We have this deiart world to pafs, 
 
 A dang'rous, and a tirefome place, 
 
 7 He feeds and clothes us all the way, 
 He guides our footfteps left we ftray, 
 He guards us with a pow'riul hand, 
 And brings us to th? heav'n'.y land. 
 
 8 O let the faints with joy record 
 
 The truth and goodnei's of the Lord ; 
 How great his works 1 how kind his ways |j 
 Ler ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife. 
 Psalm CVII. zd Part. Long Metre 
 Correction Jor ftii, and releafe by prayer._ 
 
 1 TpRjM age to age exalt his name, 
 
 JP God and his grace are ftili the fame j. 
 He fiiis the hungry foul with food, 
 And feeds the poor with ev'ry good, 
 
 2 But if their hearts rebel and rife 
 Againftthe God who rules the ikies, 
 If they rejedfc his heav'nly word, 
 And flight the counfels of the Lord : 
 
 3 He'll bring their fpirfcsto the ground, 
 And no del iv 'ranee (hall be found ; 
 Laden with grief they wafte their breath 
 
224 PSALM CVJL 
 
 In darknefs and the (hades of death. 
 
 4 Then to the Lord they raife their cries, 
 He makes the dawning light arife, 
 And fcatters all that difmal ihade 
 Which hung lb heavy round their head. 
 
 5 He cuts the bars of brafs in two, 
 And lets the fmiling pris'ner through; 
 Takes off the load oi guilt and grief, 
 And gives the lab 'ring foul relief. 
 
 6 O may the Tons of men record 
 The vvond'rous gpodnefs of the Lord ! 
 How great his works ! how kind his ways ! 
 Let ev'ry tongue pronounce fcjs praife* 
 Psalm CVII. ' 3d Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Intemperance punijhed and pardoned : or, a pfalm 
 for the glutton and the drunkard. 
 
 1 "T TAIN man, on fooliih pleafures bent, 
 
 y Prepares for his own punifhment : 
 What pains, what loathfome maladies 
 From luxury and mil: arife ! 
 
 2 The drunkard fee's his vitals wade : 
 Yet drowns his health to pleafe his tafle : 
 'Till all his active powers are loft, 
 
 Ana fainting life grows near the duft. 
 
 3 The glutton groans, and loaths to eat, 
 His foul abhors delicious meat ; 
 Nnture with heavy loads opprcft, 
 Would yield to death to be releas'd. 
 
 4 Then how the frighted Tinners fiy 
 To Gnd, for help, with earned: cry ! 
 
 He hears their groans, prolong* their breath, 
 And faves them from approaching death. 
 
 5 No medicines could efFe£t the cure 
 
■ P S A L M CVII. 2 2 5 
 
 So quick , fo eafy, or (o fare : 
 The deadly fenter.ee God repeals. 
 He fend:, his fov'reign word and heals. 
 
 £ O may the fens of men record 
 
 The wond'reus gbodnefb" of the Lord, 
 And let their thankful ofPnngs prove 
 Hot? they adore their. Maker's love. 
 Psalm CVII. ^th Part. Long Metre. 
 
 Deliverance from fxorms and Jhipnxsreck : or, the 
 jeaman's Jong. 
 
 il T 7DULD you behold the works ofGcd 5 
 VV His wonders in the world abroad. 
 Go with the mariners, and trace 
 The unknown regions of the fea*. 
 
 2. They leave their native foot es behind, 
 And feize the favour of the wind j 
 ''Till God commands and tempers rife. 
 Which heave the ocean to the Ikies. 
 
 3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amain, 
 ISow link to cireadful deeps again \ 
 What ftrange affrights young (ailors feel} 
 And like a Haggling drunkard reel ! 
 
 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, 
 Loft to all hopes, to God they cry ; 
 His mercy hears their loud addrefs. 
 And fends falvation in diftrefs. 
 
 5 He bids the winds their wrath afTuage, 
 The furious waves forget their rage j 
 Tis calm ; and failors (mile to fee 
 The haven where they wifh'd to be. 
 
 6 O may the fons of men record 
 
 ' The wond'rous goodnefs of the Lord ! 
 Let them their private ©fPrings bring. 
 
226 PSALM CVII. 
 
 And in the church his slory fing. 
 Psalm CVII. Common Metre. 
 The mariner 1 s pfalm. 
 I r ■ iHY vv^rks of glcry, mighty Lord, 
 Thy wonders in the deeps, 
 The fons of courage (hall record* 
 Who trade in floating fh'ps. 
 1 At thy command the winds arife, 
 Andfweli thetow'ring waves ; 
 The men altonifh'd, mount the fides, 
 And link in gaping graves. 
 
 3 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills, 
 
 And plunge in deeps again j 
 Each like a tott'ring drunkard reel?, 
 And finds his courage vain. 
 
 4 Frighted to hear the tempefts rear, 
 
 They pant with flunking breath, 
 And hopelefs of the diftant more, 
 Expect immediate death.] 
 
 5 Then to the Lord they raife their cries.. 
 
 He hears the loud requdi, 
 And orders filence through the ikies, 
 And lays the floods to reft. 
 
 6 Sailors rejoice to l#fe their fears, 
 
 And fee the ftorm allay'd ; 
 Now to their eyes the port appears : 
 There let their vows be paid. 
 
 7 'Tis God who brings them fate to land <$ 
 
 Let ftupid mortals know 
 That waves are under his command, 
 And all the winds which blow. 
 $ O that the fons of men would prajfe 
 The goodnefs of the Lord 1 
 
PSALM CVIL 227 
 
 And thefe who fee thy wond rous ways, 
 
 Thy wond'rous love record. 
 Psalm CVIL Loft Part. Long Metre. 
 Colonies planted : or, nations bleji and funijhed. 
 A Pfalm for Newengland. 
 
 WHenGod,provok'd with daimg crimes^ 
 Scourges the madnefs of the times, 
 He turns their fields to barren fand, 
 And dries the rivers from the land. 
 His word can raifethe fprings again, 
 And make the wither'd mountains green* 
 Send fhow'ry bleilings from the fides, 
 Andharvefts in the defart rife. 
 
 J [Where nothing dwelt but hearts of prey, 
 Or men as fierce and wild as they ; 
 He bids th' oppreft and poor repair, 
 And build them towns and cities there. 
 They fow the fields, and trees they plant, 
 Whofe yearly fruit fiipplies their want : 
 Their race grows up from fruitful ftocks, 
 Their wealth increafes with their flocks. 
 
 5 Thus they are bleft $ but if they fin, 
 He lets the heathen nations in, 
 A favage crew invades their lands, 
 Their children die by barb'rous hands. 
 
 b Their captive fons expos'd to fcorn, 
 Wander unpity'd and forlorn ; 
 The country lies unfene'd, untili'd, 
 And defolation fpreads the field. 
 
 7 Yet if the humble nation mourns, 
 Again his dreadful hand be turns ; 
 Again he makes the cities thrive, 
 And bids the dying churches live.] 
 
zz% PS ATM CDC. 
 
 8 The righteous, with ajojfulfenfe, 
 Admire the works of providence ; 
 And tongues of Atheifis lhail no more 
 Blafpheme the God whom faints sdore. 
 
 g How few with pious care record 
 Thefe wond'rous dealings of the Lord ! 
 But wife obfervers ftill mall find 
 The Lord is holy, juft and kind. 
 
 Psalm CIX. Common Metre. 
 Love to enemus from the example of Chrifi . 
 X g^^\ OD of my mercy and my praife, 
 VjF Thy glory is my 'fong ; 
 Though finners fpeak againft thy grace, 
 With a blafpheming congue. 
 
 2 When in the form of mortal man, 
 
 Thy fon on earth was found. 
 With cruel flanders falfe and vain, 
 They compafs'd him around. 
 
 3 Their mis'ries his companion move, 
 
 Their peace he J'lili purfu'd ; 
 They render hatred for his love, 
 
 And evil for his good. 
 4. Their malice rag'd without a caufe, 
 
 Yet with his dying breath, 
 He pray'd for murd'rers on his crofe, 
 
 And bled his foes in death. 
 
 5 Lord, mail thy bright example mine 
 
 In vain before my eyes ? 
 Give me a foul a-kin to thine, 
 Telove my enemies. 
 
 6 The Lord fhall on my fide engage, 
 
 And ia my Saviour's name 
 I fhall defeat their pride and rage, 
 
PSALM CX. 229 
 
 Who (lander and condemn. 
 Psalm CX. ift Part. Long Metre. 
 Chrift exalted, and multitudes converted : or, tht 
 juccefi of the go/pel, 
 
 1 rWVcVJS the eternal Father fpake 
 
 To Chrijl the Son, " Afcend and fit 
 * c Ac my right hand 'till I (hall make 
 " Thy \qz* fuhmifiive at thy feet. 
 
 2 u From Zion fnali thy word proceed, 
 li Thy word, the fceptrc is thy hand, 
 
 t£ Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, 
 11 And bow their wills to thy command. 
 
 3 « That day fttsll (hew thypow'r is great, 
 
 l< When faints (hall flock with willing minds,, 
 « e And finners crowd thy temple-gate, 
 <c Where holinefs and beauty fhines." 
 
 4 ObleiTedpowY I O glorious day, 
 What a large vicVryliyali enfue 1 
 And converts, who thy grace obey, 
 Exceed the drops of msrning dew. 
 Psalm CX. 2d Part. Long Metre. 
 
 The kingdom and prlejlhood of Chrift. 
 j rT^HUS the great Lord of earth and fea 
 J[ Spake to his Son, and thus he fwore : 
 " Eternal (hall thy priefthood be, 
 « And change from hand to hand no more. 
 " Aaro7i and all his fons muft die : 
 " But everiafttng life is thine, 
 " To lave for ever thofe who fly 
 " For refuge, from the wrath divine. 
 14 By me Mekhifedek was made' 
 " On earth a king and prieft. at once » 
 " And thou, my heav'nly Pi ieft, Chair plead % 
 <* And thou, my King, wait rule my fons." 
 
*5o PSALM CX. 
 
 4 J e J us tne P r i e ^ afcends his tbrcn?, 
 While couniels of eternal peace, 
 Between the Father and the Son, 
 Proceed with honaur andfuccefs. 
 
 5 Thro' the whole earth his reign fhall fp read 
 And cruih the pow'rs which dare rebel ; 
 
 ' Then fhall he judge the riling dead, 
 And fend the guilty world to hell. 
 
 6 Though while he treads his glorious way, 
 He drinks the cup of tears and blood! 
 The fufTYmgs of tb-at dreadful day 
 Shall but advance him near to God. 
 
 Psalm CX. Common Metre. 
 ChriitV kingdom and priefilood. . 
 I ^MSUS. our Lord, afcend thy throne, 
 J And near thy Father fit : 
 In Zion fhall thy pow'r be known, 
 And make ihy foes fubmit. 
 0. What wonders (hall thy gofpel do ! 
 Thy converts fhall furpafj 
 The num'rous drops of morning dew, 
 And own thy fov'reign grace. 
 
 3 God hath pronoune'd a firm decree, 
 
 Nor changes what he tivore ; 
 « c Eternal fh ill thy prieflftood be, 
 ct When AaronV. riom^rei 
 
 4 " Mekkifedeky that wene'rous prielr, 
 
 " That king of high de^r^s, 
 " That holy man whom Abraham blcfT, 
 " Was but a type of thee. ,f 
 
 5 J f f us C> ur Prieft for ever lives 
 
 To ple^d for us above : 
 Jtfus our King for ever gives 
 
PSALM CXI. 231 
 
 The bleaiugsof his love. 
 6 God mail exalt his glorious head, 
 And his high throne maintain. 
 Shall ftrike the povv'rs and princes dssd, 
 . Who dare oppofe his reign. 
 Psalm CXI. \fi Part. Conxion Metre. 
 The euiifdom of Go a in his ^farks. 
 i OONG3 of ihimoxuX oraife belong 
 J5 To my ahnighjy God : 
 He has my heaitj and ha my tongu?, 
 ihraad his Viaooe abroad, r 
 2 How £reat rnc works his hand has wrought I 
 ^How glorious in o::r%ht! 
 Good mers in ey'ry a^e have/fought 
 
 His wond 
 
 v,v- 
 
 3 How moft exact is nature's frame \ 
 How wife th* eternal mind ! 
 Kis counsels never change the fchems 
 Which his that thoughts cefigr.'d. 
 I When he redeern'd his-chofcri Tons, 
 He nx'd his cov'nant fure : 
 _The orders which his Iipspronounce,. 
 
 To endlefs years endure. 
 > Nature and lime, and earth and ikies,. 
 . Thy h eav'niy (kill proclaim : 
 What fha!i ?;e dot© make us wife, 
 But learn to read thy name? 
 j To fea; 1 thy %pw'r, to truft-thy grace, 
 Is our divinen? fkiil : 
 And he's thewlfe&of our race - 
 
 Who beft obeys thy&v'iU. 
 salm CXL 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 The perfections ef Gsd. 
 
232 PSALM CXII-. 
 
 i jT>i Reat is the Lord : his works of migl 
 \jT Demand our nob-eft fongs ; 
 Let hisjuTembieJ faints unite 
 Their harmony 6$ tongues. 
 1 Groat is the mercy of the Lard, 
 He gives his children food ; 
 And ever mindful of his word, 
 He snakes his profnife goed. 
 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came 
 To fg*l his cev'naru fart : 
 Holy and revYend is his name, 
 - His ways ire jutt and pure. 
 4. They who would grow divinely wife, 
 Mjift with his fear begin j 
 Our faireft proof of knowledge lies 
 In hating ev'ry fin. 
 Ps a l m CXlI. Particular Metre. 
 Whe blejjings of the liher&l ?na~-i. 
 i riT^H AT man is bleft who Sands in awe 
 J[_ Of God, and loves his facred law : 
 His feed, on earth ftiali be renown *d : 
 His houfe, the feat of wealth, (hall be 
 An mexhau'fed treafury» 
 
 And with fucceflive honours crown'd. 
 ; His lib'ial favours he extends, 
 To fame be give?, to others tends : 
 
 A gen'rcLis pity fi.'is his mind ; 
 Yet what his charity impairs, 
 H: laves by prudence in affair, 
 
 And thus he's ju'fj to ail mankind. 
 ♦ His hands, white they his alms beliowM, 
 His glory's future harvefl: fow'd : 
 Xhs f.vcet remembrance of ;)v jufr, 
 
PSALM CXtt. S33 
 
 Like agreenroot^ revives and besrs 
 A train of blefilngs for his heirs, 
 
 When dying nature fletps in du£L 
 4 Befet with threat'ning dangers round, 
 UnmovM fhall he maintain his ground : 
 
 His confcience holds his courage up : 
 Theioul that's filPd with virtue's light, 
 Shines brighter!; in affliction's night : 
 
 And fees in darknsfs beams of hope. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 ^ [I'll tidings never can furprife 
 
 The heart, which fix'd on God relies, 
 
 Though waves and tempefts roar around ; 
 'Safe on a rock, he fits, and fees 
 The fhipwreckof his enemies, 
 
 And all their hope and glory drown'd. 
 6 The wicked fhall his triumph fee, 
 And gnafh their teeth in agony, 
 
 To find their expectations croft, 
 They and their envy, pride and fpite> 
 Sink down to everlafting night, 
 And all their names in darknefslcft.] 
 
 Psalm CXII. Long Metre. 
 'The hlefjings of the pious and charitable, 
 ifpHRlCE bappy man who fears theLord, 
 JL Loves his commands,and trultshis word 3 
 Honour and peace his days attend, 
 And bleffings to his feed defcend. 
 
 2 ConipaiTion dwells upon his mind, 
 To works of mercy ftill inclin'd : 
 He -tends the poor fome prefent aid, 
 Or gives them not to be repaid. 
 
 3 When, Jinies grow dark, snd tidings fpresd, 
 
 U2 
 
£54 PSALM CXIL 
 
 Which fill his neighbour round with dread 
 Kis heart is arm'd again'! the fear, 
 For God with all his pow'r is there. 
 
 4 His foul, well hVd upon the Lord, 
 Draws heav'nly Courage from his word ; 
 Amidft trie darknefs, light fhdl riff, 
 To cheer his heart, and blefs his eyes. 
 
 5 He hath difyers'd hi? alms abroad, 
 His works are frill before his God ; 
 His name on earth fhall long remain, 
 While envious finners fret la vain. 
 
 Psalm CXIL Common Metre. 
 Liberality rewarded. 
 
 1 T TAPPY is he who fears the Lord, 
 JLi And follows his commands, 
 Who lends the poor without reward, 
 
 Or gives with lib'ral hand*. 
 
 2 As pity dwells within his breaft, 
 
 To all the fons of need ": 
 So God fhall anfwerhis requeft, 
 With Wettings on his feed. 
 
