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 PSALMS  and  HYMNS, 
 
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 CHRISTIAN  DEVOTION, 
 
 IN    PUBLIC    AND    PRIVATE. 
 
 SELECTED  FROM  THE  BEST  AUTHORS,  WITH  VARIATIONS 
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PREFACE. 
 
 ]T\R.  Johnfon  hath  obferved  concerning  de- 
 ■*  votiofial  poetry,  that  <c  the  fanclity  of  the 
 matter  rejects  the  ornaments  of  figurative 
 Inferior  fubj eels  may  be  heightened  by  the  charms  of 
 rhetoric y  but  this  is  too  fubllme  to  receive  any  deeora- 
 'iion  from  human  eloquence  ,-  and  we  of:.: 
 by  making  the  attempt. 
 
 Dr.  Watts,  in  one  of  his  hymns,  hath  f aid, 
 "  Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
 u  That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ', 
 "  All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  worth, 
 "  Or  fet  Emanuel's  glory  forth. " 
 Yety  fuch  was  the  imperfeclion  of  one  of  the  bef 
 <f  ?neny  thai  ive  frequently  find  in  his  divine  poems, 
 epithets  and  allilfions  taken  from  "  mortal  beauties  " 
 and  applied  to  the  Saviour,  with  a  licenfe  difgt 
 to  the  fpirit  of  devotion.    It  has  been  my  aim  to  avoid 
 thefe  familiarities  ;   and  either  to   change  or  omit 
 fuch  epithets  and  allufions. 
 
 The  names  of  the  authors  from  whom  this  /elec- 
 tion is  made,  are  fubjoined  to  each  pfahn  or  hymn  ; 
 excepting  when  they  are  unknown,  or  have  requejled 
 concealment.  Mofi  of  thefe  names  are  familiar  to 
 the  readers  of  poetry  ;  but  there  is  one,  to  whom  I 
 am  largely  indebted  for  fome  of  the  mofi  elegant  of 
 thefe  productions,  who  is  but  little  known  in  this 
 country,  and  of  whom  I  conceive  the  foil 
 count  will  be  acceptable  to  every  reader. 
 
IV  PREFACE. 
 
 <f  Anne  Steele  was  the  eldsll  daughter  of  a 
 
 dijfenting  minifler  at  Brought  on,  in  Hampjhire  ;  a 
 man  cf  piety ,  integrity,  benevolence,  and  the  mojl 
 amiable  fimpli  city  of  manners.  She  difcovered  in 
 early  life,  her  love  of  the  mufes,  and  often  entertained 
 her  friends,  with  the  truly  poetical  and  picus  produc- 
 tions of  her  pen.  But,  it  was  her  infelicity,  as  it 
 has  been  of  many  of  her  kindred  fpiriis,  to  have  a 
 capacious  foaring  mind  inclofed  in  a  very  weak  and 
 languid  body.  She  lived for  the  nvfl putt,  a  life  of 
 retirement  in  the  fame  peaceful  village  where/Be  be- 
 gan and  ended  her  days.  The  duties  of  fnencfiip 
 end  religion  occupied  her  time,  and  the  pleafures  of 
 both  con/lit uted  her  delight.  Her  heart  was  apt  to 
 feel,  often  to  a  degree  too  painful fr  her  own  felicity  ; 
 but  always  with  the  mo/}  tender  and  generous  fympa- 
 thy  for  her  friends.  Tetyfic  poffffed  a  native  cheer- 
 ful nefs  ;  of  which,  even  the  agonizing  pains  fhe  en- 
 dured, in  the  latter  part  of  her  life,  could  not  deprive 
 her.  In  every  fiort  interval  of  abated  fuffering, fie 
 ivould  in  a  variety  of  ways,  as  well  as  by  her  en- 
 livening conversation,  give  pie  afure  to  all  around  her* 
 Her  life  was  a  life  of  unaffected  humility,  warm  be- 
 nevolence, fncere  friendfirp,  and  genuine  devotion'. 
 She  waited  with  chrijlian  dignity  for  the  hour  of 
 her  departure  :  When  it  came,  fie  welcomed  its  ap- 
 proach ;  and  having  taken  an  affeclionate  leave  of 
 her  frienc.  per  eyes,  with  thefe  animating 
 
 nvords   :  .  f  I  ln:w  that   my  Redeemer 
 
 livethr* 
 
 *  This  2ccnunt  is  taken  from  the  preface  to  the  third 
 volume  cf  her  u  mifcellaneous  pieces  in  profe  and  verfe," 
 puhlifhccl  under  the  name  of  Thvodosia,  by  the  Rcr. 
 Caleb  Evans,  of  Briftol,  178c,  after  her  ckceafe. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 It  is  humbly  apprehended,  that  a  grateful  and  af- 
 fectionate addrefs  to  the  exalted  Saviour  of  mankind, 
 cr  a  hymn  in  honour  of  the  Eternal  Spirit,  cannot  be 
 di [agreeable  to  the  mind  of  God.  To  Jligmatize 
 fucb  an  acl  of  devotion  with  the  name  ^/'idolatry,  is 
 (to  fay  the  leaf)  an  abufe  of  language.  It  cannot 
 be  jujlh  charged  with  derogating  from  the  glory  due 
 to  the  ONE  God  and  Father  of  all,  becaufe  he  is 
 the  ultimate  object  of  the  honour  which  is  given  to 
 his  Son  and  to  his  Spirit. 
 
 In  this  feleclion,  thofe  Chrifiians  who  do  netferu- 
 ple  to  fing  praifes  to  their  Redeemer  and  Sanclifier, 
 will  find  materials  for  fucb  a  fublime  enjoyment  ; 
 ivhiljl  others,  whofe  tendemefs  of  confeience  may 
 cblige  them  to  confine  their  eddreffes  to  the  Father  oi- 
 ly, will  find  no  deficiency  of  matter  fuited  to  their 
 idea  of"ihe  chafe  and  awful fpirit  of  devotion  ,)y 
 
 Boston,  May  io,  1795. 
 
 N.  B.     The  characters  denoting  thefharp  or  fiat 
 ley,   are  prefixed  to  each  pf aim  or  hymn,  at  m 
 oueft,  by  the  Rev.  Dr.  Morse,  of  Gharleftowiu 
 
 A  2 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 Pfalm   I.      Common  Metre.       [#3 
 
 The  Happinefs  of  the  Righteous  and  the   Mifery  of  the.  V/UhedA 
 
 BLEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place 
 Where  Tinners  love  to  meet  •, 
 Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways* 
 And  hates  the  fcoffer's  feat. 
 
 2  But  in  the  ftatutes  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  tree  of  generous  kind, 
 
 By  living  waters  fet, 
 Safe  from  the  ftorm  and  blafting  windj 
 Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate. 
 
 4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 
 
 Shall  his  profeffion  mine  •, 
 Whilft  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 
 Like  clulters  on  the  vine. 
 
 5  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ! 
 
 What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 
 Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
 Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 
 
 6  Sinners  in  judgment  {hall  not  ftand 
 
 Among  the  ions  of  grace  ; 
 
;  Psalm  2, 
 
 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  tinners  lead 
 
 Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jjpfalm  II.      Common  Metre.       [*] 
 
 The   Exalt j t ion   of  Chrijl. 
 
 ATTEND,  O  earth,  when  God  declares 
 His  uncontroll'd  decree  ; 
 "  Thou  art  my  Son,  this  day  my  heir, 
 ***  Have  I  begotten  thee. 
 
 c<  Upon  my  holy  Z ion's  hill 
 
 "  My  King  I  thee  ordain  ; 
 <c  And  though  thy  foes  difpute  my  will, 
 
 "  Thou  inalt  forever  reign. 
 
 "  A  Ik  and  receive  thy  full  demands, 
 
 "  Thine  fhall  the  heathen  be ; 
 "  The  utmoft  limits  of  the  lands 
 
 "  Shall  be  poffefs'd  by  thee. 
 
 w  Thy  righteous  fceptre  thou  fhalt  fway, 
 
 "  And  all  thy  foes  command  ; 
 "  Jiift  as  the  potter  breaks  the  clay, 
 
 '•  And  moulds  it  with  his  hand." 
 
 Be  wife,  ye  princes  then,  give  ear, 
 
 Ye  judges  of  the  earth  •, 
 Worlhip  the  Lord  with  holy  fear, 
 
 Rejoice  wi:h  awful  mirth. 
 
 Approach  the  Son  with  dua  refpecT:, 
 
 To  him  your  homage  nay  ; 
 Left  ye  perfift  in  y 
 
 And  perifh  in  y 
 
Psalm  2.  9 
 
 7  If  hut  in  p -rt  his  anger  rife, 
 Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
 Then  bleft  are  they  whole  hope  relics 
 On  his  mod  holy  name. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 IcJfatm  H,        Short  Metre.  [*] 
 
 The   Death,  R'fur region   and   G!:ry    tf  ChriJ}. 
 
 MAKER,  and  fovereign  Lord 
 Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and.  feas, 
 Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
 And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 
 
 2  The  things  fo  long  foretold  ^ 
 By  David,  are  fulfiiPd  ; 
 
 When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  flay 
 Jeius,  thy  holy  child. 
 
 3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
 And  Jews  with  one  accord 
 
 Unite  their  couniels  to  deftroy 
 Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 
 
 4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
 To  form  a  vain  delign  ; 
 
 Again  ft  the  Lord  they  join  their  powers, 
 Againft  his  Chrift  combine. 
 
 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. 
 
 6  He  afks,  and  God  beftows 
 A  vaft  inheritance  ; 
 
 Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends. 
 His  kingdom  mall  advance. 
 
 W^tt:, 
 
io  Psalm  3,  4. 
 
 PMm  III.       Common  Metre.     ~" 
 
 Doubt:  and  Fears  f*$>prcjjcd. 
 
 MY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
 How  faft  my  foes  increaie  ! 
 Their  number,  how  it  multiplies  ! 
 How  fatal  to  my.  peace  ! 
 
 2  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuadc 
 
 There's  no  relief  from  heaven  \ 
 And  all  my  fwclliiig  fins  appear 
 Too  great  to  be  forgiven. 
 
 3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence; 
 
 On  thee  my  hopes  rely  ; 
 My  finking  fpirit  thou  wilt  raife, 
 And  lift  my  head  on  high. 
 
 4  In  former  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
 
 To  God  I  made  my  prayer  : 
 
 He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hili  \ 
 
 Why  fhould  I  now  defpair  ? 
 
 5  Guarded  by  him,  I  lay  me  down 
 
 My  fweet  repofe  to  take ; 
 For  I  through  him  fecurely  fleep, 
 Through  him  in  fafety  wake. 
 
 6  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 
 
 His  arm  alone  can  fave  •, 
 Bleffings  attend  thy  people  here, 
 And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varied. 
 
 JPfalm  IV.    ver.  6,7.     C.  M.     [fcorj,] 
 
 True    Happinrfi   only   in    G„d. 
 
 WHEN  fancy  fpreads  her  boldeft  wings, 
 And  wanders  unconfin'd, 
 Aniidft  the  varied  fcene  of  things 
 Which  entertain  the  mind  \ 
 
Psalm  4.  11 
 
 2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 
 
 In  fearch  of  facred  reft, 
 The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
 To  make  us  fully  bleft. 
 
 3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 
 
 Each  flattering  fpecious  wile,. 
 For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
 But  our  Creator's  fmile  ? 
 
 4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart,. 
 
 Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
 In  God  alone  our  reftlefs  heart 
 An  equal  blifs  can  find. 
 
 5  Great  Source  of  all  felicity, 
 
 To  thee  our  wifhes  tend  ! 
 Do  not  thefe  wifhes  rife  from  thee, 
 And  in  thy  favour  end  ? 
 
 6  Thy  favour,  Lord,  is  all  we  want, 
 
 Here  would  our  fpirit  reft  ; 
 O  feal  the  rich,  the  boundlefs  grant, 
 And  make  us  fully  bleft. 
 
 Airs.  Steels. 
 
 praim  IV.    ver.  S.     Long  Metre.     E*3 
 
 An   Evening   Song. 
 
 THLTS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
 Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
 And  every  evening  (hall  make  known 
 Some  freih  memorial  of  his  grace. 
 
 2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  wafte, 
 And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
 But  he  forgives  my  follies  paft, 
 
 And  gives  me  ftrength  for  days  to  come. 
 
 3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  fleep, 
 Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  \ 
 
\i  Psalm  5. 
 
 His  ever  watchful  eye  ihall  keep 
 Its  conftant  guard  around  my  bed. 
 
 4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  : 
 
 0  may  thy  prefence  ne'er  depart  \ 
 And  in  the  morning  let  me  hear 
 The  love  and  kuidnefs  of  thy  heart. 
 
 5  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  (hull  ccme, 
 My  flelh  ihall  relt  beneath  the  ground; 
 And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  the  tomb, 
 With  glad  iaivation  in  the  found. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JPUim  V.  ^     Common  Metre.         [*] 
 
 Fat   the   Loid"s   Day   S>fjr>. 
 
 LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear 
 My  voice  afc ending  high  ; 
 To  thee  will  I  addrefs  my  prayer, 
 To  thee  direct  mine  eye. 
 
 2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whofe  fight 
 
 The  wicked  (hall  not  Hand; 
 Sinners  fliall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
 Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hai 
 
 3  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 
 
 To  tafle  thy  mercies  th 
 
 1  wi!l  frequent  thy  hoi;  cC  -.:, 
 
 And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 
 
 4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
 
 In  ways  of  truth  and  gtac 
 Mike  every  path  of  ou:y  itraight 
 And  plait*  before  my  face. 
 
 5  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
 
 Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfill'd  ; 
 The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
 With  favour,  as  a  filteld. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
Psalm  6,  7.  13 
 
 J^falm  VI.       Common  Metre.        [[;] 
 
 Prayer   in    S'ukaefs, 
 
 IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
 But  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  ; 
 Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
 Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 
 
 2  Sorrow  and  pain  confume  the  day, 
 
 I  wafie  the  night  with  cries, 
 Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pafs,. 
 Till  the  flow  morning  rile. 
 
 3  My  tortur'd  fleih  diftra&s  my  mind, 
 
 And  fills  my  foul  with  grief ; 
 How  long,  O  Lord,  wiit  thou  delay 
 To  grant  me  thy  relief  ? 
 
 4  The  gloomy  fhades  of  death  cannot 
 
 Thy  glorious  aclis  proclaim  \ 
 No  priicner  of  the  fiient  grave 
 Can  magnify  thy  name. 
 
 5  He  hears  when  dull  and  afhes  pray, 
 
 He  pities  all  my  groans  ; 
 He  faves  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
 And  heals  my  broken  bones. 
 
 6  The  virtue  of  his  Sovereign  word 
 
 Reftores  my  fainting  breath  •, 
 To  him  will  I  devote  that  life 
 Which  he  has  fav'd  from  death. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  unired  and  varied. 
 
 jpfalm  VII.     Common  Metre.    DKorb} 
 
 Confidence  in    G.d. 
 
 MY  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend,, 
 My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
 Rife,  and  my  helpkfs  life  defend 
 From  thofe  who  feek  my  blood. 
 B 
 
14  Psalm  8. 
 
 2  If  malice  lurk'd  within  my  heart, 
 
 Before  thy  piercing  eyes, 
 I  fhould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
 Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 
 
 3  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 
 
 I  truft  my  caufe  to  thee  ; 
 According  to  my  righteoufnefs 
 So  let  thy  fentence  be. 
 
 4  Let  wicked  arts  of  wicked  men 
 
 Be  wholly  overthrown  ; 
 But  guard  the  ju(t,  O  God,  to  whom 
 The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 
 
 5  Then  will  I  all  the  righteous  ways 
 
 Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
 I'll  fing  the  praife  of  God  mod  high, 
 And  celebrate  his  name. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united. 
 
 Pfalm  VIII.    Common  Metre.    [8  or  b] 
 
 Divine    Condsfcenjion. 
 
 OTHOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
 Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
 Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
 How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
 
 2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 
 
 Employs  my  wondering  fight  *, 
 The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  fky, 
 With  ftars  of  feebler  light  ; 
 
 3  Lord,  what  is  man  !  that  thou  {houldft  chocfe 
 
 To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ! 
 Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  (houldft  prove 
 To  them  fo  wondrous  kind  ! 
 
 4  Him  next  in  power  thou  didft  create 
 
 To  thy  celcttial  train  ; 
 
Psalm  8.  15 
 
 Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  (late 
 O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 
 
 5  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  fway, 
 
 The  beaits  that  prey  or  graze  ; 
 The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 
 The  fifh  that  cuts  the  fea. 
 
 6  O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
 
 Within  this  earthly  frame, 
 Through  ail  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
 How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
 
 Tate. 
 
 VIII.       Long  Metre.         [tfl 
 
 A  Jam  and  Cbrijl^  or  the  old  and  ntiv  Creation, 
 
 LORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft, 
 Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dud, 
 That  thou  ihouldft  fet  him,  and  his  race, 
 But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 
 
 2  That  thou  ihouldft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
 And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below  \ 
 Make  every  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
 And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ! 
 
 3  Eut  what  fublimer  glories  wait 
 
 To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  itate  ! 
 What  honours  {hall  thy  Son  adorn, 
 Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ! 
 
 4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
 See  him  in  duft  among  the  dead  ! 
 
 To  fave  the  world  from  death  and  fin  : 
 But  he  fhall  reign  with  power  divine. 
 
 5  The  world  to  come,  recleem'd  fiom  ali 
 The  miferies  that  attend  the  fall, 
 New  made  and  gloriou?,  fhall  fubmit 
 At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 
 
 Watts, 
 
j 6  Psalm  9,  10. 
 
 jpfaim  IX.    ver.  ic,  1  j.    L.  M. 
 
 SIXG  to  the  Lord,  who  Ion  a;s 
 
 His  various  and  his  Juvin^  ftajftC 
 O  may  they  not  be  heard  a. 
 But  by  our  lure  c 
 
 2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
 Tir  eternal,  ail-fu:' 
 
 Through  all  the  v.vrid,  inoft  bigh  confefs*d3 
 By  him  ?tw?.s  ionr/d  and  is  poffi 
 
 3  Awake,  cur  noble  ft  powers,  to  bids 
 The  Cod  ro4j  of  Peace  ; 
 Now,  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
 Father  and  I                brill  his  Son. 
 
 4  Thr<  is  ear 
 
 Is  open  to  his  fervants'  pra\ 
 Nor  can  one  hum] 
 
 t  he  has  i  is  God  in  vain. 
 
 5  What  unbelievi  -tare 
 In  •                                :  a  fear, 
 While  ftill  he  owns  his  aneient  name, 
 The                              his  love  the 
 
 6  To  thee  our  C  rile, 
 
 To  thee  we  lift  expect.. 
 And  b.  rt  tread, 
 
 For  God  will  guard  when 
 
 DKIDGE. 
 
 praim  X.     t  tre.     [W 
 
 Why  far, 
 
 nceal  his  I 
 When  crreat  calan 
 
 A:"  3f  deep  diftrefs  ? 
 
Psalm  ii.  17 
 
 2  Lord,  (hall  the  wicked  ftill  deride 
 
 Thy  juftice  and  thy  power  ? 
 Shall  they  erect  their  heads  in  pride, 
 Ai:d  better  men  devour  ? 
 
 3  Arife,  O  God  !  lift  up  thy  hand, 
 
 Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
 No  enemy  (hall  dare  to  ftand, 
 When  God  our  help  is  nigh, 
 
 4  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
 
 And  ftill  incline  thine  ear  ; 
 Thou  knoweft  what  thy  children  fay, 
 And  thou  their  voice  v/iit  hear. 
 
 5  Froud  tyrants  (hall  no  mere  epprefs, 
 
 No  more  defpife  the  juft  ; 
 And  mighty  finners  fliall  confefs 
 They  are  but  earth  and  dud. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 jpfafm  XI.       Long  Metre.        [b] 
 
 cIhc   j 'ufiice   cf  Divine   Pi  evidence. 
 
 ON  God  my  fie df aft  hopes  rely  ; 
 Why  do  my  foes  infulting  cry, 
 •'  Fly  like  a  timorous,  trembling  dove, 
 u  And  fcek  the  mountain's  lonefoine  grove. ri 
 z  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts 
 A^ainit  the  men  cf  upright  hearts  ! 
 11  government  be  overthrown, 
 "Who  then  the  injttr'd  caufe  will  own  ? 
 
 3  The  Lord,  enthroned  above  the  Ccy, 
 On  fufftring  virtue  cafts  his  eye  , 
 
 .  ints,  to  prove 
 Their  patience,  and  to  try  their  love  ; 
 B  z 
 
j8  Psalm  id* 
 
 4  Yet  lawlefs  hands  and  hearts  impure, 
 His  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
 His  lightning  wings  its  rapid  way, 
 His  thunder  fills  them  with  difmay. 
 
 c  Where  truth  and  jufticc  hold  their  place, 
 God  will  reveal  his  gracious  face  ; 
 Delighted  in  the  upright  mind 
 His  own  renewed  beams  to  find. 
 
 Merrick,  varied. 
 
 jpfalm  XII.      Common  Metre.      [M 
 
 Corruption   of  Manners. 
 
 HELP,  Lord  !  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
 Religion  lofes  ground  ; 
 The  fons  of  wickedr.efs  prevail, 
 And  treacheries  abound. 
 
 3  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break, 
 Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part ; 
 With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  lpeak, 
 And  with  a  double  heart. 
 
 3  Scoffers  appear  on  every  CidCy 
 
 Where  a  vile  race  of  n.en 
 Are  rais'd  to  feats  of  power  and  pride, 
 And  bear  the  fwoiri  in  vain. 
 
 4  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
 
 And  biaiphemy  grows  bold  \ 
 When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
 And  love  is  waxen  cold  ; 
 
 5  Is  not  thy  chariot  haflcning  on  ? 
 
 Hail:  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
 May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
 A  promife  fo  divl 
 
Psalm  13.  19 
 
 6  Thy  word  like  filver  feyen  times  try'd, 
 Through  ages  {hall  endure  $ 
 The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
 Shall  find  the  promife  fure. 
 
 Watti. 
 
 Pfalm  XIII.      Common  Metre.       [b] 
 
 Complaint  under    Teirpiaticn. 
 
 HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 
 My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
 
 When  wilt  thou  fend  thy  heavenly  rays 
 To  drive  my  fears  away  ? 
 
 How  long  fhall  my  diftrefTed  foul 
 
 Struggle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
 Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
 
 And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 
 
 Be  thou  my  fun,  and  thou  my  fhield, 
 
 My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
 Make  hafte,  before  my  eyes  are  feal'd 
 
 In  death's  eternal  ileep. 
 
 How  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 
 
 If  I  become  his  prey, 
 And  all  the  hofts  of  hell  grow  proud 
 
 At  thy  fo  long  delay  ! 
 
 But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 
 
 And  Satan  hide  his  head  ^ 
 He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
 
 And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 
 
 Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  grace 
 On  which  my  hopes  have  hung  •, 
 
 I  fhall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
 And  victory  fhall  be  furrg. 
 
 Watts. 
 
op  Psalm  14,  15. 
 
 F 
 
 Ipfalm  XIV.     Common  Metre.     D] 
 
 Univerful   Depravity. 
 
 T'OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
 "  That  all  religion's  vain  : 
 "  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
 "  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 
 
 2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 
 
 Corrupt  difcourie  proceeds  ; 
 And  by  their  impious  hands  are  done 
 Abominable  deeds. 
 
 3  The  Lord,  from  his  celeftial  throne, 
 
 Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
 To  find  the  men  that  fought  his  grace, 
 Or  did  his  juitice  know. 
 
 4  He  faw  that  all  were  gone  aftray, 
 
 Their  practice  all  the  fame  •, 
 That  none  did  fear  his  Maker's  hand, 
 That  none  did  love  his  name. 
 
 5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit, 
 
 Their  fhnders  never  ceafe, 
 How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet, 
 Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace  ! 
 
 6  Such  feeds  of  fin,  that  bitter  root, 
 
 In  every  heart  are  found  ; 
 Nor  will  they  b:ar  diviner  fruit 
 Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
 
 W.TTS. 
 
 Js)fflliH  XV.    Common  Metre,     L^or^J 
 
 Yhe    Citiz.cn   of  Zion. 
 
 LORD,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 
 To  thy  bleft  courts  rr. 
 And  whilft  he  bc*rs  before  one, 
 
 Shall  find  a;  ... 
 
Psalm  15.  21 
 
 2  Tis  he,  whcfe  truly  honed  heart 
 
 By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
 Whofe  generous  tongue  diiiiains  to  fpeaJk 
 The  thing  his  heart  difproves. 
 
 3  Who  never  will  a  Dander  forge, 
 
 His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound ; 
 Nor  hearken  to  a  faife  report, 
 By  malice  whifper'd  ix*tnd. 
 
 4  Vvrho  vice,  when  dreft:  in  pomp  and  power, 
 
 Can  treat  with  juft  neglect  \ 
 And  piety,  though  clothed  in  rags, 
 Religioufly  reined:. 
 
 Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  truft 
 
 Has  ever  rirmiy  ftood  ; 
 And  though  he  promife  to  his  lofs, 
 
 He  makes  his  promife  good. 
 
 Who  feeks  not  in  opprelTive  ways 
 
 His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
 Whom  no  reward  can  ever  bribe 
 
 The  guiltlefs  to  deftroy. 
 7  The  man,  who  by  this  fteady  courfc 
 
 Has  happinefs  infur'd, 
 When  earth's  foundations  make,  fhall  ftand, 
 
 By  Providence  iecur'd. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 ptaim  XV.      Long  Metre.       [#<**] 
 
 cIbe   Virtues   of  a    Cbtijlian. 
 
 WHO  (hall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place, 
 Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  I 
 The  man  who  loves  religion  now, 
 And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 
 Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean, 
 Whole  lips  itiil  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  j 
 
22  Psalm  16. 
 
 No  (landers  dwell  upon  his  tongue, 
 ]  Le  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 
 
 3  He  will  not  truit  an  ill  report, 
 Nor  ven£  it  to  hi:  neighbour's  hurt  i 
 Sinners  of  (late  he  can  defpife, 
 
 But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes. 
 
 4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 
 And  always  makes  his  promife  good  ; 
 Nor  will  he  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
 Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears. 
 
 5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
 
 And  mourns  that  juftice  inould  be  fold  ; 
 If  others  vex  and  grind  the  poor, 
 Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 
 
 6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
 For  thefe  who  curfe  him  to  his  face  ; 
 And  doth  to  all  men  (till  the  fame 
 That  he  could  hope  or  with  from  them. 
 
 7  Yet,  when  his  hclieft  works  are  done, 
 His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
 This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
 And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 J£>Ta!m  XVI.     Firft  Part.     L.  M.     [7] 
 
 Good   Worls  profitable   to  Men, 
 
 \ RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  ; 
 For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee; 
 But  have  no  merit  there  to  plead, 
 l\ly  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 
 2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefl 
 How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
 My  praife  can  never  mcike  thee  bleft. 
 Nor  add  new  glory  to  thy  name. 
 
Psalm  16. 
 
 3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
 Some  profit  by  the  good  I  do  \ 
 
 Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 
 Thefc  are  the  choice  it  friends  I  know. 
 
 4  Let  others  choofe  the  fons  of  mirth 
 To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine  \ 
 
 1  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth 
 "Whofe  works  and  language  are  divine. 
 
 PfaUn  XVI.     Second  Part.    C.  M.    [p] 
 
 The   -Z>'j^"gs    °f    Mature   ai.J   Grac;. 
 
 LET  heathens  to  their  idols  hade, 
 And  wcrfhip  wood  or  (tone  j 
 But  my  delightful  lot  is  can 
 Where  the  true  God  is  known. 
 
 2  In  this  enlighten'd,  pleafmt  land, 
 
 My  happy  portion  lies  ; 
 Where  nature's  ever  bounteous  hand 
 All  human  want  iupplies. 
 
 3  Therefore  my  foul  fhail  blefs  the  Lord, 
 
 Whofe  precepts  give  mc  light. 
 And  coniclation  ftili  afford 
 In  fcrrow:s  difinr.i  night. 
 
 4  I  ftrive  each  action  to  approve 
 
 To  thine  all-feeing  eye  ; 
 No  danger  fhail  my  hope  remove, 
 For  thou  art  ever  nigh. 
 
 5  Thou  (halt  the  paths  of  lite  difplay, 
 
 Which  to  thy  prefehce  ler.d  *, 
 
 Where  pleafures  dwell  without  - 
 
 A::  r  fade. 
 
 •ice 
 
24  Psalm  r6,  17. 
 
 Pfalm  XVI.    Third  Part.    C.  M.   C*U 
 
 7^   Z)<r*f£   an  J  Refur  region  of  Clrif 
 
 11  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
 JL   "  He  bears  my  courage  up  •, 
 
 11  My  heart  and  tongue  thefr  joys  cxprefs, 
 "  My  flem  (hall  reft  in  hope. 
 
 2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
 
 "  Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
 !!  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
 M  To  fee  corruption  there. 
 
 3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
 
 11  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  •, 
 M  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give, 
 u  Thy  pre  fence,  joys  unknown." 
 
 4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord 
 
 The  holy  David  fung  ; 
 And  Providence  fulfills  the  word 
 Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 
 
 5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores, 
 
 Was  crucified  and  ilain  ; 
 Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  refiores, 
 Behold  he  lives  again. 
 
 6  When  fliall  my  fset  arife  and  itand 
 
 On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
 There  fits  the  Son,  at  God's  right  hand, 
 And  there  the  Father  frailes. 
 
 Watt  5. 
 
 ipfallTl  XVII.     Common  Metre.      ft] 
 
 The    transforming    l'rifi  >n      f  Gj'. 
 
 MY  God,  the  vifus  of  thy  face 
 Aff)rd  fuperior  joy, 
 To  all  the  flattering  world  can  give, 
 Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 
 
Psalm  17.  25 
 
 2  But  clouds  and  darknefs  intervene, 
 
 My  brighteft  joys  decline  ; 
 And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  enfnare 
 This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 
 
 3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee  5 
 
 Unfatisfy'd  I  ftray  ; 
 Break  through  the  fhades  of  fenfe  and  fin, 
 With  thy  enlivening  ray. 
 
 4  O  let  thy  beams  refplendent  fhine, 
 
 And  every  cloud  remove  ; 
 Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  foul 
 For  happier  fcenes  above. 
 
 5  Lord,  raife  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 
 
 To  thofe  tranfporting  joys  ; 
 Then  (hall  I  fcorn  each  little  mare, 
 Which  this  vain  world  employs, 
 
 6  Then,  though  I  fink  in  death's  cold  fleep, 
 
 To  life  I  mail  awake  •, 
 And,  in  the  likenefs  of  my  God, 
 Of  heavenly  blifs  partake. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 Pfalm  XVII.      Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Tie  Rcfurrefiior.. 
 
 WHAT  fmncrs  value  I  refign  ; 
 Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  *% 
 I  (hall  behold  thy  blifsful  face, 
 And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs. 
 
 2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  mow  ; 
 But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
 Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
 When  mail  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ! 
 
 3  O  glorious  hour,  O  bleft  abode  ! 
 I  (hall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
 
 C 
 
i6  Psalm   18. 
 
 And  flefh  and  fenfe  no  more  control 
 The  facred  pleafurcs  of  the  foul. 
 
 4  My  flefh  fhali  {lumber  in  the  ground 
 Till  the  lad  trumpet's  joyful  found  j 
 Then  burit  the  chains  with  glad  furprife, 
 And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 Pfalm  XVIII.    Firft  Tart.    L.  M.   [b] 
 
 Confidence  in   di  \  inc   Protection. 
 
 NO  change  of  times  mail  ever  (hock 
 My  firm  affection,  Lord*  to  thee  ; 
 For  thou  halt  always  been  a  rock, 
 A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
 
 2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God, 
 My  truft  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
 Thou  art  my  fhield  from  foes  abroad, 
 At  home  my  fafeguard  and  my  tower. 
 
 3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  prayer^ 
 To  God  addrefs'd  my  humble  cry  j 
 Who  graciouily  inclin'd  his  ear, 
 
 And  heard  me  from  his  throne  on  high, 
 
 4  The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage, 
 From  heaven  my  righteous  cauie  upheld, 
 And  fav'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 
 
 Of  threatening  waves  that  proudly  fwell'd* 
 
 j  Thou  to  the  juft  (halt  juftice  ihow, 
 
 The  pure  thy  purity  (hall  fee  ; 
 
 Such  as  perverfeiy  choofe  to  go, 
 
 Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 
 6  Who  then  defer ves  to  be  ador'd 
 
 But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
 
 Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
 n  with  refiltlefs  power  defend  ? 
 
 Tate. 
 
Psalm   18.  27 
 
 Pfalm  XVIII.  Sec.  Part.  I.  M,  L*Q»^ 
 
 GgJ  executing    ^judgmznt    on   lis    hricmit:* 
 
 INCUMBENT  on  the  bending  flcy, 
 The  Lord  defcended  from  on  high  ; 
 And  bade  the  darknefs  of  the  pole 
 Beneath  his  feet  tremendous  roll. 
 
 2  Thick  woven  clouds  around  him  closM, 
 His  fecret  refidence  compos'd  ; 
 
 And  waters,  high  fufpended,  fpread 
 Their  dark  pavilion  o'er  his  head. 
 
 3  His  voice  th'  Almighty  Monarch  rear'd, 
 Through  heaven's  high  vault  in  thunder  heard  \ 
 And  down  in  fiercer  conflict  came 
 Tremendous  hail  and  mingled  flame. 
 
 4  With  aim  direct,  his  fhafts  were  fped, 
 In  vain  his  foes  before  them  fled  ; 
 Around  his  dreadful  lightnings  {tray, 
 And  fure  deftructicn  marks  their  way. 
 Earth's  bafis,  open  to  the  eye5 
 And  ocean's  fpi  ings,  were  feen  to  lie, 
 As  the  tempeftuous  fury  paft, 
 And  o'er  them  rag'd  the  dreadful  blaft. 
 
 Merrick, 
 
 JPfafm  XV1I1.    Third  Part.   L.M,  [t>] 
 
 Sincerity  prcveJ^cr  the  Eaaity  of  Providence* 
 
 LORD,  thou  haft  leen  my  foul  fincere, 
 Hail  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  j 
 Before  my  eyes  I  fct  thy  laws, 
 And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe, 
 Since  I  have  learnt  thy  holy  ways, 
 My  actions  have  proclaim'd  thy  praife  ; 
 Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
 Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart. 
 
*8  Psalm  18, 
 
 3  What  fore  temptations  broke  ray  reft  •, 
 What  wars  and  ftru^glings  in  my  bread  ; 
 But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
 I  hope  to  conquer  every  fin. 
 
 4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
 Deals  cut  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 
 The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  (hall  find 
 A  God  more  faithful  and  more  kind. 
 
 £  The  juft  and  pure  {hall  ever  fay 
 God  is  more  pure  and  juft  than  they  ; 
 And  men  that  love  revenge  fhall  know 
 God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too, 
 
 Watti 
 
 pfalm  XVIII.   Fourth  Part.  C.  M.  [*] 
 
 Thank/giving  for   Victory. 
 
 TO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
 The  triumph  of  the  day  ; 
 Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foef 
 And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 
 
 2  Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
 
 And  break  united  powers  ; 
 By  thee  their  lofty  walls  we  fcale, 
 Or  burn  their  proudeft  towers. 
 
 3  God  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 
 
 Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
 His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
 Strike  all  their  courage  dead. 
 
 4  He  forms  our  foldiers  for  the  field, 
 
 With  all  their  martial  fkill ; 
 Inftrucls  their  hand  the  fword  to  wiejd, 
 And  gives  them  hearts  of  (teel, 
 
Psalm   19,  29 
 
 The  Lord  our  Saviour  ever  lives, 
 
 His  name  be  ever  bled  ; 
 His  powerful  arm  the  victory  gives, 
 
 And  gives  his  people  reft. 
 
 Watt  5. 
 
 Pfalm  XIX.    Firfl  Part.    C.  M.  [>/] 
 
 Tie   Voice  of  Nature  proclaiming  God, 
 
 THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
 Which  that  alone  can  {ill  j 
 The  firmament  and  [tars  exprefs 
 Their  great  Creator's  (kill. 
 
 2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 
 
 Frefh  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
 And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night, 
 Divine  inftruclion  fprings. 
 
 3  Their  powerful  language  to  no  realm 
 
 Or  region  is  ccnfm'd  ; 
 'Tis  natures  voice,  and  underftood 
 Alike  by  all  mankind. 
 
 4  Their  doctrine  does  its  facred  fenfe 
 
 Through  earth's  extent  difplay, 
 Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  fun 
 Does  round  the  world  convey. 
 
 5  No  bridegroom,  on  his  nuptial  day, 
 
 Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face  ; 
 
 No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice 
 
 To  run  his  glorious  race. 
 
 6  From  eafh  to  weft,  from  weft  to  eaft, 
 
 His  reftlefs  ccurfe  he  goes  ; 
 And,  through  his  progrcfs,  cheerful  light 
 And  vital  warmth  bedews. 
 
 T.\T£. 
 
30  Psalm  19. 
 
 Pfalm  XIX.   Sec.  Part.    C.  M.    [*<*&] 
 
 The   Excellency   of  Scripture. 
 
 GOD's  perfect  law  converts  the  foul, 
 Reclaims  from  falfe  defires  ; 
 With  facred  wifdom  his  fure  word 
 The  ignorant  infpires. 
 
 2  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juft 
 
 And  bring  fincere  delight ; 
 His  pure  commands  in  fearch  of  truth 
 Affiit  the  feebldl  fight, 
 
 3  His  perfect  worfhip  here  is  fix'd, 
 
 On  fure  foundations  laid  ; 
 His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
 Of  truth  and  juflice  weigh'd. 
 
 4  Of  more  efteem  than  golden  mines, 
 
 Or  gold  refin'd  with  Ikill  ; 
 More  fweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
 Which  from  the  comb  diftil. 
 
 5  My  trufty  counfellors  they  are, 
 
 And  friendly  warning  give  ; 
 Divine  rewards  attend  on  thofe 
 Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 
 
 6  But  what  frail  man  obferves  how  oft 
 
 He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
 O  cieanfe  me  from  my  fecret  faults, 
 Thou  God,  who  know'ft  them  all. 
 
 Tatb. 
 
 Pfalm  XIX.       Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 future  and  Scripture  lempar:  L 
 
 r'|  ^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
 
 JL      In  every  ftar  thy  wifdom  mines  ; 
 Cut  when  cur  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
 Wc  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 
 
Psalm  19.  31 
 
 2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
 And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confcis  *, 
 But  the  bled  volume  thou  hail  writ 
 Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 
 
 3  Sun,  moon  and  (tars  convey  thy  praife 
 Through  the  whole  earth,  and  never  (land  ; 
 So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
 
 It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 
 
 4  Nor  (hall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft, 
 
 Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
 Till  Chrift  hath  all  the  nations  bleft 
 That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 
 
 5  Great  fun  of  righteoufnefs,  arife  ; 
 
 Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light, 
 
 Thy  gofpel  makes  the  iimple  wife, 
 
 Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
 
 6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
 In  fouls  renew'd  and  (ins  forgiven  ; 
 Lord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew, 
 And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven* 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PfCllm  XIX.     Six  Line  L.  M.     [*] 
 
 GREAT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order  a  frame 
 Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name  ; 
 Here  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  xhinc  \ 
 A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
 A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
 Of  boundlefs  power  and  (kill  divine. 
 2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
 The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 
 
 Lectures  of  heavenly  wiidom  read  ; 
 With  filent  eloquence,  they  raife 
 Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife; 
 And  neither  found  nor  language  need, 
 
32  Psalm  19. 
 
 3  Yet  their  ciivine  inftructions  run 
 Far  as  the  circuit  of  the  fun, 
 
 And  every  nation  knows  their  voice ; 
 Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
 He  pubiifhes  his  maker,  God, 
 
 Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 
 
 4  But  when  we  read  thy  written  word  ; 
 What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford  ! 
 
 Thefe  are  our  (tudy  and  delight : 
 Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
 Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pafl, 
 -     Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 
 
 5  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law, 
 The  perfect  rules  of  life  we  draw  ; 
 
 But  'tis  thy  bleffed  gofpel,  Lord, 
 Which  makes  our  guilty  confeience  clean, 
 Converts  our  foul,  fubdues  our  fin, 
 
 And  gives  a  free  but  large  reward. 
 
 6  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ! 
 Forgive,  O  Lord,  our  fecret  faults, 
 
 And  from  prefumptuous  fins  reftrain  : 
 Accept  the  tribute  of  our  pr<nfe, 
 That  we  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
 
 And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 
 
 '  Ti 
 
 Pfaim  XIX.      Short  Metre.        [#.] 
 
 Fcr   the  Lord's    Day    Morrrn*. 
 
 I  EHOLD,  the  morning  fun 
 3   Begins  his  glorious  way, 
 His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run? 
 A»ut  life  and  light  convoy. 
 
 2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes, 
 It  fpreads  diviner  light  \ 
 
Psalm  20.                 33 
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 It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs, 
 And  gives  the  blind  their  fighc. 
 
 3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
 And  all  thy  judgments  juft  \ 
 
 Forever  lure  thy  promife,  Lord, 
 And  we  fecurely  truft. 
 
 4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
 Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
 
 O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
 But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 
 
 5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
 
 0  help  me  to  obey  ; 
 
 Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
 To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 
 
 6  Whilil  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
 
 1  fpread  thy  praife  abroad  ; 
 Accept  the  worfhip  and  the  fon<r, 
 
 My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JPfalm  XX.      Long  Metre.        £t>J 
 
 F'jT   a   Day    of  Prayer    in    IV ar. 
 
 NOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
 Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  y 
 Jehovah  hears  when  lfrael  prays, 
 And  fends  deliverance  from  on  high. 
 
 2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
 Better  than  fnields  or  brazen  walls  ; 
 He  from  his  fancluary  fends 
 Succour  and  (Irength  when  Zion  calls. 
 
 3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
 His  love  exceeds  cur  beft  deferts  ; 
 His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 
 
 Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 
 
34  Psalm  21, 
 
 4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hope, 
 
 AikI  in  the  name  of  God,  the  Lord, 
 Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
 Our  (hips  fhall  fpread  their  flags  abroad 
 
 5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
 And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafl  \ 
 Our  fureft  expectations  are 
 
 From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hods. 
 
 6  Save  us,  O  Lord,  from  guilty  fear, 
 And  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong ; 
 Till  thy  falvation  (hall  appear, 
 
 And  joy  and  triumph  raiie  the  fong 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpfalm  XXI-       Long  Metre,       m 
 
 Tbc  Exaltation   of  Ch-'iji. 
 
 DAVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
 Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace  *, 
 But  Chriit  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
 Fulfils  the  triumph  and  :he  praife. 
 
 2  How  great  is  the  Mefliah's  joy 
 In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ! 
 
 Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
 And  eiven  the  world  to  his  command. 
 
 3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
 Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  withhold; 
 Bleffings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
 
 And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold, 
 
 4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
 Around  his  facred  temples  fhine  •, 
 Bicft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
 And  length  of  everlafting  days. 
 
 Watts. 
 
Psalm  22.  3$ 
 
 pralm  XXII.    Firfl  Part.     C  m.    m 
 
 Toe    S'tjferinrs    and   G.'ory    of  Cbrifl. 
 
 «  TWTOW,  in  the  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
 1\     "  My  God,  fupport  thy  SON, 
 
 ,c  When  horrors  dark  my  foul  opprefs, 
 c<  O  leave  me  not  alone  !" 
 
 2  Thus  did  our  faffering  Saviour  pray, 
 
 With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
 God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
 And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
 
 3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 
 
 His  throne  exalted  (lands  ; 
 And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
 Shall  bow  to  his  commands. 
 
 4  A  numerous  offspring  (hall  reward 
 
 The  Saviour's  dying  groans  ; 
 "  I  call  them,"  faith  the  glorious  Lord, 
 "  My  daughters  and  my  fons." 
 
 5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  (hall  fee 
 
 His  table  richly  fpread  ; 
 And  ail  that  feck  the  Lord  (hall  be 
 With  joys  immortal  fed. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 J2>faim  XXII.   Second  Part.    L.M.   [tj 
 
 ClrijTs  Destb  and  RcfutteBhm* 
 
 NOW  let  our  mournful  fangs  record 
 The  dying  for  rows  of  our  Lord, 
 When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
 Like  one  foriaken  of  his  God. 
 2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 
 
 And  (hook  their  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  fcorn  5 
 "  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave, 
 M  Now  let  him  try  himfeif  to  lave, 
 
36  Psalm  22. 
 
 3  M  Behold  the  mam  who  did  pretend 
 
 "  God  wis  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
 
 "  If  God  the  bleiicd  lov'd  him  fo, 
 
 u  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 
 
 4  O  harden'd  people  !   cruel  priefts  ! 
 
 How  they  (food  round  like  favage  beafts  F 
 
 Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 
 
 When  God  had  put  him  in  their  power  ! 
 
 5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
 Till  ftreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  j 
 By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 
 
 And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 
 
 6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry  \ 
 Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  y 
 The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, 
 And  humble  finners  talle  his  grace. 
 
 Waits. 
 
 Pfaim  XX1L  Third  Part.  CM.  [#orb] 
 
 Obedience  to    God  due  J  rem   all  Men* 
 
 ET  all  the  various  tribes  of  men 
 To  God  their  homage  pay  •, 
 j:L:\'i  diitant  nations  of  the  earth. 
 One  fovereign  Lord  obey. 
 
 2  'lis- his  prerogative  fupreme 
 
 O'er  fubjecl  kings  to  reign 
 rf  is  juft  that  he  Ihould  rule  the  world, 
 Who  does  the  world  fuftain. 
 
 3  The  rich,  whom  he  with  plenty  feeds, 
 
 His  goodnefs  ihall  conftfs  *, 
 The  fons  of  want,  whom  he  relieves* 
 I  heir  bounteous  patron  blefs. 
 
 4  With  humble  confidence  to  God 
 
 Let  all  for  aid  repair  ; 
 
Psalm  23.  37 
 
 For  he  who  firft  their  beings  gave, 
 
 Wfll  make  them  (tilt  his  care. 
 ^  Bled  time  !   when  all  of  human  birth 
 
 Devoted  to  his  name, 
 Shall  to  their  heirs,  his  facred  truth 
 
 And  glorious  acts  proclaim. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 '   Jpfalm  XXIII.     Common  Metre,     [*fj 
 
 Goat  tender  Care  of Lis  People, 
 
 THE  Lord  himfelf,  die  mighty  Lord, 
 Is  pleas'd  to  be  my  guide  ; 
 The  Shepherd  by  whole  conftant  care 
 
 My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 
 In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 
 
 And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
 Then  leads  me  to  cool  (hades*  and  where 
 Refrefhing  water  flows. 
 
 \  He  does  my  wandering  feet  reclaim, 
 
 And,  to  his  endiefs  praife, 
 Inflrucl  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
 
 In  his  moil  righteous  ways. 
 I'll  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
 
 From  fear  and  dagger  free ; 
 For  there  his  aiding  red  and  ilaff 
 
 Defend  and  comfort  me. 
 With  liberal  and  unceaung  care, 
 
 He  does  my  table  fpread  5 
 He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 
 
 With  oil  anoints  my  head. 
 Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  leve 
 
 Through  all  my  life  extend, 
 That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
 
 And  in  his  temple  fpend. 
 
 Tatx* 
 D 
 
38  Psalm  23. 
 
 Jpfaftfl  XXIII.     Shott  Metre.      V- 
 
 Gotfi  ten  in   Care  of  hi 
 
 THE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 
 i  i)  'ell  fuppiy'd  \ 
 
 \ic  is  mine,  end  1  am  ms, 
 \\  li.tt  can  i  want  befid 
 
 2  He  leads  me  to  the  p. 
 Where  h  aveniy  paltur J  grows. 
 
 Where  living  waters  gently  j 
 And  full  farVatron  Hows. 
 
 3  If  e\:r  I  go  aihav, 
 
 He  dbtn  my  foai  reclaim  -T 
 Ana  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way> 
 For  his  moir  holy  nam*3. 
 
 4  VfhM  be  arBrds  his  aid, 
 I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
 
 1 W  I  ihould  walk  through  death's  dark  I 
 My  God  is  with  me  there. 
 
 5  In  fight  of  all  my  foes 
 He  does  my  table  fpread  *, 
 
 My  cup  with  blellings  overrlows, 
 And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
 
 6  The  bounties  of  bis  love 
 Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 
 
 Is) or  from  his  hoiife  will  1  remove,. 
 Nor  ceale  to  (peak  his  praife. 
 
 IvfalUt  XXIil.  Six  Line  Long  Metre.  1% 
 
 G*d  our    Sbepbctu. 
 
 ^I^HE  Lord  my  p-»fture  fliall  prepare, 
 ^t      And  feed  me  with  a  ihcphcrd's  care  y 
 Kis  prtier.ee  ihall  my  wants  fupply, 
 And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  : 
 
LM     2  1. 
 
 My  i 
 
 And  all  i  ight  hours  defend. 
 
 2  When  in  ::. .  n  t, 
 Or  on  I                f  mountain  pant  5 
 To  fertil               and  dewy  meads, 
 My  weary,  wandering  ftspa  he  lead 
 \.  b  Te  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  flow, 
 Amid  the  v:-.                      ps  flow. 
 
 3  Though  in  a  bar. 
 
 Thi  :iy  wiid^  I  (tray, 
 
 His  bounty  fhall  my  pains  beguile, 
 The  barren  wildernets  Cull  (Wile, 
 
 With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
 And  iireams  (hall  murmv.r  all  .. 
 
 4  Though  in  th'j  paths  of  death  I  tr^ad, 
 With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread, 
 My  ftedfait  heart  mall  fear  no  ill, 
 For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  v/i:h  me  ftffl  ; 
 Thy  friendly  (tan  (hall  give  me   li 
 
 .  guide  me  through  de. 
 
 A  I-    . 
 
 JPfaim  XXIV.     Common  Metre.     p&J 
 
 T£<?  Afc*  ivhcm  God  appi 
 
 THIS  fp^ciou^  e?vth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
 The  Lord's  her  fulnefe  is  j 
 
 The  world,  and  they  who  dwell  therein, 
 By  fovereign  right  are  his. 
 
 He  Bx'd  the  land,  and  fpread  the  feas, 
 
 With  ali  which  they  contain  ; 
 Then  man  in  his  own  image  form'd, 
 
 O'er  all  thefe  works  to  reign. 
 
 But  for  himfelf,  this  Lord  of  all 
 One  chofen  feat  defiqni'd  ; 
 
4°  Psalm  24. 
 
 O  who  (hall  to  that  facred  hil] 
 Defir'd  admittance  find  ? 
 
 4  The  man  whofe  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 
 
 Whofe  thoughts  from  pride  are  free  j 
 Who  holfeft  poverty  prefers 
 To  gainful  perjury. 
 
 5  This  is  the  man  on  whom  the  Lord 
 
 Shall  fhowcr  his  bleflings  down  ; 
 Whom  God  his  Saviour  fhall  be  picas  u 
 With  righteoufnefs  to  crown. 
 
 6  Such  is  the  character  of  thofe 
 
 Who  feek  the  face  of  God  ; 
 Whofe  happy  feet  fhall  ftand  within 
 The  place  of  his  abode. 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 g)fal!H  XXIV.     Long  Metre.       {% 
 
 H<a<v?n  the  R  fide  nee  of  Saint sy  and  the  Afetfion  of  CLrrf. 
 
 THIS  fpacious  earth  is  nil  the  Lord's, 
 And  men  and  worms  and  beads  and  birds 
 He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feds, 
 And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 
 
 2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
 Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  fky  ; 
 Who  fhall  afcend  that  bleft  abode, 
 And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker,  God  ?■ 
 
 3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 
 
 Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  arc  clean 
 Him  fhajl  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  blefs, 
 And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 
 
 4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race 
 Who  feelc  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
 Thefe  ihall-  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight,  ' 
 And  dwell  in  evcrlafting  light. 
 
Psalm   25.  41 
 
 5  Rt  joice,  ye  fliining  worlds  on  high, 
 Br hold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ! 
 Who  can  this  King  of  glory  bs  ? 
 The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 
 
 6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
 To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  j 
 Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
 The  Concjueror  comes,  with  God  to  dwell. 
 
 7  R^is'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
 He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
 
 To  give  his  faints  a  bleit  abode 
 With  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 prafm  XXV.     Short  Metre.      ~jj] 
 
 Sirjkrirg  divine  F or givenefs  and  Birefthn, 
 
 TO  God  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
 My  truft  is  in  his  name  ; 
 i\nd  they  whofe  hope  on  him  relies, 
 Shall  never  fuffer  ihame. 
 
 2  From  the  fir  ft  dawning  light 
 
 Till  the  dark  evening's  (hade, 
 For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
 And  aik  ihy  heavenly  aid. 
 
 3  Remember  a:l  thy  grace, 
 
 And  lead  me  in  thy  truth ; 
 Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  age, 
 And  follies  of  my  youth. 
 
 4  Thro'  all  the  ways  of  God, 
 
 Doth  truth  and  mercy  mine, 
 To  thofe  who  with  religious  hearts 
 To  his  bieft  will  incline. 
 
 5  He  thofe  in  fafety  guides 
 
 Wrho  his  direction  feck, 
 D2 
 
4?  Psalm   26, 
 
 And  in  his  facred  paths  v.  ill  lead 
 The  humble  and  the  meek. 
 
 6  For  thy  own  goodnefs'  fake, 
 
 Save  thou  my  foul  from  fhame  •, 
 And  pardon  all  my  fins,  tho'  great, 
 Thro*  my  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varied. 
 
 JPfalmXXVL     Long  Metre.       [g 
 
 Self  Examination. 
 
 JUDGE  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  wry>t 
 And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart*, 
 My  faith  upon  thy  promife  fta  . 
 Nor  from  thy  word  my  feet  depart. 
 
 2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
 With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
 The  (coffer  and  the  hypocrite 
 In  my  efteem  (hall  never  rile. 
 
 3  In  innocence  I'll  w.afb  my  hands, 
 From  pride  and  guilt  and  at  \ 
 Then  at  thy  facred  altar  ftand, 
 
 And  hope  to  find  ace-  .  here. 
 
 4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 
 
 The  temple  where  thy  honours  dwell  ■ 
 There  (hall  I  hear  thy  fcojy  w 
 And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 
 
 5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  lad 
 With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  ; 
 oince  I  my  days  on  earth  have  paft 
 Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 
 
 \Vati  s,  v 
 
Psalm  27.  43 
 
 JPfalm  XXVII.    Common  Metre.   [#orb3 
 
 The  Church  is  our  Safety  and  Delight. 
 
 THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
 And  my  faivation  too  ; 
 God  is  my  ftrength,  nor  will  I  fear 
 What  mortal  ileih  can  do. 
 
 2  One  privilege  my  heart  defires, 
 
 O  grant  me  an  abode 
 Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints, 
 The  temples  of  my  God. 
 
 3  There  (hall  I  offer  my  requefts, 
 
 And  fee«thy  glory  ftill ; 
 Shall  hear  thy  meflages  of  love, 
 And  learn  thy  holy  will. 
 
 4  When  troubles  rife  and  ftcrms  appear. 
 
 There  may  his  children  hide  : 
 God  has  a  (hong  pavilion,  where 
 He  makes  my  foul  abide. 
 
 5  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  fuppiy. 
 
 6  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints. 
 
 And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
 He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
 And  elevate  your  hope. 
 
 Watt% 
 
 Jpfalnt  XXV1L     Long  Metre.       LM 
 
 the  Sijfrty  cftrvjrirg  in  GjJ. 
 
 THE  Lord,  my  baviour,  is  myjight, 
 What  terrors  can  my  foul  aitright  ? 
 Whilft  God,  my  ftrength,  my  life,  is  near, 
 What  mortal  fhull  alarm  my  fear  ? 
 
44  Psalm  28. 
 
 2  When  numerous  holts  befiege  me  round, 
 My  courage  {hall  maintain  its  ground  ; 
 Tho'  war  mould  rife  in  dread  array, 
 God  is  my  itrength,  my  hope,  my  flay. 
 
 3  This  only  blifs  my  heavt  de  fires, 
 To  this  my  ardent  wifh  afpires, 
 
 In  God's  own  houfe  to  fpcnd  my  days, 
 To  hear  his  word,  and  fpeak  his  praiie  j 
 
 4  When  troubles  rife,  my  guardian  God 
 Will  hide  me  fate  in  his  abode ; 
 Firm  as  a  rock  my  hope  (hall  ftand, 
 Suftain'd  by  his  almighty  hand. 
 
 5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
 Should  love  forfake  a  parent's  heart ; 
 The  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
 Will  be  my  father  and  my  friend. 
 
 6  Ye  humble  fouls,  in  every  ftrait 
 
 On  God  with  faith  and  patience  wait; 
 His  hand  fhall  life  and  ftrength  afford  •, 
 Wait,  therefore,  ever  on  the  Lord. 
 
 Mrs,  c.  j  k;  i  f.. 
 
 jpfalr.t  XXVIII.     Common  Metre,     fo] 
 
 The  bumble  Suppliant  trujiiag  in  God. 
 
 OLORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  civ, 
 In  iighs  confume  my  breath  ; 
 Hear  me,  O  Lord,  or  I  fhali  be 
 Like  thofe  who  fleep  in  death, 
 
 2  Regard  my  fupplication,  Lord, 
 
 The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
 With  weeping  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
 Before  thy  mercy  feat. 
 
 3  If  wicked  men  thy  works  defpiff, 
 
 Nor  will  thy  grace  adore, 
 
Psalm  29.  45 
 
 Thy  juftice  {hall  avenge  the  caufe, 
 And  build  them  up  no  more. 
 
 4  But  I,  with  gratitude  infpir'd, 
 
 Thy  praiies  will  refound  ; 
 From  whom,  the  cries  of  my  diflrefs 
 A  gracious  anfwet  found. 
 
 5  As  thou  halt  fill'd  my  heart  With  joy? 
 
 Tis  jiifl   that  I  (hculd  raife 
 The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 
 
 And  celebrate  thy  praife. 
 £  Preferve  thy  people,  Lord,  and  deign 
 
 Thy  heritage  to  bit: is  *, 
 Crown  them  with  plenty  and  with  peace, 
 
 With  honour  and  luccefs. 
 
 Tate,  varied* 
 
 JPfalm  XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 T6e    Majfy   of  God  in    Thunder. 
 
 GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
 Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  \ 
 Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
 And  his  eternal  might  adore. 
 
 2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
 O'er  the  vaft  ocean  and  the  land  ; 
 His  voice  dilTolves  the  watery  cloud, 
 And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 
 
 3  When  he  from  heaven  in  thunder  fpeaks^ 
 With  majelty  and  terror  crown'd  ; 
 
 His  voice  the  (lately  cedar  breaks, 
 And  throws  its  fcatter'd  limbs  around. 
 
 4  His  voice  divides  the  flames  of  fire, 
 And  forked  ftreaks  of  lightning  fends  \ 
 The  mountain  trembles  at  his  ire, 
 The  lofty  foreft  lowly  bends. 
 
4-6  Psalm   30. 
 
 5   His  lightning  rends  the   firmeit  roc 
 And  pierces  deep  the  iolid  [ 
 The  hind  ;ed  feci  th 
 
 And  fliuddcf  at  the  awful  found. 
 
 [Tie  Lord  fits  fcvereign  on  the  floor1, 
 fI  he  Thunder  forever  ting  ; 
 
 -  church  h 
 Where  we  his  praife  fecurely  Gi 
 7  In  gentler  language]  here  the  Lord 
 The  counfels  oi  liis  ^race  in 
 Amidft  the  raging  itorm,  his  word 
 Speaks  peace  and  comfort  to  our  hearts. 
 
 Wait ^  and  Tate,  uci:ed  and  varied. 
 
 Ipfaltll  XXX.     Common  Metre,     [*] 
 
 Pr.iy.t  heard. 
 
 BENEATH  my  God's  protecting  am 
 How  did  ray  foul  rejoice  ! 
 And  fondly  hop'd  no  future  harm 
 Would  interrupt  my  joys. 
 
 2  Lord,  'twas  thy  favour  fix'd  my  reft ; 
 
 Thy  mining  face  withdrew, 
 Then  troubles  fill  cl  my  anxious  ore. 
 And  pain'd  my  foul  anew, 
 
 3  Again  to  thee,  O  gracious  God, 
 
 I  rais'd  my  mournful  eyes ; 
 Tp  thee  1  fpread  my  •  .id, 
 
 With  fupplicatmg  cries. 
 
 4  What  glory  can  my  death  a  fiord, 
 
 In  the  dark  grave  c 
 Shall  fcnfelefs  dull  adore  the  Lord, 
 Or  call  thy  truth  : 
 
 5  Hear,  O  my  God,  in  mercy  hear. 
 
 Attend  my  plaintive  cry  •, 
 
Psalm   36.  47 
 
 J3c  thou  my  gracious  helper,  near, 
 And  bid  my  forrows  fly. 
 
 6  Again  I  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
 
 New  joy^  exulting  bound  ; 
 My  robes  of  mourning.  I  refign, 
 And  gladhefs  girds  me  round. 
 
 7  Then  let  my  atrooft  glory  be 
 
 i  o  raife  thy  honours  high  y 
 No?  let  my  gratitude  to  thee 
 In  guilty  nience  die. 
 
 8  To  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raife 
 
 My  thankful  heart  and  tongue; 
 G  W  iky  goodnefs  and  thy  praiie 
 My  overkilling  long* 
 
 Mrs.  Steelb-. 
 
 je>£alril  XXX.     Long  Metre.       rjfj 
 
 1  y  from    Sickncfs, 
 
 "^  r*IIlM  was  my  health,  my  day  w:;s  bright, 
 JL      And  1  prefiuxTd  'twould  ne'er  be  night  *9 
 Fondly  I  (aid  within  my  heart, 
 u  PleafUre  and  peace  (hall  ne'er  depart." 
 
 2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftroug, 
 Which  made  my  mountain  (land  fo  long  r 
 Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 
 
 My  health  was  gone,  my  comfort  dy'd. 
 
 3  Cerre-^ed  by  a  Father's  red, 
 
 I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God*, 
 
 M  If  laid  in  dull,  can  I  declare 
 
 "  Thy  truth,  or  fi.-g  thy  goodnefs  there  ? 
 
 4  «  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  faid, 
 
 <c  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  \" 
 Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
 Thy  pardoning  love  reraov'd  my  guilt. 
 
48  PSAI.M    31. 
 
 5  My  fad  complaints  in  praifesend, 
 And  tears  of  gratitude  dtfcend  *, 
 
 1  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
 And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 
 
 6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
 Thy  power  and  goodnefs  (hall  proclaim  ; 
 Thy  praife  fhall  found  thro'  earth  and  heav'n; 
 For  ficknefs  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiv'n. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 jpfalm  XXXI.     Common  Metre,     [g] 
 
 Relief  from   Dijlrtfs. 
 
 COME,  O  ye  faints,  your  voices  raife 
 To  God  in  grateful  fongs  ; 
 And  let  the  memory  of  his  grace 
 Infpire  your  hearts  and  tongues. 
 
 2  His  frown  what  mortal  can  fuftaili 
 
 But  foon  his  anger  dies  ; 
 His  life-reilioring  fmile  again 
 Returns,  and  forrow  flies. 
 
 3  Her  deepeft  gloom,  when  forrow  fpreads. 
 
 And  light  arid  hope  depart, 
 
 His  face  celeitial  morning  iheds, 
 
 And  joy  revives  the  heart. 
 
 4  To  thee,  my  God,  opprefs'd  with  grief, 
 
 I  breath'd  my  humble  cry  j 
 Thy  mercy  brought  divine  relief, 
 And  wip'd  my  weeping  eye. 
 
 5  Thy  mercy  chas'd  the  {hades  of  death, 
 
 And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
 O  may  thy  praife  employ  that  breath 
 Which  mercy  deigns  to  fave. 
 
 Mrs.  Ste£L*. 
 
Psalm  jr.  %g 
 
 JPfalmXXXI.    Long  Metre.     [ivtft 
 
 i  ice   in    Go  J. 
 
 LORD,  In  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 
 I  place  my  hope,  my  only  truft  ; 
 Save  me  from  fo'rWw,  guile  and  (name, 
 Thou  ever  gracious,  ever  juiK 
 
 2  Thou  art  my  Rock,  thy  name  ai 
 The  fcrtiefs  where  rri .  it  ; 
 O  make  fliy  ppw                   icy  known, 
 To  fdfety  gui<                              feet. 
 
 3  To  thy  kind  hand,  all  gracious  Lord, 
 My  foul  I  cheerfu. 
 
 My  faviour  God,  1  truit  thy  word, 
 For  truth,  immortal  truth,  is  thine. 
 
 4  I  hate  their  works,  I  hate  their  way 
 Who  follow  vanity  and  lies  ; 
 
 Eut  to  the  Lord  nzy  hopes  1  faife, 
 And  truit  his  power  who  built  t 
 
 5  What  perfecr  blifs,  O  bounteous  Lord, 
 Immenfely  great,  divinely  free, 
 
 Haft  thou  rclervM  for  their  reward, 
 Who  fear  thy  name,  and  truit  in  thee  £ 
 
 6  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  forever  bfeft, 
 Whofe  mercy  bids  my  fear  remove  ; 
 The  facred  walls  which  guard  my  reil 
 Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 
 
 *  Ye  humble  fouls,  who  feek  his  face, 
 Let  facred  courage  flli  your  heart  ! 
 Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  truit  his  grace, 
 And  he  will  heavenly  ltiength  impart. 
 
 Mrs.  Si££££, 
 
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50  Psalm  32. 
 
 Pfalm  XXXII.     Long  Metre,      ft] 
 
 The  Marks  9/ true  Ref>entanc?. 
 
 HE's  blefl  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gaind, 
 No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  •, 
 Whofe  guilt  remiflkm  has  obtain'd, 
 And  whofe  repentance  is  fincere. 
 
 2  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. 
 
 3  Whilft  I  kept  filence  and  conceaPd 
 My  load  of  guilt  within  my  heart, 
 What  torment  did  my  confcience  feel  • 
 What  agony  of  inward  fmart. 
 
 4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 
 By  day  and  night  alike  diftrcfs'd  #, 
 Till  quite  of  vital  moifture  drain'd, 
 
 Like  land  with  fummer  drought  oppref/d, 
 
 5  No  fuoncr  I  my  wound  difelosrd, 
 The  guilt  that  tonur'd  me  within, 
 Buc  thy  forgivenefs  inrerpos'd, 
 
 And  mercy's  healing  balm  pour'd  in, 
 
 6  For  this  diiplay  of  fovereign  grace, 
 In  my  diftrefs  fo  freely  giv'n, 
 
 Each  humble  foul  will  feek  thy  face, 
 And  find  his  way  to  peace  and  heav'n. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varica. 
 
 ivHaim  XX  X II.     Short  Metre.      [5 
 
 Cunftjjion    and  Pardon, 
 
 O  BLESSED  fouls  are  they, 
 Whofe  6ns  are  cover'd  o'er, 
 Divinely  blefl:,   to  whom  the  Lord, 
 Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 
 
, Psalm  33- 5\ 
 
 2  They  mourn  their  follies  pait, 
 And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
 
 Their  lips  2nd  lives,  without  deceit, 
 Shall  prove  their  faith  fincere, 
 
 3  When  I  conceaPd  my  guilt, 
 I  felt  the  fettering  wound  j 
 
 But  I  confefs'd  my  fin  to  thee, 
 And  ready  pardon  found. 
 
 4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 
 
 Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
 Our  help,  in  time  of  deep  diftrefs, 
 Is  found  in  God  alone. 
 
 Watt  1. 
 
 Pfslm  XXXIII.     Common  Metre.     [%\ 
 
 The  IVoils  of  Creation  and  Providence. 
 
 REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
 This  work  belongs  to  you  \ 
 Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
 How  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 
 Z  His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
 His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
 Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 
 
 3  His  wifdom  and  almighty  word 
 
 The  heavenly  orbits  fpread  ; 
 And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
 Their  mining  hods  were  made, 
 
 4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
 
 To  their  appointed  deep  •, 
 The  flowing  feas  their  limits  know, 
 And  then:  own  ftatiun  keep. 
 
 5  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 
 
 With  fear  before  hyu  itana  : 
 
52 ^LM  &f 
 
 He  fpoke,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
 
 And  refts  on  pis  command. 
 6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 
 
 And  breaks  their  v .-in  defigns  ; 
 His  counfel  Hands  thro'  every  age, 
 
 And  in  full  glory  (nines. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JPfalm  XXXUI.     Six  Line  L.  M.     [*] 
 
 Creaiw.es  vain,  and  God  aU-JuJpciemt. 
 
 HAPPY  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
 Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 
 And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne ; 
 His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
 He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 
 But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 
 
 2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 
 
 And  of  his  ftrengtb,  the  warrior  boaft, 
 
 In  vain  they  boaft',  in  vain  rely  ; 
 In  vain  they  trull  the  brutal  force, 
 Or  fpeed,  or  courage  of  the  horie, 
 To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 
 
 3  The  eye  of  thy  companion,  Lord, 
 '    Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 
 
 When  death  and  danger  threading  (land  ; 
 Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  juft, 
 Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trull, 
 
 When  wars  or  famine  wade  the  land. 
 
 4  In  ficknefs,  or  the  bloody  field, 
 
 i;  Thou,  our  Phyfician,  thou,  our  Shield, 
 Send  us  falvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
 We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodncis  fhine, 
 Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 
 for  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 
 
 Watts. 
 
Psalm  34. 
 
 Pfalm XXXIV.  FirftPart.  CM.    [*q 
 
 Encouragement  t't  trujt  and  Uroe  God, 
 
 THRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 
 In  trouble  and  in  joy  •, 
 The  praifes  of  my  God  (hall  ftill 
 My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
 
 2  Of  his  deliverance  1  will  boaft, 
 
 Till  all  who  are  diltreiVd 
 From  my  example  comfort  take, 
 And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft, 
 
 3  The  hofls  of  God  encnmp  around 
 
 The  dwellings  of  the  juit  : 
 Protection  he  affords  to  all 
 
 Who  make  his  name  their  truft. 
 
 4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
 
 Experience  will  decide  ; 
 How  bleit  are  they,  and  only  they 
 Who  in  his  truth  confide. 
 
 5  Fe^r  him,  ye  faints,  and   you  will  then 
 
 Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  •, 
 Make  you  his  feryice  your  delight, 
 Your  wants  (hall  be  his  care. 
 
 6  Whilft  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 
 
 The  Lend  will  food  provide 
 For  fuch  as  put  their  trull  in  him, 
 And  ice  their  wants  iupply'd. 
 
 Ta  tf  . 
 
 $9fa!m  XXXIV.  Second  Part.  CM.  [b] 
 
 The  IV ay  of  HJinefs  and  its  Reward. 
 
 APPROACH,  ye  pioully  difpfos'd, 
 And  my  inftru&ion  hear  ; 
 I'll  teach  you  the  true  dffcipline 
 
 Of  God's  religious  fear. 
 
54 Psalm  sj: _ 
 
 2  Let  him  who  length  of  life  defires, 
 
 And  pro fper oils  day§  would  fee  ; 
 From  iland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue, 
 His  lips  from  faifehood  free. 
 
 3  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 
 
 And  virtue's  ways  purfue  ; 
 
 Eftablifh  peace  where  'tis  begun, 
 
 And  where  'ris  loll,  renew. 
 
 4  The  Lord  from  heaven  beholds  the  juft. 
 
 With  favourable  eyes  ; 
 And  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
 Is  open  to  their  cries. 
 
 5  Deliv'rance  to  his  faints  he  gives, 
 
 When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
 He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, 
 The  contrite  (pint  fave. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 $>f aim  XXXV.  ver.  1 2, 13, 14.  CM.  [&] 
 
 Love  to   Enemies. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love, 
 Which  holy  David  (hows  ! 
 Hark,  how  his  tender  pity  moves 
 To  his  affii&ed  foes  ! 
 
 2  When  they  are  fick,  his  foul  complains, 
 And  items  to  feel  the  (mart; 
 The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
 And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
 
 2  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 
 As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
 And,  falling,  mortify'd  his  foul, 
 Whilft  for  their  life  he  pray' J  ! 
 
Psalm  $6.  jj 
 
 4  They  groan,  and  cuffe  him  pa  their  bed, 
 
 Yet  ftiJl  i  and  mourn-  •, 
 
 And  double  bieflings  on  his  head 
 The  righteous  God  returns. 
 
 5  O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  ! 
 
 Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears  ; 
 Wbilft  fmners  curie,  the  Saviour  prayjL 
 And  pities  them  with  tears. 
 
 6  He*  the  true  David,  Ifrael's  King-, 
 
 l>!eiVd  and  beiov'd  of  God, 
 To  fave  cur  fouls  from  death  and  {In, 
 bhed  his  own  precious  blood. 
 
 Iptalm  XXXVI.  FiritVerfi.  L.M,£Q 
 
 *Tbe  Perfi  ice  of  CM. 
 
 THY  mercy.  Lord,  my  only  hope, 
 as  \ 
 Thy  fa'cred  tr  ir*d  fcope 
 
 Above  the  fpf eading  flcies  extenls. 
 
 2  Thyjufticje  remains, 
 
 re  : 
 Thy  providence  tl 
 
 >le  creation  is  thy  care. 
 
 3  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 
 W  i t  h  w  I  !  i ould  the  j  u  1 
 
 refuge  make, 
 Ant  protection  truit. 
 
 4  Such  gi  ourts  be  led, 
 
 "s  rep  a  ft  \ 
 And  drink,  as  fr<  amain  head, 
 
 Of  joys  that  ih a II  forever  Iai 
 
 5  Then  \tt  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain, 
 To  uprigl  thy  truth  difplay  ^ 
 
Psalm  $6. 
 
 With  thee,  the  fprings  of  life  remain, 
 Thy  prcfence  is  eternal  day. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 pralm  xxxvi.  Sec.  Vbo.  l,  m.  c* 
 
 Tie   Di'virm  Bting  and  Pcrft&ions, 
 
 HIGH  in  the  heave::s,  eternal  God, 
 Thy  g^odnefb  in  full  giory  mines  ; 
 rI'hy  trii'hih  11  break  thro'  every  cloud 
 Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  deligns. 
 
 2  Forever  firm  thy  jufticc  (lands, 
 
 As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  •, 
 Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
 Thy  judgments  arc  a  mighty  deep. 
 
 3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
 Both  men  and  beads  ihy  bounty  ihare  \ 
 The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
 But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 
 
 4  O  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
 Whence  ali  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings  \ 
 The  fons  of  Adam,  in  diftrefs, 
 
 Fly  to  the  fliadow  of  thy  wings. 
 
 5  From  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 
 We  ilia  11  be  {>:d  with  rich  repail  ; 
 'i  here  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
 And  brings  falvation  to  our  taite. 
 
 £  Life  like  a  fountain  full  and  free. 
 
 Springs  from  the  pre  fence  of  the  Lord  ; 
 And  m  thy  light,  cur  fouls  (hall  fee 
 The  glories  promib'd  in  thy  word. 
 
 Watts. 
 
Psalm  37.  $•<* 
 
 JPfalm  XXXVII.  FirttPart.  C.  A/.  LbJ 
 
 ^TZ«  Cure  of  Envy  and  Unbelief, 
 
 WHY  mould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
 To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
 Or  envy  finners  waxing  great, 
 By  violence  and  lies  ? 
 
 2  As  flowery  grafs,  cut  down  at  noon, 
 
 Before  the  evening  fades, 
 So  {hall  their  glory  vanilh  foon, 
 In  everlafting  fhades. 
 
 3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 
 
 And  pra£Hfe  all  that's  good  ; 
 So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  juft, 
 And  never  want  for  food. 
 
 4  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  (halt  thou  difplay, 
 
 And  make  thy  judgments  known  \ 
 Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
 And  glorious  as  the  noon. 
 
 6  The  meek  fhall  ftill  the  earth  pofTefs, 
 
 And  be  the  heirs  cf  heaven  j 
 True  riches,  in  abundant  peace, 
 To  humble  fouls  are  given. 
 
 Watt?, 
 
 JipCaim  XXXVII.   Sec.  Part.  C.  M.  Lb] 
 
 Religion  in  Words  end  Deeds* 
 
 WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boafl, 
 And  grow  profanely  bold^? 
 The  meaneft  portion  of  the  juit 
 Excels  the  fmner's  sold. 
 
5S  Psalm  37. 
 
 2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
 
 But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  ; 
 
 The  juft  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
 
 Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 
 
 3  His  alms  with  liberal  hand  he  gives 
 
 To  all  the  fons  of  need  •, 
 His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
 And  blefjed  is  his  feed. 
 
 4  His  lips  abhor  to  fpeak  profane, 
 
 To  flandcr  or  defraud  ; 
 His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men. 
 What  he  has  learn'd  of  Gcd. 
 
 c  The  law  and  gofpei  of  the  Lord 
 Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
 Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
 His  feet  fhall  never  Hide. 
 
 6  When  Tinners  fall,  the  righteous  (land, 
 Preferv'd  from  every  fnare  *, 
 They  ftnrll  poflefs  the  promis'd  land, 
 And  dwell  forever  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  XXXVII. Third  Part.C.M.[*orb] 
 
 The  IV ay  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wkud, 
 
 MY  God,  the  ftcps  of  pious  men 
 Are  order'd  by  thy  will  5 
 Though  they  fnould  fail,  they  rife  again, 
 Thy  hand  fupports  them  Hill. 
 
 2  Tlv  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
 Their  virtue  he    pproves  ; 
 Jlt'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
 Nov  leave  the  men  he  loves. 
 
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 3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 
 
 Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
 He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heird 
 Of  blefiings  long  to  come. 
 
 4  The  haughty  firmer  have  I  feen, 
 
 Not  fearing  man  or  Gcd  ; 
 Like  princely  laurel  fair  and  greedy 
 Spreading  his  arms  abroad  : 
 
 5  And  lo,  be  vaniuYd  from  the  ground, 
 
 Deftroy'd  by  hands  twifcen  ; 
 Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found*,' 
 Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 
 
 6  But  mark  the  man  o^  righteoufnefs, 
 
 His  feveral  Heps  attend  ; 
 True  pleafure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
 And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 $>faim  XXXVII!.  ver.  9,  1G.  C.  M.  [i>j 
 
 Cemfc/aftOH   in   Death. 
 
 MY  foul,  the  awful  hour  will  come, 
 Apace  it  haftens  On, 
 To  bear  this  body  to  the  tomb, 
 And  thee  to  icenes  unknown. 
 
 2  My  hea*t,  long  labouring  with  its  woes, 
 
 Shall  pant  and  fink  away  •, 
 And  you,  my  eyelids  foon  Hi  ill  clofe 
 On  the  lalt  glimmering  ray. 
 
 3  Whence,  in  that  hour,  (hail  i  receive 
 
 A  cordial  for  my  pain  ? 
 When,  if  the  richelt  were  my  friends, 
 Thofe  friends  would  weep  in  vain  f 
 
 4  Great  King  of  nature  and  of  grace* 
 
 To  thee  my  fpirit  flies  \ 
 
l)o  Psalm    r 
 
 And  opens  all  its  deep  di  fir  eft 
 Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 
 
 5  All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 
 
 And  every  fecret  fear  ; 
 The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan 
 Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 
 
 6  O  place  me  by  that  mighty  power 
 
 Which  to  fuch  love  belongs, 
 Where  darkncfs  veils  the  eyes  no  more, 
 And  groans  are  chang'd  to  fongs. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 prelm  XXXIX.     Common  Metre.     ftj 
 
 Mans   Mortality. 
 
 TEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days, 
 Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  •, 
 1  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
 And  learn  how  frail  1  am. 
 
 2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaft, 
 
 Kow  fhort  the  fleeting  time  ? 
 Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft, 
 In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 
 
 3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 
 
 Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
 They  rage  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love,: 
 But  all  their  noife  is  vain. 
 
 4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  fhow, 
 
 Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
 They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
 
 And  (trait  are  feen  no  more, 
 j  What  mould  I  wiih  or  wait  for  then 
 
 From  creatures,  earth  and  duft  ? 
 They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
 
 And  difappoint  cur  truft. 
 
fsALM    40.  6i 
 
 6  This  fruitlefs  fearch  no  more  be  mine, 
 Such  hopes  I  now  recal  ; 
 My  earthly  profpe&s  I  refrgn, 
 And  make  my  God  my  all. 
 
 Watt  ?. 
 
 J[c)falm  XL.     Firft  Part,    C.  M.     fc 
 
 Deliverance  from  great   Dijlrefs, 
 
 I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
 He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
 He  law  me  refting  on  his  word, 
 And  brought  falvation  nigh. 
 
 Sunk  in  the  depths  of  fore  diftrefs, 
 
 And  all  my  rtruggies  vain  ; 
 When  human  help  feem'd  daily  le(% 
 
 He  rais'd  me  up  again. 
 
 Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 
 And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
 
 To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
 In  a  new,  thankful  fong. 
 
 Ill  f oread  his  works  of  grace  abroad, 
 
 The  faints  with  joy  mall  hear  \ 
 And  {inner s-  learn  to  make  my  God 
 
 Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
 
 What  mercies  fill  my  wond'ring  view  I 
 
 How  many  and  how  great  ! 
 Life  is  too  (hort,  and  words  too  few, 
 
 Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
 
 When  Pm  affii&ed,  poor  and  low, 
 
 With  hope  I'll  never  part ; 
 For  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
 
 And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
6 2  Psalm  40. 
 
 Jpfalm  XL.     Sec.  Part.     C.  M.     [* 
 
 The  Divine  Tuijpon  and  Sacrifice  r>f  Chr'tJU 
 
 THUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vair 
 "  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er  ; 
 '•  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  Haiti 
 "  My  foul  delights  no  more." 
 
 2  Then  fpike  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  Pm  here, 
 "  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
 "  Whate'cr  thy  ficred  books  declare, 
 "  Thy  Servant  flrall  fulfil." 
 
 21   And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 
 Th*  eternal  Son  appears  ; 
 And  at  th5  appointed  time  affumes 
 The  body  God  prepares  ! 
 
 4  Much  he  reteal'd  his  Father's  gracej 
 And  much  his  truth  he  fhow'd  ; 
 And  preachM  the  way  of  righteoufnefs, 
 Where  great  affemblics  flood. 
 
 $  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 
 He  pitied  finners*  cries ; 
 And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
 Was  made  a  facrifiee. 
 
 6  No  blood  of  beads  on  altars  flied 
 
 Could  cleanfe  from  guilt  within  ; 
 But  the  one  facrifiee  he  made, 
 Atones  for  alt  our  fin. 
 
 7  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
 
 And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
 Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed, 
 The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 
 
 Watt* 
 
Psalm  41,  42.  63 
 
 JPflalm  XLI.     Long  Metre.         \<Q 
 
 CI  irtfy    rerujr  ied. 
 
 BLEvST  is  the  man,  whofe  tender  care 
 Relieves  the  poor  in  their  diftrefs  j 
 Whoft  pity  wipes  the  widow's  tear, 
 Whole  hand  fupports  the  fatherlefs. 
 'X  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
 More  good  than  his  own  hand  can  do  \ 
 He  in  the  time  of  general  grief. 
 Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  too. 
 
 3  His  foul  fhall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
 With  fecret  blciTings  on  his  head  •, 
 When  drought,  and  peitilence,  and  dearth 
 Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 
 
 4  Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch, 
 
 God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiven  ; 
 Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
 Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heaven. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpfallll  XLIL     Common  Metre.     r^or^j 
 
 The  PUcfutt  rf  Publk  IVcrJbip, 
 
 AS  pants  the  Hart  for  cooling  ftreamSj 
 When  heated  in  the  chafe  *, 
 So  longs  my  foul,  Q  God,  for  thee, 
 And  thy  refrefhing  grace. 
 £  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 
 My  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  ; 
 O  when  (hall  I  behold  thy  face, 
 Thou  majelty  divine  ? 
 3  I  hgh  whene'er  my  ran  ling  thoughts 
 Thofe  happy  days  prefent, 
 When  I,  with  my  religious  friends^ 
 Thy  temple  did  frequent. 
 
6Jf '  Psalm  43. 
 
 4  When  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praife, 
 
 My  folemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
 Amidft  the  joyful  facred  throng, 
 Which  kept  the  feftal  day. 
 
 5  Why  refllefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  •? 
 
 Trufl  God,  and  he'll  employ 
 His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thy  fighs 
 To  hymns  of  facred  joy. 
 
 6  Why  refllefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  t 
 
 Hope  flill,  and  thou  (halt  fing 
 The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
 Thy  health's  eternal  fpring* 
 
 Tate. 
 
 Pfaim  XLTIL     Long  Metre.     (#  or  j?j 
 
 Cum  plaint   and  II pe. 
 
 GOD  of  our  ftrength,  to  thee  we  cry, 
 O  let  us  not  forgotten  lie  •, 
 Opprefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  care, 
 To  thy  protection  we  repair. 
 
 2  O  let  thy  light  attend  our  way, 
 Thy  truth  airurd  its  fteady  ray  ; 
 To  Zion's  hill  direct  our  feet, 
 To  worfhip  at  thy  facred  feat. 
 
 3  Thy  praife,  O  God,  (hall  tune  the  lyre, 
 Thy  love  our  joyful  fong  infpire  ; 
 
 To  thee,  cur  cordial  thanks  be  paid, 
 Our  fure  defence,  our  conftant  aid. 
 
 4  Why  then  dejected  and  dill  reft  ? 
 
 And  whence  the  grief  that  fills  our  breaft  ? 
 In  God  we'll  hope,  and  to  him  raifc 
 A  monument  ofendlefs  praife. 
 
 Altered  from  Merrick. 
 
Psalm  44,  45.  6; 
 
 Ii>falm  XLIV.     Common  Metre.    t*o*M 
 
 In    Time   of  W<tt. 
 
 OLORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 
 In  our  attentive  ears, 
 Thy  wonders,  in  their  days  performed, 
 And  in  more  ancient  years, 
 a  Twa  not  their  courage,  nor  their  fword 
 To  them  lalvation  gave  ; 
 'Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  ftrength 
 That  did  their  country  fave. 
 
 3  But  thy  right  hand,  thy  powerful  arm, 
 
 Whole  iuccour  they  impior'd  j 
 Thy  providence  protected  them, 
 Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 
 
 4  As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  own\l. 
 
 So  thou  art  ftill  our  King  ; 
 O  therefore,  as  thou  did  ft  to  them, 
 To  us  deliverance  bring. 
 
 5  We  will  not  truft  our  fword  nor  bow. 
 
 When  we  in  war  engage  \ 
 But  thee,  who  canft  fubdue  our  foe, 
 And  cairn  their  haughty  rage. 
 
 6  To  thee,  the  glory  we'll  afcribe, 
 
 From  whom  falvation  came  ; 
 In  God  our  fhieid  we  will  rejoice, 
 And  ever  bids  thy  name. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 JPfOlm  XLV.     Firft  Part.    L.  M.'  [*} 
 
 The  dory  of  Cbrifi  and  the  P^iver  of  his  Go/pel. 
 
 NOW  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  fmg 
 The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King  ; 
 My  tongue  fhall  all  his  worth  proclaim, 
 And  fpeak  the  honours  of  his  name, 
 
66  Psalm  45, 
 
 . — — — p. 
 
 2  O'er  all  the  fans  of  human  race 
 lie  fhines  with  a  fuperior  grace  ; 
 Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
 And  bleffings  all  his  (late  compofe. 
 
 3  Drefs  thee  in  arms,  mod  mighty  Lord, 
 Gird  on  thy  (harp  victorious  fword  ; 
 In  majefty  and  glory  ride, 
 
 With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 
 
 4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
 Shall  pierce  thy  foes  of  ftubborn  heart  -, 
 Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  fweet, 
 Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 
 
 5  Thy  throne,  O  God,*  forever  ftands, 
 Grace  is  the  fceptre  of  thy  hands  ; 
 Thy  laws  and  works  are  juft  and  right  j 
 Juftice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
 
 6  Thy  Father,  God,  hath  richly  ihed 
 His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head  5 
 And  with  his  f. icred  Spirit  bleft 
 His  firft  born  Son  above  the  reft. 
 
 *  See  Hebrews,!.  8  Watts. 
 
 JpfalmXLV.   Second  Part.  L.M. 
 
 Clrijl  and  Lis    Church. 
 
 THE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  face  I 
 Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  ! 
 He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above, 
 And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 
 
 2  At  his  right  hand  cur  eyes  behold 
 The  church  array'd  in  pure  ft  gold  ; 
 The  world  admires  her* heavenly  drefs, 
 Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 
 
 3  He  forms  her  graces  like  his  own, 
 
 He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
 
Psalm  46.  67 
 
 »-" — 1 "* ' — ■■■ ___— ——————     —        . 
 
 Then  let  thy  wandering  heart  forget 
 The  idols  01  thy  native  ftate. 
 
 4  So  fhall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
 In  thee,  the  object  of  his  choice  ; 
 Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
 He  is  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 
 
 j  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  fruit  rife 
 To  his  fair  palace  in  the  ikies; 
 And  all  thy  fons,  a  numerous  train, 
 Each  lite  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 
 
 6  Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head, 
 
 Let  every  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
 
 Whilft  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approve 
 
 The  condefceniions  of  his  love. 
 
 Watts, 
 r _ — _ — — . 
 
 Pfalm  XL VI.     Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Prc'if  for    Kdticnal   PiOU» 
 
 GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  Ikies, 
 A  word  of  thy  almighty  brearh 
 Can  fmk  the  world,  or  bid  it  rife ; 
 Thy  fmile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 
 
 2  When  angry  nations  ru(h  to  arms, 
 And  rage  and  noife  and  tumult  reign, 
 When  war  refcunds  its  dire  alarms, 
 And  Daughter  fpreads  the  crimfon  plain  \ 
 
 3  Thy  foyeteigp  eye  looks  calmly  down, 
 
 And  marks  their  courfe,  and  bounds  their 
 Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own,  [power ; 
 And  noife  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 
 
 4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wings, 
 Reviving  cbmmerce  fpreads  her  fails  \ 
 
6S  Psalm  46, 
 
 The  fluids  arc  green,  and  plenty  fmgs 
 Refponfive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 
 
 5   Thou  good  and  wife  and  rghteous  Lord, 
 All  moye  fubfervient;  to  thy  will  ; 
 Both  pc.ice  and  war  await  thy  word, 
 And  thy  fublime  decrees  ful 
 
 0  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  longs, 
 Thy  kind  protection  ftill  implore; 
 O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues 
 Confefs  thy  goodnefs,  and  adore. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 ^fallP.  XL VI.    Six  Line  L.  M.     {%  or  ■; 
 
 li'jr   jr.  J   Peace, 
 
 GOD  is  our  refuge  in  diilreft. 
 '   A  prefent  belp  when  dangers  profs  y 
 In  him  Undaunted  wt/11  confide  ; 
 Tho?  earth  were  from  her  centre  toft, 
 And  mountains  in  the  oceafi  k  ft> 
 Diflblv'd  by  ever  tide, 
 
 2  A  gentle  ftream  with  gwdnefs  ftill 
 The  city  of  cur  God  ihall  fill, 
 
 The  facrcd  feat  of  God  mc.it  high  : 
 God  dwells  in  Zion,  whofe  fait  tow 
 bhail  mock  th1  affaults  of  earthly  powers, 
 
 Whilft  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 
 
 3  In  tumults,  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
 AT'd  kingdoms  war  againft  us  wag'd, 
 
 He  thunder d  and  difpers'd  their  powers  j 
 Ti.e  Lord  of  hefts  conduces  our  arms, 
 Our  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms, 
 
 Our  fathers'  guardian  God,  and  ours.- 
 
Psalm  47.  69 
 
 Cor;  e  wonders  he  has  wrought 
 
 On  earth,  what  deflations  h 
 
 How  he  has  calm'd  the  j  in  rldj 
 
 He  broke  the  warlike  fpeaff  and  b< 
 With  them  the  thundering  chariot  too 
 
 Into  devouring  flair.es  were  hu. 
 
 nit  to  God's  almighty  fw 
 Ft»r  him  the  nations fhall  ob 
 
 And  earth  her  L  .  :k  : 
 
 •  rod  of  hofts  conducts  cur  ajrmsj 
 
 As  to  our  fathers  ::: 
 
 Tate. 
 
 In  XLVIL     Comnm  Hare.     [#] 
 
 Umrverfal  Praife, 
 
 OFOR  a  fnout  of  facred  joy 
 To  God  the  fovereign  King  ! 
 Let  every  land  their  tongue i 
 And  hymns  of  triumph  fijig, 
 
 9  Whilft  angels  lhout  their  lofty  praife, 
 Let  mortals  learn  their  (trains  \ 
 Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
 O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
 
 3  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound, 
 
 Let  knowledge  iead  the  fong; 
 Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
 •n  a  thoughdefs  tongue. 
 