 3 No evil tidings frnllfurprife 
 
 His welLeftablifh'd mind ; 
 His foul to God, his refuge, flies, 
 
 And leaves his fears behind. 
 4. In times of general diftrefs, 
 
 Some beams of light fhall fhine, 
 To fhew the world his righteoufnefs, 
 
 And give him peace divine. 
 5 His works of piety and love, 
 
 Remain before the Lord : 
 Honour on earth, and joys above, 
 
 Shall b; his fure reward. 
 
PSALM CXIII. 23 1 
 
 Psalm CXJII. Particular Me tre. 
 Z#£ maj-:fy and condefcenfian cf God. 
 j "^7"E who delight to reive tne Lord, 
 j[ The honours of his name record, 
 His fat red name for ever blefs : 
 Where'er the circling fun difplays 
 His rifing beams or fetting-rays, 
 
 Let lands and feas his pow'r confefs. 
 % Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, 
 Can give his valt dominion bounds ; 
 
 The heav'ns are far-be low his height ; 
 Let no created greatnefs dare 
 With our eternal God compare, 
 Arm'd with his uncreated might. 
 
 3 He bows his glorious head to view 
 What the bright hofts of angels do, 
 
 And bends his ear to mortal things ; 
 His fov'reign hand exalts the poor, 
 He takes the needy from the door, 
 
 And makes them company for kings, 
 
 4 When childlefs families defpair, 
 He fends the bleffirrg of an" heir, 
 
 To refcue their expiring name ; 
 The mother, with a thankful voice, 
 Proclaims his praifes and her joys»: 
 Let ev'ry age advance his fame. 
 Psalm CXIII. Long Metre. 
 Gedjovereign and gracious. 
 % "\7*E fervants cf tlr almighty King, 
 j[ In ev'ry age -his praifes fing j 
 Where'er the fun mall rife or let, 
 The nations fliall his praife repeat. 
 a Above the earth, beyond the 1%, 
 
£3 6 PSALM CXIV. 
 
 Stands his high throne of majefty ; 
 Nor time, nor place his pow'r reftrain, 
 Nor bound his umverfal reign. 
 g Which of the fons of AJamdare, 
 Or angeW with their God compare ? 
 His glories, how divinely bright, 
 Who dwells in uncreated light ! 
 
 4 Behold his love : he ftoops to vievr 
 What faints above and angels do j 
 And condescends yet more, to know 
 The mean affairs of men below. 
 
 5 From duft and cottages obfcure, 
 His grace exalts the humble paor ; 
 Gives them the honour of his fons, 
 And fits them for hisheav'nly thrones. 
 
 6 [A word of his creating voice 
 Can make the barren houfe rejoice : 
 Though Sarah's ninety years were paft, 
 The promis'd feed is born at laft. 
 
 p Wich joy the mother views her fon, 
 And tells the wonders God has done : 
 Faith may grow ftrong when fenfe defpairs ; 
 If nature fails, the promife bears.] 
 Psalm CXIV. Long Metre. 
 Miracles attending Ifrael^ journey, 
 
 WHen 7/rW, freed from Pharaoh's hand, 
 Left the preud tyrant and his land, 
 The tribes with cheerful homage own 
 Their King, and Judah was his throne, 
 2 Acrofs tha deep their journey lay : 
 The deep divides to make them way : 
 Jerdan beheld their march, and fled 
 With backward current to his head. m 
 
PSALM CXV. 237 
 
 3 The mountains {hook like frighted fheep, 
 Like lambs the little hillock- leap ; 
 
 Not Six at on her bafe cou ] d itasd, 
 Confcious of fuv'reig!! pow'f at hand. 
 
 4 What pow'f could make the deep divide ! 
 Make "Jordan backward roll his tide ! 
 Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? 
 
 And whence the fright which Sinai feels ? 
 
 5 Let ctfVy mountain, ev'ry- flood 
 Retire and kno$? in' apprc achiqg God, 
 The King of Ifr'd ; fee him here : 
 Tremble thou earth, adore and fear. 
 
 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns, 
 The ruck to landing po&h he terns ; 
 Flints fpring with fountains at his word, 
 And 3res and feas confcfs the Lord, 
 
 Psalm CXV. Long Metre. 
 The true God our refuge : cr, idolatry reproved. 
 
 1 llkTOT to cuiirJves, who are but dull, 
 j_ ^ Not to ouneives is glory due ; 
 Eternal God, thou only juir, 
 
 Thou only gracious, wife and true. 
 
 2 Shine fprta in all thy dreadful name ; 
 Why (hou'd a Hzaihins haughty tongue 
 Infult us, and ro mile btfr ftume. 
 
 Say, Whe-re $ the GadyoiCvejervdfo lung f 
 
 3 Ti'e'Qod we fcrve, maintains his throne 
 Above the clouds, beyond the ikies, 
 Through all the earth his will is done, 
 He knows our groans, be hears our cries.' 
 
 4 But the vain idols they adore, 
 
 Are fenfeleG; fhapes of (rone and wood 5 
 At belr, a mafs of glitt'ring ore, 
 
238 PSALM CXV. 
 
 A (liver faint or go!denigo<J« 
 
 5 fW ith eyes and ears they carve the bead, 
 Deaf ?•'. their ears, their eyes are blind : 
 |ii* ina;e coftly ofPrihgs made, 
 
 And vo^s are fcati&r'd in the wind. 
 
 6 Their feet were never made to move, 
 Nor hands to fave when mortals pray ; 
 Mortals who pay them fear or love, 
 Seem to be blind and deaf as they.j 
 
 7 O.Ifi'tl, make the LqrcPthy ho , 
 Thy help, thy refuge, and thy reft, 
 The Lorijhilj build thy ruins up, 
 AndbTef? the people a.Vd the prieft. 
 
 $ The dead no mors can fpeak thy praife. 
 They dwell in filenee in the grave ; 
 But weihall live to fing thy grace, 
 AvJ telLthe world thv rx>w*r to fave. 
 Psalm CXV. Particular Metra. 
 Popljh idolatry reproved. 
 
 l^TOT toour riar^es thoaoblyjuft^d true, 
 
 \j% Mot to our ivqfthWfs names is gloryc'ue: 
 
 r L ny pow'r and grace, thy truth and jufHee 
 
 Immortal honors to thvfov'reign name [claim 
 
 Shine through the earth, from heav'n thy bleft 
 
 ibodei, [God ?" 
 
 Nor let the Heathen fay, <{ And Where's your 
 
 2 Heav'n is thine higher court : there (tands 
 
 thy throne, 
 
 And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done ; 
 
 Our God frarn'd ail this earth, thefe he.w'ns 
 
 he fprcad, [made ; 
 
 D :*• fools adore the gotts their hands have 
 
 The kneeling crowd with looks devour, beheld 
 
PSALM CXVT. z^ 
 
 Their filver faviours, 2nd their faints of gold. 
 I [Vain are thofe artful fhapes cf eyes arid ears 3 
 The molten image neither fees nor hears \ 
 Their hands are helplefs, nor their feet can 
 - move, [nor love ! 
 
 They have nofpeech, nor thought, nor pow'r, 
 Yet foelifhmortals make their long complaints 
 To their deaf idols, and their movelefs faints. 
 \ The rich have ftatues well adorn'd with geld ; 
 The poor content with gods of coarfer mold, 
 V/tth tools of iron carve the fenfeiefs ftock, 
 Lopt from a i?sz y or broken from a "rock : 
 People and prieits drive on the folemn trade, 
 And truft the gods which jaws ana ham mars 
 
 made.] 
 5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd ! 'tis hard to fay 
 rWhich are more ftupid,or theTr gods, or they : 
 [O Ifr'el^ truS the Lord : he hears and kss, 
 He knows thy forrews, and reftcres thy peace: 
 His worfiyip does a th^afand comforts yield, 
 He is thy help, and be thine hsavViy mleld. 
 , In God we truft 5 our impious foes in vain 
 Attempt our ruin, and oppofe his reign ; 
 m& theyprevaii'd,darknefs had etqs'd our days, 
 And death and filence'had forbid his prsiie': 
 put we are fav'd, and live : let fbogs arife, 
 ^.nd Zion f>lefi the G d wh* built the Odes. 
 
 jalm CXVI. ift Part, Common Metre. 
 Recovery front jicknejs. 
 ,OVE the Loid : he heard my cries. 
 And pity'd ev'ry groati : 
 
 Long as I live v^hen troubles rife, 
 I'll haUsa to his threns. 
 
240 PSALM CXVI. 
 
 2 I love the Lord ; he bov/d his ear, 
 
 Arid chas'd rny griefs -away ; 
 O let my heart do more defpair, 
 While I ha</e breath ro pray. 
 
 3 My ffefh dedfn'd, my (pirits fell, 
 
 Ac J <uew near the dead, 
 While inypard r>angJ,a«d fears of hell, 
 
 P< rpiex'd my Wafc< 
 4. ,c My Gdd, I ery'cl; ant faye, 
 
 f i hou eyer good and juit ; 
 " Thy powVcan refctfe from the grave, 
 
 " Thy pow'r is all my truft.*' 
 
 5 The Lord beheld rne fore diftreft, 
 
 He bid my pains remove ; 
 Return, my foul, to God thy reft, 
 For thou haft known his love. 
 
 6 My G:;d hath kv'd my foul from death, 
 
 And dry'd my falling tears : 
 Now to his praife I'll fpend my breath, 
 And my remaining years. 
 Psalm CXVI. 2 d Part. Common Metre. 
 Vows made in trouble, paid in the 'church : or, pub- 
 lic thanks for private deliverance. 
 
 1 TTTHATfnall I render to my God, 
 
 y V For all his kindnef? (hown ! 
 My feet (hall vifit thine abode, 
 My fangs addrefs thy throne. 
 
 2 Among the faints who fill thy houfe, 
 
 My ofPrings fhali be paid \ 
 There fhall my zeal perform the vews 
 Mj' foul in anguilb made. 
 
 3 How much is mercy thy delight, 
 
 Thou evcr-bleffcd God ! 
 
PSALM CXVII. H* 
 
 How dear thy fervants in thy %htt 
 How precious rs their blood ! 
 4. How happy all thy fervants are ! 
 How great thy grace to me ! 
 My life, which thou haft made thy care, 
 Lord, I devote to thee. 
 
 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, 
 
 Nor mall my purpofe move ; 
 Thy hand hath locs'd my bonds of pain, 
 And fecund me .with thy love. 
 
 6 Here, in thy courts I leave my vow, 
 
 And thy rich grace record j 
 Witnefs, ye faints, who hear me now, 
 
 If i foiiake the Lord. 
 Psalm CXVII. Common Metre. 
 Pfaife to God from all nations. 
 1 f\ ALL ye nations, praife the Lord, 
 \J Each with a diff'rent toague ; 
 In ev'ry language learn his word, 
 And let his name be fung. 
 S His mercy reigns through ev'ry land 5 
 Proclaim his grace abroad; 
 For ever firm his truth (hall {land ; 
 Praife ye the faithful Gcd^ 
 Psalm' CXVII. Long Metre. 
 I TTVROMall who dwell below the ikies, 
 Jj Let the Creator's praife arife : 
 Let the Redeemer's name be fung 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 ? 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praife thai! found from Ihore to fhore* 
 'Till funs fhall rife and fet no more, 
 W 
 
*4* PSALM CXVII, CXVIII. 
 
 Psal m CXVII. Short Metre. 
 * f'j'^HY name, almighty Lord, 
 
 j[_ Shall found through diftant lands ; 
 Great is thy grace, and fare thy word, 
 
 Thy truth for ever ftands. 
 2 Far be thine honour fpread, 
 
 And long thy praife endure, 
 'Till morning light and ev'ning ihade 
 Shall be exchang'd no more. 
 Psalm CXVIII. lJIPart. Common Metre^ 
 
 Deliverance from a tumult* i 
 I r I ^HE Lord appears my helper now, 
 Nor is my faith afraid 
 What all the fons of earth can do, 
 Since Heav'n affords its aid. 
 •2 'Tii fafer, Lord, to truft in thee, 
 And hare my God my friend, 
 Than truft in men of high degree. 
 And on their truth depend. 
 
 3 Like bees my foes befet me round, 
 
 A large and angry fwarm ; 
 But 1 fhall all their rage confound, 
 By thine almighty arm. 
 
 4 'Tis through the Lord, my heart is ftrong, 
 
 In him my lips rejoice; 
 While his falvation is my fong, 
 How cheerful is my voice 1 
 
 5 Like angry bees they girt me round ; 
 
 When God appears, they fly : 
 So burning thorns with crackling found 
 Make a fierce blaze, and die. 
 
 6 Joy to the faints, and peace belongs; 
 
 The Lord protects their ways : 
 
PSALM CXVIII. 245 
 
 Let Ifr'el tune immortal fongs 
 To his almighty grace. 
 Psalm CXVIII. 2d Part. Common Metre,. 
 
 Public praife for deliverance from death. 
 I T ORD, thou baft heard thy fervant cry 3 
 \ j And refcu'd from the grave j 
 Now /hall he live : (and none can die. 
 If Gad refolve to fave.) 
 1 Thy praife, more ccnftant than before* 
 Shall fill his daily breath ; 
 Thy hand which hath chaftis'd him fore 3 , 
 Defends him ftill from death. 
 
 3 Open the gates of Zion now, 
 
 For we (hall worfhip there, 
 The houfe where all the righteous go> 
 Thy mercy to declare. 
 
 4 Among thl affernblies of thy faints, 
 
 Our thankful voice we raife ; 
 There we have told thee our complaints, 
 And there we fpeak thy praife. 
 Psalm CXVIII. 3d Part. Common Metre* 
 Ckriji the foundation of his church. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the fure foundation-Stone, 
 JO Which God in Zion lays, 
 
 To build our heav'nly hopes up*i!, 
 And his eternal praife. 
 
 2 Chofen of God, to tinners dear, 
 
 And faints adore his name ; 
 They truft their whole falvation here, 
 Nor fhall they fufferfhame. 
 
 3 The foolifh builders, fcribe and prieft, 
 
 Reject it with difdain ; 
 Yet on this Rock the church fhall reft. 
 
244 PSALM CXVIII. 
 
 And envy rage in vain. , 
 4 What though the gates of hell with flood ? 
 Yet mtift this building rife ; 
 'Tic :hy o'vn work, almighty God, 
 And wondrous in our eye?. 
 Psalm CXVIII. 4M Part. Common Metre. 
 Hefanna ; the Lord's dyy : or, CbrijVs rejurrettion* 
 and our fal nation. 
 
 1 rjpHIS is the day the Lord hath m^de, 
 
 J_ He calls the hours his own ; 
 
 Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 
 And praife furround the throne. 
 
 2 To-day he rofe and left the dead, 
 
 And Satan s empire fell ; 
 To-day the faintsjbrs triumphs fpread, 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hcfannaio th' anointed King, 
 
 To David's holy Son : 
 Help us, O Lord : defcend and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Bleft be the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With meftage:. o{ '"grace ; 
 Who comes in God his Father's name, 
 To fave our hnful race. 
 
 5 Hofanna in the hi'gheir itrains 
 
 The church on earth can n.ife j 
 The higheftheav'ps, in which he rei -: c , 
 Shall give him nobler praife. 
 Psalm CXVIII. Short Metre. 
 An Hojanna for the Lord's day : or, a xcw fcng of 
 faluaiion by Ghrijl. 
 I O^k what a hvir,^ Stone 
 
 The builders did refufe ; 
 
PSALM CXVIIL 245 
 
 Yet God hath built his church thereon, 
 In fpite of envious ^Jews* 
 
 2 The fcribe and angry prieft 
 
 Reject thine only Son ; 
 Yet on this Rock mall Ziort reft, 
 As the chief Comer-Stone. 
 
 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 
 
 And wondrous in our eyes j 
 This day declares it all divine, 
 This day did Jefus rife. 
 
 4 This is the glorious day 
 
 Which our Redeemer made ; 
 Let us rejoice, and fing, and pray # 
 Let all the church be glad. 
 
 5 Hofanna to the King 
 
 Of David's royal blood ; 
 Blefs him, ye faints : he comes to bring 
 Salvation from your God. 
 
 6 We blefs thy holy word, 
 
 Which all this grace difplays 5 
 And offer on thine altar, Lord, 
 O dT facrifke of praife. 
 Psalm CXVIIL Long Metre. 
 An Hofanna for the Lord's day : or, a new fong 
 of foliation by Chriftr. 
 