 4  In  Ifrael  itcod  bis  ancient  throne, 
 
 He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 
 But  now  lie  calls  the  world  his  own,' 
 /Vnd  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 
 
 "Watts. 
 
1 
 
 Jo  Psalm  48,  49. 
 
 JPfalm   XLVIII.     Short  Metre.     C*l 
 
 Qofpcl  fVorfiip  and  Order, 
 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
 And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
 He  makes  the  church  his  bleit  abode, 
 His  molt  delightful  feat. 
 
 2  Far  as  thy  name  is  known. 
 The  world  declares  thy  praife  ; 
 
 Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
 Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 
 
 3  Let  flrargers  walk  around 
 The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
 
 Compafs  and  view  thy  holy  ground, 
 And  mark  the  building  well : 
 
 4  The  order  of  thy  haufe, 
 The  worfhip  cf  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  that  charms  the  eye, 
 And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 
 
 6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 
 Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
 
 Will  be  our  God  whilrt  here  below, 
 Our  God  above  the  iky. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 ^faim  XUX.     Gvmntfy  M&tei 
 
 The  Vanky  nf>Ri 
 
 WHY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
 To  b      [fence  and  pride, 
 To  fee  his  wealth  dnd  honours  1 
 With  every  riling  ti^le  ? 
 
Psalm  50, 71 
 
 2  Not  all  his  trea lures  can  procure 
 
 His  foul  a  inert  reprieve  ; 
 Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour* 
 Or  make  his  brother  live. 
 
 3  The  worth  of  life  can  ne'er  be  told, 
 
 Its  ranfom  is  too  high  #, 
 Juftice  cannot  be  bnb'd  with  gold, 
 That  man  may  never  die. 
 
 4  He  fees  the  brutifn  and  the  wife, 
 
 The  timorous  and  the  brave, 
 Quit  their  pofTeiTionSj  dole  their  eyes, 
 And  hafteft  to  the  grave. 
 
 5  Yet/tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
 
 "  My  houfe  fiiall  ever  Itand  ; 
 *c  And,  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
 "  I'll  ^ive  it  to  my  land.1" 
 >6  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft, 
 How  foon  his  memory  dies  ! 
 His  name  'is  written  in  the  dull 
 In  which  his  body  lies. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 jPlaim  L.     Firft  Part.  Com.  Metre,  [b] 
 
 Tbe  loft  Judgment. 
 
 THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
 Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  \ 
 The  nations  near  the  riling  fun, 
 And  near  the  weftern  fky. 
 1  No  more  (hall  bold  blafphemers  fay, 
 "  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
 Nq  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 
 To  impudence  and  fin. 
 
 3  ThronM  on  a  cloud,  our  God  fhall  come, 
 Bright  flames  prepare  his  way; 
 
J  2  F3ALM    $6* 
 
 Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  ftorm 
 Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 
 
 4  Heaven  from  above,  his  call  fhall  hear, 
 
 Attending  angels  come  *, 
 And  earth  and  hell  mail  know  and  fear 
 His  Juftice  and  their  doom. 
 
 5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints,  (he  cries) 
 "  Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
 
 «'  Through  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
 "  And  feal'd  it  with  his  blood. 
 
 6  "  Their  faith  and  works,  bro't  forth  to  Ughr, 
 "  Shall  make  the  world  confefs 
 
 rt  My  fentencc  of  reward  is  right, 
 "  And  heaven  adore  my  grace. " 
 
 Watts. 
 
 IvPfalm  L.    Sec.  Part.    Long  Mare,  [p] 
 
 HyPocrify  ezpr.f^d. 
 
 THE  Lord",  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns, 
 Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
 Who  place  their  hopes  in  rires  and  forms> 
 But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care, 
 
 2  They  dare  rehearfe  his  facred  name, 
 With  lips  of  faliehood  and  deceit  ; 
 A  friend  cr  brother  they  defame, 
 And  foothe  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 
 
 3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbour  wrong. 
 Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
 They  take  his  cmfaarit  on  their  tongue, 
 But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 
 
 4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
 DefllM  with  luft,  and  ftahvd  with  blood  v 
 By  night  they  practife  every  fin, 
 By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God 
 
Psalm  51.  73 
 
 5   And  whilft  his  judgments  long  delay, 
 They  grow  fecure,  and  fin  the  morc^ 
 They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
 And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 
 
 G  O  dreadful  hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
 And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  j 
 Their  guilt  and  punifhment  appear, 
 And  no  deliverer  can  arife. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 jpfaltULI.    FirliPart.  Long  Metre.  Bfl 
 
 A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon, 
 
 SHEW  pity,  Lord  J  O  Lord,  forgive, 
 Let  a  repenting  finner  live  ; 
 Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
 not  the  contrite  trull  in  thee  ? 
 
 v  fins,  tho'  great,  do  net  furpafs 
 The  riches  of  eternal  grace  ; 
 Great  God.  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
 bo  Jet  thy  jpard'ning  love  be  found. 
 
 3  O  waft)  my  foul  from  every  fin, 
 
 And  make  my  guilty  cpnfcience  clean  ; 
 Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
 And  paft  offences  pain  siy  eyes. 
 
 I4  My  lips  with  fliame  my  fins  confeis 
 
 Again  it  thy  law,  againtt  thy  grace  j 
 And  fhould  thy  judgment  be  kvere, 
 I  am  conderr.n'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 
 
 Yet,  fave  a  trembling  (inner,  Lord, 
 "Whofe  hope,  frill  hovering  round  thy  word> 
 
 Seeks  for  fome  precious  pro  mile  there, 
 Some  fure  protection  from  defpa'r,  • 
 
 G 
 
74  Psalm  51. 
 
 6  Then  (hall  thy  love  infpirt  my  tongue, 
 Salvation  ihali  be  all  my  fong  •, 
 And  all  my  powers  flull  join  to  blefs 
 The  Lord,  my  ftrerigth  and  righteoufucfs. 
 
 Wati  * 
 
 Ipfalm  LL    Second  Part.  L.  M.  0 
 
 T6e  Penitent  refiered. 
 
 THOU,  who  hear'ft  when  finners  cry, 
 Tho'  all  my  cruras  before  thee  lie, 
 Regard  them  not  with  angry  look, 
 But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 
 X  Renew  me,  O  my  God,  within, 
 And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  ; 
 Let  thy  good  Spirit  not  depart,    . 
 Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart. 
 
 2  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
 
 Cad  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight  \ 
 Thy  holy  joys,  ()  God.  reftore, 
 And  guard  me  fha*  I  fall  no  more. 
 
 •    4  A  broken  hear*,  my  God,  my  King/ 
 Is  all  rhe  ftcrifice  1  bring  ; 
 The  God  of  grace  will  not  defpife 
 A  contrite  heart  for  facrifice. 
 
 5  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  dud, 
 And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juft  : 
 3.ook  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
 And  five  the  wretch  eondernn'd  to  die. 
 
 j  5  Then  will  !  teach  the  world  thy  grace, 
 2      pinners  (hall  learn  to  feck  thy  face  ; 
 -n     I'll  lead  them  in  the  heavenly  road, 
 And  they  (hall  praifc  a  pardoning  God. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
Psalm   52,  53.  75 
 
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 IpCallTl  131.  united  with  the  $5.  S.  M.  [';] 
 
 Devotion   onJ  C^nf.Jcnse. 
 
 LET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
 And  choofe  the  road  to  death  ; 
 But  in  the  prailes  of  my  God 
 I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 
 
 2  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries* 
 O  my  eternal  God, 
 
 Whilfl  finners  perifh  in  furprife, 
 Beneath  thy  angry  rod. 
 
 3  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  cafe, 
 And  no  fad  changes  feel, 
 
 They  neither  fear  thy  holy  name, 
 Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
 
 4  But  like  an  olive  tree, 
 Within  thy  courts  Pll  {land, 
 
 And  confidently,  Lord,  rely 
 On  thy  protecting  hand. 
 
 5  With  all  my  heavy  cares, 
 1*11  lean  upon  the  Lord  *, 
 
 Pll  caft  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
 And  reit  upon  his  word. 
 
 6  His  arm  fliall  well  fuftain 
 The  children  of  his  love  ; 
 
 The  ground  on  which  their  lafety  {lands 
 No  earthly  power  can  move. 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick. 
 
 Pfalttl  LIU.     Long  Metre.     It  or  b] 
 Compared  with  Rom.  hi.  10,  1 1. 
 
 'The  Degeneracy  of  the  W01  Id  removed  ly  tie  Go/pel, 
 
 BEHOLD  the  fool,  whofe  heart  denies 
 The  God  who  form'd  the  earth  and  flues  \    • 
 And,  whilll  the  path  of  fin  he  treads, 
 How  wide  the  dire  example  fpreads  i 
 
7^  Psalm  54. 
 
 2  TV  eternal  Sovereign  from  on  high 
 Caft  on  the  ions  of  men  his  eye, 
 To  fee  if  any  underitood, 
 
 And  fear'd  and  lov'd  .their  Maker,  God. 
 
 3  But  all  were  fo  degenerate  grown, 
 None  |he  true  God  had  fully  known  ! 
 Both  Jew  and  Gentile  long  had  been 
 £y  lull  enflavM,  and  dead  in  fin. 
 
 4  Both  gone  from  wifdom's  path  aftray, 
 Purfu'd  the  errors  of  their  way, 
 With  difmul  fuperftitioh  blind, 
 
 And  caufelefs  terrors  fill'd  their  mind- 
 
 5  Who,  gracious  God,  to  finners'  eyes 
 Could  bid  the  wifh'd  falvation  rife  ? 
 Thy  SON  did  light  and  truth  difplay, 
 And  turn  their  darknefs  into  day. 
 
 6  No  flefh  {hall  boaft  of  righteoufnefs, 
 But  guilry  fhall  themfelves  confefs  ; 
 And  when  they  hear  thy  pardoning  voice^ 
 In  thy  falvation  (hall  rejoice. 
 
 Mekrick,  with  Addition*, 
 
 Pfalm  LIV.     Particular  Metre.     [tQ 
 
 Deliverance  fnom  Enemies, 
 
 THY  name,  O  God,  my  heart  avows  *, 
 Do  thou  my  injurM  caufe  efpoufe, 
 And  be  thy  ftrength  my  aid  •, 
 My  fervent  cries  in  mercy  hear, 
 And  let  them  by  thy  pitying  ear 
 With  full  regard  be  weigh'd. 
 
 2  For  people  from  thy  fear  eftrang'd, 
 With  tyrants  fierce,  againft  me  rang'd^ 
 JMy  fainting  foul  purfue  ; 
 
Psalm  55.  y 
 
 But  midft  my  helpers,  heaven's  high  Lord 
 Shall  ftand,  and,  faithful  to  his  word, 
 Each  adverfc  power  fubdue. 
 
 3  O  let  my  heart,  their  rage  re pell'd, 
 Itfelf  a  willing  offering  yield  5 
 
 To  thee  its  praife  fhall  flow  ; 
 Whilft  to  my  thought  thy  mercies  rife, 
 That  gave  me  with  exulting  eyes 
 
 To  fee  my  proftrate  foe. 
 
 Merrick, 
 
 JL^'falm  LV.     Common  Metre.      [H 
 
 Impatience  corrcfied  by  Faith. 
 
 OWERE  I  like  a  feather'd  dove ! 
 If  innocence  had  wings, 
 I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
 Erom  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 
 
 2  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 
 
 And  find  a  peaceful  home  •, 
 Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
 Temptations  never  come. 
 
 3  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 
 
 rP  efcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
 The  mighty  God,  on  whom,  I  call, 
 Can  vave  me  here  as  well. 
 
 4  By  morning  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 
 
 At  noon  repent  my  cry  •, 
 The  night  fhall  here  me  afk  his  grace, 
 Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
 
 5  God,  my  preferver  and  say  friend, 
 
 Can  fhield  me  when  afraid  ; 
 Ten  thcufand  angels  muft  attend, 
 If  he  command  their  aid. 
 G  z 
 
7S  Psalm  56,  57. 
 
 6  I'll  caft  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
 He  will  fuftain  them  all  *, 
 My  faith  fli  ill  reft  upon  his  word, 
 And  I  mall  never  fall. 
 
 Watts. 
 •? — ' 
 
 Jpfalm  LVI.     Common  Metre.     [>] 
 
 QoXs  Care  of  his  People. 
 
 IN  God,  mod  holy,  juft  and  true, 
 I  have  repos'd  my  trufl  ; 
 Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
 The  offspring  of  the  duft. 
 
 2  God  counts  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 
 
 Their  cries  afreet  his  ears  ; 
 Thou  haft  a  book  for  their  complaint^ 
 A  bottle  for  their  tears. 
 
 3  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
 
 Thou  (halt  receive  my  praife  ; 
 1*11  fingi  "  how  faithful  is  thy  word, 
 11  Hew  righteous  are  thy  ways  I" 
 
 4  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  {cui  from  death  -> 
 
 O  fet  thy  fcrvant  free, 
 That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
 May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 
 
 
 
 P-falm  LVII.      Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Dliint  Pnte&iomi  Grate  and  "Truth. 
 
 *?*  fT^Y  God.  in  whfcrtf  are  all  the  fprin^s 
 Jl.VJL   Of  boundlefs  love,  and  gr&Ce  unknown  | 
 Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 
 Tili  the  dark  cloud  be  overblown. 
 
Psalm  58.  79 
 
 2  Up  to  the  heavens,  I  raife  my  cry, 
 The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  ; 
 He  fends  his  angel  from  the  fky, 
 
 And  faves  me  from  the  threatening  ftorm* 
 
 3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 
 Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
 Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
 And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
 
 4  My  heart  is  fix'd,  my  fong  {hall  raife 
 Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  j 
 Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife. 
 My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
 
 5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
 And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Iky  •, 
 
 His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 
 When  lower  worlds  diffblve  and  die. 
 
 6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 
 Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
 Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
 And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 l^faltti  LVIIL   Six  Line  Long  Metre,  [pi 
 
 The  D-firuaion  0/  Tyrants  and  Opprrjf.rs. 
 
 O  HALL  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws  ? 
 O  Shall  Aey  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 
 When  innocence  before  them  (lands  ? 
 Dare  they  condemn  the  helplefs  poor, 
 And  let  oppreiibrs  reft  fecure, 
 
 Whilil  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  their  hands*' 
 
 2  Do  they  forget  the  almighty  name, 
 That  God  o'er  all  is  Judge  fuprcme  r 
 Jiigh  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns  ; 
 
So  Psalm   59. 
 
 Yet  they  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
 And  fend  their  hold  decrees  abroad, 
 To  bind  the  free  born  foul  in  chains. 
 
 3  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  .their  tongue, 
 The  arrow  fharp,  the  poifon  itrong  ! 
 
 And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  \ 
 They  hear  no  eounfels,  cries  nor  tears  ; 
 So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears 
 
 Againft  the  melody  of  founds, 
 
 4  Break  thou  their  teeth,  Almighty  God, 
 The  teeth  of  lions  drench'd  in  blood, 
 
 And  cruih  thofe  ferpents  in  the  duft ; 
 Thy  voice  fhall  thunder  from  the  iky, 
 Their  crowns  (hall  fall,  their  titles  die, 
 
 Their  grandeur  and  their  power  be  loft, 
 
 5  Thus  fhall  thy  juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
 Freedom  and  peace  to  men  afford, 
 
 And  nations  fhall  unite  and  fay, 
 <{  Sure  there's  a  God,  that  rules  on  high, 
 u  Who  hears  the  opprefiid  when  they  ory^ 
 
 "  And  all  their  fufferings  will  repay." 
 
 Vat  1 3,  aitcred. 
 
 JPfalm  LIX,     Short  Metre,      [J] 
 
 JFcr  Deliverance  from  toe   Savages. 
 
 LORD,  let  our  humble  cry     ^ 
 Before  thy  throne  afcend  \ 
 Behold  us  with  companion's  eye, 
 And  dill  our  lives  defend. 
 
 2  For  foes  a  numerous  band 
 
 Agaxpii  our  lives  confpire  •, 
 They  aim  deitruclion  through  the  h\\d% 
 
 And  fpread  the  raging  fire. 
 
Psalm    60. 
 
 3  Beneath  the  filent  fhade 
 Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
 
 Our  peaceful  towns  by  night  invade. 
 And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 
 
 4  And  will. the  God  cf  grace, 
 Res;ardlefo  of  our  pain, 
 
 Permit  fecure  that  bloody  race 
 To  riot  o'er  the  flain  ? 
 
 5  In  vain  their  fecret  guile 
 Or  open  force  they  prove  ; 
 
 Thine  eye  can  pierce  the  deepefl  veil. 
 Thy  h^nd  their  force  remove. 
 
 6  Deliver  us  from  death, 
 Send  oi>r  invaders  home  j 
 
 Or  drive  them  with  thy  powerful  breaif* 
 Thro'  diftant  wilds  to  roam. 
 
 7  Then  {hail  our  grateful  voice 
 Proclaim  our  guardian  God  j 
 
 In  thy  falvation  we'll  rejoice, 
 And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 J3ario\v,  alured. 
 
 jPfftitrj  LX.     Common  Metre.      [ 
 
 Humiliation  for  BifjpoirAment  in  Ir'^r. 
 
 LORD,  haft  thou  caft  .the  nation  i 
 Mud  we  forever  mourn  ? 
 Wilt  thou  confume  us  in  thy  wrath  ? 
 Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
 
 2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 
 Melts  all  our  ftrength  away  : 
 Like  men  fubdu'd  by  power  of  wine. 
 We  tremble  in  difmay. 
 
8jl Psalm  6i. 
 
 3  Our  country  (hakes  beneath  thy  ftroke, 
 
 And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ; 
 O  hear  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 
 And  iave  the  finking  land. 
 
 4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field, 
 
 For  thofe  wrio  fear  thy  name  ; 
 Defend  thy  people  with  thy  fhieM, 
 And  put  our  foes  to  (ha me. 
 
 5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
 
 And  be  their  guardian  God  •, 
 In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
 Agamft  thy  lifted  rod. 
 
 6  Our  troops  (hall  gain  a  wide  renown 
 
 By  thine  affifting  hand  ; 
 For  God  (hall  tread  the  mighty  down, 
 And  make  the  feeble  Hand. 
 
 Watt*, 
 
 Pfelm  LXI.     Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Safety  in  G 
 
 TTTHEN  avepN  with  pain  and  grie^ 
 
 V  V     Hdpkfs  and  far  from  all  relief, 
 My  heart  within  me  finks  and  dies, 
 To  God  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 
 
 2  High  on  the  rock  my  footfteps  rear, 
 There  let  me  ftand  unmov'd,  and  hear 
 The  florms,  which  now  around  me  beat, 
 Roll  harmiefs  underneath  my  feet. 
 
 3  Thee,  Lord,  I  feck  whene'er  my  foes 
 On  mifebief  bent,  my  path  enclcie  ; 
 Thou  art,  in  every  dangerous  hour, 
 My  ftedfaft  hope,  my  ihongeft  tower, 
 
 4  Remote  from  fear,  within  thy  fhrine, 
 Thou,  Lord,  my  dwelling  fnalt  aiTign  \ 
 
Psalm  62.  8$ 
 
 Thy  wings  (hall  wi  i  their  ftiadc^ 
 
 For  thou  halt  heard  me  when  I  pray'd. 
 
 5  Safe  in  thy  prcfence  let  me  {land, 
 And  (hare  the  bleffings  of  thy  hand  ; 
 My  dwelling  let  thy  truth  defend, 
 Thy  mercy  on  my  iteps  attend. 
 
 6  80  (hall  thy  love  awake  my  fong, 
 My  voice  the  willing  note  prolong; 
 Whiift,  warm'd  with  zeal,  my  vows  I  pay, 
 And  blefs  thee  to  my  lateit  day. 
 
 Merrick,  vaiicd, 
 
 Pfaltll  LXII.     Long  Metre.       [>] 
 
 JVJ   TruA  in  tlx  Creatines,  but  in  GoJ. 
 
 MY  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone, 
 My  rock  and  refuge  are  his  throne  ; 
 In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraits, 
 My  toui  on  his  ialvation  waits. 
 
 l  Truft  him,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways, 
 To  him,  your  fuppliant  voices  raife  ; 
 When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  irvade, 
 God  is  our  ail-fufficient  aid. 
 
 3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
 The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 
 
 Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
 Light  as  a  breath  of  empty  air. 
 
 4  Make  not  inereafing  gold  your  truft, 
 Nor  fct  your  heart  on  glittering  du(t  ; 
 "Why  wiil  you  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
 And  not  believe  what  God  hath  fpoke  •' 
 
 5  Once  hath  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
 Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
 <c  All  power  is  his  eternal  due, 
 
 "  He  mud  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too/' 
 
34  Psalm  63. 
 
 ()  For  fovercign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
 Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  \ 
 Thy  grace  and  juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
 Shall  well  adjudge  our  lait  reward. 
 
 WAiif. 
 
 jpfaim  lxiii.  1 
 
 EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
 1  haile  to  leek  thy  face ; 
 My  thirity  fpirit  faints  away, 
 "Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
 
 2  So  pilgrim:,  on  r'  ing  fand, 
 
 Beneatli  a  burning   !     , 
 Long  for  a  cooling  ilream  at  hand. 
 And  they  mult  drink  or  die. 
 
 3  Pre  feen  t)\j  glory  and  thy  power 
 
 Through  all  thy  temple  ihinc  ; 
 My  GcJ,  repeat  that  heavenly  h< 
 That  vifiori  ^o  divine. 
 
 4  Not  all  the  bfeffings  of  a  i 
 
 Can  pfeafe  my  foul  ib  we'll. 
 As  when  thy  richer  gr  ice  i  t.-.Tce, 
 And  in  thy  prefence  $V 
 
 5  Not  life  itfelf,  with  all  its  joys, 
 
 Can  my  bed  paiiions  move  ; 
 Nor  raife  fo  Ivgh  my  cheerful  vc'.cs 
 As  thy  forgiving  love. 
 
 C  Thus,  till  my  lad  expiring  day, 
 ITi  blefs  my  God  and  King  ; 
 Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
 And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
Psalm  63. 
 
 jpfalm  LXIII.     Long  Metre.     [*J 
 
 'Tee  Live  tf  Gctf  and  Lis   IVorfotp. 
 
 GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  *r 
 Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  \ 
 The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name 
 Stand  all  eiigag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 
 
 2  Thou  great  and  good?  thou  juft  and  wife, 
 Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 
 
 And  I  am  thine,  by  facred  ties, 
 
 Thy  fon,  thy  fervant,  bought  with  blood 
 
 3  With  heart  and  eyes  and  lifted  hands* 
 For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
 
 As  travellers,  in  thirily  lands, 
 Long  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 
 
 4  With  early  feet,  I  will  appear 
 Among  thy  faints,  and  leek  thy  face  ;' 
 Give  me  to  vzz  thy  glory  there, 
 
 And  tafte  the  richnefs  of  thy  grace. 
 
 5  Not  all,  by  worldly  men  poileiVd, 
 Not  all  the  joys  our  fenfes  know, 
 Can  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
 Or  raife  my  cheerful  pailions  fo. 
 
 6  I'll  lift  my  hand?,  FI1  raife  my  voice, 
 Whilft  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  5 
 This  work  {hall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
 And  well  employ  my  future  days. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 jpfalm  LXIII.     Short  Metre.      [fcj 
 
 Delight  in   Divine    iVorJolp. 
 
 MY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
 With  joy  to  call  thee  mine  'r 
 And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
 To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 
 H 
 
£6  Psalm  64. 
 
 2  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
 I  long  to  find  my  place  > 
 
 Tlly  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
 Ami  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 
 
 3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
 No  relifh  can  afford  ; 
 
 No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  thi~, 
 To  lerve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 
 
 4  To  thee  Til  lift  my  hands, 
 And  praife  thee  whilft  I  live  ; 
 
 Not  the  gay  fcencs  of  time  and  fenfe 
 Such  pure  delight  can  give. 
 
 5  Since  thou  haft:  been  my  help, 
 To  thee  my  fpirit  flies  ; 
 
 And  on  thy  watchful  Providence 
 My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
 
 6  The  lhiriow  of  thy  wings 
 My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ; 
 
 I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
 And  he  fupports  my  fteps. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  LXIV.     Six  Line  L.  M.     £*] 
 
 In   a    Tim;  cf  Irjurrtftlon. 
 
 OLORD,  to  our  requ^ft  erive  ear, 
 And  free  our  fouls  from  hoftile  fear  ; 
 For  crafty  men,  of  impious  mind, 
 (Their  powers  in  fecret  lepczue  combin'd) 
 With  factious  rage  their  plots  devife, 
 And  vent  their  malice,  mix'd  with  lies* 
 
 2  Behold  the  flaughter-breathing  throng, 
 Whet  like  a  fword  tueir  threat'ning  tongue* 
 And  bend  their  bows,  to  fhoot  their  darts 
 Againft  the  men  of  upright  hearts  : 
 
Psalm  65,  78 
 
 la  works  cf  mi.lchief  they  agree, 
 And  vainly  think  that  none  ihall  fee. 
 
 3  But,  wretches,  whither  will  ye  fly  ? 
 Behold  the  arrow  from  on  high 
 Defcends,  and  bears  upon  its  wing 
 The  wrath  of  heaven's  offended  Kirg  ! 
 Your  flanders  on  yourfclves  mall  fall, 
 Hated,  defpis'd,  and  fliunn'd  by  all. 
 
 4  The  world  ihall  then  God's  power  confefs, 
 His  wifdom,  love  and  righteoufnefs  -, 
 
 And  men  ihall  fee,  ivitth  rev^rezuj  thought, 
 The  wonders  that  his  hand  hr.th  wrought  -, 
 Whilft  all  ihall  own  his  dealings  juft, 
 The  righteous  in  jiis  name  mail  trull. 
 
 Tate  aud  Mzrrick,  united  and  varied. 
 
 JPfalm  LXV,  Firft  Part.  L.  M.    [*] 
 
 Public    JVcrfoif. 
 
 FOR  thee,  O  God,  cur  confiant  praife 
 In  Zion  waits,  thy  choien  feat : 
 Our  promis'd  altars  there  we'll  raife. 
 And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 
 
 7.  O  thou,  who  to  my  humble  prayer 
 Didil  always  bend  thy  liftening  ear, 
 .  To  thee  ihall  all  mankind  repair, 
 And  at  thy  gracious  throoe  appear. 
 
 3  Our  fins,  though  numberlefs,  in  vain 
 To  flop  thy  flowing  mercy  try ; 
 For  thou  wilt  purge  the  guilty  (lain, 
 And  warn  away  the  crimfon  dye. 
 
 4  Bled  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  plac'd, 
 Within  thy  facred  dwelling  lives  ; 
 Whiltt  we  at  humbler  diftance  taite 
 The  vail  delight  thy  worihip  gives. 
 
 TaT£. 
 
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 8  Psalm  65. 
 
 Pfalm  LXV.     Yirll  Part.    C.  M.    [$] 
 
 Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earthy  and  Sea. 
 
 TIS  by  thy  ftrengih  the  mountains  ftand, 
 God  of  eternal  .power  ; 
 The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
 And  tcmoeils  ceafe  to  roar. 
 
 2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening'  fhade 
 
 Succeftive  comforts  bring ; 
 Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvefl  glad, 
 Thy  flowers  adorn  the  fpring. 
 
 3  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
 
 Heaven,  air,  and  earth  are  thine  ; 
 When  clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  fhowers, 
 The  Author  is  divine. 
 
 4  Thofe  wandering  cifterns  in  the  flcy, 
 
 Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
 Whofe  watery  treafures  well  fupply 
 The  furrows  of  the  ground. 
 
 5  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
 
 And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
 Thy  ways  abound  with  bleffings  flill, 
 Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PMlWLXV.     Sec.  Part.    CM.     C*J 
 
 Fiuiiful  Seaj'ons. 
 
 ("^1  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
 JT   Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  y 
 Vifits  the  paftures  every  Spring, 
 And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 
 2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  raised  on  high. 
 Pour  out,  at  thy  command, 
 Their  wat'ry  bleflings  from  the  fky, 
 To  cheer  the  thirity  land. 
 
Psalm  65.  So 
 
 §  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 
 Permit  the  corn  to  fpring ; 
 The  vallies  rich  provifion  yield, 
 The  grateful  labourers  fing. 
 
 4  The  little  hills  on  every  fide 
 
 Rejoice  at  falling  fhov/ers  ; 
 The  meadows  drefs'd,  in  ail  thek  pr^ie, 
 Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 
 
 5  The  barren  clods,  refrefh'd  with  rain, 
 
 Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
 The  fields,  with  verdure  fill'd,  again 
 Revive  the  reaper's  hope, 
 
 6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 
 
 How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
 The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs, 
 And  ihcpherds  fhout  thy  praife. 
 
 Wati  s. 
 
 l$tid\\\  LXV.  Sec.  Part.  LongMcirc.  m 
 
 A    Mw    Vetftyn. 
 
 THY  praife,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits  •, 
 All  flcft  (hall  crowd  thy  facred  gates, 
 To  offer  facrifice  and  prayer, 
 And  pay  their  willing  homage  there. 
 -2  What  though  iniquity  prevail, 
 And  feeble  fleih  be  prone  to  fail  ; 
 Yet,  Lord,  thy  grace  thou  wilt  difplay* 
 And  purge  each  hateful  (tain  away. 
 
 3  Bled  is  the  man  approved  by  thee, 
 And  brought  thy  holy  courts  to  fee  1 
 Goodnefs,  immenfe  and  unconnn'd, 
 Khali  largely  iealt  his  longing  mind. 
 
 4  Great  God,  by  thy  almighty  hand 
 
 .v  eveilafting  mountains  itand  : 
 Hz 
 
90  Psalm  66. 
 
 And  every  itorm  and  every  flood 
 Obey  thy  all  commanding  nod. 
 
 5  Thy  ligKtnings,  flaming  through  the  fkieSj 
 Fill  the  wide  earth  with  fad  furprife  \ 
 But,  cheer'd  by  thy  enliv'ning  voice, 
 Rifing  and  fetting  funs  rejoice. 
 
 6  From  thy  vaft  inexhauflcd  (lores, 
 The  eartn  is  bleft  with  kindly  mowers  \ 
 And  lavage  wilds  and  defarts  drear 
 Confefs  thee,  Father  of  the  year. 
 
 7  The  flocks  which  graze  the  mountain's  brow, 
 The  corn  which  clothes  eke  plains  below, 
 To  every  heart  new  tranfports  bring, 
 
 And  hills  and  vales  rejoice  and  fing. 
 
 Jacob  KimbjN  ;. 
 
 Jpfalm  LXVI.     Firft  Part.    CM.    [*] 
 
 Diving  Poiucr   and  Gcodiffs. 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 
 Addrefs  a  cheerful  fong ; 
 Let  gratitude  infpire  your  mirth, 
 And  joy  the  notes  prolong. 
 2  Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
 How  glorious  are  his  vfrays  I 
 In  Mofe?  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
 The  fea  his  voice  obeys, 
 j  He  made  the  ebbing  chaniu  1 
 
 Whilft  Ifrael  pafs'd  the  flood  ; 
 The  tribes  beheld,  with  wondeiing  eye, 
 A  guardian  in  their  Gcd. 
 4  O  blefs  the  Lord,  and  never  ceafe  j 
 Ye  faints  fulfil  his  praife  ; 
 fie  kesps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
 And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 
 
Psalm  66,  6j.  q% 
 
 5  Lord,  thou  hail  prov'd  our  fuffering  fouls, 
 
 To  make  our  graces  fhine  ; 
 So  filver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
 The  thecal  to  refine. 
 
 6  Through  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 
 
 We  march  at  thy  command  ; 
 Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place, 
 By  thy  unerring  hand. 
 
 W> 
 
 JPfalm  LXVI.    Second  Part.   CM, 
 
 Fra'rje   to   Q  trig   Pr,ijcr. 
 
 NOW  ihal!  my  iblemn  vows  be  paid 
 To  that  Almighty  Power 
 Who  heard  the  long  requefts  I  made 
 In  my  diftrefsful  hour, 
 c  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart,  prepare 
 To  make  his  mercies  known  *, 
 Come  ye  who  love  my  God,  and  hear 
 The  wonders  he  hath  done. 
 
 3  If  fin  lay  eover'd  in  my  heart, 
 
 When  pralie  employ'd  my  tongue, 
 The  Lord  hath  {hewn  me  no  regard, 
 Nor  I  his  praiies  Tung. 
 
 4  But  God j  his  name  be  ever  bled, 
 
 Has  fct  my  ipirit  free  j 
 He  ne'er  rejected  my  requefl:, 
 Xor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 
 
 Jplaim  LX  VII.    Short  Man.      [J] 
 
 :rful  PrJrfe. 
 
 rip  O  blefs  thy  choien  race, 
 X     ip  n^ercy,  LoTd,  incline^ 
 And  caufe  the  brightness  oi  thy  face 
 O::  all  thy  church  tp  feme.  ' 
 
9^ 
 
 Psalm  63. 
 
 2  That  fo  thy  gracious  way 
 May  thro'  the  world  be  known  •, 
 
 Whilit  diitant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
 And  thy  falvation  own. 
 
 3  Let  all  the  nations  join 
 To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
 
 Let  the  whole  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
 To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 
 
 4  O  let  them  fhout  and  fing, 
 In  humble  pious  mirth  ; 
 
 For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
 Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 j^raimLXVUI.  F.Part.  6  Lire  L.  M.  [i>3 
 
 The   Jufiice  ar.d   Ccm^fieM   rf  Gud. 
 
 LET  God  arife  in  all  his  might, 
 And  put  his  enemies  to  {light : 
 As  fmoke'that  fought  to  cloud  the  Ikies, 
 before  the  riling  ternpeft  flies, 
 Or  wax  that  melts  before  the  fire, 
 Svo  ihall  his  fainting  foes  expire. 
 
 2  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
 Praife  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  } 
 He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  Iky, 
 His  name,  Jehovah,  founds  on  high  ; 
 Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fons  of  gtZC%% 
 Ye  faints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 
 
 3  The  widow  and  the  father Jefs 
 '    Fly  to  his  aid  in  (harp  dillrtfs  ; 
 
 In  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
 A  Judge  moil  juil,  a  Father  kino  *, 
 He  breaks  the  captive's  galling  chain, 
 And  prifooers  fee  the    g   l    j 
 
Psalm  6%. 93 
 
 4  His  wondrous  name  and  power  rehearfe, 
 His  honours  ihill  enrich  your  v. 
 Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bldt, 
 He'3  your  defence,  ycur  joy,  your  reft  : 
 When  terrors  rife  and  nations  faint, 
 God  is  the  ilrength  of  every  faint. 
 
 \V.\TT5. 
 
 j[c)falm  LXVIII.  ver.  1;,  1 8.  S.  PJL 
 
 Compared  with  Ephef.  iv.  8,  9,  10. 
 
 The   AfQLTJJion  c-f  Gbrifti  and  the  G'fl  (■/  kit   Sjirif. 
 
 LORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
 Ten  thoufand  angels  fuTd  the  flty  \ 
 Thofe  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
 Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ft  ate. 
 
 2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
 More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  -9 
 When  he  proclaimed  his  dreadful  law, 
 And  (truce  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 
 
 3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
 When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
 Which  thoufand  fouls  had  csptive  made$ 
 Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 
 
 4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
 He  fent  his  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
 With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  mtn, 
 That  God  might  dweli  on  earth  again. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 $?faim  LXVIII.  Third  Part.  L.  fiT&B 
 
 JP !r aife  for  Divine   Care  and  Goidi:^.. 
 
 "T7TTE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  jull,  the  good, 
 
 VV     Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  » 
 Who  pours  his  blelnngs  from  the  flues, 
 i^nd  loads  us  with  his  rich  (applies* 
 
94  Psalm  69. 
 
 2  He  fends  the  fun  his  circuit  round, 
 
 To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  •, 
 He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain 
 Refreih  the  thirity  earth  again. 
 
 3  To  his  kind  care  we  owe  cur  breath, 
 And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death  $ 
 Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 
 
 lie  heals  the  fick,  and  guards  the  ftrong. 
 
 4  His  own  right  hand  his  faints  fhall  raife 
 From  death's  dark  fhade  to  fing  his  praife  ', 
 And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
 
 To  fee  his  face,  and  tafte  his  love. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JjPfalm  LXIX.     Common  Metre.     [*3 
 
 Tbs    Obedience  a>id  Beat!)  of  ChriJ?. 
 
 FATHER,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
 I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
 He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
 And  bore  the  fmner's  fhame. 
 
 2  His  deep  diftrefs  hath  rais'd  us  high  ; 
 
 His  duty  and  his  zeal 
 Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke. 
 And  finifli'd  all  thy  will. 
 
 3  The  facrifice  he  offered  once 
 
 Has  better  pleas'd  my  God 
 Than  all  the  victims  of  the  law. 
 Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 
 
 4  This  (ball  his  humble  followers  fee, 
 
 And  fet  their  hearts  at  relt  ; 
 They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thes, 
 And  live  forever  bled. 
 
Psalm  69. 
 
 Let  heaven,  and  all  who  dwell  on  high, 
 
 To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
 While  lands  and  feas  afnft  the  fky, 
 
 And  join  t'  advance  the  praife. 
 Zion  is  thine,  mo  ft  holy  God, 
 
 Thy  Son  {hall  blefs  her  gates  ; 
 And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  death, 
 
 For  thy  own  Ifrael  waits. 
 
 Watt:,  alfer?..' 
 
 Jpfdim  LXIX.     Lcr.g  Metre. 
 
 Tke    Sujfer 'trigs    cf  CbriJ}. 
 
 DEEP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 
 The  forro\vs  of  our  dying  Lord  * 
 Behold  the  riling  biilctvs  roll, 
 To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 
 
 2  The  Jews,  his  brethren,  and  his  kin, 
 Abus'd  the  man  who  checkM  their  6 
 While  he  obey'd  God's  holy  laws, 
 They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 
 
 3  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  bre 
 While  hofts  of  hell  and  powers  of  d^ 
 And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join, 
 
 To  execute  their  vain  defigll. 
 
 4  For,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  lore 
 Have  made  the  curfe  a  ble fling  prove  , 
 Tho*  once  upon  the  crofs  he  bled, 
 Immortal  honours  crown  his  head, 
 
 5  Thro'  Chrift  thy  Son  cur  guilt  forgive, 
 And  let  the  mourning  (inner  live  ; 
 The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
 Nor  {hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  flume. 
 
 "Watts,  rattetfc 
 
g6  Psalm  70,  71. 
 
 1 
 
 Pfalm  LXX.     Common  Metre,      [>} 
 
 Protection   againjl   Enemies, 
 
 GREAT  God,  attend  my  humble  call, 
 Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
 O  let  thy  grace  prevent  my  fall, 
 And  (till  my  hope  fnftain. 
 
 2  When  foes  infulting  wound  my  name, 
 
 And  tempt  my  foul  aftray  ; 
 Then  let  them  hide  their  face  with  fhame, 
 To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 
 
 3  Whiift  all  who  love  thy  name  rejoice, 
 
 And  glory  in  thy  word, 
 In  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 
 To  magnify  the  Lord. 
 
 4  Be  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 
 
 To  thee,  O  Lord,  i  pray  \ 
 In  mercy  haften  to  njy  aid, 
 Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 
 
 B/. : 
 
 Pfalm  LXXI.     FirftPart.    CM.     [fl 
 
 Old  Agey  Death t  and  the  Rjunettion. 
 
 TV  /T  Y  God,  my  everiafting  hope, 
 JlVx    I  hve  upon  thy  truth  ; 
 
 Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up> 
 And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
 
 2  New  wonders,  Lord,  my  eyes  have  fcea 
 
 With  each  revolving  year  \ 
 Thou  know*ft  the  days  which  yet  remain, 
 I  truft  them  to  thy  care. 
 
 3  Wilt  thou  for  fake  my  hoary  hairs, 
 
 And  leave  my  fainting  heart  : 
 
Psalm  71.  57 
 
 Who  fhall  fuftain  my  finking  years, 
 If  God  my  (Irength  depart  ? 
 
 ;  Down  to  the  fdent  vale  of  death 
 Will  be  my  next  remove  •, 
 O  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
 Declare  thy  wondrous  love. 
 
 5  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
 
 To  the  fuiviving  age  ; 
 And  leave  a  favour  oi  thy  name 
 When  I  fhall  quit  the  flage. 
 
 6  By  long  experience  I  have  known 
 
 Thy  fovereign  power  to  fave  ; 
 At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
 Securely  to  the  grave. 
 
 7  When  I  am  buried  in  the  duft, 
 
 My  fleih  fhall  be  thy  care  ; 
 Thefe  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  truft, 
 To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 JpJfalm  LXXl.  Second  Part.  C.M~[#3 
 
 Cbtijl  our    Strength   and   Righteoufnrfs. 
 
 MY  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
 When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
 Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
 The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
 
 2  Thou  art  my  everlafling  truft, 
 
 Thy  goodnefs  i  adore  •, 
 And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  fir  ft, 
 1  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 
 
 3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 
 
 Of  the  celeftial  road, 
 And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength 
 To  fee  my  Father,  God. 
 I 
 
' 
 
 cjS  Psalm  ji. 
 
 4  When  I  am  fill'd  with,  fhame  and  grief 
 For  fome  remains  of  fin, 
 Thy  promifes  (hall  bring  relief, 
 And  give  me  peace  within. 
 
 c;  How  will  my  lip's  rejoice  to  tell 
 The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
 My  foul,  redeemed  from  fin  and  hell, 
 Shall  thy  falvation  fing. 
 
 6  My  tongue  (lull  all  the  day  proclaim 
 My  Saviour's  dying  blood  ; 
 His  death  has  brought  my  fofcs  to  fhame, 
 And  made  my  peace  with  God. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 pfalm  LXXII.    Firft  Part.    L.  Mi    [# 
 
 Tbi  Kingdom   of  Cbrijl. 
 
 CI  RE  AT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
 T   All  heav'n  reveres,  all  worlds  obey, 
 Now  make  the  Saviour's  glory  known, 
 Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
 
 2  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
 Angels  fubmit  to  his  commands  ; 
 His  juttice  fhall  proteft  the  poor, 
 And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 
 
 ^  With  power  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
 And  treads  th'  oppreffor  in  the  duft ; 
 His  righteous  government  fhall  laft, 
 Till  days  and  years  and  time  be  part. 
 
 4  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
 The  (hades  of  over  fpreading  death, 
 Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
 And  defarts  bloffom  at  the  fight. 
 
Psalm  72.  99 
 
 5  The  faints  fliall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
 Drcft  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praife  -9 
 Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
 Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 jjpfalm  LXXII.  Second  Part.  L.  M.  M 
 
 The   King  Jem   cf  Chrij}. 
 
 JESUS  fhall  reign,  where'er  the  fun 
 Does  his  fucceffive  journies  run  ; 
 His  kingdom  ftretch  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
 Till  moons  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more, 
 
 2  Through  him  fhall  endlefs  prayers  be  naade^ 
 And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
 His  name,  like  fweet  perfume,  fliall  rife 
 With  every  daily  faenfice. 
 
 3  From  north  to  fouth  mail  princes  meet* 
 To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
 And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word, 
 Submit  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 
 
 4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
 Dwell  on  his  love,  with  grateful  fong  \ 
 And  infant  voices  fliall  proclaim 
 Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 
 
 5  Bleffings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
 The  prifoner  leaps  to  lofe  his  chains  \ 
 The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 
 
 And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 
 
 6  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power, 
 The  fling  of  death  is  known  no  more  \ 
 In  him  the  fons  of  Adam  boaft 
 More  bleffings  than  their  father  loft, 
 
ioo  Psalm  72. 
 
 7  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring 
 Peculiar  honours  to  our  King ; 
 Angels  defcend  with  fangs  again, 
 And  earth  repeat  the  long  Ar,wn. 
 
 Watt?,  altered. 
 
 jPfaltp  LXXH.  Third  Part.  L.  M.  [*] 
 
 Dirj':r.e   Influence  comtutfi  to   Rain. 
 
 VS  mowers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
 Our  God  (hall  fend  his  Spirit  down  \ 
 iuernal  Source  of  grace  divine, 
 What  foul-refrefhing  drops  are  thine  ! 
 
 2  Lands  which  beneath  a  burning  fky 
 Have  long  been  defolate  and  dry, 
 Th'  effufions  of  his  love  mall  fhare, 
 And  fudden  life  and  verdure  wear* 
 
 3  The  dews  afid  rains  in  all  their  liorc, 
 Watering  the  pnitures  o'er  and  o'er, 
 Are  not  fo  copious  as  that  grace 
 Which  fanclifies  and  faves  our  race. 
 
 4  As  in  foft  filence,  vernal  fhowers 
 Defcend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers  % 
 So  in  the  fecrecy  of  lore, 
 
 Falls  the  bleft  influence  from  above. 
 
 5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find, 
 In  holy  filence  of  the  mind  ; 
 
 Whilfl  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
 DifFufing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 
 
 <5  Nor  let  thefe  bleiTings  be  confinM 
 To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind  •, 
 Till  all  the  waites  in  verdure  rife, 
 And  a  pew  Eden  biefs  our  eyes. 
 
 Rirp«j.\'i  Cuilt^v 
 
Psalm   73.  ici 
 
 "  Pfaim  LXXIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 D*M£ 
 
 LORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I, 
 To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine  ; 
 "    To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  en  high, 
 And  pride  in  robes  of  honour  mine. 
 
 2  To  fathom  this,  my  thoughts  I  bent, 
 But  found  the  cafe  too  hard  for  me  -7 
 Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went, 
 Then  I  their  end  did  plainly  fee. 
 
 3  However  high  advane'd,  they  all 
 On  ilippery  places  loofely  {land  ; 
 Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 
 Cad  down  by  thine  almighty  hand. 
 
 4  Their  fancied  joys,  how  faft  they  flee  ! 
 Tuft  like  a  dream,  when  man  awakes  ; 
 Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony 
 
 Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
 
 5  But  fl ill  thy  prefence  me  fupplied, 
 And  thy  right  hand  directs  my  wav  ; 
 Thy  counieis,  Lord,  ihall  be  my  guide 
 To  realms  of  peace  and  endlefs  day. 
 
 Watts  and  Tate. 
 
 ii>falm  LXXIII.     Common  Metre.     IC 
 
 GcJ  iur   P 
 
 GOD,  my  fupporter  and  my  hope, 
 My  help  forever  near  ; 
 Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
 When  finking  in  defpair. 
 
 2  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  fliall  guide  my  feet 
 1  hrough  this  dark  wildernefs  ; 
 Thv  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat. 
 To  dwell  before  thy  face. 
 I  z 
 
j 02  Psalm   74. 
 
 j  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 
 T  would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
 And  win  lit  thus  earth  is  my  abode, 
 I  lon^  for  none  but  thee. 
 
 4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke, 
 
 And  flerti  and  heart  fuould  faint  I 
 God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
 The  Itrength  of  every  faint. 
 
 5  Behold,  the  finners  who  remove 
 
 Far  from  thy  prefence,  die  \ 
 Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
 Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 
 
 6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
 
 Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
 My  tongue  jthall  found  thy  works  abroad, 
 And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Ipfahn  LXX1V.  ver.  12,  17.  cm,  m 
 
 Di'uir.s   Providence. 
 
 PARENT  of  nature,  GOD  fupreme, 
 Thy  works  are  great  and  good  *, 
 AH  nature  manifefts  thy  name, 
 The  iky,  the  earth,  the  flood. 
 
 2  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 
 
 The  dark  return  of  night ; 
 Thou  haft  prepar'd  the  fun  to  fl^ine, 
 And  every  feebler  light. 
 
 3  By  thee  each  region  of  th*  earth 
 
 In  perfect  order  flands  •, 
 The  glowing  fouth,  the  frozen  north 
 Obey  thy  £x/d  command*. 
 
Psalm  75,  163 
 
 4  Thou  didft  divide  th'  Egyptian  fc«, 
 
 By  thy  rehfdefs  might  3 
 To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrc.;;  wpjg 
 And  then  fecure  their  flight. 
 
 5  At  thy  command,  the  folid  rock 
 
 Pour'd  water  from  its  fide  *, 
 And  thou  didft  lead  thy  phoferi  flock 
 Through  Jordan's  parting  tide. 
 
 6  If  nature  owns  its  fovereign  Lord, 
 
 We  would  obey  thy  \v\\\  *, 
 And  whiiil  we  trull   thy  faithful  word, 
 We  fing  thy  praifes  ttilL 
 
 W.\ttj  and  Tate,  with  Variation  and  Addition. 
 
 PfallJt  LXXV.     Long  Metre.     t« 
 
 Poj*tr  cf  Government  from    God  alone. 
 
 (Applied  to  the  American  Revolution,) 
 
 TJ  thee,  mod  holy  and  mod  thigh, 
 We  render  thanks,  and  fing  thy  praiiii ; 
 Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
 Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 
 
 2  To  bondage  doom'd,  thy  free-born  fons 
 Beheld  their  foes  indignant  rife  ; 
 
 And,  fore  oppreiVd  by  earthly  thrones, 
 Appeal'd  to  him  who  rules  the  fides. 
 
 3  Then,  mighty  God,  with  equal  power 
 Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
 To  drive  their  legions  from  our  fhore, 
 And  five  the  men  who  fought  thy  face. 
 
 4  Let  haughty  princes  fink  their  pride, 
 Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  ; 
 But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
 And  own  the  powers  which  God  has  made. 
 
104  Psalm  76. 
 
 5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
 Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  ; 
 But  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
 Tis  he  that  lays  another  low. 
 
 6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 
 Shall  raife  a  tyrant  to  the  throne; 
 Th*  impartial  Sovereign  of  the  earth 
 Will  make  the  rights  of  men  be  known, 
 
 7  His  hand  will  yet  uphold  the  juft, 
 And  whilft  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
 And  lays  their  glory  in  the  dull, 
 Our  lips  (hall  fing  his  p  raife   aloud. 
 
 Altered  from  Watts. 
 
 } 
 
 Pfalm  LXXVI.   Ccimncn  Metre.  \%  cr  bl 
 
 Gcd's  guardian    Care  for   his   People. 
 
 IN  Judah.  God  of  old  was*  known, 
 His  name  in  Ifrael  great ; 
 In  Salem  flood  his  facred  throne, 
 And  Sion  was  his  feat. 
 
 2  From  Sion  went  Ins  dreadful  word, 
 
 And  broke  the  threat'ning  bow  ; 
 The  fpear,  the  arrow,  and  the  fword, 
 And  crufh'd  th*  AiTyrian  foe. 
 
 3  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  chvi 
 
 But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
 The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells, 
 Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
 
 4  What  power  can  ft  and  before  thy  fight, 
 
 When  once  thy 'wrath  appears? 
 When  heaven  {hmes  round  with  dreadful  lighfo 
 The  earth  lies  frill  and  fears. 
 
Psalm  77.  105 
 
 5   When  God,  by  his  own  fovereign  grac*:, 
 Appears  to  fave  th'  oppreiVd  j 
 The  wrath  of  man  {hall  work  his  pr2 
 And  he'll  relham  the  reft- 
 
 WTatti 
 
 pfaim  lxxvii.    c*wm^  Aft**** 
 
 dm  fort  ckrhcJ  from  anc'ant     • 
 
 WHEN  overwhelmed  with  pain  and  p 
 Beneath  thy  chailenmg  rod  s 
 Deprived  of  comfort  and  reik 
 We  look  to  ihee,  our  Gcri. 
 
 2  Wilt  thou  forever  cad  us  o#2 
 
 And  will  thy  wrath  prevail  ? 
 Haft  thou  forgot  thy  tender  love  ? 
 And  will  thy  promhe  fail  ? 
 
 3  But  faith  forbids  this  honelefs  thought. 
 
 And  checks  this  doubting  frame ; 
 We  know  the  works  thy  hand  has  wrougtij 
 Thy  hand  is  lull  the  fame. 
 
 4  Long  did  tbe  fens  of  Jacob  lie^ 
 
 By  Egypt's  yoke  opprcfs'd.j 
 Did  ft  thou  refills  to  hear  .their  cvy> 
 And  give  thy  people  reft  ? 
 
 5  In  thine  own  way,  thy  choien  flieep 
 
 Muft  hear  thy  mighty  call ; 
 Muft  venture  through  the  parted  deep, 
 Befide  the  liquid  wall. 
 
 6  Strange  was  their  journey  through  the  lea* 
 
 A  path  before  unknown  ! 
 Terrors  attend  their  wondrous  way, 
 But  mercy  leads  them  cm 
 
io6  Psalm  78. 
 
 7  Tho'  tracklefs  waves  of  ocean  hide 
 Thy  footfteps  from  our  fight, 
 We'll  follow  where  thy  hand  ihall  guide, 
 For  thou  wilt  lead  us  right. 
 
 Altered  from  Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  LXXVIIl.  FirftPart:  £.M.fjor^ 
 
 Religious   Education   of  Children. 
 
 GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law, 
 Devout  attention  lend  ; 
 Let  the  inftruftions  of  my  mouth 
 Beep  in  your  heart  defcend. 
 
 2  My  tongue  by  infpiration  taught, 
 
 Shall  parables  unfold  ; 
 Dark  oracles,  but  underftood, 
 And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  : 
 
 3  Which  we  from  facred  regifters 
 
 Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
 And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
 To  us  have  handed  down. 
 
 4  Let  children  learn  the  mighty  deed* 
 
 Which  God  perform'd  of  old  •, 
 Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
 And  which  our  fathers  told. 
 
 5  Our  lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  fons, 
 
 And  they  ^gain  to  theirs  ; 
 That  generations  yet  unborn 
 May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 
 
 (5  Thus  (hall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
 Their  hope  fecurely  (lands  \ 
 That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
 But  practife  his  commands. 
 
 T.\Tr  and  Wai 
 
Psalm  78,  79.  107 
 
 pfttlm  LXXVIII.    Second  Part.  CM. 
 Ver.  19,  20.     [j&ort>] 
 
 A  'Tabic  in  the  Wilderncfs. 
 
 AIvENT  of  univerfal  good, 
 We  own  thy  bounteous  hand  % 
 Which  did  lb  rich  a  table  fpread, 
 E'en  in  a  defart  land. 
 
 2  Struck  by  thy  power,  the  flinty  rocks 
 
 .  In  guihing  torrents  flow ; 
 The  feather'd.  wanderers  of  the  air 
 Thy  guiding  in.ftincT  know. 
 
 3  From  pregnant  clouds,  at  thy  command, 
 
 Defcends  celeltial  bread  ; 
 And  by  light  drops  of  pearly  dew 
 Are  numerous  armies  fed. 
 
 4  Supported  thus,  thins  Ifrael  march'dj 
 
 The  promis'd  land  to  gain  ; 
 And  fhall  thy  children  now  begin 
 To  feek  their  God  in  vain  ? 
 
 5  Are  all  thy  ftores  exhaufted  now  ? 
 
 Or  does  thy  mercy  fail  ? 
 That  faith  {hould  languifh  -in  our  breaft* 
 And  anxious. care  prevail? 
 
 6  Ye  bafe  unworthy  fears,  be  gone* 
 
 And  wide  difperfe  in  air  ; 
 For  we  deferve  our  Father's  rod, 
 When  we  diftrull  his  care. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 £>ralm  LXXIX.     Long  Metre.      [fl 
 
 the  Devajlathn  of  War. 
 
 BEHOLD,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes 
 Our  peaceful  heritage  invade; 
 
IPS PoALM    Sc. 
 
 Their  lawiefa  tribute  they  impofe, 
 And  in  the  dull  our  touns  are  laid. 
 
 2  To  rav'nous  birds,  onr  flefh  they  gave, 
 Slaughter'd  on  fields,  with  erimfon  dy'd  ; 
 The  cheap  indulgence  of  a  grave 
 
 Is  by  inhuman  foes  deny'd. 
 
 3  How  long,  O  Lord,  {hall  we  endure  ? 
 Wilt  thou  not  hear  the  c;:p:rve?s  cry  ? 
 Refcue,  by  thine  ai mighty  power, 
 
 The  trembling  wretch,  condemned  to  die, 
 
 4  Remember  rot  our  former  gtLih, 
 l^ut  favc  us  by  thy  boundiefs  gr..re  ; 
 Then  (hail  our  vaiies  again  be  built, 
 And  all  our  mouths  be  liil'd  with  praife. 
 
 Altcrtd  from  Barlov. 
 
 P&lttl  LXXX.     Long  Metre.      [•,} 
 
 The    Vineyard  of  God  laid  m\iRc. 
 
 GREAT  Shepherd" of  thine  Ilraer, 
 Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwrll, 
 And  l-ead  the   tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
 Safe  thro*  the  dtfart  and  the  deep: 
 
 3  Thy  church  deferred  now  appears  ; 
 Shine  from  oil  nigh,  difpel  our  fears  ; 
 Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reiiore, 
 Wc  (hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 
 
 3  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand 
 A  lovely  vi^e  in  this  our  land  ? 
 Bid  not  tr  y  power  defend  it  round, 
 And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 
 
 ^  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  moot, 
 And  bids  thy  people  "with  its  fruit? 
 But  wow,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
 ~>  y  mourning  vine,  thv_  lovely  tree  t 
 
Psalm  8i.  109 
 
 ;  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
 Why  are  its  fences  thus  laid  wade  ? 
 Its  fruit  expos'd  be  fide  the  way, 
 To  each  rapaciou*  hand  a  prey  ? 
 
 6  Return,  O  God,  thy  face  incline  ; 
 Return,  and  vifit  this  thy  vine  ; 
 Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  face  difplay, 
 And  grief  and  fear  fLali  fly  away. 
 
 Watts  and  Mzr.r.ic:;. 
 
 Pfalm  LXXXI.     Short  Metre,     f-] 
 
 Spiritual  BlcJJlr.g:  and  Punijhmenl:* 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
 And  make  a  joyful  noife  : 
 God  is  our  ftrerigth,  our  Saviour  God, 
 Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 
 
 "  From  vile  idolatry 
 11  Preferve  my  worfhip  clean  ; 
 "  I  am  the  Lordj  who  fet  thee  free 
 1  From  flavery  and  fin. 
 
 3   "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 
 "  And  Pll  fupply  them  well  ; 
 But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  God, 
 "  If  Ifrael  will  rebel, 
 
 j.  u  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 
 11  To  their  own  luits^a  prey; 
 And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  vcad, 
 11  '  Fis  their  own  chofen  way. 
 
 "  Yet,  O  that  all  my  faints 
 "  Would  hearken  to  my  voice ; 
 Soon  would  1  eafe  their  fore  compb 
 "  And  make  their  hearts  rejoice, 
 
Psalm  £-. 
 
 6  «  Whilit  I  cleftrpy  tlieir  foes, 
 
 "  IM  richly  feed  my  fl 
 u  And  th'jy  mould  r .  eafii  that  flows 
 
 "  From  their  eternal  Rock." 
 
 Watts. 
 
 flpfaim  LXXXIL      CtikHMtoJ  Aftfr*.      M 
 
 OD  in  the  great  aSlmbly  itand?r 
 
 JJT    And,  with  impartial  c; 
 .Beholds  how  rulers  ufc  their  power, 
 '  dce3  their  actions  try. 
 
 ;ns,  and  right  prevail?. 
 The  jfwdge  their  virfiiie  loves  ; 
 Cut  wlicii  iniquity  abounds-, 
 •  deeds  he  dlfapr3rt5v£& 
 
 3  The  faithful  voice  of  confcicnce  fpe 
 
 In  Glence  to  tlieir  ffiind  •, 
 c<  ih  will  ye  ur.jUitly  judge, 
 
 fmikfrs  kind  ? 
 
 4  "  Protetl  the  nitrobJe,  help  the  poor, 
 
 "  The  fetherlefs  defend  f 
 *{  Dare,  not  the  widow  to  opprefs, 
 "  And  be  the  fuffereVS  friend. 
 
 j  M  Remember,  though  your  feat  Is  hi 
 M  Your  title  Gods  on  earth, 
 #<  Tour  heads  muft  in  the  grave  be  lakL 
 M  Like  men  of  humble  birth. 
 
 \X  public  acls  and  private  deeds 
 "  Will  into  judgment  come  ; 
 *c  And  from  my  lips  mull  each  receive 
 M  The  moft  impartial  doom," 
 
Psalm  S3,  84,  11  i 
 
 e,  O  God,  thy  facre<l  truth 
 Thro'  all  the  earth  difplay  ; 
 Till  every  nation  (hall  beheld 
 And  own  thy  righteous  iVey. 
 
 Altered  from  Tatc. 
 
 PfeJm  LXXXill.     Short  Metre.      [>] 
 
 CorttHaint  figptnft   Perftcu*ois* 
 
 AND  will  the  God  of  grace 
 Perpetual  {ilencc  keep, 
 When  bloody  men,  more  fierce  than  wolves* 
 Devour  his  harrnlefs  fheep  ? 
 
 2  Againft  thy  feeble  flock 
 Their  counfels  they  employ  ; 
 
 And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye 
 Purfues  them,  to  deftroy. 
 
 3  "  Come,  let  us  join,  they  fay* 
 "  To  extirpate  the  race  ; 
 
 p  Till  daik  oblivion  fhall  prevail, 
 "  Their  memory  to  dfact." 
 
 4  Awake,  Almighty  God, 
 And  difappoint  their  aim  ; 
 
 Make  them  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 
 Or  Hubble  to  the  flume. 
 
 5  Then  mall  the  nations  know 
 That  glorious,  faithful  word, 
 
 u  No  human  counfels  or  device 
 «  Can  Hand  againft  the  Lord." 
 
 Altered  fr<    - 
 
 pfalm  LXXXIV.     Lung  Metre.      [«] 
 
 The  PUa/urt  cf  Public    '.Vctjbif. 
 
 C^  RE  AT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  Rngs 
 J   The  joy  that  from  thy  pi\  fence  fpr'ings ; 
 
in  Psalm  84. ___ 
 
 To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
 L:;cL'cds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 
 
 '2  The  fparrow  choofes  where  to  reft, 
 And  for  her  young  provides  a  nefl  *, 
 But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
 Thofe  pleasures  which  his  children  want  ? 
 
 3  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  place 
 Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace  ; 
 Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
 Should  tempt  me  to  defert  thy  door. 
 
 l\   God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
 God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  way 
 From  all  th'  aflaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
 From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 
 
 5  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
 And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
 He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
 No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 
 
 6  Bled  are  the  men,  whofe  ftedfaft  mind 
 To  Zion's  gate  is  ftill  inclin'd  ; 
 
 God  is  their  flrength,  and  through  the  road 
 They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 
 
 7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrengthj 
 Till  all  fliall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  *, 
 Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
 
 And  join  in  nobler  worihip  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfalmLXXXIV,  FirftPart.  CM.  [*] 
 
 Delight   in   Divine    Ordinances. 
 
 T*  /jfY  heart  and  flefh  cry  out  for  thee, 
 JLVjL   While  far  from  thine  abode ; 
 When  (hall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 
 My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 
 
Psalm  84.  113 
 
 2  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
 
 And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
 Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  employ' J 
 In  fin's  voluptuous  joys. 
 
 3  Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  would  I 
 
 The  meaneil  office  take, 
 Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 
 My  fplendid  dwelling  make. 
 
 4  For  God,  who  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
 
 Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
 And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
 From  them  who  juftly  live. 
 
 5  O  God,  whom  heavenly  hofts  obey, 
 
 How  highly  bled  is  h^, 
 Whofe  hope  and  trail,  fecutely  plac'd, 
 Are  (till  repos'd  on  thee  ! 
 
 6  O  could  I  o'er  the  fpacious  land 
 
 And  fea  extend  my  fw 
 For  one  bleit  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
 I'd  give  them  both  away. 
 
 Ta  te  and  Wa  : 
 
 g)fftlm  LXXXIV.  Sec.  Part.  C.  M.  &« 
 
 Delight   in    Divine    Ordinances* 
 
 LORD,  how  worthy  of  our  love 
 Is  tli  ful  place, 
 
 Vvrhere  we  can  meet  to  pray  and  hear 
 Thy  word  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
 
 2  Our  longing  foul  faints  with  dchre 
 To  tread  that  bleft  abode  ; 
 Our  panting  heart  and  fie  fa  cry  out 
 For  thee,  the  living  G^~. 
 
 K2 
 
ii4  Psalm   84. 
 
 3  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  flcies 
 
 His  faving  power  difplays, 
 And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eye9, 
 With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 
 
 4  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  we, 
 
 Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
 
 ircly  there  they  build,  a«d  there 
 Securely  hatch  their  young. 
 
 5  Thrice  happy  they  whofe  choice  has  thee 
 
 Their  fure  protection  made  ! 
 Who  love  to  tread  the  facred  ways 
 Which  to  thy  temple  lead. 
 
 6  Thus  they  proceed  by  various  fteps, 
 
 And  dill  approach  more  near, 
 Till  all  on  Zion's  heavenly  mount, 
 Before  their  God  appear. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  with  Variation^ 
 
 ]9falttl  LXXXIV.  Hallelujah  Metre.  [*Q 
 
 The   P Luf are   of  Public    Worfoip. 
 
 X    ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
 tiow  pleafant  and  how  fair 
 The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
 Thy  earthly  temples  are  ! 
 
 To  thine  abode,  My  heart  afpir?^ 
 
 With  warm  defues,      To  fee  my  God. 
 
 The  fparrow  for  her  young, 
 With  plenfure  fecks  a  neft, 
 And  wand'ring  fwallows  long 
 To  find  their  wonted  reft  ; 
 
 With  touil  zeal,  Lord  I  would  wait, 
 
 lifi  thy  gate,         And  with  thee  dwell, 
 
 To  fpend  on:  facred  day 
 Where  God  and  faints  ftbidej 
 
Psalm   S$.  115 
 
 Affords  diviner  joy 
 
 Than  thoufand  days  bef:de  ; 
 
 Where  God  re  forts,     1  love  it  more 
 To  keep  the  door         Than  (hine  in  courts. 
 4  O  happy  fouls  that  pray 
 
 Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ; 
 
 ()  happy  men  that  pay 
 
 Their  conftant  fervice  there  ! 
 
 They  praife  thee  (till,    And  happy  they, 
 Who  find  the  way         To  Zion's  hill. 
 ey  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength, 
 
 Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
 
 Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
 
 Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 
 
 O  glorious  feat  !  When  God  our  King 
 
 Shall  thither  bring       Our  willing  feet  ! 
 
 V.vTTS. 
 
 ■ilVi  LXXXV.    Ctmitwn  Metre,     [;j 
 
 Prayer  for   Public   DeUveratue, 
 
 THY  favour,  gracious  Lord,  difplay 
 Which  we  have  long  implor'd  \ 
 :  for  thy  wondrous  mercy's  fake, 
 Thy  heavenly  aid  afford. 
 
 2  Thine  anfwer  patiently  we'll  wait, 
 
 For  thou  with  glad  ftfecefs, 
 If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn; 
 mourning  faints  wilt  bl 
 
 3  To  thofe  who  fear  thy  holy  name, 
 
 Is  thy  falvation  ncq:  ; 
 And  in  its  .former  happy  ft  ate, 
 Our  nation  (hall  appear. 
 
 4  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  jc:n\l, 
 
 And  righteoufzxeis  With  peace  5 
 
!i6  Psalm  85. 
 
 Thofe  kind  companions,  abfent  long, 
 With  friendly  arms  embrace. 
 
 5  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  faired  flower* 
 
 Shall  fpring  and  bloom  around  ; 
 And  jultice,  from  her  heavenly  feat, 
 Behold  and  blefs  the  ground. 
 
 6  The  Lord  will  on  our  land  beftow 
 
 Whatever  thing  is  good  ; 
 The  foil  in  plenty  jhall  produce 
 Her  fruits  to  be  our  food. 
 
 7  Before  him  righteoufnefs  fhall  go, 
 
 And  his  juit  path  prepare  ; 
 
 Whilft  we  his  facred  fleps  purfue 
 
 With  conitani  zeal  and  care. 
 
 Mii-ton  and  T 
 
 JPfalill  LXXXV.     Long  Metre.     [.'§1 
 
 o.y/v  iii;n    by    CLr'.jl. 
 
 SALVATION  is  forever  nigh 
 The  fouls  who  fear  and  trait  the  Lord  •, 
 And  grace,  defcending  from  en  high, 
 The  hope  of  glory  (bail  afford. 
 
 2  Mercy  and  truth  en  earth  are  met, 
 Since  Chrift  the  Lord  c:;mc  down  from  hea 
 By  his  obedience  fo  complete, 
 Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  giv*n. 
 
 3  Now  truth  and  virtue  (ball  abo 
 Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
 And  heavenly  influence  blefs  the  gt< 
 In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  r 
 
 4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before, 
 To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  ; 
 Our  wandering  feet  (hall  fcray  no  more, 
 put  mark  his  (teps,  and  keep  the  road. 
 
 Watts 
 
Psalm  86,  87.  117 
 
 J2>faim  LXXXVI.    Common  Metre. 
 (See  Hymn  LIV.) 
 
 The   Greainefs   and   GocJnefs    of  G  J. 
 
 AMONG  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 
 O  Lord,  alone  divine  ; 
 Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
 Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 
 
 2  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 
 
 All  nations  (hall  adore  ; 
 Their  long  mifguided  prayers,  and  praife 
 To  thy  great  name  rellore. 
 
 3  All  fhall  confefs  thee  great,  and  great 
 
 The  wonders  thou  hail  clone  ; 
 They  mall  confefs  thee  God  fupreme, 
 Confefs  thee  God  alone. 
 
 4  Not  only  great,  but  good  thou  art, 
 And  ready  to  forgive  ; 
 
 Thy  mercy  hears  the  penitent, 
 
 And  bids  the  firmer  live. 
 To  my  repeated,  humble  prayer, 
 
 O  Lord,  attentive  be  ; 
 In  trouble,  I  on  thee  will  call, 
 
 For  thou  wilt  anfwtr  me. 
 
 5  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 
 Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  •, 
 
 Refrefli  thy  fervant's  foul,  whofe  hopes 
 On  thee  alone  def 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  with  Alteration. 
 
 j^falm  LXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Tbs   Cburcb  tie   Bptb-PUct  of  S* 
 
 (On  opening  a  new  place  of  wcrflup.) 
 \    ND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
 £~JL  On  earth  eftabhih  his  abode  ? 
 
fiS  Psalm    88. 
 
 And  will  he,  fjfpn  .:iant  thrci::, 
 
 Avow  our  tempi  eg  us  i 
 
 2  We  bring  the  tribute  cf  cur  praife, 
 And  6ng  th.it  condefc  iace 
 
 Which  to  our  notes  will  h.nd  an  I 
 And  cal!  t  ils  ::ear. 
 
 1  Our  Father's  watchful  card  we  hie 
 
 Which  guards  our  fynagoguea  in   peace, 
 That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 
 To  flli  our  wenhippers  wirh  dread. 
 
 4  Thefe  walls,  we  to  thy  honour  ralfe, 
 Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praife  j 
 And  thou,  defcending,  hi!  the  place 
 With  choiceft  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
 
 5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
 With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  \ 
 Whilft  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
 To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 
 
 6  And  in  the  great  decihve  day, 
 When  God  the  nations  fhall  iurvey, 
 May  it  before  the  world  appear 
 Thoufands  were  born  to  glory  here. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 pfalmLXXXvm.  ver.  io.  l.m.  m 
 
 Reanhnatk  n, 
 
 (x\dapted  to  the  defign  oiljf^nane  thtidfes.) 
 XT5  ROM  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  duith; 
 JL     Do  we  receive  pur  :h  ; 
 
 And  at  thy  fayereign  call  refign 
 That  vital  breath,  that  gift  divine.. 
 
 2  Wilt  thou  (how  wonders  to  the  rfc 
 Wilt  thou  revive  the  lifelefs  head  ? 
 
Psalm   83.  l  it) 
 
 I  from  the  file  nee  of  the  grave, 
 Wilt  thou  the  wretched  victim  favc  r 
 
 3  Such  uondcrs,  forme:  \vn, 
 Thy  providence  to  us  hath  ihown  -, 
 To  tec'ole  man  thou  do(t  impart 
 The  plafeic,  life-redeeming  art. 
 
 4  We  biers  thee  for  the  (kill  and  power. 
 From  death's  appearance  to  reltore 
 
 •  nice  machine  of  curious  frame, 
 he  vital  fume. 
 
 :  •  rhee  re  it  or  \\ 
 
 k  era  ted  to  the  Lord  ; 
 -  picus  love  infpite  each  breafh 
 V\  tadi  has  th  'J. 
 
 rp  their  breath, 
 And  Gnk  beneath  the  ftroke  c:  death  ; 
 When  from  that  death  they  ftiall  revive, 
 
 live. 
 
 Jdfotttl  LXXX  VIII.    She  Line  L.  M. 
 
 OB  oi  my  ;  hear 
 
 tly  groan-  ly  prayer, 
 
 wafting  breath  ; 
 rave, 
 are*  to  fave 
 nd  gloomy  death. 
 
 2  Thy  WT  foul, 
 
 Ac  .row  o'er  me  roll, 
 
 read  the  gloom  } 
 ',  in  happier  days, 
 The  dear  companion  of  my  way-, 
 Dsljceiid  around  me  to  the  tomb, 
 
t26  Psalm   89. 
 
 3  As,  loft  in  lonely  grief,  I  tread 
 The  11  lent  manfions  of  the  dead, 
 
 Or  to  fome  thrcng'd  afTembly  go  ; 
 Through  all  alike  1  rove  alcne, 
 Forgotten  here,  and  there  unknown  ; 
 
 The  change  renews  my  piercing  wo, 
 
 4  Wilt  thou  neglect  my  mournful  call  ? 
 Or  who  lhall  profit  by  my  fall, 
 
 When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ? 
 Can  (lull  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord, 
 Or  wake  and  brighten  at  his  word, 
 
 To  join  the  high  angelic  choirs  ? 
 
 5  My  friends  are  £one,  my  comforts  fled, 
 The  fad  remembrance  of  the  dead 
 
 Reeals  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn  ; 
 But  thro'  e<ich  melancholy  day, 
 1  call  on  thee,  and  itiii  will  pray, 
 
 Imploring  (till  thy  kind  return. 
 
 B^RLONV. 
 
 JpfalmLXXXIX.  FirftPart.  CM.  L*3 
 
 A  tic/fed  GofpJ. 
 
 BLEST  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
 The  gofpel'£  joyful  found  ; 
 Peace  fhall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
 And  light  their  fteps  furround. 
 
 2  -Their  joy  Avail  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
 
 Thro'  their  Redeemer's  name  \ 
 His  promifes  exalt  their  hope, 
 Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
 
 3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
 
 Strength  and  falvation  give 
 Ifrael,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
 Thy  God  forever  lives. 
 
 Watts 
 
Psalm  89.  Hi 
 
 jpfaim  lxxxix.  2d  ?.  c.  m.  ;-.  on] 
 
 y  TEAR  what  the  Lord  in  rifion  faidj 
 JrjL    And  made  his  mercy  known  : 
 "  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
 "  On  my  beloved  Son. 
 
 2  u  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  chofej 
 
 cl  Among  your  mortal  race  j 
 "  His  fa  .  vly  oil  o'erliows, 
 
 M  The  fpiru  of  my  grate. 
 
 3  "  High  (hall  he  reign  on  David's  throne,- 
 
 44  My  people's  better  King  ; 
 «  My  arm  (hall  put  his  rivals  down, 
 "  And  (till  new  iuhjtcis  bring. 
 
 4  "  My  truth  ihall  guard  him  in  his  way, 
 
 "  With  .mercy  by  his  fide  \ 
 '•  While  in  roy  name,  through  earth  and  Tea/ 
 "  He  (hall  in  triumph  lide. 
 
 "  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  Cod, 
 
 u  He  {hall  forever  ov, . 
 «  Call  me  his  Rock,  his  High  Abode, 
 
 M  And  rll  fupport  my  Son* 
 
 (C  My  ilrd-born  Son,  arrayed  in  grace, 
 
 u  At  my  right  hand  fliall  ft  ; 
 4<  Beneath  him,  an]  their  place/ 
 
 44  And  princes  at 
 
 44  My  cov'nair  r  fa  ., 
 
 14  My  promifes  are  ftroi 
 
 44  Firm  as  the  hc-av'n  his  throne  fliall  laft, 
 41  His  feed  endure  as  lo 
 
 Wattj, 
 
 L 
 
Mi  Psalm  tf<£ 
 
 ipfalm  lxxxix.  3d  p."  c.  m.  c*orrf 
 
 7^f   Covenant  of  Grace. 
 
 *  X^ET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
 X     "  The  children  of  my  Son, 
 11  Mhould  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace, 
 u  And  tempt  my  -anger  down  ♦, 
 
 2  M  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
 
 <c  And  make  their  folly  fmart  ; 
 
 11  But  never  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
 
 w  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 
 
 3  "  My  covenant  I  will  not  revoke, 
 
 11  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
 u  And  what  eternal  love  hath  fpoke, 
 "  Eternal  truth  fhall  bind. 
 
 4  "  Once  have  I  fworn  (I  need  no  more) 
 
 "  And  pledg'd  my  holineft  ; 
 u  To  feal  the  (acred  promiie  lure 
 11  To  David  anil  his  race. 
 
 e<  The  fun  fhall  fee  his  offspring  rife, 
 
 "  And  fpread  from  fea  to  fea  ; 
 fl  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  Ikies, 
 
 "  To  give  the  nations  day. 
 
 £  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
 "  His  kingdom  fhall  endure  ; 
 "  Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  (hade  and  light 
 "  Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more." 
 
 Watt  j. 
 
 J^falm  LXXXIX.    Six  Line  L.  M.  Otf 
 
 Life,   Death,  and  the  Refurrcftion. 
 
 THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man! 
 How  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  the  fpanf 
 Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
 
Psalm  89.  1 1  , 
 
 r— — 
 
 Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath, 
 Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
 With  (kill  to  fly,  or  power  to  Gave  ? 
 
 2  Lord,  fhall  it  be  forever  faid> 
 
 "  The  race  of  men  was  only  made 
 
 "  For  ficknefs,  forrow  and  the  duft  :" 
 Are  not  thy  fervants,  day  by  day, 
 Sent  to  the  grave,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
 Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  ? 
 
 3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
 And  all  his  feed,  a  heavenly  crown  ? 
 
 But  flefh  and  fenfe  indulge  defpuir  ; 
 Forever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
 That  faith  can  read  thy  holy  word> 
 
 And  find  a  refurre&ion  there. 
 
 4  Forever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
 Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward 
 
 For  all  their  toil,  teproach  and  pain  ; 
 Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
 Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
 
 And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen. 
 
 Watt*-. 
 
 IStfalm  LXXXIX.  Hrft Parti  L.  M,  m 
 
 The   C'.vtnant   0/  Grace. 
 
 FOREVER  (hall  my  (bug  record 
 The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
 Mercy  and  truth  forever  Hand 
 Like  heaven,  eflabiifird  by  his  hand, 
 
 2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fwore,  and  faid, 
 "  With  thee  mv  covenant  is  made  \ 
 "  In  thee  fhall  dying  finners  live, 
 8  Glory  and  grace  are  thins  tc  g 
 
124  Psalm  89. 
 
 3  "  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  pried, 
 C|  Thy  children  (hail  be  ever  bled; 
 
 "  Thou  'art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throne 
 "  Shall  (land  eternal,  as  my  own. 
 
 4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  faints  above, 
 M  So,  much  my  image  or  rny  lave  : 
 
 "  Celeftial  powers  thy  fubje&s  are  ; 
 
 u  Then  what  cm  earth  with  thee  compare  i 
 
 5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  1  chofe 
 
 "  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes, 
 u  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewiui  throne, 
 "  Was  but  the  (hadow  of  my  Son." 
 
 $  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fmg 
 Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  ; 
 Angels  his  heavenly  honours  (how, 
 And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 
 
 Watt  5. 
 
 pralmLXXxix.  la?,  l.m.  i%™\>} 
 
 Divine  Sovereignty ,  and  Public    Worjh'ip. 
 
 "TXT  HAT  feraph  of  cefeftial  birth 
 \  V     To  vie  with  Ifrael's  God  (hall  dare  ? 
 Or  who  among  the  fons  of  earth 
 Can  with  the  mighty  God  compare  ? 
 
 2  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boail 
 
 Of  ftreagth  and  power  like  thine  renownV*  } 
 
 Of  fuch  a  numerous  raithful  hoft 
 
 As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furrouni  ? 
 
 3  Thou  dofl  the  raging  iea  control, 
 And  change  the  furface  of  the  deep; 
 Thou  mak'ft  the  beeping  billows  roll, 
 Thou  mak'ft  the  rolling  tillpws  deep  ! 
 
 4  In  thee  the  fovereign  right  remains 
 Of  earth  and  heaven  >  thee,  Lord  alone. 
 
Psalm  90.  125 
 
 The  world,  and  all  that  it  contains, 
 Their  Maker  and  Preferver  own. 
 
 5  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 
 The  facred  trumpet's  joyful  found, 
 And  who  among  thy  faints  appear, 
 With  thy  mod  glorious  prefence  crown'd. 
 
 6  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 
 Thy  faints  will  to  thy  temple  prcfs ; 
 Thy  f-ar  through  all  their  hearts  ihall  fpread, 
 "\  rbg  thy  mod  holy  name  confefs. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 Pfalm  XC.     Common  Metre.      [fc] 
 
 Gr,et's    Eternity^   and  Ivlant    ffTortjlity, 
 
 EFORE  the  hills  in  order  Hood, 
 Or  earth  received  her  frame  ; 
 From  cverlaftingj  thou  art  Gcd, 
 Tu  endlefs  years  the  fame. 
 
 2  Thv  word  commands  our  flefli  to  duft, 
 
 w  Return,  ye  ions  of  men  -" 
 All  nations  role  from  earth  at  firfl, 
 And  turn  to  earth  again. 
 
 3  A  thou  fan  J  ages  in  thy  fight 
 
 Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
 Shorr  as  the  watch  that  endb  the  nigh:. 
 Before  the  riling  fun. 
 
 4  Time,  like  an  ever-running  ftream, 
 
 Bears  all  its  ions  away  ; 
 They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
 Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
 
 'Jis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amo 
 r£o  thrcefcore  years  and  ten  -, 
 L  2 
 
126  JPs 
 
 And  all  beyond  that  (hurt  account 
 
 Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 
 6  Then  let  us  learn  the  heavenly  art, 
 
 T'  improve  the  hpur$  we  have  *, 
 That  we  may  act  the  wifer  part, 
 
 And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
 
 Wat-tv 
 
 j^raim  XC.      Long  Mdre.     [*cr;0 
 
 Divine   Proirl'.on   through   every   Jlgc. 
 
 THOU,  Lord,  thro'  every  changing  fecne 
 Haft  to  the  faints  a  refuge  been  \ 
 Thro*  every  age,  eternal  God, 
 Their  pleafing  home,  their  fafe  abode. 
 
 2  In  thee  our  fathers  fought  their  reft, 
 And  were  with  thy  protection  blcft  ; 
 Though  in  the  lhade  of  death  they  lie, 
 They'll  rife  and  dwell  above  the  fky. 
 
 3  Behold  their  fons,  a  feeble  race  ! 
 W£  come  to  fill  our  father's  place  ! 
 Our  helpkfs  (tare  with  pity  view, 
 And  let  us  lhare  their  refuge  too. 
 
 4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  tread, 
 Ere  we  are  number' d  with  the  dead ; 
 When  friends  defert,  and  foes  invade, 
 Bg  thou  our  all-fufficient  aid. 
 
 5  So  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
 
 And  we  mult  dwell  on  earth  no  more, 
 To  thee,  great  God,  may  we  afcend, 
 And  find  au  everlaiting  friend. 
 
 6  To  thee  our  infant  race  we'll  leave, 
 Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  ; 
 That  voices  yet  unfornvd  may  raife 
 Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praife. 
 
 JJCEDRILCE. 
 
rSALM    00,    91.  127 
 
 PMI\\  XC.     Short  Mem.     [b] 
 
 ftht   bbortnrfs   of  Life. 
 
 LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
 Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
 Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis 
 
 That  fcarce  deferves  the  name  ! 
 1  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 
 
 'That  built  cur  body   iirft  ! 
 And  every  month,  and  every  day 
 >Tis  mould'ring  back  to  duft. 
 
 3  Then,  if  cur  days  mud  fly, 
 We'ii  keep  their  end  in  light  ; 
 
 We'll  fpcnd  them   all  in  wifdcm's  way, 
 And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 
 
 4  They'll  fooner  waft  us  o'er 
 This  life's  tempeftuous  fea  •, 
 
 Then  (hall  we  reach  the  peaceful  fhore 
 Of  bleft  eternity. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 |3f8!m  XCI.     Common  Metre,     [aerfcj 
 
 Divine   Pr'tefliony  Rifignation   and  Gratitude. 
 
 "TXT HEN  I  furvey  life's  varied  fcene, 
 VV     Amidil  the  darkeft  hours; 
 Bright  rays  of  comfort  fliine  between, 
 And  thorns  are  mix'd  with  flowers. 
 
 2  This  thought  can  all  rr.y  fears  control, 
 
 And  bid  my  forrows  fly ; 
 No  harm  can  ever  reach  my  foul, 
 Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 
 
 3  \Vhate'cr  thy  facred  will  ordains, 
 
 O  give  me  (trength  to  bear* 
 
128  Psalm  92. 
 
 And  let  me  kinw  my  Father  reigns, 
 tender  care. 
 
 4  If  .1  this  frame, 
 
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 lb   not    fcl  ■     m   ■  :\    :  . 
 
 ,<rt  ? 
 
 5  Is  I  ith  my  happy  (hare  ? 
 
 On  od ; 
 
 Th  fong  declare, 
 
 And  .     praife  abroad. 
 
 6  V>  ai  gifts  as  thefe 
 
 Are  leak  to  1 
 
 Be  all  my  hours  of  health  and  eafe 
 Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 7  If  cares  and  fcrrows  me  furrourd, 
 
 Their  power  why  mould  I  fear  ? 
 My  inward  1  y  c&aubt  wound, 
 
 If  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 
 
 8  Thy  fovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 
 
 To  my  weak,  erring  fight  ; 
 Yet  let  my  foul,  adoring,  own 
 That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 jptfaim  XCIL     Long  Metre.       [«* 
 
 For   the   Lord's   Day. 
 
 ELCOME,  thou  day  -of  f.icred  reft! 
 No  mortal  cares  fhall  iili  my  breaft^ 
 O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
 Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  found. 
 
 My  heart  (hall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
 And  blefs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word; 
 Thy  woiks  of  grace,  how  bright  they  fhine  I 
 How  deep  thy  counfels,  how  divine  ! 
 
Psalm  93.  129 
 
 3  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high, 
 Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ! 
 Like  grafs  they  flouriih,  'till  thy  breath 
 Command  them  to  the  fhade  of  death. 
 
 4  But  i  (hall  fhare  a  glorious  part, 
 When  grace  hath  purify 'd  mv  heart, 
 And  firefh  fupplies  of  joy  are  med 
 Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 
 
 5  Sin,  my  word  enemy  before, 
 
 Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more; 
 My  inward  foes  ihall  all  be  flair, 
 Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 
 
 6  Then  mall  1  fee,  and  hear,  and  know 
 All  1  defir'd  or  winVd  below  \ 
 
 And  -every  power  find  full  employ 
 In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpfalm  XCIII.     Long  Metre.      S^S 
 
 Dr%ine   §n<i<ereigrtty   and  Holinefs. 
 
 THE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns, 
 In  robes  of  majefty  array' d  \ 
 The  earth's  foundation  he  fuftains, 
 And  rules  the  world  his  hand  hath  made, 
 
 2  Ere  rolling  feas  began  to  move, 
 
 Or  the  blue  heavens  were  ftretclrd  abroad 
 Thy  facred  throne  was  fix'd  above  ; 
 From  everlafting  thou  art  God. 
 
 3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice 
 And  tofs  their  troubled  waves  on  high  \ 
 But  God  above  can   itill  the  noife, 
 And  make  the  angry  fea  comply. 
 
 \  4  Thy  righteous  laws,  O  Lord,  are  fure, 
 And  thofe  who  ill  thy  prefencc  dwelL 
 
130  Psalm  93. 
 
 That  happy  ftation  to  fecure, 
 Mult  ftiil  in  hoUnefs  excel. 
 
 Tate  and  Steeli. 
 
 JL&falm  XCIIL     Particular  Metre.    l$\ 
 
 Divine  Poiccr,  the   Church's    S  :ftfy. 
 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  rci 
 And  royal   (late  maintains  ; 
 jfiis  head  with  awful  glories  Cfown'dj 
 ArrayM  in  robes  of  light, 
 Begirt  with  fevereign  might, 
 And  rays  of  majefty  around. 
 
 2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
 The  world  fecurely  (lands, 
 
 And  fkies  and  itars  obey  thy  word  \ 
 Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 
 Before  the  (tarry  flcy  \ 
 
 Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
 
 3  In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
 Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
 
 Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  rcr.r-j 
 
 In  vain  with  angry  fpke 
 
 The  furly  nations  figl    , 
 And  dafh  like  craves  agahift  the  more, 
 
 4  Let  Hoods  and  nations  rage, 
 And  all  their  powers  cn^zz> 
 
 Let  (welling  tides  aiTauIt  the^fky, 
 The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
 Shall  beat  their  rriadnefs  down  ; 
 
 Thy  throne  forever  (lands  on  hi 
 
 5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 
 Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 
 
 :re  fix'd,  thy  church  jhall  ne'er  remc 
 
Psalm   94.  132 
 
 Thy  faints  with  holy  fatf 
 Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
 And  fing  thine  everlafting  leve; 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 Prallll  XCIV.     Common  Metre.     [';] 
 
 /?   IV! eked  Rulers. 
 
 HOW  loner,  O  Lord,  {hall  wicked  men 
 In  fpl^ndid  triumph  ride  ! 
 blow  long  fnall  haughty  tyrants  reign, 
 By  violence  and  pride! 
 
 2  They  fay,  "  the  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  */* 
 
 When  will  the  fools  he  wife  ? 
 Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
 Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  r 
 
 3  He  knows  tneir  impious  thoughts  are  vain. 
 
 And  they  {hall  feci  his  power  ; 
 His  wrath  fhail  piercfc  their  {ouls  with  pain, 
 In  fome  diftreffiftg  hour. 
 
 4  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rift* 
 
 Afld  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
 But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  ikies, 
 He  will  defend  my  caufe. 
 
 5  When  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts. 
 
 Within  my  bofom  roll, 
 Thy  grace,  which  pardons  all  my  fau: 
 Shall  cheer  my  drooping  font. 
 
 5  Blefl  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 
 And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
 Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife* 
 When  they  fcrget  thy  law. 
 
 7  For  God  will  not  cad  off  his  faints* 
 
 Nor  his  own  promife  break  ; 
 
132  Psalm  95. 
 
 He  pardons  his  inheritance, 
 For  his  own  mercy's  fake. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 Pfalm  XCV.     Common  Metre.     [8  J 
 
 Before  Prayer. 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
 And  in  his  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
 When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
 Exalted  be  our  voice. 
 
 2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  throne, 
 
 And  pfalms  of  honour  fmg  ; 
 
 The  great  Jehovah  reigns  alone, 
 
 The  whole  creation's  King. 
 
 3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know 
 
 How  mean  their  natures  feem, 
 Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
 When  once  compar'd  with  him. 
 
 4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
 
 Lies  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
 He  fix'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
 And  where  the  hills  mult  ftand. 
 
 5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 
 
 Come  kneel  before  his  face  •, 
 O  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
 Be  children  of  his  grace. 
 
 6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 
 
 And  waits  for  our  requeft  ; 
 Come,  left  he  roufe  his  wrath,  and  fwear 
 "  Ye  (hall  not  fee  my  reft." 
 
 Watts. 
 
Psalm  95. 133, 
 
 PfalmXCV.    FirftPart.     L.  M.     [*] 
 
 Public    IVorJbip. 
 
 OCOME,  loud  anthems  let  us  fing. 
 Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  ; 
 For  we  our  voices  high  mould  raife 
 When  our  falvation's  Rock  we  praife. 
 
 2  Into  his  prefence  let  us  hade, 
 
 To  thank  him  for  his  favours  pad  \ 
 To  him  addrefs,  in  joyful  fongs, 
 The  praife  that  to  his  name  belongs. 
 
 3  For  God,  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  ftate, 
 Is  with  unrivali'd  glory  great , 
 
 A  King  fuperior  far  to  ail 
 Whom  by  the  title  gods,  we  call. 
 