 1 "T O ! tebatfa glorious Corner-Stone 
 1 > The Jewijh builders did refufe : 
 
 Hut God hath built his church thereon, 
 In lpite of envy and the Jews, 
 
 2 Great God, the work is all divine, 
 The joy and wonder of our eyes' ; 
 This is the day which proves it thine 3 
 Ths day which faw our Saviour rife- 
 
 Wa. 
 
2 4 6 PSALM CXIX. 
 
 3 Sinners rejoice, and faints be glad ; 
 Hofanna, let his name bebleft : 
 
 A thoufand honours on his head, 
 With peace and light, and glory reft. 
 
 4 In God's own name he comes to bring 
 Salvation to our dying race ; 
 
 Let the whole church addrefs their King 
 
 With hearts of joy, and fongs of praife. 
 Psalm CXIX. \ft Part. Common Metre. 
 
 [I have collected and difpofed the moji ujeful <ver 
 fes of this Pfalm under eighteen different hezds, ant 
 formed a divine fong upon each of them : but th 
 *verjes are much tranfpofed, to attain fome degree o, 
 connexion. In fome places, among the words, law 
 commands, judgments, teftimonies, I have uje<. 
 gofpel, word, grace, truth, promifes, &c. a. 
 more agreeable to the New Teftanient, and the com- 
 mon language of Chrtjlians ; and it equally anfwer. 
 thedefignof the Pfalmiji, which was to recomment 
 the holyfcriptures.] 
 
 The blejfednefs of faints, and mifery offinners. 
 Ver. i, 2, 3. 
 
 1 "IDLEST are the undehTd in heart, 
 
 IJ Whofe ways are right and clean : 
 Who never from thy law depart, 
 But fly from ev'ry fin. 
 
 2 Bleft are the men who keep thy wopd, 
 
 And pra&ife thy commands ; 
 With their whole heart they feek the Lord 
 And ferve thee with their hands. 
 Ver*. 165. 
 
 3 Great is their peace who love thy law 5 
 
 How firm their fouls abide 1 
 Nor can a bold temptation draw 
 
PSALM CXIX. 24f 
 
 Their fteady feetafice, 
 Yer. 6. 
 
 4 Then (hall my heart have inward joy, 
 
 And keep my face from fhame. 
 When all thy ftatutes I obey, 
 
 And honor all thy name. 
 , Ver.- 21, 1 1 8. 
 
 5 But haughty Tinners, God will hate, 
 
 The proud fhall die accurft ; 
 The fons of falfehood and deceit 
 Are trodden to the duft. 
 Ver. 119,155. 
 
 6 Vile as the drofs-the wicked are : 
 
 And thofe who leave thy ways, 
 Shall fee falvation from afar, 
 But never tafre thy grace. 
 Psalm CXIX. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 Secret devotion, and fpiritual-mindednefs : or, cos* 
 Jiant converfe with God. 
 Ver. 147, 55. 
 I rTyO ihee, before the dawning Hoht 3 
 Jt < My gracious God, I pray, 
 I meditate thy name by night, 
 And keep thy law by day. 
 Ver. 81. 
 a My fpirit faints to fee tby grace, 
 Thy promife bears me up ; 
 And while falvation long delays, 
 Thy word fupports my hope. 
 
 Ver. 164. . 
 
 3 Sev'n times a-day I lift my hands, 
 And pay my thanks to thee ; 
 jThy righteous providence demands 
 
**g PSALM CXIX. 
 
 Repeated praife from me. 
 Ver. 62. 
 4 When midnight darknefs veils the fkiesv 
 I call thy works to mind ; 
 My thoughts in warm devotion rife, 
 And fweet acceptance find. 
 Psalm CXIX. $d Part. Common Metres 
 Profeffions ofjincerity, repentance and obedience* 
 Ver. 57, 6q. 
 
 1 rTTIHOU art my portion, O my God 3 
 
 J[ Soon as I know thy way, 
 My heart makes hafte t' obey thy word, 
 And fuifers no delay, 
 Ver. 30, 14. 
 
 2 I chufe the path of heav'nly truth, 
 
 And glory in my choice : 
 Not all the riches of the earth 
 Could make me fo rejoice, 
 
 3 The teftimonies of thy grace, 
 
 1 fet before my eyes ; 
 Thence I derive my daily ftrength, 
 And there my comfort lies. 
 Ver. 59. 
 
 4 If once I wander from thy path, 
 
 I think upon my ways, 
 Then turn my feet to thy commands 
 And truft thy pard'ning grace. 
 Ver. 94,114. 
 
 5 Now I am thine, iot ever thine, 
 
 O lave thy fervant, Lord \ 
 Thou art my fliield, my hiding-place/. 
 My hope is in thy word. 
 Ver, 11.Z. 
 
PSALM CXIX. 249 
 
 6 Thou haft inclinM this heart of mine, 
 Thy ftatutes to fulfil : 
 And thus 'till mortal life fhall end, 
 Would I perform thy will". 
 Psalm CXIX. ^th Part. Common Metre. 
 InjlruSion from fcripUire, 
 Ver. 9. 
 ilTTQW (hall the young fecure their hearts* 
 And guard their lives from fin ? ■ 
 Thy word the choicefr. rule imparts, 
 To keep the confcience clean. 
 Ver. 130. 
 
 2 When once it enters to the mind, 
 
 It fpreads fuch light abroad, 
 The meaneft fsuh inftrudYicn find, 
 And raiie their thoughts t© God. 
 Ver. 105. 
 
 3 'Tis like the fun, an heav'nly light, 
 
 W hich guides us all the day ; 
 And through the daggers of the night, 
 A lamp to lead our way. 
 Ver. 993 100, 
 ^ The men who keep thy law with care, 
 And meditate thy word, 
 Grow wifer than their teachers are, 
 And better know the Lord. 
 Ver. 104, (13. 
 
 5 Thy precepts make me truly wife ; 
 
 I hate the finners' road y 
 I hate my own vain thoughts which riie. 
 But love thy law, my God. 
 Ver. 89,90, 91. 
 
 6 [The ftarry heav'ns thy rule obey, 
 
i5 o PSALM CXIX. 
 
 The earth maintains her place ; 
 And thefe, thy fervants night and day, 
 Thy fkill and pow'r exprefs. 
 *] But ftill thy law and gofpel, Lord, 
 Have leiTons more divine : 
 Not earth ftands firmer than thy word, 
 Norftars To nobly fhine.] 
 
 Ver. ]6o, 14.0, 9, 116. 
 8 Thy word is evertafting truth ; 
 How pure isev'ry page ! 
 That holy book mall guide our youth, 
 And well fupport cur age. 
 Psalm CXIX. '^th Part. Common Metre.' 
 Delight infcripture: crjhe nuord cfGodd<wellingin us% 
 
 V>f, 97. 
 
 1 f>^ HOW I love thy holy law, 
 \J 'Tis daily my delight ; 
 And thence my meditations draw 
 
 Divine advice by night. 
 Ver. 148. 
 
 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, 
 
 To meditate thy word ; 
 My foul with longing melts away, 
 To hear thy gofpel, Lord. 
 Ver. 3, 13, 54. 
 
 3 How doth thy word my heart engage f 
 
 How well employ my tongue ! 
 And in my tirefome pilgrimage, 
 Yields meanheav'nly fong. 
 
 i! x n Vcr *7 2 > i 2 7- 
 
 4 Am I a (tranger, or at home, 
 
 'Tis my perpetual feaft ; 
 Not honey dropping from the comfe, 
 
PSALM CXIX. sji 
 
 So much allures the tafte. 
 Ver. 72. 127. 
 
 5 No treafures fo enrich the mind ; 
 
 Nor (hall thy word be fold 
 For loads of filver well refin'd, 
 Nor heaps of choiceft gold. 
 Ver. 28, 49, 175. 
 
 6 When nature links, and fpirits droop, 
 
 Thy promifes of grace 
 Are pillars to fupport my hope, 
 And there I write thy praife. 
 
 3?salm CXIX. 6th Part. C6mmon Metre. 
 Holinefs and comfort from the word, 
 Ver. 128. 
 t T ORD, I efteem thy judgments right, 
 I j And all thy ftatntes j utt ; 
 Thence I maintain a conitant fight 
 With ev'ry flatt'ring lufh 
 Ver. 97, 9. 
 & Thy precepts often 1 furvey : \ 
 
 I keep thy law in fight, 
 Through all the bufinefs of the day, 
 To fornrrny aclions right. 
 Ver. 62. 
 My heart in midnight filence cries, 
 " How fweet thy comforts be !" 
 My thoughts in holy wonder rife, 
 And bring their thanks to thee : * 
 Ver. 162. 
 And when my fpirit drinks her fill, 
 
 At fome good word of thine, 
 Not mighty men who fhare the fpoi! 3 
 Havejoys compared to mine. 
 
* 5 2 PSALM CXIX. 
 
 Psalm CXIX. 7th Part. Common Metre. 
 
 JmperfecJion of nature, and perfection of fcripture, 
 
 Vcr, 90, parapnrafed. 
 
 1 "f" ET ail the Heathen writers join 
 
 \^j To form one perfect book, 
 Great God ! if once compar'd with thine, 
 Ho* mean their writings look ! 
 
 2 Not the moft perfect rules they gave, 
 
 Could (hew one fin forgiv'n, 
 
 Nor lead a ftep beyond the grave ; 
 
 But thine conduct to heav'n. 
 
 3 I've Teen an end of what we call 
 
 Perfection here below ; 
 How ihort the pow'rs of nature fall, 
 And can no further go ! 
 
 4 Yet men would fain be juft with God, 
 
 By works their hands have wrought ; 
 But thy command?, exceeding broad, 
 Extend to ev'ry thought. 
 
 5 In vain we boafS: perfection here. 
 
 While fin defiles cur frame, 
 And finks our virtues down fo far, 
 They fcarce deferve the name. 
 
 6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace, 
 
 Fall far below thy word ; 
 But perfect truth and righteoufnefs 
 Dwell only with the Lord. 
 Ps^lm CXIX. Stb Part. Common Metre 
 *£ke 'word of God is the, faints portion : cr, th 
 excellency and variety of the fcriptures. 
 Ver. in, paraphrased. 
 I 1 ORD, I have made thy word my choice 
 I j My lading heritage 5 
 
PSALM CXIX. H! 
 
 There ihall my nobleft pow'rs rejoice, 
 
 My warmed thoughts engage. 
 I'll read the hift'ries of thy love, 
 
 And keep thy law in fight, 
 While through the prQmifes I rove, 
 • With ever-frefh delight. 
 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, ' 
 > Where fprings of life arife : 
 Seeds of immortal blifs are fown, 
 
 And hidden glory lies. 
 The beft relief which mourners have, 
 
 It makes our forrows bled ; 
 Our faireft hope beyond the grave, 
 And our eternal reft. 
 Psalm CXIX 9 th Part. Common Metre. 
 Difire of * knowledge : or, the teaching of the Spirit 
 with the word. - 
 Ver. 64,68, 18. 
 1 qpHY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, 
 ■ How good thy works appear f 
 Upen mine eyes to read thy word, 
 
 And fee thy wonders there. 
 ,, L Ver - 7^125. 
 
 My heart was fafcion'd by thy band, 
 
 My fervice is thy due, ■ 
 
 O make thy fervant under&md 
 The duties hemuft do. 
 - Ver. 19. 
 
 I Since I' m a Granger here below, 
 _ Letnottby path be hid, 
 But mark the road my feet mould k, 
 And be my conftani guide 
 Ver. 26- 
 X 
 
254. PSALM CXIX. 
 
 4 When I confefs'd my wand'ring ways, 
 
 Thou heardft ray foul complain ; 
 Grant me the teachings of thy grace, 
 Or I fhall ftray again. 
 Ver. 33, 34. 
 
 5 If God to me his ftatutes [hew, 
 
 And heav'niy truth impart, 
 His work for ever I'll purfue, 
 His lav/ mall rule my heart. 
 Ver. 50, 7 1 . 
 
 6 This was my comfort wh^n I bore 
 
 Variety of grief ; 
 It miide me learn thy word the more, 
 And fly to that relief. 
 Ver. 51. 
 
 7 [In vain the proud deride me now ; 
 
 Til ne'er forge' thy law, 
 Nor let that bleffed gofpel go, 
 Whence all my hopes I draw. 
 Ver. tj, 171. 
 S When I have learnt my Father's will, 
 I'll teach the world his ways : 
 My thankful lipsinfpir'd with zeal, 
 Shalt loud pronounce his^oraife.] 
 Psalm CXIX. 19th Part. Common Metre. 
 Pleading the promijes. 
 Ver. 38, 49- 
 iEHOLD thy waiting fervarrt, Lord, 
 Devoted to thy fear ; 
 .emembcr and confirm thy word, 
 For all my hopes are there. 
 Ver. 41, 58, 107. 
 Haft thou not fentTalvatioa down, 
 
PSALM CXIX. 255 
 
 And proaii&'d quick'ning grace ? 
 Doth not my heart addrefs thy itetome 1 
 And ye* thy love delays. 
 Ver. 1233 42. 
 
 3 Mine eyes for thy falvation fail, 
 
 O bear thy fervant up ; 
 Nor letihe fcoffing lips prevail 
 Which dare reproach my hope. 
 Ycr. 49, 74. 
 
 4 D\dH thou not rail- my fatgg, O Lord ? , 
 
 Tncn fet thy truth appear : 
 
 And tno 1 as v/rii asf&ar. 
 Psalm CXIX. zit&P&ri. Common Metre. 
 Breathing after holinefs. 
 Ver, 5 , 33. 
 J /"\ THAT the Lord ifcould -oi.'e my 
 \J To .keep his (Ututes itii; ! / [ft^y-i 
 O that my God would'grant me grace 
 To know and do his will. 
 Ver. 29. 
 
 2 O fend thy Spirit down to -fit* 
 
 Thy law upon my heart! 
 Nor let rny tongue indulge ceccitj. 
 Nor a Ct the liars! part. 
 
 Ver » 3 6 ' 37- 
 
 3 From vanity tarn off my ~zy£S y 
 
 Let no corrupt defign, 
 Nor covetous defireS arise 
 W i t h i n th is fo u 1 o f m i n e . 
 Ver. 133. '. 
 
 4 Order rny footfteps by thy word, 
 
 And make my heart iincere % 
 
256 PSALM CXIX. 
 
 Let fin have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my eonfcience clear. 
 Ver. 176. 
 
 5 My foul hath gone too far affray, 
 
 My feet too often flip ; 
 Yet fince I've not forgot thy way, 
 Reftore thy wand'ring ftieep. 
 Ver. 35. 
 
 6 Make me to walk in thy commands ; 
 
 'Tis a delightful road ; 
 Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
 Offend agaiaft my God. 
 Psalm CXIX. 12th Part. Common Metr*. 
 Breathing after comfort and deliverance. 
 Ver. 153. 
 
 1 T\ /TY God, confider my diftrefs, 
 J^r J_ Let mercy plead my caufe ; 
 Though 1 have iinn'd againft thy grace, 
 
 I can't forget thy law?. 
 Ver. 39, 116. 
 
 2 Forbid, forbid the fharp reproach, 
 
 Which Ifo jufxly fear ; 
 Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, 
 Nor let my fname appear. 
 Ver. 122, 135. 
 
 3 Be thou a furety, L>rd, for me, 
 
 Nor let the proud opprefs, 
 Bat make thy waiting frr/ant fee 
 The minings of thy face. 
 Ver. 82. 
 
 4 My eye5 with expectation fail, 
 
 Mv jjeart within me cries, 
 When iv ill the Lord bis truth fu!fi!> 
 
PSALM CXIX. 257 
 
 And make my comforts rife I 
 Ver. 132. 
 Look down upon my forrows,Lord, 
 
 And (hew thy grace the fame, 
 Ai thou art ever wont t' afford 
 
 To thole who love thy name, 
 JALM CXIX. xyh Part, Common Metres 
 Holy fear and tendernefs of ' eonfcience. 
 Ver. 10. 
 
 WITH ray whole heart Pre fought 
 O let me never ft ray [thy face, 
 From thy comrn.ands/O God of grace* 
 Nor tread the tinners' way. 
 Ver. 11. 
 Thy word I've hid within my heart. 
 
 To keep my confcieii'ce clean, 
 And be an everlafting guard 
 From ev'ry riflng iin. 
 
 Ver. 63, 53, i 5 S. 
 I'm a companion of the faints, 
 
 Who fear and love the Lord j 
 
 My forrows rife, my nature faints, 
 
 When men rmnfgrefs thy word. 
 
 Ver. 16 1 , 163. 
 