 4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
 Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 
 
 The  ftrength  of  hills  that  threat  the  Ikies, 
 Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 
 
 The  rolling  ocean's  vafl  abyfs 
 By  the  fame  fovercign  right  is  his  ; 
 ' Tis  mov'd  by  that  Almighty  hand, 
 Which  form'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land. 
 
 5  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
 And  bqw  with  adoration  there  ! 
 Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
 Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fail. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 l^talmXGV.    SecPart  L.M.  [*or|] 
 
 r  Canaan   left   through    Unbelief, 
 
 OME,  let  our  fculs  adurcfs  the  Lord, 
 Who  framed  cur  natures  by  his  word  -9 
 M 
 
j^4 Psalm  95. 
 
 He  is  our  Shepherd,  we  the  fheep, 
 His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftures  keep. 
 
 2  Come,  let  us  Lear  his  voice  to-day, 
 The  counfels  of  V  \  bfcy  ; 
 
 let  our  harden'd  hearts  provoke, 
 Like  Iirael,  tfe  arerrging  ftroke. 
 
 3  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  u  How  falfe  they  prove, 
 u  Fernet  my  power,  abufe  my  love  ! 
 
 "  Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  I  fwear 
 u  Their  feet  (hall  never  enter  there." 
 
 4  Look  back,  my  foul*  with  holy  dread, 
 And  view  thoie  ancient  rebels,  dead  •, 
 Attend  the  ofFer'd  grace  to-day, 
 Nor  lofc  the  blelliiig  by  delay. 
 
 5  Seize  the  kind  promile  while  it  wa 
 And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
 Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  reil  •, 
 Obey,  and  be  forever  blelh 
 
 Wattj- 
 
 J^falUV-XCV.      Short  Metre. 
 
 Befi  t  c  a   Sermon, 
 
 g^i  OME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
 V-/    And  hymns  of  glory  fmg  ; 
 Jehovah  is  the  iovereign  God, 
 The  univerfal  King. 
 
 2  He  forirfd  the  deeps  unknown; 
 He  gave  the  feaS  their  bound  •, 
 
 The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
 And  all  the  foiid  ground. 
 
 3  Come,  worfhip  at  his  throne, 
 Come,  bow  te  Lord  \ 
 
 are  his  work,  and  not  our  c  • 
 He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 
 
Psalm  96.  135 
 
 4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
 Nor  aare  provoke  his  rod  ^ 
 
 Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
 And  own  your  gracious  Gcd. 
 
 5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 
 The  !  of  his  grace, 
 
 And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubborn  Jews, 
 
 That  unbelieving  race, 
 .6  The  Lot  iger  dreft, 
 
 Will  lift  his  hand  and  lwear, 
 U  You  who  defpis'd  my  promis'd  reft, 
 
 g  Shall  have  no  portion  here." 
 
 \V.\TTS. 
 
 'pfalm  XCVI.    She  Line  L.  M.     [■*] 
 
 Uaiverfal   Praife. 
 
 ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
 To  fmg  a  lofty  pfalm  of  praift, 
 
 And  felefs  the  great  Jehovah's  name  ? 
 His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
 His  wonders  to  the  nations  mow, 
 
 And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim, 
 Great  is  the  Lord,  his  praife  be  great, 
 Who  fits  on  high,  entbron'd  in  it  ate  j 
 
 To  him  alone  let  praife  be  given  : 
 Thofe  gods  the  heathen  world  adore, 
 In  vain  pretend  to  fovereign  power, 
 
 He  only  rules  who  made  the  heaven. 
 He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  fpread  the  fcy. 
 And  all  the  mining  worlds  on  high  ; 
 
 He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  ; 
 His  beams  are  majeity  and  light, 
 His  glories,  how  divinely  bright  ! 
 
 liis  temple ^  how  divinely  fair  ! 
 
136  Psalm  97. 
 
 4  Let  heaven  be  glfcd,  let  earth  rejoice, 
 Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 
 
 Proclaiming  loud,  "  Jehovah  reigns  *," 
 For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  fing, 
 And  tuneful  groves  their  tribute  bring 
 
 To  him,  whofe  power  the  world  fu (tains. 
 
 5  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
 When  earth  fin  11  own  his  fovereign  power, 
 
 And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
 Then  (hall  the  univerfe  confefs 
 The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 
 
 And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
 
 Tat  e  and  Wat  1  s,  united  and  varied. 
 
 Pfalm  XCVII.     Long  Metre.     i#] 
 
 Grace  and  Glory. 
 
 TIT  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high, 
 O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  Iky  -, 
 Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
 And  hods  celeftial  join  their  voice. 
 
 2  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown, 
 But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne  ; 
 Though  gloomy  clouds  his  feet  furround, 
 Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 
 
 3  Ye,  who  confefs  his  holy  name, 
 Hate  every  work  of  fin  and  flnme  ; 
 He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
 AncTfrom  the  fnares  of  hell  defends, 
 
 4  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unkn 
 
 Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown  5 
 Thofe  glorious  feeds  (hall  fpring  and  rifej 
 
 And  the  bright  harvefl  bleis  our  eyes. 
 
Psalm  9S.  137 
 
 5  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
 '    The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
 
 None  but  the  fouls  who  tafte  his  grace 
 
 Can  triumph  in  his  holinefs. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JPfalm  XCVIII.     Common  Metre.     [£] 
 
 Blfjfwgs   cf  the   IvI^aus   Kingdcvt. 
 
 TO  our  Almighty  Maker,  God, 
 New  honours  be  addrefs'd  ; 
 liis  great  falvation  fhines  abroad, 
 And  makes  the  nations  blefs'd. 
 
 2  He  fpake  the  word  to  Ahr'ham  Srft, 
 
 His  truth  fulfils  his  grace  \ 
 The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  truft. 
 And  learn  his  righteouinefs. 
 
 3  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
 
 Let  earth  receive  her  King  , 
 Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
 And  heaven  and  nature  ling. 
 
 4  Joy  to  the  world  !   her  Saviour  reigns  ; 
 
 Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ; 
 While  lands  and  leas,  rock,  hills  and  plains 
 Repeat  the  founding  joy. 
 
 5  No  more  let  fin  and  forrow  grow, 
 
 Nor  violence  abound  ; 
 He  comes  to  make  his  bleflings  How, 
 Wherever  man  is  found. 
 
 6  He  rules  the  world  with  righteoufoefe. 
 
 And  makes  the  nations  prove 
 The  bleflings  of  his  truth  and  grace, 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
 ■\Y\-.7t:, 
 
 Mi 
 
138  Psalm  99,  100. 
 
 Pfalm  XCIX.     Short  Metre.     [*] 
 
 A  holy   CoJ  ivcrfc'pped  iv'tth  Rrvetence. 
 
 THE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns, 
 Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 
 Le,t  finncrs  tremble  at  his  throne, 
 And  faints  be  humble  there. 
 
 2  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
 And  worlhip  at  his  feet  \ 
 
 His  nature  is  all  holinefs, 
 And  mercy  is  his  feat. 
 
 3  When  Ifrael  was  his  church, 
 When  Aaron  was  his  prieft, 
 
 When  Moles  cry'd,  and  bamuel  pray'd, 
 He  gave  his  people  rcit. 
 
 4  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 
 Nor  would  deftroy  their  race  ; 
 
 And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
 When  they  abusM  his  grace. 
 
 5  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
 Whofe  grace  is  (till  the  fame  ; 
 
 Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs, 
 And  jealous  for  his  name. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 j^falm  C.      Long  Metre.       [$&] 
 
 Ptuife  to  our   Creator* 
 
 EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
 Ye  nations  bow  with  facred  joy  j 
 Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
 lie  can  create,  and  he  deitroy. 
 
 His  fovereign  power,  without  our  aid* 
 Wade  us  or  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  •, 
 
Psalm    ici.  139 
 
 And,  when  like  wand'riog  flieep  we  firay'd, 
 He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
 
 3  We  aie  his  people,  we  his  care, 
 Our  fouls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
 What  Lifting  honours  ihall  we  rear, 
 Almighty  Maker,  tjo  thy  name  ! 
 
 4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 
 High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raife  *, 
 
 And  earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
 Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 
 
 5  Thou  Lord  art  good,  thou  Lord  art  kind  : 
 Great  is  thy  grace,  thy  mercy  fure  ; 
 And  the  whole  race  of  men  {hall  find 
 Thy  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 
 
 6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
 Vaft  as  eternity  thy  bvc  ; 
 
 Firm  as  a  rock,  thy  truth  ihall  (land, 
 When  rolling  years  fhall  ceale  to  move. 
 
 Vat  rs\ 
 
 pfdlin   CI.       Common  Metre.       [t  cr  b] 
 
 A    Puihn  for   the    Mnjier   of  o    Family, 
 
 OF  juftice  and  of  grace  1  Gng, 
 And  pay  to  Gjd  my  vows  ; 
 Thy  grace  and  juftice,  heavenly  King, 
 Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 
 
 2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 
 
 And  make  thy  fervant  wife  *, 
 
 I'll  fuffer  nothing  near  me  there, 
 
 That  fhall  offend  thine  eyes. 
 
 3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 
 
 By  falfehood  or  by  foice  ; 
 The  fcornful  eye,  the  fland'rous  tongue, 
 I'll  drive  them  from  my  doors. 
 
140  Psalm    102. 
 
 4  The  ptltC,  the  faithful,  and  the  juft, 
 
 My  favour  fhall  enjoy; 
 Thcfe  are  the  friends  that  I  will  truft, 
 The  fcrvants  I'll  employ. 
 
 5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  fly  deceit, 
 
 I'll  net  endure  a  night ; 
 The  liar's  tongue  1  ever  hate, 
 And  banifn  from  .any  fight. 
 
 6  IM  purge  my  family  around, 
 
 And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ; 
 So  inall  my  houic  be  ever  found 
 
 A  dwelling  fit  for  t] 
 
 Wati,. 
 
 JPfafol  CII.     Firft  Part.    C.  M. 
 
 Prater  learJ,  a*J  Ziun   f-jurtd. 
 
 LET  Zion  and  her  fons  re;oice  ; 
 Beheld  the  promised  hour  ! 
 Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice. 
 And  will  exalt  his  power. 
 
 2  Her  duft  and  ruins  that  remain, 
 
 Are  precious  in  our  eyes  *> 
 Thofe  ruins  (hall  be  built  a) 
 And  all  that  duft  (hall  I 
 
 3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufal<  ni, 
 
 And  ftand  \n  glovjr  the 
 
 Nations  fliall  bow  and  own  his  nam 
 And  worihip  in  his  fcar^ 
 
 4  He  fits  a  fovcrcign  on  his  throne, 
 
 With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
 lie  hears  the  dying  prifoners  gr«. 
 And  lees  their  vrants  ai 
 
r- Psalm    102. 141 
 
 5  lie  frees  the  fouis  condemn'd  to  death  *, 
 
 And  when  his  faints  complain, 
 It  can't  be  (aid  they  fpcnt  their  breath, 
 Or  (lied  their  tears  in  vain. 
 
 6  This  (hall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
 
 And  left  on  long  record, 
 That  ages  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
 
 An  >  tfuft  the  Lord.  Watt?. 
 
 pfalmCIi.    Second  Part.     CM.    [#] 
 
 7"'ir'    l^/icbcingcjlUnffs    rf  G:J, 
 
 THOU,  Lord,  hail  earth's  foundations  laid, 
 The  heavens,  a  glorious  frame, 
 By  thine  Almighty  hand  were  fpread, 
 And  fpeak  their  Maker's  name. 
 
 2  Their  (hilling  glories  all  fhall  fade, 
 
 By  thy  controlling  power, 
 Chang'd  like  a  vedure  when  decay'd  : 
 But  thou  (halt  (till  endure. 
 
 3  Thy  bright  perfections,  all  divine, 
 
 Internal  as  thy  days  ; 
 Through  everlalling  ages  mine, 
 With  undiminifh  d  rays. 
 
 4  Thy  fervant's  children,  dill  thy  care, 
 
 Shall  own  their  father's  God  ; 
 To  lateft  times  thy  favour  (hare, 
 And  fpread  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 Mrs.  Stf.el  t-. 
 
 Pfaint  CIl.  Verfe  24—27.  L.  m7~^j] 
 Compared  with  Hebrews,  i.  3 — 12.  xiii.  8. 
 
 7/  •■  Afottality  of  Jfjn,  and  the  E'ernity  ofCLtift. 
 
 T  is  the  Lord,  our  Maker's  hand 
 Weakens  our  itrength  amidfl  the  race  \ 
 
142  Psalm   103. 
 
 Pifeafe  and  death,  at  his  command, 
 Arrefl  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  muit  thy  people  die  fo  foon  ? 
 
 3  Yet  in  the  midit  of  death  and  gritf, 
 This  thought  our  forrow  fhall  afiuagCj 
 Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live, 
 Chvift  is  the  fame  thro'  ev'ry  age. 
 
 4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid, 
 Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  •, 
 
 This  earth  grows  old,  thefe  heavens  fhall  fadp, 
 And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 
 
 5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fky 
 Like  garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  ; 
 
 But  ftili  thy  throne  {lands  firm  and  high. 
 Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 
 
 6  Befoi'e  thy  face,  thy  church  fliall  live, 
 And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  -, 
 This  dying  world  fliall  they  furvive, 
 And  the  dead  faints  be  raii/d  again. 
 
 W.v 
 
 l^utfm  GUI.     Long  Metre.        [ 
 
 Prai ft  lo   God  for   lis    Cc/c/ 
 
 BLESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  Goij> 
 Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroa 
 Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join, 
 In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 
 £  JJlefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  gra 
 Hib  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praije  •, 
 
Psalm   103.  143 
 
 Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
 Be  loft  in  filence  and  forgot. 
 
 3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
 
 And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels ; 
 Redeems  the  foul  from  guilt,  and  faves 
 Our  wafting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 
 
 4  Our  youth  decay'd,  his  power  repairs, 
 His  mercy  crowns  cur  growing  years  ; 
 He  fatisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
 And  fills  our  fouls  with  heavenly  food. 
 
 5  He  fees  the  oppreflbr  and  the  oppreft, 
 And  often  gives  the  fufferers  reft  ; 
 
 But  will  his  juftice  more  difplay  j 
 
 In  the  laft,  great  decifive  day. 
 
 6  His  power  he  fhov/d  by  Mofes*  hands, 
 And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  commands  ; 
 But  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known 
 To  all  the  nations  by  his  Sox. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 Pfalm  CIII.      Short  Metre.        [*] 
 
 D'-yn:   Mercy  in  to;  mldji  of  'judgment. 
 
 MY  foul,  repeat  his  praife, 
 Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  j 
 Whofe  anger  is  fb  flow  to  rife, 
 So  ready  to  abate. 
 
 2  God  will  not  always  chide  5 
 And  when  his  wrath  is  feit, 
 
 His  ftrckes  are  fewer  than  our  cxime^ 
 And  lighter  than  cur  guilt. 
 
 3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
 Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
 
 So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
 Our  higheft  thought  exceed. 
 
- 
 
 144  Psalm   103. 
 
 4  His  grace  fubdues  our  fins  ; 
 And  his  forgiving  love 
 
 Far  as  the  eail  is  from  the  weft 
 Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
 
 5  The  pity  of  the.  Lord 
 
 To  thole  who  fear  his  name, 
 Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
 He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
 
 6  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 
 Or  like  the   mor  \  er  •, 
 
 When  blading  winds  ipread  o'er  the  field, 
 It  withers  in  an  hour. 
 
 7  But  thy  cotnpaffion,  Lord, 
 Through  ages  (hail  endure; 
 
 And  children's  c  iver  find 
 
 Thy  words  of  promife  fure. 
 
 Watt* 
 
 Pfa!m  CHI.     Fir  ft  Part.     C.  M.     [M 
 
 God's    tet,  Ur    Regatd  to    human     W  i 
 
 LORD,   we  thy  wondrous  power  proclaim, 
 And   make  that  power  our  truft  *, 
 Which  rats'd  at   firfl   this  curious  frame, 
 From  mean  and  lifelefs  emit. 
 
 2  By  dull  fupported  dill  it  Rands, 
 
 forms  ; 
 And  wrought  by  thy  creating  hands, 
 To  nourifh  mortal  woi 
 
 3  A  while  thefe  Frail  machines  endure  \ 
 
 1  ibric  of  a  day  ! 
 
 mimating  power  \ 
 d  in  to  clay. 
 
 4  Yet  iraii  and   feeble  as  we  are, 
 
 This  thought  is  our  it  pole, 
 
Psalm   103.  145 
 
 That  he  who  firft  our  frame  did  rear, 
 Its  various  weaknefs  knows. 
 
 5  He  views  its  with  a  pitying  eye, 
 While  ftruggling  with  our  load  ; 
 In  pains  and  dangers  he  is  nigh, 
 Our  Father  and  our  God. 
 
 5  Gently  fupported  by  his  love, 
 We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  ; 
 Where  ev'ry  pain  fhall  far  remove, 
 And  ev'ry  frailty  ceafe. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 pfalm  CIII.  Second  Part.    C.  M.    [#] 
 
 Angelic   Praife. 
 
 THOU,  Lord,  in  heav'n  haft  plac'd  thy  throne, 
 Thy  kingdom  wide  extends ; 
 Thy  vail  dominion  fhall  be  known 
 To  earth's  remoter!:  ends. 
 
 2  Ye  angels,  who  excel  in  might, 
 
 And  wait  to  do  his  will, 
 Blefs  him,  whofe  work  is  your  delight, 
 Whofe  pleafure  ye  fulfil. 
 
 3  Ye  feraphs,  who  with  joy  obey 
 
 The  orders  of  your  King, 
 Attend  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
 And  join  the  praife  they  fing. 
 
 4  Whilft  ail  his  works  his  praife  proclaim, 
 
 O  let  my  heart  and  tongue 
 Join  with  the  univerfal  frame, 
 In  this  eternal  long. 
 
 Partlv  from  Wi 
 
 N 
 
146  Psalm   104. 
 
 Pfalm  CIV.     FirftPart.    L.  M.    [* 
 
 Dh.-irr  Mouf\y  and  Goodnefs  in  Storm  and  Ruin. 
 
 A    "WAKE,  my  foul,  to  hymns  of  pnife, 
 Xx,  To  God  the  long  of  triumph  raife  ; 
 Adorn'd  with  majeity  divine, 
 What  pomp,  what  glory,  Lord,  arc  thine  F 
 
 2  Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his  head 
 The  heavens  their  ample  curtain  fpread  -f 
 See  on  the  wind's  expanded  wings 
 The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings  ! 
 
 1   Around  him  rang'd  in  awful  ftater 
 Dark  filent  ftorms  attentive  wait  •, 
 And  thunders  ready  to  fulfil 
 The  mandates  of  his  fovereign  will. 
 
 4  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  fkiQ 
 He  bids  the  dufky  vapours  rife  ; 
 Then,  from  his  magazines  on  high, 
 Commands  th9  impriibn'd  winds  to  fly. 
 
 5  The  lightning's  pallid  fheet  expands, 
 And  (bowers  defcend  on  furrow'd  lr 
 WhiHl  down  the  mountain's  channel'. 
 The  torrent  rolls  in  fwellittg  pride. 
 
 6  Till  fpent  its  %vild  impetuous  force,. 
 And  fettled  in  its  dctlin'd  ccurfe, 
 Ir^/ers  all  die  fruitful  plains. 
 And  life  in  various  forms  fuftains. 
 
 7  Thus  clouds,  and  {terms,  and  fires  cbey 
 Thy  wife  and  a  1 1  - 
 
 And  whilft  thy  terrors  round  us  It  and, 
 "We  fee  a  Father's  bounteous  hat 
 
 ick,  with  Alteration  and  Addition 
 
r 
 
 Psalm    104. 
 
 pMltt  CIV.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
 
 ttht  Seaman  s   Ptayer,         «• 
 
 ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  fries, 
 How  various  arc  thy  works  !   how  wife  4 
 Thy  power  throughout  all  fpace  extends, 
 Sinks  through  all  depth,  all  height  tranfeends  \ 
 
 Not  earth  aione  beholds  her  fhores 
 Enrich'd  by  thy  exhauitiefs  It  ores  ; 
 Alike,  throughout  their  liquid  reign, 
 The  fpreadihg  leas  thy  gifts  contain. 
 
 Beneath,  un  number  d  nines  fwarrn, 
 Of  different  fize,  of  various  form  \ 
 Above,  the  Blips  incumbent  ride, 
 Borne  on  the  boibm  of  the  tide. 
 
 4  Here,  huge  Leviathan  is  feen 
 
 To  fport  the  mighty  waves  between  5 
 There,  icy  mountains  float  and  roll, 
 Driv'n  from  the  feas  beneath  the  pole, 
 
 .5  On  high,  the  concave  we  behold 
 In  living  blue,  or  fparkling  gold  ; 
 Whilit  waving  azure  fields  around 
 Spread  to  th/  horizon's  utmoft  bound- 
 
 6  The  winds  and  waves  obey  thy  will  ; 
 The  needie  owns  thy  power  and  ikill ; 
 And,  (teer'd  by  thy  directing  hand, 
 Our  bark  (ball  gain  the  wilh'd  for  land. 
 
 Merrick,  with  Alteration  and  Addition. 
 
 JpfalmClV.  Third  Part.  L.  M.  [*Qrfl 
 
 Divme  Providence  toivarJ  Man  an  J 
 
 T  T  AST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord, 
 V     All  nature  reits  upon  thy  word  $ 
 
148  Psalm   164. 
 
 And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftands, 
 Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 
 
 2  If  thou  the  vital  air  deny, 
 Behold  them  "ficken,  Faint,  and  die  ; 
 Duft  to  its  kindred  durt  returns, 
 
 And  earth  her  ruin'd  oiFspring  mourns. 
 
 3  But  thou  canft  breathe  on  dull  again, 
 And  fill  the  world  with  bcatls  and  men  ; 
 A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
 Repairs  the  wafte  of  time  and  death. 
 
 4  Thy  glory,  fcarlefs  of  decline, 
 Thy  glorv,  Lord,  {hall  ever  fhine  ; 
 Thy  works,  the  honour  of  thy  might, 
 Are  honour'd  with  thy  own  delight. 
 
 5  Earth  at  thy  look  (hall  trembling  ftand, 
 Confcious  of  fovereign  power  at  hand  ; 
 And,  tcuch'd  by  thy  vindicative  ftroke, 
 The  everlafiing  mountains Tmoke. 
 
 6  In  thee  our  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
 And  make  our  contemplations  fweet ; 
 Thy  praifes  (hall  our  breath  employ, 
 Till  we  mail  rife  to  endltfs  joy. 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick. 
 
 Ipfalm  CIV.   Fourth  Part.    L.  M.    r&] 
 
 The  Voice  of  the  Creatures  pndaim'wg  G'sd. 
 
 THERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  fpeaks, 
 Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  feas,  and  fkies  \ 
 bee,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
 When  the  fir  It  beams  of  morning  rife  ! 
 2  Behold  the  fun  ferenely  bright, 
 
 O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
 Infcribes,  iri  characters  of  light, 
 His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
 
Psalm    104.  149 
 
 3  D:  e,  his  influence  fpreads, 
 
 d  health  and  plenty  fn  i  id  ; 
 
 rJ  lie  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
 Are  with  a  thouf  aid  bleffings  crowiv  J. 
 
 4  Almighty  goodnefs,  power  divine, 
 The  fields  and  verdant  meads  diiplny  ; 
 And  blefs  the  hand  which  made  them  fliine 
 With  various  charms,  prcfufely  g 
 
 5  For  man  and  beaft,  here  daily  food 
 In  wide  extenfive  plenty  grows ; 
 And  there,  for  drink,  the  cryftal  flpod 
 
 In  ftreams,  fweet  winding,  gently  Bo 
 
 6  By  cooling  ftreams  and  foft'ning  (Bowers, 
 The  vegetable  race  are  fed  ; 
 
 And  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs,  and  flowers, 
 Their  Maker's  conftant  bounty  fprcad, 
 
 r(    Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
 i      And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
 Confefs  the  footiieps  of  our  God  \ 
 Come,  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 
 
 Mrs.  Steitih. 
 
 jpiQlra  CIV.      Particular  Metrs.     [*] 
 
 PART      I. 
 
 BLESS  God,  O  my  foul, 
 Rejoice  in  his  name, 
 
 And  let  my  glad  voice 
 
 y  greatnei  im  : 
 
 Surpafling  in  h or. oar, 
 
 1  dominion  and  might  ; 
 Thy  throne  is  the  heaven, 
 Thy  robe  is  the  light. 
 N  2  tt 
 
1 5Q  FSALM     I04. 
 
 2  The   iky  we  behold, 
 
 A  curtain  difplay'd, 
 The  chambers  of  heaven 
 
 On  waters  are  laid. 
 The  clouds  are  a  chariot 
 
 Thy  glory  to  bear, 
 On   winds  thou  art  wafted, 
 
 Thou  rideft  on  air. 
 
 3  As  rapid  as  fire. 
 
 Thy  angels  on  h 
 
 Co1  commands, 
 
 Thy  mimflers  fly. 
 
 The  earth,  on  its  bafis 
 
 Eternal  fudainM, 
 Is  fix'd  in  the  ftation 
 
 Thy  wifdom  ordain'd. 
 
 4  The  world,  when  at  firi> 
 
 Of  chaos  compos'd, 
 Was  v.  Id,  without  form, 
 
 In  waters  enclos'd  ; 
 f  voice,  how  m.ijeitic, 
 
 In  thunder  was  heard  , 
 The  waters  fubfided, 
 
 The  mountains  appear\L 
 
 PART      II. 
 
 5  Thy  providence  hVJ 
 
 The  flream  and  its  {cvrce  , 
 The  fea   knows  its  bounds, 
 
 The  rivers  their  courfc. 
 Convey'd  through  dark  channi 
 
 Springs  rife  on  the  hills, 
 They  burft  in  the  fountains, 
 They  fall  in  the 
 
Psalm    140.  15J 
 
 6  The  hearts  of  the  wild 
 
 Their  forelt  forfake  ; 
 The  herd  quits  the  field, 
 
 To  drink  of  the  lake  f 
 On  trees  crown'd  with  bloflbms, 
 
 Its  margin  along, 
 Birds,  warbling  fweet  mufic, 
 
 Praife  GOD  in  their  fong. 
 
 n  Defcending  on  hills, 
 
 Clouds  plenteoufnefs  pour  ; 
 All  nature  revives, 
 
 Earth  fmiles  in  the  fhower  : 
 A  garment  of  verdure 
 
 Apparels  the  plain  ; 
 Fruits  fwell  in  the  garden, 
 
 Fields  wave  with  their  grain, 
 
 §  With  moifture  refrehYd, 
 The  vine  yields  its  fruit, 
 Tis  balm  to  our  hearts, 
 
 *To  health  a  recruit. 
 Yvirh  pleafure  we  gather 
 
 lhe  richnefs  of  oil  ; 
 'Tis  ftrength  to  our  body, 
 Support  to  our  toil. 
 
 PART      III. 
 
 9  The  trees  full  of  fap, 
 
 With  joy  rear  their  head, 
 The  cedars  their  boughs 
 
 O'er  Lebanon  ipread. 
 Secure  in  the  covert 
 
 The  bird  flies  for  red  ; 
 She  fmgs  on  the  branches, 
 
 She  broods  on  the  ne-fl. 
 
152  Psalm    104. 
 
 10  The  pine  yields  a  home 
 
 The  ftork  to  fecure  : 
 The  goat  on  the  crag 
 
 Defies  the  purfuer. 
 Even  creatures  too  feeble 
 
 Themfelves  to  defend, 
 On  caves  and  concealment 
 
 For  fafety  depend. 
 
 1 1  The  moon,  by  thy  law, 
 
 Increafes  and  wanes  : 
 The  fun  keeps  the  courfe 
 
 Thy  wifdom  ordains. 
 By  night  the  fierce  lion 
 
 Roams  wide  for  his  prey, 
 But  Hies  to  his  cavern 
 
 When  morn  brings  the  day. 
 
 j  2  Then  man  with  the  fun 
 
 His  labour  renews, 
 Till  ev'ning  arrives, 
 
 That  labour  purfues. 
 Such,  Lord,  is  the  wifdom 
 
 Thy  works  all  proclaim  ; 
 Let  earth,  crown'd  with  riches^ 
 
 Rejoice  in  thy  name  ! 
 
 part     IV. 
 
 $3  Nor  here  only,  Lord, 
 
 Thy  might  we  adore, 
 The  fea  owns  thy  hand, 
 
 Thy  wifdom  and  power  ; 
 Their  tribes  without  number, 
 
 Thy  creatures,  refort  i 
 Leviathans  gambol, 
 
 And  whales  take  their  fport 
 
Psalm    104.  153 
 
 14  Their  (hips  fpread  their  fails, 
 
 The  furface  to  fweep  *, 
 Their  fifh  nimbly  glide, 
 
 Conceal'd  in  the  deep  : 
 They  all  know  their  feafon, 
 
 As  feafons  arife  ; 
 And   tribes,  which  thy  bounty 
 
 Has  made,  it  fupplies. 
 
 15  Thy  will  and  thy  word 
 
 Endue  them  with  breath, 
 Confum'd   by  thy  Waft, 
 
 They  fhrink  into  death  *, 
 Reftor'd  at  thy  pleafure,    ' 
 
 New  heings  appear, 
 To  people  the  waters, 
 
 The  earth  and  the  air. 
 
 16  Rejoice  then,  O  Lord, 
 
 In  glory  fecure  ; 
 The  works  thou  haft  made 
 
 Through  ages  endure  : 
 Yet,  aw'd  by  thy  prefence, 
 
 When  thou  draweft  near, 
 Smoke  burfts  from  the  mountains, 
 
 Earth  trembles  with  fear. 
 
 •  7  Thus,  Lord,  let  me  fing, 
 
 Thy  glory  to  raife  *, 
 Delightful  the  drain, 
 
 When  tun'd  to  thy  praife. 
 The  vile  have  their  fufFrings, 
 
 The  juft  their  reward  : 
 Blefs  God,  O  my  fpirit ! 
 
 O  praife  ve  the  Lord  ! 
 
 VlNC 
 
154  Psalm   105. 
 
 Pfaim  CV.     Common  Metre.      [*j 
 
 TAe   Divine    Prorrjife  to  Abraham  fulfilled* 
 
 GIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
 And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
 Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
 That  all  may  feck  his  face. 
 
 2  To  Abrah'm  and  his  feed  he  fwore, 
 
 To  give  Canaan's  land  ; 
 Though  dangers,  deftitute  of  power, 
 A  little  feeble  band. 
 
 3  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round, 
 
 Securely,  they  .remov'd  •, 
 And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  frown'4 
 Severely  he  reprovM. 
 
 4  The  Lord  himfelf  chcfe  out  their  way, 
 
 And  mark'd  their  journies  right  •, 
 Gave  them  hi*  leading  cloud  by  day, 
 A  fiery  guide  by  night. 
 
 5  They  thirft,  and  waters  from  the  rock 
 
 In  rich  abundance  flow  -, 
 And,  foll'wing  (till  the  courfe  they  took, 
 Ran  all  the  defart  through. 
 
 6  O  wondrous  ft  ream  !  O  blefled  type 
 
 Of  ever  flowing  grace  ! 
 So  Chrift  our  Rock  maintains  our  life, 
 While  we  his  footfteps  trace. 
 
 7  ^hus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 
 
 The  chofen  tribes  pofiefs'd 
 The  bltflings  of  the  promis'd  land, 
 And  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 
 
 g  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
 JNcr  put  the  church  in  fear  ^ 
 
Psalm   ic6.  155 
 
 Ifrael  mud  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
 And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  CVI.     Long  Metre.         f#] 
 
 The  Char  after  and  final  Pr'ffrity  of the  R'gltnus. 
 
 O  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
 The  fountain  of  eternal  love  \ 
 Whofe  mercy  firm  through  ages  paft> 
 Has  (tood,  and  (rnll  forever  lait. 
 
 2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  cxprefs, 
 Not  only  va(l,  bat  numberlefs  ? 
 What  mortal  eloquence  can  raife 
 Ju(l  tribute  of  immortal  praiie  ? 
 
 3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
 Who  from  thy  precepts  never  fir 
 Who  know  what's  right,  nor  only  fo, 
 But  always  praciiie  what  they  know, 
 
 4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
 Thou  to  thy  chofen  dofl  afford  ; 
 Be  this  my  happirtefs,  to  fee 
 
 Thy  church  in  full  profperity. 
 
 <;   R  r  what  thy  mercy  did 
 
 For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  j 
 I  with  the  fame  falvatiou  blefs 
 Lach  humble  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 
 
 6  O  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
 
 And  aid  the  triumph  with  my  voice  ; 
 
 This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
 
 Join  ci  to  thy  church,  and  near  to  thee^ 
 
 7  Let  Ifrael's  God  be  ever  bleft, 
 Who  gives  his  people  heavenly  reft  ; 
 
156  Psalm   106. 
 
 Let  ail  his  faints,  with  one  accord, 
 Exalt  their  voice  to  praife  the  Lord. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united. 
 
 Pfalm  CVI.     Short  Metre.     [*  or  b} 
 
 Jfrael punljhed  and  paidcned:    0ry  tie  Love  of  God  unchangeable* 
 
 GOD  of  eternal  love  ! 
 How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
 And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
 The  riches  of  thy  grace  ! 
 
 2  They  faw  his  wonders  wrought, 
 And  then  his  praife  they  fung  ; 
 
 But  foon  his  works  of  power  forget, 
 And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 
 
 3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 
 While  rocks  with  water  flow  •, 
 
 Now  with  their  lulls  provoke  the  Lord, 
 And  dare  the  vengeful  blow. 
 
 4  Yet,  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 
 .    He  hearkert'd  to  their  groans  *, 
 
 Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts/ 
 And  call'd  them  (till  his  fons. 
 
 5  Their  names  were  in  his  book  ; 
 He  faV'd  them  from  their  foes  : 
 
 Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
 The  people  whom  he  chofe. 
 
 6  Let  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 
 Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
 
 And  Chriltians  join  the  folemn  word 
 Amdiy  to  all  the  praife. 
 
 Watt^ 
 
Psalm   107.  157 
 
 jpfalm  CVII.     Firft  Part.     L.M.     [tf 
 
 Jfrael  led  through  the  Wildcrneft  to  the  Land  of  Prom'rfe. 
 
 GIVE  thanks  lo  God  ;  he  reigns  above ; 
 Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  Love  •, 
 His  mercy  ages  pad  have  known. 
 And  ages  long,  to  come  (hall  own. 
 
 2  Let  the  redeemred  of  the  Lord- 
 The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
 Ifrael,  the  nation  whom  he  civ  ie, 
 And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes: 
 
 3  In  their  diftr-fs,-  to  God  they  cry'd, 
 Gdd  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  ; 
 He  led  their  march  far  wand'ring  round  :. 
 *Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 
 
 4  So  when  our  firit  releafe  we  gain, 
 From  fin's  hard  yoke  and  Satan's  chain, 
 We  have  this  defart  world  to  trace, 
 
 A  tirefome  and  a  dang'rous  place. 
 
 5  God  feeds  and  clothes  11*  all  the  way, 
 He  guides  our  footfteps,  left:  we  {hay  ; 
 He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
 And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  all  with  joy  record 
 
 The  truth  and  goodnels  of  the  Lord  ; 
 How  great  his  works,  how  kind  hi-  1 
 Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife  ! 
 
 Wait?. 
 
 PfalmCVH,    Second  Part.  L.M.    |M 
 
 CtrcS&om  f*r   Sin,  and  relief  to    Prif^ners* 
 
 "TT'ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
 JL     God  and  his  grace  are  dill  the  fame  y 
 O 
 
158  Psalm    107. 
 
 He  fills  the  hungry  fouls  with  food, 
 And  feeds  them  with  fubftantial  good. 
 
 2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
 Againft  the  God  who  rules  the  fkies  ; 
 If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
 And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord, 
 
 3  He'll  bring  their  fpifits  to  the  ground, 
 And  no  dehVrance  fliajl  be  found  ; 
 Laden  with  grief,  they  wafte  their  breath' 
 In  darkhefs  and  the  (hades  of  death. 
 
 4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raift  their  cries  y 
 He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
 And  fcatters  all  that  cmmal  fhade, 
 Which  hung  fo  heavy  o'er  their  head. 
 
 $  He  cuts  the  iron  bats  in  two, 
 
 And  lets  the  joyful  pris'ner  through; 
 
 Takes  off  the  lead  of  pain  and  grief, 
 And  gives  th<  u!  relief. 
 
 6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 
 
 The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ; 
 How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  w:.- 
 Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 
 
 \Y.\TTS". 
 
 jpfalm  CVII.      (7  Metre.     [jtf 
 
 Intemperance  cbeffid  and  reformed, 
 
 ENEATH  God's  tenors  doom* J  to  groan, 
 Behold  th'  intemp'rats  band 
 The  fruits  of  folly  reap,  and  own 
 The  juftice  of  his  hand. 
 3  From  food  eftrang'd,  their  languid  foul 
 The  needful  meal  foregc 
 
Psalm    107.  155 
 
 Life  feels  its  current  faintly  roll, 
 And  hailens  to  its  ciofe. 
 
 3  Diftrefs'd,  to  God  they  make  their  pray^ 
 
 And  nature,  joyous,  fees 
 His  word  her  ruin;d  ilrength  repair, 
 Her  fierceft  tortures  eafe. 
 
 4  O  then  that  all  would  blcfs  his  name^ 
 
 Who  thus  his  mercy  prove  ; 
 And  dill  from  age  to  age  proclaim 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
 5  That  men  of  various  tongues  would  fing^ 
 
 His  acts  in  frequent  lays  ; 
 And  yield  to  heaven's  eternal  King 
 The  facrifice  of  praife. 
 
 Mzrricj:. 
 
 ffalmCVII.    Third  Part,    L.  M.    [**] 
 
 Dangers  and  Deliverance  by   $ea, 
 
 THEY  who  in  fhips,  with  courage  bold, 
 O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue^ 
 '  The  Lord's  amazing  works  behold, 
 And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 
 
 2  Soon  as  his  dread  command  is  pad, 
 The  low'ring  llorm  begins  to  rife  ; 
 It  fweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafte, 
 And  makes  the  fwelimg  billows  rife. 
 
 3  The  lab'ring  (hips  borne  up  to  heav'n, 
 Upon  the  lofty  waves  appear  ; 
 Then  down  the  deep  abyis  are  driven, 
 Whilft  ev'ry  foul  difibives  with  fear. 
 
 4  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 
 
 Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine  opprefs'd  > 
 Nor  does  the  ikilful  fea  man  know 
 Which  way  to  iteer,  what  courfe  is  be  ft. 
 
i6o  Psalm   107. 
 
 5  Then,  to  the  Lord's  indulgent  ear, 
 Their  fupplication  they  addrefs  ; 
 He  kindly  condeicends  to  hear, 
 
 And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 
 
 6  He  bids  the  ftorm  its  fury  ceafe, 
 And  lays  the  billows  caim  and  ilill ; 
 Then  fummons  forth  the  gentle  breeze. 
 The  feaman/s  wiflies  to  fulfil. 
 
 7  O  then,  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 
 Would  God  for  all  his  goodnefs  praife  ; 
 And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
 Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays. 
 
 Tate,  varied- 
 -  ...  ......  «p 
 
 Pfalm  CVII.  Fourth  Part.  L.  M.  [*q*H 
 
 Colonies  planted  and  punijbed, 
 
 WHERE  nothing  dwelt  but  beafls  of  prey. 
 Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 
 God  bids  the  opprefs'd  and  poof  repair, 
 And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 
 
 2  They  fow  the  ftelds,  and  trees  they  plant, 
 Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  •, 
 Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  {locks. 
 Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 
 
 3  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
 He  lets  the  favage  nations  in  ; 
 
 A  hoftile  race  invades  their  lands, 
 Their  princes  die  by  bajrb'rous  hands. 
 
 4  Their  captive  fons,  expos'd  to  fcorn. 
 Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn  : 
 
 The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untiiPd, 
 Apd  dcfolauon  fpreads  the  field. 
 
Psalm  108.  161 
 
 5  Yet  if  the  humbled  people  mourns, 
 Again  his  dreadful  hand. he  turns  ; 
 Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
 And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 
 
 6  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
 Admire  the  works  of  Providence  •, 
 And  wife  obferver>  (till  Aral]  find 
 The  Lord  ia  holy,  juft  and  kind. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ^fulm  CVIII.     Common  Mttre.     [«Q 
 
 OGOD,  my  grateful  foul  afpires 
 To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
 My  tongue,  with  cheerful  ibngs  of  praife^ 
 Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 
 
 2  Awake,  my  heart,  and  thou,  my  voice, 
 
 Thy  te  pay  ; 
 
 And  let  a  hymn  of  facred  joy 
 Salute  the  op'ning  day. 
 
 3  To  all  the  lifVnmg  world  around 
 
 Thy  goodnefs  1  will  ling  ; 
 "Whilft  every  grateful  tongue  fn all  join 
 To  praife  tr?  eternal  King. 
 
 4  Bccaufe  thy  mercy's  boundlefs  height 
 
 The  higheit  heav'n  tranfeends  ; 
 And  fax  beyond  the  fpreading  earth 
 inels  extends  : 
 
 5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 
 :^.rry  frame  ; 
 A*nd  let  the  world,  with  one  content, 
 Confefs  thy  glorious  name. 
 
 Altered  from  T.\ 
 
t6i  Psalm   109,  no. 
 
 pralm   CIX.      Common  Metre.     [#] 
 
 Love  to   Enemies,  fnm    the   Exam  fie   cf  Clrifl. 
 
 OGOD,  we  celeb-ate  thy  praifc, 
 Thy  mercy  is  our  fong  ; 
 Though  finncrs  fpeak  againft  thy  grace 
 With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 
 a  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
 Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
 With  cruel  flanders,  falfe  and  vain, 
 They  conipafo'd  him  around. 
 
 3  Their  mis'ries  his  compaflion  mov'd, 
 
 Their  peace  lie  {till  puriu'd  ; 
 They  rendered  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  murderers  en  his  crofs. 
 And  blefs'd  his  foes  in  death. 
 
 5  Let  not  this  bright  example  ihine 
 
 In  vain  before  our.  eyes  ; 
 May  we  like  him  to  peace  incline, 
 And  love  our  enemies. 
 
 6  Thus  (hajl  we  too  thine  image  bear, 
 
 And  thus  our  fonihip  prove  ; 
 For  good  and  bnd  thy  bounty  {hare, 
 Thou  God  of  bouadlefs  love. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 ^>faim  CX.     Long  Metre.     [*ort>] 
 
 'The   Pricjtboad  and  Kingdom   cf  Cbtiji. 
 
 THUS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 
 To  Chrifl  his  Son,  "  Afcend  and  fit 
 ¥  At  my  right  hand*  till  I  (hall  make 
 ¥  Thy  foes  fubmiilive  at  thy  feet. 
 
Psalm    hi.  i<\; 
 
 2  fi  From  Zion  (hall  thy  word  proceed  ; 
 u   fhy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
 
 (l  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  Tinners  bleed, 
 "  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 
 
 3  "  O  bleiTed  power  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
 "  A  fplendid  vicYry  (hall  enfue  ! 
 
 11  And  converts  who  thy  grace  obey 
 11  Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew  !" 
 
 4  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 
 Nor  will  repent  the  thing  he  fwore  •, 
 41  Eternal  ihali  thy  prietthood  be, 
 
 "  When  Aaroti*  ions  friall  ferve  no  more. 
 
 5  u  Mfchiztdek  the  wondrous  prieft, 
 11  Whole  generation  was  unknown, 
 
 "  The  king  of  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 
 <6  Was  a  fair  type  of  Chrift  my  Son." 
 
 6  Through  all  the  earth  his  reign  fhaii  fpread, 
 And  fierce  oppofers  frown  in  vain  $ 
 
 For  Gcd  fhail  raife  his  humble  head, 
 And  his  exalted  throne  maintain. 
 
 Watts,  varied, 
 
 Pfalm  CXI.     Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Ybe   Divire  PcrjeZihns. 
 
 PI\  AISE  ye  the  Lord  \  to  fpeak  his  praife, 
 My  foul  her  utmoft  powers  mall  raife, 
 With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
 Of  thole  who  to  his  houfe  belong. 
 
 2  His  works,  for  greatnefs  though  renown'd, 
 His  wondrous  works  are  always  found, 
 1  v  thofe  who  feek  for  them  aright, 
 And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 
 
164  Psalm   112. 
 
 3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fame, 
 And  univcrfal  glory  claim  •, 
 I  lis  truth,  connrmM  through  ages  paft, 
 
 a  By  pre:  :.rfd 
 
 To  keep  his  woii  irks  in  mind  ; 
 
 And  to  pofterity  reo 
 
 How  good  and  gr  the  Lord. 
 
 5  Juft  arc  /nZs  °f  h'ls  haads, 
 Immutable  arc  hw  rids  ; 
 
 By  truth  and  equity  fultain'd, 
 And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 
 
 6  Who  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  w.n, 
 Mult  with  the  fear  or  •  in  ; 
 Immortal  pt  i 
 
 Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 J?fa!m  cxii.    l  i*w\>} 
 
 T.'.  C 
 
 Til  VT  m  m  is  Heft  who  (lands  in  awe 
 Of  Gud,  and  loves  his  facred  law  ; 
 His  name  on  earth  (hail  be  renown  V», 
 And  with  increasing  honour  crown'd. 
 
 2  His  hofpitable  houfe  fliall  be 
 
 To  friends  and  I  .Vee  *, 
 
 His  virtue  fafe  from  ail  decay, 
 Shall  blelTings  to  his  h  vey. 
 
 3  The  man  that's  fiiTd  with  virtue's  light 
 Shines  brighte  i  Stion's  night  \ 
 
 Con  ^^T'on  dwells  within  his  mind, 
 His  juitice  flows  to  all  mankind. 
 
Psalm  113.  165 
 
 4  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends  ; 
 To  fome  he  ^ives,  to  others  lends  j 
 And  what  his  charity  impairs, 
 
 He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 
 
 5  Though  dangers  threaten  him  around, 
 Unmov'd  (hall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 
 The  f.veet  remembrance  of  the  jufl 
 Shall  flourifh  when  he  Seeps  in  duft. 
 
 t6  His  hands,  whilft  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
 tji*  glory's  future  harveft  ibw'd  \ 
 Whence  he  mall  reap  a  fure  reward, 
 And  dwell  forever  with  the  Lord. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 Ipfalm  CXIII.     Long  Metre.     [#] 
 
 Divine    Greatnefs  and  Cundefcerjion, 
 
 YE  fervants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
 In  every  age  his  praifes  fmg  •, 
 Where'er  the  circling  fun  dif plays 
 His  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays. 
 
 2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  Iky, 
 Stands  his  high  throne  of  majeity  ; 
 Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
 Can  give  his  vaft  dominion  bounds. 
 
 3  What  impious  mortal  rafhlv  dare, 
 What  angel,  with  our  God  compare  ? 
 His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
 Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ! 
 
 4  He  how-  \\\<  glorious  head  to  view 
 What  the  bright  hods  of  angels  do  ; 
 
 A  condefcer.ds  yet  more  to  know 
 The  mean  affairs  of  men  be] 
 
1 66  Psalm   114. 
 
 5   From  dull  and  cottages  obfcure, 
 His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor ; 
 Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  fons, 
 And  makes  them  meet  for  heav'niy  thrones. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  CXIV.     long  Metre.     [xorb] 
 
 Miracles  atitndir.g  Ifratfs   youmry. 
 
 WHEN  Ifrael,  free'd  fiom  Pharaoh's  hand, 
 Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
 The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
 Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 
 
 2  Acrcfs  the  deep  their  journey  lay, 
 The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  j 
 Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
 With  backward  current  to  his  head. 
 
 3  The  mountains  ihook  like  trembling  flieep, 
 Like  lambs,  the  frrraller  hills  did  leap  ; 
 Not  Sinai  on  its  bale  could  it  and, 
 Confcious  of  fovereigii  power  at  hand. 
 
 4  What  power  could  make  the  fea  divide  ? 
 Or  Jordan  backward  roll  hi?  tide  ? 
 Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 
 
 And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 
 
 5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood 
 Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God  *, 
 The  King  of  Ifrael  !  fee  him  here  ! 
 Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
 
 6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
 The  rock  to  flowing  v/ater  turns  ; 
 
 From  itones,  (bring  fountains  at  his  word, 
 And  earth  and  leas  confefs  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts. 
 
Psalm    115,  116.  167 
 
 PCaim  CXV.     Long  Metre.     [fcorfrj 
 
 Idolatry    rc£  /  c  ~j:d. 
 
 NOT  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  duft  \ 
 Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due  ; 
 But  to  thy  name,  thou  only  jiift, 
 Then  only  gracious,  wife  and  true  ! 
 
 2  Thy  dreadful  majefty  proclaim, 
 Nor  let  the  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
 
 gg     Iniult  us,  and,  to  raife  our  (name,  * 
 
 Say  "where's  the  God  you've  ferv*d  fo  long  ?* 
 
 3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  Ivs  throne 
 Above  the  clouds,  beyond  th 
 Through  a!!  the  earth  his  wili  is  done. 
 He  knows  our  groans,  and  hears  our  cr:_ 
 
 4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 
 
 Are  fenfelefs  fliapes  of  (tone  or  wo 
 At  bell  a  mafsof  glittering  ore, 
 A  filver  faint,  or  golden  god, 
 
 5  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  h 
 Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  r 
 The  Lord  ilia  11  build  thy  rums  up, 
 
 I       And  blefs  the  people  and  the  prieit. 
 
 *  6  The  dead  no  more  can 
 
 They  dwell  in  filence,  in  the  grave  ; 
 Bur,  whilft  we  live,  we'll  Gng  thy  gri 
 And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfaun  cxvr.  c 
 
 Proifd  Jlr  Deliverance  f'om   D'jirefs, 
 
 TTHAT  fhall  I  render  to  my  God, 
 
 .     w  T>Vir  oil    hie   Inn  rlnpfc   fhn'vTi    ? 
 
 W 
 
 For  aji  his  kindnefs  fliown 
 
j£8  Psaim   II 
 
 /• 
 
 My  feet  (hall  vifit  thine  abode, 
 My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 
 
 2  Among  the  faints  who  fill  thy  houfe, 
 
 My  offering  ihall  Be  paid  ; 
 There  (hall  my  ?eal  perform  the  vows 
 My  foul  in  anguifh  made. 
 
 3  Flow  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
 
 Thou  ever  bleffed  Goj>  ! 
 How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight ! 
 
 How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 
 
 4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 
 
 How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
 My  life,  which  thou  hail  made  thy  carey 
 Lord,  I  devote  to1  thee. 
 
 5  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 
 
 And  thy  rich  grace  record  \ 
 Wituefs,  ye  fainfs.  who  hear  me  now, 
 If  i  forfake  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfatm  CXVIl.     Short  Metre.     r£J 
 
 Pra'tfs  to    Cx!  from  all  Nations. 
 
 THY  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
 Shall  found  through,  diftant  lands ; 
 Great  is  thy  grace,  and  lure  thy  wrord, 
 Thy  truth  forever  Hands. 
 
 2  Far  be  thine  honours  fpread, 
 
 Long  may  thy  praife  endure ; 
 Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  fhade 
 
 Shall  be  exshang'u  i>o  more. 
 
Psalm   iiS.  169 
 
 pfalm  cxviii.v.  1 8,  i9.  iftp.  c.  M.  m 
 
 Rc:ov:ry  /rem  Snimfs. 
 
 SOY'REIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
 In  every  chaft'ning  ftroke  ; 
 And  whilft  I  (mart  beneath  tfcy  rod, 
 Thy  prefence  I  invoke. 
 
 2  To  thee,  in  my  diitrefs,  I  cry' J, 
 
 Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 
 Thy  powerful  word  my  life  proIongYu 
 And  brought  falvation  near. 
 
 3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteoufnefs, 
 
 That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
 I  may  record  my  folemn  vows, 
 And  tune  my  grateful  fong. 
 
 4  Praife  to  the  Lord,  whofe  gentle  hand 
 
 Renews  our  laboring  breath  •, 
 Praife  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faints 
 Triumphant  in  their  death. 
 
 5  My  God,  in  that  appointed  hour, 
 
 fhe  heav'iMy  world  difplay  •, 
 Where  fin  and  death  (hall  have  no  place,- 
 And   teaTS  be  wip'd  away. 
 
 6  There,  whilft  the  nations  of  the  blefs'd 
 
 With  rapture  fiog  around  \ 
 
 My  anthems  to  delivering  grace 
 
 In  loftier  (brains  (hall  found. 
 
 Doddridge,  with  Variation. 
 
 ■      1        r 
 
 pfalmCXVIfl.    Sec.  Part.    CM.   M 
 
 F  r    the    L;rfs    Day. 
 
 THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made> 
 He  call  the  hours  his  own  > 
 P 
 
ijro  i   1 1 S. 
 
 Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
 And  praife  furround  thy  throne. 
 
 2  This  day,  the  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
 
 And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
 This  day  the  faints  his  triumph  fpread- 
 1  all  his  wonders  tell. 
 
 3  Rofanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 
 
 To  Da  D ; 
 
 Save  us,  O  Lord,  defcend  and  bring 
 Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
 
 4  Bled  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 
 
 With  inefTages  of  grace  •, 
 Who  comes  in  God,  his  Father's  name; 
 To  fave  our  finful  race. 
 
 5  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  {trains 
 
 The  church  on  earth  can  rarfe  *, 
 TBc  higheft  heavens  in  which  he  reigns 
 Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
 
 WATTf, 
 
 ipialUl  CXVIil.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Salvation   ly    Ct 
 
 BEHOLD  the  corner  (lone, 
 ch  God  in  Zion  I 
 To  "pes  upon, 
 
 And  his  eternal  praife  ! 
 
 2  The  :  and  prieft 
 Reject   it  with  difdain  ; 
 
 \  (bail  Zion  r. 
 And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
 
 3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
 And  wondrous  in  our  ey 
 
 is  day  declares  it  all  divine  * 
 Fhis  day  did  Jefus  rifei 
 
Psalm   119.  171 
 
 4  How  glorious  is  the  day, 
 By  our  Redeemer  made  i 
 
 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  tins  grace  cifplays  ; 
 
 And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
 Our  facrifice  of  praife. 
 
 Watt  3. 
 
 Pfaim  CXIX.  FirftPart.  CM.  [*or^ 
 
 The   Hopp'mefs   of  a   virtuous  Life, 
 
 HOW  blefs-d"  are  they  who  always  keep 
 The  pure  and  perfect  way; 
 Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
 Of  God's  commandments  itray ! 
 
 2  How  blefs'd,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 
 
 Have  (till  obedient  been, 
 And  have  with  humble  fervent  zeal 
 His  favour  fought  to  win  ! 
 
 3  Such  men  their  utmoft  caution  ufe 
 
 To  (bun  each  wicked  deed  ; 
 
 But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 
 
 With  conftant  care  proceed. 
 
 4  Thou  ftridtly  haft  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 
 
 To  learn  thy  facred  will, 
 And  all  our  diligence  employ 
 'ihy  ftatutes  to  fulfil. 
 
 5  O  then  that  thy  mod  holy  will 
 
 Might  o'er  our  ways  prefide  j 
 
9jt  Psalm    119. 
 
 And  we  the  ccurfe  of  all  our  life 
 By  thy  direction  guide  ! 
 
 6  Then  with  aflurance  fhould  we  walk 
 From  all  confufion.  free, 
 Convinc'd,  with  joy,  that  all  our  ways 
 With  thy  commands  agree. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 Jpfaim  CXIX,    Sec.  Part.    C.  M,     £M 
 
 ^he    Banger   attending  Youth. 
 
 INDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eye 
 The  fons  of  men  furvey  ; 
 And  fee  how  youthful  finners  fport 
 In  a  deitrucYiye  way. 
 
 2  In  pleafure's  flowery  path  they  tread, 
 
 On  future  years  preiume  -, 
 Although  ten  thoufancl  (hares  are  fpread, 
 To  fnatch  them  to  the  tomb. 
 
 3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  mind, 
 
 Amus'd  with  airy  dreams  ; 
 That  heavenly  wifdom  may  difpel 
 Their  vifionary  fchemes. 
 N4  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk. 
 And  make  thy  word  their  guide  j 
 Till  each,  the  danger  fafely  pad, 
 On  Zion's  hill  abide. 
 
 Doddridge,  with  Varlr.rJOii. 
 
 jpfalmCXlX.    Third  Part.    C.  M.   [fc] 
 
 R.pentance  and   Obedience. 
 
 rnpiHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  ; 
 X        Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
 jMy  heart  prepares  t'  obey  thy  word, 
 ^nd  iuiicrs  no  delay. 
 
Psalm   119.  j#j 
 
 2  I  choofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
 
 And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 
 
 Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
 
 Can  make  me  fo  rejoice. 
 
 3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace 
 
 I  let  before  my  eyes  •, 
 Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrength, 
 And  there  my  comfcrt  lies. 
 
 4  If  e'er  I  wander  from  thy  path, 
 
 I  think  upon  my  ways, 
 Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands. 
 And  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
 
 5  If  thou  incline  this  wandering  heart 
 
 Thy  precepts  to  fulfil ; 
 Then,  till  my  mortal  life  fhall  end, 
 I  fhall  perform  thy  will. 
 
 Watt  3, 
 
 JPfalmCXIX.    4th Part.  CM.  [*or$ 
 
 Injli  uflion  from  Scripture. 
 
 THY  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light, 
 Which  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
 And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
 A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
 
 2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
 
 It  fp reads  fuch  light  abroad, 
 The  xneanefl  fouls  inftru.cr.ion  find. 
 And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God. 
 
 3  The  ftarry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 
 
 The  earth  preferves  her  place  ; 
 Jn  nature's  volume  night  and  day, 
 Thy  power  and  {kill  we  trace. 
 P2 
 
174  Psalm   119. 
 
 4  But  in  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 
 
 Are  leflbns  more  divine  ; 
 Not  earth  (lands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
 Nor  ftars  fo  nobly  fkine. 
 
 5  Thy  word  is  everlafling  truth *, 
 
 How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
 That  holy  book  fhall  guide  our  youth, 
 And  well  fupport  our  age. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  CXIX.     5th  Part,     L.  M.    [t>] 
 
 Godly  §orroiv  for  the  Sins  cf  Men. 
 
 ARISE,  my  tender  thoughts,  arife  ; 
 Let  torrents  drown  my  weeping  eyes  : 
 And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguiih  feel 
 Thofe  evils  which  thou  canft  not  heal. 
 
 2  See  human  beings  funk  in  fliame  •, 
 See  fcandals  pour'd  on  Jcfus'  name  j 
 See  God  infulted  through  his  Son, 
 The  world  abus'd,  the  foul  undone. 
 
 3  My  heart  with  reverence  hears  thy  word, 
 And  trembles  at  thy  threat'nings,  Lord  ; 
 I  know  the  wretched,  dreadful  end 
 
 To  which  their  <:arelefs  (teps  defcend. 
 
 4  My  God,  the  mournful  fcene  I  view, 
 With  horror  and  with  pity  too  •, 
 
 O  could  my  fympathy  reclaim 
 
 Ihe  wretches  from  deitru&ive  flame  ! 
 
 5  But  feeble  my  companion  proves, 
 
 It  can  but  weep,  where  molt  it  loves  ; 
 7'hy  own  all-f iving  grace  employ, 
 And  turn  the{e  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 
 
 DODDRIDGE 
 
Psalm   119.  175 
 
 fcPullm  CXIX.    6th  Part.  C.  M.  [X  or  1,3 
 
 OHOW  I  love  thy  holy  law, 
 '  ris  daily  my  delight ; 
 And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
 Divine  advice  by  night. 
 
 2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  clay, 
 
 To  mediate  thy  word  \ 
 My  foul  with  longing  melts  away, 
 To  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 
 
 3  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  jthe  fkies, 
 
 1  caU  thy  words  to  mind  ; 
 My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rite, 
 And  God's  acceptance  find. 
 
 4  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  , 
 
 Haw  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
 It  (  y  tirefome  pilgrim  a -c, 
 
 And  yields  a  heavenly  long  ! 
 
 5  Am  I  a  ftrariger,  or  at  home, 
 
 'Tis  my  continual  feait  : 
 Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
 So  much  allures  the  tatte. 
 
 6  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind, 
 
 Nor  fliill  thy  word  be  fold 
 For  loads  of  Giver  well  reiia'd,  ? 
 
 Nor  heaps  of  (hiding  gold. 
 
 7  When  narure  finks  and  fpirits  drccp, 
 
 Thy  promlhs  of  grace 
 Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
 And  elevate  my  praife. 
 
 Watts 
 
i*]b  Pj-'ALM     1  . 
 
 jpftlim  CXIX.  7thPart.  CM.  [#0r 
 
 77<<r  Fa  fifty  and  Comfort  of  tit  divine  IV or  J. 
 
 LOR.D,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
 Thy  ftatutes  all  arc  jufl ; 
 They  make  my  nobleft  powers  rejoice, 
 And  mortify  my  lurt. 
 
 2  Thy  precepts  often  I  furvey, 
 
 And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight, 
 Through  all  the  bufmefs  of  the  day, 
 To  form  my  actions  right. 
 
 3  And  when  my  fpirit  takes  her  fill 
 
 From  fountains  {o  divine, 
 Not  mighty  men  that  ihare  the  fpoil, 
 Have  joy  compared  to  mine. 
 
 4  I  read  the  hi ll'ries  of  thy  love, 
 
 And  keep  thy  grace  in  fight ; 
 Whilft  through  the  promifcs  I  rove 
 With  ever  new  delight 
 
 5  'Tis  like  a  land  of  wealth  unknown, 
 
 Where  living  fprtngs  arife  ; 
 Seeds  cf  immortal  blifs  are  (own, 
 And  hidden  glory  lies. 
 
 6  The  bell  relief  that  mourners  have  •, 
 
 It  makes  our  forrows  bicil ; 
 Our  faxreft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
 And  our  eternal  reft. 
 
 V,    A. 
 
 IPfalm  CXIX.    8th  Part.  CM.  l 
 
 lbs   Fttficiittn    of  Scupt ur?. 
 
 LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
 To  form  one  perfecr  book  ; 
 Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  | 
 How  mean  their  writings  look  } 
 
Psalm    119.  177 
 
 2  Not  the  mod  perfect  rules  they  gave, 
 
 Could  ihew  one  fin  forgiven  ; 
 
 Nor  lead  a  ftep  beyond  the  grave  ; 
 
 But  thine. conduct  to  heaven. 
 
 3  Pve  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
 
 Perfection,  here  below  ; 
 How  ftiort  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
 And  can  no  farther  go. 
 
 4  But  thy  command?,  O  righteous  Lord, 
 
 Pervade  the  heart  within  ; 
 Thy  perfe£t  law,  ng  broad, 
 
 Detects  the  fecr^i 
 
 5  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 
 
 While  fia  defiles  our  frame, 
 And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
 They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 
 
 6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 
 
 Fall  far  beneath  thy  word  , 
 But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufoefs 
 Dwell  only  with  ths  Lord. 
 
 Wa  t 
 
 jpfaim  cxrjt.  9th Pan.  Km.  w«7j 
 
 D:fire   of  Divine   KnirikJr!. 
 
 THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
 Plow  great  thy  works  appear  ! 
 Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
 And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
 ?   My  fleih,  by  thy  creating  hands, 
 Is  form'd  with  care  and  (kill  ; 
 O  make  me  learn  thy  juit  commands, 
 That  I  may  them  fulfil. 
 7  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 
 P>e  thou  my  conftant  guide  ; 
 
178  Psalm   119. 
 
 Dire&  the  way  my  ftet  fhall  g< 
 Nor  let  me  turn  ail 
 
 4  If  tjiou  to  me  thy  Ratines  fhew, 
 
 And  heavenly  truth  import  •, 
 Thy  work  forever  I'll  purfue, 
 Thy  law  ihall  rule  my  heart. 
 
 5  From  thofe  vain  objects  turn  my  fight, 
 
 Which  this  falfe  world  difplays  ; 
 But  give  me  heavenly  power  and  light, 
 To  tread  thy  righteous  ways. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts 
 
 Pfalm  CXIX.    Tenth  Part.  C.  M 
 
 Breathing  after   Hollncfs. 
 
 OT.H  AT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way?J 
 To  keep  his  ftatutes  ftili  •, 
 O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
 To  know  and  do  his  will. 
 
 2  Send  thy  gccd  Spirit,  Lord,  to  write 
 
 Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
 Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
 Nor  a£t  the  liar's  part. 
 
 3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes, 
 
 Let  no  corrupt  defign, 
 Nor  ccvetcus  defires  arife 
 Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
 
 4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  word, 
 
 And  make  my  heart  hiicere  ; 
 Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
 
 But  keep  my  confcience  clear, 
 zj  My  foul  hath  goi 
 
 My  feet  too  often  Aide  ; 
 O  bring  iv.c  back  to  virtue's  way, 
 
 And  b^  thy  truth  my  guide. 
 
Psalm   119.  179 
 
 - — « — . — — 
 
 6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
 'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
 Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
 OiFend  againft  my  God. 
 
 XTatt?. 
 
 jPfalm  CXIX.  Eleventh  Part.  C.  M.  [« 
 
 Holy   Refdutlcr.;. 
 
 OTHAT  thy  ftatutes  every  hour 
 Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
 Thence  I  derive  a  quick'nmg  power, 
 And  daily  comfort  find. 
 
 2  Thy  word  mall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
 
 To  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
 And  be  an  ever  lifting  guard 
 From  every  rifing  fin. 
 
 3  To  iric  litate  tiiy  precepts,  Lord, 
 
 Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  \ 
 My  foul  (Kail  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
 Thy  word  is  all  my  j : 
 
 4  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
 
 If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
 From  fin's  deceit,  and  folly's  bands, 
 
 And  f-t  my  feet  at  lat 
 \  My  lips  T.wth  courage  (hall  declare 
 
 Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
 I'll  fpeak  thy  word,  {hough  tyrants  hear, 
 
 Nor  yield  to  mi  nil  ihame. 
 C  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
 
 Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill ; 
 I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  way*, 
 
 And  muft  obey  his 
 
 -TTft. 
 
i8o  Psalm  119. 
 
 pfalm  cxtx.    i2th~V3LttTc.M.  [/; 
 
 Tie  Hi  nx, 
 
 CONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
 And  thy  deliverance  knd  -, 
 D&y  foul  for  thy  fdvation  waits', 
 Wheii  will  my  troubles  end ! 
 
 z  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
 To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
 
 Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  law, 
 And  reverence  my  God. 
 
 3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 
 
 When  new  diftrefs  begins  , 
 I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  ways, 
 And  hate  my  former  fins. 
 
 4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 
 
 When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
 My  foul,  opprefc'd  with  forrow's  weight*. 
 Had  funk  among  the  dead. 
 
 5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  rig 
 
 Though  they  may  i'eem  fevere ; 
 In  all  the  fufPrings  i  endure* 
 
 Thy  grace  and  love  apj 
 
 6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaft'ning  rod) 
 
 My  feet  were  apt  to  fttay  * 
 
 But  now  I  learn  to  keep  t! 
 Nor  wander  from  thv  way.. 
 
 PfaimCXIX.    13th  Parr.    CM. 
 
 Prayer  for  Q-  ukenhtiv 
 
 Y  foul  lie  the  dufl, 
 
 (JL     Lord;  give  mc 
 
Psalm    119.  181 
 
 From  vain  defnes,  and  every  luft, 
 Turn  off  thefe  eyes  of  mine. 
 
 2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
 
 To  fpeed  me  in  my  way  ; 
 Left  I  (ho aid  loiter  in  my  race, 
 Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
 
 3  When  fore  afHiftions  prefs  me  down, 
 
 I  need  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
 Thy  word  that  I  have  relied  en 
 ShaH  help  ur  ft  hours. 
 
 4  Arc  nof  tJ  7  w  creign  (till  ? 
 
 And  thou. a  faithful  God  r 
 Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
 To  run  the  hcuv'nly  road  ? 
 
 5  Dees  not  my  heart  t!  rts  love  r 
 
 And  long  to  ce  ? 
 
 And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  rtiaye, 
 Without  ace  ! 
 
 6  Then  (hall  I  love  thy  gofpel  more, 
 
 And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
 When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  power, 
 chratw  me  near  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 flpfaimCXIX.     14th Part.   L.  M.    [&] 
 
 FATHER,  I  biefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
 How  kind  was  thy  chaftifing  rod  ! 
 That  forcM  my  confeience  to  a  fland, 
 And  brought  my  wand'ring  foul  to  Go  J  f 
 
 2  Foolifn  and  vain,  I  went  ait  ray, 
 Ere  I  bad  felt  thv  icourges,  Lord  ; 
 
 a. 
 
182  Psalm   120. 
 
 1  left  my  guide,  and  loft  my  way  ; 
 But  now  i  iove  and  kern  thy  word. 
 
 3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  \.  rar  the  yoke, 
 For  pri  aftd  fwell  ; 
 
 1  Tig  good  to  be  U  my  Father**  ftroke, 
 That  1  may  learn  hib  ftatutes  well. 
 
 4  TLe  law  that  iflues  from  thy  mouth, 
 Shall  raiie  my  cheerful  pafhons  more 
 Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fouthr 
 Or  we  item  hills  of  golden  o?e. 
 
 5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
 Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  foul  within  •, 
 
 Teach  me  to  love  thy  holy  name, 
 And  guard  me  fafe  from  every  fin. 
 
 6  Then  thofe  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord/ 
 In  my  faJvation  fball  rejoice  ; 
 
 For  1  have  trufted  in  thy  word, 
 And  make  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfalm  CXX.     Common  Metre.       [[,] 
 
 Complaint   agm'injl   Rh emirs. 
 
 THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  b!eft» 
 Pity  my  fufPring  ft  ate  ; 
 When  wilt  rhou  fet  my  foul  at  reft 
 From  men  who  love  deceit  ? 
 
 1  Ah,  woe  is  me,  to  have  my  feat 
 Amoug  the  fons  of  ft  rife  \ 
 Perpetual  infult  doorn'd  to  meet, 
 From  men  of  refllefs  life. 
 
 3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
 Pd  rather  chcofe  to  roam 
 In  fome  wide,  lonefomc  wiMecneu, 
 To  find  st  Cent  home. 
 
Psalm   Mi-  183 
 
 4  Peace  is  the  blefling  that  I  feek, 
 
 And  friendly  terms  prepare  ; 
 But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  fpeak, 
 They  all  for  war  declare. 
 
 5  New  paffions  ftill  their  fouls  engage, 
 
 And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  -, 
 What  fhall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
 O  thou  provoking  tongue ! 
 
 6  Should  deadly  arrows  ftrike  thee  through, 
 
 Strict  juftice  would  approve  : 
 But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
 And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 
 
 Watts  and  Mermc*. 
 
 J£Mm  CXXI.    Common  Metre.    [*i»H 
 
 Dlvint  Prefcfoat'ivn. 
 
 FROM  Zion's  hill,  my  help  defcends ; 
 To  God  1  lift  mine  eyes ; 
 My  ftrength  alone  on  him  depends, 
 Who  built  the  earth  and  ikies. 
 
 2  He,  ever  watchful,  ever  nigh, 
 
 Forbids  my  feet  to  Aide  •, 
 No  fleep  nor  fl timber  feals  the  eye 
 Of  Ifrael's  faithful  Guide. 
 
 3  He  will  fuftain  my  feeble  powers 
 
 With  his  almighty  arm  ; 
 And  watch  my  moft  unguarded  hours 
 A  gain  ft  all  fatal  harm. 
 
 4  Then  let  my  foul  fecurely  reft, 
 
 My  guardian  is  the  Lord  ; 
 His  power  which  makes  my  (lumbers  blefe, 
 Protection  will  afford. 
 
184  PSALM     12  1. 
 
 5  Nor  fcorching  fun,  ncr  fickly  moon, 
 
 Will  he  permit  to  ("mite  *, 
 He  fhields  my  head  from  burning  noon, 
 From  noxious  damps  by  nij 
 
 6  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  w/.r, 
 
 God  will  m j  •  d  ; 
 
 Cor  from  every  fnare, 
 
 Saft  to  my  jounv.Vs  end. 
 
 Tate,  Watts,  and  JVI: 
 
 > 
 
 ii?lai!!:  CXXI.  Eallcl-jah  Mare.  [v. 
 
 Divine  Pi  fa  vatfom. 
 
 TO  God  I  lift  mine  ey 
 From  whom  is  all  my  aid  ; 
 The  God  who  built  the  fides, 
 And  earth's  foundation  laid. 
 God  is  the  tower 
 To  which  I  fly  ; 
 His  grace  is  iigh 
 In  every  hour. 
 
 2  My  feet  fhall  never  Aide, 
 And  fall  in  fatal  fnares  ; 
 Since  God,  my  heavenly  guide^ 
 Will  diffi'pate  my  fears. 
 
 Thofe  wakeful  eyes 
 Which  never  deep, 
 Shall  Jfratf  k.;er.^ 
 When  daggers  rife. 
 
 3  No  burning  heat  by  d^y, 
 Nor  blaft  oi  ait, 
 
 Snail  take  my  I 
 
 If  God  be  with  me  there. 
 
Psalm    122.  18? 
 
 Thou  art  my  light 
 And  thou  my  ihade, 
 To  guard  my  head, 
 By  day  or  night. 
 
 Haft  thou  not  promis'd,  Lord, 
 To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
 And  I  can  truft  thy  word, 
 To  keep  my  mortal  breath* 
 
 I'll  go  and  come, 
 
 Nor  fear  to  die, 
 
 Till  from  on  high 
 
 Thou  call  me  home. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JpCalm  CXXII.      Common  Metre.      [*f 
 
 For  the  Lord^s  Day  IVTcrning. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  rifing  dawn  appear, 
 Which  calls  our  willing  feet 
 To  tread  thy  courts,  O  God,  and  hers 
 Our  fotemn  praife  repeat. 
 
 2  Fair  Zion's  gates  are  our  delight  ^ 
 
 Within  her  walls  we  ft  and  j 
 And  all  her  happy  fons  unite 
 In  friendlhip's  facred  band. 
 
 3  We  love  the  place  where  Zion'i  Lord 
 
 Is  pieas'd  to  (hew  his  face  ; 
 
 Here  he  proclaims  his  holy  word, 
 
 And  here  accepts  our  praife. 
 
 4  With  reverend  awe  and  godly  fear, 
 
 We  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
 For  thou  the  fervent  prayer  wilt  hear, 
 Through  thy  beloved  don. 
 
1 86  Tsalm    111. 
 
 5  Peace  be  wit]  uce, 
 
 Ard  joy  a  ccntlant  gueft  •, 
 With  be  .-  \y  grace, 
 
 Be  her  .at  bleu. 
 
 6  Our  foil  Tor  Zion  full, 
 
 .fj  cr  breath  xi 
 Tor  here  our  friends  and  b:  well, 
 
 And  here  rur  Sav;our  | 
 
 Wati  s  2.r.d  Mr.£a:cK.  Liiitexl  and  varied. 
 
 Pfalm  CXXIL     Particular  Metre.    [*] 
 
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 TT  T 
 
 <•  C  *y  P 
 
 Y  e 
 
 A::  .  :y. 
 
 .J  ; 
 
 3  1 1 
 
 Be  '     :c; 
 
 makes  the  Wicl 
 
 But  humble  £  ;  r. 
 
 Atk 
 Tc  .  foul  of  e 
 
Psalm   123.  187 
 
 The  man  who  feeks  thy  peace, 
 And  wifhes  thine  increafe, 
 A  thoufand  blcflings  on  him  reft  ! 
 
 5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
 
 "  Peace  to  this  facred  houfe." 
 For  here  my  friends  and  brethren  dwell ; 
 
 And  price  my  glorious  God 
 
 Makes  thee  his  bled  abode, 
 My  foul  fhall  ever  love  thee  well. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpfalm  CXXIII.     Common  Metre.      [l>3 
 
 Phjding  tvifb  Sulm:jjion. 
 
 OTHOU,  whcfe  grace  and  juftice  reign, 
 Enthron'd  above  the  flcj, 
 To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
 To  thee  we  lift  our  eye. 
 
 2  As  fervants  watch  their  matter's  hand, 
 
 And  dread  the  Item  rebuke  ; 
 Or  maids  before  their  miilrcfs  itand, 
 And  wait  the  peaceful  lock  : 
 
 3  So  for  our  fins  we  juiTly  feel 
 
 Thy  righteous  hand,  O  God  ; 
 Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  Hill, 
 Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 
 
 4  Thofe  who  in  eafe  and  plcafure  live. 
 
 Our  daily  groans  deri 
 And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
 
 1  i    Li  t  their  pride. 
 
 5  Our  foes  irrfah  ur  bbpe 
 
 In  thy  corflp^fllen  lies  -, 
 This  thought  ihall  bear  our  fpiritsup, 
 That  Gou  v/iii  not  defpife. 
 
 Watts, 
 
1 88  Psalm   124,  125. 
 
 jjpfalm  CXXIV.     Long  Metre.     [*J 
 
 Deliverance  from  Enerrrer. 
 
 HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ilrael  fay, 
 Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  fide. 
 When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
 Rofe  like  the  (welling  of  the  tide  ; 
 
 2  The  fwelling  tide  had  ftopt  our  breath, 
 So  fiercely  did  the  billows  roll ; 
 
 We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  death  ; 
 The  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  foul. 
 
 3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  fhout  and  fing, 
 Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  ftroke  ; 
 So  flics  the  bird  with  lively  wing, 
 When  once  the  fowler's  fnare  is  broke. 
 
 4  Forever  blefied  be  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  broke  the  fowler's  deadly  fnare  ; 
 Who  fav'd  us  from  the  threat' ning  fword, 
 And  made  our  lives  his  watchful  care. 
 
 5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 
 
 Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  ikies  ; 
 Who  flill  upholds  all  nature's  frame, 
 And  guards  his  church  with  wakeful  eyes. 
 
 Watts 
 
 JPfpJm  CXXV.    Common  Metre.  &  r    "  ] 
 
 T/ia'  an  J  Safety* 
 
 UNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  hill, 
 And  firm  as  mountains  be, 
 When  tempefts  rife,  the  foul  {hail  ft  ana 
 That  trulls,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 
 
 2   As  lofty  mountains  flood  to  guard 
 Fair  Salem's  happy  ground, 
 $0  God's  almighty  power  and  love 
 Enxlofe  his  church  arojind. 
 
Psalm    126.  189 
 
 3  Though  he  cerrritf  the  tvr.mt's  rod 
 
 .e; 
 Yet,  Ie(t  \  .;eep, 
 
 Its  fury  fl 
 
 4  The  Lord  will  gently  der.l  with  thofe, 
 
 Whbfe  filial  love  and  fear, 
 Whofe  faith,  and  hope,  and  every  grace 
 Proclaim  their  hearts  iincere. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 Pfalm  CXXVI.      Common  Metre.     [%1 
 
 Rem  'r'a'Je   JDtlivrance. 
 
 WHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name. 
 And  chang'd  our  mournful  Hate, 
 Our  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
 The  work  appeared  fo  great. 
 
 2  u  Great  is  the  work,"  our  brethren  cry'd, 
 
 And  c.vn'd  the  power  divine  ; 
 "  Great  is  the  work,"  our  fouls  reply'd, 
 "  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
 
 3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  ikies, 
 
 Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
 Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
 To  rivers  of  delight. 
 
 4  Let  thofe  who  fow  in  fr.dnefs,  wait 
 
 '  rill  the  fair  harvefl  come  ; 
 They  fliall  confefs  their  {heaves  are  great, 
 And  inout  the  bleffings  home. 
 
 5  The  feed,  though  buried  long  in  dud, 
 
 Will  not  deceive  their  hope  ; 
 The  precious  grain  cannot  be  loft, 
 For  grace  enfures  the  crop. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ! 
 
190         Psalm   127,  128. 
 
 Jpfalm  CXXV1I.  Common  Metre.  [*orH 
 
 Svcccfs   and  Prtfptrity  frim     A   < 
 
 IF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 
 The  builders  work  in  vain  j 
 Cities  without  his  watchful  eye 
 An  ufelefs  guard  maintain. 
 
 2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day, 
 
 And  late  to  reft  repair  j 
 Allow  no  refpite  to  our  toil, 
 And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 
 
 3  But,  if  we  truft  our  Father's  love, 
 
 And  in  his  ways  delight. 
 He'll  give  us  needful  food  by  day. 
 And  quiet  fleep  by  night. 
 
 4  Then  children,  relatives  aod  friends 
 
 Shall  real  buffings  prove  •, 
 And  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends 
 Be  crown'd  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 Tate  and  Wattj,  with  Addition. 
 
 Pfalm  CXXVIII.     Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 family  Duiit;  and  Blejjirgt. 
 
 BLEST  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
 And  walks  by  his  unerring  word  y 
 Comfort  and  peace  his  davs  attend, 
 And  God  will  ever  prove  his  friend. 
 
 2  To  him  who  condefcends  to  dwell 
 With  faints  in  their  obfeureft  cell, 
 Be  our  domeftic  altars  rais'd, 
 And  daily  let  his  name  be  piais'd. 
 
 3  To  him  may  each  aiTerobled  houfe 
 Prefent  their  night  and  morning  vows  j 
 
Psalm    129.  191 
 
 Their  fervants  and  their  rifing  race 
 Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  grace. 
 
 4  Then  fhall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 
 Still  more  delightful  bleflings  prove  j 
 And  parents'  hearts  (hall  overflow 
 With  joys  that  parents  only  know. 
 
 j  When  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 
 *    Shall  fee  our  children's  children  rife  ; 
 
 Till  pleas'd  and  thankful  we  remore, 
 
 And  join  the  family  above. 
 
 Doddribge  and  Merrick,  united  and  varied. 
 
 j^falmCXXIX.    Long Metr$.     [*  or  £J 
 (A  new  verfion.) 
 
 *The  Ccunfcls  nf  Enemies  Sfappointtd, 
 
 HOW  often  have  our  reftlefs  foes 
 Their  arts  employ'd  to  vex  our  land  f 
 But  God  did  kindly  interpofe  ; 
 His  power  hath  made  our  feet  to  ftand. 
 
 2  By  fubtil  wiles  as  dark  as  night, 
 Their  malice  lay  a  while  conceal'd  ; 
 But  foon  the  mifchief  fprang  to  light, 
 And  all  their  projects  Hood  reveai'd. 
 
 3  With  pride  and  power  and  lifted  hand,    j 
 They  dealt  their  vengeful  blows  around  ; 
 Our  backs  were  like  the  furrew'd  land, 
 When  ploughmen  break  the  (lubborn  ground. 
 
 4  But  fecret  arts,  and  open  force 
 Have  never  mov'd  our  fled  fail  feet  ; 
 His  jttftice  ftill  maintains  its  oourfe, 
 And  he  will  all  their  plots  defeat. 
 
 5  Like  wirher'd  graft  their  hopes  fhall  fade. 
 Nor  God  nor  man  their  counfels  blefs  ; 
 
192  Psalm   130. 
 
 No  friendly  hand  (null  lend  them  aid, 
 No  tongue  (hall  with  them  good  fuccefs. 
 
 ;.(m  CXXX.       (  Mclrc.      [b] 
 
 LOaD,  fnould'ft  thou  call  \li  to  thy  bar, 
 Should  thine  impartial  hand 
 Avenge  our  firta  :>y  law, 
 
 What  mortal  flcA  could  Hand  ! 
 
 2  But  fovereign  mercy  dwells  with  thee  ; 
 
 Hope  dawns  armeftt  our  fe; 
 Divine  forgiveness  large  and  free, 
 Shtill  wipe  our  flowing  tears. 
 
 3  On  thee  alone  our  fouls  would  wait. 
 
 And  in  thy  word  would  itay  > 
 Thy  prornifes  can  light  create. 
 And  turn  our  night  to  day. 
 
 4  Jufl  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
 
 Long  tor  the  mow  dug  {kit 
 Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
 And  meet  thetn  with  their  eyes  : 
 
 5  So  wait  our  fouls  to  fee  thy  grr.ee, 
 
 And,  more  intent  than  they, 
 M«  bt  the  firit  openings  of  thy  face, 
 And  find  a  brighter  day. 
 
 6  Let  contrite  finners  on  the  Lord, 
 
 \Y  :j  hope,  recline  •, 
 
 Juftice  and  mercy,  in  his  word, 
 v. 
 
 7  Unnumbor'd  the  '  fins  appear, 
 
 And  (ill  our  hearts  with  pah?  ; 
 Thy  boundkfs  love  difpels  our  fear, 
 And  cleunfes  every  itain. 
 
 Watts  and  Stlzl^ 
 
Psalm   130,  131.  103 
 
 PfaiiltCXXX.     Lcng  Metre,     [b] 
 
 }yarJor.ing  { 
 
 FROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
 To  thee,  my  God,  i  raiie  my  cry  *, 
 If  thou  fevereiy  mark  our  faults, 
 What  fieih  could  ftaud  before  thine  eye  ! 
 
 2  But  thou  hall  fet  thy  throne  of  gr^ce 
 Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there  ; 
 That  finners  may  approach  thy  face, 
 And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 
 
 3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
 And  long  and  wiih  for  breaking  day, 
 So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  ga*e  ; 
 When  will  my  God  his  face  C-.\. 
 
 4  My  trufl  is  nVd  upon  thy  word, 
 Nor  fhall  I  trutt  thy  word  in  vain  •, 
 Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lor;!, 
 And  find  relief  from  aii  their  pain. 
 
 5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
 Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
 He  turns  our  feet  from  (inful  ways, 
 And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 
 
 Watt  s. 
 
 J?)falm  CXXXI.     Common  Metre.      [)] 
 
 Humility   and  Content ment. 
 
 IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
 Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
 Or,  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
 Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 
 
 2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 
 All  difcontent  and  pri 
 
 R 
 
194  Psalm   132- 
 
 Nor  let  me,  in  erroneous  paths, 
 With  thoughtlefs  finners  glide. 
 
 3  Whate'cr  thine  all  difcerning  eye 
 
 S^es  for  thy  creature  fit, 
 I'll  blefs  the  good,  and  to  the  Ul 
 Contentedly  fubmit. 
 
 4  With  humble  pleafure  let  me  view 
 
 The  profp'rous  and  the  great  *, 
 Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
 And  odious  felf-concett. 
 
 £  Lei  not  defpair  nor  fell  revenge 
 Be  to  my  boibm  known  ; 
 O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woe, 
 And  patience  for  my  own. 
 
 6  Feed  me  with  neceffary  food, 
 
 I  aik   not  wealth  or  fame  ; 
 But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 
 And  fenfe  to  praife  thy  name. 
 
 7  May  my  fliil  days  cbfcurely  pafsj 
 
 Without  remorie  or  care; 
 And  let  me  for  the  parting  hour 
 Inceffandy  prepare. 
 
 B.  Willams's  Collection. 
 
 PfiUni  CXXXII.     Common  Mttre.    [*1 
 
 The  'JciL'ijh  umd  CbrrBtmn  CI urch$t  compared. 
 
 THE  Lord  in  Zion  piac\l  h;s  name, 
 His  ark  was  fettled  there  ; 
 To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
 To  worfhip  thrice  a  ye.-.r. 
 
 2  Thither  from  Canaan's  utmofi:  ends 
 
 The  favour'd  tribes  refort ; 
 
 And  God  his  lure  protection  leu 
 
 While  t-kcy  approach  his  court. 
 
Psalm    i 3 3. 195 
 
 3  But  Nye  have  nc  fuch  lengths  to  go, 
 
 Nor  fuch  a  tedious  road  ; 
 Where'er  thy  faints  afllnible  now, 
 There  is  a  houfe  cf  God. 
 
 4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 
 
 And  enter  to  thy  reft  ; 
 Lc  thy  church  waifs  with  longing  eves^ 
 Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bit  It. 
 
 5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
 
 Thy  Spirit  and  thy  woid  •, 
 All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
 
 Could  no  fuch  grace  a:, 
 
 6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 
 
 Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  \ 
 J31efs  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe, 
 Ani  fill  thy  poor  with  breaa. 
 
 Watts,  with  Variation. 
 
 praim  CX XXIII.     Short  Mttrc.      [fj 
 
 Br  liberty   Lc-.:. 
 
 BLEST  are  the  fons  cf  peace, 
 Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  *, 
 "Whole  kind  defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
 Through  all  their  actions  run  ! 
 
 2  Bled  is  the  pioui  hcufe, 
 
 Where  zea'  and  niendihip  meet ; 
 
 Their  (on  mingled  vows 
 
 Make  their  communion  fweet. 
 
 2  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
 
 The  fiunts  are  bleft  above  ; 
 Where  peace  like  morning  dew  ciitils, 
 
 And  all  the  air  i*  love, 
 
196  Psalm   134,  135. 
 
 Jpfaim  CXXX1V.     Long  Metre.      \$] 
 
 Daily    and  rightly    Devotion, 
 
 YE  fervants  of  th'  eternal  King, 
 Year  gratcfrf  hymns  in  triumph  fing  *, 
 Yc  who  attend  hi$  courts  by  day, 
 And  in  the  night  your  homage  pry. 
 
 2  Behold  the  fun,  obedient  (till 
 To  execute  his  Mai  :f's  will  ! 
 The  filver  moon  and  planets  roll 
 In  filence  round  the  flowing  pel". 
 
 3  As  they  difpenfe  their  ftcady  rays, 
 Like  them  be  coftflaiit  in  his  pra 
 Like  them,  harmonioufly  join 
 
 To  celebrate  the  hand  divine. 
 
 4  And  may  that  God  whofe  power  has  made 
 This  earth,  and  heaven's  wide  arch  diiplay'd, 
 From  facred  Zion  bid  you  prove 
 
 The  Bleffings  of  his  boundlefs  love. 
 
 Partly  from  Merrick. 
 
 Jpfallll  CXXXV.    Common  Metre.    p»] 
 
 Praife  to  tls  true  and  living  ( 
 
 AWAKE,  ye  faints,  to  praife  your  King  ; 
 Your  ncbirtt  p.iffions  raife  ; 
 The  pious  pleafurej  while  you  img, 
 Increafing  with  the  praife. 
 
 2  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  works  of  might 
 
 Kis  majefty  declare; 
 But  ftill  his  faints  are  rear  his  fight, 
 And  find  a  parent's  care. 
 
 3  Heaven,  earth  and  fea  confefs  his  hand  ; 
 
 He  bids  the  vapours  rue  ; 
 
Psalm   13&  197 
 
 Lightning  and  ftorm,  at  his  command, 
 bweep  through  the  vaulted  ikies. 
 
 4  All  power  that  kings  or  gods  have  claim'd, 
 
 Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
 But  heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
 Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
 
 5  Which  of  the  flocks  or  ftones  they  truft 
 
 Can  give  them  mowers  of  rain  : 
 In  vain  they  pray  to  glittering  duft, 
 And  worfhip  gold  in  vain. 
 
 6  But  ye  who  know  the  living  God, 
 
 Serve  him  with  holy  fear  ; 
 He  makes  his  church  his  bled  abode, 
 And  claims  your  homage  here. 
 
 Watts,  varied- 
 
 $?falm  cxxxvi.    Long  Metre,    m 
 
 Creation,  Pt  evidence  an  I  Grace. 
 
 GrVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife ; 
 Merry  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  \ 
 Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  •, 
 Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  long. 
 
 2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
 The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  -7 
 His  mercies  aever  fliall  decay, 
 Though  lords  and  kings  iliali  pafa  away. 
 
 3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  fky, 
 And  fiVd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high  : 
 Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
 Repeat  his-  mercies  in  your  long. 
 
 4  He  gives  the  fun  his  cheering  light, 
 He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night ; 
 
 R* 
 
198  Psalm    136. 
 
 His  mercies  never  fhall  decay, 
 
 Though  funs  and  moons  (hull  pafs  away. 
 
 5  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fave 
 From  fin  and  darknefs  and  the  grave  ; 
 Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
 Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  Cong. 
 
 6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
 And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  feat  : 
 
 His  mercies  ever  ihall  endure, 
 
 When  this  vain  world  liiall  be  no  more. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfalltl  CXXXVI.  Hallelttjah  Metre.  [«] 
 
 TO  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
 Your  joyful  thanks  repeat  ; 
 
 To  him  due  praifc  afford, 
 As  good  as  he  is  great. 
 
 For  God  does  prove 
 
 Our  conflnnt  friend  ; 
 
 His  hounaiefs  love 
 H  never  end. 
 
 2  To  hrrri,  whofe  wondrous  power 
 
 All  other  gods  obey  ; 
 Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
 1  his  grateful   homage  pay. 
 