 While finners da thy gofpel wrong} 
 
 My fpirit ftands in a%.e j 
 My foul abhors a lying tongue, 
 But loves thy righteous law. 
 V~r, 161, 120 
 My heart with (ac:ed revYence hears 
 
 The threat'nuigs of thy word ; 
 Myflefh/with holy trembling fears 
 The judgments pi the Lord, 
 X 2 
 
253 PSALM CXIX. 
 
 Ver. 166, 174. 
 6 My God> I long, I hope, I wait 
 For thy falvauon jftill ; 
 While thy whole lav/ is my delight, 
 And I obey thy will. 
 Ps a l m CXIX.' 1 4^ rW. Common Metre. 
 Benefit of afflictions, and fv.ppo'rt under them. 
 Ver. 153, 8r, 82. 
 
 1 /CONSIDER all my forrows, Lord, 
 %^_j And thy deliv'rance fend : 
 My ioul for thy falvation faints ; 
 
 When will my troubles end ? 
 Ver. 7r. 
 
 2 -Yet I have found 'tis good for me. 
 
 To bear my Father's rod ; 
 Afflictions make me learn thy law, 
 And live upon my God. 
 Ver. 50. 
 
 3 This is the comfort I enjoy 
 
 When new diftrefs begins : 
 I read thy word, I run thy way, 
 And hate my former fins. 
 Ver. 92. 
 
 4 Had not thy word been my delight 
 
 When earthly joys were fled, 
 My foul, oppreft with forrew's weight, 
 Had funk among the dead. 
 Ver. 75. 
 
 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, 
 
 Though they may feem fevere -, 
 The ifnrpsft fuff'iings I endure, 
 Flow from thy faithful care. 
 Ver. 67. 
 
PSALM CXIX. 259 
 
 6 Before I knew thy chaining rod, 
 My feet were apt to ftray ; 
 But now I learn to keep thy word, 
 Nor wander from thy way, 
 Psa^m CXIX. i$thPart. Common Metre. 
 Holy resolutions. 
 
 ':y&. 93. 
 
 THA i thy ftatu tes ev'ry hour 
 Might dwell upon my mind ! 
 Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r, 
 And daily peace I find, 
 Ver. 15, 16. 
 
 2 To meditate thy precepts. Lord, . 
 
 Shall be my fweet employ j 
 My foul {hall ne'er forget thy word ; 
 _Thy word is all my joy. 
 Ver. 32. 
 
 3 How would I run in thy commands, 
 
 If thou my heart difcharge 
 From fin and Satan % hateful chains, 
 And fet ray feet at large. 
 Ver. 13^46. 
 4. My lips with courage (hall declare 
 Thy ftatutes and thy name ; 
 I'll fpeafc thy word, though kings ihculd 
 Nor yield to (infill fhame. [hear 5 
 
 Ver. 6i, 69, 70. 
 
 5 Let bands of perfecutors rife 
 
 To rob me Ijf my right, 
 Let pride and malice forge their lies, 
 Thy law is my delight. 
 Ver. 115. 
 
 6 Depart From me, ye wicked race, 
 
2 6o PSALM CXIX. 
 
 Whofe hand* and hearts are ii! ; 
 I love my God, i love his ways, 
 And muft obey his will. 
 Psalm CXIX. i6sh Part. Common Metre. 
 Prayer J 'or quickening grace. 
 Vcr, 25, 37. i 
 
 1 ~& ^TY foul lies cleaving to the duft : 
 XT JL Lord, give me life divine ; 
 Frorn vain defires and evVy luft 
 
 Turn ofFthefe eyes of mine.. 
 
 2 I need the influence of thy grace 
 
 To fpeed me in thy way, 
 Left I fhould loiter in my race, 
 Or turn my feet ah 3 ray. 
 Vcr. 107. 
 
 3 When fore afflictions prefs me dow«, 
 
 I need thy quickening oow'rs 5 
 Thy word which I have retted on, 
 Shall help my heavieft hours. 
 . Ver. 156, 40. 
 
 4 Are not thy mercies fnv'reign ftilJ, 
 
 And thou a faithful God r 
 Wiit thou not grant me warmer zeal 
 To run the heav'nly road ? 
 Ver. 159,40. 
 
 5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, 
 
 And long to fee thy face ? 
 And yet hdWftow my fpixits move 
 Without enl 
 
 Ver. 93. 
 
 6 Then (hall I Jove thy gefpel more, 
 
 And ne'er forget thy word, 
 Wljen I have felt its quick'fling pow'i 
 
PSALM CXIX. 2^! 
 
 To draw me near the Lord. 
 Psalm CXIX. 17 tb Part. Long Metre. 
 Courage and perfeverance under perfecuticn : or, 
 grace Jhining in difficulties and trials. 
 Ver. 143, 28. 
 1 T T| 7"HEN pain and anguifh feize me,Lord, 
 VV All rny fupport is from thy word 5 
 My foul diiTolves for heavinefs ; 
 Uphold me with thy ftrength'ning grace. 
 Ver. 51,69, no. 
 
 2 The proud have frata'd their feoffs and lies 9 
 They watch my feet with envious eyes, 
 And tempt my foul to fnares and fin ; 
 
 Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 
 Ver. 161, 78. 
 
 3 They hate me, Lord, without a caufe, 
 They hate to fee me love thy laws : 
 But 1 will trufl; and fear thy name, 
 'Till pride and malice die with fhame. 
 
 Psalm CXIX. La/ Part. Long Metre. 
 Sanclified afflictions : or, delight in the word of 
 GOD. 
 Ver. 67, 59. 
 
 FATHER, I blefsthy gentle hand, 
 How kind was thy chaftiling rod, 
 Which fore'd my conference to a Hand, 
 And brought my wand'ring foul to God ! 
 Fooiifh and vain I wentafiray, \ 
 Ere I had felt thy fcourgeF, Lord ; 
 I left my guide, and lutt my way, 
 But now I love and keep thy word. 
 Ver. j 1. 
 J 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, 
 
262 PSALM CXX. 
 
 For pride is apt to rrfe and fweil ; 
 'Tis good to bear my Father's itrcke, 
 That I might learn his Itatutes well. 
 
 Vef. 72. 
 
 4 The law which iffues from thy month, 
 Shall raife my cheerful paflions more 
 Than all the treasurer of the Ssutb, 
 Or Wejhrn hills of golden pre. 
 
 Ver. 73. 
 
 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, 
 Thy Spirit forrnM my foul within : 
 Teach me to know thy wond*rous name, 
 And guard me fafe from death and fin. 
 
 Ver. 74. 
 
 6 Then all who love And fear the Lord, 
 At my faly*tion fliall rejoice ; 
 
 Fot I'have hoped in thy word, 
 And made thv gtzcsmy only choice. - 
 Fsalm CXX. Common Metre. 
 Complaint of qaarrtljcme neighbours : cr, a devon 
 ivifb for it ace. 
 
 1 rpHOU God of love, thou ever bleiV 
 
 J^ Pity my fuit'ring irate : 
 
 When wilt thou fet nay foul at reft 
 
 From lips which love deceit ? 
 
 2 Hard lot of mine ! my dgys are caft 
 
 Among the fons ot ftrife, 
 Whofe never-ceafing brstwlings wafts 
 My gofdeii hours of life. 
 
 3 O might I fly to change my p;?ce, 
 
 How weuld I q*c;:/ji to dwell 
 In fome wide lofleiooie wiidtmefs, 
 
 And leave thsfe'gatcs of acH. 
 
 
PSALM CXXI. 263 
 
 j. Peace iithe bleffing that I feek, 
 How lovely are its charms ! 
 I am for peace ; but when I fpeak, 
 They all declare for arms. 
 g NewpaffionsiHH their fouls engage, 
 And ks£p their malice ftjrong ; 
 What mall be done to curb thy rsge, 
 O thou devouring tongue ! 
 § Should burning arrows fmite thee through, 
 Strict juttice would approve ; 
 But 1 had rather fpare my toe, 
 And melt his heart with love. 
 Psalm CXXI. Long Metre. 
 Dhvine protection. 
 P to the hills 1 lift mine eves, 
 
 u 
 
 TV eternal hills beyond the. (kb 
 
 Thence all her help my foul derives ; 
 
 There my almighty Refuge lives. 
 a He lives ; the everhdmg God, 
 
 Who built the worlds who Spread the flood ; 
 
 The heav'ns svith all their hofh he made ; 
 
 And the dark regions of the dead. 
 3 He guides our feet, he guards our way 3 
 
 His morning frniles blefs all the day j 
 
 Hefpreads the ev'nlngvei*, and keeps 
 
 The iilent hours while J^rWileeps. 
 
 7/rV/, a name divinely bieft, 
 
 May rife fecure, fecurcly reft ; 
 
 Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes 
 
 Admit no (lumber nor furprife. 
 
 No fun. {ball fmite thy head by day, 
 
 Nor the pale moon with fickly ray 
 
 Shall blaft thy couch j no baleful ftar 
 
«64 PSALM CXXL 
 
 Dart his malignant fire fo far. 
 
 6 Should earth aud hell with malice burn, 
 Still thou ihalt go, and (till return 
 
 Safe in the Lord ! his heav'nly care 
 Defends thy life from evVy fnare. 
 
 7 On thee foul fpirits have no pow'r ; 
 And in vhy laft departing hour, 
 
 A. tgels, who trace the airy road, 
 Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. 
 Psalm CXXL Common Metre. 
 i refcr-vation by day and night . 
 
 1 F I SO ru j av*n 1 lift my waiting eyes, 
 
 J^ There all my hopes are laid; 
 The Lord who built the earth and Ikies, 
 Is my perpetual aid. 
 
 2 Their feet fhall never Aide to fall, 
 
 Whom he defigns to keep : 
 His ear attends the foftelt call j 
 3* His eyes can nerer fleep. 
 
 3 He will fuftain our weaken* pow'rs, 
 
 With his almighty arm, 
 And watch our moft unguarded hours 
 Againftfurprifing harm. 
 
 4 IfrUl rejoice, and reft fecure, 
 
 Thy Keeper is the Lord ; 
 His wakeful eyes employ his pow'r 
 For thine eternal guard.- 
 
 5 Nor fcorching fun, nor fickly moon, 
 
 Shall have his leave to fmite ; 
 He (hields thy head from burning noon, 
 Fr-om blafting damps at night. 
 
 6 He guards thy foul, he keeps thy breath, 
 
 Where thickeft dangers come \ 
 
PSALM CXXL 265 
 
 Go, and return, fecure from death, 
 'Till Gcd commands thee home. 
 Psalm CXXL Particular Metre. 
 God our Prejer-ver. 
 I TT TPWARD I liftmjflfc eyes : 
 \j From God is all my aid ; 
 Tiie God who built the ikies, 
 And earth and nature made j 
 God is the tow'r 
 To which 1 fly ; 
 His grace is nigh 
 In ev'ry hour. 
 
 2 My feet fhall never Aide, 
 And fail in fatal fnares, 
 
 Since God, my guard, and guide, 
 Defends me from my fears. 
 
 Thofc wakeful eyes 
 
 Which never deep, 
 
 Shall Ijr'el keep, 
 
 When dangers rife. 
 
 3 No burning heats by day, 
 Nor Wafts of ev'ning air, 
 Shall take my health away, 
 If God be with me there : 
 
 Thou arr my fun, 
 
 And thou my fhade, 
 
 To guard my head 
 
 By night or noon. 
 4. Haft thou not giv'n fjpy wordj 
 To fave my foul from deatft ? 
 And I can truft my Lord, 
 To keep my monal breath 5 
 
 I'll go and ccrne, 
 Y 
 
2 66 PSALM CXXIL 
 
 Nor fear to die,' 
 'Till from on high. 
 Thou call me home. 
 Psalm CXXIL Common Metre. 
 Going to church. 
 
 1 TTOW did my heart rejoice to hear 
 J["X My friends devoutly fay, 
 
 " in Zion let us all appear, 
 " And keep thefolemn day !" 
 
 2 Hove her gates, I love the road ; 
 
 The church adorn'd with grace, 
 Stands like a palace, buiit for God, 
 To fhew his milder face. 
 
 3 Upt© her courts, with joys unknown, 
 
 The holy tribes repair ; 
 The Son of David holds his throne, 
 Aad fits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praifes and complaints ; 
 
 And, while his awful voice 
 Divides the finners from the faints.. 
 We tremble and rejoice. I 
 
 5 Peace be within this facred place, 
 
 And joy aconftant gueft $ 
 With holy gifts, and heav'nly grace, _ 
 Be her attendants b'eft. 
 
 6 My foul (hall pray for Z/swftill, 
 
 Wiiile life or breath remains, 
 There my belt friends, my kindred dwell, 
 There God mv Savirur reigns. 
 Psalm CXXIL Particular Metre. 
 Going to church. 
 •OWpleas'd and bled was I, 
 To hear the people cry, 
 
 
PSALM CXXIII. 267 
 
 « Come, let us feek our God to-day j" 
 
 Ye?, with a cheerful zeal, 
 
 We hafts to Z^/z's hill, 
 And there cur vows and honours pay. 
 1 Zion, thrice happy place, 
 
 Adorn'd with wcnd'rous grace, 
 And waiis of flrength embrace thee round; 
 
 In thee our tribes appear, 
 
 To pray, and praife, and hear 
 The facred gofpel's joyful fouad. 
 
 3 There David's greater Son 
 Has fix'd his royal throne, 
 
 He fits for grace and judgment there r 
 
 He bids the faints be glad, 
 
 And makes the firmer fad, 
 And humble fouls rejoice with fear* 
 
 4 May peace attend thy gate, 
 Aod joy within thee waif, 
 
 To b'efs the foul of evYy gueft ! 
 
 The man who feeks thy peace y 
 
 And wifhes thine in^reafe, 
 A thoufar.d biefiings on him reft. 
 
 5 My nngue repeats her vow, 
 
 u Peice to this facred boufe I" 
 tor here pf frier.-ds and kindred dwell ; 
 And 'a nee my glorious God 
 Mafos thee his bleft abode, 
 My foul frail ever love thee well. 
 Repeat he ^th ftanza, ifneceffarf. 
 Psalm CXXIII. Common Metre.' 
 Plzaangjuinth fubmijjion. 
 
 1 /^\ T '^ U whole g face and juftice reign. 
 \Jf Emhren'd above the fkies, 
 
2 68 PSALM CXXIV. 
 
 To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 
 To' thee we lift cur eyes. 
 
 2 As feryanis watch their matters' hand, 
 
 Ar-.d fear the angry ftroke ; 
 Qr maids before their miftrefs ftand, 
 And wait a peaceful look : 
 
 3 So for our ii.is, we juftly feel . 
 
 Thy cifcipline, O God ; 
 Yet wait the graeiouvmement ftill, 
 'Till thou remove thy rod. 
 
 4 Thofe who in wealth and pleafure live, 
 
 Our daily groans deride, 
 And thy delays of inercy give i ' 
 , Frelh courage to their pride. 
 
 5 Our foes infuit us, but our hope 
 
 In thy cornpaflion lies ; 
 This thought (hail bear our fpirits up, 
 Th:<t Qc6 wilt not defpife. 
 Ps a l m CXXiV. Long Metre. 
 A fong for deliverance. 
 i TTAD not the Lord', may IjYel fay, 
 X jL QaA not the Lord maintajn'd our fide, 
 When rrien, to make our lives a prey, 
 Rofe iik-_ the fuelling of the tide ; 
 
 2 T e f elling tide had ffopt cm breath, 
 So fiercciy dr! the waters rol, 
 We had been fwallcw'd dees, in death ; 
 Proud waters had o'crwhelm'c our fouL 
 
 3 We leap for joy, we (bout, aid fing, 
 VVfio juit efca ;>ke ; . 
 So' M:';s the bird with' cheerful win^, 
 Wh^n pnee the fooler's fnan is b{ 
 
 4 For ever bkfted be the Luc', 
 
PS A L M CXXV. 269 
 
 Who broke the fowler's turfed fnare, 
 Who fav'd us from the murd'ring fword, 
 And made our lives and fouls his care. 
 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, 
 
 Who formed the earth and built the fkies ; 
 He who upholds that wond'rous frame, 
 Guards his own church with watchful eyes.. 
 Psalm CXXV. Common Metre. 
 The faint's trial and fafsty, ' 
 I T TNSHAKEN as the (acred hill, 
 
 \j And firm as mountains be ; 
 ' Firm as a rock the foul fhall red. 
 Which leans, O Lord, on thee. 
 2 -Not wall?, nor hills, could guard ih well 
 Old Safems happy ground, 
 As. thole eternal arms of love 
 Which evVy faint furrcund. 
 
 3 While tyrants are a -Snarting fcourge, 
 
 To drivs them near to God, 
 Divine .companion does allay 
 The fary of the rod, 
 
 4 D^al gently, Lord, with fouls iincerey 
 
 And lead them fafely on 
 To the bright gates of paradife, 
 Where Chrift their Lord is gone. 
 