 For  God  will  prove 
 
 Our  confbnt  friend  ; 
 
 His  boundlcfs  love 
 
 Shall  never  end. 
 By  his  Almighty  hand 
 Stupendous  works  are  wrought  : 
 The  heavens  by  his  comfii 
 Were  to  perfection  brought. 
 
 This  God  will  prove 
 
 Our  conftant  friend  ; 
 
Psalm   136.  199 
 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 4  Through  heaven  he  doth  difplay 
 The  radiant  orbs  of  light  j 
 
 The  fun  to  rule  by  day, 
 The  moon  and  ftars  by  night. 
 
 This  God  will  prove 
 
 Our  cqnftant  friend  ; 
 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 5  He  fprcad  the  ocean  round 
 About  the  fpacious  land  ; 
 And  made  the  iclici  ground 
 Above  the  waters  {land. 
 
 This  God  will  prove 
 Our  conftant  friend  j 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 6  He  doth  the  food  fupply, 
 On  which  all  creatures  live*, 
 To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
 Eternal  praifes  give. 
 
 This  God  will  prove 
 Our  conftant  friend  ; 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 Ptalm  CXXXVI.  All  Sewn  .  £#] 
 
 Tie  PerfiObih  and  Providence  rf  G.J. 
 
 LIFT  your  voice,  and  thankful  fmg 
 Praifes  to  your  heavenly  King  : 
 For  his  blefiings  far  extend, 
 And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 
 
?oo  Psalm  137. 
 
 •,  * — — _— ^ — ^ 
 
 2  Be  the  Lord  your  only  theme  ; 
 Who  of  gods  is  God  fupreme  ; 
 He  to  whom  all  lords  bcfule 
 Bow  the  knee,  their  faces  hide. 
 
 3  Who  aflerts  his  juft  command, 
 By  the  wander*  of  his  hand  ; 
 
 He  whofe  wifdom  thron'd  on  high, 
 Built  the  manfions  of  the  {ky. 
 
 4  He  who  bade  the  watry  deep 
 In  appointed  bounds  to  keep, 
 And  the  ftars  that  gild  the  pole 
 Through  unmeafur'd  ether  roll. 
 
 j  Thee,  O  fun,  whofe  powerful  ray 
 Rules  the  empire  of  the  day  ; 
 You,  O  moon  and  ftars,  whofe  light 
 Cheers  the  darknefs  of  the  night. 
 
 6  He  with  food  fuftains,  O  earth, 
 
 All  which  claim  from  thee  their  birth  \ 
 For  his  bitfiings  wide  extend, 
 And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 
 
 Mjcrkick^ 
 
 IPfaim  CXXXVU.     Common  Metre.  [f>] 
 (A  new  verfion.) 
 
 Cmptivitjf. 
 
 FAR  from  our  friends  and  country  dear, 
 In  hoftile  lands  we  moan  ; 
 No  tender  hand  to  wipe  the  tear 
 Which  flows  with  every  groan  ! 
 
 2  Our  foes  infulting  mock  our  grief, 
 And  fport  with  our  complaints  j 
 No  mercy  prompts  to  give  relief, 
 Though  languid  mifcry  foinu. 
 
Psalm    158.  201 
 
 3  in  retrospective  fcenes  employ's, 
 
 We  think  on  forn\er  d 
 When  peaceful  SaBbath  i°y^i 
 
 And  all  cur  work 
 
 4  But  now,  of  liberty  depiiv'il, 
 
 In  folitude  comin'd, 
 In  vain  we  leek  the  word  of  life, 
 To  feed  the  ftarving  mind. 
 
 ;  To  thee,  O  Lord,  we  lift  our  eye, 
 To  thee  our  caufe  commend  ; 
 Thou  hear 'ft  the  mourning  pris'ner's  f>gh  ) 
 Thou  art  the  fui7?rer's  friend. 
 
 6  We  feek  no  vengeance  on  our  foes, 
 But  put  our  truft  in  thee  j 
 O  let  thy  mercy  inter  pole, 
 And  let  thy  captives  free. 
 
 Jpfalm  CXXXVIII.   Common  Metre.  [#] 
 
 A    Sorg   of  Pra'ife. 
 
 TO  thee,  my  God,  my  heart  (hall  bring 
 The  lively  grateful  fong  ; 
 Attend  in  g  crowds  (hall  hear  me  fing, 
 With  rapture  on  my  tongue. 
 
 2  Amidft  the  glories  of  thy  name, 
 
 Thy  truth  exalted  fhines  ; 
 A  faithful  God,  thy  words  proclaim 
 In  cverlafting  lines. 
 
 3  Th'  Eternal  God  looks  kindly  down 
 
 On  pious  humble  fouls  \ 
 But  from  afar  his  piercing  frown 
 The  fons  of  pride  controls. 
 
 4  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  all  my  hopes  fulfil ; 
 
 To  thee  the  work  belongs  \ 
 
302  Psalm    138. 
 
 Let  endlefs  mercy  guide  me  ftijl, 
 And  tune  my  grateful  fongs. 
 
 Mrs.  Stzelb. 
 
 JPfalm  CXXXVIII.     Long  Metre,     [*] 
 
 Rrjlotinv   and  prefcrvitig    Merey. 
 
 WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
 I'll  praife  my  Maker  in  my  fofig  j 
 While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 
 To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  fkies. 
 %  Til  fing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord  \ 
 Til  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
 Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
 So  much  thy  power  and  glory  fhow. 
 
 3  The  God  of  heaven  rrtaintains  his  flale, 
 Frowns  on  the  impious,  proud  and  great  -% 
 But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  fee 
 
 The  fona  of  humble  poverty. 
 
 4  Amidft  a  thoufand  fnares  I  (land, 
 Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  \ 
 Thy  worcja  my  fainting  foul  revive, 
 And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
 
 5  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
 To  fave  from  lbrrows  or  from  fins  ; 
 The  work  which  wifdom  undertakes, 
 Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 jpfalm  cxxxviii.  v.  3, 5.  s.  m.  l*j 
 
 §firitual  Strength   and   "Joy, 
 
 MY   foul,  review  the  time, 
 In  which  my  God  I  fought  •, 
 I  cry'd  aloud  for  aid  divine, 
 And  aid  divine  he  brought. 
 
Psalm   139.  203 
 
 2  Through  all  my  fainting  heart 
 His  fecret  vigour  fpread  ; 
 
 To  me  his  ftrength  he  did  impart* 
 And  rais'd  my  drooping  head. 
 
 3  Then  will  I  raife  my  voice, 
 And  form  a  cheerful  fong  ; 
 
 With  all  the  faints  1  will  rejoice, 
 Who  to  his  courts  belong. 
 
 4  With  them,  the  path  I'll  trace, 
 Which  leads  to  his  abode  ; 
 
 And  join  to  (ing  redeeming  grace, 
 Along  the  joyful  road. 
 
 5  Here,  flowers  of  pnradife 
 In  rich  profufion   fpting  ; 
 
 There,  Zion's  lofty  towers  arife, 
 The  feat  of  Zion's  King. 
 
 6  Within  thofe  facred  walls, 
 I  fhall  be  ever  Med  ; 
 
 I'll  follow  where  my  Father  calls, 
 And  ieek  his  heav'nly  reft. 
 
 Altered  from  Doddridhf. 
 
 pralm  CXXXIX.  i  ft  Part.  C.  M.  L«  °r ;] 
 
 Toe   i  rivrtf.it    Prefnce    of  Cod. 
 
 IN  all  my  vaft  concerns  w?th  thee, 
 In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
 To  (hun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
 The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
 
 2  Thy  all-furrcunding  fight  furveys 
 
 My  rifing  and  my  reft  •, 
 My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
 And  fexrets  of  my  bread. 
 
 3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
 
 Before  they're  foinfd  withjb  \ 
 
204  Psalm   139. 
 
 And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
 He  knows  the  knil:  I  mean. 
 
 4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 
 
 here  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
 circling  arms  1  lie, 
 Ikfet  on  cv'ry  fide. 
 
 5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  dill, 
 
 And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
 
 To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 
 
 Secur'd  by  fovereign  love. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 CXXXIX.    2d  Part.  C.  AT.  [fc] 
 
 Tid   all- feeing  Eye  of  God. 
 
 ORD,  where  (hall  guilty  fouls  retire, 
 Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
 In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  ire  ; 
 In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 
 
 2  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath, 
 
 T'  cfcape  the  wrath  divine  ; 
 Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
 And  make  the  grave  refign. 
 
 3  If,  wine'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 
 
 i  fly  beyond  the  well:, 
 Thy  hand,  which  mud  fupport  my  flight, 
 Would  foon  betray  my  reft. 
 
 4  If  o'er  my  fiiis  I  think  to  draw 
 
 The  curtains  of  the  night, 
 Tbofe  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thy  law 
 aid  cum  the  (hades  to  light. 
 
 5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour 
 
 Are  both  alike  to  ihee  t 
 
Psalm    139.  20 
 
 j 
 
 O  may  I  ne'er  did  hi  ft  that  power 
 
 Wat's  s. 
 
 iPfaim  CXXXIX.  3d  Part.  CM.  [ 
 
 Gc/J  f£<r   AuiLor   of  our    Being. 
 
 GOD  of  my  life,  whofe  bounteous  care   ' 
 Fir  ft  gave  me  power  to  move  •, 
 iiow  {hai  itefij  heart  declare 
 
 The  w 0:1a crs  of  thy  love  : 
 
 '.il  I  honour,  for  I  Hand 
 [  of  thy  fki  il  ; 
 Th  1  of  thy  forming  hand 
 
 of  thought  and  fenie,  I  lay, 
 :  earth  ; 
 .  -  brearh  in  the  flceping  clay, 
 
 te  into  birth. 
 
 4  From  t  :y  breath  begun, 
 
 1 
 
 :ft  view, 
 ; 
 ci!  drew, 
 And  form'd  the  future  man. 
 
 6  O  me. 
 
 Tl 
 Be  e, 
 
 i,  vari-d, 
 S 
 
106  PsAI.M     139. 
 
 Pfatmcxxxix.  4thPart.  cm.  m 
 
 Praife  for  temporal  an  J  fp'tritnol  Mcnits. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
 King,  guardian  of  my  days  ; 
 My  heart  thy  mercies  would  record, 
 In  grateful  fongs  of  praife. 
 
 2  In  life's  Firft  dawn,  my  tender  fram* 
 
 Was  thy  indulgent  care  \ 
 Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
 Or  breathe  my  infant  prayer. 
 
 3  When  reafbn  with  my  ftature  grew, 
 
 How  faint  her  brighteft  ray  ! 
 
 How  little  of  my  Cod  I  knew  ! 
 
 How  apt  from  thee  to  (hay  ! 
 
 4  When  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breath, 
 
 rFwris  thine  almighty  love 
 That  fav'd  me  from  impending  death, 
 And  bade  my  fears  remove. 
 
 5  How  many  bit  flings  round  me  fhcne, 
 
 Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
 How  many  paft  almoft  unknown, 
 Or  unregarded,  by  ! 
 
 6  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 
 
 From  thy  cxhaufllefs  (lore  ; 
 But  ah  !   in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
 Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 
 
 7  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 
 
 And  every  weaknefs  dies  ; 
 Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
 And  raife  me  to  the  fkics. 
 
Psalm   139.  207 
 
 $  Then  ihall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 
 In  more  exalted  lays, 
 And  join  the  happy  fons  of  light, 
 In  everlafting  praijfe, 
 
 Mrs.  Steels. 
 
 PfalmCXXXIX.    Long  Metre,    [Korjq 
 
 The  F-rmji'icn   of  EtJy   and  Soul. 
 
 THOU  God,  by  whofc  command  I  live, 
 The  tribute  of  my  praife  receive  I 
 To  thee,  C  Lord,  my  life  I  owe, 
 And  all  my  joys  from  thee  do  flow. 
 
 2  Not  many  funs  have  form'd  the  year, 
 And  roird  their  courfes  round  the  fpher^ 
 Since  thou  my  (hapelefs  duft  furvey'd. 
 
 In  undiftinguifh'd  matter  laid. 
 
 3  Thy  plaftic  hand  my  clay  refin'd, 
 Its  particles  in  ordei  join'd  ; 
 
 And,  to  complete  the  wondrous  whole* 
 Did  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  foul. 
 
 4  A  foul  fufceptible  of  joy, 
 
 Which  length  of  time  cannot  deftroy  , 
 Though  nature  claims  my  vital  breath* 
 It  bids  defiance  ftill  to  death. 
 
 5  To  realms  of  blifs  that  foul  will  foar, 
 When  earth  and  Ikies  mall  be  no  more  \ 
 And  there  in  more  exalted  lays 
 
 Shall  fmg  my  great  Creator's  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Carter,  varied. 
 
 — . , , , 
 
 £Mftlm  CXXXIX.  5thPart.  C.M,[*oritf 
 
 To  the   Searcher   of  Hearts. 
 
 LORD,  mould  I  count  thy  mercies  o'«r. 
 How  vaft  the  numbers  rife  ! 
 
2o8  Psalm    140. 
 
 Beyond  that  fpread  thj  fliorc, 
 
 Or  {tars  that  gild  the  ; 
 
 2  Whene'er  I  cloie  my  eves  to  fleefc, 
 
 Thefe  thoi  rcft ; 
 
 Ado  when  I  >vake,they  fl 
 Tta  .-it. 
 
 3  ^J"!' 
 
 I  wpuld  v  ; 
 
 I  fc6m  t 
 
 But  aik  thy  :i::ct  ftrr 
 
 4  Docs  my  fond  heart  fome  favorite  £n 
 
 Within  it 
 O  may  a  beam  di 
 
 The  hidden  guilt  reveal. 
 
 5  If  in  the  paths  cf  dark  deceit 
 
 My  foul  hath  gone  aflray, 
 
 O  turn  and  guide  my  wan  J ''ring  feet 
 In  thy  cekflial  way. 
 
 Partly  from  Doddridge. 
 
 J^falm  CXL.     Long  Metre.     [;,] 
 
 ce  fi  tni   Enemies. 
 
 GREAT  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel  ; 
 Their  rage  by  power  fuperior  quell  ; 
 Save  us  from  their  \\ 
 And  guard  us  from  the  hand  of  \*  1 
 
 2  The  tongue,  by  wifdom  unfubdu'd, 
 From  Wife  its  owner  fhail  cxc!i\ 
 Dcilruetion  follows  fail  be! 
 
 The  feet  to  wiekednefs  inchn'd. 
 
 3  Our  Heart  has  known  thee,  Lord,  pre; 
 i  h(   1  elplei    and  the  p 
 
Psalm   141,  142.  209 
 
 To  fav«  them  from  oppreffion's  jaws, 
 And  vindicate  the  injured  caufe. 
 
 4  The  foul,  fubjected  to  thy  fear, 
 With  gratitude  thy  voice  fhall  hear  $ 
 Shall  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command, 
 And  in  thy  fight  accepted  itand. 
 
 Mefrick, 
 
 19falm  CXLI.     Long  Metre.      [*«EtQ 
 
 IVai.Lfu'n'fr  and  Lroibetly   Rtpro^f. 
 
 LORD,  when  I  call,  make  haile  to  hear, 
 And  to  my  voice  incline  thine  ear  \ 
 So  fhall  my  prayer  like  incenfe  rife, 
 My  lifted  hands  like  facrifice. 
 
 2  O  fet  upon  my  lips  a  guard, 
 
 And  let  my  tongue  be  doubly  barr'd  \ 
 Let  not  my  heart  to  vice  incline, 
 Nor  let  my  hand  in  mifchief  join. 
 
 3  If  e'er  from  wifdom's  path  I  ftray, 
 And  walk  in  fin's  delufive  way, 
 Let  virtue's  friends,  fever  el  y  kind, 
 Reprove  the  errors  of  my  mind. 
 
 4  Their  faithful  words  like  ointment  fhed, 
 Shall  never  bruife,  but  heal  my  head  \ 
 And  when  I  find  them  prefs'd  with  grief, 
 Til  pr3y  to  Heav'n  for  their  relief. 
 
 Watts,  Me&rick.  and  D^kkam. 
 
 Pfalm  CXLII,  '    Long  Metre,       [jj 
 
 Deliverance  ft  \  m    trouble   and  Somiv. 
 
 TO  thee,  great  God,  I  will  difclofe, 
 In  fad  recital,  all  my  woes  ; 
 Becaufe  thine  eyes,  with  fteady  view, 
 Ttiough  forrow's  gloprn  my  fteps  purfuc, 
 5  Z 
 
2io  Psalm    143. 
 
 2  On  every  line  I  (ait  mine  eye, 
 
 But  found  no  friend  or  I  ijh  ; 
 
 No  lenient  tongue  n.\  _r, 
 
 No  eye  to  drop  the  focial  t 
 
 3  Then,  mighty  God,  to  thee  I  cry'd, 
 In  whom  I  can  n  confide  ; 
 Be  thou  my  refuge  while  1  live, 
 And  when  I  die,  my  foul  receive. 
 
 4  Do  thou  my  prifon  doors  unb  n*, 
 
 1S0  (hall  my  tongue  thy  lore  rfcel  ire  -, 
 And  righcebtiti  men  with  me  ft 
 To  celebrate  thy  power  d:v 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick,  varied. 
 
 JPfalmCXtUL    Long  Marc.    [>] 
 
 HEAR,  O  my  (»  d,  with  pity  1 
 .  fupplicating  moan  •, 
 In  mercy  ani\  >-  prayer, 
 
 And  make  thy  truth  at. 
 
 2  ()  let  thy  mercy  ftill  bz  ni 
 Should  awful  juLtice  frown  ;  v.re, 
 
 (pre  the  terror  of  thine  eye, 
 What  tr  I  can  appear  ! 
 
 3  I  call  to  mind  the  former  days ; 
 Thine  ancient  woiks  declare  thy  name, 
 
 Ar/dthcfe,  O  Lord,  are  ftili  the  fame. 
 
 4  To  thee  I  lift  my  ffcppliant  h*\ 
 To  tree  my  -  s ; 
 As  cheering  C 
 
 Thy  grace  can  fill  tht 
 
 5  Sped;  to  my  heart;  the  gloomy  ni 
 bbali  vaiiiih;  and  bright  morning  bie 
 
Psalm    144.  211 
 
 In  thee  I  truit,  my  guide,  my  li 
 
 Teach  me  the  :~ke. 
 
 6  Teach  me  to  d 
 
 Thou  art  my  God,  my  hope,  my  ftay  5 
 
 Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  r 
 And  point  the  fafe,  the 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Pfalm  CXLIV.     Long  Metre.     [*  or  &] 
 
 DESCEND  from  heaven,  Almighty  Lord, 
 And  earth  (hall  tremble  at  thy  word  ; 
 The  fmoking  hills,  with  cor.fcious  fc 
 Shall  own  their  foven  xr  near. 
 
 2  Whilft  thy  keen  pointed  lightnings  fly 
 L  g  arrows  tl  :y, 
 Oar  foes  diFper:'                        0  more, 
 Nor  dare  tlie  terrors  of  thy 
 
 3  O  let  t 
 
 at  round  us  roll ; 
 ity  that  rife, 
 
 V   ;   h   f    LI)  I   Ul   '  IlCS, 
 
 4  Then  (hall  our  fons,  ben-;  are, 
 Grow  up  hke  plants  in              fair  ; 
 
 vs  ihall  hke  pillars  rife, 
 
 1  the  eyes, 
 
 5  Th  y  (hall  our  (lores  increafe, 
 
 :  peace  ; 
 fleecy  v.  -  U  yield, 
 
 And  pour  its  thoufands  o'er  the  held. 
 
 6  The  wc  (hall  then  afford 
 His  cheerful  labours  to  his  lord  ; 
 No  more  fliall  fons  of  plunder  reign, 
 Nor  ions  of  mifery  complaint 
 
212  Psalm   145. 
 
 7  O  happy  people  !   favour'd  (late  ! 
 Whom  fuch  peculiar  bltffmgs  wait; 
 Happy  who  on  the  Lord  depend, 
 Their  help,  their  guardian  and  their  friend. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 Jpfalltl  CXLV.    Firft  Part.    C.  M.  [*] 
 
 Tl:  Di'vim  Petfcciiom  and  Providence. 
 
 THEE  will  I  bleft,  my  God  and  King4 
 Thy  endlefs  praife  proclaim  •, 
 This  tribute  daily  will  I  bring, 
 And  ever  blefs  thy  name. 
 
 2  Thou,  Lord,  an  infinitely  great, 
 
 And  highly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
 Thy  majefty,  with  boundlefs  height, 
 Above  our  knowledge  rais'd. 
 
 3  RencwnM  for  mighty  a  els,  thy  farac 
 
 To  future  time  extends ; 
 
 From  age  to  age,  thy  glorious  name 
 Successively  defcends. 
 
 4  The  faihera  to  the  liftening  youth 
 
 Shall  teach  thy  wondrous    v-.ys  -y 
 Ages  to  come  proclaim  thy  tr&th, 
 And  nations  found  thy  praifc. 
 
 5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 
 
 Shall  through  the  world  be  known  \ 
 Thine  arm  cf  power,  thy  heav*nly  ftatc 
 
 With  public  fplendcur  ftiov.  n. 
 
 6  The  wcrld  is  governed  by  thy  hands. 
 
 Thy  faints  ure  rul'd  by  love  ; 
 And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
 
 Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 
 
 Tate  ami  Vtznw 
 
Psalm    145.  213 
 
 Pfalm  CXLV.     Sec.  Part.    C.  M. 
 
 Divine  G 
 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord  !  our  fouls  3dore  f 
 We  wonder  while  we  praife  ; 
 Thv  power,  what  creature  can  explore, 
 Or  equal  honours  raife  ? 
 
 2  Thv  name  lhall  dwell  upon  my  to:i£U£, 
 
 While  funs  (hall  fet  and  rife-, 
 And  tune  my  everlafting  fong 
 In  realms  beyond  the  ikies. 
 
 3  Thy  praife  Qiall  be  my  conftant  theme, 
 
 The  wonders  of  thy  power  ; 
 I'll  fpeak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
 And  bid  the  world  adore. 
 
 4  But  fwectly  flowing  drains  fliall  tell 
 
 The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
 And  fongs  of  grateful  joy  reveal 
 Thy  fpotlefs  righteoufnefs. 
 
 5  How  large  thy  tender  mercies  are  ! 
 
 How  wide  thy  grace  extendi  ! 
 On  thy  beneficence  and  care 
 The  ;  depends- 
 
 6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  for  daily  meat 
 
 Thy  s  lift  their  eyes  ; 
 
 On  thee,  their  commi  r,  wait  j 
 
 From  thee  receive  fupplies. 
 
 7  Thy  fovereign  bounty  freely  gives 
 
 From  thine  exhauftiefs  (lore 5 
 And  unn 
 On  thy  fuftainkig  power. 
 
 8  Holy  and  jufl  in  all  its  v, 
 
 Is  Providence  divine  $ 
 
214  Psalm   145, 
 
 In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 
 Of  power  and  goodncfs  ihine. 
 
 Mrs.  Stf.il*. 
 
 pfalm  cxlv.  Third  &LrtTc~ALm 
 
 Divine  Pciicr  and  Co/xp./fio*. 
 
 GREAT  God, while  nature  fpeaks  thy  praifa, 
 With  all  her  nuin'rous  tongues, 
 Thy  faints  fhall  tune  diviner  lays, 
 And  love  infpire  theft  fongs. 
 
 2  Thy  power  and  goodnefs  they  fhall  fing, 
 
 The  glories  of  thy  reign  ; 
 Thy  wondrous  deeds,  Almighty  King, 
 Shall  fill  die  raptur'd  (train.  ' 
 
 3  Thy  kingdom)  Lord,  forever  (lands, 
 
 While  earthly  thrones  decay  ^ 
 And  time  fubmits  to  thy  commands, 
 While  ages  roll  away. 
 
 4  He  that  invokes  the  God  of  grace. 
 
 Shall  find  him  ever  near  ; 
 To  all  who  humbly  feek  his.  face 
 He  lends  a  pitying  ear. 
 
 5  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel  *, 
 
 He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
 And  their  belt  wifhes  to  fuiril, 
 His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 
 
 6  His  mercy  never  fhall  remove 
 
 From  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 
 He  faves  the  fouls  whofe  humble  lovs 
 Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 
 
 7  His  praife,  a  mod  delightful  theme^ 
 
 Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue*, 
 Let  all  creation  blefs  his  name 
 In  one  eternal  fong. 
 
 Watt  J  and,  &t£*l% 
 
Psalm    146.  215 
 
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 Pfalm  CXLVI.     Long  Metrd.      [#] 
 
 Wo  Trujl  in  Man,   but  in  Gad. 
 
 THE  praifes  of  my  God  and  King, 
 While  I  have  life  and  breath  to  fing, 
 £>hall  fill  my  heart  and  tune  my  tongue, 
 Till  heaven  improve  the  blifsful  fong. 
 
 2  No  more  in  princes  will  I  truft  ! 
 Vain  man,  thou  art  but  air  and   duft  ! 
 With  all  thy  pride,  and  all  thy  power, 
 The  helplefs  creature  of  an  hour  ! 
 
 3  He  breathes,  he  thinks,  but  foon  he  dies  ! 
 No  more  the  potent  or  the  wife  ; 
 
 The  icheme  his  morning  thoughts  begun 
 Is  loft  before  the  fetting  fun, 
 
 4  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  divine 
 On  nature's  guardian  God  reeiine  ; 
 Who  can  with  facred  tranfport  fay, 
 This  God  is  mine,  my  help,  my  flay. 
 
 5  Heaven,  earth  2nd  fea  declare  his  name, 
 He  built,  he  fili'd  their  fpacious  fram~  \ 
 And  o'er  creation's  faired:  lines 
 
 His  ftedfail  truth  unchanging  mines. 
 
 6  His  juftice  looks  on  thofe  who  mourn 
 Beneath  the  proud  opprefTbr's  fcorn  ; 
 The  hungry  poor  his  hand  fuftains, 
 
 And  breaks  the  wretched  captive's  chaias. 
 5  If  Brcary  ftrangers  friendlefs  roam, 
 
 Divine  protection  is  their  home  ; 
 
 The  Lord  relieves  the  widow's  care, 
 
 And  dries  the  helplefs  orphan's  tear. 
 8  The  Lord  fhall  reign  forever  King, 
 
 And  age  to  age  his  glory  fing  ; 
 
 Thy  God,  O  happy  Zion,  reigns, 
 
 Refound  his  praife  in  lofty  (trains. 
 
 Mrs.  StiklS*  • 
 
■2i6  r?.\j.;-i    146. 
 
 ..ail  CXLVI.     }  L.  M. 
 
 Praij   , 
 'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
 Ami  when  my  voice  U  loft  in  d< 
 Pr  tife  (hall  en  ;  ley  my  dobler  | 
 My  days  qff  ^ 
 
 While  life  and  thought  and  being  Lift, 
 Or  ifjunoirtality  end  ares. 
 
 2  Why  fliouM   I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
 Princes  mult  die  and  turn  to  nut  ; 
 
 Vain  is  the  hi  -xl  5 
 
 ir  breath  depart:;,  their  pomp  and  power 
 And  thoughts  all  vanifll  in  an  hour, 
 
 Nor  can  they  make  their  proniife  good. 
 
 3  Happy  the  man  wbofe  hopes 
 
 On  ifraei's  Gcdr  who  made  the  iky, 
 
 Anil  eart:  ith  all  their  train  ; 
 
 His  truth  forever  tta  •, 
 
 He  fives  th'  opprefs1  r, 
 
 And  ncne  (hall  find  his  promii 
 
 4  The  Lord  lnth  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
 The  Lord  fuppc.  d  ; 
 
 lie  I  :  lab'rin^  c  ce  \ 
 
 lie  helps  the  ftranger  in 
 The  widow  and  liei  kis, 
 
 And  grants  I  cr  fweet  releafe. 
 
 5  He  loves  his  faints,  lie  kn  d  \ 
 His  1qv< 
 
 Thy  God,  O  Zion,  eve: 
 Let  every  ,  let  every 
 
 •a  this  delightful  work  eng 
 
 Praife  him  in  eveiiaitm 
 
FSALM     I47.  217 
 
 '6  I'll  praife  him  wbilft  he  lends  me  breath, 
 And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 
 
 Praife  fhall  emuJoy  my  nobler  powers  : 
 My  days  of  praife  ihall  ne'er  be  pad, 
 While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
 Or  immortality  endures. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 Ipfalm  CXLVII.    Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Ybe  charging  Scafins. 
 
 WITH  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud, 
 Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
 Over  the  heavens  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
 And  waters  veil  the  iky. 
 
 z-  He  fends  his  (bowers  of  bleflings  dowc, 
 To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
 He  makes  the  wood  the  mountains  crown, 
 And  grafs  in  vallies  grow. 
 
 3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat; 
 
 He  hears  the  raven's  cry  ; 
 But  man  who  taftes  his  fined  wheat, 
 Should  raife  his  honours  high. 
 
 4  His  fteady  counsels  change  the  face 
 
 Of  the  declining  year  ; 
 He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race. 
 And  wintry  days  appear. 
 
 5  His  hoary  frcft,  his  fleecy  fnow 
 
 Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground 
 The  liquid  itreams  forbear  to  flow, 
 In  icy  fetters  bcund. 
 
 t  Whin,  from  his  dreadful  (lores  on  high, 
 He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
 The  man  who  dares  his  God  defy, 
 &hail  find  his  courage  fail, 
 T 
 
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 2j  3  Psalm   147. 
 
 7  He  fends  his  fun  to  melt  r 
 J  hi   h  I- 
 He  calls  the  w  rttitt  wii   Is  to  blow, 
 And  bias  the  Spring  i^urn. 
 
 2  The  changing  v.  ind,  the  flying  cloud 
 ( >6  y  his  fevereign  trojrd  •, 
 With  fon^s  and  honours  founding  loud, 
 Praiic  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord. 
 
 V.V.TTS. 
 
 Pfalm  CXLVII.  Pirfi  Part.  L.  M. 
 
 Tb;   Beauties   of  Nat  k  re. 
 
 QING  to  the  Lord,  let  praife  infpire 
 L_>    1  he  grateful  voice>  the  tunerui  lyre  ; 
 xn  {trains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 
 The  endfefs  glories  of  our  God. 
 
 2  He  counts  the  hofts  of  ftarry  flames  ; 
 He  knows  their  natures  and  their  names ; 
 Gre?t  is  our  God  '   his  wondrous  pow'r 
 And  botirtdlefs  wifdorn  we  adore. 
 
 3  He  veils  the  fl&y  with  treafur'd  (bowers, 
 On  earth,  fhe  plenteous  hi  . 
 
 The  meadows  fmtle  in  lively  green, 
 And  fairer  blooms  the  flowery  fcene. 
 
 4  His  bounteous  hand,  great  foxing  of  good, 
 Provides  the  brute  creation  food  ; 
 
 He  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 
 All  nature  lives  beneath  his  eye. 
 
 5  In  nature,  what  can  him  delight, 
 Mod  lovely  in  its  Maker's  light  ? 
 Not  acYive  ftrength  his  favour  moves, 
 Nor  comely  form  he  bed  approve*. 
 
Psalm    147.  219 
 
 .6  JBut  to  the  Lord  is  ever  dear. 
 
 The  heart  where  he  implants  his  fear ', 
 The  foil's  who  on  his  gnce  rely 
 j^re  ever  lovely  in  his  eye. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel*. 
 
 JPfalm  CXLVII.    Sec.  Part.  L.  M.  f#3 
 
 The  Scafons  cf  lbs  Year. 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  oh  Liifsful  theme, 
 To  fing  the  honours  of  his  name  ! 
 'Tis  pleafure,  'tis  divine  delight, 
 And  praife  is  lovely  in  his  light. 
 
 2  He  fpeaks,  and,  fwiftly  from  the  Ikies 
 To  earth,  the  fovereign  mandate  Hies  j 
 Obfervant  nature  hears  the  word, 
 And  bows,  obedient  to  her  Lord. 
 
 3  New  thick  defcending  flakes  of  fnow 
 O'er  earth  a  fleecy  mantle  throw  ; 
 Now  glittering  froit,  o'er  all  the  plains 
 Extends  its  universal  chains. 
 
 4  At  his  fierce  dorms  of  icy  hail, 
 The  fhivering  powers  of  nature  fail  ; 
 Before  his  cold,  what  life  can  ftand, 
 JJniheker'd  by  his  guardian  hand: 
 
 s    He  fpeaks,  the  fnow  and  ice  obey, 
 And  nature's  Fetters  melt  ?. 
 Now  vernal  gales  foft  riling  blow, 
 Ar\d  liquid  waters  gently  flow. 
 
 6  Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praife  infpirc 
 The  grateful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre  -, 
 In  drains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 
 'i  he  endiefs  glories  of  our  God. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel*. 
 
220  Psalm   148. 
 
 Pfalm  CXLVIII.    ill  Part.   C.  M.  [*j 
 
 Univetfal  Praifi. 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir, 
 Who  fill  the  realms  above  \ 
 Praife  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fire, 
 And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 
 
 2  Shine  to  his  praife,  ye  cryftal  fkiesj 
 
 The  floor  of  his  abode  •, 
 Or  veil  the  luftre  of  your  eyes 
 Before  a  brighter  God. 
 
 3  Thou  central  globe  of  golden  light, 
 
 Whofe  beams  create  cur  days  i 
 Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night. 
 To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 
 
 4  Blufh  and  refund  the  honours  paid 
 
 To  your  inferior  names  •, 
 Tell  the  blind  world  your  orbs  are  fed 
 By  his  exhaultlefs  flames. 
 
 5  Winds,  ye  {hall  bear  his  name  aloud, 
 
 Through  the  ethereal  blue  ! 
 For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
 He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 
 
 6  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  ftorm*, 
 
 The  troops  of  his  command, 
 
 Appear  in  all  your  awful  forms, 
 
 And  fpeak  his  potent  hand. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 jpfalm  CXLVIII.    2d  Part.  C.  M.  [fc] 
 
 SHOUT  to  the  Lord,  ye  furging  feas, 
 In  your  eternal  roar  -, 
 
 Let  wave  to  wave  refound  his  praife, 
 And  fhore  reply  to  fr.ore. 
 
Psalm   148.  221 
 
 2  While  fiJlies,  fporting  on  the  flood, 
 
 In  fcaly  filver  fliinc  ; 
 Proclaim  their  mighty  Maker,  God, 
 Amidft  the  foaming  brine. 
 
 3  But  gentler  things  ihail  tune  his  name 
 
 To  fofter  notes  than  thefe  j 
 Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  ftream, 
 Or  whiipering  through  the  trees. 
 
 4  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 
 
 To  him  who  makes  you  grow  j 
 Sweet  clufters  bend  the  fruitful  vines, 
 On  every  thankful  bough. 
 
 5  Let  the  (brill  birds  his  honour  raifej 
 
 And  climb  the  morning  iky  ; 
 Whilft  grov'Iing  beafts  attempt  his  praife 
 in  hoarfer  harmony. 
 
 6  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  ling, 
 
 Ye  mortals  take  the  (bund  y 
 Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
 1  hrough  all  the  nations  round. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JPfalm  CXLVIII.   id  Part.  L.  M  33 
 T1  AIRES T  of  all  the  lights  above, 
 _     Thou  fun,  whofe  beams  adorn  the  fpheves, 
 And  with  unwearied  fwiftnefs  move, 
 To  form  the  circles  of  our  years  : 
 
 2  Praife  the  Creator  of  the  ikies, 
 
 Who  dreiVd  thine  orb  in  gulden  rays; 
 Or  may  the  fun  forget  to  rife, 
 If  he  forget  his  Maker's  praife. 
 
 3  Thou  reigning  beauty  of  the  night, 
 Fair  cju:c:i  of  iiienee,  filver  moon, 
 
 T  2, 
 
122  Psalm   14S. 
 
 Whofe  gentle  beams  and  borrowed  I 
 Are  fofter  rivals  of  the  noon. 
 
 4  Arife,  and  to  that  Sovereign  Power 
 Waxing  and  waning  honours  p 
 Who  bade  thee  rule  the  duil^y  hours, 
 And  half  fuppiy  the  want 
 
 5  Ye  gUttYing  ftars,  that  gild  Ait  fkies, 
 When  davknefs  ha 6  its  curtain  drawn, 
 And  keep  your  watch  with  wakeful  eyea^ 
 When  buGnefs,  cares  and  day  are  gone  : 
 
 6  Proclaim  the  glories  of  your  L 
 DifpersM  through  all  tl  reet1 
 
 Whofe  boundlefs  treafures  can  a: 
 So  rich  a  pavement  for  his  feet. 
 
 7  O  God  of  glory,  God  of  love, 
 
 Ihou  art  our  fun  that  makes  our  days  ; 
 
 With  all  thy  fliini 
 
 We  would  unite  to  fing  thy  pra 
 
 Watts. 
 
 I3falm  CXLV1II.    2d  Part.  L.  M. 
 
 AWAKE,  lis  feme 
 
 In  founds  of  dreadful  pi 
 While  the  foft  whtfper  of  his  name 
 Fills  every  gentle  breeze  of  air. 
 
 2  Let  clouds,  and  trinds,  and  v  rec 
 To  join  fcheii 
 
 Let  the  firm  earth  and  roll 
 In  this  eternal  long  c 
 
 3  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  ffci 
 Values,  lie  low  before  his  eye  •, 
 And  let  his  praife,  from  e\ery  hill, 
 
 Rifc;  tuncfuJj  to  the  aeighb'ring  fcy. 
 
Psalm   14S.  223 
 
 4  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  {lately  pines, 
 Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
 Praife  him,  ye  beads,  in  different  iirains  ; 
 The  lamb  ihall  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 
 
 j  Birds,  ye  (hall  make  his  praife  your  theme, 
 Nature  demands  a  long  from  you  ; 
 While  the  dumb  fifth  that  cut  the  dream 
 Leap  up  and  mean  his  praifes  too. 
 
 6  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
 When  nature  all  around  you  lings  i 
 O  for  a  fliout  from  old  and  young, 
 From  humble  fwains,  and  lofty  kings  ! 
 
 7  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies, 
 Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  $ 
 Loud  as  his  thunder  iliout  his  praifcj 
 And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 
 
 8  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
 O  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 
 
 But  thofe  who  be  ft  have  known  the  Lord, 
 Are  bound  to  raife  the  noble  ft  fong. 
 
 Watt* 
 
 p faint  cxlviii.    sbori  M*tn.    im 
 
 LET  every  creature  join 
 To  praife  ih*  Eternal  God  5 
 Ye  heavenly  holt,  the  long  begin, 
 And  found  his  name  abroad. 
 
 2  Thou  fun,  with  golden  beams, 
 And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 
 
 Ye  Harry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames^ 
 Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 
 
 3  He  built  thefe  worlds  above, 
 And  hYd  their  wondrous  frwfecj 
 
2  24  Psalm    148. 
 
 By  his  command,  they  (land  or  move, 
 And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 
 
 4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 
 Or  fall  in  fhowers,  or  flow, 
 
 Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  flues, 
 His  power  and  glory  ihow. 
 
 5  Wind,  hail  and  ilafhing  fire, 
 Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
 
 When  ye  in  dreadful  itorms  confpire 
 To  execute  his  word. 
 
 6  By  all  his  works  above, 
 His  honours  be  exprefs'd  -, 
 
 But  they  who  talle  his  faving  love, 
 Should  ling  his  praifes  belt. 
 
 Jpfalm  CX L VII 1.  ibHaHdujahMet.l*] 
 
 Univerfal   Praife. 
 
 YE  boundlefs  realms  of  joy  ! 
 Exult  your  Maker's  iame  ; 
 
 His  praife  your  fong  employ, 
 
 Above  the  ltarry  frame. 
 Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  bright, 
 
 In  worlds  of  light  Begin  the  foiy. 
 
 2  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
 Thou  moon  that  rules  the  nightj 
 Shine  to  your  Maker's  praiic, 
 With  ftars  of  feebler  light. 
 
 His  praife  declare,  Yc  heavens  above, 
 
 And  clouds  that  move     In  liquid  air. 
 
 3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
 And  praife  his  holy  name  ; 
 By  whofe  almighty  word, 
 'ih;y  all  from  nothing  came. 
 
Psalm    148.  225 
 
 And  all  (hall  laft,       From  changes  ft 
 His  firm  decree  Stan 
 
 4  He  mcv'd  their  mighty  wheels, 
 In  unknown  ages  pad  ; 
 
 And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
 
 While  time  and  nature  laft. 
 In  different  ways,         His  works  proclaim 
 His  wondrous  name,    And  fpeak  his  pvaife, 
 
 5  United  zeal  be  mown, 
 
 His  wondrous  fame  to  raife, 
 
 Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
 
 Deierves  our  endlefs  praife. 
 Earth's  utmoft  ends       His  power  obey  •, 
 His  glorious  fway  The  fky  tranfcends, 
 
 £      'Virgins  and  youths  engage 
 
 To  found  his  praife  divine  *> 
 
 While  infancy  and  age 
 
 Their  feebler  voices  join. 
 Wide  as  he  reigns      His  name  be  fung5  . 
 By  every  tongue,        In  endlefs  itrain:. 
 
 7       Let  ail  the  nations  fear 
 
 The  God  who  rules  above  •, 
 He  brings  his  people  near, 
 And  makes  them  caftc  his  !ovc. 
 While  earth  and  fky      Attempt  his  praife, 
 His  faints  (hall  raife       His  honot 
 
 Tat  e 
 
 Vi>Ca!m  CXLVill.  cd  BaUdujah  Met. 
 
 Praife  frcm  all  ioc  Credit 
 FIRST    PART. 
 
 TO  your  Creator,  G 
 Your  great  Preferver,  raifc3 
 Yc  creatures  of  his  hand, 
 Your  hi  tcs  of  praife. 
 
2i6  Psalm   148. 
 
 Let  ev'ry  voice  Proclaim  hi*  power, 
 
 His  name  adore,        And  loud  rejoice. 
 
 2  Let  all  creation  join, 
 To  pay  the  tribute,  due  \ 
 
 Ye  heavenly  hods  begin,  ^ 
 
 And  we  mail  learn  of  you. 
 Let  nature  raife.         From  every  ton^u**, 
 A  general  fong  Of  grateful  praiie. 
 
 3  Thou  fource  of  light  and  heat, 
 Bright  ruler  of  the  day, 
 Difpenfmg  bleilings  round, 
 With  all  diffufive  ray  : 
 
 From  morn  to  night,  '  With  every  beam, 
 Record  his  name,  Who  gave  thee   light, 
 
 4  Thou  moon  in  radiance  mild, 
 With  all  thy  itarry  train, 
 Which  rife  in  mining  holts, 
 To  gild  th*  etherial  plain  : 
 
 With  countlefs  rays,  Declare  his  name, 
 
 Prolong  the  theme,  Reflect  his  praife. 
 
 5  Ye  clouds,  or  fraught  with  fhowers, 
 Or  tiiig'd  with  various  dyes, 
 
 That  pour  your  bleiEngs  (iown, 
 
 Or  charm  our  gazing  eyes  : 
 His  goodnefs  fpeak,  His  praife  declare, 
 
 As  through  the  air  You  fhine  or  break, 
 
 6  Ye  winds,  that  (hake  the  world, 
 With  tempefts  on  your  wing, 
 Or  breathe  in  gentle  gales, 
 
 To  waft  the  mailing  fpring  : 
 Proclaim  aloud,         As  you  fulfil 
 His  fovereign  will,    The  pow'rful  God. 
 
FSALM     148-  227 
 
 SECOND    PART. 
 
 Ye  rivers,  as  ye  flow, 
 
 Convey  your  Maker's  name, 
 
 \Vrhere'er  you  winding  rove, 
 
 On  every  filver  ftream. 
 Your  cooling  flood        His  hand  ordains 
 To  blefs  the  plains  \      Great  fpring  of  good  I 
 
 Ye  numerous  bleating  flocks, 
 
 Far  fpreading  o'er  the  plain, 
 
 With  geiitle  artlefs  voice, 
 
 Affiit  the  humble  ft  nun. 
 To  give  ycu  ford.         He  bids  the  field 
 Its  verdure  yield,  Extenfive  good. 
 
 ;       Ye  herds  of  nobler  fize, 
 
 Who  graze  in  meads  below  ; 
 
 Refound  your  Maker's  praife, 
 
 In  each  reipenfive  low. 
 You  wait  his  hand  \         The  herbage  grows, 
 The  riv'let  flows  At  his  command. 
 
 Ye  feather'd  warblers,  come, 
 
 And  bring  your  tweeted  lays  % 
 
 And  time  the  fprightly  long 
 
 To  your  Creator's  praife* 
 Ills  work  you  are,         He  tuiTd  your  voice, 
 And  you  rejoice  Beneath  his  care. 
 
 THIRD    PART. 
 
 Ye  trees,  which  form  the  {hade, 
 
 Or  bend  the  loaded  bough 
 
 With  fruits  o±  fweetefl:  tafte, 
 
 Your  Maker's  bounty  fhow. 
 From  him  ycu  rofc,      Your  vernal  fuits 
 And  autumn  fiuits       His  hand  bellow*. 
 
B$4  Psalm   148. 
 
 2  Ye  lovely  verdant  fields, 
 In  all  your  green  array, 
 Though  filentj  (peak  his  praife 
 Who  makes  you  bright  and  gay. 
 
 While  we  in  you,         With  future  bread* 
 ProfuMy  fpread,  His  gcodnefs  view- 
 
 3  Yc  flower?,  which  bloom  around 
 A  thoufand  beauteous  d] 
 
 Your  ffa grant  odours  breathe, 
 
 A  grateful  facrihee, 
 To  him  whofe  word       Gave  all  your  bloom, 
 And  fweet  perfume  ;      All  bounteous  Lord  ! 
 
 4  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 
 Should  nobler  praifes  flow  ; 
 And  every  thankful  heart 
 With  warm  devotion  glow. 
 
 Your  voices  raiie,  Ye  highly  bled, 
 
 Above  the  reft  Declare  his  praife, 
 
 5  Afflft  me,  gracious  God, 
 My  heart,  mv  voice  infpire; 
 Then  (hall  I  grateful  jom 
 The  univerfal  choir. 
 
 Thy  grace  can  raife      Mf  heart  and  tongue, 
 And  time  my  fang        To  lively  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel r. 
 
 Jpfaim  CXLVIII.  Particular  Metre.  Ofl 
 EGIN,  my  foul,  th'  exalted  lay  ; 
 Let  each  envaptur'd  thought  obey, 
 And  praife  thf  Almighty  Name  -, 
 Lo  !  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas,  and  fide* 
 In  one  melodious  concert  rife, 
 To  fwell  tli'  r  fpiring  theme. 
 
Psalm  148.  sic) 
 
 2  Ye  angels,  fpread  the  joyful  found, 
 While  all  thJ  adoring  throngs  around 
 
 His  wondrous  mercy  & 
 Let  every  lift'ning  faint  ab 
 Wake  all  the  tuneful  icul  of  Jove, 
 
 And  touch  the  loudcit  ftring. 
 
 3  Thou  heaven  of  heave 
 
 Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  Gcjd, 
 
 Ye  thunders,  fpeak  his 
 Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings, 
 In  triumph  rides  the  King-  of  kings  $ 
 
 Th'  aitonifh'd  worlds  adore. 
 
 4  Ye  cteeps,  with  roarirg  billows  rife, 
 To  join  the  thunder  m  ; 
 
 Praife  him  who  bios  you  roll  ; 
 His  praife  in  Lfrer  notes  declare, 
 Each  whifpYyig  breeze  cf  gelding  air5 
 
 And  breathe  it  to  the  foul. 
 
 5  Wake,  al«  ye  (baring  ri  resign  and  Gng  ; 
 
 Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  fpring, 
 
 Harmonious  anthems  raife 
 To  him,  who  iirp'd  your  finer  mould, 
 Who  tipt  your  giirttring  win^s  with  gold, 
 
 And  tun'd  your  voice  to  pr 
 
 6  Let  m«n,  by  nobler  pain  on  °.  fway'd, 
 The  feeling  heart,  the  re?s'ning  head, 
 
 In  heavenly  praife  employ  *, 
 Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
 Till  heaven's  wide  arch  repeat  the  found, 
 
 The  general  burft  of  joy. 
 
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ajo  Psalm  149. 
 
 #>falm  CXLIX.     Particular  Metre.  [*] 
 
 O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
 Prepare  your  glad  voice 
 His  praife  in  the  great 
 Aflembly  to  fing. 
 In  their  great  Creator 
 Let  all  men  rejoice, 
 And  heirs  of  frlvation 
 Be  glad  in  their  King. 
 
 2  Let  them  his  great  name 
 Devoutly  adore  j 
 
 In  loud   fwelling  ft  rains 
 His  pruifes  exprefs, 
 Who  graciouily  opens 
 His  bountiful  ilore, 
 Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
 His  children  to  bltfs. 
 
 3  With  glory  adorn'd, 
 His  people  (hall  fiug 
 
 To  God,  who  defence 
 And   plenty  fupplies  : 
 Their  loud  acclamations 
 To  him  their  great  King, 
 Through  earth  fh  ill  be  founded, 
 And  reach  to  the  ikies. 
 
 4  Ye  angels  above, 
 
 His  glories  who've  fung, 
 In  loftieft  notes, 
 Now  publiih  his  praife  : 
 We  mortals  delighted, 
 Would  borrow  your  tongue  •, 
 Would  join  in  your  numbers, 
 And  chant  to  your  lays. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
Psalm   150.  231 
 
 Jpfalm  CL.       Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Praife. 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  let  praife  employ, 
 In  his  own  courts,  your  fongs  of  joy  \ 
 The  fpacious  firmament  around 
 Shall  echo  back  the  jcyful  found. 
 
 3.  Recount  his  works  in  drains  divine, 
 
 His  wondrous  works,  how  bright  they  fhine  ! 
 Praife  him  for  all  his  mighty  deeds, 
 Whofe  greatnefs  all  your  ptaift  exceeds. 
 
 3  Aw?ke  the  trumpet's  piercing  found, 
 To  fpread  your  (acred  pleafure  round  ; 
 While  fofcer  munc  tunes  the  lute, 
 The  warbling  harp,  the  breathing  flats, 
 
 4  Ye  virgin  train,  wiih  joy  advance, 
 To  praife  him  in  the  graceful  dance  ; 
 Awake  each  voice,  and  itrike  each  ftrlng^ 
 And  to  the  folemn  organ  ling. 
 
 5  Let  the  loud  cymbal  found  on  high, 
 To  fofter,  deeper  notes  reply  ; 
 Harmonious  let  the  concert  rife, 
 And  bear  the  rap: ave  to  the  fkies. 
 
 6  Let  all  whom  life  and  breath  infpire 
 Att*nd  and  join  the  blifsful  choir  •, 
 But  chiefly  ye  who  know  his  word, 
 Adore,  and  love,  and  praife  the  Lord  ! 
 
 Mrs.  Sr f.eli. 
 ZXD  QF  THE   PS4LM& 
 
ALPHABETICAL    INDEX    of  ths 
 FIRST   LINES   of   the  PSALMS, 
 
 RLFERR1NG    TO    THE    PAGES. 
 
 JHLLMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord  2oi 
 
 Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fkies  147 
 
 Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee  1 17 
 
 And  will  the  God  of  grace  1 1 1 
 
 And  will  the  great  eternal  God  1 1  7 
 
 Approach,  ye  pioufly  difpcs'd  53 
 
 A  riff,  my  tender  thoughts,  arife  J  74 
 
 As  pants  the  fcrt  for  cooHng  dreams  63 
 
 As  fhowers  on  meadows  newly  mown  ico 
 
 At: end,  O  earth,  when  God  declares  8 
 
 Awake,  my  foul,  to  hymns  of  praife  146 
 
 Awake,  ye  faints,  to  praife  your  King  196 
 
 Awake,  ye  tempefts,  and  his  fame  258 
 
 BEFOP.E  Jehovah's  awful  throne  138 
 
 Before  the  hills  in  order  flood  12; 
 
 Begin,  my  foul,  th'  exalted  lay  228 
 
 Behold,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes  107 
 
 Beheld  the  corner  {tone  ]  JO 
 
 Behold  the  fool,  whofe  he*rt  denies  7  ; 
 
 Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  5  4 
 
 Behold  the  morning  fun  32 
 
 behold  the  rifing  dawn  appear  185 
 
 Beneath  God's  terrors  doom'd  to  groan  158 
 
 Beneath  my  God's  protecting  arm  46 
 
 Blefs  God,  O  my  foul  149 
 
 Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  J  42 
 
 Bfcft  are  the  fens  of  peace  10  5 
 
 Ua 
 
INDEX. 
 
 BIcfl  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know  \  20 
 
 r>left  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord  190 
 
 Bled  is  the  man  whofe  tender  care  63 
 
 Blefl  is  the  man  who  ihuns  the  place  7 
 
 COME,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord  133 
 
 Come,  O  ye  faints,  your  voices  raife  48 
 
 Come  found  his  praife  abroad  134 
 
 Confider  all  my  forrows,  Lord  180 
 
 DAVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrength  34 
 
 Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  95 
 
 Dcfcend  from  heav'n,  almighty  Lord  211 
 
 E. 
 
 1 ARLY  my  God,  without  delay  84 
 
 FAIREST  of  all  the  lights  above  221 
 
 Far  from  our  friends  and  country  dear  200 
 
 Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  181 
 
 Father,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  grace  94 
 
 Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  47 
 
 Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay  20 
 
 Forever  fhall  my  fong  record  123 
 
 For  thee,  O  God,  our  eofcftant  praife  87 
 
 From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  157 
 
 From  deep  diitrefs  and  troubled  thoughts  193 
 
 JFrom  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  death  1  18 
 
 From  Zion's  hill  my  help  defcends  183 
 
 GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law  icS 
 
 Give  thanks  to  God,  he  feigns  above  1 5 7 
 
 Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  154 
 
 Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  ions  of  fame  4$ 
 
 Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  197 
 
 God  in  the  great  aflembly  Hands  1  io 
 Cod  is  our  refuge  in  diflrcfs 
 
 God  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  88 
 God;  my  fupporter  and  my  hope 
 
INDEX. 
 
 God  of  eternal  love  i  j  6 
 
 God  of  my  Dfe,  whofe  bounteous  care  205 
 
 God  of  our  ftrength,  to  thee  we  cry  64 
 
 God's  perfect  Iarw  converts  the  foul  30 
 
 Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  yc 
 
 Great  is  the  Lord,  our  fouls  adore  2  1  3 
 
 Great  God,  attend  my  humble  call  y6 
 
 ..t  God,  attend  \*  hile  Zion  fings  1 1 1 
 
 it  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  83 
 
 Great  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel  2cS 
 Great  God,  the  heave's  well  order d  frame  3  1 
 t  God,  while  nature  ipeakb  thy  praife   214 
 
 Great  God,  whefc  univcrfal  fway  (,8 
 
 Great  Raler  of  the  earth  and  flues  67 
 
 Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael  lo<j 
 
 HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifrael  (zf  188 
 
 ,   Happy  the  nation  where  the  Lord  52 
 
 Hear,  O  my  God,  with  pity  hear  210 
 
 Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid  121 
 
 Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  18 
 
 He'j  bielt  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gain'd  50 
 
 High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  56 
 
 How  bleft  are  they  who  always  keep  ]  7 1 
 
 iiow  does  my  heart  rejoice  186 
 
 How  long,  O  Lord,  mall  wicked  mea  13  1 
 
 How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  19 
 
 How  often  have  our  reJUefs  foes  191 
 
 JESUS  fhall  reign  where'er  the  fun  99 
 
 If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny  1 90 
 
 I'll  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  216 
 
 In  ail  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee  203 
 
 In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  13 
 
 Incumbent  en  the  bending  Iky  27 
 
 .;  with  pitying  eye  172, 
 
L 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 In  Ood,  moft  holy  juft  and  true  7S 
 
 In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  104 
 
 Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  193 
 
 I  let  the  Lord  before  my  face  24 
 
 It  is  the  Lord  our  Maker's  hand  141 
 
 Judge  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways  41 
 
 1  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  6 1 
 
 ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raifc  13  j 
 
 Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  176 
 
 Let  all  the  various  tribes  of  men  36 
 
 Let  every  creature  join  22} 
 
 Let  God  nrife  in  all  his  might  9* 
 
 Let  heathens  to  their  idols  hafte  23 
 
 Let  finners  take  their  couvfe  75 
 
 Let  Zion  and  her  fons  rejoice  140 
 
 Lift  your  voice  and  thankful  ling  199 
 
 Lord,  haft  thou  cad  the  nation  off  81 
 
 Lord,  1  have  made  thy  word  nay  choice  1 76 
 
 Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear  1 2 
 
 Lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name  49 
 
 Lord,  let  our  humble  cry  80 
 
 Lord  of  the  worlds  above  1 1  4 
 
 Lord,  fhould  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  207 
 
 Lord,  fhould'ft  thou  call  us  to  thy  bar  jgrz 
 
 Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fmcere  rfr] 
 
 Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  127 
 
 Lord,  what  a  thoughtlcfs  wretch  was  I  10 » 
 
 Lord,  what  was  man  wh?n  made  at  firft  1  5 
 
 jLord,  we  thy  wondrous  praife  proclaim  J44 
 
 Lord,  when  I  call  make  nafte  to  hear  2o<> 
 
 Lord,  whe?i  thou  didft  afcend  on  higU  93 
 
 Lord,  where  fjiall  guilty  lion  Is  retire  204 
 
 Lord,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may  20 
 
 MAKER  and  fovereign  Lord  9 
 
 My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  i*> 
 
I    N    D    E    X. 
 
 My  Cod,  in  whom  are  a!!  the  fprir.g$  78 
 
 My  Godj  my  everiaiting  hope  96 
 
 My  God,  permit  my  tongue  85 
 
 My  God,  the  fteps  of  piou>  men  5*^ 
 
 My  God,  the  viiits  of  thy  h-ce  24 
 
 My  heart  arid  flefh  cry  cut  for  thee  1 1 1 
 
 My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  O^ 
 
 My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dtift  180 
 
 My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  143 
 
 my  foul,  review  the  t'.me  2ca 
 
 My  foul,  the  awful  hour  will  corrie  59 
 
 My  fpirit  locks  tc  God  alone  83 
 
 My  tiuft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend  13 
 
 NO  changa  of  times  fnall  ever  (hock  26 
 Not  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  dull     I67 
 
 Now  be  my  heart  infpif'd  to  fmg  65 
 
 Now  in  the  hour  of  deep  diftrefs  35 
 
 Now  let  our  mournful  icngs  record  35 
 
 Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  33 
 
 Now  (hall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid  91 
 
 Now  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  90 
 
 O  BLESSED  fouls  are  they  50 
 
 O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  fing  133 
 
 Ot  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fmg  139 
 
 O  for  a  (hout  df  facred  joy  69 
 
 O  God  of  my  faivatioii/hear  1 19 
 
 O  God,  my  grateful  foul  afyires  161 
 
 O  God,  we  celebrate  thy  praife  162 
 
 O  how  1  love  thy  holy  law  175 
 
 O  Lord,  how  worthy  of  our  love  3 1 3 
 
 O  Lord,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry  44 
 
 O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told  65 
 
 O  Lord,  to  our  requeit  give  ear  86 
 
 On  God  my  ftedralt  hopes  rely  1 7 
 
 Q  praife  ye  the  Lord  236 
 
INDEX. 
 
 O  render  thanks  to  God  above  1 5  $ 
 
 U  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  w*ys  178 
 
 O  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour  1  79 
 
 O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow  14 
 
 O  thou  who  hear'ft  when  Tinners  cry  74. 
 
 0  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign  187 
 
 O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove  77 
 
 PARENT  of  nature,  God  fupreme  102 
 
 Parent  of  univerfal  good  107 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  immoral  choir  220 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  let  praife  employ  231 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  O  blilsful  theme  219 
 
 Praife  yie  the  Lord,  to  fpeak  his  praife  1 63 
 
 Preferve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  £2 
 
 R> 
 
 .EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  51 
 
 SALVATION  is  forever  nigh  1 16 
 
 Shall  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws  79 
 
 Shew  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive  73 
 
 Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  furging  feas  120 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  109 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  1  3  2 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praife  infpire  2 :  S 
 
 Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims  16 
 
 Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand  169 
 
 TEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days  60 
 
 Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  13d 
 
 That  man  is  bleft  who  Hands  in  awe  104 
 
 Thee  will  I  blefs,  my  God  and  King  212 
 
 The  God  Jehovah  reigns  138 
 The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord         29  30 
 
 The  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  face  66 
 
 The  Lord  himfeif,  the  mighty  Lord  37 
 
 The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name  194 
 
 The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  130 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Pa** 
 
 The  Lord  my  pafture  fhall  prepare  38 
 
 The  Lord  my  Saviour  is  my  light  43 
 
 rlhe  Lord  my  fhepherd  Is  3S 
 
 The  Lord  01  glory  is  my  light  43 
 
 The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns  1  29 
 
 The  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne  71 
 
 The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  7  2 
 
 The  praifes  of  my  God  and  King  215 
 
 There  is  a  God,  ail  nature  fpCaks  148 
 
 Thcv  who  in  (hips,  with  courage  bold  159 
 
 Tl  ink,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  122 
 
 This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  169 
 This  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's           39  4c 
 Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 
 Thou  God,  by  whole  command  1  live 
 
 Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blett  182 
 
 Thou,  Lord,  haft  earth's  foundations  laid  141 
 Thou,  Lord,  in  heaven  hail  phcYt  thy  throne  1  45 
 
 Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  fceue  1  16 
 
 Through  all  the  charging  fcencs  of  life  53 
 
 Thus  the  eternal  Father  ipake  162 
 
 Thus  far  the  Lord  ha.s  led  me  on  1 1 
 
 Thus  faith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain  62 
 
 r]  hy  favour,  gracious  Lord    cilnhy  1  15 
 
 Thy  mercy,  Lord,  my  only  hope  55 
 
 Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  177 
 
 Thy  name,  almighty  Lord  108 
 
 Thy  name,  O  God,  my  heart  avows  76 
 
 Thy  praiiV,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits  09 
 
 Thy  word  is  like  a  heavenly  3  73 
 9  1  is  by  thy  llren^th  the  mountains  (land 
 
 To  blefc  thy  chofen  race  91 
 
 To  God  1  lift  my  eyes                                41  l&J 
 
 To  God  rhe  mighty  Lord  198 
 
 To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  137 
 
V 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 To  thee,  great  God,  will  I  difclofe  209 
 
 To  thee,  naoft  holy  and  mod  high  103 
 
 To  there,  my  God,  my  heart  fhall  bring  201 
 
 To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  28 
 
 To  your  Creator,  God  225 
 
 AST  are  thy  work's,  almighty  Lord  147 
 
 Unfhaken  as  the  facred  hill  1 83 
 
 WE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  good  93 
 
 Welcome,  thou  day  of  facred  reft  1  28 
 
 What  feraph  of  ceieftial  birth  124 
 
 What  (hall  I  render  to  my  God  167 
 
 What  fiuners  value  I  refign  25 
 
 When  fancy  fpreads  her  boldeft  wings  10 
 
 When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  189 
 
 When  Ifrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  160 
 
 When  I  furvey  life's  varied  fcene  J  27 
 
 When,  overwhelm'd  with  pain  aud  grief  82  105 
 
 Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beads  of  prey  )  60 
 
 With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  201 
 
 With  fongsand  honours  founding  loud  21  7 
 
 Who  (hall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place  fct 
 
 Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boait  5  7 
 
 Why  doth  the  Lord  (land  off  fo  far  \6 
 
 Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  70 
 Why  fnould  1  vex  ray  foul,  and  fret 
 
 YE  bouhdlefs  realms  of  joy  224 
 
 Ye  fervams  of  th'  eternal  King  190 
 
 Ye  fervants  of  th*  almighty  King  !  05 
 
 Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  if  David's  r^ce,  1  23 
 
 N.  B.     The  Hymns  are  placed  in  the  alphabet 
 iea!  order  of  their  iai  -.'*. 
 
HYMN      S. 
 
 fpglltn  t       Lcng  Metre.         [*or[fl 
 
 ABSURD  and  vain  attempt  !  to  bind 
 AVith  iron  chains,  the  freeborn  mind  5 
 To  force  conviction,  and  reclaim 
 The  wandering,  by  deftruclive  flame  ! 
 
 2  Bold  arrogance,  to  fnatch  from  heavea 
 Dominion  not  to  mortals  given  ! 
 O'er  conscience  to  ufurp  the  throne, 
 Accountable  to  God  alone. 
 
 3  Mad  zeal  !  that  fills  the  world  with  woe  ! 
 That  hurls  down  kingdoms  at  a  blow  ! 
 That  wakens  vengeance  to  devour 
 
 The  foes  of  antichviftian  power. 
 
 4  Jefus,  thy  gentle  law  of  love 
 Does  no  fuch  cruelties  approve  ; 
 Mild  as  thyfelf,  thy  doctrine  wields 
 No  arms,  but  what  perfuafion  yields. 
 
 5  By  proofs  divine  and  reafon  ftrong, 
 It  draws  the  willing  foul  along  ; 
 
 And  con  quells  to  thy  church  acquires, 
 By  eloquence,  which  Heaven  infpires. 
 
 6  O  happy,  wfao  are  thus  compell'd 
 To  the  rich  feaft,  by  Jefus  held  ! 
 May  we  this  blelnng  know,  and  prize 
 The  light  which  liberty  (applies. 
 
i  Hymn  i. 
 
 iljpmn  II.      Common  Metre.       [*] 
 
 The  Refutre&ion  of  Ciriji. 
 
 A  GAIN. the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
 Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
 Unfeals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
 And  pours  increafing  day. 
 
 2  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
 
 And  loud  holannas  fung ; 
 Let  gladnefs  dwell  in  every  heart, 
 And  praife  on  every  tongue. 
 
 3  Ten  thoufand  differing  lips  (hall  join, 
 
 To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
 Which  fcatters  bleffings  from  its  wings, 
 To  nations  yet  unborn. 
 
 4  Jefus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 
 
 With  flrong  compaflion  movV, 
 Came  from  the  bofom  of  his  God, 
 To  fave  th^  fouls  he  lov'd. 
 
 5  The  powers  of  darknefs  leagu'd  in  vain, 
 
 To  bind  his  foul  in  death  $ 
 He  (hook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
 With  his  expiring  breath. 
 
 6  Not  long  the  bands  of  death  could  keep 
 
 The  hope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
 Corruption  never  could  take  hold 
 On  one  fo  much  divine. 
 
 7  Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 
 
 And  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
 Through  him  is  pard'ning  love  difpens'd, 
 And  endlefs  bleffings  flow. 
 
 8  Now  to  our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
 
 Glad  homage  let  us  give  ; 
 And  be  prep.irM  like  him  to  die, 
 That  with  him  we  may  live. 
 
 Mrs.  Babjavx.* 
 
Hymn  3,  4. 3 
 
 tPgmn  HI.       Long  Metre.         [bj 
 
 Holy  Rcfoiution. 
 
 AH,  wretched  fouls,  who  ftrive  in  vain  ! 
 Slaves  to  the  world,  and  flaves  to  fin  ! 
 A  nobler  toll  may  I  fuftain* 
 A  nobler  fatisfa&ion  win. 
 
 I  would  refolve  with  all  my  heart". 
 With  ail  my  powers  to  ferve  the  Lord  $ 
 Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
 Whofe  fcrvice  is  a  rich  reward. 
 
 O  be  his  fervice  all  my  joy, 
 Around  let  my  example  fhine  ; 
 Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ. 
 And  join  in  labours  fo  divine. 
 Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foul, 
 My  folemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
 To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control, 
 And  in  his  kind  commauds  rejoice. 
 O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 
 Nor  wander  from  thy  facred  ways ; 
 Great  God,  accept  my  foul's  defire, 
 And  give  me  flrtngth  to  live  thy  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 fpgmn  IV,     Common  Metre.      [I>3 
 
 Watchju!r:efs  and  Pr.tyer, 
 
 ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rife  ! 
 What  fnares  befet  my  way  ! 
 To  heaven  then,  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
 
 And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
 How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain* 
 
 And  melt  in  flowing  rears  ! 
 My  weak  refiftance,  ah  how  vain  ! 
 flow  ftrong  my  foes  2nd  fear^  I 
 
4  Hymn  5. 
 
 3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
 
 My  feeble  efforts  aid, 
 Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  flrive, 
 Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
 
 4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope, 
 
 When  foes  and  fears  prevail  ; 
 
 And  bear  my  fainting  fpirit  up, 
 
 Or  foon  my  flxength  will  £ail, 
 
 5  When  flrong  temptations  fright  my  heart) 
 
 Or  lure  my  feet  afide  ; 
 My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
 My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
 
 6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 
 
 And  bid  the  tempter  flee  -y 
 And  never  let  me  go  aftray. 
 From  happinefs  and  thee, 
 
 Mrs.  Steels. 
 
 Ppmh  V.         Long  Metre.         [i>] 
 
 The  Syro-Phtmman  Woman.      Matt.  XV.  26 ,  2~. 
 
 ALL-conq'ring  faith  !  how  high  it  rofe  ! 
 When  heav'n  itfelf  might  ftem  t'oppofe ! 
 All  gracious  Lord  !   who  diqtt  appear 
 Molt  merciful  when  moil  levere  ! 
 
 %  Thus,  at  thy  feet,  our  fouls  would  fall, 
 And  loudly  thus  for  mercy  call  \ 
 €i  Thou  Son  of  David,  pity  (how, 
 "  And  fave  us  from  tfV  infernal  foe." 
 
 3  Though  viler  than  the  brutes  we  be, 
 Our  longing  eyes  would  wait  on  thee, 
 Who  doit  to  dogs  fuch  grace  altord, 
 To  tafte  the  crumbs  beneath  thy  board- 
 
 4  But  thou  the  humble  foul  wilt  raife. 
 And  all  its  forrows  turn  to  praife  \ 
 
Hymn  6,  7.  % 
 
 Each  felf  abafing  broken  heart, 
 Shall  with  thy  children  fhare  a  part. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 ■*-_ _ _ — 
 
 ivimm  VI.       Short  Metre.         [$] 
 
 Chrijl  the  Branch  of  David,  and  the  Morning  Star, 
 
 ALL  hail,  myllerious  King  ! 
 Hail,  David's  ancient  root  ! 
 Thou  righteous  branch,    which   thence   did 
 To  give  the  nations  fruit.  L*Pr*nS* 
 
 2  Qur  weary  fouls  fhall  reft 
 Beneath  thy  grateful  lhade ; 
 
 Our  thi riling  lips  the  fweets  (hall  tafte, 
 By  thy  bled  fruit  convey 'd. 
 
 3  Fair  morning  (tar,  arife  ! 
 With  living  glories  bright ; 
 
 -And  pour  on  thcfe  awakening  eyes 
 A  flood  of  facred  light. 
 
 4  The  horrid  gloom  is  fled, 
 Pierc'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray  ; 
 
 Shine,  and  our  wandering  footfteps  lead 
 To  everlafting  day. 
 
 DoDDRiDGFr  alrtre4. 
 
 ip^lim  VII.     Common  Metre. '      |"*4 
 
 A  Pillar  in  the  twenty  Temple. 
 
 ALL  hail,  victorious  Saviour,  hail  ! 
 I  bow  to  thy  command, 
 
 And  own  that  David's  royal  key 
 Wel|  fits  thy  fovereigji  hand. 
 
 %  Open  the  treafures  of  thy  love, 
 And  fhed  thy  gifts  abroad  \ 
 Unveil  to  my  rejoicing  eyes 
 The  temple  of  my  God, 
 
 A  % 
 
6  HymN  8. 
 
 3  There  as  a  pillar  let  me  ftand, 
 
 On  an  eternal  bafe  ; 
 UprearM  by  thy  almighty  hand, 
 And  pohfh'd  by  thy  grace. 
 
 4  There,  deep  engraven  let  me  bear 
 
 The  title  of  my  God  ; 
 And  mark  the  New  Jerufalem, 
 As  my  fecure  abode. 
 
 5  In  lading  characters  infer ibe 
 
 Thy  own  beloved  name  ; 
 That  endlefs  ages  there  may  read 
 The  great  Immanuel's  ckim. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 fpgmU   VIII.      Long  Metre.      U<  or  fc] 
 
 ALL-knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
 The  fprings  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  \ 
 To  judge  from  principles  within, 
 When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  fin. 
 
 2  Who  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all, 
 Thy  fervants  to  his  bar  may  call  ? 
 Decide  of  herefy,  and  ihaks 
 
 A  brcther  o'er  tire  flaming  lake  ? 
 
 3  Who,  with  another's  eye,  can  read  ? 
 Or  worfhip  by  another's  creed  ? 
 Revering  thy  command  alone, 
 
 Wre  humbly  feek  and  ufe  our  own. 
 
 4  If  wrong,  forgive  \  accept,  if  tight, 
 Whilft  faithful  we  obey  our  light ; 
 And  cens'ring  none,  are  zealous  flill 
 To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 
 "When  mail  cur  happy  tyes  behold 
 
 I  Thy  people  fafhicn'd  :::  thy  mould  ; 
 
Hymn  9.  7 
 
 And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
 Deriv'd  from  thee,  O  God  of  iove  ? 
 
 Scott. 
 
 Jpgmn  IX.       Lcng  Metre.         [&] 
 
 A    r/rn   of  :b:   Lamb. 
 
 ALL  mortal  vanities*  be  gone  ; 
 Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  iior  tire  my  earfc  *, 
 Behold,  before  th7  eternal  throne, 
 A  vinon  of  the  Lamb  appears  ! 
 
 2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
 Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  } 
 Seven  are  his  eyes,  and  ieven  his  horn-, 
 To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  power. 
 
 3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  footed  b 
 
 From  hirn  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ! 
 Jefus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 
 On  dark  decree*  and  things  unknow 
 
 4  All  the  afFsmbhng  faints  around 
 Fall  woriliiping  before  the  Lamb  *, 
 And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found, 
 Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name. 
 
 5  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  ft  rain. 
 And  with  transporting  pleaiure   : 
 Worthy  the  Lam!)  that  once  was  (lain, 
 To  be  our  Saviour  and  cur  King. 
 
 6  Thou  haft  redeemed  our  fouls  from  I 
 With  fa! 
 
 And  wrjrc he^  v .  Rebel, 
 
 Are  now  made  icrvaMBUBieir  Goi. 
 
 7  Worthy  forever  is  tkt 
 
 Who  uy'd  for  trerfona  >wns 
 
 By  every  tofljuc  to  be  adorM, 
 
 And  reign  u 
 
8  Hymn  io,  ii. 
 
 ijMV.nn  X.      Common  Metre.       [#} 
 
 77>e  Mairirg'  nj  the  l.amh. 
 
 ALL  ye  who  faithful  fervmts  are. 
 Of  our  Almighty  Kin^ 
 Both  high  unci  low,  and  finall  and  great*- 
 His  pruife  devoutly  png, 
 
 1  Let  us  rejoice  and  render  thanks 
 To  his  moft  ho!y  n.ime  ; 
 Rejoice,  rejoice,  fur  now  is  come 
 The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 3  His  bride  herfelf  has  ready  made, 
 
 How  pure  and  white  bet*  drtfs  \ 
 This  is  the  faint's  integrity, 
 And  fpodefs  holinefs  : 
 
 4  Kow  happy  then  is  every  oneu 
 
 Who  to  the  marriage  feaft 
 
 And  holy  (upper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 Is  cali'd,  a  welcome  gucft. 
 
 Tat*, 
 
 Jpgttin   XL      Particular  Mtire.     [>} 
 
 S*Bmifi<m  tc  tbr  DvAnt  IV. II. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  King  of  heaven  above, 
 Eternal  fource  of  truth  and  !cve, 
 And  Lord  of  all  below, 
 With  reverence  and  religious  fear, 
 Permit  thy  fuppliants  to  draw  near, 
 And  at  thy  feet  to  bow. 
 
 1  Thy  fovereign  fini  form'd  us  firft  ; 
 Thy  breath  czn  blow  us  back  to  duftA 
 
 Frail,  iinful,  mortal  clay  ; 
 'Tis  thine  undoubted  right  to  give 
 Thofe  earthly  blefiings  we  receive  * 
 
 And  thine  to  take  away. 
 
Hymn   t&*  $ 
 
 All  things  are  nnder  thy  cqntr  l3 
 Eternal  wifdom  rules  rjie  whole. 
 
 Educing  good  from  fr]  ; 
 Submiffive  therefore  \v~  refign, 
 Our  wills  are  ifarall&W*d  u::  in  thine, 
 
 In  thy  molt  holy  will. 
 
 In  heaven  above,  thy  will  is  dene, 
 There,  angels  wait  around  thy  throne, 
 
 Thy  counfeis  to  obey  ; 
 Adoring  at  ihy  feet  they  fall, 
 Confefs  thee,  ibvereign  Lord  of  all, 
 
 And  own  thy  powerful  fway. 
 
 Lord,  may  we  join  the  heav'nly  throng, 
 May  mortals  learn  th'  angelic  long, 
 
 Who  dwell  beneath  the  fun  *, 
 May  every  tongue  thy  praife  proclaim, 
 This  be  the  univerfal  theme, 
 
 "  Jehovah's  will  be  done." 
 
 Dt)mn  XII.     Short  Metre.       tyt  or  \j} 
 
 Humble  Ptc'fe. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 
 HoW  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
 glorias  how  diffus'd  abroad, 
 throughout  creation's  fruhe: 
 
 2  Nature  in  every  drefs 
 Her  humble  homage  pays, 
 
 rinds  a  th.  i  ;ys  if  esprefs 
 
 Thy  goodiie[s  and  tay  in raife. 
 
 3  In  native  white  and  red, 
 The  rofe  and  lily  Hand  •, 
 
 And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  fprcad, 
 To  fnow  thy  fkilful  hand. 
 
 4  The  lark  mounts  up  on  higk 
 Wish  unambitious  fcng. 
 
io  Hymn  13, 
 
 And  bears  her  Maker's  praiie  on  high, 
 Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 
 
 5  My  foul  would  rfie  and  fing 
 To  her  Creator  too  ; 
 
 Fain  would  my  tongue  ndore  my  King* 
 And  pay  the  worth  Lp  due. 
 
 6  But  pride,  that  bufy  fin, 
 Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ; 
 
 CursM  pride,  that  creeps  fecurely  in, 
 And  iweils  a  wretched  worm. 
 
 7  Create  my  foul  anew, 
 
 Or  all  my  worfhip's  vain  ; 
 This  finful  heart  will  not  be  true^ 
 Till  it  be  form'd  again. 
 
 8  In  joy  then  let  me  fpend 
 The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
 
 And  to  my  God  my  foul  afcend, 
 In  fweet  perfume  of  praife. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 IPgmn  XIII.       Common  Metre.       [*ori;J 
 
 Huly  Fortitude. 
 
 AM  I  a  foldier  of  the  crofs  ? 
 A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
 And  (hall  I  fea?  to  own  his  caufe, 
 Or  blufh  to  fpeak  his  name  ? 
 1  Muft  I  be  carried  to  the  fties 
 On  flowery  beds  of  eafe  ? 
 Whilft  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
 And  faiPd  through  bloody  fcas  ? 
 
 3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 
 
 Muft  not  I  ftem  the  flood  ? 
 Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace* 
 To  help  me  rn  to  God  ? 
 
 4  Sure  I  mud  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 
 
 Incrcafe  my  courage,  Ltord  ; 
 
Hymn  14.  11 
 
 1*11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
 Supported  by  thy  word. 
 
 Thy  faints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
 Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
 
 They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
 And  fcize  it  with  their  eye. 
 
 i  When  that  illuftrious  day  {hall  rife, 
 And  all  thy  armies  fhine 
 In  robes  of  vicl'ry  through  the  Ikies, 
 The  glory  (hall  be  thine. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fpgmn  XIV.     Long  Metre.      [*or|fl 
 
 "Cbriji  o*r  Example. 
 
 AND  is  the  gofpel  peace  and  love  ? 
 Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 
 The  ferpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
 Wifdom  and  me^k  fimplicicy. 
 Whene'er  the  angry  paffions  rife, 
 And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  ftrife  > 
 To  Jefus  \tt  us  lift  our  eyes, 
 Bright  pattern  of  the  Chridian  life. 
 O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
 How  miM,  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
 Be  this  the  temper  cf  our  mind, 
 And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 
 To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
 Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
 Humility  and  holy  zeal 
 Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 
 Difpenfing  good  where'er  he  came. 
 The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
 Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
 By  hu  example  let  us  move. 
 
i-2  Hymn   i/. 
 
 6  But,  ah,  hew  blind,  how  weak  we  are  ! 
 H    -v  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  afide  ! 
 Lord,  we  c]epend  upon  thy  care, 
 
 We  ajk  thy  bpirit  for  our  guide. 
 
 7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
 To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
 Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
 O  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 I"  i  •    «  ■ —m.. ■ 
 
 fpgmn  XV.     Short  Metre.       [*or|,3 
 
 Yriuwfh  oi-:r  Death. 
 
 AND  mud  this  body  die  ? 
 Thw  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
 And  muft  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine 
 Lie  mduld'ring  in  the  clay? 
 
 2  Corruption,  earth  and  worms 
 Shall  but  refine  this  item, 
 
 Till  my  triumphant  fpirit  comes 
 To  put  it  on  afrelh. 
 
 3  Chrift,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
 And  often,  from  the  ikies, 
 
 J^coks  down  and  watches  all  my  duft, 
 Till  he  {hall  bid  it  rife. 
 
 4  ArrayM  in  glorious  grace, 
 Shall  tKefc  vile  bodies  fhine, 
 
 And  every  ihape,  and  every  face 
 
 Look  heavenly  and  divine. 
 £  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe 
 
 To  Jefus'  dying  love  ; 
 We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
 
 And  fing  his  power  i.bove. 
 6  O  Lord,  accept  the  pr:;ife 
 
 Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 
 Till  tunes  of  nobler  found  we  r: 
 
 With  cur  immortal  tongues,  Watt*/ 
 
Hymn    16,  17.  13 
 
 *»  — — -  — • — i —     ■     — 
 
 (pt)nin  XVI.     Common  Metre.       [ 
 
 For  lie  K:~v  Tsar. 
 
 AND  now,  my  foul,  another  year 
 Of  my  fhort  life  is  pull  j 
 1  cannot  long  continue  here, 
 And  this  may  be  ray  laft. 
 
 2  Much  of  ray  dubious  life  is  done, 
 
 Nor  will  return  again  j 
 And  fwift  my  palling  racrnents  run, 
 The  few  that  yet  remain. 
 
 3  Awake,  my  foul,  with  utmoft  care, 
 
 Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
 What  are  thy  hopes  ?  how  lure  ?  how  fair  ? 
 And  whit  thy  chief  concern  ? 
 
 4-  With  the  new  year,  which  now  beg::.?, 
 Begin  thy  race  for  heaven  ; 
 Rrpent  of  all  thy  former  nr.s, 
 Reform,  and  be  forgiven. 
 
 5   Devoutly  yiejd  thyfelf  to  God, 
 To  him  t  mmend  ; 
 
 Wi  h  zs  il  rarfue  the  heavenly  road, 
 
 Nor  doubt  2  happy  end. 
 
 Coalition. 
 
 Tpymn  XVII.      All  Sevens  Metre. 
 
 The  RtfurnSion  and  Afcinfion  cf  C 
 
 ANGELS,  roll  the  ftone  away, 
 Death,  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
 See  !  he  rifes  from  the  tomb, 
 Shining  in  immortal  bloom. 
 
 Z  'Tis  the  Saviour  !  angels,  raife 
 Your  triumphant  fong  of  praife  ; 
 Let  the  heavens'  remotelt  bound 
 Hear  the  joy  inspiring  found. 
 B 
 
14  Hymn  18. 
 
 3  Now,  ye  flints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
 Now  to  glory  fee  him  rife  •, 
 Mark  his  progrefs  through  the  fky, 
 To  the  radiant  world  on  high. 
 
 4  Heaven  difplays  her  cryftal  gate; 
 Enter  in  thy  royal  ft  ate  \ 
 
 King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
 'Tis  thy  Father's  and  thy  own. 
 
 5  Praife  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
 Strike  with  awe  your  golden  lyres  ; 
 Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  fong, 
 Let  the  drains  be  loud  and  ftrong. 
 
 6  To  the  lift'ning  nations  tell, 
 
 Sin  overthrown,  and  vanquifh'd  hell. 
 Where  is  death's  once  dreaded  king  ! 
 Where,  O  monfter,  is  thy  fting  ! 
 
 Scott. 
 
 JJjpmn  XVIII.       Long  Metre.       C*«rb3 
 
 The  Sab<'-ath. 
 
 ANOTHER  fix  days'  work  is  done  ! 
 Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ! 
 Return,  my  foul,  enjoy  thy  reft, 
 Improve  the  day  that  God  has  blefs'd. 
 
 2  Come,  praife  the  Lord,  whofe  love  aiiigns 
 So  fweet  a  reft  to  weary  minds  j 
 Provides  an  antepaft  of  heaven, 
 
 And  gives  this  day  the  food  cf  feven. 
 
 3  C  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rife 
 As  grateful  incenfe  to  the  fkies  ; 
 
 And  draw  from  heaven  that  fweet  repofe 
 Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 
 
 4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breaft, 
 Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  reft, 
 Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
 The  end  of  cares,  the  e:;d  of  pains. 
 
Hymn    19. 15 
 
 5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
 In  various  fcenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
 With  praife  we  think  on  mercies  paft, 
 With  hope  we  future  pleafures  taite. 
 
 6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
 In  holy  pleafures  pafs  away; 
 
 The  Sabbath  thus  we  love  to  fpend, 
 In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  mail  end. 
 
 STENN'ET. 
 
 l)))mn  XIX.     Six  Line  L.  M.      [*or« 
 
 GoTs  Name  proclaimed  t'j  Mcfa. 
 
 ATTEND,  my  foul,  the  vece  divine, 
 And  mark  what  b;aming  glories  fhine 
 Around  thy  condcfcencling  God  : 
 To  us,  he  in  his  word  proclaims 
 His  awful,  his  endearing  names  ; 
 Attend,  and  found  them  all  abroad. 
 
 2  "  Jehovah  1,  the  fovereign  Lord, 
 
 "  The  mighty  God  by  heaven  ador'd, 
 
 u  Down  to  the  earth  my  footfteps  bend: 
 u  My  heart  the  tendered  pity  knows, 
 H  Goodnefs  full  dreaming  wide  o'erflows, 
 "  And  grace  and  truth  (hall  never  end. 
 
 3  "  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
 a  My  pard'aing  love  is  ever  fure, 
 
 44  When  penitential  forrow  mourns  : 
 "  To  millions,  through  unnumber'd  years^ 
 <(  New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears, 
 
 "  Yet  wrath  againft  the  fmner  burns." 
 
 4  Make  hafte,  my  foul,  the  vifion  meet, 
 All  proftrate  at  Jehovah's  feet, 
 
 And  drink  the  tur.eful  accents  in. 
 Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
 Diffufe  thefe  heart-expanding  joys, 
 
 Till  heav'n  complete  the  rapturous  fcene. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
16  Hymn   20,  21. 
 
 5>g!nn  XX.      Common  Metre.  orprj 
 
 The  n;iv  Cr<a. 
 
 ATTEND,  whilfi  God'  Son 
 
 Doth  his  own  glories  fhew  ; 
 "  Behold  I  fit  upon  my  throne, 
 "  Creating  all  things  new  ! 
 
 2  "  Old  things  arc  wholly  pafi'd  atfrafi, 
 
 "  And  the  fir  ft  Adam  dies  •, 
 "  My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay  ! 
 U  Sec  the  new  world  arifc  ! 
 
 3  "  I'll  be  a  Sun  of  rightcoufntfs 
 
 "  To  the  new  heavens  I  make  ; 
 "  None  but  the  new  born  heirs  of  grac£ 
 "  My  glories  mall  partake/' 
 
 4  Mighty  Redeemer,  fet  me  free 
 
 From  my  old  ft  ate  of  fin  ; 
 
 O  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee, 
 
 Create  new  powers  within. 
 
 5  Renew  my  eyes,  and  form  my  cars, 
 
 And  mould  my  heart  afrelh  ; 
 Give  me  new  pafiions,  joys  and  fear$, 
 And  turn  the  ftone  to  flefh. 
 
 6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
 
 From  fin  and  earth  and  hell ; 
 In  the  new  world  which  grace  hath  made, 
 I  would  forever  dwell. 
 
 Watts. 
 4^ — ^ ^ — 
 
 ipjmin  XXI.     Long  Metre,     t*  °r  fcj 
 
 Glory  in  tie  Cro/s. 
 
 AT  thy  command,  our  blcffed  Lord, 
 Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feaft  ; 
 Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
 And  thy  own  flelh  feeds  every  guelt. 
 
Hymn  22. 17 
 
 2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
 And  trufts  for  life  in  one  that  died  ; 
 We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
 From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 
 
 3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  its  Pname, 
 And  fling  its  fcandals  on  the  caufe ; 
 We  come  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  name, 
 And  make  our  triumph  in  his  crofs. 
 
 4  With  joy,  we  tell  the  fcoffing  age, 
 He  that  was  dead  hath  left  his  tomb  •, 
 hie  lives  above  their  utmofl  rage, 
 
 And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come.      Watts. 
 
 ipgffin  XXII.     Common  Metre.      [#] 
 
 Toe  Incarnation  cf  the  W'.rd. 
 
 AWAKE,  awake  the  facred  fong, 
 To  our  incarnate  Lord  ! 
 Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
 Adore  th/  Eternal  Word. 
 
 2  That  glorious  Word,  that  fovereign  Power, 
 
 By  whom  the  worlds  were  made, 
 O  happy  morn  !  illuftrious  hour  ! 
 Was  once  in  flefh  array'd. 
 
 3  Then  (hone  Almighty  power  and  love, 
 
 In  all  their  glorious  forms ; 
 When  Jefus  left  the  world  above, 
 To  dwell  with  (mful  worms. 
 
 4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 
 
 The  Saviour  left  the  ikies  ; 
 And  funk  to  poverty  and  woe, 
 That  wretched  man  might  rife. 
 
 5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  fongs 
 
 To  hail  tnc  joyful  day  ; 
 With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
 Their  grateful  homage  pay, 
 B  2 
 
1 8  Hymn   23,  24. 
 
 6  What  giory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
 With  wonder  we  adore  •, 
 But  couid  we  fmg  as  artgels  do, 
 We'd  love  and  praife  thee  more. 
 
 Mr*.  STEELE. 
 
 Dgltin  XXIII.      Long  Metre.       [t>] 
 
 'Temptation  without  and  irithin. 
 
 AWAKE,  my  foul,  lift  up  thine  eyes, 
 See  how  thy  foes  again  (I  thee  rife, 
 In  long  array,  a  numerous  holt  ; 
 Awake,  my  fcul,  or  thou  art  loft. 
 
 2  See  how  rebellious  pafTions  rage, 
 And  fierce  defires  and  lulls  engage  ; 
 iSee  plea  fare's  filter!  banners  fpread, 
 And  willing  fouls  are  captive  led. 
 
 3  I  tread  upon  enchanted  ground, 
 Perils  and  fnares  befet  me  round  y 
 O  let  me  then  guard  every  part, 
 But  mo  ft,  the  traitor  in  my  hearts 
 
 4  O  teach  thy  fervant  how  to  wield, 
 Bkft  Saviour,  thy  immortal  fhield  ; 
 Put  on  thy  armour  from  above, 
 
 Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 
 
 5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 
 
 The  f miles  of  earth,  the  frowns  of  hell  y 
 The  tempter  once  then  didft  fubdue, 
 O  make  me  more  than  conqueror  too. 
 
 Mrs.  Baud  alt  d. 
 
 Ip-tUnn  XXIV.     Hallelujah  Metre.     [*J 
 
 The  Lot  d's  Day  Morning. 
 
 W  A  KE,  our  drowfy  fouls  ! 
 A.  Shake  off  each  ilothful  band  ', 
 The  wonders  of  this  day 
 Our  ncbleil  fongs  demand* 
 
 A 
 
Hymn   25.  19 
 
 Aufpicious  morn  !        Thy  bliisful  rays 
 Bright  feraphs  hail,     In  fougs  of  praiie  ! 
 
 At  thy  approaching  dawn 
 
 Reluctant  death  refign'd 
 
 The  glorious  Prince  of  life,, 
 
 In  the  dark  vault  confin'd. 
 Th*  angelic  ho  ft  Around  him  bends, 
 
 And,  midft  their  fhouts,     The  Lord  afcends. 
 
 All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 
 
 Ke~ven  with  hofanna  rings  ; 
 
 WKSft  earth,  in  humbler  drains, 
 
 Thy  praiie  refponfive  ungs. 
 V.\  rthy  art  thcu,         Who  once  waft  flain, 
 Thro*  endlcis  years      To  live  and  reign. 
 
 Gird  on,  great  King,  thy  fword, 
 
 Afc:nd  thy  conq'ring  car, 
 
 Whilft  jultice,  truth  and  love 
 
 Maintain  the  glorious  war. 
 Victorious  thou         Thy  foes  (halt  tread, 
 And  (In  and  death     In  triumph  lea^ti. 
 
 Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 
 
 And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 
 
 With  faiutary  pangs 
 
 To  each  rebellious  heart : 
 Then  dying  fouls  For  life  (hall  fue, 
 
 Nunvrous  as  L/ccps  Of  morning  dew. 
 
 Rippon's  ColieCtion. 
 
 fcyiun  XXV.      Long  Metre.       [#] 
 
 The  Cbrifliam  £ 
 
 AWAKE,  our  fouls  \  away,  oui  fears ; 
 .  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  : 
 Awake,  and  run  the  heav'rJ.y  race, 
 And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
 
20  Hymk  26. 
 
 2  True,  'tis  a  (traight  and  thorny  road, 
 And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint ; 
 
 It*  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
 
 Who  feeds  the  ftrength  of  every  faint. 
 
 3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  powerful  hand 
 Has  matchlefs  works  of  wonder  done  ; 
 And  fhall  endure,  whilft  endlefs  years 
 Their  everlaft'mg  circles  run. 
 
 4  From  him,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
 Our  fouls  fhall  drink  a  rich  fuppiy  ; 
 Whilft  thofe  who  truft  their  native  ftrength 
 Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 
 
 5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
 We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
 On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  will  fly, 
 
 Nor  tire  amidlt  the  heav'nly  road.     Watts. 
 
 Ji)t>mn  XXVI.     Long  Metre.       [*ori?] 
 
 Benefit  of  Ordinances. 
 
 AWAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
 Away  from  earth,  our  fouls  retreat  \ 
 We  leave  this  worthlefs  world  afar, 
 And  wait  and  worfhip  near  thy  feat. 
 
 2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
 We  bow  before  thee  and  adore  ; 
 We  view  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
 And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 
 
 3  Whilft  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 
 United  prayers  afcend  on  high  \ 
 
 And  faith  expedls  a  fure  return 
 Of  bleffings  in  variety. 
 
 4  If  Satan  rage,  and  fin  grow  ftrong, 
 Here  we  receive  fome  cheering  word  ; 
 We  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on, 
 
 To  light  the  battles  of  the  Lord, 
 
Hymn  27.  21 
 
 .  our  fpirit  faints  and  d: 
 And  confcience  fmarta  with  inward  flings ; 
 The  tSun  of  righteoomefe  (hall  rife, 
 
 g  beams  beneath  his  wings. 
 
 6* Hi  d  our  ravifVct  fouls  abide-, 
 
 Or  if  from  hence  we  mnft  dr  pr>rt, 
 Let  neither  life  nor  death  divide 
 Our  God  and  Saviour  from  cur  heart. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 iOvmn  XXVII.      Lmg  Metre.      [*] 
 
 rbe  Word  na±  1 
 
 BEFORE  the  heavens  were  fpread  abroad, 
 From  everlafting  was  the  Word  ; 
 With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
 And  by  th*  angelic  hoft  ador'd. 
 
 2  By  his  great  power  were  all  things  made  % 
 By  him  fupported,  all  things  ftand  j 
 
 He  is  the  whole  creation's  Head, 
 And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 
 
 3  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
 He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  iters  ! 
 Thy  generation  who  can  tell  ? 
 
 Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 
 
 4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thefe  heavenly  forms* 
 The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay  ; 
 That  he  mav  converfe  hold  with  worms, 
 Drcft  in  fuch  feeble  fleih  as  they. 
 
 5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
 Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ! 
 How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 
 When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  mene. 
 
 6  Arch -angels  leave  their  high  abode, 
 To  learn  new  myfreries  here,  and  tell 
 The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
 
 The  glories  of  Emmanuel.  Watts, 
 
-?. t  Htmn  28,  29. 
 
 ippmn   XXVIII.     Common  Metre.      [#J 
 
 lath  in  tb:  ProrniJ-  of  Salvation. 
 
 BEGIN,  my  tongue,  fome  heavenly  theme, 
 And  fpeak  fome  lofty  thing  ; 
 The  mighty  works,  or  mighty  name 
 Of  our  eternal  King. 
 
 2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulnefs, 
 
 Or  found  his  powt-.r  abroad  ; 
 Sing  the  bled  promife  of  his  grace, 
 And  the  performing  God. 
 
 3  Proclaim  falvation  from  the  Lord, 
 
 To  finful,  dying  men  •, 
 His  hand  has  writ  the  facred  word, 
 With  an  unerring  pen. 
 
 4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brafs, 
 
 The  gracious  promife  mines  ; 
 Nor  fhall  the  hand  of  time  erafe 
 Thofe  eyerlafting  lines. 
 
 5  Then  why  thefe  doubts  and  fad  complaints  ? 
 
 If  Chrift  and  we  are  one, 
 The  word  extends  to  all  the  faints, 
 Who  humbly  love  the  »Son. 
 
 6  By  faith  in  this  our  fouls  have  liv'd, 
 
 And  p^rt  of  heaven  pofTefs'd  •, 
 We'll  praife  him  then  for  grace  received, 
 And  truft  him  for  the  reft. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ij)£inn  XXIX.     Particular  Metre,     [*'] 
 
 The  Rfurrt&.'.n  and  Glory  of  Cbriji. 
 
 BEHOLD  !   the  bright  morning  appears, 
 And  Jefus  revives  from  the  grave  ! 
 His  rifing  removes  all  our  fears, 
 And  proves  him  Almighty  to  faye. 
 
Hymn  30.  23 
 
 How  ftrong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries  ! 
 
 The  worth  of  his  biood  how  divine  ! 
 How  perfect  his  great  facrifice, 
 
 Who  rofe  though  he  fufFer'd  for  fin  ! 
 
 The  man  who  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
 
 The  man  who  on  Calvary  died, 
 The  man  who  bore  fcourging  and  fcorn, 
 
 Whom  fmners  agreed  to  deride  ; 
 Now  blefied  forever  is  made, 
 
 And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain  ; 
 Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head  ; 
 
 This  is  the  true  Lamb  that  was  flam ! 
 
 Believing  we  {hare  in  his  joy, 
 
 By  faith  we  partake  of  his  reft  ; 
 With  him  we  can  cheerfully  die, 
 
 For  with  him  we  hope  to  be  bleft. 
 Tis  Jefus,  the  firft  and  the  laft, 
 
 Whofe  Spirit  {hall  guide  us  fafe  home  ; 
 We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  pail, 
 
 And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come  ! 
 
 Hary. 
 
 ippmn  XXX.      Common  Metre.     [J?] 
 
 Praife  to  the  I^amb  of  G  ■!. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
 Amidft  the  Father's  throne  ! 
 Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name  ! 
 
 And  longs  before  unknown. 
 Let  Elders  worihip  at  his  feet, 
 
 The  Church  adore  around  ; 
 With  vials  full  of  odours  fweet, 
 
 With  harps  of  tweeter  fou 
 Thofe  are  the'  ofFer'd  prayers  of  faints, 
 
 And  thefe  the  hymns  they  ruife  \ 
 Jefus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
 
 He  loves  to  hear  out  praife* 
 
^4  Hymn  31. 
 
 ,  __ — .         — 1 — — — « 
 
 4  Now,  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  Bain, 
 
 Be  endlcfs  bleflings  paid  ; 
 
 Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
 Forever  on  thy  head. 
 
 5  Thou  halt  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 
 
 Halt  let  the  prisoners  free  •, 
 Hall  made  us  kings  and  prielts  to  Cod, 
 And  we  (ball  reign  with  thee. 
 
 6  The  world-j  of  nature  and  of  grace 
 
 Are  put  beneath  thy  power  ; 
 Then  fhorten  thtfe  delaying  days, 
 
 And  bring  the  promis'd  hour.        Watts. 
 
 fppmn  XXXI,     Short  Metre.       ££] 
 
 "The  Nativity  of  CI  rj:. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  grace  annears  ! 
 The  promife  is  fulfillM  ! 
 Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
 And  Jefus  is  the  child  ! 
 
 2  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
 A  heav'nly  form  appears-; 
 
 Jrle  tells  the  ihepherds  of  their  joys, 
 And  baniihes  their  fears. 
 
 3  "  Go,  humble  fvvains,  feid  he, 
 "  To  Davids  city  fly  \ 
 
 "  The  promis'd  Infant  born  to  day 
 u  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 
 
 4  "  With  looks  and  hearts  fercne, 
 "  Go  vifit  Chrift  your  King." 
 
 And  (trait  a  flaming  choir  was  feen, 
 The  ihepherds  heard  them  ling. 
 
 5  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
 
 "  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ! 
 "  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joya 
 "  At  the  Redeemer's  birth  !" 
 
Hymn  32.  25 
 
 6  In  wcrfhip  fo  divine, 
 
 Let  faints  employ  their  tongues  j 
 With  the  celeftial  hofl  v/e  join, 
 And  loud  repeat  their  fongs. 
 
 7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
 
 u  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ! 
 u  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
 
 u  At  our  Redeemer's  birth."  Watts, 
 
 Ippmri  XXXII.       Common  Metre.       [!?] 
 
 TZ<r  Ignorance  of  ^lan. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  new  born  infant  griev'd. 
 With  hunger,  third  and  pain  ! 
 It  cries  to  have  its  wants  reliev'd, 
 But  knows  not  to  complain. 
 
 1  Such  childhood  yet  I  muft  confefiij 
 Tho'  long  in  years  mature  ; 
 Unknowing  whence  I  feel  diftrefs, 
 And  where  to  feck  its  cure. 
 
 3  Author  of  good  !   to  thee  I  turn  ; 
 
 Thy  ever  watchful  eye 
 Alone,  can  all  my  wants  difcern, 
 Thy  hand  alone  fupply. 
 
 4  O  let  thy  fear  within  me  dwell, 
 
 Thy  love  my  foot  Peeps  guide  ; 
 Thit  love  (hall  vainer  loves  expel, 
 That  fear,  all  fears  befide. 
 
 5  And  fince,  by  error's  force  fubdu'd, 
 
 My  oft  mifguided  will 
 Prepoft'rous  Ihuns  the  latent  good, 
 And  grafps  the  fpecious  ill  *, 
 
 6  Net  to  my  wifh,  but  to  my  want, 
 
 Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
 Unafk'd,  what  good  thou  knoweft,  grant, 
 What  ill,  tho'  afk'd,  deny, 
 
 t  Merrick 
 
s6  Hymn  33,  34. 
 
 ippiim  XXX11I.     Long  Metre. 
 
 A  grove  and  detent   D<6or /msnt. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  ions  and  heirs  of  God, 
 So  dearly  bought  with  Jeftis'  blood! 
 Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys  ? 
 And  (hall  they  Hoop  .to  earthly  toys  ? 
 Z   Can  laughter  feed  th*  immortal  mind  ? 
 Were  fpirits  of  celt  (Hal  kind 
 Made  for  a  jeft,  for  (port,  for  play, 
 To  wear  out  time  and  wafte  the  day  ? 
 
 3  Doth  vain  difcourfc  or  empty  mirth 
 Well  fuit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
 Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
 
 Which  children  love,  which  fools  admire  ? 
 
 4  What  if  we  wear  the  rich  eft  veft  ? 
 Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drcft  ; 
 This  fleflij  with  all  its  gaudy  form?, 
 Mud  drop  to  duft  and  feed  the  worms. 
 
 5  Lord,  raife  our  hearts  and  pa  (lions  higher, 
 Touch  our  vain  fouls  with  fa c red  (ire  *, 
 Then,  with  a  heaven-direcied  eye, 
 We'll  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by. 
 
 6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below, 
 With  fuch  difdain  as  angels  do  ; 
 And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rife 
 
 To  manlions  promisM  in  the  Ikies.      Watts. 
 
 Jj)gmn  XXXIV.    Common  Metre.   [*<»&] 
 
 TZ»5  repenting  Prodigak 
 
 lEHOLD  the  wretch  whole  lull  and  wine 
 Had  wafted  his  eftate  ! 
 He  begs  a  lhare  among  the  fwine, 
 To  tafte  the  hulks  they  eat. 
 Z  "I  die  with  hunger  here,  he  cry'd, 
 " 1  itarve  in  foreign  lands  i 
 I 
 
Hymn  35.  27 
 
 "  My  Father's  houfe  has  large  fupplies, 
 
 "  And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 
 
 3  "  I'll  go,  and,  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
 
 u  Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
 u  Father,  I've  done  thy  juitice  wfortg, 
 fC  Nor  can  deferve  thy  grace." 
 
 4  He  faid,  and  haften'd  to  his  home. 
 
 To  feek  his  Father's  love  ; 
 The  Father  faw  the  rebel  come, 
 And  all  his  bowels  move. 
 
 5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 
 
 Erwbrac'd  and  kifs'd  his  fon  ; 
 The  rebel's  heart  with  forrow  brake, 
 For  follies  he  had  done. 
 
 6  w  Take  off  his  clothes  of  fhame  and  fin,0 
 
 The  Father  gives  command  ; 
 *•  Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
 "  With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
 
 7  "  A  day  of  feafting  I  ordain, 
 
 "  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  $ 
 w  My  fon  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
 "  Was  loft,  but  now  is  found." 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 JDgmn  XXXV.     Short  Metre.       [X] 
 
 AJt,p:ion. 
 
 BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
 The  Father  hath  beftow'd 
 On  Tinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
 To  call  them  fons  of  God  ! 
 
 2  'TIS  no  furprifing  thing, 
 That  we  (hould  be  unknown  ; 
 
 The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  King, 
 God's  everlafting  Son. 
 
 3  Ncr  doth  it  yet  appear 
 
 How  great  we  {hall  be  made  v 
 
&8  Hymn  36. 
 
 But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
 We  (hall  be  like  our  Head. 
 
 4  A  hope  fo  much  divine 
 May  trials  well  endure  ; 
 
 May  cleanfe  our  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fts, 
 As  Chriit  the  Lord  is  pure. 
 
 5  If  in  our  Father's  love 
 We  mare  a  filial  part, 
 
 Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
 To  reft  upon  our  heart. 
 
 6  We  would  no  longer  lie 
 Like  flaves  beneatii  the  throne  ! 
 
 Our  faith  (hall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
 And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Splint  XXXVI.    Long  Metre.     [*<*&] 
 
 The  better  Part. 
 
 \  ESET  with  fnares,  and  fill'd  with  dread, 
 In  life's  uncertain  path  we  tread  \ 
 Saviour  divine,  dirTufe  thy  light, 
 To  guide  our  doubtful  footfleps  right. 
 
 2  Engage  our  roving  treach'rous  heart, 
 To  choofe  the  wife,  the  better  part } 
 To  fcorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
 
 For  joys  that  never  fade  away. 
 
 3  Then  let  the  fierceft  ftcrms  arife, 
 Let  tempefls  mingle  earth  and  fkies; 
 No  fatal  (hipwreck  mall  we  fear, 
 But  all  our  treafure  with  us  bear. 
 
 4  If  then  our  Saviour  ftill  be  nigh, 
 Cheerful  we  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
 Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
 To  find  a  thoufand  world*  in  thee. 
 
Hymn  37.  29 
 
 ^)gmn  XXX VII.      Long  Metre.     [ I ] 
 
 Tie  BeatUudcs. 
 
 BLEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
 Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
 Treafures  of  grace  to  them  ere  given, 
 And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 
 Bled  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
 Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart  *, 
 The  blood  of  Chrid  divinely  flows, 
 A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
 I  Bled  are  the  meek,  who  (land  afar 
 From  rage  and  paffion,  noife  and  war  ;  . 
 God  will  fecure  their  happy  (late, 
 And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 
 Bleil  are  the  fouls  that  third  for  grace, 
 
 ger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
 They  fh  ill  be  well  fupplied  and  fed, 
 With  living  dreams  and  living  bread. 
 Bled  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move, 
 And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
 From  Chrilt  the  Lord  they  (hall  obtain 
 Like  fympathy  and  love  again. 
 Bled  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  eh 
 From  the  defiling  power 
 With  endlefs  ; 
 A  God  of  fpotlefs  pari  /. 
 Bled  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
 Who  quench  the  c<  lg  Qrife  j 
 
 They  (hall  be  calTd  the  luirs  of  bl 
 The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
 
 Bled  are  the  fufferers,  who  partake 
 Of  pain  and  Biame  for  Jefus!  fake  ; 
 Their  fouls  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
 Giory  and  joy  are  their  reward, 
 
 C  2  rxi. 
 
30  Hymn  38,  39. 
 
 Jpgmrt  XXXVIII.    Common  Metre.    [jQ 
 
 Tbt  Hope  of  the  Refvrrctlion. 
 
 BLEST  be  the  evcrlafting  God, 
 The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
 Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
 His  majefty  ador'd. 
 
 2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
 
 And  call'd  him  to  the  fcy, 
 
 He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 
 
 That  they  mould  never  die. 
 
 3  What,  though  his  uncontroll'd  decree 
 
 Command  our  flefh  to  dull  ? 
 Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
 So  all  his  followers  muli. 
 
 4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
 
 Refer  v'd  again (I  that  day  *, 
 *Tis  uncorrupt^d,  undehTd, 
 And  cannot  fade  away. 
 
 5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 
 
 Till  the  falvation  come  ; 
 We  walk  by  faith  as  ftrangers  here, 
 
 Till  Chrift  (hall  call  us  home.  Watts. 
 
 !p;vmn  XXXIX.     Common  Metre.      \%\ 
 
 Benevolence  rewarded. 
 
 TJ  LEST  is  the  man  whofe  tender  heart 
 J*^)     Feels  all  another's  pain  •, 
 To  whom  the  fupplicating  eye 
 Was  never  rais'd  in  vain. 
 
 2  Whofe  bread  expands  with  geirrous  warmth, 
 A  ftranger'o  wee  to  feel ; 
 And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
 He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 
 
 2  He  fpreads  his  kind  fupporting  arms 
 To  every  child  of  jrtef . 
 
Hymn  40.  31 
 
 His  fecret  bounty  largely  flows, 
 And  brings  unafk'd  relief. 
 
 4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 
 
 His  feet  are  never  flow  ; 
 He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
 A  brother  in  his  foe. 
 
 5  Peace,  from  the  bofom  of  his  God, 
 
 Peace  111  all  to  him  be  given  ; 
 His  foul  (hall  reft  fecure  on  earth, 
 And  find  its  native  heaven. 
 
 6  To  him  protection  (hall  be  mown  ; 
 
 And  mercy,  from  above, 
 Defcend  on  thofe,  who  thus  fulfil 
 The  perfect  law  of  love. 
 
 Mrs.  &ARBAULS. 
 
 l!)pmn  XL.     Particular  Metre.     [#1 
 
 The  G-fpel  Jubile:. 
 
 BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
 The  gladly  folemn  found  f 
 Let  all  the  nations  know, 
 To  earth's  remote  ft  btJUrid, 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfem'd  finners,  home. 
 
 2  Exalt  the  Son  of  God  ! 
 The  fin-atoning  Lamb ; 
 Redemption,  by  his  blood, 
 Through  every  land  proclaim. 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 3  Ye  who  have  fold  for  nought 
 The  heritage  above, 
 
 Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
 
 The  gift  of  Jefus'  love. 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  fimiers>  home. 
 
o 
 
 2  Hymn  41. 
 
 Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell, 
 
 Your  liberty  receive, 
 
 And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell, 
 
 And  blelt  in  Jefus  live. 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 The  gofpel  trumpet  hear, 
 
 The  news  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
 
 Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near, 
 
 Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ! 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 Jefus,  our  great  High  Prieft^ 
 
 Has  full  atonement  made  $ 
 
 Ye  weary  fpirits,  reft, 
 
 Ye  mournful  fouls,  be  glad. 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 RiPPON'b  Collection. 
 
 Ipgmn  XLl.     Long  Metre.      t»orW 
 
 The  incomfrcbenjtble   GOD. 
 
 CAN  creatures  to  perfection  find 
 The  eternal  uncreated  Mind  ? 
 Or  can  the  large  it  liretch  of  thought 
 Meafure  .^nd  fearch  his  nature  cut  ? 
 Tis  high  as  heaven,  'lis  deep  as  hell, 
 And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
 His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
 And  all  the  (Tuning  wor  cs  on  high- 
 God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
 Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
 If  he  refolve,  who  dare  oppWe  ( 
 Or  afk  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 
 He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon; 
 The  fainting  fun  grows  aim  at  noon  \ 
 
Hymn  42.  33 
 
 rl  lie  pillars  of  heav'n's  (tarry  roof 
 Tremble  and  dart  at  his  reproof. 
 
 5  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form* 
 The  crooked  ferpent  and  the  worm  •, 
 He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
 And  fmites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death.  J? 
 
 6  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ! 
 
 But  who  (hall  dure  dgfcribe  his  face  ?'"' 
 Who  can  endure  his  light,  cr  itand, 
 To  hear  the  thundeis  of  his  hand  ? 
 
 Watt  1* 
 
 jpjHim  XL1I.     Common  Metre.     [*orj>] 
 
 Go  J  incomer  thenfible. 
 
 CELESTIAL  King,  our  fpirits  lie 
 Trembling  beneath  thy  feet ; 
 And  wifh,  and  caft  a  longing  eye. 
 To  reach  thy  lofty  feat. 
 
 2  In  thee,  what  endlefs  wonders  meet  Y 
 
 What  various  glories  fhi:;e  ! 
 The  dazzling  rays  too  fiercely  beat 
 Upon  our  fainting  mind. 
 
 3  Angels  are  loft  in  glad  furprize, 
 
 If  thou  unveil  thy  grace  ; 
 And  humble  awe  runs  through  the  flues* 
 When  wrath  arrays  thy  face. 
 
 4  Created  powers,  how  weak  they  be  ! 
 
 How  fliort  our  praifes  fall  ! 
 So  much  akin  to  nothing,  we, 
 And  thou,  tr/  eternal  All. 
 
 5  Lord,  here  we  bend  cur  humble  fouls* 
 
 And  awfully  adore  ; 
 For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds 
 Can  ftretch  a  thought  no  more. 
 
 Smart. 
 
34  Hymn  43,  44. 
 
 fppmn  XLlIf.     1  ire.    [fcorb] 
 
 'The  Prefrnee  of  God  trcrLjyiT,?  us  in  the  World. 
 
 CiOME,  bleffed  Lord,  defend  and  dwell 
 j    By  faith  and  love  within  our  bread  *, 
 ..^■Ehen  fhall  we  know,  and  tafte  and  feel 
 -idh  joys  as  cannot  be  exprefs*d. 
 
 1  Cc&e,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  ftrengtii* 
 ^^Hce  our  enlarged  fouls  pofilfs, 
 And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth  and  length 
 Of  thy  unmeafurable  grace. 
 
 3  Could  we  but  pierce  the  veil,  and  fee 
 The  glories  of  th'  eternal  (kips  ; 
 
 What  little  things  thefe  worlds  would  be  ; 
 How  defpicable  in  our  eyes  ! 
 
 4  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King  ! 
 Could  we  but  view  thy  glorious  face, 
 Then  all  our  powers  mould  join  to  ling 
 Thy  boundlefs  wifdom  and  thy  grace. 
 
 5  Now  to  the  God,  whofe  power  in  heaven 
 And  earth  has  works  of  wonder  done, 
 
 Be  everlafting  honours  given, 
 
 By  all  the  church,  thro'  Chrift  his  Son. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 P\m\n  XLIV.      Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Pri-itfe  to  Gctd  an  J  the  Lnrnb. 
 
 COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs, 
 With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
 Ten  thoufand  thouiands  are  their  tongues, 
 Bm  all  their  joys  a^re  one. 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 
 
 "  To  be  exalted  thus  -, 
 €t  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
 
 "  For  he  was  flain  for  us/' 
 
Hym:;  45. 35 
 
 3  Jcfus  is  worthy  to  re: 
 
 Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
 And  bleffings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
 Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 
 
 4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  iky, 
 
 And  air,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
 Ccnfpire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
 And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praiie. 
 
 5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
 
 To  biefs  the  iacred  name 
 Of  him  who  Gts  upon  the  throne, 
 
 And  to  adore  the  Lamb.  Watts 
 
 til  XLY.      CommoJi  Metre.     [ 
 
 The    J:ys   of  He* 
 
 CO?.lE,Lord,and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
 Infpirc  each  Kfelefs  tongue  •, 
 id  let  the  joys  of  heaven  imp 
 Their  influence  to  oui  I  1 
 
 2  Sorrow  and  pain  and  every  care, 
 
 And  difcord  I  II  ceafe; 
 
 And  perfect  joy  and  love  fincere 
 Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 
 
 3  The  foul,  from  (in  forever  free, 
 
 Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
 
 But,  cioth'd  hi  fpotiefs  purity, 
 Redeeming  love  ad 
 
 4  There,  on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bru;: 
 
 Th'  e: 
 /And  beams  inefj  _hc 
 
 On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 
 
 5  There  fhalLJpe  followers  of  the  Lamb 
 
 Join  in  immortal  longs  ; 
 
 -  honours  to  his  name 
 :  tuneful  tongues. 
 
3 6  Hymn  46,  47. 
 
 6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praife  and  love, 
 Our  feeble  notes  infpire, 
 Till,  in  thy  blifsful  courts  above, 
 Wc  join  the  angelic  choir. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Jj)gmn  XL VI.     Long  Metre.     [*ort>] 
 
 Weary   Scu!s   invited    to  rejl. 
 
 COME,  weary  fouls,  with  fin  diftrefs'd, 
 Come,  and  accept  the  promised  reft  \ 
 The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
 And  call  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
 
 2  Opprefs'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
 
 O  come  and  fpread  your  woes  to  God  ; 
 Divine  companion,  mighty  love, 
 With  all  the  painful  load  remove. 
 
 3  Here  mercy's  boundlefs  ocean  fl 
 
 To  cleanfe  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
 Pardon  and  life  and  endlefs  peace, 
 How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  ! 
 
 4  Lordj  we  accept  with  thankful  hear:, 
 The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart  \ 
 We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
 And  blefs  the  kind  inviting  voice. 
 
 5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
 Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
 May  that  fweet  influence  in  our  bread 
 Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  red. 
 
 Mrs.  Stem  t. 
 
 ^)umn  XLVII.       Short  Metre.       [ 
 
 Heavenly  j^T  ox  EarmKS 
 
 COME,  we  that  "love  the  Lord, 
 And  let  our  joys  be  ki>own  \ 
 Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 
 And  thus  furround  the  throne. 
 
Hymn  4S.  37 
 
 , _ — ; *— • 
 
 2  Let  thofe  refufe  to  fing, 
 Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
 
 But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
 May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 
 
 3  This  heavenly  King  is  our's, 
 Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 
 
 He  will  fend  down  his  heavenly  powex$, 
 To  raife  our  fouls  above. 
 
 4  There  we  (hall  fee  his  face, 
 And  never,  never  fin  ; 
 
 There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
 Drin!:  endieis  pleafures  in. 
 
 5  Yes,  and  before  we  rife 
 To  that  immortal  ttate, 
 
 The  thouih:  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 
 Should  conftant  joys  create. 
 
 6  Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 
 And  every  tear  be  dry  ! 
 
 We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground, 
 To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Ij)|>m0  XLVIII.     Common  Metre.      [*.] 
 
 I  King  of  Siinff. 
 
 COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
 And  joy  to  make  it  known  *, 
 The  S01  ur  heart  proclaim, 
 
 And  bow  before  his  thi 
 
 Behold  yoiujjfog*  ,  crown'd 
 
 With  glories  ■  divine  \ 
 And  tell  4*e^^AL'r  und, 
 
 How  bngo^Pne  glories  fhine. 
 
 Infinite  power  and  boundlefs  love 
 in  aim  unite  their  ravs , 
 
38  Hymn  49. 
 
 You  that  his  heavenly  influence  prove, 
 Can  you  forbear  his  praife  ? 
 
 4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  vie\fc 
 
 The  glories  of  our  King, 
 We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
 And  wi(h  like  them  to  iing. 
 
 5  And  (hall  we  long  and  wifli  in  vain  ? 
 
 Lord,  teach  our  fongs  to  rife  > 
 Thy  love  can  animate  the  ftrain, 
 And  bid  it  reach  the  fkies. 
 
 6  O  happy  period  !   glorious  day  ! 
 
 When  heaven  and  earth  fhall  raife, 
 With  all  their  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
 To  celebrate  thy  praife.  Mm.  Steele. 
 
 ipgmn  XLIX.     Common  Metre.     [«] 
 
 Tie  taffy  End  of  the  Citijl'un  Ccurfe, 
 
 DEATH  may  diiTolve  my  body  now, 
 And  bear  my  fpirit  home  \ 
 Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  ilow, 
 
 Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 
 With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 
 
 The  battles  of  the  Lord  *, 
 FiniuYd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith, 
 And  wait  the  fare  reward, 
 
 God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 
 
 A  crown  which  cannot  fade  *, 
 The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
 
 Shall  place  it:  on  my  head. 
 Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace 
 
 This  prize  for  me  alone 
 But  all  who  hope  and  lor 
 
 Th'  appearance  of  his  i 
 
 Jefus,  the  Lord,  fhall  guard  me  fafe 
 From  every  ill  deSgn  \ 
 
 head. 
 
 race  decreed 
 ;:-ie  •, 
 
 3  bon. 
 
Hymn  $©•  39 
 
 Ami  to  h's  heavenly  kingdom  keep 
 This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 
 
 6  God  is  my  everlafting  aid, 
 
 My  portion  and  my  friend  ; 
 To  him  be  higheft  glory  paid, 
 Through  ages  without  end. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 fppmil  L.       Lmg  Metre.  [<;] 
 
 Htfuia*  ef  tie  S  ul. 
 
 DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has  made ; 
 Where  (hall  the  (inner  find  a  cure  ? 
 In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 
 The  work  exceeds  her  utmeft  power. 
 
 2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
 With  fatal  ftrength  in  every  part ; 
 The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
 And  fpreads  its  poifon  to  the  heart. 
 
 3  But  can  no  fovereign  balm  be  found  ? 
 And  is  no  kind  phyhcian  nigh, 
 
 To  eafe  the  pain,  and  heal  .the  wound, 
 Ere  life  anrf-hope  forever  fly  ? 
 
 4  Yes,  there's  a  great  Phyhcian  near  ; 
 Look  up,  my  fainting  foul,  and  live  ! 
 See,  in  his  heav'nly  fmiles  appear 
 Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 
 
 5  See,  in  die  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
 Life,  health  and  blifs  abundant  flow  ! 
 ' Tis  only  dgtekar  facred  flood 
 
 Can  eafoB       Hj^  and  heal  thy  woe. 
 
 6  Sin  thro^B  B  its  pointed  dart, 
 For  here  a^  IWign  cure  is  found  •, 
 A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 
 
 A  balm  for  every  painful  wound. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel*. 
 
40  Hymn  51,  52. 
 
 mUl  LL     Long  Metre.        [*orb] 
 
 The  Sight  cf  CJ.njl  in  Heaven. 
 
 DESCEND,  ye  hells  of  angclfi  bright, 
 And  bear  us  on  your  guardian  wings, 
 Through  regions  of  celeftial  light, 
 Above  x\\z  reach  of  earthly  thing* 
 
 2  Beyond  this  curtain  of  die  ficy. 
 Up  where  eternal  ages  roll  ! 
 Where  folic!  pleafures  never  die, 
 And  fruits  immortal  feaft  the  foul. 
 
 3  O  for  a  beatific  fi^ht 
 
 Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ! 
 
 There  fits  our  Saviour,  crown M  with  lighf^ 
 
 ClothM  with  a  body  like  our  own. 
 
 4  Adoring  faints  around  him  ftand, 
 And  heav'nly  powers  before  him  fall ; 
 The  God  mines  gracious  through  the  man* 
 And  fheds  bright  glories  on  them  all. 
 
 5  What  joys  unfpeakable  they  feel  •, 
 Whilft  to  their  golden  harps  they  fing  ; 
 And  echo,  from  each  heav'nly  hill, 
 The  glorious  triumphs  of  their  King. 
 
 6  O  may  the  happy  day  draw  nigh, 
 When  we  (hall  rife  to  realms  above, 
 To  join  the  mufic  of  the  fky, 
 
 And  celebrate  redeeming  love. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 Ipgmn  LII.       Common  M   |b       [*orf3 
 
 A f  dent  Love  to  m 
 
 DO  not  I  love  thee,  <M        mtd  ? 
 Behold  my  heart,T^      P  | 
 And  turn  each  worthlefs  idol  out, 
 That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
 
Hymn  53.  41 
 
 2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  dill 
 
 To  my  enraptur'd  ear  ? 
 Doth  not  my  pulfc  with  pleafure  beat, 
 My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
 
 3  Haft  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 
 
 I  would  difdain  to  feed  ? 
 Haft  thou  a  foe,  before  whofe  face 
 I  fear  thy  caufe  to  plead  ? 
 
 4  Would  not  my  ardent  fpirit  vie 
 
 With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
 To  execute  thy  facred  will, 
 Anil  make  thy  glory  known  ? 
 
 5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  out  its  blood, 
 
 In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
 And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
 To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 
 
 6  Thou  know'ft  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ; 
 
 But  how  I  long  to  foar 
 Above  the  fphere  of  mortal  joys, 
 
 And  learn  to  love  thee  more  !      Dcddridts- 
 
 fpJMtttl  LIII.      Long  Metre.      [&ory] 
 
 ,7    i   Obligations, 
 
 ^OST  thou  my  worthleis  name  record, 
 Free  of  thy  holy  city,  Lord  ? 
 Am  I  a  firmer,  call'd  to  (hare 
 
 The  precious  privileges  there  ? 
 Art  thou  my  King,  my  Father  ftyFd  ? 
 And  I  thy  fervant  and  thy  child  i 
 &f  the  human  race 
 Lthy  Zion's  grace  ? 
 llions  draw  their  breath 
 ranee  and  death  ! 
 fhare  of  time 
 Within  thy  gofpel's  favour' d  clime. 
 
42  Hymn  54. 
 
 — , — — — .  ? — - 
 
 4  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ? 
 Shall  I  my  great  vocation  (tain  ? 
 Away,  ye  works  in  darkncfs  wrought  ! 
 Away,  each  fenfual,  wanton  thought ! 
 
 5  My  foul,  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
 
 In  thinking  right  and  acting  well  ; 
 Deep  let  thy  iearching  powers  engage, 
 Unbiased  in  the  facred  page. 
 
 6  Heighten  the  force  of  good  defire  ; 
 To  deeds  of  fhining  worth  afpirc  ; 
 More  firm  in  fortitude,  defpife 
 The  world's  feducing  vanities. 
 
 7  Strong  and  mere  ftrong,  thy  pafiions  rule. 
 Advancing  (till  in  virtue's  fchool  ; 
 Contending  {till,  with  noble  ftrife, 
 
 To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life.  Scott. 
 
 IDgmn  LIV.      Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 The  only  liming  and  true  God. 
 
 (Pfalm  864) 
 
 ETERNAL  God,  almighty  Caufe 
 Of  earth  and  fea  and  worlds  unknown  ; 
 Ail  things  are  fubjecl;  to  thy  laws, 
 All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 
 
 2  Thy  glorious  being  fingly  (lands, 
 Of  all  within  itfcltpofleft  ; 
 Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
 Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art^ 
 
 3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves 
 To  thee  atone  our  homap 
 All  other  gods  wc  difavov 
 Deny  their  claims,  renouncelf^ff'fway. 
 
 4  I*i  thee,  O  Lord,  our  hope  fhall  reft, 
 Fountain  of  pcacs  and  joy  and  love  ! 
 
 thy  command 
 
 :  art  bleit. 
 
 unce  their  fw 
 
w Hymn  $$- 43 
 
 Thy  favour  only  makes  us  bieft  ; 
 Without  thee,  all  would  nothing  prove, 
 C  Worfhip  to  thee  alone  belongs, 
 Worfhip  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 
 Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  fongs, 
 And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 
 6  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen  lands, 
 Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 
 fcJubciue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
 And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
 
 Brown. 
 
 Jpgmn  LV.       Common  Metre.       [|tf 
 
 Tee   Cofifcldtions  of  A^e, 
 
 ETERNAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high  I 
 Whom  angel  holts  adore ; 
 Who  yet  to  fuppliant  dull  art  nigh, 
 Thy  prefence  I  implore. 
 
 2  O  guide  me  down  the  fteep  of  age, 
 
 And  keep  my  pafiions  cool ; 
 Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 
 And  praefcife  every  rule. 
 
 3  My  flying  years,  time  urges  on, 
 
 My  ftrength  mud  foon  decay  ; 
 My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone, 
 Can  I  expect  to  (lay  ? 
 
 4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
 
 Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
 Can  med'eines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
 Or  cordials  (hield  my  heart  i 
 
 5  But  thou  canft  cheer  my  mortal  hour 
 
 On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
 
 Support  me  by  Almighty  power 
 
 While  dull  to  dull  defcends. 
 
44 Hymn  56,  5^ 
 
 6  Then  let  my  foul,  O  gracious  God, 
 
 Afcend  to  realms  of  day  *, 
 Afldj  in  that  facred  blclt  abode, 
 Its  endlefs  anthems  pay. 
 
 7  Throughout  the  heaven's  remote  ft  bound 
 
 Thy  mat  chiefs  iove  proclaim  *, 
 And  join  the  choir  of  faints  that  found 
 Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 B.  Williams's  Collection. 
 
 ipgmn  LVl.      Long  Metre.      [#] 
 
 /*#  r/d?/  «rf  Jig    Gc oJnefs. 
 
 ETERNAL  God,  I  blefs  thy  name, 
 The  fame  thy  pow'r,  thy  grace  the  fame  ; 
 The  tokens  of  thy  friendly  care 
 Open  and  elofe  and  crown  the  year. 
 
 2  Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand, 
 Amidil  ten  tfioufand  deaths  I  Eland  ; 
 And  fee,  v.' hen  I  furvey  thy  ways. 
 Ten  thdufand  monuments  of  praife. 
 
 3  Thus  far  thy  arm  has  Jed  me  en, 
 Thus  far  I  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
 And  whim:  I  tread  this  defert  land, 
 New  mercies  fhall  new  fongs  demand. 
 
 4  My  grateful  voice  o:\  Jordan's  fhore 
 Shall  raiie  one  facred  pillar  more  \ 
 Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
 Infcriptions  of  immortal  love. 
 
 DODDTUDGF. 
 
 fopmn  LVII.      Comn^fUetreT    [*] 
 
 J.y    and    : 
 
 If  TERNAL  Love  !  hovPWge  the  fum 
 _j   Of  hJeliings  from  thy  hand  ! 
 To  banifh  forrow  and  be  blefl 
 Is  thy  fupreme  command* 
 
Hymn  $S.  45 
 
 2  Joy  is  our  duty*  glory,  health* 
 The  fun  mine  of  the  foul  ; 
 The  beft  return  that  \vc  c:m  make 
 To  hifii  who  plans  the  whole         Yews* 
 
 .3  Whatever,  Lord,  of  earthly  blifs 
 Thy  fovereign  will  denies, 
 Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 Let  this  petition  rife  : 
 
 4  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
 
 From  every  murmur  free  ; 
 The  bieflings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
 And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
 
 5  Let  the  bleft  hope  that  thou  art  min* 
 
 My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
 Thy  prefence  through  my  journey  mine, 
 And  crown  my  journey's  end. 
 
 Rirrox's  Collection. 
 
 nftft  LVIII.      Long  Metre.      [&j 
 
 God  exalted  abort  oil  Praife. 
 
 ETERNAL  Power,  whofe  high  abode 
 Becomes  the  grandeur  of  the  God, 
 Extending  far  beyond  the  bounds 
 Where  ftars  revolve  inferior  rounds* 
 
 t  The  loweft  ftep  beneath  thy  feat 
 Rifes  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet  5 
 In  vain  the  tall  arch-angel  tries 
 To  reach  its  height,  with  wond'ring  eyes. 
 
 3  Thy  dazzling  glory  while  he  finjs, 
 He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings, 
 
 And  ranks  of  thrones  and  powers  around, 
 Fall  proftrate  on  the  heav'niy  ground. 
 
 4  Lord,  what  mall  earth  and  aihes  do  I 
 We  would  adore  cur  Maker  too  \ 
 
46  Hymn  69. 
 
 From  loweit  dult  to  thee  we  cry, 
 The  great,  the  holy,- and  the  high. 
 
 5  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
 And  men  have  learn'd  to  lifp  thy  name  \ 
 But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 
 
 Leave  all  our  foaring  thoughts  behind. 
 
 6  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  ; 
 
 Be  fhort  our  hymns,  our  words  be  few ; 
 A  facred  reverence  checks  cur  longs, 
 And  praife  is  filent  on  our  tongues. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fygmn  LIX.     Long  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Divine    Ouodntfs. 
 
 ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
 1    Well  may  thy  praife  our  lips  employ  ; 
 Wh'dft  irt  thy  temple  we  appear, 
 Thy  goodnrfs  crowns  the  circling  year. 
 
 2  Wide  as  the  earth  and  planets  roll, 
 
 Thy  hand  fupports  and  cheers  the  whole  ; 
 By  thee,  the  fun  is  taught  to  rife, 
 f»nd  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  ikies. 
 
 3  The  flowery  fpring,  at  thy  command, 
 Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
 'lhe  fummer  rays  with  vigour  mine, 
 To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 
 
 4  Seafons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
 Demand  fucceffive  hymns  of  praife  ; 
 Still  be  tV  cheerful  homage  paid, 
 With  morning  light  and  evening  (hade. 
 
 5  O,  may  our  more  harmonious  tongi 
 In  worlds  unknown,  purfue  the  for 
 And  in  thofe  brighter  courts  adore, 
 Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 
 
 Liverpool  CalK' 
 
Hymn  60,  6i.  47 
 
 JJJgtlW  LX.       £e«£  Mtf/r.        L*] 
 
 T£*  Influences  of  the  Divine  Sf '  irit. 
 
 ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confefs, 
 i    And  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ! 
 Thy  power  conveys  the  bleiTings  down 
 From  God  the  Father  and  his  Ssn. 
 
 2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
 Our  mades  and  darknefs  turn  to  day  ; 
 Thy  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
 Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 
 
 3  Thy  gentle  influence  works  within, 
 And  breaks  the  chains  of  reigning  Cn  ; 
 Doth  our  imperious  lulls  fubdue, 
 And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
 
 4  The  troubled  confeience  knows  thy  roietj 
 It  makes  the  broken  heart  rejoice  •, 
 Thy  words  allay  the  ftormy  wind, 
 And  calm  the  furges  of  the  mind. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 §m\\\  LXI.     Common  Mare.      [#] 
 
 Creating    WifJom* 
 
 ETERNAL  Wifdom  !  thee  we  praife, 
 Thee,  all  thy  creatures  fing  ; 
 With  thy  great  name,  rocks,  hills  and  feas 
 
 And  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
 
 2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  fpread  the  (ky  ! 
 
 How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
 Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
 And  ftarr'd  with  fparkling  gold. 
 
 3  There  doft  thou  make  the  globes  of  light 
 
 Their  endlefs  circles  run  ; 
 There,  the  pale  planets  rul«  the  night, 
 And  day  obeys  the  fun. 
 
48  Hymn  62. 
 
 4  The  roaring  winds  Hand  ready  there, 
 
 Thy  orders  to  obey  : 
 With  fpreading  wings  they  fweep  th~  air, 
 To  make  thy  chariot  way. 
 
 5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 
 
 Obferve  thy  ftrong  command  •, 
 Thy  breath  can  raife  the  billows  fteep, 
 Or  link  them  to  the  rand. 
 
 6  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
 
 And  itrike  our  feeble  fight, 
 Through  ikies  and  feas  and  folid  ground, 
 With  terror  and  delight. 
 
 7  Infinite  flrength  and  equal  {kill 
 
 Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  •, 
 Our  fouls  with  vaft  amazement  fill, 
 And  fpeak  the  builder,  God. 
 
 Watij. 
 
 $gmn  LXII.       Long  Metre.       [%\ 
 
 Cbrij}  malted  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour. 
 
 EXALTED  Prince  of  life,  we  own 
 The  royal  honours  of  thy  throne  •, 
 'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
 And  feraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 
 
 2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confefs 
 
 rEhe  foveieign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  *, 
 Where  beams  o{  gentle  radiance  fliiiK  » 
 And  temper  majcily  divine. 
 
 3  Wide  thy  refifllefs  fceptre  fway, 
 Till  all  thy  enemies  obey  ; 
 
 Wide  may  thy  crofs  its  virtue  prove, 
 And  conquer  millions  by  thy  k  • 
 
 4  Migtity  to  vanquifh  and  forgive  ! 
 Thine  Ifrad  fhall  repent  and  live  , 
 
Hymn  63,  64.  49 
 
 And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
 Which  gives  them  life,  who  wrought  thy  death. 
 
 DOCDKIDGE. 
 
 J0»mn  LX1II.     Common  Metre.    [*or|?J 
 
 IVilking  by   Faith. 
 
 FAITH  is  the  brighteft  evidence 
 Of  things  beyond  our  fight ; 
 It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  fenie, 
 And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 
 
 2  It  fets  time  paft  in  prefent  view, 
 
 Brings  diitant  profpe&s  home  ; 
 Of  things  a  thoufand  years  ago, 
 Or  thoufand  years  to  come. 
 
 3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 
 
 By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
 We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  mail  fade, 
 And  be  again  reftor'd. 
 
 4  Abrah'm  obey'd  the  Lord's  command, 
 
 From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
 By  faith  he  fought  a  promis'd  land* 
 But  found  his  reft  in  heaven. 
 
 5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  dray, 
 
 The  promife  in  our  eye  ; 
 By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way, 
 '  That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 
 
 Altered  from  Watts. 
 
 jjjgmn  LXIV.     Long  Metre.       [«or|>;j 
 
 Preparation  for   religious  Worjhlp. 
 
 FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gcr.e, 
 Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
 From  flefh  and  fenfe  I  would  be  free, 
 And  hold  communion,  Lord,  with  the*. 
 £ 
 
50  Hymn  6 
 
 2  My  heart  grows  ith  holy  fire, 
 And  kindles  with  a  pure  dt 
 
 To  fee  thy  grace-,  to  taile  thy  love, 
 I  thine  influence  from  above. 
 
 3  When  I  can  fay  that  God  is  mine, 
 
 I  can  fee  thy  glories  ftvin 
 1  tread  the  w  Leath  my  fe 
 
 And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 
 
 4  Send  comi>  from  thy  ri^ht  hand, 
 To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land  ! 
 
 And  in  tl  \  ten  pfc  let  me  know 
 The  joys  that  from  thy  prefence  flow 
 
 Altered  from  Wai  i  *. 
 
 g)gnin  LXV*      Common  Met   .      [#J 
 
 Tit  Sm   /s  J   tbt  C 
 
 FAT1  I  ER,  is  nut  thy  promife  fure 
 ted  Son  ? 
 Tit  -    earth 
 
 hfe  ihaii  run  ! 
 
 2  "  Afl  it  :■  the  heathen  Ian 
 
 w  )■ 
 "  And  to  the  worid's  i 
 
 "  rhy  empire  fliall  advance." 
 q  Had  thoa  not  faid,  the  I  cwt 
 
 Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ? 
 Whilft  Geritiks  to  his  ftandard  crowd, 
 And  bew  before  his  throne  .' 
 4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribe's  and  : 
 Beneath  the  arch  of  heaven, 
 TO  rhe  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
 -  ption,  gii 
 •    ft,  from  north  to  fouth, 
 
 . flams  adores 
 
Hymn  66.  51 
 
 Let  earth  with  all  its  millions  fhout 
 
 liofanna  to  the  Lord. 
 
 "Ion. 
 
 J:)£mn  LXVL     Common  Metre. 
 
 xtbt  Ltirtf  s    Prayer. 
 
 ' ATHEH  of  all !  Eternal  mi 
 
 F 
 
 Thou,  great  and  good  alone  ! 
 'Ihy  children  formM  an  by  thee. 
 
 Approach  thy  facred 
 
 2  Thy  name  in  hallow'd  flrs  fung  ! 
 
 join  the  folemn  pr 
 
 To  thy  great  nam:  .    and  tongue, 
 
 Our  cheerful  homage  raife. 
 
 3  Thy  righteous,  mild  and  equal  reign, 
 
 Let  eVry  being  own  ; 
 And  in  our  minds,  thy  work  divine, 
 Erect  thy  gracious  throne. 
 
 4  As  angels,  round  thy  feat  above, 
 
 Thy  bleft  commands  fulfil  ; 
 So  may  thy  creatures,  here  below, 
 Perform  thy  heav'nly  v. 
 
 £  On  thee,  we  day  by  day  depend, 
 
 Our  daily  wants  fupply  •, 
 And  feed  with  truth  and  virtue  pure, 
 Our  fouls  which  never  die. 
 
 6  Extend  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  fault, 
 
 And  let  thy  love  forgive  ; 
 
 Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
 
 or  let  refentment  live. 
 
 7  Where  tempting  (hares  befet  the  way, 
 
 Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
 Avert  the  threatening  evil  near, 
 From  our  unguarded  head. 
 
5«  Hymn  67. 
 
 8  Thy  facred  name  we  thus  adore, 
 And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
 For  kingdom,  power  and  glory,  Lord, 
 Belong  to  thee  alone.  Liverpool  on. 
 
 jppmn  LXVII.       Common  Metre.  '    [*] 
 
 Tj&<r    Univcrfal   Prayer. 
 
 FATHER  of  all !   whofe  cares  extend 
 To  earth's  remofcft  (hore  ; 
 T  hrough  every  age  let  praile  afcend, 
 And  every  clime  adore. 
 %  Yet  not  to  earth's  contra  tied  fpan, 
 Thy  goodnefs  let  me  bound  •, 
 Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
 When  thoufand  worlds  are  round. 
 
 3  To  thee,  whofe  prefence  fills  all  fpuce, 
 
 The  earth,  the  air,  the  ikies  ; 
 One  chorus  let  all  things  raife, 
 All  nature's  incenfe  rife  ! 
 
 4  Father  of  all !  whofe  tender  care 
 
 Does  every  want  fuppiy  ; 
 To  thee  I  pour  the  fervent  prayer, 
 And  raife  the  filial  eye. 
 
 5  What  bleffings  thy  free  bounty  gives 
 
 Let  me  not  caft  away ; 
 Who  gratefully  enjoys  and  lives, 
 Does  the  bed  homage  pay. 
 
 6  Save  me  alike  from  foolifh  pride, 
 
 Or  impious  difcontent  ; 
 At  aught  thy  wifciom  has  den\ 
 Or  aught  thy  goodnefs  lent. 
 
 7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe> 
 
 To  hi'de  the  faults  I  fee  ; 
 That  mercy  1  to  others  fh 
 That  mercy  (how  to  me. 
 
Hymn  68.  53 
 
 8  Let  not  this  weak  unknowing  hand 
 
 Prefume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
 And  deal  deftruction  round  the  land, 
 On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 
 
 9  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 
 
 Still  in  "the  right  to  ftay  ; 
 If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
 To  find  that  better  way, 
 
 1 0  This  day,  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot ; 
 
 But,  all  beneath  the  fun, 
 Thou  know'ft  if  bed  beftowM  or  not ; 
 Then  let  thy  will  be  done. 
 
 Altered  from  Popr. 
 
 JpjJttm  LXVIII.  Common  Metre.    [*orp] 
 
 Prwdemeem 
 
 FATHER  of  light  !   conducl  my  feet 
 Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  \ 
 Let  each  advancing  ftep  (till  bring 
 Me  nearer  to  my  God. 
 
 2  Let  heav'n  ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide, 
 
 And  when  I  go  aftray, 
 Recal  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
 To  wifdom's  better  way. 
 
 3  Teach  me  in  ev'ry  various  fcene 
 
 To  keep  my  end  in  fight  ; 
 And  whilft  I  tread  life's  maey  track, 
 Let  wifdom  guide  me  right. 
 
 4  That  heav'nly  wifdom  from  above 
 
 Abundantly  impart  ; 
 And  let  it  guard  and  guide  and  warm, 
 And  penetrate  my  heart. 
 
 5  Till  it  fiiall  lead  me  to  thyfelf, 
 
 Fountain  of  biffs  and  love  « 
 Ez 
 
54  Hymn  69,  70, 
 
 And  all  my  darlmefs  be  difpers'd 
 
 In  endlefs  light  above.  a?.t. 
 
 5>gmn  LXIX.     Umg  Metre.       [%\ 
 
 Ftaij'e  for  Rain  and  fruhful  Secfons. 
 
 FATHER  of  light !  we  fing  thy  name, 
 Who  made  the  fun  to  rule  the  day, 
 Wide  as  he  fpreads  his  golden  flame, 
 His  beams  thy  power  and  iGve  difplay. 
 
 2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceed 
 
 The  copious  Blowers  of  genial  rain  ; 
 Which,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
 Revive  the  grafq  and  fwell  the  grain. 
 
 3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  fpread  j 
 
 Yet  thoufands  of  our  guilty  race, 
 Though  by  thy  daily  gbodfltfs  feu, 
 Tranfgref*  thy  law,  abufe  thy  grace, 
 
 4  Not  fo,  (hall  our  forgetful  hearts 
 
 O'erlock  the  token  s  of  thy  care  ; 
 But,  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
 Receive  with  praife,  and  afk  in  prayer. 
 
 5  So  fhall  the  fun  more  grateiyl  ihine, 
 
 And  {howers  in  welcome  drops  fhall  fall  • 
 When  all  cur  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
 And  thou,  our  God,  erjcy'd  in  all. 
 
 6  Jefus  !  our  brighter  Sun,  arife, 
 
 In  plenteous  (howers,  thy  Spirit  fend, 
 Earth  then  (hall  grow  to  Paradiie  j 
 And  ill  celellial  Eden  end. 
 
 Doyenne*. 
 
 Jppmn  LXX.      Long  Metre. 
 
 At  tit   OrJUailuM  vf  u 
 
 T?ATH£R  of  mercies  !  in  thy  houfe 
 JL    We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vcv.s  5 
 
Hymn  71, 
 
 yt 
 
 Whilfl  with  a  grateful  heart  we  ihare 
 Thefe  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 
 
 2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heav'n  he  rofe, 
 In  fplendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
 Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
 And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 
 
 3  Hence  fprang  th'  Apple's  honour'd  name. 
 Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame ; 
 
 Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  fage, 
 And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 
 
 4  In  lower  forms  to  bids  our  eyes, 
 Pjjl.rs  from  hence  and  Teachers  rife  ; 
 Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  fhine, 
 Still  mark  a  long  extended  line. 
 
 5  From  Chrift  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
 And,  fed  by  him,  their  graces  live  -, 
 Whilft  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
 Amid  it  the  rage  of  hell  they  ft  and. 
 
 6  So  {hall  the  bright  fucceifion  run, 
 Through  all  the  courfes  of  the  fun  \ 
 Whilft  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
 Shall  rife  and  rlourifh  large  and  I 
 
 7  Jefus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  mail  know 
 The  fpring  whence  ail  thefe  bleilings  now  y 
 Paftors  and  people  {hour  his  prailV, 
 Through  the  long  round  of  cndlefs  d 
 
 J^gmn  LXXI.     Common   Mare. 
 
 The  Excellency  on  > 
 
 FATHER  of  mercies  !  in  t 
 What  endlcfs  glory  ihines  i 
 Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
 For  thefb  celeltial  lines. 
 
5^ 
 
 Hymn  72. 
 
 2  Here  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 
 
 Exhaufllefs  riches  find  ; 
 Treafures  beyond  what  earth  can  grant, 
 And  lading  as  the  mind. 
 
 3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
 
 And  yields  a  free  repad  ; 
 Sublimer  fruits  than  nature  knows, 
 Invite  the  longing  tafte. 
 
 4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
 
 Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around  j 
 And  life  and  everlafting  joys 
 Attend  the  blifsful  found. 
 
 5  O  may  thefe  heav'nly  pages  be 
 
 Our  dudy  and  delight  $ 
 And  dill  new  beauties  may  we  fee, 
 And  ftill  increafin^  li<:ht. 
 
 6  Divine  indruftor,  gracious  Lord, 
 
 Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
 Teach  us  to  love  thy  facred  word, 
 And  view  our  Saviour  there. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Jpgmn  LXXII.    Common  Metre.    C^ortj] 
 
 Love  to  our  Neighbour. 
 
 FATHER  of  mercies  !  fend  thy  grace, 
 All  powerful  from  above, 
 lo  form,  in  our  obedient  fouls 
 The  image  of  thy  love. 
 
 2  O  may  our  fympathifmg  breads 
 
 That  gen'rous  pleafure  know  ; 
 Kindly  to  (hare  another's  joy, 
 And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
 
 3  Whene'er  the  helplefs  fons  of  want 
 
 In  low  didrefs  are  laid, 
 
Hymn  73.  57 
 
 Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel 
 And  fwift  our  hands  to  aid. 
 
 4  So  Jefus  look'd  on  wretched  man. 
 
 When  feated  in  the  ikies  ; 
 Amidit  the  glories  of  that  world, 
 He  felt  compalTion  rife. 
 
 5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 
 
 To  raile  us  from  the  ground  •, 
 And  lhed  his  rich  and  precious  blood, 
 A  balm  for  every  wound. 
 
 ppmil  LXXIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Humility, 
 
 FOLLY  builds  high  upon  the  fand  > 
 But  lowly  Jet  my  bails  be  ^ 
 Firm  as  a  rock,  my  hope  (hall  ftand, 
 Deep  founded  in  humility. 
 
 2  Content,  when  threatening  ills  obtrude, 
 Sweet  meek-ey'd  patience  arm  my  foul  t 
 And  let  a  prudent  fortitude 
 
 Teach  me  my  paffions  to  control. 
 
 3  My  God,  I  long  to  know  thee  flill, 
 To  love  and  fear  and  truft  thee  more  5 
 To  live  fubmiflive  to  thy  will, 
 
 And  whilft  I  feel  thy  grace,  adore. 
 
 4  My  faith  and  love  obedient  be, 
 
 C)  Saviour,  to  thy  ju.fl  commands  ! 
 My  ardent  foul  ft  ill  follows  thee, 
 id  trulls  her  interefts  in  thy  han  I 
 
 j   Let  love  and  mercy  all  divine, 
 Tuftice  defcending  from  the  ikies, 
 Kindnefs  and  truth  my  heart  incline 
 forgive  my  enemies. 
 
5% Hymn  74,  75.    
 
 6  Thus  may  I  act  the  Chriftian  part, 
 The  facial,  humane  and  divine  ; 
 Whilft  a  wife  zeal  infpires  my  heart, 
 Then  (hall  I  know  that  heav'ii  is  mi 
 
 S U AIT. 
 
 ipgnm  LXXIV.   Common  Metre.  [*orJ>] 
 
 A^rabitns  Blejpng  ex  ten  led  t-j  ile  (>. 
 
 C^  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
 T      To  the  wild  olive  wood  •, 
 Grace  took  us  from  the  the  barren  tree, 
 And  grafts  us  on  the  good. 
 
 2  With  the  fame  bleffings,  grace  endows 
 
 The  Gentile  as  the  Jew  ! 
 If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
 Such  are  the  branches  too. 
 
 3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  faints 
 
 Be  fanctify'd  to  God  ; 
 In  that  great  covenant,  confirm'd 
 By  water  and  by  blood. 
 
 4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  feed 
 
 Shall  thy  falvation  come  ; 
 And  numerous  houfeholds  meet  at  lafl 
 In  one  eternal  home. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ipgmn  LXXV.     Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Tbt  Excellency  of  tic  G  f'.d. 
 
 GOD,  in  the  gofpel  of  his  Son, 
 Makes  his  eternal  counfels  known  -7 
 And  fnmers  of  a  humble  frame 
 May  taite  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name. 
 2  Wifdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 
 
 To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
 Its  influence  makes  the  fmner  live, 
 It  bids  the  drooping  faint  revive. 
 
Hymn  76,  77.  59 
 
 3  Our  raging  paffions  it  controls. 
 
 And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  fouls  ; 
 It  guides  us  all  our  journey  through, 
 And  brings  a  better  world  to  view. 
 
 4  May  this  bled  volume  evefr  lie 
 Cloie  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye  ; 
 To  life's  Iaft  hour  my  foul  employ, 
 And  fie  me  for  the  heav'niy  joy. 
 
 Beddomz. 
 
 tyjmn  LXXVI.    Common  Metre.   [«<«H 
 
 Sincerity  a;:J  Hypocrify. 
 
 GOD  is  a  Spirit,  juii  and  wife, 
 He  fees  our  inmoft  mind  ; 
 In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raile  our  eyes, 
 And  leave  our  hearts  behind. 
 
 2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 
 
 With  honour  can  appear  \ 
 The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
 Through  the  difguife  they  wear. 
 
 3  Their  lifted  hands  falute  the  ikies, 
 
 Their  bended  knees  the  ground  ; 
 Bur  hor-s  the  facrifice 
 
 exc  not  the  heart  is  found. 
 
 4  Lord,  iearch  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 
 
 And  make  mv  foul  fin  cere  ; 
 Then  (hall  1  ftand  before  thy  face, 
 And  find  acceptance  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpyilin  LXXVLI.     Long  Metre.     [fcorfr] 
 
 ttaixg  Ti.,:£. 
 
 GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 
 Did  infant  time  its  being  draw  ; 
 Minutes  and  days  and  months  and  years 
 Revolve  by  thy  unvaried  law. 
 
6o  Hymn  78. 
 
 2  Silent  and  flow  they  glide  away  ; 
 Steady  and  ftrong  the  current  flows  j 
 Till  loft  in  that  unmeafur'd  lea, 
 From  which  its  being  firit  arofe. 
 
 3  The  thoughtlefs  fons  of  Adam's  race 
 Upon  the  rapid  ftrearf)  are  borne  ; 
 To  that  urfcen,  eternal  home, 
 From  which  no  travellers  return. 
 
 4  Yet  whilft  the  more,  on  either  fide, 
 Prefents  a  gaudy,  flattering  fhow  *, 
 We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  loft, 
 Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 
 
 5  Great  Source  of  wifdom,  teach  our  he:. 
 To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 
 That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys, 
 Beyond  its  meafure  and  its  power. 
 
 Reformed  Litufj 
 
 fpymn  LXXVIII.      Long  Metre.       [&J 
 
 GratituJ*  jrr   all   Things. 
 
 GOD  of  my  life,  my  thanks  to  tl 
 Shall,  like  my  debts,  continual  be  ; 
 In  conftant  ftreams  thy  bounty  flows, 
 Nor  end,  nor  intermiifion  knows. 
 
 1  From  thee,  my  comforts  all  arife. 
 
 My  num'rous  wants  thy  hand  fuppiies  5 
 Nor  can  I  need  or  wifh  for  more 
 Than  thou  canil  furnifli  from  thy  (lore. 
 
 3   Iiwrnt  I  alk,  my  Cod  denies, 
 It  is  becaufe  he's  good  and  wife  ; 
 And  what  for  evils  I  mi  (lake, 
 He  can  my  greateft  bladings  make. 
 
 4   Deep,  Lord,  upon  my  thankful  bread* 
 Let  all  thy  goodnefs  be  impreiVd  -p 
 
Hymn  79.  6x 
 
 Difpofe  me,  each  revolving  day, 
 For  daily  gifts  my  praife  to  pay. 
 
 5  In  praife  I'll  fpend  my  lateit  breath  * 
 Then  yield  it  to  the  call  of  death, 
 In  hope  that  thou  my  fleih  wilt  raife, 
 To  celebrate  thy  deathlefs  praife. 
 
 Brouw,  with  Addit:~-\ 
 
 JpPllin  LXXIX.     Long  Metre.      [«] 
 
 Unccafmg  Praf/im 
 
 GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 
 My  grateful  tongue  ihall  found  thy  praife y 
 'I 'he  long  (hall  wake  with  dawning  light, 
 And  warble  to  the  fiient  night. 
 
 2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  red, 
 And  grief  would  ttrar  my  throbbing  breait, 
 Thy  tuneful  praifcs  fated  on  high, 
 
 Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  figh. 
 
 3  When  death  o'er  nature  mall  prevail, 
 And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
 Joy  through  my  feeble  eyes  flfall  break, 
 And  metvi  thole  thanks  I  cannot  fpeak. 
 
 4  But  when  the  final  conflict's  o'er, 
 My  fpirit  chainM  to  ilefh  no  more  ; 
 With  what  glad  acc:nts  (hall  I  rife 
 To  join  the  mulic  of  the  ikies  ! 
 
 j  Soon  ftrafti  learn  th'  exalted  (trains, 
 Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
 Ami  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
 The  glowing  feraphs  round  thy  throne. 
 
 6  This  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
 Long  as  a  deathlefs  foul  can  live ; 
 A  work  fo  vaft,  a  theme  10  high, 
 Demands  a  whole  eternity. 
 
Gz  Hymn  So,  81. 
 
 :>n  lxxx.   Cot  .    [*«$] 
 
 The  M:"  ries  of  Pnvi 
 
 GOD  moves  in  a  myfterious  wajfr 
 cbunfels  to  perform  ! 
 He  marks  his  footftcpi  on  the  fea, 
 And  rides  upon  the  ftorm  ! 
 
 2  Deep,  in  unfathc  ines 
 
 Of  never  failing  ikiil, 
 lie  treasures  up  bis  bright  defigns, 
 And  works  his  fovereign  will. 
 
 3  Let  fearful  faints  firefli  co  ke  ; 
 
 The  clouds  they  fo  much  dr 
 Are  big  with  mercy,  and  nail  b 
 In  Bleffings  on  their  head. 
 
 4  Jp^gc  •ot  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe, 
 
 But  tnift  him  for  his  £r.;cc  ; 
 Behi  lence 
 
 ace. 
 
 5  Hi  ipen  faft, 
 
 TTnfo  ding  every  hour  \ 
 Th  *  bu  bitter  tafle, 
 
 But  fweet  will  be  the  flower. 
 
 6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 
 
 n  his         \  in  vain  ; 
 God  is  his  o\v  reter, 
 
 And  he  v.  z  it  plain. 
 
 Copper. 
 
 If!  LXXXl.    Common  Metre.  C*<*fc3 
 
 Divine  Providence,  an  J  tie  Folly  cffdfDependc.u. 
 
 GOD  reigns  ;  events  in  order  flow, 
 tn's  induftry  to  guide  ; 
 But  in  a  different  channel  go, 
 To  humble  human  pride. 
 
Hymn   82.  63 
 
 2  The  fwift,  not  always  in  the  race, 
 
 ;:i  the  crowning  prize  ; 
 Not  alw;-  .  and  honour  grace 
 
 The  labours  of  the  wife. 
 
 3  Fond  mortals  dc  Ives  beguile. 
 
 When  on  themfelves  they  relt  \ 
 Blind  is  their  wifdom^  vain  their  toil, 
 By  thee,  O  Lord,  unbk 
 
 4  *T  is,  ours,  the  furrows  to  prepare, 
 
 And  fow  the  precious  grain  •, 
 'Tis  thin  1  the  fun  and  air, 
 
 And  to  command  . 
 
 5  Evil  and  good  before  thee  (land, 
 
 Their  million  to  perform  •, 
 The  fun  fhmes  bgight  at  thy  command  , 
 Thy  hand  directs  the  itorm. 
 
 6  In  all  thy  ways,  we  humbly  own 
 
 Thy  providential  newer  •, 
 Entrusting  to  thy  care  alone 
 
 The  lot  of  every  hoar.  Scott. 
 
 iptHTin  LXXXII.    Long  Metre.     L^or;] 
 
 Fear  of  G:J. 
 
 GREAT  Author  of  all  nature'?  frame, 
 Hcly  and  reverend  is  thy  pame  ; 
 The  .  life,  and  Lord  or  death, 
 
 Worlds  rife  and  vauifh  at  thy  breath. 
 
 2  Nations  in  tl 
 
 Are  lity  i 
 
 Againft  thee,  who  fh  j  hand  ? 
 
 Before  thy  terrors  who  can  it  and  r 
 
 3  But  bleft  ai  O  gracious  Lord, 
 Who  fear  thy  name,  and  hi 
 
 With  fuch  thy  g  is,  on  thofc, 
 
 y  peace  its  joy  divine  bellows. 
 
64  Hymn  83. 
 
 4  Thy  wifdom  gui.les,  thy  power  dei: 
 Their  life,  till  y  ends  *, 
 Death  fhall  convey  t!iem  to  thy  teat, 
 Where  all  thy  f;iints  in  glory  n. 
 
 5  O  that  my  foul  with  awful  ienie 
 Of  thy  tranfeendent  excellence, 
 May  dole  the  day,  the  day  be^in> 
 Watchful  agaiaft  eacji  darling  ft*  1. 
 
 6  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
 May  this  great  principle  dep 
 But  act  with  ungating  power, 
 
 Within  me  to  my  latelt  hour.  Scott. 
 
 IP^mn  LXXXIIL     Laag  Metre.     [*] 
 
 tTbt    Divine   Gooinefs   imitated. 
 
 GRE  A  F  Author  of  th"  immortal  mind, 
 For  aobieft  thoughts  and  views  defign'd  ; 
 Make  me  defirous  to  exprefs 
 The  image  of  thy  holi:. 
 
 2  Whilft  I  thy  boundlefs  love  admire, 
 Grant  me  to  catch  the  facred  fire  ; 
 Thus  (hall  my  heav'nly  birth  be  known, 
 And  as  thy  child,  thou  wilt  me  own. 
 
 3  Father,  I  fee  thy  fun  arife, 
 
 To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 
 
 And  when  from  heaven  thy  rain  defcendc, 
 
 Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 
 
 4  Enlarge  my  foul  with  love  like  thine, 
 My  mortal  powers  by  grace  refine ; 
 So  (hall  I  feel  another's  woe, 
 
 And  freely  feed  a  hungry  foe. 
 
 5  I  hope  for  pardon  through  thy  Son, 
 For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  \ 
 Then  may  the  grace  that  pardon's  me, 
 Conftraiu  rne  to  forgive  like  thee. 
 
Hymn  84.  65 
 
 ippmULXXXIV.  Hallelujah  Metre.  [«] 
 
 GREAT  Father  of  mankind, 
 We  blafs  that  wondrous  grace, 
 Which  could  for  Gentiles  find, 
 V/ithin  thy  courts,  a  place. 
 How  kind  the  care 
 Our  God  difplays, 
 For  us  to  raife 
 A  Houfe  of  prayer  ! 
 
 2  Once  we  were  ftrangers  here, 
 L>ut  now  approach  tnc  thrcne  ; 
 
 For  Jefus  brings  ws  near, 
 And  makes  our  came  his  own. 
 
 Srrangers  no  more, 
 
 To  thee  we  come  \ 
 
 And  find  cur  heme, 
 
 And  reft  fecure. 
 thee  our  fouls  we  join, 
 i*nd  love  thy  facred  name  ; 
 
 1  more  our  own,  but  thine. 
 We  triVimph  in  thy  claim. 
 
 Our  Fath 
 
 'lhy  covenant  grace 
 
 Our  fouls  embrace, 
 
 Thy  glories  0 
 
 4  Here  in  thy  hcufe  we  feaft 
 On  dainties  all  divine  ; 
 And  whilft  fuch  food  we  tafte, 
 With  jcy  cur  faces  mine. 
 incenfe  (hall  rife 
 From  flames  of  love, 
 "And  God  approve 
 The  frcrificc. 
 
66  Hymn  1 5. 
 
 5  May  all  the  nations  through 
 To  worfhip  in  thy  houfe  ; 
 Wilt  thou  attend  the  fong, 
 And  hear  their  ardent  vows  ; 
 
 Indulgent  ftiil, 
 
 Till  earth  confpire 
 
 To  join  the  choir, 
 
 On  Zion's  hill.  Doddridge. 
 
 fOVllin  LXXXV.     Common  Metre.     [^] 
 
 Cr:i:hjn   on<i  Providence. 
 
 GREAT  firit  01  beings,  mighty  Lord 
 Or  ali  t-.:s  wondrous  frame  ; 
 Produc'd  by  thy  creating  word, 
 The  world  from  nothing  came. 
 
 2  Thy  voice  lent  forth  the  high  command, 
 
 'Twas  inftandy  obey'd  ; 
 And  through  thy  goodnefs  all  things  ftand. 
 Which  by  thy  power  were  made. 
 
 3  Thy  glories  fhine  throughout  the  whole, 
 
 Each  part  reflects  thy  light  ; 
 By  thee,  in  courfe,  the  planets  roll, 
 And  day  fucceeds  the  night. 
 
 4  By  thee,  the  fun  difpenfes  heat, 
 
 And  beams  of  cheering  day  ; 
 The  diftant  ftars  in  order  fet, 
 By  night,  thy  power  difplay. 
 
 5  By  thec,  the  earch  its  produce  yields  ^ 
 
 By  thee,  the  waters  Sow  ; 
 And  various  plants  adorn  the  fields, 
 And  trees  afpiring  grow. 
 
 6  Infpir'd  with  praifc,  cur  minds  purfuc 
 
 This  wife  and  noble  end  •, 
 And  ail  we  think,  and  ail  we  do 
 c)hall  to  thy  honour  tend. 
 
 liTcrpool  Ccilctflion. 
 
Hymn  86,  87.  6y 
 
 fj)gmn  LXXXVI.    Long  Metre.    [fcort,] 
 
 Man  cbangtablc^  and  God  unchangtaiic. 
 
 GREAT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
 Our  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name  $ 
 "We  bow  with  rev'rence,  when  we  praile 
 The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 
 
 2  Beyond  the  reach  of  angels'  fight, 
 Thou  dwell'ft  in  uncreated  light ; 
 Jt  (nines  with  undiminifird  ray, 
 Whilit  funs  and  ftars  mail  pals  away. 
 
 3  Our  days  a  tranfient  period  run, 
 And  change  with  every  circling  fun  ; 
 Ev'n  in  the  firmeft  itate  we  boait, 
 Thy  hand  can  crufh  us  to  the  dull. 
 
 4  But  let  all  nature  fail  around  ; 
 
 Let  death  confign  us  to  the  ground  -5 
 Let  the  laft  general  flame  ariie, 
 Confume  the  earth,  dilTolve  the  fkies  \ 
 
 5  Calm  as  the  fiimmer  evening,  we 
 Shall  aH  the  wreck  of  nature  fee ; 
 Whilft  grace  fecures  us  an  abode, 
 Unfhaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 
 
 Dcddridcz. 
 
 ^gSIin  LXXXVII.    Long  Metre.   [«orb] 
 
 fb*    S'-n    if  Rigoteou/f.efe. 
 
 GREAT  God,  amidlc  the  darkfome  night 
 Thy  glories  dart  upon  my  fight, 
 Whilft  rapt  in  vender  1  behold, 
 The  Giver  moon  and  (tars  of  gold. 
 
 2  But  when  I  fee  the  Sun  arifc, 
 And  pour  his  glory  round  the  fkies, 
 In  mere  itupendous  form  I  view 
 Thy  greatnefs  and  thy  glcry  too. 
 
68  Hymn  So. 
 
 du  Sua  of  RighteoufoeiS]  whofe  light 
 O  5  the  higheft  angel's  fight, 
 
 How  (fa  cc  my  eye  atthee, 
 
 In  all  :h  ity  ! 
 
 t  may  I  be  allowM  to  trace 
 mt  (hadow  of  thy  face  ; 
 As  in  the  paie  lefle&ing  moon 
 We  fee  the  imag  I  -in. 
 
 5  In  every  work  thy  h  mad?, 
 Thy  power  and  wifdom  are  difplay'd  ; 
 But  O  !   what  glories  all  divine, 
 
 In  my  exalted  Sa  :  ! 
 
 6  May  I  enjoy  fc  above, 
 
 gentle  influence  of  his  love  ; 
 ibTe  me  v.-.y  courfe  to  run, 
 Y\ri:h  the  fame  vigour  as  the  fun. 
 
 Stevnet. 
 
 tin  LXX£VIH.  Com.  Metre,  [««>] 
 
 Tke  S 
 
 Gt5  oi  the  earth 
 n  tliine  ; 
 
 And  in  thy  works,  b  1  !, 
 
 2  But 
 
 tJm  [tores  of  grace 
 
 -  treafur'd  in  thy  a u 
 
 3  L  e  id 
 
 h  around, 
 
 4  O  when  (hall 
 
 ■  ord  ; 
 
 And  \cn>i 
 
Hymn  89.  !   ; 
 
 5  When  (hall  the  fa  v  age  wandering  ttibeSj 
 
 A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
 Sit  down  at  our  immanuers  feet, 
 And  learn  bis  living  grace  ? 
 
 6  Hafte,  foverei-n  mercy,  and  transform 
 
 Their  cruelty  to  love  \ 
 
 Soften  thetyger  to  a  lamb. 
 
 The  vulture  to  a  dove. 
 
 7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  fincere  attempt 
 
 To  i  pre  ad  the  gofpd's  rays  *, 
 And  build  in  every  heathen  land 
 
 A  temple  to  thy  praife.  Rip pon's  CgH. 
 
 $gmn  LXXXIX.     Common  Metre,    ft] 
 
 Trufi  in    God. 
 
 GREAT   Source  of   boundkfs  power  and 
 Attend  my  mournful  cry  \  [grace  ! 
 
 In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
 To  thee  alone  I  fly. 
 
 2  Thou  art  my  ftrength,  my  life,  my  day  ; 
 
 Affift  my  feeble  truft  ; 
 Drive  thefe  diftreffing  fears  away, 
 And  raife  me  from  the  duft. 
 
 3  Fain  v \.  old  I  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 
 
 Anu  truft  thy  glorious  name  ; 
 Jehovah  powerful   wife,  and  kind, 
 Forever  is  the  fame. 
 
 4  Thy  prefciice,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart. 
 
 When  earthly  comforts  die  •, 
 Thy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
 And  raife  my  plealurcs  high. 
 
 5  Here  let  me  reft,  on  thee  depend, 
 
 My  God,  my  hope,  my  all ; 
 Be  thou  my  everlafting  friend, 
 
 And  I  ihall  never  fall.  Smart, 
 
70  Hymn  oo,  91. 
 
 J|)gmn  XC.       long  Metre.       L«3 
 
 Bratft  for   a.  mourn    M.icics. 
 
 C^\  RE  AT  Source  of  life,  our  fouls  confefs 
 >T   The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
 Crowned  with  thy  mercies,  we  rejoice, 
 And  in  thy  praife  cxalj  our  voice. 
 
 2  By  thee,  heaven's  Chining  arch  was  fpread  \ 
 By  thee,  were  earth's  foundations  laid  j 
 All  the  delights  of  our  abode 
 
 Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God. 
 
 3  Thy  tender  hand  rcitores  our  breath, 
 When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  •, 
 Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 
 
 And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 
 
 4  Thefe  lives  are  facred  to  the  Lord, 
 By  thee  upheld,  by  thee  reftor'd  ; 
 And  whillt  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
 Still  we  would  walk  before  thy  face. 
 
 5  So,  when  01  r  fouls  by  thee  are  led 
 Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
 With  joy  triumphant  they  (hall  move 
 To  feats  of  nobler  life  above. 
 
 DoDDimGK. 
 
 5>|?mnXCI,     Long  Metre.     L*°0] 
 
 Rc!:rr:cn  vain  without  I.<.-js. 
 
 HAD  I  the  tongues  cf  Creeks  and  Tews, 
 And  nobler  fpeedh  than  angels  ufe, 
 If  love  he  abfentj  I  am  found, 
 Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 
 Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
 All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
 Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
 Still  I  am  nothing)  without  love. 
 
IlYMX    Q2.  71 
 
 \i\d  1  diftribute  all  my  I 
 7"o  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the.e  poor  ; 
 Or  give  my  body  to  : 
 To  gain  a  martyr'  :  ; 
 
 4  if  love  to  God,  and  leve  to  men 
 Be  abfent,  all  mj  1 :  vain  i 
 
 NortongueSj  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
 The  work  01  k  ixlfiL 
 
 TTt* 
 
 Jp'l)lim  XCIL     Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 HAIL,  King  i  ,  all  wife  and  good 
 
 To  thee  our  thoughts  wc  r 
 Whihl  nature's  kw  y'd, 
 
 lmpire  cur  I  li  praifc. 
 
 2  A  t  us  ornin  g,  noc  ,  I  d , 
 
 Thy  works  engage  our  view  ; 
 And  ;=s  we  gaze,  rt«  exu.lt 
 
 With  tranipox  ew« 
 
 3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every 
 
 Which  gilds  the  r  night  5 
 
 And  decks  tl  T~:ce  cf  n, 
 
 With  ray^s  of  c: 
 
 4  TV  afpiring  bill,  the  veidaitt  lawn 
 
 With  thoufand  be;  ine  ; 
 
 The  vocal  grove  and  cooling  (hade 
 Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 
 
 5  From  tree  to  tree,  r  c  hymn 
 
 Employs  the  fe^rl  crV  throng  *, 
 To  thee  their  cheerfai  notes  they  fwell, 
 And  chant  their  grateful  long. 
 
 6  Great  nature's  God  !   ftill  may  thefe  fcenes 
 
 Our  ferious  hours  engage  ; 
 Siiil  may  our  wondering  eyes  pruie 
 Thy  w<  SF*  ' 
 
72  Hymn  9 j. 
 
 flplWn  XCIIi.      Particular  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Pra'rfe  to   our    R:d 
 
 Ha  once  defpifcd  Jefin  ! 
 Thou  clidfl  free  falvation  bring; 
 By  thy  dculi  thou  didfi  reieafe  us 
 From  the  tyrant's  deadly  fting. 
 2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 
 Bearer  of  our  fin  v.nd  (hame ! 
 By  thy  merits  we  find  favour, 
 Life  is  given  through*  thy  name. 
 j   Paichal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
 All  our  fins  on  thee  were  bid  ; 
 Great  High  Prieft  by  God  anointe  I, 
 Thou  haft  full  atonement  made  ! 
 
 4  Contrite  Boners  are  forgiven, 
 
 Throng! i  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
 
 it*  cf  heaven, 
 Peace  is  made  with  man  and  Gjd, 
 
 5  Jcfus  hail  !  enthron'd  in  glory, 
 
 revet  to  abide  \ 
 All  the  heavenly  holts  adore  thee, 
 Seated  at  thy  Father's  fide. 
 
 6  There  for  miners  thou  ai 
 
 There  thou  do(t  our  phce  prepare  y 
 Ever  for  us  intercede 
 Till  in  heaven  we  appear. 
 "j   Glory,  honour,  power  and  bleflinj, 
 Thcu  art  worthy  to  receive  | 
 toudeit  praiies,  without  ceafmg, 
 Meet  it  is  for  us  to  gii 
 8  Help,  ye  briglit  ai 
 Lend  your  loudeit. 
 Join  to  (\:\£  our  Saviour's  merits, 
 And  to  celebrate  his  pr. 
 
 Rifpon*:  Cw-'.Irftiadr 
 
Hymn  94,  95. 
 
 "3  -< 
 4  > 
 
 X>\XU\  XCIV.      Common  Metre.     [*w&] 
 
 HAPPY  13  he,  whole  early  years 
 Receive  infmici:ion  watt; 
 Who  hates  the  Tinner's  path,  and  fears 
 The  road  that  leads  to  helh 
 
 2  Our  youth,  devoted  to  the  Lord, 
 
 Is  plesflfing  in  I 
 A  flower  when  ofltrtU  in  the  bud 
 Is  rfo  vain  fin 
 
 3  Tis  eailer  v/oik.  if  we  begin 
 
 To  fear  the  .Lord  b 
 While  Snifters,  i  tiny 
 
 Are  turd  ne& 
 
 4  It  fetes  us  from  a  thoufand  fears, 
 
 To  mind  religion  young.  5 
 
 With  joys  it  crowns  lYicceeding  years. 
 And  renders  virtue  ftrcng. 
 
 5-  To  thee,  alrrr  i3  to  thee 
 Our 
 *Tw:  k  and  fee 
 
 hat  our  wfa  5  vrere  thine. 
 
 6  W<  /  work,  .  A  thy  pr  ■ 
 
 *  :th  ; 
 Th  .   prep^r'd  II  days, 
 
 Or  :  .  v  death. 
 
 5)£XIH  XCV.       Long  Metre.       [Sj 
 
 -  Chmttb* 
 
 HAPPY   •.  '  :ZZj 
 
 :'s  grace  ! 
 
 Thou  :e  of  our  God 
 
74  Hymn  96. 
 
 2  Thy  walls  arc  ftrength,  and  at  thy  gates 
 A  guard  of  heav'nly  angels  waits  *, 
 Nor  fhall  thy  deep  foundations  move. 
 Built  on  the  counfelS  of  his  love. 
 
 3  Thy  foes  in  vain  rtcfi  ige, 
 
 A  gain  It  thy  walls  in  vain  they  rage  ; 
 Like  rifing  waves,  with  anger  roar, 
 That  daih  :\::A  die  upon  the  fhore. 
 
 4  Then  ler  cur  fouls  in  /'ion  dwell, 
 Nor  fear  the  power  of  earth  or  hell ; 
 Since  God  defends  this  happy  ground* 
 Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 
 
 5  God  is  our  fun,  God  is  our  fliield, 
 Light  and  protection  he  will  yield  ; 
 And  we,  beneath  the  genial  rjys, 
 Will  fing  his  love,  and  fpeak  his  praife; 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 ip^tUH  XCVI.     Ccmmcfa  Metre,     [f] 
 
 ■ 
 
 HAPPY  the  man  whole  cautious  fteps 
 Still  keep  the  golden  mean  ; 
 "Whole  life,  by  wifdom's  rules  well  form'd, 
 Declares  a  confeience  clean. 
 
 2  Not  of  hunfelf  he  highly  thinks. 
 
 Nor  acTs  the  boaiUr's  part  ; 
 Kis  modal  tongue  the  language  fpeaks 
 Of  his  more  humble  heart. 
 
 3  Not  in  bafe  fcandal's  arts  lie  deals, 
 
 Tor  truth  is  in  his  breaft  ; 
 With  grief  he  fees  his  neighbour's  faults. 
 And  thinks  and  hopes  the  belt. 
 
 4  What  bleffings  bounteous  Heaven  bellows, 
 
 He  takes  with  thankful  heart  ; 
 With  temperance  he  receives  his  food, 
 And  gives  the  poor  a  part* 
 
Hymn  97.  7S 
 
 5  To  feet  and  party,  his  large  foul 
 
 Difdains  to  be  confin'd  •> 
 
 The  good  he  loves,  of  every  nrme, 
 And  prays  for  ali  mankind. 
 
 6  Pure  is  hh  zeal,  the  offepring  fair 
 
 Of  truth  and  peaceful  love  ■ 
 The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dwell 
 Where  reds  the  heavenly  dove. 
 
 Need  r 
 
 Ipgmtl  XCVII.     Common  h'ut,e.     [*]_ 
 
 Love   to   Gsd. 
 
 HAPPY  the  mind  where  graces  reign. 
 And  love  infpires  the  breaft  \  < 
 
 Love  is  the  brighten:  of  the  train, 
 And  itrengthens  all  the  reft. 
 
 2  Knowledge,  alas  !   'tis  all  in  vain, 
 
 And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
 Our  ftubborn  fins  will  fight  and  reign4 
 If  love  be  abfent  there. 
 
 3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
 
 In  fwift  obedience  move  ; 
 A  fraction's  bitter  cup  is  fweet, 
 When  mix'd  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 4  Soon  as  we  drop  this  mortal  clay, 
 
 And  leave  this  daik  abode, 
 On  wings  of  love  we'll  foar  away, 
 To  fee  our  Father,  Go  J. 
 
 5  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  fmgs, 
 
 When  faith  (hall  cea 
 
 'Tis  this  (hall  (hike  our  joyful  firings, 
 In  realms  of  endlefs  pe; 
 
yG  Hymn  98,  99. 
 
 ■  — — ^— — ————— ——~ — +~ 
 
 Ij^mn  XCVIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Blrjfulneft  «f  d*t>Jrtcd  Saint*. 
 
 HARK  !  from  on  high  a  fok-mn  voice, 
 Let  ali  attenti 
 Twill  make  each  piou  ice, 
 
 And  vanquifh  every  fear, 
 
 2  u  Thrice  blefTcd  are  the  pious  dead, 
 "  Who  in  the  Lord  fl  ' 
 "  Their  weary  Hem,  a 3  on  a  bed, 
 "  Safe  in  the  giv 
 
 2   "  Their  holy  fe:  'd, 
 
 rt  To  heaven  :  ight  ; 
 
 "  There  to  enjoy  ete;: 
 m*      "  And  infinite 
 
 4  "  They  drcp  each  load  as  they  ?fcend, 
 
 "  And  quit  this  v- 
 M  Their  labours  ir  lives  {hall  cpd 
 
 u  1  heir  reft  no  period  kn 
 
 5  "  Their  conflicts  with  their  buff  foes 
 
 Ci  For  ever  more  (hall  ceafc ; 
 
 <c  None  ihall  their  li?ppine:^  uppofe, 
 u  Nor  interrupt  their  peace. 
 
 6  u  But  brio iu  re-.\  II  recomp; 
 
 "  Then  f   thftil  $  -  ae  ; 
 
 <•'  And  perfect  love  (haU  ba^p.ih  'hence 
 a  Each  gloomy  doubt  and  fear." 
 
 JVon. 
 
 Q>gmn  xcix.    c         m*9y. 
 
 ^  -' 
 
 tT  ARK!  fro ni  the  a  mournful  Lund. 
 
 X     My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 
 t%  Y  men,  come  viev  and 
 
 f  Where  you  mull  ihortly  lie." 
 
Hymn   ioo.  77 
 
 2  "  Princes,  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed, 
 
 "  In  fpite  of  all  your  towers  ! 
 "  The  tall,  the  wife,  the  reverend  head 
 "  Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
 
 3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 
 
 And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ? 
 Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
 And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 
 
 4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 
 
 To  fit  o.ur  fouls  to  fly  ; 
 Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 
 We'll  rife  above  the  iky. 
 
 Watt* 
 
 Jpgtmi  C.       Short  Metre.        [«orj,] 
 
 The    Vdce   of  IVifdjm. 
 
 HARK  !  it  is  Wifdom's  voice 
 That  fpreads  i  tie  If  around  ; 
 Come  hither,  all  ye  fon.s  of  earth. 
 And  liiten  to  the  found. 
 
 2  What,  though  (he  fpeaks  rebukes, 
 That  pierce  the  foul  with  fmart  ? 
 
 Yet  love  through  all  her  chait'nings  runs? 
 By  pain  to  mend  the  heart. 
 
 3  "  Ye  who  have  wander'd  long 
 "  In  fin's  deiiructive  ways, 
 
 "  Return,  return,  at  my  reproof, 
 "  And  feize  the  ofrer'd  grace. 
 
 4  "  I  know  your  fouls  are 
 
 "  And  all  your  efforts  valh, 
 <c  To  overcome  your  mighty  foes, 
 "  And  break  their  iron  en  l 
 
 5  "  But,  I  will  freely  fend 
 H  My  Spirit  from  above, 
 
 G  2 
 
7$  Hymn   ioj. 
 
 "  To  arm  you  with  fttperior  ftrength, 
 
 "  And  melt  your  hearts  to  love. 
 6  "  Come,  whiht  my  ofF:rs  laft, 
 "  Ye  finners,  and  be  v 
 
 u  He  lives  who  hears  this  friendly  call, 
 "  But  he  that  flights  it,  dies." 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 Jpgmn  CI.       Common  Metre.       [*1 
 
 Tbe  Saviours  CemmjMtm. 
 
 HARK,    the   glad    found  !     the    Saviour 
 The  Saviour  promis'd  long;     [comes  ! 
 Let  every  heart  prepare  him  rocm, 
 And  every  voice  a  long. 
 
 On  him,  the  Spirit,  krgely  pour'd, 
 
 Exerts  his  facred  fire  •, 
 Wifdom  and  power,  and  zeal  and  love 
 
 His  holy  bread  inipire. 
 
 He  comes,  from  thickeft  films  of  vice 
 
 To  clear  the  mental  light ; 
 And  on  the  eye-balls  of  die  blind 
 
 To  pour  celeitial  light. 
 
 He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  heal, 
 
 The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  ; 
 And  with  the  treafures  of  hib  grace 
 
 T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
 
 He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  releafe, 
 
 In  Satan's  bondage  held  •, 
 The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  bur  ft  \ 
 
 The  iron  fetters  yield. 
 
 His  iiiver  trumpet  loud  proclaims 
 
 The  Lord's  accepted  year; 
 Our  debts  are  all  remitted  new  i 
 
 Our  heritage  is  clear. 
 