 5 Bat if we. tr;;ce thbfe kicked ways 
 
 Which the old ferpe,hf drew, 
 The wrath wfeiich drove them firft to hell 
 Shall fmite hj c farTvvefs '00. 
 Psalm CXXV. Short Metre. 
 The faints trial and fafety : or, moderated afflictions, 
 I Tpi'S-M rind p&mov'd art tney 
 X? Who truft their fouls on God 5 
 Y2 
 
i 70 P S A L M CXXVI. 
 
 Firm as the mount where David dwelt, 
 Oi where the ark abode.' 
 
 2 As mountains (tood to guard 
 
 The city'o facred ground, 
 So God and his almighty love 
 Embrace his faints around. 
 
 3 What though the Father's rod 
 
 Drop achaftifmg itroke, 
 Yet ]e(l it wound their fouls too dee-p, 
 Its fury (hail be broke. 
 
 4 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe 
 
 Wh >fe faith and pious fear, 
 
 Whofe hope and love, and ev'ry grace 
 
 Proclaim their hearts fincere. 
 
 5 Nor (hall the tyrants rage 
 
 Too long opprefs the faint ; 
 The God of Iff el will fupport 
 His children, left they faint. 
 
 6 But if our fUvifh fear 
 
 Will chufe the road to hell, 
 We mull expec~t our portion ti:cre, 
 Where bolder fi oners dwell. 
 Psalm CXXVI. Long Metre. 
 Surprifing deliverance. 
 3 ^. 7£ T^LiEN God reftor'd our raptive ftate 
 V V Joy was our fong.and grace our theme 
 The grace beyond our hopes fo great, 
 That joy appearM a painted dream. 
 '2 The fcoffer owns thy hand, and pays 
 Unwilling honours to thy name ; 
 While we with pleasure fhout thy praife, 
 With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 
 3 When we review our difmal fears, 
 
r 
 
 PSALM CXXVI. z 7l 
 
 'Twas hard to think they'd vanifhfo ; 
 With God we left our-.flowing tears, 
 He makes our joys like 1 rivsrs flow. 
 ^ The man who in his "furrow'd field, 
 His fcattei'd feed with fadnefs leaves, 
 Will ftiout to fee the harveft yield 
 A welcome load of 'joyful (heaves. 
 Psalm CXXVI. Common Metre. 
 The joy of a remarkable converfion : or, melancholy 
 
 removed* 
 I "\H 7'HENGod i eveai'd his gracious name* 
 \\ And chang'd my mournful ftate> 
 My rapture feem'd a pleafing dream, 
 The grace appear'd (o great. 
 
 2 The world beheld the glorious change, 
 
 And did thy hand confefs ; 
 My tongue broke out in unknown ftrains, 
 And Tung furprifing grace. 
 
 3 tc Great is the work," my neighbours cry'^t 
 
 Ai-id own'd thy pow'r divine * 
 « Great is the work, my heart reply'd, I 
 u And be the glory thine." 
 t The Lord can clear the darker! fkies,. 
 C-an give us day for night : 
 Make crops of facred forrow rife 
 To rivers if delight. 
 
 5 Let thofe who fovv in fadnefs, wait 
 
 'Till the fair barveS cbme ; 
 They (hail confefs their iheavesare great. 
 And fhout the bleffings home. 
 
 6 Though feed tie bury'd longin dun:, 
 
 It ihan't deceive their hope ; 
 The precious grain can ne'er be lofr, 
 
2 7 2 PSALM CXXVII. 
 
 For grace injures the crop. 
 Psalm CXXVII. Long Metre. 
 The hleffing of God en the buf; fiefs and comfa ts oflifi 
 
 1 Y.b God fucceed not, ail the coft 
 
 X And pains to build the hcuie are loft 5 
 
 It God the city will not keep, 
 
 The watchful guards as well-may fieep. 
 
 2 What if you rife 'before the fun, 
 Aud work and toil when day is done, 
 Careful and fparing eat your bread, 
 To ihun that poverty you dread ? 
 
 3 'Tisail -in vain, 'nh God hath bleft : 
 He can majce rich, yet give us reft : 
 Children and friends are hie/lings too, 
 If God ten: Sov'reign uiake them fo. 
 
 4 Happy the man to vfctom he fends 
 Obedient children, faitftfai friends: 
 How fweet our daily comforts piove, 
 When they are feafpa'd with h % love I 
 
 Psalm CXXVII. Common Metre. 
 GOD all in all. 
 
 1 TF God to build the houfe deny, 
 J[ The builders work in vain ; 
 And towns, -.vitho.n his wakeful ey^ 
 
 An ufeiek watch maintain. 
 
 2 Before the morning b>e$ms artfe, 
 
 Y i'j: panful work, renew. 
 And 'till til's (tars tffcend ihe fkies, 
 Yojrtirefomt t;.il puifue : 
 
 3 Short be )K>ur flet-p, and cp»pfe your fare j 
 
 In v^in, 'till God Ins niefl ; 
 
 But U h : s fmiles .: care, 
 
 You iiull have food and reft. 
 
PSALM CXXVIII, CXXIX. 273 
 
 4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, 
 Shall real bleiiings prove, 
 Nor- ail the earthly joys he fends, 
 
 If fent without his love. 
 Psalm CXXVIII, Common Metre. 
 Family blf/jtagL 
 
 1 jf\ HAFP'Y m-n, xheie foul is fiif'd " 
 \J With zeal and rev'rend awe ! 
 His lips to Gca their honours yield, 
 
 .His life adorns the law. 
 
 2 A careful providence ihall Hand, 
 
 And ever guard thy head : 
 Shall on the.kbosrs-qfthy hand 
 Its kindly bailings fh-sd, 
 
 3 Thy wife {hail be s fruitful vine ; 
 
 ; Thy children round ihy board, 
 Eacn like a plant of honour fhine, 
 And -learn to lesrtbs Lord. 
 
 4 The Lord fnsii thy belt hopes fulfil 
 
 For months and f<&1% %o come : 
 The Lord, %vho dwells on Z*?«'s hill,. 
 Shall fend the bleiiings home. 
 
 5 This is the man, whofe happy eyes 
 
 Shall fee his houfc mereafe, 
 Shall iee the (inking church arife* 
 Then leave the world in peace. 
 Psalm CXXIX. Common Metre. 
 Perjecutors piiTiifked. 
 
 1 TP from "my youth, may Ifrel fay, 
 \^J Have I, been nurs'd in tears ; 
 
 My griefs were condant as the day, 
 A n d ted ; o u s as the y e a rs . 
 
 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage 
 
274 PSALM CXXX. 
 
 Of all the Tons of ft rife ; 
 Oft they ailai'i'd my riper age, 
 But not deltroy'd my life. 
 
 3 Thrir cruel plough had tern my flefh 
 
 With furrows long and deep, 
 Hourly they vex'd my wounds afrefh, 
 Nor let my forrows deep. 
 
 4 The Lord grew angry on his throne, 
 
 And, with impartial eye, 
 Meafur'd the mifchiefs they had done, 
 Then let his arrows fly. 
 
 5 How was their infolence furpris'd, 
 
 To hear his thunders roll ! 
 And all the foes of Zion feiz,'d" 
 With horror to the foul. 
 
 6 Thus Cull the men who hate the faints, 
 
 B? blafted from the. Iky ; 
 Their glory fade?, their courage faints, 
 And all their projects die. 
 
 7 [What though they flourifh tall and fair, 
 
 They nave no root bensath j 
 Their growth SraiJ perii'h in defpair, 
 Andliedipi-'d rn death.] 
 
 8 [So corn which bit the hpule-tpp (lands, 
 
 No hope of harveft gives ; 
 The reaner ne'er fti&H fill hjs hands, 
 N<">r binder fold the tlieaves. 
 
 9 It fprings and withers on the place ; 
 
 No traveller bellows 
 A word of bleffing on the grafs, 
 Nor mindi> it as he goes.J 
 Psalm CXXX. Common Metre. 
 Pm -dotting grace, 
 
PSALM CXXX. zjs 
 
 1 /""\UT of the deeps of long diftrefs, 
 \^Jp The borders of defpair, 
 
 I lent my cries to feek thy grace, 
 My groans to move thine ear. 
 
 2 Great God, mould thy feverer eye. 
 
 And thine impartial hand 
 Mark and revenge iniquity, 
 
 No mortal flcfli could (land. 
 $ But there are pardons with my God 
 
 For crimes of high degree ; 
 Thy Son has bought thera with his bloody 
 
 To draw us near to thee. 
 4. [I wait for thy falvation^ Lord, 
 
 With ftrong defires I wait \ 
 My foui, invited by thy word, 
 
 Stands watching at thy gate.] 
 [Juft as the guards who keep the night, 
 
 Long for the morning fkies, 
 Watch the firli beams of breaking light, 
 
 And meet them with their eyes : 
 S So waits my foul to fee thy grace, 
 
 And, more intent than rhey, 
 Meets the firft openings of thy face, 
 
 And finds a brighter day.] 
 J Then in the Lord let .Ifrehi uft, 
 
 Let Ifr'el feek his face ; 
 The Lord is good as well as juft, 
 
 And plenteous is his grace. 
 ! There's full redemption at his throne 
 
 For finners long enflav'd, 
 The great Redeemer is his Son : 
 
 And ^rWfhallbcfavU 
 
 Psalm CXXX. Long Metre. 
 
2 7 6 PSALM CXXXI. 
 
 Tardontng grace. 
 
 1 IT^ROM deepdiftrefs arid troubled tho'ts, 
 
 f* To thee, my God, 1 rais'd my cries : 
 If thou feverely mark our faults, 
 Norkih canltand before thine eyes. 
 
 2 But thou haft built thy throne nf grace 
 Free todifpenfe thy pardons there, 
 That Tinners may approach thy face, 
 And hope and love, as well as fear. 
 
 g As the benighted pilgrims wait, 
 And long- and [king day, 
 
 So v;aks my y gate : ' 
 
 When frill rfty G >c! hrs face o : ;'piay - ? 
 4 fity'tri -d, 
 
 Nor Stall 1 tc in vain % 
 
 Letmc-jrni ; ; e Lord, 
 
 And find relief from all their pain. 
 ^ Great is his love, and large his grace, 
 TLro' the redemption of his Son : 
 He turns our feet from finmi ways, 
 And pardons what cur h::r;ds have done. 
 Psalm CXXXI. Common Metre. 
 Humility and fubmiffion. 
 t TS there ambition in my hc?rt r 
 JL Search, gracious God, and fee ; 
 Or do I a£t an haughty part ? 
 Lord, I appeal to thee. 
 & I charge my thoughts be humble ftill, 
 And all my carriage mild, 
 Content, my Father, with thy will, 
 And quiet as a child. 
 3 The patient foul, the lowly mind 
 Shall have a large reward : 
 
PSALM CXXXIL 277 
 
 Let faints in forrow lie rcfign'J, 
 And truft a faithful Lord, 
 Psalm CXXXIL Long Metre. 
 At the feitlement of a church : or t the ordination of 
 
 a minuter, 
 
 1 TXjTfflERE iha!i we go to feck find find 
 * W An habitation for our Goiy 
 
 A dwelling for th' eternal mind, 
 Among the fans of Ee!h and blood ? 
 
 2 The God of Jacob chofe the bill 
 Of Zior h for his ancient reft ; 
 And Zion is his dwelling full : 
 
 His church is with his prefenoe bled. 
 
 3 " Here will I fix my gracious throne, 
 
 " And reign tor ever (faith the Lord ;) 
 cc Here fhall my pow'r aad love be known, 
 " And ble'flings flia.ll at tend- my word. 
 
 4 " Here will I meet the hungry poor, 
 
 " And fill their fouls whh living bread : 
 " Sinners who wait before my door, 
 " Withiweet provisions (hall be fed. 
 
 5 " Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace, 
 a My priefls, my minifters, foal! thins : 
 
 tc Not Aarsn'm his coitly drefs, 
 <c Made an appearance (q dirir.z, 
 
 6 " The faints, unable foconrafo 
 
 ui 
 
 n4 nere Ufo-ati t£i ja, 
 "And Z*?a triumDb in her Kiri^o 
 7 « [<^/*f fhall He a r.urr.'rnus !e;Td 
 u Born here t ! uphold his glorious nan 
 " His crown ihall flourish" on hh hear 
 "While all his foes are dofh'd -with &p£ 
 Z 
 
2 7 & PSALM CXXXII. 
 
 Psalm CXXXII. Common Metre. 
 A church ejiablijhed. 
 
 1 ["^TO deep nor {lumber to his eyes, 
 
 J^j Good David would afford, 
 9 1 ill he had found below the Ikies 
 A dwelling for the Lord. 
 
 2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his. name, 
 
 Hk ark was fettled there : 
 
 To Zion the whole nation came 
 
 To worfhip thrice a year. 
 
 3 But we have no fuch lengths to go, 
 
 N ",r wander far abroad: 
 Where'er thy faints affernble now, 
 There is a houfe lorGod.] 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 4 Arife, O King of grace, arife, 
 
 And enter to thy reft, 
 Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, 
 Thus to he own'd and bled. 
 
 5 Enter with all thy glorious train, * 
 
 Thy Spirit and thy word : 
 All which the ark did once contain, 
 Could no fuch grace afford. 
 
 6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, 
 
 Here let thy praife be fpread : 
 Blefs the provisions of thy houfe, 
 And fill thy poor with bread. 
 
 7 Here let the Son of David reign, - 
 
 Let God's Anointed fhine ; 
 Jultice and truth his courts maintain, 
 With love and pow'r divine. 
 S Here let him hold a iafting throne, 
 And as his kingdom grows, 
 
PSALM CXXXIII. 279 
 
 Trefh honours ihall adorn his crown, 
 And (hame confound his foe?. 
 Psalm CXXXIII. Common Metre. 
 
 Brotherly love. 
 
 1 T" O, what an entertaining view 
 JL/ Are brethren who agree ! 
 Brethren, whcffe cheer'ul hearts purfue 
 
 Tne pat 11 to unity ! 
 
 2 When ftrearns of 'rove iromChri/} the Turing, 
 
 Deleend toevVy &ul>* 
 And heav'nly percc, with balmy wine, 
 Sirades and bedews (lie whole : 
 
 3 5 Ti> I:k,-the...-;i s divinely fwtet, 
 
 On Aaron 3 rev 'rend head, 
 The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, 
 And o'er his garments fpread. 
 
 4 'Tis pleafant as the morning dews, 
 
 Which fail on Z;Ws hill. 
 Where God his miideft glory (hews; 
 And makes hi? grace difli!. 
 Psalm CXXXIII. Short Metre. 
 Communion ofjaints : or, lo^ve and friendjhip in & 
 family. 
 
 1 IfjLES F are the fons of peace, 
 
 13 Whqie heart? and! hopes are one, 
 Whole kind demnis to ferve and pleale. 
 Through all their actions run. 
 
 2 Bleft is the pious hcufc 
 
 Where zeal and triendfhip meet ; 
 
 Their longs of pratfe, their mingled vows, 
 
 Make rheir com m u nion 1 weet, 
 
 •2 Thus* whfei* Ufa Aaron 's head 
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 2 So PSALM CXXXIJI, CXXXIV. 
 
 The oil through all his rain;-::tfp:ead, 
 
 : fiPi'd the room. 
 4 '- sav'niy hills, 
 
 are b/eil r.bove, 
 
 diftillSj 
 air is i'-ve. 
 'III. Particular Metre. 
 c blej]i<rigs of frie7idj;oip. 
 
 d dr.d friends a^tee 5 
 j r proper ftarion move, 
 Act) eac'hfulnl their part 
 With iy-iipj'hiz'nr; heart, 
 In ai j the cares of lire arid love ! 
 
 2 ' Fi* lis.; the ointment iheel 
 On A-roTii fecred head, 
 
 D. .■ jn.-'.y rich, dmiiely fwect ! 
 
 The oil through all the reeni 
 DiffusM a choice perfume, 
 
 Ran through his robes, ind Weft his feet. 
 
 3 Like fruitful {hmv'rs of rain, 
 Which water all the plain, 
 
 Ul (tending From the neighboring hills ; 
 Such breams of pleafure roll 
 Through ev'ry fricndiyfcul, 
 
 ke heav*nty dewdiftills. 
 . : \v : r£ j 1 /? ft. :>: %a^ if necejfary . J 
 Common Metre. 
 - bily dsvclicri. 
 
 'jjf Attend his holy ;• 
 
 of his povv'r, 
 
 . s ...cc. 
 