Hymn   ic2. 
 
 79 
 
 7  #G  LSj  Prince  of  Peace, 
 
 ne  fliall  proclaim  ; 
 n's  eternal  arches  ring 
 i  thy  beloved  name. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 5>gmn  C1I.      Common  Metre.      [#] 
 
 T£<f  Cbrrjlian  Wayrior  ar.im 
 
 HARK  !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice, 
 From  the  bright  realms  above  ! 
 Aroidit  the  war's  tumultuous  rage, 
 A  voice  of  power  and  love. 
 
 2  "  Maintain  the  fight,  my  faith  fill  band, 
 
 11  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  ; 
 
 u  He  that  in  fuch  a  warfare  dies, 
 
 *  Shall  ipeedy  victory  know. 
 
 3  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 
 
 "  And  in  the  duft  was  laid  ; 
 "  But  now  I  fit  upon  my  throne, 
 "  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 
 
 4  "  This  throne,  this  glory  (hall  be  yours, 
 
 "  My  hands  the  crown  Qiall  give  \ 
 "  And  you  the  bled  reward  (ball  (hare, 
 "  WhUft  God  himielf  mail  live." 
 
 5  Lord,  'tis  enough,  cur  fouls  are  fir'd 
 
 With  courage  and  with  love  ; 
 Vain  are  th'  afldiilts  of  earth  and  hellj 
 Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 
 
 6  We'll  trace  the  footileps  thou  haft  trod, 
 
 To  triumph  and  renown  ; 
 Nor  iliun  thy  combat  and  thy  crof>, 
 May  we  but  wear  thy  crown. 
 
 AUcrcJ  fron  Doddridge 
 
8o  Hymn   103,  104. 
 
 Jpjmin  CIll.      Common  Metre.      \\>\ 
 
 Walking  ir.  DarLntfs,  and  truf.ing  in  God. 
 
 HEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan. 
 To  thee  I  breathe  my  fighs  ; 
 When  will  the  tedious  night  be  gone  ? 
 And  when  the  dawn  a-rife  ? 
 
 2  My  God  !  O  could  I  make  the  claim, 
 
 My  rather  and  my  Friend  ! 
 And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name 
 On  which  thy  faints  depend  ! 
 
 3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 
 
 I  would  thy  grace  entreat  \ 
 Nor  (hould  my  humble  hope  remove, 
 Nor  leave  thy  facred  feat. 
 
 4  Yet  though  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourns. 
 
 Thy  word  is  all  my  ftay  ; 
 Here  will  I  reft  till  light  returns, 
 Thy  prefence  makes  my  day. 
 
 5  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celeftial  peace 
 
 Relieve  my  aching  heart  ; 
 Thy  love  can  make  my  forrow  ceafe, 
 And  all  the  gloom  depart. 
 
 6  Then  (Hall  my  drooping  fpirit  rife, 
 
 And  blefs  thy  healing  rays  ; 
 And  change  thefe  deep  complaining  fighs 
 To  longs  of  facred  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 ipjnnn  CIV.     Common  Metre.       [>] 
 
 The  Angels"  Song  at  the  Birth 
 
 HIGH  let  us  fwell  our  tuneful  ik 
 And  join  th'  angelic  foi 
 >'or  fuch  a  theme  does  lefs  to  them, 
 r  to  the  faints,  belong. 
 
2  Good  will 
 
 And  peace  ?n  ; 
 
 For  lo  '   the  prom: 
 
 ■  5  from  I 
 
 3  Mercy  :  accord, 
 
 His  rift  adorn  ; 
 
 Ju:  nrtjdtnj 
 
 Now  fuch  a  child  is  bom. 
 
 4  Glory  to  God  !   h 
 
 In  h 
 Kis  gtory  by  dor  claimM, 
 
 And  by  our  li 
 
 5  When  in ^  1 1  we  r  ns, 
 
 Where  L  ;::s  ! 
 
 And  learn  of  the  ceieftlal  choir 
 
 iheir  own  immortal  drains  ! 
 
 PoODUOGfc 
 
 fpgmn  CV.      Common  Marc. 
 
 TLi    '  ■  :  of  Cbrijr. 
 
 H OS  ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  life, 
 Who  cloth'd  himicif  in  cl 
 ie$  of  $e; 
 And  rof< 
 
 2  Death  i  re  the  King  of  dread, 
 
 Since  our  ]  Le « 
 
 II 
 
 e& 
 
 3  See  how  the  Conqueror  n 
 
 And  to  his  Father  flies  ! 
 itfa  fears  of  honour 
 And  h  in  his  ey 
 
 4  ^* 
 
 A  Prieft  upon  his  I 
 
 And  to  fur  ::h: 
 
 Ke  fent  his  Spirit  dov 
 
^2  Hymn    ic6. 
 
 Raife  vour  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
 
 To  reach  that!  left  abe 
 Ltt  heaven  and  earth  wi  re  found 
 
 To  the  immortal  God. 
 
 Altered  from  Watti. 
 
 ygmtl   CVl.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Ptrfervation  at  S:a  fd  in  fotetgm  duntties. 
 
 fjOW  arc  thy  fervants  bleit,  O  Lord, 
 JL  JL   How  fure  is  their  defence  ! 
 internal  WifcJ  m  guide, 
 
 Our  help  0  flee. 
 
 2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 
 
 Supported  by  thy  care, 
 Through  burning  climes  we  pafs  unh. 
 And  breathe  infected  air. 
 
 3  Thy  mercy  fweefcens  every  foil  ; 
 
 Makes  every  region  pleafe  ; 
 The  hozry  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
 And  fmooths  the  boilterous  feat* 
 
 4  Think,  O  my  foul,  devoutly  think, 
 
 Kow  with  affrighted  eyes, 
 Thou  faw'ft  the  wild  extended  deep, 
 In  all  its  horrors  rife. 
 
 5  Confufion  dwelt  in  every  face, 
 
 And  fear  in  every  heart  •, 
 When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulphs  in  gulj 
 O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 
 
 6  Yet  then,  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 
 
 ,e  free  *, 
 Whilft,  in  the  cor/  E  prayi  r, 
 
 My  I  vs'd  on  thee. 
 
 7  The  itorm  was  ] 
 
 client  to  thy  will  •, 
 The  ft  i  that  roar'd  at  thy  command, 
 was  ftiU. 
 
Hymn   107.  81 
 
 In  inidft  of  dangers  and  of  death, 
 
 Thy  good  nets  i'ii  adore  •, 
 I'll  praife  thee  for  thy  mercies  p:fr, 
 And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
 
 (SuppofttT 
 
 ij)gm 
 
 IUI  CVII.     Short  Mtire.        [*>] 
 
 gj    of  the    Gfp;l 
 
 J|"OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 Who  (land  on  Zion's  hill  ; 
 Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
 And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 
 
 2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
 How  glad  the  tidings  are  ! 
 
 Zion  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
 He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  ! 
 
 3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
 That  hear  this  joy  ml  found, 
 
 Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
 And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 
 
 4  How  (defied  are  our  eves, 
 
 Fhat  fee  this  heavenly  light  ! 
 Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
 buz  dy'd  without  the  fight. 
 
 5  The  wa'.chmzn  join  their  voice. 
 And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
 
 Jeru:  5  rth  in  fongs, 
 
 And  defarts  learn  the 
 
 t)  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 
 
 Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
 Let  every  nation  now  behold 
 
 Their  Saviour  and  theii  God. 
 
 7! 
 
Hymn    icS,   icy. 
 
 or 
 
 Erm  CVI1L     Short  Metre.       [* 
 
 TTOW  gracious  and  h*w  #t& 
 JL  JL     Is  our  chaftifing  God  ! 
 
 rich  the  btofforns  a;:d  the  fruit 
 Of  K  EKflg  rod. 
 
 2  H  tt  in  his  hand, 
 Y.Trh  pity  in  his  heart  ; 
 
 That  eVery  ilroke  his  children  feer 
 nd  pegoe  import. 
 
 3  Inltruclcd  &ifc,  we  bow, 
 And  own  thy  fcttreigft  fway  ; 
 
 We  turn 
 To 
 
 4  T  we  feet, 
 
 all  the  bands, 
 igc  our  hearts' 
 
 y  commands. 
 
 5  O  ■ ,  we  con  fen t 
 To  difcij  :i  e  ; 
 
 And  bkl  akc  our  fouls 
 
 £>;:  tletcfy  rhine. 
 
 Tc 
 
 HI 
 Who  (hall  not  fear  thy  name  ! 
 Howjuft  and  true  arc  all  f] 
 
 E  Godj  the  L;;mb  ! 
 
 i  Mo  -'one  than  didj 
 
 From  fin  thou  haft  redeenVd  our  foi 
 And  from  death's  pois'nous  ftingi 
 
Hymn  no,  8^ 
 
 3  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Motes'  hand, 
 
 Th'  Egyptian  hoft  w?3  drown'd  ; 
 But,  in  thy  blood,  our  fouls  are  clenns'd, 
 And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 
 
 4  When  through  the  defart  Ifrael  vrenr, 
 
 With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
 But  thou  haft  giv'n  thy  flefh  to  eat, 
 And  cali'd  it  living  bread. 
 
 5  Mofes  beheld  the  promised  land, 
 
 Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 
 But  thou  (halt  bring  thy  followers  home5 
 To  fee  thy  Father's  face. 
 
 4  Thy  lofty  praife,  O  King  of  faints, 
 Shall  ev'ry  nation  ting  ; 
 To  thee  mail  Jew  and  Gentile  race 
 Their  humble  off'riags  bring. 
 ut   No  parting  wall  (hall  intervene  ; 
 But,  with  united  foiil, 
 Their  voice  ftall  join  in  f  >ngs  of  praiife, 
 Whilfl  endlefs  ages  roi!. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 ipgmn  CX.      Ccmmbn  Metre.      [#] 
 
 Tt>«  Safety  of  the  Church. 
 
 T  JT  OW  honourable  is  the  place 
 JT  i  Where  \re  adoring  ftand  ! 
 Zion,  tbe  glory  of  the  earth, 
 And  beauty  of  the  land. 
 i  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
 The  city  where  we  dwell  *, 
 The  walls',  of  ftrong  falvation  made, 
 Defy  trf  affaults  of  hell. 
 3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 
 The  doors  wide  open  fling  5 
 H 
 
So  Hymn    hi,  122. 
 
 I  liter,  ye  nations,  who  obey 
 The  ltatutes  of  our  Kb 
 
 4  Ileie  fliall  you  taile  unmiiigled  joys 
 
 live  in  pei feci  peace  ; 
 You,  :s!\u  have  known  Jehovah's  name. 
 .ilea  of  his  grac 
 
 5  Trail  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft, 
 
 And  baiiifii  alj  your  fears  \ 
 Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
 Eternal  as  his  years. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JpgnW  CXI.      Commn  Mttrt.       [#] 
 
 HOW  lan°  the  pro  ft  divine, 
 
 To  Abrkh'm  and  his  feed  ! 
 "  Tli  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
 cc  Supplying  all  their  need/' 
 
 2  The  words  of  thy  exterifive  kve 
 
 From  age  to  a^*.  endure  \ 
 The  Angel  i  'riant  proves 
 
 And  feals  the  b     !j    .  >  fare, 
 
 3  Jefus  the  a  lithycon firms, 
 
 To  oui  great  fathers  pvin  ; 
 He  takes  young  children  in  his  arms, 
 And  calls  them  heirs  of  iviv'n. 
 
 4  Our  Gcd  !  how  faithful  are  his  ways  f 
 
 His  love  endures  the  fame  ; 
 Nor  from  the  promife  of  his  grace, 
 Blots  out  the  children's  name. 
 
 ITS- 
 
 :    CXII.      Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 T'je  RJutttfiiun. 
 
 T_X  0^  'ong  ^na^  death  the  tyrant  reign, 
 L    And  triumph  o'er  the  juft  ! 
 
Hymn    113.  87 
 
 "Whilfl.  the  rich  blood  of  martyfs  Q  itfij 
 
 Lies  mingled  with  the  duit  ! 
 
 2  Let  faith  arife  and  climb  the  bilfs, 
 
 The  Saviour  ro  dtictj  ; 
 To  view  big  diftant  chariot  wheels, 
 And  tell  how  fait  they  fly, 
 
 3  Lo,  faith  beholds  the  fcatterM  (hades  ! 
 
 The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears  ! 
 And  the  bright  morning  gently  fpreads 
 Its  blufnes  rouird  the  fpheres. 
 
 4  Faith  fees  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
 
 His  flaming  guards  around  ! 
 The  fkies  divide  to  mak£  him  room, 
 His  trumpet  fh-kes  the  ground. 
 
 £  She  hears  the  voice,  "  ye  dead,  afcife  !° 
 She  fees  the  graves  obey  ! 
 And  waking  faints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
 Salute  th'  expected  day. 
 
 6  They  leave  the  duil,  and  on  the  wing 
 
 Surmount  the  yielding  air  ; 
 In  fhining  garments  meet  their  King, 
 And  bow  before  him  there. 
 
 7  O  !   may  we  then  among  them  (land, 
 
 Cloth'd  in  celeftia!  white  ; 
 The  meanefl  place  at  his  right  hand 
 Gives  infinity  delight. 
 
 V.'atts. 
 
 ^gtUn  CXUI.     Common  Metre,     fjorfc] 
 
 Pardoning  Mercy* 
 
 HOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
 Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
 How  oft  my  erring  thoughts  depart, 
 Forgetful  of  thy  word  ! 
 
S3  Hymn   114. 
 
 2  Yet  fovereign  mercy  cries  u  return/' 
 
 Lord,  at  thy  call,  I  come  *, 
 My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
 O  take  the  wanderer  home. 
 
 3  And  canfl  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive  $ 
 
 And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
 And  thai!  a  pnrdorrd  rebel  live, 
 To  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  love  ? 
 
 4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
 
 Hew  glorious  !   how  divine  ! 
 That  can  to  life  and  blifs  reitorc 
 So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  ! 
 
 5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  forever  free, 
 
 With  rapture  I  adore  \ 
 Lord,  1  devote  mvielf  to  tr^e, 
 
 And  long  to  love  thee  more 
 
 Mr#.  ST**Lfc 
 
 $pmn  CXIV.      Long  Metre.       [£J 
 
 Tit  Gcffel  Ftajl. 
 
 HOW  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  V 
 Thy  table  furnifiYd  from  above  ; 
 The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board  \ 
 The  cup  o'erflows  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews> 
 Were  firil  invited  to  the  feaft  ; 
 We  humbly  take  what  they  re'fufe, 
 And  Gentiles  thy  faivation  tafle. 
 
 We  are  the  poor,  t\\e  blind,  the  lame, 
 And  help  was  far  and  death  was  nigh  \ 
 Yet,  at  the  gofpel  call,  we  came, 
 And  tv'ry  want  receiv'd  fupply. 
 From*  the  highway  that  leads  to  hell, 
 From  paths  cf  darknefs,  and  defpair, 
 
Hymn    115.  89 
 
 Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
 Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefencc  here. 
 
 5  What  Diall  we  pay  our  heav  nly  Friend, 
 Who  left  die  (kf,  his  bled  abode, 
 
 And  did  to  this  low  earth  delcend, 
 To  bring  us  wanderers  back  to  God  ? 
 
 6  Our  everlading  love  is  due 
 
 To  him,  who  pitied  finners  loft  ! 
 And  paid  cur  nmfbm,  whem  lie  knew 
 His  precious  life  mull  be  the  coft. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 IPgttin  CXV.     Common  Metre.     [%] 
 
 Rich   Tiidfutt!  in  earth: n  Vrjjels. 
 
 HOW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  cf  kings  ! 
 Thy  favours  how  divine  ! 
 The  bleffings  which  thy  gofpel  brings, 
 How  fplendidly  they  ihine  ! 
 
 Gold  is  but  drofs  and  gems  but  toys  ; 
 
 Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 
 How  mean  !   when  fet  againil  thofe  joys 
 
 Thy  poorelt  fervants  (hare. 
 Yet  all  theft  treafures  of  thy  grace 
 
 Are  lodg'd  in  unis  of  clay, 
 And  the  weak  fons  of  mortal  race 
 
 Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 
 Feebly  they  lifp  thy  glories  forth, 
 
 Yet  grace  the  vicVry  gives  ; 
 Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth, 
 
 Yet  rtiil  the  gofpel  lives. 
 Such  wonders  power  divine  effects  \ 
 
 Such  trophies  God  can  ran":  ; 
 His  hand  from  Crumbling  dtfft  t reels 
 
 li:*  monuments  of  praife.  * 
 
 tal&nr?  Colfc&ioa, 
 
 H  z 
 
oo  Hymn    116,  i  17, 
 
 Ippmn  CXVI.     Common  Metre      \$\ 
 
 T',  FraUty  and  FoJlj  cf  Man. 
 
 HOW  ihort  and  hafty  is  our  life  ! 
 How  vaft  our  fouls'  affairs  ! 
 Yet  foolifh  mortals  vainly  drive 
 To  laviiii  cut  their  years. 
 %  Our  days  run  thoughtlefsly  along, 
 Without  a  moment's  fiay  ; 
 Tuft  like  a  (tory  or  a  fang, 
 We  pufs  our  lives  away. 
 
 3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 
 
 But  we  march  heedlefs  on  ; 
 And  ever  haiVning  to  the  tomb, 
 Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 
 
 4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fov'reign  grace, 
 
 And  lift  our  thoughts  cm  high  •, 
 That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
 And  fee  falvatjcn  nigh. 
 
 *\?.\TT5. 
 
 J£gmn  CXVII.    Common  Metre.  U  or  s  j 
 
 GccTs  J'jiice  and  Power*     Job.  ij.   2,  ic- 
 
 "OW  fhculd  the  fons  of  Adam's  race 
 Be  juft:  before  their  God  ! 
 If  he  contend  in  righteouinefs, 
 We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 
 3  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
 I'll  make  no  vain  pretence  ^ 
 Not  one  of  all  my  numerous  faults 
 Can  bear  a  juft  defence. 
 3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wife  -, 
 What  vain  prefumers  dare 
 Againft  their  Maker's  power  to  rijV, 
 An4  impious  war  declare, 
 
Hymn   118.  qj 
 
 Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
 
 From  their  old  feats  are  torn  ; 
 He  flukes  the  pillows  of  the  earth, 
 
 And  al!  the  nations  mourn. 
 Through  the  wide  air,  the  mighty  rocks 
 
 Are  fwift  as  hail-ftones  thrown ; 
 Whilft  Etna  pours  with  horrid  fhocks, 
 
 Her  melted  entrails  down. 
 He  bids  the  fun  forbear  to  rife, 
 
 Th'  obedient  fun  forbears  ; 
 His  hand  with  darkneis  fpreads  the  fkie$. 
 
 And  feals  up  all  the  ftars. 
 
 He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  lea, 
 
 And  rides  upon  the  wind  ; 
 No  fleih  can  trace  his  wond'rous  way, 
 
 Nor  his  dark  footftcps  find. 
 Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  lev 'reign  grace 
 
 Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
 The  refuge  of  thy  chofeh  race, 
 
 When  wrath  comes  ruining  down. 
 
 Watts?  with  Variatiop, 
 
 Ippm 
 
 n  CXVI1I.     Com,  Metre.     [*of&] 
 
 the  Gcfpti  Fcjft. 
 
 HOW  hveet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
 With  Chrift  within  the  doors  \ 
 "Here  epcflaftmg  tore  difplays 
 
 The  choice  It  of  her  itores  ! 
 Whilft  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  iorgs 
 
 Jem  to  admire  the  feaft  ; 
 Each  of  us  fay,  with  thankful  tongues, 
 
 "Lord,  why  v. 
 w  Why  was  I  made  to  1  \t  oittj 
 
 "  And  enter  whilft  t:.  :n, 
 
 "When  thoufands  make  a  wretched choicer 
 
 •'•  And  rathei  ftarve  than  come:'* 
 
92 
 
 Hymjn  119. 
 
 'Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feaft, 
 
 Which  gently  drew  us  in  ; 
 Or  we  had  (fill  refus'd  to  taj 
 
 And  perifh'd  in  our  fin. 
 
 Pity  the  nations,  O  our  Lord, 
 
 Compel  the  Jews  to  come  ; 
 Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
 
 And  bring  thy  people  heme. 
 
 We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
 
 That  all  the  chofen  race 
 JVfay,  with  one  voice,  and  he*rt,  and  foul, 
 
 Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fypmn  CX IX.     Particular  Metre.     [*J 
 
 The  B:au*:cs  of  tic  Sfrirg. 
 
 HOW  fweetly  along  the  gay  mead 
 The  daifies  and  cowflips  are  feen  ! 
 The  docks,  as  they  car  ek  {sly  feed, 
 Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green  ! 
 
 2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
 The  herbage  that  fprings  from  the  fod, 
 Trees,  plains,  cooling  fruits  and  fwset  flowers, 
 All  rife  to  the  praife  of  my  God. 
 
 3  Shah  man,  the  threat  matter  of  all, 
 The  only  infeniible  prove  ? 
 Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude^  call, 
 Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 
 
 4  The  Lord  who  fuch  wonders  can  raiie, 
 And  (till  can  deftroy  with  a  nod, 
 
 P*ly  lip^  fli  dl  inceflantiy  praife, 
 My  foul  (hall  rejoice  in  my  God 
 
 \ 
 
Hymn   120,  121. 
 1 — —————— — 
 
 g)tMtm  CXX,      Long  Metre. 
 
 Jujlice. 
 
 IF  high  or  low  our  ftation  be, 
 Of  noble  or  ignoble  name  ; 
 By  uncorrupt  integrity, 
 Thy  bleffing,  Lord?  we  humbly  claim. 
 
 %  The  upright  man  no  want  {hall  fear  \ 
 Thy  providence  fhall  be  his  truit  \ 
 Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
 Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  juft. 
 
 ^  May  v/e,  with  moll  fincere  delight. 
 To  all,  the  teft  of  duty  pay  \ 
 Tender  of  ev'ry  focial  right, 
 Obedient  to  thy  righteous  fway. 
 
 4  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 
 
 In  that  bleft  world,  where  virtue  (hares 
 A  fit  reward  *,  though  not  of  debt, 
 But  what  thy  boundlefs  grace  prepares. 
 
 Reformed  Liturgy. 
 
 Jpgmn  CXXI.     Short  Metn.       ty] 
 
 Companion  and  Forgivenefs. 
 
 I  HEAR  the  voice  of  woe  ! 
 1  hear  a  brother's  fgh  ! 
 Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 
 With  tears  of  love  mine  eye. 
 
 2  I  hear  the  thirfty  cry  ! 
 The  hungry  teg  for  bread  ! 
 
 Then  let  my  fpring  its  ftream  fuppljj. 
 My  hand  its  bounty  fhed. 
 
 3  The  debtor  humbly  fues, 
 Who  would,  but  cannot  pay  \ 
 
 And  (hall  I  lenity  refufe, 
 Who  need  it  ev'ry  day  ? 
 
94  •  MN   122. 
 
 4  Shall  no:  my  wrath  refcnt, 
 
 T\  uch'd  by  that  I 
 My  brother  crying,  "  I 
 
 "Noi  .i  !** 
 
 5  If  not,  how  fly. 
 Appear  before  thy  face, 
 
 Great  God,  and  how  j  e  prayer 
 
 Fcr  thy  forgiving  grace  ? 
 
 6  They  who  forgive,  : 
 
 [(Eon,  in  tli  it  day, 
 
 When  all  the  merciful  and  k 
 Thy  pity  fhall  repay, 
 
 7  But  all  who  here  below 
 Mercy  refute  to  grant, 
 
 Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know, 
 When  mercy  rnoft  :h: 
 
 Ekfieid. 
 
 Jj)gmn  CX XII.     C  mmon  Metre.     [#] 
 
 tbt  G*frsL 
 
 I'M  not  aiham-d  to  own  my  Lord, 
 Or  to  defend  his  caufe ; 
 Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
 The  glory  of  his  crofs. 
 
 2  Jefus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 
 
 His  name  is  all  my  truft  \ 
 Nor  will  he  put  my  foal  to  fharne, 
 Nor  let  my  hop^  be  loft. 
 
 3  Firm  as  his  thro:  omife  (lands, 
 
 And  he  can  well  fee u re 
 What  I've  committed  to  hi 
 Till  •  hour. 
 
 4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlei 
 
 Before  1 
 
Hym\-    123,  124.  95 
 
 And  in  the  New  Jerufalem 
 
 Appoint  :  l  place. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 tnnim  CXXIII.      Short  Metre.      [*orb] 
 
 7"?  tout  tf  Tin 
 
 IMPOSTURE  (brinks  from  light, 
 And  dreads  the  curious  eye  •, 
 But  Chriftian  truths  the  teft  invite, 
 They  bid  us  fearch  and  try. 
 
 2  A  meek  inquiring  mind, 
 Lord,  help  us  to  maint    .s.  ; 
 
 That  growing  knowledge  We  may  find, 
 And  growing  virtue  gain. 
 
 3  With  underftanding  bleft, 
 Created  to  be  free, 
 
 Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  reft, 
 Subject  to  'one  but  thee. 
 
 4  Give  us  the  light  v 
 
 Our  rnincte  wish  knowledge  fill  ; 
 From  noxious  error*  guard  our  creed, 
 From  prejudice,  our  will. 
 
 q;  The  truth  thou  (halt  impart, 
 May  we  with  firmnefs  own  ; 
 
 Abhorring  each  evafive  art, 
 And  fearing  thee  alone. 
 
 DODDRIDC*. 
 
 ipjmn  CXXIY\     Common  Metre.     [g] 
 
 INDULGENT  Father,  How  divine, 
 How  bright  thy  glories  are  ! 
 Through  nature's  ample  round  they  fhine, 
 Thy  goodnefs  to  declare. 
 
96  IFIymn   125. 
 
 2  But,  in  the  nobler  work  of  grace, 
 
 What  winning*  mercy  fm'ues 
 In  my  divine  Redeemers  face, 
 And  ev'ry  fear  beguiles. 
 
 3  Such  wonderr,,  Lord,  while  I  furvey, 
 
 To  thee,  my  thanks  fhall  ri; 
 "When  morning  ufhers  in  the  day, 
 Or  evening  veils  the  ikies. 
 
 4  When  glimmering  life  refigns  its  flamcj 
 
 Thy  praifc  {hall  tune  my  breath  ; 
 The  fweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
 Shall  gild  the  fhades  of  death. 
 
 5  But,  O  how  blell  my  fong  (hail  life* 
 
 When  freed  from  feeble  clay  *, 
 And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes, 
 In  one  eternal  day  ! 
 
 6  Not  feraphs  who  refcund  thy  name 
 
 Through  the  etherial  plains, 
 Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame, 
 Or  raife  fublimer  drains. 
 
 .t^ ; 1 1 , -> 
 
 J0J)mn  CXXV.     Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 An  Evening  Hymn, 
 
 INDULGENT  God,  whofe  bounteous  care, 
 Orer  alL  thy  works  is  mown, 
 O  let  my  grateful  praife  and  prayer 
 Arife  before  thy  throne. 
 
 I  What  mercies  has  this  day  beftow'd  * 
 How  largely  halt  thou  blert  ! 
 My  cup  with  plenty  overflowed, 
 With  cheerfulnefs  my  bread. 
 
 3  Now  may  foft  {lumbers  clofe  my  eyefy 
 From  pain  and  fiskaefs  free  \ 
 
Hymn    126.  97 
 
 And  let  my  waking  thoughts  aril.*, 
 To  meditate  o**.  n 
 4  Thus  blefs  each  future  day  and  nighty 
 Till  life's  vain  icene  is  o'er  ; 
 And  thsn,  to  realms  of  encilefs  light, 
 O  let  my  fpirit  foar. 
 
 I.>xrpool  Coll.e&Icxn, 
 
 Jl)J)mn  CXXVL     Car.mcn  Metre.     Q>] 
 
 Looking  to  Him  iiLow  ice  have  pierced^ 
 
 INFINITE  grief !  amazing  woe  ! 
 Behold  our  bleeding  Lord  *, 
 Hell  and  the  Jews  contp  ir'd  his  death. 
 And  us'd  the  Roman  fword. 
 
 2  O,  the  {harp  pangs  of  pain  and  grief, 
 
 That  our  Redeemer  bore  !■ 
 When  fcourging  whips  and  pointed  thorn* 
 His  facred  body  tore  ! 
 
 3  But  fcourging  whips  and  pointed  thorns 
 
 In  vain  do  we  accuie  ! 
 In  vain  we  blame,  the  Roman  bands* 
 And  the  more  fplteful  Jews. 
 
 4  Our  fins,  alas,  our  cruel  fins, 
 
 His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
 Each  of  our  crimen  btcame  a  ru:::f 
 And  unbelief  the  fpear. 
 
 5  Strike,  mighty  grace,  our  flinty  fouls* 
 
 Till  melting  waters  flow ; 
 And  deep  contrition  downpour  eyes, 
 
 In  undifiembled  woe.  Watt:* 
 
 6  But  flowing  tears  cannot  fufnce, 
 
 To  make  repentance  fure  ; 
 Then  let  our  hearts  be  purify'd, 
 
 As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure,  (AJJcJ.; 
 
98  Hymn  127,  128. 
 
 g>!>mn  CXXVII.      .  \letre.    [*orb] 
 
 Bjpt'fm    cy    I*  merjfn. 
 
 IN   fuch  a  grave  as  d 
 The  meek  Redeemer  lay, 
 When  he  our  fouls  to  lcc k  and  lave, 
 '  Learn'd  humbly  to  c: 
 
 2  See,  how  the  fpotlefs  Lamb 
 feendfi  into  the  (treai   , 
 
 And  teaches  us  to  imitate 
 What  him  fo  well  became. 
 
 3  Let  Tinners  wafh  away 
 Their  fms  of  crirni 
 
 Bury'd  with  him,  theii  v  licit  fins 
 •  II  in  obln 
 
 4  Rife,  and  afcend  \v 
 
 A  heavenly  life  to  lead  *, 
 Who  came  to  ranfom  guilty  m£n 
 :  of  the  ck 
 
 5  L  rd,  fee  *  rs  ! 
 
 T  ' 
 $p:ak,  te  heart  fiiaU  live  ; 
 
 6  i  ith  that  mi 
 
 V,  hich  (hall  herearr  I       read 
 Its  fummonS  thr:  rarth  and  fea, 
 
 To  raife  the  fl  cad. 
 
 Stennf.t. 
 
 fppmnCXXVIII.  Common  Metre.  [*«r|>] 
 
 God  our  Porfiom.     Pfalm  i».  6.  ~. 
 
 IN  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 
 For  true  fubftamial  good  ; 
 Whilft  earth  confines  their  low  dwiires, 
 They  live  on  airy  food. 
 
Hymn    129.  99 
 
 2  lllufive  dreams  of  happinefs 
 
 Their  eager  thoughts  employ  ; 
 They  wake,  convinced  their  boafted  blifs 
 Was  viiicnary  joy. 
 
 3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bellows, 
 
 Can  fiJl  the  craving  mind  ; 
 Its  higheit  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
 And  leave  a  fting  behind. 
 
 4  Be  gone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 
 
 I  feek  fome  folid  good  ! 
 
 To  real  blifs  my  wanes  rife, 
 
 The  favour  of  my  God. 
 
 5  To  thee,  my  God,  my  foul  afpires  -, 
 
 Difpel  thefe  (hades  of  night  ; 
 Enlarge  2nd  fill  thefe  vaft  defires 
 With  infinite  delight. 
 
 6  Immortal  joy  thy  fmiles  impart, 
 
 Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray  ; 
 One  glimpfe  of  thee  will  glad  my  heart, 
 And  turn  my  night  to  day. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 t  ■■    ■  ■  .    1    . — _ — ■ 
 
 |)gmnCXXIX.    Common  Metre.    [«ort)] 
 
 The    Covenant   of  Grace. 
 
 IN  vain  we  lavifli  out  our  lives, 
 To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
 The  choicefi  bit-flings  earth  can  yield 
 Will  ftaive  a  hungry  mind. 
 
 %  But  God  can  every  want  fupply, 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  *, 
 J3e  gives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
 The  riches  of  his  grace. 
 
too  Hymn   i  m 
 
 F 
 
 3  Pardon  he  fp^aks  to  contrite  fouls, 
 
 This  is  the  joyful  found, 
 44  Your  fins  fhall  fink  ixneath  the  iea, 
 u  And  fhall  no  more  be  found. 
 
 4  M  And  left  pollution  fliould  o'erfpread 
 
 44  Your  inward  powers  again, 
 W  My  fpirit  dial  I  bedew  your  fouls, 
 44  Like  purifying  rain. 
 
 5  u  Your  fiony  hearts  I'll  take  away, 
 
 44  That  will  not  be  refm'd  \ 
 "  And  put  within  you  tender  heart*, 
 44  To  my  bleft  will  inclin'd. 
 
 6  u  On  them  my  Spirit  fhall  engrave 
 
 44  The  precepts  of  my  law  ^ 
 "  And  by  the  gentle  cords  of  love 
 44  Your  willing  fouls  fhall  draw." 
 
 7  Lord,  we  receive  thy  pard'ning  grace, 
 
 We  yield  to  thy  commands  \ 
 Thou  art  our  God,  and  we  are  thine, 
 In  everlafling  bands. 
 
 Watts,  with  Variation  and  Addition. 
 
 fpgmn  CXXX.     tmg  Metre.      [*  or  b} 
 
 Cbriji  the   Way  to   Gcd. 
 
 IN  vain  would  boafting  reafon  find 
 The  way  to  happiness  and  God  ; 
 Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
 Bewilder'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 
 
 2  Jefus,  no  other  name  but  thine, 
 Is  giv'n  by  everlafling  love, 
 
 To  lead  our  fouls  to  joys  divine  ; 
 No  other  name  will  God  approve. 
 
 3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
 Qn  thefe,  my  tainting  fpirit  lives  , 
 
Hymn   131.  ioi 
 
 Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
 Than  all  the  power  of  nature  gives. 
 
 4  To  whom  but  thee  fhall  mortals  go, 
 To  find  the  true  and  living  way, 
 
 That  leads  us  through  this  world  of  woe 
 To  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day. 
 
 5  Here  let  my  condant  feet  abide, 
 Nor  from  the  heavenly  way  depart  ! 
 Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide, 
 Direct  my  fteps,  and  rule  my  heart. 
 
 6  In  thee,  my  great  il    igbty  Friend, 
 
 My  fafety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  -y 
 On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
 Tor  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 ipjrmn   CXXXI.       Long  Metre.        [5 
 
 The   Bltjftng  cf  the    Gofpcl. 
 
 JN  various  forms,  to  faints  of  old, 
 JL    God  did  his  mind  and  will  unfold  ; 
 But  Chrilt,  commiilion'd  from  above, 
 Hath  now  revcal'd  his  grace  and  love. 
 
 2  We  read  the  volume  of  thy  word, 
 That  book  of  life,  that  true  record  ; 
 The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
 la  by  this  fare  conveyance  given. 
 
 3  His  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  expreft  , 
 Abie  to  make  us  wife  and  bled  \ 
 
 His  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
 Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 
 
 4  We  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
 
 For  his  rich  grace  and  boundiefs  love  \ 
 Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
 A:;u  every  nation  blefs  the  Lord. 
 
 I  2  Liverpool  Co!!..: 
 
102         Hymn   132,  133. 
 
 :m  CXXXll.     Common  Metre.     C*j 
 
 Pra'fe  for  Creation  and  Providence. 
 
 I  SING  the  mighty  power  of  God, 
 That  made  the  mountains  rife  ; 
 That  fpread  the  flowing  feas  abroad, 
 And  built  the  lofty  ikies. 
 
 2  I  fing  the  wifdom  that  ordain'd 
 
 The  fun  to  rule  the  day  •, 
 The  moon  fliines  full  at  his  command, 
 And  all  the  itars  obey. 
 
 3  I  fing  the  goodnefs  of  the  Lord* 
 
 That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  : 
 He  form'd  the  creatures  by  his  word, 
 And  then  proncune'd  them  good. 
 
 4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  difplay'd, 
 
 Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  ! 
 If  I  furvey  the  ground  I  tread, 
 Or  gaze  upon  the  iky  ! 
 
 5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 
 
 But  makes  thy  glories  known  -, 
 The  clouds  arife  and  tempefts  blow, 
 By  order  from  thy  throne. 
 
 6  Creatures,  as  num'rous  as  they  be, 
 
 Are  fubjett  to  thy  care  ; 
 There's  not  a  place  where  we  caa  flee, 
 But  God  is  prefect  there. 
 
 Wattb. 
 
 Ipgnm  CX XXIII.     Common  Metre.    [*J 
 
 CbriR  fre^icis  in   Life  and  1> 
 
 ESUS,  I  love  thy  glorious  name  *, 
 Tia  mafic  to  my  ear  \ 
 y-c\\\  would  1  found  it  out  \o  loud, 
 That  hen  eottb  might  hej»r. 
 
Hymn   134.  103 
 
 2  Yes,  thcu  art  precious  to  my  Ibul, 
 
 My  treafure  and  my  truft  ; 
 Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
 And  gold  is  fordid  duft. 
 
 3  AH  my  capacious  powers  can  wiln, 
 
 In  thee  doth  richly  meet  ; 
 Not  to  my  eyes  is  light  fo  dear, 
 Nor  friend ihip  hair  fo  fweet. 
 
 4  Thy  grace  ft  ill  dwells  upon  my  heart, 
 
 And  fheds  its  fragrance  there  \ 
 The  ricfieft  balm  of  all  its  wouifcis, 
 The  cordial  of  its  care. 
 
 5  Fil  (peak  the  honours  of  thy  name 
 
 Wttfi  my  laft  labouring  breath  -, 
 Then,  fpeedhlefs,  give  my  foul  to  thee, 
 The  antidote  of  death. 
 
 DOQCXIDGE, 
 
 ^jpmn  CXXXIV.    Long  Metre.    E#orfc] 
 
 'Tie    Alerxjtial  'f  ckt   uc-fent   Lord. 
 
 JESUS  is  gone  above  the  iky, 
 Where  our  weak  fenfei  reach  him  not  •, 
 And  carnal  objects  court  our  eye, 
 To  thruit  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
 
 2  He  knows  whr.t  wandering  hearts  we  have, 
 How  weak  our  faith  and  hope  might  prove  ; 
 And,  to  refrvih  our  mind,  he  gave 
 
 This  kind  memorial  of  his  love. 
 
 3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread, 
 With  his  own  ritfh  and  dying  blood  ; 
 "We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 
 
 And  tafte  the  wine,  and  blefs  our  God. 
 
 4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 
 And  earth  grow  kfs  in  cur  efteem  \ 
 
104  Hymn   135. 
 
 Chrift  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
 And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 
 
 5   Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
 1  Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place  ; 
 That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
 And  live  forever  near  his  face. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 |j)gmn-CXXXV.  Common  Metre.  [*orfe] 
 
 Relieving    Cbr'ijl  in   his    Saints. 
 
 JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
 Thy  bounties,  how  complete  ! 
 How  fhall  I  count  the  matchlefs  fum  ? 
 How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 
 
 2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light, 
 Doft  thou  exalted  fhine  *, 
 What  can  my  poverty  beftow 
 When  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 
 
 Q  But  thou  haft  brethren  here  below, 
 Partakers  of  thy  grace  5 
 And  wilt  confefs  their  humble  names 
 Before  thy  Father's  face. 
 
 4  In  them  thou  may'ft  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
 
 And  vifited  and  cheerM  ; 
 And,  in  their  accents  of  diftrefs, 
 My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
 
 5  Thy  face,  with  revVence  and  with  love 
 
 1  in  thy  poor  would  ice  ; 
 Lord,  I  would  rather  brg  my  bread, 
 Than  hold  it  back  from  the:. 
 
 DCDDKIDZZ. 
 
Hymn   136,  137.  105 
 
 JJ)gmn  CXXXVI.    Common  Metre.    £*] 
 
 Jt.Jsrrpticn. 
 
 JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
 Whom  heavenly  powers  obey, 
 The  bofom  of  his  Father  left, 
 And  enter'd  human  clay. 
 
 2  Into  our  finful  world  he  came, 
 
 The  meflenger  of  grace  j 
 And  on  the  curled  tree  expir'd, 
 A  victim  in  our  place. 
 
 3  Tranfgrefibrs  of  the  deepefl  flain, 
 
 In  him  falvation  find ; 
 His  blood  removes  the  fouled  guilty 
 His  Spirit  heais  the  mind. 
 
 4  Oar  Jefus  faves  from  {in  and  death, 
 
 His  promiies  are  lure  •, 
 And  on  this  rock  our  fouls  may  reft, 
 Immoveably  fecure. 
 
 5  O  let  thefe  tidings  be  receiv'd 
 
 With  univerial  j0y  . 
 And  let  the  high  angelic  praife 
 Our  tuneful  powers  employ. 
 
 6  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son, 
 
 To  bear  our  ihame  and  pain  $ 
 Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  man, 
 Through  all  fucceffion  reign. 
 
 Gibbons. 
 
 Jpjmm  CXXXVII.      Long  Metre.      [*;] 
 
 *Tbc   Union    of  Curif.    and  bis    Churil, 
 
 JESUS,  thou  everlalting  King, 
 Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bri; 
 Accept  the  well  defervM  renown, 
 Aiid  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 
 
io6  Hymn  138. 
 
 2  Let  every  a£t  of  homage  be 
 Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  \ 
 Like  the  bleit  hour,  when  from  above 
 We  firft  recciv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 
 
 3  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 
 
 Our  hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  flay  j 
 Let  not  our  faith  forfoke  its  hold, 
 Nor  comfort  link,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
 
 4  May  every  minute,  as  it  flies, 
 Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys, 
 Till  we  are  raisM  to  fmg  thy  name, 
 At  the  great  flipper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 IppmnCXXXVIll.  Com.  Metre.  [*or&;| 
 
 The  cpnpajponjite  Call  of  Cbrifl.      Matt,  xxiii.  37,  jfc. 
 
 JESUS,  the  friend  of  Tinners,  calls, 
 With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
 And  warns  them  of  the  dang'rous  foes 
 That  all  around  them  rife. 
 
 2  "  Fly  to  the  refuge  of  my  arms, 
 
 M  And  dwell  fecure  from  fear  ; 
 "  No  enemy  fhall  pluck  you  hence, 
 "  No  weapon  wound  you  here." 
 
 3  With  anxious  heart,  the  parent  bird 
 
 Thus  calls  her  offspring  round  ; 
 When  furious  vultures  bent  the  air, 
 And  ilaughter  ftains  the  ground. 
 
 4  The  trembling  brood,  by  nature  taught, 
 
 Fly  to  the  known  retreat ; 
 Beneath  her  downy  wings  are  fafe, 
 And  find  the  fhelter  fweet. 
 
 5  Shall  men,  alas  !  more  thpughtlcf9  men, 
 
 Jlefufc  to  lend  an  e<'r  •, 
 
Hymn   139,  140.  107 
 
 Their  only  re  Uy  ihun, 
 
 And  rather  die  than  hear  ? 
 
 6  No,  let  us  take  the  ofFer'd  grace, 
 Left  we  his  wrath  inflame  j 
 For  bled  are  they  who  put  their  trufl 
 In  his  almighty  name. 
 
 A'tered  from  DoDDRirGe. 
 
 fpgfnn  CXXXIX.  Common  Metre.  [*«H 
 
 Cbtiji   tui    Held   of  bis    Cbutcb. 
 
 JESUS,  we  fing  thy  rnatchlefa  grace, 
 That  calls  fuch  worms  thy  own  \ 
 Gives  us  among  thy  faints  a  place, 
 And  brings  us  near  thy  throne. 
 
 2  When  join'd  to  thee,  our  vital  head, 
 
 Our  virtues  grow  and  thrive  •, 
 From  thee  divided  each  is  dead, 
 Though  it  may  feem  alive. 
 
 3  Thy  faints  on  earth,  and  thofe  above 
 
 AM  join  in  fweet  accord  ; 
 The  body  one,  in  mutual  love, 
 And  thou  our  common  Lord. 
 
 4  O  may  our  humble  faith  receive 
 
 Thy  Spirit  with  delight  ; 
 Then  time  and  death  in  vain  {hall  drive 
 The  bond  to  disunite. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 5>gUm  CXL.      Hallelujah  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Tbe    Ojjices   and  Names    t>f  Cbtiji. 
 
 JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
 Of  wifdom  and  of  po^ver 
 That  ever  mortals  knew, 
 That  ever  angels  bore  •, 
 
io8  Hymn   14a. 
 
 All  are  too  mean       To  fpeak  his  worth, 
 Or  fet  Immanuel's     Glory  forth. 
 
 2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 
 
 Our  fouls  would  blefs  thy  name  j 
 
 By  thee,  the  joyful  news 
 
 Of  our  falvation  came. 
 The  joyful  news       Of  fins  forgiv'n, 
 Of  hell  fubdu'd,        And  peace  with  Heav'rw 
 
 3  Jefus  our  great  High-Prieft 
 Hath  ihed  his  blood ,  and  died  \ 
 Our  guiltj  conference  feeks 
 No  facrifice  befi 
 
 bipod         Did  once  a,tone, 
 And  now  he  pleach       Before  the  throne, 
 
 4  Our  great  almighty  Lord, 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
 Thy  fceptre  and  thy  fword, 
 Thy  reigning  grace  we  fing. 
 
 s  the  power,         Behold  we  fit, 
 Thy  willing  captives,       At  thy  fee^. 
 
 5  We  hear  our  &J>epherd\t  voice, 
 His  watchful  eyes  (hall  keep 
 Our  wandering  fouls  among 
 Ten  thoufands  of  his  fheep. 
 
 He  feeds  his  flock,      He  knpws  their  names, 
 His  bofom  bears  The  tender  lambs. 
 
 6  Should  the  proud  hoft  of  death, 
 And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
 Put  their  mod  dreadful  forms 
 Of  rage  and  malice  on, 
 
 We  {hall  be  fafe,       For  Chrift  difpiay* 
 Superior  power,         Ana  guardian  grace. 
 
 Wait*, 
 
Htrttf   14  j.  109 
 
 jj)gmil  CXLI.      Common  Metre.     [*or^] 
 
 KEEP  filence,  all  created  things, 
 An3  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ! 
 My  foul  Itands  h  ;■  whilft  {he  fings 
 
 The  honours  of  her  G   .! 
 
 1  Life,  death*  and  hell,  anl  worlds  unknown 
 
 Han^  on  his  firm  decree  -f 
 He  fits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
 Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
 
 3  Before  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 
 
 With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 
 With  every  angel's  form  and  h2c, 
 Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
 
 4  His-  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
 
 And  makes  his  counfels  fnine  ; 
 Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  itroke 
 Fulfils  fome  kind  deh^n, 
 
 5  Mere  he  exalts  negle&ed  worms 
 
 To  fceptres  and  a  crown  •, 
 And  then  the  following  page  he  turns* 
 And  treads  the  monarch  down. 
 
 6  No  creature  affes  the  re?. ion  why, 
 
 Nor  <3>od  the  peafon  gives  •, 
 
 No  favourite  angel  dares  to  pry 
 
 Between  the  folded  leave?. 
 
 7  My  God,  I  would  not  wifh  to  fee 
 
 My  fate  with  curious  eyes  *, 
 
 What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  mer 
 Or  what  bright  fcenes  ma} 
 
 2  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace 
 
 May  1  but  find  my  name,     . 
 K 
 
iio  Hymn   142. 
 
 Recorded,  in  fome  humble  place, 
 Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpl)iim  CXL1I.     Common  Metre.     [H 
 
 Tb;    Scriptures. 
 
 LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
 I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord  \ 
 Lor  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears 
 But  in  thy  holy  word. 
 
 2  The  vc  race 
 
 Does  ail  my  grief  afiua 
 There  I  bfehold  my  Saviour's  face 
 In  every  facte 
 
 ;  This  is  the  Held  where  hidden  lies 
 i  pearl]  01  price  unknown  ; 
 -  he  who  wifelj  tries 
 To  make  that  pearl  his  own, 
 
 4  Here  Imi  lows, 
 
 To  Walh  me  from  my  fin  ; 
 Here  the  fait  tree  of  knowledge  grcv  i, 
 _  Si  dwells  therein. 
 
 5  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  ftrife, 
 
 Where  lenie  and  reafon  fail  •, 
 My  guide  to  eveflafting  111 
 Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 
 
 6  May  thy  wife  counfels,  O  my  God, 
 
 ;  feet  command  j 
 x  the  happy  road, 
 That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
 
 Watts,  v. 
 
Hymn    143.  111 
 
 Jpgmil  CXLIII.   Common  Metre.  [*  or  |>] 
 
 In  a  Thunder   Storm  y 
 
 LET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 
 To  fhelt'ring  caverns  fly, 
 And  juftly  dread  the  vengeful  fate 
 Which  thunders  through  the  iky  : 
 
 2  Prote&ed  by  that  hand,  whofe  law 
 
 The  threatening  ftorms  obey, 
 Intrepid  virtue  fmiles  fecure, 
 As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 
 
 3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom^ 
 
 The  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
 It  views  the  fame  all-gracious  Power 
 Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 
 
 4  Through  nature's  ever  varying  fce^ie, 
 
 By  different  ways  purfu'd, 
 The  one  eternal  end  of  Heav'n 
 Is  univerfal  good. 
 
 5  With  like  beneficent  effect, 
 
 O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
 As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
 And  blufhes  in  the  rofe. 
 
 6  When  through  creation's  vaft  expanfe3 
 
 The  lad  dread  thunders  roll, 
 Untune  the  concord  of  the  fpheres, 
 And  make  the  guilty  foul  : 
 
 *7  Unmov'd,  may  we  the  final  ftorm 
 Of  jarring  worlds  furvcy, 
 That  ufhers  in  the  tranquil  morn 
 Qf  eyerlafiing  day. 
 
 Mrs.  Caitzju 
 
U2  Hymn   144. 
 
 Jjjgnm  CXLIV.     Common  Metre.     [«3 
 
 Its   Goffd  Invitation. 
 
 LET  every  mortal  ear  aitend, 
 And  every  heart  rejoice  y 
 The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  (bunds, 
 With  an  inviting  voice. 
 
 2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  ftarving  fouls, 
 
 Who  feed  upon  the  wind  * 
 And  vainly  drive  with  earthly  toys 
 To  fill  th'  immortal  mind  ! 
 
 3  Eternal  Wifdom  hns  propar'd 
 
 A  foul  reviving  feait  ; 
 And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
 The  rich  pruvifion  tade. 
 
 4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  dreams, 
 
 And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
 Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft 
 With  dreams  that  never  dry. 
 
 5  Riveis  of  love  and  mercy  here 
 
 In  a  rich  ocean  join  *, 
 Salvation  in  abundance  flows. 
 Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 
 
 6  O  Lord,  the  treafures  of  thy  love 
 
 Ate  deep,  uniathom'd  mines  *, 
 Deep  as  our  helplefs  miseries  are, 
 And  boundkil  a:»  cur  hns. 
 
 7  The  happy  gr.tes  of  g/bfpe!  grace 
 
 Stand  open  night  rod 
 We  humbly  feck  tl.at  rich  fupply 
 That  drives  our  wants,  s*w«iy« 
 
Hymn   145,  146.  113 
 
 J!)tmm  CXLV.     Long  Metre.     [*or&] 
 
 True   Charity, 
 
 LET  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
 Their  fervours  and  their  faith  proclaim  \ 
 If  charity  be  wanting  itill, 
 The  reft  is  but  a  founding  name. 
 
 2  Patient  and  meek  fhe  fuffers  long, 
 And  flowly  her  refentments  rife  ; 
 Soon  {he  forgets  the  greateit  wrong, 
 And  foon  the  angry  paflion  dies. 
 
 3  She  envies  none  their  better  ftate, 
 
 But  makes  her  neighbour's  blifs  her  own  ^ 
 Nor  vaunts  herfelf  with  mind  elate, 
 But  ftill  a  modeft  air  puts  on. 
 
 4  Her  neighbour's  infamy  and  ill 
 To  her  no  entertainment  give  ; 
 She's  pleas'd  to  fee  him  profper  flil!, 
 And  ftill  in  good  repute  to  live. 
 
 j  This  is  the  grace  that  reigns  on  high, 
 And  will  forever  brightly  burn, 
 When  hope  (hall  in  enjoyment  die, 
 And  faith  to  intuition  turn.  Smart. 
 
 !P2nln  CXLVI.      Long  Metre.      [#] 
 
 The  Cotiqueji  of  M'icLjcI  ever  thi  Dtagon. 
 
 LET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fins 
 The  wars  of  heaven,  when  Michael  flood. 
 
 Appointed  by  th'  eternal  King, 
 To  fight  the  battles  of  our  God. 
 
 2  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hoft, 
 The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail ; 
 In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boa  ft, 
 Their  courage  finks,  their  weapons  fail, 
 K2 
 
H4  Hymn   147. 
 
 ■ ■ ■ r W 
 
 3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thro-    , 
 Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 
 Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  Mown, 
 And  £hook  the  dreadful  deepe  of  "hdl. 
 
 4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  paft, 
 Chjifl  hath  aflum'd  his  reigning  power  \ 
 Behold  the  great  accufer  call 
 
 Down  from  the  ikies  to  rife  no  more. 
 
 $  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
 Thine  armies  trod  the  dragon  down  ; 
 'Twas  by  thy  word  and  powerful  name, 
 They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 
 
 6  Rejoice,  ye  heavens,  let  every  ftar 
 Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  J 
 Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heavenly  war, 
 Raife  your  Deliverer's  name  on  high. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JDgmn  CXLVII.  Common  Metre.  [***b] 
 
 frail  Bodies,  and   GjJ  our  Prcf-rto:rn 
 
 LET  others  boaft  how  ilrong  they  be, 
 Nor  death  nor  dinger  fear  •, 
 But  we'll  confefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
 What  feeble  things  we  are. 
 
 2  Frefh  as  the  grafi,  our  bodies  (land, 
 
 And  flour ilh  bright  and  gay  ; 
 A  blading  wind  forceps  o'er  the  land, 
 And  fades  the  grafs  away. 
 
 3  Our  flefh  contains  a  thoufand  fprings, 
 
 And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
 Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thoufand  ftrings 
 Should  keep  in  tune  io  kmg  ! 
 
 4  But  'tis  our  God  fupports  our  frame, 
 
 The  God  who  trwde  us  fir  It  j 
 
Hymn    148,   149.  113 
 
 Salvation  to  fib'  almighty  Name 
 That  rear'd  us  from  the  uuft. 
 
 5  Whilft  we  have  breath,  or  ufe  our  tongues, 
 Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
 His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
 Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fpinmt  CXLVI1I.  Short  Metre.    [*  or  % 
 
 CathAocifm. 
 
 LET  party  names  no  more 
 The  Chriitian  world  o'erfpread  ; 
 Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free 
 Are  one  in  Chriil  their  head. 
 
 2  Among  the  faints  on  earth. 
 Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
 
 Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 
 With  mutual  bleffings  crown'd. 
 
 3  Let  envy,  chi]d  of  hell, 
 Be  banith'd  far  away  ; 
 
 Thofe  mould  in  ftricrxit  friendfliip  dwell, 
 Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 
 
 4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
 Refembie  that  above  \ 
 
 Where  ftreams  of  pleafure  always  flow, 
 And  every  heart  is  love. 
 
 Beddome# 
 
 JJ)gmn  CXLIX.  Common  Metre.    [*or>] 
 
 Charity  greater  than  Faith  or  Hupt* 
 
 LET  Pharifees  of  high  efteern, 
 Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
 All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
 If  love  be  wanting  there. 
 
nb  Hymn   150. 
 
 2  Love  fullers  long  with  patient  eye, 
 
 Nor  is  provok'd  in  haite  •, 
 
 She  lets  the  prefent  inj'ry  die, 
 
 And  long  forgets  the  paft. 
 
 3  Malice  and  rage,  thofe  fires  of  hell, 
 
 She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
 
 Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
 
 Though  fhc  endures  the  wrong. 
 
 4  She  ne'er  defires  r.or  feeks  to  know 
 
 The  fcandals  of  the  time  \ 
 Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thofe  below, 
 Nor  envies  thofe  who  climb. 
 
 5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 
 
 To  feek  her  neighbour's  good  *, 
 So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
 And  fave  us  by  his  blood. 
 
 6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 
 
 In  the  blell  realms  above  ; 
 There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
 But  faints  forever  love. 
 
 Watt  s. 
 
 IpgmnQL.      Common  Mure.     [8  or ','} 
 
 Sincerity. 
 
 ET  thofe  who  bear  the  chriftian  name 
 Their  prornifes  fulfil ; 
 
 The  faints,  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
 Are  men  of  honour  (till. 
 
 2  True  to  the  folemn  oaths  they  take, 
 
 Though  to  their  hurt  they  fwear  ; 
 Conftant  and  juft  to  all  the] 
 For  God  and  angels  hear. 
 
 3  Still  with  their  lips,  their  hearts  agree, 
 
 Nor  flattering  words  devif- 
 
Hymn   151.  117 
 
 Tkey  know  the  God  of  truth  can  fee 
 
 Through  every  falfe  difgiuie. 
 They  hate  the  appearance  of  a  lie, 
 
 In  all  the  fhapes  it  wears  j 
 And  God  has  promis'd,  when  they  die^ 
 
 Eternal  life  is  theirs. 
 Lo,  from  afar  the  Lord  descends, 
 
 And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
 He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends^ 
 
 Rife  and  pofiefs  their  crown. 
 
 Wat* 
 
 Jpgmn  GLI.    Common  Metre.    [$<pb] 
 
 The  Bread  of  L;fs.     John  vi.  49,  54. 
 
 LET  us  adore  th'  Eternal  Word, 
 1  lis  he  our  fouls  hath  fed  ; 
 Thou  art  our  living  ftream,  O  Lord, 
 And  thou  th/  immortal  bread. 
 
 The  manna  came  from  lower  fkies  5 
 
 But  Jefus  from  above, 
 Where  the  frefh  fprings  of  pleafure  rife, 
 
 And  rivers  flow  with  love. 
 
 The  ancient  fathers  died  at  lafr, 
 
 Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  ; 
 Bur  thefe  provisions  which  we  tafte 
 
 Can  raife  us  from  the  dead. 
 
 Bleft  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  fie  flu 
 
 To  noun  in  dying  men  ; 
 And  often  (breads  nis  tab»e  frefli, 
 
 Left  we  mould  faint  again. 
 
 Our  fouls  (ball  draw  their  heavenly  breath, 
 
 While  Jefus  finds  fupplirs  ; 
 Nor  (hall  our  graces  fink  to  death, 
 
 For  Jefu*  never  dies. 
 
1 1 S  Hymn    152, 
 
 6  Daily  our  mortal  flefh  decays, 
 But  Chriit  our  life  (hall  come  ; 
 And  by  his  mighty  power  fhall  raife 
 Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 Ipimfn  CLH.     Common  Metre      [!>] 
 
 0*  the  Jail  cf  a  Child. 
 
 LIFE  is  a  fpan,  a  fleeting  hour, 
 How  foon  the  vapour  flies  ! 
 Man  is  a  tender  tranfient  flower, 
 That  in  the  blooming  dies. 
 
 t  Death  fpreads,  like  winter,  frozen  arms. 
 And  beauty  fmiles  no  more  \ 
 Where  now  are  fled  thofe  rifing  charms 
 Which  pleas'd  our  eyes  before  ? 
 
 3  The  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  deadv 
 
 Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
 And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
 And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 
 
 4  But  wait  the  interpofing  gloom, 
 
 And  lo  !   ftern  winter  flies  ! 
 And,  dreft  in  beauty's  faireft  bloom, 
 The  flowery  tribes  arife. 
 
 5  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 
 
 When,  what  we  now  deplore 
 
 Shall  rile  in  full  immortal  prime, 
 
 And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 
 
 6  Then  ceaie,  fond  nature,  dry  thy  tears, 
 
 Religion  points  on  high  ; 
 There  evetlafting  fpring  appears. 
 And  joys  that  never  die. 
 
Hymn  153,  154,  119 
 
 ippiim  CLIII.     Common  Metre.      [b] 
 
 Life  and  Death. 
 
 LIFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
 The  time  t'  infure  the  great  reward  \ 
 And  whilft  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
 The  vileft  (inner  may  return. 
 
 2  Life  is  the  hour  which  God  has  giv'n, 
 To  'fcape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n  \ 
 The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
 Secure  th_e  blefTmgs  of  die  day. 
 
 3  The  living  know  that  they  mud  die, 
 But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
 
 Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  are  gone, 
 Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 
 
 4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  loft  ; 
 Their  envy  buried  in  the  duft  ; 
 They  have  no  ihare  in  all  that's  dons 
 Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun. 
 
 5  No  a£ts  of  pardon  can  be  part 
 
 In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  hafte  ; 
 
 For  no  repentance  can  be  found, 
 
 Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground, 
 
 6  Then,  what  my  thoughts  defign  to  doy 
 JMy  foul,  with  all  thy  might  puriue  ; 
 Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  reft, 
 Obey,  and  be  forever  bled. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpgmn  CLIV\     Common  Metre.     [*or|>] 
 
 Corfu?  flion  cf  Siny  and  Relief  by  tie  Gofprf. 
 
 LORD,  how  fecure  my  confeience  was, 
 And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
 I  was  alive  without  the  law, 
 
 And  thought  my  fins  were  dead, 
 
110  HvMtf    t?* 
 
 55* 
 
 2 
 
 My  hopes  of  heaven  were  iirm  and  bright  £ 
 
 13ut  fincc  the  precept  came, 
 With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
 .d  how  vile  1  am. 
 
 3  M^  guilt  appear'd  but  Shall  before, 
 
 I,  tcrriiy'd,  1  favr 
 How  perfect,  holy,  juft,  and  pure 
 .nine  eternal  law. 
 
 4  T<^n  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load, 
 
 My  iins  reviv'd  again  ; 
 I  hrd  provek'd  a  holy  Gcd, 
 And  all  my  hopes  are  vain. 
 
 5  My  God,  what  power  mail  I  inve 
 
 With  my  laft  lab'ring  breath, 
 
 To  rid  me  of  this  wrcrched  yoke, 
 
 Thefe  bonds  of  fin  --nd  death. 
 
 6  In  Jcfus  I  behold  thy  face, 
 
 Thy  mercy  there  I  fee  ; 
 Through  Imn  I  tr\iil  thy  boundiefs  grace, 
 To  fct  the  pr'.s'ner  free. 
 
 Watu,  with  Variation  and  Addition. 
 
 Tptmin  CLV.     €omfmm  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Recovery  frcx:    Si^Lncfs, 
 
 LORD3  in  thy  fervice  I  would  fpend, 
 The  remnant  of  my  clays  ; 
 Why  WJT9  this  fleeting  breath  renew'd, 
 But  to  renew  thy  praife  ? 
 
 2  Thy  own  almighty  power  and  love 
 
 Did  this  weak  frame  fultain, 
 When  life  was  hovering  c;cr  the  grave, 
 And  nature  funk  with  pain. 
 
 3  Thou,  when  the  paics  of  death,  were  f~J"> 
 
 Did  it  cha/e  the  fear  6  of  hell  \ 
 
Hymn   156.  121 
 
 And  teach  my  pale  and  quiv'ring  lips 
 Thy  matchlcfs  grace  to  tell. 
 
 4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 
 
 I  did  my  foul  rehgn, 
 In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
 Which  made  falvation  mine. 
 
 5  From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave, 
 
 At  thy  command  I  come  ; 
 Nor  would  1  urge  a  fpecdier  flight 
 To  my  celellial  home, 
 
 6  Where  thou  malt  fettle  my  abode, 
 
 There  would  I  choofe  to  be  ; 
 For  in  thy  prefence  death  is  life, 
 And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 
 
 Doddridge, 
 
 fppmn  CL VI.     Long  Metre.    [#<*&] 
 
 Storm   and   Thunder, 
 
 LORD  of  the  earth,  and  fea,  and  ikies, 
 All  nature  owns  thy  fovereign  power  ; 
 At  thy  command  the  tempefh  rife, 
 At  thy  command  the  thunders  roar. 
 
 2  We  hear  with  trembling  and  affright 
 The  voice  of  heaven,  tremendous  found  ! 
 Keen  lightnings  pierce  the  (hades  of  night, 
 And  fpread  their  horrors  all  around. 
 
 3  What  mortal  could  fuuain  the  ftroke, 
 Should  wrath  divine  in  dreadful  ftorms, 
 Which  our  repeated  crimes  provoke, 
 Defcend  to  crufh  rebellious  worms ! 
 
 4  Thefe  dreadful  glories  of  thy  name 
 With  terror  would  o'er  whelm  our  fouls , 
 
 L 
 
122  Hymn   15 
 
 .>/■ 
 
 But  mercy  dawns  with  kinder  beam, 
 And  guilt  and  rifing  fear  controls. 
 
 5  O  let  thy  mercy,  on  my  heart,  " 
 With  cheering,  healing  .  j  (hine  > 
 
 Bid  every  anxious  fe.tr  depart, 
 
 And  genily  whifper  M  thou  art  mine." 
 
 6  Thenj  faf    beneath  thy  ciuardian  care, 
 In  1  ie  my  foul  (hall  reft  \ 
 
 Not  ftorms  nor  dangers  reach  me  there, 
 In  thee,  my  God,  mj  refuge,  bled. 
 
 I.  Steei  e. 
 
 jmn    CLVll.     Long  Metre.    [*«rb] 
 
 The  Etermai  Sj 
 
 T     ORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  cur  vows, 
 JL_4  On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  houfe  ; 
 And  let  our  fongs  and  worfhip  rife 
 Like  grateful  incenfe  to  the  ikies. 
 
 2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  •, 
 But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above  •, 
 
 To  that  our  labouring  fouls  afpire 
 uan^s  of  itrong  deCre. 
 
 3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs, 
 
 r   fin  nor  death  (hall  reach  the  place; 
 mingle  with  the  for 
 Wh  ch  warbie  from  immortal  tongues. 
 
 4  IS  ',  no  raging  foes, 
 To  i  ion^  repofe  ; 
 
 IMo  nu^  ,  no  cicuded  fun, 
 
 To  \  eternal  noon. 
 
 long  expected  day,  begin  ; 
 Dawn  on  thefc  reaiais  of  death  and  Gn  •, 
 
Hymn   158.  1-2 
 
 Fain  would  we  quit  this  weary  road, 
 And  il.ep  in  death,  to  reft  with  God. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 Jpglim  CLVIII.     Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Divine  GczJmfs, 
 
 LORD,  thou  art  pood,  all  nature  fhows 
 Thice  full  and  free  and  kind  •> 
 Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
 
 Nor  can  it  be  confin'd. 
 
 2  The  whole,  in  every  part  proclaims 
 
 Thy  infinite  good  will  !  .  • 
 
 It  fhines  in  liars,  it  flows  in  dreams, 
 And  burlts  from  every  hill. 
 
 3  Ir  fills  the  wide  extended  main, 
 
 And  heav'ns  which  fpread  more  wide  ; 
 It  drops  in  gentle  fhowers  of  rain, 
 And  rolls  in  every  tide. 
 
 4  Still  hath  it  been  difFus'd  and  free, 
 
 Through  ages  paft  and  gone  ; 
 Nor  ever  can  exhauiled  be, 
 But  (till  keeps  flowing  on. 
 
 5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  fupplies, 
 
 Spreads  joy  through  ail  its  parts  ; 
 Lord,  may  thy  goodnefs  draw  our  eyes, 
 And  captivate  our  hearts. 
 
 6  High  admiration  let  it  raife, 
 
 And  kind  affe£Hons  move  ; 
 Employ  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praife, 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 
 
 Liverpool  Collccliciv 
 
124         Hymn   159,  160. 
 
 Jpjjmn  CLIX.      Short  Metre.     [*<*»] 
 
 The  P,omifc  to  Believers  and  their  Children, 
 
 LORD,  what  our  ears  have  heard, 
 Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 
 Thy  leve  in  long  fucceflion  fhown 
 To  Sion's  chofen  race. 
 
 2  Our  children  thou  dofl  claim, 
 And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ; 
 
 Ten  thouiand  bleffings  to  thy  name 
 For  goodnefs  fo  divine. 
 
 3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own# 
 And  thee,  the  ions  adore  ; 
 
 Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  folemn  vows, 
 To  be  forgot  no  more. 
 
 4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 
 And  blefs  the  happy  b.:: 
 
 Which  dofer  ftill  engage  their  heart; 
 To  honour  thy  commands. 
 
 5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
 How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
 
 Which,  in  the  promife  of  thy  love, 
 Includes  our  rifing  race. 
 
 6  Our  offspring,  ftill  thy  care, 
 Shall  own  their  father's  God, 
 
 To  latefl  times  thy  bleffing  fliarc, 
 And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 Salifbury  Collection. 
 
 J^gmn  CLX.        Common  Mire.         U<J 
 
 Creation  and  Ptoi 
 
 ORD,  when  my  raptur'd  thought  fun 
 
 L' 
 
 tion's  beauties  o'er, 
 
Hymn  i5o.  129 
 
 «■  ■  ■  ■  ■ — 
 
 Ail  natur  ich  thy  praife, 
 
 And  bid  my  foul  adore. 
 
 2  Y^here'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 
 
 Thy  radiant  fpotlteps  Oiine  ; 
 Ten  thoufand  wonders  rife, 
 
 An  J 
 
 3  The  Living  tribes  of  co'mtlefs  forms 
 
 In  earth  and  fea  and  air  \ 
 The  me  -,  the  fmalleft  worms* 
 
 Almighty  power  declare. 
 
 4  All  role  to  life  at  tb]  id, 
 
 And  wait  their  daily  food 
 From  thy  paternal,  bounteous  hand, 
 Exhauftlefs  fprirt§  of  good  ! 
 
 5  The  meads,  array*d  in  beauteous  green. 
 
 With  whoiefome  herbage  crown'd  ; 
 The  fields  with  corn,  a  richer  fcene, 
 
 Spread  thy  full  bounties  round. 
 
 6  The  fruitful  tree,  the  blooming  flower, 
 
 In  varied  charms  appear  ; 
 Their  varied  charms  difplay  thy  power, 
 Thy  goodnefs  all  declare. 
 
 7  The  fun's  produftive  quick'ning  beams 
 
 The  glowing  verdure  fpread  ; 
 Refreshing  rains  and  cooling  ftreams 
 His  gentle  influence  aid. 
 
 8  The  moon  and  ftars  his  abfent  light 
 
 Reflect  with  borrow'd  rays  •, 
 
 And  deck  the  fable  veil  of  nig] 
 
 And  ipeak  their  Maker's  pi 
 
 Mis.  Steele, 
 
 l2 
 
126         Hymn   161,   162. 
 Q  pmtl  CLXL     Long  Metre.       [fcorfr] 
 
 •  ;.'•  >>-'/  £  fcrijice, 
 
 LORD,  when  my  I  ;httd rove 
 
 Amidlt  the  i  of  thy  love, 
 
 Gla  ping  heart. 
 
 And  bids  intruding  fear  depart. 
 
 2  But  whilft  thy  fufFerings  I  furvey, 
 And  faith  enjoys  a  heavenly  ray., 
 Theft  dear  memorials  of  thy  pain 
 Prefent  anew  the  dreadful  fee: 
 
 9-  I  hear  thy  groans,  with  deep  fuvprize, 
 And  view  thy  wounds  with  weeping  ey< 
 Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan, 
 With  anguifh  fill'd,  and  pains  unknown,  ' 
 
 4  For  mortal  crimes  a  facrifice, 
 
 The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies  ; 
 "What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine  ! 
 And  can  1  call  the  Saviour  mine  ? 
 
 5  Repenting  forrow  fills  my  heart, 
 But  mingling  joy  allays  the  ("mart  i 
 O  may  my  future  life  declare 
 
 The  forrow  and  the  joy  fmcere. 
 
 6  Be  all  my  heart  ?.nd  all  my  days 
 Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  pram   ; 
 And  let  my  glad  obedience  pr 
 How  much  I  owe,  how  much  1  love. 
 
 JJ}gmn  CLXII.     Long  Metre.       [«] 
 
 The  G'fpel  Jubilee. 
 
 LOUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found, 
 And  fpread  the  joyful  tidings  round ! 
 
Hymn   163.  12; 
 
 Let  every  foul  with  tranfport  hear, 
 And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 
 
 2  Ye  debtor's,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
 That  you  ten  thoufand  talents  owe, 
 When  humbled  at  his  feet  you  fall; 
 Your  gracious  Lord  forgives  them  all. 
 
 3  Slaves,  who  have  borne  the  heavy  chair; 
 Of  fin,  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 
 To  liberty  affert  your  claim, 
 And  plead  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 
 Your  joy,  your  crown  are  freely  given  \ 
 Fair  Salem,  your  arrival  waits, 
 With  golden  ftreets  and  pearly  gates> 
 
 5  Her  bled  inhabitants  no  more 
 Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 
 No  debt  but  love  tmmenfely  great, 
 Whofe  joy  ftill  rifes  with  the  debt. 
 
 6  O  happy  fouls,  who  know  the  found  ! 
 God's  light  (hall  all  their  fleps  furrcund, 
 And  (how  that  jubilee  begun, 
 Which  through  eternal  fears  nhall  run. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 JppmU  CLXIII.    Hallelujah  Metre.    [*3 
 
 The  Triumph  cf  Cbry,  and  the  Power  of  Lh  Gofpd. 
 
 LOUD  to  the  Prince  of  heaven 
 Your  cheerful  vci.; 
 To  him  your  vows  be  given, 
 And  fill  his  courts  with  praife. 
 With  confeious  worth,  All  clad  in  arms. 
 
 All  bright  in  charms,  He  fallies  forth. 
 
128  Hymn  164. 
 
 2  Gird  on  thy  conquering  fword, 
 Afeend  thy  (hilling  Car, 
 
 And  march,  Almighty  Lord, 
 
 To  wage  thy  holy  war. 
 Before  his  wheels,         In  glad  furprize, 
 Ye  vallies  rife,  And  fink  ye  hills. 
 
 3  Fair  truth  and  gentle  love, 
 With  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 
 In  thy  retinue  move, 
 
 Thy  conquering  power  to  grace. 
 Thou  in  their  caufc  Shalt  prcfperous  ride, 
 
 And  far  and  wide  Difpenfc  thy  laws. 
 
 4  Before  thy  mighty  fword, 
 Millions  of  foes  (hail  tall, 
 The   captives  of  thy  word, 
 That  word  which  conquers  all. 
 
 The  world  ihall  know,        Great  King  of  king 
 What  wondVous  things     Thine  arm  can  do. 
 
 5  Here  to  my  willing  foul 
 Bend  thy  triumphant  way  \ 
 Here  every  foe  control, 
 And  all  thy  power  difplay. 
 
 Beneath  thy  fword,         Blcft  Jefus,  fee, 
 
 I  bow  to  thee,  My  Prince  and  Lord. 
 
 Doddridge,  varied. 
 
 Jppmn  CLXIV.      Long  Metre.       0>] 
 
 Folly  cured  by  AJjii&icv. 
 
 LOW  at  thy  gracious  feet  I  bend, 
 My  God,  my  everlaiting  friend, 
 Permit  the  claim  \  O  let  thine  ear 
 My  humble  fuit  indulgent  hear. 
 
Hymn   164.  129 
 
 2  Lord,  thou  haft  bid  me  feck  thy  face, 
 And  afk  of  thee,  thy  promts'*)  grace  ; 
 
 O  may  thy  favour,  bills  divine  ! 
 With  fuller,  clearer  radiance  fnine. 
 
 3  But,  O  my  heart,  reflecl:  with  fhame ; 
 Can  1  prefer  io  bold  a  claim  ? 
 Confcious  how  often  I  have  ftray'd, 
 By  empty  vanities  betray'd. 
 
 4  How  oft,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
 Have  trifles  calPd  my  thoughts  abroad  I 
 Till  heavenly  pity  faw  me  roam, 
 
 And  bade  affliction  bring  me  1.  me. 
 
 c  And  when  the  fnares  of  earth  were  broke3 
 By  kind  affliction's  needful  ftroke, 
 Have  not  I  own'd,  with  humble  praife3 
 That  juft  and  right  are  all  his  ways  ? 
 
 6  Yes,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne^ 
 My  vilenefs  and  thy  love  I  own  ; 
 
 O  let  that  love,  with  beams  divine, 
 Forgiving,  healing,  round  me  fliine, 
 
 7  Whene'er,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
 This  heedlefs  heart  requires  the  ro'd, 
 Thy  arm  fu^porting  I  implore  ; 
 The  hand  that  chaftens,  can  reitore. 
 
 %  O  may  the  kind  conviction  prove 
 A  fruit  of  thy  paternal  lo\e  \ 
 Wean  me  from  earth,  from  fin  refine^ 
 And  make  my  heart  entire 
 
130  Hymn   165,  166. 
 
 |)J)mn  CLXV.     Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Tot  N.'tv  Jcrufjlcm. 
 
 LO,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
 To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
 The  earth  and  fcas  are  pail  away, 
 And  the  oid  rolling  ikies  ! 
 
 2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  rejides, 
 
 That  holy,  happy  place, 
 The  new  Jerufalem  comes  down, 
 Adorn'd  with  finning  grace. 
 
 3  Attending  angels  fhout  for  joy, 
 
 And  the  bright  armies  fing  ; 
 
 "  Mortals,  behold  the  facred  feat 
 
 "  Of  your  descending  Kin   . 
 
 4  "  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men 
 
 "  Removes  his  bleft  abode  •, 
 ccMen  are  the  objects  of  his  love, 
 "  And  he  their  gracious  God. 
 
 5  "  His  tender  hand  (hall  wipe  the  tears 
 
 "  From  every  weeping  eye  •, 
 "  And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs  and  fears, 
 "  And  death  itfelf  (hall  die." 
 
 6  How  bright  the  vifion  !  but  how  long 
 
 Shall  this  glad  hour  delay  ! 
 Fly  fwifter  round  ye  wings  of  time, 
 And  bring  the  welcome  day. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fppnmCLXVI.   Common  Metre.   [«ori>] 
 
 A  living  a t.J  a  dead  Faith. 
 
 MISTAKEN  fouls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
 And  make  their  empty  boait 
 
HyxMn   167.  131 
 
 Of  inward  joys  and  fins  forgiven, 
 Whilft  they  are  Haves  to  lufl. 
 
 2  Vain  arc  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
 
 If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
 
 None  but  a  living  power  unites 
 
 To  Chrift  the  living  Head. 
 
 3  'lis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart  ; 
 
 '  Fu  it  works  by  love*, 
 
 That  bids  all  finful  joys  depart, 
 And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
 
 4  Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 
 
 a  celeitial  power  ; 
 This  is  the  grace  that  (hall  prevail 
 In  the  cite  hive  hour. 
 
 5  Faith  mud  obey  our  Father's  will, 
 
 As  well  as  trull  his  grace  ; 
 A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  (till, 
 For  his  own  holinefs. 
 
 6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  free, 
 
 He  ur  natures  clean  ; 
 
 N  hia  Son  to  be 
 
 .The 
 
 7  His  Spirit  ■  th  love, 
 
 With  ch  ps  our  feet  fliall  move 
 
 Aloi  .  aad. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 &VVMX  CLXVIL    Long  Mi  Wl 
 
 Tbi  Example  cf  C 
 
 MY  dear  Rede  -  Lord, 
 
 I  read  my  du  y  word  ; 
 
132  Hymn   168. 
 
 But  in  thy  life  thy  law  appears, 
 Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 
 
 2  Such  was  thy  piety  and  zeal, 
 
 Thy  deference  to  thy  Father's  will ; 
 
 Thy  love  and  meeknefs  fo  divine, 
 
 I  would  tranfcribe  and  make  them  mine* 
 
 3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air, 
 Witnefs'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  -> 
 The  defart  thy  temptations  knew, 
 Thy  conflict  and  thy  vidt'ry  too. 
 
 4  Be  thou  my  pattern,  make  mc  bear 
 More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
 
 Then  God,  the  Judge,  fh  ul  own  my  name 
 Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 ■  »■ 
 
 Jpgmn  CLXVill.  Long  Metre.     D*<*K] 
 
 Retirement  and  Meditation, 
 
 MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
 A  ftranger  to  myfelf  and  thee  : 
 Amidft  ten  thoufand  thoughts  I  rove, 
 Forgetful  of  my  higheft  love. 
 
 a  Why  ftould  my  paffions  mix  with  earth, 
 Aid  thus  degrade  ray  heavenly  birth  ? 
 Why  lhould  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
 And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 
 
 2  Call  me  away  from  flefh  and  fenfe, 
 
 Thy  foveFeign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
 1  v.  :  the  voice  divine, 
 
 inferior  joys  refign, 
 
 4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  fcenes  withdrawn  -, 
 Let  noife  and  vanity  be  gone  j 
 
Hymn    169,  17c.  ijv 
 
 In  fecret  filence  of  the  mind, 
 
 My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ipgmn  CLXIX.  Common  Man*  it* VI 
 
 The  Er;r.  ■  ant. 
 
 MY  God,  the  cov'nant  of  thy  love 
 Abides  forever  fure  ; 
 And  in  its  boundlefs  gface  I  feel 
 Myhappincis  fecuve. 
 
 2  What  though  my  houfc  bS  not  with  thae, 
 
 As  nature" could  defire  ? 
 
 To  higher  joys  than  muur. 
 
 My  nobler  view--  afpire, 
 
 3  Since  thou,  the  ttretiafting  God, 
 
 My  Father  art  become  ; 
 Jefus,  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 
 And  heaven  my  final  home  ; 
 
 4  I  welcome  all  thy  fov  rill, 
 
 For  all  that  whl  is  lov     j 
 And  when  thy  piovidfcnce  is  da 
 I  wait  thy  light  abc  ve. 
 
 5  Thy  cov'nant  in  my  ur 
 
 Shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
 And  when  I  wake,  fhail  ftill  eiiij 
 My  everlasting  fong. 
 
 DODDRIDGF,  V«r 
 
 fp^nm  CLXX.     Comion  Melre. 
 
 Gral'i;  r  (fiiue  Rcliitum, 
 
 MY  God,  what  fiiken  cords  are  thine  t 
 How  fof":,  St  how  ftrong  ! 
 
 Whilft  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
 To  draw  our  fouls  along. 
 M 
 
134  Hymn   171. 
 
 a  When  crufh'd  beneath  the  heavy  yoke 
 Of  Satan  and  of  fin, 
 Thy  hand  our  iron  bondage  broke, 
 Our  grateful  hearts  to  win. 
 
 3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thoufand  fins 
 
 Thy  mercy  takes  away  ; 
 Thy  promife,  when  the  war  begins, 
 Secures  the  crowning  day. 
 
 4  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears 
 
 '  In  rich  profufion  flows  ; 
 The  glory  of  unnumbered  years 
 Eternity  beftows. 
 
 5  Drawn  by  fuch  cords,  we  onward  move, 
 
 Till  round  the  throne  we  meet  *, 
 And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 
 Fall  at  our  conq'ror's  feet. 
 
 Donnmnci. 
 
 JS)gmn  CLXXI.    Long  Metre,     L%°**A 
 
 Implor'inw  divine  InJJme/ices* 
 
 MY  God,  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
 Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart  j 
 In  vain  my  tongue  with  feeble  aim 
 Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 
 
 2  In  vain  my  boldeil  thoughts  arife  \ 
 I  fink  to  earth,  and  lofe  the  ikie^ 
 Yet  I  may  ftill  thy  grace  implore, 
 And  low  in  dull  thy  name  adore. 
 
 3  O  let  thy  grace  my  heart  infpirc, 
 And  raife  each  languid,  weak  defire  ; 
 Thy  grace,  which  condefcends  to  meet 
 The  firmer  proftrate  at  thy  feet. 
 
Hymn   172.  135 
 
 4  With  humble  fear  let  love  unite, 
 And  mix  devotion  with  delight  ; 
 Then  (hall  thy  name  be  all  my  joy, 
 Thy  praife  my  conftant,  bleft  employ. 
 
 5  Thy  name  infpires  the  harps  above, 
 With  harmony  and  praife  and  love  ; 
 
 That  grace  which  tunes  th'  immortal  firings, 
 Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 
 
 6  O  let  thy  grace  guide  every  Cong, 
 
 And  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue  % 
 Then  (hall  the  (trains  harmonious  flow, 
 And  heavenly  joy  begin  below. 
 
 .  Steele. 
 
 ^gmn  CLXXII.    Short  Metre.     [*  or  fl 
 
 God  our  Creator  and  Benefaclzr* 
 
 MY  Maker  and  my  King  ! 
 To  thee  my  all  I  owe  \ 
 Thy  fovereign  bounty  is  the  fpring 
 From  whence  my  bleffings  flow. 
 
 2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
 A  thoufand  reafens  move, 
 
 A  thoufand  obligations  bind 
 My  heart  to  grateful  love. 
 
 3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
 On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 
 
 My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
 More  praife  than  I  can  give. 
 
 4  Lord,  what  can  I  impart 
 When  all  is  thine  before  ; 
 
 Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart  ; 
 The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 
 
136  Hymn   173, 
 
 r ■ — 
 
 5  Shall  I  withhold  rhy  due  ? 
 And  (hall  my  pailions  rove  ? 
 
 Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
 And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 
 
 6  O  let  thy  grace  infpirc 
 
 My  foul  with  ilrength  divine  ; 
 Let  ail  my  powers  to  rhce  afpire, 
 And  all  my  days  be  thine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 !|)J)mn  CJLXXIU.  Common  Metre.  [*or  b] 
 
 Repentance  and  Hcpe, 
 
 MY  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recal 
 The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
 Low  at  thy  feet  afham'd  I  fall, 
 And  hide  my  guilty  face. 
 
 2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 
 
 Ah  !  vile  ungrateful  heart  ! 
 By  earth's  unworthy  cares  bctray'd, 
 From  Jefus  to  depart ! 
 
 3  From  Jefus,  who  alone  can  give 
 
 True  pleafure,  peace  and  reft  : 
 When  abient  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
 Unfatisfy'd,  unblcft. 
 
 4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
 
 My  wandering  foul  reftores  ; 
 He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
 The  pardon  it  implores. 
 
 5  O  whiiit  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  hov6% 
 
 The  penitential  figh, 
 Confirm  the  kind,  the  pard'ning  word* 
 With  pity  in  thine  eye. 
 
Hymn   174.  137 
 
 6  Then  (hall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 
 Rejoice  to  feek  thy  face, 
 And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  fweet 
 Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 $|)ir.n  CLXXiV.     Short  Metre,     [b] 
 
 ConfeJJion  and  Pardon* 
 
 MY  forrows,  like  a  flood 
 Impatient  of  reitraint, 
 Into  thy  bofom,  O  my  God, 
 Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 
 
 2  How  often  have  I  (toed 
 A  rebel  to  the  (kies  \ 
 
 Yet,  O  the  patience  of  my  God, 
 J  I  ;  thunder  Glent  lie-. 
 
 3  Now  by  a  powerful  glance, 
 
 Saviour,  from  thy  face, 
 This  rebel  heart  no  more  with  (lands, 
 But  yields  to  fovereign  grj.ee. 
 
 4  I  fee  the  Prince  cf  Life 
 Difplay  his  wounded  veins  ; 
 
 I  fee  the  fountain  open'd  wide, 
 T  o  wafh  a w ay  my  it aia 8 . 
 
 5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 
 
 y  tears  his  pity  move  ; 
 He  calls  me  his  adopted  child, 
 The  object  of  his  love. 
 
 6  Now  let  me  not  receive 
 
 in  vain  this  heavenly  grace  \ 
 But  let  it  be  a  fruitful  feed, 
 Producing  hoiinefs. 
 
 Watts,  abbreviated  a«d  altered, 
 
138  Hymn   175,  176. 
 
 Jpgmn  CLXXV.   Common  Metre.     L#3 
 
 The  Cbr'rflian  Race, 
 
 MY  foul,  awake,  ftretch  ev'ry  nerve, 
 And  prefs  with  vigour  on  ; 
 A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
 And  an  immortal  crown. 
 
 2  A  cloud  of  witnciTes  around, 
 
 Hold  thee  in  full  furvey  *, 
 Forget  the  fteps  already  trod, 
 And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
 
 3  Tis  God's  all  animating  voice, 
 
 Which  calis  thee  from  on  high  ; 
 'Tis  his  own  hand  prefents  the  prize 
 To  thine  afpiring  eye. 
 
 4  That  prize,  with  peerlefs  glories  brig^^H 
 
 Which  (hall  new  luttre  boalt, 
 When  victors'  wreathe,  and  rn( 
 Shall  blend  in  common  dud. 
 
 5  3\Iy  foul,  with  facred  ardour  hYd, 
 
 The  glorious  prize  purfue  *, 
 And  meet,  with  joy,  the  high  command, 
 To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 
 
 $gmn  CLXXVI.     Short  Marc.     [;,] 
 
 Praytr   in  Si.lr.cfj. 
 
 MY  Sovereign,  to  thy  throne, 
 With  humble  hope,  1  prefs  ; 
 P  bow  thine  ear,  to  hear  the  grc 
 Of  indigent  diftrefb. 
 
Hymn    177.  1  ^< 
 
 2  Th'  eternal  prieil  appears 
 Before  thee  with  his  blood  ; 
 
 Through  him  I  offer  thcf'e  my  tears, 
 And  can:  my  care  on  God. 
 
 3  My  life,  bow'd  down  with  pain, 
 Mourns  its  decaying  bloom  ; 
 
 Lord,  clothe  thole  bones  with  fkfh  again, 
 And  fpare  me  from  the  tomb. 
 
 4  Without  one  mufm'ring  word, 
 Thy  chaft'iiing  1  receive  ; 
 
 But  with  fubmrfiion  ink,  O  Lord, 
 A  merciful  reprieve. 
 
 5  Diitre.iVd  and  pain'd  as  now, 
 Thy  aid  I  once  implor'd 
 
 Thy  pity  heard  my  earned  vow, 
 Thy  power  my  health  reftcr'd. 
 
 6  eating  voice, 
 Unwearied  I  will  raife  : 
 
 Say  to  thy  ftrvant's  foul,  "  Rejoice  \n 
 ...ouch  with  prail'e. 
 
 Scott, 
 
 Dgmn  CLXXVil.    Common  Metre.    {%\ 
 
 Marriage. 
 
 Tfc  /T  YSTERIOUS  rite  !  by  Heav'n  ordain'^ 
 JL^v  facred  truth  to  prove, 
 
 The  bills  which  mortals  here  enjoy, 
 Muit  now  from  virtuous  love, 
 
 2  Though  made  by  God's  almighty  hun3, 
 ../d, 
 Yet  Adam  knew  no  happinefs, 
 Icyc  his  b  rmM 
 
140  Hymn   178. 
 
 3  Eden,  with  all  its  beauteous  groves, 
 
 And  fruits  of  richeft  tafte, 
 To  one  for  iocial  blifs  defign'J 
 Was  but  a  lonely  wafte. 
 
 4  But  when  his  lovely  bride  appearM 
 
 In  native  graces  dreft, 
 The  latent  fpark  bur  ft  into  flame, 
 And  love  infpir'd  his  breaft. 
 
 5  What  wife  provifion  haft  thou  made, 
 
 Great  Parent  of  mankind, 
 That  all  thine  offspring  may  enjoy 
 The  blifs  for  them  defign'd  ! 
 
 6  Then  will  we  join  our  hearts  and  hands 
 
 In  bonds  of  virtuous  love  ; 
 And  whillt  we  live  in  peace  below, 
 Prepare  for  blifs  above, 
 
 !l)gmn  CLXXVIIL    Common  Metre,  [d] 
 
 SubmtJJtom  to  Providence* 
 
 NAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
 And  rofe  to  life  at  nrft, 
 We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
 And  mingle  with  our  duft. 
 
 2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
 
 And  call  our  own,  in  vain, 
 Are  but  fhort  favours  borrow'd  now, 
 To  be  repaid  again. 
 
 3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
 
 Or  finks  them  to  the  grave  ; 
 He  gives,  and,  bleffed  be  his  name, 
 He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
 
 4  Peace,  all  our  angry  paffions,  then  ! 
 
 JLet  e«:ch  impatient  figh 
 
Hymn   179.  141 
 
 Be  fiient  at  his  fov'reign  will, 
 And  every  murmur  die, 
 
 5  If  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
 Its  praifes  {hall  fee  fpread  \ 
 And  we'll  adore  the  jutice  too 
 That  ftrikes  our  comforts  dead. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 Ipgmn  CLXXIX.    Common  Metre.     ftj 
 
 Vain   Pscfpsriiy,  or  Forgetfulnafs  of  Gzd. 
 