PSALM CXXXV. iOf 
 
 2 Lift up your hands by morning light, 
 
 And fend your fouls on high ; 
 Raife your admiring thoughts by night,. 
 Above the ftarry fky, 
 
 3 The God of Zton cheers our hearts, 
 
 With rays of quickening grace ; 
 The God who fpread the heav'ns abroad, 
 And rules the fwelling feas. 
 Psalm CXXXV, ift Part. Long Metre, 
 
 The church is God's bowfe a?id care. 
 i TQ&AlSE.yethe Lord : exsk his nam*, 
 JL While in his holy courts ye wail ^ 
 Ye faints who to his houfe belong, 
 Or ftand attending at his gate. 
 
 2 Praifeyethe Lord \ the Lord is good : 
 To praife his Kame is fweet erncioy y 
 IJr'elhe chofe of old, and Ml 
 
 His church is his peculiar joy. . 
 
 3 The Lord himielf -will judge his faints : 
 He treats his fcr^ants as his friends j 
 
 And when he hears their fore complaints,- 
 Repents the furrows which h^ (ends. 
 
 4 Through- ::y'*ry age the Lord declares 
 His name, and breaks :h ? oppreifor's rc4 : 
 He gives in fufPrfng fervsnts reft, 
 
 A . r m be k,nown— th' Aln, : ghty Go^, 
 
 5 B ! -:& ye the Lo; d, who ta&e his live, 
 i P. ii'jd . iefts exalt his nam*- , 
 
 Long Me^se. 
 
2fz PSALM CXXXV. 
 
 i /^iREAT is the Lord, exaked high 
 VJT Above all pow'rs and ev'ry throne ; 
 YVnate'er he pieafe in earth or fe% 
 Orheav'n or hell, his hand bath done. 
 
 2 At his command the vapours rife, 
 
 Tiie lightnings flaCh, the thunders roar ; 
 He pours the rain, he bring? the wind, 
 And tempLMt, from his airy (tore. 
 
 3 'Twas he thofe dre diul tokens fent, 
 O Egypt, through thy ftubborn land ; 
 When ail thy hVM>orn, beafts and men, 
 Fell dead by his avenging h<.nd. 
 
 4 What mighty nations, mighty kings 
 He fbw, and their whole country gave 
 To Ifr'el, whom his hand redeem'd, 
 No more to be proud Pharaoh*- {lave! 
 
 5 Hispow'r the fame, the fame his grace, 
 Who faves us from the hoif of hell ; 
 And heav'n he eives us t# poiTefs, 
 Whence thr.fe apoftafe angels f 11. 
 
 Psalm CXXXV. Common Metre. 
 Praife due to God, not to idoU . 
 
 1 A VV nlCE, ye taiiiU, to praife your King, 
 X"\. Y jur fweeteft paffions raife, 
 Your* pious plcafure, wnileyou fing, 
 
 Incfeafing with the praife. 
 
 2 Great i> rhe Lord ; and works unknown 
 
 Are his divine employ ; 
 But ftill his faints are near his throne, 
 His treafure and his joy. 
 
 3 Hfcay'n, earth and {v* } confefs his hand : 
 
 He bids the vapours rife : 
 Lighting and ftorm, at his command 
 
P S A t M CXXXTf. s« 3 
 
 Sweep through the founding fliies. 
 
 4 All pow'r which gods or kings have claim'dj 
 
 I; found in him alone \ 
 But Heathen gods fhould ne'er be nam'd 
 Wricre our yebovatfs known. 
 
 5 Which of the (lucks or fbnesthey truft, 
 * Can give then: fhow'rs of rain : 
 
 In vain they worfhup glitt'ring duft, 
 And pray to gods in vain. 
 
 6 [Their gods have tongues which cannot talk, 
 
 Such, as their makers gave ; 
 Their hei were ne'er defign'd to walk, 
 Nor hands have pow'r to fave. 
 
 7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf, 
 
 Nor hear when mortals pray ; 
 Mortals wh© wait fm their relief, 
 Are blind'and deaf as they.] 
 
 8 Ye faints, adore the living God, 
 Serve him with faith and. fear ; 
 
 He makes the churches his abode, 
 And claim* y"ur hon rv ins tfe^re. 
 Psalm €XXXVL Common M°tre. 
 God's wonders of creation, providence, redemption 
 
 of lira el, and falvaticn of his people. 
 [J /^jive Lf.a;:k-tu God. the f>>y reign Lordj 
 \JJT " Hi c - mercies Itill endure ;'' 
 An . be the King qf kings ador'd : 
 
 4i Hi: truth is ever fure." 
 What wonders - hath his wifdo-mdone ! 
 
 '• Ho^v mighty i his Hand !" 
 Heav'n, earth -and fea, he fraro'd slone : 
 u How wide is hts command L ? ! 
 J The fun fupplie:-. the day with light % 
 
Z$4 PSALM CXXXVL 
 
 " How bright his counfels Jhine !" 
 The moon and ftars adorn the night : 
 cc His works are all divine." 
 
 4 [He ftruck the fons of Egypt dead ; 
 
 " How mighty is his rod !" 
 And theDce with joy his people led : - 
 " How gracious is our God !" 
 
 5 He cleft the fwelling fea in two ; 
 
 " His arm is great in might :** 
 And gave the tribes a paflag^ through : 
 " Hispow'rand grace unite. s> 
 
 6 But Pharaoh's aimy there he drawn 'd j 
 
 cc Haw glorious are his ways !" 
 And brought his faints thro' defart ground £ 
 " Eternal be his praife." 
 y Great monarchs fell beneath his hand ; 
 " Victorious is his fword :' 
 While Ifrel took the promi&'d land ; 
 u And faithful is his word/'] 
 
 8 He faw the nations dead in fin ; 
 
 u He felt his pity move : ' 
 How fad the (late the world wa r if ! 
 <* How boundkfs was his love I" 
 
 9 He Tent tofave us from our woe ; 
 
 " His j'-odnets new'er fails :*' 
 From death and hell, and eVry foe : 
 
 u And frill his qrace prevails." 
 •io Gw: rusks toG«'d, the heav'rily King, J 
 
 " Hib -iierc : <^ ItiM endure:" 
 Let f^c. flphole t irt.h His praifss Grig j 
 
 -'■ His truth is evei fare." 
 
 Psalm CXaXVI. Parti cularMetr* 
 
PSALM CXXXVI. 285 
 
 1 /^IVEthsnksto'G-d^cdhisb, 
 \JJ -The univdrfal Lcrd : 
 T;he, fpy/rfign King of kings j 
 And be his grace ador'd. 
 
 " Mis pow'r find grscc 
 "Are frill the feme : 
 "And let his name 
 " Have endjefs praiie." 
 
 2 How mighty is liis hand ! 
 What wonJ-rs h^th he done ! 
 He form'd the earth and Teas, 
 And foread the heav'ns alone. 
 
 u Thy mercy, Lord, 
 " Shall (till endure 5 
 " And ever fure 
 <c Abides thy word/' 
 
 3 His wifdom fram'd the fun, 
 To crown the day with light ; 
 The moon and twinkUnv! fbrs 2 
 10 cheer the darkfome night. 
 
 u His p&w'g and grace 
 " Are tti'il the fame ; 
 " And let his name 
 " Have endlefs praife. 
 
 4 He fmote the nrft-born fons 5 
 The fiow'r of Egypt, dead, 
 And thence his choi'en tribes, 
 With joyaiid glory led. 
 
 '* Thy r&ercy, Lord a 
 <; Shall ftiil endure - x 
 t£ And ever fure- 
 « Abides thy word/* 
 
 5 His pow-'r and lifted roc} • .;: 
 
-286 PSALM CXXXVI. 
 
 Cleft the Red-Sea in two : 
 And for his people made 
 A wonJ'rous pillage through. 
 " Plis pow'r and grace 
 " Are itiil the fame : 
 " And let his name 
 « Have^ndlefspraife." 
 
 6 But cruel Pharaoh there, 
 With ail his hoil be crown'u, 
 Arid Brought his 7/rV/fafe 
 Through a long defart ground. 
 
 " Thy tntrcy, Lord, 
 «« Shall Uil! endure j 
 ,c And ever fure 
 « Abides thy word." 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 7 The kinas of Canaan fell 
 Beneath his dreadful hand ; 
 While his ownlervaats took 
 Poiilfnon of the land. 
 
 ,c His pow'r and grace 
 " Are (till the fame ; 
 " And let his name 
 u Have aidlefs praife." 
 
 8 He (:w the net ions lie 
 All pen filing in fin, 
 
 J t-ekd ft ate 
 The ruiri'd wnrld was in. 
 " Trw mei : v\ L-rd, 
 "- S i\ ft II ■ ndi ; 
 Ci A d eve-i % fure 
 " \K'def thy wotdf* 
 g He fent his onl'y Son 
 
PSALM CXXXVI. 287 
 
 To fave us from cur woe, 
 From Satan, (in. and death, 
 And evVy hurtful foe. 
 
 " His pow'r and grace 
 u Are ftill the faa.e j 
 <c And \ti his name 
 " Have er.atef: prahe." 
 10 Give thanks aloud to God, 
 - To God the heav'nly King : 
 And let the fpacious earth 
 His works and glories fing. 
 Ci Thy mercy, Lord, 
 « Shall ftill endure 5 
 " Ard ever (0 re 
 C( Abides thy word." 
 Psalm CXXXVI. Long Metre. Abridged. 
 1 ^>IVE to our God immortal praife, 
 \JT Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
 Cl Wonders of grace to G,A belong, 
 " Repeat his mercies in your ff&tgv* 
 Give to the Lord of lords ren.- wn, 
 The King of kings with >:.icry crown 5 
 <c His mercies ever {hail endure. 
 "When lords and kin d .* 
 He built thefeis, he fpre^d the fey, 
 Andfix'd the ftarry lights on high :. 
 " Wonders of gr-.ee to God belong;, 
 
 " Repeat his mercie 
 
 s in your long 
 
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 He fill- the fun with morning lights 
 He bids the moon dlrtS. the nigkf. : ? 
 " His mercies ever fnall endure, 
 ."When urns and moonsiha!) fhineno more. 5 
 The Jmhe freed from Pharaoh's hand, 
 
sSS PSALM CXXXVIII. 
 
 And brought them to the promis'd land ; 
 « Wonders of grace to Go i belong, 
 il Repeat his mercies in your fong." 
 
 6 He faw. the Gentiles dead in im, 
 And felt his pity work within : 
 " His mercies ever (hall ensure, 
 
 " When death and fin (hail reign no more." 
 
 7 He fent his Son with pow'r to fave 
 From guilt, andearkjnefs, snd the grave: 
 %l Wonder* of grace to God belong, 
 
 u Reues-t his mercies in your fong." 
 
 8 Thro' this vain world he guides our fcet, 
 And leads us to his heAv nly feat : 
 
 *' His mercies ever 111 all endure, 
 " When thi> vrn world (hall be no more.'* 
 Psalm CXXXVIII. Long Metre. 
 Rcjloring and preferring grace. 
 
 1 *¥ j$[ 7"ith ah my pow'rs or" heart and tongue 
 VV I'll praiie my Maker in my feng \ 
 Angels Oiall hear the notes I raife, 
 Approve the fong, and join thepraife. 
 
 £ [Angels, whe make the church their car©, 
 Shall wimefs my devotion there, 
 While holy zeal directs my eyes 
 To thy fair temple in the ikies. J 
 
 3 J'JI ling thy truth aad mercy, Lord, 
 I'll iing the wonders of thy word ; 
 Not all the works and names below, 
 So much thy pb.w'r and glory (how. 
 
 4 To God I cry'd when troubles rofe, 
 He heard me and fubduM my foes ; 
 He did my rifmg fears controiil, 
 And ftr$ngth diffas'd through ail my foul. 
 
PS^LM CXXXIX. 289 
 
 5 The God of heav'n maintains his (kte, 
 Frowns on the proud, and (corns the great ; 
 Bat from his throne dsfcendsio fee 
 
 The fbas of humble poverty. 
 
 6 Amid a ihoufand inares I fraud, 
 Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
 'i hy words my' fainting foul revive, 
 And keep my dying faith alive*. 
 
 7 Grace ?/i\\ complete -vhat grace begins, 
 Tofavefrorti fbrrov^t-, or fr.om nns : 
 The wbrie which wifdom undertakes, 
 Eternal -mercy ne'er fodakes. 
 
 Psalm CXXXIX. ift Part. Long Metre. 
 The all-feeing God. 
 
 JLj 
 
 ORD, thou tva-t fearch'd and feen me 
 
 through : 
 
 . 1 nine eye commands ^ ith piercing view 
 My fifing and my refting hours, 
 My heart and iieih with all their pow'rs. 
 
 2 My thoughts, before they aremyovvn, 
 Are to my God •diftinci'y known ; 
 He knows the words I mean to fpeak, 
 Ere frikn my op-ning lips they break. 
 
 3 Within thy circling pow'r I ftand ; 
 On ev'ry fide I £md thy hand ; 
 Awake, afleep, at home, abroad, 
 
 I am unrounded ftilj with God. 
 
 4 Amazing knowledge, vaft 2nd great ! 
 What large extent ] what lofty height! 
 My i>v- y with all the pow r rs I buau\ 
 
 I? m tbeboundlefs pr^e&'fofE 
 
 5 " O may thefeth-' ngbt' potlzts my breatr, 
 P Where'er I rove, where'er I relt 3 
 
 A a 
 
2 9 o PSALM CXXXIX. 
 
 a Nor let my meaner paflions dare 
 <; Conient to fin, for God is there." 
 
 PAUSE I. 
 
 •6 Could I fo felfe, fo faithlcfs prove, 
 To quit thy fervicc and thy love, 
 Where, Lord, could I thy prefence fhun, 
 Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 
 
 7 If up to he v/n I take my flight, 
 
 } Ti? there thou dwell'il entbron'd in light ; 
 Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns. 
 And Satan groans beneath his chains., 
 
 8 If mounted on a morning ray, 
 I fly beyond the Weftern fea', 
 Thy fwifter haiid would tirll arrive, 
 And there arreft thy fugitive. 
 
 9 Orfnouki I try to ihun'thy fight, 
 Beneath the Fpreadfng veil of night, 
 One glance of thine, one piercing ray 
 
 ^ Would kindle darknefs into day. 
 io u O may thefe thoughts po/Tefs my breaft, 
 " Where'er I rove, where'er I reft ! 
 tc Nor let my meaner paflions dare 
 '« Confent to fin, for God is there." 
 
 PAUSE II. 
 
 11 The veil of night is no difguife, 
 
 No fcreen frem thy all- fearching eyes: 
 Thy h*nd can feize thy foes as foon 
 Through midnight (hades as blazing noon. 
 
 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, 
 Great G^d. they're both alike to thee ; 
 Not death can hide what God will fpy, 
 And hell lies naked to his eye. 
 
 13 <* O may thefe thoughts poflefs my brearf, 
 
PSALM CXXXIX". 20-1 
 
 "Where'er I rove, where'er I rfjjB ! 
 M Nor let my me-ner fyajpcms-il&fe 
 u Confent to fii^ for God is there." 
 P*alm CXXXIX. zd.P^rt. Long Metre. 
 The wonderful jcrir.eiion of man, 
 
 1 ff~JT\ W:.i from thy ?terid, my Cfod^ I came, 
 
 J^ A work of inch a c».iri6u» frkiie ;. 
 In me thy fear ml ponder* Same, . 
 And each proclaims thy 'k.il diving. 
 
 2 Thine eyes did all my limbs furv'ey, 
 Which yet in dark fcftfufxan lay : 
 Thou favv'ft the dairy i roifVth thc*y cook,. 
 Form'd by the model of thy book, 
 
 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, 
 And what thy fov'reign counfels frarr/d, 
 (The breathing Jungs, the beating heart) 
 Were copy'd with unerring art. 
 
 4 At laft, to fhew my Maker's rtamee, 
 God ftamp'cl his image on my frame, 
 And in feme unknown :nome„t join'd 
 The nnifh'd members to the mind; 
 
 5 There the young leeds of thought began 3 
 And all the pain: ns of the man : 
 Great God, cur infant nature p?ys 
 Immortal tribute to thy p-aife, 
 
 PADS &, 
 
 6 Lord, fmee in rnv advancing age 
 I'vea£ted on life's buly-fegfr 
 
 Thy thoughts of love to me furmcimt 
 The pow'r of numbers to rectsuni". 
 
 7 1 could furvey the ocean o'er, 
 
 And count each far.d which makrs the {bore* 
 Before my fwiftefl thoughts could tiacs. 
 
292 PSALM 
 
 The nutn'roiis wonders of thy p;race. 
 
 8 Thefe on my heart are ftill irnprclVd, 
 With thefe 1 ; >,-e my eyesto reft ; 
 Arid at mv wakirtg hour I find 
 G<<1 and his love po fife fs my mind. 
 
 Psalm CXXXIX. 3/jFter*. Long Metre. 
 
 Sincerity froftft, ard grace tried : or, the heart- 
 Jearcbing Cod. 
 
 3 7^, ^T ^ Grod, w luim'-ard grief I feel, 
 J^jf JL When irhpioits iQen tranfgrefe thy^ill ! 
 I mourn to hear their lips profane, 
 Take thy tremendous rfcmein vain. 
 
 2 Does not criyfau! dcteil and bate 
 The tons of malice and deceit ? 
 Thui-3 who oppofe thy lau-s and thee, 
 I count t "icin enemieS'.to ni£. 
 
 3 Lord, faarca cnyfoul, try ev'ry thought ; 
 Though niybwn heart accufe me not 
 Or'w^lkmgin a tahe dilguiie, 
 
 I beg the t, IA of thine eye*. 
 
 4 Doth It-crei: cnifchit-r lurk, within ? 
 Do I indulge feme unKn »Vi n Gu ? 
 O turn my feet whene'er I dray, 
 And lead me in thv fJertecl i 
 
 Psalm CZXX1X. (ft 'Fart. Common Metre. 
 
 GGD is every where, 
 i TN all my vait cow Fiji fhee, 
 
 |_ In vain my foul w u!d try 
 To Ihu i ihj pi - once, Lo rd,<>r flee 
 ■ notice 
 2 Thy ;i ; -furroai i 2 r v t ht furveys 
 My «ifiP>g and my ret-: ; 
 &ly public iflfalk?, my private ways, 
 
PSALM CXXXIX. 4§£f 
 
 And fecrets of my breaft. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 
 
 Before they're forrn'd within ; 
 And ere fny iips pronounce the word, 
 He^knows the fenfe I mean. 
 
 4 O wond'rous -knowledge, deep and high! 
 
 Where can a creature hide? 
 Within thy circling arms 1 He,. 
 Befet on ev'ry fide. 
 
 5 So let thy g*ace furround me frill, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To guard my foul from cv'ry illy 
 . Secur'd by fov'reign love. 
 
 PAUSE.. 
 
 6 Lord, where fhall guilty ibuis retire, 
 
 Forgotten and unknown ? - * 
 
 In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, 
 In heav'n thy glorious throne. 
 
 7 Should I fupprefs my vital breath 
 
 To Ycape the wrath divine, 
 Thy voice could break the bars of death, 
 
 And make the grave refign. 
 $ If wing'd with beams of morning light, 
 
 I fly beyond the weft, 
 Thy hand which muft fupprort my flight* 
 
 Would loen betray my reft. * 
 
 9 If o'er my fins I think to draw 
 
 The curtains of the night, 
 Thofe flaming eyes which guard thy law, 
 Would turn the (hades to light. 
 
 10 The beams of noos, the midnight hou%, 
 
 Are both alike to thee: 
 O may? I ne'er provoke that- pow *r. \ 
 
 An. / 
 
294 PSALM CXXXIX. 
 
 From which I cannot flee ! 
 Psalm CXXXIX. 2d Part. Common Metre. 
 The, iuifdo?n of God in the formation of man. 
 
 1 ~\% 7"HEN J with ^leafing wonder itand, 
 
 VV And all xiv frame furvey, 
 Lotdj 'tis thy work : I own thy hand 
 Thus built my humble clay. 
 
 2 Tfey hand my heart and reins pofTe(t, 
 
 Where unborn nature grew, 
 Thy wifdom all my features trae'd, 
 Anc all my members drew. 
 
 3 Thine eye with niceit care furvey 'd 
 
 The growth of ev'ry part, 
 'Till the whole fcheme thy thoughts had 
 Was copy'd by thy art. [laid, 
 
 4 Heav'n, earth and fea, and fire and wind, 
 
 Shew me thy wond'rous (kill j 
 But I review myfelf, and find 
 Diviner wonders {till. 
 
 5 Thy awful glories round me fhine, 
 
 My flcfli proclaims thy praife ; 
 Lord, to thy works of nature join 
 Thy miracles of grace. 
 Psalm CXXXIX. 3d Part. Common Metre. 
 The mercies of God innumerable. 
 An Evening Piatm. 
 J " ORD, when I count thy mercies o'er, 
 
 j^j They ftrike me with furprife ; 
 " Not all the (and,; which fpread the fhorc, 
 
 To equal numbers rife. 
 2 My fiefh with fear- and wonder (lands, 
 The product of thy (kill, 
 And hourly bleffings from thy hands, 
 
PSALM CXLI, CXLII. 295 
 
 Thy thoughts of love reveal. 
 3 Thefe on my heart by night I keep : 
 How kind, how* dear to me ! 
 O may the hour which ends xny fleep, 
 Still find my thoughts with thee. 
 Psalm CXLI, Long Metre. 
 Watchfulnefs and brotherly reproof. 
 A Morning or Evening Pfairn. 
 
 1 T&l JTY God, accept my early vows, 
 
 X. V JL Like morning incenfe in thy houfe, 
 And let my nightly worfhip rife 
 Sweet as the ev'ning facrifice. 
 
 2 Watch o'er rny lips, and guard them, Lord, 
 From ev'ry ra(h and heedlefs word ; 
 
 Nor let my feet incline to tread 
 The guilty path where finners lead. 
 
 3 O may the righteous, when I ftray, 
 Suite and reprove my wand'ring way I 
 Their gentle words, like ointment Died* 
 Shall never brutfe, but cheer my head. 
 
 4 When I behold them preft with grief, 
 I'll fly to heav'n for their relief f 
 And by my warm pet'tions, prove 
 How much I prize their faithful love. 
 
 Psalm CXLII. Common Metre. 
 God is the hope of the helplefs. 
 I r~| AO God I made rny forrows known,.. 
 jL From God I (ought relief ; 
 In long complaints before his throne 
 I pour'd out all my grief. 
 3 My foul was overwheknM with woes, 
 My heart began to break ; 
 Mjf God, who all my burden knowA, 
 
i$6 PSALM CXLIIF, 
 
 He knows the way I take. 
 
 3 On ev'ry fide i caft mine eye, 
 
 And found my helpers gone ; 
 While friends and Grangers paftmeby, 
 Negle&ed or unknown. 
 
 4 Then did I raife a louder cry, 
 
 And cali'd thy mercy near, 
 <c Thou art my portion when I die, 
 " Be thou my refuge here." 
 
 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, 
 
 Now let thine ear attend, 
 And make my foes who vex me, know 
 I've an almighty Friend. 
 
 6 From my fad prifon fet me free, 
 
 Then (hall I praife thy name, 
 And holy men fhal! f ,in with me, 
 
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 Psalm CXLIII. Long Metre. 
 Complaint cf heavy ajjiiftiom in mit.d and body, 
 
 1 A/1"^ e; !v - ^ j u '^> nij graeiousGodi 
 XVJL rtearwhen Ifpteadray hands abroad, 
 Ana cry for fuccour from thy throne, 
 
 O make thy truth and mercy known. 
 
 2 Let judgment not againft me pafs j 
 Behold thy feryant pleads thy grace j 
 Should juftice call us to thy bar, 
 No man alive is guiltlefs there. 
 
 3 Look down in pity, Lord, and fee 
 The mighty woes which burden me ; 
 Down to the duit my life is brought, 
 Like on* long, buried and forgot. 
 
 3. i dwell in darknefs and unfecn. 
 My tyearus defolate within j 
 
PSALM CTLIli. 2(tf 
 
 My thoughts in n$uM*ig (Lfence trace 
 
 The ancient wonders of thy gr«ce. 
 
 5 Thence I derive a giimpfe of hope, 
 To bear my (hiking fpirits-up ; 
 
 I fetch my hands to God again, 
 And thirlr like parched land- for rain. 
 
 6 For thee 1 thifft, I pray, [ mourn ; 
 When v, ill thy frnmrng face return \ 
 Shall ad! my toys on earm remove, 
 
 A ■-id Gci for ever hide his love ? 
 J My G j-J, thy long delay to fave, 
 Will link thy pris'ner to the grave ; 
 My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye 3 « 
 Make haire to neb before I die. 
 
 8 The nifn* jjs witssefs ro my tears, 
 Diftrefiing pain/; difefiing fears ; 
 O cnigfet I hear thy rnormny voice, 
 How would my we^ry'd powers rejoice ! 
 
 9 In thee I trait, to thee 1 ligh, 
 And lift mv weary £>ul on high ; 
 
 v For meelk waiting all the day, 
 And wear the tire Tome hours awav. 
 
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298 P S A £ M CXLIV. 
 
 Shall never vex my (pint more. 
 Psalm CXLIV. i ft Part. Common Metre. 
 j3ff:fkance and victory in the fpi ritual war/art. 
 iQR ever bleifed oe the Lord, 
 My Saviour and my fhiekl } 
 He fends his Spirit with his word, 
 To arm me lor the field. 
 1 When iin and hell their force unite, 
 
 He makes my foul bis care, 
 • Inftrucls me ro the heav'i !y fight, 
 
 And guards mc through the war. 
 3 A Friend and H-. Iper (b divine, 
 Doth my weak courage raife ; 
 He make* the glorious vidTry mine, 
 Ana ii< fliaH he the praife. 
 Psalm CXLIV. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 The 'vanity cfman, and condejeenjion of God. 
 
 1 T ORL), vii.it is man, po>r feeble man, 
 JL/ Barn of the earth at flrrt ? 
 
 H^. life a fhadow, ]h»ht and vain,. 
 Still haft'rong to the duft. 
 
 2 O v^-hat is feeble dying man, 
 
 O. ^ny of his ruce. 
 That GoJ fbouid make it his concern 
 To vifit him with ^race ! 
 
 3 That God who dart: his lightnings down,.. 
 
 Who fh^ices the wjoflus above, 
 And mountains tremble at his frown, 
 How won .;':ous Is his love ! 
 Psalm CXLIV. Long Metre. 
 Grace above riches : or, the happy nation.- 
 I T TAFFY the city ^rierern^rions 
 [jL Like pillars round a palace fet, 
 
PSALM CXLV. 29$ 
 
 And daughters, bright as poliuYd ftones, * 
 Give ftrength and beauty "to the (late. 
 
 2 Happy the country where the iheep, 
 Cattle and corn, have large increafe ; 
 Where men fecurely work or fleep, 
 Nor Tons of plunder break their peacs. 
 
 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, 
 But more divinely b'efr are thofe 
 On w«h'om the ailVfoiKcient God, 
 Hlmfe>f, w*th all bis grace, bellows. 
 
 Psalm CXLV/ Long Metre. 
 ThgreatnefiofGQD. 
 
 .1 II MTY Goo, my King, thy various praife 
 XT JL SJ^iU fi$j the rsmnant of my days : 
 Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 
 'Till death ana glory raife the foitg. 
 
 2. The wings of ev'ry hour (hall bear 
 Some thankful tribute to thine ear 5 
 And ev'ry fetting (an (hail fee 
 New works of duty done for thee. 
 
 3 Thy truth and juflice I'll proclaim; 
 Thy bounty flows an endlefs stream ; 
 Thy mercy fwift ; thine anger flow, 
 Bu: dreadful to the ftubborn foe. 
 
 4 Thy works with fov'reign glory fhine, 
 And fpeak thy m?jefty divine ; 
 
 Let *« ev'ry realm with joy" proclaim 
 The foundand honour of thy nsme. 
 
 5 Let diftant times and nations raife 
 The long fucceilion of thy praife i 
 And unborn ages make my fong 
 The joy and labour of their tongue. 
 
 6 But who can fpeak thy wond'rous tksd$ ! 
 
300 PSALM CXLV. 
 
 Thy greatnefs all our thoughts exceeds; 
 Vaft and uniearchabiethy ways, 
 Vaft and immortal be thy praife. 
 Psalm CXlV. \Ji Part. Common Metre. 
 The greatnefs of GOD. 
 
 1 T ONG as I iivc:, i'il blsfs thy name, 
 
 \_j My King, my God of love : 
 Iviv wo;fc and joy ihal i be the fame, 
 In the bright world above. 
 
 2 Grea; is t&eLord, his pow'r unknown, 
 
 And let his praife be great : 
 I'll fmg the .honours of thy throne, 
 Thy works pf grace repeat. 
 
 3 Thy grace (hall dwell upon my tongue ; 
 
 And while my lips rejoice* 
 The men who henr my facred fong, 
 Shall \oin their cheerful voice? 
 
 4 Fathers to fons mail te«ch thy name, 
 
 And children learn thy ways: 
 Ages to come thy truth proclaim, 
 And nations found thy praife. 
 
 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 
 
 Shall through the world be known ; 
 Thin*- ;irm of pewV, thy heav'nly (late, 
 With public fplendcur lhown. 
 
 6 The world is manag'd by thine hands, 
 
 Thy faints are rul'd by love : 
 And thitie eternal kingdom (lands, 
 Though rocks and hills remove. 
 Psalm CXLV. zd Part. Common Metre. 
 
 The gcodnejs of God. 
 I QWEET is the mcmVy of thy grace, 
 j3 My God, my heav'nly King -, 
 
PSALM CXLV.- 3 6i 
 
 Let age to age % ngfcteoufnefs 
 In longs of glory i] n ^. 
 
 2 God reigns on high, bu?ne'er confines 
 
 Ins goodnefs to the flcies ; 
 Through the whole earth .his bounty Alines, 
 And evry want fupplies. 
 
 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 
 
 On thee for daily food, 
 Thy iib'rai hand provides their meat, 
 And fills their mouths with good. 
 
 4 How kind are thy cor/iDafTions, Lord » 
 
 How flow thine anger moves ! 
 Howfoon he feuds his, pardW word, 
 1 cheer the foul he loves. 
 
 5 Creatures, with all their endltfs race, 
 
 lhypow'rind praife proclaim ; 
 But faints, who tafte thy richer ^rrce 
 Delight to blefs tfav n«r-. 
 Psalm CXLV. z d Part. Common Metre. 
 Mercy to fufferers : „, God hearing pr^er. 
 
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 JUS l W foreign Lor J of all • ~ 
 
 Thy ftrength'ning hinds uphold the w 
 And raife the poor who faH 
 
 2 When ibrrow bows the fpirit djwn, 
 
 Or virtue lies difrreft 
 Beneath (ome proud oporeilor's frown, 
 1 opti giv'ir. the mourners reft. 
 
 3 1 he Lord fupports our totting days 
 And guides our giddy youth: ' 
 
 Holy and juft are all his ways, * 
 And all his words are truth. 
 
 4 He knows the pain his fer varus feeJ 
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3«2 PSALM CXLVI. 
 
 He hears his children cry ; 
 And their beft wifhes to Fulfil, 
 His grace is ever high. 
 5 Hi? mercy never (hall remove 
 From men of heaft fincere ; 
 He faves the fouls whofe humble lovs 
 Is join'cl with holy fear. 
 4 [His ftubborn foes his {word (hull flay, 
 And pierce their hearts with pain ; 
 But none who ferve the Lord, ihall fay 
 " They fought his aid in vain." 
 7 My lips fhal! dwell upon his praife, 
 And fpread his fame abroad ; 
 Let att the ions of Adam raife 
 The honours of their God.] 
 Psalm CXLVI. Long Metre. 
 Trail* to God for his goodnejs ar.d truth. 
 j "TJRAt$E ye the Lord, my heart (hall join 
 j[_ In work fo pleafant, (o divine : 
 Inow white the rlelh is my abode, 
 And when my foul afcendsto God. 
 
 2 Praife fhall employ my nobleiVpow'rs, 
 White immortality endures ; 
 
 My days of praife ftiall ne'er be paft, 
 While life, and thought, and being lad. 
 
 3 Why fhould I make a man my truft ? 
 Princes mult die and turn to duft ; 
 
 Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r, 
 And thoughts all vanifh in an hour. 
 
 4 Happy the man whofe hopes reiy 
 On lfr'el\ God : he made the iky, 
 Afld earth and feas, with all their train, 
 And none fhall find his promife vain. 
 
P S A L M CXLVI. 
 5 His truth for eve: ft a pcfs fecure : 
 
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 ever reigns ; 
 
 i&ndj v.- h-n my voice is IpH in death, 
 
 Praifc (hall employ my r.obier pow'rs S- 
 My days of praife fhall ne'er be pair, 
 While life, and thought, and being lapfj 
 
 Oc immortality endures. 
 Why fhould I mike a man my truft ? 
 Princes n-nilt die and tarn to du ft > 
 
 Vain is the help oi fkih and blood $ 
 Their breath depart?, their pomp and pow-V,. 
 And though;- all vaniih in an hour, 
 
 Nor can they make their promife good. 
 Happy the man vvhofe hopes re'y 
 On Ijreh. God : he mads tht fliy y 
 
 And earth and fea«, with all their train; 
 His truth for ever Hands fecure : 
 H~ faves th' oppre^, he feeds die poor, 
 
 And none fhall find his prfemife vain. 
 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind 5 . 
 