 NO,  I  fhall  envy  them  no  more, 
 Who  grow  profanely  great ; 
 Though  they  increafe  their  golden  iter?, 
 And  mine  in  robes  of  ft  ate. 
 
 2  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
 
 Upon  this  earthly  ciod  ; 
 In  vain  they  fearch  the  creature  through 
 Whilft  they  forget  their  God. 
 
 3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
 
 And  think  your  life  your  own  -, 
 But  death  comes  haft'ning  on  to  you, 
 To  cut  your  glory  down. 
 
 4  Yes,  you  mult  bow  your  (lately  head, 
 
 Away  your  ipirit  flies  ; 
 And  no  kind  angel  near  ycur  bed, 
 To  bear  it  to  the  Ikies. 
 
 5  Go  now,  and  bcaft  of  all  your  ftores, 
 
 And  tell  how  bright  yc 
 
 lir  heaps  of  glitt'ring  d'^  ::, 
 
 And  miner's  m 
 
 Watts, 
 
142  Hymn  180. 
 
 Jpgmn  CLXXX.     Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 The  Ilolirtcfs  an  I  Happintfs  of  Heaven. 
 
 NOR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
 Nor  fenfe,  nor  reaibn  known, 
 What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepar'd 
 For  thofe  that  love  the  Son. 
 
 2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
 
 Reveals  a  heaven  to  coitvj  ; 
 
 The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
 
 Allure  and  guide  us  home. 
 
 3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  fky, 
 
 And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
 No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 
 Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blifs, 
 
 4  Not  the  malicious  or  profane, 
 
 The  covetous  or  proud, 
 Nor  thieves  nor  flanderers  (hall  obtain 
 The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
 
 5  Thofe  holy  gates  forever  bar 
 
 Pollution,  fin  and  fhame  ; 
 None  (hall  receive  admittance  there, 
 But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 6  If  we  are  wafh'd  in  Jefus'  blood, 
 
 And  pardon'd  through  his  name  ; 
 If  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
 Has  fancYify'd  our  frame  : 
 
 7  We  afk  a  perfevering  power, 
 
 To  keep  thy  juft  commands  ; 
 We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
 No  more  pollute  our  hands. 
 
 Altered  from  Watti. 
 
Hymn   iCi.  143 
 
 ipgmn  CLXXXI.   Long  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Chrijlior.s  tit  Sons  rj    G.{ 
 
 NOT  dl  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
 Who  boafi  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
 Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
 As  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriftian  name. 
 
 2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given, 
 
 To  be  the  fo~s  and  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
 Sons  of  the  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
 And  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  iky. 
 
 3  On  them  a  happy,  chofen  race, 
 Their  Father  pours  bis  richeft  grace  j 
 To  them  his  counfels  he  imparts, 
 And  writes  his  law  within  their  hearts. 
 
 4  When  through  temptation  they  rebel, 
 His  chaiVning  rod  he  makes  them  feel  ; 
 Then,  with  a  Father's  tender  heart, 
 
 He  foothes  the  pain  and  heals  the  fmart. 
 
 5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  fupply, 
 Their  Heps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  \ 
 Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
 And  crowns  them  with  eternal  \oxc. 
 
 6  Have  I  the  honour,  Lord,  to  ba 
 One  of  this  numerous  family  ? 
 On  me  thy  gracious  cif:  beftow, 
 To  call  my  God  my  Father  too. 
 
 7  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
 My  filial  piety  and  love  ; 
 
 Whiift  all  my  brethren  clearry  trace 
 Tneir  Father's  image  i  be. 
 
 ST2NNRT. 
 
144 
 
 Hymn   182. 
 
 Ipgmn  CLXXX1I.  Long  Metre.  [*<*i>2 
 
 Divine  Ccrrptjpon  to  Sinners. 
 
 NOT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men, 
 Did  Chrift  the  Son  of  God  appear  *, 
 No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 
 No  flaming  fword,  nor  thunder  there. 
 
 1  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
 He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well, 
 He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
 Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 
 
 3  Let  fmners  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
 Truft  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  } 
 A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
 His  hands  a  thoufand  blefTings  give. 
 
 4  "  Come,  all  ye  weary,  fainting  fouls, 
 "  Ye  heavy  laden  finners,  come  ; 
 
 "  HI  give  you  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
 c<  And  lead  you  to  my  heav'iily  home. 
 
 5  "  Ye  (hall  find  *eft,  that  learn  of  me  •, 
 "  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  \ 
 
 "  But  paffion  rages  like  the  fea, 
 "  And  pride  is  rcitlefs  as  the  wind. 
 
 6  "  Bled  is  the  man  whofe  fhoulckrs  take 
 "  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
 "My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 
 
 "  My  grace  {hall  make  the  burden  fight/' 
 
 7  Ttfus,  we  come  at  thy  command] 
 With  Faith,  and  hope',  and  humble  zeal, 
 Refign  our  fpirits  to  thy  hand, 
 
 To  rale  and  <;uide  us  at  thy  will. 
 
 Vatti. 
 
Hymn  183,  184.  145 
 
 \'XOnm  CLXXXIII.  CoMtin  Metre.   [*] 
 
 Sir.ji   an  J 
 
 TWrOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
 X\     Th  ftj  fire  and  fmoke  •, 
 
 Not  t©  the  thunder  of  that  wofd 
 
 Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke; 
 
 1  But  we  are  come  to  Sfoii's  hillj 
 city  of  cur  God  \ 
 Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
 Andfpread  his  love  abroad. 
 
 3  Behold  th'  innumerable  hod 
 
 Of  angels  clothi'd  in  light  ! 
 Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  juft, 
 
 Whofe  faith  is  tunrd  to  fight  ! 
 
 4  Beheld  the  bleft  afiembly  there, 
 
 Whoft  nrar.es  are  writ  in  heaven  ! 
 And  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declares 
 Their  vile  It  fins  forgiven, 
 
 5  The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead 
 
 But  one  communion  make  ; 
 All  join  in  Chrifc  their  living  Head, 
 d  of  his  grace  partake. 
 
 6  In  fuch  fociety  as  this 
 
 My  weary  foul  would  reft  ; 
 The  man  that  dwells  where  Jefus  is, 
 Mull  be  forever  bleft. 
 
 V.ATTS. 
 
 IpPnin  CLXXXIV.     Common  Metre,  [bj 
 
 On  the  Death  9/  a  M'lnificr. 
 
 \TOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
 JlNI    And  all  cur  tears  be  dry  \ 
 N 
 
146  Hymn    ^r 
 
 Whj  (hould  thof<  1  grief, 
 
 Which  view  a  baviour  I 
 
 2  What  though  the  gloomy  tyrant  death 
 
 Doth  God's  ow  n  houie  invade  .; 
 
 What  though  the  prophet  and  the  prieft 
 Be  numbered  with  the  dead  ? 
 
 3  Though  earthly  fliepherds  dwell  in  dull, 
 
 aged  and  the  young  ; 
 The  watchful  eye  in  darknefs  clos'd, 
 
 And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  : 
 
 4  Th'  eternal  fhepherd  dill  furviyes, 
 
 Ne  a  .  1  to  impart  ; 
 
 His  hand  ilill  guides  uc,  and  his  voice 
 Still  animates  cur  heart. 
 
 5  "  I.o,  I  am  with  you,"  faith  the  Lord, 
 
 "  My  church  thall  4rAz  abide  \ 
 
 11  Foi  I  will  ne'er  forfake  my  own, 
 
 t€  Whofe  fouls  in  me  co&fide/' 
 
 6  Through  every  feene  of  life  and  death 
 
 i  promife  is  our  truft  ; 
 And  this  (hall  be  cur  d  ildren's  long 
 When  we  are  laid  in  dull. 
 
 DoDDRIDGl. 
 
 ipninnCLXXXV.    Common  Metre.  [   ] 
 
 'The  I-  .  -   Ckr:ji. 
 
 NOW  let  able  faith  behold 
 
 Our  great  High  Prieft  above, 
 And  ftant  care 
 
 d  fympathetic  I 
 
 2  Exalted  to  his  Father's  throne, 
 With  matchlefs  honours  crown' 
 And  lord  of  all  th'  angelic  hoft, 
 V:  no  wait  the  throne  around. 
 
Hymn   180.  147 
 
 3  The  names  of  all  the  faints  he  bears, 
 
 Engraven  on  his  heart  ; 
 
 Nor  mail  the  /neaneft  faint  complain 
 That  he  hath  loft  his  part. 
 
 4  Thofe  characters  (hall  firm  remain 
 
 Our  everlafting  truft, 
 When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
 Are  moulder'd  into  dull. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 Jptmm  CLXXXVI.   Common  Metre.   [#] 
 
 God's  Loire  to  his  Church, 
 
 NOW  {hall  my  inward  joys  arife 
 And  bur  ft  into  a  fong  : 
 Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 
 And  pleafures  tune  my  tongue. 
 
 2  God,  on  his  thirfty  Sion  hill, 
 
 Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
 And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  lovf 
 To  fhower  falvation  down. 
 
 3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 
 
 Sufpicions  and  complaints  ? 
 
 Is  he  a  God  ?  and  fhall  his  £race 
 
 Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 
 
 4  Can  a  kind  mother  e'er  forget 
 
 The  objects  of  her  care  r 
 Among  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts, 
 Her  fuckling  have  no  (hare  ? 
 
 5  "  Yet,  (faith  the  Lord)  fhould  nature  change, 
 
 u  And  mothers  monfters  prove, 
 li  Sion  dill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
 K  Of  everlafting  love. 
 
148  Hymn   187. 
 
 1 — . ■ , ■  »     ■■  -y 
 
 6  u  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
 "  I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ; 
 u  My  hands  (hall  raife  her  ruin'd  walls, 
 "  And  build  her  broken  frame." 
 
 Wa  rrj. 
 
 fpgmn  CLXXXVII.    Long  Metre. 
 
 TLe  Gloty  and  Grace  of  CL-riJl. 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  a  nobie  fong  ! 
 Awake,  my  foul  ;   awake,  my  tOllff 
 Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 
 And  all  his  boundiefs  love  proclaim. 
 
 2  See  where  it  fhines  in  Jefus'  face, 
 The  brighteit  im?ge  of  his  grace  \ 
 God,  in  the  perfon  of  his  Son, 
 Has  all  his  noblefl  works  outdone. 
 
 3  The  fpacious  earth  and  fpreadmg  flood, 
 
 Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God  \ 
 And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar, 
 Sparkle  in  every  roiling  liar. 
 
 4  But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  mines, 
 Drawn  out  in  far  iuperior  lines  \ 
 The  luflre  of  re  deem  in  g  grace 
 Outfhints  the  beam?  's  face. 
 
 5  Grace  !  '  Tis  a  pure  celefiul  theme, 
 Our  thoughte  rejoice  at  Jefus'  name  ! 
 Ye  angels,  di  rid  •, 
 
 Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 
 
 6  O  may  we  reach  that  glorious  place, 
 \V here  we  i\\  I  i  r.-:^  to  £ 
 Where  all  hjs faints  from  death  reitov'd, 
 Shall  be  forever  with  the  Lord. 
 
Hymn   188,  189.  149 
 
 jpgmn  CLXXXV11I.    Long  Marc.   [#] 
 
 Glory  to  Cbriji  our  Pri'Jl  and  King. 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know 
 The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
 Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
 And  (trains  of  nobler  praife  above. 
 
 2  'Twas  he  who  cleans'd  us  from  our  fins, 
 And  wafh'd  us  in  his  precious  blood  *, 
 'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 
 And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
 
 3  To  Jefus,  our  atoning  Pried, 
 To  Jefus,  our  eternal  King, 
 Be  univerfal  power  confeiVd 
 And  every  tongue  his  glory  fing. 
 
 4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes  ! 
 And  every  eye  (ball  fee  him  move  ! 
 Though  with  our  fins  we  piere'd  him  once, 
 Then  he  clifplays  his  pard'ning  love. 
 
 5  The  unbelieving  world  (hall  wail, 
 Whilft  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  ; 
 Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
 Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ii)pnm  CLXXXIX.  Long  Metre.    [*] 
 
 SjiiJiion  b\  Grace. 
 
 NOW  to  the  power  of  God  fupreme 
 Be  eyerlafting  honours  given  ; 
 He  faves  fro  in  fin,  we  blefs  his  name, 
 And  calls  our  wand'ting  feet  to  heaven* 
 1  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 
 But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
 
i5o  Hymn   190. 
 
 He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 
 And  forms  a  people  for  his  praiie. 
 
 3  ' Twas  his  own  purpofe  that  begun  . 
 To  refcue  finncrs  doorVd  to  die  ; 
 He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrift  his  Son, 
 Before  he  fpread  the  Harry  iky. 
 
 4  Jefus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  laft, 
 
 And  makes  his  Father's  counfdte  known  -, 
 Declares  the  great  tranfacYions  pait, 
 And  brings  immortal  bleifings  down, 
 
 £  He  dies,  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
 Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  deftroy  ; 
 Rifing,  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
 And  took  pcirdfion  of  the  joy. 
 
 Wat  ft. 
 
 ij)gnm  CXC.     Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Divine  Qoodnefs  hi  Ajjli£ii*ris. 
 
 NOW  to  thy  heavenly  Father's  praiie, 
 My  heart,  thy  tribute   bring  ; 
 That  goodnefs  which  prolongs  sny  days, 
 With  grateful  pleaiure  fing. 
 
 2  Whene'er  he  fends  afflicting  pains, 
 
 His  mercy  holds  the  rod  ; 
 His  powerful  word  the  heart  fuftaiiiSj 
 And  fpeaks  a  faithful  God. 
 
 3  A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh, 
 
 When  humble  grief  implores  ; 
 His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  figh, 
 He  pities  and  reitores. 
 
 4  My  grateful  foul  would  humbly  bri 
 
 Her  tribute  to  thy  throne  \ 
 
Hymn   191.  iji 
 
 Accept  the  wifh,  my  God,  my  King, 
 To  make  ithy  goodnefs  known. 
 
 5  O  be  the  life  thy  hand  re  (lores, 
 
 Devoted  to  thy  praife  ! 
 To  thee  I  confecrate  my  powers, 
 To  thee,  my  future  days. 
 
 6  Thy  foul-enliv'ning  grace  impart, 
 
 A  warmer  love  inipire  ; 
 And  be  the  breathings  of  my  heart 
 Dependence  and  defire. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 jpgmn  CXCI.      Common  Metre.    [#or&] 
 
 Winter. 
 
 NOW  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
 Em  circling  nature  round  : 
 how  bleak,  how  comfortlefs  the  plains, 
 With  verdure  lately  c  rewn'd  ! 
 
 2  The  fun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
 
 And  light  and  warmth  depart  \ 
 And  drooping,  lifelefs  nature  feems 
 An  emblem  of  my  heart. 
 
 3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 
 
 in  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
 Confm'd  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
 How  defolate  and  fad  ! 
 
 4  Ere  long  the  fun  with  genial  ray- 
 
 Shall  cheer  the  mourning  earth  ; 
 And  blooming  flowers,  and  verdure  gar, 
 Renew  their  annual  birth. 
 
 5  So,  if  my  foul's  bright  Sun  impart 
 
 His  aU-enliv'ning  {aaii 
 
152  Hymn   192. 
 
 The  vital  ray  (hall  cheer  my  heart, 
 Till  then  a  frozen  foil. 
 
 6  Then  faith  and  hope  and  love  fhall  rife, 
 
 Renew'd  to  lively  bloom, 
 And  breathe  accepted  to  the  ikies, 
 Their  humble,  fweet  perfume. 
 
 7  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  difplay, 
 
 My  drooping  joys  reitore, 
 And  guide  me  to  the  feats  of  day, 
 Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 il)|)mn  CXCII.     Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Charity. 
 
 O  CHARITY  !  thou  heav'nly  grace  \ 
 All  tender,  foft  and  kind  ! 
 A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 
 To  all  that's  good  inclin'd  ! 
 
 2  The  man  of  charity  extends 
 
 To  all  his  liberal  hand  \ 
 His  kindred,  neighbours,  i'o^s  and  friends, 
 His  pity  may  command, 
 
 3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  dill  re  fs ; 
 
 irle  hears  when  they  complain  ; 
 With  tender  heart  delights  to  blefs, 
 And  leflcn  all  their  pain. 
 
 4  The  fick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 
 
 And  all  the  fons  of  grief, 
 In  him  a  benefactor  find, 
 He  loves  to  give  relief. 
 
 5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  fweet  i 
 
 >Tis  leve  that  makes  us  rile. 
 
Hymn    193.  153 
 
 With  willing  mind  and  ardent  feet, 
 
 lo  yonJer  happy  Ikies. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 
 And  charity  {wrYue  ; 
 Thus  ihall  «  h  glory  crown' 
 
 And  lore  as  angels  do. 
 
 Prou». 
 
 imp  cxciii.  l 
 
 O  COULD  I  fear  to  \n 
 md  love  ! 
 How  gladly  would  i  mount  an d 
 On  angels'  wii  gs  to  joys  en  high  ! 
 
 %  But  ah  !  dill  fcnget  mull  I  ftay, 
 
 Ere  darkefon.  irtg'd  to  day  ; 
 
 More  profits,  forrows,  conflicts  bear, 
 
 Expos'd  to  trials,  pains  and  care. 
 
 3  Well)  let  thefe  tfrcubfes  ftill  abound, 
 
 Let  thorns  and  briars  fill  the  ground  5 
 Let  iiorms  and  tempefts  dreadful  come, 
 Till  1  arrive  at  heaven  my  heme. 
 
 4.  My  Father  knows  what  road  is  belt, 
 And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  reft  j 
 To  him  I  cheerful  give  my  all, 
 Go  where  he  leads,  and  wait  his  call. 
 
 £  When  he  commands  my  foul  away, 
 Not  kingdoms  then  (hall  tempt  my  itay  j 
 With  rapture  1  (hall  wake  and  rife 
 To  jo^n  my  friends  above  the  Ikies. 
 
 P.K<     I 
 
 Y 
 
154  Hymn    194,  195. 
 
 ij)gmn  CXCIV.    Common  Metre.      [*] 
 
 The  univcrfal  Extent  of  ChrlJTi  Kingdom,      Ifaiah  "ii.   2 — 4. 
 
 O'ER  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 
 In  latter  days,  (hall  rife 
 Above  the  fummits  of  the  hills, 
 And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 
 
 2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
 
 All  tribes  and  tongues  fhall  flow  ; 
 Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  fay, 
 And  to  his  houfe  we'll  go. 
 
 3  The  beams  that  fhine  from  Zion's  hill 
 
 Shall  lighten  every  land  •, 
 The  King,  who  reigns  in  Clem's  towers, 
 Shall  the  whole  world  command. 
 
 4  Among  the  nations  he  fhall  judge  ; 
 
 His  judgments  truth  fhall  guide  ; 
 His  fceptre  (hall  protect  the  juft, 
 And  crufh  the  finner's  pride. 
 
 5  No  war  (hall  rage,  nor  hoftiie  ftrife 
 
 Difturb  thofe  happy  year*  ; 
 To  plough-fhares  men  ihall  beat  their  fwords, 
 To  pruning-hooks  their  fpears. 
 
 6  No  longer  hods,  encount'ring  hofts, 
 
 Shall  crowds  of  ilain  deplore  ; 
 They'll  lay  the  martial  trumpet  by, 
 And  ftudy  war  no  more. 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafc*. 
 
 $gmn  CXCV.     Common  Metre,    [^ox^ 
 
 Obedience  to  God  our  Fa  tier. 
 
 OGOD,  my  Father,  I  adcre 
 That  all  commanding  name  -7 
 
Hymn   106.  155 
 
 It  wiU  my  fool  to  life  reitore, 
 And  kindie  all  my  flame. 
 
 2  Entire,  I  bow  at  thy  commands, 
 
 I  homage  pay  ; 
 With  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
 HI  :y. 
 
 3  I'll  wil  more  tranfgrefa, 
 
 As  I  too  oft  have  done  ; 
 But  every  Gnful  thought  fupprefs, 
 Each  finful  action  ihun. 
 
 4  Each  day  I  live,  I'll  feek  with  care, 
 
 And  in  rhis  Courfc  will  perfcvere, 
 
 ig  erace. 
 
 5  Thus  will  I  my  relation  claim, 
 
 And  call  myfelf  thy  fon, 
 And  whilft  i  boar  the  glorious  name, 
 v  Father's  rights  v 
 
 6  I  will  ',  but  thou  mufl  ftrength  impart 
 
 This  pro  nife  to  ful 
 Lord,  writ:  tl  :art, 
 
 That  I  may  do  thy  will. 
 
 til  CXCVI.     L  tre.      C 
 
 L ;  cv. 
 
 OGOD,  our  Fathe 
 \  e,  cr  hop 
 
 ve, 
 :s  with  holy  love. 
 
 2  May  we  from  every  act  abftaii 
 
 ts,  or  gvrt  sighbour  pain, 
 
 prefs, 
 !je  Ins  happinefc. 
 
*$6  Hymn  197. 
 
 3  Still  may  we  find  our  hearts  inclin'd 
 To  a£t  the  friend  to  ;  .  nd  ; 
 Still  feek  their  fafety,  hpakh  and  cafe,. 
 Their  virtue  and  eternal  peace. 
 
 4  With  pity  may  our  br<  vow, 
 When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  woe  i 
 And  vc:.r  a  iyr  patbi  3 
 
 With  all  who  arc  of  heavy  heart. 
 
 5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduit  fhine. 
 
 An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thme  ; 
 Thus  m£y  we  his  s  prove 
 
 "Who  came  to  mantfeft  thy  love. 
 
 Saiilburv  CoHe&iafr. 
 
 tpgmtt  CXCVII.     Common  Metre.      [«} 
 
 T£    DEUM. 
 A  general  Hymn cf  Praife. 
 
 OGOD,  we  praife  thee,  and  confef* 
 That  thou  the  only  Lord 
 And  everlaftin  r  art, 
 
 By  all  the  earth  adorM. 
 
 2  To  thee  all  angels  cry 
 
 lo  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
 Both  Cheriibim  and  Seraphim* 
 Continually  do  cry, 
 
 3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  LorJ, 
 
 \Vhpm  heavenly  hofts  obey. 
 The  world  is  with  the  glory  lilPd 
 Of  thy  iviajcll'ic  fw<;y. 
 
 4  Th'  apcftles'  glorious  company, 
 
 And  prophets  crownM  with  ligl 
 With  -ail  the  martyrs'  noWe  hod, 
 Thy  conftant  praife  recite. 
 
Hymn   198.  157 
 
 5  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 
 
 O  Lord,  confefles  thee, 
 That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
 Of  boundlefs  majefty. 
 
 6  Thy  honour'd,  true,  and  only  Son, 
 
 And  Holy  Ghoit,  the  fpring 
 Of  never-ceafing  joy  *,  O  Chriit, 
 Of  glory  thou  art  King. 
 
 Patrick. 
 
 ipgmn  CXCVIH.     Long  Metre.     [*] 
 
 The  Glory  and  Safety  of  the  Church. 
 
 O  HAPPY  Church,  celeftial  bride, 
 Thy  hufband  will  with  thee  refide  ; 
 With  m3tchlefs  glory  thou  (halt  fhine, 
 In  robes  of  honour  all  divine. 
 
 2  Silver  and  gold  her  happy  drefs, 
 Truth,  meeknefs,  love  and  righteoufnefs  ; 
 Holy  without,  and  pure  within, 
 
 Free  from  the  guilt  of  reigning  fin. 
 
 3  Her  laws  and  doctrines  juft  and  right 
 Her  priefts  the  minifters  of  light  -y 
 Her  order  from  the  courts  above, 
 And  all  her  fervice  done  in  love. 
 
 4  Her  difcipline  is  from  the  word, 
 Her  head  and  ruler  is  the  Lord  ; 
 Her  fons  and  daughters  all  agree, 
 And  live  in  peace  and  charity. 
 
 5  Her  journey  is  the  holy  way, 
 Which  leads  to  everlafting  day  ; 
 And  her  eternal  fure  reward, 
 
 A  crown  of  glory  with  the  Lord. 
 
 TRQV3. 
 
 O 
 
1^8  Hymn    199,  200. 
 
 $>gmn  CXCIX.     Common  Mate.      [«] 
 
 O  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 
 Inftra&ion's  faithful  voice; 
 And  who  celeftial  wifdora  makes 
 
 His  early,  only  choice. 
 
 2  Her  treafures  arc  or"  more  efteem 
 
 '\  ban  eaii  or  welt  unfold  ; 
 And  her  rewards  more  precious  arc 
 Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 
 
 3  In  her  right  hand  ine  holds  to  view 
 
 A  length  or  happy  days  ; 
 K  :  fplendid  honours  join\l, 
 
 Her  left  hand  full  difplays. 
 
 4  She  gui  les  the  young  with  innocence 
 
 ire's  path  to  tr. 
 A  c  uiory  (he  beftows 
 
 Upon  the  hoary  head, 
 
 5  According  as  her  labours  ::::, 
 
 bo  her  rewards  ine  re  ate  ; 
 Her  ways  arc  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
 
 Ai.  1  paths  arc  peace. 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafe. 
 
 >mn  CC.     Commm  Metre.     [*  or  b] 
 
 Filial 
 
 (*\  LORD,  my  beft  ddires  fulfil, 
 J?    And  help  me  to  refign 
 Life,  health  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
 And  m;  t;e  thy  pleasure  mine. 
 
 2  Why  mould  I  (brink  at  thy  command, 
 Whofe  Lve  forbids  my  fears  ? 
 
Hymn  201.  159 
 
 Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  h?'\[ 
 That  wipes  away  my  tears  ! 
 
 3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  y 
 
 What  mod  I  prize  to  thee  •, 
 Who  never  haft  a  gift  withheld) 
 Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 
 
 4  I  would  fubmit  to  all  thy  will, 
 
 For  thou  art  good  and  wife  ; 
 Let  every  anxious  thought  be  itiil, 
 Nor  one  faint  murmur  rife. 
 
 5  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkeft  gloom, 
 
 And  bid  me  wait,  ferene, 
 Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
 And  brighten  all  the  fcene. 
 
 6  My  Father  !  O  permit  my  heart 
 
 To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
 And  aik  the  blifs  thofe  words  impart, 
 In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 fpgmn  CCI.       Common  Metre.       [*] 
 
 A    Morning  or   Evening    Hymn. 
 
 ON  thee  each  morning,   C)  my  God, 
 My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
 In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
 In  whom  my  wiftieswcnd. 
 
 2  My  foul,  in  pleafing  wonder  loft, 
 
 Thy  boundlefs  love  furveys  ; 
 And,  iir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
 Her  facrifice  of  praife. 
 
 3  When  evening  (lumbers  prefs  my  eyes, 
 
 With  thy  protection  bleft, 
 
 , 
 
160  Hymn  202. 
 
 In  peace  and  fafety  I  commit 
 My  weary  limbs  to  reit. 
 
 4  My  fpirit  in  thy  hands  fecure, 
 
 Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
 For,  whether  waking  or  afleep, 
 Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  ftiil. 
 
 5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 
 
 Thy  wondrous  acls  proclaim  ; 
 Whilft  all  with  me  (hall  praifes  fing, 
 And  biefs  thy  facred  name. 
 
 6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  PU  {till 
 
 The  growing  work  purfue  ; 
 And  thee  alone  will  praife,  to  whom 
 Eternal  praife  is  due. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
 Jpgmri  CCII.     Common  Metre.       [b] 
 
 Rejigruiicn,  or  Gccd  cut  of  Evil. 
 
 O  RESIGNATION  !  heavenly  power  \ 
 Our  warmed  thoughts  engage  \ 
 Thou  art  the  fafefl  guide  of  youth, 
 The  fole  fuppoit  of  age. 
 
 2  Teach  us  the  hand  of  love  divine 
 
 In  evils  to  difcern  -, 
 'Tis  the  firft  lefTon  which  we  need, 
 The  latelt  which  we  learn. 
 
 3  Is  resignation's  leffon  hard  ? 
 
 On  trial  we  mall  find,  ^ 
 It  makes  us  give  up  nothing  more 
 Than  anguifh  of  the  mind. 
 
 4  Refign,  and  all  the  pain  of  life 
 
 That  moment  we  remove  j 
 
Hymn  203.  161 
 
 The  heavy  load  of  grief  and  care 
 Devolves  on  one  above. 
 
 ;  He  bids  us  lay  our  burthen  down 
 On   his  almighty  hand  ; 
 Supports  our  feeble  frame,  and  makes 
 Our  weary  feet  to  (land. 
 
 J  What  though  we're  fwallovvM  in  the  deep. 
 And  billows  round  us  roar  ? 
 Like  Jonah  thou  wilt  fafely  keep, 
 And  guide  us  to  the  ihore. 
 
 •  Thy  will  is  welcome,  let  it  wear 
 Its  molt  tremendous  form  ; 
 Though  tempefts  rile,  we  know  that  thou 
 Can  ft  Cave  us  by  the  lionn. 
 
 Young,  altered, 
 
 $gmt1  CCIIJ.      Common  Metre.     [!•] 
 
 D<j:rs  rf  ComT.union   zviib    Gjd, 
 
 OTHAT  I  knew  the  fecret  place 
 Where  1  might  find  my  God  ! 
 I'd  fpread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
 And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
 
 I'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arile  *, 
 
 What  forrows  I  fuftain  \ 
 How  itrength  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
 
 And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 
 
 He  knows  what  arguments  IM  take 
 
 To  wreitie  with  my  God  ; 
 I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
 
 And  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 
 
1 62  Hymn  204. 
 
 4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
 
 And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 
 He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  faints, 
 The  language  of  their  groans. 
 
 5  Arife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diflrefs, 
 
 And  banifli  every  fear  •, 
 He  calls  me  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
 To  fpread  my  farrows  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 $gmn  CCIV.     Long  Metre.         [t>] 
 
 On  the  da-gtraus  S'ulntfs  cf  a  JMir.ifier* 
 
 OTHOU,  before  whofe  gracious  throne 
 We  bow  our  fuppliant  fpirits  down, 
 Thou  know 'ft  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
 And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 
 
 1  Thou  only  canft  aiTuage  our  grief, 
 And  give  our  forrowihg  hearts  relief  \ 
 In  mercy  then  thy  fervant  fpare, 
 Nor  turn  af:Jc  thj  people's  prayer. 
 
 3  Avert  thy  defolating  itroke> 
 
 Nor  fmite  the  fnepherd  of  the  flock  \ 
 Rettore  him,  finking  to  the  grave, 
 Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  hafte  to  fave« 
 
 4  Bound  to  each  foul  by  tender  ties, 
 In  every  heart  his  image  lies  *, 
 Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 
 
 Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart, 
 
 5  But  if  our  (applications  fait. 
 
 And  prayers  and  tears  cannot  prevail, 
 Be  thou  his  ftrength,  be  thou  his  flay  * 
 Support  him  through  the  gloomy  way, 
 
Hymn  205.  163 
 
 6  Around  him  may  thy  angels  ftand, 
 Waiting  the  fignal  of  thy  hand, 
 To  bid  his  happy  fpirit  rife, 
 And  bear  him  to  their  native  fkies 
 
 Rippon's  Collection, 
 
 . . » 
 
 ^gmnCCV.    Common  Metre.  [*orb] 
 
 The  Cbriflians  Rcfolution,  founded  on  Jacob's  Fo'w, 
 Gen.  xxviii.  ao. 
 
 OTHOU,  by  whofe  all  bounteous  hand 
 Thy  people  ftill  are  fed  ; 
 Who  through  life's  weary  pilgrimage 
 Haft  all  our  fathers  led  \ 
 %  To  thee  our  humble  vow  we  raife  ; 
 To  thee  addrefs  our  prayer  •, 
 And  in  thy  kind  and  faithful  hand, 
 Depofit  all  our  care. 
 
 3  If  thou,  through  each  perplexing  path, 
 
 Wilt  be  our  conftant  guick  j 
 If  thou  wilt  daily  food  fupply, 
 And  raiment  wilt  provide  -, 
 
 4  If  thou  wilt  fpread  thy  fhield  around, 
 
 Till  all  our  wanderings  ceafe, 
 And  at  our  Father's  fafe  abode 
 Our  fouls  arrive  in  peace  *, 
 
 5  To  thee,  as  to  our  covenant  God, 
 
 Ourfelves  we  will  refign  ; 
 And  count  that  all  on  earth  we  have, 
 And  e'en  our  life  is  thine, 
 
164  Hymn  206,  207. 
 
 mm  CCVI.     Common  Metre.      Dj 
 
 The  contrite    Ueott. 
 
 OTHOU,  whofe  tender  mercy  hears 
 Contrition's  humble  figh  ; 
 Whole  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
 From  forrow's  weeping  eye  ! 
 
 2  See  !   low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 
 A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
 Haft  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face  ? 
 Halt  thou  not  faid — Returu  ? 
 
 3  And  {hall  my  guilty  fears  prevail, 
 
 To  drive  me  from  rhy  feet  ? 
 O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
 This  only  fafe  retreat. 
 
 4  Abfent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light, 
 
 Without  one  cheering  ray, 
 Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
 How  de folate  iv.y.way  ! 
 
 5  O  fhine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
 
 "Wirh  baBs  of  mercy  thine  ; 
 And  let  thy.  ntaling  voice  impart 
 A  taile  of  joys  divine. 
 
 6  Thy  pretence  only  can  beftow 
 
 Delights  winch  never  cloy  \ 
 Be  this  my  comfort  here  below, 
 And  my  eternal  joy. 
 
 Mr*  Stef.lv.. 
 
 fp»>mn  CCV1I.    Lot;?  Metre,     [tort)] 
 
 The   I»:fcrtavce   rf  Time. 
 
 OTIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh  j 
 Hew  lew  will  cftixnate  a  day  ! 
 
Hymn  208.  165 
 
 Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on, 
 The  foul  neglected  and  undone. 
 
 2  In  painful  cares  or  empty  joys 
 
 Our  life  its  precious  hours  deftroys  ; 
 Whilft  death  ftands  watching  at  our  fide, 
 Eager  to  (lop  the  living  tide. 
 
 3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
 Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
 Was  it  for  this,  his  thought  defign'd 
 The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 
 
 4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  fublime, 
 He  fafhion'd  all  the  fons  of  time  j 
 Pilgrims  on  earth,  but  foon  to  be 
 The  heirs  of  immortality. 
 
 5  This  feafon  of  your  being  know, 
 
 Is  given  to  you,  your  feeds  to  fow  ^ 
 Wifdom  and  folly's  differing  grain 
 In  future  worlds  is  Wife  and  pain. 
 
 6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 
 Idle  or  bufy,  fearch  it  through  ; 
 And  whilft  probation's  minutes  laft, 
 Let  every  day  amend  the  paft. 
 
 Scott, 
 
 Ipgmn  CCVI1I.  Common  Metre.    [*ori>] 
 
 Prudence, 
 
 OTIS  a  lovely  thing  to  fee 
 A  man  of  prudent  heart  ! 
 Whofe  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agree 
 To  act  a  ufeful  pan. 
 
 2  When  envy,  ftrife  and  wars  begin 
 In  little  angry  fouls., 
 
i66  Hymn  209. 
 
 Mark  how  the  fons  of  peace  come  in, 
 And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 
 
 3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild  and  meek, 
 
 Nor  does  their  an^ei  rife  •, 
 Nor  pafiion  moves  their  lips  to  fpeak, 
 Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 
 
 4  Their  lives  ars  prudence  mix'd  with  love  ; 
 
 Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
 They  join  the  ferpem  with  the  dove, 
 But  cait  tie  iling  away. 
 
 5  Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind  j 
 
 Such  plea  fu  res  he  purfu'd  : 
 His  manners  gentle  and  refin'd  \ 
 His  foul  divinely  good. 
 
 Jppmn  CCIX.       Long  Metre.       Q,] 
 
 Importunate  Prayer.      "  JJh,  and  ye  Jhall  ;.. 
 Matt.  vii.  7,  &c. 
 
 OUR  Father,  thron'd  above  the  iky, 
 To  thee  our  empty  hands  we  fpread  9 
 Thy  children  at  thy  footftool  lie, 
 And  afk  thy  bkilings  on  their  head. 
 
 2  Let  mercy  all  our  fins  difpel, 
 
 As  clouds  before  the  folar  beam  ; 
 Our  fouls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
 To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 
 
 3  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
 In  that  auguit  and  precious  name, 
 By  thee  ordaiivd,  we  now  draw  near, 
 And  would  the  promis'd  bleinag  claim, 
 
 4  Does  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
 The  cravings  of  his  famifh'd  foil  I 
 
Hymn  210.  167 
 
 Will  he  reje£l  the  filial  prayer, 
 
 Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  Itone  ? 
 
 5  Our  heavenly  Father,  how  much  more 
 Will  thy  divine  compaffion  rife  ; 
 And  open  thy  unbounded  (tore 
 
 To  iatisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 
 
 6  Yes,  we  will  afk,  and  leek,  and  prefs 
 For  gracious  audience  to  thy  ieat*, 
 Still  hoping,  waiting  for  fuccefs, 
 
 If  perfevering  to  entreat. 
 
 7  For  Jefus  in  his  faithful  word 
 The  patient  »  bleft  ; 
 And  all  thy  faints  with  one  accord 
 The  prevalence  of  prayer  attelt. 
 
 Scott. 
 
 ipyitvn  CCS.     Short  Metre.      Etterfc] 
 
 Communion    tiifo    God  and  Chiijt. 
 
 OUR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
 And  Chrift  invites  us  near  ; 
 With  both  cur  friendship  fnali  hz  fweetj 
 And  our  communion  dear. 
 
 2  God  pities  all  my  griefs, 
 Ke  pardons  y  ; 
 
 Almighty  to  my  foul, 
 
 And  wife  to  guide  my  way. 
 
 3  Hew  large  his  be  unties  are  ! 
 What  various  ftores  of  gocd, 
 
 DiffusM  from  my  Redeemer's  hand, 
 i  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 
 
 4  Jefus,  my  living  head, 
 
 i  blefs  thy  faithful  care, 
 
i68  Hymn  ait. 
 
 My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
 And  my  fore-runner  there. 
 
 5  Here  fix  my  roving  heart ; 
 
 Here  wait  my  warmed  love, 
 Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
 
 In  nobler  fcenes  above. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 ij3|>mn  CCXI.     Hallelujah  Metre.     [#] 
 
 Cbrijl  feen  of  Angels* 
 
 OYE  immortal  throng 
 Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
 Join  with  cur  feeble  fong, 
 And  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 
 On  earth  ye  knew         His  wondrous  grace  •, 
 His  radiant  face  In  heaven  ye  view. 
 
 2  Ye  faw  the  heaven-born  Child 
 In  human  flefn  array'd  j 
 How  innocent  and  mild, 
 When  in  the  manger  laid  ! 
 
 And  praife  to  God,         And  peace  on  earth, 
 For  iuch  a  birth,  Proclaimed  aloud. 
 
 3  Ye  in  the  wildernefs 
 Beheld  the  tempter  fpoiPd, 
 Well  known  in  every  drels, 
 Tn  every  combat  foil'd  ; 
 
 Ye  join'd  to  crown         The  victor's  head, 
 When  Satan  fled  Before  his  frown. 
 
 4  Ye  kept  a  filent  guard 
 Arou:ul  his  fleeping  head, 
 Till  the  bright  morn  appear'd 
 Which  wakM  him  from  the  dead. 
 
 Then  roll'd  the  (tone,        And  all  ador'd 
 Your  riling  Lord,  With  joy  unknown. 
 
Hymn  212.  169 
 
 5  When  all  array'd  in  light, 
 The  mining  Conqueror  rode, 
 Ye  hail'd  his  rapturous  flight 
 Up  to  the  throne  of  God  *, 
 
 And  wav'd  around  Your  ardent  wings, 
 
 And  tun'd  your  rtrings,  Of  nobleft  found. 
 
 6  The  warbling  notes  purfue, 
 And  louder  anthems  raife, 
 Whilft  mortals  found  with  you 
 Their  own  Redeemer's  praife. 
 
 And  thou,  my  foul,       With  equal  flame 
 His  praife  proclaim,       Whiitl  ages  roll. 
 
 Doddridge,  altered. 
 
 ^jmn  CCXII.     Long  Metre.     £*<*« 
 
 Pat  ::nc:. 
 
 PATIENCE,  O  what  a  -race  divine, 
 Sent  from  the  God  of  peace  and  love  I 
 That  leans  upon  its  Father's  hand, 
 As  through  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 
 
 2  By  patience  we  ferenely  be;*r 
 
 c  troubles  of  cur  mortal  ftate  •, 
 And  wait  contented  our  difchar^e, 
 Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 
 
 3  Though  we  in  full  fen  fat  ion  feel 
 
 The  weight,  die  wounds  our  God  ordains, 
 We  fmileamidft  cur'hezvieft  woes, 
 And  triumph  in  our  fharpeft  pains. 
 
 4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
 
 And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breaft  ; 
 Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o'er, 
 We  reach  the  port  of  endlcfs  reft. 
 P 
 
170  Hi  r">. 
 
 5  Faith  inl  .     tughf, 
 Hope  (hall                    vrtncnt  dit  *, 
 
 And  patience  in  pofTVITi  m  1 
 
 In  the  bright  world  of  bills  on  high. 
 
 Ri.'pon's  Collection. 
 
 IW  CCXIII.     Common  Metre.  t*ort>] 
 
 Peace  end  Ccr/olati  -n  of  a  Chrifllan. 
 
 PEACE,  all  ye  forrows  of  the  heart, 
 And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
 The  christian  ne'er  can  be  forlorn, 
 ho  views  his  Saviour  high. 
 
 2  u  I  rour  forrows  rife,"  he  fays, 
 
 ^r  b^  you  1  fouls  afraid  : 
 "  ijuft  in  your  God's  almighty  name, 
 iC  And  truft  your  Saviour's  aid. 
 
 3  "Fair  manfions  in  my  ruber's  houfe 
 
 ''  For  ail  hi<?  children  wait  \ 
 €i  And  I  your  elder  brother  go 
 
 "  To  open  wide  the  ;rate. 
 
 4  «  And  if  I  thitKer  go  before, 
 
 11  A  dwelling  to  prepare  ; 
 
 "  I  fureiy  will  ferttrn  again 
 "  That  I  may  fix  you  there. 
 
 $  "  United  in  eternal  love, 
 
 "  My  people  ih all  remain, 
 "  And  with  rejoicing  heart  (hall  fhare 
 
 "  The  glories  of  my  reign." 
 
 6  Thy  gracious  words,  O  Lord,  we  hear, 
 
 And  cordial  joys  they  brinp  ; 
 Frail  nature  may  extort  a  groan, 
 But  death  has  loll  its  fling. 
 
 DODDRIDC** 
 
Hymn   214,  215.  171 
 
 |)gmn  CCX1V.      Common  Metre,      . 
 
 Subvrjjiijii  to  cjjliCl'n..   Pravt  knee. 
 
 PEACE,  my  complaining 
 Ye  bufy  cares  be  dill  j 
 Adore  the  juft,  the  fovereign  Lord, 
 Nor  murmur  at  his  will. 
 
 1  Unerring  wifdom  guides  his  hand  5 
 Nor  dares  my  guilty  fear, 
 Amidlt  the  fharpeit  pains  I  feel, 
 Pronounce  his  hand  fevere. 
 
 3  To  foften  every  gainful  ftroke, 
 
 Indulgent  mercy  bends  ; 
 And  unrepining  when  1  plead, 
 His  gracious  ear  attends. 
 
 4  Let  me  reflect  with  humble  awe, 
 
 ne'er  my  heart  complains  ; 
 Compared  with  v:\\zx.  my  fins  deferve, 
 How  eafy  are  my  pains  ! 
 
 5  Great  fovereigii  Lord,  I  own  thy  hand, 
 
 Thou  juft  and  wife  and  kind  ; 
 Ec  every  anxious  thought  fupjpf 
 
 And  all  my  foul  refign'd. 
 
 6  From  evil  thou  wilt  good  produce, 
 
 And  light  from  dkrknefs  raile ; 
 Thus  thou  wilt  change  my  grief  to  joy, 
 And  turn  my  tears  to  pfaife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele;  with  Addition. 
 
 $pmn  CCXV.       Common  Metre.      [[>] 
 
 Tie  triaL  of  Virtu:. 
 
 PLAC'D  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
 Lift's  opening  fcene  fuvcy'd  *, 
 
172  Hymn   115. 
 
 I  view'd  its  ills  of  various  kinds, 
 Afflicted  and  afraid. 
 
 2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  mov'd 
 
 That  virtue's  path  inclofe  -9 
 My  heart  the  wife  purfuit  approv'd, 
 but  oh,  what  toils  oppofe  ! 
 
 3  For  fee,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways 
 
 With  doubtful  ft'ep  I  tread; 
 
 A  hoftiie  world  its  rtrrrors  raife, 
 Its  fnares  deiufive  fpread. 
 
 4  O  how  (hall  I,  with  heart  prepar'd, 
 
 Thofe  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 
 Hew  from  the  thoufand  fnares  to  guard 
 My  inexperiene'd  feet  ? 
 
 5  Let  faith  fupprefs  each  riling  fear, 
 
 Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  •, 
 My  Maker's  will  has  plac'd  me  here, 
 A  Maker  wife  and  good. 
 
 6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 
 
 Its  juft  reftraint  to  give; 
 Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
 And  faithful  to  relieve. 
 
 7  Then  why  thus  heavy,  O  my  foul  ? 
 
 Say,  why  diftrefsful  itill, 
 Thy  thoughts  with  vain  impatience  roll 
 O'er  fcenes  of  future  ill  } 
 
 8  Though  griefs  unnumber'd  throng  thee  round, 
 
 Still  in  thy  God  confide  ; 
 Whofe  finger  marks  the  feas  their  bound, 
 And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 
 
 Merrick. 
 
Hymn   216. 
 
 *73 
 
 ppmn  CCXVI.     Sevens  Metre.    \g} 
 
 Praife  in  Pr  offer  tty  and  Ad-j. 
 
 PRAISE  to  God,  immoral  praife~ 
 For  the  love  that  crowns  our  a:-.yj ; 
 bounteous  Source  of  every  joyj 
 Let  thy  praife  our  fong$  employ. 
 
 2  For  the  blefljrngs  of  the  fi. 
 
 For  the  ftores  the  gardens  yield, 
 For  the  fiat's  exalted  juice, 
 For  the  generous  olive's  ufo ; 
 
 3  Flocks  that  whiten  rJl  the  plain, 
 Yellow  ineuves  of  ripen'd  grain, 
 
 Ck>i  -  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
 
 Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffufe  \ 
 
 4  All  that  fpfing  with  bounteous  hand 
 Scatters  o'er  the  fmiling  land  : 
 
 All  that  liberal  autumn  pou 
 From  her  rich  o'eril:;-.  5  ; 
 
 5  Thefe  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
 Source,  whence  ail  oin  I  flow 
 And  for  thefe  cur  ibuls  dial 
 Grateful  vows  and  folernn  praif 
 
 6  Yet  mould  flung  whirlwinds  tear 
 
 From  its  item,  the  opening  ear  -, 
 Should  the  fig-tree's  blafted  {hoot 
 Droop  its  green  untimely  fruit ; 
 
 mfd  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
 r  the  olive  yield  her  {lore  ; 
 Though  the  fifkening  flocks  mould  fall, 
 And  the  hcres  defert  tlie  ftafl} 
 8  Yet  to  thee  cur  fouls  (hall  raifc 
 Grateful  vows  ana  folexnn  praife  ; 
 
 ?  2 
 
i y4  Hymn  217. 
 
 And,  when  every  bleffirig's  flown, 
 Love  thee  for  thyfeif  alone* 
 
 Mrs.  Barbauld. 
 
 fpgmn  C CX  VII.     Long  Metre.     [#] 
 
 Tbz   Old  and  New   Creation. 
 
 PRAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundlefs  might, 
 With  uncreated  glories  bright  j 
 His  prefence  fills  the  world  above, 
 TV  eternal  Source  of  light  and  love. 
 
 2  This  rifing  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
 When  in  fubftantial  darknefs  veil'd  ; 
 The  ftiapeiefs  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
 Lay  buried  in  eternal  gloom. 
 
 3  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  faid, 
 And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  fpread ; 
 The  world  array'd  in  charms  unknown, 
 With  all  its  new-born  luftre  lhone. 
 
 4  He  fees  the  mind,  obfeur'd  within 
 The  Qiades  of  ignorance  and  fin  ; 
 And  darts  from  heaven  a  vital  ray, 
 That  changes  darknefs  into  day. 
 
 5  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigour  fhinc 
 On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
 And  let  thy  glories  (land  reveal'd 
 
 As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 
 
 6  My  foul,  reviv'd  by  heaven-born  day, 
 Thy  radiant  image  mall  difplay, 
 Whilft  all  my  faculties  unite 
 
 To  praife  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
Hymn  218,  219.  175 
 
 ^mn  CCXVllI.     Short  Metre.      [*] 
 
 The   Grace  if  G  J  in    CbriJ. 
 
 RAISE  your  triumphant  fongs 
 To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
 Let  the  wide  earth  refound  the  deeds 
 Celeftial  grace  hath  done. 
 
 2  Sing  how  eternal  Icve 
 Its  chief  beloved  chofe> 
 
 And  bade  him  raife  our  finful  race 
 From  their  abyfs  of  woes. 
 
 3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
 Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  -y 
 
 No  belts  ro  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
 To  fiercer  flames  below. 
 
 4  But  mercy  fill'd  the  throne 
 Of  the  eternal  fky, 
 
 When  Chrift  was  fent  with  pardon  down, 
 To  rebels  doona'd  to  die. 
 
 5  Now,  tinners*  dry  your  tears, 
 Let  hepeiefs  for  row  ceafe  j 
 
 Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  love, 
 And  take  the  cfFer'd  peace. 
 
 6  Lord  we  obey  thy  call, 
 We  lay  an  humble  claim 
 
 To  the  falvation  thou  hail  wrought, 
 And  love  and  praife  thy  name. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 fpgllin  CCXIX.    Common  Metre.    [fcqrfr] 
 
 For  a   Utiv  Year. 
 
 REMARK,  my  foul,  the  narrow  bounds 
 Of  the  revolving  year  \ 
 
 I 
 
176 
 
 Hymn  220. 
 
 How  fwift  the  weeks  complete  their  round  ! 
 How  fhort  the  months  appear  ! 
 
 2  So  faft  eternity  comes  on, 
 
 And  that  important  day, 
 When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
 God's  judgment  mall  furvey. 
 
 3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pafs 
 
 The  fwift  advancing  year  ; 
 And  ftudy  artful  ways  t9  increafc 
 The  fpeed  of  its  career. 
 
 4  Waken,  O  God,  my  carelefs  heart, 
 
 Its  great  concern  to  fee  •, 
 That  I  may  a£t  the  christian  part, 
 And  give  the  year  to  thee. 
 
 5  So  (hall  their  courfe  more  grateful  roll, 
 
 If  future  years  arife  ; 
 Or  this  (hall  bear  my  waiting  foul 
 To  joy  beyond  the  fides. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 fj^tnn  CCXX.      Common  Metre.       [*] 
 
 Salvation. 
 
 SALVATION  !  Q  melodious  found 
 To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
 Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
 And  leads  to  God  again  ! 
 
 2  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
 
 From  darknefe,  fire  and  chains  ; 
 Rais'd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs, 
 Where  love  with  glory  reigns  ! 
 
 3  But  O,  may  a  degenerate  foul, 
 
 Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
 
Hymn  221.  177 
 
 Pre  fume  to  raife  a  trembling  eye 
 To  bieiiiiigs  fo  divine  ? 
 
 4  The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  fcene 
 
 My  feeb:  ,lerbears  ; 
 
 And  unbelief  almolt  perverts 
 The  prcmife  inro  tears. 
 
 5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 
 
 Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  ; 
 Speak  thy  rotation  to  my  foul, 
 And  turn  my  tears  to  praiie. 
 
 6  My  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice 
 
 Tranfported  ihail  proclaim, 
 And  call  on  all  th'  angelic  harps, 
 To  found  thy  glorious  name. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 5>gmn  CCXXI.    Common  Metre.   Ql 
 
 Cbri/s   Regard  to  lift  I:   Children. 
 
 SEE,  Ifrael's  gentle  fhepherd  ftand, 
 With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
 Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
 And  takes  them  in  his  arms  ! 
 
 2  M  Permit  them  to  approach,  (he  cries,) 
 
 "  Nor  fcorn  their  humble  name  \ 
 **  It  was  to  blefs  fuch  fouls  as  thefe, 
 11  The  Lord  of  angels  came." 
 
 o 
 
 3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts, 
 
 And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
 Rejoic'd  that  we  ourfelves  are  thine, 
 Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 
 
 4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleafure  hear  •,  p 
 
 Ye  children,  feck  his  face  •, 
 
i^S  Hymn  222. 
 
 And  fly  with  tnraiport  to  receive 
 lhe  Wettings  of  his  grace. 
 
 5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
 Thy  guardian  c/.r 
 That  thought  llull  heal  cur  bleeding  hearts, 
 When  weeping  o'er  their  c. 
 
 DoDDRIDOr. 
 
 Dimm  CCXX1I.       Short  Metre. 
 
 Ckrj  thi  JVi/Jomr/Gad. 
 
 SHALL  wifdem  cry  aloud, 
 And  not  her  fpeech  be  heard  ? 
 
 The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
 Dcferves  it  no  regard  ? 
 
 2  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
 His  everiaiting  Son, 
 
 Before  the  firft  of  all  his  works, 
 Creation  was  began. 
 
 3  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
 Before  the  lolid  land, 
 
 Before  the  fields,  before  floods, 
 I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 
 
 4  When  he  adorn'd  the  ikies, 
 And  built  diem,  1  was  there, 
 
 To  order  when  the  fan  Ihouia  rife, 
 And  marihai  every  ftar. 
 
 5  When  he  pour'd  out  the  lea, 
 And  ipread  the  flowing  deep, 
 
 I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
 In  its  own  bounds  to  keep. 
 
 6  Upon  lhe  empty  air 
 
 Th-  garth  -vas  balanc'd  well  ; 
 
Hymn   22*.  tyg 
 
 With  joy  I  faw  the  manfion  where 
 The  fons  of  men  ihoulcl  dwell. 
 
 7  My  bufy  thoughts  at  firft 
 On  their  falvation  ran  ; 
 
 Ere  fin  appear'd,  or  Adam's  duft 
 Was  faihion'd  to  a  man. 
 
 8  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
 Ye  children,  and  bz  wife  ; 
 
 Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
 The  man  that  fhuns  them,  dies. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fppmil  CCXXIII.     (Umman  Metre.     [*] 
 
 The  Nativity  tf  I 
 
 "QHEPHERD3,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
 
 C3  si  And  fend  your  fears  away  ; 
 "  News  from  the  region  of  the  ikies, 
 "  Salvaticn's  born  to-day. 
 
 2  "The  Son  of  God,  whom  angels  fear, 
 
 ft  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you, 
 "  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
 "  But  not  as  :  do. 
 
 3  "No  gold  nor  purple  fwad 
 
 u  Nor  royal  fhining  things  5 
 "  A  manger  for  his  c  ids, 
 
 "  And  holds  the  Kmg  of  kings. 
 
 4  "  Go>  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 
 
 "  And  fee  his  humble  throne  ; 
 u  With  tears  of  joy  hi  all  ybflf  eves, 
 «  Go,  ihepherds,  kife  tlrf  S  - 
 
 5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftraight  arc1 
 
 The  heaven! v  armies  throng  •> 
 
i8o  Hymn  224. 
 
 They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
 And  thus  conclude  the  fong  : 
 
 6  "  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
 
 "  Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
 11  Mortals  (hall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
 "  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 
 
 7  Lord,  {hall  the  angels  have  their  fongs, 
 
 And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
 O  may  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues, 
 When  they  forget  to  praife. 
 
 8  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
 
 Who  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
 We  join  to  fing  our  Maker's  love, 
 For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ipTjmn  CCXXIV.     Long  Metre.     [M 
 
 Faith  in  God  in  a  cTime  of  Diftrcfs. — Habakkuk.  iii.  17,  18. 
 
 SHOULD  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
 Extend  her  defoliating  reign  \ 
 Nor  fpring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
 Nor  autumn  fwell  the  ripening  grain  : 
 
 2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  fheep 
 Around  their  farnifn'd  mailer  die  \ 
 And  hope  itfelf  expiring  weep, 
 Whilft  life  deplores  its  lad  fupply  : 
 
 3  Amidft  the  dark,  the  dcathfui  fcene, 
 If  I  can  fay  the  Lord  is  mine, 
 
 The  joy  (hail  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
 And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline, 
 
 4  The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 
 My  nobler  life  he  will  fuftain  ; 
 
Hymn  225.  181 
 
 His  word  immortal  vigour  gives, 
 Nor  (hall  my  hope  or  trull  be  vain. 
 
 5  Thy  prefence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart; 
 Though  every  earthly  comfort  die; 
 
 Thy  love  can  bid  my  pain  depart, 
 And  raife  my  (acted  pleasures  high. 
 
 6  O  let  me  hear  thy  blifsful  voice, 
 InTpiring  lite  and  joys  divine, 
 The  barren  defart  ihall  rejoice  ; 
 'Tis  paradite  if  thou  be  mine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 |j)2>mn    CCXXV.    Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Chr'ij}  the  fuprcwr  Bsaufy.      Ii'aiah  xxxiii.  17. 
 
 SHOULD  nature's  charms  to  pleafe  the  eye 
 In  fweet  aiTemblage  join, 
 All  nature's  charms  would  droop  and  die, 
 jefus,  compar'd  with  thine. 
 
 2  Vain  were  her  fair eft  beams  difplay'd, 
 
 And  vain  her  blooming  ftore  *, 
 Her  brightnefs  la/  to  fhade  ; 
 
 Her  beauty  is  no  more. 
 
 3  But  ahi  hew  far  from  mortal  fight 
 
 The  Lord  of  glory  dwells  ! 
 A  veil  of  interpofing  night 
 
 His  radiant  face  conceals. 
 
 4  O  could  my  bmgiiig  fpirit  rife 
 
 On  ftrong  immortai  wine:, 
 And  reach  thy  palace  in  the  fkies, 
 My  Saviour  and  my  King  ! 
 
 5  There  thonfands  worth  ip  at  thy  feet 
 
 And  there,  (divine  employ  !) 
 
182  Hymn  226. 
 
 The  triumphs  of  thy  love  repeat 
 In  longs  of  endlefs  joy. 
 
 6  Thy  prefence  beams  eternal  day 
 O'er  all  the  blifsful  place  •, 
 Who  would  not  drop  this  load  of  clay, 
 And  die  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
 
 Mrs.  Steel*. 
 
 fpymn  CCXXVI.     Long  Mare,    m 
 
 Faith  in    God's   Names. 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
 His  various  and  his  faying  names  j 
 O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
 But  by  our  fure  experience  known. 
 
 2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
 Th'  eternal,  all-fufficient  \.        . 
 
 He  through  the  world  moft  high  confefc'd. 
 13 y  whom  'twas  fcrm'd,  and  is  poiTeiYd. 
 
 3  Awake,  our  riobleft  powers,  to  blefs 
 The  God  of  Abr'ham,  God  of  peace  j 
 Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
 Father  and  God  c  his  Son. 
 
 4  Through  c  ,  his  gracious  eaT 
 Is  open  to  his  ferv.-.nts'  prayer  j 
 Nor  cari  c::c  nn 
 
 .in.- 
 
 [  Wli  .   a!J  dare, 
 
 Li  whifp  -  a  fear  : 
 
 While  (till  he  owns  his  ancient  naine, 
 The  fame  his  power,  his  love  the  fcrafc 
 
 6  To  thee  our  fouls  in  feith  arifc, 
 To  thee  we  lift  expedting  eyes  > 
 
Hymn  227,  228.  183 
 
 And  boldly  through  the  defert  tread, 
 For  God  will  guard  where  God  ihall  lead. 
 
 DoDDRlDCE. 
 
 Spginn  CCXXVII.     Com.  Metre.  [*or|>] 
 
 Tie   Bruzen   Serpent, 
 
 SO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raife 
 The  brazen  ferpent  high  ; 
 The  wounded  felt  immediate  eafe ; 
 Tne  fick  forbore  to  die. 
 
 2  "  Look  upward  in  th'  expiring  hour, 
 
 "  And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  > 
 But  Chrift  performs  a  nobkr  cure, 
 When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 
 
 3  High  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung  ; 
 
 High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  \ 
 Here  finners,  by  the  ferpent  flung, 
 Look  and  forget  their  pains. 
 
 4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
 
 A  dying  world  revives  ; 
 The  Jew  beholds  the  blefied  hope  \ 
 Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 mtl  CCXXVIII.     Long  Metre.    [|>] 
 
 On  the   Death   of  a   Child. 
 
 SO  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower, 
 Frail,  fmiling  folace  of  an  now  ! 
 So  foon  our  tranfient  comforts  fly, 
 And  pieafure  only  blooms  to  die  ! 
 
 2  To  certain  trouble  we  are  born, 
 Hope  to  rejoice,  but  fure  to  mourn  -; 
 
184  Hymn  229. 
 
 Ah,  wretched  effort,  fad  relief, 
 To  plead  necelTity  of  grief  ! 
 
 3  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
 To  heal  the  anguifh  of  the  heart  ? 
 To  eafe  the  heavy  load  of  care 
 Which  nature  mutt,  but  dreads  to  bear  ? 
 
 4  Can  rea fon's  dictates  be  obeyM  ? 
 Too  weak,  alas  !  her  itongeft  aid  •, 
 O  let  religion  then  be  nigh, 
 
 Her  conloiations  never  die. 
 
 5  Her  powerful  aid  fuppom  the  f  :ul, 
 And  nature  owns  her  kind  control  •, 
 Whilft  the  unfolds  the  facied  page, 
 Our  fierceft  griefs  refign  their  rage. 
 
 6  Then  gentle  patience  fmiles  on  pain, 
 And  dying  hope  revives  .'.gain  •, 
 
 Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  iorrow's  eye, 
 And  faith  points  upward  to  the  fky. 
 
 7  The  promife  guides  her  ardent  flight, 
 And  joys,  unknown  to  fenfe,  invite, 
 Thofe  blifsful  regions  to  explore, 
 Where  pleaiure  blooms,  to  fade  no  more. 
 
 Mrs.    STfcELB. 
 
 Jppmn  CCXX1X.    Long  Metre.  £*«**] 
 
 ,  Holinzfs, 
 
 Q  O  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
 O   The  holy  gofpel  we  profefs  ; 
 So  let  our  works  and  virtues  mine, 
 To  prove  the  do&rine  all  divine. 
 
 2  Thus  (hall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
 The  honours  of  our  Saviour  Gcd  ; 
 
Hymn  230.  185 
 
 When  the  falvation  reigns  within, 
 And  grace  fubduss  the  power  of  fin. 
 
 Our  fleih  and  fenfe  mud  be  deny'd, 
 Pailion  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ; 
 Whilft  juftice,  temperance,  truth  and  lov-z, 
 Our  inward  piety  approve. 
 
 Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
 
 Whiiit  we  expect  that  bleiTcd  hope, 
 The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
 And  faith  Hands  leaning  on  his  word. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 |j)j>mn  CCXXX.     Common  Metre.   [fc] 
 
 The   Hope  of  fftd 
 
 SOON  mail  this  earthly  frame  dinWd 
 In  death  and  ruin  lie  ; 
 But  better  manfions  wait  the  juft, 
 Prepard  above  the  Tkv. 
 
 2  A  houfe  eternal  built  by  C :  \ 
 
 Shall  lodge  the  holy  mind, 
 When  once  the  prifon- walls  are  broke 
 In  which  'tis  now  conrin'd. 
 
 3  Such  are  the  hopes  that  cheer  the  juft. 
 
 Thefe  hopes  their  God  hath  given  ; 
 His  Spirit  is  the  earnefl  now, 
 And  feals  their  fouls  for  heaven. 
 
 a  What  faith  rejoices  to  believe, 
 We  long  and  pant  to  fee  ; 
 "yVe  would  be  abfent  from  t! 
 And  prefent,  Lord,  with  tl 
 
 tfch  Paranhrafe;. 
 Q   2 
 
i86  Hymn  231,  232. 
 
 Jppmn  CCXXXI.  Common  Metre.  [*or  fc] 
 
 Human  Afifcry,  an  J  divine  Confolation. 
 
 THE  days  how  few,  how  ihort  the  year 
 Of  man's  fo  rapid  race  ! 
 Each  leaving,  as  it  fwiftly  flies, 
 A  fhorter  in  its  place. 
 
 2  They  who  the  longed  leafc  enjoy, 
 
 Have  told  us,  with  a  figh, 
 That  to  be  born,  feems  little  more 
 Than  to  begin  to  die. 
 
 3  Our  hearts  are  faften'd  to  this  worM 
 
 By  ftrong  and  numerous  ties  j 
 But  every  lorrow  cuts  a  firing, 
 And  urges  us  to  rife. 
 
 4  When  Heaven  would  kindly  fet  us  free, 
 
 And  earth's  enchantment  end  ; 
 It  takes  the  mod  effectual  way, 
 And  robs  us  of  a  friend. 
 
 5  If  we  prefume  to  counteract 
 
 A  fympathctic  God, 
 Have  we  not  caufe  to  fear  the  ftrske 
 Of  his  avenging  rod  ? 
 
 6  If  we  refign,  our  patience  makes 
 
 His  rod  a  gentle  wand  *, 
 If  not,  it  darts  a  ferpent's  fting, 
 Like  that  in  Moles'  hand. 
 
 Jpgmn  CCXXXII.      Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 Divine  Providence  totvatds  Man  and  Bcajl. 
 
 THE  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
 Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim  3 
 
Hymn  233.  187 
 
 He  gives  the  fun  his  genial  power, 
 And  fends  the  feu  re  f  re  firing  (how 
 
 2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
 And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  ir.cn  ; 
 To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  h 
 Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 
 
 3  Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 
 
 Is  thy  paternal  goodnefs  fhown  ; 
 The  tribes  of  earth,  of  fea  and  air, 
 Enjoy  thy  univerf.J  care. 
 
 a  Not  e'en  a  fparrow  yields  its  breath 
 Till  God  permits  the  ftroke  of  death  *, 
 He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, 
 The  father  and  the  friend  of  all. 
 
 5  Thy  care,  great  God,  fuftams  them  all  j 
 
 en  urg'd  by  hunger's  powerful  call, 
 Expectant  of  the  known  fupply, 
 To  thee  they  lift  the  afking  eye. 
 
 6  To  thee,  in  ceafelefs  drains  my  tongue 
 ShaU  r&ife  the  morn  and  evening  fong  ; 
 And  long  as  breath  infpires  my  frame. 
 The  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
 fpgmn  CCXXXIII.  Long  Metre.  [««!>] 
 
 Stoat   end  Sion. 
 
 THE  God,  who  cnee  to  Ifirnel  fpoke 
 From  Sinai's  top  in  are  and  fmoke, 
 In  gentler  (trains  pf  gofpel  grace 
 Invites  us  now  to  fcek  his  face. 
 2  He  wears  no  terrors  in  his  brow, 
 He  fpeaks  in  love  from  Sion  now 
 
i So  Hymn  234. 
 
 It  is  the  voice  of  Jefus'  blood 
 
 That  calls  us  wanderers  back  to  God. 
 
 3  God's  fer\  [uak'd  and  fear'd, 
 
 n  Sinai's  thundering  law  he  heard  ; 
 But  ..  itb  accents  mild 
 
 Spe  z  Tinner  as  a  child. 
 
 4  Hark  !   hew  from  Calvary  it  found:., 
 From  th-  ling  woundi  \ 
 <c  Pare!                   ace  i  freely  gi. 
 
 <:  Then,  fiiner,  look  to  me  and  live." 
 
 5  What  other  arguments  can  move 
 The  heart  that  flights  a  Saviour's  love  *, 
 O  may  that  heavenly  power  be  felt, 
 And  caufj  the  itony  heart  to  melt. 
 
 6  Elfe  how  fhall  we  thy  prefence  bear, 
 When  as  our  judge  thou  ihait  appear  ; 
 When  flighted  love  to  wrath  [hall  turn, 
 And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  bi 
 
 HlWTON. 
 
 mnCCXXXlV,   Common  Metre. 
 
 Room  ot  ti  ftafi. 
 
 TKE  King  ci  heaven  his  table  fpreads, 
 nties  crown  the  board  ; 
 Not  garadife,  with  ail  its  joys, 
 Could  fueh  deligl 
 
 2  Pal  1  peace  to  dying  men, 
 
 And  endlefe  life  are  cwen  ; 
 And  the  rich  biood  that  Jcfus  fhed, 
 To  raifc  the  foul  to  he ..-. 
 
 3  Ye  hungry  poor,  who  long  have  ftr 
 
 In  fins  dark  maze?,  cc 
 
Hymn  23;.  1S9 
 
 Come  from  the  hedges  ?nd  highways, 
 And  grace  will  End  you  room. 
 
 4  Thoufands  of  fouls  in  glory  now, 
 
 Were  fed  and  feaited  here  •, 
 And  thoufands  more,  dill  on  the  way, 
 Around  the  board  appear. 
 
 5  Yet  is  his  houfe  and  heart  fo  large, 
 
 That  thoufands  more  may  come  ; 
 Nor  could  the  wide  afiirr.bling  wcrld 
 O'ernii  the  fpacious  room. 
 
 6  All  things  are  ready  •,  enter  in, 
 
 Nor  weak  excuies  frame  -, 
 \  Come,  take  your  places  at  the  feaft, 
 And  blefs  the  Founder's  name. 
 
 #  DODD/UDSE. 
 
 $gmn  CCXXXV.  Short  Metre.  [^ort>] 
 
 The  Laixi  and  GojpeL 
 
 THE  law  by  Mofes  came, 
 But  peace  and  truth  and  love 
 Were  brought  by  Chriit,  a  nobler  name, 
 Defcendmg  from  above. 
 
 2  Amidfl;  the  houfe  of  God, 
 Their  different  works  were  done  ; 
 
 Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  ftood  \ 
 But  Chriit  a  faithful  Son. 
 
 3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
 Be  ftric^  obedience  paid  ; 
 
 O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  (lands 
 The  fovereign  and  the  head. 
 
 4  The  man  who  durft  defpife 
 The  law  that  Mofes  brought, 
 
190  Hymn  236,  237, 
 
 Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
 For  his  prcfumptuous  fault. 
 
 5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 
 
 On  that  rebellious  race, 
 Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls, 
 
 And  dare  refill  his  grace. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 g>l>llMCCXXXVI.  Com.  Metre.  [*«&} 
 
 The   N"eiu    Covenant. 
 
 "  ^1"^  HE  promife  of  my  Father's  love 
 
 X      "  Shall  (land  forever  good/' 
 He  (aid  ;  and  gave  his  foul  to  death, 
 And  feal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 
 
 1  To  this  new  cov'nant  of  thy  word 
 I  let  my  worthlefs  name  •, 
 I  feal  th'  engagement  to  the  Lord, 
 And  maize  my  humble  claim. 
 
 3  Thy  light  and  ftrength  and  pardoning  grace^ 
 
 And  glory  (hall  be  mine ; 
 My  life  and  foul,  my  heart  and  fleih, 
 And  all  my  powers  be  thine. 
 
 4  Thus  will  I  join  my  foul  to  God 
 
 In  evcrlafling  binds ; 
 And  take  the  bleflings  he  bellows, 
 With  thankful  heart  and  hands. 
 
 Watts  and  Doddjudh?. 
 
 rpj)lim  CCXXXVII.      Long  Metre,    fy] 
 
 The  Rexuar J  of  faithful  Servants,      Daniel  III, 
 
 1  I  *HERE  is  a  glorious  world  on  high. 
 
 X      Rcfplendcnt  with  eternal  day  \ 
 
Hymn  237.  191 
 
 blifsful  profpe&  nigh, 
 And  Gou'a  own  word  reveals  the  way. 
 
 2  There  (hall  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
 V.  ith  nci  ;  luftre  fhine  ; 
 Surprifing  honour  !   large  reward, 
 GonferrM  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 
 
 3  How  happy  then  tne  truly  wife, 
 Who  learn  and  keep  the  facred  road  ! 
 Hov.-  whom  heaven  employs, 
 To  turn  rebellious  men  to  God  ! 
 
 4  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 
 
 tere  erring  folly  thoughflefs  roves  •, 
 A^d  that  blett  righteouihefs  difplay, 
 Wlii  is  wfought,  and  God  approves! 
 
 5  The  mining  firmament  (hall  fa 
 
 And  fparkling  liars  i  it  light  *, 
 
 But  thefe  fhall  know  no  change  nor  ihadr, 
 Forever  fair,  forever  bright. 
 
 6  No  fanc^d  the  i1:y, 
 
 No  fair  delui  a  ; 
 
 'Tis  God  that  fpeaks;  mho  cannot  lie, 
 
 And  all  his  word  muii  be  fuinU'd. 
 
 J   An  :>t  thefe  cold  hearts  of  curs 
 
 ie  glorious  view  ? 
 Lord,  awake  our  active  powers, 
 CV.r  feeble,  dying  renew. 
 
 8  Oil  wing  ng  dedre 
 
 G  :  spirits  daily  rile  ; 
 
 And  reach  at  iaft  the  mining  choir, 
 
 In  the  bright  manfions  of  the  fides. 
 
 Mrs.  Stt2L»: 
 
192  Hymn  238,  239. 
 
 U)ymn  ccxxxviii.   cm.    [*orw 
 
 Death   and  Heaven. 
 
 THERE  Is  a  houfe  not  made  by  hands, 
 Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
 And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  (lands, 
 Till  God  fliall  bid  it  fly. 
 
 2  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 
 
 Mult  be  (diflplv'd  and  fall  ; 
 Then,  oh  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
 Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 
 
 3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 
 
 That  forms  thee  at  for  heaven  ; 
 And,  as  an  earn  eft  of  the  place, 
 Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 
 
 4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 
 
 Faith  lives  upon  his  word  \ 
 
 But  whiHt  the  body  is  our  home, 
 
 We're  abfent  from  the  Lord. 
 
 5  'Tis  pie af a nt  to  believe  thy  grace, 
 
 But  we  had  rather  fee  *, 
 We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flefh, 
 And  prelim,  Lord,  with  thee. 
 
 *  Watt j. 
 
 £>£3P.n  CCXXXIX.      Com.  Metre.      [&] 
 
 Tie    Humiliation   of  Cbrijl.      Ifaiali,   lilL 
 
 1~MiE  Saviour  comes  !   no  outward  pomp 
 Beipeaks  his  prefence  nigh  y 
 JSJo  earthly  beauries  in  him  fliine, 
 To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 
 
Hymn  240.  193 
 
 2  Fair  as  a  blooming  tender  dower 
 
 Amidit  the  defert  grows  ; 
 So  flighted  and  defpis'd  by  man, 
 The  heavenly  Saviour  rcfe. 
 
 3  They  held  him  as  condemn'd  by  Heaven, 
 
 An  outcift  from  his  God  5 
 While  for  their  fins  he  groan'd  and  bied 
 Benfcath  his  Father's  rod. 
 
 4  With  Turners  in  the  duft  he  lay, 
 
 The  rich  a  grave  fupply'd  ; 
 Unfpotted  was  his  blamelefs  life, 
 Unftain'dby  fin  he  dy'd. 
 
 5  His  foul,  rejoicing,  fhall  behold 
 
 The  purchafe  of  his  pain  ; 
 
 And  every  firmer  by  him  fav'd 
 
 Shall  bids  Meffiah's  reign. 
 
 6  He  dy'd  to  bear  the  guilt  of  men, 
 
 That  fin  might  be  forgiven  ; 
 He  lives  to  bhfs  them,  and  defend, 
 And  plead  their  caufe  in  heaven. 
 
 Scotch  Parapfirafe 
 
 fpgmtl  CC XL.     Common  Metre.    [«  or  \ ] 
 
 Tie  R:furre8i  ,n  of  the  Martyrs.        Rev.  vii. 
 
 <(  r  |'  ^HfiSE  glorious  minds  how  bright  they 
 
 JL     "  Whence  all  their  white  array  ?  [fhine  ! 
 <(  How  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
 "  Of  everlafting  day  l" 
 
 2  From  torturing  pains  to  endlefs  joys, 
 On  fiery  wheeb  they  rode, 
 And  flranpely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white, 
 [n  Jefui'  dying  blood. 
 
1 94  Hymn   241. 
 
 lefs  God, 
 b  >w  before  \£  *, 
 
 and  facred  fongs 
 
 i  of  his  face 
 i  refide  ; 
 
 ich  treafure  of  his  grace 
 ill    heir  warits  fupply'd. 
 
 -  fhiffls  (hall  leave  their  fouls,- 
 And  hunger  flee  as  fail  ; 
 The  I  i  immortal  tree 
 
 Shall  be  their  ftveet  repafti 
 
 6   ri  •  Stall  lead  his  heavenly  fiock 
 
 13  rife  -, 
 And  k '  [ha  )e  away 
 
 The  forrows  eyes. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Q>Pmn  CC  vLI.      Long  Metre.      [#] 
 
 *6 
 
 T 
 
 MHE  fpatk)t3R  firmament  on  high, 
 
 With  all  the  blue  erherial  iky  ; 
 An  ]  d  heavens,  a  {Tuning  frame, 
 
 rI  h  :ir  ;        :  Original  proclaim. 
 
 Th'  unwearied  fun,  from  day  to  day, 
 I  h  ><  3  r  difplay, 
 
 :  to  every  land 
 i  h  ■  v.    rk  or"  an  Aimighty  hand. 
 
 ;  ■  the  evening  (hades  prevail, 
 !  moou  takes  up  the  wondrous  t?.!e, 
 And  nightly  to  the  Ultening  earth 
 Repeats  the  fiery  of  her  birth  y 
 
Hymn  242. 
 
 4  Whilft  all  the  ftara  that  round  I 
 And  all  the  planets  in  their  ti: 
 Confirm  the  tidings  as  : 
 
 And  fpread  the  truth  from  p  >le  to  p 
 
 5  What  though  in  folemn  filence,  ail 
 Move  round  the  dark  teireftrial  ball  \ 
 What  though  no  real  voice  nor  fc 
 Amidft  their  radian:  orta  be  found  . 
 
 6  In  reafon's  ear  they  all 
 
 And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
 Forever  ine, 
 
 u  The  hand  th 
 
 ippmn  ccxLii.    1  ..    _ 
 
 Remembrance  cf  L 
 
 "  HT1  HIS  do  in  memory  of  your 
 
 A     Such  was  the  baviour's  laft  reqi 
 Who  all  the  pangs  of  death 
 That  we  might  live  forever  bleft. 
 
 2  Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchkfs  bve, 
 Thou  deareit,  tendered,  belt  of  fnends  ! 
 Thy  dying  love  the  noble  It  praife 
 
 Of  long  eternity  tranfeends. 
 
 3  'Fis  pleafure,  more  than  earth  can  give, 
 
 goodnefs  through  theft 
 Thy  tabie  food  celeitial  yields, 
 And  ha]  who  fit  with  thee. 
 
 ^  But  0J1  !    what  valt  tranfporting  joys 
 
 I  iill  our  breads,  our  to  P:-re> 
 
 When  join'd  with  the  l  .rain, 
 
 Our  grateful  fouls  thy  love  adnv. 
 r  When  thefe  vile  bodies,  all 
 1/wrfecr.  and  gloriojis  as  thy  own, 
 
ig6         Hymn  243,  144, 
 
 Unwearied  ihall  our  mmds  obey, 
 And  join  in  worihip  near  thy  throne. 
 
 IPgmn  CCXLIII.  CtmmanMefrf.  [*orb] 
 
 TZ><?  Tcjiimony  ^f  a  go'^d  Cunfaencc. 
 
 THOUGH  frightful  faares  befet  me  rounq1, 
 And  threatening  billows  roll  j 
 Though  fcandai  and  reproach  abound^ 
 To  vex  my  weary  foul  \ 
 
 2  A  confeience  pure  can  teitify 
 
 My  heart  to  be  fincere  ; 
 Prefumption  and  hypocrify 
 All  hateful  ftill  appear.  ' 
 
 3  My  feet  have  kept  the  path  divine, 
 
 Though  finners  did  entice, 
 Nor  do  1  yet  from  thence  decline, 
 To  tread  the  paths  of  vice. 
 
 4  God's  word  I  treafure  up,  and  prize 
 
 Beyond  all  earthly  good  ; 
 Compar'd  with  this,  !  may  defpife 
 My  neceflary  food. 
 
 5  Cenioricus  men,  who  dwell  at  eafe, 
 
 May  proudly  on  me  tread  \ 
 My  Saviour,  whom  I  feek  to  pleafe, 
 My  righteous  caufe  will  plead. 
 
 6  His  righteoufnefs  I  fhull  behold, 
 
 When  light  fprings  from  above  ; 
 And,  try'd,  I  (hall  come  forth  as  gold, 
 To  praife  his  wondrous  love. 
 
 Walli.s. 
 
 $>gmn  CCXLIV.    Long  Metre.   l*ar£j 
 
 Cbrifl  the  Image  if  the  InviJlbU  God. 
 
 THOU,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unfeen, 
 And  by  thy  offspring  here,  unknown* 
 
Hymn  24:5.  197 
 
 To  manifeft  thyfelf  to  men, 
 Halt  fet  thy  image  in  thy  Son. 
 
 2  As  the  bright  fun's  meridian  blaze 
 O'erwheims  and  pains  our  feeble  fight, 
 But  cheers  us  with  his  fofter  rays 
 When  mining  with  reflected  light ; 
 
 3  So  in  thy  Son  thy  power  divine, 
 Thy  wifdom,  juftice,  truth  and  love 
 With  mild  and  pleafing  luftre  mine, 
 Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 
 
 4  Though  harden'd  Jews  denied  his  claim, 
 And  turn'd  away  their  fcornful  face  ; 
 Yt;t  thofe  who  trusted  in  his  name, 
 Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 
 
 5  O  thou,  at  whofe  almighty  word 
 Fair  light  at  firft  from  darknefs  fhone, 
 Give  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
 And  fee  the  Father  in  the  Son. 
 
 6  Whilft  we,  thine  image  there  difphy'd, 
 With  love  and  admiration  view. 
 Form  us  in  Hkenefs  to  our  head, 
 
 That  wj  may  bear  thy  image  too. 
 
 M alon,  altered. 
 
 Dgmn  CCXLV.     Common  M:lrc.     [';] 
 
 God  our  Rrfuge  in    Trouble. 
 
 THOU  refuge  of  my  weary  foul, 
 On  thee,  when  furrows  rife, 
 On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
 My  fainting  hops  relies. 
 
 2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rifmg  grief, 
 For  thou  alone  cauft  heal  i 
 
J98 
 
 Hymn  246. 
 
 ! 
 
 Thy  promifes  can  bring  relief 
 For  every  pain  I  feci. 
 
 3  But  when  thefe  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
 
 I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
 The  fpriugs  of  comfort  feem  to  fail, 
 And  all  my  hopes  decline. 
 
 4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  {hall  I  flee  i 
 
 Thou  art  my  only  truft  ; 
 And  Hill  my  foul  would  rife  to  thee, 
 Though  proftrate  in  the  duft. 
 
 5  Haft  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face  ? 
 
 And  fha!l  I  feek  in  vain  ? 
 And  can  the  ear  of  fovereign  grace 
 Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 
 
 6  Thy  mercy-feat  i$  open  iiil), 
 
 There  mall  my  foul  retreat ; 
 With  humble  hope  atteaid  thee  full, 
 And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 $gmi 
 
 Lonz  Metre. 
 
 m  ccxlvi. 
 
 $e  If-  £  x  j  iu  in  a  I  ia  n . 
 
 THOU  vain  intruding  world  depart  ! 
 No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart  \ 
 Let  every  vanity  be  gone  ; 
 I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 
 Here  let  me  fearch  my  inmeit  mind, 
 And  try  its  real  ftate  to  find  ; 
 The  fecret  fprings  of  thought  explore, 
 And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 
 Rene£l  how  foon  my  life  will  end, 
 And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend  *, 
 What  aim  my  bufy  thoughts  puriue  , 
 What  v/ork  r  done,  and  what  to  do. 
 
 cti 
 
Hymn  247.  199 
 
 4  Eternity  is  juft  at  hand  ; 
 
 And  (hall  1  wade  the  ebbing  fand, 
 And  carelefs  view  departing  day. 
 And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  ? 
 
 5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
 My  high  purfuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
 An  intereft  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
 
 A  pardon  feal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 
 $  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmoft  heartf 
 And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart, 
 From  guilt  and  error  fet  me  free, 
 And  guide  me  fafe  to  heaven  and  thee. 
 
 Mri.  Steeli. 
 
 '|)gmn  CCXLVII.    Long  Metre.    [*or^ 
 
 Scdhig    Cbriji  tic   Skefbird, 
 
 THOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
 All  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love, 
 Tell  me,  my  Shepherd,  let  me  know 
 Where  doth  thy  hveeieh;  paiture  grow  ? 
 
 2  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  rock, 
 Which  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
 Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  fheep, 
 Among  them  reft,  among  them  Oeep. 
 
 3  The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
 Thy  tweeted  paftures  here  they  be  ! 
 A  wondrous  feaft  thy  love  prepares, 
 Bought  by  thy  wounds,  and  groans;  and  tears. 
 
 4  His  facred  flefh  he  makes  my  food, 
 And  bids  me  drink  his  precious  blood  > 
 Here  to  this  feaft  my  foul  will  come, 
 
 my  beloved  lead  me  home. 
 
 Watts, 
 
soo         Hymn  248,  249. 
 
 fppmn  CCXLV1II.  Long  Metre.  [*«wt>3 
 
 The    Vanity   cf  Forms   ivitbout    ? 'it tin. 
 
 TIT  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
 Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  \ 
 In  vain  our  lips  thy  praife  prolong, 
 The  heart  a  itranger  to  the  fong. 
 
 2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
 The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
 Cm  fads  and  penance  reconcile 
 
 Thy  jultice,  and  obtain  thy  fmile  ? 
 
 3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
 Thankful,  and  to  thy  will  refign'd, 
 To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 
 Than  Shebas  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields  ; 
 
 4  Than  floods  of  oil,  or  coftly  wine, 
 Rolling  by  thoufands  to  thy  fhrinc  •, 
 Or  than  if  to  thine  altar  led, 
 
 A  firft-born  fon  the  victim  bled. 
 
 5  u  Be  juft  and  kind  and  humb'e  too, 
 "  In  all  you  fay,  in  all  you  do  \ 
 
 "  To  men  yoar  charity  impart, 
 
 u  And  love  your  God  with  all  your  heart.*4 
 
 6  This  truth  by  ancient  prophets  given, 
 Was  by  thy  Son  confirm'd  from  heaven  -, 
 And,  deep  engravM,  this  great  command 
 Doth  on  eternal  pillars  (land. 
 
 Reformed  Liturgy. 
 
 \)VM\\\  CCXL1X.     Lorg  Metre,   [fcorfc] 
 
 Love    to    GjJ  ur,J    . 
 
 THUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command* 
 M  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
 "  To  love  thy  Mater  ami  thy  God 
 u  With  facred  fervour  and  delight. 
 
Hymn   250.  201 
 
 2  "Then  (hall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
 44  Share  thine  affections  and  efteem  •, 
 
 44  And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
 44  Meafure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 
 
 3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpoke  ; 
 This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  \ 
 For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
 
 And  the  whole  law's  fulfiil'd  by  love. 
 
 4  But  oh,  how  bale  our  paflions  are  ! 
 How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
 Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heavenly  fire, 
 Or  we  fhall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fpgmn  CCL.     Long  Metre.     [«  or  fc] 
 
 G,d  ^zcdling  <u;it&  the  bumble. 
 
 THUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One3 
 "  I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  *, 
 "  l\Iy  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
 "  Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
 
 2  "  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below  ; 
 44  On  earth  1  have  a  manficti  too  ; 
 "  The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
 44  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
 
 3  "  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive  $ 
 44  I  bid  the  mourning  finner  live  ; 
 
 44  Heal  ail  the  broken  hearts  1  find, 
 14  And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 
 
 4  "  When  I  contend  againft  their  fin, 
 
 44  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  ; 
 
 44  But  (bould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke, 
 
 ft  Their  fouls  would  fink  beneath  the  ftroke  " 
 
%o±  Hymn  251. 
 
 5  O  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
 
 1  we  mould  bint,  defpair  and  d 
 '  1  iius  iliall  cur  be:  approve 
 
 The  rnethodb  of  thy  chaft'ning  love. 
 
 1  i ». 
 
 pjmn  CCLI.    Cm*m  Metre. 
 
 Cl.2nr:rr:    rf  Cirll.       Id.  lUi.    I  —  i- 
 
 THUS  faith  the   Lord,    who    I 
 And  bade  the  planets  roll  ; 
 Who  peopled  aJJ  the  climes  of  caith, 
 And  fornvd  the  human  foul  ; 
 
 2  "  Behold  my  (errant, 
 
 n  Exalted  in  my  might  ; 
 "  Him  have  1  choir  n,  and  in  him 
 "  I  place  fupreme  deli] 
 
 3  w  On  him  inrLh  efiufion  pcurd, 
 
 w  My  Spirit  (hall  defotnd  ; 
 
 C(  My  truth  and  judgment  he  ihall  fl 
 
 w  To  earth's  remotclt  end. 
 
 4  "  Gentle  and  flill  (hall  be  his  voice  ; 
 
 u  No  threats  from  him  proceed  ; 
 u  The  tmc&cmg  Bax  he  ihall  not  quench, 
 "  Nor  break  the  bruited  reed. 
 
 r   <•  Th  j  feeble  fpark  to  flame  he'll  raife  j 
 not  defr  ii 
 
 I     ' 
 
 .    be  * 
 
 6  u  is  zeal  and  power 
 
 .  feline, 
 ill  foreign  lands  and  diitrmt  ifles 
 Mjfc  s  law  diyin 
 
Hymx   251,253.  20 j 
 
 f)l>mn  CCLll.    Common  Metre.   [*<*&] 
 
 TtfS  faith  the  mercy  cf  the  Lor  J, 
 «  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 
 "  I'll  blefs  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
 "Shall  be 'a  feed  for  me." 
 
 2  Abraham  believM  the  promis'd  grace, 
 
 And  gave  his  fons  to  God  •, 
 But  water  feds  the  covenant  now, 
 Which  then  was  feal'd  with  blood. 
 
 3  Thus  Lydia's  houfe  was  fancYify'd, 
 
 When  fhe  receiv'd  the  word  j 
 Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
 His  houfehold  to  the  Lord. 
 
 4  Thus  do  thy  faints,  O  faithful  God, 
 
 Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
 To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
 And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 
 
 mn  CCLI1I.      Long  Metre.     [* 
 
 Chri:  ".  to  frtich  the  Goffel. 
 
 THLTS  fpakc  the  Saviour,  when  he  fent 
 K>s  miniiters  to  preach  his  word  \ 
 They  through  the  world  obedient  went, 
 And  fpread  the  gofpel  of  their  Lord. 
 
 1  M  Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name, 
 "  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  •, 
 fC  The  gofpel  jubilee  proclaim, 
 "  And  call  them  to  repent  and  live. 
 
 3  "  The  joyful  news  to  nil  impart, 
 
 i:  And  teach  them  whe  tion  lies  *, 
 
 c<  Bind  roken  bleeding  heart, 
 
 Ji  And  wipe  t]  weeping  eyes; 
 
*ic4  1-Iymn  ^54, 
 
 4  «  Be  wife  as  ferpents  where  you  go, 
 "  But  harmlefs  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
 
 "  And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  lhovr 
 11  That  you're  commifTion'd  from  above. 
 
 5  <c  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd  5 
 "  Freely  in  love  to  others  give  ; 
 
 "  Thus  mail  your  doctrines  be  believ'd  ; 
 "  And  by  your  labours,  finners  live. 
 
 6  "  All  power  is  trufted  in  my  hands, 
 "  I  will  protect  you  and  defend  ; 
 
 "  Whilft  thus  you  follow  my  command?, 
 ic  I'm  with  you  till  the  world  (hall  end." 
 
 7  Happy  thofe  fcrvants:  of  the  Lord, 
 Who  thus  their  Mailer's  will  obey  I 
 How  rich,  how  full  is  their  reward, 
 
 Referv'd  until  the  final  day. 
 
 — > 
 
 fyVmil  CCLIV.     Common  Metre.     M 
 
 Divine   Goodnefs   to   JMan. 
 
 THY  wifdom,  power  and  goodnefs,  Lord, 
 In  all  thy  works  appear ; 
 But  man  thy  bounties  mall  record^ 
 For  thy  diitinguifh'd  care. 
 