304 PSALM CXLVII. 
 
 The Lord fupports the finking mind ; 
 
 He fends the iab'ring conference peace : 
 He helps the Granger in diftrefs, 
 The widow and the fatherlefs, 
 
 And gives the pris'r.er Tweet releafe. 
 
 5 PL loves hi* faintf, he knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to he!! : 
 
 Thy God, O Z'wn. ever reigns : 
 Let ev'ry t( ngee. let ev'ry a^e, 
 In this exJtal work engage : 
 
 Praife him in eveijaftingftrains. 
 
 6 Til praife him while he lends me breath, 
 And when mv voice is joft in death, 
 
 rr*ife ifoal] empjpv nay nobler pow'rs : 
 My days of praife ihaii ne'er be pair, 
 While life, and thought, and being lair, 
 
 Or immozxzlity endures* 
 Psalm CXLVII. ,\Jt Part. Long Metre. 
 The dpvzne nature, providence and grace. . 
 
 1 TTJRAISE ye. the Lord : 'tis good to raife 
 _!_ Q.ir hearts and voices in his. praife : 
 His nature and his works invite 
 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 a The Lord build* yLpJtrufaletn, 
 And gathersmatiens to hisname : 
 His mercy melts the ftubborn foul, 
 And m^kes the broken fpirit whole. 
 
 2 'He formed the ftars, thofe heav'nly flames : 
 
 He counts their numbers, calls their names : 
 
 wifdoro's vaff, and knows no bound, 
 A deep, v, 1 ere all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 .', and greaj his might ; 
 - i infinite : 
 
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 He crowns the meek, rewards the juft 3 
 And treads the wicked to the dud. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
 
 Who fpreads his clouds all round the iky ; : 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
 Nor lets the drops defcendin vain. 
 
 6 Ke makes the grafs the hills adorn, 
 And clothes the fmiiing fields with com ; 
 The beafts with food his hand fupply, 
 And the young ravens when they cry. 
 
 7 What is the creature's (kill or force, 
 The fprightly rri2n, the warlike horfe, 
 The nimble wit, the active lirnb, 
 
 All are too mean delights for him. 
 
 8 But faints are lovely in his fight ; 
 He views his children with delight; 
 He lees their hope, he knows their fear, 
 And looks and loves his image there, 
 
 Psalm CXLVII v 2d Parr. Long Metre,- 
 
 Summer and Winter. 
 r " J^ET Zim" pfaife the mighty God, 
 
 Ar.j make his honors known abroad p 
 <{ Fcr jzveet the jot our Jongs to raifi, 
 " And r 'gkrikis is the work of praife" 
 
 2 Our chikaczi are figure 2nd bieft, 
 Chr fii&res has e [jeace, our cries reft ; 
 Ke feeds ouj foils witt? fineft wheat, 
 And adds his bleffirtg to r heir meat. 
 
 3 Th& changing fea-fons he craains, 
 The early and the latter rains': 
 
 Hj$ flake? offfrowli^e wool he fends, - 
 
 And tnus the fptfnging corn defend?,- 
 
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 4 With hoary f, oft he ftrews the ground $ 
 His hail defcends with clattVing found j 
 Where is :he ran fo vainly bold, 
 Who dares defy his drer-dful cold ? 
 
 5 He hid-; the foul hern breezes blow ; 
 The ice diflolres, the waters flow; 
 But he bath nobler works and ways, . 
 To call his people to his praife. 
 
 6 To ali our realm his laws are (hown ; 
 His gofpel through the nation known 5 
 He hath not thus revesd'd his word 
 To ev'ry land : praife ye the Lord. 
 
 Psalm' CXLVII. Common Metre. 
 The feafcns of the year. 
 
 1 \\ Thh for^sand honours founding loud* 
 
 V V Addrefs the Lord en high ; 
 Over the heav'ns he fpreads the cloud, 
 And waters veil the iky. 
 
 2 He fends his fhow'rs of bleffings down, 
 
 To cheer the plains below ; 
 He makes the grafs the mountains crown* 
 Aiad com in vallies grow. 
 
 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, 
 
 He hears the ravens cry : 
 But man, who taftes the rtneft wheat. 
 Should raiTe his honours high. 
 
 4 His Ready counfels change the face 
 
 Of the declining year ; 
 He bids the fun cut fhort his race, 
 'And wiiu'ry days appear. 
 
 5 His hoiry firoft, his fleecy fnow, 
 
 Defcend and clothe the ground : 
 The liquid ftreams forbear to flow, 
 
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 In icy fetters bound. 
 
 6 When from his dreadful frores on high, 
 
 He pours the rattling hail, 
 The wretch who dares this Qoddefyy 
 Shall find his courage fail. 
 
 7 He fends his word and melts the mow. 
 
 The fields no longer mourn : 
 He calls the warmer gales to blow, 
 And bids the fpring return. 
 
 8 The changing wind, (he flying cloud, 
 
 Obey his mighty word,: 
 With fongs and honours founding Ioud^ 
 Praife ye i'hz fovVeign Lord. 
 Psalm CXLVIII. "Particular Metre. 
 Praife to God from all creatures. 
 ^E tribes of Akm)o\n 
 
 With heav'n, and earth, and feas ? 
 And offer notes divine 
 To your Creator's praife. 
 Ye holy throng 
 Of angels bright, 
 In worlds of light, 
 " Begin the fangs 
 
 2 Thou fun, with dazzling rays, 
 And moon which rules the night, 
 Shine to your Maker's praife, 
 With ftars.of twinkling light, ' 
 
 His pow'r declare, 
 Ye floods on high, 
 And clouds which, fly 
 In empty air. 
 
 3 The mining worlds above., 
 Ixi glorious order Hand, 
 
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 Or in fwift courfes move 
 By his fupreme command. 
 He lpake the word, 
 And all their frame 
 From nothing came 
 To praife the Lord. 
 
 4 He mov'c! their mighty wheels 
 In .unknown age? pa if, 
 
 And each his word fulfils, 
 While time and nature laft. 
 In different ways 
 His work- proclaim 
 His wone'rous name, 
 And fpeak his praife.. 
 
 PAUSE. 
 
 5 Let all the earth-born race, 
 And monlrers of the deep, 
 The fifii which cleave t^ (eas, 
 Or in their hofom deep ; 
 
 From fca and more 
 Their tribute oav, 
 And ftill difyUy ^ 
 The:-. "Mak r's pow'r. 
 
 6 Ye vapours, hail ;md fnow, 
 Praife ye ih' almighty Lord, 
 And dorm} winds which blow 
 To execute his word. 
 
 When lightnings (hine, 
 Or thunders voar, 
 Let earth adore 
 His hand d vine. 
 j Ye mountains near thefkies. 
 With lofty cedars there D 
 
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 And trees of humbler fize, 
 Which fruit in plenty bear 3 
 
 Beads, wild and tame, 
 
 Bird?, files, and '.verms. 
 
 In various forms, 
 
 Ex.il t his name, 
 
 8 Ye kings and judges, fear 
 The Lord, the Sovereign King ; 
 And while ycu rule us here, 
 Kis heav'nlv honours fmg : 
 
 Nvr let the dream 
 Of pow'r and ftate, 
 v • Make you forget 
 His p0w*f fupreme. 
 
 9 Virgins and youths engage 
 To found his praife divine, 
 While infancy and age 
 Their feebler vuices join : 
 
 Wide as he reigns, 
 His name be ft 
 By ev'ry tongue, 
 In endkfs drains, 
 
 10 Let all the nations fear 
 The God who rules above ; 
 He brings his people near. 
 And makes them tafte his love, 
 
 While earth and fky 
 Attempt his praife, 
 His faints fhall raife 
 His honours high. 
 Psalm CXLVIII. ""Long Metre, 
 Paraphrafed. 
 V ni-v erf al praife to God. 
 
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 3io PSALM CXLVIII. 
 
 1 T CUD hallelujahs to '.he Lord 
 JL/ Frpmdifttttit worlds where creatures 
 Let heav'n begin the folerrua vvdJd, [dwell ; 
 And found it dreadful i'owp, to hell* 
 
 Note, This Plains may be Suue to a different 
 metre, by adding the two following 
 lines ro each ftanza. 
 Each of bis vj:rks hh nana difplays, 
 Bui 1 J ' ;, can ne'er fulfil bis prr.ife. 
 
 2 The Lord ! how abfolute he reigns ! 
 Letev'ry angel bend the knee ; 
 Singjbf his love in beav'n'y ftrains, 
 And fpeafc hpw fie 
 
 3 H . 
 
 An awful tr ■• fining bid j 
 
 Fly through the world, O fun, and tell 
 
 How dark thy beams compar'd to hi*. 
 
 4 Awake, ye tempers, and his fame 
 In founds of dreadful praife declare ; 
 And the fwqti whifper of his name, 
 Fill ev*rv gentler breeze of air. 
 
 5 Let cloiid -,and winds, $nd waves agree 
 Taj.jin their praife vWith blazing fire. 
 Let the firm eartj^and roiling foa 
 
 In rtii eternal fong confpire. 
 
 6 Ye fbw'ry plains piociaim his (kill ; 
 Vallles lie low before his eve ; 
 And let his praife from ev'ry hill 
 Rife tuneful to the neighb'ring flcy. 
 
 ■sj Ye ftubborn oaks, and (lately r 
 Ben*! you ranches, and adore ; 
 
 Praift limye beafts, in Hi fFrent drains ; 
 Tnc lamb omit bleat, the ho:: roar. 
 
PSALM CXLVIII. 3U 
 
 Birds, ye rnpft make his prdk your theme, 
 Nature demands a long from you : 
 While the dumb fifh which cut the ftream, 
 Leap up and mean his praifcs too. 
 Mortals can van refrain vc-ur tongue, 
 
 When nature ah around you fings ? 
 O for a fhcut from ©;d and young, 
 From hurnble fwams and lofty kings. 
 10 Wide i$ ^\j- vail dominion lie?, 
 Let the Creator's name be known ; 
 Loud as his thunder, {hour his praife, 
 And found it lofty to his throne, 
 ai Jehovah I 'tis a glorious word, 
 O may it dwell on ey'ry tongue ! M 
 But faints who bed have known the Lord, 
 Are bound to raife the nobleft fong. 
 ■12 Speak of the wonders of that love 
 "Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry chord : 
 From all below and all above, 
 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord. 
 
 Psalm CXLVIII. Short .Metrt. 
 Unto erf al praife. 
 j ' ET ev'ry creature join 
 
 \^j To praife th' eternal God ; 
 Ye heav'nly hofts, the fong begin, 
 And found his name abroad. 
 a Thou fun with golden beams, 
 And moon with paler rays, 
 Ye ftarry lights, ye twinkling flames, 
 
 Shine to your Maker's praife. 
 3 He built thofe worlds above, 
 
 And fix'd their wond'rous frame : 
 By his command they ftand or move, 
 
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 And ever fp-ak \)k n~me. 
 
 4 Yc vapours, when you rife, 
 
 Or fall in fhow'rs-of how ; 
 Yc thunders mui m'ring round the ikies, 
 His powV and glory thovr. 
 
 5 Wind, hail. and Bathing fire, 
 
 Agi ee to praife the Lord, 
 When ye in dreadful ftorms confpire 
 To S&ecute his word. 
 
 6 By all his works above, 
 
 His honours be expreft : 
 But faints wh# tafte hisfaving love, 
 Should fing his praifes belt. 
 
 I PAUSE i, 
 
 f Let earth and ocean know 
 
 They owe their Maker praife ^ 
 
 Praife him ye wat'ry worlds below, 
 And monfiers of the feas. 
 
 8 From mountains near ihefky, 
 
 Lc: his high praife refcund ; 
 From humble ftirubs and cedars high, 
 Andv.i'-s andfislds around* 
 
 9 Yc lion? of the wood, 
 
 And tamer beafts which graze, 
 Ye live upon his daily food, 
 
 And heexpe&s your praife. 
 io Ye birds of lofty wi rig, 
 
 On high his praifes bear ; 
 Or fit on ftdw*ry boughs, and fing 
 
 Your Maker's glory there. 
 1 1 Ye creeping ants and worms, 
 
 His various wifdom fhow, 
 And flies, in all your fhining forms, 
 
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 Praife him who c 1 re ft you \o, 
 
 12 By all the earth-born race, 
 
 His honours be expreft ; 
 But faints who know his heav'nly grace> 
 Should Seam to praife him bell, 
 
 » PAUSE II. 
 
 13 Monarchs of wide command, 
 
 Praife ye th' eternal King ; 
 Judges adore that fov'reign hand, 
 
 Whence all your honours fpring, 
 
 14 Let vig'rous youth engage 
 
 To found his praifes high : 
 While growing babes and withering ags 
 . Their feebler voices iry. 
 
 15 Unitt d zeal be mown, 
 
 His wond'rous fame to raife ; 
 God is the Lord, his name alone 
 Defer yes our endlefs praife. 
 
 16 Let nature join with art, 
 
 And all pronounce him bleft ; 
 list faints who dwell fo near his heart. 
 Should fing his praifes beft. 
 Psalm CXLIX. Common Metre. 
 Praife God all his faints : or, faints judging the world* 
 I A LL ye who love the Lord> rejoice, 
 J7\. And let your fongs be new ; 
 Amidft the church with cheerful voice, 
 Hi slater wonders (hew. 
 2 The Jews, the people of his grace, 
 Shall their Redeemer fing : 
 And Gentile nations join the praife, 
 While Zion owns her King. 
 3 The Lord takes pleafure in thejuft a 
 Cc 
 
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 Whom iinners treat with {corn ; 
 The meek, who lie defpis'd in eu(f, ' 
 Salvation mall adorn. 
 4. Saints fhould be joyful in their King, 
 Ev*ii on a dying ^ed ; 
 And like the fouls in glory fmg, 
 For God ihall raife the dead. 
 
 5 Then his high praife (hall fill their tongue^ 
 
 Their hands (hall wield the fword : 
 And vengeance fhall atteud their fongs, 
 The vengeance of the Lord. 
 
 6 When Chrift his judgment-feat afcends, 
 
 And bid* the world appear, 
 Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends, 
 Who humbly lov'd him here. 
 
 7 Then fhall they rule with iron rod 
 
 Nations who dar'd rebel : 
 And jc in the fentence cf their God, 
 On tyrants doomAl to hell. 
 
 8 The royal finnners bound in chain?, 
 
 New triumphs ihall afford; 
 Such honor for the faints remain ; 
 Praife ye and love the Lord. 
 Psa.lm CL. Common Metre. 
 A fong of praife. 
 
 1 TN God's own h»u'c pronounce his praife,. 
 _£_ His grace he there reveals ; 
 
 To heav'n your joy and wonder raife, 
 For there his glory dwells. 
 
 2 Let all your facred paffions move, 
 
 While you rehearfe his deeds ; 
 But the great work of faying love, 
 Youc higheft praife exceeds* 
 
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 AH that have motion, life and brefath, 
 
 Proclaim your Maker bleft j 
 Yet when my voice expires ia death, 
 My. foul thai! praife him bed. 
 The Chrijiian T)oxology\ 
 Long Metre. # 
 /TT^O God the father, God the Son* 
 
 And God the Spirit, three in one, 
 Be honor, praife, andglory giv'n 
 By all on earth, andaU in heav'n* , 
 Common Metre. 
 
 LET Gad the Father, and the Son, 
 And Spirit be ador'd, 
 Where there are works to make him known. 
 Or faints to love the Lord. 
 Com. Metre, where the tune includes tnuoftanzas^ 
 
 THE God of mercy be ador'd, 
 Who calls our fouls from death, 
 Whofaves by his redeeming Word,. 
 
 And new-ceeating breath. 
 To praife the Father, and'the Son,. 
 
 And Spirit all divine, 
 The One in Three, a::d Three in One, 
 Let faints and angels join. 
 Short Metre. 
 
 YE angels round the throne, 
 And faints who dwell below?. 
 Worlhip the Father, praife the Son, 
 And blefsthe Spirit too. 
 Particular Metre. 
 
 NOW -to the great and facred Three*,. 
 The Father, San, and Spirit, bs 
 Eternal praife and glory given* 
 
3 :6 DOXOLOGIE3. « 
 
 Thvough-all the worlds where God is known, 
 By ail the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all th'.: faints in earth and heav'iv 
 
 TO God the Father's throne, . 
 Perpetual honors raife j 
 Giory to God the Son, 
 To God the Spirit praife : 
 With all our pow'rs, 
 Eternal King, 
 Thy name we i:ng, 
 While faith adores. 
 
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