 ?.  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  we  drew, 
 That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
 Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
 Our  brittle  frame  fudains. 
 
 3  Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  our  pvaife, 
 
 Of  veaion's  light  pofTefs'd  ; 
 By  revelation's  brighter  rays 
 Still  more  divinely  bled. 
 
 4  Thy  providence  our  conftant  guard, 
 
 When  threatening  woes  impend. 
 
Hymn  255.  »SJ 
 
 Will  either  threatening  dingers  ward, 
 Or  timely  fuccours  lend. 
 
 '  On  us  thy  providence  has  (hone 
 With  its  propitious  rays  \ 
 O  let  our  lips  and  lives  make  knowrt 
 Thygoodnefs  and  thy  praife. 
 I  All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ; 
 O  teach  us  to  improve 
 Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
 And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 rpimin  CCLV.     Short  Metre.    [*orjtf 
 
 The  Vmtt  if  V.' 
 
 'HT^IS  wifdom's  earned  cry, 
 JL      Wifdom,  the  voice  cf  God, 
 
 To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high* 
 She  fpeaks  his  will  abroad. 
 
 2  Within  the  huir.r.']  bread 
 Her  ftrong  monitions  plead, 
 
 She  thunders  her  divine  proteit 
 Againtt  th'  unrighteous  deed. 
 
 3  Within  the  holy  placQ, 
 She  calls  with  open  arms  ; 
 
 "  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embrace 
 "  Folly's  deceiving  chanr 
 
 4  u  The  race  of  men  I  love  ■> 
 "  In  mercy  I  chaitife  ; 
 
 Cl  Severely  faithful,  I  r 
 u  Hear,  mortals,  and  be  v. 
 
 5  M  My  doors  are  i  [e  ; 
 
 blc  fpread  v 
 <;  Come  then,  ye  flmp-e,  tarn  ?fidcr 
 CJ  And  leave  the  paths  of  fin. 
 S 
 
206  Hymn  256. 
 
 6  "  My  joys  unfenfual  tafte, 
 
 u  Come,  drink  of  wifdom's  wine  j 
 "  No  forrow  poifons  my  repaft* 
 "  The  banquet  is  divine. 
 
 7  "  My  ways  are  ways  of  peace  ; 
 
 u  My  pleafures  never  cloy  ; 
 "  The  Wifs  I  give  will  never  ceafe, 
 u  But  lead  to  endiefs  joy." 
 
 Scott,  vat ied. 
 
 Jl)|)inn  CCLVI.      Short  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Preferring    Grace* 
 
 TO  God,  the  only  wife, 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
 L^t  all  the  faints  below  the  flues 
 Their  humble  praifes  bring. 
 
 2  'TiJ  his  almighty  love, 
 His  counfel  and  his  care, 
 
 Preferves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
 And  every  hurtful  fnare. 
 
 3  He  will  prefent  our  fouls, 
 Unblemifh'd  and  complete, 
 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
 With  joys  divinely  great. 
 
 4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
 Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 
 
 Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
 And  make  his  wonders  known. 
 
 5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
 Wifdom  and  power  belongs, 
 
 Immortal  crowns  of  majefty. 
 And  everlafting  fanzs. 
 
 XT  a 
 
Hymn  257,  258'  207 
 
 8)gmn  CCLVII.      Long  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Divine   Prefsrvaihn. 
 
 TO  heaven  my  grateful  foul  afcends, 
 On  God  alone  for  help  depends  *, 
 His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard, 
 His  grace  the  fource  of  my  reward. 
 
 2  The  fpreading  fkies,  by  power  divine. 
 In  alt  their  radiant  glories  (hine  ; 
 From  his  command >  the  folid  earth 
 And  all  its  ilores  derivM  their  I . 
 
 3  lnfpecled  by  his  piercing  eyes. 
 
 No  threatening  fn  ires  my  loui  furprize  i 
 My  faithful  guardian  never  flee] 
 My  trembling  feet  he  fafety  keeps. 
 
 4  Protected  by  his  powerful  arm, 
 Should  dreadful  fcenes  our  fouls  alarm, 
 Our  lives  are  fafe  j  his  heavenly  care 
 Defends  us  ftiil  from  every  Glare. 
 
 5  He  guides  our  feet,  directs  our  way, 
 His  morning  fmiles  enliven  day  j 
 
 And  when  the  fun  withdraws  the  light, 
 His  prefence  cheers  the  fhades  of  ni 
 
 Liverpool  Colics. 
 
 Pgmtl  CCLVIU.     long  Metre      f*3 
 
 CQfnmunlon   yfiih    Cbrijl. 
 
 ^r^O  Jefus,  our  exalted  Lord, 
 
 JL      That  name,  in  heaven  and  earth  ador'd, 
 Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife 
 A  cheerful  fong  of  facred  praile. 
 2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  kr 
 Are  weak,  and  languifhing,  and  low  *, 
 
2o8  Hymn  259, 
 
 Far,  far  above  our  humble  fongs, 
 The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 
 
 3  Yet  whilft  around  his  board  we  meet, 
 And  worfliip  at  his  facred  feet, 
 
 O  let  our  warm  atreclions  move, 
 In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love. 
 
 4  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore, 
 But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more  ; 
 And  whilft  we  taite  the  bread  and  \> 
 Dcfire  to  feed  on  joys  divine. 
 
 5  Let  faith  our  feeble  fenfes  aid, 
 
 To  fee  thy  wondrous  love  difplay'd ; 
 Thy  broken  flefh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
 Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 
 
 6  Let  humble  penitential  woe, 
 
 With  painful,  pleating  anguifh  flow  •, 
 And  thy  forgiving  lov~  import, 
 Life,  hope  and  joy  to  every  heart. 
 
 Mrs.  SrE?iE. 
 
 ipj)inn  CCLIX.      Long  Metre.      [*] 
 
 The    Heavenly    C  "queror. 
 
 TO  Jefus,  our  victorious  Lord, 
 The  praifes  of  our  lives  belong  ; 
 Forever  be  his  name  ador'd, 
 The  fubjedt  of  each  thankful  fong. 
 
 %  Enflav'd  by  fin,  befet  by  foes, 
 Undone  and  pcrifhing  we  lay  ; 
 His  pity  melted  o'er  our  woes, 
 To  lave  the  trembling,  dying  prey. 
 
 j  He  fought,  he  conquer'd,  though  he  fell, 
 Whilit  with  his  lait  expiring  breath 
 
Hymn  260. 
 
 209 
 
 He  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  of  hell, 
 And,  by  his  dying,  vanquifh'd  death. 
 
 4  Now  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns, 
 And  all  the  tuneful  choir  above 
 Refcund,  in  high  immortal  drains, 
 The  praifes  of  victorious  love. 
 
 5  Though  (Fill  furviving  foes  arife, 
 Temptations,  fins,  and  doubrs  appear, 
 Ana  pain  our  hearts,  and  nil  our  eyes, 
 With  many  a  groan,  and  many  a  tear  j 
 
 5  Still  fhall  we  fight,  and 
 m  In  our  almighty  Lea<  .e  ; 
 
 His  ftrength,  whepe'ei  Ea3, 
 
 bhail  ali  our  active  powers  inflame. 
 
 7  Immortal  honours  wait  above, 
 To  crown  :hr  dying  Conqueror's  brow  ; 
 And  endlets  peace,  and  joy,  dnd  icve, 
 For  the  {hort  v/ar  fuitain'd  below. 
 
 Mrs.  Si  eele. 
 
 mtX   CCLX.      Long  Metre.        [b] 
 
 'The  Lord's    Suffer* 
 
 "THWAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 
 X     When  powers  cf  earth  and  hell  *rofe 
 Agair.d  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
 And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes. 
 
 2  Before  ::.e  mournful  fcene  began, 
 
 He  took  the  bread,  and  bled,  and  brake  ; 
 What  icve  through  all  his  actions  ran  •, 
 What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  fpake  ! 
 
 3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  Gn, 
 
 "  Receive  una  eat  the  living  food  :" 
 b  2 
 
2io  Hymn  261. 
 
 Then  took  the  cup,  and  bleft  the  wine, 
 "  Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood. 
 
 4  "  In  memory  of  your  dying  Lord, 
 
 "  Do  this  (he  faid)  till  time  mill  end  ; 
 
 "  Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
 
 "  The  love  of  your  departed  friend." 
 
 5  Jefus,  thy  feaft  we  celebrate, 
 
 We  (how  thy  death,  \v~  iiug  thy  name  ; 
 Till  thou  return,  and  we  ihaii  eat 
 The  marriage  {upper  of  the  lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fpgmn  CCLXI.    Common  Metre.    [fcorfc] 
 
 71$  Nrto  Bbtb. 
 
 VAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men 
 On  their  own  works  have  built; 
 The  carnal  mind  is  all  unclean, 
 And  all  its  actions  guilt. 
 
 2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  flop  their  mouth, 
 
 Without  a  murmuring  word  ; 
 And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ft  and 
 Guilty  before  the  Lord. 
 
 3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  law 
 
 To  juftify  us  now  j 
 When,  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
 Is  all  the  law  tan  do. 
 
 4  Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
 
 Nor  rites  that  Mofes  gave  ; 
 Nor  will  of  men,  nor  blood,  nor  b!rtb, 
 The  guilty  race  can  lave. 
 
 5  God's  Spirit,  like  a  heavenly  wind, 
 
 131cw3  on  the  fons  of  fleih  ; 
 
Hymn  262.  an 
 
 Changes  the  heart,  renews  the  mind, 
 And  forms  the  man  afrefh. 
 
 6  Our  quicken'd  fouls  awake,  and  rife 
 
 From  the  long  fleep  of  death  ; 
 To  heavenly  things  we  turn  cur  eyes. 
 And  praife  employs  our  breath. 
 
 7  The  fins  and  follies  of  our  mind 
 
 Are  crucify 'd  and  dead  ; 
 By  holy  love  our  fculs  are  join'd 
 To  Chrift  our  living  Head. 
 
 Watts,  altered. 
 
 |)pmn  cclxii.    £<        .re.    [>j 
 
 The   Grave  Jzjtrtytd. 
 
 UNVEIL  thy  bofom,  faithful  tomb, 
 lake  this  new  treafure  to  thy  trufc  ; 
 And  give  thefe  facred  re  licks  room 
 To  flumbfcj  in  thy  Hem  duff 
 
 2  No  pain,  ro  grief,  no  fear 
 
 \le  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
 Can  reach  the  peaceful  fleeper  here, 
 Whilft  angels  watch  Ls  foft  repefe. 
 
 3  So  Jefus  Sept*  GedV.  dying  Son 
 
 Pali:  through  the  grave  and  bleft  the  bed  -y 
 Then  reft,  deal  I      :,  till  ::om  his  throne 
 The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  (hade. 
 
 4  Break  from  his  throne  illuftricus  morn  ! 
 Attend,  O  grave,  his  ibvereign  word  ! 
 
 re  thy  trull  ;  the  glorious  form 
 Will  then  ariie  to  meet  the  Lord. 
 
212  Hymn  263,  264. 
 
 _. 
 
 JPgmn  CCLX1II.      Short  Metre.      [*] 
 
 The  Lord's   Day. 
 
 WELCOME,  thou  day  of  reft, 
 That  faw  the  Lord  arife  -, 
 Welcome  to  this  reviving  breaft, 
 And  thefe  rejoicing  eyes. 
 
 2  The  King  himfclf  comes  near 
 To  feaft  his  faints  to-day  •, 
 
 Here  we  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here, 
 And  love  and  pr?ife  and  pray. 
 
 3  One  day  amid  ft  the  place, 
 Where  Jefus  is  within, 
 
 Is  better  than  ten  ihoufand  days, 
 Of  pleafure  and  of  fin. 
 
 4  My  willing  foul  would  ftay 
 In  fuch  a  frame  as  this, 
 
 Till  it  is  call'd  to  foar  away 
 To  everlafting  bills. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 Pglltn  CCLXIV.      Common  Metre.    [*] 
 
 'lis    Vitlory   and  D: minion   of  Cbrijl. 
 
 WE  fipg  our  Saviour's  wondrous  death, 
 He  conquered  when  he  fell ; 
 "  Tis  finifh'd,"  faid  his  dying  breath, 
 And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 2  "  Tis  finifh'd,"  our  Immanuel  cries, 
 
 The  mighty  work  is  clone  ; 
 Hence  fhali  his  fovercign  throne  arife, 
 His  kingdom  is  bcrgun. 
 
 3  A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he, 
 
 Who  yielded  to  be  flair^ 
 
Hymn   265.  213 
 
 That  he  c  uld  give  his  life  away, 
 And  take  his  life  again. 
 
 4  His  crofs  a  fure  foundation  laid 
 
 For  glory  and  renown ; 
 When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
 He  pafs'd,  to  reach  the  crown, 
 
 5  Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide, 
 
 Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 
 His  faints  from  iinners  to  divide, 
 To  punifh  or  reward. 
 
 6  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  above, 
 
 And  every  tongue  {hall  fnig 
 The  riches  of  eternal  love, 
 The  conqueft  cf  our  King. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 J^gmnCCLXV.   Common  Metre.  [*orfr] 
 
 Refignation  in   D:atb. 
 
 WHAT  cannot  refignation  do  ? 
 It  wonders  can  perform  ; 
 That  powerful  charm,  "  Thy  will  be  done," 
 Can  lay  the  loudeil  ftorm. 
 
 2  Rafte,  then,  O  refignation,  hafte, 
 
 *Tis  thine  to  reconcile 
 The  mind  to  death  •,  at  thy  approach 
 The  monfter  wears  a  {mile, 
 
 3  What  fight  beneath  the  arch  of  heaven 
 
 Has  moil  cf  heaven  to  boa  ft  ? 
 The  dying  faint,  refign'd,  fcrene, 
 And  giving  up  the  ghofl. 
 
 4  O  for  that  furr.mit  of  my  wifh, 
 
 Whilft  yet  I. draw  my  breath, 
 That  foretafte  of  eternal  life, 
 A  glorious  fmile  in  death  ! 
 
 You** 
 
14  Hymn  266,  267. 
 
 fyvmn  CCLXVI.     Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 Gratitude  for    divine    M;tci:j.      Part  I. 
 
 WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
 My  riling  iuul  furvcys, 
 Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  loft 
 In  wonder,  love  and  praife. 
 
 2  Thy  providence  my  life  fuftain'd, 
 
 And  all  my  wants  redrefAl, 
 When  in  the  Glent  womb  I  lay, 
 Or  hung  upon  the  breaft. 
 
 3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 
 
 Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
 Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
 
 To  form  themfelves  in  prayer. 
 ^  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  foul 
 
 Thy  tender  care  beilowM  \ 
 Before  my  infant  heart  concsiv'd 
 
 From  whom  thoie  comforts  iiow'd. 
 
 5  When  in  the  fjippcry  paths  of  youth 
 
 With  heedlefs  ileps  1  ran, 
 Thine  arm  unfeen  cenvey'd  me  fafe, 
 And  led  me  up  to  man. 
 
 6  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils  and  death, 
 
 It  gently  clear' d  my  way  \ 
 And  through  the  pleating  icenes  of  vice 
 Where  thoufands  go  aitray. 
 
 .ADDISON. 
 
 •JpgmnCCLXVII.    Common  Metre.    [*] 
 
 Gratitude  for   divine   Mercies.      Part  II. 
 
 WHEN  pale  with  ficknefs,  oft  haft  thou 
 With  health  renewed  my  face ; 
 And  when  in  fin  and  forrow  funk, 
 ReyivM  my  foul  with  grace. 
 
Hymn  268.  iig 
 
 2  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  good 
 
 Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er  ; 
 And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 
 Has  doubled  all  my  iiore. 
 
 3  Ten  thoufmd  thoufand  precious  gift* 
 
 My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
 Nor  is  the  lead  a  cheerful  hearf,- 
 That  fades  thofe  gifts  with  joy. 
 
 4  Through  every  period  c:  mf  life, 
 
 Thy  goodnefs  I'll  purfue  ; 
 And  after  death,  in  diftant  worlds, 
 The  glorious  theme  renew. 
 
 5  When  nature  fiih,  and  day*  and  cig 
 
 Divide  the  time  no  nk 
 My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
 Thy  mercy  (hall  adore. 
 
 6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
 
 A  joyful  long  Ml  raif<  j 
 For  O,  eternity's  too  ihort 
 To  utter  all  thy  praiie. 
 
 Ipgmn  cclxviii.  C:  ;  ; 
 
 Tb:   -V 
 
 WHEN  verdure  clothes  l) 
 And  bloflbms  deck  the  fpray  ; 
 And  fragrance  breat!  ry  g^le, 
 
 How  tweet  di 
 
 2  Hark,  how  the  feather'd  v 
 
 'Tis  n 
 Soft  nuific  1 
 
 And  woods  ai  > 
 
 j 
 
216  Hymn  269. 
 
 3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  fkies  ! 
 
 The  fhowers,  with  blefiings  fraught, 
 Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rife, 
 
 And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
 
 4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confefs, 
 
 With  gratitude  and  love, 
 The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  blefc 
 The  garden,  field  and  grove. 
 
 5  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore* 
 
 Beyond  expreiuon  kind, 
 Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  id  (lore, 
 To  btefs  the  craving  mind. 
 
 6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
 
 Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  ! 
 Then  {hall  my  meditation  tr 
 Spring,  blooming  in  my  he 
 
 7  Infpir'd  to  praife,  I  then  fhall  join 
 
 Glad  nature's  cheerful  fong, 
 And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
 Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 
 
 Mrs.  Steet.e. 
 
 IpVlWn  CCLXIX.    Common  Metre.    [«] 
 
 Strength  fiom    God. 
 
 WHENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts arifc? 
 And  where's  our  courage  fieri  ? 
 Has  reftiefs  fin  and  hopelefs  fear 
 Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 
 
 l  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  hand 
 That  form'd  the  earth  and  lea  ? 
 Or  can  the  all-creating  ai 
 Grow  weary,  or  decay  : 
 
 3  Treafures  of  cverlafting  migl 
 In  our  Jchcvah  dwell  •, 
 
Hymn  270.  217 
 
 Ke  gives  the  con  que  ft  to  the  weak, 
 d  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 
 
 4  Mere  mortal  power  Ihall  fade  and  die, 
 
 And  youthful  vigour  ceafe  ^ 
 But  they  who  wait  upon  the  Lord 
 Shall  find  their  ftrength  increafe. 
 
 5  The  faints  ihall  mount  on  eagle's  wings, 
 
 And  tafte  the  promised  blifs  *, 
 Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
 Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 
 
 Watt?. 
 
 tppmn  CCLXX.     Common  Metre.     [*] 
 
 I~ £}  ry   ever    Death t   through    Cbrijl. 
 
 WHEN  death  appears  before  my  fight, 
 In  all   his  dire  array, 
 Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
 My  courage  dies  away. 
 
 2  How  (hall  1  meet  this  potent  foe, 
 
 Whofe  frown  my  fottl  alarms  ? 
 Dark  horror  fits  upon  his  brow  \ 
 And  viclory  waits  his  arms  ! 
 
 3  But  fee  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
 
 My  Lc-rd,  my  Saviour  lives  *, 
 Before  him  depth's  pale  terrors  fly, 
 And  my  faint  heart  revives. 
 
 4  Jefua,  be  thou  my  lure  defence, 
 
 My  guard  forever  near  •, 
 My  faith  (hall  triumph  ever  feme, 
 And  never  yield  to  rear. 
 
 5  O,  may  I  meet  the  final  h 
 
 With  fortitude  divine  ; 
 Suflam'd  by  thine  almighty  power* 
 The  con<Ju?ft  muft  be  mine. 
 T 
 
iiS  Hymn  271. 
 
 6  Lord,  I  commit  my  foul  to  thee, 
 
 Accept  the  facred  truit  ; 
 Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
 And  watch  my  fleeping  duft, 
 
 7  Till  tliat  illuflrioiis  morning  come, 
 
 When  all  thy  faints  (hall  rife  ; 
 And  cloth'd  in  thine  immortal  bloom* 
 Attend  thee  to  the  ikies. 
 
 S  O  let  me  join  their  raptur'd  lays, 
 And,  with  the  blifsful  throng, 
 Refound  falvation,  power  and  praife 
 In  everlafting  fong. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele.  • 
 
 Ip^ltin  CCLXXI.       Long  Metre.     [*5 
 
 Clrif.    tie  Life  of  the  Soul. 
 
 WHEN  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rife, 
 And  fainting  hop?  aimed  expires  ; 
 Jefus,  to  thee,  I  lift  mine  eye?, 
 To  thee  I  breathe  my  ilrong  defire^. 
 
 2  Art  thou  not  mine,  rojr  living  Lord  ? 
 And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
 Fix'd  on  thine  everlaiting  word, 
 
 That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  flcy  i 
 
 3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
 Then  my  immortal  hope  is  fure  ; 
 His  word  a  firm  foundation  gi\ 
 Here  let  me  build  and  reft  fecure. 
 
 4  Here  let  my  faith  unfhaken  dwell  j 
 Immoveable  the  promife  Hands  ; 
 Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
 Can  e'er  diiiolve  the  facred  bands. 
 
 *  Here,  then,  my  foul,  thy  trufl  repc 
 If  Jefus  is  forever  mine, 
 
Hymn  272,  273.         219 
 
 Not  death  itfelf,  the  lait  of  foes, 
 
 Shall  break  a  union  fo  divine.         Mrs.  Steel*. 
 
 Jppnm  CCLXXII.     Common  Metre.    [1>] 
 
 Tbirjling  after   God,      Jtaiah  x!i.  17. 
 
 WHEN  fainting  in  the  fultry  wade, 
 And  parchM  with  third  extreme, 
 The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  talte 
 The  cool  refrefhing  dream  ; 
 
 2  Should,  fudden  to  his  hopelefs  eye, 
 
 A  crydal  fpring  appear, 
 How  would  th'  enlivening  fweet  fupply 
 His  drooping  fpirit  cheer  ! 
 
 3  So  longs  the  weary  fainting  mind, 
 
 Opprefs'd  with  fins  and  woes, 
 Some  foul-reviving  fpring  to  find, 
 Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 
 
 4  Thus  fweet  the  confolations  are 
 
 The  promifes  impart  ; 
 Here  flowing  dreams  of  life  appear, 
 To  eafe  the  panting  heart. 
 
 5  0  when  I  third  for  thee,  my  God, 
 
 With  ardent  drong  defire, 
 And  dill,  through  all  this  defert  road, 
 To  tade  thy  grace,  afpire  ; 
 
 6  Then,  let  my  prayer  to  thee  afcend, 
 
 A  grateful  facrifice  ; 
 My  plaintive  voice  thou  wilt  attend. 
 And  grant  me  full  fuppiies. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 £)pmn  CCLXXIII.  Com.  Metre.  [*  or  £] 
 
 The   Difdpliue  cf  God's   Prcviic>i:t. 
 
 WHEN  I  review  the  crooked  ways, 
 Through  which  my  feet  have  trod, 
 
J20  Hymn  274. 
 
 — -     ■ ■ 1 , .  ,„,^ 
 
 I  find  inceffant  caufe  to  b' 
 
 And  love  rr; 
 
 2  Through  all  the  labyrinth  of  I 
 
 My  folly  he  purfu'd  -y 
 My  wandering  heart  to  <]uiek  return. 
 How  tenderly  lie  woo'd  ! 
 
 3  I  rarely  plann'd,  but  c a ufe  I  found 
 
 My  plan's  defeat  to  bl 
 0      I  lamented  an  event 
 
 Which  turnd  to  my  fuccefs. 
 
 4  Wi:  -  under  fancied  ill, 
 
 M  •  iultain  j 
 
 He  I  ith  whclefome  draughts 
 
 Of  paiai 
 
 5  Sometiiru  .  brought  me  near  to  death, 
 
 And,  poinding  to  the  grave, 
 Made  terror  whifper  kind  advice, 
 And  taught  the  tomb  to  five. 
 
 6  To  raife  my  thoughts  beyond  where  worlds 
 
 As  fpangles  o'er  us  fliine  j 
 One  day  he  gave,  and  made  the  next 
 My  foul's  delight  refign. 
 
 7  From  what  feem'd  horror  and  defpair, 
 
 The  richeft  harveft  rofe  ; 
 And  gave  me  in  the  will  divine, 
 An  abfoiute  repofe. 
 
 Young. 
 
 Ipgmn  CCLXXIV.      Long  Metre.      [|>] 
 
 CrUi.if.xion  to  ihi  World  by  tic  Cr>fs  of  CLrrjI. 
 
 WHLN  I  furvey  the  wondrous  crofs, 
 On  which  the  King  of  glory  died; 
 My  richeil  gain  I  count  but  lefs, 
 And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
 
Hymn  275.  221 
 
 2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  mould  boaft, 
 
 But  in  the  death  of  Chritl:,  my  God  ; 
 All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  molt, 
 I  facrifke  them  to  his  blood. 
 
 3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
 
 Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
 Did  e'er  fuch  loye  and  forrow  meet  ? 
 Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 
 
 4  His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
 
 Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  •, 
 Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
 And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 
 
 5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
 
 That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall ; 
 Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
 
 Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  all. 
 
 Wa  tt  3, 
 
 j£mmn  CCLXXV.    Com.  Metre.  it<*i\ 
 
 Trujl  in    Cod's    Word. 
 
 WHEN  fin  and  forrow,  fear  and  pain 
 My  trembling  heart  difmay, 
 My  feeble  ftrength,  alas,  how  vain, 
 It  finks  and  dies  away. 
 
 j  My  fpirit  afks  a  firmer  prop  ; 
 1  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
 My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hop* 
 Is  thy  unchanging  word. 
 
 3   On  this  are  built  the  brighteft  joys 
 Celeftial  beings  know  -y 
 And  Y:  »  almighty  voice 
 
 Supports  the  faints  below. 
 
 j.  Tis  this  upholds  the  rohipg  fphere% 
 
 A::d  heaven's  immortal  frame  j 
 
 r  t 
 
222  Hymn  276. 
 
 Then  let  my  foul  fupprefs  her  fears, 
 
 My  bafis  is  the  fame. 
 5  Thy  facred  word,  thy  foleirm  oath 
 
 Forever  mult  remain  ; 
 I  trult  in  everlasting  truth, 
 
 Nor  lhall  my  truft  be  vain. 
 
 Mrs.  ?TK|LE. 
 
 Jpgmn  CCLXXVI.  Com.  Metre.  [*  or  b] 
 
 Repentance  and  Pardon.      I  fa  i  all  lv. 
 
 "HEN  finners  quit  their  wicked  ways, 
 Their  evil  thoughts  forego, 
 The  God  to  whom  their  fteps  return 
 Returning  grace  will  {how. 
 
 He  pardons  with  o'erflowing  love  ; 
 
 For,  hear  the  voice  divine  •, 
 "  My  nature  is  not  like  to  yours, 
 
 "  Nor  like  your  ways  are  mine. 
 "  But  far  as  heaven's  refplendcnt  orl>& 
 
 M  Beyond  this  earth  extend  ; 
 "  So  far  my  though ts,  fo  far  my  ways 
 
 "  Your  thoughts  and  ways  tranfeend. 
 
 fC  Like  as  the  fhowers  from  heaven  diflil, 
 
 u  Nor  thither  rife  again, 
 "  But  fwell  the  earth  with  fruitful  juice, 
 
 "  And  all  its  tribes  fuftain ; 
 "  So  not  a  word  that  flows  from  me 
 
 "  Shall  ineffectual  fall  j 
 "  But  univerfal  nature  prove 
 
 "  Obedient  to  my  call. 
 »  u  Where  briers  grew  in  barren  wilds, 
 
 "  Shall  firs  and  myrtles  fpring ; 
 
 u  And  nature  through  her  utmoft  bounds 
 
 "  Eternal  pra.ifes  Gng." 
 
 Scotch  Pmphrafet. 
 
Hymn  277,  27S. 
 
 j 
 
 fpymnCCLXXVII.  Long  Metre.  [«orb] 
 
 Tie  Muemct  tf  tb:  DhrtMC  Spirit. 
 
 TX^HEN  the  bleft  Comforter  is  nigh, 
 
 V  V      'Tis  he  fuftains  my  finking  heart ; 
 Elk  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
 And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 
 
 2  When  fome  kind  promife  glads  my  foul, 
 l^oes  not  his  kind  and  welcome  voice 
 
 J  he  temped  of  my  fears  control, 
 And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice  ? 
 
 3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
 With  ardent  wifh  my  heart  afpires, 
 Can  it  be  lefs  than  power  divine 
 Which  animates  thefe  ftrong  dcfires  ? 
 
 4  What  lefs  than  thy  almighty  word 
 Can  raife  my  heart  from  earth  and  dud, 
 And  bid  me  welcome  to  my  Lord, 
 
 My  life,  my  tre-afure,  and  my  truft  ? 
 
 5  And  when  my  lively  hope  can  fay 
 1  love  my  God  and  tafie  his  grace, 
 Lord,  \6  it  not  thy  blifsful  ray 
 Which  gives  the  vifion  of  thy  face  ? 
 
 6  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 
 Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ; 
 
 And  light  and  heavenly  peace  iinpzrt  ; 
 Bleft  earneit  of  the  joys  above. 
 
 ■*  Steels. 
 
 ip|>mn  CCLXXVHI.    Com.  Metre.    [*] 
 
 Tbs   Pieaftn  of  R:!h:on. 
 
 WHEN  true  religion  gains  a  place, 
 And  lives  within  the  mind, 
 The  fenfunl  life  fubdu'd  by  grace, 
 And  all  the  foul  refin'd > 
 
134  Hymn  279. 
 
 2  The  defert  blooms  in  living  green, 
 
 Where  thorns  and  briers  grew  ^ 
 The  barren  wafte  is  fruitful  feen, 
 And  all  the  profpect  new. 
 
 3  The  ftorms  of  rugged  winter  ceafc, 
 
 The  frozen  powers  revive  ; 
 Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace  ^ 
 Al}  nature  fetms.  alive. 
 
 4  O  happy  chriftian,  richly  bleiVd  ! 
 
 What  floods  of  pleafure  roll  ! 
 By  God  and  man  he  Hands  confefs'd 
 In  dignity  of  foul. 
 
 5  Subftantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  ; 
 
 His  Maker  is  his  friend  j 
 The  nobleft  bulinefs  his  employ, 
 And  happinefs  his  end  ! 
 
 0  Ye  fenfuai,  worldly,  proud  and  vaim 
 Your  airy  good  purfue  ; 
 Let  me  religion's  pleafure  gain, 
 I'll  leave  the  world  to  you. 
 
 Jpgmn  CCLXXIX.   Com,  Metre.  [«or<  ] 
 
 The   lajl    Temptf. 
 
 WHEN  wild  confufion  wrecks  the  air, 
 And  tempelts  rend  the  ikies  \ 
 Whilft  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  lire 
 In  harm  diibrder  rife  \ 
 
 2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  (land, 
 
 And  iLrikc  a  tuneful  fongj 
 My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
 And  all  infpir'd  my  tongue. 
 
 3  I'll  fhout  afoud,  "  Ye  tlxunders  roll, 
 
 "  And  (hake  the  fullen  iky. 
 
Hymn   2$o. 
 
 "  Your  founding  voice  from  pole  to  | 
 u  In  angry  murmurs  try. 
 
 4  "  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  bale, 
 
 "  And  clouds  the  heaven  deform  ; 
 "  Blow  all  ye  winds  from  every  place, 
 11  And  rufh  the  final  ftorm. 
 
 5  M  Come,  quickly,  blejTed  hope,  appear, 
 
 "  Bid  thy  fwift  chariot  fly  ; 
 u  Let  angels  teH  thy  coming  near, 
 u  And  fnatch  me  to  the  iky. 
 
 6  "  Around  thy  wheels  in  the  glad  throng 
 
 "  I'd  bear  a  joyful  part  -, 
 M  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue  ; 
 "  All  rapture  in  my  heart." 
 
 M.  Eylxj. 
 
 jppmnCCLXXX,    Long  Metre.  L$ci  ft 
 
 Vo   Cbrijl   tb'   Eternal  Life. 
 
 WHERE  (hall  the  tribes  of  Adam  find 
 The  fovereign  good  to  till  the  mind  ? 
 Ye  fons  of  moral  wifdorm  {how 
 The  fpring  whence  living  waters  flow. 
 
 2  Say,  will  the  Stoic's  flinty  heart 
 Melt,  and  this  cordial  balm  impart  ? 
 Could  JPlrto  fmd  thefe  hlifsfui  it  reams 
 Among  his  raptures  and  his  dreams  ? 
 
 3  In  vain  I  afk  !  for  nature's  power 
 Extends  but  to  this  mortal  hour  ; 
 'Twas  but  a  poor  relief  fhe  gave 
 Again  ft  the  terrors  or  the  grave. 
 
 4  Jefus,  our  k'nfman  and  our  Lord, 
 l3y  angels  and  by  men  ador'd, 
 Thou  art  our  iife,  our  fouls  in  thzc 
 Ponefs  a  full  felicity. 
 
226  Hymn  281. 
 
 5  Let  atheifts  feoff,  and  Jews  blafpheme 
 Th1  eternal  life  and  JefW  name  ; 
 Yet  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 
 
 In  thee,  our  iurety  and  our  head. 
 
 6  Thy  crofs,  thy  cradle,  and  thy  throne 
 Are  full  of  glories,  yet  unknown  •, 
 'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
 To  fee  thy  face,  to  fing  thy  love. 
 
 W.\f  T3. 
 
 Ipgmn  CCCXXXI.  Com.Mftre.  $pr{>] 
 
 Jlferjy   before   Sacrifice. 
 
 WHEREWITH  (hal|  guilty  man  appear 
 Before  Jehovah's  throne  •, 
 Or  how  procure  thy  kind  regard, 
 And  for  his  fins  atone  ? 
 
 2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 
 
 And  fpicy  fumes  afcend  ? 
 Will  thefe  our  earneft  wim  fuccecd, 
 And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 
 
 3  Should  thoufand  rams  in  flames  expire. 
 
 Would  thefe  thy  favours  buy  ? 
 Or  oil  that  mould  for  holy  fire 
 
 Ten  thoufand  ftreams  fupply  ? 
 a  With  trembling  hands  and  bleeding  heart 
 
 Should  we  our  offspring  flay  $ 
 Would  this  atone  for  ill  defert, 
 
 And  take  our  guilt  away  ? 
 
 5  "  No,"  faith  the  Lord,  "'tis  fruitlefs  all, 
 
 "  Such  coftly  rites  are  vain  ; 
 "  No  vi£tims  from  the  field  or  (tall 
 "  My  favour  can  obtain. 
 
 6  "  But  truth  to  men  and  juftice  fliov/; 
 
 "  And  proofs  of  mercy  give. 
 
Hymn   2S2.  227 
 
 "  Then  humbly  Walk  with  God  below, 
 "  And  you  with  God  fhall  live. 
 
 7  "  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  fincere, 
 "  I  never  will  defpife  ; 
 u  And  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
 "  To  coftly  facrifice.,, 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
 3pgmn  CCLXXXII.  Common  Metre.  [*] 
 
 'The  Nativity   of  drift. 
 
 WHILST  flienherds  watch'd  their  fiocks 
 by  night, 
 Near  Bethlehem's  happy  ground, 
 The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
 And  giofy  fhone  around. 
 
 2  "  Fear  net,"  faici  he,  (for  mighty  dread 
 
 Had  ieiz'd  their  troubled  mind,) 
 "  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  1  bring 
 "  To  you  and  all  mankind. 
 
 3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 
 
 "  Is  born,  or  David's  iine, 
 "  The  Saviour,  who  is  Chrilt  the  Lord* 
 "  And  this  (hall  be  the  fign. 
 
 4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  mail  find 
 
 u  To  human  view  difpiay'd  ; 
 "  But  meanly  wrapt  in  fwathing  bands, 
 "  And  in  a  manger  laid." 
 
 5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 
 
 Appeared  a  mining  throng 
 Of  angels,  praifing  God.  and  thus 
 Addrcfs'd  their  joyful  fong. 
 
 6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  i 
 
 And  to  the  earth  be  pe; 
 
a 28  Hymn  2S3. 
 
 <c  Good  will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
 "  Begin  and  never  ceafij  I* 
 
 Patrick,  or  Tate. 
 
 mn  CCLXXX1II.  Long  Metre.  [*©»{>] 
 
 Ft  ace   r.f  C(.nf:hiuc. 
 
 W^HILST  fome  in  folly's  pleafure  roll, 
 And   feek  the  joys  which  hurt  the 
 Bj  fnihe  that  Blent  calm  repair,  [foul  ; 
 
 A  peaceful  confidence  to  the  laft  : 
 
 2  That,  free  which  bears  immortal  fruit, 
 Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 
 
 it  friend  who  never  fails  the  jirii, 
 When  other  friends  defert  their  trull. 
 
 3  With  tln.s  companion  in  the  (hade, 
 My  foul  no  more  (hall  be  difmay'd  •, 
 1  will  defy  the  midnight  gloom. 
 And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 
 
 4  Though  God  airier sr  I'll  not  repine. 
 The  nobleft  comforts  ftil!  arc  ft* 
 
 C  o  m  ft  r  r  s  w  h  i  c  h  ft  alt  o'er  d  vail, 
 
 And  juurney  with  m<i  through  ihe  vak. 
 
 5  Ant  id  ft  the  various  fcene?  of  ills-, 
 Each  (troke  fome  kind  ddign  fuliils  -, 
 And  in.1 11  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
 When  foVereign  love-direcls  the  rod  ? 
 
 6  His  hand  will  fmooth  my  ragged  way, 
 And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
 To  milder  flties  and  brighter  plains, 
 Where  everlaiting  pleafure  reigns. 
 
 Enfield's  Colkeiionr 
 
Hymn  284.  229 
 
 £)J)mn  CCLXXXIV.  Common  Metre.  [*3 
 
 D.vsticrt. 
 
 WHILST  thee  I  feck,  protecting  Power  ! 
 Be  my  vain  wiihes  ltill'd  ; 
 And  may  this  confecrated  hour 
 With 'better  hopes  be  fill'd. 
 
 2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  beflow'd, 
 
 To  thee  my  thoughts  would  foar ; 
 Thy  mercy  o'er  mjT life  has  fiow'd  *, 
 That  mercy  I  adore. 
 
 3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
 
 Thy  ruling  hand  I  fee  ! 
 Each  bleiTmg  to  my  foul  more  dear, 
 Becaufe  conferr'd  by  thee. 
 
 4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  c 
 
 In  every  pain  I  bear, 
 My  heart  (hall  find  delight  in  praife, 
 Or  feek  relief  in  prayer. 
 
 5  When  gladnefs  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 
 
 Thy  love  my  thoughts  (hall  nil  : 
 Refign'd.  when  florms  of  forrow  lower, 
 My  foul  mall  meet  thy  will. 
 
 6  My  lifted  eye,  without -a  tear, 
 
 The  gathering  ftorm  (hall  fee  ; 
 My  ftedfaft  heart  fhall  know  no  fear  ; 
 That  heart  will  reft  on  thee  ! 
 
 M&H.1  .ms. 
 
 U 
 
230  Hymn  285. 
 
 fypnm  CCLXXXV.   Long  Metre.  [«or&] 
 
 REAN I  M  A  TI  0  N. 
 A  Hymn  /cr  the  Humane   Society. 
 
 WHO,  from  the  fhades  of  gloomy  night, 
 When  the  Lift  tear  of  hope  is  fhed, 
 Can  bid  fhe  foul  return  to  light, 
 And  break  the  fiumbeLof  the  dead  ? 
 
 2  No  human  fkill  that  heart  can  warm, 
 "Which  the  cold  blaft  cf  nature  froze  ; 
 Recal  to  life  the  perifh'd  form  ; 
 
 The  fecret  of  the  grave  difclofe. 
 
 3  But  thou,  our  faving  God,  we  know, 
 Canft  arm  the  mortal  hand  with  power 
 To  bid  the  ftagtiant  pulfes  flow, 
 
 The  animating  heart  reftore. 
 
 A  Thy  will,  ere  nature's  tutor'd  hand 
 
 Could  with  young  life  thefe  limbs  unfold  ^ 
 Did  the  imprifon'd  brain  expand, 
 And  all  its  countkfs  fibres  told. 
 
 5  As  from  the  duft,  thy  forming  breath 
 Could  the  unconfeious  being  raife  \ 
 So  can.  the  filent  voice  of  death 
 Wake  at  try  call  in  fotigs  of  praife. 
 
 6  Since  twice  to  die  is  ours  alone, 
 And  twice  the  birth  of  life  to  feej 
 O  let  us,  fuppiiant  at  thy  throne, 
 Devote  pur  jeeonji  life  to  thee. 
 
Hymn  286,  287.  23I 
 
 fpumn  CCLXXXVI.     Lang  Metre. 
 
 Fa  It  I    T>  iu  mfba  r,:. 
 
 WHO  (hall  the  Lord's  tlecl  condemn  ? 
 1  Hs  God  who  jutlides  their  fouls  ; 
 And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  dream, 
 O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  roils. 
 
 2  Who  (hall  adjudge  the  (aims  to  he!!  ? 
 Tis  Chrift  who  fuflfcr'd  m  their  {\c*d  •, 
 And,  the  folvation  to  fulfil, 
 
 Behold  him  rifing  nd  ! 
 
 3  He  lives  !  he  livers !  and  reigns  above, 
 Forever  interceding  there  \ 
 
 Who  (hall  divide  us  from  his  love  ? 
 
 Or  what  mall  tempt  us  to-defpair  ? 
 
 4  Shall  perfecution  or  diftrefs, 
 Famine,  or  fword,  or  nakednefs  ? 
 
 He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
 And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 
 
 5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
 It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
 Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
 Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 
 
 6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
 
 Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
 Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 
 Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  love. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Fpgmn  CCLXXXVII.  Com.  Met.  [*orj,] 
 
 Death   and  the   Jtrfurreifimu 
 
 WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
 Or  (hake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
 "lis  but  the  voice  that  Jefus  fends, 
 To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
 
lyi  Hymn   288. 
 
 2  Why  fhould  we  tremble  to  convey 
 
 Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
 There  Jefus'  (acred  body  lay, 
 And  left  a  long  perfume. 
 
 3  The  graves  of  all  his  faints  he  blefs'd, 
 
 And  foftenM  every  bed : 
 Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft, 
 But  with  the  dying  head  ? 
 
 4  Thence  he  arofe,  afcended  high, 
 
 And  ihow'd  our  feet  the  way  ; 
 Up  to  the  Lord  our  fleih  mall  fly, 
 At  the  great  riling  day. 
 
 5  Then  fhall  the  laft  loud  trumpet  found, 
 
 And  bid  our  friends  arife  j 
 Awake,  ye  nations,  from  the  ground  j 
 Ye  faints,  afcend  the  fkies. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 l|)gmnCCLXXXVIII.  Com.  Met.  [#orb] 
 
 Lcciing  at   TLifigs   unfien. 
 
 WHY  mould  the  world's  alluring  toys 
 Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes  \ 
 Regardlefs  of  immortal  joys, 
 And  flrangers  to  the  ikies  ! 
 
 2  Thefe  tranfient  fcenes  will  foon  decay  \ 
 
 They  fade  upon  the  fight ; 
 And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
 Be  loll  in  endlefs  night. 
 
 3  Their  brighteft  day  !   alas,  how  vain  f 
 
 With  confeious  fighs  we  own  ; 
 Whilit  clouds  of  forrow,  care  and  pain 
 U'erdiade  the  fmiling  noon. 
 
 4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wit'hes  fly 
 
 Above  thefe  gloomy  thades. 
 
Hymn  2S9.  233 
 
 To  thofe  bright  worlds  beyond  the  iky 
 Which  farrow  ne'ei  invadts. 
 
 5  There  joys  utifeen  by  mortal  eyes 
 
 Or  reafon's  feeble  ray, 
 In  ever  blooming  profpect  rife, 
 Uncon fcious  ot  decay. 
 
 6  Lord,  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine 
 
 To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
 With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
 Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 
 
 7  Then  (hall,  on  faith's  fublimed  wing, 
 
 Our  ardent  withes  rife, 
 To  thole  bright  fcenes  where  pleafures  fpring 
 Immortal  in  the  ikies. 
 
 Mr;.  Steele. 
 
 £)pmn  CCLXXXIX.    long  Metre.   [«I 
 
 Marriage, 
 
 WITH  cheerful  voices  rife  and  fing 
 The  praifes  of  our  God  and  King  ; 
 For  he  alone  can  minds  unite, 
 And  blefs  with  conjugal  delight. 
 
 2  This  wedded  pair,  O  Lord,  infpire 
 With  heavenly  love,  that  (acred  rire  \ 
 From  this  blcit  moment  may  they  prove 
 The  blifs  divine  of  marriage  love. 
 
 3  O  may  they  both  mcreafing  find 
 Subftantial  pleafures  of  the  mind  \ 
 Happy  together  may  they  be, 
 And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 4  To  you,  bleft  pair,  your  God  hath  g 
 
 To  tafte  the  love  which  reign i  in  heavea  ; 
 His  gift  with  all  your  powers  improve, 
 And  cultivate  that  virtuous  love. 
 V  2 
 
234  Hymn  290. 
 
 5  So  may  you  live  as  truly  one  ; 
 
 And  when  y«  -nr  work  on  earth  is  done, 
 Rifcj  h.ma  in  hand,  to  heaven,  and  fhare 
 The  joys  of  love  forever  there  ! 
 
 Proud. 
 
 fppnia  CCXC.    Common  Metre.   [«ort>] 
 
 T/vtf   Penitent    T 
 
 WITH  deep  contrition,  grief  and  fhamr, 
 flie  thief  his  crimes  confeis'd, 
 Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  (Thrift, 
 And  thus  his  prayer  addrefs'd  : 
 
 2  "  When  to  thy  kingdom  thou  {halt  come, 
 
 "  O  Lord,  remember  me." 
 
 iC  This  day  with  me  in  paradife 
 
 «  Thy  happy  foul  (hall  be." 
 
 3  Thus  fpnke  the  S?.viour  to  a  wretch 
 
 Who  languiih'd  at  his  fide  *, 
 Whillt  on  the  fatal  tree  he  hung, 
 And  bled,  and  grcan'd,  and  died. 
 
 4  Jefas,  thou  Son,  and  Heir  of  heaven-, 
 
 Thou  Lord  of  all  below  \ 
 Though  then  unjuftly  thou  waft  brought 
 To  infamy  and  woe  \ 
 
 5  Yet  quickly  from  that  dreadful  fcene 
 
 In  triumph  thou  did  ft  rife, 
 Burft  through  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 
 And  gain'd  thy  native  Ikies  ! 
 
 6  ExrJted  to  thy  Father's  throne, 
 
 Pardon  and  life  to  give  ; 
 The  penitent  thou  ftiil  doll  hear, 
 And 'bid  the  finner  live. 
 
 Altered  from  Stinni  . 
 
Hymn'  291,  292.  235 
 
 $)J)mn  CCXCI.  Common  Metre.   [*  or  |>] 
 
 Tc:  F:rjl  and  Second  Ad  art. 
 
 WITH  flowing  eyes  and  bleeding  hearts 
 A  fallen  world  furvey  ! 
 Sec  the  wide  ruin  fin  has  made 
 In  one  unhappy  day. 
 
 2  Adam,  in  God's  own  image  form'd, 
 
 See  from  his  God  eftrang'd  ! 
 And  ail  the  joys  of  paradife 
 For  guilt  and  horror  chang'd  ! 
 
 3  This  fatal  heritage  bequeath'd 
 
 To  all  his  helplefs  race  ! 
 Through  this  dark  maze  of  fin  and  woe, 
 Thus  to  the  grave  we  pafs. 
 
 4  But,  O  my  foul,  with  rapture  hear 
 
 The  fecond  Adam's  name  ; 
 And  the  celeftial  gifts  he  brings 
 To  all  his  feed,  proclaim. 
 
 5  What,  though  in  mortal  life  they  mourn  ? 
 
 What,  though  by  death  they  fall  ? 
 Jefus,  in  one  triumphant  day, 
 Transforms  and  crowns  them  all ! 
 
 6  Praife  to  his  rich  tranfcendhig  gracc^ 
 
 Ev'n  by  our  fall  we  rife  ! 
 And  gain  for  earthly  Eden  loft 
 A  heavenly  paradife  ! 
 
 Mason,  altered. 
 
 |)gmn  CCXCII.     Common  Metre.     i%l 
 
 CompaJJion   »f  Cbrift. 
 
 "TXT  ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
 V  V     Of  our  High  Prieft  above  ; 
 His  heart  is  full  of  tendernefs, 
 Of  pity  and  of  love. 
 
 i 
 
i^G  HVmn  293. 
 
 2  Tcuch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 
 
 He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
 He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
 For  he  endurM  the  fame. 
 
 3  But  fpotlcfs,  innocent  and  pure, 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  flood  ; 
 When  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore* 
 And  did  rend  to  blood* 
 
 4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh 
 
 PourM  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
 And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefh 
 What  every  Chriftian  bears* 
 
 5  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flax, 
 
 But  raife  it  to  a  flame  *, 
 The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
 Nor  fcorns  the  meaneih  name. 
 
 6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
 
 His  mercy  and  his  power  •, 
 We  (hall  obtain  delivering  grace 
 In  the  diilrefling  hour. 
 
 Wait?. 
 
 ©gntnCCXCIII.  Common  Metre.  [*or[>] 
 
 Repentance  and  Hope. 
 
 WITH  reftlefs  agitations  toft, 
 And  low  immersM  in  woes, 
 When  mall  my  wild  dHiemper'd  thoughts 
 Regain  their  loft  repofe  ? 
 
 2  O  thou,  the  wretched's  fure  retreat, 
 Thefc  torturing  cares  control  *, 
 And  with  the  cheerful  fmile  of  peace 
 Revive  my  fainting  foul. 
 
Hymn  294.  237 
 
 3  Did  ever  thy  paternal  ear 
 
 The  humble  plea  difdain  ? 
 Or  when  did  plaintive  mifery  figh, 
 Or  lupplicate  in  vain  ? 
 
 4  Opprefs'd  with  grief  and  fhame,  diflclv'd 
 
 In  penitential  tears, 
 Thy  goodnefs  calms  our  wreftlefs  doubts, 
 And  diffipates  our  fears. 
 
 5  New  life  from  thy  refrefhing  grace 
 
 Our  finking  hearts  receive  j 
 For  'tis  thy  darling  attribute 
 To  pity  and  forgive. 
 
 6  From  that  bleft  fource,  propitious  hope 
 
 Appears  ferencly  bright, 
 And  iheds  its  foft  diffuiive  beam 
 O'er  forrow's  difmal  night. 
 
 7  My  griefs  confefs  its  vital  power, 
 
 And  blefs  the  friendly  ray, 
 Which  ufhers  in  the  glad  ferene 
 Of  everlafting  day. 
 
 Mrs.  Carter, 
 
 ip])!mi  CCXCIV.     Long  Metre.     [*or|>] 
 
 y-fus  Cbrijt,  tbi  fan:  yrfitrday^  to  day,  andfotevtr, 
 
 WITH  wonder,  Lord,  our  fouls  proclaim 
 Th'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
 Aiiembled  round  our  Saviour's  throne, 
 We  make  his  countleis  glories  known. 
 
 2  Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warm'd. 
 Or  Gabriel's  nobler  fpirit  form'd  ; 
 Before  creation  was  begun, 
 Before  all  ages,  was  the  bos. 
 
238  Hymn  295. 
 
 3  Through  all  fucceeding  ages,  he 
 
 The  fame  hath  been*  and  {till  (hall  be; 
 Immortal  honours  crown  his  head, 
 Though  earth  and  Ikies  wax  old  and  fade. 
 
 4  The  fame  his  power  his  flock  to  guard  ; 
 The  fame  his  bounty  to  reward  ; 
 
 The  fame  his  faithful nefs  and  love 
 To  faints  on  earth,  and  faints  above. 
 
 5  Let  nature  change,  and  fink,  and  die, 
 Jefus  (hall  raife  his  people  high  ; 
 
 And  place  them  near  his  Father's  throne, 
 In  glory  lading  as  his  own; 
 
 DODDRIDGE. 
 
 $gmn  CCXCV.,  Common  Metre.  [*or|>] 
 
 Ybc   Cbrijlians  Far  civ  ell. 
 
 YE  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 
 With  all  your  feeble  light ; 
 Farewell,  thou  ever  changing  moon> 
 Pale  emprefs  of  the  night. 
 
 2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
 
 In  brighter  flames  array'd ; 
 My  foul,  that  fprings  beyond  thy  fphere, 
 No  more  demands  thy  aid. 
 
 3  Ye  flars  are  but  the  finning  dud 
 
 Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
 The  pavement  of  thofc  heavenly  courts-, 
 Where  I  (hall  fee  my  God. 
 
 4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 
 
 Shall  there  his  beams  difplay  -, 
 Nor  (hall  one  moment's  darknefs  mix 
 With  that  unvaried  day. 
 
Hymn  296.  239 
 
 5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 
 
 Shall  fwcll  into  my  eyes  •, 
 
 Nor  the  meridian  fun  decline, 
 Amidlt  thofe  brighter  ikies. 
 
 6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  faints 
 
 Shall  in  one  fong  unite  ; 
 And  each  the  bli£>  of  all  (hall  view 
 With  infinite  delight. 
 
 DODDRIDG*. 
 
 $>gmn  CCXCVI.    Com.  Metre.    E*°?U 
 
 D  I'v  tm  e    Goo  in  eft . 
 
 YE  humble  fouls,  approach  your  Goci 
 With  fongs  of  facred  praife  •, 
 For  he  is  good,  immenfely  good, 
 And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
 
 2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care  \ 
 
 In  him  we  live  and  move  j 
 But  nobler  benefits  declare 
 The  wonders  of  his  iove. 
 
 3  He  gave  his  well  beloved  Son, 
 
 To  lave  our  fouls  from  fin  ; 
 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodnefs  known, 
 Anil  proves  it  all  divine. 
 
 4  To  this  fure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 
 
 And  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
 A  fafe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
 When  florms  of  trouble  rife. 
 
 5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
 
 The  fouls  who  trull  in  thee  \ 
 Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
 With  blifo  divinely  free, 
 
240  Hymn  297. 
 
 6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
 What  honours  fhall  we  raife  ! 
 Not  all  the  raptur'd  fonps  above 
 Can  render  equal  praife. 
 
 Mra.  Steele. 
 
 Jpgmn  CCXCVII.      Long  Metre,     M 
 
 Blejfed  are  the   Poor   in    Spirit, 
 
 YE  humble  fouls,  complain  no  more  ; 
 Let  faith  furvey  your  future  (tore  \ 
 How  happy,  how  divinely  bleft, 
 The  facred  words  of  truth  attefl  ! 
 
 2  When  confeious  grief  laments  fincere, 
 And  pours  the  penitential  tear, 
 Hope  points  to  your  dejefted  eyes 
 
 A  bright  reverfion  in  the  ikies. 
 
 3  In  vain  the  fons  of  wealth  and  pride 
 Defpife  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
 In  vain  they  boafl  their  little  ftores  \ 
 Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 
 
 4  A  kingdom  of  immenfe  delight, 
 Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite ; 
 A  kingdom  which  fhall  ne'er  decay, 
 Though  earthly  kingdoms  fade  away. 
 
 5  There  fhall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
 The  glorious  Friend  who  dy'd  for  you  ; 
 Who  dy'd  to  ranfom,  dy'd  to  raife 
 
 To  crowns  of  joy  and  fongs  of  praife, 
 
 6  Jefus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer  j 
 Confirm  to  me  my  intereit  there  \ 
 Whatever  be  my  lot  below, 
 
 This,  this  my  foul  defires  to  know. 
 
Hymn  298,  241 
 
 7  O  let  me  hear  thy  voice  divine 
 
 Pronounce  the  glorious  blefling  mine  ; 
 Enroird  among  thy  happy  poor. 
 My  largeft  wiflies  afk  no  more. 
 
 Mr».  Steele. 
 
 »■■■■■■■  ■  - — — . 
 
 fpgmn  CCXCVIII.  Common  Metre.  [«] 
 
 Tie  Invitation.      Ifaiah    Iv. 
 
 11  "\7rE  thirfly  fouls,  approach  the  fpring 
 
 X     "  Where  living  waters  flow  j 
 €l  Free  to  that  facred  fountain,  all 
 "  Without  a  price  may  go. 
 
 2  w  How  long  to  ftreams  of  falfe  delight 
 
 "  Will  ye  in  crowds  repair  ? 
 w  How  long  your  ftrength  and  fubftance  wade 
 M  On  trifles  light  as  air  ? 
 
 3  "  My  ftores  afford  thofe  rich  fupplies 
 
 M  That  health  and  pleafure  give  ; 
 
 u  Incline  your  ear,  and  come  to  me, 
 
 "  The  foul  that  hears  fnall  live. 
 
 4  u  With  you  a  cov'nant  I  will  make, 
 
 M  That  ever  fhall  endure  ; 
 "  The  hope  which  gladden'd  David's  heart 
 "  My  mercy  hath  made  fure. 
 
 5  "  Behold  he  comes,  your  Leader  comes, 
 
 "  With  might  and  honour  crown'd  ; 
 "  A  witnefs  who  (hall  fpread  my  name 
 11  To  earth's  remoteft  bound. 
 
 6  "  See ,  nations  haften  to  his  call 
 
 i4  From  every  diftant  fhore  ; 
 f{  Iftands  unknown  ihall  bow  to  him, 
 "  And  lfracFs  God  adore." 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafc*. 
 
 w 
 
242  Hymn  299,  300. 
 
 . 
 
 Ijgmn  CCXCIX.     Common  Metre.    [*] 
 
 The   Gofpel  Fta/L 
 
 YE  wretched,  hungry,  ftarving  poor, 
 Behold  a  royal  feaft  ! 
 Where  mercy  fpreads  her  bounteous  (lore    " 
 For  every  humble  gueit. 
 
 2  See  Jefus  {lands  with  open  arms, 
 
 He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
 Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms, 
 But  fee,  there  yet  is  room  ! 
 
 3  In  Jefus'  condescending  heart 
 
 Beth  love  and  pity  meet ; 
 Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
 That  trembles  at  his  feet. 
 
 4  Come  then,  and  with  his  people  tafle 
 
 The  blelfings  of  his  love  ; 
 While  hope  attends  the  fweet  repaft 
 Of  nobler  joys  above. 
 
 5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
 
 Before  th'  eternal  throne  ; 
 Ten  thoufand  thoufand  fouls  rejoice, 
 In  extafies  unknown. 
 
 6  And  yet  ten  thoufand  thoufand  more 
 
 Are  welcome  ftill  to  come  ; 
 Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore, 
 Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 g)£mn  CCC.     Common  Metre.     [*orb] 
 
 True   and  f j !f:   Z:al. 
 
 ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
 The  fire  of  love  fupplies  •, 
 YVhilft  that  which  often  bears  the  namea 
 Is  felf  but  in  difeuife, 
 
Hymn  300.  24* 
 
 1  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
 Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
 The  falf i  is  head  (Iron  g,  fierce  tad  wild, 
 And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
 
 3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Chnflian  warms, 
 
 He  knows  *he  worth  of  peace  ; 
 But  felf  contends  fcr  names  and  forms, 
 Its  party  to  increafe. 
 
 4  Zeal  has  attainM  its  higheit  aim, 
 
 Its  end  is  fatisfv'd, 
 If  finners  iove  the  Saviour's  name, 
 Nor  feeks  it  aught  befide, 
 
 5  But  felf,  however  well  employ'd, 
 
 Has  its  own  ends  in  view  j 
 And  fays,  as  boafting  Jehu  cry'd, 
 "  Come,  fee  what  I  can  do." 
 
 6  Self  may  its  own  reward  obtain, 
 
 And  be  applauded  here  ; 
 But  zeal  the  beft  applaufe  will  gain 
 When  Jefus  fhall  appear. 
 
 7  This  idol  felf,  O  Lord,  dethrone, 
 
 And  from  our  hearts  remove  *, 
 And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  mown 
 But  that  which  fprings  from  love. 
 
 New 
 
ASCRIPTIONSandBENEDICTIONS, 
 
 Founded  on  TEXTS  of  SCRIPTURE  ;  to  be  fung 
 at  the  End  of  Pfahns  and  Hymnsy  in  various 
 Metres. 
 
 I. 
 
 Common  Metre. — Single. 
 
 Phil.  w.  7. 
 
 MAY  peace,  which  from  the  Lord  pro^ 
 ceeds, 
 Which  Chrift  alone  imparts, 
 Which  human  knowledge  far  exceeds, 
 Preferve  and  keep  our  hearts. 
 
 II. 
 
 Pfalm  xxviii.  9. 
 
 Lord,  blefs  thy  people,  who  to  thee 
 
 Do  all  their  fafety  owe  ", 
 Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raife  them  up 
 
 When  they  are  fallen  low. 
 
 tJokoovflL 
 
 SI 
 
 III. 
 
 Rev.  v.  13. 
 Blefling  and  honour,  glory,  power, 
 
 By  all  in  earth  and  heaven, 
 To  him  who  fits  upon  the  throne, 
 And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Another. 
 
 To  him  who  ffts  upon  the  throne, 
 
 The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
 And  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 
 
 Be  glory  evermore. 
 
 Scotch  Parapbrafc?. 
 
Ascriptions,  Sec.         i^k 
 v. 
 
 Common  Metre. — Double- 
 
 Phil.   ii.  io,  ir. 
 
 Let  every  creature  bow  the  head 
 
 To  God's  exalted  Son  ; 
 Since  God  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead* 
 
 And  plac\i  him  on  his  throne. 
 Let  every  mortal  tongue  confefs 
 
 That  Jefus  is  the  Lcrd  ; 
 Thus  when  the  Saviour's  name  we  blefs, 
 
 The  Father  is  ador'd. 
 
 VI. 
 Hebrews  xiiL  zo,  it. 
 Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
 
 Who  from  the  (hades  oS  death 
 ReftorM  the  Shepherd  of  the  iheep 
 To  draw  immortal  breath, 
 
 Enrich  our  fouls  with  every  grace, 
 
 That  we  may  do  his  will  *, 
 And  all  that's  plea  Cog  in  his  fight, 
 
 Infpire  us  to  fulfil. 
 
 Rippon's  Collection, 
 
 VII. 
 
 Rev.  i.  5,  6. 
 To  him  who  wafh'd  us  from  our  fins 
 
 In  his  own  precious  blood  ; 
 And  made  us  kings  and  prielts,  before 
 
 His  Father  and  his  God  j 
 
 To  him  who  died  and  refe  again, 
 
 Be  glory  ever  given  ; 
 And  may  his  wide  dominion  fpread 
 
 Throughout  the  earth  and  heaven, 
 
ii\6        Ascriptions,  &c. 
 viii. 
 
 Rev.  v.  9,  io. 
 Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  was  flam, 
 
 To  open  every  feal, 
 And  from  the  book  of  God's  decrees 
 
 His  counfds  to  reveal. 
 Thou  haft  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 
 
 From  fin  haft  fet  us  free, 
 Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God, 
 
 And  we  mall  reign  with  thee. 
 
 Partly  from  Watt?. 
 
 Long  Metre. — Single. 
 I. 
 
 Mat.  xxi.  9. 
 
 H  OS  ANNA*  to  king  David's  Son, 
 Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  throne ; 
 We  blefs  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
 Who  brought  falvation  down  to  earth. 
 
 Watt?, 
 
 ii. 
 
 1  Tim.  1.  17. 
 Now  to  the  great  eternal  King, 
 Th'  immortal  God,  we  mortals  fmg, 
 God  only  wife  we  glorify, 
 Invifible  to  mortal  eye. 
 
 S.V. 
 
 III. 
 
 I  Tim.  vi.  15,  t6. 
 To  him  who  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
 Beyond  the  reach  of  human  fight, 
 
 *  The  word  Hofanna  Ggniiies,  "  Save,  we  hefeecli  thee;*' 
 it  h  an  afcription.  of  honour  te  Clirift  a?  osr  Saviour. 
 
Ascriptions,  &c.  247 
 
 The  King  fupreme,  the  Lord  of  heaven, 
 Be  endlefs  praife  and  honour  given. 
 
 IV. 
 
 2  ThclT.  ii.  16,  17. 
 
 May  God  the  Father  and  his  Son, 
 From  whom  all  love  and  grace  proceed, 
 Comfort  our  hearts,  and  'itablifh  us 
 In  every  virtuous  word  and  deed. 
 
 V. 
 
 Long  Metre.     Six  Lines. 
 
 Jude,  ver.  24,  25. 
 
 To  him  whofe  wifdom,  love  and  power 
 Preferves  us  in  temptation's  hour, 
 Who  will  prefent  our  fouls  complete 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  feat ; 
 To  God  our  Saviour,  only  wife, 
 Let  fongs  of  praife  and  honour  rife. 
 
 All  Sevens  Metre. 
 
 2  Cor.  xiii.   14. 
 
 MAY  the  grace  of  Chrift  our  Saviour, 
 And  the  Father's  boundlefs  love, 
 With  the  holy  Spirit's  favcur 
 Reft,  upon  us  from  above. 
 
 Newton. 
 
 Short  Metre. 
 I. 
 
 Rom,  xvi.  25,  27. 
 
 TO  God  the  only  wife, 
 Who  keeps  us  by  his  word, 
 Be  glory  now  and  evermore, 
 rl  hrcugh  Jefus  Chrift  our  Lord. 
 
248        Ascriptions,  Sec. 
 11. 
 
 a  Cor.  liii.   14. 
 
 The  grace  of  Chrift  our  Lord, 
 The  Father's  boundlefs  love, 
 The  Spirit's  bleft  communion,  too, 
 Be  with  us  from  above. 
 
 III. 
 
 Mar.  ixi.  9.    John  i.  14. 
 Hofanna  to  the  Word, 
 Who  from  the  Father  came, 
 Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord/*" 
 And  ever  blefs  his  name. 
 
 T 
 
 Hallelujah  Metre. 
 I. 
 
 I  John  iv.  19 — Gal.  iii.  13—- Col.  i.  12. 
 
 O  him  who  lov'd  us  firft, 
 Before  the  world  began, 
 To  him  who  bore  the  curfe 
 To  fave  rebellious  man  : 
 To  him  who  forms 
 
 Our  fouls  for  heaven, 
 Be  endlefs  praife 
 And  glory  given. 
 
 Watts. 
 II. 
 Mat.  xxi.  9 — A&s  v.  13 — Phil.  ii.  xi. 
 
 Hofanna  to  the  King 
 Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 
 Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
 Forgiving  grace  from  God  : 
 Upon  his  head 
 
 Shall  honours  reft, 
 And  every  tongue 
 Proisauace  him  bleft.  Watt* 
 
Ascriptions,  &c.         249 
 III. 
 
 Heb.  i.  6 — Rev.  v.  n,  1%, 
 
 With  angels  round  the  throne, 
 And  faints  who  dwell  above, 
 We  join  to  praife  the  Son, 
 And  fing  his  wondrous  love, 
 Worthy  the  Lamb, 
 
 Who  once  was  ilain* 
 O'er  heaven  and  earth 
 To  live  and  reign. 
 
 IV. 
 
 1  Cor.  xv.  47— Col.  i.  18— Acls  v.  jr. 
 To  Chrift  the  Lord  from  heaven, 
 The  firft-born  from  the  dead  ; 
 The  Prince  of  life,  be  glory  given, 
 And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread  : 
 Through  earth's  extent 
 
 His  honours  raife  •, 
 And  all  content 
 
 His  name  to  praife. 
 
 gV  SINCE  the  death  of  my  brother,  the  late  Dr. 
 John  Clarke,  I  think  I  am  at  liberty  to  fay,  that  many 
 of  the  variations  and  additions  in  this  Collection  of 
 Pfalms  and  Hymns,  were  either  made  or  fuggeftcd  by  him  ; 
 that  the  alteration  of  the  149th  Pfalm  was  altogether  his 
 own  ;  and  that  the  whole  work  palTed  under  his  critical 
 eve  and  correcting  hand  before  it  went  to  the  prefs.  For 
 this,  and  for  many  other  acts  of  Christian  friendfhip,  his 
 Hiemurv  will  ever  be  precious  to  me. 
 
 I  * 
 
 Mat  it,  J79& 
 
INDEX  to  the  Matter  of  each  PSALM  and 
 HYMN. 
 
 p.  (lands  for  Pfalm.  h.  for  hymn.  The  figure?  refer  not 
 to  the  Pages,  but  to  the  Number  of  each  Pfalm  and 
 Hymn. 
 
 A, 
 BRAHAM,  the  Promife  to  him  fulfilled,  p.  105. 
 extended  to  the  Gentiles,  h.  74,  life 
 
 A 
 
 Adam  the  Firft  and  Second,  p.  8.  h.  291. 
 
 Adoption,  h.  25 • 
 
 Affliction,  p.  119,  12th  part,  14th  part. 
 
 -■ the  Cine  of  folly,  h.  164. 
 
 Divine  Goodncfs  in,  h.  190, 
 
 Submilfion  to,  h.  214. 
 
 Age,  Confolations  of,  p.  71.  h.  <$. 
 American  Revolution,  p.  75. 
 Angels,  their  Miniitry  to  Chrift,  h.  211. 
 
 . Song,  h.  104. 
 
 Worihip,  p.  1  c 5,  4th  paru 
 
 B. 
 
 BAPTISM,  by  Trnmerfion,  h.  127. 
 
 of  Infants,  h.  ill,  159,  221,  252* 
 
 Beatitudes,  h.  57. 
 Better  part,  h.  36. 
 
 BleffingS  Spiritual,  p.  81,  106.  h.  107. 
 and  Temporal,  p.  139,  4th  part- 
 Body  Frail,  h.  147. 
 —-  Wonderfully  made,  p.  139,  5  th  part. 
 
 CANAAN  heavenly,  p.  107. 
 
 --- Loft,  p.' 95. 
 
 Captivity,  p.  137. 
 
 Charity,  p.  37,  41,  112.  h.  39, 121,  135*  I45>  19*- 
 
 Greater  than  Faith  or  Hope,  h.  149. 
 
 Child,  Death  of; h.  152,  228. 
 
252  INDEX. 
 
 Children  devoted  to  God,  h.  252. 
 
 ■  Religious  education  of,  p.  78. 
 
 ■ Chriil's  Regard  to,  h.  221. 
 
 CHRIST  his  Afcenfion,  p.  24,  6$.  h.  17,  105. 
 
 Seen  of  Angels,  h.  211. 
 
 Branch  of  David,  h.  6. 
 
 Bread  of  Life,  h.  15  r. 
 
 Bridegroom  of  the  Church,  p.  45. 
 
 his  Crois  our  glory,  h.  21,  274. 
 
 his  Commiflion,  h.  101,  253. 
 
 his  Compaflion,  h.  138,  182,  292. 
 
 his  Conqueft  and  triumph,  h.  163,  259. 
 
 his  Eternity,  p.  102,  294. 
 
 his  Example,  p.  109.  h.  14,  167. 
 
 his  Exaltation,  p.  2.  h.  17,  62. 
 
 his  Gentlenefs,  h.  251. 
 
 his  Grace  and  glory,  h.  187. 
 
 the  Head  of  his  church,  h.  139. 
 
 his  Humiliation,  h.  239. 
 
 the  Image  of  God,  h.  244. 
 
 his  Incarnation,  h.  22. 
 
 his  Interceilion,  h.  185. 
 
 his  Invitation,  h.  46. 
 
 his  Kingdom,  p.  2,  72,  98.  h.  194. 
 
 the  King  of  faints,  h.  48. 
 
 the  Lamb  of  God,  h.  30,  44. 
 
 our  Life,  h.  271,  280. 
 
 his  Million  and  facritice,  p.  40. 
 
 the  Morning  flar,  h,  6. 
 
 his  Nativity,  h.  31,  104,  223,  282, 
 
 his  Obedience  to  death,  p.  69. 
 
 his  Offices  and  names,  h.  140. 
 
 Opening  the  fealed  book,  h.  9. 
 
 Precious  in  life  and  death,  h.  133."' 
 
 his  Pre-exiftence  and  incarnation,  h.  2;. 
 
 his  Priefthood,  p.  no.  h.  188. 
 
 the  Phyfician  of  the  foul,  h.  50. 
 
 a  Prince  and  Saviour,  h.  62. 
 
 his  Refurrection,  p.  2,  16.  h.  2,  17,  29>  105, 
 
 Salvation  by  him,  p.  8j.  h.  jj8. 
 
I   N   D  E    a.  253 
 
 CHRIST  the  fame  yefterday,  to-day  and  forever,  11.294, 
 
 a  Shepherd,  h.  247- 
 
 the  Sight  of  him  in  heaven,  h.  51. 
 
 the  Spirit  his  gift,  p.  68,  ?i. 
 
 our  Strength  and  righteoaincfs,  p.  71. 
 
 his  Sufferings  and  glory,  p.  22,  69.  h.  126. 
 
 the  Sun  of  nghteoufnefs,  p.  19.  h.  87. 
 
 the  Supreme  beauty,  h.  225. 
 
 his  Viclory  and  dominion,  h.  264. 
 
 the  Victory  of  his  death,  h.  17,  105. 
 
 the  Way  to  God,  h.  130. 
 
 the  Wiidom  of  God,  h.  222. 
 Chriilian's  Farewell,  h.  295. 
 
 Race,  h.  25,  17*5. 
 
 Church  the  Birth-place  of  Saints,  p.  87. 
 the  Bride  of  Chriil,  p.  45.  h.  137. 
 Jewifh  and  Chriftian  compared,  p.  132. 
 its  Glory  and  defence,  h.  95. 
 our  Safety  and  delight,  p.  27,  93.  h.  11c,  19^* 
 Citizen  of  Zion,  p.  15. 
 Colonies  Planted  and  punifheck  p.  107. 
 Common  Mercies,  h.  90. 
 Companion  and  Forgivenefs,  h.  121. 
 
 for  Sinful  men,  p.  119,  5th  pt. 
 
 Complaint  and  Hope,  p.  143. 
 Communion  with  Chriit,  h.  258. 
 
 '  with  God,  h.  203,  21c 
 
 Condefcenfion  of  God,  p,  8,  it?,  h.  250. 
 
 Confeilion  and  pardon,  p.  32.  h.  174- 
 
 Confidence  in  God,  p.  7,  18,  27,  28,  31,  34?  5*?  5^i 
 
 57,  146.  h.  89,  275. 
 Conference  TeiHmony  of,  h.  243. 
 
 Peace  of,  h.  238. 
 
 Confolation  in  Chrift,  h.  183. 
 
 in  Death,  p.  38. 
 
 in  Providence,  p.  77. 
 
 Convitfion  of  fin,  h.  154. 
 Contrite  heart,  h.  206. 
 Corruption  Moral;  p.  12,  14,  $3* 
 
2J4  INDEX. 
 
 Contentment,  p.  131. 
 
 Covenant  of  Grace,  p.  89.  h.  129,  169,  236. 
 
 Creation  Old  and  New,  p.  8.  h.  20,  217. 
 
 and  Providence,  p.  33.  h.  61,  85,  13a,  160. 
 
 Creatures  Vain  and  God  all-fufEcicnt,  p.  :^f  62. 
 their  Voice  proclaiming  God,  p.  104.    " 
 
 D. 
 
 DARKNESS  Walking  in,  h.  103. 
 Death,  p.  38,  39,  88,  89,  90.  h.  153. 
 
 ■  the  End  of  the  Christian's  courfe,  h.  49,  238, 
 and  the  Refurreclion,  h.  287. 
 
 ■  Triumph  over,  h.  15,  270, 
 Decency,  h.33. 
 
 Devotion,  h.  284. 
 
 -  by  day  and  night,  p.  1,  134. 
 
 Direction  Divine  afked,  p.  25. 
 Difcipline  Fatherly,  h,  108,  273. 
 Diftrefs  Relieved,  p.  31,  40,  126,  142. 
 
 ■  Faith  in  Time  of,  h.  224. 
 Doubts  and  fears  fupprefTed,  p.  3. 
 
 E, 
 ENEMIES  Complaint  againft,  p.  120. 
 
 ■  — •  Deliverance  from,  p.  54*  59>  7o>  H4>  **$» 
 
 140. 
 1  —  Love  to,  p.  109.  h.  66. 
 
 Envy  cured,  p.  37. 
 Evening,  p.  4.  h.  125,  201. 
 
 F. 
 FAITH  Correcting  impatience,  p.  55, 
 Encouraged,  p.  9. 
 Living  and  Dead,  h.  166. 
 in  the  Names  of  God,  h.  226. 
 in  the  Promife  of  Salvation,  h.  28. 
 in  the  Redeemer's  facrifice,  h.  x6z* 
 in  a  Time  of  diftrefs,  h.  224. 
 Triumphant,  h.  286. 
 
INDEX.  255 
 
 Faith,  Walking  by,  h.  63, 
 
 Family  duties  ana  bleilings,  p.  128. 
 
 ■  Religion,  p.  101. 
 
 Fall  in  war,  p.  20,  44. 
 
 Fear  of  God,  h.  82. 
 
 Feaft  Gofpei,  h>  114,  118*  234,  299* 
 
 Forgivenefs  fought,  p.  i$» 
 
 to  Debtors,  h.  121. 
 
 to  Enemies,  h.  66. 
 
 Fortitude,  h.  13. 
 Funeral  Thought,  h.  99. 
 
 G. 
 
 GOD,  his  All-feeing  eye,  p.  139,  2d  pt.  6th  pt* 
 All-fuiticient,  p.  37,  62,  73. 
 his  Approbation  of  the  Juft,  p.  24. 
 his  Care  of  his  people,  p.  76. 
 his  CompaHion  to  finners,  h.  182. 
 his  Condefcenfion,  p.  8,  113.  h.  250. 
 our  Creator,  p.  139,  3d  part.  h.  172. 
 his  Eternity,  p.  90. 
 Exalted  above  all  praife,  h.  58. 
 his  Eternal  counfels,  h.  141. 
 his  Faithfulnefs,  h.  11 1,  159. 
 his  Goodnefs,  p.  36,  56,  57,  66,  68,  145,  146*' 
 
 h.  59,83,  158,  254,  ^9^ 
 his  Greatnefs  and  goodnefs,  p.  86. 
 his  Grace  in  Chriil,  h.  218. 
 his  Holinefs  and  ibvereignty,  p.  93,  97. 
 his  Incomprehenfibility,  h.  41,  42. 
 his  Juftice,  p.  11, 18,  68.  h.  117. 
 Known  by  his  works,  p.  19,  136.  h.  92. 
 his  Majefty,  p.  29. 
 his  Mercy  in  judgment,  p.  103. 
 his  various  Names,  h.  226. 
 his  Name  proclaimed  to  Mofes,  h.  19. 
 his  Perfections  and  works, p.  iit,  136,  145. 
 our  Portion  and  hope,  p.  73.  h.  128. 
 his  Power,  p.  66,  93,  145.  b.  117. 
 his  Prefence  mortifying  us  to  the  world,  h.  43. 
 
 1 
 
256  I   N    D    E   % 
 
 COD,  his  Regard  to  our  wcaknefs,  p.  ic~. 
 oar  Shepherd,  p.  23. 
 the -'Searcher  of  hearts,  p.  139,  6th  pt. 
 Transforming  virion  of,  p.  17. 
 his  Unity  and  ibvereignty,  p.  135.  h.  54. 
 his  Unchangeableneis,  p.  102,  106.  h.  86. 
 his  Univerfal  prefence,  p.  139,  ift  pt. 
 his  Wifdom,  p.  in,  139,  3d  pt.  h.  8,  154, 
 Good  out  of  Evil,  h.  202. 
 Gofpel,  not  Afhamed  of  it,  h.  122. 
 BlefTed,  p.  89.  h.  131. 
 its  Excellency,  h.  75. 
 its  Power  and  triumph,  h.  163. 
 its  Succefs,  h.  65,  88. 
 Grace  and  Glory,  p.  97. 
 Gratitude,  p.  91.  h.  57,  78,  170,  266,  267; 
 Grave  deitroyed,  h,  262. 
 Gravity  in  deportment*  h.  ^3- 
 
 H. 
 
 HAPPINESS  in  God,  p.  3. 
 
 and  Miiery,  p.  1,  37. 
 
 Heaven,  p.  24.  h.  45,  47,  180,  238. 
 
 Longing  for,  h.  193. 
 
 Holinefs,  p.  34,  119,  10th  and  nth  pts.  h.  22$. 
 Hope,  p.  43-  n-  x73>  23°,  293. 
 Houfe  of  prayer,  h.  84. 
 Humility,  p.  131.  h.  73,  250. 
 Hypocnfy,  p.  50.  h.  76,  24 S« 
 
 IDOLATRY,  p.  115,135- 
 Ignorance  of  Man,  h.  32. 
 Imitation  of  God's  goodnefs,  h.  $3, 
 Impatience,  p.  55. 
 Influence  Divine,  h.  171. 
 Infurreclion,  p.  64. 
 Intemperance,  p.  107,  3d  pt; 
 Intercefiion  of  Chrift,  h.  1854 
 
INDEX.  257 
 
 Invitation  to  Communion,  h.  ic,  21,  114,  u8, 1^4,234, 
 Ifrael's  journey,  p.  106,  107,  ill  pt  114.  [299- 
 
 J. 
 
 JACOB'S  vow,  h.  205. 
 Jerufalem  New,  h.  165. 
 Joy  Heavenly,  h.  47. 
 
 and  Gratitude,  h.  57. 
 
 Jubilee,  h.  40,  162. 
 Judgment  Final,  p.  50.  h.  279. 
 Juftice,  h.  120. 
 of  God,  p.  18. 
 
 K. 
 
 KINGDOM  of  Child,  p.  9S.  h.  194,  264* 
 Knowledge  of  God,  p.  119,  9th  part. 
 
 L. 
 
 Law  and  Gofpel,  h.  235. 
 
 Life,  its  Shortness,  p.  90.  h.  116,  231. 
 
 its  Value,  h.  153. 
 
 Looking  at  things  unfeen,  h.  288. 
 Lord's  Day,  p.  5,  19,  63,  92,  118,  122.  h.  2,  18,  24, 
 I5Ti  263. 
 
 Prayer,  h.  66. 
 
 Supper,  h.  134,  242,  258,  260. 
 
 Love  Brotherly,  p.  133.  h.  72,  196. 
 of  God  to  the  Church,  h.  186. 
 
 to  God,  h.  97. — and  Man,  h.  249. 
 
 to  the  Saviour  ardent,  h.  52. 
 
 M. 
 
 MAGISTRATES  warned,  p.  82,  94. 
 Marriage,  p.  128.  h.  177,  289. 
 ■  —  of  the  Lamb,  h.  10. 
 
 Meditation,  h.  168. 
 Meekrjefs,  h.  108. 
 Mercy  before  facrifice,  h.  248,  281. 
 X  2 
 
258  INDEX. 
 
 Michael  and  the  Dragon,  h.  146. 
 
 Minifters  ordained,  h.  70,  237,  253.     See  Gofpel. 
 
 Watchmen,  h.  107. 
 
 their  Death,  h.  115,  184. 
 
 their  Fidelity  rewarded,  h.  237. 
 
 their  Sickneis,  h.  204. 
 
 Moderation,  h.  96. 
 
 Morning,  h.  201. 
 
 Mortification,  h.  43* 
 
 Mofes  and  the  Lamb,  Song  of,  h.  109* 
 
 and  Chrift,  h.  235. 
 
 N. 
 
 NATIONAL  bleflings,  p.  85. 
 Nature,  Beauties  of,  p.  147.  h.  12. 
 God  of,  h.  92. 
 
 and  Scripture,  p.  19. 
 
 Voice  of,  p.  19.  h.  15S,  241. 
 
 New  Birth,  h.  261. 
 
 OBEDIENCE,  p.  22.  b.  195. 
 
 Obligations  and  Privileges,  h.  53. 
 Oppreilion,  p.  id. 
 Ordinances,  h.  26. 
 
 P. 
 
 PARDON,  p.  130.  h.  113,  276. 
 
 Patience,  h.  212- 
 
 Peace  and  Confutation,  h.  213. 
 
 and  Plenty,  p.  144. 
 
 —  and  War,  p.  46. 
 
 Perfecution,  p.  83.  b.  1. 
 
 Pillar  in  the  Heavenly  Temple,  h.  7. 
 
 Poor  in  Spirit,  h.  297. 
 
 Praife  from  all  Creatures,  p.  14S. 
 
 —  without  cealing,  h.  79. 
 
 to  Chrift,  h.  30,  93. 
 
 for  Deliverance,  p.  116.  [h.  124* 
 
 for  Divine  Goodnefe,  p.  68,  ice,  103,  136,  146* 
 
INDEX.  259 
 
 £raife  Univerfal,  p.  47,  67,  96,  108,  117, 13$,  150. 
 
 Prayer,  p.  95. 
 
 1  Heard,  p.  30,  66,  1-2. 
 
 ■  Importunate,  b.  209. 
 
 ■  Universal,  h.  67. 
 Preparation  for  Worihip,  h.  64. 
 Pride,  h.  12. 
 
 Priibners  relieved,  p.  107. 
 
 Privileges  and  Obligations,  h.  53. 
 
 Prodigal  Son,  b.  34. 
 
 Promii'eto  Believers  and  their  Children,  h.  159,  25a. 
 
 Profperity  and  Adverfity,  h.  216. 
 
 Dangerous,  p.  73.   h.  179. 
 
 from  God,  p.  127. 
 
 Protection  Divine,  p.  90,  91,  pi,  13S,  144.  h.  256,  257.' 
 
 - —  in  Foreign  Countries,  h.  106. 
 Providence,  p.  ^6,  1S1,  65,  74,  104,  136.  h.  81, 163. 
 
 Ancient,  p.  77. 
 
 — . its  Juftice,  p.  11. 
 
 Myiterious,  h.  8c. 
 
 over  Man  and  Beaft,  h.  232,  254, 
 
 Prudence,  h.  68,  208. 
 
 QUICKENING  Grace,  p.  119,  13th  part* 
 
 R. 
 
 RACE  Chriftian,  h.  25,  175. 
 Rain,  p.  65,  ic4>  135-  h.  69. 
 
 Divine  infloence  compared  to,  p.  7:. 
 
 Reanimation,  p.  88.  h.  285. 
 
 Recovery  from  ficknefs,  p.  30,  118.  h.  155, 
 
 Redemption,  h.  136. 
 
 Relief  from  diitreis,  p.  31. 
 
 Religion  vain  without  Love,  h.  91. 
 
 Gratitude  its  fpring,  h.  17c. 
 
 its  Piealures,  h.  278. 
 
 ■  in  Youth,  h.  94. 
 
 Repentance,  p.  32,  51,  ii9,3dpt.  130.  h,  34,  113,  29* 
 and  Hope,  h.  175,  276, 
 
260  I   N   D   E  X. 
 
 Reproof,  Brotherly,  n.  141. 
 Reflgnation,  p.  91.  h.  202,  231. 
 
 in  Death,  h.  265. 
 
 to  weary  fools,  h.  4^. 
 Refolutions,  Holy,  p.  119,  nth  part.  h.  3. 
 Refur  reel  ion,  p.  17,  71,  89.  h.  38,  112,  287. 
 
 of  Chrifr,  p.  16.  h.  2,  17,  29,  105. 
 
 ; -—  of  the  Martyrs,  h.  240. 
 
 Retirement,  h.  168. 
 
 Reverence  of  God,  p.  99. 
 
 Revolution,  American,  p.  75. 
 
 Riches,  their  Vanity,  p.  49. 
 
 Righteotfs,  their  bappineis,  p.  1,37,  106. 
 
 Rulers  wicked,  p.  94. 
 
 SABBATH  eternal,  h.  157. 
 Safety  in  God,  p.  61.     See  confidence. 
 Saints  departed,  their  bluTednefs,  h.  98. 
 Salvation,  p.  85,  118.  h.  28. 
 
 • by  GFace,  h.  189,  220. 
 
 Savages,  Deliverance  from,  p.  59. 
 
 Scripture.     See  Word  of  God. 
 
 Seamen's  Prayer,  p.  104,  ad  pt.  107,  4th  pt.  h.  ic6. 
 
 Seafons  changing,  p.  147,  148. 
 
 fruitful,  p.  65.  h.  69. 
 
 S-.lt  dependence,  h.  81. 
 
 examination,  p.  26.  h.  246. 
 
 St  rpent,  Brazen,  h.  227. 
 Shepherd,  God's  char;- deer,  p.  23. 
 
 ChrifVs  character,  h.  247. 
 
 ;•■.  6,  3.0.  h.  176. 
 Sioai  and  Sibn,  h.  183,  233. 
 
 p.  18.  h.  150. 
 and  H\pocrify,  h.  76, 
 
 1  G^d,  h.  i8r. 
 
 of  God,  p.  68,  72.  h.  60. 
 . its  Influences  277. 
 
 ,,al  blellings  and  punifhments,  p.  Si, 
 Spring,  h.  119,  2C8. 
 
INDEX.  261 
 
 Storm.     See  Thunder. 
 Strength  and  joy,  p.  138. 
 
 from  God,  h.  269. 
 
 "Submiilion,  p.  123.  h.  11,  178,  sco,  214. 
 Syro-Phenician  woman,  h.  5. 
 
 TABLE  in  die  v/ildernefs,  p.  78. 
 Te  Deum,  h.  197. 
 Tempeft.     See  Thunder. 
 
 the  Laft,  h.  279. 
 
 Temptation,  p.  13.  h.  23. 
 
 Thankfgiving,  p.  18,  78,  149. 
 
 Thief  Penitent,  h.  290. 
 
 Thiifting  after  God,  h.  272. 
 
 Thunder,  p.  29,  104*  ift  part,  135.  h.  143,  *$(,, 
 
 Time  redeemed,  h.  7-,  207. 
 
 Treafure  in  eartnen  vc.fwls,  h.  115. 
 
 Trial  and  Safety,  p.  125. 
 
 s of  Virtue,  h.  215. 
 
 Truth,  h.  123. 
 
 Tyrants  and  OpprefTors,  p.  58. 
 
 U. 
 
 UNBELIEF,  p.  95. 
 Uncharitable  judgment,  h.  8. 
 Union  of  Chrift  and  his  church,  h.  13  7. 
 Univerfal  Prayer,  h.  67. 
 
 VICTORY,  p.  iS. 
 
 over  Death,  h.  270. 
 
 and  Dominion  of  Chrift,  h.  264* 
 
 Vineyard  of  God,  p.  3b. 
 
 Virtues  of  aChriflian,  p.  15,  119,  ift  pt. 
 
 ■■  Trial  of,  h.  215. 
 Vifion  of  the  Lamb,  h.  9. 
 Volume  of  Nature  and  Scripture,  p.  19. 
 
*&t  INDEX. 
 
 W. 
 WAR,  p.  20,  44. 
 
 and  Peace,  p.  46. 
 
 Disappointment  in,  p.  6c. 
 
 Devaluation  of,  p.  79. 
 
 Warrior  Chriftian,  h.  102. 
 Watchfulnefs  and  Prayer,  h.  4. 
 
 — ; —  %•  and  Reproof,  p.  14 !• 
 
 Wicked^flieir  mifery,  p.  i,  57. 
 Winter,  p.  147,  148.  h.  191. 
 Wifdom  Divine,  h.  61. 
 
 —  Voice  of,  h.  ico,  255. 
 
 Ways  of,  h.  199. 
 
 Word  of  God,  Delight  in  it,  p.  119,  6th,  7th,  3  th  part*. 
 
 its  Excellency,  p.  19.  h.  71,  142- 
 
 Inflrudtion  from  it,  p.  119,  4th  part. 
 
 Works,  Good,  p.  16,  37. 
 
 Worlhip,  Public,  p.  42,  48,  63,  65,  84*  89,  95,  99*  !**• 
 
 [h.  64* 
 Y. 
 
 YEAR  New,  h.  16,56,219. 
 Youth,  p.  119,  ad  part. 
 
 ZEAL  true  and  falfe,  h.  300. 
 
 Zion  its  beauties  and  pleasures,  p.  138. 
 
 Occafcoiial  Pfalms  and  Hymns. 
 ASCENSION  day,  p.  24,  68.  h.  17,  105. 
 Chriftmas,  h.  31,  104,  223,  282. 
 Communion,  h.  21,  114,    118,  126,  132,  134,  161* 
 
 234>  ^36r  242,  258,  260,  274)  299. 
 Eafler,  p;  2,  16.  h.  2,  17,  29,  icj. 
 Good  Friday,  p.  22,  69.  h.  126,  274. 
 Humane  Society.     See  Reanimation. 
 Ordination.     See  Miniiters. 
 Whitfunday,  p.  68,  72.  h.  6oy  278. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
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